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Who: Cayde-6 and you
Broadcast: Video - Open
Action: Bloodsport, Cargo Bay
When: Today

Hey Fleet!

[Cayde situates the device so the camera catches the cargo bay. He's set it up for a party; large space cleared in the middle with crates pieced together in a table, boxes and chairs dot the perimeter for more social seating. He's got a few packs of cards he picked up at the last planet and a hefty number of poker chips that he ... picked up ... at the last planet. Also there is a stag skull on the wall as decoration ~~that may or may not also be a helmet~~]

Don't let yourselves get bored wasting away on your same-old ship with your same-old crew. I mean, yeah I'm sure they're great; but when they're running around, busting up shuttles and blenders, a little change of scenery and a good fun time isn't such a bad idea.

So that's why you should pop over to the Bloodsport for Poker Night! And Black Jack, and Euchre, and whatever else you can imagine to play with 52 of these bad boys. [He tosses a pack of cards up and down in his hand for effect.]

Come on by Sunday on the intergalactic calendar for a break from the mundanity of fleet life! All credit-levels accepted. [Because oh yes there will be betting.]

thebestseller

Who: Richard Castle and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the Windrose if you want
When: January 10th, morning

[Video broadcast]

So, folks, I woke up to find that my fleet of cleaning droids suddenly doubled. All of them need names- I only have Cameron, Robocop and Leopardon so far. Got any suggestions? I'm a big sci-fi fan so I'd love to name all of them after famous robots, but I'll take anything.

[Action]

[And on the Windrose, Castle could be found following his new troops, a big, goofy smile on his face.]

Don't work yourselves too hard now, hmm?

bb_wolf

Who: Bigby and any poor soul around
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Bloodsport
When: As the Fleet leaves the last planet.

[Some special souls decide they don't give a fuck about staying with the Fleet.

While it might be the only way home, to Big, it has always been just a pain. He would rather stay on world and work on getting home form there than get back on that ship with no space and mechanical smells.

So when the ships leave, he doesn't. He stays on world, loping through the forests, chasing and hunting and glutted like he hasn't been in centuries.

Which is all well and good until the Fleet passes a threshold he didn't even know about, and he feels a frozen chill in his bones and then there's a giant wolf jammed into the Bloodsport's bridge, banging his head, then tripping over consoles.]

Goddamn mother fucker!

[A giant wolf with Bigby's voice and a potty mouth.

He starts trying to untangle himself enough that he can shape shift back.

And at least his clothes, neatly bundled and piled up, are on the floor somewhere under his giant feet.]

imahologram

Who: Leia Organa & you (yes, you)
Action: The Marsiva. Up, down, and all around.
When: December 28th

[To suggest Leia is annoyed with her presence on the Marsiva is to commit gross understatement. After years of struggle, the Rebel Alliance has fatally crippled the Empire, and the Republic of old is within their grasp--and here she is, trapped in an enormous holo-serial untold light years away.

She could scream. She really could.

Her first thought, once she's aware of the communications network, is to seek information that way. Without more knowledge of this place and the 'Atroma' keeping them captive, however, it seems unwise to call quite that much attention to her initial inquiries if she can help it. Atroma (the Atroma?) is supposedly recording their every move, but she's not about to make it any easier for it (them?) to sort through hours of footage to find the interesting bits. Irritation is no excuse for carelessness.

So she swallows back her frustration for the moment and talks to the people she meets on deck. Smalltalk--how are you, have you been here long, so on and so forth. And sprinkled in occasionally, the big question:]

What do you think of the Fleet?

thebestseller

Who: Richard Castle and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Planetside or on the Windrose, if need be
When: December 23rd

[Anybody who ran into Castle planetside before December 23rd could find him doing a few things- browsing the local wares, exploring the salt mines, and going in and out of hunting and camping gear stores.

He was looking for something- and finally he found it, dragging a lengthy pole back to the Windrose and proudly setting it up in the cargo bay.

Once it was done, his cheery windblown face could be seen giving a thumbs-up to the camera.]

Happy Festivus!

thebloodseal

Who: Alphonse Elric and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Vanquish
When: Right now

[When the camera turns on, Al is pointing it at a crate labeled "ALPHONSE ELRIC, SS VANQUISH", with a sponsor logo on it. Unfortunately, Al seems to think it's just a mailing company's label, as he rests his communicator in a groove on his armor to give everyone a view before he eagerly opens up the crate.]

Someone sent me a present already? I didn't think I would get fans this quickly. I wonder what...

[He trails off as he picks up a letter on top of some packing peanuts, reading it aloud to himself, but still audible.]

"Dear Mr. Elric, our company hopes you will take advantage of this opportunity to enter into a unique business arrangement. You see, we've been watching you on the show, and your appearance and sad story hold a lot of potential audience appeal. Your body also makes you stand out in a good way, and we think it makes you the perfect candidate to advertise our products! Please consider wearing our logos in exchange for a modest stipend, or perhaps using some of that nifty alchemy to prominently engrave one into your armor- we'd pay you a handsome bonus!"

[Al stares at the letter in disbelief for a few moments before transmuting it into an origami bird and tossing it aside. He then pulls out the packing peanuts, revealing a package of assorted magnets in various shapes and sizes featuring product logos. Underneath that is what appears to be a package of branded tabards, the perfect size for him to wear. Then, as he digs more, he reveals many samples of said products- mini boxes of cereal, coffee and tea in various flavors, sugar cubes and packets, packets of jam and honey, loaves of plain bread...

Al grabs his communicator and turns it on himself, resisting the urge to facepalm.]

This is a joke, right? They can't be serious... can they?

birdsbirdsbirds

Who: Bloodsport Crew, ASSEMBLE.
Broadcast: Maybe??
Action: The ship (or on a station I'm not picky)
When: After all that Marsiva nonsense

[GOOD MORNING, EVERYONE. instead of waking up in the cold, super-sterilized rooms of the Marsiva, you come to back in your very own room on the Bloodsport! some of you have never met each other, and a few of you have never even stepped foot on the ship before... but it's never too late to explore and greet your neighbors!

and in case anyone was wondering, yes, there are still a dozen fishbowls scattered around the ship. the glowing fish inside them seem perfectly fine. you may all rest easy, or wonder why the hell there are so many fish on this ship in the first place.]

thebestseller

Who: (a glitchy) Richard Castle and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva hallways
When: All week

Action

[Castle hadn't noticed it before, but all of a sudden he'd become very, very aware of a mechanical hum inside the walls. He figured every ship had its own unique background noise, but this was something different. Oh, finally, something for him to investigate! He wasn't sure it would get him very far, but it was something.

All throughout the week, people could find Castle pacing the hallways like a restless tiger, trying to locate the source of the noise.

Or, perhaps, fellow engineers or maintenance folks could find him attempting to remove a wall panel, or tinkering with what was inside, or else carefully transcribing what he was finding onto his device.

Anybody else with an augment that didn't fit? Well, that's up to you.]

Broadcast

I think my memory's starting to go, folks. I'm getting a serious sense of deja vu when I walk the hallways every day, but damned if I know what's setting it off. Like I know something should be there, but there's a big blank. Just me?

lostthebet

Who: Cayde-6 and You!
Broadcast: Video
Action: Viewing Bay on the Marsiva
When: Today

[The feed opens to Cayde setting the device on a table where it can capture a view of him as he shuffles a deck of cards, the large expanse of space from the view bay as his backdrop (it makes him look more impressive).]

It's been a pretty crazy few days, huh? I dunno about you, but I think I need a vacation from my dreams. And they said Exos don't dream.

Anyway, I found some cards, and where there are cards; there's poker. So ... who's with me?

grounds

Who: Octavia Blake & Open
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Moon or Wonderduck
When: Broadcast, evening of Oct 16; Action, whenever

[The feed that pops up is originating from a basic (and boring) room above one of the old timey buildings on the moon. Octavia's lounging on the cot, tossing a baseball sized object up into the air, then catching it, not really looking at the comm.]

I gotta admit that the past two weeks-- or however long since I got here-- have been pretty damn long. Back home, there was so much more to do. [The ball goes up in the air.] Not in the entertaining way [And down again.] but stuff we had to get done. Hunting, scouting, building, repairing, you get the idea. It was one thing after another, the days went by in a flash.

[She catches the ball again and sticks it on the small side table by her cot, sitting up at the same time.] Pretty much, doing stuff for fun wasn't on the agenda, so I'm kinda at a loss here.

[Octavia huffs, blowing a bit of hair out of her face, before finally looking at the comm.]

I guess suggestions are welcomed if anyone wants to toss one my way. [Her boots tap the floor for a moment.] Also, I want to keep learning combat. So far, I've gotten decent with a sword, but I don't want to stop. Unarmed is good, too. Honestly, whatever's fine. I can take a beating, and I'm a quick enough study. I can't pay right now, that'd be later, unless favors or chores work, too.

[There's a pause, where she considers something.] My name's Octavia Blake. I'm security on the Wonderduck. You can find me there or on the moon for now if you want. That's it I guess.

[She flashes a sheepish grin before cutting the broadcast. Feel free to run into her on the ship or moon, whenever.]

lostthebet

Who: Cayde-6
Broadcast: Public
Action: Marsiva
When: Oct. 15
[[Network Broadcast]]

[The initial unwitting feed from Cayde is pretty standard; waking up, looking around in confusion and doing some basic exploration as he tries to figure out where he is, why he's here, and what on the good green Earth happened.

Finding his stack of clean clothes, however, incites an immediate change. He goes rigid, taking out the black and red cloak and snapping it out to look at it fully, turning it over and inspecting all the corners. Begrudgingly satisfied, he shakes his head and continues to dress.

When he finally finds the personal communicator and notices it's broadcasting, he puts his metallic blue face right up close in a feint of anger.]

Yeah, okay, I get that you're trying to be nice but you do not - and I stress, NOT - touch a Hunter's cloak without permission.

[He steps back and finishes securing it in place, pulling the hood up over his head.]

But, since you did, nice work. Now, where am I and what in the Speaker's name is going on?

[[Action on the Marsiva]]

[He would be lying if he said it wasn't in some small ~~large~~ way exhilarating to be in such a position; inexplicably in a new place, free of the fetters of the tower, and able to roam and explore without consequence. The unexpected nature of it has him a little on edge, though; now isn't the time for a Vanguard to go missing.]

[He walks along the hallways in a casual manner, though his Hunter instincts and training have him checking every room nook and corner for any pieces to the current puzzle.]

thebloodseal

Who: Alphonse Elric and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: October 15th

[Video]

[Hello, Fleet, there's a fearsome-looking suit of armor peering at the screen- though right now only one of his eyes is visible.]

So this is like a telephone or a radio, right? Except there are pictures and words on it, too! I really like it!

I'm Alphonse. Uh, don't mind how I look- I wear armor for protection. [Al wasn't under any delusions that he'd be able to keep the fact that he was hollow inside a secret for very long- he never seemed to be able to- but he was going to try.]

Brother, are you here, too? Major Miles? ... Winry?

[Action, on the Marsiva]

[There wasn't much Al could to do make himself look less conspicuous- he'd accepted that long ago- but here, in this unfamiliar place, he wished more than ever that he could. The Homunculi had eyes and ears everywhere in Amestris, and he had to be working under the assumption that they were here, too. He could only hope that they wouldn't be putting any innocent people in danger trying to find him.

He was also worried about Edward. He knew his brother would be fine in the storm, watched over by Major Miles, but what would happen to him afterward? And what about Winry, May, and Dr. Marcoh? He could care less about Scar, but he'd gone out to try and warn them that Briggs was unsafe, and now there was nobody to deliver that message.

Of course, if he kept blacking out... if this was it, if his soul was going to let go of his armor body... he might not have been able to get to them himself anyway.

Al let out a sigh. At least the view was pretty. Stars were everywhere.]

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