27 November 2015 @ 09:17 pm

[ USER NAME: blake ]

blake's dating service? anyone? ( she's not looking to kick it off again okay she's just curious as to how many people remember that shit storm ) for the people who avoided that little gem, little bits of advice/tips/etc. on surviving in a wild forest with things that want to kill us? might be helpful for people who aren't used to this.

i'll start: please please please always be careful about what you stick in your mouth. don't get me wrong i can't tell you how to live your life, but i don't feel like a repeat of a whole camp tripping on hallucinogenic nuts.
15 March 2015 @ 12:51 pm
so joining a department is one of the main things people around here suggest doing
but unless you plan on working 24/7 that leaves a lot of down time for you to fill in
so other than work/sleep/eating/cleaning there's a few options you can take

rec rooms: there's a few different kinds so here goes

fitness- gyms and swimming pools. equipment's already there inc. swimsuits and towels
entertainment- gaming. stuff like pool tables and darts
bars- they all seem pretty well stocked but you're not gonna find anything from home unless it comes in your locker
media library- again, nothing from home that didn't show up for you.
viewing rooms- with huge screens for all your space opera watching needs, apparently (whoever that is, you ever want to close up after you?)
holodecks- gonna have to ask the tech-types to explain that one for you

then there's the clubs people run too. i know fight club is still a thing. no idea if anything else is still running

and in related news, lacrosse
me and a friend used to play here a while back
he's gone now but i guess i kind of miss playing
anyone interested?
i've got a mountain of equipment already so just let me know
08 March 2015 @ 08:33 pm
[ one day octavia will have something useful to say on the network.

today, unfortunately, is not that day, and the morning after the jump the tranquility is blessed with this little piece of poetry.


- not be a dick (non negotiable)
- be attractive (subjective so you know feel free to put your hand up even if you don't think you're a babe)
- have a sensitive side (our blonde here is a little on the shy side when it comes to the lip to lip action)
- not be as dull as watching paint dry (please for the love of all that is good know how to hold a conversation)
- don't be super old. that would be weird.

applications can be made here for review by me (octavia) before being passed onto the blonde. just so you know, she doesn't wind up with anyone weird or creepy.

good work guys, back to your regularly scheduled work or whatever.

[ and, as an afterthought: ]

also, bellamy blake is gone, whatever that means. home, hopefully. just in case he managed to actually make any friends here despite the handicap of being a huge dork. thought you should know.

[ now she's done. ]
08 March 2015 @ 03:02 am
[ jax is wearing his sweatshirt, hood tucked up around his neck and ears, wet hair tied up in a bun. he's missing his customary cigarette, though he looks like he could probably do with one as he settles back in the chair at the main gunnery console. his expression is tense, but he flashes a smile for the camera as he begins speaking. ]

So that was an interesting wake up call. Not the way I'd wanna do it, but I figure the longer I stay up here the less picky I get about dropping out of a fucking stasis tube.

[ no, that doesn't get any less weird to say, but jax is working on it. ]

Anyway, anyone who doesn't know, I'm Jax Teller. If you're Gunnery, check in after you towel off. If you wanna be Gunnery, come down and see me. You got another department in mind, speak up, and they'll snatch you up. If you're new and you just got questions, fire away. I don't promise I got all the answers, but I can probably point you in the direction of someone who does.

[ there's a pause, jax balancing the comm on his knee while he punches a few buttons, then settles back. ]

Anyway, anyone who wants to bend an ear about current events, come on by. I got nothing but time.

[ and a healthy distrust of talking about anything important on the network, but a little paranoia is excusable, right? ]

And Ilde, lemme know when you got a minute.

[ and casual disconnect is go. ]
08 February 2015 @ 01:45 am
[ jax’s hair is still wet and dripping, but he’s made it down to gunnery, has his comm in his lap, hoodie over the back of his seat. he’s lighting up a cigarette, lets it dangling from his lip as he stows his lighter away. ]

Looks like another batch of new arrivals, right? Everyone make it okay?

[ as flippant as it sounds, it’s a genuine question. jax pauses a minute, then drags a hand back through his wet hair as he continues speaking. ]

I’m betting someone’s gonna post up the How-To guide any minute now, but for now you’ll have to make do with the informal shit.

[ and you can’t really get any more informal than jax, who tips his head back to blow a smoke ring, buy himself some time before he starts speaking. ]

I’m Jax Teller, I’m the CGO and if you got interest in lending a hand down in Gunnery, come down and see me. You got interest in any of the other shit, Sciences or Engineering or Flight or running Security for this barge, speak up, someone’ll point you in the right direction. We’re all about lending a hand these days. [ jax grins around his cigarette, lifts a hand to lift it away as he exhales a stream of smoke. ] Other than that, you’re in space, yeah. Don’t do anything stupid, read the Survival Guide, and you’ll be fine.

[ for a given definition of fine, anyway. which jax is clearly aware of, flashing a grim smile at the camera, flicking ash from the tip of his cigarette as he tacks on-- ]

And if you want smokes, talk to Ned.

[ at which point jax snickers to himself, then hangs up. teller out. ]
24 January 2015 @ 10:37 pm
[The video is shaky, obviously taken by someone who is both running and unfamiliar with how to use the device. But Minho doesn't care much about quality or the fact that the first half of the video is a blur accompanied by the found of running and heavy breathing.

He's running through the ship as fast as possible, trying to navigate a maze he's never been through before. At home he would know where to lose his pursuer, how to get enough of an advantage to be able to stop and breathe. Here he's at a disadvantage because of the unfamiliar ground, but at least he still has the stamina to run fast. Normally, the odds would be slightly in his favor.

Unfortunately, he's being chased by not one, but two Grievers.

When he comes up on a T in the corridor, he fakes right but goes left at the last second. The Grievers try to follow but end up tangling together in a horrific pile of mechanical limbs and sluggish flesh. It gives him a lead, at least for the moment.]

Still think this isn't WICKED?!

[Minho hasn't seen the PSA about boggarts, and even if he had, he wouldn't trust the people who posted it. He's new to the ship and has a grand total of two friends: Newt and Thomas. He trusts them, and they're the intended audience for this post, but it's hard to figure out filters when you're on the run.]
15 January 2015 @ 02:19 pm
so is there a way of checking who's arrived on this thing besides the old fashioned hunt them down method? like a log of arrivals/departures or a sign in sheet or something?

asking for a friend.
08 January 2015 @ 04:53 pm
[ It's been a while since Killian's bothered with the network, and anyone familiar will notice some obvious changes. He's looking 50% less pirate, for one, though he probably still qualifies as a modern facsimile. His hook's out of view as he addresses the camera, flashing a broad, agreeable smile. ]

I realize we've all got more pressing matters to attend to, but if you've a moment for a quick question—

[ A brief pause. He probably should've thought this out before starting the feed. Instead he's running on irritation, and it's only now that he's second-guessing the idea of being completely upfront. Gold may be gone, but the ship isn't precisely full of saints. Telling them his heart's gone missing is a vulnerability he'd rather keep off the table.

And even if they haven't got villainous intent, he's pretty sure the majority of them will just make bad jokes. Vague it is.

If you've found anything curious in your locker with the past jump, I'd like to hear about it.

[ Plenty vague, also plenty easy to ignore. As much as he doesn't want to be asking for help in the first place, there's already been about four near-death incidents he'd rather not repeat. The smile fades, expression more sincere as he makes a reluctant addendum. ]

I've recently made a trip home, and it seems something of mine's been misplaced on the way back. Anyone who assists me in finding it, I'll be in your debt.