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[ Hey, look, it's a wild York. He's grinning like a fucking dweeb, adjusting this godawful, godawful tiara on top of his head, looking like it started out metal and plain but somehow sparkles and sequins had been hastily glued to it, and when he reaches a hand up to adjust it, his hand is sparkly, too. ]

Gooood evening, beautiful people. It's another uneventful day here, and as I'm the poor loser of a bet gone horribly wrong, "God"-- or Kara, for those of you less religiously inclined, has decided since she wiped the floor with me in cards, that I gotta make good on my end of the bet.

Let it never be said I don't hold up my end of the bargain, but also, she's a friggin' shark, so I wouldn't recommend playing against her unless you like losin' all your money, or, y'know. Tiaras. In which case I got one right here for you.

But anyway. As the floor-wiping did happen, I gotta say that yours truly likes long walks on the turtle's edge, cuddly puppies, and the color pink. In more serious news, I'm also a pretty big fan of burgers and fries, football, Grifball, guns, and pizza, just to kind of try and save some of my masculinity here, since Kara-- uh, "God" has decided I'm not really able to keep it right now.

I feel like it's worth askin'- do we even have a sports team here? Does anyone play football or anything, or would anyone be up for it?

[ And with that same doofy grin, he waves, and shuts the whole thing off, because, welp, HE FULFILLED HIS END OF THE BARGAIN, kara. 8( ]

ex_capt410

[Jack's taken some time to familiarize himself with the workings of the network before posting and so when he does it's devoid of any 'so how does this work' business. Say hello to his beautiful face gracing your respective screens pls&thx]

Humans. The only species that could wake up in purgatory and promptly start a community of v-loggers.

[He remarks on it fondly, and even though he's clearly human himself it seems as though he's coming from an outsider's perspective. Also, the way he says "vlogger" is reminiscent of the way hip old people try to keep up with the newfangled kid slang, like he knows what it's supposed to mean but he still says it awkwardly.]

Anyway, now that the commotion has died down, just checking in to make sure everyone made it out intact.

[Hasn't seen any lists of deceased or injured or public lamenting so his guess is on yes, but never hurts to make sure.]

And to get an idea from our more street wise residents who and where I should steer clear of. New town, new faces, lots to learn. Captain Jack Harkness, by the way. And you all are?

controlledvariable

Good morning Keeliai, how are we all today?

[Steph is sitting at her console, leaning back in her chair with her legs propped up on the desk. She's smiling, and for those that know her, it's the sort of smile that should be extremely concerning. Those that don't know her may also be feeling like they're about to hear something they don't want to.

She is going to be a terrible person today.]

I'm going to preface this message by saying that anyone under the age of 16, or whatever the age of legality is where you're from, should tune out now, please and thank you. I'm not gonna be explicit or anything, but it's probably not going to be appropriate for kids. [she gives a pointed look, yes you, Damian, switch off the computer now.]

I was taking an anthropology class back home, and my professor happens to be here too. [she wrinkles her nose, like yes, I know that's super weird, how do you think I feel?] And he's been giving me assignments and stuff, because apparently being kidnapped by a giant turtle isn't a valid excuse not to keep up with coursework. The topic we'd been studying before I got brought here was human sexuality, and Professor Craig suggested I write a paper on kedan sexuality instead. [Hi Bruce.] Except, uh, after the last couple weeks, I'm not really keen on that idea.

But I have been thinking about all these people with superpowers running around, and like - we've got comics back home, right? But they tend to focus on the whole defeating supervillains and stopping alien invasions side of things, which is great, sure, I love a good action story, but there's something that just never really comes up.

[she looks directly at the camera, the very picture of scientific curiosity] Do they - or, do you, for the superpowered people in the audience - ever use their powers for sex? This isn't a rhetorical question, by the way, if you have used your powers in the bedroom, feel free to share with the class.

And in the interest of not excluding anyone from the conversation, anyone who's just a regular old human, or whathaveyou, you can discuss what sort of powers you'd like to have, and how you'd use them to impress the gender-of-your-preference.

Don't feel like you have to respond directly to me, you're more than welcome to talk amongst yourselves. I figured we could use a little lighthearted chat to take our minds off the situation. Don't you agree?

[She winks, clearly trying not to laugh, and sits back in her chair to wait for responses]

flawedgoods

[Favrielle, wearing a blue linen dress of her own design that's paired with a complementary Keeliai scarf draped over her arms, is sitting at the console in her suite. Behind her, the decor of the room clearly indicate that she's in the Water sector. At "home" it's clear she's at ease, and with it more confidence in the way she holds herself. She feels more herself now than she has since being displaced from Terre d'Ange, though perhaps that has more to do with the subject she plans to address.

She manages a bare, more professional smile which pulls the scar at her lip slightly.]

Good afternoon, everyone, my name is Favrielle nó Eglantine. I've been working in clothing district of the Earth sector for some weeks now, and have noticed that while of course their clothing appears to differ a great deal from what many of us came with, few of us appear to share a single style of dress amongst ourselves.

Being considerably skilled with more complicated design and construction, it would be simple enough for me to recreate garments in styles shown, sketched, or even described to me. This includes but is not limited to everyday clothing, undergarments, accessories, outerwear, formal wear, as well as costumes from the simplest design to the most complex and elaborate. So, as of this moment you may consider my services available to anyone who wishes to contract me.

[Cost of course will adjust depending on the complexity of the garment, cost of materials, as well as the labor involved.]

Those who wish to dress in the D'Angeline style, found in my world, may do so at a discounted cost. Also, any who wish to keep their current clothes in good repair may bring them to me for mending for a minimal fee.

Finally, I am willing to take on assistants if anyone would care to further line their purse. Those capable of tracing and cutting patterns or stitching in a straight line, or in possession of more advanced skills may contact me about a position at any time.

[Favrielle doesn't mention pricing, though it will be fair for what she's offering, nor does she note that she isn't always an easy person to work for. No point in scaring anyone off.]

My thanks for your time.

hulk

[ Bruce drags a hand over his face before eying the feed carefully. Usually he wouldn't even touch a computer, because there's the problems with being traced and found and then there's the whole slew of problems that come out of that, but. He just got dragged out of an ocean by some entirely new and fascinating lifeforms after dying or he's just hallucinating something spectacular while the other guy goes and deals with whatever he's dealing with. He's not sure which is actually happening, but.

Either way. Can't hurt, right? ]

So... Uh. [ A deep breath as he tries to blink himself into more alertness but. There is a reason he's looking as raggedy as he does, and that was without an entre vous to turtletopia. ] L-look, I'm not trying to go and be, you know, rude or ungrateful or a-anything like that, but. This place is j- It's way, way too much for me, and. I mean, there's a swimming pool. Right in the next room over. And th- I'm not that guy.

[ He's rambling and he's tired, and. Shaking his head, he rubs at the back of his neck. ]

Anyway, er. If I could maybe downgrade, or... Point is, this is all a little more-- More than I'm used to. Thanks.

arches

Okay, so not to be ungrateful--because I really appreciate being fished out of the ocean and given a crash course, really, I do--but the whole time thing? Things are just frozen, back where we came from, is that it?

_{( He pauses for a moment, and huffs. Perceptive listeners will be able to tell that he sounds exhausted, more so when he continues. )}

Yeah, I find that a little hard to swallow. More than this place, even. Has there been any verification, on that? Or am I just supposed to assume the nice people fishing me out of the ocean were telling the truth?

_{( Another pause, some muttering that isn't quite audible, though there may be a curse or two in there. Something about deserving this? Who knows. And then, just as unceremoniously as it began, the feed cuts. )}

crotcharrow

[Someone looks really exhausted and ticked off for only just having arrived in the city. He's also still in his super-gear, green and white spandex covering his body and his goggles pushed up onto his forehead. His white hair looking like it's had a frustrated hand shoved through it more than a few times.]

Wow, okay, this place seriously needs to invent something faster than that stupid cart I just had to sit eternity in, because wow that was the worst three days of my life. And look, I get it. You guys don't even have to pretend to play along. This is some dumb initiation thing for the Avengers ain't it? You got Doc Strange all up in this to test our superhero strength or something. I mean I thought we kinda did a good job already, but whatever, I guess that's why you're a Captain and I'm a... what do they call the ones under Captains? Cadet sounds way too gay...

[he thinks for a few milliseconds, before scrunching his nose up and giving up, looking back at the camera.]

But no, seriously, the cart ride was totally enough initiating can you just get to the point so I can go get a pizza? Or do I really have to play your stupid game? Because I'm seriously not in the mood after you made me sit forever on a stupid cart and now I'm practically starving here!

[he goes to turn off the console, but then realises that he should probably at least say something else.]

If it's not Cap, I'm blaming you, Wiccan. You better be here too so I can kick your butt.

usavatar

[He examines the monitor with the passing familiarity of someone who knows how this works, but isn't entirely used to it and doesn't particularly like it. Blonde-haired, blue-eyed, solemn.]

Thank you, first of all, to the people who helped me out of the water and into the city. I hope some of you see this. If there's anything I can do to repay you for that, please don't hesitate to ask. My name is Steve. Steve Rogers. I'm a captain in the United States Army, from Earth, or Midgard, I guess, if you're familiar with that name. This… Well, I'm not sure what to make of it all, but I'm curious to know if anyone is trying or has tried to get to their homes from here.

Are there people from Earth here? Or other worlds. Anyone at all, really, who'd be willing to tell me more about what we're into.

I'm more than willing to meet wherever you feel most comfortable.

[A pause, a nod, and he turns off the feed.]

agentdork

[ York clears his throat before he starts talking-- unnecessary, but this is weird all the same, because he's led teams and missions before, but this doesn't really...fall into that. ]

So. What with everyone being from weird places and times and all that, I was thinkin' we maybe oughta have something up, that's kind of a roster of people we're missin' or looking for just in case they show up. That way if anyone's not paying attention, or gets distracted, we've got a heads up. If you've got any suggestions, too, lemme know. I can toss up a list and edit it so we all know who to look out for, for people.

If you hear someone calling themselves one of the names on this list, it might help a little to let 'em know someone who knows them is here, right?

Or, y'know, it could really be pointless, but hey, I don't make a point of getting kidnapped places like this, so we'll see what works.

( The List )

And- well, kinda related. Anyone know what happens if an AI shows up here? Oooorrr, anyone know what an AI is?

[ Edited in later ] Someone pointed out a good idea was a list of people to maybe watch out for, too- so shoot it if you have it.

( The List: Part Two, Return of the List )

harthad_uluithiad

[There’s silence for a moment or two after Sam’s face appears on the screen, as he peers suspiciously into the camera. The kedan had explained patiently how this strange device worked - just speak into it, and everyone will hear - but Sam still has a hard time believing it all. Magic, he supposes, though the people here don’t think of it as magic any more than the Elves do.

And whether it’s magic or something entirely different, the idea of everyone hearing his message all at once isn’t exactly a comforting thought, either. There’s nothing for it, though; he can’t go on ignoring the thing forever, and he’s finally gathered up his courage and turned the thing on.

He blinks, as if realizing that he’s become lost in thought, and then takes a deep breath, steeling himself.]

Well I don’t know what this place is, or who this Emperor might be, but I’ll tell you one thing right now for certain, and that’s that it’s no place for a hobbit!

[He crosses his arms across his chest, and looks sternly at the camera.]

I’ve got to get back to Mr. Frodo, see, so if someone could just point the way back to the Anduin south of Lorien, I’ll be on my way.

[He hesitates, and then reluctantly, and with the smallest touch of desperation, adds:]

...please.

ironwood

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