Gossip Girl... Non stop pop/News/Talk Radio! [Open]

[Jack Stalker]

Player: Jack Stalker
Character: Cara Weathers
Tagging: Anyone who wants Cara to discover some juicy gossip...
Day 3 AC (After the Crash)
Time: Morning/afternoon

With a tiny drone prepped and ready to go, Cara lay back on the VR couch in the computer suite and triggered her visor.

Within seconds the tiny device was whisking its way through the ship, exploring here and there, seeking out anything that she might fid interesting, before shooting off outside to visit the surrounding area, as well as the other craft nearby.

Cara had finished the calibrations she needed to and, in lieu of anything remotely resembling an proper games machine aboard, she had decided to make her own fun, besides, she needed to take her mind off of the more pressing situation, the elephant in the room, the nagging sensation that was slowly increasing in intensity throughout her body.

It was the desire to fuck.

Too late Cara had discovered that she had inherited an increased libido from her mother... and instead of being disgusted by the urges rolling through her body, she was beginning to look forward to the future ahead... especially with the Mercer's who had been good enough to take her in. Riley and Teri were pretty hot, not that she had gotten up the courage to do more than mumble 'thank you' while she was settling in. With her luck they were both straight, after all she didn't expect that the colony would have been rushing to sign up anyone who might cause problems when it came to continuing the species. The men were at worst just okay and at best quite handsome, but Mac, she was definitely Cara's type.

But thinking about that sort of thing wasn't going to do her any good, so instead she concentrated on piloting the mini drone around and eavesdropping and spying on whatever she could. Someone needed to get a gossip network going around here, else things would get boring fast.

It also helped Cara to forget about and bury the secret which had been eating away at her ever since she had caught her mother fucking her boyfriend. The secret that had eaten away at her and forced her to flee the entire planet. The fact that she hadn't run away because she was disgusted at the sight of it...

...she had run away because she had wanted to join in....

 

[Jack Stalker]

Player: Jack Stalker
Character: Cara Weathers
Tagging: Anyone who wants to respond...
Day 4 AC (After the Crash)
Time: Night

Cara was collating some data from the many scenes she had spied on with her drone. Some of the editing was automated and would focus om simple A.I programs to bring juicy gossip worthy views to her attention.

With the view minimised she mused about what else she could be doing. There was a colony wide comms network available. if you used certain frequencies, so she isolated a couple of channels, broadcast the frequencies she would be using and cut loose.

One was 'NON STOP POP' a channel which played popular music from her extensive playlist, and which could be tuned into from peoples comms. They just had to select the channel advertised.

The other was going to be a GENERAL NEWS broadcast at noon and in the evening each day, with occasional times given over to TALK RADIO segments, where people could voice or vent issues. She wasn't really an agony aunt, but for an hour certain issues could be highlighted and other people could offer advice if they wanted to.

Two of those took care of themselves, with repeated segments, so she only needed to be live for one hour a day. Setting the system up was easy, there was a reason she had been included on the flight... she was a fucking genius (a citation was not needed, Cara's opinion of herself was sufficient).

That left her plenty of time to flip between her spying, or 'friendly surveillance' missions and working on the 'Package'.

​

The package was a robot head.

She didn't know if she could ever find enough parts to rebuild one, as she had heard most had been destroyed in the landings, but if she could manage the almost impossible task, well.. it was virtually indestructible. One day, the colony having such a thing available again would be a great asset.

Her having such a thing could be a great asset.

She had only managed to get the head working just the once, she needed more parts and more time... and what Robot had said hadn't made any sense either.

'Danger Cara Weathers.. Daaaannnngeeerrrrrr.... * '

But there wasn't any danger here...

...was there?