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  • (last updated: 1/21/19)

    001 TEXT

    Dec. 23rd, 2018 09:05 pm
    becomebetter: <user name=bangparty> (Default)
    [personal profile] becomebetter
    Who: Shun Kenzaki
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: No
    When: A few days after arrival

    username: kenzaki

    What's the point of all of this?
    Not on a philosophical level.
    We're told we're entertainment.

    What purpose does this serve?
    I don't believe in coincidence or fate.
    People make choices and we're here because of that.

    We were brought here.
    I want to go home.
    Is that going to happen?


    [ Shun doesn't expect many answers but something, anything, would help. Give him a little bit here. ]
    passingthrough: (Kissing Piotr)
    [personal profile] passingthrough
    Who: Those who are about to be kissed! OTA
    Broadcast: Not likely
    Action: On any ship in the fleet including the Iskaulit
    When: Now until December 26

    Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.
    Lead me out on the moonlit floor.


    (Adventures in Mistletoe info post. Remember to mark your top levels with any boundaries you want to set! Enjoy!)
    universal_charm: (Default)
    [personal profile] universal_charm
    Who: Everyone Who Wants to Come!
    Broadcast: Nope
    Action: Yes, Planetside
    When: Sunday

    An invitation was sent out via the network to all of the Fleet, inviting them to come together for a night of feasting, dancing, and games.

    Kirk has managed to procure an event space for what he has dubbed Fleetsgiving. It sports a warm, interior space, decorated with tables, including two longer ones for food and drink. Along the far wall is a fireplace, crackling away for warmth, chairs set around and a table for fireplace games. The entire room glows with lights set in draped garlands, candles, and dim lights, warm and inviting and offering intimacy for those who wish to find it. Kirk would take credit for the decor, but no, it was the product of the owners of the event space. Probably just as well, to be honest.

    An open space at the center is open for dancing at one's leisure, music drifting through the air - loud enough for dancers to sway to a beat, but not loud enough to make conversation impossible. But, who knows, maybe towards the latter half of the evening when everyone has drunk enough, there will be a dance contest. There might also be a karaoke contest, but, really, that's up to the people.

    There is some prepared food - something that looks like a kind of poultry and something like meatballs in a bright orange sauce. Kirk can't vouch for what sort of animals they came from, but he can vouch for them being delicious. Bread, jam spreads, butter, local nuts and crackers. For desert there are what look like tiny tarts, and cookies dusted in a sweet pink powder. But while there is food provided, there is plenty of room for others to bring their favorites from home, or even their favorites from being here in the Fleet.

    Nothing was spared for drinks either. Local wines are set out in their bottles, ready to pour, fizzy drinks in cans and punch bowls, harder options for those who wished them further down, and water and juice for those less inclined to imbibe. While there isn't much room for additions, they are welcome.

    By the fire are a number of games laid out for choice - cards, some board games, and even a chess set, though it is a touch odd. Three boards, at varying heights, on a curved stand. The way the seats are arranged make it comfortable for many to play at once, or for only a few to play and many to gather by the fire and watch or idly chatter.

    Come one, come all, and have a good time!

    [ ooc: this is an open mingle post! Go ahead and make your own starters, tag around, and have a good time! Characters would be encouraged to bring their own food to add, or drinks if they so like, favorite games, etc. ]
    winscenario: (fifty two.)
    [personal profile] winscenario
    Who: James T. Kirk
    Broadcast: Network - open to all
    Action: all around the SS Red Fish + SS Heron
    When: Right now, and throughout the following week


    NETWORK BROADCAST ▹ VIDEO;

    [ Jim's staring seriously at the camera as the broadcast begins, concern visible on his features. He might be easily recognizable to most everyone on the Fleet, but as soon as he starts talking, it will become obvious that he is not the same man, or at least not having the very same memories. Not of this place, that's for sure. ]

    My name is James T. Kirk. I'm... not entirely sure how I got here, but for what it's worth, I'm one of the new arrivals.

    [ He presses his lips, glancing around. ] This isn't the first time I've been brought to a universe other than my own, but I was wondering if anyone else here has had a similar experience. Coming here from a place that's not your reality of origin.

    [ A pause, ] Specifically, has anyone here heard of Riverview, or the Quarantine?

    [ He can't help a hopeful look. A familiar face, any familiar face, will be welcome. He's looking for a specific one, admittedly, but he's not holding his breath on that one. ]

    Thank you in advance.

    ACTION ▹ SS RED FISH

    [ Once he makes that broadcast, he'll be exploring his new location, so he knows what he's dealing with. He can be found roaming the ship, poking his head into all the nooks and corners, and possibly trying to sneak his way into off-limits locations, if there are any. Stop him getting into trouble, or help him? Or just come say hi to a not-quite-new face. ]
    eternallyoutrageous: (sigh)
    [personal profile] eternallyoutrageous
    Who: Akeldama and you!
    Broadcast: Yep!
    Action: Marsiva, First Breath, and Iskaulit
    When: Beginning of November

    Marsiva
    [Lord Akeldama had woken not long before. He didn't feel quite like himself. He couldn't tell what was doing it more: the strange pain in the back of his head or the fact that he had essentially been ripped from his territory.

    It was... different still somehow than it normally would have been.

    He didn't necessarily feel like trying out this new gadget they had been given just yet so he stood by the large window looking into the blackness of space. He had always looked at it from the ground. This is what it looked like up close]



    First Breath
    [All of this moving around was not doing the vampire any good. Didn't they know that a vampire needed his territory in order to be settled. First one ship and now another. This was most inconvenient.

    Hopefully, the moving between ships had stopped. He needed a few days to settle in, for his head to accept this ship has "his territory". He'd do better once that happens.

    However, this other ship seemed to be more to his liking. The style wasn't quite what he'd do with his own house, but it was close enough and he wasn't going to scoff at it. So much better than that other ship.

    So rather sitting alone in that tiny room they called a cabin, Lord Akeldama made his way to kitchen, sitting quietly by himself for the moment]



    Isakulit
    [Finally feeling more the thing, Lord Akeldama decided to go exploring this ship called "the Iskaulit". It certainly looked like there was more space there than on the other ships. He was right about that and was quite happy to go exploring, to see what sort of spaces there were available to the Fleeters.

    He's probably not too subtle, dressed in plum colored evening jacket, gold waistcoat, high heeled boots, and a cravat of a different shade of purple that still seemed to compliment both the waistcoat and the jacket]



    Broadcast
    [Lord Akeldama has found himself a rather pleasing looking spot to make his post. It wouldn't do to have it look poorly behind him after]

    Good afternoon, fellow passengers of this thing called "the Fleet". As I understand it, we are all trapped this positively wonderful place as part of a farce. Am I correct in this assessment? Is there anything else that I should know?

    Video

    Oct. 22nd, 2018 01:48 pm
    passingthrough: (Calm)
    [personal profile] passingthrough
    Who: Kitty Pryde and you!
    Broadcast: Video
    Action: Twin Roses (or Iskaulit or planet if you want)
    When: Nowish

    So, we have a Starduck to go with our Twin Roses and Goldstone now. Anyone want to bet on the next ship blend?

    My money's on the SS Fish Breath.

    [Dry amusement aside, she is concerned by their dwindling numbers and what, if anything, it means.]
    universal_charm: smut (Naked Smile)
    [personal profile] universal_charm
    Who: Jim Kirk & You!
    Broadcast: Nope
    Action: Yes, Planet-side @ Alloy Lake
    When: Sometime in the evening

    While it wasn't broadcasted, between how many people were told and the fact it wasn't exactly a private affair on a very public beach, anyone was welcome to come to this little shindig. Kirk's feelings were mostly that they all could use a break and a chance to relax together as friends, family, teammates, or any other word you chose to assign to the relationships you had on the Fleet. It was a nice break from working in projects too. It was nice to have something to occupy yourself in a creative and useful way, but it was always a good idea to take a break and refresh the brain now and then.

    Which was how he came to the idea of a party on Alloy Lake.

    He scouted a scrap of land near the water to set up on - beach towels, a cooler with drinks, a mocked up grill to cook some food. He went out later in the afternoon to start with more than enough light to enjoy some swimming, though it would be dark soon enough for certain members to join without being uncomfortable. At which point, a bonfire was built. What? A lack of sunlight is never a reason to stop partying! Especially not with such good company.

    [ ooc: It's a party on the beach! Make your own starters and have some fun! There's drinks - alcoholic and non - food, a couple of games or make your own, a bonfire later in the night with of course means some kind of smore, swimming, and more. In terms of invite, you can assume you were directly told by Kirk, or told by someone else, or the grapevine. It's open to all, so don't worry to much about it. Have fun! ]
    hollowvictor: (Tributes)
    [personal profile] hollowvictor
    Who: Panem!Bucky and anyone + Some closed
    Broadcast: Yes
    Action: Wherever, if wanted
    When: Now
    Closed: Sam Wilson, Natasha )
    Open: Text
    So, being comatose for no reason is apparently normal here. Good to know, even a little late.

    That part definitely wasn't normal where I come from.

    Made me think: what else is similar or different between places that steal people from where they belong?
    Comas, method of getting people there, motivations, anything. If this isn't your first time in a place like this, I'd like to gather some intel. See if we can't draw some lines.

    It might be nothing. But it also might be something.
    mongoosecrow: (working)
    [personal profile] mongoosecrow
    Who: Gil
    Broadcast: Open
    Action: Blameless
    When: After he wakes up


    [Network]

    [Gil is awake now, and kind of disturbed by the whole going unconscious for a bit. The network gets another poem. It's not entirely serious, because the Blameless hasn't totally made up their mind about the cargo yet, but Gil's okay with taking some creative liberty.]

    There are many things one might call me
    Some have even used to the title 'brainiac'
    But one of the things that I know
    Is that I'm also an insomniac

    So imagine my laughable shock
    At waking up three weeks late
    And finding the world is different
    And my crew's ready to take the bait

    But I'm not one to complain
    (Shush to all you who would call that a lie)
    So let's crack it open and hope the inside
    Doesn't force us to say good-bye


    [Action - The Blameless]

    [Despite his playful response to this whole thing the idea that he was out of it actually really irritates Gil. He went to sleep willingly for 600 years, he wasn't really planning on sleeping through life again.

    He doesn't really seem irritated though. He seems more distracted than anything. He can be found in the engineering room once he wakes up and realizes what is going on. He runs basic checks and diagnostics, making sure that nothing has really changed the last few weeks, all the while mumbling to himself about all of the things that can go wrong on a ship if it has an engineer who sleeps on the job.
    ]
    padadin: (Default)
    [personal profile] padadin
    Who: Shiro and you
    Broadcast: Yes
    Action: Also yes
    When: Friday night
    Note: I haven't changed my icons yet (getting to that soon!), but Shiro looks like this now. Let me know if you character can sense stuff about others' souls, Shiro has been through some shit.

    1. Action - SS Blameless

    [He returns the same way he disappeared: quietly, just a presence that suddenly poofs on his bed. A very comfortable bed, mind you, but Shiro still groans: his whole body is sore and his head is a mess. That single sound is enough for Procyon, though, who is now running through the hallways to jump right into his master's room and then his lap.

    Barking and a celebratory "awoo!" can be heard echoing in the ship. Hi, Blameless, Procyon wants you to know your captain is back.]


    2. Network | Video

    [This broadcast definitely comes from Shiro's communicator, everyone should be able to tell, but the face appearing first on the screen isn't him - it's Ulaz. He seems to be sitting on a bed - Shiro's captain room, for those that could recognize it.]

    Good evening. It seems Shiro, the captain of the Blameless, has returned. However, he needs time to rest and recover. As such, there will be specific hours for visiting him until his recovery has progressed.

    What? [Shiro's voice comes off screen, but not for long. He's soon taking a peek over Ulaz's shoulder, showing his very white head now and a lack of right arm. He looks tired as hell too. Surprise?] Ulaz, that's not what we agreed on. I'll stay in bed like you asked me to, but I need to see my friends. This isn't a hospital. [Looking at the camera now.] Thanks to everyone that visited Procyon, and sorry for any inconve--

    [Oops, the patient(?!) is being unruly, and so Ulaz decides to cut the broadcast right there before Shiro manages to socialize one more second of his tired time.

    Please send help entertainment?]

    Glitch!

    Aug. 13th, 2018 10:50 pm
    dandyofawolf: (Wolf!Alert)
    [personal profile] dandyofawolf
    Who: Biffy and YOU
    Broadcast: Yes
    Action: SS Blameless and on the Iskaulit
    When: Starting on the 15th and lasting for about a week and a half after...

    Broadcast

    [The video starts with the camera actually falling. There's some chaos and then the sound of a canine yelping. Everything goes dark like cloth fell on it before you can see again that it's...Biffy's salon? The device has been shifted enough to reveal a wolf trying hard to free itself from what looks like the remains of a suit.

    When it sees the device on, it scrambles over and...the recording ends.]



    Iskaulit - First day of glitch (Closed to Lyall)

    [It's been literally years since Biffy last found he couldn't control his changes. For that reason, he's understandably distressed when he suddenly finds himself changed into a wolf. Quite forcibly! It takes him some time to at least free himself from his clothes enough that he can walk normally, even if it means the remains of what are left still cling to him.

    So now he's darting around the Iskaulit with his communicator in his mouth since he really has nowhere else to put it. Which means there's now a distressed chocolate colored (with a delightful red colored marking like a cravat on his chest) wolf wearing torn up clothes running around. This is his first glitch that he's gone through so he's not used to it!]



    Iskaulit or Blameless - Rest of the glitch period

    [Well, he's stuck like this. After the first day of stress now he's just resigned to the fact that he's stuck like this until this place will let him change. So usually he can be found on the Blameless or the Iskaulit. Just wandering mostly to get the energy out of his system since he can't open up his shop while he's like this.

    But really it's just him moping. Flopped about looking depressed.

    Want to try to cheer up the sad wolf?]
    scalpelofmarmora: (Default)
    [personal profile] scalpelofmarmora
    Who: Ulaz and you!
    Broadcast: yes, fleetwide
    Action: SS Blameless
    When: Various dates in August

    Broadcast
    August 11 - Birthday for an Old Man Galra )


    Action
    August 11 - Celebrate Good Times? )


    Video
    August 13 - Temporarily In Charge )
    survivalistcookbook: (Glancing up)
    [personal profile] survivalistcookbook
    Who: Eugene Woods et al.
    Broadcast: Yes
    Action: Aboard the Starstruck
    When: 8/4

    [Action]

    [Within a few minutes of waking up on the Marsiva, blearily patting around for his communicator, and scrolling through the most recent broadcasts from the fleet at large, Eugene has a pretty good idea of what's going on. For one, he's not on the ship he went to sleep on. Another thing, these are a whole heck of a lot of unfamiliar faces on the network suddenly. And he somehow doubts he got sucked into a different spacefaring reality show.]

    [No lie. He does stare at the ceiling for awhile. Mutter some choice words at it, and the shower, and his large tray of food in the cafeteria. But there's no point in getting on a broadcast and yelling about it, when it's obvious he's stuck bobbing around the timeline of this place until they're done with him, so he waits out his time. When he's finally deposited on the bridge of the Starstruck, he's picking his way past pudding cups and confetti before the jingle's even done. He wants to get down to the kitchen and see what he has to work with. When he meets his crewmates over snacks, it's going to be on his terms.

    Crepes, maybe. They have to have enough for crepes.]




    [Broadcast]

    [A few hours and several rounds of paper-thin pancakes later, Eugene figures he might as well pop onto the network. There are still some familiar faces around, after all. And he's pretty sure he might even owe a few of them pasta.]

    Well, looks like it's time to introduce myself to the class.

    [He's sitting at the galley table, arms folded, still faintly flour-speckled. Chance meetings and some decent, productive work have smoothed his resentment down to a rueful quirk that dogs at the corner of his mouth, sits tired around his eyes.]

    I'm Eugene Woods. Formerly of Earth, though a significantly more zombie-infested Earth than most of you are hopefully familiar with. It looks like I'm the new cook here aboard the Starstruck, so if anyone has the inside angle on where I can source produce, seasonings, and meat, I'm all ears.

    [Not all credits, unfortunately, but shh. Details.]

    As for anyone I've already met-? Heh. [He gives a dry little smirk, sarcasm by way of feigned ego.] Just let me know where they've been holding my fan mail, okay?
    sandywolf: (Default)
    [personal profile] sandywolf
    Who: Randolph Lyall, the crew of the SS Blameless, and YOU if you're either visiting the Blameless on catching the parts that are broadcasted
    Broadcast: Fleetwide for the parts that are not action.
    Action: SS Blameless
    When: Immediately after full moon so starting on May 31st and onwards as Lyall settles down.

    [Action - SS Blameless - After the Full Moon]

    [There was a really good reason for Lyall to quickly leave the Heron after being shuffled there and that reason was the full moon and the need for Lyall to be confined in the consolidated cargo hall on the Blameless with Biffy. Unfortunately, that left very little time for introductions, so the rest of the crews was mostly treated to howls and growls and weird sounds from said cargo hall as it contained two wolves this time around.

    Once full moon is over and they are allowed out, both Biffy and Lyall will crash for a while in Biffy's quarters, but soon enough Lyall will get dressed again and venture out. Time to meet the crew and properly introduce himself.]



    [Action + Broadcast]

    [Lyall is a small man who looks unassuming and makes every effort to remain seen as such. His first days as a notwolf aboard the Blameless will be devoted to settling in his surroundings. Apparently, that involves a lot of just walking around everywhere he can, opening every door that is not locked and just a whole lot of sniffing around. So he could very well end up in your bedroom or your working space if they're not secure.

    He's not hiding, necessarily, but he's so easily overlooked most of the time that he doesn't need to.]


    Would anyone happen to know how we get... recorded for this 'show'?
    dandyofawolf: (Default)
    [personal profile] dandyofawolf
    Who: Sandalio de Rabiffano aka Biffy and YOU
    Broadcast: Yes
    Action: At his salon or on the Blameless
    When: First week of June

    Broadcast

    [If you've seen this face the past few months you will have noticed a sort of tension or sadness to him. When you see him now in the video he looks decidedly more relaxed and happy as he smiles.]

    Good evening. During the past month I have been rather busy preparing something that I have felt our little fleet rather lacks. So it is my greatest pleasure to introduce you to my salon...

    [He reveals a lovely salon that has a chair with a mirror and another chair in the back with a basin for water. It's a refined and simple set-up that is somehow classic yet timeless. There even appears to be a setup for him to serve his customers tea.]

    This is the Miason de la Lune. I specialize in hair and cosmetics primarily but can also be sure to offer some fashion advice if need be. I am rather easy to find on the Iskaulit so you shouldn't have problems with coming here.

    [He gives a little flourishing bow to the camera.]

    It will be the pleasure of myself, Mr. Rabiffano, to serve you. I thank you and wish you well.

    Action - Salon

    [For anyone needing some pampering in the form of a facial or a hair cut or style or just about any sort of cosmetic thing...this is the wolf for you. He has organized his salon in a painstaking matter to ensure that it is perfect. The seats are comfortable, the supplies are full and ready... Every last detail has been seen to.

    So when you step inside, you will find him there in one of his flawless suits. A smile is on his lips and his hair is perfectly curled to frame his face just so. With a bow, he will present his little tea station.]


    Welcome. May I offer you tea while you tell me how I may serve you?

    Action - Blameless

    [The crew of the Blameless is sure to have noticed that their resident werewolf has become decided more relaxed. He smiles more and he even laughs more. Why, he doesn't comment as thoroughly on the subject of formalities. It seems the arrival of a certain other werewolf who is moving in with the crew has done him a lot of good.

    Naturally he can still be found in his usual locations: Making sure there's a regular tea time, seeing that everything is organized and clean, perhaps down exploring some of the games that the ship has. The fact is that he's surprisingly just...not sad. He's relaxed and happy.

    Seriously, you can thank Lyall for just showing up and living here now.]
    interstices: (and that's the test in it)
    [personal profile] interstices
    Who: Asuka Shikinami Langley and... you.
    Broadcast: Video
    Action: Red Fish, if you want it
    When: 4/29 (today)

    [And here's a sight typically reserved for sore eyes-- Asuka flopped on her half-made bed, hair in braids on either side of her head, wearing a t-shirt and a pair of baggy pants. The overall effect leaves her much less intimidating-looking than usual, but really, she's just about to go to bed.]

    I've been thinking about augment glitches.

    [Not the most profound statement, but she presses on.]

    Everyone gets them. Sometimes it's sort of an epidemic of them, other times it's just a handful of people. I know people in the Fleet keep track of all the planets and stations we end up at, but I don't think anyone's kept up with glitches. [An eyeroll, and then--] Probably because everyone wants to forget they happened. But I think it might be good to have a record and see what comes up most often or if there's any sort of pattern.

    If you want to talk about any augment malfunctions you've had, go ahead right here. Even if they're really screwed-up. It might help somebody else out.
    actually112: (Katara hold my lemur)
    [personal profile] actually112
    Who: Aang and YOU
    Broadcast: No
    Action: Iskaulit
    When: During the drift

    [Aang has spent the last three weeks or so on 24/7 alert, hiding out in the desert and then hiding out in the trees and air ducts of the Iskaulit, waiting for some catastrophe that hasn't happened. It's driving him nuts. Is that what the Capitol is trying to do? Make him go crazy from paranoia?

    Well, he knows the Capitol. He knows how to provoke them. If he does something really crazy, they'll retaliate, and at least he won't have to put up with this tension anymore. If there's no retaliation, then maybe, just maybe, the Capitol isn't as involved in this as he thinks.

    He picks a lovely spot on the Iskaulit--out of the way, separate from the hustle and bustle of the most frequented areas, but still public and accessible. He carries out paint, rollers, brushes, and sets himself up like he's going to paint the walls.

    Which is exactly what he does. He paints down a white undercoat in record time with the help of waterbending and airbending. Then he has a pencil, and he starts sketching out the bare bones of what he will paint. He blocks out the twelve different sections he wants to make, and then he starts writing.

    He writes names. Name after name after name in each section, so many that Aang needs to balance on a ball of churning air to write them at the top of this planned mural. Each name is carefully, lovingly written, given the amount of respect and grace it deserves.

    There are exactly 1,747 names. They are the names he memorized for his televised rebellion against the Capitol. They are the names of all of the Districter children who died in the Hunger Games.

    Aang is tense as he writes, constantly aware of who is around him and what might happen, but his expression is stern and his mouth is fixed in grim determination. Come at him, Capitol.]

    [OOC: Since The Games had lots of people AU'd in from other canons, feel free to assume that a name from your canon is up there if you like.]

    ✧05

    Apr. 17th, 2018 02:53 pm
    bi_otic: (Default)
    [personal profile] bi_otic
    Who: Kaidan Alenko, Gil Brodie, Felix Gaeta (and you?)
    Broadcast: Fleetwide
    Action: The lounge of the SS Blameless
    When: Today?

    [It feels like a promise long in keeping that they finally are doing this, though it comes likely with a mixed feeling that some people they might have shared this with are not here or that they’re leaving behind that sterile tomb of a planet.

    Still, it’s a good distraction either way. One that Kaidan has personally missed quite a bit, and it feels right that Gil and Felix were the first ones to join him. To be fair, it had been Gil’s idea to begin with.

    As they settle in, Kaidan picks up his communicator.
    ]

    Hold on, I have an idea…

    [The feed turns on, treating the rest of the fleet to the view of the lounge over Kaidan’s shoulder where Gil is shuffling a deck of cards and Felix is simultaneously watching him and
    pouring something into a few glasses that are sitting on the table.
    ]

    Hey….so...the three of us were just going to start a game of poker, but we could deal in a couple more people if anyone else wanted to join us.

    [Felix looks up at that, and at the camera. More people? It’s not a terrible idea. He adds something to sweeten the pot:]

    We’ve even got good snacks.

    [...Because of the planet. Anyway. They don’t need to dwell.]

    We’re all about the incentives. And even if you can’t join us this time, I was thinking we could make this a semi-regular thing? Just a thought.

    Anyway...we’re on the Blameless for this round. Feel free to let yourself in.

    [And with that, he switches the feed off]

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