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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'. ]

pyroelectric

Who: Crew of the SS Blameless and visitors.
Broadcast: Nope
Action: SS Blameless
When: March, or until we feel like a new one.

[It's a mingle! Get out of the car!

Unique ship notes for new crew and visitors: giant, unmissable scorch marks currently line the walls of several corridors leading from the cargo hold to the bridge!

Also, thanks to Kate, we now have a SWEARS AND ATTITUDES JAR displayed prominently in the kitchen. Whenever someone's being naughty instead of nice, they're compelled to deposit a few credits (or at least an iou) into the awaiting jar.

Also also, we are all still bunking together. HAVE FUN.]

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.]

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?

steeledskin

Who: Sansa Stark and YOU.
Broadcast: Fleetwide video.
Action: Come find her on the Blue Fish!
When: Today!

[ the first time nyssa al ghul misses their weekly appointment, sansa chalks it up to circumstance. something came up; she must be a busy woman, and cannot be in all places at all times. but then a second week goes by with no notice, and when sansa attempts to reach her on nyssa's frequency, all she gets is static. then, dead air.

it takes her a few days to talk herself into addressing the fleet at large, but reasons that should anything have happened to her friend -- well, someone ought to know. so a solemn-faced young woman with copper roots showing flickers onto the communications devices. ]

Nyssa al Ghul hasn't answered any messages -- not for some time, I don't think. [ she swallows. her mouth feels dry. like she can guess the reason already, but refuses to believe it. her words are suffused with worry and sadness. ] I-is she well? Has something happened to her? It might be the crew of the Red Fish have some knowledge of where she is. Please, has anyone spoken to her of late? Seen her?

[ today, she wears the gold bracelets and the intricate hair-pins nyssa once gifted to her. sansa tries to persuade herself she's not wearing them in memory of a lost friend. ]

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?

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.]

thespaceopera

[On today's episode of the Drift Fleet:

The cargo holds are full of mysterious crates! The crews are filling beyond capacity with new faces! Official alerts are informing the passengers that they are signed to contracts that they've never agreed to! They are docking at the dazzling FS Starlight, but are flat broke!

What are they going to do!? Stay tuned to find out!

...Meaning, this is a kickoff mingle for you all to enjoy the beginning of the latest plot setting. This is a convenient place to start threads relating to the first week of the event-- meeting new crewmembers, reacting to the mysterious cargo, arriving on the station and discovering that you're all broke, etc.

Tag around, start whatever you'd like, have fun. And, as always, feel free to make your own posts and mingles from here on in, as this will be the only mod-posted one for this event!]

tallasaking

Who: Tyrion Lannister
Broadcast: Private to the crew of the Blue Fish and First Breath
Action: Aboard First Breath
When: This morning

[As soon as the new arrivals flooded their proverbial gates, Tyrion had been watching every broadcast carefully. He only replied to one - the woman named Hawke deserved to know there were two bars, bless her heart. The rest he merely observed -- looking for his brother, his sister, his father -- any of them would result in the first broadcasted murder.

They all seemed relatively harmless. The ... two Castiels were a bit jarring. The woman named Azula, however --

He spent a very restless night trying to figure out what was it about the woman that bothered him. She was Zuko's sister, and Zuko seemed to be a fairly level-headed youth. Yet when she had spoken to Sansa and Bran?

His hand curled around a screwdriver like it was a knife.

So he put in a broadcast, carefully manipulating it so just the Blue Fish and his own crew could see it (well if the woman was dangerous he wasn't going to let his own people walk into a trap. That was just rude.)]

Good morning, Blue Fish. For those of you whom I have not been introduced to, or know from my old world, I am Tyrion Lannister. [He'll forgo the House Lannister nonsense.] You might know me as the Imp. I am wondering ... this Azula woman, Princess -- what precisely is wrong with her? There is something about her that makes my skin crawl and I simply wish to know if I am being paranoid or if she is an actual threat.

summerschild

Who: Blue Fishes (and visitors)
Broadcast: Nah
Action: SS Blue Fish
When: January 22nd and beyond

[We've seen Blendergate 2K16, and now it's time for... AZULAGATE. And all means of other shenanigans.]

honorbends

Who: Zuko [

honorbends]
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Blue Fish. It's best to just not.
When: Now.

Two questions.

1. What does it take to get an entire ship to yourself?

2. How do you shut this communicator off?

PS: If one more person texts, calls, or asks me about a blender, I am going to go through each and every ship and destroy each and every blender so we're all even.

[ how's that for a royal fucking decree

and then, four seconds later: ]

Someone read this to Toph, I'm going to sleep.

[ he will respond to all of your (probably stupid) responses when he wakes up. in about ten hours. ]

versusnurture

Who: Abigail & open!
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: None unless, you know. You wanna. She's on the Iskaulit I guess.
When: Right meow!

have you ever killed anyone? if you have, are you proud of that?

[It's a thoughtful kind of day.]

scrubscrub

Who: Anyone on the SS Huntress! Crew and visitors.
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Huntress
When: More of January! We got three new crew mates and it will be messy.

IT'S ANOTHER MINGLE FOR OUR EVER-EXPANDING SHIP.

Also, we need an update on how well Koala is doing at pinball.

~~God, help this ship.~~

ino

Who: Ino & you!
Broadcast: Yes, fleetwide
Action: Three Twins, if you want
When: Today!

[ The video feed opens with a very irritable-looking blonde. She pinches the bridge of her nose for a moment, summoning the will to not just scream at everyone over the network ... and then there's a very long-suffering sigh as she looks up at the camera. ]

All right. Fine. I shouldn't have to say this, but since apparently some of you have serious issues and don't understand how creepy and perverted you're being, I'm going to.

I'm sure most of you remember the media files we got after that whole episode with the Marsiva. If you don't, everyone had some files uploaded to the network that were ... things from their home world? Things they might like? I don't know, something like that.

Anyways, I don't know why people keep nosing around in my file, but whatever. You're curious, I get it, they're public files, whatever. But whoever started PASSING THE DAMN THING AROUND to strangers needs to find a hobby. And stop before you send it to an actual child's mailbox! It's inappropriate!

[ She huffs, her fists clenched at her sides after that little bit of ranting. ]

And for the record, no, I don't enjoy that piece of crap, someone from my world happened to write it, and I guess Atroma thought it would be funny to give it to me.

Just -- find something better to do with your time, all right? Don't make me hunt you down. [ Is there a way to do that? She has no idea, but she'll act like she does! ]

therewerefifty

Who: Makie and you guys
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: This evening

[Makie wakes feeling more relaxed and a lot clearer than she has in a long time. It's enough that, for a time, she just stays in bed. An odd bed, a very soft one. Given she'd spent a year sleeping on the floor-- and her last memories-- it's a luxury she indulges in.

She knows this is an unfamiliar place. She just doesn't care.

Eventually she pushes the coverlet back and stands, collects her shawl from the stand nearby and settles it across her shoulders. Her clothes are clean and in good repair. That's interesting. The shamisen is there and she picks it up, freezing for a moment as she registers the difference in weight. Notes it, dismisses it. She doesn't...need it here, does she?

It's not until she explores that she begins to feel the first confusion. This is not at all what she would have expected, alien and unfamiliar walls and machinery. Not only that, the more she exerts herself the more the heaviness in her lungs becomes more pronounced, and eventually she sinks into a nearby chair to get her breath back. She's better than she was by far, but she's still sick. She shouldn't still be sick. Surely.

All right, then.

After a while, unnerved by the silence and emptiness of the place, she begins playing her shamisen. If she'd explored a little more, she might have found others, but she's tired. If there are others, they can come to her instead.]

---------

[Eventually, a broadcast. It's short and to the point and delivered in a thin, tired voice by a Japanese woman in a kimono with exceedingly pale skin.]

I understand this is no longer Adstringendum. [She still stumbles over that name, even after a year. Too many damn consonants. And then her tone turns wry.] It is also very clearly not the land of the dead, and this communicator is... familiar.

I apologise as you've no doubt heard these questions many times before, but I should like to know where I am and why.

onlyburnhotter

Who: Yang Xiao Long
Broadcast: Network-wide
Action: Marsiva and SS Bishop
When: 1/08/16 - 1/10/16

A: Arrival on the Marsiva (Backdated to 01/08):
[When the communicator's network feed goes online, it does not show anything at first. Seemingly just an empty cot room aboard the Marsiva. However, after a few seconds, a girl with long blonde hair slowly sits up in bed, rubbing her bleary, sleep-filled eyes. She stretches both arms above her, yawning loudly, and trying to evict whatever remnants of sleep were lingering on her person.]

Bluh. Hope I didn't oversleep. Weiss will kill me if I'm late to the--

[It's then that she takes a moment to look around, still looking half asleep. Slowly, she noticeably begins to realize that this is not, in fact, her dorm room back at Beacon Academy. No, this appears to be something far different. She notices a nearby window, the inky blackness of space stretching far out beyond the glass. She walks over to it, looking outside. She crans her neck this way and that, as if looking for the seam or the border of the set, some clue that this could actually be an elaborate prank. However, she quickly determines that this is all rather convincingly real. Rather than freak out though, she takes a moment, crosses her arms, and even grins a little.]

Well, this certainly was not what I was expecting to wake up to today. Space, huh? I can dig it.

[She spies the communicator sitting on a table, nearby the cot that she woke up on. She walks over and picks it up, offering a wave of greeting.]

Hi there to anyone watching this. All you aliens and space people and whatnot. Um, as cool as this all is- and really, it is pretty cool-I kind of have to get back to Vale soon. Like, right away actually. Got this big tournament that I'm fighting in, and my team's counting on me for the one on ones. So, if we could turn this thing around or if you could beam me back or just do the reverse of whatever you did to bring me here, I'd really appreciate it.

Maybe we can do this whole outer space thing some other time?

B: Arrival on Bishop (01/10):
[From one ship right to another. Not that Yang was complaining. After only a day on the Marsiva, she was already bored. She'd never been one to want to hang around in one place for too long. Unfortunately, it was seeming like this new ship was smaller than the old one. Still, at least it was something new to explore.]

[After the shuffle, Yang can be found wandering around the Bishop, getting the lay of the ship and figuring out all that it has to offer. She can be found in the kitchen, combing through the food supplies or playing with the drink machine's options--she'll be mixing flavors to see what tastes the best. She can be found in the bunkroom, looking a little disappointed with the overall lack of space provided. In the bridge, she'll be curiously checking out all the fancy knobs, switches and buttons. You may walk in on her about to push one or two. In the cargo bay, she'll be ogling the Bishop's shuttle craft, wondering how easy it would be to take one out for a spin. Not like she exactly knows how to fly one, but how hard could it be, right? Finally, she'll find her way to the armory, inspecting the various weapons that it has to offer. Sadly, discovering that she'll likely not find any good substitutes for her ember celica here.]

nulliverse

Who: Celeste Blackwell and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Golden, p much the most aimless of wandering
When: Day(?)break Jan 10

( tl;dr - arrival and action for SS Golden shipmates )

[Eventually, Celeste finds her words and settles on an emotion to guide her as she addresses the entire fleet. Her eyes are still rimmed with red, her face a bit puffy from crying, but her expression is hard and ice cold and her stare is furious.]

I've got one thing to tell you lot, and one thing only. [A quiet voice accented with the sound of middle-class London, rubbed raw from crying but taut with rage yet to explode.] If you're ever approached by someone offering a wish - I don't care if a genie pops out of a bottle or a fairy godmother appears in a shower of sparkles or a star comes right out of the sky or it's just two civil servant sorts in smart suits, any sort of person - if they tell you that you can make things right, you can fix all your cock-ups and get your life on a proper track - even if there's a cost, no matter if the cost seems reasonable and this all feels like a very fair exchange -

[The icy mask over her features slips for a second, and it looks like she might be back on her way to tears, but then it's back.]

- no matter how bad it is, and how desperately you want to believe - trust your gut. Wishes like that don't come true. There's no correcting what's already happened. You don't get that sort of second chance, not from anyone, for anything.

It if sounds too good to be true, it is. Don't let any false promise convince you otherwise, or you deserve what you get.

[She sniffles, then looks rather annoyed with herself at having given away even that much and closes things off:]

That's it. That's all I have to say.

honorbends

Who: The passengers of the Blue Fish and visitors!
Action: The Blue Fish!
When: It's a mingle for the month of January, losers!

[ mingle for the month for the blue fish, to meet up with new crew members, hash out stuff. come get free therapy from zuko, who has 100% put up a sign on his door saying 10 credits because allen owes him money. ]

save_the_souls

Who: Allen Walker
Broadcast: Text, ANONYMOUS
Action: None
When: Today.

[Allen finally bothered to look at the media files Atroma had left behind. He barely has his own on for ten seconds before he slams the stop button. He knows exactly what song that is, and this is the last week he wants to hear it. It pisses him off just hearing that tune.]

[Shortly after, there's a text message on the network. He's made sure to make it anonymous, since not in the mood to deal with shit today]

Does anyone know how the hell to delete the media file Atroma gave us?

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