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I appear to have--damaged my harness, and also a dear possession of mine, while I was in the bottle.

[His ruff droops guiltily. Is that a note of embarrassment in his voice? Of course it is. He is nothing if not transparent.]

If there is anyone here with a talent for leatherworking, or perhaps metalworking, I should be very glad to hear it.

[private to anyone who encountered his mirrorverse self in Kithika]

I--I must beg your pardon, if I said anything to you that was very rude, or stupid, or both; you may rest assured I am in my right mind again, and the incident is unlikely to repeat itself, and I should like it very much if you forgot everything I--that is to say he--told you, and pay it no mind at all, because it is not true.

[Beat.]

And I should think it obvious that goes doubly for you, M. Pontmercy.

definingfuture

Well someone here has completely dropped the ball. I know there are at least a few people around who are rich and Earth-savvy enough to get everyone presents for the month. Maybe celebrate the break from so much cold or the coming of good fortune or something like that. We could use a celebration right about now.

At the very least, I'll try to do my part. [Tony gives the network a winning smile and holds up a small, strange-looking flower playfully. It almost makes the next part sound more like a joke than any real offer.] I've got a few too many of these, so if anyone would like to take them off my hands, I'll be happy to give you a discount.

And if you're available, Miss Frost, I'd love to spend some quality time with you. If your schedule will allow it, of course.

I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm personally missing my chocolate.

[He even winks at the feed before disconnecting.]

( Private messages locked to Annabeth Chase, Arthur Curry, Shockwave, and Kyle Rayner )

sizzle

[ As the video starts up things are pretty quiet at first. There's a clear view of Zuko's face, his one eyebrow furrowed as his eyes flick back and forth studying the console. He got the explanation of how this worked, he knows what he's supposed to be doing with it... but it doesn't make the contraption any less bizarre to him.

After a good fifteen seconds of silence before he starts speaking. ]

Hello...

[ There's just a moment of hesitation here before Zuko stands up straighter and looks directly at the screen. ]

My name is Zuko. I am the prince of the Fire Nation.

[ A frown. ]

I don't know if that means anything to most of you here, and if it doesn't then this doesn't concern you.

[ Nice, Zuko.

He's still having a little difficulty with the idea that people here won't know what the Fire Nation is. It's a pretty big part of his world... it's a pretty big part of the entire world where he's from.

He takes a deep breath, and in the gravest tone he can muster up (which is pretty damn grave) says- ]

I need to know if anyone here has seen the Avatar.

inhisherosimage

[Maybe he's being overly cautious, but Tim isn't entirely sure if he's still in the Unternet and thus the city is just some trick, and so he chooses to make his first entry on the cities network text only. His decision is further bolstered by the uniform stowed away - the uniform further complicating the location decision. If he wasn't in the Unternet, then logically he shouldn't have that uniform. Still, Tim knows at least how find if he has any allies in this unknown city - virtual world or not.]

Well. That was a pretty rude awakening. I'm not used to waking in the tub surrounded by strangers. I mean, sure the tour of the city was different and the welcome pamphlet is a nice touch. But I'm not a huge fan of waking up in some fantasy movie and being told I'm going to fight some big bad evil. I'm not really the hero type. Heck, I haven't even had my morning coffee. Oh! Name's Todd Richards. Don't suppose anyone here has heard of Star City? Or knows where to get that coffee? [That should pique the interest of anyone familiar with his dimension. And the name should alert any close allies...]

scild

[After waking up in a new world, drenched, (not at all the first impression a princess should give), and being told she has to fight in a war? Well. Please excuse her if she needs some time to adjust. This is an awful lot to take in on such short notice.

By the time she becomes comfortable enough to use her console (a feat, considering she typically leaves such matters to her friend Guy), she's made herself more presentable and manages to remain poised. As much as she's still reeling on the inside, Natalia hasn't forgotten that she's still a representative of her kingdom.]

I am Natalia, Princess of Kimlasca-Lanvaldear. I realize titles probably mean very little here, but if you would please give me a moment of your time, I'd be very grateful.

From what I understand, we have all been drafted for the same purpose. I cannot say I condone unnecessary warfare; nevertheless, now that I'm here, I won't turn my back on those who are suffering. As a master in Lanvalder-style archery and a studied healer with extensive combat experience, I'm confident that you will find no complaints about my performance.

That said, it seems I will need to support myself while I'm here. [For a moment, she sounds a little less sure of herself. This is, after all, outside of her realm of experience, but she presses on.] Naturally, my duties back home revolve around the well-being of my people. As such, I have experience in a variety of areas, including managing large-scale projects, public speaking, negotiating trade treaties, participating in rescue operations, and resolving conflicts between nations.

Is anyone in need of such a skill set? If not, I'm...most certainly willing to learn another trade.

Thank you.

bacondivination

Ladies and gentlemen, I am bored as Hel. You folk especially ought to recognize by now just how dreadful a situation that might be when dealing with a god of mischief.

[ This is not the Loki Laufeyson people might be accustomed to seeing, but he's certainly posting from the same console that the young scamp usually does. He's apparently maybe in his late teens, but certainly no older than that. ]

So who wants to buy me drinks and see how long it takes to get a handsome Asgardian lad properly sloshed?

[ There's an awkward pause. Shit, his mom might see this.

Shit, Mistress Bianca might. ]

In the most responsible and reasonable way imaginable, I assure you. And, worry not, the attractive visage you see here is one-hundred percent the truth. For once. I am actually a man grown, I assure you. Did a little witchcraft with a lovely assistant, sorted some things out. Started a novel, too, actually, and I'm thinking of taking up yoga. Lots of personal growth going on.

And now that this has turned utterly anticlimactic, I'll leave off there.

( Private (Default Encryption) to Willow and Gene )

dracobin

[It is well past nightfall when Temeraire appears on the network, his expression exhausted and his posture hunched.

He has spent the bulk of the day flying, trying to dull his--well, it cannot be called grief, when he did not know the Emperor well enough for that, but it must be something close, surely. One cannot win wars without a few losses of one's own, but this is a price unfairly paid: something stolen and not captured on the field of combat. It is the gravest offense imaginable, for a dragon, and there is as much rumbling anger in his voice as there is sorrow when he speaks.]

Given recent events, there is little point in delaying the matter any longer. I do not know what form our enemy will take when it comes to us, but we must be prepared for any possibility, especially now that Eshai's power can no longer keep it at bay.

To that end, I am announcing the formation of the Keeliai Aerial Corps. There is little point in formation-flying when we cannot predict our enemy's movements, but at the very least those of us who can fly must grow used to flying together, and those of us who can fight must be prepared to do so under any circumstances.

Pray provide your name if you are interested; we will meet once a week at the very least, for target-practice and drills, and we might discuss tactics, and new technologies, as well.

If it brings an army with it, we will at least not be caught unawares.

[corresponding OOC signup thread here!]

unconchonable

[Maybe it's in bad taste. Maybe it's in bad taste and Eridan really does not give a shit. He's heard the news, and is delighted by it, to be perfectly honest. She was nothing but a disrespectful cur, and the news of her death has left him elated to say the least. When the feed turns on, he's sipping a hot cup of tea (pinky extended), of what type is anyone's guess, but he looks amused as ever.]

I say the bitch got what was comin' to her.

[He takes another long sip. He feels no need to disclose who, when it's probably obvious to anyone with a working think pan.]

Just goes to show that maybe there is some modicum a justice in this place.

aloadeddie

[Arthur's message is short and to-the-point today. No muss, no fuss.]

Any egg-sitters concerned about "Robin's" idea about the eggs being some kind of sinister plant intended to infiltrate our minds - I can train people in certain kinds of subconscious security which should help prevent that kind of thing from happening.

Contact me if that's something you think you want. If you don't know me already, my name is Arthur.

[That's it. He's been here long enough that he's way past dealing with formalities, or even much secrecy about what he does. Almost no one seems to care, after all. Why should they, with so many people throwing around superpowers and magic?]

unobtainableredemption

[Kaine was sitting at one of the numerous cafes in the Earth sector, wearing his Scarlet Spider costume and feeling like an idiot in doing so. Unfortunately, he couldn't make this as Kaine, not when he couldn't remember the kid's real name to save his life.

At least this time he knew how to work the damn console.]

If you know who I am, check in. I might have something that belongs to you.

[Could that have been less cryptic? Probably. Hopefully it works.]

tony_redgrave

[The feed clicks on to a new face, a severely annoyed and unimpressed face. The broadcast is from one of the cafe booths, because this guy just cannot sit still for long, even when he feels a lot like death warmed over. He leans over to peer unnecessarily close to the monitor, before slumping back in the booth with an irritated 'hnph!'.]

So, it does work. Well isn't that nice. I'm sure anyone watching this thing has done this little tango before so I'll cut out the pleasantries. First order of business, what's a guy gotta do to get a pizza around here? And second, great story about your little problem and all, but is there any way we can skip climbing the evil tower and go straight to the main event?

I'm late for a party back home, you see, and I'd really hate to miss out on the festivities. It's a pretty big gig, I'm sure you understand.

[This one has only the most pleasant social skills.]

bacondivination

You go too far, Iron Man! You know not what you have done, knavish cullion. I will relish taking my revenge, make no mistake. I hate you, hate, with every ounce of my being and this shall not be a mistake you ever dare repeat.

[ Loki's mad. Real mad.

Just in case that wasn't obvious. ]

I was on level four hundred and thirty-three! [ His voice goes high enough it cracks on the last word, and he huffs before continuing. ] Why would you even do that? Is this not against your Midgardian Geneva Conventions? Candy Crush Saga should be sacred and untouchable.

[ He hasn't even checked his other games yet. He deflates somewhat, plaintively fussing: ] It's just so rude.

unconchonable

[Oh hey, this certain sounds like that dude who threw a huge hissy-fit over how cold it is just the other day.]

I know humans are downright fuckin' borin' and incapable a understandin' the MAJESTY a this sorta thing, but this turtle-bound metropolis ain't all that biased with who it's pickin' to bring here, so I figured I'd ask this ewen if I'll get some slack-jawed brainless answers from humans concernin' this. Takin' one for my curiosity, it seems.

[Truth be told, he's more bored than curious.]

So, do any a you other races hawe a romance that's parallel to kismesissitude? Which, I'm sure you lot ain't got the pans to understand what that means outright, so with my infinite magnanimity, I'll explain. It's like hawin' a nemesis, an' not just any ol' brinesucker that snarls at you funny. But a bona fide riwal, that which dedicates his or her existence to bein' a metaphorical thorn in your side, all contentious an' bellicose like, but newer quite aimin' to be your end. Just wantin' you around to make you miserable, to challenge you an' keep you on your fuckin' toes all proper like. In a way, they make you better than you once were, but still spit in your face while they do it.

[He lets out a sigh, it almost sounds dreamy in a way. He may be missing having a kismesis, just a little bit.]

But what you got an' they got in regards to one another ain't no mushy pity, hell no, it's all pure hatred, seethin' boilin' fuckin' ENMITY. And through your wiolent an' destructiwe black waltz, you fight, an' bloody each other up, make out a little...

[Okay... there's no maybe. He definitely misses it.]

--Anyway, so do any a you other species out there got anythin' like that, or are all you bound to a singular quadrant all borin' an' such? An' if it ain't like humans with their solely pity-based quadrant, what manner a romance do you got yourselwes?

hulkintraining

[The console turns on to the sight of Teddy's anxious face and in the background the viewer can just make out the shape of a giant egg laying in a pile of blankets on the floor.]

I'm calling all turtle egg parents here. I'm a new...,uh parent I guess. Man that is really strange to say. This is my first time taking care of the egg by myself. I guess I was just wondering what are some of the ways you other egg parents take care of your egg. Like, do you ever leave your apartment? Because I have to admit the idea of walking around out there with the egg is kind of intimidating.

So...yeah. Help? Please?

[Teddy scoots in closer.]

I have another question for you guys, and this one probably applies to a wider group of people here. I know that a lot of people here have powers or special abilities that are unique to them. That's probably old news to everyone, right? What I'm interested in knowing is what kind of powers or abilities does everyone have? Think of it as a kind of survey. It might become useful in the future to know that we have twelve magic users and only two telepaths or whatever. [If not it will certainly satisfy Teddy's geeky need to categorize as many new heroes and their abilities as possible in his head. He's definitely missing Wikipedia right about now.]

You don't have to give your name if that makes you uncomfortable. Feel free to reply with an anonymous text if you want. To start things off, I'll go first. My main talent is shape-shifting. But I also have some other handy abilities like super-strength and a healing factor. [The anonymous text idea is really for people who want to keep their established secret identity a secret. Teddy feels more comfortable being open about his identity here where he's surrounded by other people with powers, but he knows there are probably others who don't feel the same.]

skybluejeep

[Stiles, already a big believer in layers, is wearing two sweaters, a jacket, a scarf, and even though you can't see it, has his blanket draped across his lap. He looks like what a cartoonist believes appropriate cold weather clothes looks like. Or, no, he look like Randie in A Christmas Story! Yes.]

Okay, why is it cold as balls right now? I'm from California. I'm not used to this. This is completely unacceptable. If I wanted to live like this, I'd move to freakin' Alaska and cuddle up with a polar bear. I'm going to get frostbite. Things are going to start falling off my body because of this, I know it.

Bryn, I'm calling out sick for the duration of this because if I go outside I'm going to drop dead. Of ice. I'm going to turn into an abominable snowman after all, and this time it won't be a joke.

Petition to make the turtle swim to Tahiti, sign below, thanks.

survival_isnt_living

[This, ladies and gentlemen and anyone between or outside those definitions, is what you call a boyish grin. Septimus' green eyes gleam with light-hearted pride.

Someone is definitely far too pleased with himself.]

In the wake of the announcement about vouchers, I have a related one. [He holds up a stone, flat and about the size of his palm. Of course, he's six-four, it's quite respectable. It also has a faint tint, not quite a warm glow.] This is a firestone. Not too creatively named, I admit, but it does about what you'd expect: provides warmth.

It's not as hot or quite as pervasive as a fire--my people use the related coldstones to keep storage cool in summer, or these to keep plates warm for serving, simple things. But they ought to do just fine for smaller--and less intrusively smoky--sources of warmth. Piling a few may bolster the heat enough to let it radiate a little more, I haven't tested it.

[He feels a little bad for not thinking of the coldstone thing in summer, but those are also far more difficult to make. Firestones are fairly quick and easy.]

Anyone caring for the eggs found in Sinbrilee: if you have concerns about their well-being and want a way to provide them a little comfort, just let me know. I'll get you a few. The same offer goes to the clinics, though it may take a little more time.

It does take time and effort, including away from healing. Those I can provide. Everyone else [and here the grin turns mildly lopsided and chagrined, this whole working for a living still feels foreign after a lifetime of privilege] one or two juulan per.

[Okay he totally won't ask for it from kids or in extenuating circumstances, and probably reduce it if someone wants a lot. The offered variance is for individual discretion.]

I also have vouchers like the other clinics. As ever, come by WA-3A whenever you need to.

[[ooc: feel free to action here or handwave; if you want a log, he has a catch-all here.]]

asoothingvoice

[It's been awhile since Bianca's made a network post, but here she is again.]

This is going to be on the long side, but I have a few announcements regarding the clinic to make, and then something regarding Thanksgiving. [If the clinic info doesn't keep people's attention, the thought of food certainly will.]

First off, the kedan are expecting winter weather and cold temperatures to hit us soon, and the Dr. Natu clinic [Even if Soranik isn't here anymore, it makes sense to keep calling it that] received vouchers for warm clothing. If you don't have the funds to purchase winter clothing like coats, especially if you're a new arrival, stop by our clinic here in Earth, [Directions to the building here, with a location ping] and pick one up.

Ours isn't the only clinic to get these vouchers, so if there's one closer to you, you don't need to make your way out here.

Second, once a week from this point onward, we're also going to be offering classes on basic first aid, what to do in case of medical emergencies, and general health classes, among others. These are open to everyone, including the kedan, and while we'll be charging for each class, it's to help fund the clinic and to pay for the supplies for the basic first aid classes. If you don't have any experience with first aid, I heavily suggest signing up, since we'll also be including a first aid kit with the first aid classes.

We'll also be having a full staff day on these same days. If you haven't had a physical or checkup recently, the full staff days would be the best time to get one, especially with cold weather approaching.

Finally, on a more personal note, since we had Halloween about a week ago, [Even if that went badly with all the disappearances going on] for a lot of us, that means that Thanksgiving is a few weeks away. I know not everyone celebrates it, and that not everyone has family or friends from where they came from here with them, but I want to invite everyone here to EA-1A for Thanksgiving dinner in three weeks if they want to join Jaime and me, and you don't have other plans.

If you decide to come, feel more than free to bring something along with you if you like for the table.

[Anyone who has CR with Jaime or Bianca would be getting a personal invite delivered in person for this by Jaime.]

[OOC:Most of the clinic information, besides the cold weather voucher bit, can be found here.

The forward dated Thanksgiving log can be found here.]

ofmyth

[Do not adjust your consoles, turtlefolk, the picture of the slightly scowly person taking up your screen is correct. Thor just happens to have really, really broad shoulders.

He stares silently into the console for a moment longer than might be comfortable for some people.]

To those of you who reside on this turtle whom I have not yet met: greetings. I am Thor, brother of Loki and member of the Avengers.

[Another pause. Why on Earth do people talk to each other on these things? One might as well talk to a brick wall.]

I am responsible for the sudden storm which arrived and so suddenly departed a few nights ago.

If you know of any damage which was caused then, bring it to my attention and I shall put it right. You have my word that any future storms of such magnitude will be kept outside the confines of the city.

[Another pause... and he nods. That's everything he wanted to say.]

[Locked to Tony Stark 616 (20% encryption)]

[Thor is much quieter than when they last spoke.]

We must have words.

[Note: This is following up this happenstance. TL;DR: Thor lost his temper and made it rain and lightning quite badly and there's been slight/mild damage to stuff because YAY FIGHTING?! :'D Feel free to have had something of your character's been damaged by lightning and Thor will come fix it (or just yell at him for being so noisy so late in the evening. Wow such a rude neighbour.)]

daughteroftheoriginal

[Here’s a pretty nice looking girl with shoulder length brown hair looking into the video feed. Fairly fashionable up to date clothes. Looking a nervous. Totally normal.]

If there was anything I was expecting besides helping my mom out with my baby brother before I went to school, it definitely wasn’t this.

[Nevermind that she was missing school before this happened. There was a bit of clone drama going on.]

They said everyone’s been brought here to save this place so, any Avengers? Members of the Fantastic Five? If they were hoping to grab superheroes, they really missed the mark, with how many are back home, Forest Hills aside. New York’s crawling with them.

I really hope time’s stopped back home like they said before they dropped me off, because otherwise all my friends at school are going to be missing me. And I really don’t want to get in trouble with my parents.

[She really, really hopes they were right about time stopping back home. Aside from the amount of trouble any extended stay in another dimension could net her, there’s also the fact that the Other May’s back home and she doesn’t think she’s given up on her belief that she’s the original May. ...Talk about a confusing thought! What if the Other May tries to replace her?]

definingfuture

[Tony starts out sitting in front of the console. He's a little slow to start up what he wants to say-there's an awkward pause beforehand like he's just sizing them up through the video itself.]

So, I've been busy lately. And I've gotten a little distracted by other things, but-

[Something catches in his throat and cuts him off. Tony clears his throat and tries to look casual and calm. He's distracted and maybe in need of some sleep, with his attention wandering from the feed, but he's not going to drop the flippant tone. Especially not now.]

But apparently there have been some strange disappearances lately, and those people might actually still be around.

[He seems to want to say more, but his heart isn't in it. Maybe he should be offering to try to help those semi-disappeared people. Probably. Unfortunately he can't make himself do that.]

That's not what I want to talk about. I need... [Don't finish that, Stark.]

I need someone who knows how to take care of flowers. Horticulture isn't my thing and I have some and I have to make sure they, they don't die, so if you have any advice, I could use it. That or animal counselors. I'm sure those exist out there somewhere.

[ooc: cw for mentions of child deaths and violent arguing.]

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