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Jul. 3rd, 2018 09:20 pm
stormfist: (with someone you used to love)
[personal profile] stormfist
Who: Jayden and YOU!
Broadcast: Yes, fleetwide
Action: Planetside, if you want
When: Right now!

[ It's a simple text, but hey, hopefully it will help someone else out there. ]

just found out the huge monster doesn't like light. magic or other, doesn't matter. the brighter the better.

chased it off. couldn't kill it. don't know when it will be back again.


[ Hell, she even attaches her location, for anyone who might be tracking this thing. Knock yourselves out.

Aaand if anyone happens to actually go to the planet to find her, she's hanging out in a small town, looking for a place to stock up on ammo and possibly get a bandage or three. Her hair is also still a little bit static-y. Lightning powers do that to you, after all. ]
paraclete: (with a perfume of violets)
[personal profile] paraclete
Who: Kaworu, you!
Broadcast: fleetwide text
Action: N/A initially
When: 6/28, midday

Well,

How long can you hold your breath?

I always forget. Or, I never quite remember. Yeah, definitely the latter.

Lilies

Jun. 23rd, 2018 11:45 am
ultima_mortis: (death sad)
[personal profile] ultima_mortis
Who: Death and You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Caprine
When: Today

[The Caprine has many wonderful little additions, including a lovely little garden in the cargo hold. In the video feed, Death can be seen tending to various flowering and fruited plants, plucking and trimming what he can very carefully. There are even a few stalks of grain to be tended to, and he strokes the long stalks with the greatest of care.]

I LIKE GARDENING. IT MAY SEEM LIKE A STRANGE HABIT TO GET INTO, BUT IT MEANS THE WORLD IN MY MIND.

[Death lifts up the baskets he has been placing the fruits and plant scraps into and tilts them towards the screen.]

EVERY PART OF A PLANT HAS IT'S PURPOSE. THE ROOTS FOR TAKING IN WATER AND NUTRIENTS, THE LEAVES FOR CREATING FOOD, THE FLOWERS FOR POLLINATION, AND THE FRUITS FOR DISPERSING SEEDS.

[He sits cross legged  on the floor and sighs heavily.]

PLANTS CAN, BY AND LARGE, TAKE CARE OF THEMSELVES. THEY THINK NOTHING OF THE FARMER WHO FERTILIZES THE SOIL, NOR THE SUN AND THE RAIN THAT PROVIDE THEM WITH LIFE. EVEN LESS DO THEY THINK OF THE REAPER MAN WHO COMES TO THRESH THE FIELD AT THE TIME OF HARVEST. AND YET...IF EVEN ONE OF THEM STRAYS FROM THEIR DUTY, THE PLANT WITHERS AND BECOMES LESS THAN WHAT THEY COULD HAVE BEEN.

I MISS MY WORLD. THERE ARE MANY THINGS ON THAT PLANET THAT NEED ME. ALL I CAN DO HERE IS HOPE THEY ARE SAFE.
collegedropout: (pic#9791606)
[personal profile] collegedropout
Who: Sam Winchester
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Now-ish!

[Man, he had the nicest dream. And yeah, he knows it's just a dream, because it's nice. That's literally the criteria the dude works with most nights. His brother and mother and Cas, they were all sitting in the bunker enjoying a movie, or something. He couldn't remember the movie exactly, but there were people who were definitely supposed to be dead there. And they had retired, and it was all good, and they were talking about fishing nearby where it's really abandoned —

When he peels his eyes open he feels like he has the biggest hangover of his life — and is more than a little uneasy (that dream didn't help), and before long he's shuffling through the halls of the Bloodsport like a full month of being missing didn't happen. He knows something's off for sure, but, um. He's also half-awake, hair askew and palm pressing into the socket of one eye to stave off a migraine.]


Man, where'd this even come from...

[Don't worry, it'll go away eventually. He'll just. Make some coffee. Yes.

He sits down with his cup of coffee and turns on his comm device, and nearly spits his drink on it.]


I've been out a month!?

[AW MAN, NOT LOST TIME AGAIN.

Sam Winchester and lost time, not buddies, thanks.

A little while later, after he catches up with his buddies:]


[VOICE.]

Hey, uh. So. I've been out a while. Sorry about that — It's been a hell of a... time... I guess. To be honest, I can't really say it feels like it's been that long. I might as well pick up right where I left off, though — right. Blood drives are at the Iskaulit; I'll be available throughout the next few days for that, if you're interested in donating blood.

You do have some paperwork to fill out, and I'm keeping the cut-off at 16, but for those who qualify, it can be a matter of life or death around here when things go crazy.

For anyone new, hey — I'm Sam Winchester, employee at The Space Bar. I also loan out books from my personal stash if you're feeling bored. If you're a new face to me, I'd love to learn more about you, especially what kind of earth or universe you're from. We all seem to have pretty interesting diverging paths at some point, even if the rest of our Earths match up pretty well.

... Like for example, imaginary friends are real in my world, and Snooki is a demon.

angelofthevored: (Light 1)
[personal profile] angelofthevored
Who: Baku ([personal profile] dreamvour) & Castiel ([personal profile] angelofthevored) , and all of the Fleet
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Within dreams
When: Over the span of the next two weeks



[If your character dreams, they may be visited by either Baku or Castiel within the next two weeks. They'd appear suddenly in their dream or, if no dream is available, they might pull up a neutral space for your character to ease into before talking to them.

They're not here to intrude; just to ask permission. Permission to share a memory. If your character has defenses against spiritual/psychic intrusion, they'll take that as a no and leave unless they're responded to.

If you would like your character to just experience the memory (from Castiel's perspective) without threading out the interaction, please feel free to have them acquire this knowledge. If you would like to thread with either Baku or Castiel, please indicate in the subject line if you have a preference.


NEUTRAL SPACES: White Room | Fishing Dock | Bamboo Forest


NOTE: If your character accepts the memory, they will have lingering feelings of dread, much like what people experience upon death revival/tampering with the augment.]
angelofthevored: (watch the light go out)
[personal profile] angelofthevored
Who: Loki ([personal profile] dothelokimotion); Thor ([personal profile] rebuildyourruins); Kaworu ([personal profile] paraclete); Eizen ([personal profile] rockily); Castiel ([personal profile] angelofthevored)
Broadcast: Nada
Action: A transport ship >> Marsiva (outer space) to do some junk
When: Sometime during the weekend of 5/18

[It's a ship full of dumb immortal assholes who are not only tired of sitting around, but are fundamentally sorta bad at it.

Except for Kaworu, primordial stoner. And Loki, provided there's some community theater to behold.]

video

May. 11th, 2018 08:07 pm
angelofthevored: (the stabbing?)
[personal profile] angelofthevored
Who: Everyone
Broadcast: Yes
Action: N/A
When: Right Now


[Castiel perhaps looks a touch more severe than usual.]

Are any of you capable of surviving the vacuum of space?


[ For those participating, please see here ]

[ video ]

Apr. 22nd, 2018 09:08 am
dothelokimotion: (Fear is a reasonable response to life)
[personal profile] dothelokimotion

Poll #19845 Ship names
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 15


Which is the worst ship name on the fleet

View Answers

Bloodsport (must be full of psychopaths)
2 (20.0%)

Red Fish (. . . really . . . )
0 (0.0%)

Blue Fish (sad)
1 (10.0%)

Wonderduck (as opposed to the average duck, I assume)
5 (50.0%)

Tourist (the worst kind of people)
1 (10.0%)

Huntress (but not hunter???)
0 (0.0%)

Bishop (for archaic lovers)
0 (0.0%)

First Breath (useless name)
1 (10.0%)

Starstruck (for the hopeless romantic, I assume)
0 (0.0%)

Heron (did you run out of birds?)
0 (0.0%)

Which is the worst ship name on the fleet (part two)

View Answers

Blameless (you WISH)
4 (50.0%)

Goldstone (gold is not a stone)
3 (37.5%)

Twin Roses (because that's how botany works)
1 (12.5%)

Sage

Apr. 10th, 2018 10:27 am
ultima_mortis: (death smile)
[personal profile] ultima_mortis
Who: Death and All
Broadcast: Yep
Action: Planet
When: Today

It's quite the embuggerance to be stuck as he is. The roller coaster had been such fun, but now he's sitting at the top of a rather steep hill, seated in the train of the ride. Death pulls up the feed and almost seems sheepish as he settles the device down to show his situation.

I'VE NEVER ENJOYED A RIDE LIKE THIS BEFORE, BUT I'M QUITE SURE IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THIS. ERM...

Death squirms a bit in the seat and very quickly summons a scythe, which he pulls himself up by and out of the seat, restraints and all. The feed is held up in his other hand as he takes several steps forward until he's physically standing on the track of the roller coaster. Death kneels down and sets down the communicator, now holding on to the scythe with both hands.

THERE WE ARE. I HAD RIDDEN THIS THING QUITE A NUMBER OF TIMES, SO I SUPPOSE IT WAS INEVITABLE THAT THE THING WOULD BREAK WHILE I WAS USING IT.
hollystrike: (Default)
[personal profile] hollystrike
Who: Katie and you!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Planetside
When: Now-ish

[Amusement Park]


[So this is where she goes when she wants time to think, apparently.  The bunker is a place she won't enter; between the heavy aftermath of a mass death and the understandably stricken reactions of its visitors, the atmosphere is far too toxic.  But it doesn't mean she isn't grieving.  The deaths could not be helped and are god knows how far in the past, but the fact that these people have been forgotten - not acknowledged even by this automated town, let alone the rest of space - is something that sits very poorly.  She can't even change anything about the town to reflect its population's final days.

She's walking the rollercoaster tracks, very high up, thinking over the issue.  Don't ask how she got up that high.  And don't worry if you should be using the rollercoaster at the time; she can avoid you.  Might give you a bit of a scare, though, sorry.

Eventually, she puts a call through to Sam.]


[Outside of town]


[As far as she can go before she suspects (or hopes) she's outside the range of the city's replication science so her work isn't scrubbed.  She's not too far from the bunker; it would be pointless if she were too far away from it. 

She finds a rock face smooth enough, and between a thick blade and Kirito's lightsaber she carves a memorial.  Maybe nobody will ever see it, but if any other visitors come to this place, they should know what happened.  It's worth the extra headache.]

[And Broadcast]


I've decided to quit making dreamcatchers and move on to voodoo dolls instead.  It's more fun.  So if you'd like to take one before I end up throwing them all out, feel free.

[Just so you know.  Totally honest, as usual.  Less cheerful than normal.

If anyone wants her she'll be curled up in her office with Licorice on her lap.  She's so tired of these planets.]

collegedropout: (pic#12171527)
[personal profile] collegedropout
Who: Sam Winchester
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Planetside
When: Throughout end of March.

[Action. OPTION A. (At Some Point Earlier in March)]

[Being soulless had not been the worst thing in the world for Sam. There's worse to glitch to. But when he wakes up one morning fully resouled and with every memory of being either a pervert or an ass, he resolves to groan into his hands and wish to go back to sleep for a few years. But life's not nearly so generous to a Winchester, so sooner or later he's up and around the fleet again (trying to pretend he didn't hit on someone who is like a sister, or insult everyone's hair, or make out with a friend. Oh god. Regardless, he is... around. Gym, The Space bar to work, the Bloodsport.

He's Sam again. Like, sappy furrow-browed Sam. Thank god?]


[Action. OPTION B. (Later in March)]

[When they land on the planet, Sam's instantly skeptical. It means he should be digging around in whatever has bodies of literature, obviously - so he's in the library, nose-deep, brow wrinkled in deep thought where he scours over blueprints, informational works, and so on. Feel free to break his concentration or make him go sleep or eat, because he's kinda getting really involved in living in this damn library.]

Voice.

Hey, guys. I think I've got something that'll help us. So this place - Nariba Relia, it was some passion project with regards to settling down and making a planet inhabitable. Actually, that's kind of what we're used to, right? Planets that aren't quite as inhabitable, people adapting where needed. Anyway, they were working on this replicator tech - I'm assuming that's the replacement of already used supplies, like we've been seeing in town.

There's not much else here that talks about it, but it's at least something... I've found a few blueprints here, too - if anyone wants to look into them, I'm more than happy to pass off whatever I come across so we can find where the hell the people here went. I, um. I also wonder if the fleet... uses something similar to replicator technology?

I mean, we always seem stocked with particular foods, don't we? In the kitchens. Sure, we can bring our own foods aboard the ships, but I've always wondered how they restocked the basic gels and all that. If we were on typical spaceships from home, I'm sure we'd have run out of rations by now, right? It's just a thought.

Anyone interested in sifting through these blueprints with me? There are a hell of a lot; a whole town's worth, and all that.

Maybe we can get something out of them that we could have from Nariba Relia's citizens.

[AKA feel free to find any information you need through these blueprints he's got laid out.

Also please dear god don't mention the soulless thing.]


skaterbrain: (can't nothin' keep me down)
[personal profile] skaterbrain
Who: Beat and all y'all
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Marsiva, SS Bishop
When: 3/23 and 3/24

Action: Marsiva - BOOM BOOM BOOM )

Broadcast: Marsiva 3/23
[Despite being a teenager, he's from a time before smartphones and fancy cameras built into tablets. So when he starts up the communication device, he's mad that it's taken him this long to figure it out, and it shows.]

UGH FINALLY.

[He holds the device out at arm's length like he's about to take a selfie.]

Name's Beat. Who do I gotta punch t'get back home, huh? I got stuff I gotta do that ain't here in space.

Action: SS Bishop - WHOMP WHOMP WHOMP )

Winter

Mar. 24th, 2018 02:50 pm
therewerefifty: (silhouette)
[personal profile] therewerefifty
Who: Makie and you!
Broadcast: Not here. Try Manji's post.
Action: Yes!  Many places.
When: Over the next week

[Marsiva]

[It's still strange how she completely forgot about this place.  Between her health and Manji's on-edge paranoia and mansplaining she's exhausted, and can be found on her own curled up on a chair by a window, watching the starry dark outside.  The first time she was here it was a little terrifying.  Now, it's just peaceful.

Mostly until she starts coughing, anyway.]


[Blameless]

[And then she gets rudely dumped amidst a shower of confetti on the bridge of an unfamiliar ship, quite literally just sitting on the ground and trying to shield her face from all the coloured paper.  Sup, guys.  Here's a pale, thin lady in a kimono and shawl who glances up once it's safe, blinking in some confusion.]

...oh.  I'd... forgotten.

[For all the confusion, though, she couldn't sound any less interested about being here.  It's not personal; that's just Makie for you.  She's eternally done with the world.

For anyone not on the bridge, she will at least explore the ship to reorient herself before she goes and takes a nap.]


[Twin Roses]

[Eventually, once she's recovered somewhat, she makes the trip here.  She's never stepped into this cargo bay with such uncertainty.   Where you guys at?]

canofmanji: (You're all screwed)
[personal profile] canofmanji
Waking up on the Marsiva

[Manji awakens with a start and falls out of the welcome bunk with a shout.]

RIN! I’M COMING!

[The slam on the floor is what first helps him realise that he’s not where he was before. There wasn’t nearly enough snow.] Where the hell am I? [His voice is gruff and angry. He is in no mood for games as he strides down the hall, a surly, scarred man in a black and white kimono. Missing an arm doesn’t make him any less intimidating.] Where am I? Who is responsible for this!? SHOW YOURSELF!

[Rin was freezing somewhere! He didn’t have time for being out among the stars! He needed to--- wait, did he just pass a window with nothing but stars outside?

He stops and trails back to stare dumbly at the window.]
Oh… [Well, that’s different.]


”Accidental” Video - Open to All

[Sometime after Manji and Makie are reunited and have gotten past that whole: My boss wants me to kill your boss thing - oh, god please don’t hurt me Makie awkwardness, the video feed on Manji’s device is turned on-- only the video is very shaky and being filmed upside down.

And there’s a very “mansplainy” voice being broadcast out to everyone.]
--and that’s how that works. At least I think it works that way. Now this thing! [The camera is given a vigorous shake.] I’ll be honest. I’m not really sure what this thing is for. I just found it. It’s very loud. Kind of annoying, really.

...here.

[A slender hand reaches into view briefly, and then the communicator is carefully set the right way up. Makie stares down at it briefly, then retreats out of sight to leave Manji staring blankly in her wake.]

Eh? What’d you do that for? [He hasn’t figured out he’s broadcasting yet, but he has figured out one thing.]

Wait. Do you know what this is? [He shakes the camera in Makie’s direction, sounding completely shocked.

Makie...just stares at him. Predictably.]


(OOC: In the video you may get Manji or Makie. If you want just one or the other please let us know! If you want them both in an action thread just let us know otherwise it will just be Manji on action.)
ofthursday: (That went well [Neutral/Drinking])
[personal profile] ofthursday
Who: Castiel (the 500% done one)
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Jan 20th

[Castiel doesn't sleep--not anymore, anyway--so finding himself waking up is an unusual thing. It usually means he's been seriously injured, but he doesn't remember anything that would cause him to come to awareness suddenly in a place that was not where he was previously; it doesn't alarm him much, but it does cause more than a little confusion. This is definitely not the Crystal Palace.

He explores a few rooms to begin with, cautious and on guard, but it seems there's no immediate threat and he takes a moment to check his pockets. Then he discovers the communicator, and then he starts to get really annoyed. There's no way. It isn't Adstringendum's PCD, but it's similar, and...

Ugh.

He fumbles with the communicator for a moment before figuring out how to broadcast, showing an extremely unimpressed angel who hasn't yet realized how awkwardly timed this post will be after the last one.]


This is entirely ridiculous. Where am I now?

[Not like his luck isn't normally bad enough that getting dragged into another dimension not all that long after figuring out how to break out of Adstringendum would be a shock, but really? Really?

Also that's it for the post. He'll be more chatty when he's not so annoyed.

If anyone wants to encounter him, after his post and while responding he'll be wandering the Marsiva, investigating the Hospitality Deck.]

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