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[She's had enough of not doing anything. Bored beyond recognition. She didn't realize how much extra time she would have on her hands when she was going out of her way to ignore certain people. But that was only going to last for so long before she's bored with little to do and even less she gives a care about trying to do.]

This sitting around and waiting for something to happen just isn't my style. Aren't we supposed to be going to war sometime?

[War does not sound bad right now at all if it means she'll be doing something instead of working a crappy job and punching gang members when they get out of line.]

What is the lamest, dumbest and least funny joke that you've ever heard? I'm sure there have to be some real jewels out there. The ones so stupid they're almost funny.

[It's this or looking for someone to fight. She wouldn't mind the latter, really, but the quality of people to punch has gone a lot in the last few months.]

[Private to Kaine]

I'm bored out of my mind and I think the gang members in my territory are hiding out from me now. Do something amusing.
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[The network gets an eyeful of weathered, gaunt and very green goblin features as the hooded creature straightens in his chair from fiddling about with the keys. There's half a toothy grin on his lined face; when he speaks his voice is like the bastard child of gravel and sandpaper.]

There we go, I'm a fuckin' natural at this. Anyway, hi, how are ya. I've had a few chats on this thing but for the benefit of the rest of you bums - and I mean that in a very caring way - the name's Styx.

First off, let's get it out of the way: yeah I'm a fuckin' goblin, yeah I fuckin' talk, yeah it's a fuckin' miracle. And if you don't have goblins in your homeland and don't know what I'm talking about, congratulations. I'll make sure someone delivers your medal.

More importantly, who's a guy gotta kill to find steady work around here? I'm not a fucking merchant's helper, you get me? But you need a scout, you need someone or something tracked down, someone's got your property and you need it fetched back quiet-like, that kind of shit, you're singin' my song. [Or, you know, spying and assassinations, that'll work too. But he'd be stupid to be too loud about that in front of too large a crowd.] Last job I took was guiding a guy through hostile territory, real nasty time but I fuckin' got him where he had to go. I don't play around.

Speaking of which, last thing. I doubt he's here or the wallpaper wouldn't be looking so pretty anymore, but I gotta mention it. Anybody runs into an orc named Arkaïl - bigger than me, greener than me, not half as charming though - you send that lunkhead my way. Guy's dogshit at diplomacy, I can't take my eyes off him for ten minutes. Orcs, am I right?

...unless he broke something or owes you money, in which case I've never met him.
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( diana is seated at one of the consoles in a café when the video feed begins. it seems she’s already gone a bit native—there’s a kedan-style cloak draped around her shoulders, apparently all she needs to keep warm. still, the glint of gold from her armor is perfectly visible, as is the tiara set amongst her dark curls. she’s making no pretense of who she is, should anyone be able to recognize her.

she lifts a hand in simple greeting, smiling. she’s perfectly calm, though anyone who knows her well can probably sense just a bit of tension in the set of her shoulders, the way her eyes are focused.
)

There’s many of you here that I know. And many more that I do not.

My name is Diana, and while I’m newly arrived I believe I’ve gotten most of the basics of the situation. It seems you’ve all been busy, recently.

( there’s nothing mocking about her words, and her smile is genuine and honest. she pauses, for a moment, as though to give her audience a breather. then, she continues— )

I’m sure there’s a lot to be done, and I’m willing to offer my assistance to anyone who should need it. But first, I would like to be better acquainted with all of you. If we’ve met before, I’m sure you’ll come and say hello. And if we haven’t, it’s never too soon for introductions.

( both before and after this broadcast and subsequent conversations, diana will be flying over the same café. in effect, she’s using herself as a beacon. feel free to run into her in person if you’d prefer. )
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[There is the sound of something crashing against a wall--mainly because Tea threw it--but it's off stage and nothing hints at what it might have been. She looks a bit annoyed--or maybe a lot annoyed--and glaring off screen for a moment.]

-you sit still, damn it, before I take an interest in taxidermy. [Then she finally turns her attention back to the screen.]

So I found something that looked interesting in one of the domes and instead of running off into the wilderness it followed me home. [By which she means she bought something and then wanted to get rid of it but it won't go away. And then there is a bark from off screen she barely acknowledges and the sound of something else falling and hitting the ground.

Suddenly there is a blur of white coming from off screen and Tea reaches out, snatching it by the color and lo and behold it is a white dog that is very enegetic and trying to keep her attention. It doesn't have a collar on.]


I'm sure someone out there would love a chance to play with man's best friend again, if he happens to belong to any of you. [Much much sarcasm because she took off the collar and cape and knows exactly who he belongs to and plans to see if he'll come out and admit it.] If not, would anyone be interested in a special dog that needs a home [that is not with her]. I'll even make sure he's neutered before you take him off my hands.

[Said dog does not look that pleased about her offer and jerks his way out of her grip and back down to the floor, moving away from her. She doesn't care as long as he stops getting into shit. Who the hell decided a dog needed super powers?]

{OOC: Superman will be getting his dog back...eventually. Tea just wants to make him work for it.}
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[He's spent a day here already and frankly it's been a day too long. Though in that time, he has managed to find some heavy blankets which he's hung up over the windows to blot out the light. Some is still creeping in but it's enough to keep the place at a comfortable level of darkness. After spending a while watching the network as well and wondering what in the Demonweb Pits the thing is, his eyes are slowly adjusting to the light it gives it. It still hurts though, but it's interesting. Anyway, he's manged to figure out just what he's doing, he refused to let the kedan help him except when it came to them bringing him here. So Dinin is sat with the hood to his piwafwi brought up, managing to shield his eyes from some of the light.]

Kidnapped to the surface world, wonderful.

[He's having a blast, really. His levels of excitement are just so high, can't you feel it all?]

I don't suppose anyone knows of a decent armoury in this Lolth-forsaken place. [He looks disgusted that he even has to ask. But he'd drawn a dagger when he arrived and stabbed one of the kedan in their hand for touching him. Now the blade was dull and ragged from exposure.]
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[Bryn starts a video feed, revealing that she is not in fact in her suite, but rather in the Brazen Turtle on its first floor. Drink close at hand, she simply smiles a moment before leaning down, resting her elbow on the console and her chin on her hand.]

Out of curiosity, does anyone have any traditions for celebrating birthdays from their world? Or perhaps in their family? Or are there some birthdays that are more important than others? Perhaps a "coming of age" birthday or something?

[She asks because her own is coming up, and a 26th birthday is important to a Gifted. It gets her wondering what she ought to do here in Keeliai with Jhirem out of touch, making many of the traditions she'd follow a bit difficult.]

[Basic Encryption to Balthazar]

It's a little quiet here at at the bar tonight. I don't suppose I could tempt you here with a free drink and some excellent company, could I?
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[She hasn't been in a real fight, hasn't punched anyone through a wall, hasn't even found someone annoying enough that she could justify killing yet. Someone might just be bored out of her mind, to the point that Tea is willing to even take suggestions from the rest of the population.]

So besides being used for labor and expected to save the world whenever they need us to, what the hell is there to do around here? Because I'm finding a whole lot of nothing and sitting around doing nothing is not something I enjoy. The gangs around here just aren't enough to keep me occupied. [She starts to think of ways she can make her own fun when she's bored--which some people may not approve of.]

The little trip under the sea at least was something to do--before it started to get old. Is someone trying to kill us with boredom?
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[Colby had logged on at net cafe to see there was some sort of tribble containment effort that he had missed. Instead he sees two stoned aliens tossing the furballs out a window.]

Oh come on!! I can't be the only person actually trying to do something about these little bastards can I? Sure they look cute but at the rate they're going to eat and breed us out of house and home in... You know what, I'm not even going to waste my breath. [His red robotic eye turns blue and it projects a simulation of what will happen to the ecosystem of Tu Vishan if the tribbles continue doing what they're doing unchecked into the air. It's quick and not pretty.]

Do I have some fucking volunteers now?

I'm F.D.A., but I also used to be U.S.D.A., so I know a thing or two about animal containment. If you're too lazy or unwilling to help at least point me in the direction of an empty warehouse and/or large refrigeration units... Hell, anything that can store or stop these assholes from breeding.
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[She cuts on the video because she can. She has nothing to hide and is too pissed off to care. Still, the smile on her face is somewhat sweet, if you miss the part where she’s trying to not grind her teeth.]

Well, well. I do declare that this has to be the strangest place I’ve ever been shipped off to. You know…if I was used to getting transported to other dimensions. But a giant turtle. Can’t say you weren’t going for originality.

[The smile is starting to crack even more along the edges, showing just how annoyed she is with all of this. She woke up with no powers, no crashed Watchtower for her to dance over, and is just generally not in the best of moods.] Now we’re here for something and the blue man crew who gave me the little tour weren’t all that chatty. How helpful of them.

[Does she look innocent? Not really, but who wouldn’t be just a teensy bit annoyed at getting dragged to another world when they’re in the middle of something? How rude of...whoever the hell did this.] Tell me who I have to punch to get this over with so I can leave what is obviously the worst case of bad turtle hygiene ever. Otherwise, I might just have to pick whoever has the most punchable face and go down the line until I get somewhere. That's wasting time I don't have, because I'm on a schedule.

[The fact she can't access her powers and shouldn't be making such claims is a point she considered and then ignored in favor of threatening people.]
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