Naviadna Mingle

[thespaceopera]

Who: Everyone
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: Anywhere on the fleet or in the system
When: The month of June



Welcome to Naviadna! Enjoy the beautiful sights, amazing technology, and all the other wonderful things this system has to offer! Where will you go? What sort of shenanigans will you get up to? How are you dealing with the planet's insistent singing at you?

Have fun!

(( System Info here ))

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Eithan Paine | OTA! ♥

[deviances]

1 ► Trouble is Fun
[ The meeting with the Interceptors was informative. And positive! And... a lot. Eithan's been ruminating on it all and what it means, which of course means he is also completely, 100% pretending that everything is fine and nothing is wrong whatsoever.

So, there's a quest board of sorts! And that means there are all kinds of different ways Eithan can make himself useful, especially given he's a talented fire mage and pretty used to fighting things off at this point! He's totally prepared for anything.

... Except for slimes.

In fact, he is so unprepared for slimes that when he finds a group of them in the forest, he hesitates - because these things? They look pretty harmless, why would someone want them driven away from the city outskirts? Well, he gets his answer, because one of them eats a rock. And gets a lot spikier. And a lot bigger too.

Eithan - a pretty tall dude, mind - stares wide-eyed and eye-level with it. And then yelps and leaps out of the way when it suddenly starts spinning wildly in his direction!! ]

Son of a motherf--!

[ He lights a fireball in his hand and starts to fling it at the rocky slime, but another pink one eats another rock and then decides to straight-up hurl itself at him like the first one, forcing him to dodge again! He retreats into the trees for a moment, just long enough to stare at them from afar as they continue gobbling up rocks and crystals and changing into their more dangerous, spiky, extra large selves. ]

... Holy fuckin' shit are you fuckin' kiddin' me.


2 ► Homemade Fireworks Are Also Fun
[ If you're hanging out on the beach at night, and just happen to be on the same beach as Eithan, you're in for an explosive surprise. Literally.

Singing planets are awesome for amping up magic, and Eithan's pyrotechnics are no exception. You bet your ass he's going to take advantage, and who doesn't like fireworks~? (Plenty of people don't like fireworks, Eithan, don't be a dick.)

He's standing right at the edge of the water. Over the waves - a fair distance out, just to be safe (because he's not that much of an asshole, most of the time) - he calls out his fire. With a steady muttering of incantations under his breath, he shapes it into a spiral. And for a few seconds, he's content to just admire his handiwork~ But then, with a snap of his fingers, it detonates - with a CRACK! and a flash of light as the embers fall away, harmlessly, into the ocean below.
Then he does it again. And again. One shape at a time, but always chaotic, intricate patterns, brilliant red-orange and crackling with pent-up, volatile energy just waiting to be unleashed. He paints sunbursts. Ribbons. Birds. Stars. Whatever comes to mind, one at a time. Each one is just as fleeting as the last, and explodes just as beautifully.

And Eithan? He's smiling like the really is nothing wrong whatsoever. He strethes his arms up over his head, rolls his shoulders, then crosses his arms and considers the sky with a "Hmmm..." ]

What should I draw next...?


3 ► Overthinking, However, Is Not Fun
[ Playing pretend only works for so long.

Maybe you catch him on the Blue Fish, sitting in the lounge with a bottle of rum, fiddling with an empty pack of cigarettes as he stares blankly at it - well, more like past it, unfocused. Or, maybe you run into him at a bar, planetside, two glasses in and staring into a third with the last remnants of a small, absolutely fake smile on his lips - like he's getting tired of keeping it there for so long. Either way, when he finally feels like talking, he'll huff out a dark laugh before he starts halfways confiding in whoever's around. ]

You know... I've been here a long fuckin' time. Literally years. Hell, I even got thrown back home, dragged to some other weird reality-bendin' place, and then dragged back here all over again.

... 'S actually gonna be over, huh?

[ That should be a good thing. It is a good thing! It's a good thing. It's... an ending. And it means... choices. And having to make them. ... So apparently, it's complicated. ]


Wildcard ► Make Your Own Fun
(( I'm down for any plotting! Hit me up on plurk @ reveris if you wanna talk deets, or just give me a starter and we'll go total improv \o/ ))