[ there's a dizzying swing of the camera at first as the device is positioned, and then the picture comes into focus. she wears the simple black suit they gave to her, wears her hair in a simple braid over her shoulder, but there is something about the way she sits, the way she looks, solemn and calm, that might belie nobility.

there also happens to be the head of a wolf just in shot at her side, sandy haired. one of Zelda's hands rests in the fur on the beast's great head, but her attention is on the camera. at first, she studies the thing, eyes narrowed, as if she isn't sure it's working as expected - and then she seems content with it, and gives a nod, and speaks, soft and clear. ]

It seems that 'Tranquility' is a name ill-fitting for this - vessel. [ she still finds it a little hard to believe that they're essentially flying in the sky, but she's known stranger circumstances, and isn't about to call it foolish. new as she is, the sorrow that passes over her face is utterly genuine - ] - I understand that these times are cruel. I am sorry.

[ the grief passes, however, the calm remains, her fingers scratching at one of the wolf's ears before she continues, steady and even. ]

My name is Zelda, and I am newly woken here. I have gathered some information on the situation, but - more would always be welcome. Some of you have been kept here for some time, I imagine. The dangers, especially - please tell me of them.

I also seek to speak with those working in the medical section of the ship. I am no doctor, but I have power that may be put to use there, if you will have it.

[ a brief, curt smile, and then she bows her head. ] Thank you.

I can't just sit idly by at a time like this...

[A sigh as the spikey-haired lawyer pops up on the feed, frustrated and a little beleaguered.]

Is there anything I can do to help the people working right now? I don't want to just twiddle my thumbs when others are hard at work. I know my skillset isn't really helpful here, but even if it's just little things, I'll work hard at it if it means it'll make a difference!

Someone, please get back to me about this as soon as you possibly can. Thank you.

[Feed cut.]

[ ah, tranquility, long time no- actually you may have seen one of them around last month. or both. maybe you got lucky on that front. what you do end up seeing, right now, looks suspiciously like one the tranquility's science labs. there's one person in the frame right now, and yes, if you see that blue glow coming from the chest, you can guess that it's tony stark in one of his normal habitats of a lab. you can't see his face but you can hear him saying something to someone off screen. ]

Technically it's not false pretenses if after we're done we do get to play. I'm not going to be the bearer of bad news again without company. Seriously, I don't want to be giving this news in the first place. Not right after "Adventures in the English Moors from Hell" or some other stupidly foggy place.

[ yes tony because that's a good descriptor for silent hill. also. not really helping your case at all. especially when you turned this thing on just so bruce has no other choice to actually help you with this psa. ]

I think those are actually in Scotland.

[ ...bruce that is not helpful or topical, tony carry on. ]

Which is a part of England. You're arguing semantics to get out of my main goal here. Seriously, not doing this PSA alone. They're going to start referring to me as the man who brings the gloom and doom if I do them alone too much. It'll be what the new kids call me and that is not even okay in the slightest. [ see bruce, resistance is futile, your life is now apparently made in star trek quotes and horrible other pop culture thing's. and also tony pulling your arm to get you in the frame with him. which really tony who does that to the hulk. you are so weird. so weird that now you've also shifted the comm up to where everyone can see adventures in bruce and tony being five with faces. ]

Quit grabbing-- are you five? [ that last part is muttered-- well. "muttered". ] Fine, all right. Hi.

[ that last bit addressed to the comm. ] So, I know we've all had it... rough, the last week. [ that was his turn tony you go, have a subtle elbow to the side. ]

Actually thirteen, but thank you for thinking I'm younger than I am. [ tony, that's also not topical and let's try to remember why you came here. ] That was also the worst turn known to man. Anyway! Like Dr. Banner said, we've had a rough last week and some of you were in English Moors and some of you were just on the regular horror filled spaceship. Pretty sure no one won there. That being said, we're about to tell you something that's gonna make it a little worse.

Those of you who are new hopefully know who the one we call Smiley is. If not- Banner, you give them a run down on that. This is going to make no sense if they don't know and I think the ship deserves to hear your dulcet tones. [ …tony that's mean. have an elbow, not subtle at all to your side, bruce. ]

Ow. [ he clutches his side, exaggeratedly affronted. (if you know him, fine. he looks mildly questioning and in need of a haircut like usual, otherwise.) ] Nice cut off point, Tony.

[ and back to the comm. ] Smiley is-- well, the jury's out on what, but he's been a presence in our lives for a while now. If you've heard about lists or puzzles, if it wasn't that guy in the hat-- [ he waves his hands vaguely at the rat's nest on his head. ]

--Or the guy who's obsessed with bacon. Seriously, will someone think of the people who keep kosher? Or you know, the people who actual like eating bacon who don't want to see it ruined.

[ yanking this BACK jesus tony bruce totally isn't quietly laughing at that, no. ] Or him, okay-- if it wasn't one of us, my point is, they probably meant him. We don't... quite know his agenda-- [ correction: we don't know his agenda at all ] But when he communicates, it's better to pay attention.

[ which tony does all the time. even when it's quiet. because he's a paranoid asshole. also you know, just someone who doesn't believe in privacy or things normal people like. right. BACK TO HIM. thank you for no elbow bruce, he was thinking that was his cue, but you didn't give it. ]

Obviously there was no communication while I think, what, half of us were stuck in that fog on the main network of our communication devices. So I was curious, and I checked our subnetwork that he likes to hide on sometimes. Yeah. Got a communication there. First was a riddle, led to some bullshit about not liking planets and and quiet, but liking worlds and peace. FYI, last two words don’t have t’s the first two do. Funny letter play. Anyway, after that, I found this, it’s an imitation, but if you can get someone to hack for you, you’ll find that it’s the same thing I’m sending to all of you right now.

[ do do you all get to have tony turn this to text for a second and get sent this: ]

IT WANTS TO KEEP YOU

It wants to keep you. Not the most welcoming lines, especially considering this entire ship and how it'’s at least vaguely creepy to most of us and how I think most of us want to go home. I'm not saying, be worried- actually, no, I am, because every time something like this pops up we end up either having stupid lists that don't make sense pop up or we turn blue from space sickness and have them lead us to a lab, this lab, actually, that had been teeming with abominations of nature that didn't have any eyes and shouldn't have survived jumps without turning into puddles of monster, but did, and- Bruce, you agree with me, yeah?

[ back him up, bro. also no elbow for you but it's implied. ]

...Oh, I get to talk now? [ very very sassy, mr. banner. but he's not annoyed, and there's a tiny actual grin hovering around the edges of his mouth; bruce banner likes hearing tony stark talk. (and thus were a million s.h.i.e.l.d. employee bets lost.) ] There's a pretty decent rubric, in life, for how worthwhile a hunch is. Once is usually a wild goose chase, two is coincidence, three's worth looking into. Four confirmed sightings-- which is what we have, now-- is a pretty good place to start.

[ bruce holds up one fingers. ] "It wasn't our fault." [ another finger. ] "Succeed and give and it helps you to live." [ a third finger, kind of the boy scout sign bruce go away. ] "It'll only find you faster."

[ he lowers his hand, taking off his glasses to finish the point. ] And now "it wants to keep you." I think we need to worry about what exactly "it" is, now. Which leaves one more very important question--

[ and take us home, tony. ]

Who the fuck is T? There's a list, I know all of you have seen it, if you haven't, I'll send it to you, I guess, but last name our list of people who still don't make any sense is T. I can hear you yelling already Nathan- We knew R and W were Resnik and Ward, we have no clue who T is beyond, what, the Tranquility? [ there's a dismissive snort, sorry guys, but that's not a theory he's subscribing to. ] All the T's were underlined in that message. Smiley seems to not like T if the words are anything to go by. I'm just saying, even beyond what "it" is, who is T and what did T to earn such hate that "it" can't even like words with their initial in them.

Come on Smiley, come out, don't be like Paris and Nicole and just say he knows what he did. We're inquiring minds here, and I personally like a gossip magazine from time to time.

[ tony no. just no. that was, just look at bruce right now. he is side-eyeing so HARD and mouthing 'paris and nicole' because south america on a fugitive's budget didn't lead to lots of us weekly reading okay, god. get back on topic, you two so you can go play. ]

That's actually all we've got, now that I've said this, just watch, something will happen because that's our lives. And no, again, we don't get to say, "Tony you made it angry," because I didn't even talk to it this time and neither did Banner. So, not mine or his fault. Direct questions to the two of us, or whatever, but if we take a bit we're making science related discoveries because I promised Banner a treat for doing this with me.

[ reaching towards the communicator, bruce gets out-- ]

If you compare this to hiding a pill in a piece of cheese for a housepet next, I'm taking my science and going home to Betty.

[ AND THEN CLOSEUP OF BANNER WRIST AND WE’RE OUT. ]

[ ooc | tony, bruce. replies come from both, unless directed to just one in the subject. ]

[Shepard has noticed a few things in the past few days. Mostly, that people who are usually around aren't. The jump cycle hasn't come to its end yet, so obviously they aren't missing due to that, which leaves few other options.

So, when the video comes on, she's all calm Commander Shepard, sans maybe the hamster in the background of her cabin running like a mad furry thing on his wheel.]

I don't know if anyone else has noticed, but it seems like the ship is acting up again. I haven't seen half the crew in several days, and despite how big this ship is, that's not normal. I can only cover so much ground in one day, so we'll try the express route.

Anyone seeing this have a clue what's going on and where the hell everyone's run off to?

Hello Tranquility!!

[ a communication device flicks on revealing... grain, and little else. At least to start out with. after some time, a man in a bow tie looking... more enthusiastic than he has any right to look shows up in the feed. ]

—Kept meaning to do this, but apparently, I was already here. Or more specifically, will be here. And let me just say, there’s nothing more annoying than being ░░░░

[ static... as the feed flicks out. and then flicks on again, with the doctor looking somewhat annoyed. ]

Never mind that. As I was saying, there's nothing more annoying than being upstaged by— ░░░░░

[ a screech, static, and then back again. ]

—UPSTAGED BY YOURSELF.

[ this time, as he hits the coms device, the feed seems to stay. ]

Now, where was I? [ pause ] Right. I really ought to have introduced myself more formally sooner, but I couldn't help but get distracted. You know how it goes. Abandoned spaceship kidnapping people from multiple dimensions, no answers in sight— ░░░░

[ now he might be a little angry. ]

Communications devices that don't work!!!!

[ pause ]

But that's not the point, now is it? No, what's far more concerning, is here we are, on a not-so-abandoned spaceship, and the fog's setting in.

[ another pause ]

The fog. How could I have not noticed the—

...Never mind that.

[ he swallows ]

No, what's important is that I'm the Doctor, and I promise I'm going to do whatever I can to get to the bottom of this. Get to the bottom of the fog, why we're all here, and whatever else is thrown this way, because let me tell you, I've been through... ░░░░░░░░░░?͚̬̯̤̰̘̩̳̘̱̹͇͔̝̙̟̀͘͝͡͞?҉̫͇̖̬̲͉̫͍̼̘̹̣͕͈̻͡͡?̀҉̹̘͔̜̕

[ and the static takes over as the feed goes dead ]

[The feed comes on to show Taylor looking pretty annoyed, a sharp frown pinching her brows even as something a little more weary lingers in her eyes. Her tone, when she starts speaking, still comes out strong, more authoritative than might be remembered from her before. Her first real announcement as Head of Security, she's keeping her shoulders set and her gaze level.]

I was thinking that this was basic fucking common sense, but seeing as some of you seem to need someone to actually say this shit, I'm gonna lay it out for you.

You don't kill each other, you don't assault each other, you don't steal each other's belongings and you don't damage each other's belongings.

[A pause, making sure those sit clearly before she carries on.]

There is a security team here, we're active and we will take action to enforce these basic rules and rights if we see or are informed of them being broken. Each infraction will be dealt with individually, so don't ask me for a blanket 'what will you do if'. SEC's here to keep everyone safe, not to control your lives. Most of you know the kind of shit we've had to deal with here - if you don't, you should've read about it. It's bigger and it's nastier than this kind of sniping, so calm the fuck down and stop fucking with each other already.

[A moment, keeping the same hard expression before she seems to relax slightly, looking away at something off camera and then back again.]

Personal request: if there's anyone that can do tattooing or just art shit, drop me a message. [A slight motion of her shoulders, almost a shrug.] Been doing them myself, but I want these somewhere I can't get at. Can show you how to do it bare-bones, if you don't know.

Given all the rah rah rah for morality that I've seen lately, I figure the topic should be broached.

To me, it doesn't makes a difference and that's what's taken me so long to get to it. If kids want to drink, they're going to find a way to get to what they want. Not to mention, I hardly hold the monopoly on alcohol. [ he's getting to his point in a very roundabout way, yes. ] I'd also like to say that there isn't a day that goes by that I don't see at least one person drinking on camera, drunk texting or boasting about their inebriated state in some manner or another. More often than not, they're what I'd consider underage. And I'm not inclined to give much of a shit about where the product is going because I'm not profiting from it specifically in monetary value.

We don't have a set legal system. Each of us are from countries or worlds where the age cap varies or is completely irrelevant.

That being said, my point is: should there be an age restriction on those I knowingly permit into [ hm, no he's not going to say my ] an establishment where drinking and partying could lead to one thing and then another? I've seen an awful lot of preaching about save the children. God forbid we overlook their sweet, virgin eyes. If we're going to be stuck together for an indefinite amount of time, this might as well be addressed to [ huh, okay, what word does he want to use with you assholes? ] keep the peace. Or something like it. So, let's have it.

Don't care, couldn't be made to care or alternatively, open it to discussion. [ he's bored enough to let strangers and friends bicker at him and among each other. ] And if you were hired by myself or my [ other half ] business partner, report.

[ the camera angle lowers like he's done or ready to shut it off, instead he's scratching behind his ear and shifting his jaw to begrudgingly announce: ] Oh, and by the way, for those of you that knew him.. I think it's safe to finally assume that Justin Taylor has gone home. [ or wherever the fuck people who aren't dead but simply gone go, he doesn't say but his condescending and bitter fucking uncomfortable smirk implies. ]

Good day. My name, as many of you know, is Miles Edgeworth. I have been present on this ship for approximately two and one half months at this point; at home, I was a prosecutor.

I've a pair of proposals for your consideration. Each will be posted first via the text function, then read aloud for those who avoid the use of text.

( The 'buddy system'. )
( Mediation service; still in its beginning stages, looking for volunteers/input )



[OOC: If people sign up for the buddy system, I'll be matching them up next weekend sometime! An opportunity for forcing your character into new CR. :>]

[The feed turns on rather hesitantly, as a face peers in at it, an angular eyebrow arching up.]

Hello? Uh, this thing is on, right-

Are we... we're actually in space, huh? Wow. That's definitely...different.

At any rate, my name's Phoenix Wright - I'm an attorney, back home.

[He zooms in on a yellow badge on the the lapel of his jacket, tapping it slightly.]

I know that might not be of much use in space, but I'm willing to help however I can - is there anything I should be reading, on that note?

[He scratches the back of his head, grinning a bit.] I'm kind of rambling here, aren't I. At any rate - it's nice to meet you all, and I hope I can help in any way.

Now, how do you turn this off again...?

[After fumbling for a moment, the feed ends.]