save_the_souls: (well then)
[personal profile] save_the_souls
Who: Allen Walker
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS Blue Fish
When: Today

[Those who have been in the fleet awhile may recognize the set up of this broadcast. Allen stands behind a table in his clinic, ready to address the camera. Timcanpy sits in the background on a shelf, this time wearing a little fake mohawk. Allen's smile is as pleasant as anyone about to give a very rehearsed PSA, and the tone matches.]

Hello everyone! For those who don't know me, I'm Allen Walker, I'm one of the medics aboard the SS Blue Fish. I just have a couple announcements for today!

We'll be holding our bimonthly blood drive this weekend. The blood donated is kept for medical emergencies that require blood transfusions. In other words, we use scientific methods to help someone whose lost a lot of blood. If you donate, we'll gladly pay you!

If you're interested and are 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 and similar beings need to be able to have restraint around blood and will not be allowed to sample the blood. The blood drive will be held on the SS Blue Fish, as usual.

And as always, there will be cookies to anyone who volunteers or donates!

Secondly, you're probably all aware by now that the popular past time in this system revolves rock music. Rock music is very good and can be very entertaining, but please keep in mind safety precautions when you are, um, rocking out. As in, remember to wear ear plugs if you're going to a loud concert or performing, don't wear any clothing that might be a safety hazard, and no matter how "metal" you think it look, do not set any instruments in use on fire.

That's all I have for today. I hope you have a good day, and um, rock on!

[He gives the "rock on" hand gesture, before waving to the camera with a grin, and then the feed cuts out]

[OOC: As usual, the blood drive will be handwaved! Thanks everyone!]
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[personal profile] castrationfist
Who: A ~mysterious anonymous text post~ and you!
Broadcast: Anonymous text
Action: The Vanquish, if you can figure her out.
When: Now!

[Caster's bored, and she hasn't started a war in a while, so at some point when no one's looking too hard, an anonymous text post appears on the network:]

Which are cuter, cats or dogs?
vouched: (02)
[personal profile] vouched
Who: Lance Hunter and yourself, should you choose to engage!
Broadcast: yes
Action: Marsiva
When: no time like the present!

[ the comm seems to be haphazardly leaning against something, and the image you get is crooked. a sleeping man, who almost instantly awakes with a start. no scream, mercifully, he's quite over screamer videos, and besides, it wouldn't really be that surprising under the circumstances, now, would it? his eyes dart around the room, his feet flying off the cot and touching the ground. the moment he speaks, his accent undeniably and unapologetically identifies him as an englishman. ]

Not again - [ he groans, looking around him. the first time he was knocked out and kidnapped happened because he was foolish, he trusted a friend when clearly he had overestimated the bond, bloody spies, he's had his fill of bloody spies. but this time - he has no idea what happened. one minute, he's in a pod, sailing to freedom and the next - he's in this bed. he must not have deactivated something. do they have a blasted tracker beam on these things? so paranoid! ] Oi, @therealshield, you forgot to paint your eagle - I'm gonna have to deduct your merits - [ no answer. the room really doesn't seem like anywhere his previous captors kept him in, and that's rarely a coincidence. he gets up, and the comm seems to slip off whatever it was leaning against and end up in a new position, one that shows the back of the man, as he walks towards a window. ] ...you have got to be joking.

[ and a moment later ] Bloody aliens!

[ the man comes in and out of the frame, as he's clearly examining his surroundings, before he heads back to check on what he's got by his cot, and notices the comm. picking it up, you now get a close up of his face - ] Little red light - you're either going to explode or - [ that sure looks like a camera, doesn't it? he holds it directly in front of his face. ]

Take me to your leader.

Video

Apr. 14th, 2017 10:55 pm
alwayscomeback: (Should have been a father to your mother)
[personal profile] alwayscomeback
Who: Sokka, maybe some Maglor, and you!!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Iskaulit
When: Backdated a couple days ago - before the new planet mingle

[The feed opens up to one of the larger, empty rooms in the Iskaulit. There's a few boxes stacked around, but otherwise the room is starkly empty. Sokka grins, raising his arms in the middle of the room. In the background, Maglor seems to be moving stuff out of boxes.]

So, hey guys! Me and Maglor have decided it'd be a great idea to build a forge on the Iskaulit. So many people don't have a clue what they're doing with guns, we figured giving them a chance to have weapons more suited to their time period might help them out a little.

Plus, you know, Atroma can suck it with taking our weapons away from us. We'll just make new ones.

ANYhoo, it's obviously gonna be a while before it gets set up, but anyone willing to come help build it, or gather materials, that kind of thing would be really appreciated. We'll put your names on a little plaque or something. Hopefully, we'll get something awesome out of this.
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[personal profile] thespaceopera
Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Possibly!
Action: April System
When: Month of April!


[Welcome to the Belt, a huge asteroid belt that's been terraformed for life. Here you can explore the different asteroids, become a rock star, race on some ATVs, enjoy not being underwater.

In other words, it's a mingle! Get in everyone!

> System Info ]
choseviolence: (012 [wine])
[personal profile] choseviolence
Who: Cersei & OPEN!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: onboard the Bishop
When: anytime. Witness the catchup post!

[Cersei isn't aware she's being filmed... this whole video thing is still new to her, though she's fairly certain she's figured out the ins and outs of it. She's been quiet, withdrawn; an unusual state for a Lannister. Mostly because she's seen Jaime on the videos and hasn't quite been able to bring herself to contacting him first. At the end of the day, Cersei is a Lannister and she certainly knows how to sulk with the best of them. Consequently, she's pulling one of her classic 'you didn't come to find me immediately, so now you're too late, figure out how to make it up to me without going off to Dorne' sulks.

She, of course, missed the one where he asked about her, naturally. Because when have things ever been easy when it came to Cersei Lannister?

Count your blessings, Jaime, that she's been too engrossed in her work this eve to notice the spectacle you've made of yourself.

No, she has been caught up in her own little world, carefully stretching her fingers as Captain. Things have run smoothly, so far, and there's a tiny part of her--okay, an exceedingly large part--that wishes there was some way to send this knowledge back to her long-dead father. Just so he can roll in his grave.

There's a different reason, however, as to why she's stayed withdrawn and the image shifts slightly to show the work in her hand. She's given up on her longer, flowy dresses and has taken to wearing the clothes of the day. Pants are still an interesting point of order, however. However, there's one thing she cannot abide and that is not having a Lannister lion adorning her clothing. So she has been working for the past few weeks, emblazoning the lion on the back of one of her jackets.

Yes, her. Stitching. You heard me.

She's not completely incompetent when it comes to the finer arts, even if she's always had her clothes made for her. She is, however, a lady and still remembers certain stitches from her youth. It may not be perfect but the smile on her face as she runs her fingers over the red and yellow is beatific.]
onehandwonder: (hmph)
[personal profile] onehandwonder
Who: Jaime Lannister
Broadcast: video, fleetwide
Action: onboard the Iskaulit
When: after boozing it up with Theon

[The feed begins with a jumpy view of the floor, then the ceiling, then maybe a wall, part of a face, a toilet, and finally, ah yes, there we go, the handsome, grinning face of Jaime Lannister. Broadcasting from the men's room.]

Good evening, Everyone.

[It's such a warm greeting, accompanied by such a genuine smile, that really, anyone who knows him at all should be suspicious.]

I want to show you something.

[Don't panic. It's not what you think. After another dizzying whirl of fixtures, the camera finally focuses on the wall, where a message has been written:

Jaime Lannister sleeps with his sister

and immediately below that, smaller and in a different hand:

and he shits gold]


You see, someone's written a story about me.

[The camera pans back to his face. Sort of. He's not doing a great job of framing his shot.]

And I want you all to know... that it's absolutely true.

[There's another flash of scenery... a loud clatter... a muffled curse... a good, long look at the ceiling... and finally, darkness.

He was going to say more, but fuck it. He's got to piss.]
evervigilante: (Is this how its gonna be)
[personal profile] evervigilante
Who: Yuri Lowell + You
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS Bishop
When: RIGHT NOW

I've been feeling a little left out with all you guys getting presents and fun rumors. Which is why I thought I'd add some of my own. Ahem.

[ Yuri dramatically clears his throat. ]

"Yuri's hair is insured for 1000 gald"

"Yuri blew up a casino once."

"Yuri's secret power is talking to bunnies."

"Yuri wore a bikini once. And won a swimsuit competition."

That should cover it. I guess now I have to do the requisite log off and hiding in my room in shame.

If you want to visit, I'm at the Bishop. I'm in the mood for crepes.

[Video]

Apr. 8th, 2017 11:23 pm
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[personal profile] padadin
Who: Shiro and you
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: SS Blameless
When: Saturday morning

[For the general public and the Blameless crew, this isn't going to be a surprise, but Shiro is awake pretty damn early. Well, at least for whatever counts as "early" in space. The feed starts at crazy o'clock with Shiro in the seating area, a warm cup of tea in his hands, an open crate next to him and a soft smile on his lips.

What is he smiling at? The plushies on the table. Five lions of different colors and sizes, standing in a very specific order, even if most people probably won't get it and will think the line should be organized by size. And next to the lions, two small plushies: the cutest mice.]


I kept hearing horror stories about these "drops", but this isn't so bad. I like them. Thanks to whoever send them. [Being nice to the public for the sake of his crew's ratings? You betcha. He takes a sip of his tea before asking to the camera.] Hey, Keith, how many red ones do you want?

[Yeah, it's not a matter of if, bro is getting at least one. An idea hits Shiro then and he puts his cup down to start moving the lions around to make a pile, and it will look even weirder this time, because the big black one doesn't go to the bottom. No, he puts the blue and the yellow ones next to each other, then the red one on top of the blue one, green goes on yellow, and on top goes black...

But Shiro pauses, frowning, when he notices a post-it note stuck to the lion's belly. He doesn't read it aloud, but text appears on the screen as his eyes skim it.]


Shiro gets nightmares if he doesn't sleep with his lion.

[Shiro tenses, obviously not liking the note at all, because yeah, half of it is true. And it's hitting him right now that some strangers out there know. Just like that, the feed is turned off - well, the video feed at least. Because Shiro keeps reading the messages afterwards, so of course they keep appearing on the screen, one for each plushie.]

Shiro isn't his real name.
Shiro burns water.
Shiro and Keith haven't reached third base.
Shiro sinks even in small lakes.
Shiro can't grow a worthy mustache.
Shiro's white bangs are a clip-in.
briste: (aos219_051)
[personal profile] briste
Who: Crew of the Bishop and guests!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Aboard the Bishop
When: April!

[ Welcome new folks to the ship. Hang out with the crew. Invite your friends over. Mingle! It's what we're here for! ]

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