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[Encrypted to castmates.]

[Erica doesn't bother with video or audio for this. She doesn't want to encourage conversation in which she has to actually speak and have people hear how she sounds when she does. It may be obvious that she's hiding behind text but considering circumstances, she doubts that anyone will blame her.]

I know what you were all hiding from me now.
I'm not mad. I get why you all did it.
But I know now so you can all breathe a sigh of relief or whatever.
If you have something to say, say it now, but I'm not interested in having any lengthy discussions after this.


[And hopefully they'll understand if she's a bit withdrawn for a while, because as much as her text says that she's not mad, it doesn't mean she's not emotional. It doesn't mean she's done coping with her now acutely uncomfortable sense of mortality.]
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[Eridan had been here for a few hours now, pretty unhappy with it all. He had places to be, flying dogs to form alliances with, you know. IMPORTANT STUFF. But it seemed that any of his complaints have been rightly ignored by the locals, so that was when he decided to turn his attention to his networking device. Clearly complaining on there will get something accomplished.]

by courtesy a the locals of this place ivve been wwell informed of wwhere i am or wwhat this place evven is
doesnt sound all too fuckin different from wwhere i came from but obvviously glaringly different at the same time and perhaps i owwe wwhoevver snatched me up from my owwn wworld
or rather lack there fuckin of
howwevver i cant turn a blind ganderbulb to the fact that its bloody inconvvenient in the same right
if i wwanted to be here i most certainly wwould havve come here a my owwn vvolition seein as i got matters a GRAVVE import to be dealin wwith
but i suppose that hardly fuckin matters
wwhatevver
also wwhat the fuck is wwith these devvices and not allowwin me to pick my most royal fuckin blood color
typin in this pitch shade is distractin and utter BULLSHIT
i guess the lot cant rob me of my quirk entirely but it aint the fuckin same
howw the hell am i supposed to alert the masses a my kick ass royal standin noww
i guess i could inform evvery sad siltlicker i come across but thats far more wwork than one a my caste deservves to be saddled wwith
i suggest this gets fixed stat or youll havve the wwrath a the prince a hope on you and i aint the troll to be triflin wwith
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[ The face that greets the network is handsome, if a bit scowly. Okay, a lot scowly. Really scowly, in fact, he seriously looks like he’d rather have an acid enema right about now. Derek is not pleased to be here, is not pleased with what he was told in the throne room, and is certainly not pleased that he was shunted off to housing that he couldn’t even choose for himself.

Even if the tree house is nice, and kinda nifty.

So, yes. A pissy looking but handsome face that a few denizens of the turtle will recognize instantly, along with the calm angry tone he’s so fond of using when he’s directing his anger at something he wants to hit but knows he can’t. ]
I’ve been told there might be people I know, here. Who is it, and where are you? [ He pauses for a second, and scowls even harder, like that’s even a thing that can be possible. He also crosses his arms. ] I’ve also been told I need to look for a job. My name is Derek.

[ He presses his lips together like he wants to say something else, too, but public speaking is not his forte. Besides, he’s already been assured it isn’t her fault, and if she’s here, she’ll show up. So he reaches forward and cuts the video off. ]
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[Allison sits down in her suite in the Fire Sector, opening up the video function. She smiles a little awkwardly.]

Hi. I've done the new girl thing a lot in my life but I'm pretty sure I've never done it to such extremes before.

[New to a city is one thing -- new to a world? That's a whole other.]

I'm Allison Argent. [Beat]

I have a question actually -- is it true what they say about time not moving the same back home? Because I'm kind of all my father has left and he's going to freak out if he notices me missing.

[To say the least. No one wants to see the Chris Argent version of Liam Neison in Taken.]

I'd ask why everyone seems to just be okay with the fact that we're living on a giant turtle but I'm guessing that's one of those things they don't really have answers for. Maybe a Stockholm Syndrome sort of situation? The longer you're hear the more you just accept the strangeness of the situation.

I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.

[There's another pause as Allison decides she doesn't have much else to say.]

I guess I have time to figure it out for myself, don't I?

[And with that, the feed cuts.]
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[The feed flicks on to reveal a young girl in her mid teens with her lips pursued in an expression that can only be described as annoyance.]

So first things first. Shopping. I’m not going to jump ahead of myself and ask for the nearest Michael Kors but if I’m going to fight in a war I need more than one jacket and skirt. But I really don’t do the whole Eastern Kimono thing. Not figure flattering at all.. Another thing I don't do? Work in retail. There has to be jobs in turtle land that aren't retail. Anyone need a math tutor? I do graduate level calculus.

[She sighs and purses her lips even further, despite that seeming humanly impossible.]

Now has anyone been able to get a clear answer on whether you’re “living, dead, or dreaming”? Because I was in the middle of learning some rather important things about myself and being dead would sort of put a damper on my personal journey of learning I’m a banshee or something like that. It takes a bit of time to adjust, this really can’t be good for my mental health. What an irresponsible emperor if you ask me. Which, she didn't, of course.

[She wraps a tube of lipstick against the base of the console for a few seconds as if considering if she wants to ask the next question.]

Finally, excuse the non sequitur, but does anyone here happen to know any teenage boys by the names of Scott, Stiles, or Isaac? They're all sort of tall and on the verge of flop-haired. I tend to follow on the heels of their trouble and if they're the reason I'm here, I need to have a word. Tell them Lydia is looking for them.

[With that she cuts the feed.]
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[ 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.
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[ 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. ]
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[Another unfamiliar face pops up on Keeliai's network, one that might look slightly familiar in that it's Erica Reyes. The hair may be all different, but apparently even as a guy she hasn't forgotten to apply eyeliner before hopping onto the console in her own suite.]

So hey, this is Erica, yet another person seeing what it's like on the other side of the gender spectrum. Have to say, I look pretty good as a guy though, so it's not a complete hardship.

[Giving the camera a cocksure grin, she leans an elbow on the console. She may not look quite like herself, especially with the lack of breasts that would have certainly shown with her open shirt, but she definitely hasn't lost any of her mannerisms.]

Anyone feel like going out and doing something? Have half the turtle to explore still and I could use something to eat.

[She is a teenage boy which apparently means that she eats like, three times as much as she normally does. And honestly, she's enjoying seeing what it's like on the flipside. She might even flirt with some girls or a guy or two, see how the experience differs.]
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Um, hello!

[Rapunzel smiles and waves.]

I'm not exactly sure what's going on here, but it seems like a lot of people are under a spell that's changed their size, age...other things like that [aka all the genderswaps.]. I just wanted to offer my help. If you don't have any clothes that fit I can sew something together really quickly, or alter what you already have.

If you need something like that, please let me know. I'd like to help out however I can!
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[It's Nita, leaning into the camera and grinning, pleased with herself.]

Kara and I are throwing a party at the shell edge, starting roughly now, and you're all invited. Unless you're going to be a huge jerk, in which case, stay home.

[Seriously, she will drown you herself.]

If getting to the edge is a problem for you, mass transit is being provided in style by the Green Lantern Corps. Look for the glowing green guy. Kyle! Say hi!

[Because that is clearly how the Guardians intended the rings to be used.]

I am handling food, drink, and pool toys, so basically just bring a towel and a good attitude.

[Nita pauses to consider whether she missed anything.

...Nope! She disconnects.]


[OOC: She'll be around long enough for short reply threads, but she's heading to the party soon and won't let any conversations drag on.

Party post is here.]
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[Have a bombshell-blonde teen werewolf, Keeliai. She's dressed in the same outfit she wore to a rave and leaning both elbows on the console as she stares straight into the camera.

While she doesn't start by naming Isaac, Scott, and Stiles specifically, it likely obvious to them that her first statement is aimed in their direction.]


Boys, I know you're busy with your baking or whatever you're up to [what's up with that by the way?] but I'm here now so why don't you come out, come out, wherever you are?

[Ending with a sing-song voice, she addresses anyone else who might be paying attention to her feed.]

To the rest of you, that's one hell of a song and dance they do for you back at the palace, isn't it? Too bad it's probably full of lies or something.

[Her smile fades as she makes a face and gives a deliberate, dramatic sigh.]

So, anyone want to help a girl out and give me the 101 on place? Because this network doesn't have Google or WikiLeaks.
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