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[Yeah, Finnick has completely lost the will to even do a video post at this point. His voice sounds a bit hollow as he speaks. He doesn't do well with being alone, honestly.]

If you knew her, the girl on fire - Katniss Everdeen - is gone. I doubt she's off on some other part of the turtle.

[He goes quiet for awhile before sighing.] I'll probably take a trip outside of the city, just in case. [Maybe she's there. But if she's not, at least he can mope without people hovering over him.]

Korra, Traci, I'll probably be gone for a few days, so just take your catches to the market or find Jack.

fotia

[HELLO, TURTLEITES. There is a lanky boy with a streak of oil on one cheek grinning dumbly at all of you.]

Hello, citizens of the turtle! Salutations and stuff, or whatever! [And he gives a stupid, dorky salute, his voice mockingly imitating the tone of someone giving a formal address to the adoring masses.] It has come to my attention that people have been concerned about my well-being during my hamster state, and I would like to assure everyone that I am completely fine.

[And he drops the formal tone as he waves a hand dismissively in the air.] But really, I've been in worse situations, and some jerks do a lot more than turn other guys into hamsters. [Like burn their moms accidentally. But if the issue about people labeling someone else as dangerous because of their powers is getting to him, he's not showing it.] Besides, as much as I hate to admit it, it was an okay prank.

[A pause, before an impish grin forms on his face.] And it's not like I'm going down without a fight, Sadie. Because it is on. [The teasing tone on his voice says he's joking, though... probably.]

VIDEO; ENCRYPTED 100%; LOCKED TO JASON, PIPER, PERCY, SANTO, and FINNICK

Uh... [In what is a stark contrast to his cheery, carefree demeanor in his public post, he looks really awkward this time, with a hand rubbing the back of his head and his eyes cast to one side.]

So bros, [Yes Piper you are a bro too deal with it] hypothetical question: if a girl you kind of really like asks you out on a date, how do you... [And now both hands are making vague, circular gestures like he's trying to catch the words in the air.] you know. Go about it?

[His face is a bright shade of red, and he looks like he's about to panic, really.]

wintershepherd

[ Jack looks better than he has in months and the combination of his newly cooled 3-A treehouse and the wearable unit Jack kept under his hoodie for when he went out meant he was back to his usual good (ahem) spirits. He was busy during the Yard Sale and may have borrowed some of his "allowance" from his shares of SI to fund a few of the things, but he thinks they'll be well worth it. All gifts are delivered overnight with no excess fanfare, just his initials in the corner of each simple folded card. ]

So, someone should catch me up on what kind of summer holiday things should be happening around here. Not that they'll be nearly as good as winter activities, but I'm gonna be gracious and give them a chance.

[ private to Tony Stark (MCU) / basic encryption; ]

[ There's no evident trace of Jack's consternation from a few days ago in Jack's voice -- nor his expression, though he doubts the man has acquired the ability to see him yet. ]

So I wanted to apologize for the mix-up when you arrived and introduce myself properly. My name's Jack, it's nice to meet you. Don't worry about the whole not-seeing thing, that'll probably wear off, it's kind of part of the spirit thing. Also, please don't mind the bed that's in the Stark Building freezer if you go in there, kind of a long story. Anyway, it sounds like Pepper and Bruce have got you settled in, so maybe we'll run into each other at SI some time! Catch you later, Tony.

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((OOC: Since we have lots of new people, don't forget to check out Jack's permissions post for whether your character can see/hear him or whether they will view an empty feed/audio only/etc. ))

( Cut for gift list! )

candystriped

[ Stocking sounds positively wretched -- like the I just finished throwing up for the nineteenth time today kind of awful -- and declines to activate her video for this very reason. When all her precious sweets had made her sick, she'd tried to ]

How do you humans eat all this shitty food without getting sick all the time? Fucking christ, you should have all died out by now if this is what you have to live on!

[ There's a pause then, before she reluctantly speaks again. ]

So is there an actual plan for this whole mess, or is everyone just blowing smoke out their asses?

[ OOC: Linking for new peeps, Stocking has a permissions post re: her explicit language. Please use it if you want to avoid the worst parts! Also her non-Gainax'd appearance would look something like this, for character's reference if she does happen to use video. ]

coneofsilence

[ At first, there's just a hand waving side to side in front of the camera, the face that shows as it passes focused on the screen of the console below, like watching that the feed is running. For the moment, he's talking aloud to an assumed someone else in the room while he types at the console, eyes something critical and curious on the screen. ] Since when did the Chinese Culture Fest get such good funding? And move into Brooklyn...

This console is like the tech level my grandma used. [ He glances to the side, calling out to someone off-screen. ] Is this seriously what you guys work with on the other side, Lincoln? Really not getting how you all got one up on us.

[ Okay, clearing his throat and looking back, because he needs to do his job now, and he holds up a badge that looks like a weird version of an FBI badge to the camera. ] This is Captain Lincoln Lee of Fringe Division. [ So it may totally seem like he was just talking to himself a second ago when he asked ‘Lincoln’ a question. Spoilers: it’s actually kind of true :| If you pay attention close and squint hard enough you may spot someone completely identical to him passing by behind, with the exception of glasses and differing clothes. ]

I got the new universe spiel already, and while I have enough experience with that to handle it, you cannot pay me enough to buy into this being some mystical plane between life and death. [ This is Lincoln's ‘turtle pls’ face. ] Not that I’m saying I’m outside of believing in Something Greater, but that's pushing it.

So's the giant turtle thing.

[ Anyway, back to business. ]

Not sure how much this world is acquainted with breaching alternate universes, but if this universe has a Fringe Division, I need to speak with your Colonel ASAP. If not that, your Department of Defense. [ here’s hoping they’ve got Broyles here and not some other douchebag to get acquainted with. Not that Broyles is terrible easy to deal with, but at least it’d be more of a comfort. Lincoln pulls up what looks like a super-future iPad and begins looking over it - the screen not visible from the console’s camera angle, and his voice is distracted. ] I don’t know how we got crossed over but I do not have the time to be out of my world right now.

Also, I’m looking for another agent - Olivia Dunham. Caucasian, 5’8”, long red-brown hair with bangs. Weirdly magnetic smartass with a bad habit of doing exactly what you tell her not to. [ The last bit a little fondly, and which hurts a little more than he wants to let on. He hasn’t seen her and she hasn’t checked in and that is extremely out of the norm and he is not the least bit comfortable with it. ]

I’d appreciate a call if she turns up anywhere. [ Short sigh, and a wry tone ] Tell her her parents are waiting to collect her at the front desk.

[[ ooc; Scotty, OULincoln mun, just got slammed with work unexpectedly, so she'll be back in a bit, but she may threadjack in occasionally, so if you'd rather she not, just put a note in the header. Also, this post is made from the console in OULincoln's room. ]]

urbanmagic

[Magic being flooey? Not a problem. Okay, it is, but she figures it'll right itself sooner or later, preferably sooner. The problem was it was draining her fast, and when she can't control her own magic, well...]

I don't suppose anyone knows where I can find an army of rabbits? [Because her room? Is kind of having a carrot bonanza behind her. Probably enough to last her a long time if she ate nothing but the darned things. Not that she can normally conjure then, but side-effects were a pain if they happened without her consent. At least it's stopped now, and she's thinking trying anything else that's magical is a big n o until this resolves itself.]

Alternatively, anyone needs more vitamin orange in their diet? I mean, I'm all for a healthy living, but I rather like being more flesh than yellow. I can trade them for whatever, it's cool. [And yes, she will be nibbling one of those carrots as if this was normal.] I bet they'd go well in your dinner plans.

I'll figure out how to transport it later.

franchisepirate

[A blond, pony-tailed man with discerning blue eyes peers into the camera, pausing momentarily as though he expected something significant to happen. And then he raises his eyebrows and quirks one side of his mouth in a facial shrug, apparently deciding to move on despite the lack of it.]

I suppose this is more efficient than quill and ink, but it lacks a certain panache, wouldn't you say? [Being that Westley's not quite certain who he's addressing, best to presume there's someone or another there.]

So, here we are. Not that I can particularly identify who "we" are other than myself, nor am I especially well-versed in where "here" is, but thus the point of my inquiry. [A small, thin smile at his humor, which somehow manages to come off as less self-congratulatory and more charming.] Perhaps someone might be so kind as to share whatever they feel is relevant to a relative newcomer.

Oh, and I nearly forgot.

[He didn't, but best to come off casual about this specific area.]

If anyone can point me toward a blacksmith, that would be quite helpful.

dustonmyfeet

[The girl on the screen is tiny, likely barely more than 12. Her arms are folded across her chest, and her eyes, pale, seem to glare at the screen.]

[. . . Kind of. There’s also something a little off about that glare. It doesn’t quite seem to focus like a glare should.]

Okay, so whose bright idea was it to put dirt on some of the turtle shell, but not all of it? If you’re going to put dirt on a turtle in the first place, you should at least not be stupid about it and finish it off.

Also, what kind of turtle are we talking about here? Is this a turtle-duck, or a lion-turtle, or what? I tried to ask one of those kedan guys, but they wouldn’t tell me.

[A small smirk, highly self-satisfied.]

Guess they were still sore.

[She shrugs.] Anyway, name’s Toph for anyone who cares. You’ll learn it soon enough.

insecrets

[The feed turns on to show a shirtless Finnick, hair still damp from an earlier shower. He smiles brightly, leaning back in his chair. Gratuitous chest? You betcha. There's a pause as he pops something that looks like a sugar cube into his mouth.] With more people arriving, I'm sure the strain on food resources is going to become harder for some of us. But the ocean, that's still plentiful and unharmed by Tu Vishan's illness.

For you new people, or even those who have been here a while, I'm Finnick Odair. I have a small fishing business set up. [A pause as he smiles.] Basically what I'm offering here are a couple of job opportunities. I should be able to handle a few employees, if you'd like to earn a little money and food on the side. If you like fishing, or if you'd like to learn, here's your opportunity. [He winks.] Wasting it would be a shame.

dungfu

[Cue a whine when the feed comes on. Yep, it's a big white dog and... well. What's a dog doing, having access to the console?

There's a smear of black ink in the corner, because they said you could make words with it but why aren't the words coming out of the ink. This is stupid, and the expression on the dog's face accentuates that. It is in fact very expressive for... well, a dog. It actually scrunches up its face in annoyance.

In comes a round of plain barking at the thing, but obviously it doesn't work.

Possibly defeated by the really awkward technology, the dog sits back (are those flowers growing around its paws or are you just going crazy?) for a while, staring at its console, before getting up and disappearing off camera.

The flowers are still there.

There's a lot of sounds of rummaging, before a loud, offended animal shriek rings through the room.]

TOO LITTLE FOOD! This cannot be a residence with too little food!

refusing

[She's been here quite a few hours now, and has had time to laugh off just about everything she's been told, although she's not trying to mock or anything. She's just not entirely sold on any of this, and isn't sure what to make out of it. So it's time to just roll with the punches and take things one hour at a time, to meet new people and maybe get in a few laughs.

Currently, she's writing down a list of things that she eventually turns and holds out to be seen. There's only a few words written down, and one is lightly crossed out

Slitheen

Dalek

~~Satan~~

She says both of the non-marked through words as she points to them, and then glances back at her audience with eyebrows arched.]

Anyone here heard of 'em before?

[Yeah, they're all on her list of potential beings that could have gotten her off course, but really she's just hoping to find someone out there that has a common thread they can talk about. She isn't sure that any of the natives know what she's talking about though, and who knows about the rest of them. The list is set aside carefully, and she spends a moment staring over at it. She sighs then, and leans in. She's much more serious now, and looks entirely lost.]

Sorry. Don't really have a knack for using these things yet. Thing is, I'm looking for someone, thought that maybe he might be here? Goes by the Doctor, always going on 'bout things nobody understands? But I do, most of the time anyway, and -

[Nope, keep those emotions in Rose. Keep 'em in. A hand goes up to her mouth, her fingers curling up against her lips as she becomes increasingly more worked up over all this. Everything's hitting her all at once.]

I've gotta find him, if he's here. He's hopeless when he's out there all on his own.

cmdreffingshepard

[When the feed comes on, Shepard looks thoughtful. The - festival, whatever, that had been a nice break, but frankly, she's still trying to digest everything she learned from the Emperor. The Reapers. War. Death. Everything she's been trying to prevent for the past few years, but also - love, and success.

It's a lot to take in, so it stands to reason she's been withdrawn, even in the face of the happy situation of the past few days.]

I know a lot of people here died back home. So did I.

[Get right to the point, will you? Even if it's a pretty morbid one.]

It was tough to accept. But what was even tougher, at the time, was accepting being back. Accepting that someone thought I was important enough to bring me back, when others - well. What made me so special, I asked. I've been living on borrowed time for a while now, but I dealt with it, because I had a purpose.

I think that purpose might be gone, now. How should I deal with that?

mycompromise

[The feed starts, focusing on a sparsely decorated apartment in the Wood Sector and a young man sitting at his console. He's a big guy, barely fits in the chair provided for him and to say he looks uncomfortable would be an understatement. Public addresses aren't his thing - Connor isn't known for flowery speeches, much less talking when it isn't necessary - but this has to be said, preferably to as many who are willing to hear it as possible.]

A warning to newcomers; food is in abundance now but it was not so only a short while ago. The Emperor may have opened her stock but this is likely only a temporary arrangement. [He'll just leave off that this seems more like a way to appease the masses and keep the kedan from escalating further than an act of charity and get to the point:] You would do well to stock your supplies and prepare.

A list of wild plants that are edible to humans is being compiled, with descriptions and drawings to come. My intent is to distribute this freely among ourselves and the kedan, in hopes that it may hold off hunger should the situation worsen. [It's a temporary fix at best and he knows it, but at this point anything must be better than nothing.]

[An awkward pause now that he's come to the conclusion of his post.] Thank you for your time.

[TURN IT OFF TURN IT OFF.]

brokenweapon

[If anyone who's met Jason before were to see him now on the feed, they almost wouldn't recognize him. He's actually almost smiling, and the grim efficiency that usually characterizes his interactions with people has mostly lifted. It's very nearly eerie. But the good weather and subsequent good mental vibes are affecting him too, even if the weather does remind him of happier times. The associated anguish of those memories is dulled.]

For the record, I could get used to this sea change.

wintershepherd

[ Jack absconds video this time, knowing that the physical symptoms of bruising and gauntness have only progressed, cursing his luck that it seems determined to stay in visible places and afraid that some people will be able to recognize it for what it is. Text is also out, his hands too knobbed and swollen to consider the console's keys even if he had the patience for it, the tips of his fingers developing faint rings of black. ]

I'm going to be a little scarce for the next few days, around town and for messages. I'm taking a few days off for some R&R! Something like that, anyway.

Doctor Natu, I'm sorry but I won't be able to bring you this week's delivery for the clinic. I should be able to do next week though?

[ private to Pepper & Tony ]
Hey... can I come over for a few days? I promise I won't take up much room. I, uh... kind of need to borrow your freezer.

[ private to Zatanna ]
Thank you for the blanket and the company, and for listening. Sorry if things are going to be weird -- weirder? -- now. But flamethrower? That's just cold.

[ private to Bunnymund ]
You can manage a few days without me, right Cottontail?

[ Jack's tone is teasing, but he's worried about the pooka and feeling guilty that he hasn't told Bunny exactly all of what's going on. ]

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[OOC: Based on the aftermath of being called on his current state and his revealing conversation with Zatanna, Jack will be off-network from Mon-Wed of this week to chill out (literally) by comandeering the walk-in freezer at the Stark Building in the Fire Sector. ]

virginprice

[The acute observer may notice two things different about Alcuin. The first is that there's a faint pattern of lines on his forehead that seem to form some kind of mark. The second is the bruise on his temple- the edges are fading to yellow and green, but it's still dark purple at the heart, though somewhat hidden under his hair.

But he doesn't seem to be minding either of them, instead looking pleased as he holds a small book in his hands.]

Some of the fruits of our docking at that city were sweeter than others.

[That's a joke. Definitely a joke. He hasn't been in evidence much, besides going to work everyday. Landfall was rough.]

A friend of mine was kind enough to gift me one of his discoveries- a book of poems written by my lover, Anafiel Delaunay. I cannot guess how it came to be there, but I am so glad that it was.

[He runs his fingers over the cover fondly.]

You see, back at home these poems were banned. It was unlawful to speak them aloud, or even to own a copy- not through any fault of the poetry, there were politics involved. But I would like to read you one of them, one of my favourites. It will be the first time that it has been spoken in public in many years.

( Cut for length and vague sexual content. )

[He closes the book, smiling softly- caught in a reminiscence of Delaunay. After a moment, he remembers the camera and turns it off.]

knowsherway

[Ah, success! Eponine has succeeded in getting the console to work, which she considers quite a lofty feat since devices like this are not exactly common where she is from. But in any case, it is on, and that is what counts.

She is seated and looking quite comfortable in her room. Yes, she feels comfortable, but a little bored at the same time. She has been passing the time by wandering about the city, but surely people here do more than that to pass the time.

And that is the reason why she has turned on the console: to learn from others what sort of things they get up to for enjoyment and amusement.]

Ah, hello! Now that I have succeeded in turning this object on, I have something I would like to ask you. [This does feel slightly awkward, speaking to people she has not yet met, but she presses on resolutely anyway.]

Because it seems as though we are going to be here for quite some time, I have begun to wonder about some things. How do you pass the time? I find myself growing rather bored, although I have spent some time walking through the city. But I cannot do that forever, or I do not think I want to do that forever.

Come! You must have some favorite thing that amuses you! I would like to hear it, if you are agreeable.

everylittlegirl

[A young girl appears on screen, tiny but very noticeable with a bright red jacket hanging from her shoulders and stretching out to her wrists.]

Wow. This is.. I've never really been on my own before. This is all pretty new to me.

[Hayley lifts her thumb to scratch idly along her brow, as if giving a thumbs up to the viewer in an awkward way.]

Does anyone have any information or advice? Maybe why I'm here? I get that I was brought here for a reason, but they won't tell me what it is other than something about some emperor and so that doesn't really answer my question, you know?

Anyway.. Any advice would be mucho appreciated. Especially if someone could, like, teach me how to cook or tell me where to find some other clothes? I mean, I like the ones I'm wearing and I'm a total teenager when it comes to doing laundry, but.. It seems kind of gross to wear the same thing for more than a day or two.

[She drops her head to the side, thinking.]

Uh, I guess that's all. So.. Thanks, if you can help. Or, you know, just for listening.

[She gives a half-smile, and then reaches forward to end the post.]

afirewithfashion

[Cinna doesn’t post to the network immediately after arriving. He listens carefully to what the Kedan tell him on their journey back to his new home. He observes his sector carefully. He knows what rationing looks like. He sees the anger in the Kedan population.

How much of this is real? How much is just another illusion? It lasts longer than anything brought on by the tracker jacker venom they used to torture him, and locked in the dungeons of the Capitol, he lost any ability to tell reality from hallucination. The venom played off his memories, the worst moments of his life. His fears for the future. This place, though, this is unlike anywhere he's ever been. So there's that.

Finally, he can’t hide anymore, and he can’t wait it out. So he sits before the console and switches it to video. Although he’s anything but calm, being brought here, being tortured and murdered by Snow’s goons, he doesn’t let it show. His face is perfectly calm and pleasant. His voice is even and soothing.]

Sorry to interrupt, I won’t waste anyone’s time. I got here a few days ago, and I need a job. I work in fashion back home -- mostly costume design, but I can do hair or makeup, too, if anyone has an opening. I asked at the Kedan-owned shops, but I gather they aren’t hiring at the moment.

[Or at least not hiring foreigners. Judging by his tone, it’s clear he understands why he was turned away. It's hard to be violent against someone so even, but he knows he was lucky. He's not going to complain. He just moves on to his next option.

Finding work. It’s a nice, safe topic, not like what happened to him or why he’s here. He’ll stay with that, and keep his other thoughts to himself.

So really, it’s just another day. One beyond the days he thought he had left, but he might as well make the best of it.]

Thanks.

littlecousin

[Hey folks, it's Nita! She's back and seems a little the worse for wear--her hair and skin are looking dry, and she's not nearly as bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as usual.]

Uh, hi everyone. I'm out of jail. [Obviously. And she's displaying no awareness that leading with that might give new people the wrong impression.] I'm fine. Evandau just wanted someone to harass about the cloning facility. [She's checked the network and seen that Percy went public with that.]

I might be butting in here [and she clearly doesn't care] but has anyone taken any technological steps to remediate the ecological damage? [Nita does not usually break out words like "remediate."] I ran some numbers on carrying capacity, and it's not pretty. [She holds up a sheet of paper covered with equations in her handwriting and a truly terrible overhead drawing of the turtle labeled with various scribbled notes and arrows.] I want someone to check my math, though. Mister Stark? Or somebody. I made a lot of assumptions and I probably missed something.

[Accompanying the video transmission is a text file in English that has her math transcribed. It's a back-of-the-envelope solution based on a lot of conservative assumptions and oversimplified in places, but all the calculations are right, and Nita clearly knows a lot about ecology and the math behind specific problems like soil erosion and agricultural output. The file does not, sadly, include ASCII art of her turtle diagram.

Nita's conclusion is that Keeliai is in trouble unless Something Is Done.]

Anyway, I'd be interested in talking to the engineering and science types about this, 'cause I think we can at least buy some time even if we can't fix the underlying problem.

( encrypted 30% to Arthur, Mera, Kaldur, Percy, Septimus, Amon, Tarrlok, and Finnick )

( encrypted 30% to Kon )

[OOC: Anyone capable of hacking the default encryption, go ahead! Nita just hits the button labeled ~~"Batman please read this"~~"private" and calls it good.]

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