THE DRIFT FLEET

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]

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

What the fu--

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

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And maybe get yourself a free autograph from yours truly.

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[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.))