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Ah, this might be a strange question.

[has that ever stopped him before? nope. but the fact that he acknowledges that such a thing is even possible counts for something.]

I was curious about tattoos, and if you have them, why you got them. I know some people like pretty things on their skin, and I think that's fine. Your body's the only thing that's really yours, right?

[though minsu's been through his share of those as a shape-shifter, he's finally settled on one that has meaning to him. too much so to cast aside.]

But does anyone have one that's really meaningful to you? Like something you really wanted to make a part of you forever.

I have something like that now, and I thought I'd look for a place that does them after work.
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[ Hey, you know who hasn't graced the network in a while?

This tiny monster.

You know who understands how the network works and thinks it's neat?

That same tiny monster.

When the camera clicks on, Groot is standing way too close to the screen, and all that can be seen are his gigantic, black eyes. There's a muffled, "I am Groot?" and then he's setting the communicator down and taking a few steps back until he's mostly visible from the waist up. He waves cheerfully at the camera, and then reaches offscreen to produce...

This bad boy.

He waves it around effortlessly; even if it's already extended, it's clearly near weightless. An excellent blade, all around.

Not excellent for children, however.

Offscreen, Gamora's voice sounds distant:

"Peter, have you seen my—"

Her feet appear in the camera's view, followed by a sharp, reprimanding, ]


Groot! Give that back! You're going to hurt yourself!

[ And she's stomping over to snatch away her sword.

Groot whines when Gamora takes Godslayer, and after a brief pause, the sapling is bursting into immediate, earsplitting bawling.

Sorry to anyone next door or on the adjacent floors. ]


Ugh.

[ She scoops up her communicator, too. It takes a second for her to notice that Groot turned it on, but then she clicks off the feed. ]



[ Following after that disaster: ]

Who has experience dealing with tantrums?
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[Markus has been busy. Since the festival, he's been working through some things. The humans here are so nice to him, so accepting. A few he's spoken with even encouraged him to try things for himself just like Carl did. It turns out that art is a good way of working through his feelings.

Most of what he's been doing are just recreations of scenes from the festival: the food carts and the various people working them, the float from the children's parade, people wearing body paint-- and here he included himself, wearing the android-appointed uniform instead of the scrubs he actually wore while attending. He did, however, include the face paint one of his new human friends did for him.

But that's not really the focus. He centers the camera on a portrait of an elderly man]


I was missing Carl, and so I painted this.
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[It's been a few days since she arrived and she's been taking her time, observing things and people, getting to know the lay of the land. Of course, she's taken part of a few festivities, singing a bit here and there to get a feel for what the people both native and not like.

Now, she's ready to sort of promote herself in the way that Walküre did all the time. She knows that prints, pictures, magazine spreads, PVs and other things will have to come soon enough. Her agent suggested as much earlier. However, she can do more than that.

When her device's camera comes on, the idol's face is set into the sexiest smile she can manage without being a total vamp and she waves enthusiastically.]


Hello, Riverview! I have to say, that this party is quite the welcome. Parades, parties, and other things, just for me!

[She gives a low, soft laugh.]

For those that missed my few performances during the week, my name is Mikumo Guynemer. I used to be part of a popular group back home, but I suppose now it's time for my solo career to start. I'm looking forward to being on my own for the first time since joining the business!

Please look out for my next gig!

[She blows a kiss before winking and running up to the device until it's just her face in the screen.]

OH! If you know an up and coming clothing designer, send them my way.
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[The video clicks on with a blond woman sitting in a window in the communal residence. Well, half in the window, she's got one nearly naked leg braced against the window sill, and her other is dangling off below her. She's holding a black cigarette in one hand, and the device in the other. An oversized white shirt men's shirt, splattered with paint streaks covers a black cami and a rather small pair of shorts below it. When she speaks, it's after taking a drag of the clove and her voice has a subtle New York accent in it.]

So, kidnapped to a moon yada yada yada, got that. Things I need to know: where do they sell cloves for the love of fuck because if I have to quit smoking on top of all of this I'm going to lose my fragile little mind. Two: how does one go about finding studio space for artists. Clearly this whole camp set up isn't going to work for that especially because I'm supposed to be a freelance fine artist for my assigned job.

And three, at the risk of being redundant, I've heard there's all sorts of fun adults only things going on. So tell me, is lingerie night at Trixie's all it's cracked up to be? I never can turn down an excuse to be wearing stockings and heels.

Oh yeah, I'm Julia Bellamy. Just Julia, mmkay?

[She doesn't want to get into a fight on her first day here, so there's a warning about that.]
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All right, what do you kids do for fun around here?

[ Have a very broad man on the network, standing out even more because he's covered head to toe in red leather and has pure white hair. That combination is doing him all the favors. It seems like he's standing outside with the sky against his back. It's a nice enough view, until a bird flies up and tries to land on him. Dante waves at it with one arm. ]

Hey, get outta here. This one's taken.

[ As he shifts to regain his balance, the camera tilts at an angle to show the ground well below the point he's standing on. A smooth stone area is under one boot... apparently Dante is perching on top of one of the park's statues. He might have been better balanced if he weren't wearing a gigantic great sword on his back, but apparently he didn't think of that one. ]

Come on, where are all the good parties? A man like me needs a little excitement. H'oh, yeah, and if you notice anything weird... look me up. You'll know what I mean if you see it.

Name's Dante.
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[ While he's done some exploring, there's one thing he can't seem to find and the annoyance in his voice is a bit clear. ]

Are there no Christian churches here?

[ Catholic would be preferable but one thing at a time. ]
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[The video feed pops onto the network like a fever dream, swaying back and forth, upside down and sideways, with occasional flashes of the walls of a private hospital room, the humming light of a force shield barrier over the door, and a TV in the corner showing a gameshow, a flash of a nurse wearing a breathing mask over her face.

Then, upside down, a face with wide violet eyes and red hair peers into the camera from far, far too close. Just for a moment, before the video feed starts moving jerkily up and down as Sigrun shakes it violently.]


How is this stupid little thing supposed to keep me occupied?!

[It's halfway between plaintive and annoyed, and the nurse can be heard in the background, protesting that she's using it wrong, and Sigrun's loud argument that she 'ISN'T STUPID!' and 'KNOWS WORDS!' before the video cuts out.

...and then cuts back in a few moments later.]


Like this?

[Now it's right side up and Sigrun is staring squarely into the camera, wearing a simple grey scrub top and with her mouth pursed up crookedly, and a skeptical expression on her face.]

Helloooo? I was told there were people to talk to in this thing.
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[This post is audio, and it's coming from Alex's office and she sounds a little... forced amused.]

Okay, so I know this is way later than we thought it'd be happening, but you know given the whole half the population coming down with the virus that was released in May, and then half of us getting kidnapped in June, it makes sense that it would be. But yeah, Pokemon Go is finally a go. Go out and play it! Go Team Red! That is a lot of "goes" in one statement! [There's a little laugh, but it's not full on Alex's. As for the team, it's not Alex has biases, it's just that she's Team Red, guys.]

On a more serious note, I'm hoping that some of our really techy people will take a look at this video and tell me if there's any sign of like CGI or whatever beyond something that we would be able to use back home. [There's no CGI or anything, it's real.] I already know that it's not been used if it's from my time or whatever. Even if you can't, I'm hoping that there's a way that this thing is like IP stamped or something by who sent it to me back home, so I can prove it's them. [Because fuck Thomas Warren.]

I'm not filtering the video away from anyone, but I should warn you that it's a bit... [Alex is just going to flounder here for the right word which isn't very Alex.] Creepy. It's creepy and sort of...demonic. But I promise it's not a jumpscare video, and it was taken back home and it just showed up on my device here. [Which is why Alex is at her office making copies of it, because she knows that it's going to be a thing.]

But I really do appreciate any help you guys can give me with it. [Please ignore the slightly desperate tone in her voice, she may have watched this multiple times already today.]

Alex Reagan's very own creepy Black Tape. )
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I seemed to have misplaced my slave priest. Since he belongs to me, if anyone could return him, I'd be most grateful. He's a little under six feet tall, black hair, blue eyes, and has a magic sword. Answers to the name Bishop Heahmund.

[Heahmund had stormed off in a huff after Ivar had found him the first time, but if he thinks the teenage Viking warlord who captured him back home is done with tormenting him, the priest is far from mistaken. Ivar's just getting started.]

He'll likely be quoting the Bible and telling you all how you're going to hell because he's extremely pompous and seems to think being a Christian bishop makes him better than everyone else. Be sure to let him know I'm looking for him.
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(un: p. carter )


[ Well, here we have a username that hasn't been seen on the network in a while. The video itself is, alas, distorted at the moment. It seems the device itself is being moved rather quickly from hand to hand. ]

-- bloody well doing alright by myself.

[ And then there's Peggy Carter and a native nurse who has apparently made the mistake of trying to open and hold the device for her. It's enough to get her chased out as the woman struggles to sit up. On her way out, the nurse does take a few bloodied bandages with her. ]

Well, turns out one can get promoted in their absence.

[ She holds up a file of pages, apparently her new job description. ]

Is it too much to hope that my house is still intact?
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[ Hello Riverview! Today the feed opens with... the close-up of a face covering the whole visual. Wide, round, and unsettling eyes, with a potato nose and a smiling mouth that looks so enormous it takes up half of the screen and, if you pay close attention, you might be able to see the bottom of his throat.

Jyushimatsu is not aware that he's way too close to the camera. He never had a cellphone back home and never bothered with technology in general. It doesn't help that it seems he can't keep the device steady as his image is shaky at best and completely blurry at worst. It might hurt your eyes, so don't stare too much.

But anyway! Onto the more important things! ]


HI EVERYONE I'M JYUSHIMATSU NICE TO MEET YOU!

[ Sorry for your eardrums, too.

Thankfully his voice lowers after the introduction. ]


I came here a few weeks ago and I work as a mascot for the Riverview Rams! It's a baseball team! You should root for them!

But I'm using this thing now because I wanna do something super fun with you guys after the bad things that happened last month! Have you heard about softball? I didn't, until a cool guy told me about it a while ago! It's like baseball, but it's smaller and the balls are bigger!

[ He's also terribly bad at providing explanations. And the screen is gradually getting soaked in his spit. ]

SO!!! How about we just have a match? We form two teams and beat each other up with softball! Sounds great, right?

This is just an interest check, I guess? Let me know if you wanna join! I'll be waiting all day!


[ FILTERED @ WALLY WEST... after he spent a long time trying and failing. One of his brothers had to teach him. ]

Hey look, I did the thing! Was that good? Think lots of people are gonna join?

[ He flails at the camera, now standing at a proper distance. ]
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[personal profile] inebriety
[Tony and Loki staring at everyone with shiteating grins on this great fourth of July.]

We’re happy to present the American Eagle. Customized for this very celebration, Captain America’s birthday. It has many features. Note its colourful plumage and the fact that it can sing the national . . . anthem? I believe that is what it called. Though why a nation needs its own song, I know not.

[Tony rolling his eyes.]

Because God Bless America etc etc. Our great nation was created so we may all look upon those asses today.

And since I blessed it last year, I have come again to bless it once more. With this eagle and my continued presence to his ass.
Poorly made gif under the cut )
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[Steve's being restless and actually exploring the more risque side of Carnivale this time around. Part of him is a little bit salty, but he's trying not to show it. Whether or not that is working, well, it probably depends on his conversation partner. There is a lot of noise in the background - talking, laughing, and the low thrum of bass beats.]

Does anyone want to show me how to do this?

[He turns his phone camera toward some nearby people, who are apparently customers outside of Trixie, lounging at tables and enjoying the party. Apparently the theme for the night is lingerie and everyone is dressed to fit. One of the women he turns to says something too muffled to hear in the din, but the message is clear from her grin and inviting gesture.]

Thanks, no. I don't have one. Maybe next time.

[He turns the camera back to himself, smiling a little bit dryly.]

They look like they're having fun. [Anyway.] I know we're all pretty used to holidays here, but I've been thinking a lot lately about my home. Right now, we'd be celebrating the birth of a nation. And a dream... Since some of you have been here for a while, I'd like to know more about the worlds you came from. We've got a unique city on this moon. People from all kinds of places. I'd like to celebrate that too, if you'll allow it.

[Filtered away from MCU!Loki]

And if anyone sees Loki, can you do me a favor? Wish him a happy birthday. The older one. He's probably going to avoid it, but he should enjoy the day too.
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[ The morgue and the coroner's office are in the basement of the Riverview Hospital, which would be depressing were it not for the fact that the coroner's office is placed so that it has a window. The basement also features a large storage room that has become a dumping ground for miscellaneous furniture and supplies. At times where Harry's been at loose ends and in need of something to do, he has reorganized that storage room ... and now he's found a new use for it.

The incursion of small pesky critters has a lot to do with it, as does the fact that his office is starting to overflow with items that he's collected around the quarantine in his time there. Soon the storage room starts slowly transforming into a distinctly 19th-century-flavoured laboratory, with tanks and cages for living creatures and jars for preserved specimens—not just of the pests, but also other interesting plants and insects. There's also an eyeball from one of the large predatory pterodactyl creatures, and feathers from the same are kept on his worktable.

It doesn't occur to him that it might be nice to mention this side project to the hospital administrators, but he doesn't exactly get a lot of visitors, so it's going to be a little while before anyone notices.

...well, once these messages go out, someone probably will. ]

To Captain Anali Apple and the Perimeter Guard
Read more... )

Network text post | [Bad username or site: hds @ goodsir]
Read more... )

[ Feel free to pop into his office with something awful in a cage or a jar. He'll (probably) be delighted. Post title is from the writings of the historical Harry D. S. Goodsir. ]

[ * These parts added after Nat sets him straight. ]

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[ The video starts with a tour of the kitchen where Jace has been busy working on some new recipes and then it slow pans back to him, smiling and taking a deep breath. ]

I have recently accepted the challenge of designing my first wedding cake. Not for me, I'm still single. I'm also creating some new wing recipes for the LUX Nightclub, owned by Alec Lightwood. But I need test subjects and honest opinions from a larger group. 15th floor of the LUX.

[ The front door will be left open for anyone who wants to stop by. After recent events he feels the city needs some Mundane fun and he needs unbiased opinions on his cooking. ]

~*~

ooc: The log can be found here.
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Look, I don't like this, I don't like it at all, but I gotta get out of this house for awhile. It's driving me batty... Wait, no that's not how I meant to say that.

Anyway, seriously. I need to get out, and if I go alone I can't promise I'm coming home tonight.

[ He knew he needed to talk to Damian and Tim... He needed to let them know he was still there, even if he knew they weren't the same ones that just left... or the ones from before. With Hana and the other's gone, he found himself less willing to fight. At least with Roy in the manor he wasn't drinking himself to sleep, but he's been up to long and to restless.]
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[ The recent events have prompted Stan to be rather more quiet and reclusive than he is normally and he's even been mostly ignoring those he knows well. Too many things were reminding him negatively of Derry and he didn't particularly like facing that fear.

But it's about time to talk about something, anything. ]


If you had to guess, what do you think would be the most likely way you’ll die?

[ His thoughts aren't morbid lately or anything. ]
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[personal profile] madeupnames
[ >> VIDEOS SUCCESSFULLY UPLOADED TO NETWORK.

PAM — TEST VIDEO ONE

There is a sooort of human-y shaped... robot... in the screen? No, well, it has an apron on. That's literally the only remotely human-y thing about it, with it's multiple arms and little cute wheels and the pans and interesting funnels and — oh, that's a spatula in one hand! Cool. Peter has adjusted the camera feed to record it, clapping his hands together and backing away in the screen. He's got a dope shirt on and his signature hoodie and cuffed pants, and he's ready to LIGHT SHIT UP.

"Okay, here it goes — Hey Pam?"

"Yes, Petey Parker?"

"Wait, wait, I said Peter, Peter is the — did I screw up the voice recogn—"

The video stops for a second.

"Hey Pam?"

"Yes, Sweety Parker?"

"Oh my god no no no, Peter, it's—"

The video stops for a second.

"Hey Pam, can you make some pancakes?"

"Of course, Sweety Parker," she says, and then whirs to life. Peter has apparently given up on trying to make her get the name right, but that's — you know, that can be fixed later. Batter from the fixture on her back moves through a tube and into a funnel and — proceeds to overfill the pan underneath it, getting batter all over the kitchen stove.

"Oh crap!"

PAM — TEST VIDEO TWO

"Hey Pam, can you make some pancakes?"

She gets through the batter funneling thing okay, but then when it's time to FLIP the pancake, it ends up flying up and sticking to the ceiling. Peter stares up with a slack jaw for a moment, and then rubs his face with a groan. Don't worry, he'll crawl up the wall to get that off, but only when the video's off and nobody's around. Cool.

PAM — TEST VIDEO FIVE

This time will be different! Pamela's been fitted with a new arm, and the idea is she flips the pancake from one pan to the other, so both sides can be heated. Peter is much more covered in flour and pancake mix than the last few failures. The only problem is that the piston is too overpowered the first time, so when she flips the pancake onto the other pan, the two pans just VIOLENTLY SMASH TOGETHER AND THE WHOLE ARM COMES OFF.

"Oh my god Pam, are you oka—"

"The pancakes are complete—"

PAM — TEST VIDEO SEVEN

The pancake is thrown unceremoniously at Peter's head. 

PAM — TEST VIDEO NINE

Peter hides behind a table he has flipped over for protection. Pamela starts speed-making pancakes. There are too many pancakes. TOO MANY PANCAKES OH MY GOD THEY'RE FLYING NOW—Also note to self, Pam's ability to process the human language is way worse than Siri, because 'Stop making pancakes" apparently sounds like "Top the pancakes", so she shoots blueberries into the mix from the secondary container on her back. It's terrible. But Peter does eat the berries off the counter.

PAM — TEST VIDEO TEN

Pam wheels around in a circle to move towards Peter at the table.

"The pancakes are complete."

Her wheel gets caught on something and she topples completely over, sending pancakes flopping across the surface of the table. Peter winces, looking over the edge and at the fallen machine.

"... Thanks, Pam."

From the floor: "You're welcome, Sweety."]


[Live VIDEO.]



[Peter sits at the table, red in the face with his hands on his temples.]

... That supposed to be a video invitation thing about Bad Movie Night.

Those're — um. Just. Ignore those. Those're just a, a thing for robotics, um. I'm just ironing out the kinks with the AI programming and the... anyway. Since things have been so stressful lately in Riverview, I thought maybe... you guys would like to rent out a school room and watch awful movies next weekend? Just let me know if you wanna hang out there with us, I'm kinda just leaving it an open invitation kind of deal. 

I've got Plan 9 From Outer Space? And Birdemic. And you can bring whatever bad movies you want, too. No pressure, though. I've never really done one of these, I usually just watch them with my friend back home, but I figure... spread the love, right? Because man, we can all just take a little break—

[There's something whirring to life off-screen. "Processing command...! Yes, Sweety Parker, I will make the pancakes."

VrOOM SHE'S WHEELING OFF IN THE BACKGROUND, and Peter nearly knocks his chair over to follow her. He slaps for the network device, mostly-offscreen.]


Nononono, Pam, I didn't say

[End feed.]

((OOC: Action for Communal Kitchen Floor 2 is also totally fine, if you wanna drop in on Pam and Peter, maybe try to get some free pancakes.

Bad movie night might have a log this Saturday, so stay tuned for that possibility.))