05 - video

Oct. 4th, 2016 11:14 am
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[personal profile] winn
Who: Winn and you
Broadcast: yes!
Action: Tourist!
When: now?

[ today, winn is coming to you live from the tourist's cargo hold. clearing his throat, he offers the camera a little smile ]

Sup, Fleeters, Winn Schott here, hope space is treating you well today. I got three things to run by you today, I'll try to be quick.

So one, I got - [ he moves the camera away from his face to focus on a box of 10 bears, on the large side. they have been dyed, and colorful patches have been sewn decoratively all over their torsos and arms. when he got them, they were covered by straightjackets, so this is his fix ] these. If anyone wants one, you're welcome to them. [ unless you're a tourist crew member. they will have magically run out if one of you tries to get one. he doesn't care if you can see them, they're not staying on this goddamn ship, ok. ] If any are left over I'm gonna leave them in Discovery One on the Iskaulit for public use in case anyone turns tiny.

[ he turns the camera back to him ]

Two - for those of you who don't know, Cisco and I have been running lectures, concerts, and whatever else people have been willing to volunteer their time for on the Iskaulit, and we're running low now. If you've lectured before and you wanna go again - you're more than welcome to, if you're a newcomer - likewise. Just drop me or Cisco a line with your name, topic, title if you have one, and availability if you actually have a schedule to keep - and we'll add you to the roster.

Three - Hank - don't let it be said I don't pay my debts.

[ turning on the karaoke machine he built with cisco, he proceeds to offer the network his rendition of the dire strait's walk of life. once he's done singing, a little flushed and embarrassed because last time he did this it was with cisco this is so much more terrifying on his own!! he gives the camera a little nod and signs off. ]

( 001 )

Sep. 5th, 2016 04:35 pm
athru: (but i'm cold as)
[personal profile] athru
Who: Raven and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the Blameless and the Heron
When: 05/10 onwards

text;

For anyone wondering, the captain and first mate of the Blameless are aware again. I think we've won the award for 'longest time gone by while asleep', but I'm not going to ask for anyone to try and compete.

Not today, anyway.

If we've missed anything important it would be nice to know, but otherwise this is just me checking in, I suppose. I'm not sure what the protocol is when you've been gone for ten years without being gone at all.

If anyone needs me, I'm on the Heron.

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[personal profile] athru
Who: Raven, Hank, Charles and Erik
Broadcast: No
Action: On the Heron
When: Now onwards!

Read more... )

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Aug. 23rd, 2016 04:26 pm
only_skin_deep: (>/)
[personal profile] only_skin_deep
Who: Mystique and open.
Broadcast: Yes.
Action: SS Golden.
When: Now.

[During one of her brief stop offs between planets, Mystique has come across a package left for her in the Golden’s cargo bay. Opening up the box, she scowls at the contents. It’s an hour or so later that a broadcast goes up to the Fleet.] Does anyone want clothing?

[Panning the camera around her feed shows a selection of clothing laid out on the floor of the cargo bay, ranging over several centuries and decades of style, from similar to those they found on the previous Green planet, to more ‘futuristic’ styles as predicted by earlier eras.] I don’t need them. Don’t send them to me again.
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[personal profile] nerdeology
Who: You! Us! Everyone!
Broadcast: ???
Action: All over! It's a planet/moon mingle!
When: 8/15-9/12, or until captcha kills us all

Show some spirit! It's a new system, and that means new people, new shenanigans, new adventures, savvy? You'd better have enough moxie to thrive in this one...

Or maybe you're just here for the food.
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[personal profile] kill_switch
[Furiosa isn't happy about leaving the Green Planet, but at the very least she was able to spend the entire time on its surface, aside from a visit to Lily on their ship.]

[When they do get underway, however, she receives her first sponsor pack - which is plainly visible in video feed. Also visible is one of the forest slugs, a vibrant green and blue creature, currently perched on the back of Furiosa's seat.]


Sponsors gave me a box. If anyone could use any -- [She reaches in to grab a few items; Flooter brand makeup in bright and flashy colors, metallics, and so much glitter its escaping its packaging. Sorry, First Breath] mascara, eyeshadow, blush ... there's a ton of it and I don't need it.
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[personal profile] beathach
Who: The Blameless crew & visitors!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: The Blameless
When: August

[it's a mingle! go forth, blameless and friends]
axiomed: (I will find somebody new)
[personal profile] axiomed
Who: Charles Xavier and YOU
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS Heron
When: July 13th

[ Video ]

[ The video starts, shaky before it focuses on Charles. Well, Charles and the suddenly large box that drops in his path, effectively blocking him. For a minute, he glances around, surprised before he tentatively opens the box --

And the music starts, tinny and loud. He winces as he pulls out the swimming caps from the box. The note attached says, "Congratulations on getting closer to baldness!". Charles drops the caps back in the box. ]


Charming. I don't suppose anyone wants these? Free of charge

[ Action - locked to Erik, Raven, Hank and Moira ]

[ They had decided on the beach . . . though it seems that as though the plans were made ahead of time. Charles isn't bothered, more amused and touched by the amount of preparation and dedication that had gone into the event. He hadn't celebrated his birthday in years, years spent with Hank in an empty mansion, trying to down out each other's mutual sorrow.

Now . . . he's not sure how to feel about it, but the feeling of appreciation hasn't wavered yet. It's close to late evening and the sun is setting over the vast sea. ]


( Charles can be found on the Heron for most of the day, save for the evening )
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[personal profile] noprophecies
Who: you!
Broadcast: video
Action: Marsiva
When: right now tbh

[when the screen turns on, there's nothing but blackness for a few minutes, followed by a string of very angry-sounding curses. There's the sound of fumbling before a woman's face comes into frame, and she squints at the camera before her eyebrows turn down in a scowl.

Someone is not happy]


If this is supposed to be some sort of joke, then I am not laughing. Though I find it rather cute that you seem to have made your walls fire-proof.

We shall see what else your bloody ship can stand up to. Return my damn weapons.

[that's it, that's all she has to say. With a huff, she fumbles and manages to end the feed]
namisan: (I have a headache)
[personal profile] namisan
Who: Nami and anyone
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Bloodsport, Iskaulit
When: Today

[She wakes up feeling odd. Can't quite place it. Her clothes hang a little more loosely when she puts them on, and Nami makes a face. She's been run off her feet way too much lately. Which means... now is probably a good time to make that call she's been putting off, with certain bffs turning into crazed Stepford wives. :|]

[Video]

Malum isn't the only place that's short-staffed. The Space Bar could do with at least one more bartender, maybe two. We definitely need a chef, so if you're interested in earning some more cash and all the free drinks you want, basically the same deal applies! I'll be at the bar all day, so if you're interested, come in and say so.

[She could probably have put more effort into that, but she's too tired. Blagh. Oh wait, an addendum:]

Within reason, by the way. If you're some kind of demigod with a limitless appetite for alcohol I'm pretty sure I'm gonna have to limit you on your free consumption.

[This is not hypocritical at all, given her own tolerance. But hey. Basically if you can outdrink Nami, you... probably shouldn't get all the free beer you want or you'll put her out of business.

Now excuse her as she yawns off to work.]


-----

[For the afternoon she's fine, even if she has to cinch her cute saloon dress in another tiny bit. She has lost weight. There's a vague resolution of taking a couple days off and stuffing her face once she has more than one other staff member (and Fenris could probably do with the option of more time off besides), and she just gets on with it. If you come into the bar in the afternoon she'll be her usual self, serving drinks and talking to potential employees or crammed in a corner on a break with a sandwich and a pack of cards.

Evening hits, and so does exhaustion. She slows down, occasionally gets distracted staring into space, and there's a light flush on her face that isn't from drinking. It's only a few hours on that she has to squint to focus, and Nami acknowledges that, okay, she might be coming down with something, and maybe she left looking for staff a little too long. But she keeps working, until either the bar closes or someone well-meaning chases her out of the bar. Buuut if you do that, you better be prepared to cover for the rest of the night, gosh.


...
...
...

Either way, by the time she leaves the bar and starts heading for the shuttle bay, her face is flush with fever to the point that the tips of her ears are turning red, and all her joints ache.

This feels familiar.

...it's probably just the flu.

She travels the hallways down to the shuttle bay, leaning on the walls to get her balance back, and manages to make it all the way down to the Bloodsport's shuttle, getting the hatch open, before she just... slides down its side to her knees, closing her eyes. She should probably get back to her ship and get a doctor's opinion.

Orrr maybe she'll just... pass out. Right here.

Sounds good.]
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[personal profile] grandstanding
Who: Erik, Charles, Hank and Raven
Broadcast: nah
Action: the Blameless. warning for injury treatment, probably.
When: June 7th, shortly after this

Time for band-aids and judgement. )
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[personal profile] benames
Hi fleet. Fleeters? Fleetpeople. A few public service announcements:

1. The Atroma are assholes/jackasses/fuckers.

2. I'm a girl and no this isn't Winn hacking into my comm, I'm really a girl. Same Cisco, different gender, see #1 for explanations.

3. Proof. ( OPEN ATTACHEMENT )

4. so the ship assignment is coming up. I have a friend on the Marsiva. idk where the royal assholes from assholeand will assign her but i'm going to come over to be with her for a few days.

5. if you hurt Caitlin I will find you.

I have superhero friends


Cisco out.

( one )

May. 23rd, 2016 09:37 pm
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[personal profile] ownassets
Who: Moira MacTaggert + you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Now!

( Things are silent when the broadcast first comes on - the room that Moira's woken in on display, and the confused expression on her face. This isn't the mansion - it isn't where she's supposed to be. Things had been a little quieter since Cuba - or at least there hadn't been any visitors. No one that might be able to easily whisk someone away.

The empty room sends Moira out into the corridor - searching for Charles, or someone else that she may know. Hank, even Raven - Shaw's 'friend'. The look of the corridor doesn't tell Moira much - she hasn't seen it before, and it's long with plenty of rooms. Rooms that she doesn't immediately go in, not wanting to walk into an unpleasant surprise.

But the more she walks down the corridors, and meets dead ends at turns, and no other people, have her turning back around to check out one of the rooms. Maybe she'll meet an unpleasant surprise, maybe she'll find something else - or Charles. Maybe he isn't even here, and this is just her. The first room is empty, and sparse. The second room is larger, leading to another room. Although it's a bad idea idea Moira hasn't seen anyone yet - and bad ideas might get her somewhere. Or someone )


Hello?

( She's still slowly stepping through the first room, and wondering just how many living spaces this place has. How many living spaces for no people? If only she knew that the answer was behind her - or was everywhere. If only she knew this whole thing had been broadcast )
only_skin_deep: (old :I)
[personal profile] only_skin_deep
Who: Mystique and you (she supposes)
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Golden
When: 17 May

[You would think someone was holding Mystique at gun point with the initial look she gave the camera, looking none too happy to be making this broadcast, but a huff of a sigh and roll of her eyes later and she managed to compose herself to a more neutral expression. She of course could fake a more fitting emotion easily, she was well versed in acting a part but since this wasn’t a mission she saw no point in pretending to be something she isn’t. Others would just have to deal with that fact.]

After being in talks with other occupants of our current predicament, it seems the best way to past time here between our semi regular stops is to take up a hobby or something of the likes. And considering I came here with practically nothing, [Not that Mystique needed much, yet she certainly had been missing her weapons until she was on board the Golden and had gotten access to guns again, sating her need to be constantly armed.] And I have been told my typical actions are not the most practical choices here, [There was a pause as she seemed to struggle with saying the next words, as if the entire idea disgusted her.] I would be interested to know what others do as hobbies or to past the time. [That may be the closest to her asking for help that most here are going to get out of her.]

I am willing to swap information. I may not be practiced in more mundane activities but I do have a wide knowledge on more specialized topics if someone wants practice on how to arm and protect themselves.
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[personal profile] tallasaking
Who: Tyrion Lannister
Broadcast: The whole Fleet
Action: Accidental video
When: Today

[If anyone ever had a doubt that Tyrion Lannister likes to keep himself occupied, today would be the day that he put all doubts to rest. His fingers flick against the side of his camera as he is reaching for a book. Which is good, because he's got three open now. He frowns at one paragraph, then pushes off with his chair - with wheels, fascinating things these.

Then he was picking up a screwdriver, turning to a tank that looked a great deal like the displays at the Green Museum, twisting a brace into place, eying it, then rolling back across the floor to check on the panels for the engine. He picked up a clipboard, put down the screwdriver and exchanged it for pencil while he marked off a few things on a list, then pushed himself off to roll back to his desk, where he flipped a page on his second book, muttering quietly to himself.]

'This means that the center of mass of the arrow–where gravity acts–is further forward than the center of pressure–where aerodynamic forces act. This results in the aerodynamic forces helping to stabilize the flight of the arrow.'

[He tapped the page, then pushed off again to his work-table, where a variety of weapons were lying on the surface, and plucked up the bow.] Yes, all right, that means I just need to change the density of the string and curve the bow a little more for the right amount of pressure per inch... good, good.

[He hummed as he put the bow back down, and reached underneath for his toolbox, singing softly to himself as he went through the varying strings he had gathered for said bow.]

I'm malicious, mean and scary
My sneer could curdle dairy
And violence-wise, my hands are not the cleanest
But despite my evil look
And my temper and my hook
I've always yearned to be a concert pianist
Can't you see me on the stage performin' Mozart
Ticklin' the ivories 'til they gleam?
Yep, I'd rather be called deadly
For my killer show tune medley
Thank you, 'cause way down deep inside I've got a dream


[Clearly, Tyrion is something of a workaholic, when he gets himself going.]
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[personal profile] revivo
Who: Blameless crew + visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Aboard the Blameless
When: May

[time to get your mingle on, people lacking blame and friends!]
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[personal profile] moonofmylife
Who: The crew of the Caprine and visitors
Broadcast: N/a
Action: Yes
When: Throughout the month of May

[Enjoy the snacks! Sadly they are mostly goo.]

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