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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.]

shoplifter

[The feed opens to Laura looking a little uncomfortable in her own skin — you'd think she was in trouble again or something, forced to give another on-screen admission. But nope! Trouble was totally a few days ago. She's been an angel as of late (or as close to one as a stabby mutant can be). Instead, Linda motions for her to go ahead and start her video broadcast. What for, you ask? She steels herself.]

Prijata is coming up; it is a celebration to give people things. I am not very good at it.

But we had wood-carving for the end of the year art project, so I — made some... wooden dolls for people. [She pauses, looking up again at Linda. She motions for her to continue on.] I am not very good at it yet, so the painting is not perfect. Even so, I have... made... many good friends. Friends I didn't think I would make. So... Quiero agradecer a mis amigos. I want to thank my friends.

[This is clearly something she's not used to saying. At all. And her cheeks are slightly flustered by the time she stops and she's plucking at her tattered shirt sleeve — a new visual compared to the usually cool and collected child who never seems to care enough to be embarrassed. It's just, you know. It's different when it's something you've made for someone else. And it is their faces, a face she had studied in that way of hers over the last few weeks as she worked on the project. Her bed is covered in crafting materials, a sign she'd rushed to get them done in time.

She shows them in detail, don't worry about being left in suspense. Indeed, they're all carved carefully from wooden bits, with little items and clothing pieces glued together.

The kid sits in this earnest hope that she did well enough to not be teased. It's a normal thing to do, right? Something a person does, not a science project.

She hopes it's obvious who is who:]

I can bring them to you, wherever you are... if you want yours. If you do not, I can keep them on my dresser.

[Honestly, knowing how many she made is an eye-opener for her; she didn't realize she cared about so many people here.]

.... Feliz Prijata.

[... Even if it's a bit early.]

realists

[ simple text, straightforward and easy: ]

What are the birthday traditions on your home planets?

[ jyn hasn't celebrated a birthday in something like... fifteen years so to say she's out of practice would be a gross understatement. she tells herself this is cultural anthropology, her mother would be proud. TIME TO LEARN, time to attempt to live like a normal human being... ]

stantheman

Hello,

My name is Stan.

I'm just wondering what it is that you miss most about home?

supersweet

So I just realized that I've been in this place for a year! Which is a super long time to be anywhere away from home, but it hasn't been all bad. I've gotten to meet people from all over various dimensions. I've seen a lot of magic and met a lot of aliens too.

I was kind of curious though. What kind of experiences have you had here? Anything super memorable and awesome? It'd be great to share that kind of stuff. Maybe it'll help some of the newcomers feel better about arriving here.

worldsaway

[The video begins in the swampier edges of the jungle. Thanks to the flooding, the water is up to Thor's waist and he has mud up his arms and on his face. He holds the camera up at a selfie angle, smiling into it and waving with a muddy hand.]

If anybody happens to know where a big, fat crocodile went, let me know. He's got a scar over his eye and his legs are very stumpy. Embarrassingly stumpy.

[Thor looks about him, holding the camera out so the audience can really appreciate the view of the overflowing river and not the fact that he's wearing a wet singlet.]

And if you've lost anything in the floods, let me know and I'll keep my eye out for-

[He cuts himself off when he catches sight of something making ripples on the water. His arm whips out of camera, snatching the tail of a snake that he brings into view.]

Look at this! Did you know snakes could swim?

[The snake hisses, flicking its tongue at Thor even as it coils around Thor's arm in a lithe, slow crawl. When Thor's hold lessens though, the snake rears back slightly like a mirage before vanishing and revealing a grinning Loki who very casually slides a small dagger into Thor's side.]

Oh dear. Was that me?

[Thor grunts, mostly in surprise but there's pain in it. The little blades sting, and it's a miracle that he can hold onto his camera (lopsidedly) when he drops to his knees and grips his side.]

You've done it now, brother. [Thor growls, with a clenched jaw.] It's all going dark. Dark and cold. I see a light, it's calling me. I'll bleed out before they find me.

[And with his final breath, he musters the strength to try kick Loki into the mud along with him.]

threatenwithcuteness

*Lola's sitting at a desk? Or maybe a table? It's hard to see details because there's a very definite layer of books covering the surface. They all have covers and titles that hardly seem fun or inviting about business, investing, and... okay one of those books is about nail care but it feels out of place with the rest.*

Do any of you know anything about, like, running a business. How to operate one, contacting vendors? Figuring out how many pounds of tortilla chips you need to buy for a week of regular nachos? I'm trying to get Lola's Cantina open but I really, like.

Dad did all of this stuff, I just had to look cute, wait tables, and occasionally yell at someone in the kitchen to hurry up.

*Of course just because Lola's studying really hard to try to understand something well outside of her ability at the moment, doesn't mean she didn't take the proper time to put her hair and make-up on point before making this video. She's tired, not dead.*

jolting

I don't know how many people celebrate this, but today is Pi Day. Pi is a mathematical constant, with the first three numbers being three, one and four. Most people just celebrate by baking or eating pies. I made one for my daughter's math class.

Pi itself is actually very fascinating, though. It was originally defined as the ratio of a circle's circumference, but now it's used in many formulas in math and physics. Its decimal presentation never settles into a permanent repeating pattern.

But, ah... I'm sure most people just care about the pie.

earlofphantoms

{ Vincent is taking a brisk walk - exercise is good for the mind and body, you know - looking less like the dapper British gent than usual. Modernity is creeping up on him and he is just the sort to embrace it, bit by bit. }

It really is a shame servants can't be employed here - or am I wrong? Is it more a question of price? I can understand wanting to be well-compensated. I always thought I was an easy Master -

{ Ha ha ha. No. }

There is nothing wrong with living an exciting life. { What are you even trying to say, Vincent. } I don't think I've ever lived so peacefully or so...independently. I'm afraid it's going to my head.

peacemongering

[Pierce doesn't normally make announcements, except when it comes to internal company memos and the like. He keeps things strictly business most of the time, but he is making this addition to the network from his communal housing room. He looks grave and upset, but he is clearly wanting those who might wish to know the information that he has obtained.]

To anyone who knew and was friends with Miss Ava Orlova, I regret to have you inform you all that she has returned back through the portal. While we had only begun to build a relationship, she was the closest person to having one of my daughters back, and I will miss her.

[He sighs heavily and folds his hands together, managing a grief-stricken smile.]

If anyone has any stories of her exploits, I would very much value hearing about them.

shoplifter

[Today's post is school-related, for the most part. But instead of being terrible news like it usually is, Laura's been coaxed by Linda the Caseworker to reveal the fruits of their labor (or really, Linda picking up a lot of assignments and making sure Laura does them when she's not at school...). Laura carefully pins a piece of paper to the fridge of Communal Floor 10 with a magnet, which the camera will point to in just a moment—

SURPRISE BITCH]

[After a moment:]

Linda said I should tell people. So I have told people.

I did — well on my grades this quarter.

[She didn't particularly see the big deal; it's not that hard to do the work assignments when your caseworker keeps bringing all the stuff to you... and the tests are much easier when you've got a good eye and memory. Another beat, and this she seems more uncertain and perhaps even sheepish about, in her own way:]

I also wanted to tell any of the other kids here... if you want somewhere to hang out, I have a — new place, just for kids only. Let me know if you would like to come in, and I'll give you directions, or take you there. We have 'video-games' there, and I like them a lot. Especially Pac-Man. And comic books, and candy, and soda... Things like that. It could be... fun.

[OOC: There might be a log later this month for the kid hang-out! If you want to hit that later just let her know you're interested in hanging out there, and you'll be good to go. If you have anything you have in mind that doesn't fit the bill here, just hit me up at simpledog at plurk! Also, feel free to run into her on floor 10 of the community building. ♥]

almightiness

[All Might is standing in front of a blackboard that is labeled, rather boldly, 'SEX EDUCATION AND YOU'. And he is apparently in a gym building befitting a high school, a clipboard looking terribly small under his massive arm. He has the usual signature smile and seems like someone who has had to do this very thing before; confidence always comes with time, and he's had to do so many television and school PSAs in his career, he's utterly prepared and spunky!]

Hello, it's me...

And I'm here to talk about Sex Education and you! Now, it's extremely important to know, during a very... active and festive month, how your body works, and to understand the ways to both protect you and your partner! Not only this, but learning about the threat of sexually transmitted diseases and informing yourself on contraceptives is extremely important!!

ATTACHMENT: STD AND STD SYMPTOMS
ATTACHMENT: SEX EDUCATION

If you would like contraceptives - condoms, birth control, and the like - or you have any questions, we'll have options available, visit your local clinic! Or feel free to come by the high school gymnasium to pick up some of our supplies here, at no cost! It's important to protect yourself, your partner, and your future plans! We also have pamphlets and video downloads. If you have any questions, do let me know!

I know there is a vast assortment of people here, with different walks of life, so remember - no question is a stupid question!

[He whips out a banana and dramatically slaps a poster on the chalkboard:]

TODAY'S LESSON WILL REQUIRE A BANANA!

sweetlies

[It isn't his first business venture, and most certainly not the first one where he has management over his head, but he hasn't had to give a direct report to anyone in years, not even the Earl Phantomhive, whichever one it might have been at the time. He does his job well, whatever it might be, and he doesn't foresee any issue with it, otherwise he never would have taken this job to begin with, but now that he has the cafe to himself, he has started the process of organizing things, and that's exactly what Undertaker is doing.]

[Pen in hand, paper on a clipboard, he's still old school when it comes to sorting. Supplies had been easy enough to order. The menu was decided upon and ingredients set and ready to go. The hardest part about all of that had been agreeing not to bring his own brand of cookie into anything, except on special occasions. A small price to pay. Not everyone could appreciate his humor, and that was a shame, but he would let it slide. What was left was to give the whole place an open, inviting feel. Easy enough to do with the funeral parlor, such as it was, but the cafe was a breeze.]

[If this was supposed to be a challenge, he felt he should have upped the stakes a few notches.]

[Ciel has the camera discreetly recording Undertaker as he does everything. It's nice seeing the man in such a social atmosphere and slipping into his role so easily. He does want to try to throw him off a little though, setting the camera on one of the tables and carefully keeping it propped up, before tossing an apron onto the counter in front of the man.]

Forgot your 'uniform.'

[Ciel is wearing a similar one, black with pale blue flames coming up from the bottom. It might not fit the Victorian pair very much but he is trying to meet this place halfway.]

[He'd be proud of the boy's efforts, and really, he is. But he's not above making a bit of a jest at it all in spite of everything. Undertaker turns to look at the apron that has been given over to him with his brand of grin.]

Oh? And here I thought that one was yours. Milord looks so professional in it.

[He giggles, but takes the cloth and lifts it to hook over his head. Without the top hat, it's not hard at all to do, but getting the length of his hair over the loop makes for a little bit of work, something he's quite practiced in after so long with it as it is. He makes short work of his mane and the apron and leaves the mess of it hanging over his shoulder so he can freely tie a bow at his back at the waist.]

Do I look like I belong here yet?

[He resists sticking his tongue out. He's a nobleman still, at least in behavior, and a business owner. There has to be some attempts to seem professional on his part... it's hard to resist though.]

I mean, it could be but then I'd be the manager and where would you be? [Ciel smiles though.] It's perfect though.

[He's even had 'manager' embroidered onto it.

After a moment, he slips to the counter to set out some tins of tea and coffee. Even if neither of them is a fan. Announcement time!]

As you can see, we've entered into the cafe business. It's taken a bit of work to get a location and the design but it's all come together finally.

[Undertaker, blind as he is, hasn't noticed that the camera has been recording this whole time, and so he looks to Ciel with a tilt of his head.]

My lord, of course we have. I've just been working with you on it this whole day.

[He flashes a sweet smile at the man, and he's very obviously too innocent.]

Whoops, perhaps I put the camera too far away.

[No, he wanted everyone to see how lighthearted Undertaker could be. And the position of it gave a wide view of the cafe as a whole.]

Say hello to the Quarantine?

[Ah, so this is what Ciel has been up to. He's not upset in the least, and he'll even offer a wave to the camera.]

Well, hello! Fancy meeting all of you here. We're just about ready to open, so don't worry yourself over where to get your next cup of whatever it is you like. If it's not here, we'll get it for you.

[He's not bothered and that's nice. It makes Ciel heave a soft, relieved, sigh. And then he focuses on the camera again.]

Since this is our grand opening, any couples that visit today will get a free cup of a drink of their choice with the purchase of another one. Of course, we don't want anyone single to feel left out, so feel free to find a way to show affection here, whether with customers or staff, and we'll find a deal for you.

Happy Valentine's Day, Quarantine.

(replies from

sweetlies and

somakemelaugh. Cafe menu here.)

royalpassport

We're all stories. Tell me yours, and I'll tell you mine.

(Preferably over tea.)

Don't forget to start with "Once upon a time..."

thesecutethings

[ the cool thing about her primary device being a smartphone is that after a few days, Lizzie pretty much has it down. so, thankfully, no one gets stuck staring at an eyeball on the network today. nope, instead they get Lizzie, in her pink and frilly glory, looking like sunshine glorified as usual. for a 'new' arrival, she's in a strangely good mood.' ]

I beg pardon that it took me this long to introduce myself! This place has simply been such a change...

[ right, right. composing herself like the lady she is. ]

My name is Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Midford, daughter of the leader of the British Knights! I'm here with my fiance, Ciel Phantomhive! I hope he's been getting along with everyone well! He can be a bit dour, but he's really very sweet!

Ah, of course, introducing myself isn't the only reason I'm doing this. You see...It seems I've found myself without Paula, my handmaid. Between this and how...different...the fashion is in this world than my own...I seem to be having a spot of trouble with my clothing lately, including dressing. Ah, buttons are quite difficult you see... I was hoping to find a lady who might be able to assist me. I'm sure I could find a way to provide compensation.

[ read: i don't know how to dress myself, i'm scandalized by shorts, and everyone i know is a dude, what do? ]

Also...I can't believe we're on the moon! Who would ever have thought it would be possible, to be on the moon? It sounds so romantic, it's like a dream! [ Lizzie sighs dreamily. ] It certainly wasn't possible at home, but imagine... Ciel and I walking on the moon together...!

[ aaaand apparently no one has to endure starry-eyed Lizzie for long, because she's suddenly cutting the feed with an excited call of Ciel's name, no warning. Poor Ciel. ]

thesavior

[The video pops on, with Emma sitting in the kitchen of her apartment she shared with Lucy. The fact that she has a pile of cookbooks next to her, shouldn't concern anyone unless you know her of course. ]

Right. let's do this. I'm Emma... Swan. I've been here for a couple of months and recently my granddaughter showed up. It's confusing since when I left my kid was her age, but not the point.

[She sighs smiling a little.]

I figured I should probably learn how to make actual food that isn't Tacos, pizza, pop tarts, or boxed mac and cheese. Are there any gourmet chefs out there?

[Private to Victor]

Hey, I have a favor to ask?

somakemelaugh

[The video comes on to show Undertaker in what looks like something he'd arranged himself, lying stretched out over a couch in casual wear, feet crossed at the ankles over the arm while his head rests on the opposite seat, hair spilled all around like he doesn't care. Which he doesn't.]

[He's alone here and he knows it. Or thinks he is anyway. A few minutes pass and he still hasn't spoken, and though he appears to be looking straight up, he's holding his chain in one hand over his stomach, fingers rubbing one of them. One of seven.]

[A few minutes more and it becomes clear he doesn't realize he's being recorded. He still hasn't said anything. But then just as the viewer may feel tempted to switch the feed, Undertaker giggles. The giggles quickly become a spasm before he bursts out laughing for no apparent reason. None at all. He's laughing so hard, kicking one foot, that as he turns, he rolls himself right off the couch with a thud...]

[... and keeps right on laughing. And there, the video ends.]

childofaxios

[ When the video kicks in, it's clear that Chyler is in one of the Perimeter Guard's offices. She's standing close to the lens, adjusting the feed until it lines up to her satisfaction. Then she steps back and stands at attention.

For one brief, brief, oh-so-brief moment there's a flicker of exasperation on her face. Then she locks her gaze on nothing in particular and shouts like she's in the middle of a drill: ]

MY NAME IS CADET SILVA AND I AM A CLOCK.

[ A pause, oh-so-brief a pause, but her expression doesn't waver this time. ]

IF AT ANY POINT YOU REQUIRE THE LOCAL TIME, IT IS MY DUTY TO PROVIDE IT DOWN TO THE SECOND. I AM REQUIRED TO DO THIS REGARDLESS OF WHERE I AM OR WHAT I AM DOING AT THE TIME OF YOUR REQUEST.

IF AT ANY POINT I REFUSE, PLEASE INFORM PERIMETER GUARD SQUAD LEADER JOHN SHEPPARD OF RR-1.

[ Chyler snaps off a salute, then reaches forward and turns off the feed with equal crispness. ]

shoplifter

[The feed opens with a huffy looking Laura, sitting in front of the screen like it's a PSA announcement or some such — and judging from the glancing up at what must assuredly be a teacher, it's exactly that. Or something. She scowls at the camera again before looking down at the paper held in her dainty little hands that have totally never hurt anyone ever, no sir. She reads it blankly, and it's very clearly she's the worst podium speaker in the entire universe:]

I have agreed.... to read aloud, so that I will not be suspended for the week.

I would like to formally apologize for anyone I have ever stabbed, kicked, punched, or bitten... It was not my intention to hurt anyone and I will try my best from this point on to control my temper, both — in the complex and at school. [She wrinkles her nose, looks deadpan at the camera, and continues.] I am sorry to Tabitha for shoving her nose in the grass during recess. Even if it was because she was being unkind to another student, it does not give me the right to use... 'force'.

And I am sorry for using... Spanish expletives toward Jared, and hitting him in the throat with his own backpack. Even if he was being rude, it does not... excuse violence. [She looks so annoyed, save her.] From this point on, I will do my best to stay in school... for the whole school day. I will try not to leave past the wall.

[She puts the paper on the desk, calmly.]

... And I will not steal the chocolate milk from the cafeteria anymore.

[More gravely:]

But if Susan insults my accent ever again, I will shove her into the trash ca—

[huh the feed ended suddenly how about that

... she's in detention now]

earlofphantoms

{ Vincent is in the theater and the ballet is in full costume, practicing one Act or another. They are lovely to see - full of bright colors, like proud, graceful birds. This might be an archaic art to some, but, as the camera turns, the Earl is beaming. }

Well worth an hour or two, I assure you. The full-length numbers are considerably longer, but amendments can be made and stories can be told over several nights. We're not going anywhere, after all.

{ He rises from his seat and paces towards the stage. Thankfully he stops before he ends up in the orchestra pit. That would be embarrassing. }

Tell me your favorite story, hm?

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