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Who: Dean and uh.... a wee Sam Winchester
Broadcast: fleetwide!
Action: Red Fish
When: nooww

[ Dean looks ultimately..... tired. And vaguely grumpy, but when does he not look like either of those things. Though it could be said he has good reason for this as there is a toddler-sized child in his arms, preoccupied with screeching and reaching desperately for the ground. It's shouting his name on repeat 'Dean, dowwn, Dean, dooowwn!' but as soon as he puts the child back on the floor, he's immediately reaching back up again, tugging on Dean's jacket, arms reaching for the sky.

'Dean! Deaaan!'

Truth be told, this is not actually something unfamiliar to him.

It's just something that feels as if it happened a million years ago. ]

Looking for some place to take a kid. [ Wait, let's rephrase. ] Not to dump him, but to get him outside.

Don't feel like cramping him up in here while we've got the chance to get out and-- haven't exactly toured the place much. Just want to get him out without having to deal with... anything. Keep him in here and he'll find his way to the armory when i'm not looking.

[ You think he's kidding. Winchesters and guns are like peanut butter and jelly.... give Dean another second while he swaps the kiddo from one hip to another, almost like he's done this once or twice before. It almost even looks like he's doing that bouncing-baby thing. ]

I'd appreciate the advice.

ino

Who: Ino and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Three Twins
When: Now

[ Here's your friendly neighborhood blonde ninja with a BURNING question for you all. ]

All right, I have to know. Why is it that people say "tuna fish" and not just "tuna"? You don't say "cat mammal" or "eagle bird". You just say the name of it. Even with other fish you don't do that! Why do people say "tuna fish"? It doesn't make any sense.

Is this some kind of weird English thing?

namisan

Who: Nami and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Bloodsport/Iskaulit for you drinkers out there.
When: Now-ish

[Nami's been in a bad mood of late. Mostly it's to do with Sascha and trying to shove her own feelings down and trying to deal with it in a responsible way because some jackass luck of the draw happened to make her Captain. Hooray! The bite has healed enough it just looks ugly instead of actually hurting (it itches, thanks so much for that), so she still keeps a loose bandage over the top. No big deal. She'll get over it. There's not much choice.

She works off her grouchiness at the bar in bits and pieces. She was doing pretty well until a box turned up in her bedroom addressed to Captain Nami.]

One piece--

[No, that's not a pun I swear. The feed clicks on to Nami's furious face, tapping the screen with one section of blue metal piping that a handful of people might find familiar.]

Problems with shipping? Delays in processing? IT'S A MATCHED SET! Why would you even break this up!? If you've lost the other parts I'm going to--

[RANT USELESSLY AT EVERYONE APPARENTLY. She shuts her mouth with a snap, fingers wrapped around the climatact piece in a crushing grip, before she suddenly smiles sweetly.]

Thank you so much for finally processing my claim, Diamond. Or whoever. At this rate I'll only have to submit those forms another eight times!

Don't think I don't know you're doing this on purpose. [And finally she pulls back, tapping the piece in hand before pointing it in the vague direction of her closed door with a dark mutter.] I bet it doesn't even work r--

[FWOOM.

...that'd be the sudden howl of wind punching through the air much like this, only more powerful and far less gracefully, given Nami went flying in the other direction with a yelp. There's a long moment of silence, punctuated by the sound of several maps falling off the walls, and the broadcast picks up nothing but the visuals of a room that looks like a small tornado just went through it.

......
......]

...needs calibration.

[Ow.]

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[You can also catch her at the Iskaulit. Not on shift tonight, kthx. She's just nursing a drink in the corner and glaring holes through the table.]

lightbends

Who: Korra
Broadcast: yep!
Action: Aboard the Wonderduck
When: Now!

[Have a wet doggy nose complete with a tuft of white fur visible on your video network, flooters. Naga is attempting to sniff at the device, occasionally blocking view completely before Korra can be heard shooing her away.]

Hi, everyone!

[Korra smiles sheepishly and runs a hand through her short hair at the back of her neck.]

I guess I missed some stuff? All I know is I was on the ship and I woke up and we're in orbit again and my room is covered in destroyed chew toys - so... thanks for taking care of Naga? Whoever you are. Anyway-!!

[To the meat of the information she's seeking!]

I was wondering, since this is my first time back in orbit since we left the planet: What do people do for fun when we're not visiting other places?

[A girl can only abuse the weights in the recreational room on the Wonderduck so many times, ok.]

Though... I guess since I'm the pilot it'd be probably be better if I was driving the ship, huh.

[Still!! She's glad to be awake and is at least trying to find people to hang out with. Sort of. If anyone wants to seek her out aboard the Wonderduck, they are welcome to do so.]

collegedropout

Who: Sam and you
Broadcast: Voice
Action: N/A (unless plotted)
When: After this shit. Vague time is vague for plot convenience, shh.

[Sam feels like puking, thanks.

See, his friend had called him because of a suspiciously bitey vampire, and he had conversed with this vampire to find - well, he's not a fucking vampire. And of course, him trying to get the guy on lock-down did not... go that well. His brother and a certain little fae child got him back on his feet, uh. Relatively, but he still feels like he's been on the same Disney teacups a few too many times.

Regardless, he's gotta put up some serious alarm bells. You learn your lesson after Bucky's augment glitch. He sounds a bit groggy, a bit like he's got some vertigo going on, but he's also got an air of grim alert to it. This is a warning, y'all.]

There's someone going around who people may know as Sascha — something's seriously wrong with him; I'm thinking an augment glitch. That seems to be the norm from the Atroma lately, so... figures, if it is. His personality is completely off from what I'd seen before, and I was alerted to the fact that he had... bitten one of his crewmates. I tracked him down but he didn't exactly appreciate a hunter telling him he had to be put under surveillance.

[There's a dry air about that last bit; sick-feeling or not, he's a cheeky bastard sometimes, sue him. After a moment, he continues:]

He's not a vampire, though. Or at least acted like it was news to him. He says he's a Sheol - I'm unfamiliar with this race of creature, so I can't really help, but. Uh. His bites are toxic and cause numbness, sickness, and immobility. That's how he disables his prey. He got me, too, but I got lucky there.

I don't know where he is now, but please be careful. Keep a look-out. Any information you have on his abilities or any reports of attacks from him would be appreciated. He may be calm and he doesn't seem to be bloodthirsty. Yet, or otherwise. But he's detached and clearly capable of hurting others.

... Stay safe.

[As he closes the feed, you can hear him grumble exasperatedly - ]

... He licked me...

fuga

Who: Lauralae & you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Starstruck
When: Now

do you ever question why they brought you here?

what have you learned, since?

has it been worthwhile?

precedented

Who: Leto + You
Broadcast: Text
Action: SS Blameless
When: August 4th

So it seems we've returned to enclosed quarters once more. Let's play a game to liven things up.

Who would you fuck, marry or kill on the Fleet?

I suppose to make it even harder, you could limit it to your ship.

robitussin

Who: opal
Broadcast: y
Action: she's on the pathstone if anyone wants to chat in person
When:

[hello, drift fleet. this message begins with an image, zoomed in on one of the adorable fluff slugs that can be found on the planet. after it's shown for a moment, the feed switches over to text.]

i can't believe a slug is this cute. i can't believe i bought a pet slug. disgusting

anyways opinions:

he looks like a salty to me but also naming a slug seems weird. it's a slug. maybe i'll just call it "slug"

y/n

universal_charm

Who: Jim Kirk + You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes - either on the Tourist or the Planet (this post will be functioning as a semi-overflow)
When: Nowish

[ Hello, fellow Drifters. Today you shall find one Captain Kirk, currently of the Tourist, smiling into the camera - perhaps a bit to delighted for everyone's comfort, so if you know what's good for you turn off the broadcast now. Or stick around. It's really 50/50 with him some days. He clears his throat, for a moment attempting to look serious outside his obvious delight. ]

So, first things first, some house keeping -

For those who don't know, I'm James Tiberius Kirk, Captain of the Tourist, newly minted a few weeks ago. Please just call me Jim or Kirk, though. Any problems with the Tourist or her crew can be directed to me, or if I am not available you can relay a message to my first mate - Fenris.

[ Let that sink in everyone and then think real hard about if you want to go that route ever. ]

Now, with that out of the way...

[ His face resumes its delight. ]

Since we're all sharing what little treasures we've been getting from the planet we're all on, I thought I would join in the fun.

[ He messes with something off camera, and everyone will be treated to the dulcet tones if the The Beastie Boys. Kirk is bobbing his head and every now and then either strumming an air guitar or beating on air drums.

The song ends and his grin is so very pleased with itself. ]

Words to live by, my fellow Drifters. Words to live by.

_{[ ooc: Inside this post will be a section for continuations of planet mingle threads if we have not already started one somewhere else! Feel free to add one here if I miss yours or if you would like to start one since I'll also be putting up the original starters from the mingle. ]}

bb_wolf

Who: Bigby Wolf
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: You can try and find him about, he's in the forest.
When: Now? Ish?

[Bigby was only shifted long enough to get up the communicator where can see it and respond, so it's the giant wolf at a bit of a distance chatting to the screen.]

I'm curious. I hear people talk about wanting to go home more'n anything, but people I've actually spoken to? I know of about four of us who don't want to go back.

Which side are you lot out there on? Want to go home? Want not to? Don't give a shit?

spaceshipit

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: July Planet!
When: The month of July!

[This is another planet mingle since the first one has nearly hit captcha! Feel free to continue threads or start brand new ones!]

July Planet Information

First Mingle Post

robitussin

Who: natalie goodman
Broadcast: yes
Action: she'll be on the planet and the pathstone if anyone wants action!
When: 6/27

so i passed out for like literally a week and apparently woke up in hell because i went to check out this new place and everyone keeps trying to hold my hand

question 1: why

question 2: what did i do to deserve this

discuss

notzubats

Who: Everybody! It's a planet mingle!
Broadcast: If You want!
Action: On the Holding Hands plant!
When: From June 23 until whenever we need a new mingle.

[At long last, the fleet has arrived to a new planet. This means it's time for a mingle guys! Get in! ]

onlyanapple

Who: Crowley and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Málum - Iskaulit
When: 12th June

[The feed switches on to Crowley's smirking face behind the bar in Málum. It's the smirk he usually has when he's done something he strictly shouldn't but doesn't really care. The usual, then.]

So, while all...that bullshit has been going on, I figured we might as well have something for people to do that doesn't involve excessive violence and getting blood all over the place. So! If you turn on your network devices and have a little flick through there, you'll find a little game. Think of me while you play it.

[ True to his word, there is, indeed, a certain game where you play a snake eating tiny dots and trying to get other snakes to crash into you suddenly on the network. Like the rest of Crowley's games, it's horribly addictive.

That done, he gestures to the bar in general around him.]

While we're on the subject of things to do. I find I'm horribly bereft of staff in my fine establishment. Anyone fancy a job, come on down, so long as you're not a psychopath or a satanist, I'll probably hire you. I pay well and you get free drinks for working with me, which is always a bonus.

[He goes to turn off the feed, but realises he...probably should say something. At the risk of showing he cares.]

Anyone on the Starstruck wonderinf where Felix is, he's passed out in my quarters on the Pathstone. One of those hyper sleep things, probably. He's still breathing and whatnot. Best just leave him be until he wakes up.

[His tone is flippant, but honestly, he's worried. He WANTS to keep an eye on Felix, lest whatevers in him decides to turn him into a puppet or something equally terrible. He's not letting the man go anywhere.]

Anyway, enjoy the game and healing from your injuries. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. Crowley out.

collegedropout

Who: Sam and you.
Broadcast: Encrypted to everyone Fleetwide
Action: Red Fish
When: Today

[Sam has been the busiest little bee in all the land. After getting Katie to heal his injuries (oh so begrudgingly, but he really, really needs his writing hand for his work), he went straight to work trying to dig through every faucet of the network. Anyone who's been around him on the Red Fish or the Iskaulit will find him nose-deep in the comm, barely paying much attention, working at his station for the comms. Communications is a pretty useful augment, now that he's thinking about it.

And after what's been happening... the de-aging, the malfunctions, the Winter glitch... He's got to risk it and play a little catch-up.

He starts up a connection, encrypted as best he can to the ship rosters currently on board. He figures they might see it anyway, but it never hurts to be thorough. Someone who looks tired and like he's been living off coffee he bought off the moon -- busy bee, alright, the network is a very vast and annoying thing.]

[Video.]

Well, I haven't found anything yet, but I'm kind of working on navigating the deeper, older parts of the communications devices you got here. It keeps record pretty far back -- and it's got a lot of media connected to a lot of people here. But knowing you guys, I'm sure you found the, uh, weird music and television they have from your worlds.

This crap is way more complicated than an FBI database or a credit card company's files, I'll tell you that much. But I think with a little work and a lotta caffeine, maybe I can get into more stuff; it seems like lately, there's been more augment malfunctions. Now, I know it's possible some of it is accidental, but I'm thinking maybe this is for some kind of, I don't know, boost in--

[He stops mid-word, his expression twitching, and then goes oddly still for a few moments.

And then suddenly he speaks again...

WITH ENTHUSIASM!!!!!!! AND THERE IS A MELODY PLAYING ALL AROUND HIM. A JINGLE JANGLE ONE WOULD FIND IN A COMMERCIAL. ARE YOU READY GUYS? HE PUTS HIS HANDS ON HIS HIPS, ABRUPTLY STEPFORD WIDE STATUS, A SMILE PLASTERED ON HIS FACE.]

Hey, guys! This is Sam Winchester, one of your favorites from the good ol' Drift Fleet - sponsored by the Atroma, the best in televised drama and innovation.

Now, what do I like more than a daily dose of our regularly scheduled program? Should be an easy enough answer, and it sure isn't hunting wendigos or fighting angels and demons.

[Sam's face:

Are you even surprised?

Also --

LAUGH TRACK]

It's your favorite new line of television dinners, based off our hit series! Don't like what your significant other made you for second dinner? Have no fear -- while you're enjoying your favorite brand of cereal in the morning, you can take a look at our galaxies-famous meal; just add water, and you'll be all set! Whether it's the Pirate Potluck or the Hunter Helper, we've got you covered. Check out the Marvelous Hero Platter for your chance to win a free trip to --

[Sam slaps himself hard on the face, panting tiredly.]

What the fu--

[AND HE'S BACK TO STANDING STRAIGHT AND PROUD.]

-- just remember, we're here for you 24/7, ready to listen in.

CALL NOW AND SAVE ON OUR BUNDLE PACKS.

And maybe get yourself a free autograph from yours truly.

Just remember, when it comes to Drift Fleet's name-brand dinners...

[LAUGH TRACK.

SMILE SMILE SMILE

... t-twitch]

((ooc: Sam will have a (potentially 1-2 week) glitch where he may burst out into infomercial mode for the atroma randomly. he also is incapable of saying anything but positive things to his fellow drift fleeters about the atroma and the drift fleet show. see, it's nice, because instead of getting winter's rampage pt. 2, he's going to kill you with creepy infomercial vibes. LMFAO SORRY.))

pain_train

Who: Wrath (and maybe you?)
Broadcast: Entire fleet
Action: Windrose medlab, she ain't goin anywhere
When: June 11 (four days after this mess)

[Text]

extra large protein lovers pizza
++ spicy soypperoni
+ red chilies
++ mazer beer ipa or equivalent 1 6pack

5 strippers
pref male
++ purple body glitter
++ portable sound system
+ boa constrictor

deliver to: lt wrath, windrose

[Audio]

[She doesn’t quite know how bad she looks, but she knows how bad she feels. There is no way the people in the fleet need to see this. So it’s audio only. Wrath’s words slur faintly, like someone who is profoundly tired rather than drunk. Chems do that to her.]

Hey everyone. Um. I had an accident and I’m gonna be… down for a little while. I know I wanted to do a coffee thing for all my brother soldiers but… that’s gonna have to wait. Til I’m on my feet again. Really sorry, guys. But it’ll happen. Just a little later.

Anyway like last time I was in traction I just ordered pizza and strippers, but I tried to do that here and it doesn’t work? And there’s no pudding or nurses. So I’m kind of super bored since I can’t move around right now. So anyone want to like… watch vids or play games or something? I could maybe figure out how to do chess on the network. Or ask someone for help. Or tell stories. Or like. Visitors would be nice? Yeah.

Officer Snuggles says hi, everyone. [The fox yips.] And. Um. Bye~

( Action under the cut )

geonomy

Who: Clay Terran + You people
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: On the Iskaulit
When: June 7th, a bit after this

[You know, Clay hadn't been expecting a day like this. All he was doing was going to the Iskaulit to do some workouts in the gym, even bopping to a tune playing in his head.

Of course, that all comes a stop when he sees the mess before he sees anyone else. Blood trailing through the hallway, like someone had been walking with it. His stomach churns a bit, and his first instinct is to flee and get someone with medical help. Like Jennifer, or Beverly, or...

But no, he's here, and he... doesn't really realize just how bad it is yet. He returns to his shuttle first to grab the first-aid box, then heads in to see who needs his help.

And upon following the trail, well... Turns out, it's a lot worse than he thought it'd be, and that instinct from before comes back full force. He's only had some lessons, he's not prepared for this level of medical trauma, he really isn't -

And that's why he'll be calling out on the comms - not video, because there are kids on the network, but it's pretty clear by the state of his shaky voice that this is definitely an emergency.]

I-I need doctors - healers, medics -

[He takes in a deep breath - ]

I need all medical personnel to the Iskaulit right now!

((ooc: Everyone's free to branch off, tag other threads, etc! This is a general rescue/medical aid post for Winter's wrecking ball.))

thebestseller

Who: Richard Castle and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: N/A unless Windrose crew wants it
When: June 7th

[When the feed clicks on, Castle has his feet propped up and is reading aloud from a book, although the cover is obscured from view. Also, his Scottish accent is atrocious. Bear with him. He's discovered the cheap vending machine romance novels.]

"Lass, from 500 years intae the future ye may be, but theh be things ye kannae ken." Lord McKraken then doubled over in pain, holding his stomach.

"But I love you!" Elizabeth cried out, rushing over to her Lord's side, holding his sweating form in her arms as he grimaced in agony, running her hands along his feverish pectorals. "I've promised to never leave your side no matter what comes between us."

"Ah beg ye, lass, get thee away before it be too late- AUUUUUUGH!" Elizabeth was forced to back away as McKraken's skin became slimier and slimier. "Ah'm... Ah'm..."

"What is it?"

"Ah be a were-cuttlefish!"

[Castle then has to place the book face-down on the table and lean his head back, laughing.]

Sorry, I just had to share that with someone.

scanninggaydis

Who: Felix Gaeta
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Now

video:
[In the first few moments of consciousness, Felix just blinks, apparently staring up at the ceiling. After another few seconds, his eyes narrow, his gaze moves around, and then he sits bolt upright.]

What the fr- Al?

[His voice isn't exactly panicked, but it's worried, and a tiny bit lost. After a little bit longer, he clearly comes to the conclusion that whoever he's looking for...isn't here. His posture relaxes so he's slumping a bit, and he rakes both hands through his hair. Aaaand you can pretty much tell the moment he finds the augment, because that's when his spine goes completely rigid, and something that is really mostly intense anger but also probably a little bit of fear very visibly manifests itself in his expression.

Then, apparently, he finally notices the camera on him. His eyes narrow, he leans forward to stare at it, and then once he figures out how to turn off, it clicks off.]

voice: (roughly half an hour later)
[Even though everyone has seen his face, Felix finds comfort in distancing himself a little, especially when he's already as on-guard as he is now. That's why his next broadcast to the network is voice. (Text is the ultimate distancing, but what he's hoping is that any replies coming back in will also be voice, so that he can better judge the tone of whatever he gets back. After all, it's so easy to misunderstand people over the internet.) His voice is...controlled. Almost too controlled, none of that anger from before. He's fine, everything's fine. It's fine. He's not freaking out at all.]

So these...things. This tech. Whatever they've put in us. They can alter memories, I know things I can't possibly know about spacecraft I've never seen before. What else can they do? Have there ever been negative side effects?

[Okay, so it's controlled but clipped. He's cool, promise.]

angelherding

Who: Meg Masters & YOU unfortunate people
Broadcast: video
Action: Marsiva
When: now

[you're greeted with the expression of a young woman, thoroughly impressed and lounging on the bed she woke up on. She's already taken a cursory glance at the network after the confusion died down into something more like annoyance, and well - a bored and annoyed Meg is never a good thing.

She scowls for a moment, until she realizes the camera's on. Then she smirks and leans back, legs coming into view as she crosses them, getting comfortable]

So, two requests. [she holds up a finger] The quickest and dirtiest explanation you can give me. I'll be counting words and keeping track, and I may even give the winner a special surprise.

Two, [she holds up two fingers now] I'm looking for some good gossip. I'm behind on my tabloids and a girl has needs, you know? And sharing is caring, after all.

Don't keep me waiting too long, yeah?

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Captain's Log 04 - It's a Rock Party

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Try Catching Flootemon with your Communicator!

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Chapter Seven [video]

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