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[4n631]

[The console switches on and a pale skinned, brunette with blue eyes smiles into the camera. The right side of her head seems to be shaven and something that looks like a metal plate is barely visible on that side. She seems to be pleased to see the open network and raises her hand in a little wave. As she did so, bluish-white marks can be seen starting from her left hand and going up along her arm. The tattoo-like markings also seem to cross onto her chest, though they stop at the center. The marks seem to glow faintly, even in the well lit room she’s sitting in.]

Hello uhm—whoever is out there. I’m Angel and I am—obviously new here. This is actually my third day living on this turtle and I haven’t actually left my house yet but I definitely plan to! Yes, I plan to go out very uh—very soon. [She tries to look confident but her expression comes across as sheepish at best. After that however, she descends into awkward silence before picking herself back up again.]

So—Can I ask who’s out there? Is there anyone from Promethea, Eden-5, Eden-6, uhm…Pandora? And what’s out there? Outside I mean. Are there trees? Oh geez, That must sound like a weird question. So okay—I have actually never been outside before and a lot of things that are outdoors are totally new to me. [As though the outdoors can hear her the woman turns her head toward the window briefly before looking back at the screen.]

Okay so I’ve made this completely awkward now. I’m sorry. [She fidgets with her hair for a while, fondling the ponytail that hangs over her shoulder on the unshaven side of her head. There is a slight indication of movement off screen as she shuffles her feet a little bit under the table. The girl looks anxious, as though she can’t decide if she should wait for a response or just shut the entire thing down right then and there.]

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[wintershepherd]

So that was quite a trip. Hope no one got into too much trouble! Much as it's interesting being in the world's biggest snow globe, I'm glad to see the sun again.

[ It's interesting only if you ignore the whole being under miles of water. And trouble being either at the party or in Sibrilee and especially because those damned arches. But his smile stays light and easy on the video feed. ]

Good news! I've found a shop to move Finnick's fishing store over to and it'll be open the first of the week! All the fresh fish you could want, or I'll freeze it for you if you want it to keep it for a special day.

[ Attached is a location ping for a shop in a busy district of the Water Sector. ]

Speaking of changes, the seasons are going to be changing soon... Ol' Nickly Thize's not here to welcome in autumn. I can do the leaf changing here but I gotta say, I'm not a fan of the huge roaring bonfire thing he likes. I never thought I'd miss Marzyana chasing me off her beets and rutabagas... maybe Johnny can give her a cider kiss one of these years and sweeten her up.

[ Oops getting a little too nostalgic! Jack shakes his head, seeming to get back on track. ]

What kind of things did you guys do when the seasons change at home?

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((OOC: For new people! Here's is Jack's permissions post as to whether your character will be able to see/hear him or will only see a blank feed. Thank you!))

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[unfettered]

[Have a bombshell-blonde teen werewolf, Keeliai. She's dressed in the same outfit she wore to a rave and leaning both elbows on the console as she stares straight into the camera.

While she doesn't start by naming Isaac, Scott, and Stiles specifically, it likely obvious to them that her first statement is aimed in their direction.]

Boys, I know you're busy with your baking or whatever you're up to [what's up with that by the way?] but I'm here now so why don't you come out, come out, wherever you are?

[Ending with a sing-song voice, she addresses anyone else who might be paying attention to her feed.]

To the rest of you, that's one hell of a song and dance they do for you back at the palace, isn't it? Too bad it's probably full of lies or something.

[Her smile fades as she makes a face and gives a deliberate, dramatic sigh.]

So, anyone want to help a girl out and give me the 101 on place? Because this network doesn't have Google or WikiLeaks.

video; from Lois Lane's suite (now officially the radio business)

[andaway]

[When Clark Kent turns on the video he's smiling brightly. Things might not have been easy the last couple of... months for him and his family but this? This is something he likes doing. This is something he's unashamedly proud of, and it's something he truly honestly missed. Even if this ends up not working out, he'll still be glad to have tried.]

I just wanted to make a short announcement to tell everyone that we're finally ready to open the radio, after months of working on it. I'd... really like to thank everyone who's offered their help. This wouldn't have been possible without everyone he's helped build the station and everything we needed for it. Also to those people whose money made this possible [you know who you are] and- well, everyone really.

The actual news broadcast should start tomorrow, to be repeated at regular intervals- but it's the first time we're doing something so- [He motions around Lois' suite, now converted to a little radio office.] big, not to mention the first time broadcasting the network since both Lois and I were journalist, not radio host... so bear with us.

To listen to the radio you just need this [He holds up a tiny portable radio] little devices. It should work in all of the turtle but do tell us if there's a problem. We'll be selling them on the Earth sector, suite EA-3A for [Insert incredible low price here!!!] all day today.

We'll basically be sharing all kinds of news, information, findings about the turtle, the Emperor, the Kedans... but we'd like to share things like new staring business or weather forecast or things like that. If there's any kind of information you think should be made public don't hesitate to come to us and share it. We'll make sure your identity is kept secret if it's necessary, we've expeirence on that.

[He shrugs] And... if there's any questions about it now's the time for it, I guess.



[OOC: and there will also be a log right after I post this in case you want to thread your character buying the radio / going there to talk to Clark with questions / whatevaaaah]

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[twomeals]

[The feed clicks on to an extreme close-up of a curious face, though he backs away shortly after, smiling at the screen.]

Is it on now? I think I got it right. Hello!

[He laces his hands behind his back as he talks to whoever might be watching this, rocking a little on his feet, all cheerful-like.]

Anyway, I'm Yue. Do all of you have things like this where you're from, too? I've never used one before, or seen one on TV, or...it's really interesting. I wonder if anyone in the town would have known?

[A pause. He cocks his head, looking off-screen, as if listening to someone...though you can't actually hear anything. Is anyone even there with him?] Eh? Oh, right, I forgot--why are you making that face? I just wanted to try this, first...you can wait for a li--

[Aaand the video ends there.]

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[medica]

( 'Trapped' was a word that Joan was not particularly pleased to hear. Never, in all the cases that she has worked, did being trapped have a good outcome. Victims were trapped. If she were a victim - if all these people were victims - who were they a victim of? What was the motivation behind it all? )

Look, I just got here and thought I'd ask a few things on here.

( She hadn't wanted to ask the others that brought her to where she'd be staying. Usually trusting her instincts, she had been patient about getting more helpful answers. )

Could anyone point me in the direction of the law enforcement around here? Or any type of hospital for that matter?

( Best to start with what she knew best. Getting to see how people were treated when they broke the law or if they were injured might prove to be useful. )

I'm Joan, by the way. Joan Watson.

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[watcheslanterns]

[You’re greeted by an extreme close-up of Rapunzel’s face as the communicator turns on. You’ll see the bright green of her eyes and the faint trail of freckles across her nose and cheeks. She gasps and pulls the device away from her face, giving you a better look of her from waist up. There are locks of golden hair cascading from the top of her head. It's impossible to tell from the video how long it actually is.]

Oh! It’s working. I think. I’m still not quite sure I understand it all.

Um, my name is Rapunzel. [She gives the camera a hesitant smile and waves.] They told me other people can see and hear me with this, but I'm not really sure I believe them. I've never heard of anything like it!

Then again, I’ve never heard of this place before either. [She shrugs as she laughs. It’s a hollow sort of laugh that isn’t doing a very good job of hiding her insecurity. She pauses and takes a breath.]

If people really can see this, I don’t suppose it would hurt to ask...has anyone seen a chameleon around? His name is Pascal. And a man who goes by Flynn Rider? I was traveling with them before I woke up here. I was hoping maybe they’re here too?

Well, that’s all, then. Oh! Um, thank you. For your help. Goodbye!

[And the feed abruptly cuts off.]

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[browbeater]

[filtering? He knows, theoretically how to do that. But it'll take a few times of the wrong person seeing the post before it clicks that that's really a thing you should do.

also. one more in between the stream of intros]

Hey, I'm looking for someone named Jack.

[Also. How common could that name be? It was weird as hell.]

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[greyhatted]

[An alarmed face appears on the video. Blonde hair with pink streaks, slightly runny makeup, brightly colored chunky jewelry, thick-rimmed glasses. She has not calmed down a single bit since arriving and isn't afraid to show it. Immediately, she starts rambling.]

Okay. I'm used to weird, but this is like -- the freaking Twilight Zone. I get that the, uh, people who escorted me to what is apparently the place I'm supposed to live now kept trying to get me to calm down but... well! How ever is explaining things in terms of 'death and dreaming' supposed to calm a girl down?! Not that I'm sure they're not very nice aliens, I just prefer my Sci-Fi weirdness come with a pause button.

...And what in the name of the 1990's is going on with this GUI? [Someone is not impressed with the communication device.] It's not even portable. No way I'd have a dream without a decent tablet. At minimum.

[She may not take a breath anytime soon, unless someone cares to interrupt...]


((OOC: Reminder for anyone of the sci-fi or comic persuasion to please check out her permissions post so I know what the 4th walling sitch is! If I run any red lights just give me a poke and I'll fix it lickity split.))

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[guiltapalooza]

[Willow's not looking at all panicked. In fact, she looks slightly frustrated and slightly bored. She actually is slightly panicked, she's just falling back on standard Scooby procedure when in new, terrifying situations: make witty quips until a solution presents itself.]

I got here just in time to miss the party. Phooey. I get kidnapped to another dimension and I don't even get awkward enforced socialization out of it.

[A beat, and then she refocuses on the practical.] Um, so, since I guess I am stuck here, anyone want to give me a rundown on how magic works here? I'm a little scared that if I try to find out myself, something will get blown up. That's maybe more likely than you'd think.

I wouldn't mind a, a tour, either. Or an explanation of these computer terminals? They're kinda wonky. [In looks, in function, and in how they viscerally feel to her magic senses. Willow is one of that rare breed that is comfortable with both magic and tech, and she's not afraid to overlap them, which makes this whole experience extra strange for her.]

Thanks. --O-Oh, and, I'm Willow. [Smooth. So smooth. With an embarrassed smile, she clicks the video off.]

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[wonmyfreedom]

[After an evening of wandering around and searching for people, as well as answers about this place, Fran arrived at her suite wondering about something she'd been feeling ever since she arrived - and is still feeling, really.

So, why not ask the other people trapped here?

The video feed turns on, revealing a rabbit-eared woman. Her expression is neutral, though her ears twitch ever-so-slightly before she speaks.]

I am curious. Is anyone familiar with the nature of the... [Mist? No, not quite. But definitely something like it.] Magicks on this beast? Is it the tortoise that is the source, or something different? [Yeah, yeah, turtle, but it reminds her of the monsters back home, so she's calling it a tortoise.]

I am able to sense it as I can the mist, but... they are not so similar that I cannot feel a difference.

[Oh. She's forgetting something, isn't she?]

I am Fran, if anyone wishes to know.

It is... a strange sensation to be as sensitive to this as I am the mist. If anyone has an answer, I will be grateful - so long as it is more useful than the one the kedan offered. [It doesn't quite occur to her that only someone from Ivalice would understand what she means when she mentions the mist, but oh well.]

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[strategisch]

[The feed begins without warning, picturing a young blonde boy sitting at his console. He’s slowly—oh so slowly, like the world’s most meticulous woodpecker—typing at the keyboard. One letter at a time. Tap. Tap. Tap. His gaze keeps switching from his hands to his screen, squinting, cocking his eyebrow, leaning in or out to get a better look, with an expression of concentration so intense it’s a wonder he hasn’t set fire to anything yet.]

[It’s obvious he’s never seen a computer, or anything remotely like it, in his life.]

[In the background, another boy is pacing around. Despite looking far more ragged than Armin, he seems to have limitless energy. He’s moving furniture, asking if Armin’s gotten the “lightsbox” working yet, switching light switches on and off, and eventually settling for carrying a lamp around.]

[They're both wearing a peculiar sort of uniform with a winged emblem on the shoulder and back, and for some reason, a very complex harness of belts.]

[Armin keeps on hunting and pecking as he was until he glances up to the monitor again, and notices something different.]

Recording…?

[He looks up out of the corner of his eye as he tries to remember what he was explained that implies. Surprise crosses his face as it returns to him.]

Ah, yes, recording-- Eren! I think I've gotten it to start showing us to everyone else!

[His friend shouts from the background]

Ask who's there! Anyone we know? Who's there?!

I suppose that's as good of a question as any... Is there anyone out there that we would know?

My name is Armin Arlert, of the 104th Trainee's Squad, presently in the Scouting Legion-- although I doubt that holds much weight here. Anyone from our "world" would be familiar with those terms though, so please, if you are, respond. And anyone else for that matter, who isn't a Kedan; what is Keeliai, exactly? Why are we brought here? What is beyond these walls? What could this city possibly be a stronghold against?

[He looks concerned, and leans back in his chair a little. There had to be some sort of threat, if they bothered with security... And he tended to think of such things in bad-as-possible terms.]

[Eren seems very grimly determined to ruin his eyesight as he tries to figure out how electricity works, switching his lamp on and off.]

...This place can't be any good if Mikasa isn't here too. [He mutters bitterly.]

[Armin sighs, because he feels the same way. He stares off blankly.]

We'll find her. It's only a matter of time.

ooc: [Joint post between Armin Arlert and Eren Yaeger. Specify who you want, or not, or both! Expect threadjacking, and lots of it.]

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[goodnightdearlisteners]

[When the feed kicks on, a slightly dorky looking young man appears on the screen - another new face, it would seem, but maybe less perturbed than most. In fact, he's beaming, all pretty white (if a little gappy) teeth and three big, bright eyes fixed on the camera.

...Three?

He speaks, his voice almost incongruously velvety.]

Helloooooo?

Hello!

Well, I have to say, this was a bit of a surprise! I was thankful for the welcoming committee, but I wasn't expecting to wake up in anything resembling this! In fact, it's the third largest turtle I have ever encountered! Wonders never cease.

[There isn't a trace of sarcasm to be found anywhere in his tone.]

The suite is much better than my apartment, I must admit. I might grow, in time, to miss the steady chanting in the wee, dark hours of the morning...but for now, I'm going to enjoy the change of pace!

After all - I haven't traveled this far from Night Vale since...well, since I backpacked through Europe when I was younger! And let me tell you, there were no turtles involved in that.

Except the one.

But he was a total. Jerk.

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[brain_behind_purple]

[Well... this had not been a great day for Donatello so far. He was used to strange things happening in his life after is many crazy things, but being sent into some other dimension was NOT something that he had been planning. Finding out that he was basically stuck in this world that he was being told was some kind of afterlife didn't help his growing bad mood and worry either, not to mention that he had yet to see nay of his family... if they were even here at all.

Now that he had been placed in his room, he had time to think. He certainly wanted to get more info about this place, to see if there was anything else that eh should know that he hadn't been told of already. But he wasn't going to go out in person to find out either, he would only freak people out with his appearance. So the next best thing to do would be to send a text message and hope that someone would respond so that he could figure things out.

It was his best shot.]

Umm... hi. Sorry if this is interrupting anything, but I just arrived here and I was hoping that someone may be able to help me. I just want to know a little more about this place, such as if anything really big happened that I may need to know about, and if there is even a slight possibility that there is a way out.

Also, I'm... looking for a few others. So if anyone can give me any information on these individuals, I would really appreciate it. Thank you for your time.

[That would have to do. He sent the message, hoping that someone would see it... that if his brothers were here, they would see it.]