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[ Jack's voice is quiet, nearly monotone and there are dark hollows under his eyes. ]

There's something you should know about the snow in the open areas between the domes. Some of the snow I make has magic in it, and what it does is make people more open to loosening up and playing around in it. It has to do with my center being Fun, it was never intended to hurt anyone but... it did.

Even though this time was an accident... it was also in the big snowfall last March. If you spent a lot of time outside that weekend, you probably got at least a little dose of it. A couple people already knew about this but I'm the one who should have said something before this. Long before, I was just--

I've already tried to break as much of the effect as I can between the three main domes, it should be mostly clear now and back to regular snow.

[ Which might explain the ill effect it seems to have had on him; he's been literally trying to undo the very essence of himself he expended into it. He takes a breath as though to add something else then apparently thinks better of it, reaching over and turning the console off. ]

magicalpadawan

[Today, Molly's sprawled out in a chair near her console. Behind her, a decorated Christmas tree is shimmering, sometimes existing, other times not, colored lights twinkling on the ceiling. It's really only an excuse to practice -- and to get a bit of the Christmas spirit in her, too.]

So, uh, happy turtle birthday to me, I guess. Do I get some sort of prize for being here a year?

[There's a pause, in which some people might be able to make out the faint sounds of Nat King Cole singing 'The Christmas Song', and Molly bites her lip a bit.]

I wasn't in much condition to pay attention last year, but. Christmas. Does anyone do anything for it around here? 'Cause I probably will, if anyone is interested. You might want to stay away if you have a thing about magic, though.

spideyfanone

[It's hard to be sure of the camera's angle, but it's definitely propped up somehow, with the speaker hanging upside-down from the ceiling, because why not. Scrawny, scruffy, in his early teens, and some kind of fuzzy, blue elf-demon. When he speaks, it's with a clipped Brooklyn accent.]

So... the turtle is new and different. I've done space whales, but not reality-turtles.

Anyway. Longshot, but any of my team here? Lookin' for a General James Howlett especially, or Miz Alison Blaire? ...Hercules? ...Emmaline Frost-Summers? I mean, she doesn't even like me and I think she's a goddess now, but worth a shot.

Guessing not, though, so does anybody need somethin' fixed? Because I hate being bored, and unless somebody's got a mission that needs doing, I'mma be a huge pain in the butt.

hijackedbread

[The video clicks on to show a boy of seventeen staring at the screen. The kedan have just shown him how to work the console and he assumes he’s meant to broadcast, as he would in Panem. So he flashes a winning smile, one that doesn’t quite stretch to his eyes.]

Hello. My name is Peeta Mellark, from District 12. They said this isn’t the Capitol. To be honest, I’m not entirely sure where Keeliai is or why I’m here. But I know that the Emperor wouldn’t bring me here without a reason and I trust her wisdom. I appreciate how welcoming you have been and I look forward to learning more about you and to fulfilling my duties here.

[The tribute is incredibly charming, but those who are extremely perceptive would be able to detect that nearly every word is a lie and may notice the sound of handcuffs being pulled taut. He pauses and his smile falters.]

If any other Victors have been welcomed here, I would be glad to be reunited with them again.

aloadeddie

[No video today, because like hell is Arthur going to just flash his pimply teenage face across the network for everyone to see. While normally this would put him into hermit mode, something else has happened which has made him come to the network - for help, maybe, though he's frankly grasping at straws here.

Mostly, he doesn't want to admit the truth to himself.

Ariadne probably woke up. Without him.]

If anyone has any information on the whereabouts of Ariadne - brown hair, brown eyes, aged 23, 5-foot-four - I'll pay you for it.

[He studiously ignores the teenaged tone of his voice, and plows on.]

And if anyone has caused her harm, they will live to regret it.

fuzzyelf

[Kurt's crouched on the chair by the console looking a lot smaller and younger than before. The shirt he's wearing is almost falling off one shoulder but the sleeves are rolled all the way up. So okay, he's conflicted about the whole thing because on the one hand, what the hell at everything going on. On the other, he's totally more adorable than Prussia.]

As fun as it is, I kind of want to get off this ride now, thanks.

[Give him a few hours and he'll be outside doing flips and jumping around everywhere. Because he doesn't have his teleporting ability at this age.]

dustonmyfeet

[There's a woman in the video feed. The woman looks rather like Toph -- same heavy, dark hair, same pale, unfocused eyes. But she's definitely not 13. Try closer to 30 or 40. A 30-40 year old woman wearing a sheet.]

Okay, so this morning I woke up with boobs.

[Okay, yeah, it's Toph. The dry cynicism is totally there, as well as the flat expression. The voice, though, is definitely lower.]

And my legs and arms are way too long. You know what kind of problems that causes when you're blind?

All I can say is, at least I'm still blind. And my earthbending is still on. . . . I'd say thanks for that, but you know, still kind of in the what the hell stage.

I'm going to need some bigger clothes. Probably from someone who's got boobs too. Not like it bugs me, but pretty sure people protest when you just wander around town in a sheet.

justlittle

I've been on the turtle for six months now, but I've never seen a time with so few "Hi I'm new" posts to the Net. What does that mean? Is the Emperor done recruiting now?

[It's a simple message, straight and to the point. It's then repeated in French, Spanish, German, Dutch, Armenian, and Greek.]

idavid

[So someone forgot in the midst of all the exploring and socializing that he should have been making preparations for his bi-monthly maintenance.

It was this guy, right here. Time flies when you're having fun.

He pops on the feed, looking a bit nervous.]

Hello again. I have an urgent request for whoever can help me. I was not particularly forward with the information that I am an android, in part because of my concern at being treated as less than an average individual. However, I have come to regret that as I have a service of maintenance that I require within the next two days, and I did not think to prepare for this preemptively.

My system requires replenishing of a hydraulic fluid that works most similarly with how the human system needs blood. I have to do this every two weeks to remain fully functional. I am not certain if anyone can take a sample and replicate it, but this is my request.

Otherwise, while my power can never run out and I can never die, I will lose mobility and possibly malfunction in other ways.

If anyone is capable of assisting, I would be indebted to you and am willing to provide my services in whatever fashion you may require. I hope for the best. [David gives a troubled smile before ending the video.]

[[ooc: now featuring plotting post for the scientists that are getting involved.]]

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.))

idavid

[David had been too busy taking in the city of Keeliai as well as Sinbrilee his first couple of days here. He'd even visited the Bacchanal before he'd even introduced himself to the mass of foreigners via the network. It was at a point now where he could calm his excitement for a moment and bring himself back to his suite, acquainting himself with the archaic machine--by his standards.

The feed comes on, and he's perched in front of it with a pleasant expression on his face.]

Hello. My name is David. I believe I have taken enough time getting acquainted with the city. It is about time I acquaint myself with my fellow foreigners.

I was surprised upon my arrival here but I find this an interesting opportunity to settle into. My previous occupation was on board an exploration vessel and in a roundabout way, I find myself in the same position, but a different place.

[Also someone did some digging back, at least in the more recent network posts.]

I'm coming to understand that we are from many different worlds as well. I would be very interested in learning about the places that you all are from.

I look forward to my time here. I wish a good day to my fellow foreigners.

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.']

grayatonement

[Sylar turns on the console. Before the screen is a man who looks nothing like Sylar himself. Instead, he sits in a full suit with horn-rimmed glasses adorning his very Jack Coleman-like appearance. When he addresses the camera, it's confident, professional, and direct.]

My name is Noah Bennet. I'm an Agent in a very specialized division of Homeland Security within the United States Government.

If anyone here knows anything about.. potentially extraordinary individuals, or works with the U.S. government, I'd like to speak to you.

Thank you.

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.]

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.

virginprice

[Alcuin had sat down at his console to ask his fellow Foreigners a perfectly innocent question, only to be greeted by Malicant. He's shaken, though it only shows in the way his voice carries a little more asperity than usual.]

Whether it was ignorance or malice that caused someone to summon that here, I hope they have learned better- though indeed, such knowledge would seem to come too late.

[He shakes his head. Never mind. There's little to be done about it now.]

But that was not the matter I intended to speak of. I seek someone with the knowledge of how to care for young trees, for I have found one and know little of their husbandry.

atomicpink

So, I've been thinking.

[Eve doesn't waste a lot of time getting the video started. She's been spending a lot of her time laying low - partly because she's worried about dealing with things, but mostly because she wanted to find out more about the turtle.]

The things here...All of the clothes, and the food. It's different from my home, so I imagine for a lot of you it's different too. How many of you want something more like what you had back home?

[Though, really, she wouldn't have considered offering anything if it wasn't for Isaac. Oh well. She had other things on her mind, but being able to use her powers again...Was a comforting thought.]

If you do want something from home - food, clothes, whatever, you can just find me in the Earth sector. It shouldn't be too hard, just look for the redhead in pink.

khan_artist

[When the video feed starts, there's nothing but the side of a black chair, the man sitting in it was looking away from the monitor in thought. The background was obviously a suite in the Fire Sector, if the elegant design and the lit yellow and red hanging lanterns were anything to go by. As the man looked out the window behind him, he finally spoke.]

If any foreigners have new information regarding those that reside in the palace, I urge you to contact me as soon as possible. It’s become quite apparent that the Emperor is rather selective with whom she shares information with.

[That deep, penetrating voice was one of idle interest, which may have been because he seemed distracted. Finally, the chair turned from whatever had his attention. The man was sitting straight and he gave a guileful look down to the camera, straight at the viewers.]

It has also come to my attention that I am not the only one from my "world" as it were. Some of you may have seen others wearing similar clothing to mine. [Blue eyes with green flecks glanced downward at the Starfleet symbol on his black, long-sleeve shirt.] I’ll spare you the details of my "home". You may call me: Khan. [There was a dark purr of satisfaction on the last word. Having free reign to use his actual name for the first time in over year was incredibly satisfying.]

Many have called for unity amongst us "foreigners" and I am ready to do what must be done so we not only get the answers we want, but also to eliminate this menace we were summoned to fight. My combat and strategic knowledge are available for any effective measures against this essence known as Malicant.

[If he’s fully aware of what saying that name means, the only give away would be his eyes becoming lidded as he raised his eyebrows upon uttering the name.]

There is also the abundance of foreigners with powers and abilities above and beyond the limits of baseline individuals. If a list has been made of these beings and their known capabilities, I request a copy if possible.

[A beat filled with an almost imperceptible squint.]

Thank you for your time, that is all.

[95% Encryption; Pepper Potts]

I believe Stark Industries is the leading force in technological advancement in Keeliai. Ms. Potts, I would like a tour of your facilities and a description for each of the positions you have available; and the ones that are not. I believe you'll find my extensive knowledge of technology to be an asset. Even to the considerable pool of intellect currently in your employ.

[100% Starfleet Encryption; Jim Kirk, Spock.]

Contact me as soon as possible. Whether it is over the network or in person does not matter to me.

[He leaned forward in his chair]

I imagine we both have questions that need answers.

insecrets

[Yeah, Finnick has completely lost the will to even do a video post at this point. His voice sounds a bit hollow as he speaks. He doesn't do well with being alone, honestly.]

If you knew her, the girl on fire - Katniss Everdeen - is gone. I doubt she's off on some other part of the turtle.

[He goes quiet for awhile before sighing.] I'll probably take a trip outside of the city, just in case. [Maybe she's there. But if she's not, at least he can mope without people hovering over him.]

Korra, Traci, I'll probably be gone for a few days, so just take your catches to the market or find Jack.

storm_warning

[The Ororo that sits in her chair as the console comes online is not happy. She is soaking wet and wrapped in a towel that says she's fresh from the shower. The air about her has dropped numerous degrees by the way her breath frosts and the fact that the wet mop of hair half plastered over her face is starting to frost at the tips.]

They were cute. Cuddly. I could like the cuddly Furby angle. But this?

[She thrusts out her hand, in which she has fisted a lot of wet tribble fur.]

No. That's too far. They clogged my shower. This means war.

[With an irritated noise, she throws the sopping wet handful of tribble fur on the console surface, then points at the screen.]

This is officially crisis-level important. What're we doing about it? Because I'm about to make it look like Christmas out there and I could use a hand.

[With a disgusted noise aimed at the fur, she turns off the console. Replies'll come as she gets ready.]

[ooc; there's an action thread inside if you want to give Ororo a hand with her temper tantrum against the tribbles.]

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