tushanshu | Entries tagged with † lin beifong

Uh... so, anyone got any plans for the New Year's?

[yeah, he's trying to be more sociable for the moment. But, it's kind of obvious that this post was not meant for everyone on the network. He just felt kind of awkward. He's switching feeds now.]

[Basic Encryption; Locked to Legend of Korra and ATLA casts-- sans Amon, because seriously.]

Okay, so. I'm not sure how much everyone's noticed that there are no sports here, but there basically isn't. And with Bo being back, and all the Fire Ferrets together, we have enough people to form at least two teams for a pro-bending match, maybe three. Asami knows the rules of the game, and she could ref for us.

I'm not really suggesting we make a pro-bending league or regular habit out of it, but if we did a match, it might give either the other foreigners or the Kedan an idea or two.

And New Year's is probably the best time to do it.

So, anyone in?

[Basic Encryption; Locked to Korra]

Hey... How are you doing...?

inseine

[A man whom the citizens of Tu Vishan might have glimpsed on occasion fixes a piercing, sharp gaze into the feed. The man is incredibly neat, uncharacteristically clean-shaven, and stern almost to the point of lacking any emotional inflection.

--Save for an unusual trembling tic in his lip when he speaks, and the slight off-center tie of his neck scarf. That indicated, to anyone close enough to be familiar with his habits, that some tremendous excitement boils within him. A hunger sparks deep in his pupils. He speaks at last after a few moments' pause, as if to let the gravity of his expression sink in, and his tone is curt, blunt, and commanding.]

I am looking for any man or woman interested in the case of the recently slashed Madame Emperor.

Who is working on it immediately? I have got the precinct local dossier; so do many of you. But I am sure there are people that have seen more than that. I tell you now to come forward, do not keep it quiet. It is a useless waste to keep the investigations separate. Let us pool the evidence and put our skulls together.

My name is Javert. I am somewhat familiar with kedan police policies, I have spent some time with them. You must call for me quick. I will speak with any that have got something to add.

alderwood

[The video comes up not with the backdrop of the Commander's office, but instead that of the Emperor's personal quarters. It is Alderwood that sits there, his expression dark and controlled; there are signs of grief in the redness of his eyes same as there are signs of activity in the motion of police kedan behind him, but he ignores that to address the network.]

The Ironwood Emperor is-- [Here, he breaks a moment before the line of his jaw settles with stonelike strength and he continues.] She is dead.

[Centuries of war that she survived, centuries of difficulties, and he found her as innocently dead as a victim in a murder. Evandau appears torn, once again on the brink of the grief that threatens to consume him, but he forces himself into mould of a Commander so that he might serve the purpose of this message.]

The sealed scroll outlining her succession was opened this morning under my authority as Commander. [His hand moves, briefly touching a rolled up scroll set on the flat surface before withdrawing as though burned.] It was her wish that I assume all authorities and responsibilities as Emperor after her passing.

[His look is pained, but does not break.]

Henceforth, I assume the role of Alderwood Emperor and thusly fulfill her wishes. The responsibilites of the Commander will continue with me until I choose a successor.

[A pause, a breath as he composes his next words.]

The Palace of Landed Sky is closed to all petitioners until further notice. Without Eshai's power protecting it, this is no longer a safe haven for those that wish to speak its name, so do not risk it.

[For he already suspects that Malicant is behind this and will not have it invited in to make a pair of he and Eshai in death.

That brings him to the end of what he needed to announce and so he only offers one flat statement in closing.]

This changes nothing of your presence or purpose, so do not come beg of return. Those magicks are beyond me and my priority is determining what fool made the decision to kill her.

alphatar

[A broad smile is on Korra’s face when she turns on the video feed. She’s leaning to one side of the chair and looking pleased as punch.]

I’ll be reopening the dojo in the Wood Sector and I need some teachers, mentors, instructors- whatever you want to call yourselves, to teach people that want to learn. Any fighting style will do, but if it’s martial arts; then all the better.

If you’re interested in lessons, get in touch with me here or privately. I don't know how much lessons are going to be yet, but I'll try to keep it low.

[There's a pause where Korra considers her next words and her smile fades a little.]

If you're half as good as Dinah Lance is [Not was.] then I need to talk you.

[Four months of training with Dinah isn't enough for Korra. She wants to dig in further into the various styles she was mastering, and this is the only way she knows of to find someone that can help her do just that.]

whitelotustile

[There was an older man seated at the console, still in an apron.]

Hello. Those kedan weren’t kidding when they told me what this box does, were they? Well, it’s nice to meet my neighbors, though I hope you won’t mind me saying that I’d rather see you all in person. If I had the food, I might even host my own personal welcome-party!

[Iroh laughs]

If anyone has any favorite restaurants or tea shops, I would love to hear about them. Or a pai sho board. Mine is back home, and I don’t think I’ll be getting use of it any time soon.

demon_brat

Good morning.

I believe most of you are aware of the recent... problem that some of the foreigners had, recently, becoming invisible and losing some aspect of who they are, whether physical or otherwise.

I have two questions regarding that, in an attempt to find out what happened, why, and how it can possible be prevented in the future. Of course, the primary theory for a reason is that disorder in Keeliai weakens the turtle and gives more power to the threat to it, or some variation thereof, but maybe that is imprecise - or not specific enough.

The questions are:

First, are any of you still afflicted by whatever you lost when you got shifted from phase? If not, did you notice something peculiar before, around the time of, or after the problem discontinued?

Second, [ and Damian holds up a sketch, police-style but executed very, very well, of a youngish, dark skinned kedan man, about 25-30, drawn from the description of the old couple running the museum and confirmed by them, ] have any of you seen or talked with this man? Whether you were affected by the occurrence or not.

My name is Damian Wayne, I will be here, at the [ name of the cafe ] in Earth sector until noon, feel free to find me here or ask to meet somewhere else later, if you are unwilling to discuss your answers over the consoles.

Thank you for your time.

strategisch

[When the feed turns on, Armin is not where he usually makes posts. In fact, to those who are familiar with the area, it's clear he's actually in the Reyes residence. This is made more obvious by Bianca hovering nearby. Armin turns in her general direction and quietly thanks her for "helping," although it's not entirely clear what that help was.]

[Then he looks at the camera. Sort of. His gaze is slightly off-center, and his eyes are... Oh goodness.]

[His eyes are their usual bright blue, but either his pupils are gone or they've contracted so acutely that they've become invisible. The effect is eerie to say the least; he almost looks like a ghost. His somber expression doesn't help matters any.]

Hello.

[He pauses, unsure, and then sighs deeply. His tone is bitter and defeated.]

I've been told that it's very likely that he's no longer here, but I wanted to make sure... Has anyone seen or heard from Eren Yeager recently? He's my age, a little taller, brown hair, green eyes-- and he wears the same uniform that I do. He tends to stand out, he's very... loud.

I suppose I should ask after Bertholt Hoover as well. Again, he wears our uniform, but he's very tall. I don't think he's here anymore either, but if anyone has seen him, I would appreciate a word.

Thank you very much for your assistance. Although sometimes I feel that's all I use this machine for.

oyaji

[ Hello, turtle dwellers! It's a new face appearing this evening. He's slumped over in front of his console, hands still hovering on the keyboard and the screen that activated the camera. The older man is wearing a strange costume, sans the helmet with a black domino mask covering his eyes.

Beside him, another man dressed in a black spandex undersuit has a hold of his arm and is trying in vain to pull the arm guard off him. He's about to speak into the camera when he winces. ]

Ow--Owww! What're you doing? My arm doesn't bend that way, Bunny!

[Barnaby huffs at his partner's protests, not at all sympathetic to his predicament.]

Well, maybe it would if you turned around for a second. Honestly, I can't believe you. You should have read how to take your suit off before you put it on in the first place!

Well, I shouldn't have to read the suit's manual since Saitou always has the truck stationed to take it off!

Yeah, except when he doesn't, like now. I even specifically asked him to make it easier to take off our suits just in case we had to do it ourselves! Of course, that doesn't do any good if you don't bother to educate yourself on how your own equipment works.

Well, I'm sorry! I didn't expect I'd need to know so soon [ aka like two years. ] So there's really no point in worrying about it now, right? Let's try and solve this!

[ Now then! Back to the whole point of this transmission. Wild Tiger brings his attention back to the screen with a sheepish grin. ]

Uhm, hello! So... Funny story, actually... I, uh, ehhh usually have a machine take my Hero suit off and uhmm... since our suit guy isn't here... Kinda been stuck in it all day.

Anyone else ever had this problem...? Eh hehehe... he...

[Ugh, if he was going to make a transmission, he could have given a little bit of a warning. As much as he scolded Kotetsu, Barnaby did generally have the decency to not do it in front of strangers.

Well, whatever. No reason to involve himself as though he were somehow responsible for this mess. Better to wash his hands of it and move out of eyesight. So he does just that and promptly walks off-screen.]

Bunny, what're you--? Bunny! [ Why are you leaving him?! He twists his head back to find his partner, but he's not by him anymore. Laying his head on the table, Kotetsu groans. ] Oh man.... I have to pee so bad...

cibopath

[The pair are arguing before the camera even turns on. Colby’s annoyed, bordering on angry, but he’s containing himself somewhat.]

--for the last time, no! [And Colby turns to look at the console, and sees that it’s on. He turns back to Tony, eyes narrowed.] You little fucker.

[Tony’s a lot slicker than he appears to be, apparently, and had turned it on while Colby wasn’t paying attention. Ignoring Colby’s complaints for the moment, he turns to the camera:] As agents of the FDA, we’re expected to maintain some level of, er, decorum. [Sideways glance back at Colby.

Colby glares and gives Tony the finger.]

I understand that my fellow agent hasn’t been keeping up with that standard and has been [a jackass] causing trouble around Keeliai in the last couple months. He’s got something he’d like to say to you all.

[With a sigh, Colby runs his hand through his hair. Then, in the most deadpan, non-apologetic tone he can muster.] I’m sorry I’ve been a jackass. I’ll try harder next time. [Turns to Tony.] Happy?

[Tony says nothing and gives Colby a look, but hey-- he actually did it, at least. Good enough. He nods his approval.]

Good. Let’s move on to something more important. [Hipchecks Tony to the side and looks directly into the camera.] I need to know how to write “I wish for an unlimited supply of beets” in a variety of different languages.

Wh--

[A pause.] ...For reasons. Help a guy out.

[Dumbfounded, Tony makes a choked noise of surprise, then moves further back into the frame as he reaches to turn off the camera.]

John, what a-- [The feed cuts out mid-sentence.]

traitorously

Okay, so it's actually been a while since we went back, but things have been busy. Ish. [And Catty's lazy]

The point is, I took a group of people back in time to see if we could find out anything interesting or important, and the answer is...not really. We ran into a kid called Lieuen conducting a business deal sixty seven years ago - I think he was selling sculptures? I don't know, I didn't see that one.

About a hundred and seventy three years ago, there was apparently a really great harvest, because there were a bunch of kedan planning a festival. I didn't hear them speaking, but the kedan I did hear...I don't know, the way they spoke was simpler? It's hard to explain properly, but I guess the kedan hanging around in the present have evolved. Or their language has.

Probably the most interesting was the fact that about three hundred and forty nine years ago, Keeliai got completely wrecked. Well, okay, partially wrecked, but something big hit it. It was really hard to see or hear anything for some reason, but the Emperor's boyfriend - sorry, Evandau - was there running security checkpoints. And there weren't any kedan around at all. A few looked pretty similar to our glorious leaders, and there was a big thing about identity. Like, the checkpoints were all scanning cards and making people ask questions, that sort of thing.

So! I don't know if any of that is helpful or interesting to - well, anyone, but that's what we saw. I'm not sure when I'll start getting things organised to go back a second time, but when I do, I'll probably hit up that last place again. Maybe if I spend three days in the same place, I can find out what was going on.

[She gives everyone a quick salute and a grin] Catty, out!

jondrette

-backdated to morning-

[When Eponine appears on the video screen, she's not in her own suite. Instead, she's in a rather clean looking suite with a few small Kedan children visible. Her eyes are wide and wild, and she's visibly harried.]

They tell me he's gone! Disappeared and never came back!

I had just found him and- he promised me he would never leave me, just as I had promised him before! I told him I'd be a better sister- [She breaks off sharply, closing her dark eyes and turning her gaze downward. After a moment, her hand comes up to pinch the bridge of her nose and she shakes her head.]

Non. I shall not cry. We are Thénardiers, and we do not cry. He would not have it, and so I will not cry. He is... There is nothing for him in Paris. And I fear there are fewer and fewer things for me here. [She takes a ragged inhale, looking up again, her eyes wet and bright as the tip of her nose stings, the end red. But her voice is calmer when she speaks again, solid and determined.]

My dear brother is gone. Gavroche Thénardier has gone at last to the heaven he deserved. Born of a wolf and a hag, he was an angel.

[She shuts off the feed- if anyone needs her, she'll be drinking in her suite.]

lineality

[The face, when it appears, is very definitely not that of Lin Beifong--but the flinty stare and the blunt, unamused tone of voice should ring a bell to anyone familiar with her.

By now she's done her research and done it well, but that doesn't make the current situation any more pleasant for her. The body she's found herself in might be taller and in far better physical condition than her own, but without her bending it feels not only foreign but confining. She curls her hands into fists, once, and slowly relaxes them again.]

I figure whoever used to have this body is in mine now, and this is the easiest way to find you.

I want to know if you have any abilities outside the range of normal that I might need to know about. [Pause.] And you might have a little trouble getting the armor off without a few pointers.

unetrustworthy

[As the feed turns on, the Network is greeted to the sight of a very distraught eleven-year-old. Her eyes brim with unshed tears, though the occasional flash of light against her cheeks reveals twin trails of those already fallen. For her part, she is attempting to remain calm and composed in public...but it's hard. Very hard. Her whole body is tense, and she looks almost afraid.]

It's gone.

Somebody took it.

[Her hand clutched at her chest. Where the chain normally rested. But now, there was nothing. She shouldn't've been surprised. There were thieves around. There were always thieves. Gavroche had already admitted that he took things, though she didn't for a moment think it was him. She'd never told him about the cross.]

[Then again, she'd never told anyone.]

It was very important to me. I have to get it back.

Please.

((ooc: as part of a minor plot involving things being stolen at random by certain Sky Pirates, Midii has suddenly found herself the first victim. She won't know who took it, or why, and the item in question will eventually be returned under the guise of anonymity...but she won't rest until she finds out.))

bloodsplatters

[ Dexter takes a seat in front of the console, adjusting the camera so his upper body is centered in its view. His first matter of business, before recording any sort of video, is to protect his computer. Passwords, highly encrypted, as much privacy as possible - things like this are important for a man like Dexter Morgan. If information about potential victims is going to be kept on this machine, it needs to be only viewable to Dexter's eyes.

It doesn't take long to get everything in order before he turns his attention back to making some sort of video asking for information he wasn't given upon arrival. The important things. He adjusts the camera again, clearing his throat before pressing record. ]

I'm sort-of new.

[ A pause ]

And I have three questions that need to be answered. Important questions.
First, where is the police station located? I work in forensics and I'd like a job as soon as possible. I get... bored without something to do.

[ I also need a way to get information on people, learn the ropes, things like that. Working at Miami Metro was such a useful tool. ]

Second, is there a good donut shop around here? Sadie's Donuts and Coffee was a Miami thing, so I'm guessing that doesn't exist here. But, donuts are a necessity.
And, third, where can I get a pulled pork sandwich? A good one, preferably Cuban, but I can make do if that's not an option.

[ Dexter pauses again, giving the camera a forced smile ]

I'd appreciate the help. Uh, thanks... I guess.

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.']

cibopath

[Meet Tony Chu.

Though he used to be Philly PD, his new gig was with the U.S. Food and Drug Administration-- which means he was an agent of the most powerful law enforcement agency in the world. And just like when he was a cop, he worked a lot of cases and stops a lot of crime.

Except he was just fired. Now he's a meter maid.

Today, he's stranded on the back of a giant turtle. He isn't happy about that, either.]

Officer Anthony Chu. I've... been in the hospital, and was brought here without my badge, but I promise you, I'm not lying about my position. [Tony's voice is measured and calm, but his face is set in his default scowl. The fact that he's in a pink bathrobe and a hospital gown doesn't really do him any favors. ~~Sue him, he hasn't gotten around to buying clothes yet.~~] I've been brought up to speed-- for the most part, anyway-- by the locals, but if I'm going to be able to do my job, I'll need more than that. If you can give me any deeper information about why we're here, what to expect in this city, what that thing was, or how I'm supposed to get in touch with the local government, step forward and tell me what you know. Kidnappings, particularly mass kidnappings, are very serious [dozens of people? really?] and I'd prefer to hit the ground running here.

Furthermore, if any other agents are here, contact me as soon as possible. Through the console will work.

[Tony hesitates: for the briefest of moments his agent facade falters as he realizes he really doesn't know how to end this spiel. He finally mutters a 'thank you' under his breath and promptly shuts off the feed.]

disfavored

There was a notice a few days ago from Miss Ayala about the possibility of starting a school. I haven't worked out all of the details yet but it looks like I'll be acting as Headmaster.

If you're going to be involved in the school in any way, I'd like if we could become acquainted. If we haven't been introduced yet, my name is Tarrlok.

Thank you for your time, and I do hope that this project is a success. [Because kids need something to keep them out of trouble.]

optout

[ A large man that could politely only be described as intense comes into view. Silence as he first, and almost with a sort of methodical intent, straightens the tie and lapels of his dark grey business suit before he makes any sign he means to address the network. The entire display, while mundane, feels scripted.

His voice is deep, and disarmingly calm. ]

My name is Orion Pax; I would introduce myself as former police captain but as this is neither my jurisdiction nor planet then you may simply know me as Orion. Making mention of this was relevant to me because I've found myself in something of a warzone.

Our hosts were kind enough to fill me in on the details with special mention to a series of catastrophes predating my arrival. While I have no intention of diminishing the accomplishments of foreigners who have put their necks out for this place in the past - I find it distressing this Emperor continues her unorthodox recruitment process when the worst has apparently already passed.

I would be grateful to any fellow foreigner willing to commiserate past and current events with an old cop. Thank you.

[ TEXT Encryption; 99% Unhackable ]

If you've gotten through these crude encryptions then I'm going to assume you're either one of mine, or coming from the other side of the fence.

If the former then, while you no longer are expected to answer to me directly, I would appreciate a head count.

If the latter? Well then we might have a problem.

(ooc: The text used is this made up bullshit )

browbeater

[when the console clicks on, it doesn't look like the guy messing with it really expected it to. He was pressing buttons, finding out what the options where. his experience with cameras is also very, very limited. He presses the button again, and it switches off and to text.]

i'm new around here. not sure who this goes out to, but can someone tell me where i can find a news paper, or a job listings page? i'd appreciate it.

[there's a long, long pause, before he decides to add something else, this time switching it to video again. He seems to have figured out the camera, though he's still giving the camera a mostly apprehensive look]

Also, who checks these things? Do they go out to the whole city?

[a sigh, a bit annoyed, whether with the situation or his lack of understanding on what's going on with this form of mass communication is anyone's guess]

I'm Mako, if there's anyone listening.

imaginate

[ The audio clicks on and there's a long pause. When Kyle speaks, his tone is calm, perfectly controlled. It's his Business Voice, blank save for the barest hint of anger. ]

This is Kyle Rayner of the Green Lantern Corps. I apologise for the inconvenience, but our clinic at EA-3B is currently undergoing repairs and won't be able to take more patients at this time. We'll be temporarily operating a backup at WA-1A. [ He attaches a map, showing where it is. ]

Any and all hands with medical experience or healing abilities are always welcome.

[ Another long pause. ]

And if someone could come collect Avatar Korra, that would be appreciated.

[ There is a brief pause, as though he's debating what more to say, before the audio clicks off. ]

Tu Shanshu

Video post; forward dated a couple of days (15 Jan)

VIDEO || Javert wastes zero time

video | the alderwood emperor

Video;

(no subject)

video; from a cafe, not anonymous.

3rd; Video

Video; First Roar

joint post from tony's console; video

o4 ☽ video;

oo4 ; [ video, open to action ]

002 | video

003 ✞ (VIDEO)

Tonight's the Night - 01 - [video]

video

video

008 // Video

001 ; Video

First time

004 ◉ audio; dated to the 14th

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