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[The feed clicks on as Rex sits back in his chair, goggles hanging down around his neck and arms folded across his chest. He looks a little annoyed.]

Okay. So. Back of a giant turtle. War against some dude whose name we're not supposed to say. Get a job. The basics of the situation, right?

I gotta admit, ending up in some city that looks like it's part of an MMORPG was not where I thought I'd be after my day got off to such a great start. But seriously, who would think that? And not gonna lie, I did wonder for a while if maybe this is all some whacked out dream after taking a hit to the head in the middle of a fight.

[He shrugs, sighs and runs one hand back through his hair before sitting forward.]

Anyway. Since it seems like I might be here for a while...

My name's Rex Salazar. I happen to be really good with machines if anyone knows of any job openings around here that have to do with stuff like that. I've also done work as a bodyguard before. Fighting monsters and catching criminals? Got tons of experience with all that, too. I'm been assigned a place in the Metal Sector if that helps.

[Going quiet a moment, his frustrated expression becomes thoughtful. Maybe even a little hopeful.]

Also, while I realize this is probably a long shot? If there's a guy by the name of Six here, I'd appreciate it if someone would let me know if he's around. Doctor Holiday, too. Both or either of them. Or anyone from Providence, really.

alphatar

[The feed turns on to show Korra, smiling a deviously broad smile (those who know her probably know that smile means she’s up to something) and she holds a finger up to her lips before she whispers.]

Okay you guys. I need you to tell Mako that the network doesn’t actually bite and he can use it to talk to people.

[Then she turns around and happily exclaims:] Oh good, the tea’s ready. Thanks, Mako. See, isn’t he a gracious host? [That grin she has on is sinful.]

W-- Korra, turn that off.

[he sets the tray down pointedly, looking between her and the console, obviously caught off guard and not sure what to do]

In a minute. [Not even a minute, she fully plans to keep it on as long as possible.] Why don't you come over here and try it? [Not that she's giving him a choice since she's taking both cups of tea over to the console.]

I already told you I know how to use it. [he sits down, and focuses on her] We could've kept this conversation between us, c'mon, turn it off.

[and then he turns to the camera to give it an Intense Mako Stare (tm).]

We were talking about the network, so we should include the network. [She says it like it's the most practical, logical thing in the world.] So anyone who doesn't know, I'm Korra and this is Mako. He's been here for months but none of you probably recognize him because he never uses the network. So feel free to say hi to him! [Totally treating him like a new arrival. She's not sorry at all. Feel free to bug Korra too.]

(OOC: Maroon font=Mako and Baby Blue font=Korra.)

freeskies

How unfortunate it is that the reprieve was so shortlived.

I daren't say I've missed much in the months I've been gone, at least. You've all a talent for staying out of trouble.

[he sounds amused. he realizes he didn't have to do this, to announce his return... but, ah, what is a skypirate if he doesn't have any vices? And Balthier's vice being somewhat more of the flashy sort when there's no need to lay low.]

Shall we begin the introductions, then? I've nothing but time for the moment.

problematical

[ River's sitting in her suite in the Water, evidenced by the soft colours and natural materials in her background. She touches the screen carefully, teeth pinching her lower lip as though she doesn't know recording has started -- but then she starts speaking without changing anything, so maybe she does know. ]

High chance of improbability even in this 'Verse, can't go between-between-between. Even if you use orthogonal coordinates, meeting at right angles. Two wrongs to make a right, two rights to make a wrong, the graph is broken. Order of chelonii or testudines but even the largest can't hold a city. Can't check the book, no chapters on waking up in new places.

[ She seems briefly frustrated, whether at the improbability of her situation or merely her own inability to verify what the kedan told her is unclear. She hadn't had the opportunity to think on it much with being drafted into the bottle, with all that had followed that and now that she did, she was still no better equipped to explain anything. Her fingers tangle in a dingy chain around her neck, tugging at a small ring and charm that seem very tarnished. ]

I'm supposed to have a job.

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((OOC: Relink for River's permissions post too, if you haven't filled it out yet!))

bindsthedead

[Sabriel's face appears on the screen, looking as unnaturally pale as ever- and it's clear she's been crying, and has only just stopped, she can't quite keep the wavering out of her voice.]

Has anyone seen Amon? I haven't seen him since I got back from Kithika [He's a grown man. Sabriel knows this, but his continued absence makes her uncomfortable- and she knows well enough what will happen to him once he returns to his world.] And I haven't seen Javert in a while either.

Also, if anyone still has one of those weapons they found in Sinbrilee- Try putting the blade in one of the fire fountains. I think you'll find the results interesting. [It's only fair she shares what she's learned, even if it's something relatively minor.]

Finally, if there's anyone here who has no powers of their own, but would like to learn a useful skill, I'm always willing to teach people how to use Charter Magic. Given recent events, I think everyone ought to learn something that will let them defend themselves if they need it.

[Locked to her students, standard encryption]

I want to teach all of you how to defend yourselves. I know I've taught some of you nonlethal methods- and I want you to keep practicing that- but I also want to teach you how to work with more lethal spells, and more about binding. [It's easier to remain calm when there's something to focus on, rather than thinking about the people who aren't here anymore. She never spoke to Cinna or Javert about it, but she knows Alcuin died back in his world- and Amon will die soon after he returns to his. But Sabriel knows that she needs to deal with the problems in front of her right now- teaching her students and fighting Malicant.] And I encourage you to practice what you've learned with each other. As Charter Mages, we can work more powerful magic when we cooperate and combine our abilities.

And- none of you were hurt during the incident with the fog and the bottle, were you? [Sabriel mentally adds healling magic to the list of things she wants to teach her students.]

browbeater

Uh... so, anyone got any plans for the New Year's?

[yeah, he's trying to be more sociable for the moment. But, it's kind of obvious that this post was not meant for everyone on the network. He just felt kind of awkward. He's switching feeds now.]

[Basic Encryption; Locked to Legend of Korra and ATLA casts-- sans Amon, because seriously.]

Okay, so. I'm not sure how much everyone's noticed that there are no sports here, but there basically isn't. And with Bo being back, and all the Fire Ferrets together, we have enough people to form at least two teams for a pro-bending match, maybe three. Asami knows the rules of the game, and she could ref for us.

I'm not really suggesting we make a pro-bending league or regular habit out of it, but if we did a match, it might give either the other foreigners or the Kedan an idea or two.

And New Year's is probably the best time to do it.

So, anyone in?

[Basic Encryption; Locked to Korra]

Hey... How are you doing...?

baniichan

[Barnaby's curls look as perfect as always (thanks for the recommendation, Monet!), and he wears a pleasant, polite expression when his feed turns on. Some people might notice that his way of speaking is measured and deliberate, as if he's quite used to having all eyes on him.]

Engineering has always been an interest of mine, especially robotics. I didn't get much time to devote to it, though, mainly because of my hero work back home. [Or, rather, he didn't allow himself the time, but...details.]

Although I have no trouble keeping myself busy these days, I still have more free time than I'm used to. Other people here can relate, I'm sure.

At any rate, would anyone be willing to lend me some technical manuals? Or, alternatively, tell me whether there's a place where I can find something like that?

Thank you.

shorttempered

[Mark is sitting in one of the internet cafes. Outside, Eshai the turtle is waiting impatiently for him next to the window. On her back are a bunch of long boxes.]

Hey guys. I actually got these a while back during landfall, but with everything that happened right after... [He trails off. He'd rather not mention Eshai's death.] Anyway it seems my comic book collection has turned up on the turtle. You can see them over there, on top of Eshai. [Motions to the turtle and the box.] Yeah, yeah, I'm a nerd, I know. But it's a lot of reading material and it's in English, so... as long as you promise not to rip, bend, or otherwise ruin them, anyone is more than welcome to borrow anything you want. [Seriously. Don't ruin them. You'll make him cry.] I highly recommend Science Dog.

[Goes to turn off the feed, but then stops when he thinks to add:] Oh, and thanks again, Barry. I owe you.

[Turns the feed off for real this time.]

backwordscompatible

[The voice that comes over the screen...and, yes, voice is all the majority of the Network is going to get...is neutral. Eerily so. No emotion whatsoever. No sadness. No anger. Not even a quiver. She'd made sure all of that was out of her system before daring to turn on the console.]

Dick's gone. I caught the locals trying to clean out his room earlier.

[...which explains a few random kedan people might run into looking oddly dazed and confused. Like they had ended up on the wrong side of one of her hexes.]

Managed to salvage just about everything.

You know...just in case any of his friends here were wondering. Or wanted something of his.

aread

[Well this sure is a video post. It opens on Kidd, who's looking rather casually bored, dressed up in all the stolen finery one might expect of a pirate. His accent is vaguely British-y, and his tone is casually bored.]

I've heard tell this turtle of ours stops off at locations along the course of its journey. And these shores— would anyone say they at all resemble the Caribbean? Nassau, perhaps?

[He assumes otherwise, but it never hurts to ferret out little bits of information. If nothing else, mention of Nassau might weed out any who know the region and what it stands for. Stood for. He cocks his head to one side, there's maybe a hint of something predatory to his expression.]

I find it curious, aye, to be plain, that we can be so long at sea without fear of outside attack. Pirates, and the like. This place is grand enough, but hardly impregnable. Has anyone considered proper fortifications for it t'all? A blockade, perhaps, or cannons? Or something a sight more modern, I understand there's all manner of things not common to my era.

Thanks be to you, listeners.

[A casual salute, and cut feed.]

softlycall

[ The woman seated in the centre of the video feed is pensive, worry in the lines of her mouth and the tension of her brow, but when she's sure the feed is working, those lines make a small shift until she's smiling - lopsidedly, sure, but genuine - into the camera. If this device does what they've told her, she'll have no complaints. ]

A good day to ye, friends. [ Whoever she's addressing. The uncertainty has her lifting her chin in unconscious bravado. ] I'm not a face any of ye'll be knowing, but if all's true we're to be allies all the same. The name's Anne Bonny, and I'd surely be obliged to any of ye with an idea of what to do for money in this fine city I'm to live in. I'm not in the mind to be stepping on toes, but it sounds like there isn't much call for a woman looking for shipwork round these parts, and war's no steady employment.

[ She pauses, then seems to come to some decision with a grimace. She'd abandoned barwork, and gladly, for ~~piracy~~ more exciting opportunities, but that's a world away. She adds, ] Something to the tune of serving drinks would be grand, for a time.

chittybang

[This is Asami. This is Asami wrapped up like an enchilada in a thick, dark red blanket while she faces the screen. It's her first time with a recording like this—the technology is beyond even the movers Varrick produced—so she proceeds self-consciously.

That isn't to say she wasn't eager to try it out. The tape on the side of her console is indication of that, but it's out of sight of the viewer.]

Well, here I am. I've had some time to think about what I wanted to say, but to be honest I don't even know where to begin.

But we're all comrades here, right? So my name's Asami, and I'm a... [businesswoman? What kind of sales approach is that? She straightens her back.] I'm the chief executive officer of my family's company at home in Republic City. We're known for our automobiles and weaponry, and I have experience with each of our products. Not that I see myself getting comfortable here, but if I can make myself useful in a company running somewhere along those lines, then I think that would be a good place to start.

[She visibly deflates after the spiel, mustering a small smile.] So I guess I'll see you guys around! Go ahead and introduce yourselves if you have time. I think I could use some faces to call familiar.

grimreaping

[ At this late hour there is low, white lighting in the background, but the room is mostly dim. Kid's yellow eyes are slightly reflective in the video feed and he seems a bit weary, but maintaining his usual politeness. Like most of the foreigners to Keeliai, Kid received an invitation to the Midwinter Masquerade and had decided to take today to get things in order for it. ]

Did anyone else have trouble finding apparel for this upcoming masquerade? I found a very proficient seamstress who was quite helpful in designing an outfit around my suggestions but locating an acceptable mask was... extremely stressful!

Who mandated that they should all be decorated asymmetrically?? Every. Single. Sequin. Every stitch!

[ He's obviously agitated but stops and takes a deep breath. ]

But I finally found one that I can wear. Hopefully everyone else hasn't had the same troubles.

[ No Kid, no one else is going to obsess about it like you did... ]

imlikeabird

[For about 10 seconds, Hawke is in the shot. And then suddenly there's a big black nose. The dog sniffs the lens of the camera in earnest. And then he sneezes.]

Oh, well that's just nasty.

[he shoos the dog off and leans forward to wipe it clean.]

I see, you've all met my dog, Dr. Thunder. Please don't feed him. You'll never get rid of him.

bothbarrels

[ For the most part he is quietly accepting of the explanation he’s been given for where he’s ended up. It’s certainly not what he had expected any afterlife to be like, but he does remember Maine advancing on him, remembers his sister failing to cover him, remembers dropping and knowing, knowing that Maine had come to take Theta from him, before he’d awoken on the shore here. As he was carted to his new home he spent the time in thought. He could only hope Theta had felt that North had done everything he could to try to keep him safe from the menace that his former teammate had become, and how very sorry he was that he had failed.

His strength had slowly returned by the time he was conveyed to his new apartment, and he takes off his helmet and his gauntlets, removes his weapons, lays them all out in a neat row on the kitchen counter before heading to the console to fiddle around with it. He reads over a few messages to get a feel for the place before deciding to open up a signal. He might as well make his presence known, see what friends he can make. ]

Hey, there. Name's Andrew, though I suppose it's possible there's someone here who once knew me as North. Either way, if you're up for making any new contacts, I'd be interested.

plains_hunter

[Thomas takes a moment to click on his video feed, then goes about finishing his setup. He's managed to finally fashion himself a meager outfit, reminiscent of his previous suit.]

Hm...I guess it isn't bad, for something thrown together. The fabrics here are pretty nice.

[He finishes rolling up and packing a few supplies, then sets out an array of blades. Throwing knives, a large hunting knife, and a set of newly crafted cat claws. Light weapons he can keep right on his body.]

Well, this took some work to get. I certainly hope it's worth it.

[When he's satisfied, he finally comes up to the screen.]

Okay, I'm going to head out there. See what I can find. Anybody got important, last minute information?

amonfire

[ Well someone couldn't be assed to use one of the anonymous café consoles. ]

Princess Yue hasn't been seen for several days, and while doubtless that she had garnered enough affection from the other foreigners that you would likely seek her out. I believe our princess is in another world.

May those who choose to remain so content with our situation be so until you or someone you know vanishes.

nogutsnoglory

I'd ask if this was some kind of weird dream, but, kinda doubt that since my dreams don't get this fuckin' elaborate. Alongside the fact it isn't the first time I woke up some place different after dyin'. Is this gonna be a fuckin' trend in my life or what? What next, a land made of ice cream or some shit?

But, yeah, [He rubs the back of his neck thoughtfully. His expression serious before he summons a smile.] kinda not the point of this post, I'm wondering if anyone can give me an actual fuckin' rundown on this place? I got some shit from those- weird guys who picked me up, but, I dunno what to believe and what not to believe.

Far as I know now, havin' runnin' water is fuckin' fantastic, holy shit. Electricity- I didn't know how much I missed this shit until I woke up here. [He laughs easily at the thought.]

I'm Eddie by the way, s'nice to meet whoever replies to this weird fuckin' thing.

grimreaping

[ Kid hasn't said much since the kedan brought him back to the city and showed him his suite in the Metal sector. But now that he's feeling more like his usual self and the heaviness is gone from his limbs and his soul perception no longer feels like a muddy haze, he activates the console in his suite with minimal trouble. Thus the feed will show a young man in a smartly dressed black suit with white accents, unusually bright gold ringed eyes, and three stark white stripes encircling the left side of his hair, ending mid-bang as sharply as if they'd been snipped clean off. His voice is measured and polite, but carries an undertone of authority. ]

May I inquire as to where the nearest full-length mirror would be located? It's urgent that I contact Death City as soon as possible.

ancillary

You're all no doubt well aware of the escalating dangers surrounding our recent drop land side. Now I'd to make good on my earlier promise to provide those either staying here or going ashore with an up to date list of others foreigners available as sort of an ad-hoc team of EMTs.

You'll notice that your phones, generously provided by Stark Industries, have been updated with a comprehensive list of volunteers, their contact numbers, and a brief summation of the skills they can provide. The list is in text format, but I've added a voice-activated search feature as well as an audio playback for those who don't read in English.

[ open.text ]

FIRST AID

( Read more... )

EMERGENCY-OFFENSIVE STRATEGY

( Read more... )

Happy landing.

Tu Shanshu

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