animalhats: (totally unimpressed)
[personal profile] animalhats
[ The video comes to life with a scowling pre-teen in a cute pink hat with ears. She looks like she's trying to look threatening and not quite managing it. ]

I'm Princess Powerful, and I don't care what the weird meanie-faces said, I will totally find a way home and I will punch everybody if I have to. I woulda punched those those people who woke me up but they did something to me and I couldn't get my powers to work right. But they work now, so nobody better mess with me 'cause I can kick your butts!

[ she pauses, and looks a little less fierce ]

Um, but if there are people who died here, maybe some people I know are here? Gert, she's kinda fat but not in an ugly way and she wears glasses and has purple hair and is super cool. And Alex has big curly hair but he's actually a bad guy so I guess I don't really want him to be here, maybe.

And I guess my treehouse is pretty cool. But it's not as cool as the Leapfrog, so there.
crotcharrow: (civvies; scowl; yeah right)
[personal profile] crotcharrow
[It's been a while since Tommy's been around on the network. He's been trying to keep himself out of the house and busy, helping as much as he can with the decay just to keep himself distracted from everything else, but being on rations and using super speed has started to take it's toll on him. Suffice to say, Tommy running on empty. And because he's trying to save his energy, it means he hasn't really been out of the house in a while for a run. And that makes him grumpy and cagey as hell. And ontop of that? He's really hungry. Combine all these things and you have a very irritable speedster.]

Okay, this rationing list is total crap. How is anybody supposed to survive on this?

[he has one of the lists in his hands, as if to help plead his case.]

This is like, one meal for me. How is this fair? D'you know how much I have to eat just to stay up and running? A lot.

[He drags a hand down his face.]

Anybody got any extra food? Or know where I can get any? 'Cause if I'm stuck to this list, I'm kinda screwed.

[He would have resorted to stealing, but his main tactic of running too fast for them to see is sort of off the table right now. And yeah, he sounds a bit like a spoilt child complaining because they didn't get dessert, but anyone who knows him will know this is sort of a serious issue for him. He gives one last grumble and then turns the feed off.]
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[personal profile] nohsatsu
[ The feed starts up to show a certain pretty boy alien sitting in front of his console, rubbing a towel over his silver-white hair. Today's work involved some pretty messy mechanics, so he thought it would be better to clean up a bit before speaking on something that had been bothering him since Lieuen's message. At least he was learning some propriety. It just didn't seem to extend to him putting on a shirt before addressing the city. Learning - it's a process.

He brought the towel down to his lap and got on with his purpose.
]

With the recent system of rationing introduced to the city, I had a question concerning dietary needs among you all.

Specifically, is there anyone who has a need for anything more than what we will be given- perhaps for reasons of health? I won't be needing mine, and if I can be of some help to someone, I'd appreciate the chance.

[ He wasn't exactly going to go into the details of why he didn't need the rations outright. His time with the Avengers had taught him that a good majority of people were not too keen on learning that he ate raw eggs, shell and all, and could consume various forms of... well, garbage, for sustenance. It may have been disgusting to most people, but it meant he could survive, and it meant he could give.

He even manages a slight smile, a little bit hopeful.
]
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[personal profile] walkingwmd
[Hello everyone, have an unimpressed looking girl...in a bright yellow hazmat suit?]

Sooooo...Asianish fantasyworld, huh? Yeah, because that hasn't been done before. At least this seems to be a real place and not some offensive land of the stereotypical created for the amusement of the ignorant American masses. Because, seriously? Wow, whoever writes all that crap has to be some sort of nasty fetishist or something. No, sir, I will not be your precious yamato nadeshiko waifu nor am I a seductive kunoichi, so get lost.

[She lets out a disgusted sigh.]

Guess I was about due for this kind of thing to happen to me. Can't be a superhero without weird stuff like time travel and alternate universes and dying only to come back to life later...

Does anyone know who among us "foreigners" has been here the longest? Totally okay with all the room I've got to myself around here, but that's not enough to buy my approval when it comes to the idea of staying.
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[personal profile] notamachine
[Dean didn't pay much attention to what the Kedan told him when they dropped him off, but the console was pretty easy to figure out. The number of transmissions flying back and forth made things a little easier. He's ignored most of them. When Dean finally pipes up over the network, he looks tired and sounds less confrontational and more along the lines of vaguely annoyed, like this is a speech he's had to give a dozen times before that nobody has listened to before and one he doesn't expect anyone to listen to now.]

Okay, you six-fingered, four-eyed, however many toed freaks, let's just get one thing straight and everybody gets along. I get what you told me. I don't like it, but I get it. I also know if there's a way here, there's a way back, and I'm gonna find it. You should know that if whatever dragged me here dragged my brother in here with me, I will end all of you. Capiche? Good.

[Message delivered. Yeah, he could have used the voice only setting, but those things already know what he looks like so what's the point?]
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[personal profile] polyhistor
[Reid hates technology. No, he really, genuinely does. Computers don't move fast enough to keep up with him, and he has a long-established love of hard copies where literature is concerned. But the fact of the matter is, there are very few books here. So here he is, seated at a console, half a dozen of the local books he could find stacked beside him and several empty coffee cups as well. Recently, he's taken to drinking green tea, but a lapse in that particular habit seems appropriate considering his surroundings.]

 You know, the terminology relating to a meta or 'multiverse' was originally coined by William James, a philosopher and psychologist in the late nineteen hundreds. His paper, titled 'Is Life Worth Living?' was published in the 1985 October Edition of the International Journal of Ethics. He postulated that, with the decline of social religion all 'visible' nature (that is to say, everything we see and experience) is in and of itself a 'moral' multiverse as opposed to being a moral 'universe'. He was referring to the visible nature of the world - good existing alongside evil, with every imaginable shade in between. Each nuance of the world then became in and of itself a 'multiverse' in James' ideal.

 The neologism didn't actually enter into common vernacular until much later and under a drastically different context, but the concept of other worlds or parallel universes - what we today call a 'multiverse' - has actually been around for centuries, generally tied to religious philosophies of the time. Muslim theologian al-Ghazālī believed that it was not only possible but highly probable. His extrapolation was that that Earth was the best of all possible worlds and that humans occupied it as a form of divine right, stating that 'there is in possibility nothing more wondrous than what is'.

[a brief pause, because... he's generally not used to speaking so long without interruption.]

 Essentially, the concept of a 'life, death or dreaming' state faintly echoes several Buddhist or Hindu philosophies, though equally suggestive of liminality. The continual repetition of that 'life/death/dreaming' theme represents a trinity; three is often considered a holy number in any number of doctrines. Three also represents the body (life), the soul (death) and the spirit (dreaming). And then, the fact that there are five districts also reinforces the ties to numerology. If you go by the numerical value of the Hebrew letter 'He' or 'five' it symbolizes the universal life, the breath of man, the air, the spirit and the soul.

 Oh-- right, liminality. Liminality was another word coined in the same philosophical era as William James' 'multiverse' by Arnold Vann Gennep in his 1908 paper Rites de Passage. It's from the Latin līmen which means 'threshold' and it's a word used to describe the transitionary phase during a ritualistic transformation, during which the participant's own identity is considered to be void until the process is complete and the individual can be reborn. It's almost a contract – during this process you forsake your identity, your sense of self, your titles and earthly possessions all for the sake of a form of theoretical transcendental enlightenment. It's this fluidity of self that enables change and dissolution of old habits or customs to make way for the new. It's not limited to an individual, either; it can be applied to groups of people – such as a graduating highschool class – or to societies and cultures as a whole and I believe it's what we're technically undergoing now.

 Liminality is considered a tripartite structure, and each segment of that structure is as follows: preliminal rites, or rites of separation. This stage involves a metaphorical 'death' undergone by the initiand. They're essentially forced to leave something behind by breaking away from previous practices and routines, or by, say, coming to Keeliai.

 The liminal rites – or transitionary rites – involve the creation of a sort of... tabula rasa, a blank slate, through the removal of limits and forms previously taken for granted. There are two primary characteristics to this stage of the rite, first: the rite 'must follow a strictly prescribed sequence, where everybody knows what to do and how'. Because this rite is a fundamental deconstruction of the self and self-held values, it's meant quite literally to mirror the act of walking over a threshold between two worlds.

 The postliminal rites, or 'rites of incorporation' are the third and final sequence. During this stage, the initiand is re-incorporated into society, essentially born again as a 'new' being.

[CRICKETS. CRICKETS ARE CHIRPING IN THE BACKGROUND, REID. He awkwardly clears his throat.]

 All... right so... um, hi. I'm Doctor Spencer Reid. Any questions...?

[for those of you who didn't turn the console off ten seconds into his impromptu lecture??


 ooc; also: a permissions post.]
controlledvariable: (Batgirl -- did I break it?)
[personal profile] controlledvariable
[The voice that comes over the network is female and American, but lacking any particular accent beyond that, and her voice is even when she speaks. Those who've met Batgirl before might recognize it, but it's distinctly not Steph.

The message is sent to the members list. And her Bruce, because he'd just hack it anyway.]


Hi, this is Batgirl, or Spoiler, since I introduced myself to a few of you that way. I think most of you have met me by now; for those who haven't, I'm one of those vigilante types you've likely seen running around and if you need character references I'll put you in contact with someone who can confirm that I'm one of the good guys.

I know this method of contacting people probably seems a little strange, but I have a proposition to make, and this was the simplest way to talk to a lot of you at once.

I'm sure everyone's familiar with the concept of a team of superheroes, especially since a lot of you are from worlds with vigilantes, and I've talked to some of you about this already but the recent events during the dive made me realize I need to push my schedule forward a bit. The Emperor clearly has no interest in sharing information with us, so we can't be prepared for whatever threats are going to come our way, but I'm hoping if we get organised, start working together and figuring out how to operate in a crisis, we won't be caught so off guard again.

I've secured us a base of operations, as it were, in the Earth Sector, near the centre of the city. [a map is attached] If you're seeing this message, then you're welcome to use it regardless of whether you want to be officially on a team or not, it's a safe space for us all as much as it's a headquarters. Originally I'd wanted this to be more focused on training and sharing expertise, but again, after the last couple of weeks I'm sure we can agree working on strategies might be useful. Still, there's equipment available to use, and I've got a few particular training sessions in mind once we get set up, but until then everyone's free to use the space however they want.

There's a lot more info I can give, but I'd like to be able to do that in person rather than over the network, so for now I'll leave the floor open to questions and set a tentative date for a first official meeting at the headquarters this time next week, unless anyone can't attend then for whatever reason.

Before anyone replies, I'll let you know that I've set up two encryptions on this message which you should be able to see when you go to reply, the first of which is a private line between the console I'm on, and each person's individual console, and the second is a filter that will allow a message to be seen by everyone I've invited. If you'd like to contact me directly for whatever reason, you should use the first one, but if you're comfortable letting the group see, use the filter option.

Thank you for your time.

[[OOC: Specify in the subject line whether your character is using the private or group filter encryption please!]]

Private to Annabeth:

Your friends from home are welcome to join us. I didn't include them in the filter since they don't know me, and aren't likely to trust the whole superhero thing the same way some of the other kids I haven't met are. Figured I'd let you be the judge of whether they should come or not.
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[personal profile] suoxi
[ Inara appears on the video screen to those who might happen to be watching at this particular time, poised and smiling and entirely at ease. ]

It appears as if new arrivals are a fairly frequent occurrence. Every weekend, it seems. I know it's a trying time and very frustrating, but if one chooses to think of it as an opportunity as opposed to misfortune, then perhaps it isn't quite so bad. In any case - welcome.

[ pleasantries aside...]

Now, down to business -- literally. [ she smiles and it's a bit more cautious this time, head tilting slightly as she wonders at the wisdom of her query. ]

I have been told by the kedan that there is an area of my sector that caters to specific needs and comforts, and while I am certain their tastes run true, mine, perhaps, might be a bit different.

For those of you that don't know me, my name is Inara Serra, and I am a Companion. [ seeing as no one here seems to be from the 'Verse, she decides to elaborate - delicately. ]

I provide company, conversation and comfort to those who might desire such a thing, and I am paid [ a high sum ] for my time. I entertain, converse with, and bestow companionship to my clients, and ensure that they have only a positive, enlightening and joyful experience when they are with me.

[ another polite smile. ]

If there is, perhaps, someone here who could show me some of the...finer institutions that the city has to offer that might be more suited to my personal tastes, I would be most grateful. Thank you.
littlecousin: (what do you mean my plan is terrible?)
[personal profile] littlecousin
[Nita is sopping wet, and, unusually for her, breathing heavily. She pushed herself hard getting back to the city from the barrier so she could warn people.]

Okay, I don't want to freak anyone out-- [she herself is clearly freaked out, or at least unsettled] --but all those corpses floating around in the water? They're moving now, and they're not friendly.

[She stands up to emphasize that the outfit she's wearing has been ripped to (somehow miraculously Comics Code-acceptable) shreds. Sorry, Favrielle.]

They're not all that good in the water, but they're fast and strong and they bite really hard. And they keep going even after they've had their heads torn off. [...She overreacted, okay.]

It looks like the barrier is keeping them out, but stay out of the water.
andaway: (I see their knavery)
[personal profile] andaway
[As always, Superman's post comes from an anonymous location, somewhere in the Fire sector. He's been changing the place he broadcasts from in every post, in case someone tried to track it.]

Well, it's become obvious the turtle has decided to take a bath. It seems to be safe for now but we don't know when it will stop. The way things look it isn't going to be anytime soon. The Kedan seem to be pretty sure it will be alright so it's probably not the first time this has happened.

Those of us who can breathe underwater or spend a long time under it should share experiences to see how far we can get, but I wouldn't suggest trying to break this barrier.


Another thing to keep in mind is the lack of sunlight. [AND NOT AT ALL BECAUSE HE'S GOING TO SLOWLY LOSE HIS POWERS WITHOUT IT why would you think that geez.] Is there anyone with the kind of power that would allow them to duplicate it? Or to create a substitute? I can offer my heat vision to make fires anywhere it's needed, but it's a poor substitute.

Anyway, just... be careful, everyone.
crotcharrow: (worry; eli you just shot my mom)
[personal profile] crotcharrow
[This is just the icing on the fucking cake. Really. He feels like it wasn't a month ago he was making one of these posts. Because it wasn't. And to make matters worse? He'd just sucked up his pride and apologised to her. They had been getting better.

He looks worse for wear and is rubbing at his eyes when the camera feed turns on. Doesn't look like he's really slept, because he hasn't.]


Kate's missing. I looked everywhere. All her stuff's here so I don't think she's like, gone anywhere for the night. But if anyone's seen her, lemme know? She's got long dark hair, and usually wears purple. Her name's Kate Bishop.

[He runs a hand through his mussed up hair and heaves a sigh. Really, what had he been expecting? Life's a bitch. He laughs weakly. Someone isn't looking too stable.]

...Yeah. Thanks.

[And the feed cuts out.]
alpha_squad_leader: (Sigh)
[personal profile] alpha_squad_leader
[Victor looks a little annoyed when he turns on his console tonight. Behind him, the view of his suite is blocked by some rock. A big, talking rock to be exact. Santo's right there behind him.]

Hey, everyone. I've got a question for everyone that's familiar with superheroes. It's about the costumes. They're an important thing to have, right? For a lot of reasons like protecting and hiding secret identities.

But this guy [He jerks a thumb over his shoulder at Santo.] just says they're stupid.

Don't get me wrong, the costumes are cool but that's about it. Wearing one just to hide your identity is what's stupid. You don't see Ms. Marvel, Iron Man, or Hawkeye worried about people knowing who they are. Hell, Luke Cage doesn't even wear a costume and he kicks all kinds of ass!

Besides, you don't see any X-Men hiding behind a mask.



[Victor just rolls his eyes.]

Lots of X-Men have worn masks. [He shakes his head.] So what do you guys think? Costumes important for superheroes or not?

The answer is obviously not.

[Victor doesn't even bother replying. He just gives Santo a look.]

(ooc: Black text is Vic, Blue text is Santo)
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[personal profile] sharpes
note to all the newcomers:

you are really not more important than the rest of us, fyi. and demanding answers? is pretty dumb. because if we had them do you seriously think we'd still be here?

yeah.

thanks for playing. feel free to link this to any n00bs past or present, because some people seriously need a wake-up call.

oh yeah and welcome to the jungle or something.

- anonymous.
magicalpadawan: (wary)
[personal profile] magicalpadawan
[To all appearances, Molly has visitors in her little room in the Earth sector. If anyone is familiar with Disney movies, they might look somewhat familiar. One is a faun, the other a caterpillar, and the two seem to be sharing the caterpillar's hookah, immersed deep in conversation. If you listen close, you might even be able to hear the soft murmur of their voices, and what looks to be firelight plays gently on the ceiling.]

[Then, abruptly, Molly clears her throat and both the caterpillar and the faun are gone in an instant, leaving the soft flicker of colors in the background behind her. The young woman in question is seated, still a good distance away from her screen (just in case), and looking a curious mixture of slightly smug and a bit bored. When she speaks, she sounds cheerful enough, if still wary.]


I don't suppose there'd be anyone willing to tutor me around here? I'm getting kind of bored of sitting around with illusions, and I don't want to try fireballs in an enclosed space. So, uh, help?
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[personal profile] wintershepherd
[ Takes place following his arrival and transport to Keeliai. The video feed opens with Jack perched nervously on the chair, balanced lightly on the balls of his feet and resting his elbows on his knees as he looked at the screen. He gave a slightly nervous wave at the screen but this felt bizarre... like the tables had been turned and he was the one trying to communicate with someone he wasn't sure was actually there. It was really, really disconcerting.]

So, um. Hi.

[ a pause before he continues ]

My name is Jack Frost. If anyone can hear this, I wanted to apologize for the, uh, flash freeze near that fountain earlier today. The people with the little gills -- kedan? -- they were telling me some things that were a bit much to take in all at once and... yeah.

Sorry about that. It'll thaw in a few days, I promise.

[ He looks off to the side, rubbing a hand through his hair and making it even messier, then looks back at the camera. ]

So... are there any kids here?

---

[OOC: In his permissions post is a guideline as to whether your character might be able to see him right off the bat. For non-believers, they will see only the background of what's clearly a Wood Sector unit, but see or hear nothing for the few minutes the video is running. Spoiler permissions are in the same post so please fill that out if you prefer not to get hit with them. Thanks! ♥ ]
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[personal profile] cowled
Well, this is... embarrassing, if I do say so myself.

[He laughs a little, just to prove how completely embarrassed he is. Look. Do you see his embarrassment? Because it's totally there.]

Here it is, almost literally the eve of this masquerade and I find myself without a date. I hope none of you gentlemen mind me cutting in on you when the time comes.

[His tone is a little at odds with his expression, which is patently apologetic. His voice, however, is steeped in savoir-faire. Because what playboy wouldn't be happy to go stag amidst a party of beautiful women, I mean really.]

And on that note, I would officially like to extend my gratitude to Favrielle nó Eglantine for making this event a possibility in the first place, and for sharing this aspect of her culture with us. She's been a rock of our community for some months now, and she deserves every ounce of recognition her genius affords her.

not!IC cut, various encryptions to people )
crotcharrow: (worry; eli you just shot my mom)
[personal profile] crotcharrow
[when the video feed blinks on, Tommy is panting. It's quite obvious he's been on a run, the imprinted rings from his goggles still framing his eyes. His hair looks windswept, and he certainly doesn't look happy. As if his life could really get worse right now. There's a light hum in the background, which a keen observer would note was his fingers drumming at high speed on the table. The moment his breathing steadies, he speaks.]

--Anybody seen my brother? Looks pretty much identical to me except he wears dorky clothes, has brown hair and is a idiot.

[he pauses, a brief look of anxiety crossing over his features before he catches himself, clearing his throat.] I just wanna know if I have to save his sorry ass from some kedan gang or the llothi or whatever, because it's his turn to do dishes tonight and I'm not letting him get out of it because he totally missed last night too.

[his finger stop humming as he pauses to drag a hand through his hair, a frown creasing over his features some more.]

Lemme know if you know where he is.

[And the feed cuts out.]
excessivehubris: (Thoughtful professor)
[personal profile] excessivehubris
[Charles had actually spent a bit of time investigating this whole ‘personal computer’ situation and while he’d been dubious at first, the more he’d read about the system, what it was capable of, he was delighted! Then he’d been distracted for a day or so in simply learning all he could about the technology.

However, the warning from the kedan who had rescued him still echoed in his head. He needed to find some sort of work, something he’d never actually had to seek out in his life. A small part of him wondered at the laugh Raven would have if she could see his predicament over having to ask about a job, the thought bringing sorrow to his eyes but a small smile to his lips as he reached to turn on the video feed.

The sorrow was quickly wiped away, replaced with his trademark friendly smile and earnest expression as the display snapped to life.]


Ah, excellent just like it said it would work.

Hello! [He offered with a practiced good cheer.] My name is Charles Xavier and I am what I suppose you would call a recent arrival to Tu Vishan and this city, Keeliai; do hope I pronounced those correctly.

Interesting name, Tu Vishan and I would be quite curious to hear what the others who have been brought here make of our situation? [He can’t help asking!]

But of more immediate concern, I’ve been told that I need to search out employment. I fear that for personal reasons anything to do with heavy lifting is out of the question but I was wondering if there were any libraries that might require assistance?

[Seemed a good way to combine the chance to learn more about this place with the necessary employment requirement; at least in the short term.]
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[personal profile] sciencewhizard
[ This was going to be a very touchy subject, he knew, long before the feed started up - touchy for him, not other people. He was sitting at his console, looking visibly tense, slight shadows under his eyes from not sleeping well the last couple of days, and his jaw set more than a little tight. His green eyes flicked over to the side, where, on a lab counter, there lay an object bundled up in blankets. Nobody would have been able to see that, however. When he had first found that... thing, he panicked and snatched it up, knowing what it could do in the wrong hands; he brought it home and put it away to be forgotten up until very recently.

His eyes flicked back to the feed.
]

So, uh. Been a while since I last chatted with most of you. [ Any other day, he might have poked fun at himself for always being late to doing things, but not today. ]

That whole mainland visit last month... I found something when I was there. Something from back home. [ And by the tone of his voice, a harsh sort of grumble, it would have been very clear that he was less than happy about its presence. ]

What I wanna know is- [ Pause. He needed a couple of seconds to order his thoughts. ]

Did any of you find something dangerous from back home while you were out there?
andaway: (Little by little I've come to this point)
[personal profile] andaway
[Audio - Public]

[Clark (and not Superman this time, so no anonymous location) has had a busy time ever since they became able to reach Mainland so it's been a while since he's made a post. No video this time, he's still trying to avoid showing his face in a public post unless really needed.]

Uh, hi. Clark Kent here- I hope those of you who went to visit the mainland are alright? I've heard of how dangerous it could be over there.

[And felt it, but that's neither here not there.]

I actually want to ask about that. Haven't you wondered why are we able to visit the mainland without any kind of trouble? All the foreigners who're able to fly or swim have tried to leave, and they have always found some kind of invisible barrier that prevents them from going any further.

Somehow that barrier has now included this land... maybe we should try to figure out how it works? I'm not an expert by any means but I know there's talented magic users in this place.

The second question I have is way less important but I'd still like to know. The newspaper... well, it can't be written out because it'd present the obvious translation problems we've already discussed over the network. We have to read it out loud.

So I ask for volunteers to do that task. Would anyone be up for it?

[Audio - Private to Batfamily and associates]

I don't really like to state the obvious to you guys, but... a certain friend of mine has decided to pay us a visit.

He doesn't seem to be from my world but I still don't trust him. I'll be keeping an eye on him but be careful. For all we know this could even be his doing.

[No it couldn't but Lex and Kal are famous for blaming everything on each other, let's not break that beautiful tradition.]