video / action

Sep. 18th, 2017 03:40 pm[personal profile] sylphid posting in [community profile] driftfleet
sylphid: <user name="aaveplsgo"> (field assignments)
Who: Fie Claussell & You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On Planet and/or Iskaulit
When: September 17th, early afternoon

[Since the news of impending doom's spread, Fleeters are doing their best (or okayest) to get citizens off the planet, and Fie's doing some work of her own. A random planet dweller here or there is fine, but her focus is mostly elsewhere. Since she's limited in her abilities right now--thanks lack of ARCUS quartz-- she sticks to what she can deal with well: plants.

Anyone on the planet or aboard the Iskaulit for a period of extended time, might notice Fie popping in and out with different bundles of supplies each time. Eventually, on the planet, she stops to sit somewhere (hopefully) out of the way to address her concerns.]

I've gathered as many plant samples and seeds as I can find for now, and I've temorarily set them up on the garden on the Iskaulit. From what I saw of the farming here, we could likely set it up on a few of the bigger ships, but the machine parts are sizable-- too big for several normal humans to carry comfortably. Maybe disassembling it would be easier...

Is anyone free to help with that? Or are people already focused on it? If there's something organized already, I want to help.


Sep. 17th, 2017 01:21 pm[personal profile] bi_otic posting in [community profile] driftfleet
bi_otic: (very unhappy)
Who: Kaidan Alenko
Broadcast: Fleetwide video!
Action: Vaguely planetside, if desired
When: Today!

[The second Kaidan turns on the feed, the sound is distant and barely controlled chaos. He's moved into a side room near one of the space ports in the area, and the air is filled with the buzzing and chiming of a great many comm feeds going off in rapid succession, the constant chatter of traffic controllers almost a drone of noise over the top of it all. In addition, the noise outside can just be made out - the terrified shouting of civilians and the low whir and roar of engines as shuttles come and go.

Kaidan doesn't look scared at all. Strained, at best, but his gaze on the camera is one of steely focus.

I've done what I can to reach out the Lyukite military to help coordinate their efforts down here. I'm sure most of the captains are ready and willing to lend their ships, but if we deploy our shuttles we can double our efforts.

I need a count of how many operational shuttles we have in the fleet, their capacity, and the names of a pilot for each that's willing to do some heavy duty for the next couple of days, and then I'll patch that list over to the command center down here so they can add us to the schedule of evacuation and supply runs.

The more smoothly this runs, the better.

I've had to stand by and watch a world get destroyed because I couldn't do anything about it. [His voice cracks, just a little] But not this time. Not a chance.

-1 thief

Sep. 17th, 2017 08:03 pm[personal profile] stealy posting in [community profile] driftfleet_ooc
stealy: (10)
Hey guys, long story short this ended up being very bad timing for me to attempt a return to rp-land, so I'm going to withdraw for the moment and try to come back when life settles down....thanks so much to everyone who welcomed me and played with Parker <3 it's been a blast and I'm sorry to go, but hopefully it won't be for long ;; 

stay awesome <3 
sylphystia: (♢ the people bowed and prayed)
Who: Dezel and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Lyuku, Malum.
When: Anytime up to the 21st.


[A rough voice, unaccustomed to talking too much, but distinctive in its grumpiness.]

Animals need to be evacuated, too. Don't forget about them.

[And also:]

There are drinks at the Malum if you need to take a break. It's a marathon, not a sprint. Dying foolishly doesn't make you a hero, it makes you an idiot.

[Not that it'll dissuade any of these people.]


[action; lyuku]

[Dezel's always had a way with animals, so he's mostly found rounding up livestock and pets that were forgotten about. Whether they're fluffy or scaly, he finds a place for them. After a couple hours he has a collection of tiny birds and reptiles all nestled into his jacket or his hat, but it doesn't slow him down any.

Some people might see a random line of livestock walking down the road. Others might see a shade carrying a little girl with a bandaged ankle (or perhaps she is floating). The girl keeps crying incoherently for her mother. And so, Dezel turns to you, whether you're familiar to him or not. He flips open his comm to help echo his voice.]

Her mother should be looking for her. Let's split up.

[Crewmates and anyone with regular business at the Malum, where he works, should be able to see him-- but at the very least, he can be heard through the communicator.]

[action; malum]

[Seraphim don't need to sleep, not really, and far be it from Dezel to take a nap while there's stuff going on. He goes back to the Malum instead. The food he makes is all hearty filling stuff that'll help keep people going, regardless of what the menu usually is pretentious plates with cherry tomatoes and a squiggle of sauce; the big batch of Space Pendrago Stew smells criminally good.

There's a discount if you order it with hard alcohol, which should encourage people to eat before going back out there.]

FF Protagonists On Parade

Sep. 16th, 2017 01:35 am[personal profile] herosheroine posting in [community profile] driftfleet_ooc
herosheroine: I've got your back. (♥» Trust me.)
Hello Drifters! Apologies for the late intro, but I'm new to the game and looking forward to diving in!

My name is Koree, and I'll be bringing in Serah Farron from the FFXIII franchise. She's actually just been assigned to the Red Fish (so hello ship mates, however long or short term that proves to be for?). Her canon point is the tail end of the Lightning DLC (Requiem), so she comes with a heavy spoiler warning for the first two games. If anyone would like to avoid said spoilers, please let me know and I'll try my best!

I'm available via PM if anyone needs to reach me. Cheers!

the veil is thin . . .

Sep. 15th, 2017 08:53 pm[personal profile] thespaceopera posting in [community profile] driftfleet
thespaceopera: (red alert)
[ On the night of the 16th, the feeling of tension and horrid anticipation comes to a head. Everything stops when the sun goes down-- even the ever-present music in the hoppingest part of the city center. One by one, everyone turns their eyes to the skies. The young and old alike pour out of their houses, some in bare feet, and they point to the velvety blanket of stars.

It takes a second to find it, especially if one is unaccustomed to the starscape. But even a casual observer can see it.

A brightly-shining star, larger than the others, and growing larger.

An announcement cuts across all communication channels that encourages people to evacuate to the space station, but it’s clear that these are just people and they’ll need some help. Supplies, equipment, organization, there’s something for everyone to do.

Civilization is disrupted by a panicked stampede of people vying for limited seats aboard spacefaring craft. Within hours, there will be crushed glass, looting, and chaos.

The clock is ticking. Will you help? Or would you rather watch the dying gasps of a Singing Planet from a safe distance? ]

[OOC: Please see this post for plot details. Phase two has begun! Feel free to use this post as a reaction post, mingle, etc. or make your own!]
spaceshipit: (dripping)
Ever since the Fleet began raising warnings about some vague, red-tinted, death-themed, horrible planetwide event that would befall the poor planet of Lyuku, natives have been a little touchier than usual. Most are skeptical, but a still significant number of them are not. While some of the wealthier families have the option to board a spaceship and go somewhere else for a while - and a few are doing just that, thanks - most people hearing about this Prophetic Dream of the End are just plain scared and not sure where to go or what to do.

Experts study the planet closer, to make sure they didn't overlook anything they should know. Astronomers look to the skies, checking and double-checking and re-checking every last detail for any hint of danger. Unfortunately... they find it, having just barely moved within a range they're capable of reading. It's coming in fast. And it isn't stopping.

On the night of the 16th, the usual bustling night-life on Lyuku pauses for the first time in ten thousand years. The merrymakers fall silent, the music grinds to a cacophonous halt, and everyone looks upward. There is a rapidly-moving shooting star across the sky, but the problem is that it shouldn’t be there. No one said anything about a comet passing this close. Consult all the palms and tea leaves you want, but the spirits are silent about this.

After a few hours, the authorities send out an announcement over all channels, playing on every communicator able to pick up the signal and the yelling in the streets:
People of Lyuku, and visitors from elsewhere-- everyone who revels in the Prince’s warmth and life, who lives and explores this beautiful planet… All of us are in danger. A large object from outside our solar system has been caught in our planet’s gravity and it is on a direct collision course with our world.

There is hope as long as we stick together. Gather your belongings and your loved ones and follow the directions of your local authorities at the landing areas. We will need to prepare the Eynewa Space Station, but we are able to accommodate everyone, and sustain them until we find refuge. Supplies and hands are needed. Evacuation begins now.

And on less official channels:
Oh my god. We’re going to fucking die here. Oh my fucking god. … fuck.

For all their technology, foresight, and fortune-telling-- they somehow missed the celestial object now hurtling toward their planet at a billion miles per hour. The only course available to the residents of Lyuku is to leave their planet behind.

→ September 16th: A giant meteor is spotted within range of Lyuku, and it is headed on a collision course. Evacuation begins immediately. A mingle post will go up shortly.
→ September 22nd: The meteor collides with Lyuku. There will be an IC post for this event.
→ September 28th: Atroma pulls away from the remnants of the Eyuzi system. Drift begins.



Sep. 15th, 2017 07:10 pm[personal profile] spaceshipit posting in [community profile] driftfleet_ooc
spaceshipit: (above the sky)
New Passengers will find themselves teleported to the bridge of their new ship with no warning! Everyone loves a surprise! There'll be a flutter of confetti, a playful and welcoming musical tune, and small tray with cups of chocolate-flavored pudding desserts sent along to celebrate. Welcome to your new ship, passengers!

Serah Farron → SS Red Fish
Dorian Pavus → SS Blue Fish
Matthew Murdock → SS Bishop
Jacqli → SS Caprine
Justice → SS Caprine
Claire "Lightning" Farron → SS Tourist

Jon Snow -x- SS Caprine
Kai Gracen -x- SS Caprine
Signy Mallory -x- SS Wonderduck
Ardyn Izunia -x- SS Red Fish


Cogsworth → SS Wonderduck (captain) (promoted)

Kai Gracen -x- SS Caprine (first mate) (dropped)
Signy Mallory -x- SS Wonderduck (captain) (dropped)

Current Crew Roster
soulsflight: (pull each other's hair)
Who: Claire/Lightning Farron & Open.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: No - unless you're on the Marsiva.
When: Evening.

(Maybe she has revoked calling herself "Lightning" too soon. Claire blows out an impressed and amused breath as she searches her new quarters. In space. That little detail is hard to forget as she walks by windows clearly showing the stars, bright and twinkling.

Pausing by one said window, a hand on her hip, she admires them. It's hard not to, really. They will always be beautiful even if the idea of their creation and the gods in general are...complicated. At least she knows Bhunivelze isn't responsible for this little interlude.

Flipping open her communicator, assessing the buttons and their various functions, she gives anyone watching a small sigh. Who can blame her, really? She thought she would get a longer break from reality bending oddities.)

Do I look familiar to anyone? (She isn't fond of just giving away her name to a bunch of potentially odd strangers. Unless...

Are we really back to that? Tilting her head, she blows her pink fringe out of her eyes.)
My name is Lightning and I don't remember signing up for this voyage.

Another battle won.

Sep. 15th, 2017 08:26 pm[personal profile] soulsflight posting in [community profile] driftfleet_ooc
soulsflight: (I can't tell you what it really is)
Your ships now belong to Final Fantasy characters, clearly. This lovely lady is Claire/Éclair "Lightning" Farron from Final Fantasy XIII: Lightning Returns. She will be taken from the end of the game so she is basically in the best place possible physically and emotionally. I know, I'm nice like that.

This is Riddle, by the way, and if you haven't added me on Plurk at [ profile] tiger_eyes, please feel free to do so!
tough_love: (Whatever)
Who: Looma Red Wind
Broadcast: Audio; fleetwide
Action: Those aboard the Bishop; later, planetside
When: Backdated to the morning of the 10th

[Sent via the ship's intercom, and Audio to any member of the crew off-ship]

This is your captain. Based on what I have been able to gather from the Fleet's last encounters with these "singing planets" and the most recent case of enemy action, all crew members are to report planetside to the attached coordinates in twelve hours time.

You will be improving your familiarity with your assigned weapons. Those who lack training in close combat will be given an introductory course to better ensure their survival in the even of another attack. Rick Grimes will oversee your training, I will supervise and assist where able.

It is likely we will encounter hostilities in the near future. This is for your own safety, as I may not be able to personally intervene should you find yourself threatened. While I cannot compel everyone to attend, know that I can make your rescue a lower priority than those who bothered to present themselves for instruction.

[Audio: Transmitted to everyone else, via the Fleet's network]

This is Captain Looma Red Wind. By now, I am certain many of you are aware of these dreams we have been having, and the potential danger we may encounter on this planet as a result. I am also aware that many of you are not used to combat, or simply not accustomed to the use of the weapons available to you.

Any who wish for assistance in this matter- or who simply wish to resume their own training- are to report to the attached coordinates on the planet below in twelve hours time. Rick Grimes and I will be overseeing firearms instruction, as well as some manner of close combat training for those who have never seen battle. Depart early, as this will be some distance from the city, to avoid alarming the locals.

Additional assistance in munitions or personal combat training from experienced members of the fleet will be welcomed.

If your ship lacks an armory, or you are for any reason denied access to it, I will be bringing along the contents of the Bishop's armory and will permit their use when available.

[True to her word, attached are a set of coordinates for an area roughly 15 minutes outside the city proper. Partly because she was told that if she was going to do this at all, it needed to be far away from the civilian population- and partly because she did not want to risk anyone showing up to scream about whatever bad omens were associated with the color red, the number 4, and whatever other nonsense this superstitious bunch was capable of imagining.]

[Video] [Fleetwide]

Sep. 14th, 2017 11:50 am[personal profile] timelysteward posting in [community profile] driftfleet
timelysteward: (Default)
[So here is everyone's favorite gay clock with a Very Serious Look on his face. He has his small wooden hands braced on the counter in front of him, and behind him? Are the little cleaning bots in the bay area of the SS Wonderduck. They are clearly making as much space as possible.]

I am a magical ... cursed person, but I haven't had your dream. However, if this is all bodes to this plan-et being utterly destroyed, then I suggest we get organized as soon as possible to take as many of these people with us as possible.

[He sniffs, and takes out a clipboard.] I have come up with a ten part plan to organize and prepare us to share rations amongst us and the people we manage to bring with us, along with sleeping quarters and arrangements for bathing ... for as much bathing as you all do.

[Seriously he is a clean freak but you all bathe way, way too much.]

We should have more than enough water, that is not a concern. Women and children first, naturally. And ... hm. What am I forgetting?

[In a Cogsworth plan? Probably nothing. But feel free to suggest.]


Sep. 13th, 2017 09:50 pm[personal profile] twilightminstrel posting in [community profile] driftfleet
twilightminstrel: (Flute player)
Who: Daeron
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Huntress
When: Evening 9/13

[The soft voice of one of the Huntress' resident elves pipes up one evening, mingling with the sound of a harp. Unlike his usual songs, as those who know him would realize, Daeron sings in the Common Tongue, and there's a clear note of wistful memory and almost joy.]

Her limbs were white,
Her hair like night,

[A rather horrid noise, now painfully familiar around the Huntress, interrupts and ends his song, and the feed- he might be a bit busy shutting the vuvuzela up to answer immediately!]
throwsdown: (pic#11713560)
Who: Takeshi
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS Goldstone, if you want to find him! He's in the captain's quarters.
When: Now-ish!

[Takeshi is a bit more serious today; he thinks it's probably due, considering the state of uncertainty looming in the air. But he was morale officer on the Tranquility, and he's a captain now, even if he's not the best captain. He has to try and keep everyone on the same page. But... memories of his life before have tredged up some things, and he has to get them off his chest.]

Um... We've been talking a lot about the fleet and all the things happening or might be happening, and it's really important to... focus on that; we gotta make sure we're ready for anything that comes at us! Because if you're not ready, sometimes things get real hairy. Real dangerous. That's why I wanted to tell you about -- about the other ship I was on. It was called the Tranquility, and it was big; as big as the Marsiva, or maybe even bigger. We got brought there in special pods that had blue goo in them, and we had to get in them every month for a special jump.

A little while before I came here, the ship crashed and was stuck on a planet, and it wasn't a great planet. And I was sad, because I wanted to try and get everyone somewhere safer. Sometimes I hope we run into that planet, so if the people are still there... we can rescue them. Umm.

[Hoi Hoi the panda sits nearby, and he rubs the creature's ears in contemplation. His downcast stare reflects someone who is a bit older in experience than eight or nine; this is someone who has dealt with all manner of things, be it death or monsters or the natural elements. As hard as it is to look back on the rougher edges, it also reminds him of the smooth ones.]

... I haven't talked about it a lot. I guess part of me really, really misses it. The people there, I mean. The ship was... mean a lot, and bad things happened a lot, but I had people there I cared about a lot. We were all a big team, and we took care of each other. That's why I like the fleet so much... We all take care of each other, too.

[A breath, held, and then released.]

... My parents were on the Tranquility, before it crash landed on the planet. My mom's name was Heather Mason, and my father was called Netherlands... and they disappeared before the planetfall... back to their homes. I loved them so much that I didn't want to love anymore people after them. I tried for a while not to think about them, either, but I realized it hurt more to try not thinking about them. And it hurt to try not to be close to people again. But they did... a lot for me, and I miss 'em every day.

And I had friends there, too. And people I saw every day, even if I didn't talk to them much; we all expected to see each other. I have that here now, too. Good friends and people I see every day. And I'm always afraid that our ships are gonna get into trouble, are gonna crash, too. That's why I'm asking everyone to be careful and, um, watch each other's backs.

[He gives pause.]

There's more people here like me, though, huh? People who're from other places.

Places that weren't home. What were those places like? I always wondered. And I always wanted to ask people about them, or if they remember people like me. There's lots of people here that I knew from the Tranquility; I never said anything, because I didn't want to make people nervous 'bout being there and not remembering it. Sometimes it's scary when you can't remember, or when it sounds like there's more than one of you.

But if you want... If you wanna know if I knew you from then, just ask, and I'll be honest.

Or -- if you wanna know if I knew someone you care about... I can tell you the people who were there, if it's something you'd wanna know. And if you never ever wanna know because it's hard to think about, I'll -

[He makes a zipping motion at his mouth.]

I wanna be open 'bout stuff, because I'm a captain, and that's what I need to be:

Honest with my team.

So... um, thanks...!

I love you guys, too.

First Spell ☠ Video & Action

Sep. 13th, 2017 04:25 pm[personal profile] fantachetic posting in [community profile] driftfleet
fantachetic: (pic#11231363)
Who: Dorian Pavus & You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Lyuku & Marsiva
When: 9/13

[ Waking up in an unfamiliar place surrounded by unfamiliar things is certainly high on the list of disturbing things Dorian has experienced, on par with seeing a future that should never exist. It takes little time to figure this communicator business out, and somehow, he knows how to operate it despite never having seen it. Mark number two for 'this place is disturbing'. After a while, he opens the communicator and turns on the video feed. That is a very well-manicured mustache.. ]

From what I understand, and feel free to correct if I'm mistaken, but we've been spirited away by a seemingly-benevolent entity. Furthering that, we are given information that, by all accounts, should be impossible, yet here we are!

[ This entire tirade is complimented by a wide flourish, gesturing to his surroundings. ]

What, you thought that was simply the beginning? Turns out, we visit entirely different places, and this one happens to have something happening to it. A might convenient, I daresay. Oh, but let's not forget, we're entertainment! Steal the spotlight, win the show and get to leave. Sounds simple enough, but has this actually happened to anyone you are aware of?

[ The streets are colorful, if not a bit crowded, but not unpleasant. It's difficult to not want to spend hours winding through the stalls of the bazaar. He has a few credits to spend, but Dorian doesn't feel the immediate need to part with them in case there is something that strikes his fancy at the end. However, that won't stop him from browsing and trying to get a better deal. Maybe he stops to feed a strawberry to one of those dragonesque lizards. Definitely not picking it up, though. It can stay right where it is. He could also be found perusing the more mystical wares- tables of crystals and bottled herbs that he's absolutely unfamiliar with but intrigued by. ]

Fortune Telling;;
The beck and call of a few extra credits doesn't elude him, though really he doesn't see how he has the 'look' of a fortune teller- and he would have had half a mind to be offended had she meant anything by it. The orange-skinned woman had wanted a bit of shut eye, so Dorian finds himself sitting under a canopy surrounded by lots of musty tapestry and gleaming strands of beads. The crystal ball and stack of cards could be laughable. If he weren't superb at being incredibly charming. ]

I have a good sense about your future, care for a reading?

[ Hit Dorian up with something else! On the Marsiva, seeing the sights? Sure! ]

[ooc note: those who wish to make TDM threads canon and want to continue, feel free!]
maledictus_semper: credit@maledictus_semper (on a journey)
Sorry guys but I'm letting Ardyn go home back to Eos. My life has become more busier with my recent promotion and other such things, so....I'm going to have to drop this guy. I'll still have my grumpy, angry Klingon guy Worf, so thanks for playing!


Sep. 12th, 2017 08:28 pm[personal profile] echovocation posting in [community profile] driftfleet_ooc
echovocation: (Default)
AYYYY YO I'm Egg I play Sorey ([personal profile] monolike), Aizawa ([personal profile] expellerhead) and Cloud ([personal profile] moseyin) bringing in my FOURTH!!! Because I hate to sleep apparently!!!!!!!!!!

This is Matt Murdock AKA Daredevil of the MCU/Netflix variety. He's more or less aware-ish of the Avengers due to the Incident in New York, but hasn't interacted with any of them personally. Right now he's from end of season 1 so he doesn't know any of the other Defenders yet, either! HE'S JUST STARTED OUT, A WEE NEW SUPERHERO


► 00_01/.

Sep. 12th, 2017 08:14 pm[personal profile] fallbythesword posting in [community profile] driftfleet
fallbythesword: (I've got nothing to say to you)
Who: Jacqli and YOU!!
Broadcast: Yes - fleetwide
Action: If you want - aboard the Marsiva

[ New kid on the hospitality deck! After establishing that she can't simply disappear from this place and reappear in not actually space the Astral Plane, she really only has one thing she even wants to bother to ask of the network at large.

She turns on the video feed, and looks very, very unimpressed - bored, even. ]

If anyone knows about The Machine as it relates to the Astral Plane, or a very specific shop, respond to this.

[ There's a long pause. ... Okay, okay, fine, she should probably also say something borderline nice. Ugh. ]

... In the absence of such knowledge, I guess someone could tell me what planet that is outside, and why it sounds like a nervous pop star.

+1 mage

Sep. 12th, 2017 10:43 pm[personal profile] fantachetic posting in [community profile] driftfleet_ooc
fantachetic: (014)
Hello, everyone! This is Frames (player of Bucky Barnes and Carl Grimes) bringing in a third character!

This is Dorian Pavus from Dragon Age Inquisition. He's a mage from a powerful family, who left his homeland because shit got crazy and joined the Inquisition in the fight against an even crazier darkspawn. He's snarky, full of wit, and has an opinion about almost everything. Coming into the Fleet, he's taken from before his final personal quest The Magister's Birthright. Questions or anything at all can be brought to my attention via this inbox or at [ profile] skorozima.

Here fishie fishie fishie...

Sep. 12th, 2017 07:18 pm[personal profile] bryces_pup posting in [community profile] driftfleet
bryces_pup: (115)
Who: The Blue Fish crew and any visitors
Broadcast: possibly?
Action: Definitely
When: Throughout the month of September

[Four new crew members and three long timers now occupy the Blue Fish. Whether you wanna introduce yourself or casually stroll in to see how the ship's faring, here's the mingle to do it.]
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