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[Mera is sitting at the console in her suite in the Water district, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger. She looks as though she isn't quite sure what to say or how to say it, which is really rare for her]

I don't quite understand it but...I think I was sent back home and then returned here. I wasn't aware that kind of thing could happen but apparently it can. It's strange. There doesn't even feel like there's a gap in my memory. I'm not even quite sure how long I was..."gone". Although, would it even be considered "returning home"? I'm not sure how you would phrase what it is.

[She waves the thought off and changes her focus to something a little more important] That's not the point. If I worried anyone I previously spoke to, I'm sorry. It wasn't my intention. Have I missed much? [She pauses again, looking conflicted and then manages a small smile. The public video shuts off then and switches over to a private one intended for just Arthur and Kaldur. She's not 100% sure they're both still here but if they are...well, they'll see this]

( Private video to Arthur and Kaldur )

quipster

[The terminal comes to life and before it a newcomer sits, leaning back slightly in the chair that he found before it. His eyes are on the bottom of the screen, looking through options that are available and then he realises that yes--he's did get that right, he's seen harder things to navigate. There is a look of relief that passes over his features as he leans slightly forward and while he certainly does not seem annoyed at the situation, there is hint of confusion in those purple eyes; perhaps perplexed, if not mildly amused.] I've seen some crazy things throughout the years--and trust me, living underwater has it's advantages in that department but a giant turtle that deals with you hanging around and populating it's shell?

Now that's patience. I've been told by a reliable source that turtles can have quite an attitude on them, but so I'm assuming that it's not taken a swipe to try to clear all you off as I think the setting would be a little different. More apocalyptic aftermath than street party festival from what I'm seeing.

[He's heard the speech, he's seen the locals and if anything he can feel the tension but the figure is that this could be something obvious, considering they bring complete strangers out of nowhere and throw them into the locals lives. Biting down on his lower lip for a moment in thought though, he is quiet for a moment before returning his attention to the viewer, and when he does there is an attempt at a smile; a teasing lilt to his voice.] Maybe he enjoys the celebration though--now that's not something you expect to see waking up from well--what was supposed to be a permanent sleep, I imagine. And speaking of that, this whole in-between idea. I thought purgatory was supposed to be boring. Doesn't seem to be the case here. I suppose it's best to ask here--since apparently it's the Emperor's business but, maybe you can tell me.

[A pause.]

What are the chances of seeing someone you thought that well, you might have never seen again? Death is the issue, I suppose but since apparently they can bring people from it, do they tend to do that regularly around these parts?

kelpful

[Percy is firmly established in Annabeth's suite again. He's frowning absently at the screen, almost like he's totally forgotten what he was going to say. Instead of words, you get the steady pop pop pop of him messing around with a sheet of bubblewrap in front of him. From the right angle, he appears to be popping it in the shape of a sword. Or a stick. Or maybe just a line.

All of a sudden, his hands stop. He glances at the camera like he's just remembered that it's on, and opens his mouth. Shuts it. Open it again] Hey, I think...I'm seventeen now.

[There's a brief moment of silence before a wide grin breaks out across his face. He laughs, and there's a certain relief in the sound.] Not bad for someone who wasn't supposed to make it past sixteen, huh? Oh man, how did I miss this?

[He leans in towards the screen intently, a certain determination stealing his features. Percy's ADHD brain has caught onto an idea, and it is Extremely Important that it be addressed Right Now] Okay, I know that things are really tight and tense right now for everyone, but this is...well, it's important. Or at least, it'd mean a lot to me. Does anyone know where I could get my hands on some blue food dye? Or like, something that dyes...food...blue.

[That's the same thing, Percy.] I can pay. Or, I don't know, blast you with salt water. I guess no one really wants to swim in the canals right now. [Briefly his expression falls, reminded of what he sees as his failure in trying to save the Water Sector] But yeah, if anyone knows where I could get some, that'd be great.

stagethreeclinger

[ So, Roy hasn't been around that long, but he's gotten to know Keeliai, the natives, heard about the Emperor and definitely picked up on the tension between foreigners and the Kedan, but just out right asking about What The Hell Is Wrong With This Place seems a little too obvious. And lame.

And this way is much more fun. ]

Okay so is there a part of living on the back of a giant magic turtle that isn't supposed to be completely awesome? Because a lot of you seem to be really bummed about it, and I'm starting to think it's more than just a strong case of Stick Up The Ass going around.

[ And frankly, Roy likes looking like the idiot. He raises up a hand holding some kind of Kedanian smoothie in the cafe he's seated in, and gives an 'okay, humor me' kind of gesture. ]

Let's pretend for two seconds that you're all actually the most boring people ever and the part where we're on a monster turtle isn't enough for you - you're getting what's practically a free vacation. A beautiful city on a tropical island that's really more like a cruise, and even a space you can go sit near Yurtle's massive head and zen your neurotic brains out. The closest we have to that at home is legalizing pot.

I know I'm inviting a sea of sarcastic quips to kill my buzz about the whole badass Suessical adventure, so let's try to be organized and civil about this - there's only so much scathing sardonicism I can handle at once. Please fill out the attached form and get back to me:

Your Name: Self explanatory.
Your Age: It'd probably explain some things, I'm jussayin.
Level of Suck of Your Homeworld: On a scale of Fantasia to Bambi. Just trying to keep some perspective.
Your Complaints About Our Magical Turtle Adventure: Let it all out, brothers and sisters. Testify.
Notes: Whatever. How's my hair?

Thank you for your participation! Here is a wavier for your free snow cone! Not really. Sorry.

[ Oh wait, just this last piece here: ] Also, if you know anyone who likes to run around in tights and a mask, maybe a cape, let me know? Thanks! [ A little salute, and he signs out. ]

[[ ooc; If you could, please fill out his permissions post ova hurr, and here's the html for his little questionnaire thing :>

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superoverachiever

Okay, the kedan are seriously getting on my nerves. [Ava's standing in front of her console just so she can keep her hands on her hips and glare unhappily down at the screen.] We didn't ask to be here!

And I really doubt we're gonna get any help we don't make people give us. So, I say we figure out who all's responsible for actual attacks on people and turn 'em over to the guards. Then they pretty much have to something, right?

And seriously, does anybody here know how to read this language yet?

xenocide

[ It had taken Ender a few days before he even checked the network, and a few more days before he decided to place himself upon it. When the video starts, it's the face of just another child -- but one that's exhausted. From his serious demeanor and lack of a smile, he seems much older than he is in all actuality. ]

Earth -- I'm not talking about the sector -- does the name hold any significance to you? I've been wondering how many people here come from a place called Earth and just how many Earths haven't had to face the Bugger Wars. From what I've seen of the guests, many appear human overall and some even with the same technological advancements and understanding that are prominent in my world. If we're trapped in this place between life, dreaming and death, then I suppose it wouldn't be impossible to dream of the existence of alternate Earths.

[ Ender forces a smile, but that's just what it is. Forced. He's really in no mood to showcase good cheer. ]

If it isn't asking too much, even if you don't come from some variation of Earth, I'd like to know about your world. Subsequently, I can tell you anything you wish to know about mine. I'm sure I'm not the only one who has noticed that we're being kept in the dark by the natives here. What they know and what they're planning doesn't concern me as much as our lack of understanding about the universes that surround us. I feel the better we understand one another, the more trust we can put in each other and the better equipped we become as a whole to any crisis that may arise. Sometimes, in a war, the most crippling blow can be dealt not by the enemy but by lies and mistrust.

That's all. Thank you for your time.

littlecousin

[Hey folks, it's Nita! She's back and seems a little the worse for wear--her hair and skin are looking dry, and she's not nearly as bright-eyed and bushy-tailed as usual.]

Uh, hi everyone. I'm out of jail. [Obviously. And she's displaying no awareness that leading with that might give new people the wrong impression.] I'm fine. Evandau just wanted someone to harass about the cloning facility. [She's checked the network and seen that Percy went public with that.]

I might be butting in here [and she clearly doesn't care] but has anyone taken any technological steps to remediate the ecological damage? [Nita does not usually break out words like "remediate."] I ran some numbers on carrying capacity, and it's not pretty. [She holds up a sheet of paper covered with equations in her handwriting and a truly terrible overhead drawing of the turtle labeled with various scribbled notes and arrows.] I want someone to check my math, though. Mister Stark? Or somebody. I made a lot of assumptions and I probably missed something.

[Accompanying the video transmission is a text file in English that has her math transcribed. It's a back-of-the-envelope solution based on a lot of conservative assumptions and oversimplified in places, but all the calculations are right, and Nita clearly knows a lot about ecology and the math behind specific problems like soil erosion and agricultural output. The file does not, sadly, include ASCII art of her turtle diagram.

Nita's conclusion is that Keeliai is in trouble unless Something Is Done.]

Anyway, I'd be interested in talking to the engineering and science types about this, 'cause I think we can at least buy some time even if we can't fix the underlying problem.

( encrypted 30% to Arthur, Mera, Kaldur, Percy, Septimus, Amon, Tarrlok, and Finnick )

( encrypted 30% to Kon )

[OOC: Anyone capable of hacking the default encryption, go ahead! Nita just hits the button labeled ~~"Batman please read this"~~"private" and calls it good.]

relentlesstide

[For anyone who might have seen the lighter Arthur during the snow event, or even before then, that isn’t the man sitting in front of the console today. This is every bit King Orin, solemn and serious, businesslike despite still being damp from the canals. Mera is sitting in his lap so that both of them show up in the video, looking just as solemn, displeased almost. Whatever it is, it’s something that concerns them both, obviously. Arthur is the one who speaks first.]

The marine life in the canals are showing signs of distress. Something is wrong with the water, and I believe it’s getting worse. They’re... starving. [A flash of worry breaks through the serious expression; he’s been picking up on a lot of this distress in the last twenty four hours or so, finding it difficult to tune out.]

[Mera speaks up next, shifting a bit in her husband’s lap] While I can’t speak for the condition of the sea life as well as Arthur can, I can confirm that there is absolutely something wrong with the water. [She holds her hand up to the camera. In it is a cube of what looks like hardened, very cloudy water.] I’ve taken a sample from the canal but science isn’t exactly my area of expertise.

The marine life in the Water Sector are dying slowly. I know there are those of you who don’t care about the life being lost, but this will likely affect everyone who lives in this sector. And if you rely on the water in the canals, please be careful. [The shadow of a slight grimace crosses his expression for a second, a headache maybe, from so much psychic distress.]

[Mera frowns, ducking a bit to press a kiss to Arthur’s temple. She doesn’t care who sees her being affectionate with him.] And if there is anyone who would like a sample of the canal water to look at, well, I’ll happily provide you with one. I can make more cubes like this one.

[ooc: Green is Mera, regular text is Arthur. Both will be responding.]

kelpful

[Percy is in his own suite for once, mostly so that any backlash from this won’t be directed at Annabeth. This attempt is marred a little by the fact that he has her shield on the desk in front of him, but oh well. Unlike his usually cheery face, his expression now is a little drawn, frowning]

Okay, I’m not really sure how to bring this up, so I’m just going to say it. It’s really important – as in, related to all of us being here – so you probably all want to hear this. But it might be upsetting, too? I don’t know how everyone’s going to feel about this, which is why it’s taken a while to come up. But with the palace starting to kidnap people involved off the streets, I think that people should know.

A couple of weeks ago, the underwater barrier went down. I don’t know how or why, but a couple of people were able to get past it and under the turtle itself. There was some kind of facility there that the kedan were taking supplies to, and when we went to have a closer look…

[He pauses for a second, before ultimately deciding to just forge ahead] It was a cloning facility. There were clones there of us – for some reason they were in giant light bulb tanks? I don’t even know. I don’t know if that means that we’re clones, or that they’ve just been making copies or something, but that’s what we found. We would’ve looked for more information, but the kedan decided to blow the whole place up, I guess. [He’s going to neglect to mention Kara’s helping hand with that] Ever since that happened, the new people arriving haven’t been pulled out of the ocean.

[He leans back, hand absently tapping on the edge of Annabeth’s shield] That’s all I know. And now Nita’s been basically kidnapped by the palace. You know, considering that swimming places isn’t exactly a capital offence. [The scowl is more of a glare now, and it kind of becomes apparent that Percy is actually really freaking angry]

So if anyone else wants to find out what the hell is going on – well, you probably shouldn’t talk to me about it, I kind of just painted a giant target on my forehead. But you guys have the information now, so do what you can with it.

flawedgoods

[If Favrielle looks distracted and not quite as polished as she usually does, it's because she didn't sleep much last night, and is very clearly worried.]

Has anyone seen or spoken to Nita--that is, Namorita Prentiss, in the last twenty-four hours? I expected her at dinner last night and thought perhaps she had just forgotten, but I'm having difficulty reaching her. She's not responded to my private messages...

[She pauses, a moment, as if expecting an answer, and then continues.]

For those of you not acquainted, she's average height, blonde, and beautiful, really. Her ears taper to a point at the top, and she has wings on her ankles. If anyone has any news of her whereabouts, it would be very much appreciated. Thank you.

apologiesmyking

[Kaldur takes in the location as calmly as he can after having the strange location explained to him. He knows that this is a city on the back of a turtle—which sounds vaguely like something out of one of the books on surface-dweller mythology he had read once—but why he had been chosen and how cut off his final memories were before arriving here was still a mystery.]

It is said that to better understand your surroundings you must look at it with many eyes. [He is formal, but genial. He does not wish to start a confrontation on his first day.] I am known as Aqualad. It is a very…unique situation in which I find myself. Where we are and how we may have come to be here has been explained to me, but I would greatly appreciate any further information that those who come before me are willing to provide. The frequency of arrivals, whether others have managed to leave before, and general disposition of the native inhabitants would be very helpful. Those I have met so far have been...amicable, I can say.

[If none respond, he will have to seek a less direct route of coming by the information. He bows his head slightly, but visibly.] Thank you for your time.

queenoftheseas

[Mera looks less than pleased as she stands in front of the terminal, arms folded over her chest. It's probably about time she spoke to people herself but she's not happy about it. Gotta try to be less grouchy than Arthur though]

I really do not appreciate being plucked out of the sea like some kind of fish. I don't appreciate being tossed into a cart after being plucked from the sea either. I'm not a trout waiting to be sold in a market. [She's really just complaining because this is weird. Better to complain than to seem lost]

Did if ever occur to anyone that I might be happier in the sea? No, of course not. Why would you ask someone if they would rather stay in the water than be brought up onto land.

[She lets out a calming breath, pinching the bridge of her nose]

I'm sorry. Being irritated really won't help anything and it's not the point right now anyway. What I want to know is how many people here are familiar with Atlantis, have heard of it or are even from there? I know my husband has already spoken to some of you but I want to speak to you myself. It's not all that important but I'm curious. [She considers asking about the Justice League too but she knows that some of Arthur's "friends" are rather secretive. That might not be received well]

That's it, I suppose. This is nonsense...

ironwood

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