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come_sailaway2023-10-29 01:46 pm
astrogator) wrote in come_sailaway2023-10-29 01:46 pm
I'll send an SOS to the world
Who: Everyone who wants to!
What: Messages for the outside, NOVEMBER PLOT
When: Mid-October onwards
Where: By Phil's signpost, the lounge, Ari's cabin
Warnings: None yet, will update as needed
Notes: Credit to Batya for the first prompt!
1. Hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore
A day or two after the signpost goes up, a small table shows up next to it, with a large blank notebook from Sundries. It has been labeled on the front, in careful printing: MAIL CALL.
A nearby note, in the same printing, reads:
2. Only hope can keep me together
In the second half of October, Ari will be in the lounge and other communal areas with her laptop. Anyone who passes by, whether she knows them well or not, will be asked to help her with a project. She doesn't want anyone to be forgotten, she says. She wants a record, because existence is so uncertain. Her injury made her value the people here on the ship more, she'll say, - and the bandage still around her head might speak to that. She encourages people to let her make a recording of them, talking about themselves.
'We can do it however you like,' she'll say. 'Flatvid, looking direct into the camera, or I can activate the holorecorders, give you your own holovid. If you don't know what to say, I'll ask questions. Please?' Are you really going to turn down the earnest young Tradeliner?
3. Sendin' out an SOS
Late in October, Ari calls a meeting of her co-conspirators. She gives them each a different time to arrive at her cabin, so the first arrivals will get to spend time helping with video editing or rocket construction while they await the others. There's time for private chat - but when everyone who decided to come along should be there, discussion begins in earnest.
[ooc: prompts divided up below for organisational purposes; contact me or Batya if you'd like to do something different!]
What: Messages for the outside, NOVEMBER PLOT
When: Mid-October onwards
Where: By Phil's signpost, the lounge, Ari's cabin
Warnings: None yet, will update as needed
Notes: Credit to Batya for the first prompt!
1. Hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore
A day or two after the signpost goes up, a small table shows up next to it, with a large blank notebook from Sundries. It has been labeled on the front, in careful printing: MAIL CALL.
A nearby note, in the same printing, reads:
If you could send a message back home, or onward to the next place you want to go, what would it say? Write it here for posterity.Pens and markers are available, in a tall cup scavenged from the buffet table.
2. Only hope can keep me together
In the second half of October, Ari will be in the lounge and other communal areas with her laptop. Anyone who passes by, whether she knows them well or not, will be asked to help her with a project. She doesn't want anyone to be forgotten, she says. She wants a record, because existence is so uncertain. Her injury made her value the people here on the ship more, she'll say, - and the bandage still around her head might speak to that. She encourages people to let her make a recording of them, talking about themselves.
'We can do it however you like,' she'll say. 'Flatvid, looking direct into the camera, or I can activate the holorecorders, give you your own holovid. If you don't know what to say, I'll ask questions. Please?' Are you really going to turn down the earnest young Tradeliner?
3. Sendin' out an SOS
Late in October, Ari calls a meeting of her co-conspirators. She gives them each a different time to arrive at her cabin, so the first arrivals will get to spend time helping with video editing or rocket construction while they await the others. There's time for private chat - but when everyone who decided to come along should be there, discussion begins in earnest.
[ooc: prompts divided up below for organisational purposes; contact me or Batya if you'd like to do something different!]
no subject
Whatever you want! I'll turn the camera on, and we can just have a chat and I'll ask you things, alright? Maybe start with your name, yes, that's a good idea, and how old you are and how long you've been here on the ship. I never asked you that before! I know it's longer than me.
[Slowly, visibly, Ari presses the record button to capture Fio's answer.]
no subject
[ Usually, she's a chatterbox. Maybe there's a bit of nerves, being this is her first time sitting in front of a camera where she isn't just taking simple snapshots on her phone. In her seat, she squirms a little, like she's trying to get more comfortable. ]
My name is Fio. I turned... eight, last December. [ She's not even sure if that's her real birthday. All she knows is that she was born in winter. ] I was seven when I came here. I've been here for um... a year and a half? A little more than that. Almost two years, I think. Not a lot of people from back then are left... [ From when she first arrived in March of last year. A slight grimace as she reminds herself out loud how long she's been living on the boat. The likelihood of her vanishing soon must be up there.
Her focus is less on the camera now, shifting over to Ari, quietly seeking guidance on what else she should follow up with. ]
no subject
You've been here a long time. Even longer than me. [She manages to say that neutrally, because of all the people here, Fio isn't one that she's going to burden with her own troubles.]
Maybe tell me about your old friends? The ones who aren't here any longer?
no subject
[ There are so many that she can name. Too many stories to tell. She can't possibly cover every single detail if Ari is going to record others for her project. It's what gets her talking at least. A pause to think, as far back to the very beginning of her voyage. ]
Flynn was my very first roommate. He didn't stay in our cabin very long 'cause he wanted to give me the bed to sleep on. Sometimes he'd visit to read me stories. He was a knight back home. He talked to Miss Jenny to calm her down when she was super upset.
And Jade... I told you 'bout him before! [ That was mostly towards Ari and not the camera. ] He was a crow-romancer. [ "Necromancer," she means. ] I called him Mister Specs 'cause of his glasses. He played a joke on me when I first visited the buffet. Told me that the food might be poisonous! But you know, he was the first grownup who didn't look at me with a scary face that said he wanted to hurt me. I used to be really afraid of everyone... 'cause there's lots of bullies back home. He gave me this "capacity core" after the battle royale. It makes me feel safe...
[ Fio holds up her wrist to the camera, revealing a bracelet with a gold disc, colorful gemstones embedded into it. A similar-looking one is worn on her other wrist. She shows it off for a few seconds, before moving on: ]
And, um... there's Blue. Her name's Jinx. I always called her "Blue" 'cause she had gorgeous long blue hair that I've never seen before! She used to stay up in the rafters in the theater. She tried to look after me like a big sister. [ "Tried" being a keyword. In the end, it didn't work out between them. But they managed to remain as friends. It was thanks to her party that she managed to first meet her skeleton father. ]
Mister Windy was here too. His actual name's Venti. He's... [ She trails off. Fine, she does like talking about everyone. A lot. But is she talking too much? She's not even done. A pause, directing attention towards Ari again. ] Is it okay to keep talking?
no subject
It does occur to her that she could cut some of this very selectively, but - no. She resolves to stay focused on the moment, on Fio herself. She can assess the utility of the material later, and have Cassandra's opinion on it too, to make sure she's not crossing lines that she shouldn't.]
It's alright! [When she finally speaks up, it's in that same calm and reassuring tonne.] You can talk for as long as you like, and you can stop any time you want.
I'm glad you had lots of people try to look after you. It must have been tough to lose them. Tell me about Mister Windy? I never met him.
no subject
So Mister Windy was a bard. A... storyteller, too. He was kind and helpful. This one time, Miss Jenny was really mad and there was a big ol' storm... the whole ship was shaking. Stuff flew around everywhere! I thought we were gonna sink! [ She thought she was going to die. Flynn and Jade were briefly on the phone, to give instruction and comfort. Jinx showed up to provide company until help arrived. ] That's when Mister Windy came by and flew me over to Jenny's ship, to keep me safe.
And Mizuki... Mizuzu! I never really played "video games" before. [ And despite there being an arcade, she only recently started attempting at playing on the machines. She shifts her stuffed animals to the side and holds her hands in front of her, pretending that she's pressing buttons on a handheld gaming device. ] He showed me this game called Pac-Man! You've gotta play as Mister Pac-Man and eat dots and bad ghosts to win. And, and...
[ She really can go on for a long while. ]
Clarke... Did you know Clarke? She was here for a very long time too. [ They first met at the summer camp. Fio recalls Clarke's food poisoning and how she wanted to see her mother. She may have noticed her disappearance shortly after Jade. ] A whole bunch of us played a game called "laser tag" on the ship. She taught me how to aim! Pew, pew! [ She giggles, putting her fingers together, acting as if she's aiming a gun at an invisible target. ]