November 3rd, 2013

bacondivination: (cheer; this should be fun)
[personal profile] bacondivination
Hello there, my dear fellow captives. I've missed you all so very much, and I'm sure the feeling has been quite mutual.

[ Loki sounds positively playful and is quite cheerfully smiling as he addresses whatever audience he might gather, though there's a contrasting uncharacteristicly careworn quality to his body language. ]

Blessed with good fortune is Loki, let me tell you. Though there was a little peril to my very soul for a few days, a clever rescue cleared that all right up. It put some things in perspective here, I think. Strange how it is I find myself with most everything I could possibly desire save that aforementioned threat of what I think may have been potentially erasure from reality.

By the by, my brother is here in duplicate-- handsome, muscular fellow, likes his hammer. You'll all get along well with Thor, everyone does. That goes especially for people that don't like me, few though you may be.

So how was your week? What did I miss? Was it terribly interesting?
grigio: (jesus christ really?)
[personal profile] grigio
[So, hey. For anyone who was sorely missing the blond zombie-killer, here she is. The video feed is on and at first, she doesn't seem to really notice. She isn't looking directly at it, just sort off off and to the side. Not really focusing on anything. Her head is tilted slightly as if she's listening to something.

When she speaks, she clearly knows the device is on but the fact that she's still not looking directly at it is probably a sure sign that something is very


very


wrong.]



So, uh...

[She pauses, scratching just above her ear as she displays uncertainty. There's something bothering her. She'd set these next messages to private but that requires something she can't do at present.]

Someone helped me out the other day. I think is name was Kyle? I'm pretty sure that's it. If it's not, I really am sorry. That was a very weird day and I don't think I was paying much attention to anything.

But, uh...you know who you are and you were a big help, so thank you.

[One message down. A few more to go.]

Iorveth, we may have to continue putting archery lessons on hold.

[She's not mentioning why, but she's sure he can guess.]

I'm sure this won't last much longer, so just keep a spot open for me, okay?


[Okay. Now this is getting difficult. She may actually have to say what's wrong.]

Jack. Korra. I might not be able to come into work for a while. I'm still having some issues from the recent....

[No, that won't work. She almost continues being vague but...]

Fuck it. I can't see for shit. I don't know why or how long this is gonna last, but I'd still like to come to work. This sitting still thing is not in me to do. Can the three of us get together soon and try to figure out some kind of system for me to use so I can still help out at the counter and all?

Thanks.

[Seriously she's going to lose her god damn mind. And since Julie has nothing else to say, there's a brief smile on her face before she fumbles for the button to log off. It's eventually found and the feed ends.]
backwordscompatible: (Not good...this is not good.)
[personal profile] backwordscompatible
[Well, that was even less fun than the whole accidentally-hexing-the-entire-Turtle-for-a-week incident.  Although, speaking of...]

[She's not quite as done as she was for her last announcement to her not-so-adoring fans, but there is a notable trace of both exhaustion and dryness to her tone as she leans back in her chair.  Arms folded and a smudge of the iridescent paint still visible on one cheek.]


For the record?  No, it wasn't me.

[Meaning the disappearances.]

[With that settled, she moves to turn off the console, although perceptive ears might be able to hear her mutter:]

Geez, one little mistake, and suddenly everything's always your fault....


lostundercover: (tentative at best)
[personal profile] lostundercover
[There's a short silence before Costigan speaks. When he does, it's probably the most tentative he has ever sounded.]

I can't tell you what happened. I wasn't a part of this world, but now I am again. Maybe I was dreaming, maybe I was a spirit, I don't know.

[Another pause. You can hear the frown.]

I need anyone who knows me to contact me.

And I might need a doctor.
asouthron: (well that's just peachy)
[personal profile] asouthron
Obviously, I was not the only one affected by that damn Pagan holiday prank, but I am wondering:

Has anyone reappeared that didn't come out completely unscathed?

If so, please respond here, or come to the clinic. I would like to ask a few questions.


- Dr. McCoy