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[ The feed flicks on with Rue leaning rather close to the camera, her face flushed and expression annoyed. She speaks tersely. ] I don't think there's any need for introductions. We're all in the same situation.

I was told I needed to work. This isn't possible for me. I'd like an alternative. Since I've just arrived, I'll also want a guide to acquaint me with the city... Keeliai. [ She enunciates it carefully, with exaggerated lip motions.

Now Rue sits back, putting her hand thoughtfully to her mouth. ] I've been going back through this... network, and there have been mentions of a school. I'd like to know more about that, in case I'm here for a while. [ Her expression darkens further. ] I was also told that time had... stopped at home. That doesn't matter. I want to go back. That is my first concern.

Thank you for your time. [ The video keeps running for a few more seconds as Rue figures out how to turn it off. ]

cowled

Well, that was... quite the event, now wasn't it? I'd like to extend my thanks to anyone that helped clear out the infestation of those little creatures.

[Bruce tosses the camera a disarming smile, pushes a fountain pen out of the view of the camera. There's a slight shift in his demeanor, the sort that few people would be able to recognize much less understand. Batman has just hung up his Bruce Wayne hat.]

I'd actually like to address a matter that concerns us all. I notice there've been considerable tensions lately between the metahuman or powered individuals and those who are more commonly considered 'baseline'. It's my understanding that we're all here to help this world inasmuch as we can regardless of our abilities or beliefs. As with all things, there is always the potential for those with power to abuse that power, but it's my belief that the majority of individuals here deserve our trust equally as much as our respect.

[You owe him for this one, Clark. He coughs, and then brightens.]

Also, it's my understanding that the first wave of Foreigners began arriving a year and four days ago. I know many of you are missing your friends, your families, and others may have those friends or families with you. For better or worse, this place has been a prison, a home, a second chance to a variety of people, many of which are no longer with us. The community we've created here has been strong and each obstacle we've encountered we've overcome, together. And together is the only way we can move forward.

[He folds his hands on the desk in front of him, gives the camera a firm nod.]

On that note, Wayne Enterprises is always hiring, and my pharmecutical branch is available for anyone missing medications from their respective homes, so if you've any interest in working for or speaking with the longest-standing foreigner-run business on Tu Vishan, my office is in the Metal Sector, and I'm available between six AM and noon on Mondays and Tuesdays. Thank you for your time, Keeliai.

parallels

[So it's terribly late in the night. Around 3 am when Clara sits at her console and decides to record a message to the network. At first she considers being anonymous, this sort of question isn't something she's comfortable putting out there. It's a little too vulnerable for her tastes, but sometimes need outweighs comfort.

So here goes. She tries to flatten her tousled hair and rub the sleep out of her eyes for a bit before she speaks but it doesn't really improve her exhausted appearance.]

So nightmares. I've got them and they've knocked me on my arse like a bad flu.

You know the sort: nasty, terrifying, wake up in a cold sweat yelling, and reoccurring. The sort that are about complicated personal things that happened. Can't imagine I'm the only one out there who ever dealt with it. So, I'll take advice, stories, anecdotes, whatever you've got if it means I can kick this nasty thing..

I think my neighbors would also appreciate any sort of advice or cure. We're both likely missing sleeping like normal people.

trifurcate

[Bryn hasn't made a network post of her own since her arrival, and so it seems that an introduction is necessary first. Hair pulled away from her face and smile wide, she waves at the screen.]

Hi everyone! I know I've been a little quiet on here lately so there are several of you who probably don't know me. My name is Bryn Zethir, from Askoupur which I'm pretty sure none of you have ever heard of before. That's okay, honest.

[That should be enough.]

So, with the rationing lifted and the possibility that things are going to get at least somewhat back to normal again, it occurred to me that there's something we're kind of missing in this city. There are tons of restaurants and bars in this city but not one of them is owned and run by a foreigner. Now, I've been working really hard for a while now and saving my money, and with some assistance [Thanks, Bruce <3] I now have enough to buy or rent a location, renovate, and stock it for business.

And here's where all of you come in. While it's my sincerest hope that you'll all come in for a meal or to enjoy some live music, this won't be possible without some people to come work and help out. So, if anyone has any skills for the following jobs and wants to talk to me about being hired on a part or full time basis, please let me know! For those of you who already have work but may be interested in picking up a bit of extra juulan, there will also be contract positions available for the renovation process, once I pick a location. Also, as I hope to install a stage, there will be opportunities for performers of all stripes to have a place to entertain.

So, I think that's it unless anyone has any recommended vendors I should look into for food, drinks, or tobacco. Otherwise, please check out the list of job opportunities and let me know if you're interested. I'll let everyone know when we're open for business. Thank you!

[Waving once more, she switches the feed over from video to text. The following list appears:]

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anomia

[The video flips on to a young, fourteen year old girl with long blonde pigtails and determination written large across her face.]

Alright! I've done enough sitting around. Korra healed my wounds from the mission, so I'm ready for action again! If you haven't met me before... My name's Raimei Shimizu, and I'm a samurai. Back home I do missions like that all the time! Kurogamon and I [she lifts a sheathed katana on screen, indicating Kurogamon] are ready to take on anything we need to.

But... I'm not sure what to do. I wouldn't mind getting a job, but I really need to keep training, too. Everyone here has abilities that I'm not used to, and I need to be able to fight them. If anyone's hiring for something like this, or if you want to train, let me know!

[She grows more serious, less overridden with enthusiasm.] As part of the Shimizu clan, my role is to keep the balance between forces, and to prevent abuse of power. I've decided that that's still applicable here. I'd really like to help however way I can.

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.

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.

hugmagnet

[Carol is seated calmly in front of the console in her suite, long hair braided and pulled over her shoulder, dressed casually in a t-shirt, her chin resting in her hand]

So no powers. Kinda sucks, I guess, but what're you gonna do? At least there's not a dinosaur chasing me this time. [She shrugs, casually, as if she's not at all bothered by the loss of her powers. She is bothered, of course, but she has other skills to defend herself with. Military and martial arts training can't be taken away from you like superpowers can be]

Anyway, the real point of this is that I'm curious. How many of our previously powered population [Alliteration!] actually know how to fight without their powers? Because apparently we're here to fight something and we have no idea how long this no powers thing is gonna last. Just, you know, for reference. And if you don't know how to fight powerless, would you be willing to learn? Actually, how many of our always unpowered population know how to fight? That's probably important. [She just kind of assumes a lot of people without powers would know how to defend themselves. That's how it works in her experience] I know someone else offered to teach and I probably could too.

Just a thought.

jirk

[Jim's sitting in his suite, wearing his command golds, looking serious as a heart attack. He's leaning forward, one hand braced against the armrest of his chair, the other fiddling with something on the console. Satisfied, he leans back more fully and nods once to the camera.]

Okay, let's get the introductions out of the way first. Name's Jim, Jim Kirk. Captain of the USS Enterprise. I serve in Starfleet in the year 2259 - Starfleet being a space-based armada focused on peaceful exploration and the discovery of new forms of life in the universe.

[There's a slight quirk to his brow, he coughs and then continues with all due charisma,]

I know there's people out there that've been here longer than I have, so I'm asking for your help - and the assistance of anyone willing. We know we're here to fight something, some of you know what and why. While I can understand the reasoning behind keeping that information to allies, I'd like to stress the fact that we're all in this together, regardless of worlds, races or creeds. This isn't something we can or should fight blind. So I'm proposing a broader alliance, a centralized repository of information, and the consideration of a unified front to face whatever's coming.

Additionally, I'm interested in the martial capabilities of the landed foreigners, any contingency plans that have been put in place to deal with the situations we're potentially facing here, and the sorts of scenarios that've been dealt with in the past.

[He exhales a little more sharply than necessary, and then he gives the camera a brief, two-fingered salute.]

Kirk out.

[and edited in after the fact, private to Kyle Rayner.]

We should talk.

anomia

[The camera flips on to reveal a young girl with long bright blonde hair drawn up in two high pigtails, and a blue and white striped sweatshirt. There’s also noticeably a long, wrapped package slung over her shoulder, in what someone who’s familiar with swords might realize is exactly the right size for a full length katana. There’s a fierce, set expression on her face, and she dramatically points her finger directly into the camera.]

Alright! Let’s not waste any time around here! If we’re given obstacles, then we have to overcome them, right? I’m sure if you’ve all been here for a while, then you’ve gotten a lot more answers than what those unhelpful lackies told me on the ride down… So, fill me in. What's something interesting you've learned since you got here? Just one thing!

[She’s not totally mindlessly determined and naïve, though. Raimei sobers, frowning slightly.] My name is Raimei Shimizu, a samurai. We don’t need to keep any secrets here, do we…? I’ll openly try to achieve my goals with my sword.

[Then she brightens up again, not letting herself think about how dire circumstances are for too long.] Ah, and--! Since I guess I’m not going anywhere fast, what’s all this about a job? Shouldn’t a girl my age still be in school?!

dungfu

[Once again, an Amaterasu post begins with a round of barking. But this time she stops after seven seconds and moves to the side to let the camera pick up what's right behind her-- a painting on the wall. The colors are vivid and a little sparkly if you look at it at the right angle.

And then she speaks.]

You want a painting too? [Short and simple. This is her way of trying to cheer everyone up-- by painting for them.]

fuzzyelf

If I had known there was going to be a vacation so suddenly I would have booked first class on the coach ride. Or at least have asked the kedan before we moved out for an upgrade.

Not going to be a journey I go on again in a hurry.

[The light smile he had been playing with slowly turns downwards and his brows come closer together.]

They aren't exactly the talkative kind, are they? I'm assuming there are people here that arrived like me? I'm also going to assume that there's probably no point in asking where the exit is, huh?

loveandloyalty

[The person who sits in front of the console is tall, handsome, dark-haired and with a neatly trimmed beard. He's wearing a smile, and a rather old-fashioned style linen shirt - at the corner of the screen a bit of a pile of shimmering green plate armor is visible in the lovely Fire Sector suite, and he has a piece in front of him, beautifully wrought with a pair of stag's antlers worked into the golden metal. The blood has been washed off it, but there is a thin, clean cut through it, and if you really look, the man's hands are trembling, just a little.]

What a fascinating method of communication. Certainly quicker than ravens, if what I have been told is true. I- Well, I seem to have been- ah, separated, from the Lord Commander of my Rainbow Guard. I am certain he is just protecting my wife, Queen Margaery, but- I must speak with him immediately. [The words come with an easy smile and an air of confidence, but deep beneath it there's a sort of tremor of urgency - he needs to see Loras, he doesn't know what's happened, beyond what these kedan have told him, and he isn't sure he can believe it yet. And of course they know nothing of what happened at home, how the battle with Stannis went, who is alive or dead, which makes him worry - those are his men, his army, and he wasn't there-]

I would also appreciate recommendations for a skilled blacksmith who can perhaps repair my armor, this... cut in my gorget is quite unsightly. I would hate to go about looking like a hedge knight. [His statement is accompanied with a little laugh, but actually he can hardly look at it without feeling sick to his stomach, remembering- no, he doesn't want to think about it.] I assure you, I pay handsomely. Or... will, when I have access to my funds again.

[There's a noticeable pause as his hand hovers by the button to turn the video off, and he looks a little more unsure before he finally asks,] Also, I- How do you get blood stains out of wool?

ironwood

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