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[The video flicks on and Freya's smiling happily at the screen.]

Hello boys and girls, we have a great program for you today. It'll include fun topics like: why you should NOT use glitter on the 14th floor of the communal housing, how to make a model using a lot of glue and we'll throw in a little bit about forces and how they work. Let's tune in with our co-host for more information! [The picture blurs and then Lockon appears in focus with glitter... everywhere.]

Don't be alarmed that our co-host looks like a stripper. That's his night job... not his day job/

[Lockon shakes his head, which of course just makes the glitter stuck in his hair more noticeable, and chuckles.] Actually, my co-host here decided that since our model is supposed to be in space, there needed to be stars. And threw the glitter. [He's standing next to said model which, in all honesty, looks like a grade five science project.]

You brought the glitter.

To apply carefully to the model. Which is not me, by the way.

But you're so cute with glitter! Look at you shine. I can't look away because you're so pretty Neil.

Hey, only my brother gets to call me that!

How about I call you honey or snoochums?

[Lockon grumbles.] Honey is fine. [Is he blushing a little? Why, yes, yes he is.]

Great! So, kids or whoever our raved viewers are, you'd like to know about how this model works right? Honey? Want to explain the space elevator?

Right! [Lockon clears his throat and tries to look like he isn't shimmering at every angle. He gestures to what looks like a papier-mâché Earth. The oceans and continents are painted on in rough approximations of their shapes. It's a little lumpy for Earth, but it's not like they had a globe they could just modify!]

As you can see, this is Earth. Here, here, and here are the orbital elevators that lead from the surface into space. [Three long spokes, that look like they were once hangers, stick out from the model.] On the Earth I'm from, we use solar power and these three elevators are the key to harnessing it.

For those kids who don't know, solar power is energy that is collected from the sun! [She flashes Neil a smile.] Tell us honey~ where do these elevators go? what are they used for?

They're the support structures for these, [He points to the two rings, which were also once hangers, around the model Earth.] They also serve as a means of transport between the surface and space. After all, someone has to maintain the equipment in space right?

Right. So what do people do in space Hoooooney.

Maintain the equipment that provided solar energy to Earth. Let me add the disclaimer now: I'm not a scientist of any sort. This is the sort of information you'd get on the documentary on the ride into space.

[He pauses, giving a serious look to the camera, before turning his attention back to the shoddy model. ] This outer ring, the high orbital ring as it's called, is home to the disks that harness the sun's energy like... solar panels. Where the ring intersects with the orbital elevator there's a high orbital station staffed with personnel to protect and maintain the function of the disks.

There we have it! Thank you for tuning into today's session of WE HAVE GLITTER! See us next time

[Freya flashes another flirty smile and then the screen goes black.]

[ooc: Actions are open for floor Communal Floor 14. For video's let us know in the subject if it's for Freya, Neil or both. If it's for one of them and it isn't private, the other might chime in! BLUE is Freya & GREEN is Neil.]

like_quicksilver

[The feed shows Gyda in the barn, idly petting one of the goats that's come to rest in the shade. Her expression is numb, and when she tries to speak, her voice comes out quiet, almost like it's a matter of effort to even form out words.]

Father and Athelstan are gone.

[That's as much as she could get out before choking back a sob.]

pinkyswearing

[ There are certainly more important things going on but Kai is never one for caring about the appropriate times to ask things. ]

What are you most afraid of, citizens?

nobasisinfact

[The voice that comes over the network is deep. Anyone who remembers speaking to him might recognize it as Richard's.]

As many of you are aware, several people have gone missing. While it's come to light that they are being kidnapped, Alex Reagan, who was recently kidnapped while investigating the situation was able to offer a description of her kidnappers.

[There's a pause as a click is heard before another two, then Alex seems to begin speaking as he's playing back part of the recording on her recorder.]

[Alex’s voice gets closer to the recorder, and she whimpers before she adds, talking so quickly that her words almost run together, pain lacing through each sound.] Two white males, taller than me, not familiar one older one young with.. [A louder grunt and the sound of someone hitting flesh before Alex just yelps loudly and goes silent. The recorder continues to run for three minutes until it automatically shuts off in the silence.]

If you have any information or happen to know any locating magic, contact Dr. Richard Strand via TheStrandInstitute, or reply here.

madeupnames

Hey, so, need a hand — shit — damn it —

[LANGUAGE.

Also sorry, there's a THUMP-TING noise, because he clips into a light post he did noooot see in the middle of swinging over the city.

The feed spins to life, a red, white, and black masked face in instant view for a moment before the video rolls and rolls — a cement roof underfoot, as the figure stumbles with a gasp of surprise before pretty much crash-landing. The screen is black, the unseen figure moans, and then, holding achy ribs (it was a light fall, no worries, but the way this hurts way more when it didn't before is a little unnerving), he reappears again. It's the local Spider-Man, and the feed doesn't seem to want to stop shivering as the wind whistles. He swallows. Or, um, tries to, but he seems to have some trouble with that.

It's late in the afternoon, the light fading from the sky, and he's breathless from the running (swinging, climbing, panicking) he'd just done.]

Sorry! [Swallow.] Sorry. I fell, but I'm good. I'm, I'm fantastic. Never better. Don't tell Tony Stark. [An A-OK sign is held up with his fingers, the mask blissfully blank and pleasant and voice tempered into something less panicked; cool, we're in hero mode.] Uh, I was out looking for — for these two, Billy and Teddy? They haven't been around, so I was worried they'd... And then Lanie, she's this kid from the park, her mom can't find her. And I owe her, like, five front of the line amusement park coins at this point — right, not the time. But I've been scouting because her mom is seriously freaking out, and...

There were — there was this younger lady was flagging me for help. Said she hurt their ankle while she was out running, so I swung over, but it was tooootally a trap. Like, full-on 'Mouse Trap, look out, don't go for the cheese' kind of trap . And when I went to pick the lady up and take her to the hospital — [He seems to choke on the word a little, swallowing again, straining against something at his throat.] She snapped this on me, and some of their buddies jumped out to grab me once they knew it was latched and working.

[With a nervous chuckle, he shows the metal collar around his neck, which he vainly tries to claw his fingers under.

It's doing something to me. I can't see and hear things like I used to, and my strength's freakin' gone, and nothing's dialed to 11 right now. Like, it just sapped the powers right out of me. And let me tell you, swinging around when you've got no endurance and no healing factor is really scary! Indiana Jones is nuts. [A breathless laugh, brushing the situation off as easy-breezy and not an issue.] They must've thought my webshooters were a part of my powers or something, because they were were surprised when I took off like a bat out of heck. A-anyway, I'm really sorry. I didn't... I should've went after them, but I'm... I'm having a hard time focusing... a little...

This thing is, like, so uncomfortably tight. I think the clasp works like handcuffs do. [Another uncomfortable laugh that may or may not be bordering on a panic attack, as he scrapes gloved fingers against the too-tight collar again.] I can't even get the mask off.

[A pause, and he looks toward where he had swung in from — as if he's considering going back to the park, torn between common sense and his job as both a hero and perimeter guard member. "Peter, your heart rate is unnaturally high," Karen the AI says helpfully in his ear. He's trying to breathe against the fabric of the mask. His vision is blurry.

... He needs his glasses. But he doesn't own glasses anymore.

A bit more defeatedly:]

... Can anyone get this thing off and, I don't know. Figure out how it works?

Please?

almightiness

CITIZENS OF RIVERVIEW, THIS IS ALL MIGHT SPEAKING!!

[Yes buddy, everyone can tell just by that trumpet of mighty words. But after the rather energized and familiar sound, it dies down into something far more restrained and concerned; this is a serious matter, and it will be handled with utmost severity. As such, the man addresses the community at large from his hero-mode burner phone, as he tends to when needing to speak to a wider audience.]

As of recent months, the youth of Riverview had been in terrible danger — gone missing far too often, in fact, and at first I'd feared the creatures in the sky had been the potential suspect. Alas, when I leapt after the beasts and followed them to their living areas, I found no trace of those many children who had vanished...!

And now, to make matters worse... I believe even more people are starting to vanish from our streets.

Not simply children, but people of all ages and powered abilities...! Stolen away from right under our very noses. [His voice goes tense and tinged with worry, not like his usual characteristic, boisterous television-like persona, but something genuine and fraught with worry for his fellow man.] Please, feel free to use this space to report any missing persons — or share any information you may have with the general public. We need to figure out our numbers lost, and from there we can attempt to backtrack their steps and locate the reason behind this string of vanishings.

TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE, AND THE LONGER IT TAKES TO LOCATE THESE MISSING PERSONS, THE LESS CHANCE THEY HAVE AT BEING RESCUED SAFELY. RIVERVIEW! PLEASE BE CAREFUL AND TRY TO STAY TOGETHER IF POSSIBLE! THIS IS A TRUE CRISIS.

I will leave this line open through the coming days, in case any new reports or concerns come in!

[OOC: I'll be replying around as All Might, but this is a general mingle network post for anyone who wants to point out so-and-so's missing, or have information to share but don't necessarily want to make a post for it! I figured it'd be nice to have a place where missing characters can be noted and fretted over. Have at it, guys, and threadjack to your heart's content. I'll also leave it open for future-dated stuff as well if you need it! Basically, feel free to use this however.]

evite

( broadcasting live from the dark cave that is her bedroom, skye opts for the safety of semi-anonymous texting when facing the wide open world of the network. granted, her username is literally a pun on her name, so it's not exactly the most subtle option in the world... but she's sticking to it. she thinks she's funny, anyway. )

is there a doctor in the house?

( or, you know, on the moon. )

att: my arms are killing me.jpg
if you make house calls, i'll pay double.

earlofphantoms

{ Private to Undertaker. }

I've made tea with some passable additions. Will you join me? { He is getting better in the kitchen! Practice makes perfect. } There is much we need to discuss and I prefer to do so in person if you are amenable?

{ / }

{ Private to ~~Ciel~~Astre. }

I have missed your face. Will you spend some time with your father? I think it might do us both good.

{ / }

{ Vincent is looking a little strained; he is definitely less confident than usual. }

What does one do to stave off a feeling of foreboding? I tell myself I am being overdramatic { no, really? } but am I? What if I have developed a talent for prescience?

indigobird

[Hawke's been thrown her fair share of curveballs by life, but this? This is... different. Okay, that's putting it delicately: this shit's weird, as Varric would probably say. And as someone who's seen a LOT of weird shit, that's saying something. It's a lot to take in, but Relm, despite being rattled, doesn't let it show. Her usual snark hides the nervousness she's feeling at being in a new place and far away from the familiar.

At least there's a way to get back... though Maker knows how long it'll take. And honestly? She's not in much of a rush. If it weren't for Carver and her friends, scattered as they are, she probably wouldn't be inclined to go back at all. Not that she'll admit it.

With a little introduction and instructions, some money and a pat on the back to send her on her way, Relm finds herself wandering the city. Sure, she could go to her new place (ugh, communal living) but instead she winds up sitting in some grass in a quiet location, just trying to get her thoughts together. And it's then she remembers the little... phone, they called it? She could talk to a bunch of people at once with it. They even showed her how to use it.

A big mistake, as they'll all discover.

Well, if she's going to be here for Maker knows how long, might as well introduce herself and get a feel for the others here.]

Oh I do love it when life keeps reminding me that it's capable of surprising me. You'd think by now I'd have learned my lesson, but oh no. Foolish, foolish me.

[It's all said in a joking, almost laughing tone.]

Riverview. Quaint name. Not so quaint city. The ridiculously high buildings are going to take some getting used to. It's all so... clean. A laughable complaint, maybe, but well, I'm going to complain anyway.

The oh so lovely people at the gate gave me the basics, but there are a few horrendously pressing questions I do have for you lot:

One, where are the best places to drink? Two, what's the general view about mages and magic here? And three, where does one acquire... let's say art supplies? Paper or parchment, ink or charcoal, and the like? Maybe even paint if I feel so inclined.

[She almost goes to end it there, but, well, her mother didn't raise a complete barbarian.]

Oh, yes, introductions. My name is Hawke. Hopefully my reputation didn't precede me here.

boats_n_hoes

[ Floki has been here a little while now, preferring to keep himself to himself, avoiding his roommates and generally being a bit more upset and unsettled that he's here that he's letting on.

It had taken a few attempts to get used to his smartphone, having nothing like it back in his own world. So, Floki was just pretending it was some kind of magic rune, one that could show you visions and voices if you used it. ]

I want information...

[ A close up of his face showed that of a homemade wooden mask, in the likeness of the God Loki. His accent was that of Northen, Norse to be exact and the Viking had a very unique sound about him like everything was a question or a riddle. ]

I don't care very much for the people here, nor do I wish to bed alongside them. So tell me, are the woodlands outside of the settlement habitable.. I'm asking for a friend Te-hee!

[ There was no friend, Floki just didn't like being as direct as was sometimes needed. He laughed, that strange, hiccup sounding laugh of his and twitched his fingers about periodically as he awaited an answer. ]

lionunchained

I'm not sure how many people she was able to tell about this, but it looks like D.Va is gone now. She got a chance to go back home and finish fighting the war in her own world.

I guess its a chance any one of us would have taken if they had been given it, but... she will be missed.

[He's really trying not to look sad about this, but it is rather hard. He had been close to her and now... she wasn't there]

I just though everyone should know.

smokedout

[This has become a tradition at this point; Dodger is starting his post off by playing music on his guitar. This time his dog is laying its head on his lap. Dodger is playing a somber indie tune; he's singing the male vocals, but the dog simply opens its mouth and a voice that sounds slightly auto-tuned fills in the female vocals. Dodger seems to be in a better mood than usual; he looks like he might have even slept in the last month or so.

At the end of the song he reaches down to scratch his dog's ears, and huffs lazily.]

I'm bored. Everyone who's been here long enough knows that's a pretty dangerous state for me. So. Who wants to give me something to do? I'll do whatever you want, long as the pay's worth it - and long as you're willing to take the blame if I get caught up in something illegal again.

I take units, barters and sexual favors. And you can't touch my dog.

I will receive as many pets as I want. [The dog adds indignantly in its robotic voice.]

somnioergosum

[Ronan opts for video this time. Not that this is a good move, considering he spent a few weeks in a coma and even after a week of recovery, he looks it. He’s paler than usual, which is saying something, visibly tired, and actually has hair on his head, just enough for his dark brown locks to start curling.]

I lost one of my pets. If anyone’s seen a floating pink blob with-- [He sighs and rolls his eyes.] purple flower markings and a huge nose, let me know. He answers to “hey, shitead” and also Hypnopompia.

[He’s about to end this when he pauses, then adds, sincerely...]

If you steal or hurt him, I’ll break your legs.

[OOC: No plans for where his munna is so feel free to make something up/have them see some of Ronan’s nicer dreams.]

bringbackgold

[ The video starts and within view, there’s Yuri and Otabek both sitting there. In the background, there’s the sound of cats playing on tile and wooden floors. It’s clear, looking at both of them, that they have something important that they want to say. Otabek glances towards Yuri, the smallest of smiles, but he’s clearly happy - very happy being where he is. Before he speaks, Yuri seems to glance up, sharing the tiny smile, reaching over to squeeze his boyfrie- his fiance’s hand. Otabek nods, then, towards the camera, he finally speaks. ]

So, Yuri and I have decided when we’re going to get married, and it’s on the anniversary of the day we met.

[ He looks towards Yuri again. ]

Because we’re fucking nerds. [ The interjection is soft, but fond, and punctuated with a roll of his eyes- but there was no mistaking the smile on Yuri’s face, either. ]

[ Otabek rolls his eyes. ] December 7. It will be 2 years since we met. [ A slight sigh from Otabek. His tone sounds like he means it, even though the words almost seem like he doesn’t.] And I guess...people are invited to the party.

Some of you more invited than others. You know who you are. [ He even goes so far as to make the ‘I’m watching you’ finger-to-eye-and-out motion. ]

[ Jeez, Yuri. ] Yeah. That. [ But It’s not Otabek disagrees. ] And we’re also. Moving. [ The way he says it implies he maybe didn’t discuss with Yuri that he was going to mention it. ]

[ Yuri’s former bad postured sprawl shifts; he perks up, blinking a little in surprise and throwing a suspicious glance at Otabek. We are? Since when?

[ He’s so proud of himself. ] Since recently. I found a few places I want to show you. Surprise.

Oh my god, you asshole- you can’t just surprise someone with moving! What the hell! [ He shoves Otabek, cheeks pinking even as he laughs, before shifting, burying his embarrassed face in the other’s shoulder, and repeating under his breath- just loud enough for the camera to catch-] What the hell. Ugh. That means I have to pack.

Yeah. It will be much better for cats. Which means we need recommendations on places to get new furniture. Better than what I have now. [ He moves a hand up to Yuri’s hair, placing a kiss on the top of his head. It’s unusually affectionate. ] We deserve a new place. [ And he worked hard to get here. So he thinks it’s so worth it. ]

Holy shit, I’m going to kick your ass for this later. [ It’s said, still muffled into the other’s shoulder, but Yuri manages, after a moment, to lift his head again. Trying not to look too happy, so forcing himself to frown. The effect leaves him looking somewhat constipated. ]

And - for more good news. I’m looking for musical talent for several clubs. Mostly, I’m looking for DJs. Or, if people are interested in learning to DJ, I’m glad to show you some tricks of the trade.

Because you need more on your plate to do. [ There’s an elbow nudging your ribs, Altin. ]

I like to work, Yura, and the end goal here is to have less on my plate.

[ By the critical look he’s getting, it was clear Yuri wasn’t entirely convinced by that. But he lets it go, for now. ]

I mean it. You can contact me here, or send me a message. I will need someone to DJ our wedding, too. [ He pauses. ] Because I can’t.

Yeah, he’ll be busy. [ Yuri snorts, giving a sly smile, before letting his posture slacken again, leaning more heavily on Otabek. ] Anything else, Beka? No more house sized fucking surprises?

[ Slight smirk. ] No. Not that I know of or I can think of. Got anything, Yura?

Nope. December 7th, 4pm at the Riverview Skating Center; be there or be square losers! [ Yuri grins, and then reaches out to switch off the camera. ]

[ Attached to the post is front and back of the invitation for said wedding. ]

infestedcouncilpresident

What's up, I'm Kohaku.

I just want to be absolutely positively sure I understand our situation right now.

We're stuck here, on this weird forest moon, and basically all we have to do is just hang out and maybe get a job. And on top of that, there are NO Deeps and NO subterranean monster attacks here. Just a few dinosaurs.

Oh right, I forgot the dinosaurs. Apparently there are pterodactyls living out in the jungle outside of town?

Like, don't let my smooth late night radio DJ tones fool you, I'm still half a step from freaking out about being lost in another dimension, but...is it just more or is this place is actually really freaking cool?

whatarethose

[It isn't clear where Shuri is except that she's focused on the screen and whatever it is that's behind it. When she speaks her voice is measured though a little distracted.]

I'm glad to see the illness from last month has been cured. It appears as if I had fallen into a coma for the last few days, for those who I was speaking too and working with, I'm sorry. [She's a little annoyed about that but moving forward.]

Anyway, after all this I decided what I'd like to focus my time on. I'm getting together materials so if anyone has anything I can use or a reliable vendor please let me know. I'm also doing freelance to help fund my work as well as small explorations outside of the city to find new materials.

Thank you.

[She pauses and before hanging up adds.]

Loki. I need to speak to you about what we had talked about earlier last month.

[Shuri finally looks at the screen and flashes a smile.]

Thanks.

[The screen darkens.]

mutant_messiah

[Cable doesn't waste much time signing in to Riverview's network, opting for audio as a means to announce himself.]

New arrival to the Quarantine. Name's Cable. [He pauses for a moment. He's checking stuff out as he roams around, both in the scenery and the network itself. He's been in different periods of time and has been dumped randomly in places before. So excuse him if he sounds fairly casual about all of this.]

Guessing there's no known way out of this place, right? [At least they aren't restricted to just the city/town by the look of things. A little exploring might do him some good, then.]

..Right.

analienprince

So I'm new here and I figured this might be the best place to ask around for suggestions. What are some of your favorite distractions here? Places, things to do... I'm open to anything.

[He just kind of needs any sort of distraction really bad at the moment. While there's work to do and getting to know his surroundings... he could use something more involved than any of that, something that ca help him stop thinking for five minutes. Keeping busy seems like the best use of his time than any of the other options... which basically consists of moping by himself somewhere. Not all that productive.]

[FILTERED FROM: @WICCAN]

And just one more thing. Has anyone arrived here later than other people they knew back home? Friends, significant others, family... Not in the 'I came here from the future' sense, but in the 'I arrived late to the city and they seem to have made a new life without me' one. Was it hard to find your place with them again or did you even try? I know it's natural that people would change over time, that maybe they'd have a life that doesn't even include you, but... I have no idea how to deal with it. It feels kind of like a bad dream I'm managing to make worse.

winscenario

[ The video starts with one of Jim's usual smiles. For those who recognize the location, he's sitting at his desk at the Perimeter Guard. ]

So, after some rocky couple of months, it looks like we're settling in for a quieter month. I don't know about you, but I'm definitely not complaining. Everyone should take the opportunity to relax a little and have some fun, but please be careful. Keep in mind that things can stop being peaceful and safe pretty fast.

Building on that thought, I'd like to reinforce we are always accepting new members at the Perimeter Guard. Can't have too many of us. Also, if you can pilot ships, shuttles or airplanes, I'm always looking for more members for the aerial unit, more specifically.

If anyone's curiosity is piqued, feel free to drop by and ask for Captain James T. Kirk. I'll be happy to show you around.

[ And he leans in as though he's turning off the camera...

(( BLOCKED FROM @FRANKENSTEIN ))

... but instead he just fiddles with a couple of settings before going on to add. ]

I was also wondering if anyone here could teach me how to waltz? Or any other similar dance, really. Something nice and romantic. [ A nod. ] Thanks.

[ And now he's done. ]

((ooc: WHOOPS FORGOT TO ADD. If you want your character to join the aerial unit (they can still keep other jobs or remain in other branches of the perimeter guard in case you're wondering) please JOIN HERE! Thank you! ♥))

11calls

Grief, Sympathy, Madness and Anger:
Spreading an artificial plague.

After an extensive investigation conducted by this reporter with great assistance by Dr. Richard Strand and Officer Peter Grant of the London Magical Crime Unit as well as an anonymous source, the ISR has discovered the identity of the person who released the plague that was both a combination of magic and nanite technology as pointed out by both Dr. Victor Frankenstein and Tony Stark the younger in network posts. The culprit is a local woman, Sarah White, 49. Whiteis an engineer who specializes in magically-enhanced robotics giving her the ability and knowledge and skills to release this artificial virus. White is currently in police custody.

The virus was released on May 1st by City Hall, according to multiple witnesses who saw White in the area acting suspiciously. Extremely contagious by design, White artificial virus spread through the population, attacking both native and newcomer like a wildfire without any one set of symptoms or a period of illness. The only thing that the virus had in common in every instance was that the victim spent a period of time in a coma, and then woke up with no sign of having the disease or the ability to catch it again.

No new cases have been reported as of June first, and everyone who was previously infected has been awaken from their comas, with the magic and the nanites stopped.

While this reporter did not interview White herself, extensive research reveals that other than working as an engineer, during the first epidemic that affected the settlement ten years ago, White entire family was killed. Given that she had the ability to kill everyone within Riverview, and didn’t, and the attack happened during the month of Memoria which this reporter does not think is a coincidence.

More updates on the story as we get them.

Update #1
Dr. Frankenstein reported to us that in looking for a cure from immune patients, he'd collected blood samples. Those blood samples show no further signs of the virus. He adds, "My guess is that Miss White deactivated the nanites or sent some sort of command for them to be destroyed once the month of Memoria was over."

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