Hey, guys, it's Hughes. :) 

Since I am in communications, I have been spending a horrible amount of time getting used to this insanely advanced technology — thank you for that, by the way! The best way to arrive in a new and totally dangerous world is also learning you're completely behind by many centuries! 

But I have adapted. Made great progress! Look, I can do faces. :) 

:( 

6_9 This one looks dizzy. 

:'( And we have a sad one here.

I need more! Please send me your faces ASAP, it's gravely important. So much more enjoyable than typewriters! No need for white ink or ribbons or buttons jamming! I wrote an entire letter to my friend Roy missing my R key.

So essentially I was diving him insane because I wote oy eveytime his name came up.

He eally hated me.

Anyway, hone your art skills! Show me what you can do while I'm on the clock. I'll need more than two things to focus on around here, because my attention span is far too used to being split three different directions.

Look. I made a flower for my favorite people (you know who you are).

............._ _
..........._{ ' }_
..........{ `.!.` }
...........,_/Y\_,'
............{_,_}
..............|
............(\| /)
.............\| //
..............|//
...........\\ |/ //
.......^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

I CHALLENGE YOU TO... AN ART COMPETITION. I SCORE BASED ON CREATIVITY AND EFFORT. 

OR WHATEVER ELSE YOU CAN DO WITH THIS THING. 

I've already figured out the picture taking part.

;)

..._

thanks sirius for the face tips :))))
 
 
13 February 2012 @ 11:50 am
[ The device pops on, the screen showing nothing but the fabric of someone's jumpsuit. Muffled sound of sobbing can be heard for a few moments, followed by sniffling, as the person tries to gain some composure.

After a moment they are fumbling with the device in attempt to flip it up towards their face. The sight of a distressed Ariadne can be seen then - looking more like she has been through the wringer then anything, and it's obvious something is wrong with her. She clutches her favorite silk scarf to her chest, wincing in pain before finally speaking. ]


Something's
on the ship. [ Screw the filters and encrypting - she doesn’t care - she is scared as hell. ]


(( ooc: this would be for the FEEDING PLOT. Feel free to have this be action or whatever with Ariadne. Or even a catchall for others to communicate. LETS CAUSE A PANIC GUYS. : ) )
 
 
10 February 2012 @ 04:47 pm
[ Not wanting to waste an opportunity, Kara quickly taps out a text, hoping to gain some form of communication with her ship. ]

starbuck calling galactica

reply


[ Obviously she isn’t getting anything. So a few minutes later, the screen flickers on, and an obviously annoyed looking Kara Thrace is  seen looking into the device, before she finally asking: ]

Anyone know are coordinates? [ a beat ] Or what the frak is going on?

[ she leaves it at that of course, assuming people should know what she is looking for her. ]