thisavrou

[So being a millennial and a nerd means that thankfully Kamala adjusts to her MID pretty fast. It's basically like a big ship-wide Facebook married Skype with a little bit of Readit on the side. Cool. She's got it.

Okay Kamala, time to do your Avengers work. This is serious business and a solo mission. Can't screw it up. Take a deep breath, turn it on, and hit record.

The image of a teen girl with a mask on broadcasts across the network.]

Hello everyone, I'm Ms. Marvel and I come representing the Avengers. ...The Avengers of Earth. We're basically a bunch of superheroes that save the world and do good and heroics ....and stuff. [Smooth Kamala, moving on.] Anyway, I'm here to help make sure everyone totes gets back home safely. I just have a feeeeew questions. Important questions! That will help me with all the heroing stuff!

1. Has anyone else representing the Avengers shown up here?
2. How much do we know about this mission? Any estimate on how long it will take? Any hostile forces?
3. ...Also what happened to our shoes? I mean boots are kinda a part of my whole ensemble and were also kinda expensive so if I could get them back that would be super great!

[She puffs out her chest and looks in the camera doing her best to look authoritative and unconcerned. She did watch the world end, so she's seen worse, but there is a part of her that's just a bit concerned about how long this is going to take. Her expression wavers a bit.]

4. Uhh. Does this thing here connect to any other networks? Like maybe the internet so you could email... like... a school paper or something. Just curious!

[There's a pause. Like she really really wants to ask something but can't decide if she should. No, she can't resist.]

So are we really on the ship like.... for real in space boldly going where no one has gone before to a galaxy far far away? I mean, I just want to be sure so I can rub it in the face of someone back home before he can even claim all my Pictograms are fake.

friendquest

[The camera is shakey as Swerve tries to get the hang of using it on his wrist, squinting at it through his visor as it clicks on before a small whirring beep sounds off as he realises it's online.]

Eyy! Brilliant! Got this thing working. [he's going to finger guns at the camera with his spare hand] So, hey there crew of the Moira, aka Swearth 2: Return of the emotional trauma! Quester, bartender, and all round awesome guy Swerve at your service. Gotta say, this ship is kinda smaller than the Lost Light--your hallways could use some expanding for us taller guys. I mean, not for me, but you know. Other guys. There are other guys here right? [he waves his hand dismissively, seeming to drift off for a few moments.]

Anyway, off topic, I know. But it's been a while since I've had a captive audience, let alone one with so many organics! I've seen dozens of you squishy buggers! You're everywhere! And that's so cool! I gotta get my holo up and running so I can be one with you.

So, two main things I wanna know:

One, where's the nearest alcoholic establishment, a guy could really use a stiff glass of high grade right about now, and two--or, actually, well this kinda is part of one, since I need to know if you people even know what high grade is or how to distill it and last time this happened I was sort of human so I didn't even need to fuel up with energon, I just ate a fragton of pizza and drank good ol' fashioned beer in a can which was a weird but awesome experience, I can tell you that. Wait, where was I going with this again?

Oh! Right! Energon. You lot know what it is, or am I gonna starve slowly and painfully? And without even getting overcharged. That would be an awful way to go, nobody should have to live out their last moments in life without getting completely wankered. Not that I intend on dying, but you know. You never know what's around the next quantum jump!

[he starts getting distracted, looking off screen at something, and mutters to himself:] Slag, Quantum Leap--do I even still have that data slug on me? Gotta finish that episode before I forge--

[the recording abruptly shuts off as he slips his fingers over the device.]

mttbrandlegs

[Mettaton's been a little scarce on the network the past few months. It's reasonable, he's had a bit of a hard time! Still, as outgoing as he is, it's hardly surprising to see him address the ship as a whole.

Yet.. When his voice comes through the MID, it's uncharacteristically relaxed, almost dreamy.]

Hellooooo, beauties~! Goodness, have I told you all lately how wonderful you all are? I have the distinct feeling that I have not!!

I mean--that's not my jooob or anything, that's my boyfriend's job!! Ooh!! Guess what, everyone?! I am dating the handsomest Morale Officer on the ship!! That is Papyrus, if you are unaware of his good looks and stellar personality!! I am so proud I finally got a chance to let everyone know that I'm with him!! It was, after all, very important!! Anyway though;

Back to the main subject!

You're all wonderful, and I would love, love, love to express that to everyone! Every single one of you! Even the certain someone...who I can't seem to avoid having mild arguments with!! Haha!

Does anyone want a hug? I would adore a hug right now!

[...There will be regrets later. But Mettaton can't actually be blamed at this point, even if he sounds as if he's had some sort of mild psychotic break given his mercurial behavior lately.

Nah. He's just had some Cybertronian drugs.

Speaking of questionable decisions, though...]

By the way!! Want to know a secret?

[Mettaton pans out his MID a little, showing that he is in fact partially on the floor, with his legs apparently splayed up onto his bed. Certainly it appears undignified, but at least he seems comfortable, in that teenage gossip girl way.]

If you saw a small pink ghost last month...do I have a surprise for you!! That. Was. ME!!! Ooooh!!! What a scandal, right?! But you know what?! Toriel was right!! It is my business who I tell--and no secrets between friends!!

[Wink~]

Toodles, sweeties!!!

( Bad Decision Texts (included parties: Papyrus, Asriel, Kyoko, Alphys, Tailgate, and Ginko) )

daintylegs

Generally speaking, I don't think that glitter is any reason to be arrested and be mercilessly punished for the rest of one's natural lifespan.

[Tailgate says this in a completely serious tone, as if he knows his life is about to descend into an endless barrage of misery and agonizing boredom. That's what happens when you attack your Commanding Officer with a glitter canon, and then run away to hide behind a dangerous psychopath because you've never been made to suffer the consequences of your actions, and you don't really intend to start now.]

But! In lighter news it's come to my attention that some of you have not seen the Muppets! So I, Tailgate of Rivets Field, will enlighten you! The Muppets is human media from my universe, and we can watch human media because a friend hooked our ship to the human internet, so we spend a lot of time on there when we're bored.

How does a movie night sound? Also I'm always looking to try new things, so if any of you happen to have movies or tv shows to watch, then let me know.

Also tell me if you want in on the movie night thing, because I'm on the run right now and it has to take place at a super secret location, so I'll have to tell you in private.

redshitlord

[Ah, here we have the not-so-illusive Sideswipe. Fresh, red hot angry teenager for you, Moira. All those blue lights on his armor glowing hotly. Here is a robot child with a bone to pick.]

[He's standing outside his room -- if anyone knows for sure where that is, and... bristling. As much as a guy covered in armor can bristle.]

Okay! So, hey, are we done arresting each other for stupid stuff?

[Sideswipe 'mutiny' isn't stupid--]

Because, I gotta say, if anyone else has a problem with Riptide? You're gonna take it up with me! That's right. Me.

[A guy who looks more like a beanpole than a warrior.]

The great Earth-Cop Sideswipe! Team Bee's finest! And Riptide's mine to handle, so there. No one else gets any other ideas about dragging him anywhere, no matter your universe. Unless you want to get sideswiped.

Out the airlock.

...

Oh yeah also, if you're tiny and organic and some idiot the size of a building starts throwing down? Page me. I'll be your one-way-ticket out of smashville.

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!

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.

whatshimadayou

I am Shimada Hanzo.
I arrived with several of the other new ones.

I have been assigned as your Wing Repair Officer. I do not imagine I am the only one assigned to this duty, so I would speak to others who have been assigned this job as well.

I am located in Moro #013 if I am needed.

daintylegs

REALLY??

[Hello, this is Tailgate and he seems SUPER unhappy about several things right now. First and foremost is every other member of his own species. He's even on the verge of a panic attack, because too many things are happening at once. He means to lock to this to every Cybertronian he knows, but accidentally makes it public.]

Is it really too much to ask that we don't, oh I don't know, fight each other? Because I feel like just bringing it up as a possibility is asking for the impossible!

You're going to hurt an organic if this keeps up! We're going to look really bad at this rate!

Just imagine a world where we can talk things out like rational adults! How about that! No punching or killing needed!

Aha, but that makes me the crazy one, doesn't it?

[He's not just talking about the robot pileup either. While he's not entirely 100% sure about the details, he knows that a few more scuffles have broken out here and there among them, and that's just plain ridiculous.]

daintylegs

( Clumsily locked from Lost Light crew )

( Clumsily locked TO Lost Light Crew )

knaval

Hi, everyone! My name is Riptide, and welcome to what I, personally, have come to lovingly call Jack-- er... to be named!

[he's speaking very quietly, despite the enthusiasm and astute viewers may note that he's in the observation deck, crouched in a corner.]

Today's episode is focused on how long I can record Tailgate and Megatron doing something embarrassing before they notice! You'd be surprised how often this happens, despite the weird weary old man image Megatron has going. Anyway, let's see...

[the camera angle is skewed slightly as he leans over out from his little hiding place. it doesn't take too long to refocus on the odd pair sitting a little way across the deck and level out.]

Oh!

[Tailgate can’t suppress a giggle as his hands tingle.]

That tickles!

( snip for length )

devilofohara

[When Robin had first received her wanted poster in the mail, she had been mortified. When she started receiving messages about it from other people, that emotion changed into one of fear, suspicion and paranoia. The first thing she'd done in response was to head down into the prison planet, away from the Moira and the crew she no longer felt safe around.

It had been more than twenty four hours since then, though , and she's since come to terms with the fact that this isn't a permanent solution. She won't be able to stay on the prison planet forever, and even if she could she certainly didn't want to. Besides the obvious fact that it's a prison, things were starting to get strange down there.

It didn't take long to realize that this isn't the sort of problem she's going to be able to run from - not yet, at least. Even if she isn't ready to board the Moira again, she needs to get out ahead of this problem. ]

This is Nico Robin.

I know some of you got my posters in the mail. I was hoping to know, how many?

[ The first step of dealing with a problem is figuring out how much of one she's dealing with, after all. Maybe if it's just one or two people, she can bribe or threaten them into keeping their mouths shut. Maybe, if she's lucky, she can prevent her face from being associated with that name.]

daintylegs

[Tailgate tries, very awkwardly, to raise his MID over his shoulder so the viewers can see the banner behind him. It is a spiritually beautiful thing, and Tailgate appears to be very proud of it. He allows the viewers to admire it for a few seconds more before lowering his device and making his announcement proudly.]

This banner belongs to the Lost Light, which is the ship most of us come from. Whenever we actually achieve something for the quest we're supposed to be doing, we celebrate with an appropriate banner! As you can probably see, this banner is in good condition. We're not very good at keeping on track, so we haven't used it very often. But hey, being sidetracked is a part of life and I'm sure whatever we're supposed to be looking for is overrated anyway. I mean, who really needs knights? Knights are silly.

Anyway! Since I like sharing, I'm more than willing to lend out this extremely important item to anyone who needs it to celebrate their undoubtedly numerous accomplishments on the Moira. Whether you actually feel like celebrating or if you feel like being a sarcastic jerk, this banner is right for you!

Anyone who wants to borrow it just needs to-

[There's a loud FWUMP behind him and Tailgate lets out a yelp as the banner suddenly falls from the wall.]

UGH! It took me forever to get this thing up, I should have asked Riptide... [Grumble grumble.]

[Forgetting that his MID is still streaming, Tailgate works on getting the banner upright again. During which time the viewers at home get a lovely view of another banner lying on the floor. Why Tailgate has this one is anyone's guess, but to interested viewers it reads, quite clearly: FUCK OFF MEGATRON in the largest font Swerve could have managed.]

Oh, is this thing still running? I'll just-

[/end feed.]

noitatnacni

[Very specifically locked from Conner Kent.]

So, here's the deal. I need to plan a surprise birthday party asap, because apparently it's actually March on the good ship Moira and I'm late. Which means I need cake, decorations, maybe some music, you know the deal. Typical teenage good times to be had by all.

Let's say tomorrow at three by the pool? Sorry about the lack of notice, but technically I'm already four days behind.

Also, if you're friends with Conner Kent? You're invited. As for everyone else, just don't tell him, okay? And if anyone wants to volunteer to distract him so he doesn't find out, that'd be really great too.

Oh, and no monkeys. Don't ask, just respect the ban.

[Of course, after the transmission Zatanna's going to be incredibly busy. For one, she has to keep track of Conner's whereabouts and make sure he doesn't accidentally find out anything. And then there's setting everything up on short notice, while pulling resources from a spaceship that has a massive cargo hold and little apparent organization.

Things M'gann makes look easy. Still, Zatanna's resourceful. If nothing else, she can magick up a solution, which means it's very likely someone's going to catch her doing just that if they head into the rec room at the right time.]

daintylegs

[It’s really nice to be on the network for a happy reason for once. Not that he has a lot of previous experience to draw from, seeing as he’s only ever posted there a grand total of one time. Or was it two? He could go back to check, but the amount of effort that will take is far too much for one marshmallow to handle. He’s pretty sure it’s one though.]

Hello everyone!

[He starts off with his usual good cheer.]

My name is Tailgate and I’d like all of you to meet my best friend and roommate, Cyclonus! He’s your resident Evacuation Specialist, so you can bet you can rely on him if things go wrong! He’s really cool and super into gazing out windows, swords, and warrior stuff. Y’know, just in case someone out there is into that too. Hint hint.

Anyway, Cyclonus, say hi!

[Tailgate’s face is very cute and nonthreatening, indeed he practically radiates “I will befriend anyone even if it kills me”. Cyclonus’s face happens to be the complete opposite of that. It’s a very jarring contrast.]

[Cyclonus is too cool for words. He just looks at the camera and nods acknowledgingly before looking away again.]

As you can see, he’s a real talker. But don’t let that discourage you from trying anyway!

[Tailgate turns the camera back to himself.]

Since I like to, uh, what’s the human saying for it? Kiss two birds with one stone? I’d like to take this opportunity to ask if anyone knows anything about gardening. I tried it recently and ended up killing a thing or two. My basic understanding of the universe says that this is the wrong thing to do, so advice would be appreciate. For the both of us.

Thank you!

daintylegs

[Some people might look at something they’re doing and realize that holy shit, this is a terrible idea and they shouldn’t be doing it. Other people are people like Riptide and Tailgate who decided to just go ahead and do it anyway. After all, what’s the worst that could happen?

The answer to that is a massive explosion that could be heard and felt throughout the Nomo deck. About five minutes later a very scorched face appears on the network. Tailgate’s visor is cracked in several places and his usually white and blue paint has now been comically blackened. He attempts to sound cheery and nonchalant for the listeners, but is faintly defeated by his staticky vocalizer.]

Heeey! So, you might have heard a little something a moment ago, and I just want everyone to know that everything is under control! There’s no need for anyone to panic!

[He says, unaware that the viewers can clearly see the total lack of a wall behind him. Alas, Riptide and Tailgate no longer have a door. Or the wall that used to belong to that door.]

He's right! It's all fine. Just a minor hiccup. Carry on!

[there's riptide waving in the background.]

Uh. [his optics visibly widen when he stops waving at the camera to actually look around.] That was-- that was already like that. When we got here. Invasion of privacy, really. Wow, is there smoke?

[he waves his hand in front of his face.]

You know what? Imagined it. Nothing there.

And if something HAD been there, as in, if we HAD been building something, then I can promise we wouldn’t have set it off on purpose. We’re not that careless. Yet somehow I don't have a bed anymore.

So, uh, everyone enjoy their day!

daintylegs

[Tailgate feels just a little big disoriented. If he had to provide a specific description of how he's feeling right now, he might say that it feels like some otherworld entity decided they couldn't handle him and decided to stick him in a freezer for two weeks. Though if actually asked how he feels, he'll just stick with the shorter explanation of "not too great." It was Swerve who pushed the fourth-wall button, after all, not him.

Having gotten off track in his own inner monologue, Tailgate decides to finally address the network. For the first time, as it turns out.]

Sooo... Do you ever feel like you fell asleep for a long time and suddenly you have no idea what's going on? Because believe it or not, that's happened twice in my life now.

So, uh, my name is Tailgate! Hi everyone! I'm Cybertronian, from Cybertron, my favourite colour is blue, I'm an Autobot and... um... [Oh jeez he's making himself sound so boring!] I... really like human movies, and I saved my world once. That's a good introduction I think. It's nice to meet all of you! I hope we can be friends.

[He fluffed it, he can feel it in his robot bones.]

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