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My name is A2.

If the name YoHRa means something to you, stay the hell away from me. Unless you're 2B or 9S. Actually state your business first if you're 9S, because I can only get stabbed so many times before I lose my cool.

[ She doesn't care this probably looks like a bunch of nonsense for 99% of the people here. ]

Out of curiosity, can someone vouch for the "official" statement that we're on the Moon?

Oh and I'm also a Surveyor. Go me.

hevenly

[ The video comes on to show the floor of Communal Housing level 12. The camera moves every so often, as though the person handling the phone isn't being too steady with it. After about a minute of shuffling, the view is reversed, bringing instead a face into view-- that of a tall redhead woman in silver armor with distinctive red markings around her eyes. She frowns in concentration, evidently unaware that the phone is recording.

She is muttering to herself, ] No, that is not-- That is not right. How do I change it?

[ She's attempted to follow the instructions she was given to enter a custom username, but she fatfingered the keys and misspelled her own name. This is a disaster. Where are Sera or Leah when you need them? Back on Earth, of course.

Angela growls in frustration, poking at the phone ever more vigorously. Eventually, she realizes the damned thing is recording, and she slaps an embarrassed hand over her face. ]

...I require assistance.

[ Obviously. ]

whatsapineapple

[It opens a bit too close on Sid's face as he frowns in concentration. His face brightens up as he realizes its working and he backs up, grins and waves.]

Greetings, fellow inmates! Or whatever we're calling ourselves. I'm Sid Carter and I have an announcement to make.

THIS!

[He holds up an unopened cigarette packet, and then brings it closer to the camera so that the price (and tax) are visible. The tax is pretty dang high. As he pulls it back, his face is almost comically grim.]

Is daylight robbery. And I won't stand for it. And if you won't stand for it, either, and wanna come talk to be about it, maybe get a solution, then you can-- [He pauses, and looks a bit confused, before going on.] Well, they said you can talk privately, too, on this thing. So you can do that.

Or you can come find me. I'm staying on the 12th floor and I'm working at the Fiery Chariot Car Service (Hell of a name, that).

[He grins broadly again.]

And that's that! Sid out.

[He ends the video.]

little_owl

I must have missed a pretty festival. There are lanterns hanging everywhere or does it become so dark here that you can't see, even by the light of the moon? They explained fairly well what this place was and how I got here, but its still a bit overwhelming.

[She laughs, flustered. Her cheeks turning the same shade as her hair.]

I should introduce myself. I'm Anne Hale from the Salem colony. I should like to explore this place a bit more, but I would be grateful to have someone show me around. I promise not to press you with too many questions. Everything is better through experience, I've found.

dothelokimotion

[ The feed opens up to Loki, dressed in a white shirt and black tie and slacks. He seems to be in a facility somewhere in Riverview, one that might not be familiar to most. He taps a pencil on a clipboard, his bid to look professional. Even his hair is combed back, a few strands tied together with a silver clasp. ]

Greetings. I work at the Gramarye Research Facility for Magic and I was hoping to get some examples of magic taken place in Riverview. Any will do, even ones where your own magic has clashed with the rules of this reality. If you could make it short and precise, I would be most . . . grateful.

glitterpants

_{[ The video clicks on and it shows Karamatsu using his new smartphone (he's never really had one before) to record. The picture is blurry, as he is moving around his new living space, as if show casing his shared apartment. There's the bathroom, there's the kitchen.. there's the beds--
Finally, the picture turns on him. He seems to be admiring himself for a moment, and then. ]}

Silence. Solitude. These are things often asked for in a person's life, but it isn't always what it suited for them best. As you can see, I've arrived-- again on my own-- with nobody else. Does loneliness terrify me? Heh, I do not think so, but it is a foreign concept for somebody like moi.

_{[ Then, his tone shifts, less dramatic, if possible. ]}

My name is Matsuno Karamatsu. I am here, again, searching for my brothers. You will know them if you see them, as I'm the second oldest in a litter of sextuplets and we look very much alike. If you have seen them, please inform me. It seems they have abandoned me, yet again, right before our shared day of birth.

Also, if you are familiar with the ship the Eluvio, I am wanting to find any survivors. I hope this place is more pleasant and less... gruesome.
_{[ survivors, huh? He seemed like a pretty serious guy (that isn't going to last very long, just wait.) ]}

ragnarsson

[The video shows Ivar looking a little rumpled, the look of someone who has been trying to sleep and can't. He's cleaning out grime from under his fingernails with one of his knives as he speaks and it occasionally flashes into view.

Oddly enough, he's smiling, his eyes just a little too bright. It's not a happy smile. When Ivar gets angry, sometimes, he smiles in a way that says he's going to rip your throat out with his teeth if you get too close. His tone sounds oddly cheerful as he speaks.]

To whoever is making that horrible racket that's keeping me awake, you have two options. Stop it. [Then his voice goes dark and furious.] Or I'll stop it. Trust me when I say my way will be a lot more unpleasant. [He never stops smiling even as he turns off the video.]

soundsfishy

[There's a lot of water drops on the camera before someone wipes it off. The amount of wet red hair that follows isn't better for visibility, but someone is definitely in water at least up to their chest.

The voice is clear, thank god.]

This place is so fascinating! Have anyone else been displaced like this in other places? How many realities does even exist?

[Another wipe of a (webbed?) hand over the camera, and there's more visibility. There's a smiling face of a man in his mid-twenties with odd scars on his cheeks and fully black eyes.]

Are there any humans here that are just humans? Or do you all know magic? Do you know about non-human beings back in your world? If so, what do you think about them? If you're a human with no magic, do you wish you had such powers? Do you have any other abilities that make you more than the average person?

If you're non-human, do you hide that at home? Or do you get along with them? Is it weird to be open with it here? Are there a lot of different non-humans or just a few? Are your vampires dead or alive? Do other weres than wolves exist? Fae? Have you ever fought humans? Do you know any divines?

Do you like the sea?

[He laughs, and the camera bobs under the surface thanks to that. He quickly pulls it up again with a 'whoops'.]

Now the most important two questions! What can you tell me about the aquarium and the hydroponics garden?

...and can I buy a bunch of portable phone chargers and plastic bags from someone in exchange for fish?

Current Mood: cheerful

smokedout

Getting pretty crowded on floor 4... damn.

[This is the first time a lot of people have seen Dodger - he tends to stick to audio-only responses, and doesn't spend too much time on the network in the first place. But he is a man dictated mostly by impulse, and impulse says that he may as well do a video. Maybe people will be more open with a face to put to his name. Even if it's as scarred-up and creepy as his.

Dodger's room is currently lit only by the desk lamp he's sitting next to, and jars full of fireflies hung by strings and tacks from the walls ( much like fairy lights). They're segregated by color, and one would guess they've been there a while from how they wander complacently along the glass. If one squints, they may be able to see all the beer bottles on his floor - he's generally tidy, but apparently not when it comes to his drinking habit.]

Figure I should get to know a few more people, since this dorm place is filling up and the damn crying festival is winding down. Name's Dodger, I'm a mechanic, I collect bugs. Not in general, just got a liking for these little freaks - I'll pay a dollar per bug if anyone feels like finding me a few more. Anyone who wants to step up and tell me what kinda job and hobbies you got, start some sorta friendly exchange... I could use the company.

And get your 'dodger' jokes out of the way before you reply. Artful, jammy, baseball, all that shit - don't wanna hear it.

inebriety

[Tony has the Iron Man helmet with face plate up and one of the gauntlets on which he uses to wave at the camera. He's smiling brightly, but there are bags under his eyes and the flush to his cheeks are from more than just excitement.]

Some of you might remember a certain someone's offer to trade junk into something better. Please be sure to get the right guy because I don't work for scraps. If you have trouble telling us apart, other me is highly strung and a little sensitive.

[He taps his fingers against his chin.]

Perhaps we should change names as well. I was already thinking of rebranding Iron Man and getting a new paint job. And he can be... do you think he'd mind if I called him Greg? Or is that a little too morbid using a dead man's name? He'd have to dye his hair too, we look terrible in white otherwise...

[He picks up a bottle with his uncovered hand and takes a drink.]

Okay, it probably is. This silly event has got me maudlin I see.

noassgardian

--urge!!

[There's a squeaky voice before the video comes on, shaking violently as if someone is running with the device. You can see flashes of floor five of the communal housing-- beds and random items flashing by, with the occasional blue fur in the shot.]

Demiurge!

[Then there's finally a shot of Billy's face, dubious for a moment as he looks down over the side of his bed, book propped on his chest.]

Ugh-- what? I thought I told you to shoo--

Demiurge!

[That's when realization seems to sink in, Billy's eyes going almost instantly wide. It's a mixture of surprise and annoyance that sends him darting off his bed, book flying-- and that's when the camera goes shaky again as whatever's holding it seems to start running again.]

Hey! What the hell-- give that back!

[There's more jostling and another, this time more surprised, 'Demiurge!' before the phone finally drops and the screen goes mercifully dark for a moment. There's still a bit more rustling around to be heard though, before Billy finally reappears some time later, with a squirmy blue creature tucked safely under his arm and looking just a bit disheveled, and more than a little exasperated.]

Sorry to... whatever you guys just had to see. This-- [creature he might have made in another dimension, oops. No, he is not saying that--] thing just showed up and followed me back home. It also won't leave, and I guess it thought stealing my phone was a sure way to get attention...

[And let's be fair, it did sort of work.]

Anyway, I'll make sure it won't happen again...

Demiurge!

[If you look closely, Billy might just be clenching his jaw tighter at that noise.]

I told you to stop saying that...

[Not that the creature seems to listen... or, you know, stop with the squirming until it feels like it's held properly-- and can get it's arms up around Billy's neck to hold on. It seems to make it happy enough at least since it starts to let out something akin to purring. There's a frustrated groan and an eye roll.]

Does anyone have any tips? I don't really do pets... but I guess I'm sort of responsible for this thing until I figure out if the shelters or anywhere else will take it.

[Oh, he's responsible in so many senses of that word...

Which means he's probably stuck with it permanently. Great.]

suckstobestrange

[Stephen looks… well less like a hobo than he has in past months. Still looks like he needs to sleep for a year, but that seems to be standard.

He ran a hand through his hair, frowning down at something outside of view.]

So… I think someone lost a dog in the park?

[He shifts the phone so the camera shows his feet, and the small puppy that was running circles around him. It slowed to a stop when it noticed the attention, peering up at Stephen and his camera, ears perking curiously. But when no treats or attention were forthcoming, it head-butted against his ankle with a bark.

Stephen took a few steps back, which just encouraged the Lillipup to run after him, tail wagging, catching his pant leg in teeth to tug, like he was trying to pull the man along with him, though if even the small pup knew where to was questionable.]

This little guy look familiar to any of you?

amelioraate

[ Good whatever-fucking-time-it-is-now Riverview! You are being graced with the not-so-rare sight of one Tony Stark after spending too much time in the perimeter defence office throwing himself into work and, if you are to go by the state of his hair and the few smudges of grease on his face, perhaps throwing himself into some of the machinery that can be seen strewn about the place. (It really doesn't look any better from the last time you saw it, Riverview, still a chaotic mess).

With a twitch of his mouth, Tony settles his chin on his folded hands and peers into the feed, eyebrow cocked in a way that made him look equal parts insane and amused.]

So, I have been digging into some random things that I have been able to get my hands on as of late and, overall I have to say I am very impressed with the tech in this place. I mean, sure interdimensional portal and all that, but have you seen some of their basic routeing systems? Well, beyond the shitty ones that like to die and not work and--

[ Shit, wait. There was a reason he was doing this, right.

Tony blinks a few times, shakes his head, and continues.]

Point is, there is a lot I can dig into, lots of things that I can make, but only if I have the parts. So, here's the deal; whoever can bring me scraps of machines and computers, tech that seems mostly useless, please do. In return, I will be more than willing to work with, well, anyone that wants something that is a little harder to come by here.

[ Pushing back, Tony leans back in the chair he is sitting in and runs his hands through his hair.]

While I did say I was out of the weapons manufacturing back home, I can make exceptions here, so if there is something you want in particular, let me know. Within reason, of course.

[ There is a flash of a grin as he leans back in, a quick wink, before the feed cuts out. ]

juniberries

[Allura's managed to rig her communicator up to her earrings, so for simplicity's sake and ease, she's chosen to use the voice function. she sounds...while admittedly posh and formal, young and measuring her words carefully as she speaks.]

This is Princess Allura of the planet Altea. I...apologize for not reaching out to the network sooner, especially as someone assigned to work as a spokeswoman for this realm's government, but--

--well, there is no way to simply put this.

You see, this is not my first experience with having been brought into an entirely new universe with very little say in the matter. I am curious if there are others here who have had similar past experiences, or if this is your first time experiencing such a phenomenon.

[there's a bit of a pause, as though debating whether to end it there.]

And if there are those here who recall a ship known as the Eluvio, I wish to hear from you.

liquidate

(in the beginning, it looks like suigetsu is trying to take a selfie with a particularly horrifying looking fish with teeth longer than its dorsal spines. but he lowers his peace sign, pulls the phone closer for a flattering view of double-chin, and grins into the camera.)

Yo, I'm Houzuki Suigetsu, and this is my first network post of all time. I'm gonna make an announcement to commemorate it, so listen, okay? I won't repeat myself just 'cause you wouldn't pay attention the first time around!

(hope your phone has a translator, because it's notably japanese, both spoken and written on the sign suigetsu lifts up. it looks handmade and like something a child in elementary school could cook up. and while there's an attempt at english, to appease the majority of the people here, both languages have poor spelling and even poorer handwriting.)

Do you like fish and fish-like things? Amphibians and, uh, things that look a lot like amphibians that I'm not too sure about? Well, look no further than—

(eyes creasing, there's a flash of pointy chompers that make him look like he belongs there.)

We were open before this, but I thought that there should be more of you guys going now that I work there. Like the sign says, we're open every single day except for Sunday, from nine in the morning till five in the evening. This might mean that you can't come, 'cause you're at your own job, but you should leave there and come here for a tour instead!

What do you think? It's a swell idea, right? Are you coming right now?

(a tilt to his head, raising the phone back up so only his eyes, his forehead, and his fish friends are visible. many bubbles are blown, many alien crab pincers are pinced. and honestly? it looks kind of fun.)

Lemme know if you are, so I can meet you at the entrance and give you one of my super special all-inclusive tours, with a bonus prize if you listen to my whole talk without interrupting. How could you pass an opportunity like this up?! The right answer is that you can't!

Suigetsu, out-o!

trashmammal

[The feed cuts in abruptly ( maybe a little too abruptly), revealing Mae sitting at the edge of her bed. Her head's cut off by the frame, leaving just a torso and a pair of fuzzy arms cradling what is probably the shittiest looking bass in the world. She plucks a couple strings experimentally, like she's still not entirely sure what to do with the damn thing.

Then she starts playing.

It's shaky as hell and she misses about as many notes as she hits and her bass is insanely out of tune, but the song's there. Kinda. About halfway through, she starts singing, just humming at first, then little "dah dah dah"'s in places where she can remember the rhythm but not the lyrics. It's only when the second chorus comes around that she really hits her stride.]

I just wanna diiie anywhere else!
If only I could diie anywhere else!
So come with me, let's diiie anywhere else!
A-ny-where
Just not here.

[Her singing voice is, ah, how you say not so good. Really it's more shouting than singing, but she's doing it with gusto. Eventually, the song comes to an uneasy finish, and Mae's left sitting there in silence for a couple more seconds before she turns and, in what's pretty obviously a prepared reaction, notices that she's recording.]

Oh, shit! [Said with all the convincing acting prowess of an eight grader.

She dips down, enough that you can see her face for about a fraction of a second, and practically slams her laptop shut, embarrassed and a little bit afraid.]

goldcuffed

[The video clicks on to the face of a young man with dark olive skin and unruly dark curls, damp from a shower. It's strangely unfocused, and shifts around for a moment before he realizes how to hold it best to get the right angle - he clearly isn't used to technology like this.] Is this- Yes, the flashing light means 'recording'... [He mumbles to himself, eventually setting the device down on a table in front of him.

When he smiles, it's brightly, pleasantly.] Hello. I'm Damen, I'm... newly arrived, within the last couple of weeks, as many others are, and I admit I am not quite used to this city yet, nor all it has to offer. Back home, I'm a soldier, but here...

I keep remembering when I was young. I cheated once, when my tutor was to test me on my history lessons. My friend Nikandros gave me all the answers beforehand, so that we could go to the training yard sooner. My tutor was very impressed with my knowledge, but my father knew immediately. I could never trick the King.

He said to me, Damianos- [And here, he says something gravely in a language that has similarities to Greek, in the nouns and verbs, though a different grammatical structure. After, a translation,] Only a fool pretends to know what he has the opportunity to learn.

[His smile takes on a slightly sadder note, but he banishes it quickly.] So, I am searching for a combat instructor and sparring partner, one who can teach me the things that my world has not yet discovered. There are so many weapons here I do not recognize, and I'm sure techniques I have never seen before. I am no beginner, however, and so I would prefer someone experienced. You will be adequately compensated for your time. Thank you.

eyeforaneye

(video: @s.uchiha)

[ The video opens to a view of a simple sign in the quarantine’s common language, a dark green background causing the white lettering of “The Coffee Shop” to really pop alongside a graphic of what appears to be some kind of mermaid or siren. Why does this feel like copyright infringement. ]

It’s my understanding that there aren’t many places like this here. [ So comes the voice from behind the camera, view panning to the right and left to showcase the street he’s on and make it clear just where this particular shop is. Only then does he move forward, the small store’s bell jangling as he steps into what can only be described as an immaculate café, the specials written neatly on a chalkboard in Japanese characters on the counter, booths and tables lining the walls, and plants placed stalwartly in the windows like leafy guardians. ]

So it should receive more business. Now that you’re aware, consider spending your extra money here. [ As he finally turns that camera around, revealing a dour young dark-haired man in all his glory. ]

If you need more information, I suppose it can’t be helped. I’ll address concerns.

(action)

[ Feel free to stop in! Expect a quiet one-armed man behind the counter cleaning an already spotless work station in his down time. ]

adiuvio

If anyone has a dog or cat that needs taking care of while they're at work or away on a mission, I'd recommend the Riverwoof Doggy Daycare & Pet Café.

The prices are reasonable and the service is good. They took my boy in on short notice, and kindly accommodated my schedule. You can grab a coffee and check in on your pet at the same time.

They've got some animals up for adoption, and they're hiring. Just passing the word along.

[ There's a small flier attached to the message indicating Riverwoof's services and location. ]

hellshot

[Hello Riverview, you're going to be greeted by the friendliest face you'll ever see on the network this morning. A pale, stylized skull mask and a voice that belongs to some edgy supervillian from some futuristic videogame or something. Dressed in all black and yes--he does seem to be leaking black smoke when he speaks. It's normal, probably.]

Far from home, in a place you don't recognise. Seems like a dream, or at least some sort of really bad joke, doesn't it.

[His tone is calm, dry--almost sarcastic in nature.]

It's not. And you're going to have to get used to it. It's nice here too, isn't it? What with all the flowers and the festivities. [Yeah, definitely sarcastic.] Hoping that's enough to keep those of you who might get bored on your toes.

There's shit normal people don't need to see outside the walls of this Quarantine. So do me a favour, and don't be stupid in going to investigate what lies out there on your own because you seek adventure.
Because if you seek that alone, you also seek Death.

Name's Reaper. Not interested in making friends, but for those of you who are capable, I'm interested in looking for people. People who are capable of working in groups to pull some of the harder jobs that involve getting your hands and weapons dirty--and people who are capable of following orders.

Not a stranger of pulling idiots out of a fire, but I'm not a goddamn babysitter, either.

[Friendly, isn't he.]

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