April 21st, 2013

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[And it's a somewhat exhausted Pete greeting you all, looking somewhat bored out of his mind.]

So, now that I'm officially out of a job, I don't suppose anyone out there's looking for lab assistant by any chance, are they? It doesn't even have to be a paying position, since the rationing's handling the necessary stuff. I just need something to do, and hopefully working around a lab'll get my mind off things.

Since there's not really anyone else from my home around, I can't really provide references, but I did work for a few months interning under Dr. Conners at the ESU genetics lab, so I'm familiar with the basics. And with how to handle dangerous lab specimens, if there's a chance of that coming up.

[A beat.]

Also not panicking when a revenge-crazy supervillain created by some of those specimens happens to show up, but the odds of that one happening again are probably lower.

[Electro was a bit of a fluke, from what he was able to tell. It was impressive enough he survived at all, and compared to that the superpowers part was actually a bit less surprising.]
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( Evie is looking far more at home. She is, carefully, turning the pages of a large tome. Beside her, there is a lit candle. While some might find the flickering light bothersome, Evie is used to it. Within the various pyramids and tombs of Egypt, she depended on torches for light. Going back to electricity - even if it's available (she hasn't checked) - doesn't seem necessary.

After looking over one page, she marks her place with a strip of leather and looks up. )


I am making progress with the native's language. I stumbled across a poem that seemed to outline their alphabet yesterday. ( The alphabet is the bare bones of any language. She won't be able to do much with it, but it's a start. ) I don't mind sharing the information with anyone who might be interested.

( She shifts and picks up a spare piece of paper, tucking it into her bag. )

Aside from that, I think it's time I started exploring other sectors. Perhaps on foot would be best?
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[ So, Roy hasn't been around that long, but he's gotten to know Keeliai, the natives, heard about the Emperor and definitely picked up on the tension between foreigners and the Kedan, but just out right asking about What The Hell Is Wrong With This Place seems a little too obvious. And lame.

And this way is much more fun. ]


Okay so is there a part of living on the back of a giant magic turtle that isn't supposed to be completely awesome? Because a lot of you seem to be really bummed about it, and I'm starting to think it's more than just a strong case of Stick Up The Ass going around.

[ And frankly, Roy likes looking like the idiot. He raises up a hand holding some kind of Kedanian smoothie in the cafe he's seated in, and gives an 'okay, humor me' kind of gesture. ]

Let's pretend for two seconds that you're all actually the most boring people ever and the part where we're on a monster turtle isn't enough for you - you're getting what's practically a free vacation. A beautiful city on a tropical island that's really more like a cruise, and even a space you can go sit near Yurtle's massive head and zen your neurotic brains out. The closest we have to that at home is legalizing pot.

I know I'm inviting a sea of sarcastic quips to kill my buzz about the whole badass Suessical adventure, so let's try to be organized and civil about this - there's only so much scathing sardonicism I can handle at once. Please fill out the attached form and get back to me:
Your Name: Self explanatory.
Your Age: It'd probably explain some things, I'm jussayin.
Level of Suck of Your Homeworld: On a scale of Fantasia to Bambi. Just trying to keep some perspective.
Your Complaints About Our Magical Turtle Adventure: Let it all out, brothers and sisters. Testify.
Notes: Whatever. How's my hair?

Thank you for your participation! Here is a wavier for your free snow cone! Not really. Sorry.
[ Oh wait, just this last piece here: ] Also, if you know anyone who likes to run around in tights and a mask, maybe a cape, let me know? Thanks! [ A little salute, and he signs out. ]

[[ ooc; If you could, please fill out his permissions post ova hurr, and here's the html for his little questionnaire thing :>

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[Reno looks fairly different from how he usually is on the network. Usually he's a bit more... Friendly. Carefree, even. (Initial post notwithstanding, of course.) Today he's serious, downright pensive perhaps. A bit troubled because a) he'd really not like to be making posts on the network at all, but also because he's 100% paranoid sure the Emperor or someone is probably keeping tabs on what they say on here.

There's no other way to go about it really, alas.]


So I've got a few questions.

[he holds up a finger, numbering each one as he goes]

One: How many of you have asked the Emperor for access to her library?

Two: How many of you have actually been granted access?

And three: How many of you have found anything that is - even by a stretch of the imagination - useful?

[He leans back in his seat and takes a sip of his tea (he's in a console cafe in Water, for the curious.) It's not bad, though maybe he's just not enough of a tea drinker to care. Anyway, he purses his lips in thought for a moment before his expression settles into an easy smile.]

"Now Reno," I hear you say, "what even counts as 'useful'? And what kind of question is this anyway?" And the short answer to that is that I have no idea. [he shrugs for emphasis] I imagine we all have a lot of different priorities here, everyone's gonna zero in on something different. Hence 'even by a stretch of the imagination'. Hell, you don't even need to tell me what it is. If it seems relevant enough to you, it's relevant enough to this impromptu survey of mine.

Just, I occasionally hear people talking about it like it's this holy grail of information, and I'm wondering if maybe we shouldn't be looking somewhere else. Not least until people start getting literate in the local languages.
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[ Jack absconds video this time, knowing that the physical symptoms of bruising and gauntness have only progressed, cursing his luck that it seems determined to stay in visible places and afraid that some people will be able to recognize it for what it is. Text is also out, his hands too knobbed and swollen to consider the console's keys even if he had the patience for it, the tips of his fingers developing faint rings of black. ]

I'm going to be a little scarce for the next few days, around town and for messages. I'm taking a few days off for some R&R! Something like that, anyway.

Doctor Natu, I'm sorry but I won't be able to bring you this week's delivery for the clinic. I should be able to do next week though?

[ private to Pepper & Tony ]
Hey... can I come over for a few days? I promise I won't take up much room. I, uh... kind of need to borrow your freezer.

[ private to Zatanna ]
Thank you for the blanket and the company, and for listening. Sorry if things are going to be weird -- weirder? -- now. But flamethrower? That's just cold.

[ private to Bunnymund ]
You can manage a few days without me, right Cottontail?

[ Jack's tone is teasing, but he's worried about the pooka and feeling guilty that he hasn't told Bunny exactly all of what's going on. ]

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[OOC: Based on the aftermath of being called on his current state and his revealing conversation with Zatanna, Jack will be off-network from Mon-Wed of this week to chill out (literally) by comandeering the walk-in freezer at the Stark Building in the Fire Sector. ]