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driftfleet2017-11-20 11:21 pm
universal_charm) wrote in driftfleet2017-11-20 11:21 pm
Entry tags:
- adalwolfe hawke,
- anders,
- anthony j. crowley,
- baku,
- cogsworth,
- felix gaeta,
- felix harrowgate,
- fenris,
- fie claussell,
- howard stark,
- james "sawyer" ford,
- james tiberius kirk,
- kaname buccaneer,
- katherine "kitty" pryde,
- keith,
- khadgar,
- lance,
- looma red wind,
- lumiére,
- mon-el,
- pavel chekov,
- prompto argentum,
- psycho mantis,
- sam winchester,
- sayid jarrah,
- sokka,
- takashi shirogane,
- takeshi,
- thor odinson,
- wrath
And Let Us Gather 'Round [ Video + Action ]
Who: Kirk and The Fine People of the Fleet
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Iskaulit, Specifically at the Melting Pot - Note: After the Broadcast
When: After they start heading away from the system
Video
[ Kirk appears on the screen, and probably like many people he looks tired and a bit beaten up. Scratches not yet healed on his face, one even covered with a bandage on his cheek, that sort of drawn look around his eyes after all the sleepless nights and the battles and general horridness. A little to pale, perhaps.
Even so, he gives as warm a smile as he can as he begins to speak. ]
For those of you who might not know, I come from a world called Earth - or at least, one of the versions represented here. On my world, in the country I hail from, we celebrate something known as Thanksgiving roughly around this time of year if I've done my calculations correct. Some people call it Friendsgiving, but it's all the same really.
Essentially, it's a time to a give thanks for the good things in your life, your friends, and your family. In the spirit of that, I've arranged for a gathering at the Melting Pot - a thank you to Jarvis for that. Everyone who wishes to come is welcome.
I just thought we all could use a day, a place, to be together and to just enjoy each other. So I hope to see you there.
Action: The Melting Pot
[ The restaurant is set up to allow as much mingling as possible when people arrive - places to sit, of course, but there's gentle music playing for those who might want to dance and just to give some atmosphere (but not loud enough to stop conversation at all). Food and drink is laid out - things to nibble on rather than the usual feasts associated with a Thanksgiving. Not particularly ideal, but it's what could be managed. Unless, of course, anyone decided to bring something else to add to the spread.
Not a fancy party, to be sure, but it's warm and inviting, which is what Kirk had hoped for. A place for them all to come together and enjoy each other and just be glad they were all there and if not quite completely whole, then, well, able to be there. ]
[ooc: Open mingle! Feel free to create your own starters and do as you like - tis a warm Friendsgiving party for the Fleet! ]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Iskaulit, Specifically at the Melting Pot - Note: After the Broadcast
When: After they start heading away from the system
Video
[ Kirk appears on the screen, and probably like many people he looks tired and a bit beaten up. Scratches not yet healed on his face, one even covered with a bandage on his cheek, that sort of drawn look around his eyes after all the sleepless nights and the battles and general horridness. A little to pale, perhaps.
Even so, he gives as warm a smile as he can as he begins to speak. ]
For those of you who might not know, I come from a world called Earth - or at least, one of the versions represented here. On my world, in the country I hail from, we celebrate something known as Thanksgiving roughly around this time of year if I've done my calculations correct. Some people call it Friendsgiving, but it's all the same really.
Essentially, it's a time to a give thanks for the good things in your life, your friends, and your family. In the spirit of that, I've arranged for a gathering at the Melting Pot - a thank you to Jarvis for that. Everyone who wishes to come is welcome.
I just thought we all could use a day, a place, to be together and to just enjoy each other. So I hope to see you there.
Action: The Melting Pot
[ The restaurant is set up to allow as much mingling as possible when people arrive - places to sit, of course, but there's gentle music playing for those who might want to dance and just to give some atmosphere (but not loud enough to stop conversation at all). Food and drink is laid out - things to nibble on rather than the usual feasts associated with a Thanksgiving. Not particularly ideal, but it's what could be managed. Unless, of course, anyone decided to bring something else to add to the spread.
Not a fancy party, to be sure, but it's warm and inviting, which is what Kirk had hoped for. A place for them all to come together and enjoy each other and just be glad they were all there and if not quite completely whole, then, well, able to be there. ]
[ooc: Open mingle! Feel free to create your own starters and do as you like - tis a warm Friendsgiving party for the Fleet! ]
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I seriously doubt it.
[ Most of humanity had nearly been wiped out in World War III and the Eugenics Wars. If there were, indeed, wizards they would have most likely been discovered when Earth's population had nearly been wiped out. That, or they were jackasses. ]
Oh, the Norse legend is a literal wolf - large enough to swallow the moon, child of a god of mischief, and is one of the portents of Ragnarok, also known as the end of the world.
[ He shrugged. ]
I only know what I hear in the stories. Most of them sound like dicks, to be honest.
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[All gods are dicks. Wannabe gods, Elven gods, these Norse gods, even the bloody Maker. He tips his empty glass to Kirk and reaches for the bottle he'd located nearby the refill it.]
Frankly I think we can all do without them.
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Well, I make just fine without them. Never believed in them myself, but I suppose if one did believe in them I've beaten two, so...
[ He gave a shrug. He was happy to discuss theology, he found it interesting, but he didn't actually buy into it. ]
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[He's beaten someone who wanted to be a god, but never an actual god themself. How does that work?]
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Well, the simply explanation is that one was in the body of one my friends and crewmates. A being from another plane, evolving faster than we could comprehend, so far beyond us, and taking another of my crew with them. It would have been one thing if they had just wanted to be on their own, but they made it clear their intent was to shape the universe to their image, so we had to stop them. Well, I did. I ended up having to kill them both.
[ Well, that was heavy. Now for the slightly happier one. Sort of. ]
The other was when a species from an alternate universe tried to invade ours, with some pretty advanced brain washing and gravity tech. Their king was considered a direct conduit of their god, and to keep them from continuing their invasion, I beat him at one of their cultural games - a sort of handball style thing in zero-grav. It would have actually been really fun if there wasn't the whole "fate of the universe" on the line.
[ This is his life, Wolfe. ]
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W--... Jim, I daresay your life might be more complicated than mine is.
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[ His mouth twitched into a wry smile, giving a little shrug. ]
That’s space travel for you.
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[Which he means as a benefit, of course.]
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I have to give you that one. I do wish I could see a dragon. In all our travels, we haven't even come close to one. It's kind of a disappointment really.
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[Nevermind that he's maybe seen three ever and two of them tried to eat him.]
They're all power and instinct. Fantastic to watch. I'll have to see if there's something with dragons in the database for you to watch that's actually accurate. It won't be the same as seeing them in person but we can make do.
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Well, on our planet they simply aren't... their physiology isn't possible. And we've come across large reptiles on other planets, but nothing quite like a dragon.
[ He shook his head. ]
Do dragon in your world look like rather large reptiles - long necks, lots of fangs, wings, claws, scales, and breathe fire?
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[He rubs the back of his neck with one hand.]
But yes, that's exactly what dragons are.
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Gravity. The things we say dragons can do in our stories wouldn't necessarily be possibly given their 'recorded' size. Their bones would need to be hollow, at the very least, for starters, though in theory they could also have gas bags to help with lift. Fire breathing would require some sort of fuel and ignition source, and then there's the matter of food. The sheer amount of calories they would need a day to support their size - there wouldn't be that many of them. There couldn't be, certainly not enough to support a breeding population.
[ Science, science, blah, blah. ]
But hey, bumblebees aren't supposed to be able to fly and yet they do, so...
[ He shrugs. ]