tushanshu | Entries tagged with † billy kaplan

[Willow looks tired, faintly strung out, and somewhat tense. She's clearly a little on edge and trying to redirect the energy somewhere else.]

Whoo, okay, I think I am liable to go actually crazy if I don't do something that's not meditating sometime soon. There is only so much communing with the turtle energy a girl can do before crazy happens, and crazy on me is a bad, bad look. There's a whole Darth Rosenberg deal I'm trying to avoid.

Does anyone want to do something? Previous conversation not required to apply! I'll do anything, just provide reasonably friendly social interaction and I'm there.

Oh, and, I'm still available to do spells and stuff for people if anyone wants to hire me. I might not be able to get to it for a while because I have a... a major project I have to finish up first, but I do have some things in stock if anyone wants something? Um. Let me know.

Even if I feel like I'm gonna reach magic overload sometime soon. Never thought I'd say that.

( Private to Loki. )

( Private to Tony Stark (MCU). )

bindsthedead

[Sabriel is carefully composed as she starts. She's wearing her bell bandolier over a deep blue sweater, and a robed, translucent figure-her Sending- can be seen in the background, sweeping the floor behind her.]

I know that the recent landfall has been very pleasant, despite the cold, but there are a few things I wanted to ask the network. [And Sabriel pulls out a sheet of paper, along with a metal bell, and sets them in front of her. The paper is covered with marks- a careful copy of the strange markings in the snow she found around the metal.]

Has anyone else discovered strange pieces of metal outside of Keeliai? It was in a sort of... snow circle- I made a copy of the symbols, and they look like what I saw in Sinbrilee.

And I also wanted to make an offer. I have a Paperwing- a flying device that can carry one other passenger. If anyone wants to fly to one of the cities in Bresylik, I'd be happy to take them for a small fee.

Finally, I want to ask if anyone else here is a necromancer, or has some training in the art? [Because she hasn't asked it in a while, and she wants to know if there's anyone else who could communicate with the dead- or bend them to their will.]

[Locked to ASS members]

I know Iorveth is no longer here, but I wanted to tell all of you that I may have another source of information- though I don't know how reliable it is.

When the Enemy was making Asti sick, I was part of a team sent out to investigate reports of ghosts attacking people in an old graveyard. Something- if might have been the enemy, began to appear there while we were investigating, but the ghosts drove it off. It turned out to have nothing to do with Asti's illness, and since I didn't have my magic I couldn't do much about the ghosts, but recently I went back to speak with them. [Without realizing it, Sabriel's fingers twitch toward the Dyrim bell in her bandolier.]

I don't entirely trust them, [Mostly because they're Dead.] and I think what they know is rather out of date even if they are being honest, but what I do know is that they aren't kedan, they were all soldiers, and they died fighting the Enemy.

tony_redgrave

[The feed clicks on to a new face, a severely annoyed and unimpressed face. The broadcast is from one of the cafe booths, because this guy just cannot sit still for long, even when he feels a lot like death warmed over. He leans over to peer unnecessarily close to the monitor, before slumping back in the booth with an irritated 'hnph!'.]

So, it does work. Well isn't that nice. I'm sure anyone watching this thing has done this little tango before so I'll cut out the pleasantries. First order of business, what's a guy gotta do to get a pizza around here? And second, great story about your little problem and all, but is there any way we can skip climbing the evil tower and go straight to the main event?

I'm late for a party back home, you see, and I'd really hate to miss out on the festivities. It's a pretty big gig, I'm sure you understand.

[This one has only the most pleasant social skills.]

soulstoker

[When the feed comes on, Leia spends more time fiddling with it than actually saying anything--adjusting the camera angle, inspecting the device, etc. She wants to make sure she's doing this right! This kind of technology is beyond what she's used to. When she's finally satisfied with it, she gives a bright smile.]

Right, sorry about that. [She clears her throat.] So, hi there! My name's Leia, and I'm pretty new here. I can't say that being dragged into some kind of war is my idea of going some place new, but it is what it is, right? Not like I was busy with my own important matters or anything...

[Despite her attempt to remain positive, she kind of tapers off at the end. Being told you're supposed to fight in a war is a big deal!! Even so, she won't let that get her turn down, and after a moment comes back in full force.] Still! From what I can tell, it doesn't seem like we're always in some kind of trouble here. I know it's kind of a silly question to ask, but what do you guys do here in the meantime? I'm up for hearing about anything honestly. As neat as it is living in a tree house, I figure I should find something to do here when I'm not fighting in some kind of war apparently.

... and that's just about it I guess! Thanks for listening, and here's looking forward to any replies.

spideyfanone

[It's hard to be sure of the camera's angle, but it's definitely propped up somehow, with the speaker hanging upside-down from the ceiling, because why not. Scrawny, scruffy, in his early teens, and some kind of fuzzy, blue elf-demon. When he speaks, it's with a clipped Brooklyn accent.]

So... the turtle is new and different. I've done space whales, but not reality-turtles.

Anyway. Longshot, but any of my team here? Lookin' for a General James Howlett especially, or Miz Alison Blaire? ...Hercules? ...Emmaline Frost-Summers? I mean, she doesn't even like me and I think she's a goddess now, but worth a shot.

Guessing not, though, so does anybody need somethin' fixed? Because I hate being bored, and unless somebody's got a mission that needs doing, I'mma be a huge pain in the butt.

backinakidflash

[The feed picks up as a crate of comics book is slammed down on the desk by one Bart Allen, who is grinning like the Cheshire Cat. It's like Christmas. It's better than Christmas. It's better than every holiday rolled into one, and Bart can barely keep in frame, because he cannot stand still with this much excitement. Whether he's bouncing on his heels or buzzing with energy is unclear, but, if anyone had ever wondered what would happen if you gave a speedster espresso, he's doing a pretty good imitation.]

Guysguys you are not going to believe what they had at one of the auctions. BillyKonBarry! You guys have to come over and see these.

[Bart reaches into the crate and pulls out a comic book. It looks like it's from the 1960s or earlier, and those who would recognize it can clearly see that this book is a Flash comic, featuring Jay Garrick as the Flash.]

This is awesome! There's got to be hundreds of these and I've never read any of them and SOMEONE has to come lock them up somewhere I can't get at them and only give me one a day. 2 a day. OK. Three a day, but I don't wanna burn through them all because some of them aren't in the best shape and if I read them all now what am I gonna do tomorrow??

( OOC Note )

hulkintraining

[It took Teddy a couple of hours to get his footing after the kedan dropped him off in the city. He had been experiencing information overload, not to mention feeling completely exhausted. That's why the first thing he did when he found his apartment was locate the bed and pass out. But he hadn't expected to sleep until the next day.

When he appears on the console screen his hair will be messy and sticking up at different angles like he just rolled out of bed. Which...he did. He smiles at whoever is watching and clears his throat.]

Ah, good morning. I'm Teddy Altman, and I arrived yesterday. I've gotten the big explanation about this place already, but I have a couple of questions for the rest of you.

First, does anyone know where I can find a really good cheeseburger? Do they have those here? I haven't done much exploring of the city yet, so feel free to recommend places for me to check out. Even if they don't have burgers. I'm willing to compromise.

I'm also wondering about this whole employment thing. What sort of jobs are available? Is anyone looking to hire a teenager without much skill? [Being a superhero is the only "job" he's ever had. But he's not sure how well it would go down if he mentioned that.]

[Once he's done asking his questions he goes silent for a moment or two. His grin slips away and his expression changes to one of complete seriousness.]

For my last question...I'm wondering if anyone has seen blonde woman, in her early thirties. She's wearing a matching blue outfit, shirt, skirt, and jacket. She...may refer to herself as Mrs. Altman. [The words taste like poison on his tongue. He doesn't want to believe she's here, but why wouldn't she be? She's powerful enough. Even worst he's probably giving himself away if she is here, but he can't just remain silent.] Anyways...if you see her, stay away from her. She's dangerous.

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

trainwrecked

[ Bucky's pale, and his mouth is set, but his voice is steady, if low. ]

For those to whom it would matter, it seems Agent Natasha Romanoff, as well as Rebecca Barnes, more commonly known as Rikki, and Thomas Shepherd have--

They are gone.

I'm sorry for the bad news, to those who will miss them.

Current Mood: broken

bereavements

[ When the feed comes on, Isaac is giving as close a smile as he can. He's not a grinning guy, so it's somewhere between a smirk and a genuine smile. He's also back in his own body. It's a good week. ]

Question. Is anyone sick of having to be in one place to check messages and send them? I don't know about you guys, but I miss phones. And texting. Texting made everything so easy. [ Not to mention, it kept people safe. Instantaneous danger alert, natch. ] Anybody able to come up with some sort of phone prototype? I'd ask if magic can convert a phone or something - cause there's magic here - but, mine is still in the cradle of the car I was driving. So, I want the next best thing. I'd even say some sort of weird telepathy thing could be cool but nobody should be inside my mind. And I don't care what you're all thinking.

[ Also, gross, being inside someone's mind. Switching gears. ]

Also. I feel like my circle of social interaction is limited. No offense to people from Beacon Hills, but I'm used to the small town high school atmosphere. Even being infamous was better than this. So, I'm looking for some friends. I have one really, [ A beat as he considers this ] really good friend. [ Because, what is he going to define right now? ] And I think I had a friend who I pissed off and then there's Erica but there should be more, right? That's what being a teenager is about? Friends and stuff? Since I can't go to school, I want the school experience.

Also, sports. I play lacrosse - if anybody knows what I'm talking about. And thanks to gym class, I've played everything from badminton (no) to basketball (sure, I'm tall) - anybody into organizing something? I even ran cross-country. So, finding some guys to run with. Could be cool.

[ He has all this excess energy, sue him. ]

Also - parties. Specifically, raves? Clubs? Anything like that here?

[ 30% hackable - Stiles Stilinski

We should talk. Catch up. I uh - I got something for you last week.

[ 30% hackable - Scott McCall

I know I called you a friend. You're like my best friend. I also know we've crossed into, you know, more territory. I just - don't know what you thought about me being full disclosure. I can get back on the network and shout it to the rooftops. I've just never been that guy. Or, had the chance to be. Anyway, uh, yeah. [ He blushes and looks away. ] Yeah.

[ 30% hackable - Erica Reyes

We're overdue for catch up. And I need to tell you something.

[ end hacks

[ And then, he turns the camera back onto the public feed. ]

I know why we were brought here and the name we can't say and all but, am I the only person who thinks this place doesn't suck? Discuss.

violetsedanchair

Greetings, everyone! This is Doctor Walter Bishop speaking. [He is looking directly at the camera and standing in front of a blank green chalkboard. As he gestures at the viewer, white powder can be seen on his hands and arms.]

I have been here for several weeks, and I have noticed that there are no pigs on this island. At least I have not observed any indicators of them: there are none around, and typical pork products, like bacon, are not available for consumption.

This is an issue that must be rectified! [He clears his throat. We are entering the spiel!] I have come up with three main avenues of research. [He backs up a little from the camera and reaches for the top of the chalkboard. He deftly flips it around revealing white text under the headline OPERATION "BRINGING HOME THE BACON".]

First! [He points: 1) ACQUIRING PIGS] We figure out a way to find some pigs of our own. It is possible there are pigs in this dimension, but we simply have not discovered them yet. A thorough exploration program should be pursued if one is not underway yet. Or, we reach into another dimension [A pig dimension? That's what Belly would call police stations back in the seventies...] and bring a breeding population back here with us. The technological implications there are exciting, but the hurdles severe. And as delicious as bacon is, having the ability to jaunt across dimensions would have better uses than importing pigs.

There are also ethical and legal implications in interdimensional pig rustling.

Second! [2) AN ACCEPTABLE SUBSTITUTE] This one is more likely to succeed, but less likely to be satisfying. We develop a substance that is as close enough to actual bacon as is possible. Some kind of flavoured, lard-fortified tofu perhaps. I ask culinary experts to weigh in.

Third. [3) SYNTHETIC PIGS] We may be able to recreate the pig genome and incubate embryos using your typical splicing and in vitro techniques. This would be biotechnologically very demanding and we have very little to go on with the pig genome. It would require a great deal of trial and error. As far as I can tell there are no species in here that are even remote relatives of the Sus scrofa domesticus. Some of you may point out the similarities between the human genome and the pig genome! The differences are still too vast. It would be easier to create a pig out of a turtle than a human.

[There is a faded fourth line of text that has been scrubbed away, but which eagle-eyed viewers might be able to read: 4) THE LONG PIG OPTION).

There you have it! I hope for a very productive discussion. Any help or advice would be warmly welcome, and if there is enough interest, perhaps we can hold a symposium on the question in the near future!

[Walter reaches for the console and the feed terminates.]

watcheslanterns

[Rapunzel is seated neatly in front of her terminal. Her hands are wrung together in her lap. She smiles nervously and then waves.]

Hello everyone. I had a question, and this seemed the best way to get the answer, especially when more than one answer might be helpful.

[She takes a deep breath and pushes some hair out of her face.]

I've been here a while now and I've been thinking about getting a job. There have been people nice enough to help support me so far, but I can't just keep taking things from people. I've never had a job before, but I can do a lot of things. Cooking, painting, sewing and there's other things, too. I'm willing to work hard, of course! [She leans forward, looking anxious.]

I just don't know how to actually get a job. I was hoping some people might be able to tell me how to get one? I'd really appreciate any help!

shorttempered

[Mark can be seen sitting at one of the many internet cafes in the Earth sector. With Eve gone, he had to go back to these to post to the network as Mark, as his console belongs to "Invincible". ~~Gotta try to have that secret identity.~~ He smiles and gives a dorky little wave.]

So uh, if we were back on Earth it would be pretty close to Halloween, wouldn't it? Uh, those of you from Earth, I mean.... And Halloween is nothing without horror movies--especially zombie movies. As I don't think moves are an option here, I'm trying to get my horror fix somewhere else. Suggestions??

[And with that important message out of the way, he changes the filter.]

[Filtered to Bianca Reyes]

Hey, uh, Mis--Bianca, sorry. Do you might if I stop by later? I uh, have something for you.

everylittlegirl

[Hayley sighs a little, then sounds mostly disappointed. Those paying close attention can probably tell it masks a level of anger.]

Seriously? Is no one talking about the whole people getting murdered thing?

( Action for Superman; Encrypted messages to: Clark, Lois, Bruce Banner, Dick Grayson (comics), Jason Todd, Maxwell Lord, Chekov, and Loki - ETA: Jor-El, Bruce Wayne, Sabriel )

tactile_telekinesis

Lame.

[Kon's leaning forward and propping his head up with his hand, cheek a little smooshed, flicking something off the desk that can't be seen.]

I know it's been a few days since the whole magical mix up's been sorted but...it's mega lame when you wake up and you remember that you're not as strong as you grow up to be.

Been here for over a year and...well I haven't noticed my clothes getting too small or anything. Y'know, don't see any changes. Don't feel any changes either.

[He brings his other arm up, the one not holding his head up, and flexes.]

See that? That's like half the size they were last week.

[He lets out a sigh and sits up straighter before leaning back in his chair.]

Okay, there was actually a point to making this. Not that. Anyone got a job going? I'll do anything. I'm a great people person, I'm pretty strong yadda yadda, the usual self selling spiel people do when they need a job. Still got one but I need more to do before I become a total slob, only reason I haven't right now is there's no TV here. Small mercies, huh?

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!))

mrsarcastic003

[Anyone who saw Tim while he was a speedster will note that he's looking a lot calmer and more relaxed now than he was then. And he is--mostly. But there's a problem, and the problem is clearly visible behind him. And around him. In fact, he's practically neck deep in it.]

May I ask who decided that my apartment needed to be turned into a ball pit?

[He sounds perfectly calm and relaxed, and his face isn't much different. But he is notamused.

Whoever you are, he will have his revenge.]

bacondivination

[ The screen seems covered in a strange, shimmering green fire before an image within it appears to show a space on a rooftop. Loki, unsurprisingly, has found a way to cheat the restriction that terminals are stationary. He's magically broadcasting what he's doing before the camera so he has plenty of room to work, and everything is faintly distorted. ]

There, that's a good start. Attention witches, sorcerers, warlocks, and others of general magical ability. There are too many of us to be playing fast and loose with our craft.

[ With a gesture, everything focuses on a pentagram of a few feet in diameter. Ancient Norse runes ring around it, and they carry suggestions of protection and power for those that might have an idea about that kind of thing. ]

This is a basic inverted warding circle. Magics inside it have a Hel of a time getting out unless the lines are disturbed, so it's generally quite useless. If you're going to be doing something experimental, use it or something like it. Chalk out the lines, write the runes anti-clockwise, and play to your heart's content.

[ A pause, and he points to one particular marking. ]

Don't get that one backwards. It will turn the nearest equine creature inside out. I've seen it happen, and it's not pretty.

[ Then he claps his hands briskly, looking pleased with himself. ]

If you don't follow this basic magical etiquette, I will set you aflame in your bed while you sleep and won't care a whit as you burn. So let's all be polite to one another, get along just fine, and not be on fire.

[ Whoops, getting a little dark there. Loki smooths out his expression and shrugs. ]

If you've any questions, just ask a professional. I'll be about once I get elsewhere.

[ The fire vanishes, showing Loki's empty home until he pops up on camera briefly to end the video. ]

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.]

alpha_squad_leader

So we have some kind of crazy magic making all kinds of messed up stuff happen. Has anyone started gathering up a list of everyone that's been effected by whatever spell this is and what happened to them yet? It might be helpful in fixing this. Please tell me someone is working on fixing this too.

[35% Filtered to Billy Kaplan]

We really need to talk. Obviously.

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