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Who: Everyone invited, everyone gatecrashing (technically you're all invited, so...)
Broadcast: Who knows, maybe some drunken texting later on
Action: Iskaulit Pool!
When: 3 July

[It's a party for a narcissistic redhead who likes to be reminded she's alive. Come celebrate! Alternately, come sneak in and steal the food! There's a bar set up for drinks drastically lowered to cost-price or to-be-paid-later-tab, a non-alcoholic punch in case of wandering minors (spike it and Nami will end you) and random snacks.

Oh, and a pool. Which is heated. Kind of important, that part.

Step right up, I'm reliably informed we'll have Thor with his shirt off, take pictures while you can.]

rebuildyourruins

Who: Thor + various
Broadcast: no
Action: the First Breath, some other places
When: May 20th - May 27th

( cause and effect )

dothelokimotion

Who: Loki + You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes
When: Right here, right now.

[ video ]

[ Loki is sitting on a chair, decked in . . . a large fancy red robe. The background music is currently playing this song, something he heard on the planet and immediately stole for his own needs. He's sitting on the chair, legs slightly up in the air like he don't care because guess what — ]

It seems my request was approved and I am now the captain of the First Breath. Rest assured, I will treat my crew benevolently. Possibly with beer and movies.

( it's up to you, what's your pleasure? )

signifies

Who: Clark Kent and you.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Aboard the Marsiva.
When: The week of his arrival.

I don't suppose I could click my heels three times. . . [ Only Clark gets his little joke. ]

I'll keep this brief. My name is Clark - I'm from Kansas.

[ He's been the new guy at work often enough to sound chill about this, but he is feeling a little shaky having woken up here in the middle of his workday. To top it off, not being able to hear his mother's heartbeat is jarring.

There's some stress baking in Clark's future. ]

What do you make of this place? I'm curious to know how it compares to where you come from.

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!~~]

mikangirl

Who: Space Bar staff and special guests
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Space Bar!
When: One fine night after closing

[The Space Bar staff made good use of the ever-replenishing alcohol supply at their last stop, and Nami and Remy got around to discussing the idea of testing various experimental mixes to come up with new additions for the menu. I mean, add to that Nami hasn't made a decision which one of the applicants should take the main bar job, so clearly the best idea is to shove them all into one place and ply them with alcohol while they talk to each other and work it out after that.

No, it's a good idea. Shut up.

...okay. It may just be a good excuse for a party. Sue her.]

((ooc: this is a mingle! It's open to job applicants and regulars who hold their liquor and their plus ones. If you think that might mean you, you're more than welcome here!))

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.]

mikangirl

Who: Everyone
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Space Bar mostly, elsewhere if you like
When: Now

[She's put this off for weeks now in the vain hope that Fenris would suddenly turn back up one day, grumpy as usual. Some people only vanish briefly, don't they? But there's only so many double shifts she can pull, and while they've been welcome in the order of not thinking about various things (this place, all those deaths, her death, and oh Luceti, that's an interesting one) there comes a point where you both (a) have to acknowledge you're in denial and (b) fall asleep in the shuttle bay before you ever leave the Iskaulit.

Damn you, Fenris. It's not going to be the same without you. This is your friend's bar.]

I guess it's that time of year again. The Space Bar needs new staff! I'm looking for someone with decent bartending experience or just someone who's really fast at learning. Pay's good, so if you'd like an extra source of credits for work you choose to be doing, hit me up. I'm also looking for one or two people who'd be willing to act as relief staff, because this place does a number on reliability at the best of times.

[Like when its proprietor vanishes completely for a month, that was fun.]

....

....also, tell me if you've found a favourite food or drink on this planet. I'm restocking, it benefits everyone if I can have on hand what people enjoy the most.

[Catch her at the bar on shift. Or catching a nap in inconvenient places. Or just on the Bloodsport. Wherever.]

expellerhead

Who: Everyone
Broadcast: Yes
Action: N/A
When: Now

[putting his voice on this thing is...not preferable, but this has to get out to everyone to be even half as effective as aizawa would like it to be. so time to get over it.]

Gathering info for something, so I'd appreciate any participation.

One: length of time you've been here.

Two: whether or not you were in a place like this before, IE forcibly removed from your home universe and kept captive.

Three: something you wish you'd known or been told upon arrival here.

Four: something you miss most desperately from home. No 'family or friends' here, please. Material objects only.

Thanks.

[and below the soundbar, a text transcription:]
( Read more... )

watermarks

Who: Katara
Broadcast: Written, Video
Action: Yes! Blue Fish and Planet
When: Message sent Monday, midmorning. Some backdated shuffle action.

[After giving it some thought, Katara decided to make an open network post. She wanted to write it out, but as part of her habit from living with Toph, she decided to both transcribe and say it aloud:]

I want to thank the person who put the memorial into place. If you get in touch with me, I can help you get the number to fill in.

I know that a lot of us have been pretty impacted by what we found here. I don’t know how long we’re usually on a planet, but I was thinking… it might be good to have some kind of remembering ceremony by the memorial? It feels important to find a way to show honor to the lives that were lost here. I don’t know what kind of funeral rites they would have preferred, and there’s no way to respectfully move them, so… maybe some fire and some music? Does anyone have any ideas?

I know that this might not be for them as much as it is for us, but… I think that’s important too.

(OOC: Please feel free to threadjack all up in this conversation; Katara would like to make this a community effort, because it feels like it’s something that’s needed to her.)

( Arriving on the Blue Fish, backdated to the shuffle )

( 'shopping,' on the planet )

Current Music: the lighthouse, nickel creek

shroudedsecrets

Who: Haggar (and you!)
Broadcast: n/a
Action: SS First Breath, Planetside, Iskaulit
When: probably up until the 13th? Or later for the Iskaulit threads, if needed! Should be flexible!

A. ( [After the shuffle/First Breath] )

B. ( [Planetside] )

C. ( [Iskaulit] )

*[CR meme and permissions just in case, otherwise let's YOLO and see how it goes!]

theroadwarrior

Who: Everyone!!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The bunker in the surrounding desert.
When: Sometime recently, see this post for full information. Below is the excerpt of information listed there. Feel free to make a top comment and thread out the sad truth and whatnot.

[Records buried in the library, the research facility, and cues from the power plant will eventually reveal the bunker in the surrounding desert. The passageway leads several yards underground, and it doesn’t appear to have been used in a long time. Those brave enough to venture inside will find that it is not much more than a tomb. Eerily enough, the emergency lights are still on, casting a soft red glow over sheets and the once-bodies beneath them.

It has been long enough that paper journals, books, and personal belongings (like bags and such) have deteriorated to the point of being extremely fragile. Handled with care, however, they are eager to tell a story.

“The engineers should have been more careful. I’m not sure I’ll be able to recoup my losses from this… At least I have enough money to buy a ride off this planet!”

“No one could have known this would happen. Hopefully it stabilizes so we can go home soon. In the meantime, I’ve been teaching my daughter how to count. She doesn’t understand what’s going on, and I don’t know what to tell her.”

“It’s not getting better. So many people have died that we’re running out of room in the morgue. We had to move all of the food to another room so that the smell doesn’t leach out, but we all know what’s back there.”

“The replicator was supposed to repair us, too.”

“I don’t know if we can go back yet, but it doesn’t matter. Even if the city was back to the way it was, there’s no cure for us. The dead are dead, and we lay down next to them as we wait for our turn.”

There is nothing that can be done for these people except to give them the eternal rest they deserve. Ultimately, the fate of Nariba Relia is a sad one and not altogether preventable.]

actually112

Who: Aang and YOU
Broadcast: None
Action: Red Fish and Planet
When: Right as Aang arrives

Red Fish

[Well, this is definitely not the arena Aang just left. Did they keep him dead and bring him back for another arena?

He's not sure, but he's going to wait until he actually can ask someone he recognizes. In the meantime, this arena seems to have powers, so he's going to take advantage of it.

He grabs a bag--possibly stealing it from someone's room, though it doesn't occur to him that people are really living in individual, undefended rooms--and stuffs it full of any food he recognizes in the kitchen, then any medical supplies that he recognizes in the medical bay, which... is way more than he remembers being able to recognize before.

It takes him a bit before he feels the space behind his ear, discovering a brand new implant in his head.]

Oh come on!

[That's the third time they stuck something in his body without asking!]

Planetside

[Aang doesn't spend much time in the town. He loads up on food and proper desert clothing before heading out into the desert.

He wants to make his own shelter and not depend on what the Capitol has provided. Chances are, something terrible is going to happen to those houses. Once he feels comfortably far away from the town, he drops his bag on the ground and stretches his legs and arms, warming up.

Then he takes a deep breath, centering himself, and then starts blasting the ground with fire.

The sand begins to glow red. Aang manages the heat carefully, keeping it contained or shooting upwards, careful of hurting himself or any animals that may be lurking nearby. As the fire keeps burning, the sand starts melting, and Aang begins bending it with one hand, making it rise and twist into something resembling a cave.

And then he shuts off the fire, a glowing red rough glass shelter left behind. He wipes sweat from his brow and drops into the right posture to start bending the sand to mostly bury the glass, where it will be protected from the sun and camouflaged from other tributes.]

watermarks

Who: Katara and you!
Broadcast: Video, from the Marsiva
Action: Action on the Marsiva and then then post!Shuffle on the Vanquish
When: Friday, 3/23

( Action for the Marsiva )

[ Video Broadcast while on the Marsiva ]
[Serious blue eyes peer out in stark contrast to dark skin as a girl of about eighteen addresses the fleet.]

Hello, my name is Katara. I'm from the Southern Water Tribe, but I've spent the past four years [Had it really been that long? Her expression flickers for a moment.] in a place called Luceti. I understand a... lot of basic information about this place from the augment, but I'm sure there's more to this place than just what is implanted in our heads by our captors.

[Frowning, angry at that, needing to take a visible breath before she can continue.] I'd appreciate any additional information you feel it's safe to give out over these things. And... [Her gaze drops for a moment before she regains her composure and looks back at the camera.] ...if anyone knows the name Luceti, or has heard of the Southern Water Tribe, I'd appreciate it if you'd let me know about that too.

[She manages a brief smile.] Thank you so much.

( [ Action after the Shuffle - Hello, Vanquish!] )

canofmanji

Waking up on the Marsiva

[Manji awakens with a start and falls out of the welcome bunk with a shout.]

RIN! I’M COMING!

[The slam on the floor is what first helps him realise that he’s not where he was before. There wasn’t nearly enough snow.] Where the hell am I? [His voice is gruff and angry. He is in no mood for games as he strides down the hall, a surly, scarred man in a black and white kimono. Missing an arm doesn’t make him any less intimidating.] Where am I? Who is responsible for this!? SHOW YOURSELF!

[Rin was freezing somewhere! He didn’t have time for being out among the stars! He needed to--- wait, did he just pass a window with nothing but stars outside?

He stops and trails back to stare dumbly at the window.] Oh… [Well, that’s different.]

”Accidental” Video - Open to All

[Sometime after Manji and Makie are reunited and have gotten past that whole: My boss wants me to kill your boss thing - oh, god please don’t hurt me Makie awkwardness, the video feed on Manji’s device is turned on-- only the video is very shaky and being filmed upside down.

And there’s a very “mansplainy” voice being broadcast out to everyone.] --and that’s how that works. At least I think it works that way. Now this thing! [The camera is given a vigorous shake.] I’ll be honest. I’m not really sure what this thing is for. I just found it. It’s very loud. Kind of annoying, really.

...here.

[A slender hand reaches into view briefly, and then the communicator is carefully set the right way up. Makie stares down at it briefly, then retreats out of sight to leave Manji staring blankly in her wake.]

Eh? What’d you do that for? [He hasn’t figured out he’s broadcasting yet, but he has figured out one thing.]

Wait. Do you know what this is? [He shakes the camera in Makie’s direction, sounding completely shocked.

Makie...just stares at him. Predictably.]

(OOC: In the video you may get Manji or Makie. If you want just one or the other please let us know! If you want them both in an action thread just let us know otherwise it will just be Manji on action.)

monolike

Who: EVERYBODY
Broadcast: Maybe
Action: Lone Breaker System
When: The fleet will be in this system from 3/10 to 4/14

Welcome to the Lone Breaker System. The planet consists of a single ghost town that replenishes its stock daily, and a desert that does not. There are quite a few points of interest, no consequences, and a mystery to be investigated!

→ More system info is here!

theoniongirl

Who: Jilly Coppercorn
Broadcast: A little bit of everything
Action: Blue Fish and Iskaulit
When: Mid-afternoon

|Network - Voice Only|

[Sometime mid-afternoon, the network picks up an accidental broadcast as Jilly stirs after a very long week.

It sounds almost like static at first, sheets rustling as she pushes them off, followed by a hoarse question that was probably just meant to be her talking to herself.]

…Just how long did I sleep?

( |Network - Raylene - Locked| )

( |Network/Action - Blue Fish - Open| )

( |Action - Iskaulit - Open| )

kyasdaughter

Who: Katara & you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: N/A
When: Now!

[ this broadcast seems more like a brief and idle afterthought more than anything else: ]

If I set up a room on the Iskaulit to do guided meditation in the mornings, would anyone actually show up?

[ and then, a few minutes later, she adds on to this: ]

Nevermind, Ahsoka's already got a place for it. Still - if you've never done it before, I can help teach you how. It's a pretty useful tool to have.

bryces_pup

Who: Riona
Broadcast: The entire network
Action: On the SS Blue Fish
When: After the weekly shuffle

Action on the Blue Fish

[You've got an armored lady on board, Blue Fishies. Unarmed, of course, but that makes her all the warier as she glances around uneasily. Too much of this is foreign to her. The fact that there's something in her head telling her what some of it is makes it worse. Like the taint in her telling her when darkspawn were near, but much more potent and a lot more invasive. So having the armor on may seem unnecessary, but it's all she has and it makes her feel a little safer. Much like a child clinging to a stuffed animal. A metal one that could break a jaw.

She moves over to the food set out, scrunching her nose at it. Maker, none of it looks right. Not that Fereldan food was the be all and end all of fine cuisine, but at least there were recognizable ingredients in it. This was... not food.

Her upbringing obliged her to at least take some and try it. Though she was relatively sure that her lessons didn't account for being kidnapped and offered not-food to her...]

Video

[So after settling in and having had time to take stock, Riona finally feels comfortable in attempting this messaging thing. With any luck, someone else from Ferelden - or Thedas even - got brought here as well and could perhaps explain a bit more what was going on.

Or, honestly, just conversing with someone else from her world would be a relief at this rate.]

Assuming this isn't the worst drunken stupor or dream in history - and I'm still not entirely certain it isn't - I understand I am to be here for some time. And that I am to work on this ship [The word is said with a hint of skepticism. Ships float on water, not fly.] in that interim.

Maker's breath.

[She heaves a sigh.] Okay, fine. Well, no, it's not fine but it seems I have little recourse in that regard right now. I mean, did you really have to take my sword and shield? I don't use it willy-nilly.

Anyway, is there... truly no way to send word back to our homes? Not even a message? [Her next words are considered carefully.] My absence will be noted very quickly, and likely would cause a panic amongst certain parties. I only wish to avoid that. [And stop her husband from launching a huge search campaign for her.] Any help you can offer would be greatly appreciated. Thank you kindly. [She forces a polite smile before she fumbles with the device, finally getting it to shut off after a moment's struggle.]

evildetector

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: Yep!
When: For the duration of the planet Arslae stay!

[ woot woot! time to get your mingle on, folks. leave a top-level with your starters and tag around! ]

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Entries tagged with katara

Twenty-somethings gotta twenty-something

[semi-closed]

[ video + planet catchall ] so bring your good times and your laughter too

[ audio ]

Yadrolla System Mingle

Can Any Of Us Even Get Drunk

Action - Second Arena

Autopilot

voice + text transcription

[ open ] .002 though I am empty, I still warn the sailors on their way

[Open]

The Bunker of Nariba Relia | OPEN PLOT MINGLE POST

Action - First Arena

.01 [ action | video ] have we lost our way back home

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2nd Fairytale

[voice]

1st Blight - Video and action

it's a planet mingle!

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