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[personal profile] axi
Who: Kaname Buccaneer & YOU
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Yes! (Bloodsport or Iskaulit)
When: Sunday Aug 12, Mid-morning broadcast ; Throughout August for anything else

[The feed turns on to Kaname moving around her personnel office. A moment later, she grabs the comm and settles on the couch.]

Recent circumstances have me wondering, have the positions of captain and first mate come into play often here? I'm sure there have been circumstances before my arrival, so I'd like to hear about them.

[She sits back, thinking aloud.]

I think part of it is that the roles are very involved and crucial on the ships back home with several tiers of command. I knew my role and the roles of those around me as well as I could. [She smiles.] Not that the set up here isn't relaxing.

Sometimes I just think about the differences and how it would affect life here if it was more like that. [Sitting forward again, Kaname turns a little.] Maybe it wo--

[The sentence is cut off with a yell of surprise from her. Dropping to the floor with a clack, the comm spins, camera eventually stopping and focusing on what made her yell in the first place.]

((ooc; anything regarding the weird dog may also get replies from Zack! also please make up a scenario if you wanna do something else with her. this is meant as a catch all post as well.))

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Aug. 11th, 2018 12:54 am
moseyin: used with permission! (okay here's the plan)
[personal profile] moseyin
Anybody else miss having monsters around to beat the crap out of
Just somethin you can wail on until you stop feeling like you wana punch a wall

This is not a I want someone 2 fight post either Id just like stuff that deserves killing to b around to kill is all
mikangirl: (profile srsness)
[personal profile] mikangirl
Who: Nami and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Planetside
When: Post shuffle


Points:

1) I need a new full time bartender for the Space Bar.

2) The blood drive is run every two months and needs someone to oversee it, preferably with medical experience.

3) The GPS program that was created for use on the communicators now no longer has anyone left to implement it for new or interested passengers. I have some of the notes on it but I don't know technology.

If you can help with any of these leave a message.

[And then a few minutes later:]

Can someone please cover my shifts, I'm taking a week off

[Fuck this place.]

---------

[Nami is only briefly on the Bloodsport this morning, on a direct course between her own room and Sam's, hauling most of his leftover belongings into Captain's quarters.  Then she's in the cargo bay, hugging Biri.  No, stupid bird, you can't come with her.  This mist is not for you.

Then she's checking into a hotel planetside and doing her level best to get drunk, before giving thought to some reckless treasure hunting, because why not?

There is no announcement that Sam is no longer here.  She figures it's probably obvious.]

padadin: (Default)
[personal profile] padadin
Who: EVERYONE
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: Of course
When: 6/23 to 8/5.

[Welcome to the Yaugur System, where everyone will want to join the most important activity here:



KITE FLYING!

...what do you mean, there's something more important to do? Oh yeah, the mist. Sure, have fun with your despair hallucinations, I guess.]
mikangirl: (man hurry up)
[personal profile] mikangirl
 
Who: Bloodsport Crew and  Visitors!
Broadcast: Nah
Action: Bloodsport.  For some odd reason.
When: June

--------- 

[Worst-named ship in the fleet, I swear.  Unless one of you is about to turn murderous.  Please don't, you won't afford Nami's cleanup bill.]
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[personal profile] collegedropout
Who: Sam Winchester
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Now-ish!

[Man, he had the nicest dream. And yeah, he knows it's just a dream, because it's nice. That's literally the criteria the dude works with most nights. His brother and mother and Cas, they were all sitting in the bunker enjoying a movie, or something. He couldn't remember the movie exactly, but there were people who were definitely supposed to be dead there. And they had retired, and it was all good, and they were talking about fishing nearby where it's really abandoned —

When he peels his eyes open he feels like he has the biggest hangover of his life — and is more than a little uneasy (that dream didn't help), and before long he's shuffling through the halls of the Bloodsport like a full month of being missing didn't happen. He knows something's off for sure, but, um. He's also half-awake, hair askew and palm pressing into the socket of one eye to stave off a migraine.]


Man, where'd this even come from...

[Don't worry, it'll go away eventually. He'll just. Make some coffee. Yes.

He sits down with his cup of coffee and turns on his comm device, and nearly spits his drink on it.]


I've been out a month!?

[AW MAN, NOT LOST TIME AGAIN.

Sam Winchester and lost time, not buddies, thanks.

A little while later, after he catches up with his buddies:]


[VOICE.]

Hey, uh. So. I've been out a while. Sorry about that — It's been a hell of a... time... I guess. To be honest, I can't really say it feels like it's been that long. I might as well pick up right where I left off, though — right. Blood drives are at the Iskaulit; I'll be available throughout the next few days for that, if you're interested in donating blood.

You do have some paperwork to fill out, and I'm keeping the cut-off at 16, but for those who qualify, it can be a matter of life or death around here when things go crazy.

For anyone new, hey — I'm Sam Winchester, employee at The Space Bar. I also loan out books from my personal stash if you're feeling bored. If you're a new face to me, I'd love to learn more about you, especially what kind of earth or universe you're from. We all seem to have pretty interesting diverging paths at some point, even if the rest of our Earths match up pretty well.

... Like for example, imaginary friends are real in my world, and Snooki is a demon.

mikangirl: (iyaaaann so rich)
[personal profile] mikangirl
Who: Space Bar staff and special guests
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Space Bar!
When: One fine night after closing

[The Space Bar staff made good use of the ever-replenishing alcohol supply at their last stop, and Nami and Remy got around to discussing the idea of testing various experimental mixes to come up with new additions for the menu.  I mean, add to that Nami hasn't made a decision which one of the applicants should take the main bar job, so clearly the best idea is to shove them all into one place and ply them with alcohol while they talk to each other and work it out after that.

No, it's a good idea.  Shut up.

...okay.  It may just be a good excuse for a party.  Sue her.]



((ooc: this is a mingle!  It's open to job applicants and regulars who hold their liquor and their plus ones.  If you think that might mean you, you're more than welcome here!))

Autopilot

Apr. 15th, 2018 05:13 am
mikangirl: (hit me)
[personal profile] mikangirl
Who: Everyone
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Space Bar mostly, elsewhere if you like
When: Now

[She's put this off for weeks now in the vain hope that Fenris would suddenly turn back up one day, grumpy as usual.  Some people only vanish briefly, don't they?  But there's only so many double shifts she can pull, and while they've been welcome in the order of not thinking about various things (this place, all those deaths, her death, and oh Luceti, that's an interesting one) there comes a point where you both (a) have to acknowledge you're in denial and (b) fall asleep in the shuttle bay before you ever leave the Iskaulit. 

Damn you, Fenris.  It's not going to be the same without you.  This is your friend's bar.]

I guess it's that time of year again.  The Space Bar needs new staff!   I'm looking for someone with decent bartending experience or just someone who's really fast at learning.  Pay's good, so if you'd like an extra source of credits for work you choose to be doing, hit me up.  I'm also looking for one or two people who'd be willing to act as relief staff, because this place does a number on reliability at the best of times.

[Like when its proprietor vanishes completely for a month, that was fun.]


....

....also, tell me if you've found a favourite food or drink on this planet.  I'm restocking, it benefits everyone if I can have on hand what people enjoy the most.

[Catch her at the bar on shift.  Or catching a nap in inconvenient places.  Or just on the Bloodsport.  Wherever.]

mikangirl: (eh what can you do)
[personal profile] mikangirl
Who: Nami and you!
Broadcast: Yep
Action: Nariba Relia / Iskaulit
When: March 18th

A - Shopping!

[Yes, the place is disturbing. But she doesn't think the food is poisonous, and there's just too much variety here to pass up. Find Nami weaving her way in and out of the fresh produce shops, stuffing her backpack and a couple of baskets full of fresh fruit and vegetables to back up to the Bloodsport. Following in her wake is Biri, also known as a giant peacock duck hybrid chocobo wannabe, and she has no qualms about loading him up with her bags. She also raids the gardening stores when she finally comes across them of any seeds that look viable.]


B - Wavering!


[To make up for using Biri as a pack mule, she finds the nearest lake. It's probably a fair distance out of town, but other explorers might come upon the sight of a girl in a bikini flying across the water on what honestly looks to be a
jetski made out of a rowboat. It's going at least as fast as one, anyway.  Biri's out here, stretching his wings, a yellow blur of a bird keeping up as they tear around the lake.  It's all in the name of freedom and having fun and not thinking about things.

...is that bird giving off sparks?]


[Video]

[You could be forgiven for thinking Nami isn't taking this place seriously and instead treating it like a vacation spot.  Well, yes and no.  She has her reasons.]

So what do you think the chances are that this place was constructed as a beginning to colonize this planet, but then the people evacuated?   Something went wrong, or some disaster happened, or whoever was in charge of the money decided it just wasn't viable. 

I think the food is okay.  I'm going to take advantage and get us a lot more variety of fruit and vegetables growing in the gardens.  If you're up for a project and aren't too nervous about it, I'd appreciate some help.  Just as long as everything we grow doesn't taste like citrus, I guess. 

[She hopes.  Her favourite fruit is mikan, but that doesn't mean she wants everything to taste like mikan.]

...speaking of which, picked up some liquor for people willing to give it a try.  It also tastes a little like oranges, but it'll knock you for a six.  Best of both worlds.  Catch it at your local Space Bar.

--------

[Apart from the above options, you can also find her plotting out the beginnings of said vegetable garden, or serving at the Space Bar.  Or anywhere else you can think of.  Wild card me up.]

moseyin: (i sat alone)
[personal profile] moseyin
D o any of you ever wonder if your world would be better off without you
?

not like
dying or something back home, but. If you just never went back


axi: <user name="axi"> (you okay)
[personal profile] axi
Who: Kaname Buccaneer & Whomever
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Bloodsport / Iskaulit
When: Broadcast, 3/5 morning / Action, until the 9th

[March 5, Video/Text]

[This time the video is very brief. Kaname smiles at the camera with Q-Lulu positioned in front of it. She looks at the mercat and opens her mouth before suddenly stopping, smile leaving her face. There's another moment before she reaches over and turns off the feed, expression troubled.

A few minutes later, a text message appears.]


People have had strange things happen to them here, right? Sudden changes. How long do those usually last? [Another moment follows, then another question.] Has anything not gone back to normal?

[Bloodsport and Iskaulit, Until the 9th]

[Following that, for the rest of the week, Kaname will be going about her usual routines. However, anyone who runs into her may notice she more withdrawn and not singing at all. Running, dancing, working out, grabbing a bite, the singer is solo for all of these.]

⌖Shot #1

Feb. 25th, 2018 12:06 am
nomercyshot: (Percy 03)
[personal profile] nomercyshot
Who: Percy and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide (part A)
Action: You bet, part A on the Marsiva, part B on the Red Fish!
When: Part A=Sometime before the shuffle; Part B=After being shuffled!

{Part A: Marsiva || video}
[This isn't the first--nor, he suspects, the last--time that he's woken up in a strange place without his weapons, nor is it the first time he's woken up feeling odd and chilled. It's everything else that followed that's a new experience and for a couple days, he's just been on auto-pilot. He's still not home. This isn't Witchy Willows. He may never know if something horrible happened there to bring him to this plane of existence or it was merely another accident. And he knows so many new things that he never knew before but suddenly does now, and that's just blown his mind.

Now that he's on the other side of a bad panic attack, Percival straightens himself out, back very much to the window displaying the vastness of space so he doesn't have to see it, and turns on the communication device.]


What happened to Vax? Where is he?? Where is Escha, Goofy, Ru--everyone?? Where the hell are my guns? [With each question, his voice rises, growing angrier.] Someone is responsible for all this!


{Part B: Red Fish || action/etc}
[With bits of confetti still strewn across his shoulders and stuck in his hair, he takes a moment to gather his bearings and stare at the plate of what he hopes is something edible and not something akin to a Scanlan surprise.]

Hello?

[He waits for a moment, grabs the plate (it doesn't seem inedible to him), and starts to wander around. His expression bears a note of wide-eyed confusion as his eyes fall on everything.]

Hello? Is anyone around?
thespaceopera: (hello)
[personal profile] thespaceopera
Who: EVERYONE!!!
Broadcast: Possibly
Action: The Shinda BR-10 System
When: The fleet will be in this system from 1/26 to 2/23



Welcome to the Shinda system! There are three explorable planets here - Duotera, Ebrion, and Philias - each with its own current temperature state. Get out there and see the sights - but do please prepare for the extreme weather as necessary!

More system info is here!

video

Jan. 3rd, 2018 11:32 am
moseyin: (i can't help this awful energy)
[personal profile] moseyin
Who: Cloud Strife et al
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Selvin-9
When: Early January


[Video comes on, but instead of showing somebody’s face it’s pointed at a sign for a specifically popular snowboarding and skiing lodge on Selvin-9.] If anybody’s heading over here to snowboard or something, I put up some obstacles on the south slope, off the path, for more of a challenge. Here-

[The shot moves over to the snow, where a person-sized sloppy approximation of a chubby snow moogle sits.] These guys. And some giant icicles, thanks for the materia Aerith. Anyway if you’re up for it and you wanna get timed or something, I got prizes. Nothing cool but like hot chocolate tins and junk like that.

[Okay now Cloud’s walking so there is an unflattering angle of his face occasionally as he trucks through the snow to get his own snowboard.] -oh right, I wanted a general opinion on something. What’s, uh, what’s the best birthday gift you ever got? [Specifically a question for girls but he’s afraid he’ll be REALLY obvious if he says that.]
pain_train: (joy)
[personal profile] pain_train
Who: Wrath
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: In the cargo bay of the Heron
When:now!

[Cue an extremely excited Wrath, surrounded by absolute drifts of wrapping paper.]

Guys! Guys guys guys!

[She scrambles in the paper, whipping strips of it aside.]

Look! Holy fucking shit, look!

[It's a bunch of... parts. To some kind of machine? A bit mystifying unless you're really into motorcycles... or hovercycles, more precisely. But then she pulls up a set of handlebars, and whips more paper aside to show the smooth curve of a matte black, amored fender--which has PAIN TRAIN scrawled across it in crimson paint.]

It's my hovercycle!

[It's also in pieces.]

Um. Is there an engineer out there with some spare time? I can like... make you drinks or knit you a scarf or give you credits? I just need helping putting this together. I think everything is here? But I'm not really an engineer type person, so...
namisan: (Default)
[personal profile] namisan
Who: Bloodsport crew!
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: Bloodsport and visitors
When: December in general

[It's been a long couple months, but things seem to be quiet again.  More or less.  Varying repairs on the go, winding down, and the invasion of yet more FF7 characters.  Y'all have fun, now.]
thespaceopera: (dial tone)
[personal profile] thespaceopera
[ It's midday, or close enough to it that the sun is blazing red hot above the planet. Everything seems ordinary - for disturbing, red-tinted values of ordinary, anyway. But the normalcy doesn't last for long.

Without warning, an explosive sound shocks through the jungle. It doesn't come from any one central point, but rather several points, scattered throughout, strategically placed to the advantage of someone. And from those massive shocks rises a wave of missiles - large, fast, and apparently, freely flying. They're guided, and they've locked onto their target: any foreign ship that is currently within Lato'li's atmosphere.

There's no way to mistake it. They're headed right for the Fleet.

The first wave feels a bit sporadic - timings might be off, but the missiles are still deadly, and if they hit, they hit hard. Shields might withstand this wave, but ships without shields will take direct hits. The ability to stay airborn is very, very quickly lost.

The second wave is much more precise, expertly timed and executed by whomever is firing from below. Even smaller shuttles get caught in the crosshairs, and those ships that lasted through the first volley will take a few more shots. If shields saved you before, they will fail here, giving out under the strain.

And the third wave comes, a little bit longer after, to finish the job. There are more of them, and they are far more advanced - they make the previous two volleys look like warning shots. This time, it's all missiles launched, all targets acquired.

Seven Fleet ships - and many, many shuttles - fall out of the sky, headed straight for the surface at alarming speed. Only four ships manage to escape the assault and exit the planet's atmosphere, retreating to orbit as fast as possible. Those lucky enough to have been in orbit can only watch as all of this happens.

But the missiles aren't the only thing up their sleeve. Just when the dust settles, while the network is surely lighting up with activity, attempts to contact one another and check on the status of fellow ships and crew, A loud, quick, terrible screeching noise shocks the network. It drowns out all communications on any connected devices - ship or personal. Ships in orbit will see all on-board systems flicker, then fizzle out, all non-emergency systems have gone completely down.

And with that.. there's silence. Perhaps too much silence. No matter what you do, no matter which buttons you press, which channels you try, there is no connection. Those who have dropped to the surface are entirely radio silent, and those in orbit have been reduced to the barest of abilities and life-support, with the bare minimum of contact.

So... What can you do now? ]


(( ooc: Feel free to use this post as a mingle for all your crashy or missile-dodgy needs!

• The following ships have been shot down: Bishop, Bloodsport, Blue Fish, Goldstone, Heron, Tourist, Twin Roses.
• The following ships are now in orbit: Blameless, Caprine, First Breath, Huntress, Iskaulit, Red Fish, Starstruck, Vanquish, Wonderduck

Good luck, Dear Fleet...~ ♪ ))
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[personal profile] blindrecipe
Who: Ignis Scientia
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Ignis' room, First Breath
When: October 1st

Action - Ignis' Room, First Breath

[Falling asleep was easy. Exhaustion had played such a huge part of things when Ignis's head had touched his pillow that night after watching the meteor strike Lyuku. Waking up, on the other hand, is difficult. Everything feels stiff and he's not sure that he really wants to face it. Suddenly, he understands how Noctis has felt on more than one occasion.

A sound to his left catches his attention and he turns his head in that direction, pulling on the scar tissue around his left eye, nose and forehead.]


The Six take me... Gladio, is that you?

[No, this isn't Zegnatus. No bed in the dread fortress was this...comfortable isn't the world. Familiar. This bed is familiar, but not the bed he had in Insomnia. It takes a minute as he attempts to open his sightless eyes out of habit.]

Noct? Prompto?

Video

[Blind men can't see buttons to make it audio only, so take in his nifty scars. It seems the Atroma have taken his sunglasses.]

I feel I must apologize to anyone who has been worried about me since the excitement with the inhabitants of Lyuku. I appear to have gone back to Eos for a short period of time.

You may find me on the First Breath should you wish to talk in person.
namisan: (Default)
[personal profile] namisan
Who: Bloodsport crew
Broadcast: nope
Action: Guess where
When: 22nd onwards

[Even in the midst of this, we still have new crew shuffled in.  Nice to see the Atroma are all business as usual, right?  Welcoming Kaname to a pretty miserable ship, all things considered. :|]

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