driftfleet | Entries tagged with asteffiel

Who: Asteffiel
Broadcast: Yes
Action: For Tourist
When: 1/22, noonish-

... I guess space means that Tixx and Toxx can't get here. I guess that's a good thing? Because then there's no Toypocalypse.

[ Guess who finally feels safe about bringing up Wintersday. ]

... Or maybe he did show up, and Toxx just didn't do anything. I keep finding candy.

[ Which totally means tiny asura 'santa' happened and he didn't notice.

He's silent for a moment, looking in thought, before he brightens - a little literally, his eyes dimmed a little when he was thinking there. ]

I also have apples that taste pretty good. If anyone wants to try them. Or has seeds they want to have grown!

innercactus

Who: Tourist Crew and... anyone who wants to stop by/bug any one of them-
Broadcast: Nope-
Action: On the Tourist / maybe waystations
When: 11/25 on

[ Get back to their ship, the halls are weird, their captain is missing.

This will be fun, right? ]

thespaceopera

[The weekly Shuffle doesn't happen quite as it should. No new passengers appear on the ships, and no message is sent in from the hosts. The usual day comes and goes without a stir.

And then, on the second day, another one of those surges of static comes in over the speakers, breaking apart for a voice in the background. It's Diamond, and she sounds too far away from the receiver. She also doesn't sound quite like herself-- her tone flat and cold. Disappointed.]

--I know. I can't. [A pause of empty air, before a short, decisive sigh.] ...Yes. Bring them in.

[A blip of lost time passes right after those words, before every passenger mysteriously wakes alone in their own unfamiliar room. They have never seen this room before, but those familiar with the Hospitality Deck of the Marsiva might recognize the style of decor. It sounds and smells the same as the host ship as well--clean and chrome--but this set of rooms have never been ventured into before.

Welcome back to the Marsiva, dear passengers.]

ooc info:
Happy belated birthday, Drift Fleet! This is the first official mingle for the Season Finale event. As always, this is very backtag friendly-- including the Hosts section below. Take a look at the event information, then jump in and enjoy!

Event information → Here!

innercactus

Who: Asteffiel
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Tourist if they want
When: sometime 9/29

I need help. [ There's a little bit of a whine to his voice today. He is holding up a pair of small-ish apples. They're definitely ripe, just on the small side. One has a bite taken out of it- ]

I grew them, but they don't taste good at all... Does someone want to make sure it isn't just me?

[ HE WANTED TO GROW THESE SO FENRIS WOULDN'T HATE HIM, but.. giving him gross apples would make it worse, wouldn't it. ]

Also, how do you know it is your birthday? I feel like it ought to be, because the date says so, but... Are you supposed to feel any different? How do you count, after you reach one year? Do you keep adding months?

[ Yes, Asteffiel the adult looking plant hasn't had a birthday before. Sylvari. ]

deshabille

Who: Maladicta & u
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: if you want!! she's on the caprine!!!
When: rite meow, since this is a thing we say now

I believe Sergeant Polly Perks has left the Fleet.

[There is a brief pause here, less to signify anything like grief or sorrow and more to allow space for a subject change.]

I probably should have brought this up earlier, but in the interests of being fully prepared for all eventualities - what technologies or techniques are used in the future to revitalize dead land? I'm assuming even in space you have to feed people.

. . . I'd ask if there's a way to replicate these bizarre cubes outside of the Fleet, but I don't think the people of Borogravia would put up with a diet that didn't consist of 50% potatoes.

mylegacy

Who: Caesar Zeppeli & u
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: None this time!
When: Late night, 7/28

( 1 am. )

( public : text : 2 am )

I have questions about nightmares.

Do you have them? How often? What do you do to make them go away?

( ooc ; caesar is affected by augment glitches / compulsion! )

kill_switch

Who: Imperator Furiosa
Broadcast: Yes; Accidental arrival video
Action: Marsiva
When: 7/24

Broadcast

[There's not much in the way of audio to this feed. Furiosa wakes and sits up, casting a wary eye over her surroundings. Her right hand reaches up to ghost fingers over her face, where she found her previous wounds nonexistant. How long had she been she out? They couldn't have cleared up overnight. That wasn't possible. Her attention shifts to find her clothes are cleaner than they've ever been, quite literally, and the idea that she was out of the them for any length of time it took to get them clean was disconcerting. Her neutral expression pulls into a slight frown.

The room is unfamiliar, the architecture and decor too clean and sterile. It's an alien environment, for someone who's spent a lifetime in a poisoned world, surrounded by dust and wind and scorching sun. She doesn't trust it.

Furiosa finally stands, and it's here the camera gets a good angle on her left arm, ending in a stump just below the elbow. It doesn't seem to deter Furiosa much as she stops to finally pick up the communicator and turn it over in her right hand. This is certainly unlike any tech she'd seen before. And why was that little red light blinking?]

Action

It's time to survey her surroundings. Her thick boots make a resonating tok tok tok as she takes long strides through the Hospitality Deck on the Marvisa. Her augment is filling in some of the gaps; the idea of the vastness of space and existence of other planets and star systems, but she's still wary. What happened at the Citadel that brought her here? Where were the others, the Wives? The Warboys?

Once she reaches the viewing bay, she'll stick around for a while. It is so absolutely unlike any other vista she's ever seen; foreign and exotic in ways she can't even describe. It was one thing to be looking up into a star-studded sky from the ground, shifting sand under her feet, a chilled nighttime breeze, but it's something else altogether to see it from within the void itself; from relative safety and comfort within the ship.

The cafeteria is greeted with wariness. While her world had a severe shortage of food and water, she was unwilling to trust such an unlimited supply right off the bat. She wasn't that hungry, yet. She would stay a while, observing others, noting their habits and trying to see if there were any lingering effects.

thespaceopera

[it may be too optimistic to hope that it has something to do with respect, but Atroma has been very quiet. in the wake of the growing stillness on the Iskaulit, neither of the fleet's hosts have broken the peace with their chipper voices.

if the passengers are being watched as closely as they always claim, it is being done in silence.

whether or not the remainder of the living bugs are being kept somewhere for observation, and regardless of the fact that the discussion of what to ultimately do with the ship is still ongoing, it has been generally agreed that something respectful should be done with the dead, and that the remaining spores should be washed away.

so, this will all be done through a combined effort of vacuum and fire, and the time for this purge has been set.

feet on the ground are needed to prepare the foreign ship for purging--securing anything that could be damaged, and safely packing away delicate data-storing instruments and anything belonging to the fleet itself. anyone willing to help could surely find something to do.

and for anyone wishing to bless, reflect, honor, or pray... now is the time to do so. whether aboard the Iskaulit itself before the purge, offering a voice over the network, or simply watching from nearby shuttles and ships, this is the fleet's moment to help send off the crew of the Iskaulit with dignity.]

ooc: this is the final IC mod post for June! the purge itself will be implied for the most part, but anyone with skills in mechanics or fire-controlling may assume they were involved.

this post specifically is for any interactive threads involved in the final days before the Iskaulit is cleaned, and anything funerary, including broadcasts. even if you just want to put up a closed comment describing what private way your character is taking part in this makeshift 'ceremony,' go for it.

an OOC post summarizing and officially wrapping up the rest of June will go up as soon as we're able.

geonomy

Who: Clay Terran and all of YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Vanquish, bridge
When: 6/29, afternoon

[When the video comes on, Clay's looking at it with a big, excited grin on his face that seems to only increase in wattage once he realizes it's on. He sits back on his heels then, arms wrapped around his knees, though they probably won't stay like that for long.]

I haven't been here very long, but I've still met so many people with such cool powers! [And, indeed, he begins to gesture and lean forward as he describes each power.] Super strength, fighting with magic cards, reality bending, and flight! I never even knew those kinds of things were possible outside of comic books and tv shows!

[He rocks back again, arms winding around his knees once more as he seems to calm just a bit.]

So tell me about your powers. What are they like? Is it natural to you, or do you... I don't know, have to call on something in order to make it happen? And for you people who don't have powers, like me, what kind do you wish you had? [And the thought of it just makes him move once more, arms out and gesturing.] If I could have powers, I'd have flight, the ability to breathe anywhere I wanted, and super durability. Or maybe - maybe adaptability? That way I could go into space any time I wanted without getting into a heavy suit!

[... Aaand calm again.] So, yeah. Powers? I really want to know. It's of astronomical importance.

thespaceopera

[a distress call has been tracked across the void, finally leading back to the source. a hulking crippled ship, teeming with hostile alien life, now lies before you.

what do you do? do you dive in or hang back? are you here to learn, play, build, or observe?

however you choose to proceed, your audience is out there somewhere, watching.]

ooc: here is a good ol' themed mingle to get you all started! and don't feel limited by the prompts and what they describe--they're just there as idea-starters, so feel free to go anywhere and do anything.

have fun!

info post→ here

innercactus

Who: Asteffiel
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Tourist
When: June 9th

Guess who hadn't noticed the planet had a hold on him? The plantman!

Guess who just figured out that his fascination with it wasn't just because they finally got to another planet.

Asteffiel's use of video is probably not good for anyone's stomach. He's shaking (like a leaf, hahahaha-), and appears to be hiding under a table, given that it's not night time, and he's glowing. It just has the side effect of making his eyes appear particularly bright off-white, which doesn't help his nervous rambling at the video. Which he managed to turn on after he started talking...

"-t just me, or was it others? I don't want it to be just me, I don't I don't! If something could talk to me, does that mean that other things could talk to me? I was fine against Mor... Mord... More Dead Moths, but is it because I am not home? Am I too far from Mother? Mother I am sorry I made bad friends, I don't want More Dead Moths to get me like Lilac!" Is more or less the gist of his rambling into the device. There are repeats, but it's pretty clear that he's rather terrified of something being able to mess with his head.

So he's hiding in one of the medical bay cabinets.

forgetyourusedtobe

Who: Elena & you!!!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva, if any
When: May 20th

[Elena accidentally manages to start broadcasting as she's moving through the hallway. The camera follows the light swing of her arm, providing a view of the floor and her legs. She's silent, although really tamping down on the urge to call to people she knows. Staying quiet and remaining as inconspicuous as possible seems like the more logical thing to do in this situation.]

[It's only once she's come to the viewing bay that Elena stops short with a small gasp.]

Oh my God...

[She had been debating if this was a dream or real, but something about seeing outside into space makes this all very, very real. Slowly, she approaches the glass. She places both hands on the glass and through her fingers, you finally get a look at the girl accidentally broadcasting to the entire fleet, confused and upset.]

princessia

Who: EVERYONE!
Broadcast: Maybe, if you want?!
Action: The Planet
When: From May 11th until the end of the month

[ Willing to venture away from the casinos and investigate the nearby green planet? Here's your chance, now that it's in range!

THIS IS A MINGLE. GET HERE. ]

[ Make your own prompts, explore the planet, spend a night there, piss it off by taking its plants, whatever! MAY STAR SYSTEM OOC POST for your reference on getting through the orbit, what's on the planet, etc.! ]

justamobster

Who: Ladon Ceto and yooooou~
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Waystation, near a non-fleet ship.
When: Prior to leaving the waystation/VRD area (obviously)

[ There's a sniff when the feed kicks on, like someone with allergies or a slightly runny nose. When Ladon finally speaks, he sounds a bit out of breath. ]

Anyone wanna make some quick dough? Need some help loadin' a shuttle. By the red and black ship, one that ain't ours. Might pay extra if you don't go askin' too many questions.

[ Action; ]

[ Ladon can be found loitering around a non-fleet ship with an open cargo bay and one of the Tourist's shuttles. The ship appears to be outfitted to carry cargo, a good seven large crates of which have been brought down to the end of the loading ramp.

Ladon himself looks a little worse for wear. The sniffing appears to be the result of a bloody nose, which he keeps mopping with a handkerchief. His one eye is starting to turn black and blue, and there are a few spatters of blood that have likely ruined his new white t-shirt, along with a tear at the shoulder.

More observant parties might notice the taste of electricity in the air and the subtle smell of some sort of gasoline/lighter fluid-like chemical. Whoever the crew are for this ship, none of them are around. There are a few smears of blood on the loading ramp, but nothing large enough to indicate anything too nefarious.

Something's fishy, but that's why he's offering extra money for no questions asked, after all. ]

paeon

WHO O'danya Mitnu / OPEN
BROADCAST Fleet-wide video!
ACTION SS Caprine!
WHEN Today, April 23rd!

[ When the video flickers to life, it's to a cat girl in what looks like some really cute and supremely comfortable clothes. She waves pleasantly and then clears her throat. Weirdly enough, her accent is... Welsh? Okay then. ]

Hello! My name is O'danya, and I've come to realize that I've a talent that might be very useful to the people stranded here with not much option for clothing. Simple clothes or our jumpsuits may be fine for some, but for others it is only an insult to our true potential.

That is why I'm offering my services as a master weaver and leatherworker to create outfits for anyone who would like them. Of course, this will not be free, but if you are willing to provide your own materials, I'll be much more accommodating in price. [ That gets a grin. She won't scalp you guys... much... ] That said, leather itself is difficult to find out on stations like this, but I've still some circles left over from our visit to Mor — outfits including them will full price for the rarity of material.

Anyroad, if you'd like to hire me, please contact me here or personally on my communicator at [ number ]. There's no reason any of us should live in more discomfort than we must, wouldn't you say?

peacockherald

Who: Vanyel + Tourist Crew + Anyone
Broadcast: VRD, yes
Action: S.S. Tourist + Station/VRD
When: After the shuffle for the Tourist, anytime after shuffle for station/VRD

( Anyone Home? - Tourist Crew )

( Station )

( VRD - Large & Small | Broadcast )

innercactus

Who: Asteffiel
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Tourist (And anyone who wants to wander on?)
When: 4/19

[ Asteffiel has been moderately busy all day. In the morning, he's taken a large pot and a small one and has been boiling... chopped up leaves. He leaves them alone for the most part, but comes back with a wad of thread and what might be recognizable as a jumpsuit, boils them in the pots, and then vanishes into the medical bay again. What is he doing? Find out?

Or wait until later, when he sets the video up on a table, slightly obstructed by one of his potted plants. ]

I fixed it.

[ And here he holds up what might have been a jumpsuit. It's now dark green instead of charcoal, with a brighter purple embroidery in spine-y patterns. Might look like a plant's patterns. And it is also a short sleeved coat, instead of a jumpsuit. ]

got_it_memorized

Who: The crew of the Tourist and potential visitors
Broadcast: probably not
Action: on the Tourist!
When: The week of April 12-18

[So the Tourist finally gets a female crew member! Hurray for representation! Or something. This is going to make quarters kind of awkward, but at least they have shields now, right?]

twocomplex

Who: GAME-WIDE MINGLE aka everyone
Broadcast: If you want
Action: The Stations!
When: From 04/05 through the month of April.

[Well, that all sure happened. But at least you have the waystations! Whether you want to stock up on supplies, work, trade, or visit the very fancy Virtual Reality Dome, it's bound to be a nice break from the attacks of the 5th.

Make your own prompts, set up your own Virtual Realities, etc! For reference, the OOC post with info is over here!]

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.

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two ○ voice / text

[Open]

let us bow our heads

002 - Take your protein pills and put your helmet on ; video

A cry for help

03 - though shadows fall

Є001

THE PLANET MINGLE

03 // Audio;

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