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[Well, this is different. Letha is bristled with indignation, and the reason is somewhat obvious - her hair has turned snow-white, and her eyes are pale blue-violet with red pupils. Her skin even seems a bit paler; she's turned fully albino.]

What's going on? [Her tone is snippy, and just a little bit desperate.] My hair's looked like this since I woke up- I went out and bought hair dye and it just soaked in and disappeared! I couldn't even dye it with ink! How do I get rid of this?

[She hates how her hair looks, and keeps running her fingers through it as if that will somehow turn it back to black... and worse than that, her eyes are hideous! And she doesn't trust contacts enough to try them, especially knowing that trying to turn her hair back had done nothing. What if they melt into her eyes?]

Private to Ragnar: Audio

We need to talk about Winter. Do you have a moment?

burntbridges

[This message is preceded by an accidental audio clip from the username "necromantica". It's only a few seconds long, and contains only a single phrase.]

--Oh, bloody hell--

[The clip stays up on the network for an hour or two, before she remembers how to take down mistakes like that.

Several hours later there is an anonymous message, in text:]

I'm curious about everyone's thoughts on death, in this city. It's been so long since I've had new thoughts to hear on the matter.

Are you afraid of death? Would you be less afraid if you were in your home world?

If you had the chance to die briefly and return, just to see what it was like, would you take it?

Do you feel abandoned by those who have died before you? If someone abandoned you, could you forgive them?

Do you believe that corpses are people, or simply objects no longer in use? Should the dead have a say in how their body is used?

Could you love a ghost? Could you even stomach being their friend?

fogwells

[ There's a clearing of a throat, followed soon by a low voice, calm and steady in its nature. He's well practiced in his speech, as if he's had to make an introduction like this about a thousand times, and with his career choice, he has. ]

Hello there. My name is Matt Murdock, and while I am a new resident here, I work in the offices of Bülent & Feige. In my — [ He pauses for a brief moment. ] — previous home, I ran my own law firm at Nelson & Murdock, so I guarantee that I have the study and experience of being a well-practiced defense attorney. So if you're in a tough legal position, and you need assistance under the law, I can provide that support for you.

[ His voice remains soft as he finishes: ]

Now, there's a reason I didn't put the video on this, but ... [ He briefly switches the setting to video, a dark haired man now in view of the screen, round glasses over his eyes as he offers a warm smile. ] While I won't be able to identify you for — [ He gestures to his eyes, waving his fingers. ] Obvious reasons. If you need to find me for professional guidance, please don't hesitate.

ragnarsson

[The video opens up on Ivar in the hallway of the hospital, sitting right outside a room. His free hand has a knife in it, fiddling round with it. Some might notice there's holes in the wall from where he's already stabbed through it a few times. He's got a grim look on his face and his eyes are hard, like someone facing a battle that they know they can't win.]

For those who care, Letha's in the hospital. Things aren't looking good. She's-- [There's a moment where something flickers over his face, an expression filled with pain and worry. Then he composes himself again.] --Something's gone wrong with her daughter, and according to the doctors, it's draining her life force. They don't know if they can fix what's wrong with her.

[For a moment, it appears that's all he's going to say. Then he turns and swiftly drives the knife into the wall again, burying the blade right up to its hilt. Well, Ivar wouldn't be himself without an irrational spike of anger.] Someone distract me before I kill one of these useless doctors.

worldsaway

[When Thor switches the camera on, it's momentarily engulfed by his face before he sits himself back. Now that the frame isn't obscured, it's apparent that he's not the only one there. Both Lokis, Angela and Sif sit either side of him, all situated around a booth at some sort of diner.

Thor, naturally, is the first to start talking.]

It has come to light in one way or another that we could be considered Gods. [He's keeping it vague on purpose.] It is true, in a sense, that we are are not unlike higher beings. We are not mortals and we have powers and abilities beyond what many would be considered normal. The myths and the legends, however, are not precisely true.

[He just wanted to clear that up.] As such, we thought it would be prudent to offer our services in times of need. For missions or protections, we can be of use in many situations. You need only ask.

[He says we, but he largely means I.

Angela, for her part, doesn't look as opposed to the idea as she probably could.]

I will add that I will require payment for my services, but that can be negotiated at a later time.

[ She glances around the table at her siblings as if daring them to counter her.

The younger Loki leans into shot, finger raised. ]

Should you require an actual god, we come in that flavour too.

spellslots

[Oh hey, it's Taako, wearing Taako clothes and a pointy hat. Obviously it's Taako.]

I, the great Taako Taaco desire to learn new and exciting languages because I have a need to show everyone how smart I am behind this undeniably gorgeous face. You should teach me all your strange languages, as nothing is beyond my immensely powerful abilities.

[He's grinning, faux fanning himself like he's just too hot for this feed.]

Since I have all of your undivided attention, you must know that all my stunning good looks and amazing magical powers all come from the fact that I have a really small dick.

[And oh hey, it’s Taako again, except this time it’s just his voice off-screen:]

Hey dingus, have you seen my pho... ne..?

[It’s a very telltale trailing off, the way someone who has caught their shitty sister in the act of Pretending To Be Them™ in front of the entire fucking network.]

Gimme it, now.

[There’s a surprised shout and then a lot of cackling as the phone is pulled up and Taako #1 is running off to the other side of the room to get as far away from Taako #2 as possible.]

OH NO, AN IMPOSTOR! Save me! I’m too beautiful and sexy to die!

[Luckily, at least one member of this family remembers they’re a wizard, and the phone is mysteriously plucked from Taako #1’s hand and returned to the real Taako, who turns the phone to face him so everyone can see how done he is.]

What’s up, chucklefucks, I’d like to introduce you to my complete asshole of a sister who I hate more than anything in this world.

[From behind the phone, now;]

RUDE.

Don’t start shit you can’t finish. [He sticks his tongue out in her general direction, then turns his attention back the camera.] I’m for real about the languages thing, I’m bored and wanna learn new shit, she just jacked my idea before I could come ask. Do not believe her about the dick thing, though, that's fake as hell.

[With the alarming sound of encroaching footsteps, Taako quickly shuts off the feed.]

[ooc: Lup = red, Taako = purple. They're both the worst]

burntbridges

Hello everyone... Carnivale was interesting, wasn't it?

[She hadn't spent much time there, but that's probably a good thing. Being startled by loud noises and lewd displays would probably have a horrible effect on her child, who's already a danger to her enough as it is.

For those who haven't seen Letha in a while, she's turning incredibly pale... even for her already pale and ashen skin tone. There are very dark rings under her eyes, and her cheeks seem sunken in as if she hasn't been eating for days. The rest of her seems equally frail; her fingers shaking, her lips blue-ish, her hair unkempt and pulled into messy pigtails. The only part of her that doesn't seem affected is her pregnant belly, which looks so big on her now that she seems ready to burst. Still, she's doing her absolute best to act like nothing is the matter.]

I seem to have fallen behind on meeting the new faces here... forgive me, I've gotten rather complacent with sitting around at home. Hello to everyone who has yet to meet me, my name is Letha! [At least she's doing her best to be cheerful and ignore how sick she looks.] I've been here for several months now, I'll be happy to help you have any... any questions. Anything you need.

[That pause there? She just got a wave of a massive headache... she looks woozy as she turns the broadcast off, but she really is doing her best to hide it.]

deathkid

[ the view this time is of nico, sitting atop a gravestone. there's a fire crackling nearby, the glow making him look even more gaunt and sinister than usual ( if the dark hair, italian cheekbones emphasized by dark circles under his eyes, and the nearly all black clothing decorated with skulls aren't enough ). against the headstone he's sitting on rests a lethal looking, pure black sword.

it might seem like the beginnings of a horror movie of some sort, except nico is currently munching on french fries while gazing at the toy figurine he got with his quarantine equivalent of a happy meal. it's a pirate, of all things. ]

For those of you who are unaware, I am providing funeral services for anyone who decides to die heroically. Shroud burning, free of charge.

[ cheerful, isn't he. ]

Fortunately, I haven't had to do so yet, but where I'm from it's pretty common, so I might as well offer it here too. Trust me, though. Burning your body is best. You don't know who might decide to raise you from the dead.

[ and he gives a snap of his fingers. the earth at the feet of the tombstone he's sitting on begins to shift and soon enough, a skeletal hand begins climbing out. nico flashes a wry grin, and then turns the feed off. ]

aeturnus

[ On the screen is one Cain, also known as Romulus, commonly known in the city as Jacob Kane. He looks normal. Normal as he's ever looked, really, but the confidence that he lacked during the recent event is back in full force and he's very nonchalant about it all. He's at a flimsy-ish table with a laptop off to the side where the camera is obviously his propped up phone instead. ]

Hey! Long-time no talk, Riverview Quarantine. Just a few things. If you met me over the last week and a half or so, that was... technically me but not. You know that thing that was going on? Yeah, that. Don't worry about it. Forget about all that.

Quick catch-up for those who have (or haven't!) met me, I go by Jacob Kane nowadays. [ Not Romulus. Nope. This total 180 is completely normal considering he hardly looks any older or different at all. ] My job while I'm here is designing phone apps. I've been here for about two months now and I think this is my first actual post on the network. Anything interesting happen while I wasn't looking?

( filtered messages I'm too lazy to take to inboxes s'up )

dendera

[When the feed starts, it's clear that the man using it doesn't fully understand the technology, as he's holding it very far away from his face. It doesn't seem like it will be an issue though, seeing as he's basically yelling once he starts up talking;]

People of Riverview! Your blighted gatekeepers have informed me of the situation I have been summoned into, and I shall say this! [The feed swings around to a side view as he gesticulates,] Truly, though it is not what I am usually called upon for, rebuilding a civilization is certainly a worthy cause for I, the man upon whose works stand all the temples of the world! However!

[And now, the view zooms in rapidly, TOO close, on this weirdo's face. He's still yelling. This is just a bad audio-visual experience all around.]
What merits can you claim, that you should call yourselves worthy of the aid of I, Ozymandias, King of Kings!? [He's very emphatic about this. He's certainly proven to not be King of Volume Control.]
I am not so generous as to lend my mighty power to any motley assortment of fools! Prove yourselves worthy or incite my wrath!

oniondaughter

[The video starts with a short, pudgy teenager with blonde hair. Sieglinde doesn't often draw attention to herself without her armor on, so for some this might be the first time they've seen the young knight without her helmet.

Regardless of how familiar they are with her face, however, it's pretty clear that she's not doing so hot. Her skin is pale, with an almost greenish complexion, and her her eyes have a glazed, milky hue to them.

To some this might be a strange an alien look, but anyone from Sieglinde's own world would be able to recognize what she is: An undead. And one in need of some Humanity, from the looks of it.]

Hello. My name is Sieglinde of Catarina.

Lately, I've been looking for a purpose in this place. My work in the perimeter guard is important, but I'm looking for something more - a sort of goal to drive myself toward.

[She's getting a little side-tracked with that bit, but she self-corrects.]

Anyway, I've been thinking of getting into brewing with my free time. Many of my family members are brewers, so it's a craft I understand well enough.

I'd need equipment, though, and a place to do it - I'm certain the other guards would frown upon it if I were to attempt such things in the barracks. I've some money saved up - does anyone know where I might find such a place to rent? This place is so different than anyplace I've ever lived, I'm not quite sure where to start.

burntbridges

Roy Greenhilt has found his way back through the portal, I think. My only hope is that he didn't find his way through death.

[She hadn't been quite on speaking terms yet with him when he left, but she seems very upset about it. Letha is making her video from the local hospital, waiting outside of one of the recovery rooms. She's dressed up pretty with braids woven through her otherwise loose hair, so anyone who knows her won't have to guess at all who she's visiting. And at this angle, it's obvious that her pregnancy is now well over the halfway mark.]

I hadn't realized how hard a job it was to be a nurse until I came here... that sounds silly, doesn't it? I haven't gotten many injuries in my life, and I never concerned myself with medicine, but - more than that, I think anyone who comes into Ivar's room should be carrying a shield...

[She sighs. She's starting to think that taking a break from dumb adventures was a mistake, all she has to occupy herself with is worrying.]

Does anyone want to go... do something? I've spent entirely too long in this chair.

deathkid

[ it's clear from the view behind him that nico is currently sitting somewhere very high up. for those familiar with it ( and still awake, since it's nearly midnight ), they might notice he's on the roof of the communal housing. indeed, he's sitting on the edge, swinging his legs back and forth as he looks up at the stars above. for a few seconds, he's silent. were it not for the fact that the video is recording and being held up, one might think the device somehow turned on itself. but no, it's intentional, and eventually nico sighs. ]

I think I prefer the stars from home. At least they were recognizable. The constellations... I've been far away from home before _{if you could call it "home"}. But at least I knew where I was and how to get back by looking at the night sky. I know almost all the stories. The myths. Most are real, you know.

[ a shake of his head and nico seems to stare off into the distance. a small chiming of his device signals the hour: midnight. nico's brows furrow as a response. ]

I wonder where I could get some blue birthday cake.

( ooc: slams this down and skedaddles to bed. nico's birthday was the 16th and i'm late, but i wanted to get this up. tag backs will come tomorrow. )

atms

Seems to be a lot of introductions and specific requests on this thing recently. Let's change things up a bit. Here's a few general questions for the masses:

1. If you could travel to any time period, when would it be and why?
2. If you could have any superpower, what would you want? Why?
3. What's your stripper name? Name of your first or favorite pet/stuffed animal + the name of the street you grew up on. Mine's 'Bear Handley'.

Feel free to comment on everybody else's answers. That's what's supposed to make forums like this interesting.

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.]

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?

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. ]

burntbridges

Okay, you'll all have to forgive me for bringing up necromancy again.. I know some people really dislike hearing about it.

[She clears her throat nervously, trying to decide how to word this delicately. You know, for the people who hate necromancers or are afraid of the dead. But... Letha's never been the best with tact.]

I've heard through word of mouth from locals and... Walter... that some manner of people were living outside of the wall, and have since been mysteriously killed off. While I'd like to investigate and I'm... particularly equipped to speak to the dead, I don't trust myself to stay safe on the way there. Particularly considering that my only current forms of protection are a risen and a baby pokemon.

Aside from some proper protection, I'd like to see if anyone has... well, I believe investigative experience would be prudent. Those who were coppers in your home worlds or... at least have solved mysteries before, I'm not picky. It would be nice to have another necromancer around to divide the work of interviewing corpses, but I doubt I'll get that blessing.

deathkid

thank the gods these things come in greek

i need:

α) directions to the nearest graveyard from the communal housing

β) a place to buy some good cheeseburgers, fries, and dt. coke.
(or animal blood if cheeseburgers are hard to come by)

γ) a prism or some other kind of clear crystal for rainbow making

δ) cooking lessons.

oh, and how many people here are mortals/human or gods/demigods

supersweet

So everyone knows about alternate universes now. But have they seen any strange ones?

And I mean, strange like. Is your evil alternate twin running around here? Or a good looking one (but with a beard?)

I'm just kind of curious as to what people know about alternate universes and what they've noticed about them.

riverview network

Entries tagged with ✖ original: letha regis

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