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therewerefifty

Who: Makie and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Caprine (or Marsiva if you find her hidden away)
When: Post shuffle!

[Marsiva]

[Honestly, this waking up on the Marsiva with a coughing fit thing is getting old. Also confusing this time round, because she's pretty sure she didn't go home. There's nothing to go home to. When she checks the network, she finds she's been gone for months.

...where?

In light of feeling like death warmed up, she elects to pull the blankets up in the room she finds herself in and rest. When she can hold a conversation without sounding so raw, she'll hit the network. The last time this happened she hadn't been sure of her welcome. This time, she knows. People will have missed her.

Which is a good feeling. She'll need to let them know she's all right.]

[Caprine]

[As it turns out, she's only on the Marsiva for a matter of hours, which is new. The musical intro is what wakes her as she's dumped suddenly onto the bridge of an unfamiliar ship. Instinctively, then, she shields her face, because the last thing she needs to do right now is inhale the confetti that comes raining down. It would be a terrible first impression.

So... it's not the most graceful entrance she's ever done, that's for sure-- meet your new Tactical officer? A thin, sickly woman in a kimono. Hi. She'll do her best to introduce herself to the crew politely and then find a way to whichever room will be hers for the time being. She'd like nothing more than to go back to sleep, but at this point it would be the height of rudeness not to alert people to her return.

So.]

[Video]

I don't understand why this has happened, but it seems I've... been gone for some time. I am sorry. Is... everyone still here?

[That's a pretty vague question, Makie.]

tsunergy

Who: Mikleo / OTA (featuring Sorey)
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Iskaulit, Huntress
When: Today!

[The comm clicks on to an active video stream, where a mostly-empty Iskaulit room has some sparse decor- a long table, a couple of chairs, some sort of design board, and a... mannequin? A very crude-looking one, anyway.

Suddenly a hefty-looking box - some might recognize the familiar appearance of a sponsor drop - floats into view, is plopped down on the floor, and opened. Long swatches of fabric are pulled out and draped over the edges, some soft and beautiful, others rather silly looking. Once it seems as if enough of the fabrics are on display, someone huffs quietly.]

Apparently someone thinks I ought to be sewing more- or, more likely, they want us all looking presentable. Much as I don't like indulging our audience, we all know how dull time between planets can get, and I've been thinking about this for a while anyway, so... I guess you can call this my unofficial sewing shop? At least, I'm open to taking project commissions. It doesn't have a name or anything... oh, this is Mikleo, for those who don't know. I don't show up on camera, sorry.

Let's see, examples of my work... ah, Sorey, here-

[There's a bit of shuffling and quiet voices, and Sorey is prodded into view, clad in an intricately embroidered tunic. He waves awkwardly.]

This is a replica of one he used to have at home, so if you need a redesign or modification of an existing piece, I can do that. And hang on-

[Sorey is dragged off. More shuffling about, and a moment later he's back wearing something a little less fantasy. This is repeated a couple of times to showcase differing style and skill level, until at last his poor model is released from duty.]

You get the idea. Anyway, if you want to make an order, I'll be over on the Iskaulit for a while, or we can hash things out with the communicator until we're ready to take measurements. For pricing...

...I have no idea how to even decide that. At least the cost of materials, I suppose.

[how do i capitalism]

( action; )

[True to his word, Mikleo will be hanging out in his new Iskaulit room, decorating it and organizing the mess of fabrics he's had dumped upon him. Come visit! And for those who don't know him, Mikleo is a spirit so check out his resonance permissions, eyyy. If you can't see or hear him, be sure to bring your communicator!

Later, Mikleo will be back on the Huntress, spending some time in the lounge or in his room as he sketches out some designs for new projects or gets some sewing done on current ones.]

necromanswers

Who: Everyone! OTA!
Broadcast: sure why not
Action: yeahhhhhh
When: 11/12 to 1/4 (minus 12/26)

It's Candlenights! Or Christmas! Or whatever! It's festive! Go celebrate, explore, go get free stuff from a tree!!

More importantly it's a mingle!

--SYSTEM INFORMATION--

jolting

Who: Victor Frankenstein and You!
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: S. S. Heron
When: Now and possibly a few days after for his crew to drop by and say hi

Video
[Victor finally changed out of the striped suit he'd been wearing when he arrived. Not knowing if there was a proper medical uniform, he went with blue scrubs. Seemed like a safe bet. His hair is still darkened, since he didn't want to waste resources getting hair dye. And he's already made himself at home in the Heron's sick bay]

So I finally made it onto a space ship. I want to be excited about it. We're going to be out there exploring new worlds, discovering new life, boldly going and all that. And yet... [He sighs] This isn't really how I thought it'd go. Though if this is some ridiculous reality show, it would figure that they did it this way. Increasing drama, I guess.

Crew of the Heron, I'm your new medical officer. Or doctor or whatever it's called here. I'll keep my office hours flexible if you need anything. I've heard a lot of stories about living and working on a star ship. In spite of everything, I'm looking forward to it.

Action

[And with that, he sets about cataloging all the stuff in the sick bay so he knows where all the medicine and equipment is. He doesn't know whether or not any of his new crew will come by, but he'll keep the door open for them just in case]

monolike

I love it when new books show up in the library...it's not very often, but every once in a while there's a new book to look at. I found this really neat one, it was a fairy tale about a girl whose mother casts a spell on so she sleeps until the wars of her land are over.

And then she wakes up and she explores the new world, and she makes new friends and she finds her mother as an old, old woman and tells her all of her adventures. It's a little bittersweet at the end, but it's really good, if anybody would like to borrow it.

Does anybody have any legends or stories like that? People going to sleep and waking up new places, or traveling to new worlds? I'd like to hear 'em.

coinstability

Who: Connor + you
Broadcast: Yes, fleetwide text
Action: Marsiva and the Starduck
When: November 2nd - 4th

the marsiva - action.

[Connor can't say that he likes waking up with no idea where he is or how he came to be there, but he'll concede that it's something different, at least. He rolls that concept around just long enough to get a look out of the viewing windows at the unfamiliar planets below before he gets to work.

The communicator is the obvious place to start, though Connor quickly realises that he can't bypass any of the security systems in the network. All he can do is scan through what's available. He does that over the course of a minute, frowning down at the device in his hand, before he pockets it and starts looking around the hospitality deck instead. Anyone coming across him there will find him in the process of placing his hand on various electronics and robotic equipment - the skin of his hand sliding away leaving only white plating - with an ever increasing look of mild frustration on his face, the LED on his temple spinning bright yellow.]

the starduck - action.

[Well, he knew it was coming thanks to the network information, but it's still startling when the sudden jump to another spaceship happens. Connor blinks with surprise, then takes a moment to brush the scattered confetti off his hair and jacket. The plate of pudding nearby gets only a passing glance before he leaves the bridge. He can't eat it, after all.

Instead he seeks out the other crew members of the Starduck, checking the other rooms until he finds someone.]

Hello. My name is Connor. I'm-- the newly assigned Communications officer on the ship.

[Nearly said something else there for a second before he caught himself. That's a habit he needs to break.]

fleetwide text.

I understand from going through the network that these communication devices sometimes activate on their own. Is there a pattern or cause for when they do this?

[He's got some theories himself, but the network isn't the full story. Best to get an idea from the actual people trapped here.]

deathcouture

Who: Kravitz and YOU!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: On the SS Bloodsport!
When: After the last shuffle!

1) [ action -- SS Bloodsport ]
[ Hello, Bloodsport, you have a new crew member! He's... very confused, wondering why he keeps getting yanked around -- honestly, it's kind of rude. And definitely not the kind of rude that can be made up for with pudding and confetti. Oh well.

He brushes the colorful bits of paper off of the sleeves of his suit coat, straightens his tie, and... starts walking. There's got to be a reason he's just suddenly appeared in this place, right? ]

Hello? ... Is there anyone actually here?

[ Because geez, it's quiet - and not the kind of quiet he likes. ]

2) [ video ]
[ So far, Kravitz's entire experience here has been 1) wake up in a giant spaceship. 2) attempt to regain bearings. 3) almost immediately end up whisked away onto some other ship with a *Pop!* and some confetti. 4) try the pudding. ... It's mediocre at best.

So when he finds this... very complicated Stone of Farspeech... and sees others using it to talk, of course he's going to give it a try. He turns it on, angles the camera well enough to get himself in-frame, and clears his throat. ]

-- Right. Well. I've pretty much gathered the short of what this all is, so beyond that, I have to ask: how cut-off are we? Because there are several people that I really should call right now, and I have a feeling the answer is going to be, "That's impossible". So... how impossible?

[ He's been stuck alone and cut-off from everyone and everything before. This situation is, arguably, better than that... but that doesn't mean he has to like it. ]

tsunergy

Who: Mikleo (& Sorey!) and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Huntress & Iskaulit
When: now! Bam!

( video; morning )

[The communicator glitches itself on with an intrusive beep, displaying the occupied captain's bed of the Huntress, which at this hour is just a pile of blankets and a tousled head of brown hair; there's a bump that indicates another body, but none is visible on the camera. The noise causes a bit of stir, followed by a muffled sneeze and a groan. The sneeze carries with it, oddly, a spark.

A moment later, a glimmer of a small flame licks at the fabric around the shoulder of the brown-haired occupant.

Silence.

And suddenly the blankets jerk upright, and Mikleo's voice comes through--]

Sorey!! Wake up, you're on fire!

Nnnno ‘s just warm...

Wh- seriously!? That's your... ugh, hang on, I'll-

[Mikleo gestures invisibly, summoning water to douse the flames, but it isn't water that comes out. And now the bed is really on fire--]

….AAAAHH!!! What, what!?

AAAH, WHAT?! [Sorey jerks awake and that’s when the camera gets smacked around, tumbling onto the floor for a view of him screaming at the fire and trying to beat it -and something else?- with a pillow.] Fire! Mikleo, fire-!

I know!! I know!!

[CLICK- dead air.]

( action; huntress & iskaulit )

[If you happen to come across Mikleo for the next several days, he's stalking angrily and purposefully around, probably grumbling about the Atroma and their delightful meddling. Instead of the usual blue tinting the tips and curves of his hair, it's a soft auburn, the tips sliding into a gradiant of reds and pinks. He's on the hunt for distractions, and oh, is he ever cranky about his new look.

He's also leaving little spark trails behind himself, still not in control of his new element, so... maybe tell him, so he doesn't set anything important on fire?]

(( mikleo is augment-glitched into a fire seraph! laugh at his pain. both sorey & mikleo may respond to the first part! ))

keythatconnects

Who: Sora
Broadcast: Open
Action: Blameless
When: After he wakes up.

[Sora has been asleep for the last few weeks and while others might be worried or upset at missing time, he appears on the broadcast and just seems kind of tired. He yawns and scratches his head.]

So... I guess I've been pretty out of it lately, huh? What'd I miss?

tempredmental

Who: Keith, Open
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Huntress, Blameless, or Iskaulit
When: starting August 17 and through the rest of the month

=====

VIDEO

[The feed was a little shaky as Keith got settled. His voice was a little quiet for a moment.]

...how these happened so close together...

[He was definitely muttering to himself. The picture spun until it was facing him. He looked different. Tired, a little bruised up, older... he'd visibly aged further than Lance, Pidge, or Shiro. His hair was longer and even more grown out than before, and, when he turned to face the camera for real, there was a large burn scar along the right side of his face.]

Hey... just letting everyone know I'm back, I guess. It's weird how close this happened this time. But, yeah. In case you guys were wondering...

Oh, and, uh... thanks to whoever looked after Snow while I was gone. I appreciate it.

[And with that, he clicked off.]

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ACTION

[Keith could be found around the Huntress, the Iskaulit, or the Blameless. There might be a stop or two to the Bishop and the Tourist as well to check up on Pidge and Allura respectively. In person, he was a bit taller, and his shoulders were wider. Guess who's jacket didn't fit him anymore. His shirts were all a bit tight across the top now, too. He was going to need some new clothes when they get to the next system.]

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{OOC: Keith is back! Unlike his buddies, returning home dumped him into a quantum abyss that caused him to age two years faster than anyone else on the team. Once he got back from that trip to the team, he fought Shiro, and the two of them are pretty beat up because of it (hence Keith's new facial scar).}

Current Mood: exhausted

spellsteal

Who: Belthazar and you!
Broadcast: Y
Action: The Goldstone.
When: After the shuffle

( Read more... )

[broadcast; video]
[Once he's had dinner started (because Light knows these people have probably never had a decent meal in their lives), he sorts out his new room and his personal shopping list. If he's going down to whatever planet they're docked at, he wants to make sure he gets the necessities-- cooking utensils, meat for the freezer, fresh vegetables, spices, and whatever else they can possibly grow on their own.

As always he's doing twenty things at once, but he pauses because he really needs to see how much time has passed and if anyone he knows is still here. He fidgets a little with the device until he can turn it on again.

He hasn't grown up too much since he was last here, with a healthy amount of baby fat still in his cheeks, but his eyes are a bright gold instead of their old radioactive green.]

My name is Belthazar. I was here, once, but between all the time that's passed at home and coming back, I haven't figured out how long it's been. The food still tastes like a different four-letter word, so I suppose things haven't changed all that much.

... I feel as if I'm waking from a very long dream, but I'm not sure which one's the dream. [He runs a hand through his bangs.] Er, right, my list. [He fumbles a bit with a pen and paper and tries to pretend he isn't a graceless creature.]

Does the Iskaulit still have a greenhouse? And, is there a place in this system where I can shop for a kitchen?

[He has more questions, but food is always a good place to start.]

airily

Who: Zaveid and open
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the Huntress
When: Post-shuffle

For anyone who knew him, Eizen is gone.

Eleanor too.

Guess they've gone home.

dothelokimotion

Who: Loki + You
Broadcast: Video
Action: Planetside
When: Right now!

[ The video starts with Loki out in a verandah, a few tables and chairs scattered around. he's standing, hiding something from view. He pulls out a lace handkerchief, dabbing at his eyes. ]

It seems that there are a few people that have departed lately. And since everyone is very fond of making cryptic sad statements on the network for attention, I thought I would do the same for the passengers that have left us in such . . . [ A pointed dab. ] . . . sorrow.

[ with that, he moves away, taking a seat, revealing a bunch of children with bats and a life sized Dr. Strange figure. They look at Loki eagerly, waiting for the signal and he nods in assent. With a wild cry, they all launch themselves at the statue, beating it up. It even makes realistic sounds of pain. With every tear and visible wound, candy falls out.

Loki conjures a mimosa, leaning back. This is the life. There would be one of Sam Winchester too if . . . Loki had any idea who that was. Alas. ]

appletart

[ The camera opens up on... Escha's little white hat on top of her head! But with a quiet, sheepish laugh, she adjusts the angle to her actual face. With a smile, she sits back, and waves at the camera. ]

Hi, everyone! I'm Escha, and, well, I'm still a little new here, so I don't know many of you - but for anyone who doesn't know, I'm an alchemist!

[ Which might be... slightly obvious, considering that in the video shot, you can see that she's surrounded by books, scattered notes (and pens), a few flasks filled with liquids, some jars full of items... Also, specifically, there are a few masks on the table beside her that she bought planetside, and a whole rack full of corked test tubes, with Mist inside. ... Yep, Escha went down there and scooped that Mist into test tubes. ]

And, well, I've been really curious about this mist on the planet! They use it like a fuel source, so I'd love to see if I can use it for some of the same things! And, even if I can't, maybe it has other properties that would be beneficial? I know it makes people... sick... [ Putting it lightly, much?? ] so maybe there's something I can make to help with that? Or! At the very least! Maybe I can improve on these mask designs using some other things we have that maybe the planet doesn't?

[ A pause... and then another sheepish laugh, and an embarrassed (but sincere) smile. ]

I'm sorry for rambling, I just got a little carried away with my enthusiasm. Anyway! If anyone has any ideas, or wants to help me, let me know! Maybe if we work together, we can figure out a whole lot more about this mist and this planet!

hollystrike

Who: Katie and you
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Vanquish, Iskaulit
When: 25th June onwards

[You'd think she'd reach out to let people know she was okay. What a jerk.

Instead, running into Katie might be an accidental thing. She's either curled up in her room on the Vanquish (her actual room, not the personnel office), patting Licorice absently and not sure why the poor cat sounds so distressed...

...or the jumbled pieces of memory she has eventually lead her to the Iskaulit, exploring most places in the vain hopes it will fill in the gaps.

Run into her anywhere. She's not staying put in any one place unless someone gets her attention, but moving through in a slow sort of way, wrapped in the warmest coat she has. Except for one point where she passes her reflection and stares for a while.]

...

When did I get so old...?

collegedropout

Who: Sam Winchester
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Now-ish!

[Man, he had the nicest dream. And yeah, he knows it's just a dream, because it's nice. That's literally the criteria the dude works with most nights. His brother and mother and Cas, they were all sitting in the bunker enjoying a movie, or something. He couldn't remember the movie exactly, but there were people who were definitely supposed to be dead there. And they had retired, and it was all good, and they were talking about fishing nearby where it's really abandoned —

When he peels his eyes open he feels like he has the biggest hangover of his life — and is more than a little uneasy (that dream didn't help), and before long he's shuffling through the halls of the Bloodsport like a full month of being missing didn't happen. He knows something's off for sure, but, um. He's also half-awake, hair askew and palm pressing into the socket of one eye to stave off a migraine.]

Man, where'd this even come from...

[Don't worry, it'll go away eventually. He'll just. Make some coffee. Yes.

He sits down with his cup of coffee and turns on his comm device, and nearly spits his drink on it.]

I've been out a month!?

[AW MAN, NOT LOST TIME AGAIN.

Sam Winchester and lost time, not buddies, thanks.

A little while later, after he catches up with his buddies:]

[VOICE.]

Hey, uh. So. I've been out a while. Sorry about that — It's been a hell of a... time... I guess. To be honest, I can't really say it feels like it's been that long. I might as well pick up right where I left off, though — right. Blood drives are at the Iskaulit; I'll be available throughout the next few days for that, if you're interested in donating blood.

You do have some paperwork to fill out, and I'm keeping the cut-off at 16, but for those who qualify, it can be a matter of life or death around here when things go crazy.

For anyone new, hey — I'm Sam Winchester, employee at The Space Bar. I also loan out books from my personal stash if you're feeling bored. If you're a new face to me, I'd love to learn more about you, especially what kind of earth or universe you're from. We all seem to have pretty interesting diverging paths at some point, even if the rest of our Earths match up pretty well.

... Like for example, imaginary friends are real in my world, and Snooki is a demon.

lacyprincess

Who: EVERYBODY
Broadcast: Yeah, sure, I guess
Action: The Fleet and the Yadrolla System
When: 4/29 - 6/8

[Hey, hey, look, we have a new system! Let's go compete in stuff and root for sportsball teams! System info is here!

~~GO WAVES!~~]

brothersboots

Who: Edna and you!
Broadcast: No
Action: The Huntress, The Red Fish, the Iskaulit, and the Yadrolla System
When: The Month of May

The Huntress

[To those that live on the Huntress, you either see the seraph or you don't. Hearing them, however, is something that everyone does. And Edna, well, sometimes you feel her presence too. Since she can make herself known, obnoxiously, when she wants.

However, if one looks in her bedroom, it looks untouched. As does her classroom that she's spent a while putting together once the Atroma decided to gift it to her. Looking closer, there are tiny, bare feet under the desk and the sound of some smothered sniffling. If you're quiet, you might even hear a small, scared voice call out.]

Eizen? Where are you?

[Yes, folks, Edna's been tinified. Aren't you lucky?]

The Red Fish

[After some finagling, Edna has found her way onto the Red Fish from the Huntress and she's a little distressed. While the other ship was certainly not her home, it had plenty of plant life and seraph that made it feel sort of home-like.

The Red Fish, however, has the oppressive feeling of malevolence that she's not at all okay with. But she was told her brother is here somewhere. Even if the humans here don't have any resonance to see her, maybe they'll be able to hear her and know who Eizen is.

She goes over to the nearest person and yanks on their clothes to get their attention.]

Hey, have you seen Eizen?

Iskaulit

[Mab's Sceptre is were she spends a great deal of her time. It feels like her and Eizen. There are some other seraph's artes signatures as well, but that just adds to the relaxed feeling it gives her. They aren't alone, which is great. Being alone is awful.

Besides there are funny lizards of many colors (one of them is missing a tail) and fuzzy slugs that make her feel good when she touches them. There's a stream and plants and it's nice. All that's missing is the feel of a real sun. If she ignores the windows that look out into the vast nothingness.

After some time at the mountain, she decides to explore some more. It's a lot bigger than Rayfalke, or maybe it just feels that way. There's so much to look at.

She follows her nose to what looks like a human place that has sweets and food. The sign says 'The Melting Pot' but she doesn't see a pot anywhere in sight. But things sure do smell good.]

What's that?

Wildcard

[If you want to do things with the tiny seraph on the new system, let me know and I can write up a prompt for you.]

therewerefifty

Who: Makie and you!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Twin Roses / Iskaulit
When: Nowish

[Makie moves back into the Twin Roses with a lack of fanfare. It's comforting to at least come back to a place with a room that still reads as distinctly hers; the peasant dresses are still tucked away. The replacement weapon she had made is still here. Her assurance that she has another life waiting for her in Adstring is gone. So now, this ship is the only home she has.

She's spent the last weeks rebuilding her stamina, even if it's just by walking the length of the cargo bay and taking long walks through the Iskaulit. She'll always be a ghastly pale woman, but she no longer has to stop quite so often to get her breath back, and a recovered appetite means she's finally putting a little meat back on her bones.

She still drifts through the weeks quietly enough. There's a lot to take in.

-------

Today she owns the melancholy she feels, taking a trip down to the Iskaulit to visit the memory tree. Her own name is attached here; it's a vague sort of surprise. She reaches out to remove it, hesitates. Then finally plucks it from the tree only to move it, clipping it to the piece of card with Lilly's name scrawled on it. That Makie is long gone, and maybe she gets a happy ending. It doesn't matter. It just feels right.

Then she settles quietly by the tree, Misty's shamisen in her lap, and plays.]

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