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[ when the feed opens up, it is to a small black cat with heterochromia (one eye brown, the other a bright gold). depending on where you live, he might even be a familiar black cat. ]

Hey. [ oh and he talks. ] Figured I should get this out of the way, since I'm.. here, I guess, for the time being. [ an ear flicks, and he settles, getting comfortable and crossing his paws. ] Anyway, I'm Alex, and I got here.. recently. [ alex fierro: he of the frustratingly vague and casually suspicious nature. ] Norse demigod here, so if one of you Asgardian lot feels some strange seidr on the air or whatever, hi, that's me.

[ he blinks mildly, head tilting as he considers the video feed. what else, what else.. oh! ]

Despite all evidence to the contrary, I'm not always a cat. .. Sometimes I'm a flamingo. Or a dragon. Also I'm genderfluid, so don't be a dick about it and I'll give you my pronouns. [ a significant pause. ] They're he/him today if you're wondering. That's it, thanks.

aristosmyrmidon

[Patroclus stares at the camera intensely for a moment, checking to see if the device is working. When he realizes it must be, he leans back. And takes a breath He’s gone over what to say many times over.]

Ah, I am Patroclus. I have only recently arrived.

[Not as confident as he hoped to sound but not as bad as he feared.]

I do not know if any of you are from my world, but I understand that I am from a time in the past for many of you. Have any of you heard of Troy? I would like to know if the Greeks conquered it and--

[He braces himself. This isn’t a question he wants to ask. He knows what the general answer will be-- the prophecy always foretold Achilles’s death. But he needs to know how it happened and if his fame was worth the price.]

If you have heard of Achilles, what became of him?

somakemelaugh

[Enjoy this face filling your screen at some point in the evening. One hand appears cupped around one edge of the view, as if he had been trying to hide the fact that he's recording this, which is likely not far from the truth seeing as how he's keeping his voice low.]

Wish I had more time for this, but for those of you friendly to the Earl Ciel Phantomhive, well. Today is a very special day for him. Try to make it pleasant, if you feel so inclined.

[There's a grin from him, then a voice behind him and the feed is quickly cut.]

soulsflight

I'll keep this short... (She tries to sound in-charge. Tough. But it all comes out...shy.) My name is Lightning and I'm a new member of the Perimeter Guard. I have combat experience. (A lot of it.) So if you're in a tight spot, just give me a call.

(There. Is that...a decent intro? It's certainly dry. She shifts and crosses her arms over her chest.)

I mean it. I know that might seem like a strange promise from someone who doesn't know you, but that doesn't matter to me. I will protect you. I'm...just built that way now.

(After seeing one world end... After harvesting souls... Yeah. She can't say no to anyone in trouble.)

Hello.

hititwithacrowbar

[ Jason was face down, asleep in bed, dressed only in a pair of boxers. A pile of tissues nearby, and the gun resting on the bedside table beside a mostly empty bottle of NyQuil. A shot had been taken just after the text conversation with Damian assured that he was dead to the world. He had assumed he was safe, that Damian wouldn’t really bother… boy was he wrong.]

[Wrong? He wasn't just wrong. He was out right stupid to think that he could issue a challenge to Damian and the teen would just let it got. Please, Damian didn’t know how to let things go. It didn't take Damian long to find Todd, but he waited until the cover of night and returned to the communal living, finding the might Red Hood passed out and drooling into his pillow.

The evidence of used tissues liter in the floor made it clear the man was ill. This was going to be too easy, Damian might’ve felt bad if care, but a point needs to be made. You don’t threaten his pets, call him pipsqueak or challenge Damian Wayne! He moves to the trunk by Todd's bed and find his uniform and some gear. Smirking, Damian takes out the grapple and ties the rope around Todd’s ankles.

He finds the man's network device, because well, why not give Todd a recording of his defeat? Once his trap was set, Damian moves to the head of Todd’s bed, removes the gun on the nightstand and taps Todd’s red nose to wake him.]

...Found you.

[He drawls before firing the grapple towards the ceiling.]

[ The grapple was strong for sure, all bat-gear was and it had to be strong enough to let him move from building to building… so it yanked him hard and fast out of bed for the ceiling the way Damian intended. His eyes had started to slowly open at the tap on his nose before his world flipped.

Oh shit. He was not in any shape for this. It was by some higher power that he didn’t puke all over the place with the first spin. He looked green for a moment before the rage overpowered the logic. And he screamed as mad as he could. His hands flailing trying to get Damian but instead he found one of his knives in the bed and started swiping for the younger boy.]

Fucking! Little son of a bitch! Get over here!

[ He yelled as he tried to pull his legs free, but damn Damian’s knots. He couldn’t try to stab him and cut himself free at the same time.]

That it! Your dead again!

[Damian just takes a step back when Todd starts flinging a knife at him. What is it that Damian has on the nightstand? Why it's Todd network device and he is recording your misery as we speak.

After all, you said you didn't like pictures, nothing about video.]

I warned you that round two was coming, Todd. [Damian ducks another knife swing and points at Todd dramatically.] Did you really think I wouldn’t take up your challenge? Like I'd ever turn down an excuse to rain ruin on you Todd. [He says, because you really just asked for this.]

[ Jason growled still swiping the knife Damian’s way, but misery was his true love it seemed, and a violent set of sneezes came in fast repetition. Which was life in general just laughing at him. He tried to swipe at Damian again once he got the sneezes stopped. Dizzy, half drugged and sick as hell. This was not his day… and the damn camera.]

Turn that shit off! I swear to god I’m going to bring the pain when I get down! [ He yelled at Damian.] Shut it off!

11calls

[Because Alex is most comfortable doing audio (podcasts, they're radio on demand) that's what her posts are going to be. Her voice is soft and ready for radio, and there's a hint of a Canadian accent in it.

Also, it's two am so feel free to yell at her if she woke your character up!]

You know, I think I'm handling all of this rather well. Taken to a different world, okay. Might be in a coma or something back home but okay. Magic users and superheros, definitely okay. Still might be in a coma, but it's nice to know about.

My problem with being here is time. Back home, it was the end of September, not even proper Thanksgiving [Sorry, someone is from Canada where Thanksgiving is in October] or Halloween. And now suddenly it's Christmas. I've been here a month but I still keep feeling like I've lost all of this time. Losing this time makes me wonder: what do they know back home? Have they noticed I'm gone?

[That's a huge worry for her, she doesn't want people to think that she's just run away and abandoned them when the world may be ending. Or whatever.]

I'd like to think that when I go home, it'll be at the same moment but then I wonder: will I have all this extra time then? Memories of this place? I've been around more weird stuff in the last two years than I care to admit, but I think this might be the weirdest thing ever.

So, that's what keeping me up tonight. [Among other insomnia like things because she's Alex.] What's keeping you up?

wildlinks

[When Yu arrived, he barely had a chance to get his bearings before being tossed into whole orientation thing, the job, his living situation and everything that's been going on. He was taken to the address where he was situated in these dire(?) circumstances. He didn't mind communal living. In fact- he wished he could've lived with his friends like this back in Inaba. All in one place, chatting whole day and night.

But... he thought it was slightly unbecoming of him to just completely pass out after drinking his tea and having small chat with Ed. So, today, he had different agenda in mind.
Yu remembered seeing a convenience store on his way here, relatively close, so he took a small shopping trip. Mooching off of his floormates is not nice. And then he spent the morning cooking. Or rather, baking.

While the treats are in the oven, he turned on the video feed.]

So... I've never done anything like this before. It's all new for me. [A pause.] I want to apologize to the people that live on 6th floor, I didn't properly greet them when I arrived, [he scratched back of his head.] I think I was a bit too overwhelmed after the arrival so I was out of it until this morning. So yeah, hi! I'm Yu Narukami. I'm very pleased to meet you all!

[Later, there is a text and picture update on what he was preparing]

This batch turned out really well 🍪 🍪 🍪

[action: He's on the sixth floor of the building in the afternoon, lingering around in the kitchen and entertainment area. Mostly pondering on things that are going on in his life right now. If he's staring blankly at one spot- don't worry, he's not crazy. He's just sifting through his personas. Feel free to chat with him!]

sonofab

[Damian stares down his ...social worker... as she speaks. The woman explains the room, his bi-weekly stipend, the works. Still, Damian stares her down with a burning intensity that just screams 'I am displeased. Go. away. No mask, no Robin gear, just a pissed off teenager in a hoodie.

Clearing her throat nervously, she does leave and that's why Damian takes in his room. It didn't matter what the room looked like really, Damian wasn't having this communal living nonsense. He sees the extra beds in the room and ...that is just too many roommates. This is was 24-hour surveillance and he was not having that.

He frowns down at the device and switches it on. Have an annoyed looking ... 10-year-old? (No, he's 13 dammit, don't just assume things from his small stature!) glaring down at the camera.]

This communal living thing is not happening. What's the price range for houses or private apartments around here?

almightiness

(ooc: he will make an attempt to lock this from children characters, as to not spoil the surprise, but who knows how well that suceeded)

[There's a boisterous bout of laughter, full of good company and power, like he could probably go full Jurassic Park and shake a glass of water with it. The tall, muscular hero has been around here and there, likely a shooting figure darting past windows, or helping keep monsters back from the wall. Be it a fire or an accident or someone getting lost, he's more than happy to leap into action to protect! Or handle crime. Either/or. He's not picky.

But today is a day for a particularly important mission, one he's going to focus on during his down time...!

What is it you say?! Ha!

He appears on the video, flashing a large and blinding grin.]

GOOD AFTERNOON, CITIZENS OF RIVERVIEW!! I am--

-- and I had, like so many of you, fallen into the portal not too long ago by accident; now that I'm here, I'm more than content with helping the good people of Riverview! And it's for that reason that I've decided to help partake in the holidays this year! This is a...

Please do bring any presents you have to Room 3 at the local elementary school! I give my thanks to the faculty for helping with this task...! And worry not about the safety of the presents; why? Because I will be here to collect them for you! I will be doing my part as well -- after all, I still have a wage from my initial arrival, and so I've been doing some purchasing of my own!

[Behind him, a mountain of different toys sits in the unused school room!!!

He stands in front of it, making a strong fist and sparkles in the sunlight beaming through the window; what a scene, lord.]

Let us not leave any child in Riverview behind!!

Join in, and I will deliver the gifts in proper santa apparel!

After all, every child deserves a wonderful holiday...!!

[The feed ends!!]

...... Action: Toshinori Yagi | Riverview Streets

[A few hours later...!!!]

[Cough, cough.

Toshinori coughs into his sleeve, bundled up in a scarf and a large winter coat. He's got a number of bags hanging off his skinny arms, and looks like he's having a hell of a time balancing them all...!! At the moment he is heading over to the toy run with them -- though he's just a 'civilian' now, because... well... 'All Might' has a time limit. It's fine; everyone's able to go deposit stuff and it's been a while since All Might left the area, so it's not like he's blowing any covers here. Usually his seven feet worth of skinnyboy is enough to deter, but maybe someone will take pity on him and help where he really should have asked for it.

(... Though, notably, when he's on his way back to the community building, he'll be missing aforementioned coat and scarf.)

He's a hopeless fellow, this giant.

But it's the time for giving! And you know him. He gives 150%. So. That includes things he shouldn't give.]

ragnarsson

[The video opens up with everyone's favorite (but no longer only) Viking in the Quarantine. He's looking a touch more relaxed and less grumpy than he normally does.]

So I've come to learn of this Christian holiday Christmas that you all have. That's nice. [He says this in a slightly condescending tone.]

What you don't know is that the Christians took pretty much everything from the Norse to create it. Why? Because our holiday was much better than their's and they wanted in on it. Who wouldn't want to be as awesome as the Norse?

[He seems to realize he's losing the point and comes to it.] The gods and present Norse here in the city have decide to show you all how to have a proper holiday party. You're all invited to a Jól celebration. [Despite what the word looks like, it's pronounced "Yule".]

Eat, drink, and enjoy an animal sacrifice. Any naysayers or whiners will be subject to the whims of the gods. So I suggest you all be there. That is all.

[OOC: This is just an announcement post for the Yule celebration all the Norse characters have cooked up. If you wish to respond to Ivar directly, you can, but the log itself is over here!]

kumkani

[T'Challa does not put on the Panther Habit for his first post to the network, preferring to keep the two identities separate for as long as possible. For the duration of his stay, if he can manage it, though it's not he who would tell the others. He cannot vouch for the people from his own world that are here. Not all of them, at least.

He angles his device to capture his face and very little of his surroundings.]

In my culture, death is not the end. It's more of a stepping off point. You reach out with both hands and Bast and Sekhmet, they lead you into the green veld where... you can run forever.

[He'd been told upon his arrival, after many questions, that he was here because he'd felt displaced. While that had not necessarily been true, the thought that this place was something other than what it seemed had crossed his mind. The afterlife possibly, though he did not recall dying - his beliefs dashed that notion rather quickly.]

So this cannot be life after death. Do you accept the answers you have been given or do you challenge them? What was the outcome of such action?

[The feed ends there. It's enough of a start to generate conversation.]

glitterpants

_{[ Perhaps you recognize this guy because he has two other identical brothers here. Perhaps you recognize him from watching some campy soap opera that he has acted in— you know his face, he's the guy that always dies in the background. If not, perhaps you're one of the unfortunate people who actually know him.. or are friends with him. Yikes. Either way, this feed features Karamatsu illuminated by candlelight, nothing more. He's wearing a closed bathrobe and.. nothing more, either. Well, just about. There's a red bow tied around his neck— if anyone cared to look further, they'll probably see it's also draped over his collarbone, implying he's wrapped up in a ribbon like a present underneath that robe.

Spoiler: he is.

But that's not it. A painful picture deserves some painful monologues, right? He parts his lips, expression appearing wistful. It's bad acting at it's finest. It's cringe worthy. ]}

Ah, December. It is probably... my second favorite time of the year. It is a time for generosity, a time for giving. A time to reflect on your former self as the year draws to an end.. a time for.. love. _{[ TAKES A DRAMATIC SIP OF WINE. ]}
Where I am from.. we celebrate Christmas. It is.. expected, ah no, it is mandatory that love blossoms within the snowy air, shrouding all feelings of loneliness with feelings of adoration— feelings of belong. If you are lonely this month, I can offer you the greatest gift you can ever receive! Ah, are you ready? _{[ He sucks in a breath and then exclaims with a flourish: ]}
IT IS LOVE!!!
It is all the love that I could ever give! Simply accept and be my date on the 25th! I will shower you with gifts! I will shower you with.. romance!
_{[ His voice is cracking slightly from sounding so desperate, tears pricking the corner of his eyes. It's really pitiful. ]}

I will give you a night you won't ever forget! _{[ PROBABLY FOR THE WRONG REASONS... ]}Say goodbye to lonely nights, hello to season delights!!

fiercestwarrior

[ Sif is... not overly used to public speaking, unless you count rousing yells to fire soldiers up for battle, or perhaps the occasional drunken rant about something or other. Hence she looks more than a little stiff on camera, unsure how to address a crowd of unknown size that she can't even see. ]

Greetings, I am Lady Sif of Asgard.

[ Regardless of what happened to her home, that is how she will always refer to herself. ]

I am a member of the Perimeter Guard, and I am currently in need of sparring partners. Those of you who know what it means to be an asgardian will know what that says about my physique and how it might compare to your own abilities.

To those of you not familiar, suffice it to say that my people live for a long time, and I have spent most of my years training for battle. It requires a great deal of force to harm me, though blades will fare better than blunt instruments. As for my strength, it is quite considerable, though I could not say what that would mean in relative terms.

If you think yourself up to the challenge, I would be grateful if you would make yourself known.

Thank you.

spellslots

[The scene: the central room of the ice maze, cleared of gifts and drinks, replaced by an oversized throne that looks as though it belongs in some nightmare castle. On the throne sits Loki, in full Asgardian regalia, while Taako has managed to find a perch on the side of the throne, legs dangling off the side lazily, with an arm draped around Loki’s shoulders. He has no regalia to fall back on, so he’s gone for something black and striking, to match the theme of this little spectacle and to not clash horribly with Loki; his hair is braided tightly and his long nails are tipped with silver jewellery that he likely stole from Rin. In the background, there are faint sounds of panic; no screams yet, but questioning, worried voices, the sounds of people who are just starting to realize they should be afraid.]

Citizens of Riverview, [ Loki speaks in a low, lazy drawl that does nothing to hide the menace and power in his voice. ] We have lost our patience with you. So we will be taking over your charming little city. Freedom, after all, is life’s great lie. We will bring order to your messy lives.

[In contrast to Loki’s almost lazy indifference, Taako’s grin is sharp, a slight manic edge to his tone.]

Let’s not be too generous, calling it charming is a stretch and we could do so much better for ourselves, like say, the Capital World. We’re fucking sick and tired of playing nice with a bunch of idiots who wouldn’t know magical power if it bit them in the ass, but maybe the rest of this universe will have some more sense. Which is where-- [In the background, someone screams something about being let out, and Taako sighs deeply.] I wasn’t fucking finished.

[He raises a hand and what looks like black lightning seems to crackle over his fingers, spreading out across the ice and off screen as the background sounds fall deathly silent.]

I know they say to never work with children or animals, but honestly, it’s people that really get to you. [He pauses, lifts a shoulder in a lazy what can you do? sort of shrug] As I was saying, what we need from you is a shuttle to get off this shithole once we're done here.

Comply with our demands . . . or else the rest of you will suffer the same fate that befall those who rebel against us. Succumb to your natural state, your desire for subjugation.

[ As if on cue, a few sparrows fly past them, frost already spreading on their wings. ]

talentedscavenger

If anyone has been contacted by Poe Dameron about being turned into a bird...

He is fine. He is well. ~~For the time being.~~ [deleted]

I'm taking care of it...

And I truly do apologize for his...excitement, for lack of a better term.

If anyone is upset, just contact me directly.

Thank you.

causational

[Eddie appears on the screen with a bright smile and a red sweatshirt printed with a white snowflake motif.]

Hey guys! Happy Hygge! I think that's what they say, anyway...so...

[He waves his hand, leans in a bit, still grinning.]

I've been here for almost a year now, and I've gotten pretty settled in. This place is really starting to feel like home. But I know it isn't like that for a lot of people. Some people are new and haven't had time to settle in, some people are struggling, especially after October was so rough for a lot of us. Anyway, so hearing about Hygge gave me an idea.

[Taking a deep breath, he squares his shoulders and his smile softens a bit.]

This morning I got approval, and a pretty decent donation, from the Police Department where I work, to fund a furnished Hygge cabin for a week to offer a place for anyone who's feeling displaced, or is struggling or lonely, to come hang out with other people who don't have family here yet. Just a place to feel at home.

I'm just posting this to look for some volunteers to help out with the shopping and cooking and prep over the next week or so, and set dates that would work for anyone who wants to help? I was personally thinking maybe the week of the tenth.

[A pause, and another little smile, this time a bit mischievous.]

Just a shout out to my fellow Detectives, Officers, Forensics Teams, and anyone else who works at the RPD. I put up an info page and sign up sheet in the lunch rooms at the station just before I left today, but if you want to chime in here with ideas or anything, let's talk!

ex_jelmazmo599

( The image that comes onto the screen is of a pristinely clean kitchen, obviously unused. It pans around for a minute, and then Dany appears, clothes and hair immaculate as those who've since met her may be accustomed to seeing by now. The expression on her face is cool out of habit, though her head is tilted, indicating that she's open to conversing, and curious. )

Prior to my arrival here, I cannot say there has been a single occasion upon which I've had to prepare or cook my own food. Not even when we crossed a desert.

( And then her expression twists, pinching into something remotely sheepish and rueful. )

Would that it were otherwise. I'm no great talent with this oven or stove; nor even with wood and flame. But I would know what sort of dishes you favoured back home, and if you might share toe recipes for them, if you know them.

—other than honeyed locusts, anyway. ( If they're to someone else's taste, fine; but yuck. ) I intend to learn.

somakemelaugh

[Undertaker pops on screen, looking like his usual self. Smiles all around, hair veiling his eyes, dark though not black clothing. He has mastered the phone-thing as of some time ago, but he hasn't had any real reason to need to use it until now.]

[Now, he has a message.]

I understand there's to be a special holiday coming up around these parts. Hygge, it's called. They say it's about family and friends, whoever you might be.

[He shrugs, grinning a little more, and though it might look wild on him, it's not entirely unfriendly.] So here's what I'd like to do. Some of you know me from the little cafe on the corner, some of you don't at all. If or not we've ever met and you feel so inclined, I've a kitchen in my house what needs using and a want to make all the hot cocoa we can handle. Stop on by and I'll welcome you to a cup of it.

[He has directions for the house, if anyone needs it. Then, with a tip of his hat, Undertaker ends the feed, leaving the invitation open to any who might take it.]

whosthemonsternow

Question.

Does it snow here? Real snow, not just a little ice on the floor that melts as the day goes on.

ikols

[ A crown! A paper one, set down in front of the camera as Loki starts another. ]

Evening, Quarantine! Tonight in this broadcast is hereby declared Treats-For-Truths and origami gifts are now ready for sale! The price: tell me one of your secrets and I'll send a paper-something directly to you via magic. Please don't get too adventurous in your suggestions, I only have but ten fingers.

[ Other examples sit around the crown, such as a dinosaur, car, and (you're welcome, Thor) teeny tiny hammer. ]

Anyone who owns or is entitled to a crown will get one for free, in a colour of their choosing. Doodled details upon request.

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