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Who: opal, nightingale, and you
Broadcast: video!
Action: on the pathstone
When: now!

[When the feed turns on, it’s focused on... so many Christmas sweaters laying on a bed. There are more, hidden beneath those four and out of view of the camera; from what can be seen, it looks like there are at least three or four more. The camera swings around to two girls, one of whom has the most deadpan look on her face.]

I officially hate sponsor drops. I want none of this.

[The other one just looks kind of confused.]

I’m pretty sure this is another Earth reference or something that I’m missing here. What the fuck is wrong with Earth?

[It earns a snort out of Opal.]

There are many things wrong with Earth, and all of them are a long story. Don’t worry about it. Anyways, the point is that someone should come here and take these away because every single one is kind of the worst thing ever? Save us.

Either that or we can throw them out into space. That’s an option too. There’s a sun nearby to hurl these into, right?

[She sounds dead serious about this.]

...Maybe we should at least see if anyone wants them before we toss them into a sun? [But, she smiles.] I am totally saving shoving them out of an airlock as a plan B, though. Thank you for that.

[She glances back at the camera for a moment, though, giving the feed a Look.]

Seriously, though, get these far enough away that I never have to see them again.

[ooc: blue is opal, purple is nightingale!]

poked_heart

Who: The crew of the Pathstone and any visitors!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: On the Pathstone
When: Now through December. Or whenever someone feels like throwing up another mingle

silvercast

Who: Pietro Maximoff & You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Starstruck
When: Right now

video;;
[ When the broadcast opens up, it is to a dimly lit room with very little decoration. Pietro has been in the fleet for a few months, but he's not collected much to show for it. His expression is pensive, and he takes a moment before he begins speaking. ]

I have been thinking about this for quite some time, watching others come and go.. [ He sighs, rubbing at his cheek. ]

What has this place done to you or your memories? Have you gained anything from being here that you could not have wherever home is meant to be?

Starstruck;;
[ After his broadcast, Pietro can be found sitting in the kitchen with a mug of hot tea if anyone would rather address him in person. ]

privatizes

Who: Tony Stark [

privatizes and YOU.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: S.S. Pathstone.
When: Now!

[ tony has been awake for the past week, but has been keeping to himself on the pathstone. it's the sudden rush of memories that causes him to kind of keep to himself, because he needs to figure out what, exactly, he's going to do.

he has zero interest in communicating with the avengers, and he has a sudden instinctive well, fuck them anyway churning around in his stomach at the notion that they all knew (again) and they didn't tell him. but after shoving that aside and focusing on the realities of the situation (they're trapped here and they need to do something about it), tony decides to. well. do something about it.

first, a general message. open. to the public. ]

I'm alive. I'm not in a good mood. I don't want to talk about it. Etc.

What'd I miss.

[ then filtered/private to natasha and the vision ]

What's the last thing you two remember from home? Be honest.

[ and lastly, he leaves one (1) tiny hoverchair fit for a snake (more like a hover-skateboard, really) with tiny controls in it, in crowley's room on the pathstone with a note attached that says: A reward for not touching my stuff. ]

onlyanapple

Who: Crowley and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Málum
When: Right now!

Well, as pleasant as this star system is, and as much as I don't want to say the 'B' word and incite horrible things upon us, I feel the need to fill my time a little bit. So I've decided to stretch your minds a little bit with some riddles. Because why the hell not. Answer as many or as few as you like.

RIDDLE THE FIRST:

There was once a wealthy old man with three sons. He was coming to the end of his life and instead of dividing his money up equally amongst them like a normal person would, he decided to set his sons a task. He gave them each a paltry sum of coins, and told them to buy something to fill a room with. (Before you ask, the room is the same one each time)

The first son bought some bales of hay, but he didn't have enough to fill the room with. The second bought a bunch of rock, but these, too, failed to fill the room. The third son bought two things with his coins, and together, they filled the room and he inherited his father's fortune.

What did he buy?

RIDDLE THE SECOND:

There is a dead man in the centre of a field. He carried with him an unopened package. Before he got into the field, he knew he was going to die. How?

RIDDLE THE THIRD (spoilers: this one is the easy one):

I'm at the end of time and space, at the beginning of the end, and at the end of life. What am I?

forcesensitive

Who: Finn and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide anonymous text
Action: n/a
When: Now!

has your communicator ever sent a text message and you dont remember it that happened to me it sounded like something i would say but not quite it was a little bit off

on a related note whats a nazi

nerdeology

Who: You! Us! Everyone!
Broadcast: ???
Action: All over! It's a planet/moon mingle!
When: 8/15-9/12, or until captcha kills us all

Show some spirit! It's a new system, and that means new people, new shenanigans, new adventures, savvy? You'd better have enough moxie to thrive in this one...

Or maybe you're just here for the food.

everydayhero

Who: Hiro Hamada
Broadcast: Video
Action: Iskaulit
When: 8/13

[hiro has claimed a corner spot in the engineering lab. many things from his shop on the bishop are here, but he hasn't abandoned his home shop at all. currently, he's spinning in the chair he's got. then he sets the camera down on the desk, facing him.]

Heeey, all you engineer-types, and not just the ones with the augment! Have I got a proposition for you. I've got a little project I'm working on--a repair project. It's a little outside my current scope, plus I don't think it's safe to be working on it alone. It's a... very advanced prosthetic. [he figures those who know about the attack two months ago will pick up on this.]

Anyway, I need some help. And I guess, if anybody wants to learn a thing or two about robotics from the professionals, you can come watch when we get together.

So! Any takers?

uprightness

Who: Steve 'belated bday boy' Rogers
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: the ss star(spangled)struck
When: current

[ after the incident which involved steve rogers, a misunderstanding regarding technology and some ( very flattering ) photos of one Peggy Carter, Steve tried to avoid addressing the entire network regarding anything less than a security threat.

And then today happened.

The video opens up to the Starstruck though the ship looks drastically different due to the large number of red, white and blue balloons and confetti that seems to be everywhere. To make matters weirder, there seems to be a rather big cake reading 'Happy 1776th birthday, your Highness' and a song that seems to be playing every few minutes and rather loudly.

And in the middle of it all, there sits Steve Rogers himself and his smile is absolutely long suffering. He looks up and waits for the song to end before speaking rather hurriedly, mostly since he's worried it'll start over. ]

--- My birthday was last month but - thank you. Tony. For arranging alla this.

[ is he saying it through gritted teeth? Oh yes. And why? ]

And more importantly to Pinkie Pie who dedicated her time and effort to doing all of this. It's - very kind of you. Can't say I've ever had that much done for my birthday before.

[ and now if you'll excuse him, he's off to kill Iron Man. ]

privatizes

Who: Tony Stark

privatizes and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: S.S. Pathstone.
When: Now!

[ tony is currently on board the pathstone, if you want to bother him in person. sitting in his captain's chair and fiddling with something in his hands, as he usually is. he's been working on a large variety of projects lately, including (but not limited to): a hovering wheelchair, reversal of brain control, and trying to reinvigorate his arc reactor that the emotional tree of life had given him for holding hands.

god, he misses home.

but as his current projects are 1) a work in progress, 2) practically non-exsitent, and 3) almost there (in that respective order), tony requires the help of the population. especially since he doesn't have the engineering augment and the pathstone lacks an engineer. figures, right? god.

anyway -- ]

Soooo...

[ he pauses ]

-- I'm just going to cut to the chase and say that I need stuff, and you all might have that stuff. You should give it to me so I can make even better stuff. It's going to be for the good of the general population, I promise. [ no, really ] And -- who do I have to kill to get an engineer on board? Because this would all be a hell of a lot easier if I had what Atroma considered an engineer on board.

[ is tony stark still salty over the fact that he is not, apparently, considered an engineer by the standards of the atroma? you bet your ass he is. ]

The list is gonna be sent out in a text -- if you want to part with any of it or trade for stuff, let me know. I'm Tony Stark. Captain of the Pathstone. Don't ask me why I am, or how I got there. The question is getting old. Thanks.

[ and the video feed cuts, only for a text to be sent out: ]

( [ NEEDED.TXT ] )

[ and, once that is sent out, an additional encrypted feed pops up: ]

( [encrypted to: the pathstone/ viewable to the avengers] )

complicatedliar

Who: Loki
Broadcast: Video to everyone
Action: Iskaulit
When: Now!

As I have said I would, I shall speak of magics. Or rather the basics of one particular form of magic. Attend well.

[Loki has set up the video in his gym, since it has sufficient space and mirrors.]

What mortals oft times call magic is but science of a higher sort than they have capacity to comprehend. All is but working change upon the ordered laws of the universe with strength of will and an understanding of how and what to manipulate.

Light shall be our example. [Because everyone already knows he can do illusions. This is giving nothing away, really, because knowing the mechanics of what he does won't make it less impressive.]

Light is a substance in constant flux of state. It exists simultaneously in many forms until it is directed one way or another.

[He begins to write equations in the air with light, his handwriting precise and very angular, explaining as he goes. People who are very up in their mathematics and quantum physics will be able to recognize portions describing the wave-particle duality of light, though Loki seems to be describing a great many quantum states beyond that.]

Understanding this, one might manipulate the light that exists in this room to reflect far differently, or refract in new ways.

[He goes through a series of demonstrations, first building a delicate model of a horse from light that runs, then revealing an invisible object and describing mathematically the illusion that allows light to seem to pass through something solid. Then step by step, he builds the room into a section of forest in Alfheim, which seems to stretch on into the misty distance despite the apparent dimensions of the former room.

It's quite a show, but perhaps more interesting is his expression as he works through all of this. He's genuinely enjoying himself, perhaps the most relaxed most people have ever seen him.]

And the mechanism of all of this?

[He smiles remembering the day he had been taught this by Frigga.] We are made of the same stuff as light. We must only remember and become part of it once more.

[And with that, he seems to disintegrate into green and gold miss. The video ends.

But he's around his place in the Iskaulit if anyone wishes to seek him out, or can be called upon for questions. And later? Buy him a drink at Crowley's bar.]

beathach

Who: Hank and you!
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: The Blameless
When: now!

[when the feed flips on, it focuses on a crate on the smaller side, but clearly yet another sponsor drop. Only this time, it appears to be full of brushes, of all shapes and colors and sizes. There's also a note attached on top:

"Because normal brushes are just infuriating. Keep that blue fur shiny with these purrfect alternatives!"

there's a heavy sigh from behind the camera and a mutter, just audible enough to be picked up by the microphone]

Someone thinks they're being funny.

[another sigh, and the camera turns around, focusing on a woman's face. Reluctantly, it seems, because she looks incredibly awkward and uncomfortable]

Anyway - I know some people have pets on the fleet, so if you'd like a brush for their fur, feel free to come over to the Blameless and pick one up. I certainly won't be keeping them.

[she goes to turn the feed off, then pauses]

Also, Winn? This is your fault. Get over here so I can blame you properly.

[and with that, the feed disconnects]

nedstarksbastard

Who: Jon Snow (and bonus appearance from PUPPY)
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: Three Twins
When: present whoop

[video]

[Surprisingly, Jon's not the first thing you see--or hear--for this feed. Instead, what happens is that whoever's tuning in now gets a screen full of wet nose and white fur. Clearly, Jon's wolf pup Ghost's curious about this strange device, and has somehow managed to record himself. He sniffs at the screen a little more, then pads back enough to reveal that he's currently in the engine room.

It should probably be noted here that, while this is happening, there's some very, very loud music playing in the background. Some listeners, especially ones from Earth, might be able to figure out that the music sounds suspiciously similar to a certain song from the early 2000s--though the lyrics and the voice is definitely markedly different from the song they might remember.]

What are you doing with that? [And there's Jon now, feet stepping into frame before he kneels down, a look of fond resignation on his face.] How did you even get it to work?

[Ghost does not answer. Instead, he gently headbutts Jon's ankle. He demands scratchies.

Jon, with a chuckle, glances at the comm, then reaches out a hand to turn it off.]

[text]

has anyone else besides the Golden found something on their hailing arrays that shouldn't be there?

and does anyone want some discs? I've taken all that I need from this "gift", there's enough left over for whoever else might be so inclined to listen to them.

( WAKE ME UP (WAKE ME UP INSIDE) )

flawless_precision

Network

[In the spirit of keeping a low profile and capitalizing on the fact that most of the people of her world haven't seen her face, Phasma decides to break the network silence with an anonymous text post in order to attempt to gather intel.]

To what extent would you sacrifice securities for freedom?

Action

[Ever since her visit to the green planet before their departure, and her conversation with General Hux, she's been playing mute aboard her ship; observing, listening, using a minimalist pantomime where absolutely necessary. She doesn't trust her crew, she doesn't trust the ship, and she doesn't trust Atroma. The one person she does trust she's agreed not to contact unless in a guaranteed secure location, which isn't anywhere on the Fleet itself.]

[She keeps to herself, but if you're lucky you might catch her making a meal to take to her quarters (or the hanger, or wherever there is a quite, lonley spot). If she does happen to appear where there are people gathered, it's on the fringe, where she can quietly observe the conversation without feeling obligated to add to it.]

huaaaaagh

Who: Kirito, OTA
Broadcast: Y
Action: SS Paisley
When: Today's fine!

( video )

[The view switches on to reveal Kirito in the Spriggan avatar, crouched low with the camera tilted up towards him. Looks like it's on the ground.]

Okay, I'm using the comm so I have a record of what this looks like. I tried to encrypt it to make it private, but that's not my augment, so who knows if it worked. Feel free to ignore!

[He finishes fidgeting with the comm, tilting it at just the right angle, then disappears behind it for a second before reappearing at a distance, one hand lifted above his head.]

Þeír hræða nótt dýpt, renn helvegr!*

[As he begins, the full spell materializes in front of him in gold text and rotates around his body; when each word is spoken, it flashes white and vanishes. Once the full incantation is done, his body is consumed by a tornado of dark smoke, obscuring him from view. There's a muffled roar, and a burst of fire immediately following, and suddenly the room rumbles, knocking the comm off-balance.

When the smoke is clear the only thing visible is the cargo bay ceiling. There's a moment of scuffling and an "ow, geez!" in the background before finally a thumping of footsteps, heavier than someone ought to have with Kirito's stature. Through the smoke, one might catch fleeting glances of curled horns, dark fur, and glowing red eyes.

When at last he speaks, his voice is oddly distorted, something off about it.]

Whoa, okay, uh- crap. ....Paisley crew? Maybe don't go to the cargo bay for a while...?

( paisley )

[Anyone who happens to feel like wandering into the cargo bay despite his warning will find a ten-foot-tall hellbeast hunched over in the corner trying (and failing) to look inconspiculous, chanting quietly and looking kind of pathetic, appearance aside.]

[*Kirito's spell is Norse. Meaning, "Frighten them, depth of the night, and chase them along the roads of Hell."]

silvercast

Who: Pietro & You!
Broadcast: yes
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Right now

[ Video;; ]
[ The video feed shakes, the audio cracking as the communicator is moved around. The broadcasting image so far is the floor, covered in multicolored confetti, and a pair of black and grey running sneakers in view. The left foot taps impatiently before the video swings again to the bridge of the Bloodsport. ]

[ There is a sigh before heavily accented voice accompanies the shoddy cameraman-ship. ] If this is someone's idea of a prank, it lacks humor.

[ The communicator finally turns around, and Pietro is very firmly not happy with this situation. ]

I have complaints.

[ SS Bloodsport;; ]
[ Pietro can be found in various places throughout the Bloodsport. In the kitchen, trying to figure out what the deal with protein paste is. The bridge offers a bit of a distraction with the endless sea of stars or the array of broadcast settings, and how can he resist settling into the bunks? It's been a very long time since he's had his own room. ]

notzubats

Who: Sora
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS Huntress
When: August 5th

[From the looks of the video feed, Sora looks like he's broadcasting from his quarters, sitting on the bed. Since leaving the planet, he really hasn't been his cheerful self, rather opting to spend plenty of time in his room instead of wandering around the Huntress. Heck, this broadcast even seems pretty down.]

Today's August 5th, isn't it?

Guess that means I'm 16 now. How 'bout that? [It...feels wrong. There should be people that he's celebrating with, but he's not. If anything, he's feels further away from them than he's ever been.]

[But he swallows those feelings before asking what he wanted to ask]

But oh hey, I wanna ask something. Does the word Pokémon mean anything to anyone? They're a kind of creature that inhabit my world, and I wanna know if they're anywhere else.

intelligently

Who: Lydia + open
Broadcast: Fleetwide
~~Action:~~
When: 23rd July

So, since people were asking about it, has anyone gone back to the tree after receiving something? It's not likely that you would get something else but - depending on why we got the first thing - there could have been a chance. Entertainment, services given. Who knows.

And hopefully things other than pets were received, because that's all I've heard about so far.

( No, she's seen one or two other things but it has mostly been pets. Lydia got a nice book, though! )

grandstanding

Who: Erik and you
Broadcast: Text, fleetwide
Action: the Heron
When: July 23rd

text.

If anyone - for whatever reason - wants some novelty fridge magnets, there is a sponsor crate of them on the Heron. You can take as many as you want, though there isn't that much variety.

I will note at the outset that no, there are no alphabet pieces.

[Along with this rather brief message is attached a photo of the crate's contents. Half the magnets seem to be little cartoon planets. The other half are... well... magnets.]

action.

[Anyone inclined to visit the Heron to take up this exciting offer - or just to visit - will find Erik leaning against the crate in the cargo hold. He has a number of the magnets suspended in the air above one hand, and every few minutes he flicks his fingers, sending one flying into the hull wall.

The crate itself is emblazoned with the message "To the most ATTRACTIVE guy on the Fleet! - Magnecessities". Maybe that's part of why he looks faintly irritated.

Flick goes another magnet.]

save_the_souls

Who: Allen Walker
Broadcast: Video
Action: The Hand-Holding Planet
When: Time is relative.

[The feed opens up different from Allen's usual clinic-related broadcasts. First of all, the camera seems shaky, like it's been held by something flying. It also seems to be out in the forest, or rather near a clearing in the forest.]

[And behind him instead of Timcanpy, seems to be what looks like...well, a dead dinosaur that's so big you can only see a bit of it on the camera. And Sokka's in the background, pacing around and measuring the dinosaur from all angles, muttering to himself.]

Ah, hello all! [Allen gives a wave] I'm Allen Walker of the SS Blue Fish. I don't have any clinic announcements, but ah...

[He glances back, then looks at the camera again]

Well you see, my captain and I went hunting and we sort of...overdid it, a tad. You see, um, Tim? Can you show them?

[The shaky camera pans around, showing that yep- that is indeed a dead T. rex. A tree has been toppled on it, and there's stab wounds in the neck. Sokka meanwhile has started to examine the dinosaur with....finger square frame. Okay. After a moment, the camera will go back to focus on Allen]

Yeah, as you can see- I don't think we can get this back to our ship on our own, or fit it in the ship, if we did.

[He claps his hands together] So! We were thinking...if anyone would like some meat for your ship, we'd be happy to share! Just come on by and take some! We're out in the forest, a few miles outside of the city. There's clearly plenty to go around!

Oh, and if you have a way to move it closer to the ships, that'd be even better! We'd be happy to share an even larger portion! [He glances around the forest, a bit nervous. Behind him, Sokka seems to started drawing with intense concentration, using a nearby tree stump for his surface. Allen seems to talk like he's more talking to himself than anything:] I know I'd like to be out of here before we meet his friends...

[And then he clears his throat and looks back at the camera] Anyway. That's all! Have a nice day!

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