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Who: Flug, Red Fish and you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Red Fish
When: NOW after Flug gets back on his feet

"Greetings Red Fish, this is your captain speaking!"

[And fresh from the medical ward, if the IV drip Flug is sporting is anything to go by. His goggles glint with mischievous glee as he steps away from his desk to reveal a seemingly inoccuous dial adjacent to the hallway doorframe.]

"Presenting Red Fish's prototype teleportation and travel station! Through these terminals I have installed, long trips of carrying heavy cargo, escaping potential threats and lengthy evacuation procedures are a thing of the past! With the turn of this dial, many doorways are now interchangeable! Just remember the terminals will only recognize you and a specific amount of mass your space occupies. Should you need you to add a guest or adjust these parameters simply report to me."

[Or just adjust them yourself through the terminal at the bridge; it's easy enough to identify through the copious amount of sticky note instructions Flug plasters over everything. But hey, he likes to feel important.]

"Observe!"

[And suddenly Flug strides into the kitchen... along with the potted plant from his room which also came along for no discernable reason. ]

"...Occasionally some bugs may occur"

[Private network]
[As useful as the teleporters were, having a side project helped provide good cover up for the other collaborative effort the fleet got up to. Ensuring all lights and cameras are off Flug boots up a different device...]

Initiating beta test protocol.. two.. three.. please respond. I trust everything is still operating efficiently?

OOC: Teleporters on Red Fish! You didn't ask for them, you might not even want them; regardless you now have them! As expected of something cobbled together from a junkyard, they are prone to malfunctions; maybe sometimes you'll wind up in a different room than the one you intended or perhaps your tiny stereo likes to turn on and off randomly when the signals get crossed. It's yours to play with as you please! With that, I am officially back from hiatus. Fluggyboy collapsed after working too hard If you would like to assume you have helped him (in building or forcing his ass to get medical care, feel free!) I'm excited to see new faces :> as always feel free to PM or hmu on plurk!

fightorflug

Who: Escha

appletart , Flug Slys

fightorflug , and anyone else ready for some SCIENCE
Broadcast: Yes! Joint broadcast Fleetwide
Action: At the Wonderduck and gracing your screens ans ears, unfortunately
When: Now! The week of augment glitches

[ Here's Escha, standing in the middle of the Wonderduck lab! She's got a long band of bright red ribbon in her hands, and she looks excited! Very excited! ... Too excited, maybe - is she vibrating? We may never know for certain. ]

Ah! Hello everyone! [ Escha is talking incredibly fast - her words are practically running together.] We found out a lot of things about the ribbons, because we were doing a bunch of things to them, like putting them through stress, and fire tests, and examining them under lenses, and trying to break down their components-- Ahh, sorry! I got carried away again. But anyway, we wanted to tell you all what we found!

Turns out, they're flame resistant! Um, mostly. I mean, it takes a lot for the to catch fire. Which you wouldn't expect from fabric! So there's got to be more to it than just that, right? Well, that's what we thought, too! And we kept looking into it! And we found out some other amazing stuff!!

"That's right!"

[And just like that, two rubber-clad arms reach to pluck the camera from above, bringing us to the easily recognisable 'face' of Dr. Flug... What is somewhat less recognizable is the fact that he appears to be upside down. He too is talking rather expediently, but well, that's just Flug.]

"And not just fire, electricity In particular! This fabric has a peculiar reaction to electrical currants. Observe!"

[On cue, we cut a piece of the ribbon stretched above an almost taser-like device that flashes brightly, little flashes of light sparking in brilliant patterns.]

"If Atroma doesn't brand us for thieving, I have the mind to test some of these in a few inventions. It could be very useful to have a highly dura--" [He pans to an still smoldering piece of burnt ribbon from an early test.] "MOSTLY durable fabric to use in place of what would usually be a metal alloy's job."

[ She laughs a little, sheepishly, at the ultra-fried ribbon... but then it's back to excitement as she stands on her tip-toes, so the camera catches the very top of her head! ]

I bet we could all do some amazing things with these! They'd be perfect for conducting bridges!

“Or extending battery life--!”

OOC: The ribbon investigating has begun! Want in? We already have Lab Support and Engineer augments covered. Help us investigate-- if you can get a word in! Between Escha's hyperactivity glitch and Flug's misbehaving gravity there may be some issues. Feel free to specify if you want anyone in particular, otherwise you may get either or both (Possibly at the same time!). Threadjacks welcome~

onlyanapple

Who: Crowley and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Malum
When: Right now

[Hey, it's everyone's favourite demon. Or...at least a demon that some people have a positive opinion on. Same difference. Queen's Another One Bites The Dust plays in the background as he gives the camera a grin.]

So. While we all sit here, waiting for whatever fresh bullshit Atroma drops on us next, I thought we might have a little bit of fun, that we haven't done in a while. Lets have ourselves a little game of Never Have I Ever. It'll get you to know one another and let me in on your secrets, because I have to get my kicks somewhere. The idea is, you give a statement, if that statement is true for anyone, they don't take a drink, if it isn't, then they drink.

Basically, the less messed up your life is, the more wasted you're probably going to get.

You can do it over video, or you can come and drink at the bar. If you're underage and believe in rules, you can have slushies. You can have it in blue flavour or blue flavour. I'll even start. [AHEM] Never Have I Ever stolen a car.

[He takes a drink from the wine glass that's suddenly appeared in front of him. Was it always there?]

See? Easy.

[[ooc: Feel free to threadjack one another here, it's a free-for all!]]

expellerhead

Interesting that more people have been leaving than arriving lately.

Twelfth Cycle winding down, maybe?

[first time using video in the eighteen or so months he's been here. maybe a direct challenge? his 'paycheck' reflects low low ratings, if those are even real, considering he never ever does anything interesting.]

I'm a little shocked to find myself around, honestly. I'm boring. How does Atroma tally up those who leave and those who stay, anyway? I'm pretty sure some ratings high-rollers have ducked out. Randomized for the drama? Seems more like shoddy management than a deliberate choice.

It's almost like there's nobody watching after all.

sassy_assassin

Who: Sara & you
Broadcast: Initially
Action: The Space Bar
When: At an appropriate hour for drinking

[ The broadcast opens and it's Sara behind the bar at the Space Bar. Her top is moderately low cut, her hair is down, she has a cowboy hat on and her tone is casual and inviting. ]

Hey, I'm Sara. I'm the new bartender at the Space Bar. I'm pretty new here overall and wouldn't mind meeting more people, so if you come over and tell me about yourself, I'll mix you up a custom drink, alcohol or no alcohol. Sound like a deal? Good.

[ The broadcast ends, and while she'll answer any calls, she probably does have patrons to serve, as well, so action is a better bet. When you arrive at the Space Bar, there she is! Ready to bartend for the evening while looking like a cowboy ]

dothelokimotion

Who: Loki + You
Broadcast: Video
Action: Planetside
When: Right now!

[ The video starts with Loki out in a verandah, a few tables and chairs scattered around. he's standing, hiding something from view. He pulls out a lace handkerchief, dabbing at his eyes. ]

It seems that there are a few people that have departed lately. And since everyone is very fond of making cryptic sad statements on the network for attention, I thought I would do the same for the passengers that have left us in such . . . [ A pointed dab. ] . . . sorrow.

[ with that, he moves away, taking a seat, revealing a bunch of children with bats and a life sized Dr. Strange figure. They look at Loki eagerly, waiting for the signal and he nods in assent. With a wild cry, they all launch themselves at the statue, beating it up. It even makes realistic sounds of pain. With every tear and visible wound, candy falls out.

Loki conjures a mimosa, leaning back. This is the life. There would be one of Sam Winchester too if . . . Loki had any idea who that was. Alas. ]

ultima_mortis

Who: Death and All
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Planetside
When: Today

Broadcast

[Death is a fan of a few things in life. He loves people. He loves his family. He especially loves a certain animal known for hairballs and purring. Thus, when the feed turns on to show Death in slightly tattered robes, it isn’t immediately noticeable what’s going on. Then a tiny ball on his lap shifts around and a calico colored kitten pokes it’s head out over the ridge made by his knees. The kitten mewls and turns over onto it’s back, pawing up at the sky. Death quite calmly tickles the kitten’s tummy and laughs ever so quietly as his fingers are quickly caught and chewed on.]

I LIKE CATS. I ALWAYS HAVE. THIS ONE IS VERY FEISTY FOR HER AGE. [The kitten mewls at him again and licks his fingers.] WELL, YES, I DO LOOK A BIT FUNNY DON’T I? YOU LOOK RATHER FUZZY TO ME. [Another happy mewl.] THAT WAS THE INTENTION. UNLESS YOU WOULD PREFER TO REMAIN ON THIS PLANET? [The kitten turns itself upright and starts a very bold ascent of Death’s robe. It mewls again.] VERY GOOD, THEN. WE SHALL HAVE TO THINK OF A NAME FOR YOU. A FLOWER. WE CAN MAKE IT A TRADITION IN MY FAMILY FOR THE GIRLS.

[The kitten is on his shoulder now and boops it’s little head against Death’s cheekbone.]

POPPY. IT’S A FUNERAL FLOWER, BUT IT COMES IN BRILLIANT HUES SUCH AS RED AND ORANGE. [He nods at the video feed.] I DON’T THINK IT IS WISE TO GO TRAVELING BELOW THE FOG AND THE CLOUDS, BUT THE REWARDS ARE APPARENTLY APROPOS.

tellmehowthisfeels

Who: Moira and YOU
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Planetside and Iskaulit
When: Throughout the month of July

Broadcast

[Ever the scientist, Moira has felt the need to be on top of things here. That means that when she finds out there could be some unusual qualities to the mist, she decides it's time to take matters into her own hands. However, equipment is pathetic at best here and she is aware that she, unfortunately, will require assistance in this matter. And so, it is time to make a call.]

It has come to my attention that the mist of this system has some rather unusual qualities to it. I believe it would be to our benefit to study it. By finding the components in the samples we could potentially make advances to our medicines in the future.

[Now the less than desirable part.]

Presently the Heron is not equipped with a proper research lab. If there is a ship that is, that would be preferable. It would also be wise for several with the Lab Support augment to work as one to uncover the secrets behind this mist.

[A pause and then.]

I will fetch the samples myself. If you are willing to take the risk then you may join. I will be within reach should you have a desire to lend your...skills.

[She ends the transmission there. There's work to do.]

Planetside - Mists

[Whether someone has joined her or not, Moira has obtained a mask so she can make her way into the mists. With her is a pack with supplies to gather some samples of this mist. It's unfortunate that she has to use something so prehistoric as far as science goes but she intends to make it work. There isn't going to be a lot of progress without these samples, after all. That much is for certain.

So here she is, focusing entirely on the mist itself. Yes she's heard something about there being something for her to find in the mists but she hasn't ever been the sentimental sort. Rather her mind is intrigued by what properties this mist could hold. What mysteries they might unlock by finding out what chemicals exist within it.

Have you joined her in this? Or stumbled upon her? She certainly stands out with that height of hers.]

Iskaulit

[Now, she is here to meet with this other scientist. Flug is his name. The odd sort who somehow seems to feel that wearing a paper bag over his head is somehow a necessity. However, she's willing to overlook that in favor of picking his mind and getting him to work with her. These augments are proving to be inconvenient at times, not providing her with the knowledge she requires to do everything she needs to despite the fact that her Biotic Grasp was her own creation.

Still, she feels the need to explore it. There is plenty interesting here to supply the arts, something that pleases her. As much of a scientist as she is, she has a great appreciation for them and the beauty that they fill the world with. There is something wonderful about them and to see they have places to be taken care of here means they aren't likely to die anytime soon.

In the end, she's most likely to be found wandering the museum or the various studios. Just to look really. They're a pleasant way to pass the time.]

[ooc: A note about the mist samples/study! The mods have said we can do some neat stuff if we have some lab support people work together! It'll take a lot of time to break it all do and make something with the samples but it could be good for future systems and the like! Just food for thought if you'd like your lab people to get involved in something different!]

fightorflug

Who: Flug and you
Broadcast: Intended for Red Fish; Accidentally broadcast everywhere
Action: Aboard SS Red Fish
When: The moments prior and leading into Entering the Yaugur system

"Salutations, Red Fish! Err. Flug here. Dr. Flug. Engine Bay. I uh, I have finished my assessment of our vessel and have some suggestions on how to improve its performance."

[You know, the one you had no idea you asked for.]

"While Mr. Grimes' weekly check ups have been adequate, I have noticed one of the fans in sector J is burning out, I also suspect a bit of rust might be the blame for the grinding sounds in sector B. Sufficient parts shouldn't be hard to come by. I'm confident if I can rewire the majority of the panels near the bunker, I can increase efficiency there as well. Requesting permission to-- d'gah! DEMENCIA NO--!!"

[Seemingly out of nowhere, a greenish blur collides with the Doctor's bagged face knocking him clear out of frame. The culprit for the 'grievous' attack soon becomes clear as it comes playfully scampering into view. A green glider, recognizable as one of the species from the Yadrolla system. It licks the communicator before cheerfully answering the Doctor's call.]

"NO, that is NOT your name. I have not named you, stop!"

[After a moment of grappling for the camera later, we see the critter skitter into the ventilation shaft, much to Flug's frustration. At least it might help control the space vermin?]

[Around the ship [Action]
[Despite the harsh verbal reprimands, the Doctor appears to be a little more fond of the reptile than he lets on. As members of Red Fish are sure to gather, while the chasing and complaints are all too frequent, the little lizard's carefree attitude and the treats the Doctor hangs from his tool belt among other locations in the ship tell a different story. As usual he can be found anywhere, fixing anything at any time.]

[3AM meandering [Action]
[The crinkling of paper is the only sound that might signal the presence of someone in the kitchen. Should anyone turn a corner, they'll have just enough time to see their resident villain fitting his bag back on his head in the dark. It's extremely rare to see the man do anything but work, and apparently it's going to remain that way as Flug appears to change his mind. Upon realizing He is not alone, he freezes up and shuts the cupboard with a dismissive sigh. Why would anyone be up at this hour anyway? Perhaps it's the turbulent ride the fleet suddenly seems to be experiencing... ]

tellmehowthisfeels

Who: Moira and YOU
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Aboard the SS Heron
When: 6/16

Broadcast

[Have you ever beheld the face of sheer displeasure and disdain all at once? Well here it is again if you have and if you haven't...you learned something new. Because Moira is irritated beyond measure at these circumstances.

Though, likely not for the reason you might think.

Behind her is the lab that is hers now. (She doesn't care that it's supposedly another person's as well.) She does have the Lab Support augment, after all.]

I suppose that this sad excuse for a lab is what we are given to work with here. For something with the supposed funds to bring us here and even provide for such things this is rather...pathetic.

[She lifts a bottle (one will notice that it's her right hand which is decidedly purple, has metallic like veins along the surface and even has very long purple nails on it) and it looks like it's taking all the willpower not to sneer at it.]

Is no proper research done in this place? Are there no areas devoted to scientific discovery? I will have to make do if there are not.

[Then, to be polite, she nods her head.]

Thank you for your assistance in this matter.

SS Heron

[Moira's found herself to be wildly disappointed with all of this. Even the location where Winston was raised was more advanced than this and continued to be after the apes took over and attacked the scientists. Arriving on this ship, she'd looked around for a moment before striding forward. She wanted to assess the state of the lab for herself. Likely it would be equally as unpleasant a sight as everything else but there was just one way to be sure of that fact.

Which meant that one was sure to find a very tall woman who was a new arrival brushing away confetti from herself. She wasn't interested in such childish displays. Not when she needed to know what she had to work with so she could begin to rebuild her research.

Not to mention rebuilding her Biotic Grasp.]

postocular

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

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. ]

angelofthevored

Who: Baku (

dreamvour) & Castiel (

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.]

fightorflug

Who: You!... and Flug Slys who doesn't want to be included
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Aboard the Marsiva and Aboard SS Red Ship after shuffle
When: Before and After the Shuffle

[Video and Action [Aboard the Marsiva]

[Don’t you just hate it when the camera turns on by accident, only to catch some random object instead of a person? It appears that today the fleet cameras have decided to capture video of this random paper bag, talk about a waste of air-ti-- Oh, wait, no, it appears to be speaking. Evidently this is a person. Frankly, they look just about as flustered by the discovery.]

“OH— you have to be kidding me, THAT was the on button?! What kind of idiot wires a comm link l--”

[When it clips back on the man in the bag looks much more composed, he even organized the layout around him, attempting to make some form of a makeshift desk.]

“Greetings! I am Dr. Flug Slys, premiere Scientist and Evil Genius of Black Hat Organization!”

[Only to deflate immediately.]

“W-which you, uh, you no doubt know already i-if you bothered taking me in the first place, uh, erm…”

[He falters a moment, reaching off screen for something.] “I have to say, not many kidnappers are so forthcoming with information, so, thanks for that? Re-regarding what’s detailed here. I’m currently under contract to do another show at the moment —which I was in the middle of filming, actually— and am expressly forbidden to do business elsewhere. I’m afraid I can’t really offer my services.”

[So unfortunate for you, Atroma. It’s out of his hands, really!]

“There might also be some uh, l-liability issues employing a high caliber criminal like me? Eheh? So, I-if I could just be transferred to the nearest prison or security facility instead, I think that would be more beneficial.”

[What was a penitentiary compared to the anxiety-inducing torture of unwanted social interaction?]

“…Please??”

[Action] Aboard the SS Red Fish]

[Flug is no stranger to forced teleportation, whether it was due to conditions above the Marsiva or the simple reminder of why, the 'very scary, hardened' criminal arrives aboard the SS red Fish frozen mid-flinch, eyes dilated in abject terror.]

"Wh-- I was just--"

[And then the confetti bursts.]

"GAH!"

[As inevitably as all captives do, Flug eventually takes to wandering his new dwellings. The Engine Room and Lab area are given areas he might linger near but the decor, in particular, catches his interest; when he isn't working, you can find him examining those curious skull designs and what looks suspiciously like blood stains aboard the vessel.]

sandywolf

Who: Randolph Lyall and YOU!
Broadcast: Network - unfiltered for the Marsiva
Action: Waking up on the Marsiva - shuffle to SS Heron
When: Immediately after arrival, since he made it just before the shuffle

[Video]

[If you are used to seeing people waking up belligerent and demanding answers, dear viewers, you might get a little disappointed at how anti-climatic this one is.

Probably because Lyall spent about ten minutes pretending to sleep while sniffing around once he realized he wasn't where he was supposed to be. So when he 'wakes up', he simply opens his eyes and slowly sits up, looking around with mild interest.

He quickly and silently asses his state - no injuries, he's wearing clothing. He's feeling a little groggy, as if waking up from a full moon night, but if he were he'd be locked up and decidedly more naked.

Then, suddenly he blinks even though nothing noticeable happened on the screen, and stands up to walk to the camera, looking up at it.]

If this is transmitting, might someone tell me how to get in contact with Lord Falmouth? It's urgent.

[Action - Marsiva]

[Among the people freaking out and those being extremely enthusiastic, the one thing that might make Lyall stand out even though he wishes he weren't is his attitude. He isn't walking around in a rage demanding answers or being scared of what is happening, but simply taking advantage of the food, drinks and sleep options presented to them.

Not all food options are satisfactory, though. You might find him sighing slightly as he delicately eats the pieces of raw meat he's been given.]

I hate to be a bother, but do you think they might have fish instead?

Action - SS Heron]

[Well, that transfer was... unsettling. Immediately upon arrival, Lyall sniffs the air quickly, and... frowns. No, this doesn't smell right either.]

I'm terribly sorry, but I am afraid I will not be able to stay among you for very long.

lacyprincess

Who: EVERYBODY
Broadcast: Yeah, sure, I guess
Action: The Fleet and the Yadrolla System
When: 4/29 - 6/8

[Hey, hey, look, we have a new system! Let's go compete in stuff and root for sportsball teams! System info is here!

~~GO WAVES!~~]

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