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March 23rd, 2013
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cynisme[Whereas last time he broadcast himself onto the network Grantaire was clean and ruddy, now he looks sullen, pale. He has the beginnings of rings under his eyes and a sneer of frown that mars his face, a reminder to the world that he's an ugly man. He's found himself a funnel, and is currently pouring the remnants of wine bottles unfinished into one bottle. He has one full already, recorked, but there's not enough left to fill this one. The leftover empty bottles that have built up in number of the weeks are on the table.
This is what rationing looks like to an alcoholic. This is inventory.]
I don't need five eggs, I don't need flour and I don't need five vegetables. Three maybe. I can do without salt and pepper, and I can part with soap, easily. This would be the plea of a desperate man bartering for your luxury items, one in particular.
Though, if you ask me, and you don't because no one ever asks me if they want to spend the day smiling, and long live your bliss for as long as you can keep it from slipping through your fingers, but If you ask me, and you should, I would say eat and drink everything, if we're going down with this beast.
[He scoffs, taking a quick swig from the bottle he's filling before grabbing the next with barely anything left in it, and back to that funnel.] No cause for alarm my ass.
This is what rationing looks like to an alcoholic. This is inventory.]
I don't need five eggs, I don't need flour and I don't need five vegetables. Three maybe. I can do without salt and pepper, and I can part with soap, easily. This would be the plea of a desperate man bartering for your luxury items, one in particular.
Though, if you ask me, and you don't because no one ever asks me if they want to spend the day smiling, and long live your bliss for as long as you can keep it from slipping through your fingers, but If you ask me, and you should, I would say eat and drink everything, if we're going down with this beast.
[He scoffs, taking a quick swig from the bottle he's filling before grabbing the next with barely anything left in it, and back to that funnel.] No cause for alarm my ass.
02 ❊ Video
March 23rd, 2013 01:48nohsatsu[ The feed starts up to show a certain pretty boy alien sitting in front of his console, rubbing a towel over his silver-white hair. Today's work involved some pretty messy mechanics, so he thought it would be better to clean up a bit before speaking on something that had been bothering him since Lieuen's message. At least he was learning some propriety. It just didn't seem to extend to him putting on a shirt before addressing the city. Learning - it's a process.
He brought the towel down to his lap and got on with his purpose. ]
With the recent system of rationing introduced to the city, I had a question concerning dietary needs among you all.
Specifically, is there anyone who has a need for anything more than what we will be given- perhaps for reasons of health? I won't be needing mine, and if I can be of some help to someone, I'd appreciate the chance.
[ He wasn't exactly going to go into the details of why he didn't need the rations outright. His time with the Avengers had taught him that a good majority of people were not too keen on learning that he ate raw eggs, shell and all, and could consume various forms of... well, garbage, for sustenance. It may have been disgusting to most people, but it meant he could survive, and it meant he could give.
He even manages a slight smile, a little bit hopeful. ]
He brought the towel down to his lap and got on with his purpose. ]
With the recent system of rationing introduced to the city, I had a question concerning dietary needs among you all.
Specifically, is there anyone who has a need for anything more than what we will be given- perhaps for reasons of health? I won't be needing mine, and if I can be of some help to someone, I'd appreciate the chance.
[ He wasn't exactly going to go into the details of why he didn't need the rations outright. His time with the Avengers had taught him that a good majority of people were not too keen on learning that he ate raw eggs, shell and all, and could consume various forms of... well, garbage, for sustenance. It may have been disgusting to most people, but it meant he could survive, and it meant he could give.
He even manages a slight smile, a little bit hopeful. ]
004 ♆ video
March 23rd, 2013 03:21insecrets[It's pretty early in the morning when Finnick shows up on the feed, looking a little bit like crap. Like he hasn't slept all night. Which, well. He really hasn't. Nightmares and everything. He scrubs a hand over his face before smiling for the feed.]
I'm starting to wonder what else could go wrong in this place. First, they're making copies of us [not that he can really blame them for wanting more of him around, come on now] and now things are going sour on the turtle. [A wry smile twists his lips now.] And they say to not panic while pushing us to our limits already. [He runs a hand through his hair.] They could probably give the Capitol a run for their money at this point.
[He goes to shut off the feed, muttering:] I'd kill for seaweed bread right now, though. [:'|]
I'm starting to wonder what else could go wrong in this place. First, they're making copies of us [not that he can really blame them for wanting more of him around, come on now] and now things are going sour on the turtle. [A wry smile twists his lips now.] And they say to not panic while pushing us to our limits already. [He runs a hand through his hair.] They could probably give the Capitol a run for their money at this point.
[He goes to shut off the feed, muttering:] I'd kill for seaweed bread right now, though. [:'|]
forgingHi, gang. Freddy Simmonds here. [ offering up an easy smile. ]
I've been adjusting OK, if anyone's been curious. [ eames has started to shape the idea of freddy as an alias little more solidly. freddy's an easy going sort of bloke who's a regular sort of joe who's main interests are his fantasy football league and a proper tie. ]
Well, save for one bit. Which is the reason as to why I'm posting. I was wondering if anyone had any work available? I used to do Data Collection, but I know a few tricks in business management if that suits anyone. So yeah. I'm not sure if I aught to attach a resume or how this works.
[ eames has decided that freddy is also a wee bit awkward so there goes. ]
Cheers.
[ shutting off the feed. ]
I've been adjusting OK, if anyone's been curious. [ eames has started to shape the idea of freddy as an alias little more solidly. freddy's an easy going sort of bloke who's a regular sort of joe who's main interests are his fantasy football league and a proper tie. ]
Well, save for one bit. Which is the reason as to why I'm posting. I was wondering if anyone had any work available? I used to do Data Collection, but I know a few tricks in business management if that suits anyone. So yeah. I'm not sure if I aught to attach a resume or how this works.
[ eames has decided that freddy is also a wee bit awkward so there goes. ]
Cheers.
[ shutting off the feed. ]
005; video
March 23rd, 2013 07:00crotcharrow[It's been a while since Tommy's been around on the network. He's been trying to keep himself out of the house and busy, helping as much as he can with the decay just to keep himself distracted from everything else, but being on rations and using super speed has started to take it's toll on him. Suffice to say, Tommy running on empty. And because he's trying to save his energy, it means he hasn't really been out of the house in a while for a run. And that makes him grumpy and cagey as hell. And ontop of that? He's really hungry. Combine all these things and you have a very irritable speedster.]
Okay, this rationing list is total crap. How is anybody supposed to survive on this?
[he has one of the lists in his hands, as if to help plead his case.]
This is like, one meal for me. How is this fair? D'you know how much I have to eat just to stay up and running? A lot.
[He drags a hand down his face.]
Anybody got any extra food? Or know where I can get any? 'Cause if I'm stuck to this list, I'm kinda screwed.
[He would have resorted to stealing, but his main tactic of running too fast for them to see is sort of off the table right now. And yeah, he sounds a bit like a spoilt child complaining because they didn't get dessert, but anyone who knows him will know this is sort of a serious issue for him. He gives one last grumble and then turns the feed off.]
Okay, this rationing list is total crap. How is anybody supposed to survive on this?
[he has one of the lists in his hands, as if to help plead his case.]
This is like, one meal for me. How is this fair? D'you know how much I have to eat just to stay up and running? A lot.
[He drags a hand down his face.]
Anybody got any extra food? Or know where I can get any? 'Cause if I'm stuck to this list, I'm kinda screwed.
[He would have resorted to stealing, but his main tactic of running too fast for them to see is sort of off the table right now. And yeah, he sounds a bit like a spoilt child complaining because they didn't get dessert, but anyone who knows him will know this is sort of a serious issue for him. He gives one last grumble and then turns the feed off.]
001; anonymous text;
March 23rd, 2013 10:01newblood[ Caroline has been lurking, as much as she hates to admit it. She has been exhibiting Stereotypical, Creepy Vampire Behavior, and she is so not thrilled about it. Sneaking around, watching people — the works. This place is entirely unfamiliar to her, and she needs to deal with certain dietary concerns before she can even begin thinking of anything else.
Breathe, she thinks. Play it cool. What would Stefan do? He'd be careful, subtle.
He wouldn't want anything to trace back to him. ]
i hate to break up the ration talk (it's big news. i know.), but there's something that's been bugging me.
so, foreigners of tu vishan, what are your thoughts on werewolves, vampires, and witches, oh my? i hear you guys are pretty accepting of most non-humans, but i'm still not sure how you feel about the things that go bump in the night. mind filling in your friendly neighborhood busybody?
[ Okay, maybe subtlety isn't her forte. ]
Breathe, she thinks. Play it cool. What would Stefan do? He'd be careful, subtle.
He wouldn't want anything to trace back to him. ]
i hate to break up the ration talk (it's big news. i know.), but there's something that's been bugging me.
so, foreigners of tu vishan, what are your thoughts on werewolves, vampires, and witches, oh my? i hear you guys are pretty accepting of most non-humans, but i'm still not sure how you feel about the things that go bump in the night. mind filling in your friendly neighborhood busybody?
[ Okay, maybe subtlety isn't her forte. ]
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March 23rd, 2013 20:26effective[Katniss is wearing short sleeves today, so the burn scars and grafted skin up her arms and neck are more visible. She seems almost awkward, aware that she hasn't shown her face on this thing lately, and that she has no idea what she's doing.]
I'm going to show people how to deal with rations. At the...community centre. It's here. [She gives an address in the Earth Sector] If people care, that is. [She shoves a hand back through her hair.] It's not that hard to figure out, but if you run out of food before you can buy more, you'll regret it.
I'm going to show people how to deal with rations. At the...community centre. It's here. [She gives an address in the Earth Sector] If people care, that is. [She shoves a hand back through her hair.] It's not that hard to figure out, but if you run out of food before you can buy more, you'll regret it.
first. }{ video.
March 23rd, 2013 23:32iwillnotlookback [ The girl on the screen looks younger than her years, and she is still rather young. Only sixteen, the burnt-away stubble of silvery-blonde hair highlights her sharp cheekbones and draws attention to her large violet eyes in a way that makes her look like a doll. A very feral sort of doll. Her expression can be best described as a mixture of irritation, weariness, and childlike curiosity. And over it all a mask of regality. Nearly bald and ragged-looking she may be, she still looks every inch a queen. ]
Tell me, are all our dear hosts so exceptionally skilled in making obeisance and providing obfuscation for their master? I ask the reason for my presence and they tell me that knowledge is the Emperor's. I demand to know where my dragon is and they simper and apologize. Not one will deign to give me a clear answer, only riddles. More riddles. I am weary of riddles.
[ Dany sighs, a certain something in the way her eyes slip briefly closed betraying just how very tired she is. It never ends, does it? At least she is clean now. The first thing she did when the kedan led her to her quarters was bathe, soaking away her aches and pains and scrubbing off the accumulated weeks' worth of filth and blood in water heated near to boiling. Merely world-weary is marginally better than being both world-weary and filthy. ]
Very well. If we are to be companions in entrapment, we might at least know one another. I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, Mother of Dragons, a khaleesi of the Dothraki, Queen of Meereen and rightful Queen of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. I would know you, and whatever you can tell me. [ Pause. ] And if you have seen a dragon, say, the size of an aurochs, colored black and red, I would know that too. You will be well rewarded, I swear. Though I beg you not to approach him, as his temperament is…quite volatile.
Tell me, are all our dear hosts so exceptionally skilled in making obeisance and providing obfuscation for their master? I ask the reason for my presence and they tell me that knowledge is the Emperor's. I demand to know where my dragon is and they simper and apologize. Not one will deign to give me a clear answer, only riddles. More riddles. I am weary of riddles.
[ Dany sighs, a certain something in the way her eyes slip briefly closed betraying just how very tired she is. It never ends, does it? At least she is clean now. The first thing she did when the kedan led her to her quarters was bathe, soaking away her aches and pains and scrubbing off the accumulated weeks' worth of filth and blood in water heated near to boiling. Merely world-weary is marginally better than being both world-weary and filthy. ]
Very well. If we are to be companions in entrapment, we might at least know one another. I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, Mother of Dragons, a khaleesi of the Dothraki, Queen of Meereen and rightful Queen of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. I would know you, and whatever you can tell me. [ Pause. ] And if you have seen a dragon, say, the size of an aurochs, colored black and red, I would know that too. You will be well rewarded, I swear. Though I beg you not to approach him, as his temperament is…quite volatile.