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driftfleet2017-09-07 07:10 pm
hollystrike) wrote in driftfleet2017-09-07 07:10 pm
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Whose Idea For A Practical Joke Was This. Thanks, Universe.
Who: Katie McCoy and you.
Broadcast: Most definitely.
Action: ...the planet Lyuku, if you come looking, I guess?
When: Sept 7
[The problem with the investigations Katie's been doing over the past week is they've delivered her answers that she's reasonably sure nobody else will have. Which dilemma she probably should have expected if worst came to worst, but she's never been particularly good at planning ahead. Probably why she'll never get promoted, back home. (You know, apart from her general lack of reliability, but...)
The other problem is rock formations and trees and landmasses in general have no human sense of time, so the terrified message this world gives her could happen next year. Or it could happen in half an hour. She can't get enough coherency for specifics.
The other other problem is that every time she's tried to impart information to the Fleet it's been largely missed amidst the chaff she has to surround it with. Mikleo picked up one point last time. Edna and Sam also know, but that is too small a pool of people, and two of them have issues being noticed by most everyone else. This time, she can't afford anyone to not understand how very important this is.
In short, this is going to suck.]
URGENT
Singing planet sent the dreams. [One.]
Planet is terrified [Two.]
What we saw is coming to ths planet in the near fture [...three. Usually a limit.]
marsva sent us here ergo it will happenw hile wer'e here
ratings
evactuate peope
back la
[We're sorry. The pooka you're trying to talk to has passed out. Leave a message? She's... kind of in the middle of nowhere if anyone has a way to track her down, sprawled under some pretty huge and old trees. A geas to lie sucks.]
((Seriously, she won't be back to respond for at least a day. So feel free to threadjack others in this post and make her warning not be in vain.))
Broadcast: Most definitely.
Action: ...the planet Lyuku, if you come looking, I guess?
When: Sept 7
[The problem with the investigations Katie's been doing over the past week is they've delivered her answers that she's reasonably sure nobody else will have. Which dilemma she probably should have expected if worst came to worst, but she's never been particularly good at planning ahead. Probably why she'll never get promoted, back home. (You know, apart from her general lack of reliability, but...)
The other problem is rock formations and trees and landmasses in general have no human sense of time, so the terrified message this world gives her could happen next year. Or it could happen in half an hour. She can't get enough coherency for specifics.
The other other problem is that every time she's tried to impart information to the Fleet it's been largely missed amidst the chaff she has to surround it with. Mikleo picked up one point last time. Edna and Sam also know, but that is too small a pool of people, and two of them have issues being noticed by most everyone else. This time, she can't afford anyone to not understand how very important this is.
In short, this is going to suck.]
URGENT
Singing planet sent the dreams. [One.]
Planet is terrified [Two.]
What we saw is coming to ths planet in the near fture [...three. Usually a limit.]
marsva sent us here ergo it will happenw hile wer'e here
ratings
evactuate peope
back la
[We're sorry. The pooka you're trying to talk to has passed out. Leave a message? She's... kind of in the middle of nowhere if anyone has a way to track her down, sprawled under some pretty huge and old trees. A geas to lie sucks.]
((Seriously, she won't be back to respond for at least a day. So feel free to threadjack others in this post and make her warning not be in vain.))
voice.
You there?
... Shit.
[Dammit, Katie, you know he's already touchy about his friends going radio silent on him in life. Especially you, because he's already seen you in mortal danger before, and nobody needs to be in said mortal danger, cool? He's hoping she'd just - fainted, that the strain of telling the truth got to her.
Which... hey. He had his concerns about that. Never knew outright, but he supposes he can put two and two together now. He's going to try to pinpoint with that GPS function, but you know, it doesn't do much good if you pass out before you hit said button - Did you push that button, or is he out of luck?]
voice.
At least for a minute or two, when the GPS suddenly switches on without explanation. There's no response otherwise. Given how Mikleo's shrieking at her, though, he can probably work out what happened.]
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