Entries tagged with † barry allen

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( diana is seated at one of the consoles in a café when the video feed begins. it seems she’s already gone a bit native—there’s a kedan-style cloak draped around her shoulders, apparently all she needs to keep warm. still, the glint of gold from her armor is perfectly visible, as is the tiara set amongst her dark curls. she’s making no pretense of who she is, should anyone be able to recognize her.

she lifts a hand in simple greeting, smiling. she’s perfectly calm, though anyone who knows her well can probably sense just a bit of tension in the set of her shoulders, the way her eyes are focused. )

There’s many of you here that I know. And many more that I do not.

My name is Diana, and while I’m newly arrived I believe I’ve gotten most of the basics of the situation. It seems you’ve all been busy, recently.

( there’s nothing mocking about her words, and her smile is genuine and honest. she pauses, for a moment, as though to give her audience a breather. then, she continues— )

I’m sure there’s a lot to be done, and I’m willing to offer my assistance to anyone who should need it. But first, I would like to be better acquainted with all of you. If we’ve met before, I’m sure you’ll come and say hello. And if we haven’t, it’s never too soon for introductions.

( both before and after this broadcast and subsequent conversations, diana will be flying over the same café. in effect, she’s using herself as a beacon. feel free to run into her in person if you’d prefer. )

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♒ 6th VIDEO

[The feed turns on to show Eridan, surely his is a face everyone wants to see so soon, especially after his last post. Though, he looks really fidgety. Drumming his fingers on the desk as he starts:]

So, back when I was on my planet, Alternia, I used to do this thing. Orphanin'. Y'know, go around killin' the lusii a other trolls. I mean, it serwed a purpose, was no mindless slaughter or the like. Was actually a pretty damn honorable job to hawe. Probably the most if I'm bein' honest here. Thankless though it were.

[Is this story time with Eridan? It is possible. The finger drumming ~~intensifies~~ continues. His fins are even flicking here and there with notable agitation as he tries to keep up the ruse of being anything but. Stoic is the aim, but sadly Eridan's aim falls pretty far from the mark when it concerns anything that ain't a gun or wand.]

See, it was called Orphanin', 'cos unlike you pink animals who raise their young all weird an' sympathetic-like, we trolls are taken in by beasts-- [as if on cue, there's a rather large white seahorse peeking into view. Eridan spares him a glance, before shoving his head out of view. He's really a polite child, even to the creature that raised him. But hey, maybe that explains a few things! How mannerly could a guy even be when he was raised by a giant floating seahorse?]

--anyway, it was my job to lay slaughter to a good amount a them, leawin' many a troll without their lusus, like I was some kickass royal slayer or some such. Which I was, don't need you lot thinkin' different and such. The ocean was my killin' cauldron, really...

[He lets out a near dreamy sigh recalling those good memories. But honestly, it just frustrates him more than anything.]

...kinda got off track there for a sec, the whole bloody point a this is to say I'm pretty fuckin' restless as a late, an' sponge numbingly bored. I'm more used to hawin' far more... [violent] things to do.

So, I figured to myself, that I'd ask you lot if you knew a any places where there may be a influx a beasts. I think my intentions are obwious, but I mean, if I don't do somethin' and soon I may be liable to kill someone outta boredom.

[A PAUSE FOR DRAMATIC EFFECT...]

An exaggeration, a course.

HOWEWER, I suppose I could shed some consideration an' ask if you pink skinned beasts got some sorta taboo concernin' the harm a random beasts, but surely you ain't that sensitiwe of a species... right?

[See, He can totally be all sorts of considerate, nothing but consideration here! He's even aiming his pent up violent frustrations at animals and not people!! Such consideration. He's like a dog that's been in its kennel all day with no way to burn off that violent energy, so he's... trying, at least?]

Or, if any a you got any better ideas, I guess I'm willin' to listen to it. But it better not be something's stupid like "hawe you tried not bein' wiolent?" 'Cos fuck that noise.

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004 [Video] Anonymous Location

[Mark is sitting in one of the internet cafes. Outside, Eshai the turtle is waiting impatiently for him next to the window. On her back are a bunch of long boxes.]

Hey guys. I actually got these a while back during landfall, but with everything that happened right after... [He trails off. He'd rather not mention Eshai's death.] Anyway it seems my comic book collection has turned up on the turtle. You can see them over there, on top of Eshai. [Motions to the turtle and the box.] Yeah, yeah, I'm a nerd, I know. But it's a lot of reading material and it's in English, so... as long as you promise not to rip, bend, or otherwise ruin them, anyone is more than welcome to borrow anything you want. [Seriously. Don't ruin them. You'll make him cry.] I highly recommend Science Dog.

[Goes to turn off the feed, but then stops when he thinks to add:] Oh, and thanks again, Barry. I owe you.

[Turns the feed off for real this time.]

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[ When the video feed starts, it shows Annie in her uniform jacket with a distinctly flat expression that military sorts might recognize as a thousand-yard stare. The silence drags on unreasonably, though she doesn’t give any indication that she thinks it as such. (Hint: She doesn’t.) Finally, she speaks in a tone that's apathetic: ] Is natural gas available in this place? I need it to fill a certain type of canister.

[ Not that she needs it right now, but she lifts one of the canisters from her 3DMG to show it. There's a strategic value to this move by pretending she's lost that advantage. ]

Ah, I should ask after my squad, shouldn’t I? [ She says it almost as an afterthought. So she introduces herself bluntly: ] Annie Leonhart. Stohess District MP, under acting squad leader Marlowe Freudenberg.

[ Because apparently that should do the trick, right? Terse to a fault in such an unusual situation, she abruptly shuts off the feed. ]

004 || video

As some of you may know, I was hired to find the person responsible for multiple killings in September, along with an attempted homicide. That person has now killed the Emperor. [ There's a flash of something like remorse, but it only lasts a second before her jaw tightens. There's no time to feel guilty for not catching the person sooner. She has to stop him now, before he kills again. ]

I have a list of suspects. I've narrowed it down significantly. If you were one of the people I talked to about it, please see me immediately.

( Private messages for Mako, Tarrlok, Gaius Septimus, Dorian Gray, Lord Harry Wotton, Arthur Curry, Damian Wayne, Bart Allen, Jason Todd, Hal Jordan, other Hal Jordan, Billy Costigan, Rory Williams, Clara Oswald, Hannibal Lecter, Invincible, Bossuet, Combeferre, Javert, Jean Prouvaire, Marius Pontmercy, Julio Richter, Scarlet Spider, Santo Vaccarro, Scott Lang, Victor Barkowski, Bruce Banner, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, the other Tony Stark, Hayley Stark, Percy Jackson, Zelgadis Graywords, Jax Teller, Jim Kirk, Balthazar, Isaac Lahey, Kotetsu T. Kaburagi, Cecil Gershwin Paler )

( Private message to Barry Allen )

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[The feed picks up as a crate of comics book is slammed down on the desk by one Bart Allen, who is grinning like the Cheshire Cat. It's like Christmas. It's better than Christmas. It's better than every holiday rolled into one, and Bart can barely keep in frame, because he cannot stand still with this much excitement. Whether he's bouncing on his heels or buzzing with energy is unclear, but, if anyone had ever wondered what would happen if you gave a speedster espresso, he's doing a pretty good imitation.]

Guysguys you are not going to believe what they had at one of the auctions. BillyKonBarry! You guys have to come over and see these.

[Bart reaches into the crate and pulls out a comic book. It looks like it's from the 1960s or earlier, and those who would recognize it can clearly see that this book is a Flash comic, featuring Jay Garrick as the Flash.]

This is awesome! There's got to be hundreds of these and I've never read any of them and SOMEONE has to come lock them up somewhere I can't get at them and only give me one a day. 2 a day. OK. Three a day, but I don't wanna burn through them all because some of them aren't in the best shape and if I read them all now what am I gonna do tomorrow??

( OOC Note )

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For your kindness I'm in debt to you

[Clark has hardly used the network to make posts as Clark lately, not since he got the radio started... but it wasn't really that he was avoiding it, not really. Investigating about the murders, then the disappearances had simply taken most of his free time, and he hadn't had much to say.

When he turns on the feed he's playing around with what looks like a calligraphy brush between his fingers, tapping the shaft against a very basic notebook.]

The new arrivals made me think of something. [And judging by the notebook, he's trying to make sense of it by himself. Those who actually know him know how fast his brain actually is... but he's always had the Kryptonian technology to back him down, and now he finds it missing.]

We're assigned living space when we get here, right? And we don't really choose it, we're simply given directions to it when we arrive. And we know there are 5 districts, and different kind of suites on each. Some of them are obvious [Hi, Arthur, of course you live in Water] but others aren't. I live in Water, while my wife was given a suite in the Earth sector.

[She didn't spend a single day there but that's beyond the point. You might actually see her on the background, she likes doing that.] And I thought maybe there could be some kind of pattern, something in the way the Kedan organize us in each district and place. It might not be relevant at all but I'd like to give it a try.

So I guess, what I'm asking is: where do you live? Have you noticed something similar between you and your neighbors? I don't know- age? Gender? Abilities? Hobbies? [A shrug] I don't really know what could be relevant. Also, feel free to answer anonymously if you'd rather- or in my inbox, to keep it private? Whichever way you feel comfortable.

And with that done... something completely different. If I'm right, Thanksgiving should be just around the corner... [The sheepish grin of someone who's completely aware that he's indulging himself] So, what are your favorite Thanksgiving day recipes?

[Later: Supercrypted to JLA MEMBERS - From Jor-El's console]

Yes, we are doing something for thanksgiving, in case you were wondering. My question is: where? And how many of you will have to be dragged there?

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VOICE.

Iorveth.

I can't find him. It is as before, is it not?

He will reappear again as he always does. He will apologize that he had disappeared in the first place. He would not leave me on my own, would he? No, of course not... elves do not abandon other elves. That is not in our nature.

Is that not right?

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003 || [video]

Hello, again. For those who may not know me, my name is Sharon Carter. Back home, I was a government agent. I know everyone's busy with the cold and the disappearances, so I'll try not to take as little of your time as possible.

In short, if you know anything about the killings in recent months, I'd like to speak with you.

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[When the feed turns on, both Jor-El and Shockwave are in view. Shockwave is smiling the same smile as always, bursting with the usual amount of energy. Jor-El’s expression is sedate.]

Hello Keeliai. I am Shockwave. Jor-El [A gesture to the man standing to Shockwave’s left] and I wish to announce the creation of Wayne Enterprise’s Science Division in the Metal Sector.

It has been in the process of being readied for some time [the equipment they felt needed wasn’t on the turtle; it took time to build the tools needed to build more advanced equipment] but now we feel it is sufficiently equipped to bring others on.

Everyone is welcome if you have even the slightest wish to help us, or help increase the level of technology in Keeliai as a whole. We’re currently looking into alternatives for the consoles - but there’s any number of projects.

[It’s a very large space they’ve set up in, with a very open floor space and high ceiling. Shockwave was insistent on the latter.]

While a background in or familiarity with the sciences or engineering would be preferable, it will not be necessary. We are willing to accommodate anyone willing to learn.

That’s all for now, but if there’s anyone with any questions - feel free to ask. Thank you for your time.

[And with another bright smile from Shockwave and a slight nod from Jor-El, the feed ends.

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[Someone has recently spent several days out of phase and is still being a complete motormouth to make up for it.]

So autumn's really kicked it into high gear, and I was thinking that this'd be an awesome time for a bonfire on the beach. Something like the beginning of Jaws - only. Y'know. Minus the 3 ton killer shark. Thaaaaat was a terrible example. Like Pajama Party, without aliens. Um. OK. That one sucks too. There's aliens all over this turtle.

My retro movie knowledge is real limited guys. Is there a late night party in Beach Blanket Bingo? Read about it, haven't seen it. I've seen pictures of Annette Funicello though. She was pretty cute. Weird hair. She's not here, is she? A beach party with the queen of beach parties would be awesome.

So yeah. I was thinking maybe tomorrow night. Everyone's welcome. I'll bring the marshmallows. Everybody bring their own blanket and one thing to burn. I'd suggest we burn that iridescent paint, but then with my luck I'll get knocked out of this plane after my next shower and have to find another knick-knack with paint on it AND someone who knows Morse code. Again. Anyway. Attendees get two rules. We leave the beach and the ocean cleaner than we found them, and nobody mentions curfews.

Sound like a good idea to anyone else? I feel like I'm forgetting something.

[encrypted to Hayley, 50%]

Want a toasted marshmallow delivery if you don't turn up? [He puts both hands up and laughs.] Neutral location drop off. I respect privacy boundaries.

This is really just a check-in. But still serious on the sugar offer.

[Two OOC notes: 1. Sadly, I don't have time to put up a log for this tomorrow, but if anyone else wants to, feel free. 2. Bart is still under the after effects, wherein he does not remember Barry Allen. He is not aware of this.]

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3rd; Video

[When the feed turns on, Armin is not where he usually makes posts. In fact, to those who are familiar with the area, it's clear he's actually in the Reyes residence. This is made more obvious by Bianca hovering nearby. Armin turns in her general direction and quietly thanks her for "helping," although it's not entirely clear what that help was.]

[Then he looks at the camera. Sort of. His gaze is slightly off-center, and his eyes are... Oh goodness.]

[His eyes are their usual bright blue, but either his pupils are gone or they've contracted so acutely that they've become invisible. The effect is eerie to say the least; he almost looks like a ghost. His somber expression doesn't help matters any.]

Hello.

[He pauses, unsure, and then sighs deeply. His tone is bitter and defeated.]

I've been told that it's very likely that he's no longer here, but I wanted to make sure... Has anyone seen or heard from Eren Yeager recently? He's my age, a little taller, brown hair, green eyes-- and he wears the same uniform that I do. He tends to stand out, he's very... loud.

I suppose I should ask after Bertholt Hoover as well. Again, he wears our uniform, but he's very tall. I don't think he's here anymore either, but if anyone has seen him, I would appreciate a word.

Thank you very much for your assistance. Although sometimes I feel that's all I use this machine for.

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04 - Video; anonymous location

[Hey there, network! Have a Spider-Man!]

So, those of you who know Spider-Man know how he's -- I'm-- always swinging around on webs, right? Well, truth of the matter is, I'm running short on the stuff and not entirely sure how to make more, so I need the help of some of our resident geniuses. I dunno, Tony Stark maybe? Somebody who's good with chemicals and technical stuff.

Let me know, I'd owe you big time.

Thanks!

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➢ 001 | video

[The Feed turns into to reveal a lovely, young female with bright blue eyes and emerald skin. Her expression remains fairly neutral, although there are hints of emotions flickering if one were to observe closely enough. Curiosity. Excitement. Determination. And, for a fleeting moment...sadness.]

[After all, she had only just gotten her family back.]

Greetings. I am Aya.

[Her voice is robotic, yet somehow still warm. She shows no signs of alarm by her surroundings, having experienced far worse scenarios in her travels.]

Admittedly, I do not fully understand why I appear to have been separated from my crew. The four of us would have preferred to arrive together to your Sector aboard our ship, has a distress call simply been placed. However, given the circumstances, it would be unfitting for a Green Lantern not to offer one's assistance in any way possible before I seek my return.

In addition, if there is any individual who has knowledge of the location of the Interceptor, Green Lantern Hal Jordan, Seargent Kilowag, or Red Lantern Razer, the information would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you.

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((OOC: ALL MY APOLOGIES to all who tagged Garcia's initial post! Soon after introing her my health exploded and it's been a very rough month. Anyone who wants to handwave or continue those threads PLEASE let me know and I am happy to!

Also I wrote this post riiiight before going to the hospital for 4 days, so if we could subtly gloss over the lateness and/or backdate threads that'd be awesome!))
***

[The woman on the screen probably looks familiar. Her bold makeup and brightly colored jewelry and clothing are similar to before, but gone is her blonde-with-streaks hair. Now she's a ~~fabulous~~ redhead. However, the starkly freaked tone and expression might ping a few memories. Also, the rambling.]

So, okay. Maybe I'm still a little green or newb-like whatever, but in my book it's not every day someone casually announces the almost imminent death of you and everyone you care about and all the worlds ever to the beginning and end of time. Yeah, I'm still freaked out about that. I don't think I've stopped freaking since I got here.

Here's the thing, though. I don't know if it'll do a lick of good since home's home and here's... whatever it is and I don't have any fantastical awesome powers beyond the realm of computer code, but here goes nuthin'. If anyone knows of any way a certifiably world-renowned hacker could be at all useful in the process of, you know, not getting killed, I'd be totally willing to help.

I also have a kickass fashion sense and I play a little ukelele and if anyone's into shameless flattery I can spread it nice and thick... not that I assume those are, like, in demand for the purposes of not dying, but I'm just. Throwing it out there. Really, I'm a fan of being not-dead so I'm not ruling anything out. Penelope Garcia, at your service.

If nothing else, I could use a legit paying gig because my wardrobe is sorely lacking. And if I'm gonna die I'd much rather do it while looking spectacular.

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(video) four.

The need for my project comes sooner than anticipated. [his mouth is a thin line. surprises are great, but not necessarily like this.] Something has the gangs in the Earth and Metal Sectors riled up, and my associates there need help. More than that, the police need help -- stretched as thin across the sectors as they are, I'm not sure they…

[can get to all civilians in time? can quell the fighting before people get injured? or die? the possibilities are more frightening than what'll likely happen, but one can never be sure...

he shakes his head.] Over the past year kedan opinion of us has changed for the better, but there is still progress to be made. If any of you have wanted to use your abilities to make an even greater difference with them, now is your chance to do so. [and oh, there'll be money of course, but most of you would probably just do it out of the goodness of your own hearts, eh?]

I'll be overseeing things from my residence in the Fire Sector, in building 3C. I can take any time I have to answer questions here, but please -- if you're interested in helping, come see me in person as soon as possible.

[now if you'll excuse him, he's got orders to give, people to save. such is the life of a king!]

Event Navigation
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004 ♒ Audio & Text [Atlantean], Encrypted

[Encrypted Audio to anyone who might have known Mera or anyone on fairly good terms with Arthur, 60%]
[Arthur just sounds... tired. Resigned. He doesn't mince words trying to break the news gently, because he's the one who cares the most anyway.] Mera, my wife, has disappeared from Keeliai.

[Encrypted Audio to Kal-El/Superman, 80%]
I need to talk to you.

[Encrypted Text to Kaldur'ahm, Written Atlantean, Hackable]
[Feel free to have your character hack his text, but if they do, all they'll come up with is a bunch of odd symbols and glyphs arranged into what are possibly words. Atlantean is a fairly difficult language to parse through.]

Mera is... gone. There was no trace of her this morning, and I can't find her mental signature. Please come by when you get a chance, Kaldur, we need to talk about something important.

[ooc: He's being an antisocial douchebag, but anybody who knows him is absolutely welcome to just come by his place in the Water Sector. The first audio post I'm leaving pretty open-ended on purpose, feel free to just assume your character was included if they know him or Mera, or know OF them. Also feel free to hack it, it's all good.]

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[When he turns on the feed, Sep’s green eyes are thoughtful—and maybe, if you look carefully, a little tired. Still, he’s seems alert enough despite it.]

I would have waited until we got some new arrivals again to talk about this, but under the circumstances, this won't keep. For those who don’t know me, I’m Sep. I work as a healer out of WA-3A.

I didn’t get a chance to talk to Soranik directly before she left us, but there has been some discussion going around about organizing our resources and medics into a larger functioning entity, hopefully by building a proper hospital. If nothing else, we ought to coordinate our relative strengths and talents, in case someone else is best suited to treat a patient—or for triage in case of emergency. It would also provide us a good base to teach and organize less experienced field medics in case of crises like the jiangshi invasion last winter.

Information and technique exchange is part and parcel of this, although I know not all of it is applicable to all of us. It’s past time we got organized, though—especially so there’s infrastructure in place no matter who arrives or leaves.

[He relaxes the further into the post he gets, some of the tension draining from his shoulders. This is the role he’s most comfortable in: getting people organized to support each other and keep things running smoothly.]

There’ll be a meeting at my suite tomorrow. Everyone already working in a clinic should drop by for basic information exchange. If you’re a medic not currently attached to a facility and want to be, we'll get you sorted.

[Basic encryption to Bianca Reyes]
It was indicated that questions about Dr. Natu’s clinic should be directed to you, ma’am. If you’ve got a free moment, could we sit down today? I’d appreciate a basic run-down, just so I have a better understanding when talking to others who work more like you do. [He admitted a weakness, Bianca, this is a milestone.]

[[ooc: log post for the meet-and-greet is here.]]

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003 [VIDEO] Anonymous Location

[Mark can be seen sitting at one of the many internet cafes in the Earth sector. With Eve gone, he had to go back to these to post to the network as Mark, as his console belongs to "Invincible". ~~Gotta try to have that secret identity.~~ He smiles and gives a dorky little wave.]

So uh, if we were back on Earth it would be pretty close to Halloween, wouldn't it? Uh, those of you from Earth, I mean.... And Halloween is nothing without horror movies--especially zombie movies. As I don't think moves are an option here, I'm trying to get my horror fix somewhere else. Suggestions??

[And with that important message out of the way, he changes the filter.]

[Filtered to Bianca Reyes]

Hey, uh, Mis--Bianca, sorry. Do you might if I stop by later? I uh, have something for you.

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seven : a scary conversation [AUDIO]

[Hayley sighs a little, then sounds mostly disappointed. Those paying close attention can probably tell it masks a level of anger.]

Seriously? Is no one talking about the whole people getting murdered thing?

( Action for Superman; Encrypted messages to: Clark, Lois, Bruce Banner, Dick Grayson (comics), Jason Todd, Maxwell Lord, Chekov, and Loki - ETA: Jor-El, Bruce Wayne, Sabriel )