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[the screen turns on to reveal Carlos in his ever-present lab coat, pushing his glasses up his nose as he nervously grins at the screen]

I believe this is the point where introductions are in order, so...my name is Carlos and I am a scientist. I am not of this world, but from what I have been told neither are any of you. I'll need to run some surveys on that later - scientifically speaking, other worlds are very exciting. I mean, I'm here in a world where an entire city can be built on the back of a giant turtle the size of - well I don't know what size yet, I'll need to run some tests, or maybe just find an accurate map - but it's got to be at least the size of Rhode Island! There are just so many rules of physics that this thing must be breaking! Like, how does a turtle that large even float? And that's just in this world, I can't even begin to hypothesise about what else might be...

[Carlos coughs, suddenly remembering that this is actually the time for introductions, and figuring out what on earth (or in this case, what on turtle) he is meant to be doing next, and not time for Science]

Um. Yes. But I can figure that all out later, I'll need time to organise a proper survey questionnaire anyway. In the meantime - this is me, hello [Carlos waves quickly], and I would really appreciate it if someone could tell me where to get food, groceries, that sort of thing. Also is all of this [Carlos waves around him to indicate the place he's been set up in] something paid for, or am I going to need to pay this all back? I meant to ask, but I kind of got distracted with all of my questions about the turtle.

Also I...I realise this is a long shot, but the last otherworldly universe I got stuck in had this fantastic wifi, and I didn't have to worry about my phone's battery dying either. Which meant being stuck in a desert that was not of this world wasn't so bad, because I could still ring home. That...that's not going to be possible here, is it? I mean, obviously if time is not passing in my world then there is no time in which anyone will be able to answer the phone, but I...I just thought I'd check. Just in case.
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[personal profile] grigio
[Julie's been trying to help get things back in some semblance of order around here, but there's a lot to do and frankly it felt a little overwhelming at times. So she didn't really do a lot to check in with friends which finally caught up to her and she felt bad. Today, she's at her console which is flickering and wavering and screeching on occasion. She's recording from her suite and the video on her end fickers from her with her head ducked down, pen in hand as she writes something on a piece of paper to the very shadowy image of...something...moving on screen. At one point, the feed blinks out entirely and when it comes back on, she's holding up a piece of paper. Her note is short.]

Everyone I know, please check in.

[Whether or not it actually is seen, she's not sure. She holds that note up for a good minute just to be sure before letting setting the paper down and waiting nervously. All she wants is to know where her friends are so she can talk to them.]
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[The video clicks on to reveal a very tired looking Rapunzel. Her eyes are red-rimmed and her cheeks somewhat blotchy with color. It's very apparent that she has been crying. Pascal is perched on her shoulder. There's a sympathetic look in his eyes and he rests his head against her in a pseudo-hug. Rapunzel manages a weak little smile and waves at the camera.]

Hello everyone. I just wanted to let people know that Pascal and I will be staying with Stiles and Derek for a while. My suite was feeling a little...empty all of a sudden.

[For a moment she looks like she might break down and cry right there on camera but she takes a deep breath and holds it in.]

I'll still be working at the clothing shop, welcome center, and hospital as usual so there's no need to worry about that. I just didn't want people to be concerned when they saw I wasn't in my suite.

Well, that's all. Thank you. [She waves again and turns off the feed.]
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[personal profile] asoothingvoice
[Bianca's at one of the consoles in the hospital's ground floor again; this time, it's much easier to tell it's a hospital thanks to the construction and refurnishing being completely finished.]

Hi everyone, I know we've had some more arrivals [A slightly wry smile, because there's nothing new about that], so let me introduce myself first. I'm Bianca Reyes, I help run Eshai Memorial Hospital here, if you ever get sick or injured, just so you know. [There's a location ping attached, showing where it is in Metal.]

Before I get to my main announcement, I want to give everyone a warning. One of the teenagers here isn't as innocent as we've been led to believe. He's also at least one of the ones going around on the network anonymously making incendiary comments.

[There's a link to Bakura's last network post.]

He has no problem with problems with make death threats, made a horror movie style monster appear and then disappear, and he tried to make me forget my encounter with him. Just in case anyone's seen anything like that or has gaps in their memories.

[He had a warning, and plenty of time. She's not just going to allow someone like that to wander around with no problem.]

Moving on from that, now that the hospital is finally set up, [Instead of being half finished] I'd like to announce that we'll be having a blood drive open to the whole population here in Keeliai. It'll be in four days, to give everyone who wants to take part a chance to make sure they can donate. We've spread some flyers to some of the larger markets and grocers about what foods are good to eat before you donate. If you aren't sure, just drink plenty of water and eat dark green leafy vegetables. Seaweed's a good source of iron.

If you aren't sure about donating blood, or you're afraid of needles, think about it as doing something to help yourself and others in the future. There aren't enough of us here that emergency transfusions are easily possible, especially if you're not human. [Looking at you, Arthur.]

There'll be snacks for everyone donating, but we can turn it into a potluck. Make it a small party.

Don't be afraid of asking any questions you might have.

[OOC: Blood drive log here!]
deusrexmachina: (Not pleased.  At all.)
[personal profile] deusrexmachina
[The feed clicks on as Rex sits back in his chair, goggles hanging down around his neck and arms folded across his chest. He looks a little annoyed.]

Okay. So. Back of a giant turtle. War against some dude whose name we're not supposed to say. Get a job. The basics of the situation, right?

I gotta admit, ending up in some city that looks like it's part of an MMORPG was not where I thought I'd be after my day got off to such a great start. But seriously, who would think that? And not gonna lie, I did wonder for a while if maybe this is all some whacked out dream after taking a hit to the head in the middle of a fight.

[He shrugs, sighs and runs one hand back through his hair before sitting forward.]

Anyway. Since it seems like I might be here for a while...

My name's Rex Salazar. I happen to be really good with machines if anyone knows of any job openings around here that have to do with stuff like that. I've also done work as a bodyguard before. Fighting monsters and catching criminals? Got tons of experience with all that, too. I'm been assigned a place in the Metal Sector if that helps.

[Going quiet a moment, his frustrated expression becomes thoughtful. Maybe even a little hopeful.]

Also, while I realize this is probably a long shot? If there's a guy by the name of Six here, I'd appreciate it if someone would let me know if he's around. Doctor Holiday, too. Both or either of them. Or anyone from Providence, really.
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[personal profile] skybluejeep
[Stiles has been noticeably quiet since the events in Bottle Land. No network posts, no snarky comments. No usual spastic self. He's been holed up and licking his mental wounds.

Until now. Because something has happened that's the diarrhea icing on the shit cake of his life recently.
]

Lydia Martin is gone.

[That's it. That's all you get today, gang. Sorry. Somebody buy this boy a drink or a puppy or something. He's going to go full Anakin Skywalker here in a bit if something drastic isn't done.]
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[Rapunzel sits before her console with red rimmed eyes and pink cheeks. It is obvious from her downcast expression that something has upset her and that she only recently stopped crying. She takes a deep breath and firmly holds her head upright, addressing the camera directly.]

Alcuin nó Delaunay and Cinna are both gone. I hope that they are both home and happy, but they were very good friends and will be missed. I still plan on working in Alcuin's shop so if people are still in need of clothes, please feel free to come and see what we have or make new orders.

I never talked with many of the others working for Alcuin, so if there is anyone I'd love to speak with you now. Maybe we could work on ways to keep the shop running? I've never done something like it before, but I'll do what I can.

Thank you.
snehjerte: (can i brave the storm?)
[personal profile] snehjerte
 [Anna looks nervous as she switches the feed on, chewing on the corner of her lip and twiddling her fingers. She's been feeling pretty useless lately, especially in light of this miasma-bottle thing. But she's still trying to put her best self forward. She needs to check on her friends and family.]

Um- Hi, everyone! Again. I just thought I should check in, and- I'm okay. Just a little- shocked at everything that's happened lately. [She lets out a nervous little laugh, managing a smile as she brushes back some hair.] I mean, things have been pretty crazy! Everyone said that they would be, but I didn't know it'd be all-- yeesh! You know?

A-Anyway. How's everyone doing? Safe, and not in a bottle, and miasma-less, I hope?
unetrustworthy: (peeking)
[personal profile] unetrustworthy
[Midii payed close attention to the Network.  Often.  She saw the conversation passing publicly between individuals.  Noticed the patterns occurring.  Such as the recent increase in people disappearing.  Possibly being sent home.  Coincidently, starting from soon after the Emperor had been killed, except Midii didn't think it was a coincidence.]

[But that wasn't why she came to the Network that day.]

[She had a different question in mind.  Something she had been wondering about more and more, with every conversation she carried here:]

What if...somebody doesn't want to go home?  

Could they make us?  Or would they let us stay?

[Hypothetically speaking, of course.]

[Only it wasn't hypothetical at all.]


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[personal profile] cherrywood
[ For those who have spoken to Milyn before, they might note a stark departure from her usual bubbly smiles and demeanor. Instead she addresses the console with a level gaze and a calm, succinct tone of voice. ]

Hello Foreigners. The source of the miasma has been identified.

In the time of the initial war with the Enemy, three vessels existed representing the three Planes of Life, Dreaming and Death. The trinity was thought lost during the final battle with no trace of them remaining... until now. It appears that one of them -- the vessel of the Death realm -- remained hidden within the Palace of the Landed Sky and has been, as you can see, opened. These vessels contain lands which exist inside those Planes.

As you have no doubt witnessed, the black fog permeating the city is only one symptom of the corruption contained within this dimension. It poisons what it touches and will continue to spread, overtaking everything if it is not stopped, blighting both body and mind. I have tested it extensively and nothing I have found so far suggests that anyone here possesses an immunity to it; you may note that even the magics and abilities you harness likewise cannot purge it.

There is no other way to stop the contamination in Keeliai other than to strike at its source: within Kithika, the land housed inside the bottle itself and encompassed by the Death Plane.

By imperial decree of the Alderwood Emperor, all Foreigners capable of combat must report to the Palace immediately. You will be sent to Kithika through the vessel, to locate and destroy the source of this affliction. Bring any weapons and tools you have to aid you. If the corruption cannot be cleansed it will infect everyone and everything in the city before spreading to Tu Vishan.

If you fail, there will be nothing left for you to return to.
denyamenti: (eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly)
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[ While he's purposely activated the console, "Ryou"'s attention seems to be directed offscreen towards the windows, specifically at the black fog that's slowly rolling into the city. ]

Is anyone... ah, I mean... I know there are people here with magic. Is this something that's-- supposed to happen? Thank goodness it isn't coming inside but... what's going on?
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[personal profile] wintershepherd
I know it's a long shot but if anyone sees a large groundhog with a hat and a vest out today, tell him thank you for me!

[ Someone's pretty gleeful that today's weather is bright! Casting shadows everywhere! Six more weeks of winter for him! ]
skybluejeep: (Welp)
[personal profile] skybluejeep
Welp. I'm getting kinda sick of this part of life here. Any old time we can stop with the random vanishings, that'd be stellar.

Isaac Lahey's suite is empty. He's gone. No idea when that happened. Allison Argent also vanished earlier this month. So that's a thing that's happened.

So, now that my abandonment issues have really been given plenty of fuel to last me through at least my mid-life crisis, a question. Last month due to the generosity of Tony Stark, I got my jeep back. Through careful conservation, I've managed to keep her running.

Except now a certain little dial is hovering just above the E on the left, and I'm kinda screwed. Anybody know where a guy can get his hands on some highly-refined petroleum? I'm not picky, the jeep can run on 87 octane, don't need any of that high-falutin' 93 stuff. Because, you know, the back of a giant turtle is probably full of crude oil deposits.

Oh, wait.
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[personal profile] washitaway
[ooc: Content warning: References to alcoholism and violence/murder in the post. Comment threads may also include stuff along those lines, and also possibly talk of child abuse/neglect. Other warnings may be added to individual threads as needed. Also, Bioshock Infinite spoilers are a given. Putting this behind a cut just to be safe!]

Read more... )
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[personal profile] offday
[Don't panic. Don't panic.

Eugene paced back and forth endlessly, staring at the console in his suite, and repeating the instructions he was given over and over again in his head. Even after everything he had seen while arriving in this world, including suddenly appearing there and feeling like a drowned rat, he had a hard time believing this kind of technology existed. Yet, there is the console in front of him, primed and ready to go.

Eugene takes a deep breath, patting both of his cheeks simultaneously, and getting his “game face on”.]


You've got this, Flynn. You can do this. I mean, what's the worst that could happen? These guys could be lying, and you get sucked into some other strange world where they turn you into a fish—and okaay, not going there. Nope. That train of thought ends right there.

[There's nothing to it but to do it. Delaying the inevitable is only making things worse. Logs into the console and gets things going.]

So, I've heard there's a bunch of people on the other end of this thing. Possibly alive. Possibly dead. Like me.

[Eugene is really, really hoping the former is the truth and not the latter.]

And to you I say, hey. How's it going? The name's Flynn; Flynn Rider. Like the rest of you, I come from a place far, far away, where things happen and all that. Blah. Blah. Blah.

[Flashes the console one of his infamous grins.]

The whole thing sounds a bit suspect if you ask me, but here I am. Denying everything and all that isn't going to do me much good. What is far more useful is finding out more about this place. I'm open to hearing everything and anything about this place.

[Stares at the console for a moment, trying to play it cool while secretly hoping and wondering if he used this thing properly.]
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[personal profile] beunbroken
[Elizabeth is not in the suite she was last seen at. Nor is she nearly as happy looking. Oh, no, the young woman that appears on the screen right now is extremely cross, her bright blue eyes ringed with red and dark circles. Her mouth is set in a fine line and her jaw tight.]

Do not trust Booker DeWitt. He's a liar and a thug.

Don't make the same mistake I did.

[Without any further explanation, she cuts the feed.]

----
[major spoilers likely for bioshock infinite in the comments, if you're worried about that sort of thing]
fuckcable: (13)
[personal profile] fuckcable
Am I the only one who thinks it's suspicious how, in the weeks around the Emperor's murder, our presence is suddenly graced with a pair of queens, a princess, a prince, and whatever that horned kid is?

It's not the first grouping I've noticed.
snehjerte: (oh on second thought...)
[personal profile] snehjerte
[The video feed has started to flicker, on and off, on and off, catching bits and pieces of Anna struggling to remember what the Kedan taught her about using these things. When the feed finally steadies, there's a triumphant "AHA!" that goes along with it. She looks plenty smug about her little victory, flicking a single pigtail back over her shoulder.]

Got it! Hah! That was nice and easy, just like they said.

[And then she abruptly remembers that she'd turned the thing on so she could talk to people. For half a second her eyes widen, then she recomposes herself, clearing her throat and dropping the self-satisfied smile so that she can look official. Or at least poised. ...Which doesn't last long, because she can't really help smiling or waving cheerfully (if a little awkwardly) at the camera.]

Sorry about that, I didn't mean to, um- Anyway. Hello! To... everyone that can see me! The Kedan said that I could use this- [She gestures at the console with one hand.] -this thing to contact people if I had any questions, and I, well, I've got a question! Just a quick one, really.

I know they said that we probably can't leave here, ever, but it's kind of important that I do. I mean, first of all I have to find my sister Elsa and bring her home to Arendelle because- Well, it's just really important that I do all that, so I wanted to see if anybody had any ideas?

Anyway, it's very nice to meet you all! I mean- Well, I guess I'm not really meeting you just yet, since we're not seeing each other right now, which is still really weird, but- you know what I mean.

[She pauses for a second, chewing on the corner of her lip, trying to figure out what else she should say. How do people end speeches, anyway?] Okay. Um- That's all! Sooo... Thank you very much. For your time. ...Bye!
snedronningen: <user name=na_i_cons> (❄ flying high in birdland)
[personal profile] snedronningen
[Fire sector may notice a slight dip in temperature within the past few hours. Whoops.

A war? Elsa had no intention of fighting a war. Not after what she had just been through. And she can’t help but feel as if she’s being used as some weapon, some ultimate means to an end, and while her ‘hosts’ had been kind enough to explain everything to her it didn’t ease her feelings of discomfort at all.

She had spent most of her first day getting used to her surroundings, trying to get accustomed to the computer interface(A few keys had gotten stuck to her icy fingers, but she managed with some warm water), searching through messages. Always adapt, that was a part of being a queen wasn’t it?

There’s a small sigh of relief when she doesn’t see her sister or anyone else she cared about among the messages posted up. There was Prince Hans, but she had tried to deal with that accordingly.

Still, she’s in a foreign place all by herself. It’s time to do the queenly thing—right?

Video flips on and she shows a bit of surprise before relaxing and speaking.
]

Hello, I’m Queen Elsa of Arendelle. [She had thought about hiding her title or where she was from, but Hans had decided to announce himself to the network, it’d be far too difficult to try and cover up her own identity. She won't be mentioning the ice powers quite yet, though. Call it a force of habit.] I’m new here and could use some guidance, particularly when it comes to finding a job.

[How does I shot job hunt? Now she’ll warm up with a smile. It’s genuine, not forced, though may a touch of tiredness will hit it.]

Also, there are so many people here from places and times I’ve never heard of, I would love to hear more about every one of you.

[That’s… not even lip service. She’d been so confined to one place in her life, that now she was curious beyond reason, wanting to hear more about everything. And once she got home, because she would get home, she could tell Anna about it.]

I hope to hear from some of you very soon. Good day.

[And after a graceful curtsy, the feed cuts off.]

(ooc| If you want to tag, but don't want spoilers mentioned around your character, please feel free to drop me a line here!)