craftlife: (Enthused // chatvert)
[personal profile] craftlife
[Deon looks characteristically excited...but even more so than usual. And he's talking...a little faster...than usual.]

Okay, so I know about the jar of endless coffee beans in the Hotel, right? That thing is a godsend, it really is, but it's just not enough, you know? Well, I found something, during the yard sale, and I'd really really appreciate it if someone could help me set up something similar. It can be done, right? Course it can, there's an endless jar of coffee beans, this is a lot easier, or should be anyway.

[He holds an open can of Red Bull up to the camera. And the way he's holding it? It looks empty.

Take someone away from their fix for a couple months, and give it back, and don't be surprised when the reaction is a little stronger than usual.]


I found a whole case of Red Bull, and I'd like to know if anyone can make it so that it doesn't run out. Violates every law of physics I know, but the coffee jar proves it can be done, and I know there's people who can do all sorts of magic here, so how about it?
edgeoftheknife: (pic#9122090)
[personal profile] edgeoftheknife
Look, ah.

There's something I've been meaning to tell you, for... well, probably close to two hundred years, now. It's been on my mind a lot lately, and I think I need to just come clean about it.

So, here goes.

Anton?

You snore. A lot.
wolfstrike: (bored to tears)
[personal profile] wolfstrike
[Those carrying their radios around will here a crackle and a big sigh as someone gets ready to speak. The voice of one Yuri Lowell following soon after.]

Hey, it's Yuri. Soooo... things are kinda boring around here lately.

[Yes, he just said that.]

Back home I belong to this guild, Brave Vesperia. We do jobs for people to help them out, for a price of course. It can be just about anything. ... So yeah, I'm planning to start it up here too.. If anyone is interested in joining, or needs something, just give a shout out I guess.

[Somewhere far away Karol is facepalming.]
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[personal profile] edgeoftheknife
[The man in the video is gorgeous. True, there are dark circles under his eyes as if he hasn't slept well in weeks, but it kind of gives him that "I just stepped off a movie set and wow am I tired from being beautiful all day" look. If you've been around the Midnight Hotel at all over the past couple of weeks you've probably seen him there, shadowing after Anton Shudder like a lost puppy--which is pretty nearly the expression on his face most times as well. He looks lost.

He looks like he's forgotten what he came on here to say, as a matter of fact.

After a few more seconds he perks up, looking up at the camera instead of off to the side as he had been. When he speaks it's with an Irish accent.]


Right, hello. Ah, sorry about that. I seem to have misplaced my... brain, today. Anyway, I've met a few of you already, but for those I haven't, my name is Erskine Ravel. I also answer to "Grand Mage" or possibly "hey you."

[He gives a little two-fingered salute and a slight smile.]

I was hoping...

[He goes quiet, frowning.]

What was I hoping, again? I.... Mm, nope, it's gone. Ah well, if it was important it'll come 'round again. At any rate, I hope everyone's having a lovely day. Pay someone a compliment and don't forget to tip your waitress.

[The video abruptly stops.]


((ooc: possible spoilers, please mark comments as needed!))
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[personal profile] backwordscompatible
[It had been a month since her mugging, and subsequent retrieved of her (tainted) soul gem.  More than a month, really.  In that time, others had come forward.  None of them dealing with the same symptoms she was.  Still dealing with, actually.]

[But that wasn't why she was on the Network.  Not today.]


Okay, so, a couple years back I tried a...let's go with accidental magic experiment.  [Translation: she screwed up a spell and magically blew up the city for about a week or so.]  One of the side effects was that I ended up aging a few years.  Eighteen, Nineteen...I never did figure out how much older I'd gotten.

Then I looked in the mirror this morning, and...I think I figured it out.

[The smile on her face was half-hearted at best.  A mixture of pride and sadness.  Nostalgia.]

Great way to start your fourth Turtle birthday, huh?  With this crazy realization that you've been here so long, nature's started catching up to magic.
forgediron: (zanru } proud)
[personal profile] forgediron
[On the same day but sometime after this post, every Foreigner's radio crackles.]

The Dust-snorting sacks of garbage are led by Daseng. He's mine to kill. Protect your own, but get out of my way.
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[personal profile] needmetoo
[It might be starting to get a little warm for winter clothes, but with a torn coat and the clothes underneath being a bit too light, Xion doesn't really have anything else in her wardrobe at the moment. All the same, after walking around Agrabah in black leather, the slightly overwarm feeling from her clothes barely registered.

Plus it covered up the bandaging on her upper arm. The only real evidence of her ordeal ten days ago was a certain degree of tiredness in her expression. She's bearing up reasonably well though, and smiles a bit sheepishly at the feed.]


Hey um... I'm Xion. And I wanted to let everybody who heard that... [Who heard Yosuke's very panicked radio broadcast.] Well, that I'm okay. I'm really sorry if anybody was worried.

[Because really, they didn't need to be worrying about her. Really. Please don't.]

Also, it may seem kind of strange but... back home, sometimes different flowers could mean things. I guess... do are there flowers here with other meanings too? And how would I find them out?

With bonus action option around the Midnight Hotel )
backwordscompatible: (Power from Within)
[personal profile] backwordscompatible
[If it hadn't been for the urgency of what she'd discovered, Zatanna might have stayed away from the Network for a few days.  Granted, those jerks had snuck up on her, attacking from behind before she could ever get a decent look, but she was the daughter of Giovanni Zatara, and a trained fighter in her own right.  With magic.  She should've been able to take a couple of street thugs without breaking a sweat.]

[Well, not only had sweat been broken, but there was a bruise on her forehead where she'd hit the ground, and the wrist that normally carried her bracelet--which had been moved to the opposite arm--was pressed firmly against her chest.  Wrapped tightly in bandages.  As if even the slightest movement caused her pain.]

[Needless to say, she didn't look particularly happy.]

[Worried, yes.  Her weight occasionally shifting in her seat, lips pressed together in between sentences.  Face slightly pale.]

[This was about more than just getting ambushed.  Much, much more.]


Something's wrong.

[Stating the obvious, or what she thought was the obvious.  From the furrow in her brow, even Zatanna wasn't quite sure.  A glance down at her unsprained wrist, where the glimmer of her soul jewel could just barely be seen on the console screen.]
 
My--I was attacked too.  They caught me by surprise--don't ask.  [That part, she really didn't want to talk about]  But the weirdest part was that, I went back this afternoon and found my bracelet again.  Right where they'd gotten me.

Only...I can't explain it...I didn't even notice at first, but the longer I've had it on...

[She didn't even know how to explain it to people who didn't carry a natural affinity for magic.  Who couldn't sense what she was sensing.  Part of her still wasn't even sure she wasn't being paranoid.  Reacting to the attack.  Maybe it was nothing.  She couldn't be sure.  And she couldn't just sit by and do nothing.  What if she was right?]

Anybody who's been attacked in the last few days?  Check your soul gems.  If you don't know how, find somebody who does.  Especially if they were out of your sight for more than a minute.
gistful: (it never is)
[personal profile] gistful
I may have discovered a clue as to the purpose of the symbols I believe many of you are investigating.

For the sake of context: The Midnight Hotel ran out of coffee-beans some time ago. At the beginning of the month, I found some coffee-beans unexpectedly in the Hotel's pantry. For the sake of caution I did not bring them to the attention of the patrons, particularly since the beans have been disappearing overnight and reappearing again by evening over the course of the last week. They seem to be regular beans, in spite of their vanishing abilities.

This morning, the coffee-beans from yesterday are still there. It's the first time they have remained in existence overnight.

The message I received in my inbox at the beginning of the month was accompanied by an orange hexagon.

[Pause.]

Incidentally, we now have a self-filling jar of coffee-beans available for public use in the Hotel's kitchen.
looksfine: (peeking around a corner)
[personal profile] looksfine
[A slight deviation from her usual method of transmission.  Rather than taking a moment to provide debatably relevant exposition or attempt to explain her latest presence on the Public Network...she had only a single question:]

How is this...Valentine's Day meant to be celebrated?

[Aya understood Love.  Far more than many would give her credit for.  Far more than the Star Sapphires would have given her credit for, to be sure.  She understood the sensations it could possibly elicit from a single individual.  She understood the bonds between persons that could form.]

[But, most of all, she was just plain curious as to why somebody needed a single day to celebrate what should be celebrated all day, every day.  As far as she knew.]
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[personal profile] wintershepherd
Couple of things!

I just want to let everyone know that the Welcome Center will be officially reopening next week. I really appreciate everyone who's pitched in to get it back in order. I'd like to run it with volunteers like we did before, so if you're interested in a few hours a week, let me know. It's not hard to do, but it makes a big difference for someone when they have no idea where they are and how they got here.

Can anyone fix these weird symbols on the consoles? I feel like I've broken something, but I can't get them to go away.

Last, has anyone had a chance to talk to those ambassadors yet?

PS. This weather is not my fault, I swear!
valevectorian: (such a motherfucking bore)
[personal profile] valevectorian
[The feed opens up with a headshot of a guy at the console. Moppy white hair that barely touches his shoulders, red eyes, pale skin. An expression that seems to embody a mixture of boredom and annoyance. A black choker encircles his neck, with a black box connected to it and wires that go from the box to somewhere behind his ears. A person who doesn't know any better would likely mistake it for a fancy, if unusually designed MP3 player. He takes a moment to glare daggers at the screen before proceeding to speak.]

To start off, I'm only going to bother with three questions.

[The rest could always wait.

Accelerator holds up the pointer finger of one hand.]


One- I don't care whether you're someone I'd hate or tolerate; does the name 'Academy City' mean anything to anyone else here?

[He holds up the middle finger now.]

Two- I need to know if anyone's come across a girl named Misaka who speaks in the third person. She was with me right before I woke up in this weird-ass place.

[He holds up a third finger.]

And three...

[Deliberate pause. His eyes narrow, brow furrowing. He hates to bring this up in case it brings too much attention to the topic he plans to ask about, but it's too important to ignore for the time being.]

Three. What's the norm for supernatural abilities when you're not from here?

[He's felt drained since he woke up. No matter what the truth of the nature of this place was, his connection to the Misaka Network doesn't seem to be compromised. His power, on the other hand, seems to be barely functional, based on the few testing attempts he made when he first woke up. Something was up.]
wintershepherd: (peace)
[personal profile] wintershepherd
Hey everyone. The Welcome Center is coming along pretty well, and we've got all the structural things put back to rights. I still need to talk to the Metalworkers and ask what it'll take to get a couple consoles put in there.

The people who have arrived since we all got out of the Dreaming seem like they're being dropped all over. If you were one of them, can you reply and let me know where in the city -- or outside of it? -- you showed up? Just in case there's a pattern.

Has anyone had luck getting the kedan to hire them?
stonebird: (❅ the thimble weighed too heavy)
[personal profile] stonebird
(She waits until she is sitting primly in a chair, her back straight and her hair braided neatly over one shoulder. Appearance is everything - or so she has learned time and time again. No matter how uneasy she feels, she cannot show it. Alayne Stone won't break.)

I am new to the kingdom of Keeliai, but I have been well-informed. (A small smile - one which doesn't reach her eyes - follows before she continues:) My name is Alayne Stone and I am from a world called Westeros. Should my world sound familiar to anyone, I am eager to speak with you.

(Though perhaps not meet. The fact that is standing on her own hasn't escaped her. She no longer has Littlefinger's protection.

The next part is strange to word, so she decides to just say it.)


Is it true that we are on the back of a giant turtle? I find that hard to believe. Even the largest of turtles are not spacious enough to hold a world, surely?

(What happens when the turtle turns the wrong way?)

Are there other creatures of such a considerable size? I should like to avoid the predators.

(The turtle should avoid them too.)

There are items which I will eventually need. Where might I procure them? Is there a market and some sort of currency?

(Yes, she knows she needs to focus on the things she can control. Otherwise... Otherwise...

She will lose the hope she has been able to retain.)
wintershepherd: (civil)
[personal profile] wintershepherd
Hi everybody.

[ Jack's using a rare working console that he found, partly because he wants to test how they're functioning and because he feels this is important for people to see, that things can get back to normal. ]

I know we're all still finding our footing, but I had an idea to help us get on the right track.

Since our things that were in our houses seem to have, uh, wandered away, it'll be a good idea to make a central list of stuff that's missing. We can keep an eye out for each other's items.

Alternatively, if you've already found something and you don't know who it belongs to, you can bring it by the Welcome Center. I'm going to start rebuilding it... I think it's important that we keep having some kind of public representation in Keeliai.
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[personal profile] gistful
Given the current changes evident in the city I would like to make it known that the Midnight Hotel will remain open to Foreigners for a nominal fee or a trade of services. Its wards are functioning normally and the rules apply as usual.

Entrances may be found at the following locations.

[He reads out, slow enough for people to take notes, the address for the six entrances, including the new one in Central.]

Thank you.
everylittlegirl: (i dont understand this one)
[personal profile] everylittlegirl
[Hayley folds her hands in her lap and offers a smile that's obviously fake and disjointed at best.]

So Clark Kent is gone.

I, uh, paid some kedan to help me move the radio stuff into my suite? I didn't want it to get taken away. I mean, I'm not really the radio type. So like, I can show someone how it works or whatever, but I don't want to be in charge of it.

[She lifts a hand to wrap around the back of her neck, awkward.] If you didn't know, there's a radio system that people can use to transmit messages. He left a bunch of extras to hand out if people need them, so you can listen. But anyone can come transmit a message if they need to - if it's important, you know? Allegedly It can't hear the radio. The big bad wolf, I mean. I don't know if that's true though.

[encrypted 60% to Tony Stark]
Before you even ask, no, you can't butcher it for your project. If you want to come study it or whatever, I can.. figure out a time and someone to watch you.

[encrypted 60% to Aya]
Hey. I think you were friends with the Kents, right? I don't really know how to repair any of this stuff if it breaks.. Maybe you could help? I mean, you're already basically my boss at both Stark and Wayne, so I don't want you to be my boss here too, but I might need help if you're willing to.
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[personal profile] iwannabeadragon
If anyone knows River Tam it seems like she found her ticket home.

[Hawke tries his best to sound nonplussed by these events. Considering how long he's been burying his true feelings about things, he does good job of it. If anything he sounds tired but that wouldn't be suspicious given the recent events right?

However there is some mournful whining somewhere behind. Seems Notch isn't handling this as well as his master.]


At least she doesn't have to worry about dealing with this mess then.

Speaking of mess, don't suppose anyone's found more surprises out there?
avadad: (awkward)
[personal profile] avadad
[You know... getting use to all of that technology that keeps cropping up back home is one thing, but this is ridiculous. Everything was explained to him, and he knew the basics but... Tonraq still fumbles a bit with the console. A deep frown on his face as he does so, which shows when he finally activates the video feed.

He then blinks once upon realizing that its broadcasting. Then, clearing his throat, he begins to speak in that deep voice of his.]


I am Chief Tonraq of the Southern Water Tribe, and I just recently arrived.

[This is hardly the best time for him to be here, but it looks like he has to deal with it.]

I've been told that others from my world are also here. I don't suppose any of you would know my daughter, Korra.
iwannabeadragon: (Default)
[personal profile] iwannabeadragon
[Time to get the ball rolling. While he is capable of better encryptions than this, he wants people to break it. This is only a formality to draw out the Knight after all. He wants this to go public as soon as possible.]

Evandau, we found a way to hurt the thing in the castle. Find us at the Midnight Hotel. It will be easier to speak there.

[Best just keep things simple for now.

A short time later the post goes unlocked for everyone to see with an additional weary smile from Hawke.]


It's done.

----

[OOC: Alright, things are just around the corner now! And just so we don't all get confused I'm going to set up an OOC thread on this post when things get going. That thread will be for confirming which characters will be involved in the event and whether they will be present at the meeting with Evandau or watching one of the entrances in each Sector. Just give your character's name and what they'll be doing and where!]