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Who: Tadashi Hamada and everyone!
Broadcast: Fleet-wide.
Action: On Marsiva.
When: 3/10-3/14

[ it's probably unfortunate that the network is left open and broadcasting, because tadashi awakes with a jolt and a gasp and sits up fast in his bunk on the marsiva. he isn't sure where he is, but he knows this wasn't where he was, and it's clear there's some mental scrambling going on as he desperately tries to slot in place the very few pieces of the puzzle he has. ]

Professor Callaghan?

[ had something happened? was this the hospital? ]

Hiro? Guys - what's going on?

[ ACTION: ]

[ and until the shuffle, tadashi will be found... pretty much investigating everything he can about the marsiva. he might not have an engineer augment, but he still finds it all pretty ridiculously fascinating. if he's not too absorbed into whatever he's doing, he's equally likely to flag any friendly-looking faces down.

might as well get to know his fellow... space... travelers, right? (wow, that was gonna take some getting used to.) ]

catamite

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Sure!
Action: The wonderful world of Mor, nearby way-stations, and ships!
When: The first week or so of arrival

[this is it-- Atroma's surprise vacation stay for you all! it's time to explore, speculate, relax, and totally behave yourselves. right?

how are you all dealing with the ever-so-educational volcano? have you played around with the visual toggle on those collars yet? aren't they cool? aren't these peasant clothes rad? if you haven't had a decent meal since Abeo, maybe you could afford some of that authentic farm-raised meat they have here. historical!

I bet you're all excited and completely thrilled to be here! who wouldn't be? ...so, make some discoveries, make some friends, and have fun!]

forsometimenow

Who: Jennifer Keller
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Now

[The woman on the broadcast is smiling contentedly and seems reluctant to wake up. She murmurs happily and turns over on her bunk, obviously in the midst of a pleasant dream, or relishing a happy memory.

Then her eyes snap open, and she slowly turns... takes in her surroundings... and a few realizations hit. 1. This isn't Atlantis. 2. This also isn't San Francisco. 3. Nobody else is here- Rodney, John, Teyla, Ronon, Carson... not even Mr. Woolsey or Amelia.]

... oh. Oh, crap. Don't tell me the wormhole drive did this... [That's more to herself than anyone else, because she doesn't yet realize she's being watched. Heedless, she scrambles to stand upright, touching an earpiece on her right ear to activate a radio, and a brief burst of static can be heard.]

Dr. McKay, this is Dr. Keller. Please come in. [Tap. Tap.] Rodney? Are you there? [Tap. Nothing. Okay, try not to panic.] Colonel Sheppard, this is Dr. Keller, come in. Mr. Woolsey? Teyla? If anyone on Atlantis can hear me, please respond... [Nothing again. She looks down at herself, finally finding the little communicator clipped to her jacket pocket. OK, that definitely wasn't there before. She lifts it up to her face, examining it curiously, poking at the screen.] OK, can anybody hear me at all?

principality

Who: Aziraphale
Broadcast: Fleet-wide!
Action: SS Caprine, the personnel officer's office!
When: 3/6, evening/night

[Aziraphale has been busy. He has a small room, with a tattered tartan sofa and piles of books in view behind him, overflowing from a small bookcase and shelves on the wall.

He waves. He's getting good at this being on TV stuff!]

Good evening! This is apparently my office!

[He swings the camera around, showing off a matching overstuffed tartan armchair that is absolutely hideous. He camera turns back to him.]

...er. which is to say...I am officially open for business! No, not the books, those are mine. Er...I was going to offer my services as a professional guide, of sorts. You come to me, I listen, and I give advice. My inbox is always open, as is my office. I, er, keep odd hours...

...regardless! Should you ever need someone to lend an ear, do consider that I am here. Thank you, dears.

Current Music: DC Talk - Between You and Me

ladiesss

Who: Krista Kingsley
Broadcast: Video, to the whole network!
Action: Bishop, if applicable...
When: Right now!

[your resident jaded teenage goth is looking particularly cheery today! soft-spoken as usual, but pretty excited about something! she's holding up her communicator so that everyone can see the inside of her personal office--the only perk of being a Personnel Officer.]

Hey guys! So, Chris just gave me the best idea... I know that some of us are already stocking up on as many books as we can get our hands on while we're near civilization, and I've already got like, three people I'm going to end up swapping reading with, but what about this.

[she swings around to show the desk and couch, showing the space.] I've got this room, right? Part of whatever my augment's got going on... I could turn it into a library! You guys can shuttle books over to the Bishop when you're done reading them, and then anyone can check them out.

[she starts listing things off on her fingers...] I can catalog them, sort them by topic, make a system so we know which books are going where... Maybe keep stuff like blueprints and maps, too, so that it can be accessed from one place. Oh! And I was thinking of making physical copies of all the network entries and stuff that's stored in the ship computers, in case, I don't know, the network becomes irreversibly corrupted and we need to look up old shit.

[she's so excited. she's so excited. it's probably boring archival work, but she looks like a kid in a candy store.]

In the reverse, if someone out there can make me some kind of a scanner, maybe we can create digital copies of all these books, so I could just send them out to the ship computers if there's a request. Like, someone could just say, hey, do you have anything about giant space wasps? And I'd be like, bam, files sent. That'd be so cool.

aberrant_type

Who: Zoe Hange
Broadcast: Yes, fleetwide video
Action: If you're on the Red Fish
When: 2/16 early afternoon

[Tap-tap-tappity goes Hange's finger on the mic, and the speakers pop-pop-pop in response. There's a moment's pause, and then Hange flicks the setting from audio to video and grins at the camera.]

Good afternoon, everyone! New arrivals and parties being planned, I see everyone's keeping busy. Good, good! The fastest way to get bored is to give yourself nothing to do!

Speaking of that - I've been working on a little something I'd like to rope the whole fleet into, if ships are willing! It'd be to the benefit of all of us, hopefully, and I think it would boost morale around here too. We aren't meant to be crammed in these cans with no sky and no trees around. So!

[Up pop some drawings, in front of the screen. It looks like a vertical setup of... troughs? Deep troughs with some other stuff thrown in there. Hange's voice continues cheerfully from behind her papers.]

What I'd like to do is get us microfarming! I took as many samples as I could from that forest, so we have some stock to start with. I'm looking especially at producing edible plants and those with medicinal purposes! Vertical arrangement would be more space-efficient then horizontal. I'm hoping to start things off on the Red Fish, and if we see success, build similar setups in the ships of those who are interested! One of our young engineers seems confident he can set us up with growlights, so that'd mitigate the lack of sunlight we see on these ships. And I know we have some people around who are excellent at working with plants!

[She drops the papers, grins sunnily at the camera again.]

Of course, they'd require tending to. That's why I'm broaching the idea to everyone!

( private to Kaneis; )

( private to Hiro; )

alwayscomeback

Who: Sokka and YOU!!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blue Fish
When: Today

[Okay, so the date's wrong, but Sokka in his hyperactive state didn't pay much attention to the details anyway. What was important to him, was that there was a celebration honouring the one you loved and that needed to be addressed.

So, he waves excitedly at the camera, trying to focus it on...an odd 'statue' in the cargo bay of the Blue Fish. He'd considered putting it together on one of the moons, but that would have just been weird, so in the ship he went. It doesn't really look like anything, except for a weird blob made of of bits of melted metal. For some reason, it's holding a fan.]

HEY GUYS!!! I know that Vahl-in-tynes thing is ...soon? Soon! So I made this statue for the lady of my heart, Suki!

[It doesn't look like a lady. It doesn't even look human.]

So Suki is a pretty awesome gal. She kicks butt all the time, and usually does it with just a fan, isn't that amazing? She's part of this all girls warrior group and she could kick all your butts with her hands tied behind her back. AND she's beautiful and smart to boot!

[He winks at the camera] Baby, I know you can't see this, but I miss you and I really hope you're okay, I'll be back before you know it.

hellofist

Who: Cassandra Cain
Broadcast: video
Action: marsiva
When: 2/10

[All things considered, Cass is taking this weird as fuck field trip pretty well. She had learned that people could go up into space, and the very basics of what space is. It's been something that fascinated her from an early age and now, any misgivings about how safe it may or may not be are overwritten by how exciting this is.

She's standing up against a window with both hands on it, peering out into the vastness of space with an expression that can only be called wonder on her face.

She's also wearing a skin tight batsuit as she does this, like it's totally normal to walk around in something like that. The cowl is off though. Who needs secret identities when you've already been kidnapped?]

Always liked the stars. I know some... of the pictures they make. The bear, and the spoon. [Otherwise known as Ursa Major and, you know, the Big Dipper. For people keeping track.] Never thought I'd... be this close, though. It's cool.

Oh, uh. I'm Batgirl. Or just Cass. Both are fine. [And then she waves. Like you do.] Hi.

parricida

[Hey, it's Garak! Looking, admittedly, not quite his best-- his hair is tremendously mussed, sticking up a little and far too long, and is that blood smeared on his neck? No. That can't be-- that's probably not blood. Probably not.

Anyway. It's Garak, sitting in his ship, smiling at the camera.]

Now. Despite our recent opportunities on these three moons, some rather lovely ladies have reminded me that one can't always have the clothes one wants. And with some new fabric in my possession, I thought I too might offer my services to the fleet.

I'm a tailor by trade-- a very good tailor, in fact. If you, like myself, are getting rather tired of Floot Loops clothes, send me a message, and I may be able to help you.

theboogieman

Who: Zhas
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Red Fish if applicable
When: Now!

[things are maybe starting to get a little weird around the fleet... and this sudden message broadcast over the network is no exception.]

something is going on with the augments. crackling noise? potential malfunction not sure what's being effected right now but it's really annoying unknown if harmful but causing problems with behaviora

[the text just stops there. the video turns on!]

Ugh.

[there's a really scary-looking guy in a full face of skull makeup looking down at the controls--oh, wait, no. he's gone. the video turns off. the voice clicks on.]

...Ugh.

[the voice clicks off. the text resumes.]

compulsions may be becoming a problem. pretend that didn't happen. or not. i don't know.

aberrant_type

Who: Red Fish Crew
Broadcast: may...be...?
Action: On the Red Fish
When: After leaving January's planet

[An exciting planet, now left behind! An old friend departed and now returned! What exciting new developments will be in store for the intrepid crew of the SS Red Fish this month?

Tune in to find out!]

detectivewonder

Who: Crew of the First Breath & Visitors!
Broadcast: Video: First Breath/ Open To The Fleet!
Action: On the First Breath!
When: Right after the shuffle.

[First Breath Only]

This is your captain speaking. Apparently. I'll try not to give any orders you don't want to follow - key to a good commander, right?

We should establish a chain of command. Talk about goals. And maybe see if we can manage fancy uniforms as a ratings stunt.

[Fleetwide]

So. How seriously am I supposed to take my new rank?

everydayhero

Who: Hiro and EVERYONE
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: SS Bishop
When: 1/31

[The video starts in on Hiro, who is reclined as far as the console chair will go. His feet are likely somewhere they should not be, holding him in the position. The comm is on top of his knees, recording him playing with an ostrich bobblehead.

[After a moment, he grins at the comm, and begins his little speech.]

Good--[a quick glance at the console]--afternoon, space cadets. Engineer Hiro Hamada, reporting for duty on the SS Bishop.

Gotta say, I'm not exactly thrilled to be here, but hey. I don't get a choice, right?

[He takes in a deep breath, looking around the deck of the ship. He lets his cheeks puff up with the air, slowly deflating as his lungs empty.]

I hope the crew here doesn't mind some remodeling. This place could use some work.

thespaceopera

[crackleCRACKLE... and whatever scraps of haunting, poignant music might have remained amongst the broadcasting signals breaks apart completely. and it is replaced by a jolly jingle of music that hasn't been heard in a while.

it is that nebulous time between the last planet's range and whatever might lie ahead, and Atroma can reach you again. aren't you glad? haven't you missed it?]

Oh, our hearts! [the woman's voice is overflowing with joy today, coming in crystal-clear.]

Our hearts, our hearts! Our poor, delicate hearts!

You've really outdone yourselves this time, dear passengers. Between the dramas that have unfurled upon the forest paths, to the heartfelt encounters this past week, you've had us all on the edge of our seats!

[cheering in the background. warm, cartoonish cheering. it's still odd and distant though, barely filtering through.]

I highly suggest that you all visit your local Personnel officers. They are there to comfort and guide you in these trying times. Everyone needs someone to lean on, a shoulder to cry on, don't they?

[she takes a deep, satisfied breath, shuffles some papers.]

As for the Shuffle this week... my, there was quite a problem with the signals this month, wasn't there? Let's not dwell on old news by covering everything we've missed, though-- people have come and gone, the Fleet continues to drift.

This week, however... one face has left our ranks and five have arrived to fill the gap! The SS First Breath is once more full of life, with Captain Drake proudly at the helm! And it looks like the SS Bloodsport has a new First Mate stepping up to help guide the crew. How very noble.

[she claps her hands together--or something else causes a sharp pop of sound.]

You are all doing wonderfully! Ratings are at an all-time high! And next week... there will be interviews, so make sure that you show up dressed in your best!

Keep up the good work. The worlds are watching!

ooc: everyone in the fleet will find that they'd gotten a significant boost to earnings this week... and anyone in various forms of emotional distress will find that they're earning much more for a few days. Atroma is proud of you all!

February's information will be up in the next day or so... because the mods are both sick and working slowly. in the meantime, the fleet is coasting through no-man's land, where there are only stations styled like January's within range.

→ Shuffle ooc post

hopefullyyours

Who: Nagito Komaeda and anybody else
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: On the Marsiva
When: 1/30

[Komaeda shows the stars before himself, arranging his bad arm one last time to make certain nothing is showing. It's a wasted effort- his hand is already tightly bundled up under multiple layers of bandage and clothing. He switches the view so he's fully visible.]

Hello, hello! What an interesting setting we're in now. I don't suppose Monokuma has given us any announcements to explain why it looks like we're in space?

[He smiles, eyebrows quirking up. It's an expression that seems to beg forgiveness, though there's a shadow of another expression, a colder one, behind his eyes. The combination of those two layered expressions reads as contempt, but is it just that?] And, goodness my, but it's quiet here. Have I been locked up again? In punishment? I promise you all, I did what I did in order to further you-

... To further hope.

proteusmoon

Who: Cecil Harvey and you
Broadcast: Fleet wide video
Action: Marsiva
When: 1/29

[ There is little more jarring than being suddenly snatched from your home, dropped into a new potentially highly dangerous universe with a bunch of strangers, going to sleep one night only to wake up a month later in a completely different place than you fell asleep.

Honestly, Cecil has no idea what she's been doing for the last month, but she likes to imagine she went home, even if she can't remember anything. Needless to say though, she's not happy to have been moved and her mood is making her feel pretty anti-social until she can clear her head. The sterile smell lingering on the Marsiva doesn't help much with that though.

It's a good thing Atroma clearly has other plans, right? The network panel nearest to her is broadcasting her little brooding session as she stares out a viewport at the stars, dressed in the red and ivory finery of her kingdom — mantle, crown, and all — completely still and silent, unaware her return is currently being announced regardless of how she feels about it. ]

detectivewonder

Who: Tim Drake AND YOU.
Broadcast: Fleetwide video & text stream.
Action: The Marsiva.
When: 1/29; evening.

[Tim has been pacing the deck, finding every corner, every computer console, working furiously to research whatever he can since the moment he woke up. Knowledge is a form of control; secrecy is another, and he has far too much of one and absolutely no guarantee of the second, and it makes him edgy. But once he's gotten a grip on the basic concept, delaying makes no sense.]

[The video broadcast reveals a young man - eighteen, give or take a few months - in a trim blue suit and red tie, dark hair neatly parted but still falling into his eyes, which are blue and unmistakably angry or tense no matter how well we modulates his tone and keeps it off the rest of his face, crisp and professional.]

Good... evening, I think, is the local time? Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne, Pilot Officer reporting for duty - or I will be soon, if I'm getting the right idea here. I wanted to reach out and touch base before I was assigned - get an idea of what the ships are like, who I might be serving with, how long everyone's been here. Anything you can tell me would be appreciated.

journeybroken

Who: Roxas
Broadcast: Fleet-wide, accidental.
Action: Deck of the Tourist
When: 1/24 - as the shuffle sets in

[The feed cuts in to the arrival fanfare. The feed watches a blond boy lay on the floor of the Tourist, covered in confetti, asleep with his face in the plate of celebratory pudding.

The fanfare does not wake him.

The pudding does not wake him.

Someone should probably wake him.]

birdsbirdsbirds

Who: Anyone! Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: On the FLOOT LOOP stations! Or the planet!
When: WHENEVER time is an illusion.

[you know the drill! this is a mingle for the stations floating around the bizarre forest planet, or the forest planet itself!

want to get away from the forest illusions? are you stopping for supplies? were you just really craving a bowl of Floot Loops for some reason? whether you are backdating for pre-planet shenanigans or just want to mess around, this is the post for you!]

aberrant_type

Who: HANGE!!! GArak, Coil and Zhas
Broadcast: none
Action: closed to Red Fish crew
When: sometime... when they're in range of the planet... after whenever the waystation mingle goes up...?

[She'll take a look at the spa later - after slowly going a little stir-crazy on the ship, Hange wouldn't close herself in another building (no matter how luxurious) by choice.

Now, just as she's been, she prowls and paces along the edge of the forest, looking in. She looks excited: her eyes wide, pupils dilated, grinning absentmindedly. The movement never quite stops. The whoops and cries of distant birds or other, more alien things; the smell of wet ground and the rustle of leaves... it's like home, just like home, just like being at home, all she needs is her 3DMG and her horse and her squad. If only.

Hange will head in soon. She's seen that path and - it could be a trap, but her nature is way too direct to pass up so courteous an invitation. Soon enough...]

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