Voices from Heaven (
thespaceopera) wrote in
driftfleet2017-07-28 09:11 pm
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this is dr. death defying signing off
[Metal and pipes echo hollowly through the empty ship. The Paisley, after more than a year of service, floats along without anyone to poke at her innards or bang pots in her kitchen or destroy the blender. A terrible fate indeed. The ship wanders on its own, slowly but surely moving to pass by the Marsiva to circle around the rest of the nearby solar bodies.
Those who happen to be at their communicator consoles will notice a sudden sharp uptick in energy, some kind of invisible wave that sets out from the Marsiva itself. The type of energy is impossible to define; the instruments scramble for a minute or two. It's not unlike the effect a massive solar storm has on electronic devices. Personal communicators may also be affected by this.
But windows still work, and all the other ships have a clear view of what happens next.
As the Paisley wanders within range, the Marsiva in all its awkward rounded glory splits vertically. It's less like a mouth or a hinged jaw and more like a void. There are the tiniest hints of stars if you look closely, but stare too long and you'll be overcome with a sudden and completely irrational fear of the darkness and/or falling. It opens wide, its size dwarfing the small ship like Earth meeting a gaseous giant, and then--
-- the Paisley is gone.
The Marsiva resumes its normal shape. A deep vibration knocks the consoles back online, like the belch of a universe.]
Those who happen to be at their communicator consoles will notice a sudden sharp uptick in energy, some kind of invisible wave that sets out from the Marsiva itself. The type of energy is impossible to define; the instruments scramble for a minute or two. It's not unlike the effect a massive solar storm has on electronic devices. Personal communicators may also be affected by this.
But windows still work, and all the other ships have a clear view of what happens next.
As the Paisley wanders within range, the Marsiva in all its awkward rounded glory splits vertically. It's less like a mouth or a hinged jaw and more like a void. There are the tiniest hints of stars if you look closely, but stare too long and you'll be overcome with a sudden and completely irrational fear of the darkness and/or falling. It opens wide, its size dwarfing the small ship like Earth meeting a gaseous giant, and then--
-- the Paisley is gone.
The Marsiva resumes its normal shape. A deep vibration knocks the consoles back online, like the belch of a universe.]

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I wonder if ships have flavors.
to Voltron cast
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But that- Was that real?? Did it really do that???
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It just...
It opened up and just swallowed the other ship!
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He may not have been on it. Or- Or maybe he got pulled onto the Marsiva! Wh-Who else was on that ship, on his crew? We should try to contact them, or someone, like now.
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[Keith sounds really distressed. He didn't handle loss well.]
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[action, outside in the Huntress' hall]
[HE'S BLIND HE CAN'T SEE SHIT]
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The Marsiva ATE the Paisley!
[His voice was definitely distressed by this, and even cracked a little.]
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Unfortunately, this makes even less sense than he expected.]
... The big ship ate another ship. You're sure about this?
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[Okay... he needed a minute. Panicking wasn't helping anyone or anything. He took a moment.]
Okay... So, the Paisley was coming around, and the Marsiva just opened up... like a giant mouth? And then it moved over and swallowed the Paisley. It was just... gone! It closed up again like nothing happened.
When it opened up, there was this like... void... maybe some stars? But it was really unnerving to look into.
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[This doesn't sound good for any of them if the Marsiva can just-- do that. At any time. Dezel's scowl is distinctly shark-toothed. Still, he's... trying to calm Keith down. He has to.]
If you're worried about someone, there's a list on the communicator with the active crewmembers. It's in one of the menus when you look at the network.
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[So horrified.]
Did the Marsiva just eat that ship??
[More importantly:] Was anyone on board?
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[Merlan makes a face at the thought of anyone actually being on board.]
I hope not. I'm still trying to recover from the fact that the SS Paisley was my first stop before I was abruptly transferred out. It was incredibly light staffed during my very brief stay.
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I hope everyone that was there got off. That was...
Ships get decomissioned anywhere but not like that.
so late tagging back :(
not late at all
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Good. I couldn't stand the idea of anyone dying.
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I really hope you're right. I mean, I'm sure you are, I'd hate the alternative being true.
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I promise I am. The Paisley pilot transferred to my ship because there were only two or three of them left and they were all leaving.
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SS Bloodsport - At a window
I was originally assigned to that ship until I was moved here. That's a little creepy if you ask me.