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[ When Isaac comes on the screen, he's hesitant, not wanting the answer he feels like he knows he'll get. But, also more curious than anything as if allowing himself to be hopeful will pay off. ]

Hey. Isaac. For those of you that know me. So, uh, Scott McCall hasn't come back for a few days - and he isn't at his place. [ He would be able to smell him. ] Maybe he went off or, he's spent some late clinic nights...

Anybody hear from him?

[ He's around?

Right? ]

skybluejeep

[Stiles, already a big believer in layers, is wearing two sweaters, a jacket, a scarf, and even though you can't see it, has his blanket draped across his lap. He looks like what a cartoonist believes appropriate cold weather clothes looks like. Or, no, he look like Randie in A Christmas Story! Yes.]

Okay, why is it cold as balls right now? I'm from California. I'm not used to this. This is completely unacceptable. If I wanted to live like this, I'd move to freakin' Alaska and cuddle up with a polar bear. I'm going to get frostbite. Things are going to start falling off my body because of this, I know it.

Bryn, I'm calling out sick for the duration of this because if I go outside I'm going to drop dead. Of ice. I'm going to turn into an abominable snowman after all, and this time it won't be a joke.

Petition to make the turtle swim to Tahiti, sign below, thanks.

unfettered

[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[And hopefully they'll understand if she's a bit withdrawn for a while, because as much as her text says that she's not mad, it doesn't mean she's not emotional.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.]

enticingly

[There’s a handsome young man sitting in front of the console in a really tight t-shirt that shows off pretty much every muscle in his chest. For the moment, his eyes are a dark blue, and there’s a brooding look on his face. When he crosses his arms over his chest, people can see the leather gloves he’s wearing.

Jonah hasn't really wanted to use this thing, but he can recognize the advantage of being able to talk to people without actually being around them.] I have a couple of questions. First, is there a dry cleaners around here, or does anyone know how to get blood out of denim? Second, gloves. Where is the best place I can get a few pairs? Third, I’m in search of a sword. Any will do at the moment.

[His jaw clenches for a second, shoulders tense.] Another thing. If the words ‘Anchorage’, ‘savant’, or ‘weirstones’ means anything to you, let me know.

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.

bereavements

[ Lincoln Lee, yes, but no, well, a person who looks like Lincoln Lee is in front of his console's camera except, this Lincoln Lee lives in the fire sector. So, his expansive suite can be seen behind him. He's not happy. Why did he sleep so late? No, better question. Why is he affected now?! ]

Somehow, I know this is your fault, Stiles.

[ A sigh as he sits back. ]

For those of you wondering, I'm not Lincoln Lee. And this switch stuff can kick in a few days late. Awesome. Guess I can join the chorus of people saying, "Find out what the fuck is going on with this?" [ He shakes his head. ]

It's Isaac, by the way. [ He mutters... ] Sleep in one freaking day...

skybluejeep

[Hey! It's Clara! Only she's got a very annoyed and perplexed look on her face. And she's wearing a long-sleeve plaid shirt over a t-shirt. Uh? Well hang on.]

So. In case it hasn't been covered yet? This whole thing? With the switching bodies and the de-aging and the gender-swapping and the shenanigans? Not okay. Definitely in the realm of crazy and weird. And uncool. And what the actual fresh hell.

Can we please get some magic people on this? Like...yesterday? Like, I'd really like my old body back. It's only got a few thousand miles on the odometer and my insurance payment just went through.

I'd also like to know who's wearing my body? Because if it's anybody other than Clara, I need to know where to fill out a lost and found claim form.

unfettered

[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.

coneofsilence

[[ ooc; blue is for Lincoln, red is for Liv! ]]

[ Lincoln's reached over with one hand to turn the console on in the bakery that Astrid had owned on, while he's mid-sentence into shouting to the other side of the room, head still turned. ]

--Isn't the first rule they always tell you in grade school science classes that you don't eat in the lab? So you don't accidentally ingest cyanide or something?

[ A pause, and he mutters lowly. ] Christ, we're gonna have so many lawsuits. [ That's a super good way to advertise a business, Lincoln, good job. He opens his mouth to speak directly to the network, but is interrupted by a loud bark, expression dropping to a deadpan as he reaches down to pick up what looks like a blueberry muffin, shakes at something lower than the camera, and then lobs it across the room. You might see the bouncing tail of a golden retriever chasing after it in the background. ]

We know we can’t be the only ones here interested in looking into all of this on a scientific level. Has anyone done that already? Or, more so, has--

( cut for length )

survival_isnt_living

A lighthearted question of sorts for you all--or so I hope.

[His smile is slight and wry.]

I'm sure everyone's noticed the distinct architectural differences between our current undersea neighbor and Keeliai. I hadn't really thought about it much, before we arrived here, just assuming this was the local standard, but...

[He pauses, visibly weighing how to ask this.]

Now that I've seen two kinds, has anyone ever seen architecture like the ruins? Or Keeliai, for that matter.

[For those who are keenly attuned to nuance: there was a faint, almost invisible 'else' after 'anyone.']

tactile_telekinesis

So, anyone know where life's volume dial is? I need it to seriously get cranked down. I'm totally cool with noise, heavy beats and stuff but yikes not normal noises.

[Kon is looking incredibly uncomfortable, for more reasons than what has happened recently. Seriously, can he not catch a break. His face scrunches slightly and he rubs at his right ear.]

Plus side is, totally found my specs from back home. [He holds up his red visor and grins.]

bereavements

[ Surprisingly, Isaac Lahey is not alone when the network sees him. His friend, Scott McCall is there in a chair next to him. How fun, right? But, he’s not used to starting these things. He’s not a person who Skypes a lot. He only used the videochat that one time with Allison! How to start… He looks to Scott. Scott stares back at him until he realizes Isaac is waiting for him to start. ]

Dude, I thought you were starting… Anyway, hi. We need help. Real help.

[ That gets Scott a look. Isaac really should’ve started. Both he and Stiles fancy themselves comedians today. He looks back at the network. ]

Are there ingredients here in any sector for baking cookies? Flour. Dough. [ He looks to Scott. ] Is there milk involved?

[ Scott shrugs. These boys really have no clue. ] I don’t know, but we definitely need chocolate chips. Plain cookies suck. We’ll even share them with whoever helps us! [ At your own risk. If you die from food poisoning… sorry? ]

Oh, and we need a recipe. Step by step instructions. [ Isaac, that’s what a recipe is. ] Does anybody have a good one. An easy one? [ He looks to Scott. ] Do we need anything else?

A pretty apron for you to wear? [ Scott grins. ]

Or, two aprons. One with flowers. For Scott. And one for me. Oh, and thanks. [ You know. ] In advance.

skybluejeep

[Stiles appears on camera in his suite, and he's got an enormous, wicked smirk on his face. Giant, ethereal death-gods threatening the turtle? NBD, there's some other important stuff going on right now that really needs your attention.]

So. Sinbrilee is kinda cray. But I didn't go home without some fabulous parting gifts! I got a cool new dirk, which is a stupid name for a kickass weapon. AND. I found these kickass bracers. I haven't put 'em on yet, but they're so gonna be an integral part of my superhero costume I'm building.

[He holds up his prizes which look antique enough, yes, but there's something about those bracers.]

I also found a good stack of those little jelly gems, which I can confirm taste like the best, most quality gummy bears ever to exist. Like, imagine a full meal, really delicious, your favorite food...only delivered via the gummy medium. That's them. So if you still can, grab a bunch, save some grocery money.

[The video suddenly cuts out. But then continues, available to only one person on the network.]

( 40% encrypted to BATMAN. Yes, specifically Batman. )

bereavements

[ After reeling from what he's learned yesterday and realizing when he woke up today that this wasn't a freaky vivid dream, Isaac can be seen at one of the consoles in a console cafe. He's wearing the same clothes he showed up in. He's not so happy about it. ]

You guys really take these sectors literally, don't you? I literally live in the fire sector. It's everywhere. And gives off no heat. So, that's weird.

Also, internet cafes. Making a comeback. [ But, getting to the point. ] So, I have a few questions. Anyone can answer since this reaches everyone. Who would've thought, privacy, being an antiquated idea. [ Is something antiquated if it's not in the past but in another universe? So. ] Any modern clothing around here? I'd take anything in a V-neck. A sensible sweater. I like stripes. [ And scarves. Something decidedly not Chinese. ]

And does anybody think it's completely ridiculous that we're living on a giant turtle? Anybody? [ Bueller? ]

Also, policy on guests. I have friends [ friend, and one Stiles ] here and I'm pretty sure I have the nicest digs out of everyone. It's my place, right? All two stories? [ All his? If so, it's an amazing change of pace. ] Also. Cooking lessons. Pretty much realizing I can't. And this suite has a bitchin kitchen.

Also, I saw a guy advertise himself to get a job. Help with some kind of work. I feel like I should get a job. Earn my really nice keep. [ Seriously, that suite! ]

And finally, anyone ever think life can't get any worse and then it just does? [ That last one might be a rhetorical question. Though, it is a little good not to be surrounded by darachs and alphas. ] Funny how that works. But, hey, glad to know it's not me.

Oh. Yeah. I'm Isaac. [ He gives a quick wave and a closed mouth smile. ]

private to stiles stilinski l 30% hackable ]

You done being a dick?

private to scott mccall l 30% hackable ]

Weird that we can only check these things at one of these places. If you get this, wanna go exploring since we didn't yesterday? I'll try not to mock your treehouse. Much.

oathwalk

[Time for your scheduled public service announcement. At his console, Richard's arms are folded and his tone level. After talking to Sadie, he has realized that they can't continue with people being ignorant of the situation.]

For those who aren't yet aware, in Sinbrilee, there are marble arches with runes on them. The gateways with runs that seem to glow with a faint light lead to the realm of Dreaming, while the gates to Death have runes oozing a black substance.

Be careful of both. The worlds both shape themselves to the minds of those within. Dreaming can be pleasant, if you are in such a state of mind, but if you are not, it can be cruel. Death is always malicious. If you come to harm in either realm, that injury may prove to be very real. [Hidden in the folds of his sleeves, his hand tightens into a fist.] In at least one case, an injury has been. It's most likely that healing magic won't work there, nor any other abilities to protect you that require Tu Vishan's energy to function.

[Richard unfolds his arms so he can brush his bangs from his eyes.] I'd like to know if anyone has done any research on the gateways themselves or the realms beyond. Given that one seems the home territory of the being we've been brought here to handle, some understanding of how to move in and out of it could be an advantage.

mccallmemaybe

[ Scott is sat in front of his console in his suite in the Wood Sector, which is practically a treehouse. Scott has to admit, his living quarters are pretty freaking cool. To anyone watching, please don't be alarmed by how uneven his jaw is. ]

Half of me thinks this is the weirdest Wolfsbane hallucination ever.... The other half of me thinks this is way too weird to be a figment of my imagination. I mean, a giant turtle underwater? If this isn't real, I've definitely lost my mind... [ It wouldn't be the first time he's thought he's gone crazy. ]

Anyway, I heard time stops back home. Can someone confirm this for me? Do we know for sure it does? It's just that Stiles - uh, that's my codependent best friend - I'm worried how he'll cope without me if time doesn't stop... [ Though technically he already left Stiles before he came here, but Scott doesn't want to think about that or he'll cry. ] I had some important stuff to do back home, really important. I just - I need to know for sure that time back home isn't passing without me because if it is, I can't be here.

[ But if he really has no other choice but to stay here... ] Does anybody want to go exploring? There's this bridge I saw that leads... somewhere? I wanted to check it out. [ But he'd prefer company.

Scott's not sure how to end this... ]

Uh... I'm Scott McCall, thanks for listening?

seetoomuch_dontseeenough

[Will begins with this. It's easier to collect his thoughts this way. Granted, it's a lot of information that he has to take in all at once. He'd think this was some strange and elaborate joke his mind was playing on him, but this wasn't really the tone it took with himself. He spends a lot of time sitting in front of the terminal, fingers tapping over the keys lightly before he actually starts writing.]

Hello. My name is Will Graham. I'm sorry if this is an awkward post. I don't introduce myself to others often.

[Sigh. He's not sure about that, it makes him sound like he's weird. Backspaaaace. ooc: The only text up on the network is what follows, sorry if that was confusing for anyone.]

Hello, my name is Will Graham. I was a criminal investigator and teacher before my arrival here. This world is different and I don't have an understanding of how the law system works here fully yet, so I won't be pursuing my former career here.

Instead, I will be trying to get a hand in the fish market. I'm a fisherman by hobby, but I'm open to considering it as a source of income and contribution. Though, I'm not sure how I'll go about that since we're already underwater. I also have experience as a mechanic and can work in the Metal sector if necessary.

I would like to ask who is a doctor here, particularly if there is anyone involved in neurology. I have some medical needs that require monitoring. Assistance would be greatly appreciated. I am happy to pay or trade services.

Thank you.

[He looks it over, taking in a deep breath. Yeah, that looks good. Personable enough, he imagines. He hopes, anyway. Click.]

ironwood

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Tu Shanshu

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