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Oct. 22nd, 2013 01:31 pm
doc_holi: (really worried)
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[Doctor Holiday appears on the screen in the lounge of her apartment complex (Building 2, if you must know) and she looks rather worried. Every now and then, her eyes will glance off screen.]

I know this sounds ridiculous, especially for the time of year, but have any of you-?

[She turns around quickly, before slowly looking back to the screen.]

I think I'm just really paranoid or... someone's trying to prank me? I don't know, I just-

[She turns again... Then quickly glances back to the screen.]

Am I the only one seeing things?

[Holiday realizes how crazy she seems in that moment...]
the_ninja: ({ dark spider drop })
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[For once, The Ninja, illuminated by a single candle, appears on the network without his partner Soldier’s company and he seems to be enjoying not having to share the screen. There’s something theatrical about the way that he addresses the device, tugging his scarf down and giving his audience a particularly vulpine grin.]

Have any of you ever played One Hundred Stories? For those of you that haven’t, it’s a little game where we each take turns trying to scare the hell out of each other with increasingly morbid tales in the darkness. And, just sometimes, the fictional becomes real.

[He gives a low chuckle. In the flickering, orange-yellow light, his single, working eye has an all too mysterious glint and he lets the silence continue for a few moments, uninterrupted, as if more concerned with spoiling the atmosphere than delivering his message.

But then he tilts his head and dives straight back in where he left off.]
Appropriate for this time of year, don’t you think? Which is why I was considering it for the evening of the twenty-seventh. Given that you’re all such brave, battle-hardened warriors, I’m sure a few ghost stories won’t be too much for you to handle. Who knows, maybe one of you will be able to outdo me. [His smile widens and suddenly there’s a new, challenging edge to his voice.] But then again, none of you have ever heard one of mine before.

Drop by if you’re up to it. Surprise me. [And with that, he extinguishes the candle, casting the video into darkness and ending the feed.]

[ooc: There’s more information about this and room for any questions or plotting on this post in the ooc comm!]
heirrant: (肉 while you're young)
[personal profile] heirrant
[For once, Ataru isn't wearing his usual camouflage gear. Though it's impossible to tell from the shot alone, he seems to have picked up some gym-wear, from a pair of sweatpants that were presumably supposed to be loose to a t-shirt that seems to be a size or two too small and which bears a logo that may be familiar to anyone who's visited the new district since its reopening.]

Recently I started a small part-time job at the District 4 gym as a personal trainer and attendant; if anyone wants to get fit or try something new, I'd be only too happy to help.

[There's no escaping that he looks the part- not with all that muscle on show- but he also sounds it now, his calm, quiet voice taking on an almost teacherly authority.] My specialty is wrestling, but I can also teach basic self-defense classes for all experience levels. For those looking for an experienced sparring partner... [His eyes glint almost playfully.] I think I could put up a fight for most of you.

At any rate, it's a very hands-on activity and may help fulfil any contact requirements you may be lagging with. Besides- it's always good to be prepared for anything, isn't it? [He pauses, preparing to end the feed.] If you're interested I'd be glad to hear from you here, or you could ask for Kinnikuman Soldier at the gym. Just "Soldier" is fine, too. Hopefully I'll be introducing myself in person to a few of you soon.

[ooc: also available for action threads if anyone wants to stop by!]
brainiest: (spell for frizz??)
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[ Finally having mastered the art of the communication screens properly - admittedly, it took her a little while to work out the difference between answering someone else and making your own video - Hermione has a determined look on her face. She has a few pieces of paper held in her arms, close against her chest, protected by the large hardback book behind them. If anything, she looks like a very upset, if not frustrated, librarian. 

After double checking that the video is on, that she's broadcasting and that she doesn't look as nitwitted as she thinks she does, she musters herself and begins to speak. ]


Hello, everyone. My name is Hermione Granger. [ Okay, now she looks a little more nervous. She just wants to ask questions, she was a professional at that. ] I was wondering if I could ask a few things, if that's alright with anyone watching. 

[ She takes a deep breath before she tugs out one of her papers. ]

I was wondering if anyone knew about the lasting effects of our, um, illnesses, and how long they take? What sort of side-effects can I expect? I've heard a few things, but I'd like a solid basis of comparison just to be sure. Also...

[ Well. This part is... Awkward? Yes, awkward, that's a good word for it. ]

Has anyone else... Read about my life? In books? It's just - I don't remember agreeing to any sort of publication...

[ She sighs, lifting a hand and rubbing her eye gently. She's tired, frustrated and hasn't really slept with all the research she's been attempting. ]

If anyone could help I would appreciate it, very much. Thank you.
little_girl_lost: (Awesome)
[personal profile] little_girl_lost
[Kara beams at the camera as she makes her introduction. She's been here a little while already, but she figures a late intro's better than none. Plus, she's bored and needs more people to be in contact with.] Hey, everyone! I'm Supergirl! [She gestures to the S-shaped crest on her chest.] I'm an alien from a planet that's gone now, but Earth is my adopted homeworld. I'm new in town, obviously, but I'm hoping I'm gonna make a big splash.

[She shifts forward, hovering midair and resting her head on her hands.] I've got a bunch of superpowers if anybody needs anything, um... supered [yes, she did just make that word up] or we could just hang out. I dunno.

Hi! [And she's totally lost her momentum. Ending transmission now.]

[audio]

Sep. 3rd, 2013 01:17 am
ribbonbon: (Thinking)
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[With the recent temperature fiasco, Pilouette hadn't been paying attention and September kind of snuck up on her. Now with a particular day coming up, she's found that she's ended up with a somewhat...odd problem. Having found herself unable to figure out an answer on her own, she decides to turn to the network. ]

You all know how people can come here from different worlds and different times and stuff, right? Well, um...hypothetically. Say someone just had their birthday. Like, maybe a month before coming here. But only a few months after getting here, it's already their birthday again!

Do I...uh, they just keep being the same age and wait a whole year or should they say they're older now? Oh! But the year is different, too, isn't it? I wonder if that matters...I've been thinking about it all day, but it just seems like, so totally complicated...!
heirrant: (肉 someone is calling)
[personal profile] heirrant
[The video opens onto a terminal some may recognise as being located on a street a little way off of the District 1 beach- but more immediately arresting are the pair making the call. Front and centre of the shot is a large, masked man, who stares intently into the screen. The second of the two is smaller and appears to be keeping quiet for now, expression almost bored. Even so, it’s hard not to notice his shivering either, particularly next to his steadfast, collected companion.

It’s the larger man who speaks first, in an even tone that seems to quietly demand attention.]


Good afternoon, Saeng Seong. My name is Kinnikuman Soldier. [and one might spot the slightest hesitation there, as though he's leaving a space for the name to sink in] In the interests of both maintaining physical contact and keeping sharp, my partner and I thought it would be prudent to try sparring. If anyone would like to join us, please feel welcome to, particularly in light of the current... situation. We’ll be down by the river for the rest of the day, a little way from the Beachside Shack. Though the both of us are trained wrestlers, no prior experience is necessary to join in, and newcomers who'd like to learn something are equally welcome.

[The Ninja interjects with a short, dismissive laugh. He doesn’t move to introduce himself but it feels more like a statement than an oversight, as if anyone worth fighting will already know his name.] Of course, that doesn’t mean that we’ll be playing around. [He gets his chattering teeth under control long enough to flash the terminal a grin.] But you’re welcome to challenge me if you think you’re up to it.

[Ataru pauses for a moment... then, having apparently come to some sort of conclusion, clears his throat quietly.] ... incidentally, if anyone in the area is suffering from a hot flush, my colleague would appreciate the help.

Ah- [The words “hot flush” have barely left Ataru’s mouth before The Ninja’s shoving forward and he only just manages to finish the sentence uninterrupted- it’s a wonder that he didn’t tackle him right off camera to stop him.] Soldier-! [His usual, arrogant composure has slipped, leaving him bright red with anger- and not a little embarrassment. He seizes his shoulder, furious.] We’ve been through this, I’m perfectly well equipped to deal with a little chill! Don’t-

[- and Ataru takes as his cue to switch off the broadcast then and there.]

[ooc: joint post from Ataru ([personal profile] heirrant) and The Ninja ([personal profile] the_ninja, from his own phone), so expect replies from both of them. This is also definitely open to action posts if anyone does decide to stop by!]
puckoff: (тнιηgѕ тєηd тσ fяєєzє)
[personal profile] puckoff
[[ return from hiatus as well, went with the coma option so no he hasn't been around for a week or two. <3 ]]

[ The camera clicks on but it's shaking really badly in the hands of the disoriented Canadian holding onto it. His teeth chatter and there is a flurry of movement as he repositions himself and sits up. He hasn't even looked at the other videos, too busy pulling on as many clothes as he had. Kumajiro is resting his large head on his shoulder, looking tired but worried as he chuffs in his master's ear.

Matt would probably be more touched by Kumajiro's concern if he could actually focus on something else than his trembling. It was all he could do to reach out for help. He didn't even think he could make it out of his apartment he's so groggy and out-of-it. The first sight you'll see is Matthew rubbing his eyes with his free hand- huddled up in his bed without his glasses on. ]


W-What's going on? I j-just woke up out of a r-really weird dream 'm so c-c-cold! I c-can't have slept that long right- is it w-winter all of a sudden? I d-don't think I have a fever...

[ His teeth clack loudly as he switches the phone to another hand, hugging the large white bear around his furry neck. The hood of his sweatshirt goes over his head. Swallowing, he shakes his head and mumbles before he puts the phone down. ]

I never g-get cold, eh- Something's v-very wrong...
dragoncrest: (caution)
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[The rat woman who may have been seen atop various buildings across the city appears on the screen, sans hat, looking unsure for a moment before appearing to realize the feed is working correctly. She clears her throat quietly before speaking in a serious manner.]

I have a question for you all, if you would be so kind as to answer.

There seem to be many worlds represented in this city, but I have noticed that there are many from a planet called Earth. I am from the planet Gaia, but I have yet to meet anyone from my world, be it the same or an alternate version.

So my question is: What world are you from, and is it similar to this place we've found ourselves in? I would like to see if there is any correlation between the home worlds of people brought here.

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