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driftfleet2018-11-04 10:11 am
coinstability) wrote in driftfleet2018-11-04 10:11 am
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action + text.
Who: Connor + you
Broadcast: Yes, fleetwide text
Action: Marsiva and the Starduck
When: November 2nd - 4th
the marsiva - action.
[Connor can't say that he likes waking up with no idea where he is or how he came to be there, but he'll concede that it's something different, at least. He rolls that concept around just long enough to get a look out of the viewing windows at the unfamiliar planets below before he gets to work.
The communicator is the obvious place to start, though Connor quickly realises that he can't bypass any of the security systems in the network. All he can do is scan through what's available. He does that over the course of a minute, frowning down at the device in his hand, before he pockets it and starts looking around the hospitality deck instead. Anyone coming across him there will find him in the process of placing his hand on various electronics and robotic equipment - the skin of his hand sliding away leaving only white plating - with an ever increasing look of mild frustration on his face, the LED on his temple spinning bright yellow.]
the starduck - action.
[Well, he knew it was coming thanks to the network information, but it's still startling when the sudden jump to another spaceship happens. Connor blinks with surprise, then takes a moment to brush the scattered confetti off his hair and jacket. The plate of pudding nearby gets only a passing glance before he leaves the bridge. He can't eat it, after all.
Instead he seeks out the other crew members of the Starduck, checking the other rooms until he finds someone.]
Hello. My name is Connor. I'm-- the newly assigned Communications officer on the ship.
[Nearly said something else there for a second before he caught himself. That's a habit he needs to break.]
fleetwide text.
I understand from going through the network that these communication devices sometimes activate on their own. Is there a pattern or cause for when they do this?
[He's got some theories himself, but the network isn't the full story. Best to get an idea from the actual people trapped here.]
Broadcast: Yes, fleetwide text
Action: Marsiva and the Starduck
When: November 2nd - 4th
the marsiva - action.
[Connor can't say that he likes waking up with no idea where he is or how he came to be there, but he'll concede that it's something different, at least. He rolls that concept around just long enough to get a look out of the viewing windows at the unfamiliar planets below before he gets to work.
The communicator is the obvious place to start, though Connor quickly realises that he can't bypass any of the security systems in the network. All he can do is scan through what's available. He does that over the course of a minute, frowning down at the device in his hand, before he pockets it and starts looking around the hospitality deck instead. Anyone coming across him there will find him in the process of placing his hand on various electronics and robotic equipment - the skin of his hand sliding away leaving only white plating - with an ever increasing look of mild frustration on his face, the LED on his temple spinning bright yellow.]
the starduck - action.
[Well, he knew it was coming thanks to the network information, but it's still startling when the sudden jump to another spaceship happens. Connor blinks with surprise, then takes a moment to brush the scattered confetti off his hair and jacket. The plate of pudding nearby gets only a passing glance before he leaves the bridge. He can't eat it, after all.
Instead he seeks out the other crew members of the Starduck, checking the other rooms until he finds someone.]
Hello. My name is Connor. I'm-- the newly assigned Communications officer on the ship.
[Nearly said something else there for a second before he caught himself. That's a habit he needs to break.]
fleetwide text.
I understand from going through the network that these communication devices sometimes activate on their own. Is there a pattern or cause for when they do this?
[He's got some theories himself, but the network isn't the full story. Best to get an idea from the actual people trapped here.]
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[Several AI? Does that make Vision a conglomerate of minds somehow? Some androids operated with a hive structure where he's from, but they were still based on the same individual systems.]
Thirium was the breakthrough that allowed androids of my kind to be successful. It powers our biocomponents and circulates energy through our bodies. It's more commonly referred to as 'blue blood' by humans.
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Ah, then no, we have nothing equivalent at this time. I do hope they designed your equivalent of a circulatory system to be more efficient than a human's, however. They're frightfully inefficient. I completely understand having us resemble them on the surface, but my hope is that developers will realize that's all it really needs to be.
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It would be a waste of resources to design us that way internally.
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In any case, I welcome you to the Fleet. Please let me know if you should come across any questions you'd like my help in answering.
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