driftfleet | Entries tagged with uchiha sasuke

Who: Uchiha Itachi
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the S.S Paisley
When: Immediately after the ship shuffle

[ Itachi's been tinkering with the video feed. He kind of gets it. But he accidently turns it on while just trying to use the camera function to pick confetti out of his long, black hair. A red eye stares back. ]

...Who knew the afterlife would throw me a welcoming party. [ Because really, where else would he have gone to? He's buried in the sky, among stars. His fingers bat at his hair more, getting the rest of the glitter out. He'll probably be sparkly for a couple of days. However, his eyes catch sight that he is recording... and his expression softens, before going flat. He's got an incredibly similar face to someone else on board. ]

Ah. I've been caught. [ He doesn't say anything more--but the camera shows it moving away from his face before shutting off completely. ]

[ ooc: Also Open to Action for people on the S.S Paisley! ]

spaceshipit

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: July Planet!
When: The month of July!

[This is another planet mingle since the first one has nearly hit captcha! Feel free to continue threads or start brand new ones!]

July Planet Information

First Mingle Post

eyeforaneye

Who: Uchiha Sasuke + You
Broadcast: Fleetwide text
Action: SS Huntress
When: Right here, right now

[ Waking up somewhere unusual isn't the strange part; that's something he's grown depressingly used to in his sorry excuse for a life. But waking up in a place that isn't Konoha, isn't his world, and is instead an uncomfortably familiar confined technological nightmare of a ship with the distinct feeling that something is off is outside his limited comfort zone.

He gets his bearings first before going for his communicator, head further dizzied by a displayed date that doesn't match up with what he remembers. ]

I have a gap in my memory. Is this a normal occurrence here?

[ And that's it, that's his whole message after being absent for who knows how long. How quintessentially Sasuke. how much did he drink ]

eyeforaneye

Who: Uchiha Sasuke+victims
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: S.S. Huntress
When: Now

[text]

I have thins to say. [ Many, many thins. ]

Violence is normal. And that's not all. If your perception of your own relaity involves limitations stopping your goals... alter that perception. Don't make an excuse. Don't be nice about it. Just change reality.

And I fixed one of those blenders. And I'm not as weird as people think I am. Fuck you all.

[ Really, there are three people to blame for this utter travesty. One of them is Sasuke himself, obviously. One is Obi-Wan, who'd supplied the alcohol that had gotten Sasuke into this state. The last one is Ino, who thought challenging Sasuke to drink would be a fantastic idea. ]

[action]

[ He can be found in various places on the Huntress and in varying stages of inebriation. Trying and failing to cook something edible? Check. Lying in his room staring at the ceiling in the dark? Check. Still in Obi-Wan's room challenging either Ino or the Jedi to an arm-wrestling contest? Probably.

This is what happens when you've never drunk before and weigh approximately nothing. ]

[closed to Ino and Obi-Wan]

I'll take another drink when I finish this text. [ So he says to Obi-Wan and Ino while staring intensely at his communicator, clearly thinking the rambling of an absolutely insane seventeen-year-old is something the fleet needs to be subjected to right this minute.

Also, he can't even remember whose turn it is. Or what the rules are. Or if they're still playing a game that isn't just 'get drunk and die in a ditch'. ]

bryces_pup

Who: Crew members and visitors of the SS Blue Fish
Broadcast: nope
Action: On the Blue Fish, naturally.
When: Throughout March!

[Another month, another mingle. Once again, any visitors on the ship should bear in mind that there are locks installed all over the ship, so someone on board's gotta let you in. Or you can just stand there. And stare. And hope someone takes pity on you.]

namethefallen

Who: Chara and you!
Broadcast: video, fleetwide
Action: on the marsiva
When: march 2nd

[ Waking up to find themselves somewhere completely new isn't a pleasant affair.

They should be at home, in bed, awaiting the morning and their vengeance, not in some hospital bed in a place they don't know. Not...once more under the eye of cameras? They can't see them, but it's a hard feeling too ignore, given how often Dr. Alphys had been spying on them in the Underground.

Is this somewhere on the surface they don't know? They don't seem to have been put in any hospital clothing, still in the pajamas Toriel had given them for bed...

( * You realize your knife is missing. )

It's only the need to not reveal anything to the watching cameras that keeps Chara from reacting in anger and hunting through the area for a new one. If they are somewhere on the surface, whoever is around would be expecting Frisk-like behavior. And Frisk would never hunt down a weapon and anyone in the area, oh no.

So they let their expression fall into one of an oh-so-confused child. ]

Mom? This isn't my room. ...Where are you?

[ And then they're up and out of bed. They look perfectly harmless, nothing more than a confused ten-year-old in their pajamas and looking for their parent. Chara certainly looks healthier, better taken care of, than the last time they were here. ]

throwsdown

Who: Takeshi
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: Marsiva!
When: NOW!!!

[Takeshi wakes up with bad cotton mouth and a moment where forgets things -- forgets he was in a jungle last he saw, forgets the Tranquility had crashed, forgets that the people he saw as parents were long-since gone. He rolls tiredly, his baggy (now perfectly mended) sweater dragging on one hand, the sleeve still a bit too long. First thing he does is try to grab a glass of water that would have been on the desk in his room. Aboard an entirely different ship. A ship that no longer exists in space.

He blinks wide awake, sitting up straight.

The first thing he notices is that he's barefoot.

The second thing he notices is that his powersuit is gone. He pulls his sweater practically over his head in his haste, gasping aloud at the pale belly and its pal, the belly button, that greets him -- it' gone! It's gone, it's gone, it's gone! Where? When? Who, how? He looks around wildly, anxious. Was he... kidnapped? All over again? No... it couldn't be.

It's like when they kidnapped humans, on earth. But hopefully less blood.

There were people trying to kidnap them off the Tranquility, too. He remembers that.

Summoning his courage, he does what he learned from his adoptive mother. He bullshits, live on camera, at the screen. He's familiar with how network devices work enough, after all. He knows everyone should be able to see this. He puts on his most serious expression, which is admittedly pretty good for someone who is the size of a five-year-old.]

The person who kidnapped me.... they'd better show their face!

I-if you try to mess with me... I'll... I'll...

I'll kick your fucking ass!!

[Thank his adoptive parents and weird uncle for the choice of words. He puffs out his chest, making a fist. But really, he's kind of scared. Like, a lot scared. He only went without his special superhero powersuit when he broked his leg fighting in the ship before. He couldn't wear it over the cast, then. But now... now he's just... he's normal. He's not a good teammate. He's not good at fighting like this. And it's...

Terrifying.

But he'll keep a straight, determined face. He won't let them know he's scared.

He used to always show how scared he was, when he was living with his real mom. But not no more.

Even if he doesn't have his strength and speed... He's a fighter. He'll... He'll figure out something!]

If you're aliens... then... then my dad'll come find you, too!

And then we'll both kick your ass!

[... Anyone on the Marsiva, feel free to see him peeking around the corner to suspiciously watch you just about anywhere on the ship. That, or find him making himself a peanut butter and raspberry jam sandwich in the kitchens. All that threatening made his nerves convert to hunger.]

bolder

Who: Toph Beifong
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Blue Fish if you want
When: Feb 22, afternoon

[Here's Toph's face, looking very serious. Like, super serious.]

Guys, I have a really important question I want to know the answer to.

[And a pause for dramatic effect.]

Has anyone actually been to jail yet? I mean, there is one, and we have robot police drone things. So what's the hold up? [She sounds almost disappointed. Toph really wants to break someone out, okay?]

firstrebel

Who: Hera
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: On the station, if you like!
When: Now

[ Hera is seated at a small cafe on the station today, taking a break from the odd jobs she's been doing to earn money. She's got a cup of something hot at her elbow, and she's her usual composed self. ]

So, to those who don't know me, hi. I'm Hera. [ She gives a little wave. ] You might have seen me around, since I've been on the fleet for a couple of months now. For those who haven't, I just thought I should point a couple of things out, since they've been coming up fairly often when I talk to people.

[ She points at her face. ]

I'm green. This might seem self-evident, but I've actually had a surprising number of people point this out to me, as if I hadn't noticed. So I'm telling you now, I've noticed. I'm green. It's genetics, and skin pigment, and I'm aware. I've also noticed that I'm not human - I'm Twi'lek, actually. And - [ Here she points at the top of her head. ] these are called lekku, but you can call them head-tails if you prefer.

Also, in my culture, it's - rude to stare. I know a lot of you aren't familiar with species other than your own, but it can get a little uncomfortable feeling like you're under a microscope.

t65

Who: Luke Skywalker
Broadcast: Fleetwide (Accidental)
Action: Marsiva
When: 2/16

[Luke Skywalker is sitting pensively in front of one of the wide windows on the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck. Rather than staring out into the darkness of space, he's bent over a tiny silver disk in his hands. It's open, revealing a series of wires, something mechanical and complex. Lacking any proper tools of his own, Luke is replying it with careful fingers and, occasionally, teeth.]

[Lacking any proper supplies, he's forced to improvise. At one point, he removes the glove on his right hand. There's a burn over the back, but the flesh cracks open to reveal more wires and mechanistry. Luke pulls some wires out, breaks them and inserts them into the disk. It seems to cause some of the fingers on his hand to twitch irregularly, but the disk is repaired. He presses a button, and a little blue holograph of a smiling couple appears.]

[He stares at it for a little while.]

[Finally, Luke notices that he's being recorded.] Hello, there. How long have you been on, hm? [He reaches over and turns off the feed.]

[Actually wait. A second later, Luke turns the feed back on.] I suppose if all of this is being recorded, I ought to introduce myself. I'm Luke Skywalker. It's a pleasure to meet you. [His smile kind of... twitches.] All of you.

i_got_this

Who: South Dakota and You!
Broadcast: Network wide
Action: Windrose
When: Today

[Feed opens to show her mildly pissed face as she kicks it back at the Windrose's comms station. Pissed as in 'angry that she got booted and didn't een get to go anywhere cooler before getting yanked back'.]

Back by popular demand, bitches. And apparently Atroma still sucks at ship names; I'm not anymore impressed with this one. If there's booze here, though, I might change my mind.

[Otherwise she might have to put in for a transfer; she had liked living on a ship with a barkeep.]

[Encrypted to Crowley]

You didn't replace me at the bar, did you? [In the most you better not have she's got.]

universal_charm

Who: Jim Kirk & Anyone
Broadcast: Yes, fleet-wide
Action: On the space station
When: Feb. 14 (or any other day you want to work out for the action)

[ Video ]

Okay, so I think I have the money situation figured out here.

We get money by being popular on this "show" and being "ranked" -

_{[ Can everyone hear his continued disbelief of this load of crap they are being fed, but fine he's playing along for the time being. ]}

But we can also get it on the station by offering to do work. Am I right? Which, by the way, just seems like it's adding insult to injury.

So aside from my making a cardboard sign and tacking it up in the space station, I'll set it out here too - I'm generally good with technology and fixing things in general, so if you ever need anything fixed I'm more than happy to get whatever it is you need running again for a fair price.

And if anyone has a recommendation on someplace to get good, cheap clothes on this station, I'd appreciate it. And real food.

_{[ He can only live so long between his uniform and the gray jumpsuit and replicated food items. That buffet on the Blue Fish ruined him to early. There are limits. ]}

[ Action ]

_{[ As he said, he made his way down to the space station to see if he can drum up some business and start earning some cash. He hates being a free loader or being put on charity - he just hates being non-useful in general and he's terrible at sitting around and doing nothing. Besides, job hunting might also come with info hunting, so it's two birds with one stone in a sense. So off to find a job and some food that hasn't been replicated. It never tasted the same, no matter how much the product might say otherwise.

One really should not be surprised to see him chatting someone up, male, female, green, tailed, scaled ,or otherwise. It might be equally common for him to be getting slapped, and there's about a 65% chance of catching him in the midst of a bar fight if you find him later in the evening, or leaving in the company of someone. He did mention he had a reputation to keep up, and everyone needed some outlet for dealing with their situation. This was his.

He will try not to look to chagrinned making his way back to the ships come the morning though... ]

_{[ ooc: feel free to hit him up anywhere on the station as he will literally be going around every inch of it. And by all means, be the one being hit on, or just interrupt his night/morning because he's made poor life choices somewhere along the way! ]}}

theoniongirl

Who: Blue Fish crew and visitors
Broadcast: Maybe some accidental, but not overall
Action: The Blue Fish kitchen
When: All Day, Feb. 7

( A banquet of planning )

[Between the combined forces of Jilly and Beverly, the two "cooks" for the Blue Fish will be setting out food all day as a bit of a much needed holiday for their crew (and any visitors who stop by). Volunteer as a taste-tester, grab food on the run, help clean dishes between baking bouts, or simply sit and relax with your crew mates. Food therapy is a go.]

kuramaless

Who: Uzumaki Naruto & All the people.
Broadcast: Open Network Post
Action: The Hospitality Deck, and maybe the poor unsuspecting people of SS Huntress. (????)
When: 6th February

[Waking up in a place he didn't recognise, but knew instantly was nowhere like back home was unfortunately, a familiar feeling.

Waking up without his right arm, also, happened not to be an unfamiliar sensation. The fact that it had been healed, and all of his clothes repaired however, was as new for him as it was pleasant.

Naruto's understanding of the importance of his communicator, and surprisingly - the way it worked hadn't concerned him in the slightest, but it's several hours after his arrival on board the hospitality deck that he finally chooses to direct his attention to it. Fed, watered, and as clued up on what was going on as he could ever be without someone to direct his questions at left him here.

As soon as he starts recording his transmission, he gets right to the point. There's no familiar smile on his face, in fact - he looks bored. Fed up, probably. Their fight had ended, things were supposed to be getting better but now he's here.]

Know there's gotta be someone out there who can tell me what's up. Ain't Adstring, and it ain't Asgard. Who's controllin' everything? Who do we have t'fight this time? Why's it dark out. A guy called Madara didn't try an' steal the moon or something, right?

thespaceopera

[The bunks are filling up, but the new faces just keep appearing!

Are you a travel-weary passenger having trouble keeping your crew roster straight? Perhaps you are a fresh new recruit, finding themselves dumped into a new (and much less shiny) home. Or, maybe you've been around for a little bit and just haven't bothered meeting the other weirdos on this ship yet--what is their problem, anyway?

Well, this is the place for you!

All new passengers from the last few Shuffles, especially those who haven't met their crews yet, are welcome to post starter-comments here to invite those living on and visiting your ship to come and interact. Newbies could be just arriving on the ship, busying around where others can find them, or you can offering multiple options for interaction--however you'd like to set up your thread is fine. Just make sure to include the name of your ship in the header, so your crewmates can easily find you!

Everyone else-- go meet those newbies! Whether they are new to your own crew, or on ships you frequently visit, now is a great time to bump into them.]

eyeforaneye

Who: Uchiha Sasuke+YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Huntress
When: Jan. 31

A few things.

There are a good number of fighters here or people otherwise trained in combat. I'm interested in observing people's abilities or training, or at least discussing what they can do. Spars could also be arranged if you want some exercise.

Secondly, I'll take recommendations for good literature available around here.

Finally, if you know how to knit or crochet then I'll offer you up to ten credits to watch you create something.

[ Yeah, this isn't weird. For anyone interested in action he'll be holed up in his room on the Huntress! ]

ishere

Who: Tadashi Hamada & everyone!
Broadcast: Fleet-wide.
Action: Probably somewhere on the Bishop!
When: Today.

[ the video is brief, but tadashi's smile seems earnest and cheerful. ]

Hey, guys. Just a quick check-in: is everyone good with money? We've had a lot of new faces show up recently, and I feel like it could be tough spending your couple of days here broke on a space station this size. So, uh - welcome, I guess!

[ whoops. he's not trying to be awkward, just friendly. :') ]

I'm Tadashi, on the Bishop, and if you think you need help, let me know and I'll see what I can do, alright?

beardstrokes

Who: Obi-Wan Kenobi
Broadcast: Text
Action: Iskaulit
When: Jan 30th

A: TEXT

I think it's time I retire from teaching for a while.

I don't suppose anyone knows a decent way to pass the time?

B: ACTION

[ When Stefan announced the prayer room, a quiet place for meditation, Obi-Wan had been thrilled. While he enjoyed and cared for the Huntress, quiet is not something they are known for. After talking to Anakin, he knew he was in dire need of quiet and inner peace

He does not regret ( he can not regret )

And yet.

In a way he had envisioned as a child, it had always been Master and Padawan, together. Even when separate, they fought together, learned together, believed in each other. But Qui-Gon died all too soon, and for so long, Obi-Wan threw his hands up against tradition. When Yoda told him to be Anakin's master, he chose to be Anakin's friend. He did not caution against attachment, only warned where it might lead.

He breathes heavily, his legs folded on the mat. It's not working. The Force is still too quiet, too alien at this moment. It doesn't understand his sorrow.

Obi-Wan chuckles, opening his eyes and pushing his hair back. It should be used to that by now.

Looking down at his hands, he's quiet when he speaks. ]

Please help me.

save_the_souls

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

[For those who have been here awhile, it's a familiar feed. Allen's standing in behind a table in the lab, looking positive. Meanwhile Timcanpy sits behind him on a shelf, wearing a glowy stripe ribbon on his tail while he flaps his wings around- as if doing some sort of sign language interpretation for what Allen's saying]

Hello everyone! For those who don't know me, I'm Allen Walker, I'm one of the medics in the fleet. There seems to be a lot of new faces lately, so...either welcome aboard, or sorry you've been dragged into this- whatever you'd prefer.

[He clears his throat]

Anyway, just a couple quick announcements today! We'll be holding our bi-monthly blood drive the first weekend of February! The blood donated will be kept in case of medical emergencies that require a blood transfusion - in other words, using scientific methods to help someone whose lost a lot of blood. If you are interested in donating, we will pay you in money! In fact, we'll even pay you double the rate we usually pay since I know many of you are tight on funds.

So if you're interested and you're over the age of 16, please fill out the form attached to this video. [And what do you know, it's there] If you're interested in volunteering, please let me know. Vampires interested in volunteering will need to be able to have restraint around blood and will not be allowed to sample the blood.

This time, the drive will take place on the SS Paisley [Due to someone's psychotic sister making Blue Fish tightening up security], a thank you to Captain Alex and First Mate Stefan for the hospitality.

And of course, there will be cookies.

[Right, that out of the way]

Secondly, I'm sure everyone has noticed by now the crates that showed up in their cargo bay. My crewmate's scanner managed to detect they are gumballs inside that contain some unfamiliar substance. If there's anyone whose already opened their crate and would be willing to donate some of the cargo to our lab for us to study, we would be happy to give you money for it. [Though not nearly enough to cover the fee you'll get for breaking it open. Suckahs] Thank you.

That's all I have for today. Thank you and have a wonderful day! [He gives a wave, then cuts the feed]

[OOC: As always, the blood drive will be handwaved!]

seasidelove

Who: Nagisa Motomiya and you!?
Broadcast: fleetwide video!
Action: Marsiva, skipping around and exploring the hospitality deck.
When: Now!

[When she first wakes up, it's with a start—there's a yelp when she realizes that she's not where she should be, and she falls out of bed with a loud crash, followed by an "oww..." The backdrop is one that people might find familiar since it's the SS Marsiva, and she just seems concerned and confused.]

It hurts... what's going on!? I don't remember anything like this...

[Wait, memories. She does a mental check, only to sigh with relief. She definitely!! Still remembers everything!! She pulls herself up, dusting off her dress and straightening the bow in her hair, before she realizes that something's being broadcast. The feeling of the camera being focused on you is something familiar when you're an idol, after all! She takes a shot in the dark then, hoping that someone can hear her or something, because this is super confusing and she's not even sure who could be there.]

Uhm! Hello! Is anyone there? Could someone tell me what's going on? My name is Nagisa Motomiya, and it's really nice to meet whoever you are, if you can see or hear me. I'd really appreciate anything you can tell me. So, please!

[And of course, for those aboard the Marsiva, she can be found wandering the hospitality deck as she tries to sort out her way around. If she runs into you, she'll give a friendly wave and say hello.]

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March Mingle Madness (aka SURPRISE it's another mingle)

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