thespaceopera: (red alert)
[personal profile] thespaceopera
[The nebulas are beautiful in this region of space, at the very least. They gleam as great distorting clouds of space-stuff that your scanners don't even want to attempt to analyze. They affect the ships' instruments much like other areas of disruption have in the past, but these are actually visible as large swathes of light--like giant flames frozen in their swirling shapes, suspended across impressive stretches of space. For once, there's something like scenery to look at, out here in the black...

And then, the proximity alarms begin to blare.

From a gap between the two nearest clouds comes an assemblage of ships! Familiar to some and new to others--they do not respond to hails or communications of any kind, and they're gunning straight for the Fleet without slowing. Their weapons are locking on and firing as soon as they are in range.

Many passengers have been through this before, and many of the ships are bigger and better than they'd been in the previous skirmish. Today, the Drift Fleet will put up a better fight, even punch a few holes in their attackers.

Your augment knows where you need to go! Do you run to your station? Do you dodge your job? Are you unsure how to help? Are the captains giving orders or panicking, and are their crews paying attention? Everyone's got a chance to fight back before the enemy fleet runs them into the nearest nebula--and things suddenly take a bad turn.

As soon as each Drift Fleet ship hits the nebula, its systems overload and short-circuit before going dead. It stays silent for minutes, no radar, no comms, no network. Stubborn stragglers are ganged up on and forced into the cloud, followed by the poor ships on autopilot being bodily hauled into the nebula with tractor beams. Once the entire Fleet has been set adrift as sitting ducks, before the Marsiva can get too close, the attacking fleet... turns and flees through the cloud, seemingly untouched by the nebula that scrambles your ships.

Eventually, the systems flicker back to life, blinking on one by one. It will be several hours before any other effects of the attack will be noticeable. The network shows up as live again, but Atroma never shows up to explain a thing...]



ooc: the out-of-character event post is over here! respond to this post any way you like; you can have action, comm messages, play during the attack, being stuck in the nebula, checking in after the network comes back online, or whatever else seems fitting.
forsometimenow: (shy)
[personal profile] forsometimenow
Who: Jennifer Keller and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: N/A unless you really want to
When: September 10th

[Jennifer smiles shyly as she addresses the Fleet; leadership and interacting with people on a broad scale was something she'd grown into on Atlantis, but upon arriving on the Drift Fleet, she'd drawn back into her shell a lot. It was a defense mechanism, given that nobody was familiar here, and she wasn't in the position of leading an entire department as she had been back home.

But she was starting to get tired of hiding, too, and knew she had valuable skills to offer others. So, here she was.]


I see we've had a lot of new faces around here lately. I'd like to introduce myself- I'm Dr. Jennifer Keller of the Wonderduck, and my ship's medbay is always open for people who need it. And in that vein, I've decided I'm going to be offering some first aid lessons. I feel like it would be a big plus for people to learn, so in case there's another crisis, they can take care of themselves if need be- or at least put themselves together well enough for a trained medic to finish it up.

So please- if you're interested in learning, just let me know.
poetontheinside: (gun)
[personal profile] poetontheinside
Who: Ray Kowalski
Broadcast: Video
Action: Windrose, and space!
When: today and also whenever the races are happening

[Ray is looking bored bored bored. He has a toothpick stuck in the corner of his mouth, and he's throwing a ball from one hand to the other, sometimes scrambling after it when he misses- it's astigmatism, okay, he just doesn't see all that good.]

Alright, so I got a question. Not everyone here's from Earth, whatever, but most of you are from some kinda place with some kinda rules and laws. And I figure a bunch of you have gotta be law enforcement yourselves, y'know, statically. [sic]

Now me? I'm just a regular schmo, city cop worked his way up to Detective. I didn't always wanna be a cop, but I tried it out and it stuck. Chasin' bad guys, putting on the heat, lock 'em up. Bam-bam-bam. [He slams the ball into his hand three times, then sits forward and grins.] It's a job, right? Just like bein' an engineer in here.

[He misses it. He misses it a lot, actually; misses his partner and the job, the satisfaction of a puzzle and a chase and locking up someone who made the world a little more dangerous.] So the rest of you: what do you do? How's it work in your world?

[Added, a few minutes later:]

By the way: I don't have my ar here to race you in, but back home I'm the last guy you wanna get into a car chase with. [He may be exaggerating slightly, but who could contradict him?] Figure I gotta keep those instinct working. I'll be there in two hours, ready to go.
alloys: (☢ all i know is;)
[personal profile] alloys
Who: Tony Stark and you!
Broadcast: Video
Action: N/A
When: Aug 21

[ so, he's arrived and rogue filled him in on the important details of who was here that he may know - or may yet know, thanks to timelines being what they are. it's the sort of thing he's had experience dealing with before, but it was still annoying. in luceti, no one else had been privy to details that hadn't happened to him yet. if they even pertained to the same version of him - tony was well aware of the fact that there were several other iterations of himself somewhere out there in the cosmos. he's gotten used to it. ]

Alright - so, I'm here. [ does he even need to introduce himself? everyone knows who he is, right??? of course they do. ] Sound off if you think we need to talk and I'll use my flawless judgment to decide if it's worth my time.

[ yep. ]

For the rest of you, I need to know about switching my augment. As much as I like having my name on a door, I'm not here to help anyone sort out their issues. Believe me - that's not good for anyone. Especially me.
stefanged: (concentrating)
[personal profile] stefanged
Who: Stefan Salvatore and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Iskaulit
When: August 21st

[Stefan promised Allen that he would scout the Iskaulit for potential locations for an interfaith space. The formal name would come later, should he think up something catchier... While he's poking around the entire ship, he finally settles upon a moderately-sized room (with a few springline windows on one side and a wooden floor) towards the back of the ship.

He'll be in the room for a while, trying to guess measurements and sketch ideas for how this space could best work. Around the time he settles in, he switches the feed on:]


There's a lot of great stuff happening right now - makes this feel more like a community. Which is kind of why I'm wondering, would anyone else be interested in an interfaith space?

[He moves the camera so that everyone can see the space clearer.] Back home, I did interfaith ministry. No matter what you practiced or who you believed in - or who you didn't - these prayer rooms would be sacred spaces for you to stop and take a moment to reflect. Prayers, meditation, even just a cup of tea or a chat with a religious counselor... I'd like to make all of that happen here.

But... to do that, I'll need your support. If you're interested in helping me, or in just using the space, let me know. Just tell me about your faith, or your spirituality, and what you'd need, and I'll try my best to make it happen.
onlyanapple: (Always a bit sly)
[personal profile] onlyanapple
Who: Crowley and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Iskaulit
When: Right now!

[Crowley isn't in his usual place, lounging before the communications array aboard the Pathstone. Today, he seems to be wandering one of the big, empty spaces within the Iskaulit, looking around him with a small level of appraisal. ]

Back in Paradisa, there were a number of bars around the place. Gave people a place to go spend time, drown their sorrows, maybe people watch, or just sit in a corner and ignore the fact they were trapped in a magical soul-eating castle. One of my favourite places was a bar called the Lux. Great place, that.

[He wanders over to one part of the room, holding one hand out like he's trying to judge the space. ]

Discounting the fleeting places we end up on our travels, we haven't got anywhere like that here. Our own Drift Fleet captives place. Seen as we have this floating lot of empty space following us now, we might as well use it. So this is me, laying claim to this space for a bar that will be named at a later date. Something classy, I think.

Of course, work isn't my thing, so anyone interested in joining me in this grand and marvellous enterprise? I'd say I'll make it worth your while, but I think having our own bar will do that all by itself.
kill_switch: (Default)
[personal profile] kill_switch
Who: Furiosa and you!
Broadcast: Scenic shots
Action: Planet - Beachside
When: Today

It was almost too much to believe.

An unspoiled planet, clear blue skies, water as far as the eye could see. She pans the camera around to catch the expanse of beach with the ocean stretching out to the horizon, the sun glinting off the waves, a few puffy clouds wafting their way past.

"I will never tire of this."

She'll be on the beach, just walking along and taking it all in. Trudging through sand is not unfamiliar with her, but the sound of the waves is intoxicating and foreign.
preformthisneigh: (Fezes are cool)
[personal profile] preformthisneigh
Who: Cheese Sandwich and You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide - video
Action: Bishop
When: Right now.

[Cheese has been here for three months now, and it's clear Atroma aren't about to get rid of him, so he has an important mission to carry out. He turns on the video feed at stares down at the camera, his face is serious. This is serious business. ]

Okay, everypony. I have a super duper absolutely utterly important question to ask all of you. I really, really need an answer from everypony. It's that important.

[He leans a little closer in, to show how REALLY IMPORTANT it is. ]

I need to you tell me when your birthdays are. I also accept dates of anniversaries or likewise important dates to you.

[He picks up a pencil from off camera, and sits poised, ready to write into a little notebook. His words are a little muffled when he speaks again on account of the pencil in his mouth. Earth pony problems.]

OKAY GO!
initforthemoney: (penguin - computer)
[personal profile] initforthemoney
Who: Frobisher and YOU! Yes, all of you.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Friday and Saturday before the shuffle

[The broadcast opens to an extreme close up of a black beady eye. Frobisher is still trying to work out exactly how these devices work but hey, he's a penguin of some ingenuity. Convinced it's broadcasting, he waddles backwards giving the audience the time to appreciate his full and beautiful form. Such fine feathers. Such a handsome beak. Such... yes very much such a penguin.

You are receiving a video broadcast from a penguin. You're welcome.]


Hey, how's everyone doing today? Enjoying the view? Gotta say, real nice place you got here, I haven't seen this kinda hospitality since the Doc took us to the grand opening of the Space Hilton a while back. Real up market. Could use a little more variety in the diet though, how is a self-respecting penguin supposed to enjoy a free meal if you punks ain't got any fish in that canteen of yours?

Now that we've got the pleasantries over with, I'm looking for a guy. A specific one, actually. Tall, unruly curly hair, wearing an outfit like he got puked on by a aesthetically challenged rainbow. I'm supposed to be keeping an eye on the guy but you know what Gallifreyans are like, never following directions. If anyone sees him, tell him he's penguin friend's waiting to collect him on the hospitality deck. And Doc, if you're seeing this yourself, I'm gonna say you owe me BIG time for getting us into a mess like this again. We was supposed to be going to the South Pole, remember?

Once we get outta here I'm gonna be the one picking the destinations for the next week, got it?

Now while I'm stuck up here... this place got a pool?

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