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Riku

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mikangirl

Who: SS Bloodsport crew and visitors!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Any time since last shuffle.

[And then the SS Bloodsport got two new crew members. Say hi to your co-pilots? Crew mingle!]

honorbends

Who: Zuko!
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: S.S. Golden.
When: Post-Shuffle!

[Zuko has done a pretty fabulous job of not flipping out, to be honest. He's interacted with some people aboard the Marsiva and has narrowed down the possibilities to two. 1) The Animus have launched an event that's completely eradicated the old universe and dropped them into a spaceship reality show (which, honestly, is a possibility) or 2) Zuko has been pulled from Adstringendum and is now in a new splintered universe.

After working that out, Zuko is now on a different ship, and while the teenager on camera looks fairly calm and collected, those who know Zuko know he's about two seconds from turning the desk he's sitting on into a pile of charcoal and using it as anger management therapy.

Someone didn't appreciate being doused in confetti and having a celebratory chocolate thrust upon him.

Give him a moment or two before he heaves a massive sigh.]

Two things.

[Zuko totally did not rehearse what he was going to say before he elected to talk to the entire fleet.]

One -- I guess I'm stuck here until I figure out...how to get back to wherever I came from. This is all probably going away in a week anyway... So -- has anyone figured out how to get off the ships?Are we trapped on whatever...these things are until whoever is running the show decides to send us home?

And two, is the Avatar here?

[Sorry, other members of Team Avatar, you guys are apparently on the third item that Zuko didn't find important to add. He's pretty sure the rest of his friends will find him, but this is Super

Important

okay.

Also he's not introducing himself, sorry. He forgot.]

geonomy

Who: Everyone! EVERYONE!
Broadcast: IF YOU WANNA
Action: Everywhere! EVERYWHERE!
When: Mid-September - Mid-October

[How's your ship doing, pardners? Is it still pretty damaged? Is it glitching out hardcore? Well, there is one place to land to take care of all that, and that's on a dusty old moon in front of a planet that no one wants to go to. On this moon, you'll find a civilization that looks a lot like one's stepped into a wild west movie, hardened cowpolk and mutant horses and all. Will you become a vigilante, hunting bounties and stopping gangs from doing their dirty work? Will you go exploring planetside, with a cowboy hat and a stalk of wheat in your mouth to complete the look? Good luck with that; there is no wheat. This town ain't big enough for all you flooters, but make it so! For the ratings!

In other words, it's a planet mingle! Get 'er done!]

[September Planet info here]

thespaceopera

[The nebulas are beautiful in this region of space, at the very least. They gleam as great distorting clouds of space-stuff that your scanners don't even want to attempt to analyze. They affect the ships' instruments much like other areas of disruption have in the past, but these are actually visible as large swathes of light--like giant flames frozen in their swirling shapes, suspended across impressive stretches of space. For once, there's something like scenery to look at, out here in the black...

And then, the proximity alarms begin to blare.

From a gap between the two nearest clouds comes an assemblage of ships! Familiar to some and new to others--they do not respond to hails or communications of any kind, and they're gunning straight for the Fleet without slowing. Their weapons are locking on and firing as soon as they are in range.

Many passengers have been through this before, and many of the ships are bigger and better than they'd been in the previous skirmish. Today, the Drift Fleet will put up a better fight, even punch a few holes in their attackers.

Your augment knows where you need to go! Do you run to your station? Do you dodge your job? Are you unsure how to help? Are the captains giving orders or panicking, and are their crews paying attention? Everyone's got a chance to fight back before the enemy fleet runs them into the nearest nebula--and things suddenly take a bad turn.

As soon as each Drift Fleet ship hits the nebula, its systems overload and short-circuit before going dead. It stays silent for minutes, no radar, no comms, no network. Stubborn stragglers are ganged up on and forced into the cloud, followed by the poor ships on autopilot being bodily hauled into the nebula with tractor beams. Once the entire Fleet has been set adrift as sitting ducks, before the Marsiva can get too close, the attacking fleet... turns and flees through the cloud, seemingly untouched by the nebula that scrambles your ships.

Eventually, the systems flicker back to life, blinking on one by one. It will be several hours before any other effects of the attack will be noticeable. The network shows up as live again, but Atroma never shows up to explain a thing...]

ooc: the out-of-character event post is over here! respond to this post any way you like; you can have action, comm messages, play during the attack, being stuck in the nebula, checking in after the network comes back online, or whatever else seems fitting.

notkittenaround

Who: Marhi Ohsi and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Outside the Huntress...? Good luck.
When: Current.

[ When the video comes on, it shows a woman of blue skin and unusual garb: She's currently dressed in one of the space suits, tethered safely to the outside of the ship. It is not her first time in strange places, but never has she travelled so deep into the abyss of the sky that the very air is torn from one's lungs.

In her clumsy, gloved hands is a fishing rod. Well, technically a fishing rod. It is a child's plastic toy, bright neon pink with a thick grip, and the bait is nothing more than a chubby, smiling plastic fish. Not to be used under the age of two and beware the risk of swallowing,

Still, Marhi casts it into space with the eyes and the ease of a master fisher. Somehow she's even managed to catch some small, metal space junk and rocks, shoved into the makeshift bag of her coat. ]

curiositykilledthecats

Who: Miah and anyone else!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Aboard the Huntress, if you really want it
When: Now

[Miah is looking into the camera, back to wearing her full plate armor to address the fleet.]

Good evening. I seek any in this fleet capable of smithing. It has been too long since I have held a sword, and I like not the feel of the so-called 'weapons' the Atroma have provided us. If any are capable of crafting a blade for me, or the tools and materials with which I may forge my own, I would be grateful. I lack the means to pay with coin, but I may offer payment in the form of labor or trade.

Thank you for listening.

save_the_souls

Who: Allen Walker (anonymous)
Broadcast: Text, Anonymous
Action: Nope.
When: Today

[Things have been going well for Allen the past month. Very well. And while that was certainly a good thing, he couldn't shake the anxiety that it meant something was about to go horribly wrong. Because you know, because it usually did for him. ]

[So he here was, trying to at least put a few of his fears at rest- especially after this latest round of augment malfunctions. Just what if the next round of malfunctions were less benevolent in nature? In truth - he didn't really expect any good answers. There almost never was when he sought out help. Still, there was always a chance. And at least he'd feel like he was doing something]

[The text post that is put up is anonymous, purposefully typed out not to sound like his own wording.]

i have a question.

is there anyone here who knows about stopping or containing demons or things like them? specifically possessions.

thanks.

thebestseller

Who: Richard Castle and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The good ship Windrose
When: RIGHT NOW

Video

[Castle is looking dubiously at his bowl of celebratory chocolate pudding- at least he thinks that's what it is- as he broadcasts to the network.]

Dear video diary,

Today is the start of my new life as a space reality TV contestant. It can't be much worse than paparazzi and serial killers, right? Right. I have been assigned to the good ship Windrose and hope to be an asset to her crew. Oh, diary, I do miss New York City, but I might as well make the best of things while I'm here.

Love always, Castle.

Action

[Upon exploring his new digs, it didn't take Castle long to find the tiny cleaning droids. He was attempting to line them up, but as they seemed programmed to go and clean on their own, he was having some difficulty.]

Come on, stand still and be a good robot army.

[Or perhaps you'd like to run into him elsewhere? Just name the time and place.]

gleamed

Who: Rapunzel and YOU!
Broadcast: Everybody! Everybody!
Action: SS Marsiva
When: Wednesday evening

[ video broadcast/action option ]

[ rapunzel wakes up slowly, like rising from a pleasant mid-afternoon nap that caught her by surprise. but as always, her thoughts quickly catch up with her, and all too quickly it becomes clear that something is very, very wrong. she isn't napping in her bed in her tower - she had left to go see the lanterns! if anything, she should be lying in soft grass - oh, grass, she loved the feeling of grass and this certainly wasn't it. that hadn't all been a dream hadn't? no, no, it couldn't be. it was too wonderful to be a dream!

then her eyes snap open, and a sinking sense of dread chills her to the bone. oh no, this wasn't right. this wasn't right at all.

rapunzel bolts up right, positively leaping off of the cot she's found herself in. her long, golden hair trails behind her as she breaks into a run, away from the cots and through multiple rooms. where was she? what had happened? where were eugene and pascal? maximus? where was she? ]

Eugene! EUGENE! Hello? Anybody? Oh no, oh no, please...

[ then she ends up in the large view bay, in front of a massive window that reveals her location. or at least, what surrounds her location.

she was in the stars. ]

That's - this isn't possible! I'm just dreaming! This isn't -

[ she looks out the window again, eyes wide and unblinking, stepping closer to the glass - only to trip over her own hair. startled, she yelps and folds to the ground, gathering her hair around herself like a protective cocoon. she just keeps staring out the window, her features a mix of fear, confusion, and wonderment. ]

[ yet later video ]

[ after learning a few things about this place - including that it was not, in fact, a dream - rapunzel rallies herself to address the screen that would apparently help her find out if any of her friends were here. she'd never seen anything like this in her life before, but somehow, she knows how to use it. she was glad for that.

however, that doesn't help her know what to say once the broadcast begins. so she clears her throat. once, twice. then coughs, threading her hands through a strand of hair. no, that wouldn't do! you can do this, she tells herself. she straightens her shoulders and faces the screen head-on. ]

HELLO! [ oh dear, that was kind of loud. ] Ahem - sorry. Um...hi. I'm wondering - you see, I was on my way to see these lanterns, and I think there might have been some kind of mistake. I should be at at the castle town right about now, but instead, I'm in the stars...wow, I can't believe I'm in the stars! UM - I'm looking for someone named Eug - Flynn. Flynn Rider. Please, if you've seen him...

[ then, her hand flutters to her mouth. ] Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry! What was I thinking? My name is Rapunzel. It's a pleasure to meet you. Please let me know if you've seen him. Oooor if anyone's even hearing this. Okay. Um...thank you. Bye.

everydayhero

Who: SS Bishop Crew + You!
Broadcast: Bishop PA-system!
Action: SS Bishop!
When: 7/6-7/20!

[KSSHHKK--]

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

[--KSHHK-click!]

destinyembrace

Who: Kairi
Broadcast: Yep
Action: For anyone who's on the Blue Fish!
When: Later tonight

[It was just a simple message, asking what he was doing, making sure he hadn't fallen asleep again. But she couldn't find him. Like he hadn't ever been there, his name was gone from the list.

No.

Kairi quickly types in Sora's number, hoping maybe it was just a hiccup. She tried sending the message, but nothing. It couldn't find it. She frantically keeps hitting send, willing it to work, to send it to him. She did everything she could think of to try and fix it, in hopes that she was doing something wrong or the device was broken or there was interference or anything but what the cold dread in her stomach told her.

When her options were exhausted, and her panic turned into sadness, she then finally began to cry. He was gone, wasn't he? There was a chance she was wrong, but something in her told her she wasn't wrong. But she had to try, to ask, just in case. So she stubbornly wiped away her tears and opened a new post to address the network.]

So, um. If a person is gone from - if you can't find them on your communicator...

[This is harder than she expected. She has to fight to keep her voice steady. This is not only the first time someone she's known here that has been sent back, it's one of her best friends.]

Unless something isn't working? Is... anyone else's communicator not showing names? It could be that, right?

[But she doesn't believe it. Her voice cracks at the end, and she quickly ends the feed before she starts crying again.]

hymnals

Who: Adrasteius; perhaps you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Bishop; kitchens
When: N to the O W

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

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

[He leans forward; steeples his hands.]

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

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

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

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

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

[But another day. Sooner rather than later.

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

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

Just letting you know.

limitstorm

Who: Riku
Broadcast: Network (video), open to all!
Action: Only Bloodsport!
When: 5/29

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

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

Funny prank. What's the real date?

[ squints. ]

I don't sleep for months like someone I know.

clownshoes

Who: Sora and whoever wants to respond!
Broadcast: video.
Action: for SS Bloodsport.
When: Right this minute, yo.

[ So guess who cryo-slept straight through everything that happened in the last month?

If you said Sora and weren't surprised in the least, well...you're from Kingdom Hearts probably, lbr. ]

What year is it?! And why am I covered in wood carvings?!

[ If he slept through another year or Big Boss Fight, there's gonna be issues, man. ]

limitstorm

Who: Riku (and anyone!)
Broadcast: Network (unfiltered, text)
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Right now!

Cheeseburger Macaroni and Cheese
Wheat protein blocks and beef protein blocks (bitesize. 2:1 ratio)
Cheddar gel
Salt
Garlic powder
Pepper

Coat the beef protein in the spices, cook them in the frying pan until they're crispy. Mix them with the wheat protein in the pot and add the cheddar gel. You want enough to coat the wheat and beef, keep heat on low. When it's heated through, taste it and serve.

Next: strawberry banana shake? How does the gelatin work?

[ actionwise, you can find riku in the galley, staring at the protein dispenser.

yes. this is what he does when he's bored. he might be so bored he accidentally posted something to the network he meant to send to someone else. ]

birdsbirdsbirds

Who: Robin
Broadcast: Whole Network; Text
Action: N/A
When: Around 3/16

[this world? not really for him. but since Robin is not good at sitting still, and actively moping can only keep him occupied for so long... a text entry shows up on the network!]

Hey, I'm bored. I did some math. I charted out a rough conversion between Earth's calendar and my own world's calendar (which is much more sensible, honestly). So, tell me when your birthdays are, and I'll tell you what king-sign you fall under. ♥ I'm under Ha'it, the King of Life and Death--which supposedly means I have a knack for seeing the big picture, and my lucky color is gold. It's just for fun, of course. Who knows if it's actually accurate...

birdsbirdsbirds

Who: Bloodsport Crew!
Broadcast: if applicable!
Action: yes, that!
When: during the medieval-funtime world!

[aaaaay bloodsport how u doin'. how's life around the ship? what have you already dragged back from ye olde renaissance world? what trips are you planning? what's broken and why isn't it fixed yet? who's flying this thing?

mingle, talk to your newer crewmates, go nuts.]

limitstorm

Who: Riku and Sora, open!
Broadcast: from the Abeo moon!
Action: ... in Abeo prison. 8D
When: Now!

[ the feed flickers on to show two faces--riku and sora. they're both in a dingy, enclosed space, with riku looking a little peeved. ]

Anyone on Abeo, from the Bloodsport? Or... any ship?

Anyone without flashy hair. [ Sora cuts in, looking exasperated. ] Spikes are not flashy. This is...sorta natural. Anyway, we need someone to bail us out!

They're flashy here. [ 8| ] What he said. I can't believe you actually got thrown in jail...

I can't believe you got thrown in jail! [ He gives a tug at the spikes of his hair. They're only half natural, but shhh. ] Apparently if they think your hair is too fancy or weird here, it's a crime. So, we need someone who doesn't look like that or whatever to come get us out. Because you'll get thrown in too, apparently.

[ riku just makes this annoyed noise. ] Of course I got thrown in jail, I look weird! You'd look normal if you didn't spike your hair!

[ And Sora looks SO AFFRONTED. ] At least I don't have old guy hair!

At least I don't have clown shoes!

They aren't clown shoes! And you used to wear waders over your jeans. [ But for all the arguing, neither actually looked legitimately mad. ]

[ it's far more like they're both enjoying ribbing the other, while getting out their frustrations at the situation. ] Used to, but I quit. You're still wearing weird stuff. What was that in the dream world, anyway?

There was nothing weird about my dream world clothes. Was there?

[ riku opens his mouth, but then, looks befuddled... and presses his hand against his mouth. hm. was there...? ]

Exactly. [ he sticks his tongue out at his friend, and then reaches for the device. ] I think we're getting off track.

--hey, if you wanted to make your own broadcast, you should've remembered yours. [ shaking his head. ] Whatever the bail is, I'll pay it back to whoever gets us out. I've got more than enough.

transferedfate

Who: The fine crew of the SS Bloodsport.
Broadcast: If a thread goes that way!
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: 2/14 ~ 2/17 (So people can be on either side of the augment glitch change)

[Crazy glitches! New passengers! Peculiar moons! What a month it's been for our good friends on the SS Bloodsport, and what a month it will continue to be! What awaits them in the coming days? Danger?? Intrigue??? Being nerds???? Find out, on Drift Fleet. For anyone aboard the Bloodsport, or just visiting, this is the hip happening place to mingle.

Have at it!]

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