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driftfleet2018-11-09 11:40 am
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Who: Flug, Red Fish and you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Red Fish
When: NOW after Flug gets back on his feet
"Greetings Red Fish, this is your captain speaking!"
[And fresh from the medical ward, if the IV drip Flug is sporting is anything to go by. His goggles glint with mischievous glee as he steps away from his desk to reveal a seemingly inoccuous dial adjacent to the hallway doorframe.]
"Presenting Red Fish's prototype teleportation and travel station! Through these terminals I have installed, long trips of carrying heavy cargo, escaping potential threats and lengthy evacuation procedures are a thing of the past! With the turn of this dial, many doorways are now interchangeable! Just remember the terminals will only recognize you and a specific amount of mass your space occupies. Should you need you to add a guest or adjust these parameters simply report to me."
[Or just adjust them yourself through the terminal at the bridge; it's easy enough to identify through the copious amount of sticky note instructions Flug plasters over everything. But hey, he likes to feel important.]
"Observe!"
[And suddenly Flug strides into the kitchen... along with the potted plant from his room which also came along for no discernable reason. ]
"...Occasionally some bugs may occur"
[Private network]
[As useful as the teleporters were, having a side project helped provide good cover up for the other collaborative effort the fleet got up to. Ensuring all lights and cameras are off Flug boots up a different device...]
Initiating beta test protocol.. two.. three.. please respond. I trust everything is still operating efficiently?
OOC: Teleporters on Red Fish! You didn't ask for them, you might not even want them; regardless you now have them! As expected of something cobbled together from a junkyard, they are prone to malfunctions; maybe sometimes you'll wind up in a different room than the one you intended or perhaps your tiny stereo likes to turn on and off randomly when the signals get crossed. It's yours to play with as you please! With that, I am officially back from hiatus. Fluggyboy collapsed after working too hard If you would like to assume you have helped him (in building or forcing his ass to get medical care, feel free!) I'm excited to see new faces :> as always feel free to PM or hmu on plurk!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Red Fish
When: NOW after Flug gets back on his feet
"Greetings Red Fish, this is your captain speaking!"
[And fresh from the medical ward, if the IV drip Flug is sporting is anything to go by. His goggles glint with mischievous glee as he steps away from his desk to reveal a seemingly inoccuous dial adjacent to the hallway doorframe.]
"Presenting Red Fish's prototype teleportation and travel station! Through these terminals I have installed, long trips of carrying heavy cargo, escaping potential threats and lengthy evacuation procedures are a thing of the past! With the turn of this dial, many doorways are now interchangeable! Just remember the terminals will only recognize you and a specific amount of mass your space occupies. Should you need you to add a guest or adjust these parameters simply report to me."
[Or just adjust them yourself through the terminal at the bridge; it's easy enough to identify through the copious amount of sticky note instructions Flug plasters over everything. But hey, he likes to feel important.]
"Observe!"
[And suddenly Flug strides into the kitchen... along with the potted plant from his room which also came along for no discernable reason. ]
"...Occasionally some bugs may occur"
[Private network]
[As useful as the teleporters were, having a side project helped provide good cover up for the other collaborative effort the fleet got up to. Ensuring all lights and cameras are off Flug boots up a different device...]
Initiating beta test protocol.. two.. three.. please respond. I trust everything is still operating efficiently?
OOC: Teleporters on Red Fish! You didn't ask for them, you might not even want them; regardless you now have them! As expected of something cobbled together from a junkyard, they are prone to malfunctions; maybe sometimes you'll wind up in a different room than the one you intended or perhaps your tiny stereo likes to turn on and off randomly when the signals get crossed. It's yours to play with as you please! With that, I am officially back from hiatus. Fluggyboy collapsed after working too hard If you would like to assume you have helped him (in building or forcing his ass to get medical care, feel free!) I'm excited to see new faces :> as always feel free to PM or hmu on plurk!

[ red fish!] Welcome to our crew! :D
[Flug visibly preens; it's not often gets the chance to gloat and by god he is going to take it!]
"Hardly compares to anything I made back home, but it's a start. If this intrigues you, I'll have to show you more, Mr..."
[Flug quick glances at his device.]
"..Alucard, is it?"
<3
[ it reminds him a little of the castle. ]
So this is all technology.
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[He always did find it silly that Scientists were supposed to reject what their equations could not comprehend.]
"Though in this case, this is created only from pieces of machinery I've repurposed from our travels, yes. What sort of technology are you familiar with?"
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[Flug has no doubts that Black Hat Manor could easily travel through time and space, assuming it even sat on the same plane of existence as the rest of Hatsville to begin with, which Flug somewhat doubted at times. Of course, that spoke more of his master than his contributions. ]
"Is he a user of magic? Occult arts of a sort?"
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He was. He had ties to Hell and that granted him great power.
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[The first rule about Black Hat was that nothing could define Black Hat.]
"In any case, I can't help but notice you're mentioning him specifically. It is a singular pact, then? Not something that extends to you?"
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[ literally. being part human has changed him completely. ]
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[...Okay and maybe he himself is curious.]
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[It's refreshing to hear someone take things seriously, actually.]
"I can't fault that. Keep that kind of reasoning, it can go a long way. As for myself.."
[Flug's 'face' crinkles into something of a grimace.]
"They had to remove my bag to give me an implant in the first place. I've been testing their limits for the better part of the year now. At this point, I wonder what it will take to get them to react at all."
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[Anything other than that is an offensive breach of privacy.]
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Of course it is. But it's not what most would call normal attire.
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[Flug agrees gruffly, bristling despite the fact.]
"Aaaat any rate. I trust you've found your way around by now? Any questions, needs not being met?"
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There is one. Perhaps you as Captain can help me answer it. I am a vampire. How would I receive sustenance?
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[That is a bit of a problem. Hmm.]
"Well we've only recently entered drift, there won't be anywhere for you to.. hunt for a while."
[That's not offensive, right??? Flug watches the vampire's face very carefully, before glancing back to the IV pole he only previously occupied. If a blood transfusion didn't kill him, Libra just might for trying.]
"I'm not much of a chemist with Atroma's equipment, but if you ask someone with a lab augment, perhaps they might be able to synthesize something. How long do you usually go between feeding?"
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I can go quite a while but it will be a problem for later. I do not need to kill anyone to feed though.
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[The Doctor huffs in mild annoyance. Apart from Psycho Mantis and a few others willing to murder, it really did feel as though he was the only villain Atroma had kidnapped some days.]
"In that case I might suggest we start some form of blood donation bank. People have been hesitant about giving blood to me but they might be willing for your cause. I assume you need it fresh and not stored prior?"
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Fresh would be preferable, but I can survive on what is stored.
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"Can you? Oh, good, good! That will make it much easier."
[Blood drives were always easier to organize than one on one meetings. At the very least it would work for emergency precautions.]
"Not many of us are from the same Universe, even if we all identify as the same species. Do you think any type of foreign blood might be harmful for you?"
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[He isn't saying someone here would be dumb enough to inject silver into themselves or something, but you never know who will turn up with what biology.]
"There are literal gods here you know-- n-not that they would be giving up blood necesarrily. Probably best to limit volunteers to a pool of what you know."
[As intrigued as he would be about having a reason to ask an immortal being for a blood sample.]
"Animal blood is less potent, I'm guessing?"
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Animal blood isn't fulfilling but substantial enough for nourishment. And I'm not aware of any allergies.
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"I expected as much."
[Particularly if Alucard was against killing for nourishment.]
"I'll see what I can do, in any case I still reccomend getting in contact with lab augment users. Even if they can't create something right away, that doesn't mean they won't be successful later. The one advantage to being ferried from planet to planet as a living advertisement is the abundance of new things we come in contact with. One world just might have that missing component."
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