Round Two

[thespaceopera]

[after Beau's stint in addressing the fleet for a month, and then a mysterious lack of any broadcast at all last week, this week plays out a little differently. it is a return to the familiar, but with a small alteration.

today, an entirely new little jingle rings out through the speakers. it's jazzy, it's hip, and it even has a charming 'whoosh' sound effect rounding out the end of it. someone, somewhere, is probably very proud of it.

and Diamond finally makes her return. her voice is... perhaps not quite as manically pleased as it had been in those weeks leading up to the strange attacks, but still chipper nonetheless. instead of exuding glee, her tone is bright, quick, and sharp--almost to the point of being overwound.]

Good morning, passengers! I hope you haven't missed me too badly. I know I sure have missed you. But, everyone needs a little vacation at some point, right? Sometimes, you just... need to get away. Get your head cleared.

Just a little change of scenery. I'm sure you all understand.

[and she clears her throat, hurrying along.]

Things really have been changing around here, haven't they? ...Goodness! So many new faces, and all of these new ships. It's a good thing they're so comfortable, otherwise you might be feeling a little crowded right now, hmm? Don't you worry about that, though.

There isn't a thing to worry about. Every little hiccup is being taken care of.

[and as she shuffles her papers, and no audience--canned or otherwise--makes a sound in the background, the few extra seconds of silence seem to stretch before she moves on.]

And now, onto the shuffle! Not too many new faces this round, it seems. Just enough to snug on into the few empty cots remaining. And I see a few officers changing hats, but nothing too momentous.

Everything is nice and calm, shifting gears a bit, getting ready to boldly move on to what lies ahead.

Keep up the good work, dear passengers! ...The worlds are watching!


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Comments

[realhumanbeing]

Sort-of space? Like . . . like a warp pad, like transporting around places, or--?

[thebarkside]

I've used warp pads before!

[ OH she sounds excited that he knows what those are... ]

But mostly - we were traveling between universes! So it was through space, just not the normal kind. It wasn't really transporting, 'cause we were stuck just going the speed of light, but it was better than nothing.

[realhumanbeing]

Woah. Like alternate universes? Did you meet an evil version of yourself?

[thebarkside]

-- nuh uh. I met a really sad version of myself, once, but she sort of turned into me, so... ehe. It's pretty complicated.

[realhumanbeing]

Woah. One time I met myself, but it . . . got weird. I died a lot, mostly.

[thebarkside]

Whoah. I've died a lot, too. It's crazy, isn't it??

[realhumanbeing]

Yeah!

[He scoots closer, delighted to have found someone else to share this with.]

I got caught up in a time paradox and then there were a ton of me. It was really weird. What about you?

[thebarkside]

Oh, um! I had a dream self, which is a little misleading because my dreamself was still a very real self, and then I died because of a meteor, and then my actual self died because of a bomb, but then some shenanigans happened and I came back.

[ boy that was a mouthful. ]

But some of my friends are time travelers!

[realhumanbeing]

Woah.

[His eyes widen. That's intense, man.]

Do they find it confusing? What kind of shenanigans? What are you? Are you magic?

[thebarkside]

Um! I'm a girl. And maybe part dog? And part first guardian? But mostly just a girl. And - also a little magic, too!

[ what if she just. levitates you a few inches off of the ground, steven? it's with a playful smile: she's trying to have fun, not be threatening. ]

[realhumanbeing]

[Fortunately, Steven's reaction is positive: he laughs wildly, his legs kicking as he tries to control it a bit.]

I didn't know somebody could be part dog! That's awesome!