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Who: Cecil and you!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Planet, around!
When: October 24th, night

[ After sifting through the changes made to the ship with the disappearance of some of the crew, as well as making sure their newest addition settled in all right, Cecil is a little late making it out to explore the planet they've landed on. That said, she's not sure how it is that she managed to attract such a crowd of natives, much less how they managed to keep her busy with being led around their quaint, dusty home all day. One thing just led to another and she's been sight-seeing and answering an awful lot of questions about herself.

It's now nighttime, she's unwittingly tried enough lighter fluid-flavored liquor to render her a little drunk, and it seems her small following is leading her inside the brothel next. It's unclear whether or not she realizes where they're going, but she's also got a handful of those red stones and she's in a pretty good mood, so she's content to be led along.

Honestly, it's been a trying past couple weeks and she needed this chance to unwind, really. Maybe not quite this much, but beggars can't be choosers. ]

onlyanapple

Who: Crowley and OPEN
Broadcast: Fleet-wide; video
Action: Planet and Pathstone
When: 22nd

ACTION;

[Those visiting the planet today might notice Crowley happily helping himself to the free alcohol on offer. He doesn't get involved in the festivities1 instead just grabbing crates upon crates of booze, happily taking them towards the waiting Pathstone. Occasionally, he will stop to get himself some terrible food, or watch people wandering by.

Those aboard the Pathstone will have the delights of Crowley trying to get his crates into various nooks and crannies of his communications station. He still avoids the cargo hold, just in case Tek has stored more dead bodies down there.

Eventually, he notices his captain's bunk is missing, which he cannot allow. The nice bed is the one and only decent thing about the crappy job that has been thrust upon him.]

Who the sodding hell has nicked my bed?!!

NETWORK;

[Crowley finally deigns to post to the network himself from his comms station, occasionaly flicking switches to listen to random BEE-BOP noises. Why? He has his reasons. Reasons that may or may not involve an attempt to put annoying flash games on the system at some point in the future.]

'Lo people, Crowley here, unfortunate Captain of the SS Dysfunction. Sorry, Pathstone. Wondering if anyone else got one of these.

[He holds the weird red stone one of the happy inhabitants had given him.]

Because I don't know about you, but I've gained a healthy distrust of possibly magical objects, and I'd like to know if one of these had blown up on anyone, or turned someone into a slug or something. [A considerate pause.] No one's started worshipping them, have they? Because that doesn't end well.

1.- Even in space, he could only dance like all demons from his world could dance. Which is to say the sort of dancing he wasn't evil enough to inflict on other people's retinas.

carreau

Who: you! me! everyone! it's like a really big party!
Broadcast: if you want!
Action: see above!
When: right now!!!

[ So the weekly shuffle has happened. We got new captains, people who have mysteriously disappeared-- I mean, who have never existed, and new people aboard the ships. That's exciting! Wow! ]

[ New people, get acquainted with your ships? Press all the buttons? Introduce yourself like a polite individual? Old people, keep aging? Welcome them with open arms and confetti? Punch the person who just opened the door while you were in the shower??? ]

[ Who knows! It's a mingle post! Don't ask me!]

[ (But seriously, how bout those people who never existed, huh.) ]

checklist

Who: Twilight Sparkle, open to the public
Broadcast: Unfiltered Network video (accidental - you knew it was coming eventually)
Action: For those aboard the HS Marsiva
When: October 13th

[ The video feed turns on to show a..... pastel purple unicorn pony. The audience probably wasn't expecting this.

She's pacing in what looks like the hospitality deck of the HS Marsiva. And muttering to herself- ] Pull yourself together, Twilight. So this isn't the Thor, but it's still a spaceship. There's probably just been some sort of mix-up. If I can't get in contact with anypony else though...

[ She uses her magic to start going through what looks like an electronic book with the words "DON'T PANIC" written in large letters on the back. ] And the Guide doesn't have anything on this! You're useless, Guide! "I know everything in the galaxy," it says. Bah!

There has to be somepony - somebody - here who knows what's going on. I'll even take a Vogon! A few dozen forms is better than nothing.

[ A small pause- ] And look on the bright side, whatever's going on, it can't be as bad as the castle.

payback

Who: Everyone on the waystation!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: open to everyone to tag into
When: October 11, 2014

[It sure is a lovely ~~day~~ actually pretty much indeterminate time period out here in the vast darkness of space, isn't it? I bet everyone's enjoying themselves, getting a chance to get off their dinky little ship and stretch their legs. Even on this shitty, empty little waystation.

Where are you, droot flooters? What are you up to? Stay out of trouble, now.]

[ooc: hi everyone! I thought I'd give this a try and see how the game liked it. What we have here is a mass mingle post. Rather than everyone making a bunch of different posts about landing on the station, everyone is invited to post a parent comment with their character out and about, doing something. Everyone else is invited to look at who's posted, tag them, post their own parent comments, thread jack, tag around and generally have a grand old time! It should hopefully be a nice low-pressure way to do some action tagging with each other.

Please tag in if you feel so inclined! Don't be shy to tag around!]

proteusmoon

Who: Cecil Harvey and you!
Broadcast: Network video, open to all
Action: N/A
When: Oct. 10th (permanent posting)

[ A new video post has been made to the network and it's actually labeled as "URGENT!" in hopes of baiting a majority of people into viewing it. When the video begins, viewers are treated to the sight of the S.S. Wonderduck's modest little armory and a young woman in a charcoal flex armor suit standing before a cage of what could be recognized as various weaponry, though it's likely that any of the fleet has seen things like these objects before. The woman herself might also be a peculiar thing to look at, with silver-white hair and a practically unnaturally fair complexion. Still, she has a kind and trustworthy face, and she speaks with calm, authoritative evenness that just manages not to sound cold at the same time. ]

Good day, fleet. My name is Cecil Harvey. I've been outfitted it seems with some sort of arms augment and, as you've probably heard by now, I've been named captain of the S.S. Wonderduck as well. I have a few requests and propositions to make to all of you.

It seems that many of us are fortunate enough to have old friends and past acquaintances among the fleet, but I think it's safe to say that in spite of this, most of us are not especially comforted. I know everyone is frightened, angry, confused... and as I am one of the few with experience to a setting such as this, I know that adapting to deep space can be difficult, especially on the human body and psyche.

My friends and I, scattered amongst the ships that make up the fleet as we are, can't help but be worried that perhaps there are other friends of ours out there, having trouble adjusting, and I'm sure a lot of you are in the same situation.

Therefore, I propose that-- I encourage all personnel to make use of this post to search for their own loved ones and to help each other find theirs as well, so that we may, as a whole, work together towards keeping everyone safe and healthy. Simply because we are split up into smaller groups does not mean we cannot cooperate or that we must remain detached from each other.

In that same vein, Captain Zoe Hange of the S.S. Red Fish and I have spoken in a casual manner about attempting to pool our resources. Obviously, we all have our advantages and we are all lacking in other areas. For example, my crew does not have official medical personnel, but we do have an official pilot.

I've been doing some digging around the network and it seems that if we look deep enough, we can in fact access a roster of the fleet's ships and personnel. Though useful, that does not exactly tell us what each crew member is capable of outside of our Atroma-given abilities, so, I'm asking for volunteers who would like to offer their services in whatever it is they excel at in case of an emergency. My fellow captains, I'm looking to you to motivate your own crews and discuss with them their comfort levels about this, if they do not come forward themselves and you believe they would be a boon to the fleet.

But please, remember-- do not force anyone against their will to participate.

Thank you for your time and all of your help.

[ And the message ends. ]

( OOC ; Please go here for details! Also, feel free to mingle and thread-jack! )

nevermor

Who: Phoebus' Crow, anyone else.
Broadcast: n/a.
Action: Way-station
When: ...Now?? Oct 10th.

[ It's about time. Pheobus' Crow isn't generally one to feel at all claustrophobic but between the strange hair-changing girl and the captain wannabe (though now he supposes he actually is captain, of all the misfortune) he's more than ready to spread his wings and work out the irritable little kinks that have been starting to build in the back of his mind.

The moment they're docked and the main doors open, Crow is gone from the ship and takes to the air. While the mall strip-like areas remain oddly bare and unwelcoming there's at least plenty of room for him to spread his wings and ample space to perch. The courtyard looks nice and all that, but something about having the vacuum of space above his head isn't quite so comforting as an actual roof.

So if you happen to be making your way through the outer ring of the way-station you might just hear the sound of a crow, cawing. Or maybe you're just crazy. Birds in space? Pshaw. ]

save_the_souls

Who: Allen Walker
Broadcast: Network, video.
Action: Fellow members of the SS Tourist
When: A few days after the initial arrival

[It takes several days for Allen to accept that this is possibly not something Paradisa created. The lack of journals, the stories that he had left, the fact it's been half a week and none of them have died yet (or anything noteworthy happening really!)- it seemed more and more like he really wasn't in that world anymore. Which...he really didn't know how to feel about that. The more he thought on it, the more complicated it got.]

[Which after awhile, Allen decided to give up thinking and decided to actually get stuff done. So the feed will open up with him in the SS Tourist's cargo bay, sitting on some boxes by their treadmill.]

Ah- is this on? oh it-

Hello everyone! Um, my name's Allen Walker. If we haven't met, it seems I'm the lab support on the SS Tourist. It's nice to meet you all, despite the circumstances.

Anyway...I was wondering if anyone has noticed that...any of their abilities seem to be- limited? It's just they aren't completely gone- but my inno- [correcting himself, since rather avoid those dozens of question and innuendos] my powers seem to barely work at all. [Muttered] Then again, that might be a blessing considering the food...

[Oh right. it's rude to mutter stuff while addressing crowds] - I mean, I'm simply wondering if it's happened for anyone else and what it could mean. As in...on one hand it could be something they did intentionally to control us and prevent us from breaking their ships - but on the other hand it it also could be a possible unintended side effect to their tampering of our nervous systems. Although I'm not sure which one would be worse...

[Oh. Oops. Muttering again!] - Oh! Sorry!

And finally, I was wondering...has anyone see a golem flying around their ships? He looks like a golden ball with wings and a tail- and there's a pale cross on his face. His name's Timcanpy- and I'd really like to know if he's here.

Ah- thank you everyone!

[And the feed cuts out]

theboogieman

Who: Zhas
Broadcast: Open, text default (+1 personal comm message)
Action: None.
When: A day or so after the initial wake-up.

[there's a new text entry on the network!]

10mins hot water.

[and then he uses his personal communitcator a little later...]

( Private channel to Nunnally )

ardor

Who: Kallen Kouzuki
Broadcast: Video
Action: On the hospitality deck
When: Oct 7, ~2pm

[Oh, well, of course everything's being broadcast! Where's the fun if it's not?

The first appearance of Kallen on intergalactic tv is her sitting up on one of the cots, running a hand through her hair in a half assed attempt to get rid of bed head. It only works so well. She sits there for a few moments, eyes narrowing as she tries to remember what happened.

Viewers can probably tell she doesn't have much success once she stands up and swears softly to herself. Glancing around, she begins to walk, making halfway around the deck before she snaps.]

What the hell is going on this time?!

thespaceopera

[Everything is quite dark as the passengers regain consciousness, with little lights and panels on the walls just now beginning to wink to life. It seems as though everyone and their new homes are rising from slumber together. Even the air is sleepy, and it tastes stale--it must have been a long time since it's been anywhere other than recycled endlessly through this space.

And for a few minutes, the only sounds that aren't coming from the passengers themselves is the omnipresent hum of electrical and mechanical parts surrounding them on every side, and the occasional scratch of vermin-feet in the walls. Then, regardless of where each passenger wakes in their ship, a short musical tune and an exuberant female voice crackles to life over speaker panels in every room.]

--Good morning, honored passengers! My name is Diamond, and on behalf of Atroma and our entire audience, congratulations on being selected to participate in the twelfth cycle of Drift Fleet! We are all eager to get to know you, and I just know you must all be eager to get started, so let's get right to it!

[And with that, whoever happens to be on the bridge of their ship at the time will be treated to watching the solid panels slide away from the windows, revealing infinite black and uncountable stars... and whether or not they've ever been capable of comprehending the concept before, they immediately recognize outer space.]

In a few minutes, the HS Marsiva will come into view through the windows to my left. Please familiarize yourself with her presence.

For more information on your new roles, and of the Drift Fleet itself, please refer to the helpful information files already uploaded to the network. And from here on out, it shall be up to you to refer new cremates to these information files and to make sure that their stays on your crews are pleasant and rewarding!

...Also--speaking of your new responsibilities as crewmembers--I expect captain forms to be filled out and submitted by the end of the week.

[The smile practically drips from her voice at that last point, and there's a little pause before she continues]

And finally-- we won't be approaching our first system for a few days yet, so you are all encouraged to get to know each other and enjoy the ride in the meantime.

Welcome to Drift Fleet, and remember... the worlds are watching!

[and the voice cuts out, but the lines are still open. the network is live and listening.]

((ooc: the Fleet is now live! dive in and tag around! it's a good idea to put whether or not your thread is open to the network, and what ship you're on, in the subject of your reply. to see who is on which crew, please refer to this sheet! have fun!))

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