ventifact: meganbmoore @ dw (a sky full of stars)
[personal profile] ventifact2016-03-03 10:46 pm

002; username: scavenger [so i heard you wanted to build a city]

[the video starts out zoomed in on a figure below, attached to a rope hanging from somewhere above. the figure moves around an area that is, in a word, trashed. there are slabs of stone, some broken but more whole, pieces of lumber that are either shattered or just broken in half, metal beams, and various other odds and ends strewn about. as the as-of-yet anonymous figure moves about, the video slowly zooms out to show the entire area they’ve found.

the area is huge. there are building materials everywhere.

inside what is clearly a part of the ship are sacks of what could be cement, rolls of something that almost looks like insulation, and solar panels. there are various other materials, but these stick out as being the most noteworthy. Rey, the videographer, silent until this moment, speaks up as she pans across the gaping, ruined hull.]


Jackpot.

[AJ is currently hopping from one pile of stones to a larger crate, her supplies and bow slung across her back as Rey captures the entire scene. She startles a small den of flying geckos who, braying alarm, burst up and out of the hold of the ship. Once she regains her balance, AJ puts her hands to her mouth to shout.]

There's another fifty stacks piled up under here! You want to build a city or what?

[the video cuts out, and a few hours later, a text post is added:]

it’s all there
everything you need to build a settlement
i was told this was a colonization ship, and i guess it wasn’t a lie

we grabbed some samples of things that weren’t obvious
some of it just looks like sand, or powder
some just plastic
i don’t know much about building so someone else should take a look at it
some of it can probably be used on the ship, too


[as much as it makes rey uncomfortable to add this next part, this is the second biggest scavenging find she’s ever made, and she needs manpower.]

we definitely need a team to pull it all out
sign ups start now


[ooc; hello, friends! this is the result of rey & aj’s climb-all-over-the-ship scavenging extravaganza. any questions about building materials to be found can be directed to the salvage request thread linked above. this location is open to free access for characters, as per the mods, and material extraction can begin immediately.]
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[personal profile] ventifact2016-02-20 04:43 pm

001; username: scavenger [so i heard you have a crashed ship]

what's the status of this ship? besides crashed
and what class is it? which system did it come from? i've never seen anything like it and i've flown almost everything there is
who was its pilot? its crew? does it have a hyperdrive generator? something this big should
you might know it as the jump drive. that's a term i've heard thrown around but nobody seems to really be able to explain it
i need to know every detail

there's obviously extensive damage all over but the worst debris can probably be stripped away
with time and the right tools
which i need
all of them, all of the tools
i don't care if it's a wrench or a hydrospanner, i need it
just put them in a pile somewhere and i'll sort through the mess
if there's a droid handy, i'll need that too
and lots of rope

i'm going to get this thing flying again
circumitus: But everyone knows that. (sorry i'm not a real person)
[personal profile] circumitus2016-02-09 11:15 pm

015✖; (text) [un: hotdamn]

[Rey is tired. Too tired to be showing her face to the network after spending so much of her mental energies fighting the fire from burning down her home, as well as other endeavors against the rabid, terrified creatures fleeing the jungle. You know the drill.

[In any case, it caused a very real problem for her: She wasn't able to do her rounds of headcounting this time, as she had so been committed to. It's a bit of a problem, especially since she hasn't had the chance to do her search at the base camp since all the excitement happened.

[That said:]


did we even have any new people show up this jump?

you guys at the base camp better not be dead.
circumitus: Why was that not a good enough reason to put me to bed? (threw a jar of pickles at a police car)
[personal profile] circumitus2016-01-01 01:04 am

014✖; (text) [un: hotdamn]

after seeing that last post, was thinking of the disappearances in general.
not just the handful that have also vanished without a trace recently.

just worried that people have been a little too quick to assume that everyone vanishing are going home, even if that's what the ship did each jump when it was still spacefaring.

so does anyone have other theories as to where people have been going?

home after all? taken? obsolete?

perhaps our "friends" in the jungle may have an idea?
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[personal profile] fulminants2015-12-28 10:17 pm

video;

So, really weird Survivor-style place. When do we start voting people off the island?

Okay, okay. Seriously speaking, though. Any of you need some help with getting fires lit to cook and stuff, I'm your guy. [ He grins, evidently mischievous. Clearly, the whole new world thing hasn't dampened his spirits too much. ]

Ladies, any of you wanna have a warm body right there beside you during those really chilly nights? I'm definitely your guy. [ He snaps his fingers, a flicker of flame glowing bright at the tip before it dies out. ] Gotta tell you, I'm a great cuddler.
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[personal profile] fullmoon2015-12-13 08:01 pm

text (un: rjlupin)

This isn't a Support survey because Support no longer exists, but if you have a moment:

(1) Are you working on anything you need help with?

(2) Do you have help to offer other people?

(3) Do you have any weird skills that you don't currently know how to use but might come in handy someday if we're in the middle of a crisis and need someone with e.g. an extensive knowledge of 1800s Australian history to save us all?

(4) If we make a short paper guide to where we are and what's happened, so that in the event that we're all killed in one go by acid rain or vicious dinosaur-bears but the ship continues to turn out new people, they have something to go on, what do you think should go in it?

(5) Do we have a better name than dinosaur-bears?

Thank you. :)
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[personal profile] dino_zarf2015-11-28 04:40 pm

Text, username: pteradon

Okay, we've got shelter downish. We've even got half reliable food. But water? If the weather's always like this, we're okay, but what if this is the rainy season?

We never had to stop to fill up on water when we were travelling. Now maybe we were managing to stretch the potable water farther than usual because we were way below regular crewing levels. But most ships have water recyclers. And we know there was potable water in Medical.

I know how the recyclers worked on my ship, but of course Tranquility is different. So I figure any set of techie eyes I can get will help. Who wants to take a look at plumbing and see if we can figure out where the water was processed? Maybe there'll be something we can reach that'll help with the river.
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[personal profile] axeyou2015-11-20 10:00 pm

voice || username: JOHANNA

So since no one else is going to talk about it...

Let's do a vote. Show of hands. How many of you think we're all alone here? A whole planet of pretty woods, jut for us. And how many of you think that we can't be alone. Maybe there's some city out there. Too bad you can't leave the camp.

And how many of you think that we're, like, totally surrounded. I hear that's a thing. Because there's spears, and they're stealing from us. Blah, blah. Tell me something real. If there's someone out there? I'd like to get to them first. I'd like to think everyone would agree with me, but I'm sure I'd be wrong.

Actually, you know what I'd love? I'd love for them to come by and try to get at my stuff. Consider this an invitation.

username: algidus ⚫ 002 [Voice]

[Hello, fellow planetfall survivors. Today a rather reclusive individual is accessing the network for... well, probably the first time since the digital network was re-established by the resourceful group involved. Having his ear up against a whole bunch of human chatter was not something Algidus had been interested in; he'd, in fact, let his phone run dry and had to charge it at a hard line just for this occasion.

But it was an important one. Though Algidus didn't want to admit it, he was beginning to become worried--it had been a long time since he'd seen or heard from the one person who had actively agreed to help him in this place. And while mild discouragement normally wouldn't have been enough to keep him from using the bandwith-devouring video function of the phone, today he's opting for voice because he's having a hard time completely masking the concern in his expression. He doesn't want anyone to see even a trace of weakness.]


This is a... humble request for information. I--has anyone seen or heard from AJ recently? [And then, just in case a name doesn't ring any bells, he adds on:] ... Human. [Well, that probably goes without saying.] Woman. Tall, lanky, uh... long, dark hair. Sharp features. Often came into camp with me to make trades. [Then, just to attempt to mask the fact that he actually cares even a little for a human:] She and I were working together on something. Something important. If she's not here any more then I will need to... pursue other avenues.

[He pauses, tries to think of anything else to say, and finds himself not only coming up short but feeling an unfamiliar emotion welling up inside of himself. Rebelling against it takes up his focus, so for now, he's cutting his broadcast and waiting to hear from others.]
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[voice] mildly backdated to the day after the jump | username: m.m.

 [Mike has been less social that he would normally be — call it being too stunned to function. At least, as he had before. Between losing his friends, losing his fucking fingers, and then seeing monsters... this whole new event is just another drop in a pail that is chock full of rocks already. On a freaky planet, with freaky circumstances, full of freaky new imagery? Sure, thanks. 

Damn. 

But... Mike can't just keep to himself forever. So he clears his throat, trying to sound normal. Casual.

Problems? What problems? If he talks to you guys, he can ignore all the things that'd make him tear his hair out.]


So, you guys usually turn into blank-eyed turkeys standing out in the rain, or...?

Because — it was kind of The Twilight Zone around here for a few hours, when I woke up. 

I poked, flicked your ears, even made fun of your jumpsuits. Nada from you guys. Good to see you're not all living mannequins, though. 

Text. The truth is you have no control who lives who dies who tells your story

[This comes from username "etliberte"]

I want to tell you all about my friends. I'm typing this so it'll stay around. Especially for the people who were on the ship. My friends stayed behind to make sure we actually got away. They died so the rest of us would have a chance.

Jean Prouvaire
Ambrose Bahorel
Guillaume Feuilly

Jehan was a poet. And a student. Most of the people at the barricades were students, but they didn't want to learn nearly as much about as many topics as him. He hated the way things were for women and children in Paris. He loved the very idea of love. He had dreams.

Ambrose studied law, but endeavoured to never become a lawyer. He won't have to worry about that now. He loved bold fashion. He loved to be bold about everything. He was never one to hesitate.

Guillaume wasn't a student at all, he worked making fans. He was a man of the people and wanted them all to see that there could be a better world. He carved Vivent les peuples into the wall of the cafe where we used to meet.

Maybe you didn't know them. But I did. And they died for all of us.
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[personal profile] altercate2015-10-31 03:15 pm

004 -- mirror.

[ the mirror-shard is clutched in derek's hand. he's obviously unsteady on his feet, being buffeted about by the wind, but he shoves a mask briefly into frame before moving it aside to scowl down at the mirror. ]

Don't put them on.

[ important psa's that can't wait for sobriety, as much as derek resents having to both address people via mirror and do it while wind-drunk. ]

They're dangerous. Don't do it.
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[personal profile] throwsdown2015-10-28 12:40 pm

MIRROR

 
Umm... Do you think...

Are last names -- important?

I was, was thinking maybe... I dunno... My real mom had a last name, but I never used it... Lots of people got last names, though.

Maybe I could have one, too...?

[Not that he has one in mind. Only -- he does, but he's not sure if it's allowed. Is it? He wishes he knew.]
circumitus: If you can't drink cheep beer and whiskey with me, I don't want you. (fuck it)
[personal profile] circumitus2015-10-18 11:36 pm

013✖; (MIRROR)

[There's a distant rumbling in the jungle, like an imminent thunderstorm on the horizon. But it's not a storm, that much can be seen when the mirrors activate sometime around noon, if not a little before.

[Surprise! It's Rey's face. She's in a tree, trying to hold the mirror as steadily as she can while the ground continues to violently shake. As mere seconds pass, one can tell that it isn't an earthquake, either.]


"Head's up. If you're in the jungle, you may want to take higher ground just to be safe."

[She shifts the mirror towards the ground below, from where she's standing in a tree. There is a whole herd of hooved animals roughly five to five and a half feet tall, while smaller ones are struggling to keep up behind them.

[As they blur by, some may notice the spears jabbed into the bodies of many of the creatures. Rey certainly has.]


"Don't know if they're headed directly towards the camp, but they'll probably come pretty close.

"...Be careful. There's a fucking ton of them."

Mirror | give me your goods (okay just one kind of good)

[ACHOO.

...

Okay, now that he's got that sneeze over with — excuse the scruffy mongrel on your mirror this fine afternoon. Sun's going down, leaving everything shadowed and orange.  He's found himself a decent opening, where he's still hidden under the cover of trees, but he's got a good glow of sunlight through the clearing. Max is — actually using the mirror, despite the nagging in his head telling him it's not a great idea. But he's just. Getting some stuff handled, okay. This is the best way to ask around without having to actually be in people's presences.

Nill don't watch this, thanks.]

... Need paper, and something to write with.

I can trade food, or radio parts. Could make a good blade for anyone if they need it.

[.......]

That's all.

[Bye.]
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[personal profile] ryuuzaki2015-07-09 11:08 pm

[voice] [locked to all player characters]

[You may know the drill: the low, calm, somewhat English-accented voice of a young man.]

This is Ryuuzaki, speaking for Communications.

From the viewpoint of network traffic, there are still no signs of any new arrivals this jump. The department will let you know if anyone turns up.

Those of you who have been monitoring the length of jumps: do you know how long this one lasted? Is it possible to tell whether or not we've moved at all?

Did anyone find new items in their lockers?

We can't check on the drive itself, but we can determine whether or not there's anything further to discuss.

[Talk of past jump drive malfunctions leads to concern about potential current ones... other than the usual. Or does the lack of new arrivals mean it's now functioning as it's supposed to?]
circumitus: Insert Warmer song lyrics here. (good lord knows that i'm greedy)
[personal profile] circumitus2015-06-19 12:21 am

013✖; (video)

[Rey is looking significantly different now than most have seen her prior to the jump. For one, her hair is much shorter, almost pixie-ish, but not so much as cut as it has been growing back. While she has an array of new scars, the most notable one right now would be a nasty-looking horizontal gash across her throat that resembles a knife blade.

[Other than that, she looks no more worse for wear than her last public appearance. But she's not really here to talk about her harsher mien.]


"Other people saw it, right? Outside of the pods at the jump?

"Seems that it's been watching us for a long time."

[She looks away briefly, biting the inside of her cheek, and then back to the screen.]

"Whatever is happening to us, this connection we share... Perhaps it's supposed to help us fight it. Not sure how yet, but if it wants us alone and it can't control us to the point where we have it scared, it'd be nice to think that we've been given more of a fighting chance than the old crew ever had." [Hey, she's at least trying to be optimistic here.] "So maybe we should be learning how to control our link, rather than resist it."

['The clock has stopped.' 'It means the path planned for you is gone now.']

[Taking a deep breath, her eyes close. When they reopen, her expression changes. Even her voice is different when she speaks; suddenly hardened by fortitude.]


"Don't know about you, but I say fuck it. I plan on taking my own path."
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[personal profile] coldhardy2015-06-07 12:02 am

[video] stuck in the middle with you

[Today, Elsa wears a long blue gown with a pale, diaphanous overlayer. She wants to be as much herself as possible, after days with other people. She's addressing the network very seriously, but her words are initially uncertain. As she continues to speak, she sounds more confident.]

Hello, everyone.

About six months ago, I didn't wake up after the jump. I missed a whole month, and I know I wasn't the only one. I had dreams during this time, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember anything about them.

I've been starting to remember things since the last jump. Everything that has happened since then... the way that girl Seraphim died and the things she said... it makes me think that what I remember might be important, if it wasn't just a dream.

I talked to Emily about it recently, but there's more now.

The trouble is, I'm pretty good with math, but I don't understand the technology here very well. It's not like anything we had at home. That might be important, too.

My dream was about a woman with thick black hair and a ruddy complexion. She wore her hair pulled back. She left the pods after a jump, and the lights were red, and everyone was lined up in formation. I don't think I've ever seen anyone who looked like her here.

A lot of things that happened after that are still coming back in bits and pieces. The thing that I remember now is... after some time passed, she went to the jump drive. It's the thing that helps the ship move, isn't it? It wasn't easy for her to get in, but I still don't understand why yet: the important thing is that she made it. And it wasn't what she expected to see, it was... there were things that should have been moving that were... frozen. Not as if they were in ice, but they were just hanging there in the air, kind of like lightning that never moved or ended.

[Her expression has grown increasingly troubled through the course of this narrative.]

It scared her.

Did anyone else see this? Even if you didn't... do you know what it means?
vivelavenir: (Sit Down In My Thinking Chair & Think ✜)

{PSA} - Video

[A somber face on the video feed. When last he addressed the people on board, it was about loss, and how to cope with it here.

Irony was indeed a cruel mistress, was she not...?]


As... no doubt you will have seen. Seraphim, who was here-- a long time. She has departed us, by more natural means that disappearance, and less natural means than a gentle and faraway death.

She was surely too young for such a fate, and far too goodly. For those who grieve her, like I, I offer condolences.

[A deep breath here, to square himself to the reality, and to keep calm in this.]

But let her passing be not in vain.

Before passing, she left for me, a message. Part of which she hoped to share with all of you. I will read that part now, that perhaps someone here knows how better to make of it than I, and can look at it and know what she meant to impart to us all.

She said you all have to know. It was her final wish.

[And so, reading from a part of that transcript, that it is much too raw and painful, too personal, to simply post the entire message she wrote to him.]

There is an entire other side and it's white...

Deutsch was right.

Tell them it's SU(3) structure...

--rallel univer--it's a compact universe--side the Jump...


[There was the mathematical notation, too, but it was much too long for him to make sense of. The begging, and the emotions still to read on page; this, he would keep to himself. That was meant only for his eyes.]

That's all.

[Voice]

All right. I’ve got two things.

So if gettin'... um... close to people makes us bleed less, it seems like now would be a good time to get people together to spar. So I’m offerin’ now, if anybody wants to meet in the gym or whatever.

[Because that should work just as well as holding someone’s hand or hugging them, right? And it’s much less weird and embarrassing--Firo's sure that the ship's intending to torture them even more with the "solution" to their problem and he'll do his damndest to get out of it.]

And the second thing I got... Well, it’s kinda gross, so I won’t show it right here. You’re welcome.

[He hesitates, realizing he really should have rehearsed this at some point. How the hell does he explain this?]

I got an eye in my locker. Thought I’d ask around and see if anybody wants it, ‘cause I sure as hell don’t want this thing hangin' around and watchin' me sleep. Somebody said Medical might be interested.

And no, it’s not all gross from sittin’ around. I’ll show you if you want.

[By all rights, it should be kind of gross, given how long ago the jump was. This eye is a bit... special. As most immortal eyes are.]