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[Do not adjust your consoles, turtlefolk, the picture of the slightly scowly person taking up your screen is correct. Thor just happens to have really, really broad shoulders.

He stares silently into the console for a moment longer than might be comfortable for some people.]

To those of you who reside on this turtle whom I have not yet met: greetings. I am Thor, brother of Loki and member of the Avengers.

[Another pause. Why on Earth do people talk to each other on these things? One might as well talk to a brick wall.]

I am responsible for the sudden storm which arrived and so suddenly departed a few nights ago.

If you know of any damage which was caused then, bring it to my attention and I shall put it right. You have my word that any future storms of such magnitude will be kept outside the confines of the city.

[Another pause... and he nods. That's everything he wanted to say.]

[Locked to Tony Stark 616 (20% encryption)]

[Thor is much quieter than when they last spoke.]

We must have words.

[Note: This is following up this happenstance. TL;DR: Thor lost his temper and made it rain and lightning quite badly and there's been slight/mild damage to stuff because YAY FIGHTING?! :'D Feel free to have had something of your character's been damaged by lightning and Thor will come fix it (or just yell at him for being so noisy so late in the evening. Wow such a rude neighbour.)]

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....

werethatgood

[ Arriving in her suite, Cassie just. Wandered about for a little bit. Then, because there wasn't anything much for her to do (she should go out and buy clothes, probably, but she's not up for that, right now), she sits at the console and starts flicking through the posts. She sees familiar faces. Hears familiar names, mentioned as having left, too. ]

[ ... and then she sees a face and stops, staring at the video feed, uncertain. Then her hands work to check the date, but it's been a while. And she. ]

[ It's not an accidental post, in that she does mean to start the video and speak. But it is in that she hasn't checked to see that there are private character 'voice mail' inboxes - so it goes public. At least she's stopped crying before she shows up on screen? ]

Daddy?

Current Mood: surprised

traitre

Apart from the occasional-- [ ahem ] --magical hiccup or two, I realize that things have been rather quiet around here. [ and, believe it or not, he doesn't look the littlest bit upset about it. sometimes quiet is good! quiet means that he's spent of a lot of time cooped up in his lab, but it also means that a malicious entity of literally unspeakable evil isn't going around and slashing up people in their nightmares. or doing whatever it does. ]

--but, that being said, I don't think anyone would disagree with me when I say that now's not the time to get complacent. And for those of us looking to really try and make a difference here, this is our best opportunity to do so.

I have a few acquaintances in the kedan community who're willing to take on Foreigner help for a number of tasks our talents may be… More suited to completing. [ us foreigners and our crazy powers, am i right? ] They offer compensation, of course, and the promise of more to come should everything go smoothly.

[ the important part is left unspoken. while great headway's been made into establishing good relations with the kedan, there's still work left to be done. money's great and all, but surely this is the greater of the two rewards. ]

I should have more solid details in a few weeks -- for now, this is just something for the more enterprising among you to keep in mind. [ a brief pause, and he smiles. ] My name is Qilby. I hope I'll be seeing more of you about this in the days to come.

((ooc details on this little venture will be in a post later this month!))

manofiron

[ Finding out that Pepper's stocks in Stark Industries have been transferred to him - and because she'd been running it, he can only assume that it's the lion's share - and that that means she's presumably gone is not the way he wants to start the day. But it is what it is and there's nothing he can do about it.

He's wearing the suit, though the helmet's off, and the expression on his face is as professionally detached as the matter-of-fact tone of his voice when he speaks. ]

It's come to my attention that Pepper Potts may no longer be in residence in the city.

[ That covers that and he's not lingering on it. If he does, he'll wonder what that means, if some piece of her has gone back to the world she remembers or if she's dead and her body is being recycled or whatever it is they do with clones when they're gone. It isn't something he needs to worry about right now. Not in front of an audience. So he moves right along to business. ]

I've been informed that per her request, her interests in Stark Industries have been transferred to me. For those of you don't know, I'm Tony Stark, and if you work for SI, it means you're working for me.

[ May whatever aliens people consider gods help them all. ]

If you do, I want to know who you are and what you do for the company. If you don't, and you want to, talk to me.

And be prepared for change. It's coming.

[ What that change is, he doesn't know yet. But once he finds out what the company's been doing, he'll figure out the right path for it to take under his leadership. And this time, it's going to be a damn sight better than the last time he was at the helm. ]

zerotoawesome

[So, instead of Santo's usual sexy stony visage, the video is greeted with this lovely face:

Or, you know, it would be, but Santo is currently wrapped up tighter than his bff Dust. The sheet is wrapped around him from head to toe, leaving only his eyes visible, at least until one of his new bunny ears pokes it's way out and the whole costume comes undone.]

Okay, I don't get why everyone is complaining about this so much. I mean, I guess I can't judge since I'm not a kid or an old man or whatever people are turning into.

Because, I mean, come on! Look at me! I'm a freakin' Playboy Bunny now! Literally! I'm like a mutant with stripping as a superpower!

Uh... Not that I'm going to be stripping, Fran! I promise. I mean, I'm not even looking at myself in the mirror.

Not that I don't want to, because you're seriously sexy, but I'm not because I'm respectful like that. I'm a gentleman.

[Yeah, as calm as he wants to seem, he's pretty uncomfortable about all of this.]

Anyway, so is this how everybody feels things? I forgot what it felt like to not be made out of rocks.

[The longest ass pause ever.]

And I need to ask the most important question that will ever be asked on this thing... How are people going to the bathroom like this? I mean, how do you not look at yours- other people's, you know... Their bits?

skybluejeep

[Hey! It's Clara! Only she's got a very annoyed and perplexed look on her face. And she's wearing a long-sleeve plaid shirt over a t-shirt. Uh? Well hang on.]

So. In case it hasn't been covered yet? This whole thing? With the switching bodies and the de-aging and the gender-swapping and the shenanigans? Not okay. Definitely in the realm of crazy and weird. And uncool. And what the actual fresh hell.

Can we please get some magic people on this? Like...yesterday? Like, I'd really like my old body back. It's only got a few thousand miles on the odometer and my insurance payment just went through.

I'd also like to know who's wearing my body? Because if it's anybody other than Clara, I need to know where to fill out a lost and found claim form.

crotcharrow

[That's certainly not the sculpted pectorals of a bare-chested man that you can see on the camera, nor the chiselled features of a handsome speedster. That's curves and soft features, and a moderately flat chested lady (and yes, still shirtless) who's looking rather angry and flustered.]

--Billygetyourassoverhere and fixthis 'foreIkillyou!

[Guess who didn't notice they were a lady until they needed certain parts. And guess who's not smart enough to backread and find out what's going on. He takes a breath to try and slow his stringing words into something more understandable, and runs a hand through his short hair, messing it up.]

I didn't even do anything to you! You don't mess with a dudes junk! C'mon, that's like rule one! If you're not over here in like, three minutes, I'm coming to get you.

[He looks like he's about to turn off, before looking behind him and shouting off screen:]

Hey, Rik! Does this mean I'm a lesbian no-- [and the feed cuts out.]

cantbewalled

[He's short with all the roundness of baby fat in his cheeks and in a shirt much too big for himself. Some may recognize the wild hair and eyes--they are a bit redder and brighter in color than they were before. And while a lot of people may look annoyed or angry? He's positively beaming.]

Who did it? England's not around with his fairy wand, so one of you had to have done it. You may have thought this was a fun prank but it is the best day since I've been here yet! It's like it's the thirteenth century all over again. I hadn't realized I was this adorable back then. [Obviously someone has been top absorbed in himself to pay much attention to the announcements.]

So how many of you got turned into cute little kids? I bet none of you are as cute as I was. But now all of my clothes are too big. Anyone want to trade? Better yet! Anyone know a good seamstress?

{OOC: Prussia is reliving his self-delusionally glorified childhood a bit. All responses will come from showmeyourballs. Ignore that >>;}

dunhaming

[ Olivia is older, but obviously still Olivia. Unlike everyone else who has been popping up on the network, she doesn't seem upset. In fact, she's pretty cheerful! ]

I'm not sure why you're all upset, this really isn't so bad. I can't be the only person who thinks this is hilarious, who else is with me?

traitorously

[Catty is looking totally relaxed, leaning forward with her elbows on the desk, and her chin resting on her hands]

Hey, so, I can timetravel. [Yup just slamming that out there] And even though it's gone super weird here and I can't touch anything when I got back, or even have anyone notice me, it's still good for overhearing things. [A beat] Which, um, I haven't done to anyone here. So you know.

But I was thinking, there has to be some point in the past where things related to us were discussed, right? And if no one can see or hear us...well, we might be able to find out something interesting. Or important.

[She sucks in a breath, straightening] But I don't want to keep this to myself. So I'm asking for volunteers who don't mind stepping into a tunnel between space and time and exploring history. Vanessa'll tell you that it smells like cabbage, but she's kind of finicky. It's totally safe, and it doesn't smell bad at all, I promise. [yes it does] I think I'll be able to take four people back? My only real thing is that, if you come, you have to share what you find. It's not fair, otherwise.

[She gives a casual salute] Okay, Catty out! Just let me know if you're interested, okay?

[OOC: If your character is volunteering, please read this and sign up!]

elevenoutoften

Hello, hello, all citizens of Tu Vishan! Hope you're all well this fine morning. And if you're not, I hope you get better soon. Nobody likes being not well, never really fun.

[The Doctor is looking very chipper today, swinging side to side on what appears to be a swivel chair. He pushes himself backwards slightly, wheels gently rolling him so he's better in frame. Oh he did love a good movey-chair. Great fun. Though people that know him would surely know he doesn't actually own a chair like this. And his apartment was considerably different looking.]

Anyway, onto more important matters. I want to talk about magic. All sorts of magic. The supernatural kind, the weirdy kind, the bunnies out of a hat kind. Can't imagine that last one will be of a big help but you never know. I have it on relatively good authority that magic is, for some reason, very important here. And I want to know more.

[Suddenly, from somewhere sort of nearby there is the sound of a door opening followed by footsteps, and then a pause before a voice slowly comes from the background and getting closer--]

...Doctor?

[--says one Rory Willams as he appears from behind, not really noticing the fact that his console has been hijacked since he forgot to turn it off earlier while browsing through it. And also because he's more concerned with the fact that there's the Doctor in his place when he didn't see him at all earlier.]

( continue onwards for more bickering )

animosus

[Great hair might be the first thing people notice about him, his mostly faded black eye is another and the more observant might take in his flight jacket.]

I guess I should introduce myself first. I'm Hal and one of the new arrivals.

[There's a moment of silence and he fidgets for a bit. There's something he needs to say but...]

So this might be a bit out of the blue, but would anyone mind lending me some money? Just until I find something to do. [He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.] Pilots aren't exactly sought after here.

[He doesn't want to, but it does look like he has to go back to the odd jobs he did before he died. And if you're wondering what happened to the free money, let's just say he didn't stick around long enough to listen to the official introductions.]

I'll pay you back, promise.

[The chances of that happening are low.]

langsyne

[Good evening chelonauts, tonight you are being treated to the fine sight of one (1) bruised and somewhat bloody Ant-Man looking far more annoyed than he has looked his entire stay on this turtle. There are scrapes and cuts all over his face and his mouth is a thin line that is barely visible until he opens it to speak.]

Heads up: if any of you guys see a rooster that looks like it's been fused with a telephone box, do me a huge favor and run, not walk, in the opposite direction if you want to wake up tomorrow with still ten fingers. [He hasn't lost any of his own yet but it's only a matter of time.] I don't think there's another one of these Frankenchickens out there but just in case.

[There's long-suffering sigh and he's about to say more when he immediately gets drowned out by the rooster rattling around in its makeshift cage and crowing its little cybernetic head off. At the rate things are going, that cage ain't gonna hold it much longer and then fingers are actually going to be lost.

Scott turns and attempts to shush the rooster several times, but since the rooster listens to him about as well as everyone else does (which is to say not at all), he finally gives up and just ignores the damn thing, pinching his nose in exasperation.]

Anyone have any extra bandages? And maybe a flamethrower? You'll get paid back in chicken patties.

atomicpink

So, I've been thinking.

[Eve doesn't waste a lot of time getting the video started. She's been spending a lot of her time laying low - partly because she's worried about dealing with things, but mostly because she wanted to find out more about the turtle.]

The things here...All of the clothes, and the food. It's different from my home, so I imagine for a lot of you it's different too. How many of you want something more like what you had back home?

[Though, really, she wouldn't have considered offering anything if it wasn't for Isaac. Oh well. She had other things on her mind, but being able to use her powers again...Was a comforting thought.]

If you do want something from home - food, clothes, whatever, you can just find me in the Earth sector. It shouldn't be too hard, just look for the redhead in pink.

dustonmyfeet

[Toph is in her twisty chair again. She sits, idly nudging herself back and forth with a foot.]

So I went to see the Emperor, and I found some stuff out that's pretty interesting. I'm not really the hording type, so thought I'd share.

One, the kedan aren't from this world. They're from a world that was dying, and she supposedly scooped them out of it.

Two, she's from this world. It's just the kedan who aren't. She's not a kedan.

Three, the other people here that were before the kedan died. But there was just a palace here, not a city.

Yeah. Don't know about your minds, but it hit mine like a sky bison tongue.

((ooc: Thread is close to being done, but not quite -- just wanted to get this in before the crush of the event. I may hold off on any threads relating to how the people die depending on the Emperor's answer. Don't let that stop you from posting, though; I won't forget! Sorry for any awkward. WE'RE GOOD NOW, THANKS ROY.))

tactile_telekinesis

[Kon's on screen looking a little tired and maybe a little embarrassed, which he isn't hiding very well either.]

I feel like I'm on the worlds biggest come down and it sucks some major ass. That was not my best moment in time. [Someone has stupidly gone back and looked at the post with Bart and possibly shrieked in horror. Or died under the desk. Kon takes a moment.]

So, what else is gonna happen? Crazy adventures with no powers? Check. Jailtime? Check. Getting high as a kite on fuzzballs? Check. I'm running outta ideas, I've almost done it all.

Okay, so we know to keep me away from those things, so far so good.

Also, anyone good at fixing doors and tables? I kinda broke mine when I freaked out before. I'll pay. And no BC, sorry, our skills combined aren't that good, I'd like to have stuff on the table and not have it collapse.

trifurcate

[Bryn hasn't made a network post of her own since her arrival, and so it seems that an introduction is necessary first. Hair pulled away from her face and smile wide, she waves at the screen.]

Hi everyone! I know I've been a little quiet on here lately so there are several of you who probably don't know me. My name is Bryn Zethir, from Askoupur which I'm pretty sure none of you have ever heard of before. That's okay, honest.

[That should be enough.]

So, with the rationing lifted and the possibility that things are going to get at least somewhat back to normal again, it occurred to me that there's something we're kind of missing in this city. There are tons of restaurants and bars in this city but not one of them is owned and run by a foreigner. Now, I've been working really hard for a while now and saving my money, and with some assistance [Thanks, Bruce <3] I now have enough to buy or rent a location, renovate, and stock it for business.

And here's where all of you come in. While it's my sincerest hope that you'll all come in for a meal or to enjoy some live music, this won't be possible without some people to come work and help out. So, if anyone has any skills for the following jobs and wants to talk to me about being hired on a part or full time basis, please let me know! For those of you who already have work but may be interested in picking up a bit of extra juulan, there will also be contract positions available for the renovation process, once I pick a location. Also, as I hope to install a stage, there will be opportunities for performers of all stripes to have a place to entertain.

So, I think that's it unless anyone has any recommended vendors I should look into for food, drinks, or tobacco. Otherwise, please check out the list of job opportunities and let me know if you're interested. I'll let everyone know when we're open for business. Thank you!

[Waving once more, she switches the feed over from video to text. The following list appears:]

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witchnotwarlock

[A kid with black hair and a sheepish grin takes off a silver headband, running his fingers through disheveled hair.]

That ride... how about that ride? I’ve never ridden on a cart like that before. I hope that’s not the normal way to get around here? I never thought I’d miss the subway, I mean, I know we can’t have one here, and I think the turtle would agree.

[He laughs, looking around.] You know, this place is the perfect setting for a fantasy video game. You can have the good guys grow up in the poorer part of the city, and they have to fight off a great evil that threatens to kill the turtle, so they literally need to save the world. You could have your mage come from the richer district, and she defects from her family to help the hero out, and they gather friends along the way who fight in your party, and they discover new things, and...

I would play a game like that. I would read a comic book series that was like that, that would be awesome... please let there be comic books here. I hope there are comic books here.

afirewithfashion

[Cinna looks a little less focused than usually -- that may have something to do with the collection of tribbles in his lap. The topmost one (yes, the pile is multi-layered) is the tribble that he's had from the beginning. Mostly sandy-beige, with white stripes on its belly.]

I know they're dangerous, I do understand that. They'll eat away the entire food supply.

[He trails off, his fingers in the fur of his favorite tribble.]

They're just so innocent -- if cold stops them from reproducing, couldn't we make cooled cages for them? Not all of them, but some of them?

[Like this one. He wants to keep it.

He feels better with the tribbles than he's felt since he arrived on the turtle. Better, even, than when they were in the plentiful current.]

I know it's a risk. But it seems wrong to kill them all.

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