my main goal is to blow up
Jan. 26th, 2018 04:01 pmWho: Lioriley && You!!! Wow!!!
Broadcast: Nay
Action: Blameless && The Iskaulit
When: Upon her arrival (1/26/18) and anytime thereafter.
( and then act like i dont know nobody )
Broadcast: Nay
Action: Blameless && The Iskaulit
When: Upon her arrival (1/26/18) and anytime thereafter.
( and then act like i dont know nobody )
Who: Varric and whoever
Broadcast: Yes, then text for the second part
Action: The Space Bar because of course.
When: Now
[video;]
[The feed shows the usual: Varric with his half-unbuttoned silk shirt, leaning back in a chair so that his feet are on a wooden table.]
You never know how much you don't want to be responsible for something until it's gone. A weight has been lifted. I can write again! So, to treat all of you lovely fellow prisoners who are tired of that shitty moon we've been docked at for a month, I've decided to share a chapter from my latest novel.
Maker, being captain sucks. But I'm sure Captain James Kirk won't run the ship into the ground-- because I'll shoot him if he screws up.
No pressure.
[A wink. He shuts off the feed, and the rest is text.]
( 'A Fistful of Copper', Chapter Four )
Broadcast: Yes, then text for the second part
Action: The Space Bar because of course.
When: Now
[video;]
[The feed shows the usual: Varric with his half-unbuttoned silk shirt, leaning back in a chair so that his feet are on a wooden table.]
You never know how much you don't want to be responsible for something until it's gone. A weight has been lifted. I can write again! So, to treat all of you lovely fellow prisoners who are tired of that shitty moon we've been docked at for a month, I've decided to share a chapter from my latest novel.
Maker, being captain sucks. But I'm sure Captain James Kirk won't run the ship into the ground-- because I'll shoot him if he screws up.
No pressure.
[A wink. He shuts off the feed, and the rest is text.]
( 'A Fistful of Copper', Chapter Four )
005 - video/text; the power is yours
Apr. 12th, 2016 02:10 pmWho: Clay Terran + You
Broadcast: Yeh
Action: On the Vanquish
When: April 11th
[Clay had been counting down the days, and now, today's the day. Just a year ago, he arrived with his former captain, Sheena, and set out on the journey of a lifetime. It feels - It's weird, it's like a mix of gratitude and exasperation, happiness and sadness. It's a whole jumble of feelings that he's been trying to sort through ever since he realized the date was closing in.
He thinks about contacting a few people about it, and even opens up his communicator and tries to do so, but he notices that he can't reach one person in particular. And when he sees why... Well. Okay then. It's fine, it's just - It's fine. He's fine.
But... he might as well tell the network, for the few that did know the guy. When he turns on the video, Clay's sitting in his room, papers taped up to the wall of various notes and sketches of what they've come across so far.]
So, uh... it looks like Orion went home.
[He purses his lips a bit and frowns at the thought of him going back there, now that he's said it out loud. He knows Orion's not... exactly a good person, and he's done some terrible things and has a horrible past. And he's going back to that, probably not remembering any of the progress he's made, and he might not even be Orion again if he comes back -
Right. Right. On to other things. He's fine.]
It's also been a year since I showed up here. [And here he finally smiles a bit, though it grows as he keeps talking.] I was so enthralled - Space is my whole life, and it's always been my dream to go. So to come here and wake up to a galaxy full of stars... I didn't know why I was pulled into Atroma's gravity, and I still don't know. But when I first came here, all I wanted to do was find evidence of all the answers to the questions my Earth has to send it back to them. But now? It's about way more than that. It's about everyone's homes, every planet and moon we come across. I want to seek out the truth of what's out there for the betterment of everyone out there, not just my planet. It... took me a while to come to that.
[And he's proud of it, and it shows. And now that he's on the subject:]
I wrote down all my notes about this moon. The file's going to be attached to this broadcast, if anyone wants to take a look at it. And if you've found out anything else about the moon, could you let me know about it? Thanks in advance!
[He waves to the camera, then turns it off while he uploads the file.]
( File attached. )
Broadcast: Yeh
Action: On the Vanquish
When: April 11th
[Clay had been counting down the days, and now, today's the day. Just a year ago, he arrived with his former captain, Sheena, and set out on the journey of a lifetime. It feels - It's weird, it's like a mix of gratitude and exasperation, happiness and sadness. It's a whole jumble of feelings that he's been trying to sort through ever since he realized the date was closing in.
He thinks about contacting a few people about it, and even opens up his communicator and tries to do so, but he notices that he can't reach one person in particular. And when he sees why... Well. Okay then. It's fine, it's just - It's fine. He's fine.
But... he might as well tell the network, for the few that did know the guy. When he turns on the video, Clay's sitting in his room, papers taped up to the wall of various notes and sketches of what they've come across so far.]
So, uh... it looks like Orion went home.
[He purses his lips a bit and frowns at the thought of him going back there, now that he's said it out loud. He knows Orion's not... exactly a good person, and he's done some terrible things and has a horrible past. And he's going back to that, probably not remembering any of the progress he's made, and he might not even be Orion again if he comes back -
Right. Right. On to other things. He's fine.]
It's also been a year since I showed up here. [And here he finally smiles a bit, though it grows as he keeps talking.] I was so enthralled - Space is my whole life, and it's always been my dream to go. So to come here and wake up to a galaxy full of stars... I didn't know why I was pulled into Atroma's gravity, and I still don't know. But when I first came here, all I wanted to do was find evidence of all the answers to the questions my Earth has to send it back to them. But now? It's about way more than that. It's about everyone's homes, every planet and moon we come across. I want to seek out the truth of what's out there for the betterment of everyone out there, not just my planet. It... took me a while to come to that.
[And he's proud of it, and it shows. And now that he's on the subject:]
I wrote down all my notes about this moon. The file's going to be attached to this broadcast, if anyone wants to take a look at it. And if you've found out anything else about the moon, could you let me know about it? Thanks in advance!
[He waves to the camera, then turns it off while he uploads the file.]
( File attached. )
002; action;
Feb. 6th, 2016 05:39 pmWho: Alistair and anyone who wants to get shitfaced.
Broadcast: Nope.
Action: Varric's bar on the Iskaulit.
When: Tonight. All night. PONY UP.
WARNING: Depending on how conversations go, drunk!Alistair may make vague references to child neglect/abuse, or possibly dubiously consensual sex. Other topics might include violence and extreme daddy issues. Let me know if you want me to specifically avoid any of that!
[ For all intents and purposes, Alistair feels utterly alone. Sure, there are several people in the fleet who know him, but he doesn't seem to know any of them, and so it's weird. And if he's being honest with himself, he was feeling pretty lonely well before he got here. All of the friends he made during the Blight, when they were all on the road together, pretty much left after it ended, after his coronation. Even Amell ran off somewhere with Leliana, leaving him to the tender mercies of his uncle, his late brother's widow, and the rest of the Fereldan nobility.
He's been keeping up a cheerful face - he doesn't really know how to do anything else - but what with being here, learning about things he probably shouldn't have learned about, and having a little bit of money from - somewhere, he's finally just. Showed up to the bar. Varric's is the closest thing to familiar he can find, so he's drinking whatever ale his money can buy. And he's not stopping until the money runs out or he is insensible on the floor. ]
Another. Please.
Broadcast: Nope.
Action: Varric's bar on the Iskaulit.
When: Tonight. All night. PONY UP.
WARNING: Depending on how conversations go, drunk!Alistair may make vague references to child neglect/abuse, or possibly dubiously consensual sex. Other topics might include violence and extreme daddy issues. Let me know if you want me to specifically avoid any of that!
[ For all intents and purposes, Alistair feels utterly alone. Sure, there are several people in the fleet who know him, but he doesn't seem to know any of them, and so it's weird. And if he's being honest with himself, he was feeling pretty lonely well before he got here. All of the friends he made during the Blight, when they were all on the road together, pretty much left after it ended, after his coronation. Even Amell ran off somewhere with Leliana, leaving him to the tender mercies of his uncle, his late brother's widow, and the rest of the Fereldan nobility.
He's been keeping up a cheerful face - he doesn't really know how to do anything else - but what with being here, learning about things he probably shouldn't have learned about, and having a little bit of money from - somewhere, he's finally just. Showed up to the bar. Varric's is the closest thing to familiar he can find, so he's drinking whatever ale his money can buy. And he's not stopping until the money runs out or he is insensible on the floor. ]
Another. Please.
Gumball Wishes and Taxicab Dreams
Jan. 24th, 2016 01:02 pm[On today's episode of the Drift Fleet:
The cargo holds are full of mysterious crates! The crews are filling beyond capacity with new faces! Official alerts are informing the passengers that they are signed to contracts that they've never agreed to! They are docking at the dazzling FS Starlight, but are flat broke!
What are they going to do!? Stay tuned to find out!
...Meaning, this is a kickoff mingle for you all to enjoy the beginning of the latest plot setting. This is a convenient place to start threads relating to the first week of the event-- meeting new crewmembers, reacting to the mysterious cargo, arriving on the station and discovering that you're all broke, etc.
Tag around, start whatever you'd like, have fun. And, as always, feel free to make your own posts and mingles from here on in, as this will be the only mod-posted one for this event!]
The cargo holds are full of mysterious crates! The crews are filling beyond capacity with new faces! Official alerts are informing the passengers that they are signed to contracts that they've never agreed to! They are docking at the dazzling FS Starlight, but are flat broke!
What are they going to do!? Stay tuned to find out!
...Meaning, this is a kickoff mingle for you all to enjoy the beginning of the latest plot setting. This is a convenient place to start threads relating to the first week of the event-- meeting new crewmembers, reacting to the mysterious cargo, arriving on the station and discovering that you're all broke, etc.
Tag around, start whatever you'd like, have fun. And, as always, feel free to make your own posts and mingles from here on in, as this will be the only mod-posted one for this event!]
bishop mingle
Jan. 11th, 2016 11:29 pmWho: Bishop crew and visitors!
Broadcast: NO!!!!
Action: On the Bishop!!!
When: JANUARRRRYYY!!!
[ DEAR BISHOP CREW: WELCOME YOUR NEW MEMBERS, BE MERRY, DO STUFF. YEAH!! ]
Broadcast: NO!!!!
Action: On the Bishop!!!
When: JANUARRRRYYY!!!
[ DEAR BISHOP CREW: WELCOME YOUR NEW MEMBERS, BE MERRY, DO STUFF. YEAH!! ]
ain't that a kick in the head
Dec. 22nd, 2015 03:37 pmWho: Lioriley and all you nerds
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: marsiiivvaaaaaahhhHHHHH
When: december 22nd until dat shuffle
VIDEO
[ groggy. that's how she feels when she awakens, groggy and mildly disoriented as information floods into her mind like a tidal wave. information she knew before, forgot, and then somehow learned all over again without even realizing she had done so. she knows what this is now - not so confused like she was the first time this happened. ]
Here again. [ she says aloud to no one in particular, but everyone can hear it; can see the furrowing of her brows as she glances around the room. still empty, still eerily silent, still alone until she is forced onto another ship with people she may or may not know. she reaches down to find her communicator, speaks to it directly; ]
I know not how long I have been gone, nor how many may remember me. But if you do, please contact me. [ a beat. ] And even if you do not - I would not mind a conversation.
ACTION
[ anyone else that happens to be stuck on the marsiva for the duration, will find a tiny, glowing elf lady wandering around. she seems aimless, sometimes just staring out the windows into the void as she contemplates just why she would be here again. if you approach, she will happily talk to you, and if she happens to see you - she will probably be proactive and harassing you first. godspeed. ]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: marsiiivvaaaaaahhhHHHHH
When: december 22nd until dat shuffle
VIDEO
[ groggy. that's how she feels when she awakens, groggy and mildly disoriented as information floods into her mind like a tidal wave. information she knew before, forgot, and then somehow learned all over again without even realizing she had done so. she knows what this is now - not so confused like she was the first time this happened. ]
Here again. [ she says aloud to no one in particular, but everyone can hear it; can see the furrowing of her brows as she glances around the room. still empty, still eerily silent, still alone until she is forced onto another ship with people she may or may not know. she reaches down to find her communicator, speaks to it directly; ]
I know not how long I have been gone, nor how many may remember me. But if you do, please contact me. [ a beat. ] And even if you do not - I would not mind a conversation.
ACTION
[ anyone else that happens to be stuck on the marsiva for the duration, will find a tiny, glowing elf lady wandering around. she seems aimless, sometimes just staring out the windows into the void as she contemplates just why she would be here again. if you approach, she will happily talk to you, and if she happens to see you - she will probably be proactive and harassing you first. godspeed. ]
(no subject)
May. 12th, 2015 11:26 pmWho: lioriley and everyone :DDD
Broadcast: fleet-wide!
Action: if you're into that
When: now
[ lioriley doesn't use the network often, if at all, so it's a small wonder she's decided to purposefully do so today. but it's for a good reason, she thinks - a way to deal with the mild depression she might be suffering from due to various circumstances beyond her control. not that said depression is obvious, with the way she smiles brightly at the screen; the lines on her skin pulsing faintly. ]
Good evening! [ or whatever. space is weird. ] I have been meaning to ask, though have not found the opportune time to do so until now, but I have a few questions for you - all of you - if any are willing to answer. 'Tis not mandatory. [ but it might be a good distraction, not only for herself. ]
There are many here that I have not spoken to, many from worlds I have never heard of. So I wonder... would you tell me what your homelands are like? Do you have magic? How advanced is the technology? What is the landscape like - do you have buildings of wood, or metal? Anything and everything you are willing to share, I am more than happy to listen.
[ she shifts in her seat, glancing out the window nearby - almost wistful - before addressing the network once more. ] And tell me of yourselves, if you would. To those that I have spoken to previously, you are more than willing to answer as well, for I know there is more that I am not aware of - and there is certainly more knowledge to be shared amongst us all.
[ before she goes, she adds: ] Ah... and you are free to ask anything of me as well.
Broadcast: fleet-wide!
Action: if you're into that
When: now
[ lioriley doesn't use the network often, if at all, so it's a small wonder she's decided to purposefully do so today. but it's for a good reason, she thinks - a way to deal with the mild depression she might be suffering from due to various circumstances beyond her control. not that said depression is obvious, with the way she smiles brightly at the screen; the lines on her skin pulsing faintly. ]
Good evening! [ or whatever. space is weird. ] I have been meaning to ask, though have not found the opportune time to do so until now, but I have a few questions for you - all of you - if any are willing to answer. 'Tis not mandatory. [ but it might be a good distraction, not only for herself. ]
There are many here that I have not spoken to, many from worlds I have never heard of. So I wonder... would you tell me what your homelands are like? Do you have magic? How advanced is the technology? What is the landscape like - do you have buildings of wood, or metal? Anything and everything you are willing to share, I am more than happy to listen.
[ she shifts in her seat, glancing out the window nearby - almost wistful - before addressing the network once more. ] And tell me of yourselves, if you would. To those that I have spoken to previously, you are more than willing to answer as well, for I know there is more that I am not aware of - and there is certainly more knowledge to be shared amongst us all.
[ before she goes, she adds: ] Ah... and you are free to ask anything of me as well.
PAISLEY MINGLE BRUUUUHHH
Apr. 20th, 2015 11:56 pmWho: the crew of the SS Paisley + any visitors!
Broadcast: if you want dawg
Action: everywhere on the paisley which isn't a whole lot because this crew sucks at upgrades
When: right meow
[ AYY WELCOME ABOARD JASON. ALSO CONGRATS ON BECOMING FIRST MATE JOEL. PUT ON YOUR SWEET HATS WE PARTYIN. ]

[ jk we suck. ]
Broadcast: if you want dawg
Action: everywhere on the paisley which isn't a whole lot because this crew sucks at upgrades
When: right meow
[ AYY WELCOME ABOARD JASON. ALSO CONGRATS ON BECOMING FIRST MATE JOEL. PUT ON YOUR SWEET HATS WE PARTYIN. ]

[ jk we suck. ]
Who: Ray Kowalski
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: 16/4, pre-Shuffle
( A: A Chicago cop wakes up in space, and it's somehow just as weird as Canada )
( B: The Marsiva's a little bigger than a car, but being stubborn and curious gets you far )
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: 16/4, pre-Shuffle
( A: A Chicago cop wakes up in space, and it's somehow just as weird as Canada )
( B: The Marsiva's a little bigger than a car, but being stubborn and curious gets you far )
Who: Elize Lutus and YOU!
Broadcast: Maybe if you'd like?!
Action: Docking Station- in front of all the fleet ships AND on board the SS Huntress (thanks for the invitation, Cullen!)
When: April 13-17
[ Elize has been faring much better since arriving. Of course, she still misses Teepo a great deal. But she can't keep herself locked away, moping in her personnel room for too long. It's lonely in there. Despite how shy she may be, she wants to meet people and make more friends. She's going to try. Although, expect her to possibly get flustered a lot when you speak to her.
The little girl can be found sticking around the docking station, lingering in front of the fleet ships. Unless invited, she won't board your ship. And don't worry, if it looks like you're busy, she won't bother you. She tries not to get into any trouble.
Leave her alone without talking to anyone for too long at the station, she'll grow bored and start to softly sing an original tune from the top of her head: ]
So many stars shining bright ♪
Maybe Teepo's somewhere in one of those specks of light ♪
[ Her voice is soft and amateurish. Not exactly a professional singer, but it seems like she's having fun. She ran out of words, so she's going to start humming another random tune she just came up with.
Feel free to run into her outside of your fleet ship. Or if you just happen to be on the SS Huntress, she's most likely already on board... ]
Broadcast: Maybe if you'd like?!
Action: Docking Station- in front of all the fleet ships AND on board the SS Huntress (thanks for the invitation, Cullen!)
When: April 13-17
[ Elize has been faring much better since arriving. Of course, she still misses Teepo a great deal. But she can't keep herself locked away, moping in her personnel room for too long. It's lonely in there. Despite how shy she may be, she wants to meet people and make more friends. She's going to try. Although, expect her to possibly get flustered a lot when you speak to her.
The little girl can be found sticking around the docking station, lingering in front of the fleet ships. Unless invited, she won't board your ship. And don't worry, if it looks like you're busy, she won't bother you. She tries not to get into any trouble.
Leave her alone without talking to anyone for too long at the station, she'll grow bored and start to softly sing an original tune from the top of her head: ]
So many stars shining bright ♪
Maybe Teepo's somewhere in one of those specks of light ♪
[ Her voice is soft and amateurish. Not exactly a professional singer, but it seems like she's having fun. She ran out of words, so she's going to start humming another random tune she just came up with.
Feel free to run into her outside of your fleet ship. Or if you just happen to be on the SS Huntress, she's most likely already on board... ]
Who: Kilowog and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Till the Shuffle
[Hey, Drift Fleet. It's Kilowog! Who's that? It's the alien in front of the camera right now, stuck in his superhero-esque uniform, a lantern symbol emblazoned on his chest. He's standing in front of one of the beds on the Hospitality deck. Those watching closely might see that the rim of the bed is a bit damaged. He's a heavy guy.]
Alright, poozers. I don't mean ta' gripe but I got a little problem. An' I don't mean this reality show business—that's a whole 'nother hat. [That's what you humans say, right?] I'll get there.
[Though, honestly? He's mostly concerned the paperwork wasn't filled out right. He's more than okay with having a bit of shore leave after what just went down.]
See, I got a more urgent problem. [He turns the camera to show the door. Then his eight foot tall self. Then the door again. It's pretty clear he is both too tall and too wide to fit through it. He turns the camera back to his face and somewhere in that mass, a brow is being lifted.] Get it? Now, I don't really feel like getting stuck today, so I need a bit of help. Not much, not much, don't worry. [He chuckles and it's low and rumbling.] Just some suggestions will be good. Tried bending over but I got stuck sideways. Thought 'bout just breakin' the wall down but—Well. I'm tryin' ta' make a good first impression.
[He smiles, then leans back.] Name's Kilowog, by the way. Green Lantern. Nice ta' meet ya'.
[ACTION]
[Once Kilowog gets freed from the room, he'll be loitering about on deck, mostly playing with different light constructs. They're all bright green and something of an eyesore. The one he favors the most is a foozball table. Wanna play?]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Till the Shuffle
[Hey, Drift Fleet. It's Kilowog! Who's that? It's the alien in front of the camera right now, stuck in his superhero-esque uniform, a lantern symbol emblazoned on his chest. He's standing in front of one of the beds on the Hospitality deck. Those watching closely might see that the rim of the bed is a bit damaged. He's a heavy guy.]
Alright, poozers. I don't mean ta' gripe but I got a little problem. An' I don't mean this reality show business—that's a whole 'nother hat. [That's what you humans say, right?] I'll get there.
[Though, honestly? He's mostly concerned the paperwork wasn't filled out right. He's more than okay with having a bit of shore leave after what just went down.]
See, I got a more urgent problem. [He turns the camera to show the door. Then his eight foot tall self. Then the door again. It's pretty clear he is both too tall and too wide to fit through it. He turns the camera back to his face and somewhere in that mass, a brow is being lifted.] Get it? Now, I don't really feel like getting stuck today, so I need a bit of help. Not much, not much, don't worry. [He chuckles and it's low and rumbling.] Just some suggestions will be good. Tried bending over but I got stuck sideways. Thought 'bout just breakin' the wall down but—Well. I'm tryin' ta' make a good first impression.
[He smiles, then leans back.] Name's Kilowog, by the way. Green Lantern. Nice ta' meet ya'.
[ACTION]
[Once Kilowog gets freed from the room, he'll be loitering about on deck, mostly playing with different light constructs. They're all bright green and something of an eyesore. The one he favors the most is a foozball table. Wanna play?]
Waystation Mingle Log!
Apr. 7th, 2015 07:56 pmWho: 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!]
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!]
(no subject)
Apr. 7th, 2015 01:40 pmWho: The burrito of death (aka Tek)
Broadcast: Audio, open to the fleet
Action: Bloodsport cargo hold
When: Broadcast day after the attack - Action open all month
[this one is sent in audio only, because goodness no one needs to see his current face--though, his voice isn't right either. it's too light, too delicate, and there is a little too much purr to it. especially without the aid of a video feed, it's hard to tell whether the speaker is male or female or monster at all.
and the tone is nothing but flat.]
Everyone is safe and accounted for? Nothing is entirely amiss? Wonderful.
[he isn't bitter about no one asking about his absence at all. nope. not one bit.]
So, I guess it's about time to start returning to our old routine, hmm? Everyone ready for things to go back to normal? Especially with such a good distraction from our recent little 'vacation home,' I know I sure am ready to forget about everything that just happened.
[this weapons-grade sarcasm could burn a hole through the floor.]
Especially with all of this new spending cash. ...Have you all checked your accounts today? The bonuses are already rolling in.
Isn't it wonderful.
[this sorry creature feels sickened and infuriated and doesn't have the strength to vent it any other way. so, a pissy broadcast it is!
and for anyone wandering the Red Fish any time soon, he can be found actually sitting up now. still wrapped in blankets and misery, but he's at least upright. it's a step.]
Broadcast: Audio, open to the fleet
Action: Bloodsport cargo hold
When: Broadcast day after the attack - Action open all month
[this one is sent in audio only, because goodness no one needs to see his current face--though, his voice isn't right either. it's too light, too delicate, and there is a little too much purr to it. especially without the aid of a video feed, it's hard to tell whether the speaker is male or female or monster at all.
and the tone is nothing but flat.]
Everyone is safe and accounted for? Nothing is entirely amiss? Wonderful.
[he isn't bitter about no one asking about his absence at all. nope. not one bit.]
So, I guess it's about time to start returning to our old routine, hmm? Everyone ready for things to go back to normal? Especially with such a good distraction from our recent little 'vacation home,' I know I sure am ready to forget about everything that just happened.
[this weapons-grade sarcasm could burn a hole through the floor.]
Especially with all of this new spending cash. ...Have you all checked your accounts today? The bonuses are already rolling in.
Isn't it wonderful.
[this sorry creature feels sickened and infuriated and doesn't have the strength to vent it any other way. so, a pissy broadcast it is!
and for anyone wandering the Red Fish any time soon, he can be found actually sitting up now. still wrapped in blankets and misery, but he's at least upright. it's a step.]
(no subject)
Apr. 7th, 2015 12:11 pmWho: Beverly Crusher
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Blue Fish
When: Right After the Attack
[Beverly is onscreen, the Blue Fish's med bay, still intact, behind her. Her jaw is set with determination as she talks.]
Attention, Drift Fleet. This is Dr. Beverly Crusher of the USS... of the SS Blue Fish. I know some of you have taken significant damage to your ships, possibly to your sickbays, and that others do not have a medic on board. Fortunately, our sickbay survived the attack, so I am offering it as a central location to help the wounded while repairs are being made elsewhere. We have a small supply of blood on hand as well, should anyone need it. If any member of your crew is too severely injured to be moved, please let me know, and I will come to you. No payments will be necessary for any treatment.
Thank you for your time.
[She signs off with a grim smile.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Blue Fish
When: Right After the Attack
[Beverly is onscreen, the Blue Fish's med bay, still intact, behind her. Her jaw is set with determination as she talks.]
Attention, Drift Fleet. This is Dr. Beverly Crusher of the USS... of the SS Blue Fish. I know some of you have taken significant damage to your ships, possibly to your sickbays, and that others do not have a medic on board. Fortunately, our sickbay survived the attack, so I am offering it as a central location to help the wounded while repairs are being made elsewhere. We have a small supply of blood on hand as well, should anyone need it. If any member of your crew is too severely injured to be moved, please let me know, and I will come to you. No payments will be necessary for any treatment.
Thank you for your time.
[She signs off with a grim smile.]
(no subject)
Apr. 3rd, 2015 09:48 pmWho: Koltira; Lioriley
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Paisley
When: RIGHT NOW ...?
[Fortunately, Koltira's torturous visions didn't last long. But their afterimages linger, and even though he can't perceive the shades anymore, he's still imagining them. Lurking in the corners of the ship; lunging for him; claws outstretched and jaws open wide. The aggressive shadows were once a constant in his life, dogging him wherever he went after he broke free of the Lich King's control. Someone had helped him, yes, had temporarily cleared them away--but they always returned.
He wonders if it's possible for the shades to cross over with him, to somehow follow him through time and space. The thought agitates him, paralyzes him.
He sits in the kitchen, gripping the edges of the table. The tension in his muscles suggests that he's ready for a fight, but there's no one there. Just him, staring straight ahead, biting his lip until it bleeds.
The relative isolation doesn't help. He's been here a few weeks now, and that's a few weeks longer than he's ever gone without a battle. It's taking a toll.]
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Paisley
When: RIGHT NOW ...?
[Fortunately, Koltira's torturous visions didn't last long. But their afterimages linger, and even though he can't perceive the shades anymore, he's still imagining them. Lurking in the corners of the ship; lunging for him; claws outstretched and jaws open wide. The aggressive shadows were once a constant in his life, dogging him wherever he went after he broke free of the Lich King's control. Someone had helped him, yes, had temporarily cleared them away--but they always returned.
He wonders if it's possible for the shades to cross over with him, to somehow follow him through time and space. The thought agitates him, paralyzes him.
He sits in the kitchen, gripping the edges of the table. The tension in his muscles suggests that he's ready for a fight, but there's no one there. Just him, staring straight ahead, biting his lip until it bleeds.
The relative isolation doesn't help. He's been here a few weeks now, and that's a few weeks longer than he's ever gone without a battle. It's taking a toll.]
Who: Cole and anyone
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: Marvisa
When: Now until the next shuffle?
[Cole doesn't usually sleep, so waking up is very unfamiliar. He doesn't usually feel the cold or heat much, so the deep coldness in his bones is alien.
He jerks upright with a gasp, hands scrabbling at the back of his neck and then he vanishes in a puff of black-green smoke and reappears in the corner of the room, pressing himself back into it, staring around with wide eyes.]
Whispering, watchful, wakeful, wondering, where?
[He then spends a while patting things around him like the floor and wall, whispering under his breath.
In all honesty, he'll stay in that room until someone convinces him to leave and go elsewhere. It's not like he has to leave for any reason.]
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: Marvisa
When: Now until the next shuffle?
[Cole doesn't usually sleep, so waking up is very unfamiliar. He doesn't usually feel the cold or heat much, so the deep coldness in his bones is alien.
He jerks upright with a gasp, hands scrabbling at the back of his neck and then he vanishes in a puff of black-green smoke and reappears in the corner of the room, pressing himself back into it, staring around with wide eyes.]
Whispering, watchful, wakeful, wondering, where?
[He then spends a while patting things around him like the floor and wall, whispering under his breath.
In all honesty, he'll stay in that room until someone convinces him to leave and go elsewhere. It's not like he has to leave for any reason.]
action/video ♪ tfw no bianca
Mar. 26th, 2015 02:19 pmWho: Varric and open
Broadcast: Video, and open!
Action: The Huntress crew & visitors.
When: The end of March (after dragon stuff I guess?)
( [action on the Huntress] )
[video;]
[Varric eventually settles at his desk and turns on the nearest comm console. Honestly, he looks like nothing's changed. At all. But there is a nervous energy in how his fingers dance along the edge of his makeshift desk, rustling some papers.]
Good evening. Did you all miss me? Don't be shy, we have all night. [Is his chest hair visible? Yes it is.]
I think I'm mostly caught up on what I missed during my exceptionally long beauty nap. [His brown eyes glimmer dangerously in the low light.] Something about peasant uprisings and dragons? Sounds like home.
Broadcast: Video, and open!
Action: The Huntress crew & visitors.
When: The end of March (after dragon stuff I guess?)
( [action on the Huntress] )
[video;]
[Varric eventually settles at his desk and turns on the nearest comm console. Honestly, he looks like nothing's changed. At all. But there is a nervous energy in how his fingers dance along the edge of his makeshift desk, rustling some papers.]
Good evening. Did you all miss me? Don't be shy, we have all night. [Is his chest hair visible? Yes it is.]
I think I'm mostly caught up on what I missed during my exceptionally long beauty nap. [His brown eyes glimmer dangerously in the low light.] Something about peasant uprisings and dragons? Sounds like home.
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Mar. 21st, 2015 06:01 pmWho: The intrepid crew of the SS Paisley!
Broadcast: anything could happen, I guess?
Action: Anywhere on the ship
When: From the shuffle through the end of the month
[ Well the ship could only stay empty but for her captain for so long. And I'm sure the audience is just DYING to know what happens when these older folks show up and find their ship is captained by a 17-year-old with an attitude problem.
Let the games begin... ]
Broadcast: anything could happen, I guess?
Action: Anywhere on the ship
When: From the shuffle through the end of the month
[ Well the ship could only stay empty but for her captain for so long. And I'm sure the audience is just DYING to know what happens when these older folks show up and find their ship is captained by a 17-year-old with an attitude problem.
Let the games begin... ]