24 June 2012 @ 08:49 am
As pointed out in a recent transmission, there are some individuals here who resemble one another. There are others whose worlds are similar to others', while others still have worlds that differ radically.

The following is a survey designed to attempt to determine whose worlds are most similar to whose. As a full disclaimer, I am not a trained sociologist/demographist, nor do I claim to be. My credentials extend no further than merely dabbling in disciplines related to those and having studied the science of writing the census briefly when I was younger. Nevertheless, I believe this may be a useful diagnostic tool.

I would encourage everyone who sees this to take a look at others' responses. If you see something familiar, please discuss with the other individual what that similarity is; from there, please try to determine just how similar/different your worlds are.

This is completely optional.

The survey can be found after this break in the text. )
 
 
 
13 June 2012 @ 11:46 am
[ It's the third day that passengers aboard the Tranquility have shown up in medbay with symptoms of some kind of illness. Taken individually, none of them have appeared life-threatening -- physical weakness, loss of coordination, nausea and a mild fever, some ringing in the ears. Things that could be attributed to any number of minor ailments.

When they started presenting with a blue tint to the eyes, lips and nails, that got the medical staff more worried. When someone put it all together and realized that the symptoms all seemed to be linked...well that has the earmarks of an epidemic.

How McCoy ended up with the task of making a general announcement he's not certain, but maybe everyone figures his general doom-and-gloom attitude when it comes to space travel will convey the sense that it's probably not as bad as it sounds, more so than if it came from someone less prone to pronouncements about how they're all likely to die out here.

When the video begins transmitting, it shows him in his blue Starfleet uniform, the wall of the medbay behind him. He isn't smiling, but he isn't looking too worried either. Those who've served with him, however, might recognize that he's wearing his 'CMO' demeanor. ]


I'd like your attention, please. My name is Dr. Leonard McCoy, and I'm one of your medical staff. It's come to our attention down here that there may be some kind of virus makin' the rounds. Before you all start to panic, it doesn't look serious, but it would help us come up with a treatment if anyone exhibiting the following symptoms would kindly stop by for a check-up.

The symptoms are a general weakness or loss of coordination, nausea, fever, ringing in your ears. You may notice a blue tint to your lips, eyes, or fingernails. If you find you have any of these symptoms, get yourself down to the medbay. Could turn out to be nothing, but better safe than sorry.



[ The public transmission ends, but it's followed by two filtered transmissions. ]

Filter to Medical Staff + Betty Ross + Sue Storm + Aragorn | MED Filter 80% )

Filter to Enterprise | McCoy Encryption 80% )



[OOC NOTES: Any of the people currently listed as being on medical staff are more than welcome to threadjack here. At this point, although there may be suspicions and conjecture on the part of the medbay staff, no one has pinpointed a specific cause of the symptoms.

Medical Types: If you're not on the medical staff list or specifically named by McCoy, but you have medical/science skills you want to contribute, please feel free to respond to the general transmission and make an offer. He'll add you to the filter.

Enterprise Crew: Feel free to up Bones' encryption if your skills are better, which most of them probably are. ;) ]
 
 
11 June 2012 @ 06:19 am
Good afternoon, Tranquility.

My name is John Watson, I'm one of the doctors working in your medical bay. I've got several things to talk to you about today, all of them important, so I hope you'll stick with me through it.

First off, many of you are aware that a death occurred during the jump. For those of you who have just arrived and aren't familiar with the term, a 'jump' is what happens when the ship is moving rapidly from one part of space to another. We make these once a month and they're believed to be the reason we end up here. I don't know the technical details about it -it's only a theory, really, from other passengers- so don't bother asking.

What I know about it is that your life depends on you being present in the medbay before every jump. The consequences are what happened to the deceased, who was trapped elsewhere in the ship during the jump and became crushed by the acceleration. I'm sorry I have to tell you about that, but I want you to realize that getting into the gravpouches is not optional. You get in one or you die.

[ There's a pause here, which may be for weight or for the fact John needs to collect himself once more. ]

An examination was performed on the deceased by myself and Doctor McCoy. We have done extensive tests and have found no drugs to be present in the system. So Hotspur's broadcast was a lucid one, and no one attempted to drug him to keep him from getting out of that shuttle. The cause of death matches with the expected consequences of a jump on an unprotected body.

We cannot say anything in regards to whether or not this incident was accidental or manufactured, but in respect to the body, there is no evidence of foul play.

If you have any questions about the examination, I'll take them.

Just a reminder now - from now on, we'll be reporting to the medbay an hour before the jump to make sure everyone's present and accounted for. You'll likely be sitting in the locker rooms, though, until we can get everyone sorted.

[ Again, a pause. This one is for a transition. ]

Second order of business is to tell you that medbay is short-staffed. We've got about six people to help about four hundred of you. We're looking for medical professionals that have come in through the jump as well as volunteers. If you'd like to come and help us out at medical, we're willing to train you. We're looking for those interested in full-time, part-time, and emergency volunteers.

I'm going to need all of our current medical staff to cue in to this broadcast, because it will be acting as our interview process.

If you think you're interested, keep listening. If not, this broadcast ends here.

Medical Joining Info )

(( OOC: Medical staff! You may ping in/threadjack these threads, especially those with any potential interviewees! ))
 
 
[ since arriving on the ship, roger's noticed a couple of things: constant surveillance, distinctly uncomfortable architecture… oh, and nikolaj coster-waldau dying in an unfortunate door accident.

sounds just like home!

good morning evening indeterminate-time-of-day, tranquility. have a video transmission of a british dude with a very calm voice and a very intense stare. ]


It's always seemed rather interesting to me, the way ships are given names that, while well-intentioned, end up... ironic—in my experience, at least. The Phaeton was a rather ill-advised name for a ship that could literally go down in flames, and the good ship Tranquility seems to be—well. Quite the opposite, of late.

Digression aside, my name is Dr. Roger Fallon, and I'd like to extend an offer of assistance to whomever may currently be on the medical staff here. I'm a trained psychiatrist, and—quite frankly, if the past few days are generally considered normal for this ship, I may be of some use to you... if only as another pair of hands. [ that... should have sounded kind of dickish, and possibly might, but it's meant as a comment on the recent shenaniganry rather than a slam on the way the people in charge handled it.

(it helps that roger is a master of the self-deprecating half-smile, even if it never quite reaches his eyes.) ]
 
 
 
08 June 2012 @ 04:56 pm
[Despite recent events, Kabuto seems completely unphased by all of this, just keeping to his room which seems to be a bit of a makeshift lab from what he can piece together. He sighs a bit to himself, pushing his glasses up with his middle finger before addressing everyone at large.]

Seeing as things are going as... unfortunate, as we hadn't hoped, I believe it is time for me to say something to the mass at large. My name is Kabuto Yakushi and I am, I believe, the person who's been here the longest when it comes to the xenobiology and genetics group. Thus I would like to propose a theory.

Genetics is a curious creature, one that if used properly can be made to the benefit of everyone around. Everything from curing diseases, fixing genetic problems, making one better and stronger, to even growing replacement limbs or parts in case someone needs them. Thus I ask of those of you on this ship to allow myself to collect a simple piece of DNA in order to have on file in case these become necessary. I assure you that they will not be used towards ill-will as, despite the differences between medical codes, it goes against everything I have been taught.

Also, I may not be a proper member of medical, but I am also available if anyone needs medical attention. I was taught from childhood how to heal and handle medical problems and have only grown in my years, studying under some of the best my world has to offer. Our methods are not invasive, instead using chakra-[He pauses, allowing his hands to gain a blue aura] to heal and handle poisons as well. [He cuts the glow, smiling.] Therefore if you have a problem that you cannot have dealt with via surgery or would rather not be cut open, I offer you that alternative.
 
 
07 June 2012 @ 11:48 pm
[and the video clicks on to James Kirk. he's a little rough around the edges, having just staggered out of jump, been fed on by a wraith, and now handling a possible crisis situation but his tone is sharp, clipped. commanding.]

This is James Kirk.

{flags to MEDICAL PERSONNEL}
There's been an accident. We need medical assistance to coordinates [x,x].

To everyone joining us, you're on board the starship Tranquility, a space faring vessel in a parallel universe to your own. The year is 938 After Earth. I'm sure you have plenty of questions. I'd like to welcome to you with happy news, but unfortunately that isn't possible. Effective immediately, you are part of the active crew. Whomever was here before us, save Captain Ward and First Officer Resnik- they're long gone.

I want everyone to exercise caution when moving about the ship. I've provided what we have of a MAP attached to this broadcast. This map may not match some corridors you travel down, as we've found during every jump, the internal network of the ship seems to rearrange itself. Move in groups if you're able to and stay alert.

One more thing:

If you encounter anything similar to THIS, let someone know and do not engage. It is a potentially hostile entity on the ship that's been causing us trouble.

Above all, stay calm. Panic won't get us anywhere.

[he takes a breath. he wishes he was finished, but that isn't the case.]

Anyone wondering about the organization of the ship, I'd like to direct you to the Job List and the Shift Roster. Everything is voluntary, but I strongly encourage everyone capable to get involved.


FILTER TO THE ENTERPRISE + 'TEAM' + Jack Harkness + Ianto | KIRK ENCRYPTION 100% )

PRIVATE MESSAGE TO JOHN WATSON (001 097) | ENCRYPTION 100% )

FILTER TO ACTIVE SECURITY TEAM | ENCRYPTION 50% )
 
 
18 February 2012 @ 12:10 pm
...I'm stuck in the hallway.

[Talk about humiliating.]

Where are all the doors?!
 
 
15 February 2012 @ 01:11 am
I suppose I'm late when it comes to actually introducing myself to the new people, but late is better than never, isn't it?

[He shifts a little bit, adjusting his glasses and managing a polite smile at the camera. Good grief.]

I'm Kabuto Yakushi, I haven't been here as long as others, but I trust that won't make anything I say less valuable. With the departure of the former head of Xenobioloy and Genetics, I believe that would leave me in temporary charge of that department until something permanent is figured out. So, if you have any questions about what we do, what we may be planning on doing, feel free to contact me. Particularly if you're interested in getting involved with the department.

Which, speaking of, I'd rather like to speak to the head of the medical group to see if something can be figured out in regards to sharing resources.

Also, if you can't move to the medbay for whatever reason, feel free to contact me as well. I was a medic back where I come from and since I don't need equipment in order to diagnose and heal, it'd be far more efficient for me to come to you.

[Hm, is that all he needs to say... Well.]

Any questions about the former subjects can be directed to me and I will reply to them as soon as possible.
 
 
24 January 2012 @ 12:12 am
As I have been assigned a position on the team of xenobiologists here, part of my duties includes taking a sample from each and every being on this ship. I assume it is strictly for record purposes, and such information may aid the medical staff if something unfortunate should happen.

At the earliest convenience, everyone on board will come to the medical bay for a blood sample and a few questions. Each session should be brief; we wouldn't want to keep you from your other preoccupations.

OOC details under the cut! )
 
 
23 January 2012 @ 04:08 pm
[Someone has found their way into Medical and has been quite busy making himself at home. There's a lot to catch up on here, but there aren't any dark circles under these eyes. Not sleeping is the best benefit to being plastic]

Right, so I think we need a list of species on board since not everyone is human. I know the genetic guys are probably doing something about that, but in the even of an emergency they won't be taking care of you. From what I've figured out this equipment is all based on human physiology; we need to know what to adapt.

Um, the engineers will probably need to help. Oh, and programmers. I can learn, but I'm not an expert. Doctor, if you have time to look things over that would be good.

Also, if you have medical needs you can and should let me know so that I can update the database. Everything is strictly confidential.

Oh, yeah, and I'm Rory. Williams.
 
 
17 January 2012 @ 11:54 pm
Such a curious thing these "jumps" are. A pity no one can remain awake during them to observe just what goes on.

What is clear is that even more people have been transported here against their will. But how many are missing?
 
 
17 January 2012 @ 09:36 pm
[thump thump]

...This thing on?

[There another set of unpleasant thump thumps on the comm device as Cave rasps his bony finger across it, like tapping a microphone. It is boggling that Cave has gone on this long using it just for commenting or replying to other people with--they were truly little marvels; lots of buttons, fun to play with. It takes a couple more seconds of fumbling before he realizes it is indeed, on. Just the audio, but that's all he needs.]


Cave Johnson here. If you've recently experienced disorientation, nudity, nausea, temporary memory loss or mild to severe cannibalism due to crippling hunger, that's normal. Or so I assume. This jumping business has only happened twice so far.

But if you can collect yourselves enough to turn on this device and understand the words comin' out of my mouth: congratulations, you're one step ahead of the game! If not and you're hearing my voice telepathically, lack opposable thumbs, or if you are currently standing within earshot of me--welcome to space. That's right; space. Final frontier, you are in it.

By the way, if you're receptive of my unrealized telepathy, please let me know.

Now, you may have noticed you've got a set of numbers on your arm. That's normal too, and if any of them are accompanied by the letters S-C-I, that clearly stands for science, which you are now an honorary part of. Life, destiny, and fate has been transcribed into your very flesh and blood. No use fighting it!

Real question is, what are you going to do about it? Why not fill out a couple of forms and see what I can do for you. And what you can do for science.

Cave Johnson, we're done here.

[Said form is kind of long, even condensed as it is from the original; Fill it out in whole, part, don't do it at all. Totally optional and for funsies. ALSO, this post was probably backdated a smidge.]

 
 
17 January 2012 @ 12:32 am
[Fiddling about with the device, Kabuto couldn’t help a tiny laugh of all things. This was different from the technology he knew, but nothing he couldn’t figure out with some fiddling about. Managing to get the video to switch out he gave the most genuine smile he could muster, trying to make it seem as if he was totally innocent and just some kind of silly man that’d ended up in this nonsense. It usually worked with him, usually.]

You know, it’s rather interesting, to be thrown into this situation with technology that is so familiar and yet so much different from your own. I have to say that I’m rather intrigued with how everything around this place works, and even a lab to work in. I haven’t had a chance to have a proper lab with proper light in such a long time that it feels almost like a blessing.

[He pauses for a moment, messing with his hair for a moment, undoing and redoing the pony tail to get rid of the stray hairs in his face. How obnoxious, honestly.]

So! I figure since we’re all stuck here that I should introduce myself and offer my services as they may be needed. My name is Kabuto and where I came from I was one of the best medics and scientists we had, so if you happen to have any questions or need some medical help, I’d be glad to help you out. I may not look it, but I assure you that even at such a young age that I have surpassed the greatest medic we have back in my home.