driftfleet | Entries tagged with zelos wilder (bad end)

Who: Sheena & you? Perhaps?
Broadcast: Video, fleet-wide!
Action: Only for people on the Marsiva
When: 4/8

[action;]

[Other people on the Marsiva can find Sheena poking around the kitchen or staring out the viewing windows. She's bothered by what she can see, and she's bothered by what she's not being told. Clutched in her hands are a pair of decorative chopsticks.]

[video;]

[This is not Sheena's first space rodeo. She figures out what she's supposed to do after no time at all, really, though she's a bit annoyed. The camera shows the purple ninja framed by stars-- the window, she's not floating in space, thank goodness.]

Is this thing on? [She is 100 percent muscle and READY TO TUSSLE.] I'd like to have a few 'words' with whoever's in charge. I was supposed to be going somewhere important, not getting stuck in space again.

Also, the ships outside don't look like they're in good shape. What happened?

everydayhero

Who: Hiro Hamada
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Waystation/Bishop
When: Sometime after the attacks.

[The video opens on Hiro, who's looking over his shoulder at what... looks like it might have once been the Bishop. It really barely survived that battle. He looks a little exasperated, but not visibly injured--at least not what can be seen of him here.]

So, it looks like we've got our work cut out for us. [he glances back to the camera.] For everybody who doesn't know, my name is Hiro Hamada. I'm the engineer on the SS Bishop. I know there aren't enough engineers to go around for the repairs we all need, so I'm going to offer my services. I know my way around things like this. If you need help on your ship, let me know. If you can't do the repairs, but you can work to get parts, I'll take that in payment.

[he looks like he's about to sign off, but he pauses.]

Oh, right. If you're not an engineer in augment, but you can help, make sure you're pulling your weight. The faster we can get done repairing, the faster we can go back to our lives.

selfless

Who: Colette Brunel
Broadcast: Video to the whole fleet
Action: Aboard the Marsiva
When: The day after the attack

Excuse me? Hello! Ah... [She was excited that she finally got her line working to the fleet, but now that she's actually addressing everyone she feels a bit nervous. But she wants to help, and that overrides any nerves that are buzzing around]

My name is Colette Brunel. I just arrived the other day, and I saw... [she pauses, worried] I saw the attack that happened. I'm sorry to ask for help at a time like this, but I'm not sure how to get off of the ship that I'm currently on. If I can leave, I'd like to come and help on the ships that were hurt.

I think-- [it feels strange to say, and doesn't quite feel real] that I understand how to fix some of those ships. I'm not sure how, but I can see some of the damage from here.

So, I hope I can help! And if there's anything that I can do in the meantime before I leave this ship, please let me know.

[mm, she nibbles a bit on her lower lip as if she's not sure if she should say more, but she'll end it there. She feels bad asking for help before she's actually helped anyone, but she has looked all over this ship and hasn't been able to find a way to leave]

thespaceopera

[bright and early one Sunday morning, proximity alarms begin to blare. could it be another set of disorienting malfunctions?

no... this one is for real. the Drift Fleet is under attack!

any ship with a scanning array will pick up a small swarm of ships--roughly the same caliber as the ships in your fleet--swooping in fast from distant space. any pilot, engineer, or communications officer who remembers those strange blips in the radar over the last several months can confirm that this is that very same group that's been following them. this time, they're not leaving room for negotiations, and they will not respond to any hailing or threats. they are on a mission.

within minutes, weapons are live, and the fleet is fired upon. suddenly, the casual drifting of the fleet turns into something much more real, and much more dangerous.

do you follow your augment's call and run to your station? do you flee your responsibilities? do you wish you could help and can't? are the captains leading or floundering, and are their crews even listening?

for a few terrifying moments, the fleet will be hammered, and Atroma is silent. you are all on your own, dear passengers. your little ships are not prepared for this, you have not been trained--and your enemies have no such trouble. a few ships are even shot down, forced to make crash-landings on nearby stations.

things look grim as the terribly-outmatched little fleet fights to defend itself... until the attacking fleet suddenly turns and bolts back into the darkness without warning.

maybe the attack was a warning. maybe they were just testing you. maybe something frightened them off.

whatever the reason, you are all left beaten and confused, without explanation at all.]

ooc post → here
this is a little event to kick off April! and it is essentially a glorified themed mingle, so there is no rush to reply to this immediately. the outcomes of the ships have been predetermined, based on the augments of the crews. all of that information and more (including info for people on hiatus and who wish to opt-out) can be found on the ooc post as well.

flourish or buckle under the pressure, help or hinder, and most importantly-- have fun!

got_it_memorized

Who: Axel and Anybody, really
Broadcast: None planned
Action: On the Tourist
When: The week of April 5-11

[Axel is actually pretty stoked about giving magic lessons. Even if he's not certain Hiro and Steven will be able to produce magic, it'll be kind of nice to do this again. Showing Roxas the ropes and helping him grow and learn had been a really important part of his life, and he hadn't even fully realized it until Roxas was gone. Roxas had given him a purpose beyond just being the Organization's go-to guy when they needed a job done quick and clean, and that's something he misses. He misses purpose. Well, if a Nobody can miss such things. If a Nobody can miss anything.

[~~No, he's certain he misses it. He's certain he misses Roxas, too.~~

[He gave Steven and Hiro open invitations to drop in whenever they had time, so whenever they show up, the lesson can begin! He also gave Kaneis an invitation to pop in to try an orange, since he needs to be educated on such things. Basically, the Tourist is too quiet a lot of the time, so Axel doesn't mind visitors. Wanna hang out? Come on by!]

princessia

Who: Elize Lutus
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Marsiva newcomers only
When: 4/5 - 4/10 (until the next shuffle)

[ The broadcast shows a small, brown blonde-haired girl in a dress of various shades of purple and adorned with ribbons and frills. She looks young, probably only about eleven or twelve.

How she has an understanding to working the communicator console and any other knowledge implanted into her mind is on the bottom of her concerns at the moment. The most important thing right now for her is finding her best friend, Teepo. One moment, she was chasing an Exodus agent and suddenly she found herself waking up in space. ]

Give him back...

[ Elize is tearful and shaken up, clearly distraught. Although she's trying to sound demanding (though it's starting to sound more like begging or desperate pleading from her), she's also dreadfully shy, unable to look directly at the feed for a long period of time.

Her arms feel empty without her stuffed doll in her arms. There's nothing for her to hold on to for security, having her resort to anxiously clasping her hands and looking side to side nervously. Her staff is gone too, which makes her feel even more vulnerable. ]

Please give me back my friend, Teepo. I need him. I can't... I can't...

[ Trailing off, she's unable to finish her sentence as she tries to speak in between sobs and sniffles. Luckily, her crying isn't loud and annoying. Just soft sobs. She could have asked different questions, like why is she here? Where is this place? But no, she needs Teepo.

For anyone else on the Marsiva, she can be found quietly huddled up into a ball off to the side, a corner, or anywhere she thinks she can be away from others. ]

wolfuncaged

Who: Fenris and you!
Broadcast: Video: Fleetwide
Action: Tourist.
When: Today. SPONSOR DROP for all characters who have started a romance aboard the Fleet

( This cut is probably NSFW )

merchantprince

Who: Varric and open
Broadcast: Video, and open!
Action: The Huntress crew & visitors.
When: The end of March (after dragon stuff I guess?)

( [action on the Huntress] )

[video;]

[Varric eventually settles at his desk and turns on the nearest comm console. Honestly, he looks like nothing's changed. At all. But there is a nervous energy in how his fingers dance along the edge of his makeshift desk, rustling some papers.]

Good evening. Did you all miss me? Don't be shy, we have all night. [Is his chest hair visible? Yes it is.]

I think I'm mostly caught up on what I missed during my exceptionally long beauty nap. [His brown eyes glimmer dangerously in the low light.] Something about peasant uprisings and dragons? Sounds like home.

dadlife

Who: Joel and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Paisley
When: 3/21

[The video is... a little awkward at first, but he's not not really used to using technology of this caliber even if he knows what this shit is and already had an idea before the augment helped. He's in a civilian room, presumably his own at this point.

The man on the video looks suspicious, maybe even angry. He's got an intimidating air about him, as if this is just how he is in day-to-day life. Every word he says sounds almost like it's spit. He is clearly unhappy about the circumstance under which he is here.]

Now, I reckon the people in this "fleet" would know the answer to this question. I'm lookin' for a little girl, about 14, with red hair and an attitude. Her name's Ellie. I'm on the--[he makes a face, like he doesn't think this could all possibly be real.]--the Paisley. If you know where she is, tell me.

[Something in his tone says he hopes she isn't, though.

[He doesn't feel the need to give his name just yet. Instead, he goes to turn the feed off, and it takes him a moment longer than others might need to figure out what he's doing before he manages to get it turned off.]

theboogieman

Who: IT'S A GAME MINGLE GET IN THE VAN
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: All of it!
When: Second half of the month.

[hey everyone! how's it been going? how's medieval-fun-time-world treating you? anyone pillaged and burned anything yet? got kicked out of the castle? been planning expeditions? registered for jousting? busy angsting for the last two weeks on your ship?

this is a mingle for everybody, whether they're hiding in the volcano, out and about in the city, or up on one of those random random stations where you can get quirky souvenirs.]

idealistic

Who: Anyone and everyone in the Wonderduck!
Broadcast: YES? NO?? MAYBE???
Action: SHORE
When: All of March!

[ gosh guys it sure is looking tense aboard the Wonderduck. WONDER WHY??? ]

everydayhero

Who: Hiro Hamada and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: SS Bishop!
When: 3/8, in the afternoon

[What's that sound? The sound of an alarm going off. What's that video feed? Well, right now the camera is set on a bobblehead that is rattling like crazy. Its base has been elongated, and from under said base flashes (slowly) a red light. Then it turns blue after two buzzer sounds from the alarm. Then yellow. Then orange. Then green. Then purple. Back to red. It continues to cycle as Hiro turns the camera to face him, and he's bobbing his head with the beat of the buzzer while standing at a control panel of different metal than the ship that has been welded onto the wall by the door to the main deck. Every time he presses a button on said panel, the light changes color. Then he hits a small green button above a large red button on the side, and the whole thing stops.

[Yes, the entire Bishop was just subjected to that without warning.]

Pretty cool, huh?

[Hiro looks like a cat who just caught his very first bird.]

It's all hooked up to our control panels, but I can't program it to do everything I need it to until we have a pilot and a communications officer. Right now, we have fire, gas, and the latter half of the collision alarms. I still need to program one for docking and to hook up another to the radar so we can know when we're headed dangerously close to something that could damage the ship. Right now, we've only got one that tells us we've been hit.

[SHRUG.]

But since, for some reason, everything under the control panel looks like gibberish to me... [he takes a moment to look into the camera like he's on the office] ... we get to wait until we have someone more "competent" [airquotes!] than I am.

[VOICE EDITED IN LATER]

P.S., if there are any communications officers who wanna hop ship over to the Bishop for keeps, let me know. It'll work out best if you're one of two on your current ship.

thespaceopera

[with everyone's augmentations having returned to proper functioning order, all interference has cleared from the network. Atroma's signal comes through loud and clear, with the usual jingle announcing this week's shuffle uninterrupted. and when it finishes, Diamond's voice rings out with overflowing excitement.]

Fifteen ships! ...Have you all looked out the windows, dear passengers? Have you noticed the way that the Fleet swells with life and activity? The SS Paisley drifts with us now, empty and waiting for someone to boldly take command.

...Will it be one of you? Or are we waiting on the next round of intrepid souls to fill her halls? The suspense is palpable! We're on the edge of our seats, here...

The first fifteen of the fleet are flying, and as a reward, they've all received a little boost. Just a little roomier, a little shinier, just for you.

[and she pauses for a deep, satisfied breath. give her just a moment.]

...As such, there are seven new souls joining our ranks this week, replacing the three that are leaving us. Please make them feel welcome!

The fleet is heading toward a special treat this month, since you've all been so wonderful. We will be stopping by one of the most famous historic getaway spots in this stretch of the system, so take advantage of it! There aren't many of these left in such pristine condition, so don't miss out.

And please behave yourselves. ...Though, I don't need to remind you of that, do I?

[she's grinning when she says it. it's there in her voice.]

Remember, the worlds are watching!

ooc post: → here

wilder

Who: Kaneis Major
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS. Wonderduck
When: February 27th

( Action/Video - Filtered to the Wonderduck )

[Public Network Encryption: Public]

[Oh look, maybe he's actually going to be social for once. From the background, it looks like he's hanging out in his ship's quarters. Near him, there looks like there's a tree coming out of the hull. Ah, life with a fairy nature. Also, his hair is short]

So...I've been wondering this for awhile- but is it normal for worlds not to have monsters? Because I've noticed a pretty big lack of them everywhere we go.

thespaceopera

[the interference is much better today! they really must be slowly leaving behind whatever cloud of radiation Diamond has been talking about, as the obligatory jingle comes in close to crystal clear. though, your host's voice still crackles a little before the signal finally irons itself out.]

Good morning, dear passengers-- both old and new! I hope you've all been enjoying all of this excitement! The Fleet is really building momentum, isn't it? The thrill of the local moons, all of this new activity, and our freshly booming ranks!

It's exciting... we're finally getting somewhere...

[she certainly sounds excited. almost edgy about it, really.]

Two whole ships are joining our ranks this week... bringing our number up to fourteen! Fourteen intrepid crews, fourteen fearless captains... [a pause, then] ...Sorry, fifteen. My mistake.

The SS Caprine and SS Starstruck join formation this week, with Captain Chopper and Captain... oh, my apologies again. [another pause...] The message must have gotten a little chewed up, folks. It looks like Captain Ellen-something, but the rest...

[and after another minute of thought, she finally gives up.]

Oh well, let's just go with that. Welcome to Captain Chopper and Captain Ellen! And we've lost Captain Henry this week, but First Mate Kingsley is stepping up to take control of the SS Bishop.

We wish you brave leaders all the luck as the Fleet gears up to make its way out of this region... and into the special surprise waiting for you in the month to come!

Enjoy yourselves! And remember-- the worlds are watching!

ooc post: → here

serpentis

Who: Anyone and Everyone!
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: A ballroom on Adsum
When: 2/21, Evening-Night

[And the night has arrived! Dorian put out an open invitation, and anyone who is interested is welcome to dress up and meet up for a night of dancing and fawning over each other. Make sure to wear your best, everyone! It's a very special episode of Drift Fleet!]

((OOC: There was an open invitiation, but even if your character never replied or has had personal contact with Dorian, feel free to assume he's let them come along or be dragged along by someone else! I'll be tagging some threads, but if you want a thread to be closed, please just say so in the header.))

limitstorm

Who: Riku and Sora, open!
Broadcast: from the Abeo moon!
Action: ... in Abeo prison. 8D
When: Now!

[ the feed flickers on to show two faces--riku and sora. they're both in a dingy, enclosed space, with riku looking a little peeved. ]

Anyone on Abeo, from the Bloodsport? Or... any ship?

Anyone without flashy hair. [ Sora cuts in, looking exasperated. ] Spikes are not flashy. This is...sorta natural. Anyway, we need someone to bail us out!

They're flashy here. [ 8| ] What he said. I can't believe you actually got thrown in jail...

I can't believe you got thrown in jail! [ He gives a tug at the spikes of his hair. They're only half natural, but shhh. ] Apparently if they think your hair is too fancy or weird here, it's a crime. So, we need someone who doesn't look like that or whatever to come get us out. Because you'll get thrown in too, apparently.

[ riku just makes this annoyed noise. ] Of course I got thrown in jail, I look weird! You'd look normal if you didn't spike your hair!

[ And Sora looks SO AFFRONTED. ] At least I don't have old guy hair!

At least I don't have clown shoes!

They aren't clown shoes! And you used to wear waders over your jeans. [ But for all the arguing, neither actually looked legitimately mad. ]

[ it's far more like they're both enjoying ribbing the other, while getting out their frustrations at the situation. ] Used to, but I quit. You're still wearing weird stuff. What was that in the dream world, anyway?

There was nothing weird about my dream world clothes. Was there?

[ riku opens his mouth, but then, looks befuddled... and presses his hand against his mouth. hm. was there...? ]

Exactly. [ he sticks his tongue out at his friend, and then reaches for the device. ] I think we're getting off track.

--hey, if you wanted to make your own broadcast, you should've remembered yours. [ shaking his head. ] Whatever the bail is, I'll pay it back to whoever gets us out. I've got more than enough.

ladiesss

Who: Krista Kingsley
Broadcast: Video, to the whole network!
Action: Bishop, if applicable...
When: Right now!

[your resident jaded teenage goth is looking particularly cheery today! soft-spoken as usual, but pretty excited about something! she's holding up her communicator so that everyone can see the inside of her personal office--the only perk of being a Personnel Officer.]

Hey guys! So, Chris just gave me the best idea... I know that some of us are already stocking up on as many books as we can get our hands on while we're near civilization, and I've already got like, three people I'm going to end up swapping reading with, but what about this.

[she swings around to show the desk and couch, showing the space.] I've got this room, right? Part of whatever my augment's got going on... I could turn it into a library! You guys can shuttle books over to the Bishop when you're done reading them, and then anyone can check them out.

[she starts listing things off on her fingers...] I can catalog them, sort them by topic, make a system so we know which books are going where... Maybe keep stuff like blueprints and maps, too, so that it can be accessed from one place. Oh! And I was thinking of making physical copies of all the network entries and stuff that's stored in the ship computers, in case, I don't know, the network becomes irreversibly corrupted and we need to look up old shit.

[she's so excited. she's so excited. it's probably boring archival work, but she looks like a kid in a candy store.]

In the reverse, if someone out there can make me some kind of a scanner, maybe we can create digital copies of all these books, so I could just send them out to the ship computers if there's a request. Like, someone could just say, hey, do you have anything about giant space wasps? And I'd be like, bam, files sent. That'd be so cool.

aberrant_type

Who: Zoe Hange
Broadcast: Yes, fleetwide video
Action: If you're on the Red Fish
When: 2/16 early afternoon

[Tap-tap-tappity goes Hange's finger on the mic, and the speakers pop-pop-pop in response. There's a moment's pause, and then Hange flicks the setting from audio to video and grins at the camera.]

Good afternoon, everyone! New arrivals and parties being planned, I see everyone's keeping busy. Good, good! The fastest way to get bored is to give yourself nothing to do!

Speaking of that - I've been working on a little something I'd like to rope the whole fleet into, if ships are willing! It'd be to the benefit of all of us, hopefully, and I think it would boost morale around here too. We aren't meant to be crammed in these cans with no sky and no trees around. So!

[Up pop some drawings, in front of the screen. It looks like a vertical setup of... troughs? Deep troughs with some other stuff thrown in there. Hange's voice continues cheerfully from behind her papers.]

What I'd like to do is get us microfarming! I took as many samples as I could from that forest, so we have some stock to start with. I'm looking especially at producing edible plants and those with medicinal purposes! Vertical arrangement would be more space-efficient then horizontal. I'm hoping to start things off on the Red Fish, and if we see success, build similar setups in the ships of those who are interested! One of our young engineers seems confident he can set us up with growlights, so that'd mitigate the lack of sunlight we see on these ships. And I know we have some people around who are excellent at working with plants!

[She drops the papers, grins sunnily at the camera again.]

Of course, they'd require tending to. That's why I'm broaching the idea to everyone!

( private to Kaneis; )

( private to Hiro; )

unconfines

Who: Anders
Broadcast: FLEETWIDE VIDEO HIT IT
Action: SS Golden
When: 2/14, not long after shuffling WE ARE BACKDATING THIS MY FRIENDS

[He surprises himself when the feed clicks on easily enough. It's unsettling, but at least it's simple. He can bury the unsettling parts.

Those of you who are familiar—or who have had enough introductions to become familiar—might recognize the striped grey and blue of a Grey Warden uniform, with its high, studded collar, and the curled griffon on the shoulder.

Anders is, for his part, smiling broadly.]

So! Now that I've gotten through the "manhandled into a tin can" bit, closely followed by the "manhandled into a slightly smaller tin can" bit, I thought I'd take some time to say hello. Is everyone comfortable? Because I am not, thanks for asking. [beat] Does it ever bother you how terribly one-sided this is?

[Let him talk and he'll talk. Congratulations on being the captive audience.

Right, back on track.]

Now, I don't usually mind a bit of manhandling, of course, but even I have some standards. It was all terribly anticlimactic. Hardly a kidnapping at all, really.

Anyhow. [with a bit more grandeur:] I believe introductions are in order, don't you? I'm going to eat this [he lifts the little dessert cream in a toast] so you go first.

[Ready: go.]

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video ► nothing left for us to find

#003 [Video]

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Alert! Alert!

Magic Lessons et al!

01 ❀

002 - Looks like a discoball and tastes like strawberries and dreams

action/video ♪ tfw no bianca

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duck, duck, wonderduck

#002 [Video]

assume formation

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Sound-off, one, two

THE GALA ON ADSUM (Mingle Log)

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