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[personal profile] hot4engines
Who: Kaylee Frye and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Golden
When: September 16th

[The face that appears onscreen might be familiar to some Fleet members- except her hair is brown to Jennifer's blonde, and this gal definitely has a different accent. Also, she looks pretty crabby.]

Okay. So. I barely wake up in bed on this strange ship afore I appear on another one, and all I get for my troubles is a cup of pudding? No "hello, here's a recording explaining everything"? A nice dinner, maybe? 'least it tastes like actual chocolate... [She sighs, then softens up.] I been watching the network a bit, so I'm just gonna skip the part where I demand to be taken home. So, uh, I guess I'll just say hello. I'm Kaylee, I love ships n' engines, so at least I'll feel a little at home here, but other than that, I ain't quite sure what's going on.

ACTION - SS Golden

[As she waits for responses, Kaylee can be found exploring her new home, poking at the various bits of protein available in the kitchen, looking around her new quarters, but she spends the most time in the engine room, enthralled.]

#009

Aug. 13th, 2016 05:24 pm
everydayhero: (in this post-modernist view)
[personal profile] everydayhero
Who: Hiro Hamada
Broadcast: Video
Action: Iskaulit
When: 8/13

[hiro has claimed a corner spot in the engineering lab. many things from his shop on the bishop are here, but he hasn't abandoned his home shop at all. currently, he's spinning in the chair he's got. then he sets the camera down on the desk, facing him.]

Heeey, all you engineer-types, and not just the ones with the augment! Have I got a proposition for you. I've got a little project I'm working on--a repair project. It's a little outside my current scope, plus I don't think it's safe to be working on it alone. It's a... very advanced prosthetic. [he figures those who know about the attack two months ago will pick up on this.]

Anyway, I need some help. And I guess, if anybody wants to learn a thing or two about robotics from the professionals, you can come watch when we get together.

So! Any takers?
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[personal profile] everydayhero
Who: Hiro Hamada
Broadcast: Video
Action: Marsiva
When: 6/14, afternoon

[the feed shows the view out of the windows on the marsiva hospitality deck. they pan over the view for several seconds, and then stop on a distant ship that is definitely glowing some kinda color most of the ships aren't. most people know this as characteristic of the ss bishop, decked out in flashy lights and obnoxious amounts of color.]

That... is my ship.

[the voice doesn't sound very happy about that, for some reason. the feed turns again, and hiro points the camera at himself. he look... a little confused, and possibly frustrated.]

I haven't been on the Marsiva in months. Last I remember, it was April. That's... not what the comm says. What happened?

#007

Mar. 11th, 2016 12:39 pm
everydayhero: (weep little lion man)
[personal profile] everydayhero
Who: Hiro Hamada!
Broadcast: Text
Action: Bishop, Cargo Bay
When: 3/11, afternoon

sooooo i might have done that "project tunnel vision" thing again. not gonna lie, it was pretty nice. i've been running maintenance so much i was starting to forget what it's like to be making something new.
i've been running around the city when i need money, but it's been brought to my attention that that isn't "socializing".
so
hi, everybody. hiro hamada here. impressionable teenager who isn't getting enough people time and is going to "end up a hermit" if he doesn't say hello to the fleet once in a while.
what did i miss??
everydayhero: (stuck in the jet wash)
[personal profile] everydayhero
Who: Hiro Hamada
Broadcast: Text
Action: SS Bishop
When: 1/27

a year really flies by in the fleet, doesn't it? we've been attacked twice, we've seen everything from medieval villages to virtual-reality domes, and we've seen a lot of passengers come and go. the whole thing's really incredible. but i know i wouldn't trade this experience for anything, not with the people i've met and the things i've been able to do.

happy anniversary to me, i guess. from what i hear, there are way worse places to be stuck.

-hiro hamada
engineer extraordinaire
everydayhero: (and waste it on)
[personal profile] everydayhero
Who: Hiro Hamada
Broadcast: Accidental Video
Action: Bishop
When: 12/17

[Here's a face you haven't seen in a while, flooters. The shaggy dark hair, the scrawny arms, the gap in his front teeth--yep, Hiro Hamada has not actually gone home.

[He is asleep, though, it seems, lips barely parted as he takes in shallow breaths. But after a moment of this, he starts to stir. His eyes flutter open, and he squints at the ceiling. Something is wrong, here.

[This is not his ship.]


... Wh...

[His voice is a laughable croak, and he starts coughing.]

... shit...

[Language, Hiro.

[He sits up, looking around, and it starts to dawn on him that... actually, this does look a lot like the Bishop. Just... different?]


... Ohhh, crap. [There he goes, recognizing that he took one of those coma naps. He drags his hand down his face. He doesn't realize he's being recorded yet.]
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[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.
thespaceopera: (red alert)
[personal profile] thespaceopera
[After weeks of relative silence, our intrepid passengers finally travel within visual range of a blue planet. Marsiva's slow-and-steady course makes it clear that this is the Drift Fleet's next destination--but just as your ships come within scanning range and your computers begin to gather data, a fleet of quick little watchdog ships zip out of the planet's atmosphere, heading straight for you!

They do not swoop in for an attack, but hold their positions between you and the planet. They look close enough to cause some trouble, and any working Communications Officer can tell you that they have weapons locked on the Fleet in warning.

The tell-tale sound of an incoming hailing frequency chimes over your ship's alert system. Someone would like you to pick up the phone. Thanks to their augment, all passengers instinctively know that they'll be looking for the Captain or the Communications Officer of the ship--but no one says someone else can't pick it up first.

On the bridge, the hailing frequency can be viewed on screen, along with the attached subject: "Identify yourselves." The notification chime goes off every seven seconds. These ships don't look like they're going anywhere, but they don't want to be kept waiting, either.

What do you do? Will you accept the frequency?]



ooc → see the July Star System post for details about this event! there is no real rush in this post (we won't even be around to begin responding to it until Sunday afternoon), so take your time, feel free to tag each other in this post (maybe try to get your Comms officers off their asses), and there is no time too late to tag into this post. the element of urgency is all IC, and there is no OOC pressure at all.
everydayhero: (so please don't be upset)
[personal profile] everydayhero
Who: SS Bishop Crew + You!
Broadcast: Bishop PA-system!
Action: SS Bishop!
When: 7/6-7/20!

[KSSHHKK--]

Attention SS Bishop crew, this is your captain, Hiro Hamada, speaking. I'd like to take a moment to thank everybody for doing such a great job at their stations; we couldn't run the ship without you. Also, Adra, if you can take the time to figure out how to fix my brother's elephant ears, that would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.

[--KSHHK-click!]
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[personal profile] geonomy
Who: Clay Terran and all of YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Vanquish, bridge
When: 6/29, afternoon

[When the video comes on, Clay's looking at it with a big, excited grin on his face that seems to only increase in wattage once he realizes it's on. He sits back on his heels then, arms wrapped around his knees, though they probably won't stay like that for long.]

I haven't been here very long, but I've still met so many people with such cool powers! [And, indeed, he begins to gesture and lean forward as he describes each power.] Super strength, fighting with magic cards, reality bending, and flight! I never even knew those kinds of things were possible outside of comic books and tv shows!

[He rocks back again, arms winding around his knees once more as he seems to calm just a bit.]

So tell me about your powers. What are they like? Is it natural to you, or do you... I don't know, have to call on something in order to make it happen? And for you people who don't have powers, like me, what kind do you wish you had? [And the thought of it just makes him move once more, arms out and gesturing.] If I could have powers, I'd have flight, the ability to breathe anywhere I wanted, and super durability. Or maybe - maybe adaptability? That way I could go into space any time I wanted without getting into a heavy suit!

[... Aaand calm again.] So, yeah. Powers? I really want to know. It's of astronomical importance.
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[personal profile] ino
Who: Ino and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: Blue Fish
When: Now!

[ Ino looks a little frazzled, but she's all business when she addresses the camera. ]

Hey everyone! An update on the research going on right now. Well, as far as I know, anyways. If anyone has any findings besides what I'm about to say, let me know, I'll add it to the list.

To make this short and sweet, we've figured out that these aliens are pretty damn intelligent -- near to or on par with humans. [ She holds up a hand, as if to shush the people watching ] Immortals and non-humans, please save your jokes about how dumb we are for the end, please and thank you.

Anyways, they're pretty smart, but they weren't really supposed to be all crazy and vicious. So we looked into it and it looks like they've been exposed to some sort of fungus that's severely damaged their nervous system. If you didn't know, that's linked to the brain, and so very much affects how they act and think. We're thinking that's shorted out their ability to think and reason properly. Hence the conflicting violent attitude compared to the distress signal they sent out before.

Soooo, if you haven't put two and two together -- until we figure out the deal with this mold, how to potentially cure the damage it's caused, so on and so forth -- I would not recommend going on the ship at all until we can determine for sure that it's not going to infect us, too. I know there's a lot of interesting things going on on the ship, but you don't know what that shit could do to you. [ A beat ] Seriously.

If you're going to be a stubborn idiot and go on the ship anyways, I'm going to be keeping an eye on the entrance and keep note of anyone who decides to go in, so you can be monitored in the future. You know, just in case this comes back to bite us later, which it probably will, because that's how these things work.

If you've been on the ship and you're worried about your own personal health, or have noticed any recent symptoms you think are off in some way, I'd be happy to check and see if your everything is in order! I'd also recommend drinking a lot of water the next few days to flush any toxins out of your body.

Anybody have any questions? I'm Ino, captain of the Three Twins for those who don't know me. Just let me know.

[ And with a short little wave, she ends the feed. ]
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[personal profile] hymnals
Who: Adrasteius; perhaps you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Bishop; kitchens
When: N to the O W

[Adra's in the ship's kitchen, seated at the table. A shimmering, golden aura limns his entire body, concentrated particularly at the crown of his blonde head. The faint impression of angelic wings blinks in and out of corporeality on his back as he speaks, sometimes seeming almost solid.]

I'm here today to speak to you about the Light. No, I don't mean that thing in the ceiling, or the sun, or any physical, mechanical sources of illumination, so let's nip that idiot question right in the bud. I'm talking religion, people, which some of you desperately need. A religion that isn't bullshit.

[He leans forward; steeples his hands.]

First of all: no gods. No capital G 'God' or 'Maker' or 'Creator' or what-have-you. No offense if that's part of the dogma, I guess, but it doesn't strike me right. Most of the gods I've met needed a swift kick to their many-mouthed faces, personally.

Second of all: no judgment. Of course, those who wield the Light can and must judge, but the Light itself brooks no discrimination. Whatever you've done, and for whatever reason you've done it, the Light forgives. The Light is grace: by definition, ever present, albeit never deserved. A gift of the universe.

Because, you see, the Light is an omnipresent, divine force. It is the name we give to every person's individual connection the universe. Under its teaching, we recognize our place in the great span of space and time--and our responsibility to influence the universe positively, to bring comfort, to soothe pain, to offer hope.

[Adra gestures with his hands, and as he does so, Light sparks from his fingers. The energy darts around the room, looking for all the world like a cascade of shooting stars. He might be trying to show off a little--or, at least, just trying to demonstrate that what he's talking about can be empirically observed.]

Practitioners follow a path of three virtues: respect, tenacity, and compassion, taught in that order. Don't worry: I won't go into it. Not today.

[But another day. Sooner rather than later.

The glow around his body fades. He smiles, a beatific, genuine expression.]


The point is--religion doesn't have to be damaging. It doesn't have to be oppressive. There are philosophies, churches, that work for good. Mine is one of them. It's here for you. I'm here for you.

Just letting you know.
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[personal profile] limitstorm
Who: Riku
Broadcast: Network (video), open to all!
Action: Only Bloodsport!
When: 5/29

[ for a good moment or two, the only thing that can be seen are riku's bright eyes in the dark, but he pulls away long enough to just give a blank stare at the camera.

he just. blinks. his hair's a crazy bedhead, and he still looks half asleep before he just blurts out; ]


Funny prank. What's the real date?

[ squints. ]

I don't sleep for months like someone I know.
everydayhero: (i'm not passive but aggressive)
[personal profile] everydayhero
Who: Hiro Hamada
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Bishop
When: 5/17



[it appears that the atroma is tired of one of its star ratings-grabbers not doing a damn thing. for the entire duration of april, hiro was fixing ships and running jobs for parts. for the month of may, he's been using those parts. he's currently working with black paint of some sort, with music playing from seemingly nowhere (looks like the sound system he kept talking about got completed).

[if you haven't sought him out, and you're not regularly training him, hiro's been completely radio silent while he's been working. in fact, he hasn't even answered text messages in a couple days.

[when he finishes coating the surface he's working on in the paint, he lowers the mask he's wearing and sighs, wiping (and smearing paint on) his forehead. he looks like a mess.

[but hey, at least he's alive!]
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[personal profile] howcanihelp
Who: Stephanie Amell and Hiro Hamada
Broadcast: No
Action: VR Dome, closed
When: sometime right around now

[ Steffa has been spending a lot of time in the VR Dome since their arrival. Not so much that she wasn't helping where she could with the repairs to the Bishop, but there always seemed to be hands on deck as far as that was concerned, and a majority of her free time was spent reading or just relaxing in virtual recreations of the Circle tower she grew up in.

After all, what better way to remind her sleeping mind that there was not always blood and bodies, that there were no longer blood and bodies, than by spending a lot of time there? Right? So she'd be able to stop having nightmares?

It hadn't actually helped with the nightmares, but she thought maybe it would with a little more time. Until she'd pulled up a workroom today, walked in, and could've sworn she saw bodies in the corner. They weren't there, she had looked and they weren't there, but it had shaken her deeply.

Which is probably why she's currently wedged herself in a corner between a stone wall and a bookcase and has her forehead pressed to her knees, trembling and breathing hard, like she's trying to catch her breath. ]
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[personal profile] twocomplex
Who: GAME-WIDE MINGLE aka everyone
Broadcast: If you want
Action: The Stations!
When: From 04/05 through the month of April.

[Well, that all sure happened. But at least you have the waystations! Whether you want to stock up on supplies, work, trade, or visit the very fancy Virtual Reality Dome, it's bound to be a nice break from the attacks of the 5th.

Make your own prompts, set up your own Virtual Realities, etc! For reference, the OOC post with info is over here!]
everydayhero: (like you're dumping your purse)
[personal profile] everydayhero
Who: Hiro Hamada
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Waystation/Bishop
When: Sometime after the attacks.


[The video opens on Hiro, who's looking over his shoulder at what... looks like it might have once been the Bishop. It really barely survived that battle. He looks a little exasperated, but not visibly injured--at least not what can be seen of him here.]

So, it looks like we've got our work cut out for us. [he glances back to the camera.] For everybody who doesn't know, my name is Hiro Hamada. I'm the engineer on the SS Bishop. I know there aren't enough engineers to go around for the repairs we all need, so I'm going to offer my services. I know my way around things like this. If you need help on your ship, let me know. If you can't do the repairs, but you can work to get parts, I'll take that in payment.

[he looks like he's about to sign off, but he pauses.]

Oh, right. If you're not an engineer in augment, but you can help, make sure you're pulling your weight. The faster we can get done repairing, the faster we can go back to our lives.
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[personal profile] thespaceopera
[bright and early one Sunday morning, proximity alarms begin to blare. could it be another set of disorienting malfunctions?

no... this one is for real. the Drift Fleet is under attack!

any ship with a scanning array will pick up a small swarm of ships--roughly the same caliber as the ships in your fleet--swooping in fast from distant space. any pilot, engineer, or communications officer who remembers those strange blips in the radar over the last several months can confirm that this is that very same group that's been following them. this time, they're not leaving room for negotiations, and they will not respond to any hailing or threats. they are on a mission.

within minutes, weapons are live, and the fleet is fired upon. suddenly, the casual drifting of the fleet turns into something much more real, and much more dangerous.

do you follow your augment's call and run to your station? do you flee your responsibilities? do you wish you could help and can't? are the captains leading or floundering, and are their crews even listening?

for a few terrifying moments, the fleet will be hammered, and Atroma is silent. you are all on your own, dear passengers. your little ships are not prepared for this, you have not been trained--and your enemies have no such trouble. a few ships are even shot down, forced to make crash-landings on nearby stations.

things look grim as the terribly-outmatched little fleet fights to defend itself... until the attacking fleet suddenly turns and bolts back into the darkness without warning.

maybe the attack was a warning. maybe they were just testing you. maybe something frightened them off.

whatever the reason, you are all left beaten and confused, without explanation at all.]


ooc posthere
this is a little event to kick off April! and it is essentially a glorified themed mingle, so there is no rush to reply to this immediately. the outcomes of the ships have been predetermined, based on the augments of the crews. all of that information and more (including info for people on hiatus and who wish to opt-out) can be found on the ooc post as well.

flourish or buckle under the pressure, help or hinder, and most importantly-- have fun!
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[personal profile] got_it_memorized
Who: Axel and Anybody, really
Broadcast: None planned
Action: On the Tourist
When: The week of April 5-11

[Axel is actually pretty stoked about giving magic lessons. Even if he's not certain Hiro and Steven will be able to produce magic, it'll be kind of nice to do this again. Showing Roxas the ropes and helping him grow and learn had been a really important part of his life, and he hadn't even fully realized it until Roxas was gone. Roxas had given him a purpose beyond just being the Organization's go-to guy when they needed a job done quick and clean, and that's something he misses. He misses purpose. Well, if a Nobody can miss such things. If a Nobody can miss anything.

[No, he's certain he misses it. He's certain he misses Roxas, too.

[He gave Steven and Hiro open invitations to drop in whenever they had time, so whenever they show up, the lesson can begin! He also gave Kaneis an invitation to pop in to try an orange, since he needs to be educated on such things. Basically, the Tourist is too quiet a lot of the time, so Axel doesn't mind visitors. Wanna hang out? Come on by!]

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