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Who: Michael & you??
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Marsiva, like there is anyone THERE RIGHT NOW.
When: Idk the 20th? Let say that??? don't ask me.

[ The feed flicks on and he is upside down, giving the thing the same sort of look someone would give a person who turned out to have two extra heads talking in tongues. Or if those two heads were actually snakes, or dragons. Michael turns it until he appears on an angle, then shakes it, disrupting the feed with a few erratic shakes. ]

It's broken. [ He announces to practically no one, his voice is rough - gravely - as if he hasn't been using it for a while. ] This is fucking stupid. Send me back I'd rather deal with the bullshit tower and dumb robots. I had a comfy bed there, and a room, and people that didn't smell like shit. Or rotting bodies.

[ Last he remembers Robin's still there, along with all some other people he can't be bothered remembering the names of (Tabby, he remembers Tabby at least). He'll be pissed if he disappears again. Michael scoffs, leaning back and lifting the camera above his head. ]

This place also looks like shit. Couldn't kill you to add a few more colors in here or something, my damn eyes feel like they're gonna melt.

deshabille

Who: Mal
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Caprine
When: After the shuffle!

[The first thing she did once she got a good handle on exactly what was going on - which, for the record, she did not need help with, she is a perfectly capable and independent adult vampire, it's fine - was dive into the engine room and begin to pull things apart. There is knowledge brimming out of her mind that she has no origin for or control over, it's chaotic and it's mad and she loves it.]

[She broadcasts from the engine room, looking at a wrench admiringly. She's messy and a little greasy, but it's a suave sort of messy and greasy. Gods only know how she manages this.]

I'd be interested to know how many people are actually upset about this. Being here. Because I know all sorts of things now that I never could have known before, and that's worth something, I think.

Also, have there ever been any riots here? I think I could do with a good riot sometime soon.

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!]

principality

Who: Aziraphale + His Crew
Broadcast: N...ot planned?
Action: SS Caprine!
When: Right after the shuffle!

[HELLO AND WELCOME TO THE MINGLE LOG LET'S PARTY]

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.]

catamite

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Sure!
Action: The wonderful world of Mor, nearby way-stations, and ships!
When: The first week or so of arrival

[this is it-- Atroma's surprise vacation stay for you all! it's time to explore, speculate, relax, and totally behave yourselves. right?

how are you all dealing with the ever-so-educational volcano? have you played around with the visual toggle on those collars yet? aren't they cool? aren't these peasant clothes rad? if you haven't had a decent meal since Abeo, maybe you could afford some of that authentic farm-raised meat they have here. historical!

I bet you're all excited and completely thrilled to be here! who wouldn't be? ...so, make some discoveries, make some friends, and have fun!]

forsometimenow

Who: Jennifer Keller
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Now

[The woman on the broadcast is smiling contentedly and seems reluctant to wake up. She murmurs happily and turns over on her bunk, obviously in the midst of a pleasant dream, or relishing a happy memory.

Then her eyes snap open, and she slowly turns... takes in her surroundings... and a few realizations hit. 1. This isn't Atlantis. 2. This also isn't San Francisco. 3. Nobody else is here- Rodney, John, Teyla, Ronon, Carson... not even Mr. Woolsey or Amelia.]

... oh. Oh, crap. Don't tell me the wormhole drive did this... [That's more to herself than anyone else, because she doesn't yet realize she's being watched. Heedless, she scrambles to stand upright, touching an earpiece on her right ear to activate a radio, and a brief burst of static can be heard.]

Dr. McKay, this is Dr. Keller. Please come in. [Tap. Tap.] Rodney? Are you there? [Tap. Nothing. Okay, try not to panic.] Colonel Sheppard, this is Dr. Keller, come in. Mr. Woolsey? Teyla? If anyone on Atlantis can hear me, please respond... [Nothing again. She looks down at herself, finally finding the little communicator clipped to her jacket pocket. OK, that definitely wasn't there before. She lifts it up to her face, examining it curiously, poking at the screen.] OK, can anybody hear me at all?

principality

Who: Aziraphale
Broadcast: Fleet-wide!
Action: SS Caprine, the personnel officer's office!
When: 3/6, evening/night

[Aziraphale has been busy. He has a small room, with a tattered tartan sofa and piles of books in view behind him, overflowing from a small bookcase and shelves on the wall.

He waves. He's getting good at this being on TV stuff!]

Good evening! This is apparently my office!

[He swings the camera around, showing off a matching overstuffed tartan armchair that is absolutely hideous. He camera turns back to him.]

...er. which is to say...I am officially open for business! No, not the books, those are mine. Er...I was going to offer my services as a professional guide, of sorts. You come to me, I listen, and I give advice. My inbox is always open, as is my office. I, er, keep odd hours...

...regardless! Should you ever need someone to lend an ear, do consider that I am here. Thank you, dears.

Current Music: DC Talk - Between You and Me

dancingmd

Who: Dr. Crusher
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Now

[The first thing Beverly becomes aware of is how cold she is. Something must be wrong with the environmental controls. She rolls over on her side and opens her eyes. Time to call Geordi-

Suddenly she sits up in alarm. This is not her bed. These are not her quarters. And this is certainly not the Enterprise. A big picture window on the other side of the room, open to the familiar view of a star field flying past, tells her that this is a starship of some sort, at least, though the design is not like any she’s ever seen before.

Reflexively, she taps the place on her chest where her combadge would normally be located. Upon discovering its disappearance, she clutches at the empty space on her uniform. Take some deep breaths. One, two. Okay, what’s the last thing you remember? They were all in Will’s quarters, playing poker, and Deanna was triumphantly revealing a royal flush, then … nothing.

Standing up, she begins to search the area for anything that might give her a clue as to what’s happened. That’s when she finds the communicator, sitting on a small table near her bunk. Tentatively, she turns it on, ignoring for the moment the disconcerting fact that she knows exactly how this device works, despite its obvious differences from Starfleet communicators.]

Hello? If anybody is listening, this is Dr. Beverly Crusher of the U.S.S. Enterprise. I am trying to get in contact with my ship. Please respond.

twifork

Who: Ludger Will Kresnik
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: To crewmembers
When: February 27

[Text for all, action for crewmates]

Gathered some food from planets we're on. The options are pretty bad on-ship, so if you tell me your favourite foods, I'll try to make something close for you and ship it over.

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

principality

Who: Aziraphale
Broadcast: Fleet-Wide!
Action: Marsiva!
When: 2/20, afternoon

[He looks confused. Absolutely befuddled. He doesn't seem to know the communicator is broadcasting, either.]

-dreadful, absolutely dreadful! This is clearly not Earth, and I can't call up the higher-ups to ask them...

[He looks down, and gasps a little.]

Oh! OH! Good afternoon? Evening? Perhaps even morning? Greetings. I am a...er...previous resident of Earth- A. Ziraphale. And I would appreciate, er, directions back...to Earth...

That is, if this reaches anyone? Hello? Oh, bugger.

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