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Who: Team Fam Mingle
Broadcast: None
Action: Iskaulit Community Gardens
When: Day after Glenn gets shuffled

We were eating possum out there. )
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[It's been a while since your lovely hosts have graced the airwaves with their presence, but here they are. Carmen and Chase smile in turn with flawless teeth and an impeccable arch of their eyebrows. Carmen seems incredibly tickled-- excited, even. Her normally dulcet voice is brimming with anticipation, and her aquamarine eyes gleam in a way that is not altogether friendly.]

Good evening, dear Fleet! I hope you had a pleasant journey through that asteroid belt... or at least an unremarkable one. We wouldn't want your poor ships to get all banged up again.

[Chase cuts in with the brisk timing of a reporter, far too rehearsed to be natural.] And a big warm welcome to all the new faces. Please don’t hesitate to inform us if there is something we can do to make your stay a comfortable one.

Of course. Now, let's talk about summer. It’s the highlight of the year, at least for some. Because summer only happens once a year, and to commemorate how wonderful you've all been as guests, we're giving everyone a gift basket. While it's not an all-expenses-paid resort, we do hope you'll find a suitable place to kick back, relax, and enjoy yourselves.

Everyone will find their gift underneath their beds. If you're sleeping on someone else's ship-- oh my-- you'll want to make sure to fetch it before someone else does! I do hope you enjoy them.

[The gift baskets, which are wrapped in a cute pink ribbon, contain: this or that style of sunglasses, an extremely flimsy white beach towel, and a cloth sunglasses case.]

Now that we have your attention~ Summer is a party, but what's a party without games? One of my favorites is a little thing called kiss, marry, cliff. Essentially, someone gives you three names of people you know, and then you decide what you’d do to each person. I find it says a lot about your likes and dislikes.

Because I’m curious, here are some people who’ve caught my attention as of late: Castiel, Daryl Dixon, Shinji Ikari.

Tell me, dear Fleet: which ones would you kiss, marry, or toss off a cliff?

[Carmen ends the feed with a cold giggle.]



[ooc: What’s this? A distraction tactic, obviously! The Hosts are trying to draw attention away from the new planet for some reason…? Huh, wonder what that’s about. Feel free to respond to the F/M/K game and start your own threads below, if you’d like-- you may even get a response!]
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Who: Carl Grimes, a bunch of zombies, and you
Broadcast: kinda?
Action: Waystation
When: Right now


(( ooc: This is a blanket content warning for blood/gore/death. So! There are zombies ahead and you’ve found yourself on the waystation! You have two options: evacuate, or fight them off. Things of note to remember: Being bitten or scratched are the easiest ways for infection. We don’t suggest being eaten. Magic will be hit or miss depending on player preference/discretion. Characters who become zombies will be treated as in-character deaths. Standard rules apply! The event will last a total of 24 hours. Have fun, and enjoy all the undead things. If there are any questions or anything at all, feel free to pm this journal or hit me up at [plurk.com profile] skorozima. ))

[ The Fleet has been floating along its predetermined path for the past few days, getting further and further away from the Yadrolla System and toward unknown territory. Along the way, those oh-so convenient waystations continue to pop up at their usual intervals. Identical in every way to every other, boring waystation. Neat, right? There are even some of those familiar orange-skinned aliens and some human travelers milling about and generally minding their own business. It’s a good place to stretch your legs, get sodas of questionable flavor, and take those nifty new pets for a walk!

Interrupting the general peace of the waystation, a shrill siren starts, and a robotic voice comes over the intercom as well as all communication devices on the station and surrounding spacecraft, repeating a monotone message. ]



ATTENTION. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY. LOCKDOWN IMMINENT. ATTENTION. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY. CALMLY EVACUATE USING THE NEAREST EXIT. LOCKDOWN IMMINENT..

[ Soon, it becomes apparent to those on the waystation what the emergency is. A gaggle? A murder??? Just.. a lot of undead. They’re not in any particular hurry, shambling and stumbling along.. until they spot what looks like some good eats. That seems to get them excited, arms stretching forward, teeth gnashing, and more growling than any sort of verbal mishmash meant to be words. THEY’RE NOT A WORDY PEOPLE, OKAY?

For those looking to escape, it’s quite easy to outrun them unless you’re not paying attention to your surroundings. Corners can be tough! Just don’t get bit or scratched and all is well, except for their incessant attempts at making you a snack. For those who haven’t come across them before, or have run into some variation of them in another world, they’re resilient up to the point of losing their head or the brain being destroyed. Limbs being broken or missing don’t seem to slow them down, just send them a little off-balance.

All they know is attack and eat.

For those of the fleet still on their ships, they gravitate around the waystation, seemingly not wanting to go anywhere. There is a short window of time from the emergency alert to the entire waystation going on lockdown. Those wishing to help evacuate can do so- but they have to be quick!

Once the lockdown is in place, communication ceases with the waystation. All the rest of the fleet can do is sit and wait, and hope for the best. The doors will re-open twenty-four hours later, once it’s clear the situation is handled and they can regroup, count their losses, and wait once again for the perished to rejoin their ranks. ]

| video |

May. 5th, 2018 09:07 pm
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Who: The Iron Bull & You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: HS Marsiva, SS Heron, SS Iskaulit and beyond!
When: 4/30-5/4 (Marsiva and that broadcast), 5/5 for the Heron, anytime in the month of May for the rest!

↨ Arrival aboard the Marsiva/his first week ↨
Second verse, same as the first )

↨ Arrival aboard the SS Heron, Bridge | Saturday (5/05) ↨
The confetti's a nice touch. )

SS Iskaulit | OTA and Whenever ↨
This place might just save a Bull's Sanity )

↨ Wildcard ↨

(OOC: Want to do a thing that isn't here? Awesome! Drop me a line through PM, at [plurk.com profile] vikael, or on Discord at prettyvikael#0221! I will most likely be doing some stuff with the system and I'd love to plot something out with people! Otherwise, I'll probably throw him at other peoples' things!)
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[personal profile] perservering
Who: Carol Peletier & you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Heron, Iskaulit
When: After the shuffle on the 20th to the arrival at the next waystation

Two Open Prompts and One Closed after the cut! )
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[personal profile] kill_switch
Who: Furisoa
Broadcast: Video
Action: Starstruck, Iskaulit
When: The rest of the month

Video
[The feed opens on Furiosa, and she's got something with her; a book, or two, or apparently a small handful.] Grabbed some reading material. If anyone wants to swap, let me know. Figured we could pool our resources.


Starstruck
[In her endeavor to crack into the meat of who is Furisoa really she's ventured into the wonderful wide world of hobbies. The extent of which is truncated due to the limitations of space, but she was able to procure a few books and has settled herself in the Starstruck's galley with a cup of coffee to dig in. What's she reading? Currently in her hands is Power Without Glory by Frank Hardy, but feel free to find a few other titles in the stack on the table.]

Iskaulit
[She is still, however, not one to spend all of her time sitting back. When she's had enough of book time, or just needs a moment to stretch her legs, she's back in the gardens on the Iskaulit, tending to plants and enjoying being around living, green things. In paricular, there's a peach tree there she's quite proud of; young, but flourishing.]

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