01: Video

[leviathaned]

So, let me see if I’ve got this straight. [There’s a pause, since the young man in the video is too tall for the device and has to adjust it slightly so it can record his face and just how much he is judging the entire turtle. It is quite a bit of judging.]

We’ve been kidnapped, and subsequently drafted, to fight a war for people we know nothing about, to the back of a giant turtle? And no one in this process thought to make sure they were getting actual combatants? Oh, and we have to work to pay for our stay, because kidnappees need to contribute to the economy, too? Is that about the gist of it?

[He pauses for a minute, as if actually waiting for an answer, before kind of laughing to himself, more than a little bitterly, and leans his chin on one hand.] And here I thought I might get homesick. Guess apocalypses come pretty standard wherever. Good luck, brave and mighty warriors of Who-Knows-Where-You’re-Actually-From.

You’re probably going to need it.

[He gives a sardonic, loose little salute with his free hand, before turning off the feed.]

011: [Voice Only: Anonymous Location]

[alpha_squad_leader]

[Two things might come off as unusual today. The first being that Victor's using voice rather than video and the second being that he's not posting from his suite. Those paying close attention would notice he sounds upset.]

I know some of his friends from his world are still here so I should let them know. I'm pretty sure Wally West is gone. He wasn't there this morning and he didn't show up where we were going to meet up. I couldn't find him at any of the places he usually hung out and when I stopped by his suite some of the Kedan were cleaning the place out.

[He heard that's what happened when people went home so he's taking a guess.]

If I'm wrong, someone please let me know.

[He's hoping he's wrong. After a few moments of silence, Victor sighs and ends the feed.]

Verse 08 -- Video

[poeticverses]

[The feed opens up on a bewildered Jehan. He has in his hands a set of panpipes]

While I was out in the city today, I came across these panpipes at the base of one of the arches in the city. No sooner did I pick it up then this--

[He's cut off by the pipes playing the first part of Berlioz's Symphonie fantastique. After a moment, it automatically quiets down so it's just a little background music as Jehan speaks]

--happened. As I returned home, it began to play Ave Maria when I began to hum it. I do not know how it knows these songs nor how it is possible for a set of pipes to play them, yet it does and it is. If these belong to you, I am in the Wood Sector if you wish to retrieve them.

[He hopes no one claims them. They're marvelous.

Lucky for him that no one will]

1- Video

[asoothingvoice]

[A Hispanic woman- olive-brown skin, glossy black hair- wearing scrubs appears, the background a suite in Earth, somewhere. She looks pretty much the definition of really, really unhappy, and like she's ready to give people hell about it. She takes a moment to collect herself.

There's nothing normal about this, but it doesn't mean she's just going to give in. Her son's a superhero. She lived through an alien invasion. One of the last things she did actually helped Jaime and another superhero- Dr. Mid-Nite- save people.

The 'give everyone hell' quotient lowers, just a bit. If the Kedan- who looked a bit too similar to the aliens who blew up her house, and threatened her family for comfort- were to be believed, then there were other people who were in the same situation, kidnapped to help them.]

Are there any hospitals or medical clinics here?

My name is Bianca Reyes, I just arrived.

I'm a nurse by profession, and if it's anything like home [apart from the fact that they're apparently desperate enough to rely on a nurse to do the work of a superhero, which is making Dr. Mid-Nite's suggestion at the hospital a lot less amusing now.] there's probably a shortage.

[There're never enough nurses. The work is demanding enough that not having enough nurses just furthers the shortage by means of making the work that much more intense.]

If I'm going to be stuck here and they're making us work, I'm going to do something I'm good at and can actually help people with.

And if anyone really knows, I'd like to know why the hell we're here.

Video; Dated August 19th

[khan_artist]

[When the video feed starts, there's nothing but the side of a black chair, the man sitting in it was looking away from the monitor in thought. The background was obviously a suite in the Fire Sector, if the elegant design and the lit yellow and red hanging lanterns were anything to go by. As the man looked out the window behind him, he finally spoke.]

If any foreigners have new information regarding those that reside in the palace, I urge you to contact me as soon as possible. It’s become quite apparent that the Emperor is rather selective with whom she shares information with.

[That deep, penetrating voice was one of idle interest, which may have been because he seemed distracted. Finally, the chair turned from whatever had his attention. The man was sitting straight and he gave a guileful look down to the camera, straight at the viewers.]

It has also come to my attention that I am not the only one from my "world" as it were. Some of you may have seen others wearing similar clothing to mine. [Blue eyes with green flecks glanced downward at the Starfleet symbol on his black, long-sleeve shirt.] I’ll spare you the details of my "home". You may call me: Khan. [There was a dark purr of satisfaction on the last word. Having free reign to use his actual name for the first time in over year was incredibly satisfying.]

Many have called for unity amongst us "foreigners" and I am ready to do what must be done so we not only get the answers we want, but also to eliminate this menace we were summoned to fight. My combat and strategic knowledge are available for any effective measures against this essence known as Malicant.

[If he’s fully aware of what saying that name means, the only give away would be his eyes becoming lidded as he raised his eyebrows upon uttering the name.]

There is also the abundance of foreigners with powers and abilities above and beyond the limits of baseline individuals. If a list has been made of these beings and their known capabilities, I request a copy if possible.

[A beat filled with an almost imperceptible squint.]

Thank you for your time, that is all.

[95% Encryption; Pepper Potts]

I believe Stark Industries is the leading force in technological advancement in Keeliai. Ms. Potts, I would like a tour of your facilities and a description for each of the positions you have available; and the ones that are not. I believe you'll find my extensive knowledge of technology to be an asset. Even to the considerable pool of intellect currently in your employ.

[100% Starfleet Encryption; Jim Kirk, Spock.]

Contact me as soon as possible. Whether it is over the network or in person does not matter to me.

[He leaned forward in his chair]

I imagine we both have questions that need answers.

oo1 ✿ video ;

[glowered]

[ the feed starts with the image of sweet-faced girl, smiling shyly as the camera starts to record. her eyes are bright with curiosity even still, and it takes a short moment before she finds confidence to speak. ]

Such a tricky device, is it not? I do not know the mechanics behind it all, but it's quite the work of craftsmanship, I think. 

[ margaery's grin grows more daring, and she falls back in tune with her usual self - confident and unyielding, brave and charming. ]

I do have to say, this is not entirely what I expected a kidnapping to be like - even prison held more restraints. I should suppose each man has their own way of doing things. Even still, you would have to wonder the wit of some people - kidnapping the Queen is a high form of treason, punishable by gruesome death. [ a dramatic hand wave. the kedan have told her all about the "in between" or whatever that meant, but the information meant little to her in this moment.  ] Though I am capable of going silently if given the option. I'm willing to forgive you of your trespasses, friend, if only granted the safe travel back to King's Landing, where I am needed.

[ needed to rule as a mother to her people. without her there's was... tommen, yes, the child king, but he was largely reliant on his mother, cersei, to make most decisions. which, if you asked margaery and she was feeling truthful, would say are the wrong decisions. the young tyrell knows her people well - unfortunately, she doesn't trust their fate in the hands of very many.]

Come then. A clever man would return me to my castle. And I need not know you to know of your cleverness, sir.

[ something of an honest smile - though, behind it is a clear threat, and obvious warning. a moment later and margaery hangs up. ]

01 [Video]

[violetsedanchair]

[A greying man in his 60s appears on the screen. He looks haggard and just a bit desperate.]

I am Walter Bishop. If anyone hearing this recognizes that name, or has heard of Massive Dynamic, please contact me. I theorize that we are... stranded, in a kind of pocket universe centered on this giant turtle, and I believe... [his face brightens up as he launches into his plan] that if I were able to synthetize some Cortexiphan with the assorted chemicals available here, I mean it's not a big deal at all to isolate some of the base components from some garden variety medication... if we can find a weak spot in the membrane between the universes... then perhaps with enough people from the same parallel universe we can breach the membrane and return to our own! It's all a matter of resonance and frequency, you see. "The music of the spheres," Belly would say!

[His expression falters, understanding how even accomplishing any one thing of these would be a small miracle in itself.]

You can contact me through this device, and my address is... [He looks at a piece of paper in his hand.] ME-1C.

Also, if anyone knows where I could get some blueberry pancakes, that would be wonderful.

[Perhaps he will start from the smallest miracle and work his way up.]

002 [video]

[atomicpink]

So, I've been thinking.

[Eve doesn't waste a lot of time getting the video started. She's been spending a lot of her time laying low - partly because she's worried about dealing with things, but mostly because she wanted to find out more about the turtle.]

The things here...All of the clothes, and the food. It's different from my home, so I imagine for a lot of you it's different too. How many of you want something more like what you had back home?

[Though, really, she wouldn't have considered offering anything if it wasn't for Isaac. Oh well. She had other things on her mind, but being able to use her powers again...Was a comforting thought.]

If you do want something from home - food, clothes, whatever, you can just find me in the Earth sector. It shouldn't be too hard, just look for the redhead in pink.