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[personal profile] deptofsass
Who: Steve Wandsworth and YOU!
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: SS First Breath, possibly moving elsewhere (there may or may not be teleportation involved?)
When: backdated to Sunday night, 5/10


[ Steve was never really into taking videos of himself back home, but it seems here, he just can't get enough of his own face. Surprising no one. In any case, he's back making another broadcast. He seems to be using his wand to levitate the camera. Whatever care he had for the International Statute of Secrecy is officially long gone. The video's a bit staticky with interference, but it's no big deal. ]

Anybody else tried their luck in the casinos? You can win some pretty interesting prizes. Plus, the people watching's aces. You never know who you'll bump into. [ He winks at the camera, the kind of wink that's directed at someone in particular. You know who you are.

Anyway, moving on! ]
If it's not immediately obvious, I've got my wand back. Which means I am back on for that magic... club... thing. [ He makes a vague gesture with his left hand. ] Is that still on? [ He shrugs. ]

Whatever. Bored now. Oh, I do wonder, however shall I relieve myself of this boredom?

[ And, with one last cheeky grin, he ends the broadcast. ]
misconceived: (✇the clock ticks life away)
[personal profile] misconceived
WHO Chris Halliwell
BROADCAST Accidental Fleet-wide video (thanks Atroma!!)
ACTION SS Huntress.
WHEN May 10th. HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY.
WARNINGS don't play fetch with the soulball

[ The video is abrupt, the angle awkward. It cuts on to a comm laying on what appears to be a dining table in a fully upgraded kitchen. Chris is standing off-center, facing someone who is holding what appears to be a lightly-glowing orb in his hands.

This appears to be a very controversial thing, holding a glowy ball. ]


They gave you grandad?! It's a casino! Where the hell did they even get that?

Actually, where the hell do you even keep that now? Or... then. Back then? Whatever. How do you play slots to win your father's soul?
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[personal profile] lord_wizard
Who: Felix Harrowgate
Broadcast: Fleet-wide video!
Action: Starstruck, if you want.
When: Today-ish?

[Today Felix prepares to do something that has the ring of familiarity to it for him, and anyone else who had once known him in Paradisa. The setting is different, of course, but old habit die incredibly hard, and he craves a little bit of what once was. Something that can distract him. He sets up the device on the kitchen table and reclines back against the wall.]

Greetings, fleet members. [He smiles, a bright thing reminiscent of politicians and celebrities]

I happen to know there is a good number among us here that practice magic or exhibit a talent reminiscent as such, and that many more of us still are deprived the company of our peers back home.

Before I came here, I organized a group of magic-users and thought the fleet could benefit from something similar. We had wider goals at the time, but I think here it will be far more about simply getting to know one another. [Though, if he isn't kidding himself, most of what they did was get together and drink] Perhaps there are things we can learn from each other, or perhaps it can simply serve as a source of solidarity.

If no one would be opposed, I'd like to organize more regular meetings, hosted in the Bishop's library to start, assuming our librarian wouldn't be opposed. Though, in the long run, I'd prefer to convert a space specifically for our use. The Starstruck's cargo hold, if nothing else. We aren't using it for anything else. [He briefly longs for the castle, and imagines a comfortable space full of chairs, rugs, and bookshelves.]

In the meantime, I'd like to know who might be interested in such a thing and to meet any of you with such talents that I haven't yet had the pleasure to speak to. [Which is probably half the fleet by now, but he's a patient man, when he wants to be]

((ooc: this is an organizing post for future possible mage mingle club that will probably happen later in the month.))

one.

Apr. 30th, 2015 03:10 am
kindlymeant: ᴋɪssᴇᴅ ʙʏ ғɪʀᴇ (dw plz)
[personal profile] kindlymeant
Who: Sansa Stark aaaand open!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva and the First Breath
When: Action for 24th and 26th, Broadcast on the 24th

action; the marsiva  )
action; ss first breath  )
( video )
I wonder, is there someone I ought to thank for bringing me here?

[ her smile is measured, unassuming, but the airiness in her tone suggests her gratitude is a careful, waiting thing. she does not yet know if this is safe - safer, anyway, would be a blessing of some sort. her suit sits primly on her shoulders, red hair half-braided neatly down her back.

(she had wondered about asking for dye, but there seems no means for requesting, and her red served her well enough in Demeleier. and so far, thankfully, she has heard nothing that speaks of, in whispers or otherwise, of Westeros.

it will do.) ]


My pardons. I understand there must be work to be done. But I am newly arrived, and seek only to better know those that I travel with.

[ she inclines her head politely. ]

My name is Alayne, and this place is like nothing I have seen before - but perhaps some are more familiar. Or, perhaps, you have known this already - being moved to somewhere new, that is. Whether by a means such as this, or something more mundane.

[ her gaze flits away, expression warmed by idle chatter. ]

I thank you, for your time.
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[personal profile] deptofsass
Who: Steve Wandsworth
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: SS First Breath
When: post-shuffle

[ Getting teleported was a whole new experience for Steve. Sure, he can apparate with the best of 'em, but apparating feels like a spin and a pinch. Teleporting felt more like fading out and fading back in somewhere else. Altogether, not unpleasant. Especially with what followed.

When the video comes on, Steve is eating the chocolate dessert happily, bits of confetti still decorating his shoulders. ]


Now that's the sort of welcome a man can get used to! A proper greeting, for a proper pilot. Seems I've been upgraded to professional now. (About time, if you ask me.)

[ He scrapes up the last of the chocolate cream and smiles at the camera one last time. ]

Well, I suppose it's time to find my way around, now. Cheers!

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Apr. 15th, 2015 04:23 pm
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[personal profile] coppermarigolds
Who: Aveline and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Pre-Shuffle

Ugh, Maker.

[Aveline is... just waking up in the Hospitality Deck. Hello. She blinks several times, disoriented and feeling rather like she had far too much to drink the night before -- and not even good stuff, but more like something questionable and tainted with rat droppings that one might find in the Hanged Man. She sits up, rubbing her temples for a moment, with her eyes squeezed shut. This is all very... strange. And unfamiliar. And yet... she knows it, too. And that doesn't make sense, not remotely. She stares across the room for a moment, trying to put the pieces together. She touches the augment behind her ear, experimentally, and for a long moment is quiet as she looks around the room, scowling like a thundercloud.

Okay. First things first.]

If someone's there, come talk to me face to face.

[It's not a suggestion. It's an order. She pulls herself to her feet, still frowning.]
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[personal profile] tothefly
Who: Natasha
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: pre-Shuffle (4/18)

[Audio/Video] )


[Action, early:] )

[Action, later] )

video;

Apr. 15th, 2015 10:39 am
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[personal profile] poozers
Who: Kilowog and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Till the Shuffle

[Hey, Drift Fleet. It's Kilowog! Who's that? It's the alien in front of the camera right now, stuck in his superhero-esque uniform, a lantern symbol emblazoned on his chest. He's standing in front of one of the beds on the Hospitality deck. Those watching closely might see that the rim of the bed is a bit damaged. He's a heavy guy.]

Alright, poozers. I don't mean ta' gripe but I got a little problem. An' I don't mean this reality show business—that's a whole 'nother hat. [That's what you humans say, right?] I'll get there.

[Though, honestly? He's mostly concerned the paperwork wasn't filled out right. He's more than okay with having a bit of shore leave after what just went down.]

See, I got a more urgent problem. [He turns the camera to show the door. Then his eight foot tall self. Then the door again. It's pretty clear he is both too tall and too wide to fit through it. He turns the camera back to his face and somewhere in that mass, a brow is being lifted.] Get it? Now, I don't really feel like getting stuck today, so I need a bit of help. Not much, not much, don't worry. [He chuckles and it's low and rumbling.] Just some suggestions will be good. Tried bending over but I got stuck sideways. Thought 'bout just breakin' the wall down but—Well. I'm tryin' ta' make a good first impression.

[He smiles, then leans back.] Name's Kilowog, by the way. Green Lantern. Nice ta' meet ya'.

[ACTION]

[Once Kilowog gets freed from the room, he'll be loitering about on deck, mostly playing with different light constructs. They're all bright green and something of an eyesore. The one he favors the most is a foozball table. Wanna play?]

open.

Apr. 15th, 2015 05:04 pm
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[personal profile] ex_frolics736
Who: Merrill.
Broadcast: Fleet-wide.
Action: SS First Breath, whenever.
When: APR 12 - 18.

Oh. Oh dear.

[ Is it a Welsh pixie? It certainly sounds like one. Pointed ears, short black hair, intricate tattoos across the angular plains of her face. But no, despite the accent, Merrill is neither Welsh, nor pixie.

Currently she's balancing on one bare foot, trying to shake something brown and sloppy off the other. It would be easy to jump to the wrong conclusion at first, but everyone gets a dessert when they arrive, so closer examination will make it clear that she's only stepped in chocolate cream.

Though really, how she's managed that is anyone's guess.
]

I am... so sorry. It wasn't something important, was it? Eugh, it's all slimy.

[ Given she took a while to get used to Kirkwall, a couple of days prowling about the Marsiva and her brand new augment really aren't adequate preparation for the sleek metal and digital displays of a spaceship.

Though later, she might be found in Engineering, trying to work out how she knows anything at all about this strange contraption, but also delighting in the fact that she has all this new knowledge, and more right there to learn about. Merrill isn't very good with people, but she loves magic, and to her view all of this technology isn't too different.

Or you can always call her once she's washed off her feet.
]

video;

Apr. 14th, 2015 07:31 pm
twocomplex: (haha no that was an insult)
[personal profile] twocomplex
Who: Nocta Oren
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: For Starstruck & Visitors
When: 4/14

[This time, Oren is lounging in his pilot's chair for all to see. Feet kicked up on the side of the control panel, one arm stretched loosely over the back of his chair as the other sits in his lap.]

From what I can tell, this can be used for general questions and conversation just as well as more serious instruction. Am I right in that? [He looks contemplative even through the questioning, leaning his weight back a little further.]

Well, do correct me if I'm wrong, but I have an opinion question for all those willing to answer. Say you have two people from the same world from completely different time points. Oh, yes, that can happen! I was surprised myself. [For the more observant, you might notice Mattias in the background turning to deadeye the camera.]

If one terrible event has occurred for one person and not for the other, tell me, would you inform the unknowing of his wrongs in that event? Would you hold it above him, blame him equally, or beat him for it? Or is it not better to hold off on all of those things?

The answer seems quite clear to me, but please, tell me if I'm wrong to think it's cruel to inform someone of something so horrible they haven't done, let alone hold them responsible for it.

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