thespaceopera: (drifting)
Voices from Heaven ([personal profile] thespaceopera) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2019-06-05 09:15 pm

Naviadna Mingle

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 ))
woodcarving: (⚔️ maybe there's a way out)

c.

[personal profile] woodcarving 2019-06-16 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh shit, oh shit! Are they doing this? They're doing this.

Wait, what are they doing.]


hell yeah!!! I'm free today

was trying to find my way somewhere yesterday
I never knew a rock could be so DAMN LOUD
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[personal profile] necromanswers 2019-06-16 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[you'll see...]

you too huh? can't decide if it's annoying or pretty

kinda both at once

anyway get over here


[/insert convenient location here]
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[personal profile] necromanswers 2019-06-16 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
NO JORTS ALLOWED
woodcarving: (⚔️ wash me in the water)

[personal profile] woodcarving 2019-06-24 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
it was ONE TIME

[He's still wearing shorts, though. It's the beach. If it's not shorts, then it's gonna be swim shorts, and those are not going to do anyone any favors except Magnus himself. Anyway, he makes his way over to the designated location and looks around. He's gone a bit native himself with flip flops and sparkly Lady Gaga sunglasses.

Don't judge him, he rocks these.]


Luuuuup! What are we doing today? Conquering a seven foot tall burger? Digging up a stupid amount of clams? Petting at least twenty dogs?
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[personal profile] necromanswers 2019-06-25 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Eh, shorts are fine. Flipflops also acceptable. Sunglasses? Fuckin' rad, and they make her grin at him over a little pamphlet she's perusing- a list of local businesses or sightseeing spots, from the look of it. Her wardrobe is less flashy than one would usually expect from the twins, strangely enough- a strapless top, shorts, and sandals, with the only flash of colour a bright flame-decorated jacket.]

Those are all excellent suggestions, my dude, and we'll put that on the shortlist for this afternoon. But nah, I've got something else in mind.

[She holds the book up to him, tapping a finger against the displayed page- where a listing of tattoo parlours have been gathered.]

Help me find a good place to get ink?