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[ As the video starts up things are pretty quiet at first. There's a clear view of Zuko's face, his one eyebrow furrowed as his eyes flick back and forth studying the console. He got the explanation of how this worked, he knows what he's supposed to be doing with it... but it doesn't make the contraption any less bizarre to him.

After a good fifteen seconds of silence before he starts speaking. ]

Hello...

[ There's just a moment of hesitation here before Zuko stands up straighter and looks directly at the screen. ]

My name is Zuko. I am the prince of the Fire Nation.

[ A frown. ]

I don't know if that means anything to most of you here, and if it doesn't then this doesn't concern you.

[ Nice, Zuko.

He's still having a little difficulty with the idea that people here won't know what the Fire Nation is. It's a pretty big part of his world... it's a pretty big part of the entire world where he's from.

He takes a deep breath, and in the gravest tone he can muster up (which is pretty damn grave) says- ]

I need to know if anyone here has seen the Avatar.

unconchonable

[The feed turns on to show Eridan, surely his is a face everyone wants to see so soon, especially after his last post. Though, he looks really fidgety. Drumming his fingers on the desk as he starts:]

So, back when I was on my planet, Alternia, I used to do this thing. Orphanin'. Y'know, go around killin' the lusii a other trolls. I mean, it serwed a purpose, was no mindless slaughter or the like. Was actually a pretty damn honorable job to hawe. Probably the most if I'm bein' honest here. Thankless though it were.

[Is this story time with Eridan? It is possible. The finger drumming ~~intensifies~~ continues. His fins are even flicking here and there with notable agitation as he tries to keep up the ruse of being anything but. Stoic is the aim, but sadly Eridan's aim falls pretty far from the mark when it concerns anything that ain't a gun or wand.]

See, it was called Orphanin', 'cos unlike you pink animals who raise their young all weird an' sympathetic-like, we trolls are taken in by beasts-- [as if on cue, there's a rather large white seahorse peeking into view. Eridan spares him a glance, before shoving his head out of view. He's really a polite child, even to the creature that raised him. But hey, maybe that explains a few things! How mannerly could a guy even be when he was raised by a giant floating seahorse?]

--anyway, it was my job to lay slaughter to a good amount a them, leawin' many a troll without their lusus, like I was some kickass royal slayer or some such. Which I was, don't need you lot thinkin' different and such. The ocean was my killin' cauldron, really...

[He lets out a near dreamy sigh recalling those good memories. But honestly, it just frustrates him more than anything.]

...kinda got off track there for a sec, the whole bloody point a this is to say I'm pretty fuckin' restless as a late, an' sponge numbingly bored. I'm more used to hawin' far more... [violent] things to do.

So, I figured to myself, that I'd ask you lot if you knew a any places where there may be a influx a beasts. I think my intentions are obwious, but I mean, if I don't do somethin' and soon I may be liable to kill someone outta boredom.

[A PAUSE FOR DRAMATIC EFFECT...]

An exaggeration, a course.

HOWEWER, I suppose I could shed some consideration an' ask if you pink skinned beasts got some sorta taboo concernin' the harm a random beasts, but surely you ain't that sensitiwe of a species... right?

[See, He can totally be all sorts of considerate, nothing but consideration here! He's even aiming his pent up violent frustrations at animals and not people!! Such consideration. He's like a dog that's been in its kennel all day with no way to burn off that violent energy, so he's... trying, at least?]

Or, if any a you got any better ideas, I guess I'm willin' to listen to it. But it better not be something's stupid like "hawe you tried not bein' wiolent?" 'Cos fuck that noise.

watcheslanterns

[When Rapunzel appears on the screen there is a smile on her face, but her brow is furrowed just enough to give off an air of concern.]

I hope everyone had a good holiday. I've never really celebrated anything like that before, so it was really fun to experience. I've never made gifts for so many people, either. I hope everyone liked them. If you don't, I'd understand though.

[She pauses, and because Rapunzel doesn't know how to filter anything yet:]

Um, I'm looking for Isaac, Derek or Lydia? I found a gift from Stiles at my door...but he didn't come in to say hello. I haven't seen him in several days now. I understand if he's busy and I just haven't seen him, but I want to make sure he was okay. I know the three of you are from the same place, so I thought maybe he would have talked to you? I've tried calling and stopping by his suite. He hasn't answered either. So please, if you could just let me know that he's okay, that would be enough. Thank you.

[ooc: if your character has had even just one conversation with Rapunzel then they likely received a knitted gift; either mittens, a hat, or scarf.]

candystriped

Usually around this time of year, the Cherubim are always buzzing around Heaven and asking for your messages to deliver. I don't suppose there's anything like that here?

And before any of you idiots ask, yes "Cherubim" like the winged ones. Someone's gotta keep the little fuzz-heads employed.

modernized

[Voice (As Terry)]

[There's a small conflicted sound on the feed before any words can be heard. Because...well, this is a conflicting thing to ask and his voice doesn't hide how unsure he feels about even approaching the subject.]

So, I never spoke to the Emperor - I only met her once when I arrived - but from what I gathered a lot of people liked her. If you don't mind indulging me, I want to know why.

[A quick pause.]

--And don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to stir anything up like that other jerk from a couple days ago. I'm honestly curious. I never saw a reason to like her personally, but I never did speak with her, so I just want to maybe get a little more understanding about what kind of person she is.

[Or was rather, but he picks his words smartly on that front.]

If anyone is willing to share stories about her...or something, if you feel like sharing. I'd understand if it's too hard right now.

[And who knows. Maybe it might help people in mourning to talk about it. It helped him before.]

[Action (As Batman)]

[Tonight there's a small gathering of Kedan in the Wood Sector, as they have a vigil to honor the death of the Ironwood Emperor. While this isn't usually where Terry makes his rounds, he ends up landing onto a rooftop near the proceedings and begins observing the Kedan in mourning. Partly to make sure nothing bad happens to disturb the small gathering, not entertaining even the thought of going down there and joining them, and partly to try and understand the grief the Kedan feel.

He can't admit to being distraught like others, both Kedan and Foreigners. He only met the Emperor once and never exchanged a word with her. There's surprise that she was killed, the security of the palace coming into question if someone could so easily assassinate her, and a natural sadness toward her death. That sadness is, however, no more than what he offers each time there is word of a stranger dying. He's heard of and seen first hand plenty of needless death by now - all part of the business, no matter how grim it is to admit that he's gotten use to it.

So he observes and watches as a wave of paper lanterns float up to the sky, many of them passing up near where he crouches and illuminating his presence in the dark to anyone on ground or around the roofs. Not that he especially cares if someone sees him - more important things to worry about - but he is more focused on the sight. He finds he has to concentrate hard to not get lost in the beauty of the display, regretful as it may be.]

hydro

[ She looks flustered, and maybe a little annoyed, but not confused, and it only has a little to do with the Kedan explaining things. She’d waved them off as soon as she was let go from the carriage, and had stopped asking questions when no one had heard of Mokona.

She was still pretty sure this was all his fault. Umi grumbles looking at the camera, huffing a sharp sigh through her nose. ] Well. This isn’t Cephiro or Tokyo, and I’m not really going to just sit around waiting for some war to start! [ She huffs out another of those sharp sighs, mumbling something along the lines of ‘I don’t care what they say, Mokona better get me out of here!’ ]

Until that little marshmallow realizes he screwed up, I guess I better find some place to work. My name is Umi Ryuuzaki, and I know how to bake, and I’m pretty good at fencing. So if there’s someplace hiring, please, let me know!

[ She pauses. ] This war had better be the key to getting home, too. I’ve got important things to do back home, and in Cephiro. No offense, but this war isn’t my problem.

bacondivination

Hello there, my dear fellow captives. I've missed you all so very much, and I'm sure the feeling has been quite mutual.

[ Loki sounds positively playful and is quite cheerfully smiling as he addresses whatever audience he might gather, though there's a contrasting uncharacteristicly careworn quality to his body language. ]

Blessed with good fortune is Loki, let me tell you. Though there was a little peril to my very soul for a few days, a clever rescue cleared that all right up. It put some things in perspective here, I think. Strange how it is I find myself with most everything I could possibly desire save that aforementioned threat of what I think may have been potentially erasure from reality.

By the by, my brother is here in duplicate-- handsome, muscular fellow, likes his hammer. You'll all get along well with Thor, everyone does. That goes especially for people that don't like me, few though you may be.

So how was your week? What did I miss? Was it terribly interesting?

supremefaith

[And every man and woman with a shred of parental instinct chokes on a collective gasp as Makoto has piled a bunch of stuff found around her home high enough for her to precariously stand on so she could appropriately reach the console.

That is a dangerous thing you do!

Because for all intents and purposes, Makoto is very small and very child-like despite having been a teenager previously. Well, technically she still is.

Not only that, she is wearing an over-sized sweater that projects the image of daddy’s little girl having rummaged through his closet to play dress up…

…of course this is the whole point to the video in the first place.]

Er…I don’t mean to interrupt…but I’m looking for something in a size small…[She’ll hold up her floppy, dangling sleeve to emphasize-- there’s not a hand in sight]…make that extra-small…does anyone know a place where they sell anything like that?

[Also…]

I might not be that new here…but I gotta ask. This kind of thing doesn’t happen all the time, right?

supremefaith

[As the video cuts on Makoto can be seen in all of her Sailor Jupiter glory, she's leaning forward with her hands planted on the surface that the console is sitting on. To all intents, constructions, and purposes a girl in a green fuku should be adorable, but the expression on her face is filled with pure fury.

In spite of that smile she's presently wearing.

And sparks of electricity are rolling off of her skin.]

This one goes out to our resident thieves...you took something from me, a wristwatch communicator, and I want it back.

[The sharpness in her features softens a little bit, but it's not enough to resemble the typical kindly and openhearted Makoto. She's really cheesed off.]

In the interest of fairness I'll give you a chance to return it exactly where you found it, but if I have to hunt you down it's gonna be a bad day.

[And the feed cuts.]

((ooc: Makoto is yet another casualty of the thieving sky pirates.))

wintershepherd

So that was quite a trip. Hope no one got into too much trouble! Much as it's interesting being in the world's biggest snow globe, I'm glad to see the sun again.

[ It's interesting only if you ignore the whole being under miles of water. And trouble being either at the party or in Sibrilee and especially because those damned arches. But his smile stays light and easy on the video feed. ]

Good news! I've found a shop to move Finnick's fishing store over to and it'll be open the first of the week! All the fresh fish you could want, or I'll freeze it for you if you want it to keep it for a special day.

[ Attached is a location ping for a shop in a busy district of the Water Sector. ]

Speaking of changes, the seasons are going to be changing soon... Ol' Nickly Thize's not here to welcome in autumn. I can do the leaf changing here but I gotta say, I'm not a fan of the huge roaring bonfire thing he likes. I never thought I'd miss Marzyana chasing me off her beets and rutabagas... maybe Johnny can give her a cider kiss one of these years and sweeten her up.

[ Oops getting a little too nostalgic! Jack shakes his head, seeming to get back on track. ]

What kind of things did you guys do when the seasons change at home?

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((OOC: For new people! Here's is Jack's permissions post as to whether your character will be able to see/hear him or will only see a blank feed. Thank you!))

lostundercover

[Costigan looks the pinnacle of unamused as he bats dismissively at the figure behind him, who, at first glance, appears humanoid.]

Jesus H.. Fahkin'.. Stop! [He mutters before turning to face the console in his suite.]

Can someone please get this fahkin' thing away from me?

[The figure is mostly cloaked as it moves into the frame, lifting a translucent hand to offer Costigan his empty prescription pill bottle. The undercover immediately snatches it out of the thing's hand and throws it across the room. One paying close attention might notice that his fingers moved through the construct's.]

It followed me back from the fahkin' ruins. I think I freed it from a room oah somethin'? Now it won't leave me alone.

[The figure begins trying to communicate with Costigan using hand signals, but he ignores it. Stupid magic. :|]

Keep it, kill it. I don't cahe. It's drivin' me fahkin' crazy.

[ooc: The figure is Sabriel's construct. Translations: fahkin' = fucking, oah = or, cahe = care.]

wintershepherd

[ Jack has gone back and forth between Keeliai and Tu Vishan several times, each more insistent than before, before returning to his suite to relay this message. He sticks to video because he's a little weary (mentally more than physically) and most of the people he knew needed to hear this news, he knew could see and hear him or the petite, jewel-toned faerie securely perched on his shoulder in the soft folds of his sweater's hood. The feed begins as he's still talking to her and it catches the last of his words and her soft chirping. ]

--et them know, Baby Tooth, just a minute.

[ Then he addresses the screen properly, keeping his voice level and steady. ]

I know everything's been a little crazy lately with... you know, that message--

--but I wanted to let people know, Finnick Odair has gone home. I've looked all over and neither I nor the Wind can't find him anywhere on Tu Vishan or in Sinbrilee. I'm sure he... would have said goodbye, if he'd been able. But I didn't want people to just be looking for him and not realize.

[ a beat and then, unable to think of anything more appropriate to add: ]

Sorry.

[ private to Traci & Korra ]

I'd like to keep the fishing business open, even if it'll have to move to a building not attached to his suite but... I think he'd have liked that, and I don't want you two to be out of jobs. I'll understand if you'd prefer not to, though. I know I've... never really been around it much for supposedly being half the ownership.

youjustlivehere

[A little screen flickered on and the man looked down with the amazement of a small child who’d just discovered chocolate ice cream. He’d been given a basic run down of the features but even still, the fact that there was a miniature movie screen in his bedroom was impressive. He had to wonder what Ling would have thought about something like this, or even the blond kid Edward and his Brother. Outside of a movie theater the best they’d had was radio and even that was used mostly for news and announcements.]

Oh yeah, I could definitely get used to this [Greed leaned in, focusing on the area that had been pointed out to him as the “camera lens”. Could a camera really get that small? This place just kept getting better. Well aside from the whole ‘stranded without anyone you know around’ thing.]

So, there are people watching this right? [He pulled his face back so that he wasn’t just one large violet eye.] Well then, whoever’s out there; I’m GREED.

[And the man raises his left hand up to the screen, showing off the red tattoo on the back ]

I’m not sure what kind of world this is, but it doesn’t matter, because it’s mine now! [He was brimming with confidence now, but he could almost hear Ling chuckling and commenting on how the Prince was sure he’d grown out of that by now. How making ridiculous claims of ownership to a world he’d only just arrived on was probably not the best way to get people to be friends with him. And inwardly he groaned It’s like you’ve become my damn conscience, and you’re not even here! Damn Prince. He thought petulantly. The thought reminded him though of something else they’d told him while he was having ‘bizzaro world orientation’. He was supposed to find a job. Probably the worst fate he could think of short of having his philosopher’s stone destroyed (again). What were his job qualifications? Oh right, killing things and stealing things. That was sure to get him loads of work.]

Oh yeah [He turned his attention back to the camera, scratching the back of his neck with a kind of strange, almost uncomfortable expression] Apparently, I also need to find work. So if you need anything stolen or killed, look me up. [There was another pause as the man looked up at the ceiling for a moment] Well… I also used to own a bar. So I can mix a decent drink too.

langsyne

[For someone who's just found himself the winner of a cheap turtle cruise, Scott looks pretty calm sitting in his suite with his chin propped on the palm of his hand. He's skimmed the console posts and wheedled tiny bits of information from the kedan. He knows something is up with the turtle. ]

God only knows I deserve a vacation on a tropical turtle paradise right about now, but usually when I take my days off I like them sunny, not sickly. [Here he straightens, features losing some of their humor.] I know I'm the new guy around here, but if there's anything I can do to help, let me know.

[Admittedly, this might not be his best move considering he still has no idea why or by whom he was brought here, but no one's killed him (yet) so Scott's taking that as a good sign.]

Oh, and.

[The levity's back in his voice now but it's harder, more forced, and anyone paying attention can hear the undercurrent of worry slowly rising to the surface. He's already asked Tea but she'd only been one person and this turtle place is massive. Can't hurt to ask around more.]

If anyone's seen a group of nine kids - including two fish kids and a head in a jar - I'd also like to know, thanks. You can't miss 'em. Really.

supremefaith

Some training retreat, first I get shanghaied climbing a mountain…now this? [Technology, oh why technology!?] This is…not normal…you have to be a magician to work one of these things…

[As the video cuts on a youngish girl, perhaps in her mid teens can be seen fiddling around with the computer almost as if it were some kind of death trap, or worse…in this case technology does seem to be worse than a death trap.

After several moments devoted to playing with the camera, a camera intent on catching her in various odd angles…most of them are probably not very flattering given the faces she’s currently pulling…she surrenders. It'll be what it'll be apparently.

Judging by her attire, which consists of a basic karate uniform and a black belt, she must be some kind of martial artist…either that or a vagrant.]

Gah…this thing is evil and it must be destroyed…[her blatant irritation is followed by a huff]…where’s Ami-chan when you need her, this is supposed to be her area of expertise. Oh well, at least it’s on and that should count for something.

[Yes turning the computer on is a personal triumph. You must learn to see the positive in the negative.]

I hope I’ve got this set up right otherwise I’m going to look awfully stupid just talking to myself…well…if I am talking to myself no one else would know so that’s a moot point…[oh right…she’s on the air…or whatever. She’ll just straighten herself up abruptly]…konnichiwa! I guess an introduction is proper social conduct, huh? My name is Kino Makoto, but you can call me Mako-chan, or just Mako…I’m not all that picky.

[A beat]

So, I guess I'll get to the point…[she’ll go ahead and scratch the back of her head nervously]…well I know that several things were explained to me when I got here, though I’m still not sure exactly how I got here. I’m trying to digest it all…ah…I guess what I’m asking is for is any more information, whatever you got, or if you just want to say "hi," I’m fine with that too! I’m actually trying to keep myself grounded until I can get my bearings straight…

ironwood

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