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Who: Lunafreya Nox Fleuret and YOOOU.
Broadcast: Yes; Fleet wide.
Action: No.
When: 5/16.

[ This is not a place Luna expected to be back in, and yet fate has once again intervened and she finds herself in familiar territory. Granted, she's stuck on the Marsiva and she knows that she's going to be here for the next few days, but that isn't going to stop her from letting her presence be known. She doesn't know who is here now; if her friends and extended family from her previous stay still remain or not, but there is only one way to find out.

The view starts out a bit shaky as she adjusts her communicator, apparently trying to prop it up, until the video feed focuses in on Lunafreya as she moves to stand in focus. She offers a small, polite bow of greeting that may be familiar to those who remember her from before, and when she straightens, a small smile pulls at her lips. ]

Good day to everyone. My name is Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, and I have been here before. Granted, I know not how many moons have passed since the last I was here, but I was wondering just whom here from my own world remains, and if there was anyone still here with whom I was fortunate enough to forge a friendship with before. Regardless, I am pleased to meet everyone once more, and I pray that we are all able to work together in harmony and get to know one another again. Thank you so much for your time.

[ Luna bows once more, and the feed cuts. All that's left now is to wander the Marsiva and hope that someone out there will respond. ]

ikenai

Who: Mikumo Guynemer

ikenai & various
Broadcast: Yep
Action: On the Bloodsport, at the Melting Pot, various spots on the Iskaulit, and down on Lyndia
When: 4/22 to 5/19

( I'm Burning Up Inside )

rheecon

Who: Glenn Rhee & anyone! <3
Broadcast: Fleetwide & Personal
Action: Goldstone
When: April 19th, shortly after his return

[ It's been a few hours since he woke up back on the Goldstone, long enough to compose himself through the lingering dread, to find out about recent departures and weather a different kind of shock. He throttles that down for the moment, long enough to reach out... ]

[ video | broadcast ]

Uh, hey. I just wanted to let people know that I'm back. Though I guess I didn't actually go anywhere?

[ His brow furrows, the tone is a little questioning, dubious – it's all very disorienting, suddenly missing a month and change. And on top of that, right out of calibrations... but he shrugs it off, retaining a carefully composed demeanor. ]

Anyway. I'm back on the Goldstone, and... if I missed anything important, let me know? [ With a small, tight-lipped smile, ] Thanks.

( video | personal, to: daryl dixon, carl grimes, aaron )

( action | goldstone )

postocular

Who: Aaron, Carl Grimes, & Natasha Romanoff
Broadcast: no
Action: Iskaulit gym
When: Sometime in April

( Public areas mean an open invitation, right? )

customplates

Who; Aaron and you!
Broadcast; Yes
Action; Various (Planetside and around)
When; All March

Broadcast-Audio | Fleetwide

[Aaron does clear his throat before speaking.]

So, this planet seems interesting. Does anyone want to go exploring? Maybe just get out into something a little more open than the ships? Personally, it's been way too long since I've smelled pine.

(OOC: If you'd like to do anything specific, like meet and greets or just hanging out, feel free to post a starter, or drop me a line on plurk (

vikael) if you want to hash out details. Individual starters for things we're already discussed below!)

this_loser

Who: All Y'all
Broadcast: No
Action: Bloodsport
When: Post-calibration thru March

[It's March mingle madness! Get it while it's hot.]

postocular

Who: Red Fish Crew & You!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Red Fish
When: March

Time to get your post-Calibration mingling on!

nightroadsaint

Who: Abel Nightroad and open to everyone
Broadcast: Accidental video, fleetwide
Action: Here, there, and everywhere, wandering around, Marsiva. Someone please help him.
When: Backdated to yesterday March 1st (Friday) before he gets transferred to SS Caprine the next day, and the ship is under attack.

[Good afternoon, Fleet. There's a tall, silver-haired, bespectacled gentleman wearing what seems like a priest garb of his fashion, wandering around the ship's halls. He was a bit of a mess, his hair tangled, and very groggy because he just woke up and had slept for a very long time.

Smiling into the camera.]

Um...right hello? Hello? Hellooooo? Is this thing on and working? So, I just woke up from a very long nap. I think I'm dreaming, but...am I really in outer space? I just take a look out the windows and all I see are stars, lots of them. I wonder how I end up here...

My name is Father Abel Nightroad. It's nice to meet you.

I hope everything is for free here, I ran out of money. I thank you for the free desserts and hospitality. Can I help myself to the food here? I would like lunch...I'm very hungry. I didn't have breakfast today. Your help is appreciated, I think I'm lost.

thespaceopera

[In the very early hours of January 20th, as the Marsiva and her captives drift nonchalantly through the depths of the universe, there is a call. Every single personal communicator and console springs to life, spitting out a stream of indecipherable static and showing only gray snow on screen. It continues like this for a few seconds longer, going black and then going staticky, and then the signal switches to the encrypted channel generally used for speaking to the Interceptors when something big goes down.

This is a little more successful. The voice may be familiar to some, at least through the static.]

Zhade here! I trust I ███ your attention? I'm having some ██▓▓ble ██tting through. Some of the ░▓██▓█ are missing. I can't ░▓▓▓ read on their loc█████ns. [A particularly long burst of static.] ███stening. I'll s█▓▓█ more inf██▓▓▓▓▓█ I get it.

Stay sharp! [There's the sound of someone actually doing the fingerguns wink noise, and then static.

Any messages sent back won't get through, and Zhade isn't there to answer.]

[ A blip of lost time passes right after those words, before every passenger mysteriously wakes alone in their own unfamiliar room. The style of decor resembles that of the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck, if any passengers should remember what that's like. It sounds and smells the same as the host ship as well, all clean and chrome.

Welcome back to the Marsiva, dear passengers. It's time for round three of calibrations. ]

[ This mingle will cover all non-calibration room interactions. Please continue to come back to it for the duration of the plot! You are, of course, free to post any other mingles/posts/etc. that you'd like. ]

customplates

Who: Aaron + You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Iskaulit/Planetside (Bloodsport common room for that broadcast if you wanna)
When: Throughout December (until they leave)

Audio; Broadcast Fleetwide

[Aaron is making his transmission from the common room on the Bloodsport, so if you're around, feel free to stumble upon him.]

Good morning, everyone. At...least I think it's morning. Anyway, I've been all over this ship, a few others, and the Iskaulit and I've found a photography studio, more than one restaurant, a library, two bars, several different times of relaxation and reflection spaces just to name a few, but no place that seems set up to get any firearms practice in. I think it might be important, seeing as a lot of our ship provide crew members with sidearms. Does...anyone know how we go about getting something like that established? Do we just...pick a space and take it?

( Iskaulit - Library | OTA )

( Planetside - In Town | shopping | ota )

( Planetside - In Town | sightseeing | ota )

customplates

Who: Aaron
Broadcast: Network - OTA
Action: Anywhere aboard the SS Bloodsport
When: Saturday

ACTION » SS BLOODSPORT

[The new arrival on the bridge makes a quick getaway, out of the lights and the sounds of the area and into the corridor, slipping as best he can with his 6'1" frame into the shadows just on the other side of the doorway (but not before pocketing a couple of those pudding cups, one can never be too greedy when it comes to sources of food).]

This can't be real.

[The words are uttered just above a whisper before he reaches to his belt, where an empty knife case hangs, and his slightly uneasy disbelief is quickly replaced with panic as he pats his pockets (however unlikely it is that he absentmindedly slipped a big knife into a pocket instead of his holster). He takes a steadying breath, eyes darting about before heading forward warily, slipping into the kitchen/galley area. Seeing no one else around after checking several hiding places, anyone who investigates the sounds of opening drawers will find a man with curly, dirty blood hair rifling through the utensil drawers looking for...something.

Once he's found a steak knife (which is better than nothing, thanks), he's going to continue exploring every door he can open on this ship, so the odds of him stumbling upon another crew member are pretty high. No matter what state he finds them in, he raises his hands to show he means no harm.]

I don't want any trouble. I just need some answers. My name is Aaron.

NETWORK BROADCAST » AUDIO

[Later, once he's gotten his bearings more he makes the following broadcast, careful and diplomatic in his wording. He still doesn't know what to make of this place or the people in it, and he doesn't blindly trust people the way he used to.]

Hello. I've only just arrived recently, and I'm under the impression many of you have been here for much longer. If you can offer me any sort of insight into this setup, I'd really appreciate it. To start things off slow and hopefully on the right foot, my name's Aaron, and I've been assigned as a Communications Officer on the SS Bloodsport.

Also, if the following names sound familiar, or you happen to own any of them, I'd be happy to hear from you:

Rick Grimes. Daryl Dixon. Glenn Rhee. Maggie Greene. Abraham Ford. Rosita Espinosa. Michonne. Carl Grimes. Sasha Williams.

[He lets a moment pass before ending his broadcast.]

Thank you for time and any help you can offer.

deptofsass

Who: Steve Wandsworth and YOU!
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: SS First Breath, possibly moving elsewhere (there may or may not be teleportation involved?)
When: backdated to Sunday night, 5/10

[ Steve was never really into taking videos of himself back home, but it seems here, he just can't get enough of his own face. ~~Surprising no one~~. In any case, he's back making another broadcast. He seems to be using his wand to levitate the camera. Whatever care he had for the International Statute of Secrecy is officially long gone. The video's a bit staticky with interference, but it's no big deal. ]

Anybody else tried their luck in the casinos? You can win some pretty interesting prizes. Plus, the people watching's aces. You never know who you'll bump into. [ He winks at the camera, the kind of wink that's directed at someone in particular. You know who you are.

Anyway, moving on! ] If it's not immediately obvious, I've got my wand back. Which means I am back on for that magic... club... thing. [ He makes a vague gesture with his left hand. ] Is that still on? [ He shrugs. ]

Whatever. Bored now. Oh, I do wonder, however shall I relieve myself of this boredom?

[ And, with one last cheeky grin, he ends the broadcast. ]

save_the_souls

Who: YOU! ME! EVERYBODY!
Broadcast: MAYBE!
Action: Casino Stations and regular waystations.
When: First half of May!

[Welcome to the Roads to Riches, lucky members of the fleet! Come here for a wonderful mingle for all your gambling and waystation needs! IN OTHER WORDS, GET IN HERE ITS TIME FOR A MINGLE]

[OOC INFORMATION POST]

killedwithlove

Who: Cole and EVERYONE
Broadcast: No
Action: EVERY ship in the Fleet, bar Marsiva, Three Twins and Tourist (Though you can easily find him on another ship if you're from one of those)
When: First week of the month?

[This is a thing Cole does.

He travels the Fleet a lot, from ship to ship, meeting people, talking to people, hanging out. He sees people he knows and meets new ones, or ones he just didn't encounter before

He wants to help everyone. Which means meeting them first. Or finding them. Doing that might involve poking through the ships, even if he really shouldn't. Or going through personal belongings. Sorry about that. He's curious.

And armed. It is worth mentioning he's got a pair of wickedly sharp fighting knives on his back. Sorry about that as well.]

noctiphile

Who: Mattias Larnaca
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: general waystation area?? vague hand gestures
When: April 22nd

[Lo and behold: Mattias fretting on a bench. It's not an obvious sort of motion, restricted to subtle shifts and twitching fingers, but it's noticeable enough to matter. He's hunched over the comm and what little the background shows is unrevealing. The corner of a building here, the awning of a kiosk there, everything unspecific.]

It's been quite a month, hasn't it? What with the attacks... [he drifts off, never very good with small talk. One of the many gifts he lacks.] It's been good to watch all the repairs. People working together... [Wow, he sure does suck at this. He chews his lip, glancing around as if looking for help. Nope. Nothing. Maybe he'll just get to the point.]

Still, tensions must be running high. Stress and such. Always have a way of sinking in. I've my own, of course. My ship fared poorly in the attacks and that—[He glances away, head sinking slightly.]—it's been the lesser of many events. I don't mean to complain but the effects are starting to wear. My usual methods aren't working. Reading—I just can't seem to concentrate and beyond that... Well. I've little else.

[He sighs, leaning back and running a hand through his hair. It messes it up a bit, but he's careful to smooth it back down.] It feels inappropriate to ask something so selfish but I'm at a loss. And there are a great many things that all of you know... [That I don't is heavily implied. He glances away, switching the comm to one hand so he can properly wring his wrist.] So, I was wondering—how do you cope? With... all of this. It doesn't have to be personal just. Just simple things. Like... jumping off a building. [Immediately, he scrunches his eyes closed.] —Bad example. But, you know what I mean.

[Fiddling nervously, he searches for something else to say, finds nothing, and cuts the feed. ]

proudlywehailed

Who: Steve Rogers (Winter Soldier)
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: SS Golden
When: Post-shuffle

[The scene opens on the face of a man who looks to be in his thirties at most, with a short, thick beard and buzzed blond hair. His blue eyes have an icy edge to them, despite being more curious than anything, and he speaks in a low tone.]

... I'm guessing I don't get a choice here. No exits, right?

[At least he seems to know for sure that he should be getting a response.]

mysterzie

WHO "Adra" & YOU
BROADCAST Fleet-wide video!
ACTION Starstruck or waystations.
WHEN Tomorrow, April 19th. (Which means post-shuffle.)

Okay, as it turns out... it's really hard to get in contact with people when you don't have their names or their ships or their numbers. But—I'm trying this responsibility thing and I want to give those powers back. The ones I had to borrow last week? But I can't find any of you! Good job. Bunch of winners here.

[ SIGH. ]

Right, okay, I'm not who I look like, either. Not... Adra. Actually asked him beforehand, too, so fuck off about that. But if you gave your powers away last week, that was me. Let's see... Allen, Katara, and, uh, two short blondes. About so-high. [ Yep, there's a motion here for Steffa and Shirley's heights. SURPRISE, SHIRLEY. ] Let me know where you are, and I'll give them back. Like I said I would.

tothefly

Who: Natasha
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: pre-Shuffle (4/18)

( [Audio/Video] )

( [Action, early:] )

( [Action, later] )

lord_wizard

Who: Starstruck crew and visitors!
Broadcast: Not unless you want to
Action: SS Starstruck
When: Second half of April?

[The Starstruck is kind of in tatters these days, and that's not just the ship we're talking about. The repairs are going slowly and it seems half the crew is ready to kill each other. Or something.

Whether you're a part of the crew, visiting, or here to help with the pile of repairs, step lightly!]

mysterzie

WHO "Ino" & YOU
BROADCAST Fleet-wide video!!
ACTION Starstruck for anyone that might look in the cargo bay.
WHEN April 12th.

[ Ino, what'choo doin'? She looks... strained. Stressed, but trying to hold it together. She's sitting in front of the camera, taking a deep breath as if to prepare herself for what she is about to say. ]

Hey, guys. This is really sudden, but I need to ask a favor of anyone who'd listen. It's important! I've got this friend... he's got a huge problem. Back where he's from, some people can hold a lot of powers in them, not magic or anything like that, and they need to take even more in sometimes or they go crazy. Or die.

Does anyone have any powers they could... lend him? He'll give them back, he promises, it's just—[ She reaches up, clutches at her chest like it's hurting her to think about it. Judging by the slight sheen of sweat on her face, maybe it is. ]—he needs help really badly. I'm worried about him, and there's not much I can do...

[ Her head dips, long bangs covering her face before she sucks in a breath, part for the show and part out of real difficulty in keeping herself together right now, before her hand snaps out and she turns off the feed to collect herself. ]

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Entries tagged with aaron

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1st Score ♭ I Still Want To Know More

video + action | a return

action;; closed

003; Planetside and Catchall

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Red Fish Mingle!

video/action

the white noise is deafening silence

002; Some sightseeing and such

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leviOHsa, not levioSAH

ROADS TO RICHES MINGLE POST

Open Action: Fleet Wide

video;

file 001

oo3 / video

Intro: action/video

Queue me up, I'm the twelve on your table

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