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Hello Tu Vishan! Hope you're all doing well. You'll have to forgive me, I'm sort of new here so expect a few potential technical difficulties. Do not adjust your sets. [Or desktoppy console thingies.] Now, I really do hope someone out there is listening to this or else I'm going to look awfully daft talking to myself. Not that I don't ever talk to myself or like to, I'm brilliant company actually. Only downside is that it can get a little boring.

If you do feel like saying hello, that'd be nice. Don't be shy, I'm lovely. Or so I'm told anyway.

[The man in the centre of the video is a rather odd looking chap with a goofy smile plastered on his face, just rambling away. And yes, he could go on all night. He leans back a bit to get as much as himself into frame as possible, red bowtie just managing to get a tiny bit of screen time. Just wasn't right if it didn't.]

I think someone out there has been sneaking a peak at my Christmas list. A mysterious and unexplainable trip to an island on the back of a giant turtle in the middle of nowhere? Oh, it's just brilliant. Suspected intergalactic kidnapping aside, this is definitely my kind of place. Perfect for shenanigans. I do love shenanigans. Especially the word. She-nan-i-gans.

[Always did roll off his tongue near perfectly. Apt word for his constant misadventures.]

But back onto the topic of this whole kidnapping issue. Anyone I can speak to about that? I have a few grievances that were overlooked during the induction period. Not too crazy about being taken against my will, sort of spoils the whole journey. And it's made me misplace my transport.

Speaking of, that's actually why I'm on here in the first place. Has anyone seen a blue box? Very big, looks like an old police call box, can be grumpy on off days. Answers to the name TARDIS. Or Sexy.

[The peculiar man sort of looks off camera with that last word, tweaking his bowtie with an awkward air. What? She totally does answer to that.]

All help finding her is appreciated. Just be sure to let me know.
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[ McCoy does his best to look dignified despite the terrible and shameful embarrassment he feels inside having to publicly announce this ridiculous emergency. It doesn't help matters that his desk is covered in soft, cute little creatures that are softly trilling all around. ]

This is Leonard McCoy, Chief Medical Officer of the USS Enterprise. [ Yes, he's emphasizing that just so people take his warnings seriously as a highly-esteemed medical professional! And his affiliation with Jim can't hurt. Or can it? Oh God how many people actually like James T. Kirk? Shit Shiiit! ]

As some of you may have noticed, there's been a... contaminate leak in the Fire Sector. A foreign body escaped its... confines [ Fridge ] and has started multiplyin' at an excessive rate. [ And by excessive, he means the world is literally exploding with furballs. ] For those of you not in the Sector, they look like this [ He dutifully points to the puffballs on his desk. ]

Don't be alarmed! They're extremely docile, but in an unfamiliar and stressful environment, they begin to breed rapidly. Our Science Officer has calculated that they breed about every twelve hours [ 11.784 hours, but like hell McCoy is giving Spock the satisfaction of accurate fractions! ], producing anywhere from 8 to 12 at a time. Anyone with any kinda math skill can see that's a huge damn problem!

The best way to keep those furbags from eatin' you outta house and home and food is puttin' 'em on ice. It won't kill 'em, but it'll stop reproduction and slow down their life cycle.

If you have any questions, contact me or any StarFleet officer nearest you [ McCoy, Spock, or Jim will be more than happy to be assaulted by your questions. ]

McCoy out.


((ooc: For more information on the event, character plots, questions, or concerns, check out the OOC coordination post here ))
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[Sadie turns the feed in a fairly okay mood. She has a box in front of her, and it seems to be making squeaking sounds]

First--whoever finally got the turtle moving again and whatnot? You are amazing. I thought I'd be okay not having my magic but I was wrong and those aren't words you'll hear from me all that often.

Second. [She taps the lid of the box in front of her] So when I got here, there was a boy. He was a very rude boy, who made fun of my boyfriend. He hit on me as well, but mostly he insulted my boyfriend. I am very protective of my friends and family, so insulting them is the fastest way to get me angry at you. And people don't like me all that much when I'm angry. Things tend to blow up and people usually spend a few hours as a banana slug or an earthworm or something. [Or there are threats of slugification] Not that I could do anything to this boy, as almost as soon as I got here my magic stopped, but I swore I'd get him back. So, when I woke up this morning and realized that oh, hey, I can blow things up again, I went to go find this boy.

[She opens the box and pulls out a brown hamster who squeaks]

Say hello to the nice people, Leo. [Boy, it feels good to have her magic back and turning people into critters (and then using said critter as a sort of warning that, hey, you might not want to mess with her). She smirks.] I have to say, he's much cuter as a hamster.


[[OOC: Chiqui has agreed that this is pretty much why Leo is hiding during her hiatus with him! Also tags might be a bit slow starting maybe tomorrow depending on the stupid confusing roofers they keep changing their mind about stuff.

ETA: THIS IS ONLY LASTING A FEW HOURS ICLY.]]
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[Katniss is looking as cheerful as ever. Which is to say, not at all.]

Even if all these investigations find a way to fix the turtle, what's going to be done about the game? The kedan are coming to us for food, and what you can call a forest has basically been stripped clean. Unless we're just all living off vegetables until the next few breeding seasons have passed.
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[There’s a beautiful, dark skinned girl with choppy hair looking at ease with the console as she turns the video feed on. She actually looks pretty calm, other than the nervous movement of her hands, as if she doesn’t know what to do with them, and the way she keeps looking around her, as if she can’t believe where she is. After a second, she gives a hesitant smile.] It’s kind of nice to use one of these and not worry about any of the problems that come with it. [Problems being that technology and demigods don’t exactly mix, you know.]

I was wondering if anyone could fill me on the situation? I couldn’t get any answers from the guys who brought me to this suite, which is really nice, by the way. [She sounds a little put out by that, the fact that she couldn’t get answers.] My name is Piper. [No last name, in case people here know her dad, and then she has to go through that awkward explanation phase that, yes, her dad was that hot guy in those movies.]

I’m also looking for my friends. Particularly a guy named Jason. Blond, really good looking, he likes to follow rules. [A grin now.] Although, I guess if any of them are here, they’ll find me this way.
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Preliminary results into investigation of energy transfer at nuclear level encouraging. Possible to return finite amount of energy to Tu Vishan. Ultimate effects unknown. Worth the attempt.

Looking for volunteers to aid in research. Esp. magical. Scientific, investigative, also welcome. May need runners later to deliver devices to key locations if successful.

Kara. Willing to be a guinea pig?

B. Banner



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