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[alwaysmother]

[One Asgardian All Mother plus one communication console is complete madness. It takes much meddling and tinkering until it's finally adjusted to her liking.

After more than enough jostling and wobbling of the camera the owner sinks back into their chair, sitting upright, almost severely. Her expression is benign if not somewhat inquiring.]

What an extraordinary wonder that such a small portal should be able to ferry my image to the entirety of this island. [Asgard has technology, just nothing quite like this so forgive her if she doesn't readily believe it.] It has also been told that I should be able to communicate to all with this curious device.

[She's skeptical, but willing to keep an open mind. How's that for progressive?]

It appears the small box of wonders is very much alive, though without an incantation of sorts how can one be entirely certain that they are making contact? [Because keys are for locking and unlocking things, not for sending messages...let's hope she doesn't try to use the keyboard for some unintended purpose.] Nevertheless, I pray that this finds you well residents of the World Turtle.

[World Turtle...it's kind of like the World Serpent, but with less Jörmungandr and a great deal more tortoise.

With that established, this finely dressed Asgardian queen hopes that her message will get across to...well...whomever. She's not feeling particularly fussy at the moment and beggars can't be choosers.]

I am anxious to know if among those that reside here there exists an Asgardian presence, specifically I seek audience with Thor, Loki, or Odin...one or all, it matters not to me [all would be her preference, but you can't always have everything, can you?]...though contact with anyone from Asgard would be most assuring. For any information provided you will have the unending gratitude of Frigga, Queen of Asgard.

[It's not as easy as dismissing an illusion, but Frigga has already learned that if she does everything that she did to turn on the magic box, in reverse, then she can cut off it's...life force? Really. Computers are living things.]

MEMORY 1 ☠ video

[jackdaws]

[What greets the feed is a pair of frowning blue eyes and the sounds of buttons being hit on the console, along with the mutterings of a Welsh-accented voice.]

Is this blasted device going to function...? Might be a kick or two will sort it out--

[Thankfully, before he resorts to that, the man realises he's done something correctly and the feed is displaying. He draws back, revealing a tanned, weather-beaten and scarred face, and a nose that looks like it's been mashed in at least once, all framed by a mess of blond hair. The man seems cheery enough, at least, despite his potentially fierce appearance.] Ah-- Ahoy, lads and ladies. Seems I'm a new addition to this little turtle-backed voyage. Name's Edward.

[He almost considered giving a false name, but really, who would recognise him in this place? And even if they did, they'd pose no threat to him, alone and without allies here. In any case...]

This wouldn't be the first time I've been whisked away by some Emperor or another, but I've little reason to bend the knee to this one. [He smiles, mirthlessly.] To business, then. I'd be much obliged if one of you charming bunch could introduce yourselves, and tell me where the best place is to knock back a drink.

[Priorities. So in order.]

Verse 09 - Video

[poeticverses]

[Here's a seldom seen face on the network. Jehan's been sick and it shows--he's paler than normal and he sounds a little stuffy.

(The illness was actually convenient. He hasn't been feeling very sociable and this gave him a very good reason to not be sociable.)

But he is feeling better and he supposes he'd best let whoever may have been looking for him know, as well as see who all has shown up in his absence. In the background, you can hear his panpipes playing 19th century Christmas carols]

I had forgotten that simply because I am indisposed does not mean that the world at large is equally indisposed. I have been largely unavailable for the last month, for reasons I suspect are obvious [and here he turns to cough] and I am afraid I have no idea where we are or what has happened. Would anyone be so kind as to, ah, inform me?

For those who may have joined us in the last month, or for those who may have forgotten my face, I am Jean Prouvaire, formerly of Paris.

(no subject)

[backinakidflash]

[The feed picks up as a crate of comics book is slammed down on the desk by one Bart Allen, who is grinning like the Cheshire Cat. It's like Christmas. It's better than Christmas. It's better than every holiday rolled into one, and Bart can barely keep in frame, because he cannot stand still with this much excitement. Whether he's bouncing on his heels or buzzing with energy is unclear, but, if anyone had ever wondered what would happen if you gave a speedster espresso, he's doing a pretty good imitation.]

Guysguys you are not going to believe what they had at one of the auctions. BillyKonBarry! You guys have to come over and see these.

[Bart reaches into the crate and pulls out a comic book. It looks like it's from the 1960s or earlier, and those who would recognize it can clearly see that this book is a Flash comic, featuring Jay Garrick as the Flash.]

This is awesome! There's got to be hundreds of these and I've never read any of them and SOMEONE has to come lock them up somewhere I can't get at them and only give me one a day. 2 a day. OK. Three a day, but I don't wanna burn through them all because some of them aren't in the best shape and if I read them all now what am I gonna do tomorrow??

( OOC Note )