tushanshu | Entries tagged with † nico di angelo

[ ever had to skype over an infinitely shitty and slow wi-fi? imagine that but worse - with all the lagging and pixelated video you can imagine. nico's no tech expert and generally avoids using the console when he can, but amongst all the chaos, not everyone can just easily shadow travel to other districts to find out if people they know are okay. hence, the sort of psa to follow: ]

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[ the video glitches again, this time stuck on a repetition of that last syllable, so it sounds like it's fading out with a hiss. ]

[ ooc: all he said was "there's something wrong with this", roughly twice before deciding to quit the broadcast! ]

oneofthegoodguys

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iguanasolution

So, I'm not... [A sigh as he runs a hand through his hair.]

I had never had to do any of these before, but it's like- people do deserve it, one of these. Right? Even if their names are said on the radio when they leave it feels impersonal. But at the same time it feels like I'm mourning them? Which I am not. I really don't want to do that since it's not like they died, they really didn't. [Frank's the one that did, because he happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time- even if he did have the best of companies with him to make sure he didn't harm anyone.]

They just went back home. And while that's not really a relief in some cases sometimes it is in this one now that we know we somehow manage to survive after everything goes to- well. And sometimes we just have to be glad they are there to fight their battles, even if... even if they will be missed.

[A pause.]

Percy Jackson and Leo Valdez are both gone.

Any promise, offer or favor they owed consider it mine. I obviously can't do a lot of the things Leo did when it comes to machines or things Percy did with sealife and water, and I wish I could do something about that. [He wishes he hadn't been the one to stay, not when Leo and Percy were the actually useful ones.]

But I will still do my best.

[Private to Milyn]

I haven't checked on you, sorry. I've been kind of busy in the clinic since I came back and. Well, I never liked coming up with excuses: I just thought I would finally check on you.

So.

What's up?

sophos

[It's Annabeth! A little less tired than she's been the last few months, but somehow a little more fidgety.]

Everyone knows we're basically here to fight that creature, right? I call him Mally, since saying his name is still dangerous unless properly warded. [A beat.] Thus far he's been impossible to kill, but not to defeat or pushback.

[She runs a hand through her hair, apparently not realizing she's just tugged out a handful of strands from her ponytail.] What I want to know is - what we know about that. About all the other times he's been stopped in the past.

It seems kind of stupid to keep hoarding it, since we all have a stake in what happens. [Hahaha that's funny Annabeth, with what she's potentially sitting on. Mages more powerful than Eshai and sketchy allies, how do they work??] People have been sacrificed to stop him before - Emperor Eshai's sister among them, to extend the life of another turtle, Asti's sister Sinbrilee. Mally was trapped in someone's body and torn to pieces at least once, too. If we need to stop him permanently, we need to know what works and what doesn't.

[Tapping her fingers absently on the desk in front of her rn.] About a year ago, when the turtle dove underwater, the barrier was breached by reanimated corpses - jiangshi - and it's more than likely Mally was responsible. Eshai believed so herself. The creature primarily works through manipulation and subtleness, rather than flash and spotlights. He might be laying low as of late, but that doesn't necessarily mean he's doing nothing.

[Maybe she just wants as many people as possible to know whatever they can, because the more people who can be proactive, the less she has to do the same. And maybe she wants to compare to what Eva's told her, too, before deciding how to go about dealing with it.]

bindsthedead

[When Sabriel's face shows up on the screen, it's even paler than normal, and the dark circles under her eyes are clearly visible.]

I need to know if anyone here has any knowledge of the Realm of Death in this world beyond what we were able to find out in Sinbrilee. [A pause.] Please. It will be of considerable help in dealing with the Enemy.

And for those of you who have arrived since it attempted to attack the turtle- do not underestimate it. Do not speak its name. It is every bit as dangerous as you were told it was, and possibly more. And it can corrupt people's minds- or possess them outright. And it is not going to be stopped by guns, or swords, or the simpler forms of magic. We must find a way to destroy or bind it, or it may follow us back to our own worlds, and do there what it has already done here.

We need to keep the turtles safe. They're- they're babies, and they represent this world's best hope for recovery. Aside from the turtle whose shell we stand on, they are the last of their kind.

( Locked to Evandau )

( Locked to Asshole Secret Service )

( Locked to students )

( Locked to Amon )

everylittlegirl

[Hayley rolls her eyes, appearing distinctly nonchalant about the whole thing. The nervous twitches of her muscles and constant movement will belie this calm to anyone paying close attention, revealing her deeper anxiety.]

Don't talk to him. It's just what he wants.

( Private messages to: Sharon Carter, Bruce Banner, Kon-El, Clark Kent, Bart Allen )

baniichan

[Barnaby's curls look as perfect as always (thanks for the recommendation, Monet!), and he wears a pleasant, polite expression when his feed turns on. Some people might notice that his way of speaking is measured and deliberate, as if he's quite used to having all eyes on him.]

Engineering has always been an interest of mine, especially robotics. I didn't get much time to devote to it, though, mainly because of my hero work back home. [Or, rather, he didn't allow himself the time, but...details.]

Although I have no trouble keeping myself busy these days, I still have more free time than I'm used to. Other people here can relate, I'm sure.

At any rate, would anyone be willing to lend me some technical manuals? Or, alternatively, tell me whether there's a place where I can find something like that?

Thank you.

necrokinetic

[ there is a scrawny, shaggy-haired teen on the screen. he does not look particularly impressed to be on the screen. his hands are shoved into the pockets of his jacket and one might wonder if that slight frown is a permanent fixture of his face. ]

What happens to the dead here?

[ out of everything, it's his most pressing question about this place. sure he's had it up to here with being unwillingly trapped anywhere, he's down a 40 ft statue, and there's a million other questions rapidly milling about in his head, but the most concerning thing right now is that lack of a certain presence — one that's almost become a staple in his life. try as he might, he can't seem to sense the underworld, which being a son of hades, is reason enough to worry. (plus there's a distinct lack in his ability to just shadow travel out of here, which he suspects might tie into the whole thing).

making a post hadn't been his first option, but since finding his suite hadn't exactly brought any new information, he'd turned to the console as a resort. ]

I need someone who can answer other questions too. Real answers. [ none of that half-answered, roundabout, dodging of the kedan. preferably the same person who brought him here, but he'll wait to see if that's going to happen as easily as he hopes. ]

alderwood

[The Alderwood Commander's office is lit by a half dozen paper lanterns strung behind him, casting a dim light over the files neatly stacked to one side. He is seated, arms rested stiffly on the desk's surface. There are lines of tension in his face and his posture shows signs of general exhaustion.]

Let's skip the formalities and the obvious. [That 'obvious' reference being related to Tu Vishan coming to a stop and all powers reduced to nothing.] Time for you Foreigners to step up to bat.

[A breath in, a breath out; it's no easy to speak about what is going on.]

It's name is Malicant and it's here. Tu Vishan is too sick, too fast; the only thing strong enough to do that is Malicant. We've seen it before and it wasn't easy to push back. Killed too many, came too close with the rest, but we did it. For a time. I don't have more than that. This thing takes whatever form it wants and uses whatever means it fancies to destroy. That's it. That's what I know.

[He focuses solely on the screen.]

I trust you with the name, but don't spread it around. We don't need widespread panic in the kedan -- it'll only make your jobs harder and its power stronger.

[That's right: Your jobs. Its power.]

This won't be glamorous, but if Malicant went about its business openly, then we wouldn't be stuck here. [He'd have personally gutted it if it did. Twice.] I've got a handful of leads -- [A wry, bitter smile.] conspiracies, you'll think -- and I need you to follow-up on them. Track down the source and uncover what's wrong, then fix it. That's why you're here, so stop whining about having nothing to do.

Want to help? Report in at the precinct station at the heart of Keeliai and tell them I sent you. Bring a team or you'll be put on one, then briefed on a lead I need you to look into. Do whatever you need to get the job done.

It's a long shot, but it's all we got. [He reaches for the console's controls, then pauses.] And first one to say I hid it ought to save us all the time and just jump off the turtle. You know what I do -- anything more, and you'd think it could be predicted. It can't. [He kills the feed.]

[ooc: connection issues here, so delays on tagbacks; sorry!]

liveagain

[The face that appears in the video feed is young with golden eyes and doesn’t seem to be aware that her console is broadcasting video. She actually looks a little confused as her brow crinkles as she tries to remember what the kedan said about using the console. For those actually paying close attention there’s a hint of concern in her gaze. ]

Oh…

[There’s a slight shuffle as she props her chin in one hand and leans on her elbow, her other arm crossed over her chest.]

Hello. [Another pause and her lips purse for a moment. This is almost as weird as sending an Iris Message honestly.] My name is Hazel Levesque. I was curious if anyone might be willing to give me another quick tutorial on how to use this console. They went through it really fast.

[She falls silent again, as she tries to figure out if she should ask about her friends.]

I’m looking for my friends if they’re here. [The way she says it makes it clear that she’s torn about whether or not she really wants to know if her friends are or aren’t in Tu Vishan, but she covers it up by moving on to the next matter of business and making her voice shift to a more chipper tone. The image however, continues to hold a certain amount of concern and the crinkle between her brows still hasn’t gone away although it isn’t so much confusion anymore as it is worry about what could be happening at home without her.]

And maybe a job, as I’ve been told I will need to find one in order to be a productive member of the community. I’m good with horses and art. I hope those are useful to someone here, but I won’t mind jobs like cleaning or organizing either, they were regulars on the duty roster back home.

iguanasolution

[Frank begins this post by raising his hands up.]

First of all, sorry. I know you must be tired of all these 'oh no we've lost our powers what do' posts if you didn't have any powers to begin with but it is kind of a big deal. And we don't even know how long it will last. So.

Yeah.

[Deep breath, exhale]

Alright so, we're focusing on training without powers and stuff- which is an awesome idea, and I offer my help to anyone who would take training from a teenager.

But maybe we should also be wondering why? Is it really because the turtle is sick or is... someone [hint hint]... trying to make us as vulnerable as possible? If that's the case we should really be getting ready for an attack.

truesight

[ well this is. weird. and Rachel has some heavy experiences with weird, weird is practically her best friend. so the fact that she looks a tiny bit confused when the transmission starts, the fact that she's sort of wincing in that 'hey, I'm the new kid in class, sorry if I start glowing and rambling on about things that make no sense' way she's adopted since she gained her abilities, is saying something. she can't really be here, she knows she has things to do back home, the Oracle doesn't exactly get a vacation, not when Percy's missing and three new heroes show up to camp, only one of them can't remember anything, and they've just left on this quest, and it's all very stressful and worrisome-- rightright, she can't be here.

but she's already got the 411, already asked around until someone pointed her in the direction of her suite, even managed to get someone to show her how the computer works. not that she's tecno-challenged ( she had a flip phone back home, okay ) but she doesn't want to mess anything up here. if this is some kind of test, some weird game the Gods felt like putting her through even though se's as mortal as an be, she's going to do it right.

even if she has a really bad feeling that this has nothing to do with Apollo's terrible sense of humor. ]

So. Hi. [ here's a quick wave ( are there scribbles on her palm? yes ), a nod, and a You-Betcha-This-is-at-Least-50%-Forced grin ] My name's Rachel Dare, I'm a Gemini, and I'll draw a very flattering portrait of the first person that volunteers to show me around this place, completely free of charge. I've already started a little map, but- [ she's looking at her hand again tilting her head ] -it's really just the directions to get to where I showed up, to here. Which isn't much. I'm a visual kinda girl, so you'll have to be patient enough to let me sketch while we walk around. I can handle being dropped into an unfamiliar place with little to no background information, but if I'm going to be living here? I'll need a map and for someone to point me in the direction of the best place to get strong coffee as soon as possible.

Oh and hey, Apollo, if you can hear me? [ she's squinting at the camera now, not maliciously, but in a 'challenge accepted' way ] I've totally got this under control. [ nodnod, oh yeah, then she reaches up to shut off the feed ]

lostundercover

There's something happening. People are talking about self-defense and barriers. There's some plague going around, we're still on rations, the kedan don't like us, and things are only getting worse. Everyone's realized that by now.

The question is, who knows what's going to happen next?

Oh, and if anyone has any idea what happens to the people who leave here? The ones that disappear? That would be appreciated.

[60% Encryption to: Bruce Banner]
We should talk.

[60% Encryption to: Arthur]
I want to ask you about something.

[60% Encryption to: Bucky (MCU)]
You were a soldier, right?

[60% Encryption to: Pepper]
We should get a cup of coffee.

hackingyoursensors

When I arrived here, I assumed the barrier had been meant to keep us in and that the Emperor controlled it. By now, I think it's obvious that that's not the case. The barrier is meant to keep things out. When Tu Vishan dove underwater, the barrier stayed up and held back the jingashi. But they broke through and, judging by the kedans' reactions, that had never happened before. In fact, I asked around. It hasn't ever happened before, not until lately.

Point two: a satellite falls out of the sky, breaks through the barrier, and lands on Tu Vishan. First of all, this suggest that there is-- or was-- some kind of long-distance communication technology. It also suggests that the barrier is weakening even more. Before, it took the stress of thousands of jingashi to weaken the barrier. Now all it takes is debris. Big debris, sure, but decidedly less stress than the jingashi.

As for the Emperor, it's possible she's contributing power to maintain the barrier, but it doesn't originate from her. Tu Vishan is the one maintaining it.

I know everyone's concerned about what's coming, but we can't let that distract us completely from the big picture. My point is that we need to slow down and rethink what we think we know. Since the barrier is our first line of defense against any outside invasion, let's start there. What do we know, what do we think we know, and how can that help us?

[The text has been helpfully translated into French, Chinese, Spanish, Italian, German, and Japanese.]

eye_of_isis

[The feed clicks on to a very annoyed blondish/reddish haired girl with purple stripes in her hair. When she speaks, she has a British accent, though it’s not very strong. Those knowledgeable about ancient Egypt and its mythology might recognize the amulet around her neck—it’s a Knot of Isis or a tyet]

I don’t care about these kedan blokes or the turtle—though I am sorry he’s sick and all, it really isn’t my fault and there’s nothing I can do to help him, you’d want Jaz for that—I just want to get home. I am a very busy girl who has no time for any of this Tu Whatever nonsense. If anyone as seen my father, and trust me you can’t miss him, please let him know that Sadie’s here and is really very unamused by all of this. He's Dr. Julius Kane.

[She pauses, which for those listening is probably a blessing since she didn’t seem inclined to stop talking. She starts right back up, though]

I’m also looking for Carter Kane, Amos Kane, Zia Rashid, or Walt Stone. [Should she...oh, it can't hurt] Or maybe a small, really ugly man named Bes. I mean it when I say he’s ugly, there is no way you’d forget about him if you saw him he is that ugly. And he’s proud of it, so don’t anyone start trying to lecture me on damaging someone’s self-esteem or whatever. Or even Isis or Bast, who again you really can't miss. But if anyone’s seen or heard of any of those people, let me know straight away.

[She hesitates before shutting the feed off. What else can she say? Hopefully name dropping Isis would get whoever was in charge of this place to send her back]

wintershepherd

[ It's later in the evening (what passes for his morning, after sleeping through the heat of the day) and this is coming from a public cafe console tagged with Jack's ID (he doesn't know how to make it anonymous anyway). He fidgets with the speaker for a moment causing a smidge of feedback before seeming to reach a decision and soldiering forward with his question. ]

Hey I... know everyone's busy with, uh, getting things back together after last week but-- does anyone know a good way to tell dreams from memories if you... don't remember whether it happened or not?

backbiter

[The video flickers on and Luke is sitting at one the consoles. The way the light hits his face makes his scar look sinister. He doesn't really see the difference between this and the Iris messages. Wel of course there was the whole electronically thing.] This isn't exactly what I pictured when I said I'd try for a second life. But.. hey, how could anyone complain? [Though he is a little tired of all these twists and turns that plague his life.]

My name is Luke Castellan. I'm not going to outright offer my help, I'm not too sure why I'm even here. [Other than to just rub salt in a fresh wound.] Call me a party pooper but I might make things worse rather than better. [Because in all honesty he's got a record for doing that.

He huffs a laugh.] I used to be better at introductions. [Luke looks away.] That was a long time ago though.

So I guess we all just play little village until we leave, right? [He's being a little sarcastic here.]

iguanasolution

[Frank decides to go with a voice post for this. It’s not that he minds using video but he’s freaking out enough without showing his face to all the population in this place, thank you very much.]

Okay, so… […Still, it’s pretty easy to tell how awkward Frank is feeling about the whole thing just with the sound of his voice.] Hello, I guess? I think this thing is supposed to connect me to the whole network but I’m not sure who ‘the whole network is’? So here’s to hope someone who’s able to actually help me will get this.

I’m Frank Zhang. If anyone recognizes that name please contact me, you know who you are. [’Di immortales please don’t let me be alone in this place’ is left unsaid but is still somehow made very clear. Even a son of Mars needs his friends in this kind of situation.]

I-… uh, I’m also a good hunter, and I heard there’s some kind of food rationing going on? So if there’s some kind of hunting place or something like that I could probably help? I don’t know. [A loud sigh, and the sound of shifting.] I just want to be useful, I guess.

dustonmyfeet

[The girl on the screen is tiny, likely barely more than 12. Her arms are folded across her chest, and her eyes, pale, seem to glare at the screen.]

[. . . Kind of. There’s also something a little off about that glare. It doesn’t quite seem to focus like a glare should.]

Okay, so whose bright idea was it to put dirt on some of the turtle shell, but not all of it? If you’re going to put dirt on a turtle in the first place, you should at least not be stupid about it and finish it off.

Also, what kind of turtle are we talking about here? Is this a turtle-duck, or a lion-turtle, or what? I tried to ask one of those kedan guys, but they wouldn’t tell me.

[A small smirk, highly self-satisfied.]

Guess they were still sore.

[She shrugs.] Anyway, name’s Toph for anyone who cares. You’ll learn it soon enough.

traitorously

[Hey Foreigners there is a cutie brunette on your screen right now. She’s tapping her chin a little thoughtfully, eyeing the camera] Okay, so I get the whole other realm, hi-you’re-on-a-turtle-and-also-there-are-computers thing. Which, weird – seriously, who expects the afterlife to be so high tech? Also, sorry about the possession thing, that must've sucked. But I have something a little more important to ask about right now.

[She leans back and gestures at herself. She’s wearing a green dress that, while it looks good on her, isn’t exactly appropriate for every day wear] Does anyone have clothes I could borrow? Pants, especially pants. You have no idea how long it’s been since I even saw a pair of jeans.

Other than that, does anyone know if there’s a dance club around here or something? I had a look around myself, but maybe someone who’s been here longer can help. There’s gotta be some place teenagers can go to let loose, right? [She winks, and reaches forward to turn off the camera when something else appears to occur to her]

Oh yeah! I’m A – Catty, I’m Catty. [She holds her hand up in a Vulcan salute] Greetings to my fellow inter-dimensional travellers. Especially those of you with pants.

Tu Shanshu

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