15 October 2013 @ 07:35 pm
[Nomi's generally not fond of making broadcasts, but with all of the strangeness going on, disturbing dreams and memories shared between people...she'll make an exception. She faces the camera, face neutral and somewhat drained of color.]

Hello everyone.

Forgive me, it's been a while since I used this function, but I'm sure you've all felt the strange goings on. Memories not your own, the feelings of other people...and an influx of emotions not your own. I've had several such flashes in the last few days. And to that end, I...well I suppose I'd like to speak with the individuals with whom I've shared memories. I know not who, but I recall several names from the dreams. Holmes, Winchester, Celebrian, and Stark, as well as the planet Vulcan and some sort of drill. Those would be the clues I have thus far.

Please, contact me or find me in the Oxygen Gardens. Thank you.

[With that out of the way, the Jedi Grandmaster sends out a second broadcast]

Filtered to the Star Wars cast )

[OOC: This is a sort of catch-all for Stage 2 Event things. Please feel free to tag with action if your character would prefer. Prose or brackets is fine with me, I'll match]
19 August 2013 @ 11:07 pm
picture! )

If Jedi feel the need to use their magic, better hurry. You don't know how much trouble the kid can get into. Seriously. I've spent the last couple of weeks hunting this kid down through the entire ship, so if he shows up in your department, kick him in the butt and send him down to me.
[n-not that he's worried about him or anything!!!]
17 August 2013 @ 11:30 pm
So, uhm—

( by now rory's acquainted with the idea of using these things to talk to others, even talk to complete strangers, but using it to talk to everyone at once? he feels strangely self conscious. )

Hello… ( also, what is he supposed to say? the frown deepens. he should have planned this out better. maybe made a script. a beat and he hazards on. ) Okay, this is Rory… I mean, hello, my name is Rory; Rory Williams, and as it's starting to look like I really am going to be here for more than a day or two, which, might I add, is a bit weird, since usually it's about a day and a half on the outside depending on where the TARDIS has ended up… and, right, rambling. Sorry!

( he takes a breath! ) My name's Rory… I'm… from England, 2012 AD, I'm also a nurse if that's… ever going to turn up useful, sort of hope no, probably yes. But I am one. ( beat. should he say something else? what should he say? why does no one else find this as intensely awkward as he does??? he forges ahead, somehow managing not to repeat his name again and finishing strong with— )

It's nice to meet you? Oh, and if you need… anything, or something, right, okay, thanks. ( … now comes ten seconds of silence before he finds the off button. )
02 August 2013 @ 10:49 am
For those who noticed the incident that triggered the watering system in the garden a few hours ago, I'd like to assure you that it wasn't a ship error or an act of random vandalism, and it wasn't anything to be concerned about. It was an accident and it won't happen again.

[a pause. okay, anakin, your turn to speak. explain the accident]

There was a slight…malfunction while we were testing the repairbikes.

[okay, so perhaps it's more like "they were being idiots and pushed the bikes too hard and managed to hit a tree" but shh.

also, guess who isn't impressed about having to make this post in the first place? damn future masters.]

The rain managed to put out the fire before it spread, but- Look, it wasn't our fault. We fixed them perfectly, but then the controls froze up and it either this or let them fly about and possibly kill someone. At least this way it's just a few trees that got hit.

[because that means they made the right choice, doesn't it? he just glances back across at obi-wan now, leaving him to finish this up. there's a reason the other jedi usually takes the lead in discussions instead of him.]

Either way, we accept full responsibility for our actions, and apologize if we startled or frightened anyone.

[ooc: Blue is Obi-Wan, this refers to this!]
06 July 2013 @ 10:14 pm
Tell me something interesting about you or your world, Tranquility.

[She's bored and needs entertainment.]

And I mean interesting by the way.
25 June 2013 @ 07:09 pm
[ as is his habit these days, robb appears with grey wind's massive form at his side, regarding the camera from robb's shoulder. the wolf doesn't move, stares into the camera even as robb shuffles through the things on his nightstand, takes a minute to gather his thoughts before speaking. ]

There were many different religions in Westeros, and since arriving here, I've learned of many more. None are familiar to me, though some bear passing resemblance to those gods worshipped by those of my land. I have attended the chapel, but all of it was strange to me, and I don't think I could swear to those gods as I have my own.

[ there's a pause. grey wind shifts restlessly at his side and robb sighs, tugs at the laces of his tunic until they loosen. ]

There's no weirwood aboard this vessel. I have prayed always to the old gods, and it is said that they would keep watch so long as a man did not stray from their line of sight. I have strayed far, though not intentionally. So what I wonder is if I swear to my gods, or bind two souls together in marriage, or ask a blessing upon my bannermen, do my gods still hear? Do any of our gods hear us, when we've wandered so far?

[ robb stops, takes a breath. he looks away from the lens, reaches as if to cut it off and then grey wind huffs, like a reminder, and robb adds, almost as an afterthought-- ]

Thranduil, I would speak with you, if you would spare me audience.

[ and then robb cuts off the feed. ]
13 June 2013 @ 04:38 pm
[Nomi's had a couple of days to adjust and play around with her new communicator, but hasn't taken the time to do any sort of broadcast. Better to know the ins and outs of a new device before addressing it, since there was no sense in making a fool of herself. The entire affair is somewhat disorienting, but then she's been in worse straights. At least there's decent food, and showers. Much better than with the Krath. Why, she didn't even have her hands tied.

But now? Time to talk, figure out just who the other Jedi on the ship are. The ones she hasn't met yet, anyway. Those presences in the Force stand out like bright spots, after all, and if they're anywhere near as interesting as Master Jinn and Nymta then she's in for a real treat. Of course, there's also the matter of greeting the other people. No reason to exclude potential friends and allies, right?]

Greetings to you all.

I'm somewhat unfamiliar with protocol here, so forgive me if I misstep. My name is Nomi Sunrider, and I understand that that there are a number of fellow Jedi aboard this ship. If it's possible, I would very much like to speak with you. I've quite a number of questions and I feel it would be in our best interests to open lines of communication. As I've learned already...time seems rather fluid here, so if you require proof of my identity I will not take it amiss.

Now. With that bit of business out of the way...[Nomi smiles warmly at the camera, figuring a light topic would be best for the moment.] There are a number of other realities represented here, it seems, and that makes me wonder...just what is the music like where you are from? The audio files I've managed to access here feel...odd. Not bad, but certainly not my tastes. If anyone might be willing to share I have a few files stored in my personal datacron I could offer in exchange.

Also, is there anywhere I could find Jawa Juice on this ship?
13 June 2013 @ 06:28 pm
[ anderson has come to terms with her presence here in as much as she can. there's a minimum level of information she's gathered from the guide, the network, peoples' minds. accept that which you cannot change, prioritize, move on; those are the principles she's been operating on for the time being.

so she faces the screen now, expression and voice even.
] We’re all from different worlds. I know that there are different justice systems in many of them. [ there’s a brief pause, a swallow. the hall of justice has been her home for a long time, being a judge is what she’s always wanted. the role of judges in her world is important, it’s necessary. she doesn’t want to see their reputation sullied by a comparison, but she wants to know this. ] Tell me about them?

[ ooc; annd a permission post for her too! ]
10 June 2013 @ 12:58 pm
[ irene's not sitting in her room, she's sitting in someone else's. namely, the room that once belonged to her version of sherlock holmes. on her index finger are three gold rings that she fidgets idly with while she speaks. ]

I see our very own cautionary tale has graced us with an echo. For those newly arrived, I'd say pay attention to that, and note what happens if you don't get yourself into a pod before the jump time. It leaves in quite a mess, or so I'm told.

[ there's a clink of rings as she shakes them off, letting them fall onto the side table, edging them lightly into place with her fingertips. ]

Now, having that settled, I suppose I'd ask an introduction on the part of those newly arrived. All those newly arrived. In all the chaos of your arrival, it's only polite that we all introduce ourselves. We are to be living in rather close quarters for the foreseeable future, are we not?