☆ 01. video

[spiritshifted]

[The video feed pops on: in front of a blank, undecorated wall, there is a woman of pencil-straight posture, with a serious and somewhat serene look on her face. This is Milla: even-tempered until she’s given a reason to be otherwise. Her hair is still wet - it takes some time to dry twenty years’ growth, and she had planned on wasting no time in finding her friends and a purpose in this world. In fact, with the way its sopping yellow mass sits around her face… her hair had, perhaps, not crossed her mind at all. And despite the relative chill in the air, she has made no effort to put on anything warmer than what appears to be a crop top.]

Yes, hello there. This is Milla Maxwell speaking.

[She nods her wet head once, understanding from the screen that her movement and voice have registered to the network. So while she might be new to these kinds of things, preferring to leave them to the more technologically-minded members of her party to activate and/or destroy, she has executed this video program without an issue.]

I understand that the concept of Maxwell does not exist in this world, and the spirits appear largely unreachable. It is my understanding that this is the last remaining turtle of many... other than the young turtles I have witnessed on my way here. Have these been bred to replace Tu Vishan's dead brethren? And is there a force protecting them? If possible, I would like to assist in that.

If that means fighting, then so be it.

[Okay, she’s gotten to the point. She nods once, then leans into the camera a little bit, eyes widening as she strokes her chin.]

I do look forward to finding my place in this foggy world.

[r-r-r-r-rumble. That's her stomach.]

...I also look forward to dinner.

text/audio/video (-> action?);

[escarabajo]

[The screen displays black for several seconds before flickering into scrolling, illegible symbols-- unless you can read Reach, of course. They begin slowly at first, but at the fifteen second mark they've filled the screen: the text speeds across the display in multiple directions in blurry blue lines.]

[requested entries no longer in database. attempt system override?]

[There's a moment or two where the text continues-- but then, abruptly, the strange alien lettering freezes. There's a harsh whirring, like a CD's gotten stuck in its player.

It's not a good sound, in any case.]

[ABORT ABORT ABORT--] [blares a voice, and there's about half a second of a partially-transformed Blue Beetle shielding his face and stumbling backward in a hurry. The screen's filled with a bright blue light, and then the feed cuts out completely once more.

Someone's gonna need a new console.]

(ooc: Jaime's just tried to hack into the console searching for the source of old Malicant posts! clearly it did not go as planned. feel free to have heard the ruckus if you're in the Wood sector; any network replies will come from a cafe console later on.)

[ video ] Another disappearance post

[bludhavenknight]

[Dick is at the console in Jason's apartment, since there are good reasons for him to still be there (like going through his things). And maybe he looks kind of tired, but he was working late so there is also a good reason for that.]

This is my first time making one of these, and here's hoping that it's going to be my last. [He sighs, scratching his head for a second.]

But Jason Todd is gone, for those of you who knew him. [He knows it's not exactly a large number.] I'm sorry that I have to let people know that; like I said, I hope this is the last time I have to do this.

[But he's aware that it probably isn't. That's all he has right now.]

( 100% Batcryption for Batfam )

[An hour later, Dick comes back on the network, and now he doesn't just look tired; he looks really tired.]

I shouldn't have said anything about that being my last. [He frowns, swallowing hard.] For those who knew her, Shayera Hol is also gone, I've just found out.

[He's really going to miss her, and he can't even begin to imagine the pain of someone else.] I think that's all for right now.

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[denyamenti]

[ While he's purposely activated the console, "Ryou"'s attention seems to be directed offscreen towards the windows, specifically at the black fog that's slowly rolling into the city. ]

Is anyone... ah, I mean... I know there are people here with magic. Is this something that's-- supposed to happen? Thank goodness it isn't coming inside but... what's going on?