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[fullcowl]

[His voice is a little shaky to start off, he's not that used to using the MID and he's still nervous talking to potential crowds. Addressing (potential) crowds is All Might's thing, not Izuku's.]

Hello, um- My name is Midoriya Izuku, I also go by Deku. I'm one of the personal defense specialists. [He says it, but he sounds a bit unsure, like he doesn't know if they picked the right guy for this job.]

I'm- I was in the hero course at U.A. High before I ended up here. [Now he sounds more confident.] I'm a hero in training.

As for personal defense, I focus on hand to hand. I have a pretty good range I can teach, I think. If you want to learn the basics, or somebody to spar with I can help with that. Or if you want scenarios to test yourself with I'll help create them for you.

Please let me know if you need anything. I'll be in the training simulation room.

Uh... Thank you for your time!

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[kidjoy]

Some of the lights on Mero stopped workin'. Like workin' at all. Not just the dyin' candle fire nonsense everywhere else has goin' on.

[She snorts, shuffles around and falls quiet a moment. When she speaks again, she sounds embarrassed.]

I gotta fix it. Think it's kinda my job. But I don't really know, um. How. [Another snort and she's tries to cover the embarrassment with an air of feigned annoyance.] So if somebody doesn't get their ass up here to help me, ya'll just gotta live in the dark.

[Video] - 001

[gluteusexmachina]

[ Say hello to a glowing green visor, that soon steps back to reveal a very backlit cyborg, who lifts his hand in a casual greeting. ]

Yo! I thought I should introduce myself! I am Genji Shimada. I am new here, and although many of my friends are here, I am very interested to speak to those I have yet to meet.

I will serve as a messenger on this ship, and I currently reside in Moro Deck, room six, if anyone would like to pay me a visit!

Please be patient with me, this is a very strange adjustment to make, I have never been into space, so I am still getting my bearings. I ask that you forgive any seemingly foolish questions from me.

More over, I am also looking for sparring and/or meditation partners to spend some of my spare time with. If anyone is interested, do not hesitate to contact. I am also happy to help guide meditation, if it interests someone who is a beginner.

Let me know if there is anything I can help with, my skills are very specific, but if I can make a difference for anyone, I gladly will.

It is an honor to meet you all!

[VIDEO][001] - Backdated to Magnus' Arrival

[onlytwoexpressions]

[The video feed flickers to life, and despite the commotion, it's very much intentional. For those of you who know Riptide, you can see him frantically trying to escape from two hands that about as big as he is. Finally, one hand seizes Riptide and slams him to the floor. With some stability now, the camera is able to focus on Ultra Magnus. For those of you who don't know him, prepare to be bored. For those of you who do know him, it's possible that he's much much bigger than you remember, having had a few necessary upgrades recently.]

[He clears his vocalizer.]

Attention to all those who receive this broadcast. My name is Ultra Magnus. I have recently come aboard this ship and have been given the position of bailiff and parole officer. Let it be known that I have served as an officer of the law prior to my enlistment aboard the Moira, and as such, I promise that I will treat my duties and responsibilities with the utmost care, respect, and diligence that is befitting the position. I am fair and even-handed, and I look forward to working with all of you and becoming a productive member of the community.

That said, I have in my custody the one known as Riptide. He is a former comrade of mine, who served aboard the same ship as I did. Some of you may know him, and I am obligated to inform you that trusting this individual is a huge mistake. He is, as of now, being apprehended for being an accessory to mutiny.

[If Riptide wriggles, Magnus quickly presses his considerable weight down on him to make him stop.]

As I am still unfamiliar with the ship, I wish to know where the brig is located. I also wish to know everything about the due process aboard, as I intend to have this...this...ne'er-do-well answer for his crimes against his chain of command. In addition, if there are any forms and paperwork associated with the booking of prisoners so that they can be properly processed, I will more than happily fill out any and all necessary forms.

Again, I hope to make your acquaintance and let's all be sure to follow the new rules and expectations set forth by our current caregivers.

Magnus out.

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[aerospacecommander]

While the lessor intelligent members of my species are off being idiots, I've noticed there's been an influx of our kind. Normally, this would not be an issue -- other than the majority being morons, but I've also noticed out energy supply is dwindling.

[He only noticed because he was totally going to hoard energon for himself.]

And large portion of the supply was apparently destroyed. If the ship weren't in its current state of low power I could probably right something up. With the right resources I could still do so, but I have no power sources to convert energy from. And nothing to store it in.

-- Unless Soundwave can pop energon cubes out of his chest.

Anyway. I'm open to suggestions. I mean the organics of the ship could be turned into a giant battery, but I know I know. Ethics and all that.

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[imaginary_wife]

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[Have an obviously inhuman woman, folks. One of the more (debatably) rough of the medical staff but she's very dedicated to her profession.]

Hello everyone. One of your resident medical staff here with a valuable question. I was going to make a PSA but that can wait for later in the month. For now, short version blah blah blah don't spread disease some people don't have immunities blah blah blah we have sex ed materials if you need that kind of thing look for them so on and so forth alternate universes, they happen, and sometimes people look like you or have your name and mama. Good times. Large inorganics have a cargo bay space set aside for them.

More on all that later.

The recent dimming of power is creating a health issue for some of my patients. And being that we're a bunch of resourceful smart cookies, some of us anyway, I want to put together a repair team. Specifically I planned to ask Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Tali, Ratchet the fuzzy not Ratchet the metal, and Peridot. But I know there are some of you I'm not acquainted with that could add a little something to this party.

That said, I know absolutely fuck all about magic but if someone has ways that might be able to pitch in too? I'm figuratively all ears.

[Because she only has earholes.]

Thank you kind folks, I'll catch up with you as soon as we've worked on this some.

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[isdronning]

[ Though she's been here for seven long months, this is only Elsa's second time making a network-wide broadcast. She does, admittedly, look a bit nervous as the video feed flicks on, but unlike her first broadcast, she offers the camera a friendly smile. ]

Hello, everyone.

[ For a moment, she falters, wondering if she should introduce herself. That feels somewhat presumptuous, however, so she doesn't take that direction--she'll introduce herself as needed in conversation, instead. Clearing her throat to cover for her stumble over words, she runs a hand quickly through her hair and continues. ]

I intended to post this a bit over a month ago, but with everything that happened last month... There was never a time that felt appropriate. As things seem to be calmer now, however, and we're trying to get rid of clutter, now seems as good a time as any.

In the mail quite a while ago, I received some items that I personally have no use for. I thought perhaps I would offer them to any parties who may be interested.

[ There's some shifting, the camera shaking as Elsa turns her MID to show the desk in front of her with some items lined up on it. On the left, there is an honest to god selfie spoon, which she doesn't understand in the least, and to the right, a pile of hand soaps. Shaped like actual hands. The mail had decided to play a joke on her of some kind, she thinks. ]

As you can see, there are a number of these "hand soaps", and I actually have even more than this... I was given about forty of them, so if anyone is in need of soap, I suppose, please feel free to request one. Or more. I can't possibly use this many, but I'd hate to waste more than necessary...

[ More shaking, and the camera turns back to her face. ]

I'm not certain anyone will want any of this, but if you do...! Please do feel free to say so.