driftfleet | Entries tagged with shawn hunter

Who: Nami and anyone
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Bloodsport/Waystations
When: 6th December

[So she hasn't actually used these to make an announcement of her own since she first got here. She doesn't think Luffy even knew many people, he wasn't here long enough, but. You know. Just in case.

Besides she has another question which she's just gonna focus on.]

If anyone met Luffy, I'm pretty sure he's gone home, or... wherever people go when they vanish. I guess he didn't meet with approval or something. [So flat. To be honest, if she was sure he was going home instead of back to wherever he'd been stuck, she'd just be relieved. But there's nothing she can do about it either way.]

He left me a gift, though. Ah. [She holds up her palm and opens it to show a small scattering of seeds.] I grew up on an orchard back home, and these are... well. They're from my favourite fruit. So I'd like to grow it, but that's really kind of difficult in space. You need a lot of soil for a mikan tree to grow in, y'know? So if anyone has any advice or shortcuts or magical interventions, let me know. I can try a few different ways. Asteffiel, I don't... can you work from seeds? So that's one option.

I don't even know if I'll be here long enough to watch them grow, but it'll give me something to do.

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[If anyone wants to hit her up on the Bloodsport, she's just lurking in her room and feeling sorry for herself. For like a few hours. Then she'll just say hell with it and go shopping - she takes the distraction option and hit up the nearby waystation. She hasn't had a chance to shop yet, and it's great therapy. Besides, she can think of at least one idiot who could use some new clothes.]

effluent

Who: Sarah Turner and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Golden
When: 12/06

[as the video flickers on, a blonde teenager stares intently at the camera before she flashes a toothy smile and leans in closer]

Aaaand there we go. Testing, one two-- [she taps the camera twice and grins a little wider as she hears feedback from her own device]

Is it too late for a Wizard of Oz reference? Because we sure are not in Kansas any more. [her left hand reaches up to fiddle with a strand of her wavy blonde hair as she looks up, past the camera]

So tell me if I leave anything out, because here's what I've got figured out so far. We're on Survivor: Space Edition, with just a dab of Star Travel mixed in for flavor. And I'm guessing instead of getting voted off the island, we get jetted off into space? Man, and I thought human reality TV was vicious. Turns out aliens are the real assholes.

[but despite that she laughs a bit at her own joke and turns her full attention back to the screen before she continues]

I guess the meet-and-greet comes next. Hey, I'm Sarah. [she wiggles the fingers of her right hand in a half-hearted wave] Nice to meet you, blah blah blah. While we're on the subject of introductions, I looked through the contestant list, and you guys have some wild names. Special shout out to "Belthazar" and "Adrasteius"... I can't tell if your parents were huge nerds, or if they just hated you.

So! Who all is out there? Don't be shy, I don't bite... much. [aaand yep, she accompanies that with another shit-eating-grin. She'll also be lounging around the Golden's kitchen area... Draped forward on the counter and snacking on her free pudding. Such a class act, this one.]

thebarkside

Who: Jade Harley & you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: N/A
When: December 1st.

do people here actually celebrate birthdays??
ive seen a lot of mention of them!
mine is technically today i guess
and davesprites is the day after tomorrow
but...........
at this point i actually have no idea how old either of us are turning :| :| :|
this is so convoluted!!! (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻

digthefuzz

Who: Kurt and youuuuu
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Huntress
When: Shortly after everyone returned to their ships

[Kurt has just woken up from a cryo-sleep, and the German teen looks a bit bummed after having seen the date.]

Awww man, is the date for real? Did I sleep through my birthday and Thanksgiving?! Total bummer...

[He gives a defeated shrug.]

I heard of catching up on your beauty sleep, but this is ridiculous!

lightedsoul

Who: the crew of the golden AND YOUR LOVELY FACES
Broadcast: nah
Action: probably
When: any time, yo

[So now we're all back on the ship with the vampire, that's probably fine, right? Right. It's not like not eating humans is new to her or anything, it's totally fine. How you doin', Golden crew?]

hymnals

Who: Adrasteius
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: the Golden
When: Now

[Oh, Light; Adrasteius is exhausted. He's barely slept for the last however many days, a product of his campaign to avoid the calibrations as much as possible. Even then, the memories of what he intruded upon dog him (especially in Coil's case), and--despite his discipline--he's drunk from sleep deprivation. But today is an important day. An important time.]

I don't know about the rest of you, but --

[His speech is a little slurred. He blinks a few times, sighs, and goes on.]

-- but back home, we have a tradition on this day. 'S called Pilgrim's Bounty. There's ... typically ...

[He makes a bunch of vague gestures.]

You know. Feasting. Turkey and pies and everything. We all sit around outside the capital and just--jump from table to table. And we're thankful. That's the key bit. More than the food.

We're thankful that we're still alive. That the Light, or --

[He exhales slowly.]

-- or the elements, or pure happenstance ... that it's preserved us. For this moment.

[He runs his hands through his long hair, his fingers tangling in his feathery bangs.]

And even though I'm here, and I miss my home, I'm still--grateful. Because I don't have my whole family. But I have my son. I have the grace of the Light. And I hope that, despite everything, you all can find something to be thankful for, too.

[He rests his head down on the kitchen table. He mutters.]

Light be with you.

empireofmymind

Who: Ken & you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Now!

[ text ]

Excuse the sudden intrusion. Does anyone have a toolbox?

Thank you.

[ action ]

[ Ken has managed to detach a section of the Marsiva's wall paneling and is setting it carefully on the ground. There's something moving in the walls that he hadn't noticed before. Did it just start, or had it always been there and his eyes had been shielded from it...?

Either way, he's determined to get to the bottom of this. His Digivice is out but not reacting to anything in the wall...

...Well, that only proves to him this isn't part of the Digital World. There's no reason for the Digivice's mysterious powers to work anywhere else.

Please watch your step in this hallway or you might bump into one very focused young child. Who happens to be in the process of dismantling the ship for (depending on your augment and glitch) the hell of it. ]

feathery

Who: Davesprite and co. (aka you)
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: All aboard the Marsiva, choo choo
When: Now ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

based on past and present levels of circulating cultural confusion we have a number of seriously deprived abductees in our midst
and it looks like atroma has finally fucking stepped up to fix this utter travesty
like sure theyre fucking creeps and probably have photos of your drawers
maybe theyve even stolen your drawers
but now theyve done us all the favor of letting us further our education in whatever deliriously biznasty way we so choose
gotta prep for the future somehow right
for those of you not in the know where im from our academic framework is based on "pop culture"
its the backbone for every single earth career in the future
case in point
time travel is dangerous fucking business
so hells of fucking dangerous in fact there are many manuals on why you shouldnt do it
its spawned its own subgenre of science fiction
but none of them can trump the core work that is back to the future
this is a documentary trilogy that presents the truest of temporal moral dilemmas: do you or do you not feel up your teen mom to ensure your parents hook up and do the nasty
it is a cornerstone of every time janitors greatest fucking fears if not the capstone itself
not that i expect many of you to pursue a career in chronological relativity and all the bullshit that entails
(and if you do were going to have to sit down and chat about your poor life choices)
but despite its temporal focus back to the future is required viewing for people from all walks of life
i mean at the very least you can tell off any time travelers you meet for their gross negligence
and lets be real who here has anything better to do
you are bored as fuck dont even deny
i have slept more in the last couple weeks than i have in the last six months and im still going fucking bananas from being stuck in this steel coop despite literal years of practice with cabin fever
not even trawling the veritable goldmine of futuristic multimedia is taking the edge off at this point
so yeah
im here to provide an educational service aka movie marathon so grab your fucking hoverboards assholes
get your asses to the main room and bring your popcorn
were going back to the future

thespaceopera

[At least two weeks have passed since the Drift Fleet passengers woke up on this strange wing of the Marsiva... Some new passengers have even joined the group instead of being Shuffled off to a fleet ship! The large monitor in the central room remains quiet for now, so how is everyone holding up?

Have you been relaxing? Enjoying the Earth media? If you can even remember them, how have Calibrations been treating you? Has anyone started getting a little stir-crazy?

Don't worry... This ship has no shortage of mysteries, and you'll be seeing a few more soon.]

ooc: here's another mingle for the current game event! players can start or continue threads here from any point during the event. the additional setting information is still being postponed due to sickly mods, but y'all are welcome to post additional topcomments for reactions and investigation once it's up!

thespaceopera

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ROOMS BY CHARACTER

N - Q

Nami

Nux

One

Phèdre nó Delaunay
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R - U

R. Daneel Olivaw

Rapunzel

Remy LeBeau

Riku

Robin Redbreast

Rogue

Santanico Pandemonium

Shawn Hunter

Stefan (Alesci) Salvatore

Steve "Orion" Rogers

Steven Quartz Universe

Souji Seta

Stiles Stilinski

Syeira

Tadashi Hamada

Tekhetsio

V - Z

Wrath

grounds

Who: Octavia Blake & Open
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Moon or Wonderduck
When: Broadcast, evening of Oct 16; Action, whenever

[The feed that pops up is originating from a basic (and boring) room above one of the old timey buildings on the moon. Octavia's lounging on the cot, tossing a baseball sized object up into the air, then catching it, not really looking at the comm.]

I gotta admit that the past two weeks-- or however long since I got here-- have been pretty damn long. Back home, there was so much more to do. [The ball goes up in the air.] Not in the entertaining way [And down again.] but stuff we had to get done. Hunting, scouting, building, repairing, you get the idea. It was one thing after another, the days went by in a flash.

[She catches the ball again and sticks it on the small side table by her cot, sitting up at the same time.] Pretty much, doing stuff for fun wasn't on the agenda, so I'm kinda at a loss here.

[Octavia huffs, blowing a bit of hair out of her face, before finally looking at the comm.]

I guess suggestions are welcomed if anyone wants to toss one my way. [Her boots tap the floor for a moment.] Also, I want to keep learning combat. So far, I've gotten decent with a sword, but I don't want to stop. Unarmed is good, too. Honestly, whatever's fine. I can take a beating, and I'm a quick enough study. I can't pay right now, that'd be later, unless favors or chores work, too.

[There's a pause, where she considers something.] My name's Octavia Blake. I'm security on the Wonderduck. You can find me there or on the moon for now if you want. That's it I guess.

[She flashes a sheepish grin before cutting the broadcast. Feel free to run into her on the ship or moon, whenever.]

kyasdaughter

Who: Katara and everyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: On the SS Blue Fish.
When: Shortly after Sokka's post.

[ it probably won't be hard to recognize the look of a long-suffering sibling on katara's face when the video feed starts. to most, it will probably read as about 80% exasperated, 15% apologetic, and maybe 5% amused. ]

I figured this was easier than messaging every single person who was suckered into responding to my brother's broadcast: Sokka's being dramatic, the Blue Fish doesn't need a pity cook, and we are going to miss Kairi, not the food she made.

[ it's only very mild grumping. finally, she'll also concede: ] Thank you to everyone who offered food or help, though. Everyone has each others' backs here... it's a pretty wonderful thing.

alwayscomeback

Who: Sokka and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blue Fish
When: 11th

[The feed turns on to Sokka looking exceptionally miserable, the Blue Fish's kitchen as his backdrop. He turns to wave a hand at the empty kitchen, because this is an important part to his point.]

Do you see that, Flooters? Do you know what that is? That is a kitchen devoid of a cook, which is just about the saddest thing in the universe. Even sadder than a turtleduck with one leg. It's that sad.

SO! Does any cook here want to help out the Blue Fish? We have every single upgrade at your disposal if you want to come cook for us! We even have frozen meat and fish, hunted fresh by your handsome captain here.

[He's turning on the puppy eyes. Don't stare too much into them, they'll steal your soul.]

Please. We might die. Pleeeeeaaaaaase feed us.

thespaceopera

[Once again, the Shuffle day comes and goes without a word from your chatty hosts... And once again, a day late, all ships suddenly receive a broadcast signal that plays out of every speaker in the Fleet. Even ships that are completely powered down receive the transmission--though it's not coming in very clearly.

There's a lot of static, no cheery jingle. Crackly, distant music comes through in pieces, along with a man's crooning voice, humming and singing an old song. Eventually, he can be recognized as Beau. There's a woman too, Diamond--who sounds wearily amused. It's nothing like the chipper voice that passengers are used to. These aren't voices for the radio; like the last broadcast, these voices aren't meant to be sent to the public.]

Happy birthday, baby... ♫

[Diamond, hard to hear:]

Oh you... Must we do this every time? It gets old, you know...

[More singing:] I dont even know your name... ♪♫ [A weak laugh.] --Very funny.

Though you never met... ♪ [A loud crackle eats the other sounds for a moment. When it dies down, a cold, robotic voice can be heard saying something, but it's far away...]

--Why is that light on? I think it's syncing up...

Oh. [Beau, for a moment, sounds more professional.] Get ready darlin', here it comes.

BROADCASTING ÌN͞ ̸͝T̢E̴̡͜N̕̕.̵̢̀<..

[The countdown, which was so clear last time, is almost immediately overwhelmed with sharp, screeching interference. The signal drops again, leaving every ship in silence.

...Guess they haven't made much progress on fixing whatever's going wrong, huh?]

(ooc: Atroma won't respond, but you're welcome to thread out reactions and discussion here anyway. Just another wacky day in space, right...?)

mordedura

Who: Santanico Pandemonium and YOU
Broadcast: fleetwide text
Action: SS Golden
When: now

[Santanico sits by the window, looking outside at space. At least there isn't sunlight here, she doesn't have to worry about it burning or hurting her skin and yet she almost misses it. She had only spent a month with Richie before ending up here. She only had a month of freedom. It's almost funny.

Except where it isn't at all.

She refuses to be complacent. She spent over five hundred years as a prisoner in that "temple", that place of worship, she will not be another one here. Which is why she opens up her feed. (using the device has been an adjustment)]

Does anyone know who is responsible for us being here? Why has no one fought back? Do you enjoy being slaves?

[That's it. That's the post.]

cajunspice

Who: Remy LeBeau and open
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: on the Marsiva
When: 4th October

[For those paying attention to the feed going out from the Marsiva they would see a new arrival waking up, moving around the bunk areas and into the other rooms as he became more aware of his surroundings. It was several minutes of scanning the available areas, checking his winter attire clothing for his possessions, and just making sure he had all his limbs and a pulse, Remy moved into the Hospitality Deck.

A few moments of curious button pushing and tinkering with items in the room brought his attention to what he guessed as some sort of communication system. It was here any new viewers or those that had stuck around would find him. His coat that he had woken wearing was now draped neatly over the seat next to him, the long sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows as he lit a cigarette with a charge of his powers.

He had found the mostly full packet of cigarettes still stowed safely away in his coat, along with his cards and a few other items (no bo staff or knives though), and Remy inhaled deeply before moving to hold it between his fingers and looking directly at what he was pretty sure was the camera before letting out a stream of smoke from between his lips.]

So, comin’ to one of two conclusions. One, I have the feelin’ ‘ve just fallen deeper down the rabbit hole, not that I thought that was possible, or two… ‘m dead. ‘nd if I am, gotta say, hell be a lot cooler than I thought it would be, ‘nd lot less painful ‘nd less demony. So this might be purgatory. Knew I should had paid more attention in church as a kid.

[A pause as he rubbed his thumb against an eyebrow, pushing back any real concern or worry until he knew what the hell was happening.] Ah, ‘ssumin’ ‘m not just talkin’ to m’self, ‘m Remy LeBeau, ya might know me as Gambit, or not. Uh… hi, I guess.

touchofrogue

Who: Rogue
Broadcast: nope
Action: Planet with optional Vanquish options
When: Planetside, from beginning to end.

A Is for Augmentation
[It’s the middle of the night, and all good children are supposed to be in bed… so then what is Rogue doing, walking around the boarding house with her gloves off and her eyes closed?

Maybe it’s the same thing that has her shrieking awake a few night’s later, one single, panicked cry that she quickly stifles as awareness returns? Unfortunately, this won’t be her last night with nightmares… and unfortunately, sometimes the sleepwalking and the nightmares may come at once…]

B is for Bounty
[...hunting, that is. Rogue wasn’t planning on making a habit of this, it wasn’t really her thing, but if she found a wanted poster for a guy who did something that pissed her off enough, she would go and make it her business to hunt that particular individual down.

Of course, she didn’t really have any idea what she was doing. It just seemed like a thing to try. How do you find a needle in a haystack, and one poorly washed thug really was almost interchangeable. Walking up to someone and asking, ‘Hey, have you seen this guy?’ was probably not the best way of going about it.

In fact, that’s possibly the kind of thing that could get a gal more attention than she was looking for...]

C is for Chisel (and hammer, and stone)
[Rogue wasn’t exactly sure what that quadraped was, but… she has decided to call it a ‘zeorse’ and she is happy to see it. Do not doubt that she will be making friends in the stables and riding off on adventures…

And one of those adventures takes place after a week or so on the planet, and the quiet confirmation that both Tony and Zessica had… gone, Rogue borrows a chisel and hammer from a local She rides out into the wild and finds a cluster of hard red rock, and in the lee of the wind carves three names there: Tony. Zessica. Anja.

She’ll be more withdrawn and quiet than normal when she returns those tools.]

D is for Drunk and Disorderly
[Sometime after this conversation, Rogue will be… upset.

She will be upset enough to go blindly into the night with a powerful need to punch things, though with Kurt there she didn’t feel it was… the best idea, perhaps, to go and start a bar fight even though it would be so. easy.

So she just goes to a bar. And she orders a drink. And if there is a fight she doesn’t have to start but gets to finish, so be it.

So. Be. It.]

E? E is for Everything Else.

[On the Vanquish? Shopping and hoping to make something out of this material? Staring dramatically into the sunset?]

save_the_souls

Who: Allen Walker & You!
Broadcast: Video
Action: Blue Fish
When: Today!

[For people who been around for a few months, you may recognize the familiar setting of the Blue Fish clinic and another medical PSA. Allen stands behind his usual table, looking like he's in decent spirits. Timcanpy is in the background, resting on a bowl of cotton balls while wearing a miniature cowboy hat]

Hello Everyone. For those who don't know me, I'm Allen Walker of the SS Blue Fish where I serve as one of the medics along with Dr. Beverly Crusher.

Just a few announcements today. First of all, the bimonthly Blood Drive will be happening this weekend! People who donate their blood will be paid either in money or food. Any one who does donate will also get cookies and juice. If you are interested in donating, please fill out the form attached. [this one!] If you wish to volunteer your time to help, please contact me. Any vampire volunteers will not be allowed near the donated blood.

[Right, moving on then]

Second, it's been reported that since the attack, many ships have been reporting technical issues. While our engineers are working hard to sort out these issues, please be careful of any electrical charges or motion sickness caused by microgravity - er, the floating around. [and he makes a spinning gesture with his hands as if that explains it] And no, we still haven't heard from Atroma. Unsurprisingly.

Third, some of you may also be experiencing problems with your augment, such as headaches or mood swings. We're...working on it. Until it's sorted out, we can offer aspirin for the headaches but...I recommend keeping an eye on your crew in case they try to do anything like enter a spontaneous group marriage. [He frowns a little and looks straight at the camera] Please stop them. They may be cross at you at first, but they'll thank you later.

[And then he goes back to his friendly smile][he puts on his reading glasses, picks up his communicator and starts scrolling through it...and scrolling. And scrolling] ...a high number of reports of fights breaking out in saloons- [He pauses are one report] - good Lord.

[How did that even-? He frowns at it a bit, before putting down the communicator, clearing his throat, and addressing the fleet again ]

Right- anyway. If you don't want to get caught in a fight, I'd recommend simply not going to a saloon at this rate. If you do want to get caught in a fight, please make sure you know how to fight beforehand. Several fleet members offer self-defense training if you don't. And if you get injured, please contact your lab support- [he amends] Unless you are your lab support, then contact another one. Trust me when I say, giving yourself stitches is a terrible idea.

[Not that he's going to say anything else about that]

And that's all I have today. Thank you and have a good day! [He waves at the camera and the feed cuts]

[OOC: As usual, the blood drive will be handwaved unless specifically asked otherwise]

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.]

mikangirl

Who: Nami
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Nnnow-ish

[This is not happening. Nope. There were happy endings, and sunshine, and portals home, and she damn well walked through one. Not only does this quiet, sterile place bear no resemblance to, y'know, a brigantine sloop or a crazy ocean, but she's turned up here alone.

She was pretty sure the animus were on the level with the whole going home thing. The fact the Adstringendum communicator is giving her nothing but static when she tries to use it is, uh. Not comforting, to say the least. She explores the accessible area in due haste, looking for anyone she recognises. Or anyone at all. And then she sits cross-legged in the middle of the one hallway and tries to get the communicator working by prying at it with fingernails, hitting random buttons, and eventually just hitting the wall with it a few times before tossing it away from her with a huff.

Not happy doesn't really cover it.

She finds the broadcast system, staring down at the controls suspiciously. She shouldn't know how to use this. But, well. In the absence of being able to do anything else-- ]

----

This turning up in mysterious new places thing was old the first time it happened. Where the hell is this, and what hoops do I have to jump through to get home? [Sweet, sweet sarcasm. But at least she's holding onto her temper.] And where's my staff?

And-- and who fixed my shirt?

[Serious question, that one.]

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