Sokka (
alwayscomeback) wrote in
driftfleet2014-10-28 09:38 pm
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Who: Sokka and you?
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: Marsiva
When: Mid afternoon, 28th!
[Sokka has been through quite a few perturbing experiences in his short life. These experience doubled exponentially after meeting Aang, which he suspected was just part and parcel of being Team Avatar. Past Avatar friends probably had to deal with giant sea serpents, people who could blow you up with their mind, and worst of all hippies. Waking up in space is definitely up there in his 'perturbing experiences' list. It's a solid second, right between the hippies and the creepy ghost swamp.
The last thing he remembers is falling off the airship with Toph. He'd managed to keep hold of her, keep her from falling to a grizzly death, and lost his boomerang and sword in the process. Then the army aboard the ship had surrounded them and then....what? He frowns, glancing down at the broken leg that's no longer broken, and then around him at these exceptionally strange surroundings. Almost nothing here rings even a touch of familiarity to him, as he carefully walks around, wishing he'd had the presence of mind to take more than two weapons on board a war ship with him.
There's only one explanation he can come to, only one that makes absolute sense. His communicator buzzes, alive and unnoticed in a corner, recording him as he looks skyward, raising his hands up.]
Okay, I get that I'm probably dead and you guys have got a lot of crazy spirit world shenanigans to get up to, but I'm kind of in the middle of saving the world so if we could reschedule that'd be great.
[He pauses, waiting for a reply. He has to admit, this isn't like the hazy memories of the last time he was dragged into the spirit world, and panic is starting to creep into his tone.]
This isn't about what happened with the owl is it? Because he started it. You ask anyone and they'll back me up! Hello?
[At even more silence, he throws himself into full on panic mode.]
PLEASE DON'T KEEP ME HERE, I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT BATHROOMS AGAIN!!!!!!!!
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: Marsiva
When: Mid afternoon, 28th!
[Sokka has been through quite a few perturbing experiences in his short life. These experience doubled exponentially after meeting Aang, which he suspected was just part and parcel of being Team Avatar. Past Avatar friends probably had to deal with giant sea serpents, people who could blow you up with their mind, and worst of all hippies. Waking up in space is definitely up there in his 'perturbing experiences' list. It's a solid second, right between the hippies and the creepy ghost swamp.
The last thing he remembers is falling off the airship with Toph. He'd managed to keep hold of her, keep her from falling to a grizzly death, and lost his boomerang and sword in the process. Then the army aboard the ship had surrounded them and then....what? He frowns, glancing down at the broken leg that's no longer broken, and then around him at these exceptionally strange surroundings. Almost nothing here rings even a touch of familiarity to him, as he carefully walks around, wishing he'd had the presence of mind to take more than two weapons on board a war ship with him.
There's only one explanation he can come to, only one that makes absolute sense. His communicator buzzes, alive and unnoticed in a corner, recording him as he looks skyward, raising his hands up.]
Okay, I get that I'm probably dead and you guys have got a lot of crazy spirit world shenanigans to get up to, but I'm kind of in the middle of saving the world so if we could reschedule that'd be great.
[He pauses, waiting for a reply. He has to admit, this isn't like the hazy memories of the last time he was dragged into the spirit world, and panic is starting to creep into his tone.]
This isn't about what happened with the owl is it? Because he started it. You ask anyone and they'll back me up! Hello?
[At even more silence, he throws himself into full on panic mode.]
PLEASE DON'T KEEP ME HERE, I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT BATHROOMS AGAIN!!!!!!!!

video;
[hi, there's this pale-looking, leather-wearing guy on the video feed. what's up?]
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It gives him the heebies.
The guy on the feed isn't much better.]
Wellll, I was about two seconds from a horrible firey death, so it's an easy conclusion to jump to.
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Oh, I can understand. But if you're dead, the rest of us are probably dead too, and I'm not ready for that kind of commitment.
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[given that he literally can't die--as far as he knows.]
But, whatever the case, our friendly announcers have been calling this the Drift Fleet, not the "spirit world". You're on a ship and we're supposed to be entertaining for the masses. Or something like that.
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[Don't ask questions you won't like the answer to Sokka.]
...Oh no. No no. This isn't part of the Ember Island thing again, is it? Because that? Not entertaining.
At all.
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What's the Ember Island thing?
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...Really, really, really bad actors.
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You're just going to have to face the facts, kid.
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I haven't got the time to be entertaining anyone. I know I got that Sokka Charm in spades, but I'm kinda in the middle of a battle so they're gonna have to catch me another time.
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Okay... Just don't step out an airlock.
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Yeaaaah, I'm gonna avoid the horrible lung-squeezing death, but thanks for the tip anyway.