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(So. She's back. Shayera can't say she's pleased, or even remotely okay with being back here. Nothing much said to the Emperor except a middle finger before she grabbed her belongings and got the fuck out of there. Everything's a little fuzzy, honestly. Still placing names to faces, moments to places, feelings with people. Shayera alternates between walking among the streets, and flying in the skies. Flying to notice familiar landmarks or streets, walking to get an up close view to try and ring in some of those memories that keep flitting away every now and then. Doing what she can to keep herself calm and composed, as she always tries to be. Unless it's a fight, then she doesn't bother. She stays in the Earth Sector for a good few hours, as that place was her home before leaving. It's easiest to get her memories back here.

After that, she spends fleeting amounts of time, in the closer sectors such as Fire and Water maybe half an hour, or forty-five minutes at most. The other sectors only get about twenty minutes of flight time, mostly just for her to stretch her wings, attempting to see if she can get used to this place again. She was here for a good few months, so maybe she could adjust easier this time. Of course, that's wishful thinking. It's still a bubble, and she's not one for being caged in. Her flying or walking in the streets is easily the best time to notice her, maybe give a loud shout out. By the end of her trip a few hours later, she's heading back to her own suite on foot through part of the Fire Sector, and all the way home to her suite EA-2C in the Earth Sector. If she missed anyone, she might as well give them a shout out.)

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(Well, that's a face that definitely hasn't shown up on the feed for quite sometime. Though she was a little stressed out earlier, Shayera's gone back to her confident self, complete with a smirk. Yeah, everyone here definitely missed that smirk. Of course.) I hope nobody missed me too much. Was I even gone for very long? Feels like I just skipped down for a bit, then came right back because someone missed me too much.

(She leans back in her chair, already feeling comfortable back in her second home. See? That didn't take too long.) Can anyone catch me up to speed on what's happened while I was out?

bludhavenknight

[Everyone gets to see two familiar faces this time, with a couple of twists. Dick (the elder) is sitting down in the chair, wearing a bright red coat with white trim, a hat of the same color, and of course, a beard to match the whole thing. It’s pulled down, though, so you can see his face. And his wonderful assistant, Zatanna, is standing behind him, dressed up like the most beautiful elf there is. They’re both looking pretty happy about this.]

It’s getting cold out! And what does cold mean? Holiday fun, of course. So I, and my amazing elf assistant here, have decided that Santa Claus needs to come to the turtle. [See what he did there? See it? Okay, good.]

And so it is with pleasure that we let everyone know-- [He gets cut off as Zatanna leans forward, and he looks up at her.]

[The fifteen-year-old elf bends down until she's level with his ear, covering her mouth so she could whisper something secretively to him.]

Really?

[She nods, and offers a playful wink.] Trust me. I know a guy who knows the guy personally.

[Dick looks back at the screen, and his voice drops into a perfect, heavy Russian accent.] Is this better?

[She practically has to bite her tongue to keep from bursting out laughing. Impressive. She should've known.] It'll do.

[Dick grins.] I’d like to invite everyone to come over to the Wood sector, where we have a little holiday party going on.

[He stops, laughing and shaking his head. He has to drop the Russian accent.] Okay, I can’t keep that one up, but I tried! Anyway, we’ve got a small thing going on in a café in the Wood sector, with some cakes and gingerbread-ish things, and some hot drinks. And what would Santa be without his...

[He holds up a huge, red velvet-like bag.] Bag, yes! And it is filled with little odds and ends, so there are presents for all!

[Dick sets the bag down, and pulls the beard back up with a grin.] And to all, a good... day? Yeah, that still works. To all, a good day! Remember, café in the Wood sector, we’ll be here awhile!

[ooc: Action is absolutely welcome.]

modernized

[Action (Batman)]

[In the Fire Sector today, there might be something seen that strikes unusual. A blur of black and red, going from rooftop to alleyway, in the sky and sprinting through the shadows. If someone catches sight it at the right time it should be clear what it is: a man in all black, with a red bat symbol on his chest.

If he stops it's only for a few short moments, as it observes it's surrounding area. But only for a few moments and nothing more, before it continues on. Whether it'll stop if called out...well that's be to seen if someone is willing to call out to it.]

[Voice (Terry)]

Hey, people living on giant turtle...ok, here goes my pride out the window so get ready. Those Kedan dregs? Didn't give me any clothes! So right now? Completely naked! Nice guys, really. I enjoyed taking a ride down turtle lane but I got to be honest it was a little chilly.

[Yeah.]

I need clothes. Anyone got some to spare? Mens size and I still have my underwear on, so there's that. I'll give you some of my, uh, juulan if you do, since I can't go buy clothes like this and all. Name's Terry by the way. Let me know if you can help. And try not to laugh too hard at my misery.

[Ok so he isn't actually naked and he's wearing the suit while covering up his window curtains (and locked said windows just in case), but all he had was the suit he came in with. He can't exactly be in it 24/7 and he doesn't want to be so this is his best plan. May as well ask the hopefully friendly people over this computer for help...even if it means he'll have to actually get naked for whoever shows up.]

[ooc: action prompt for those who wanna meet terry as batman, voice prompt for those who wanna meet him as himself!]

refusing

[Well, here's a face that might be familiar to some people. Looking entirely perplexed by life, even though she knows what's going on. It's just taking some time to sink in, and she's rushed to send out a message because there's some people she desperately hopes are still around.]

So. I was here before. But...then I wasn't? I was here, but I left, and now I'm back again.

[Cue a very confused and frustrated Rose. Her cheeks puff out a little on the tail end of a sigh, and she gives a shake of her head.]

Typical timey wimey stuff, then. Same as always. Even without the Doctor around, it always seems to happen. Which is just great. Really, it is.

[Cue the most sarcastic smile ever. It doesn't last long, however.]

Those of you that don't know me, I'm Rose Tyler. [Have a big, warm, sincere smile and a handwave.]

Anybody out there that does know me? Go on and check in, would ya? Don't make a girl worry 'bout whether or not you're still around.

nerdylilspidey

[It's been a day or so since Peter got set up in his suite. He's not entirely sure. He'd been exposed to total information overload when he first showed up, and he needed the time to sit and let it all process. Not that doing so allowed anything to really make sense. But still. And of course with the way his body had refused to cooperate with even the simple task of listening to someone, he'd been in desperate need of some actual rest. But when he next woke up and really felt aware of his situation, only one thought really resounded.

They told him that this was an "In-Between." But Peter wasn't fooled.

Eventually he pulls himself out of bed (with a wince) and makes his way over to the console in his suite. It doesn't take long for Peter to figure out how it works, and as soon as he's got it running, he's turning on the audio feed. He's sure he's still looking pretty beaten up and he doesn't want to alarm anyone, after all. This doesn't feel like a good time for sympathy from total strangers. And "In-Between" or no, keeping his identity a secret was second nature. When he speaks, he's trying to be slow and careful about what he says-- and at the same time, there's a nervousness in his voice along with that slight strain caused by his injuries.]

Um... Hi, everyone. I, uh-- Not to sound ungrateful to the- the people who brought me over here and explained everything, but. Uh. Just wondering if there's somewhere I can go for, y'know, fresh clothes. And.. And maybe some clean bandages...? Or ice packs... Y'know, just-- any stuff like that, that would actually be awesome to get...

[There's a brief pause, during which he can probably be heard fidgeting awkwardly.]

And I... I get that I'm-- we're all stuck here. For like, forever. But-- [He stops again, breath catching. Somebody just level with me. Seriously. Just admit that this is-- some kind of after life and that's why we can't leave.] ... Never mind.

Clean clothes would really help me out a lot, thanks.

dow

Greetings. I am Commander Spock of the USS Enterprise, a Starfleet contingent of the United Federation of Planets. I understand that we are temporally isolated as well as spatially displaced and that this is not a subdivision of any one possible multiverse, neither a pocket dimension of any one universe, but a unique quantum singularity linking many and each possible variation thereof. If others here have scientific findings of this nature, I pre-emptively extend my gratitude in the event of any information being divulged.

[ AKA pls share ur theories. He's not human, in case anyone with eyes and ears missed the blatant memo staring them in the face, the approximation of what would happen were a dollop of raw science ~~and a great jawline~~ to get mixed with an elf in a blender. Spock pauses thoughtfully, glancing away, and a single slender brow arches when he looks back; there are likely a great deal of customs to be observed from numerous new species and races, none of which he seeks to offend. ]

It has been brought to my attention that this is not my first foray into Keeliai. While I would request that you exert a measure of patience with my ... freshly acquired outlook, you will find me amenable to revisiting former acquaintances. [ Again he hesitates, though this time it comes across as more of an amendment. If you've been hanging out with his BFF, prepare to explain why, how and to what end. ] Similarly, I wish to meet with any and all allies of Captain James T. Kirk at their earliest convenience.

All remaining Starfleet personnel are to submit a fully comprehensive report effective immediately regarding their time here. Audio will suffice, given the circumstances.

[ And off goes the feed. ]

imaginate

[ Very blankly stated: ]

The Corps is moving its headquarters to WA-1A until further notice. [ a quiet, sharp inhale. It’s taking a lot of will just to remain calm, to say until I disappear too, more like. ] There are currently three active Lanterns in Keeliai and you can contact us there. We’re holding our usual community activities with the locals as per normal, so, if anyone needs a temporary room, or wants to join in, that’s still available.

Please direct your inquiries about the clinic to Mrs. Bianca Reyes.

[ Brief, but highly irritated, tapping on the desk. ]

And if nobody’s heard from them, I guess we have to add Terrence Ward and Rose Tyler to Mr. Wayne’s list.

[ A long pause, and considerably more resigned: ]

Also... after last week, to anyone whose house is now considerably more colourful... I apologise for the graffiti. If you’d prefer it was removed, I’ll do so.

[65% ENCRYPTED | PRIVATE TO: 616 TONY STARK, BACKDOOR FOR DAMIAN WAYNE]

Hi Mr. Sta— Tony. [ Awkward pause. ] Have you got a moment?

backwordscompatible

[It was around two hours after sunrise when it happened.]

[Zatanna had been up early, as usual, and through her usual morning routine. A stroll through the sector. Stopping off at her favorite cafe for a cup of tea. Waving at a few other regulars in the area. Checking the rooftops...just in case.]

[By the time she made it back to her room, she was in good spirits. The weather was chilly, but she didn't mind. It actually felt pretty good. Hanging her jacket up, she absently rubbed at her arms as she grabbed one of the books she had been reading and settled on her living room couch. Head against the arm rest. Feet propped up over the back. She was about halfway through. Impressive, considering she could only actually read a handful of the words.]

[She turned the page, and sat upright.]

[Huh. This one was actually...interesting. The circles in the diagram were familiar. She'd used something similar to help the younger Robin with his slug problem some time back. And the words written underneath...]

[She tried to read them aloud. Nothing happened. Then, on a whim, she tried them backwards.]

[The last of the words barely left her lips when a sudden gust of wind burst from the very pages, throwing her back. Like a silent sonic boom. Spreading far and wide. Beyond the walls of her apartment. It knocked the wind out of her, but only for a moment. She recovered soon after, holding a hand to her head as she slowly got up.]

['What was that?']

[Then she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.]

['...oh...']

[VIDEO]

[Around half an hour after the residents of the Turtle experienced a strange ripple effect, Zatanna appears over the Network. Looking a little...uh...]

[...definitely not fifteen years old.]

So...the good news is that I figured out what happens when you read a kedan spell backwards. [yay?]

['The bad news is that I have no idea how to reverse it.']

[...]

['...my bad?']

((ooc: Aaaaand Mis-Spell has begun!))

bolthead

[Two weeks on the turtle and Barry has, more or less, familiarized himself with the various locations and populations. He's gotten the majority of his initial questions answered and now it's just a matter of spending the rest of his free time - of which he has a lot - learning as much as he can about the situation on the turtle.

He's also discovered that Hal is somehow still incapable of taking care of himself without roping others into helping him. Hence this tiny PSA.]

If anyone's lent out money to a man named Hal Jordan and hasn't been paid back yet, feel free to stop by EA-2C and I'll make sure it gets back to you. Thanks for [not punching Hal's face in] helping him settle in. I appreciate it.

[He flashes a quick smile at the console before he clicks it off.]

wintershepherd

[ Guess whose internal almanac confirmed that today is officially the first day of Autumn? That's right, this guy! Who's currently bouncing around his treehouse like an over-caffeinated grasshopper while Baby Tooth peeks in the corner of the console screen with an expression like welp that's Jack for you. Whether viewers can perceive them, especially the newer arrivals, will remain to be seen. ]

WHOOOHOOO! Goodbye Summer, goodbye! Have a good vacation! Don't hurry back!

[ And then with a final whoop of joy, the feed turns off! Yeah, that's all he wanted to share. ]

hackingyoursensors

So I've been here almost a year and I'm wondering if the Emperor hands out anniversary souvenirs. [Something in his heart twists when he says 'souvenirs,' but it doesn't show. He misses Wally more than he can say.] Like maybe "I was ripped from my reality and put on the back of a magical turtle to fight mystic evil and all I got was this stupid t-shirt." Or a mug that says "#1 captive."

[He's trying to pass it off as light joking, but people who know him well can tell there's a tinge of bitterness in there.]

[But ignore that because here comes the mock-drama!]

Anyway, that's not why I'm talking to you all today. After almost a year, I've finally done it.

[He holds up a pair of chopsticks holding what seems to be some nice, gooey homemade mac 'n' cheese.]

Yes. I've successfully made mac 'n' cheese. More or less. A moment of silence for all of the noodles that sacrificed their delicious taste to my formerly-awful cooking.

[Dick pauses for a moment before popping the mac 'n' cheese in his mouth. But at least he has the manners to swallow before talking.]

So I'm ready for a new challenge. What are your favorite foods? I know most 21st century Earth food, but you might want to describe anything else. Oh, and I'll need a few metaphorical guinea pigs to help me taste-test.

[He specifies because there are some people who are of a prankster nature.]

wingedwarrior

[It's about midday when Shayera turns on the comm, sitting in the comforts of her suite in the Earth Sector. Her expression is her default serious, and her overall demeanor shows she means business, despite feeling a tad unusual about making a public appearance that's not in person. But that aside, she knows that she has something that needs to be said, and a little awkwardness isn't going to stop her.] My name is Shayera Hol. Most of you probably don't know me, but that's not the point here. I'm here to talk about training for self-defense in battle.

[She leans back in her chair to get comfortable, arms crossed as she speaks.] I know there's been a few other posts about this, but having more offers doesn't hurt things. A-- [There's a brief hesitation as she decides which word best describes Kyle. He said family, but... she never agreed to that.] friend of mine brought it to my attention that there are people here who need to know how to fight. There's things here that can kill, and people should be prepared to defend themselves against them should the need arise. I'm a pretty competent fighter, so don't worry about me knowing what I'm doing.

[Then there's the fact that there's teenagers here, and they're really going to need help unless they have some form of fighting on their own.] Even if you have your own powers or whatnot, knowing how to fight is still crucial. I'd be willing to help anybody out, so just give me a call, or come to my apartment, EA-2C. I'll be starting the lessons in a couple of weeks, if nothing unexpected pops up.

[filtered message to Captain James Kirk and Clara Oswald]

[Once that's been taken care of, she fixes up a filter to the two Kyle told her about.] The little ball of sunshine told me about you two in particular needing training, so don't expect to get out of it. If you've got any questions, feel free to drop by.

bludhavenknight

[When Dick shows up on the feed, he's smiling, but his eyes look a little haunted. He just looks tired, really, but his smile doesn't dim even for a second.]

I've been to a lot of places before, but being on the back of a giant turtle? This one has to take the cake. [He laughs. He's been on different planets, places on Earth no one would ever believe, and now this.]

And I didn't have to make any travel plans. No waiting at the airport and having to go through security, no five hour ride because you got stuck in your car during rush hour, and it's all free.

[He runs a hand through his hair.] And the accommodations are great, I think the bed here is better then mine back home. Not as much noise as in Gotham, but that's...

[He trails off for a second before giving another laugh.] Shoot, where are my manners? I'm Dick, it's great to meet all of you. I can't wait to do it in person, though, these things are fine, but it's got nothing on actually shaking someone's hand!

[And then a tribble appears and Dick picks it up.]

Huh? What's this, some kind of housewarming gift?

purpledaggers

This is… interesting. It is not often that you see a home computer that is literally mounted into the wall. Are they afraid that someone is going to try to steal their technology? To reveal their secrets? If they are willing to go through such extreme lengths, it is doubtful that removing the technology from the wall will yield any worthwhile results. [He proceeds to rub his chin a little] Ah, excuse my manners. My name is T’Challa, a new arrival.

After looking briefly through the network, I see a few names that I recognize. Perhaps you have heard of me as well.

[Encryption; 20% Unhackable]
In Wakanda there is a saying that perseverance builds character.

[And under this one he is going to make another encryption. And so on and so forth.]

[Encryption; 50% Unhackable]
It is a virtue both men and women alike should share.

[Encryption; 60% Unhackable]
As a race that seeks to improve, it is what is needed to advance ourselves through hardships.

[Encryption; 70% Unhackable]
And it is said that sometimes those who endure even through the toughest of hardships will be remade a new like diamonds.

[Encryption; 80% Unhackable]
To reap the best rewards that life has to offer them.

[Encryption; 90% Unhackable]
And sometimes the rewards are few if none at all.

demon_brat

[Damian is in a cafe in the Wood sector that probably some of the residents will recognize. He looks calm and composed, even if the few people who are likely to pay attention will notice he's still about a week behind on sleep. He doesn't act it, however. The sector is chosen because neither Rayner's nor his residence is here, among other things.]

Ladies and Gentlemen.

First of all, congratulations and thanks to all who worked to return the turtle to a better condition. For the sake of all of us. Those who are still in need of assistance in the aftermath, please do not hesitate to call for such.

Next, I have a somewhat more cheerful announcement to make.

There is an exhibition open in the building of--

[And that is how far he gets before there is barely more than a yellowish blink sideways across the screen, and Damian is sporting a bright green troll-type wig. He actually manages to name the address when a small motion of his head makes him realize there is something on top of it, and he tries to pull it down, mostly just finding out what it is.]

[His eyes narrow, dangerously, and his teeth clench, but, after a quick look around, he goes on with his announcement. Voice tight and tense, but he keeps on going.]

... the art currently on display is by two 'foreigner' artists, but if there are more people wishing to participate, it can become a permanent fixture.

You are... all... very welcome to look around.

Good. day.

[End of message.]

ooc: Damian will probably not be responding immediately, but there is a small, good display of art, mostly Kyle's (some Damian's) in the named building in Wood. For those who could see at that speed (or can guess), the culprit for green-wigging Damian was Wally - if anyone would reasonably have recognized that, he will also be answering some of the comments directed at him.

funkindofwicked

[She cuts on the video because she can. She has nothing to hide and is too pissed off to care. Still, the smile on her face is somewhat sweet, if you miss the part where she’s trying to not grind her teeth.]

Well, well. I do declare that this has to be the strangest place I’ve ever been shipped off to. You know…if I was used to getting transported to other dimensions. But a giant turtle. Can’t say you weren’t going for originality.

[The smile is starting to crack even more along the edges, showing just how annoyed she is with all of this. She woke up with no powers, no crashed Watchtower for her to dance over, and is just generally not in the best of moods.] Now we’re here for something and the blue man crew who gave me the little tour weren’t all that chatty. How helpful of them.

[Does she look innocent? Not really, but who wouldn’t be just a teensy bit annoyed at getting dragged to another world when they’re in the middle of something? How rude of...whoever the hell did this.] Tell me who I have to punch to get this over with so I can leave what is obviously the worst case of bad turtle hygiene ever. Otherwise, I might just have to pick whoever has the most punchable face and go down the line until I get somewhere. That's wasting time I don't have, because I'm on a schedule.

[The fact she can't access her powers and shouldn't be making such claims is a point she considered and then ignored in favor of threatening people.]

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