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Who: Vash and you!
Broadcast: Voice
Action: On the planet
When: Mid-afternoon today

[Vash has spent much of his time since the planet came in range investigating the equipment that had malfunctioned in the terra-forming process. Finding much of it different from what the Plants used in their terraforming, but some of it also being the same.

It was a little eerie. How close his own planet could be to destruction if the Plants give out.

How close it was. To happening if his brother had his way.

Find Vash out wandering the woods checking out how nature is adapting (or not). Or find him tinkering carefully with the broken equipment.

At some point he takes out his communicator when he tires of hitting dead ends in his tinkering.]

I'm just curious. What does the fleet feel about what has happened to this planet? It's awful what happened to the equipment and the air, but was it something that should have been tried in the first place? The terra-forming I mean. Should the planet have been left in piece or was it okay to try to change it in order for people to live?

maschinenpistole

Who: Kotoha and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: If you'd like - aboard the SS Heron!
When: Right now, and whenever~

[ Normally, she's all for video - but this is a simple question, so she's going to stick to just voice, for once. ]

Ah, hello, fleet! Who's familiar with onigiri - rice balls? I want some. It's been too long~ I'm pretty good at making them, so hey, give me some ideas! What do you put in yours? What's your favorite filling?

[ Who knows, maybe you'll end up gifted with some homemade rice balls, stuffed with your favorite filling...~ ]

Mm also, if anyone wants to help, or just watch, I'm on the SS Heron. It'd be a nice excuse to hang out, you know?

takehisplace

Who: Luke fon Fabre
Broadcast: Yes
Action: The Marsiva
When: The late morning

[video;]

[Luke is already up and running around when the feed snaps on. He's got bright red hair and a long white coat, opened to show a red gem at his collarbone.]

Hey! Is anyone here? Can anyone hear me? I'm-- uh, I think I'm trapped! Hello?

[Wait, there's a red light and some kind of screen! He rushes over, not really recognizing this kind of technology but he'll take it. The stuff in the ranches was a lot like this, just less polished.]

There has to be a way... Maybe I can pull up a map? What would Jade do... Wait, I know! [He smashes a LOT OF BUTTONS. And turns the feed off in the process.

Oops.]

walljumper

Who: Talon and whoever!
Broadcast: Video, fleetwide
Action: Marsiva if at all
When: Nowish

[The video blips on, communicator turned to one side on a table as if it were never picked up. Of course, that's because it wasn't picked up. It takes a moment of focusing before something blurs on by, something that if you slowed the video feed down a lot looks a lot like a shirt. Maybe. Probably.

At least, that's the most sensible guess when someone can be seen mashing his face into a nearby window, voice full of awe and wonder.]

Whoa! That's so many stars! I mean, I've seen them before but it's like there are a hundred times more and they're so close! [Talon laughs, and despite the fact that his voice is relatively deep, he sounds... downright childish, really. His hair is shock-white, perhaps tinged with just a little blue to it, and it sticks out at odd angles to form a fluffy mess.

After a moment, he turns away from the window, revealing olive-toned skin, wide, brown eyes, and a bright smile that's far too wide and earnest to be faked.]

Haley, come here, you've gotta see this! [Haley? Well, judging by the way he looks around and finally pauses, he's... finally realised he's not in Kansas anymore. Welp.] ... Haley? Oh, I wonder if I made her mad last night...

[Scratching his cheek, he considers that for a moment, looking around the Marsiva.] ... Where are we, anyway...? [ISN'T THAT THE FIRST QUESTION YOU SHOULD HAVE HAD, TALON...]

thebarkside

Who: Jade Harley & everyone
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the SS Wonderduck
When: Today

so

does anyone know how to play dungeons and dragons

thespaceopera

[The night has finally come--the Gravity Rush is nearly upon us! What normally serves as a large performance hall has been gutted, emptied of its boring furniture and rigged up into a fantastical mismatch of technology and old culture. No matter where you go tonight, you're encouraged to move around, dance, play games, whatever helps you sleep in late tomorrow morning.

If you aren't one for scurrying around a ballroom all night, there's always plenty of people-watching to do. After all, so many people are wearing extravagant costumes and elaborate masks. How can you even tell who is who? Get lost in a crowd of sequins, chatter with a sun and a moon, or try to beat the guy in the monster-mask at a game of cards. Meet your friends or make some new ones--this masquerade party has begun!]

[[ooc: All sections are up now, have fun! A related ooc post is HERE for any questions or plotting you'd like to do.]]

notzubats

Who: Sora Niniji
Broadcast: Text, Fleetwide!
Action: guess
When: Today

Hpyothe-

~~Hypothetickca-~~

~~Hyptoomedical~~

Question!

if ur in a tree & theres a bear at the bottom. a mad bear.

what do u do?

[a beat before the next part is added]

just curious.

partialities

Who: margaery tyrell
Broadcast: fleet wide
Action: the windrose and all around the moon
When: current

[ enter margaery tyrell of the windrose. remember? silks, beautiful curls, too generous of a cleavage for a sixteen year old? queen to be?

today, the pale pink silks are tainted, as well as the usual fair skin with a mixture of dirt, mud, leaves and at least three colors of paint. ]

I do believe I won against the locals in their odd little paint game. I find it quite brilliant if a little bit of a hazard if one is very attached to their clothes.

[ the queen to be seems much more of a brat today ]

I offer a different game of chance. some smallfolk in my realm say that one can tell someone's future and their traits according to the palm of their hands. I was told it is all false but.

[ there is a but with margaery tyrell ]

A guessing game! I shall attempt to read your palm and if three of my guesses are correct, that must be worth a prize. I shall leave it to you to choose what to give me. If I lose, I shall of course be in debt of one prize to my company.

save_the_souls

Who: Allen Walker
Broadcast: Video!
Action: Blue Fish
When: Today, April 2nd.

[For those who've been here awhile, a familiar setting appears on the feed. Allen's standing behind a table in his lab, looking tired but positive! Timcanpy sits behind him on a shelf, wearing that looks to be a miniature gasmask fitted for the lower part of his face (?). ]

Hello everyone! If you don't know me, I'm Allen Walker, one of the medics in the fleet. Nice to see you all again.

[He clears his throat]

Anyway, a few announcements today! We'll be holding our bi-monthly blood drive next weekend! The blood donated will be kept in case of medical emergencies that require a blood transfusion - in other words, using scientific methods to help someone whose lost a lot of blood. If you are interested in donating, we will pay you in money or food!

So if you're interested and you're over the age of 16, please fill out the form attached to this video. [And what do you know, it's there] If you're interested in volunteering, please let me know. Vampires interested in volunteering will need to be able to have restraint around blood and will not be allowed to sample the blood. And like last time, the blood drive will be taking place on the SS Paisley. Thank you again for your warm hospitality, Paisley.

And of course, there will be cookies to anyone who volunteers or donates.

[Okay then, moving on, he'll smile at the screen-]

As for other business, our fleet has arrived at a moon that you've probably noticed is rather...polluted. So it's been asked by local authorities that I tell people the following advice to help you stay healthy:

[He clears his throat again and holds up what looks to be....a pretty lengthy list]

Please wear your gas mask at all times while outside. Please do not assume you are immune to toxic air. Please don't try to smoke with your gas mask on. Please don't wear a damaged gas mask. Please don't wear your gas mask over clothes, it will not work. Please make sure there's no leaks when wearing your gas mask. Please secure your own gas mask before helping others. Please don't store small animals in your gas mask. Please don't put your gas mask on animals it's not made for. Please don't set your gas mask on fire. Please don't eat while wearing the gas mask. Please wear your gas mask over your face, that is the only part of the body it will work. Please don't ask if there's a gas mask for other regions of your body. Please wear your gas mask on your face.

[He takes a breath, then...flips a page. Yes. We could be here awhile]

( It goes on... )

Most importantly...if you don't recognize, please don't touch it.

[FINALLY. He gives a sigh of relief and puts down the document.]

Well then- those rules seem easy enough to remember! Let's all...try our best to stay safe here, shall we? Shouldn't be difficult...

[We're all going to die. But!! He smiles brightly again]

That's all I have for today! Thank you and have a wonderful, healthy, day! [And with a wave, he cuts the feed]

[OOC: As always, the blood drive will be handwaved!]

mistyday

Who: Everybody who hates this moon! And a few that don't!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: The Good Ship Iskaulit
When: Throughout the Toxic Moon event

[Y'all, Misty can't be the only one who hates this place, so let's all gather on the Iskaulit, safe from all that dark and rot down on the polluted moon and have ourselves a good time!

(Or at least, a pollution-free time).

A list of establishments on the Iskaulit can be found here!]

halfblinded

Who: Hakkai Cho
Broadcast: Video
Action: The kitchen of the SS Caprine
When: Now-ish

[ Hakkai is, perhaps unsurprisingly, cooking, and humming lightly while he does it. For protein-block-based food, it looks like he's managed to come up with a fairly decent stir fry. He smiles cheerfully into the camera. ]

Somewhat to my dismay, I seem to be starting to get used to the food here. I understand that some of the ships have designated cooks? Even among the ones who don't, I'd be interested to hear what recipes others have come up with to make the shipboard fare more palatable. Also, are there any particular ingredients you seek out when you have the opportunity?

[ Also, of course, this is entirely open to interaction from the crew of the Caprine/anyone who happens to have a reason to be there. ]

robitussin

Who: natalie goodman
Broadcast: text
Action: she's on the pathstone if you want to judge her terrible puns. please judge her terrible puns.
When: 2/24

a few questions of utmost importance, fine members of the fleet:

what happens when chemists die?

how does moses make his tea?

why did the cross-eyed teacher lose her job?

why should you be kind to your dentist?

[this is what happens when she gets bored. somebody stop her.]

airraid

Who: joker & YOU.
Broadcast: fleetwide.
Action: ss tourist, if you feel so inclined.
When: 2 / 24

( been a while since you've seen or heard from this one, hasn't it? well, he's been making his rounds, that's for sure, but he's about to bring something to your attention that he's almost positive no one else has bothered to make a note of. )

Okay, so I've gotten on board with the whole I'm-on-a-space-reality-show thing. That's not the problem here. ( he clears his throat. ) The problem is that we're supposed to be getting paid for this junk, right? Has anybody bothered checking their bank account lately?

( and here you will find a pause for dramatic effect. )

Anybody tried to find out why our assets are frozen? I mean, this is a serious oversight. Is there some kind of upper management or somebody in human resources I can talk to?

( joker … now is probably not the time to be asking these sorts of questions.

but if he doesn't ask them, who will? huh? )

thespaceopera

[On Today's Episode of Drift Fleet:

The cargo are still full of crates of gumballs! The ships are well booked past capacity! There's a new empty vessel in the fleet- the SS Blameless! Official alerts have informed the passengers that they are signed to contracts that they've never agreed to! They are still docked at the dazzling FS Starlight, but are flat broke (or have they made it big?)

How is the fleet handling these turns of events? Find out in the continuation!

...Meaning, this is a spillover mingle for February's mingle as it's hit recaptcha. Feel free to use this mingle to start new threads, or carry on old threads from the previous mingle!

- Current Plot Setting
- Previous Mingle Post
- Latest Shuffle

Tag around, have fun, and feel free to continue posting your own posts/ship mingles! We really mean it this time when we say this will be the only mod-posted one for the event!]

maschinenpistole

Who: Kotoha and Joker
Broadcast: Nah
Action: On and around the station
When: Right the hell now, son

( last name: 'ever' first name: 'greatest' ~ )

repths

Who: Atoli and you!
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: ss heron if you like!
When: now

[VIDEO]

Hello there!

[It's been a while since Atoli's shown herself over the network like this. It makes her feel kind of nostalgic. At the same time she just really wants to reach out to other people and speak with them. There isn't much for her to do alone after all.]

I have a quick question for you all . What kind of games do you know? I thought I'd ask because we come from different places. Personally I enjoy playing fun games with other people, but lately that's hard to do. We are in space after all.

[Feeling a little homesick here and there. It seems to be a common thing as far as Atoli knows. She's not alone on this.]

Adjusting to life here is really difficult for me. How do I put it? It's like being in another country far away. Anyone else feel like that?

outermirrors

Who: Ai Ebihara and You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Heron if you want to.
When: February 10th

[Have one sulky looking blond on you screens. Arms crossed, mouth pouty, and her cheeks puffed a little not doing much to hide that fact. Well no one said this situation was ideal, and she’s definitely feeling that.]

So it’s been three days and I’ve been mostly keeping quiet, I mean what’s the chance that anyone from home is even here? [Someone doesn’t think it’s likely she got lucky and knows anyone here.] But I guess if anyone from Inaba is here, could you maybe say hello? Yu if you’re here I’d like to hear from you. I could use a little normal.

[Her head shifts and her features take on a slightly more snotty look.]

And if you’ve seen him - silver bowl cut, handsome face, incredibly nice by all accounts, I’d appreciate it if you let me know.

[And the message ends there without so much as a thank you or a sign off.]

heavenonearth

Who: Castiel (the cool one),
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: The Marsiva
When: January 20th, late morning.

[ waking up confused isn't necessarily anything particularly new for castiel, but generally speaking in that case he's usually hungover, and when the fog clears he's in his bed, somewhere safe and familiar, not somewhere, well - like this. immediately he's alert and awake, feeling under his pillow for a knife that isn't there, sharp, instinctual panic burgeoning in his gut, but he controls it. you better bet he's got no idea he's being watched, too.

it's peaceful. this place reminds him of heaven, with its clean, sleek design and cool, quiet atmosphere, but he doesn't trust it any more than he trusts heaven. tense and wary, one hand flies immediately to his throat, then he's pulling it back to look at is as if he's expecting to see something there, but it's clean, and when he tugs up his shirt there's no blood there either, no bullet holes, no gaping wounds, only the same old scars. castiel stands, runs both hands through his unkempt hair, and eases in a steadying breath. he's a rangy looking thing, with a lean, hungry look about him, overgrown scruff and hair but hey - at least he's clean. cleaner than he's been in a long while. and someone did him the service of mending the long worn holes in his jeans and canvas jacket so that's.. nice. i guess.

all right, inventory first. his knife and handgun are both missing, naturally, but that doesn't mean he has to be happy about it. sitting again on the edge of his bunk, in his pockets he finds a mostly full pack of cigarettes with two joints stuffed in with them, a blue plastic bic lighter, a half bottle of pills, a two month old supply list, creased and folded, and a bottlecap. not too much of use when it comes to keeping yourself alive. exhaling in a puff of air, he stuffs it all back into his pockets, even the list and the bottlecap, and gets to his feet again. might as well pick around, right?

and by pick around i mean find the cafeteria almost instantly and gawp in awe at all of the food. ]

.. you're kidding me.

[ when you live in a world where things like toilet paper are scarce treasures, you really learn to appreciate food. there is zero hesitation before cas is all but diving at it like a man starved, picking at everything indiscriminately, eating and drinking and eating some more. he doesn't sit, only hovers near the counters like a buzzard over roadkill, and you'd better bet he's filling his pockets, too, with everything and anything he can fit.

all right, so maybe this isn't so bad. he should probably be wary of the food and all, but it's far too late for that. feel free to stumble across him/interrupt him at any point, he has no idea he's on candid camera. ]

onlyburnhotter

Who: Yang Xiao Long
Broadcast: Network-wide
Action: Marsiva and SS Bishop
When: 1/08/16 - 1/10/16

A: Arrival on the Marsiva (Backdated to 01/08):
[When the communicator's network feed goes online, it does not show anything at first. Seemingly just an empty cot room aboard the Marsiva. However, after a few seconds, a girl with long blonde hair slowly sits up in bed, rubbing her bleary, sleep-filled eyes. She stretches both arms above her, yawning loudly, and trying to evict whatever remnants of sleep were lingering on her person.]

Bluh. Hope I didn't oversleep. Weiss will kill me if I'm late to the--

[It's then that she takes a moment to look around, still looking half asleep. Slowly, she noticeably begins to realize that this is not, in fact, her dorm room back at Beacon Academy. No, this appears to be something far different. She notices a nearby window, the inky blackness of space stretching far out beyond the glass. She walks over to it, looking outside. She crans her neck this way and that, as if looking for the seam or the border of the set, some clue that this could actually be an elaborate prank. However, she quickly determines that this is all rather convincingly real. Rather than freak out though, she takes a moment, crosses her arms, and even grins a little.]

Well, this certainly was not what I was expecting to wake up to today. Space, huh? I can dig it.

[She spies the communicator sitting on a table, nearby the cot that she woke up on. She walks over and picks it up, offering a wave of greeting.]

Hi there to anyone watching this. All you aliens and space people and whatnot. Um, as cool as this all is- and really, it is pretty cool-I kind of have to get back to Vale soon. Like, right away actually. Got this big tournament that I'm fighting in, and my team's counting on me for the one on ones. So, if we could turn this thing around or if you could beam me back or just do the reverse of whatever you did to bring me here, I'd really appreciate it.

Maybe we can do this whole outer space thing some other time?

B: Arrival on Bishop (01/10):
[From one ship right to another. Not that Yang was complaining. After only a day on the Marsiva, she was already bored. She'd never been one to want to hang around in one place for too long. Unfortunately, it was seeming like this new ship was smaller than the old one. Still, at least it was something new to explore.]

[After the shuffle, Yang can be found wandering around the Bishop, getting the lay of the ship and figuring out all that it has to offer. She can be found in the kitchen, combing through the food supplies or playing with the drink machine's options--she'll be mixing flavors to see what tastes the best. She can be found in the bunkroom, looking a little disappointed with the overall lack of space provided. In the bridge, she'll be curiously checking out all the fancy knobs, switches and buttons. You may walk in on her about to push one or two. In the cargo bay, she'll be ogling the Bishop's shuttle craft, wondering how easy it would be to take one out for a spin. Not like she exactly knows how to fly one, but how hard could it be, right? Finally, she'll find her way to the armory, inspecting the various weapons that it has to offer. Sadly, discovering that she'll likely not find any good substitutes for her ember celica here.]

airraid

Who: ~~some asshole~~ joker.
Broadcast: video; fleetwide.
Action: the marsiva.
When: RIGHT NOW.

( BROADCAST ♦ if this is a hangover, i gotta stop drinking. )

( oh. this is – this is bad.

it takes him a second – maybe two, maybe more than that – to knock the fuzz out of his head ( and to realize that, at some point during his slumber, his hat had fallen off into the floor ), and sit upright on his cot, surveying his surroundings with the kind of scrutiny that comes from one too many nights spent trying to drink a krogan under the table and losing. normally, when he passes out drunk he wakes up in the same place he'd gone to sleep in or, at the very least, some universally familiar place that he can track from where he'd started.

this is neither of those things. and he's not all that happy about it.

it takes one look out those giant, crystal clear windows for him to come to the conclusion that yes, he's still in space, but no, he is most certainly not on the normandy, and you know what one thing has to happen for this one to lose his cool? take him away from his ship. and his commander. and –

he's so miffed and angry about this situation that he fumbles with his comm unit for a second – this isn't an omni-tool, what the hell!? – and while you all might have been watching from the very beginning, the audience is about to get a face full of beard and green eyes. ) Okay. I don't know what's going on here, but whoever's behind this has about two seconds before I –

( joker. you don't have anything you can possibly hope to threaten anyone with. a point which is made abundantly clear when he briefly checks his person and finds not only is he lacking his alliance uniform, he's lacking in pretty much everything. there's a small stretch of silence, and he huffs, decides to try again. )

Never mind, I'll let you ruminate on what I'm gonna do. Makes for a better threat that way. ( s i g h. you know, somewhere, shepard is thinking this is a riot, and who let you out of the cockpit, huh? ) Anyway –

Somebody wanna clue me in on where I am? 'Cause last time I checked, the Normandy doesn't have anything like this – ( waving an arm emphatically to encompass his surroundings, mhm ) – and I know my lady inside and out. This ain't her.

( an even smaller stretch of silence, and he drums fingers against his thigh when no immediate answer comes. ) Uh, I'm waiting. I don't know about you guys, but some of us have a war to get back to.

( ACTION ♦ at least this isn't watching buttons flash. )

( you know. just in case you want to run into him after he's squawked angrily at the network, had some time to cool down and is now meandering about the hospitality deck. checking things out. looking at the screens, out the windows … and basically being a grumpy piece of trash because he misses his ship. and shep.

he isn't in ship-shep shape.

this is a disaster. )

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