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Apr. 18th, 2012 12:37 pm
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ODINSON! Whatever trick or spell has brought me here, I know it was your doing. I will not be toyed with, craven! Come whence the shadows you hide in or I will hunt you down and drag you out of them, and I will not be gentle.

You think yourself king of Asgard? Then face me like a warrior of Asgard. I would see you answer for your deceits and treachery!

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Apr. 14th, 2012 11:31 pm
buckingauthority: (104_cap195-1-1)
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[Kara's had plenty to drink. Which is probably not the best time to do a broadcast. But that's just how she rolls.]

Beware of spilling secrets to cats who can write. It will bite you in the ass. We have a god in our midst, people. We should bow down to our betters and to their whims.

[She raises her mug, but then falters.]

I can't think of a toast. Give me a sec.


[Reaching forward, she switches to a private channel.]

Chell. I'm settled in and I want you to come and check out the new digs. You and me, girl. It can be our bachelor pad. We can take one more. Or two. Got any ideas who else you'd like to room with?
femshep: (distant)
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If anyone's got a minute to spare, I was wondering if you'd tell me about wherever it is you come from.

The world or worlds, the level of technology, the political hierarchy, your culture and society and how it functions, etc.


[But a few minutes later, a second part is tacked on.]

Forget it. Forget all of that. Don't worry about getting technical.

Just tell me what it was like for you. Your ship or city. Your job. Your friends or family.

If it's not a problem.
femshep: (ehhh)
[personal profile] femshep
...If that fog ever comes back, just do me a favor and shoot me first.

[And that's all she has to say there.

But a few people will be receiving text portions locked individually to them, most of them reading the exact same:]



BCC: Telford, Kirk, Thrace, Hunt, Vegeta, Hart, Rhade
MESSAGE: If you've got time, I'd like to have a word with you in person.

TO: Claire
MESSAGE: Training sometime in the next 48 hours. When's good for you?

TO: Fox
MESSAGES: Still alive over there?
femshep: (grin of possible apprehension)
[personal profile] femshep
[And here's Shepard, out in the fog but you can tell she's walking briskly (presumably back toward the Flop) by the slight rhythmic sway of the camera. But she has SOMETHING IMPORTANT TO SAY, so listen up.]

If you hear this, you need to get inside and keep your door shut. There's something in this fog--the residents are all clearing the streets, and I think I saw a few putting on gas masks.

I repeat, if you hear this, you need to-... [A pause in which keeping a straight face seems difficult, and then she's busting up laughing.] You need to put on a skirt and stand on your head or something, because shit, I don't get why the hell you all listen to me, anyway. [By 'listen to' she means 'generally take orders from', and she distinctly remembers it making sense an hour ago, but now she's had an epiphany and it's fantastic.

Meanwhile, she tames the laughter down to an ecstatic grin, and in a tone that probably definitely makes you wonder what she's planning next and if you should duck and cover, she offers just two words:]


Shepard out.

[End transmission.]
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[A man stands out in the open rainstorm, blond hair matted to his forehead as his head leans back to let the drops hit down on his face.

There would be normally nothing unusual about this...except for the clouds of steam rolling off from his body and a faintly audible hiss.
]

Nice weather we're having.

[He looks down, puts a cigarette into his mouth and exhales. The tip burns bright, then dims and smokes. He covers his free hand over it to avoid the rain.]

So now that the ice is broken-- [He takes a drag and exhales out his nose.]

Someone wanna give me directions to the information desk? I seemed to have lost my tourist information on random-ass-padded-wall-worthy-oh-my-fucking-god-is-that-a-space-ship land.
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[personal profile] waspromisedcake
[There's the sound of a thunderstorm overhead and rain plopping down on the ground. For someone who hasn't been out in the rain for many years, this is a Big Deal.]

Is it safe to be outside?
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[Daniel looks tired, dirty, and a little haggard, but otherwise seems fine.]

Hey. Sorry I've been out of the loop for a bit, I was off in the woods.

[...technically true.]

Anyway, I'm around again, and I should be in the city for the a while. Let me know if you need anything.

[Private to Claire]

Hey, did you make it out alright?
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[Kara is sitting somewhere, her feet propped up, glass of hooch in hand. It's clear that she's had a few. Probably to give her some dutch courage for her not!apology.]

Ahem. Okay, this is awkward. Hi! [She waggles her fingers at the camera.] Starbuck here. You may have heard me ranting on about Cylons a few days ago. Decking a few orderlies in the process. Not proud about that. Anyway...

[Have a sheepish grin and shrug of her shoulders.]

It's been been cleared up. I've had it explained to me that we may have a converging universes or realities situation here - whatever the frak that means - which, uh, well, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I won't be going around waving my gun in people's faces for the foreseeable future.

[She goes to take a swig of her drink but then remembers to add:]

Unless you royally piss me off - which, you know, can happen on occasion - and then all bets are off. Although, it should be duly noted that I'm also a huge fan of duking it out or playing a game of Triad where the winner takes all to settle disputes.

So, uh, that's it. Everything's peachy.

[There's a brittleness to her smile, though, which may hint at the opposite.]

Carry on doing whatever the frak you were doing. Free drinks at the Flop for those of you in dire need of a drink. And I don't mean water, Chell.
femshep: (to the future)
[personal profile] femshep
My name's Commander Shepard, of the SSV Normandy, and if anyone's ready to give higher brain function a shot, I think I can keep us all alive.

[There's a pause as she pulls together what to say next, but not a long one. She pulls speeches out of her ass for a living. ...Well, that's part of her job, anyway.]

Now that you've all had your asses handed to you on a silver platter, we're starting to see what kind of enemy we're up against. Hell, we still don't know--don't you think for a second that they weren't holding back. And the only reason we fought back even as well as we did was because a few of us know how to handle a gun.

So here's what I'm thinking: I'm thinking we should organize. We'd all do a hell of a lot better if we established some sort of order here. If we knew who needed protection and who could be the ones to protect them. If we knew who the hell was guarding the damn ship instead of pairing off with the first idiot who shows a ounce of interest and taking off on some half-assed adventure. Because at this point I'm thinking it's pretty obvious that ship's what the enemy wants, and it's something we need to keep in one piece until we figure out why.

On top of that, I'm thinking the people with some sort of artillery and training should be the ones who start throwing themselves in the line of fire--exploration teams, search parties, even raids if that's what it comes to--and the people who've spent their lives at a desk or in some sort of lab should stay the hell in the city until they know which end of the gun to point. Shit, it doesn't even have to take long. I'll teach you, if I have to.

[There's a pause, and when she continues, her voice is a little quieter, a little less authoritative.]

I don't have any of the big answers. I don't know why we're here, and I don't know for how long. But I know how to survive, and how to make sure everyone else does to. So if you've got suggestions, I'm all ears. If you want to learn how to shoot, how to fight, I've got time for that too. [There's another pause, and she she exhales something between a laugh and a sigh.] And in the meantime, where am I looking to go to get some sort of drink?

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Mar. 4th, 2012 10:21 pm
outer_npcs: (The Oracle 2)
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Stay out of the bright. Don't show what you know. Don't show what you can do. They kill what they don't know.


They don't know you.
eternaliyah: (Default)
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[The video shows Daniel, in a cleared area surrounded by some underbrush. There's a large partially-butchered mountain goat, of all things, hanging from a tree by its horns behind him. The light shifts on Daniel's face, and the reason is clear when he turns the communicator to show a low, steady fire, with a pot held above it by a rough but sturdy cooking crane. Some half-chopped tubers and wild onions can be seen on a flat stone nearby.]

Hey. I can't eat all this. Anybody who wants some, feel free to drop by. I'm over here, [brief directions on how to get where he is from the City or the ship.] Follow the smoke or call me back if you have any trouble finding me.

filtered to various people )

[OOC: the in-person log is over here.]

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Mar. 1st, 2012 02:09 pm
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[On screen Jim is calm, a man clearly used to making announcements and to taking care of himself. He might be a little lacking in spit and polish, but his background of command is probably evident in his air.]

For those I haven't met, my name is James T. Kirk. I'd like to talk about our situation, and what our plans are. I say "our" because I believe it is imperative that those in a similar situation with similar goals band together to achieve them. I don't know why we're here, or where here is. I do know that we stand a better chance at both survival and getting home if we work together.

To that end, I suggest we form exploratory parties to learn as much as we can. About the ship, the surrounding area, and the domes.

Further, I'm willing to share whatever I have. Unfortunately, that's almost nothing and I have nothing to trade but labor. So I'm offering my services as well. You can find me at the provided housing, for the time being.

I am certain that, together, we can get through this.

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Feb. 29th, 2012 10:22 am
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[River is a seventeen-year-old girl who looks exactly like this. The cuts on her arm and forehead are relatively recent, though they've been cleaned up. But there are older scars and marks if you look close enough. She's wearing the same dress, and still isn't wearing any shoes.

She turns on the video, and frowns at the device in her hands. It's clear from the background that she's on the ship again, sitting on the floor.]
Dedicated source box. Filtered information from the Cortex...only what they want you to see. But it’s broken. Bits and pieces stuck inside that don’t belong.

[Then, she looks directly into the camera.] We don’t belong. We’re lost...lost in the woods.

((ooc: River won't really be able to read thoughts through the communicator, but let me know if there's any significant body language or physical features she might draw conclusions from. She may or may not actually comment on it.))
radars: (in ur base readin ur mind)
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[ Locked to Edmund (NPC), also open to Raven ]

I find myself in need of a bit of walking-around money. May we talk about trades?

[ Locked to Erik, also open to Raven ]

You're not the Erik I know. I'm not the Charles you know. We can leave it at that.

[ Open ]

My name is Charles Xavier. I am one of the awakened, from the ship. As far as I know, we are all from different times, and perhaps from different universes as well, and none of us knows how we came to be asleep on an unfamiliar spacecraft.

Has anyone a theory to present?

And one more thing. This may seem like an odd question, but... is there a large population center, nearby? I don't mean under the dome.

[ ooc note: Charles is talking about Israel's mind, which feels to him like a large population center even though it isn't. ]

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