audio; backdated to the 30th

[escarabajo]

[The voice is most assuredly Jaime's, save for the fact that his voice is higher, younger. On the other end of the transmission, he's four years old and adorable, but he really, really isn't in the mood for being cooed and fussed over by half the turtle at the moment. He'd only just managed to convince himself to actually make this post.]

If you didn't catch the post about it just a second ago, Traci Thirteen's gone home. [And he's completely certain of this fact. The moment he suspected it, the Scarab tried to track her: if the Scarab couldn't find her either, she must've definitely been gone.] All her stuff's already gone, so it's not like I can give away anything of hers to her friends, but...

[Jaime inhales, a little shakily.]

I just wanna thank those of you who were good to her when she was here. She talked about you guys a lot, and I'm sure she'd want-- [why the past tense? she's not dead. Jaime hastily amends his words.]-- she wants to thank you for it herself, but can't do it, um, cross-dimension.

[He sniffs.]

That's about it, I guess. If there's anything she's left here that needs to get taken care of, let me know.

[Jaime quickly cuts the feed.]

VIDEO: [backdated to the 30th.] 03

[goingfishing]

[The video turns on to reveal an attractive blonde woman - wearing lose fitting flannel clothing holding a hand over her mouth. When the image tilts down there's a man crawling out of sight with Raleigh too shocked to follow after him.

There's a substantial amount of devastation behind her - in the fire sector. Broken glass, wood frames seem to encompass one small area.

Hands over her mouth, she drops, vanishing out of sight with a look of absolute terror. Hands around her head. Someone could use some help.

Someone sure is not talking.]


[ooc: RL duties kept me from throwing this up when I had it, but here's raleigh's event post. If you want to tag into it - he basically broke some windows using Dinah's sonic scream. If you were into this plot let's do it.]

✦ 010 ✦ [video] ✦ (backdated to a bit earlier in the day)

[backwordscompatible]

[A very noticeably 15-year-old girl appears on screen. Yes, her age is important to note, considering the events of the last week. Zatanna stares directly at the camera, looking a mixture of accomplished and exasperated. Clearly done with everything.]

Okay. There.  I fixed it.  

Happy now?  

[Folding her arms across her chest, she blows some hair out of her face and leans back.]  

You can all stop collectively glaring at me now. I can still feel you judging from up here.



((ooc: In case it wasn't already obvious...Event Over!))

video;

[bacondivination]

[ The screen seems covered in a strange, shimmering green fire before an image within it appears to show a space on a rooftop. Loki, unsurprisingly, has found a way to cheat the restriction that terminals are stationary. He's magically broadcasting what he's doing before the camera so he has plenty of room to work, and everything is faintly distorted. ]

There, that's a good start. Attention witches, sorcerers, warlocks, and others of general magical ability. There are too many of us to be playing fast and loose with our craft.

[ With a gesture, everything focuses on a pentagram of a few feet in diameter. Ancient Norse runes ring around it, and they carry suggestions of protection and power for those that might have an idea about that kind of thing. ]

This is a basic inverted warding circle. Magics inside it have a Hel of a time getting out unless the lines are disturbed, so it's generally quite useless. If you're going to be doing something experimental, use it or something like it. Chalk out the lines, write the runes anti-clockwise, and play to your heart's content.

[ A pause, and he points to one particular marking. ]

Don't get that one backwards. It will turn the nearest equine creature inside out. I've seen it happen, and it's not pretty.

[ Then he claps his hands briskly, looking pleased with himself. ]

If you don't follow this basic magical etiquette, I will set you aflame in your bed while you sleep and won't care a whit as you burn. So let's all be polite to one another, get along just fine, and not be on fire.

[ Whoops, getting a little dark there. Loki smooths out his expression and shrugs. ]

If you've any questions, just ask a professional. I'll be about once I get elsewhere.

[ The fire vanishes, showing Loki's empty home until he pops up on camera briefly to end the video. ]