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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.

11calls

[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. )

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! ♥))

angelic_archer

(Joint post from Jace Wayland ~~Herondale, Lightwood, Whatever~~ and Alec Lightwood-Bane.)

[When the broadcast begins, the video pans across the interior of the LUX nightclub. The space is lit enough to show the details of the speakeasy inspired decor but dim enough to give the impression of what the club will be like when it's open.

Eventually the feed stops on a blond playing Fur Elise at a grand piano. Alec sets his phone down, bracing it so that it has a clear view and won't move. He sits down beside Jace. He waits a few beats before accompanying his parabatai. The two of them begin playing a ragtime version of the song, each player pausing at certain points and the other easily picking up the melody. When they're finished, Alec turns toward the camera.]

A few months ago, Magnus and I opened up the LUX building for renters. We've been working on opening the nightclub on the main and basement floors, and we almost have everything ready. We're planning to make the club like the apartments, welcoming to those who have felt that they're different. This will be a safe place to enjoy themselves. Mostly I was thinking that this would be a place for beings who are supernatural but it'll be open to anyone who is willing to follow the rules and not cause trouble.

LUX is going to be a music club, but right now, I have only two performers. If you're interested in playing at the club, please contact either Jace or me and we can discuss setting up an audition.

[As Alec mentions the Lux being a safe place, Jace begins playing C Jam Blues. He’s definitely showing off and enjoying the jazz piece immensely. Right up until he hears his name and then he stops and leans in closer to Alec, eyes on the phone.]

Bring your own sheet music. Diversity is important. If you don’t have any musical talent don’t call me. Unless you’re hot and looking for date. Or you have some other talent. Like bartending or waiting tables.

[Scowling at Jace, Alec elbows his parabatai in the ribs.] You’re not the only one who’ll be holding auditions. I’m the owner, remember?

[Jace smiled and rubbed at his ribs for a moment before beginning a new piece. Moonlight Sonata.] You’re the boss. I just toss drinks and rule breakers.

And play the piano. [Shaking his head, he looks more amused than annoyed by Jace’s comments.] If anyone wants to audition or interview, let us know.

(ooc: If you prefer either Jace or Alec to answer, note which one you want to answer in the subject line or in the tag.)

enfoldings

[ There's questions that have been burning in his mind for a while. This place has confirmed a lot of his theories, yes, but the fact of the matter is he still has a million more questions to ask and he's finally narrowed it down to a few. When he greets the camera it's with the ease of someone who has done far too many video conference calls, and he smiles brightly, his voice it's usual friendly tone. ]

Before I get into things, I should probably say hello, so: my name is Alex Murry, and back home I'm a theoretical physicist. Now--can I have a headcount as to who in their universe has some sort of faster than light travel? Also, how many people here are from a place that's not Earth?

Oh-- [ a brisk snap of his fingers ] --Is there anybody here who has the ability to teleport? If you're willing to talk about anything I've mentioned or things similar to it, I'd love to hear about it. [ Judging from how eager he is, it's genuine. ]

lykou

Hello. My name is Ryan. I found this image and wanted to share it.

(full size)
I would like to know what your name would be, and if it suits you. Mine does not, but I guess that's because my name is... already my name. Serious answers only please. I think this is a good opportunity to get to know some of you better, and maybe make some friends.

...speaking of which, it's my birthday, and if anyone would like to join me for some sweets, I'd appreciate the company.

Thank you.

notreallyrobin

hey uh
i bet you all get this a lot, but, uh, am i dead? like, straight up dead? is this purgatory?
because i really messed up and think i died and then i woke up in the hospital here and its all really
uh
a lot

and im kind of freaking out

ok yeah i guess i was about to die. and they explained all that but does that mean like, the me back home is dead??? or does that me just not exist anymore??????

(lowkey i still think this might be purgatory. if it was heaven i would have my own room.)

[ Gee. Stream-of-consciousness sure is easy when you're speaking to the void. But hey. It's better than staying in her bunk and going nuts alone. ]

ugh ok anyway someone distract me from existential bullshit
whats your favorite animal and why. best answer becomes my purgatory bff

bastardofipswich

M4M SEEKING: NEW ARCH-ENEMY
18yo swm in search of new arch-enemy!! i took a 3 month long nap and my old one left the city with his gf :(

must be:

male
ages 17-21
btwn 5'10" - 6'3"
athletic
able to take a beating
magic OR otherwise superpowered
annoyingly moral
bicuriosity a plus

it would also help if you had an annoying group of friends i could use as leverage against you. interested parties can get in touch with Chase Collins @worstwitch!!

ps: pls include a headshot

appetitive

(Joint post between Magnus & Alec Lightwood-Bane)

[When the feed starts, it's focused on the silhouette of a man looking out of a large window that's obviously looking out on the city from high up. Even though the sky beyond the glass is grey with storm clouds, there's enough light to outline his features, particularly a brow furrowed in thought. Even though he looks like he's brooding, the view seems to inspire a pleased hum from the man filming from behind the device.

Noticing that he seems to have an audience, Alec turns towards the camera around to walk toward Magnus. One eyebrow quirks upward as he realizes that the device is recording him. Sitting down beside his husband, Alec's expression shifts from amusement to something more somber.]

I'm not supposed to be the subject of the video, Magnus.

[He gives Magnus an encouraging smile. They both talked about this before and he knew what they both wanted to say, but the building is Magnus' to manage, not Alec's. With a playful sigh, Magnus turns the camera around to fit them both in the frame, sitting together with enough close proximity to have anyone unfamiliar with them wondering about their relationship.]

It was your idea, darling, and I'm sure your good looks drew quite the audience for our little announcement. [Smiling at Alec, Magnus turns a more somber expression towards the camera.] As I'm sure you've all noticed, there's a bit of a water problem plaguing our fair city. [He wrinkles his nose, opinion of all the rain and rising river water clear in his expression.] It seemed like a perfect time to point out that I find myself in possession of the lease for a mostly-empty apartment building. All of the units are furnished, and while this isn't the grand reopening I was hoping for, we are flinging open our doors to anyone seeking temporary or permanent housing. Under normal circumstances, I'd sell you all on the fabulous club on the ground floor, but as it is, I think this building's waterproof properties are currently more desirable to any interested tennents.

[Glancing over at Alec beside him, Magnus gives him a gentle nudge.] Anything you'd like to add, dear?

[Even though he should be able to easily explain the topics they’d discussed, Alec still looks nervous. A faint motion out of video range shows that he’s fidgeting, picking at his sleeve until he takes a deep breath. Looking over at Magnus for support, he finally finds the words for guidelines they'd previously discussed.] Anyone who has been displaced by the flooding, or just needs a new place to live, is welcome, but we do have some rules that everyone living here will be required to follow. Whoever stays here has to be open-minded toward magic and the supernatural. If you don't want your neighbors casting spells or being able to shift into another form, living here isn't a good idea. There also will be rules against violence in the building.

No fighting. No history of rule-breaking or breaking the laws here. If this happens for any reason other than self-defense, you will be removed from the building. We want this to be a safe place for everyone who decides to live here.

[A hand appears on Alec's shoulder, Magnus smiling to contrast the serious face his partner is wearing.] The silver lining to that cloud is that you'll be removed by a gorgeous member of the Perimeter Guard. On an even brighter note, anyone looking to become a permanent resident has first pick of the apartments while the bottom three floors will be set aside as temporary homes for the time being. The top three floors are currently occupied and thus spoken for, but we have a lot of room here, so anyone who's interested, make your way to the Lux Building, southeast of the river.

Or if you have questions, we can answer them now.

[Magnus smiles and, unable to help himself, leans in to kiss the edge of Alec's jaw.] Yes, of course! Or if you're in need of assistance, please don't hesitate to ask.

(If you have a preference for who replies to your thread, please make a note somewhere in your tag! Otherwise it'll be at random.)

wingedman

Hey, everyone. I'm Sam, and some of you might have seen me around the Perimeter Guard facilities. I happened to notice that there's a lot of fellow veterans here, and I was thinking that some of you might be interested in an organized time to just get together and hang out. For those of you who know what my day job is, I promise this isn't connected, and I'm not trying to get you into any support group - although you're always welcome at group sessions if you work for the Guard.

This is just a chance to get together and drink a beer or two, or the beverage of your choice, with people who've been through the same kind of thing you have. If you're from Earth, think of it as a VFW kinda thing. If you aren't from modern-day Earth, then it's just an opportunity for soldiers of all sorts to get together and shoot the shit. It'll be at a bar, so, you know, you can play pool or watch the game or whatever you wanna do. And if you wanna trash-talk different branches of the service, then I'm sure there'll be some of that going on, too. Just keep in mind that at the end of the day, we all got more in common than not, whether you're Army, Marines, or someone who flies in space. You're all welcome to come.

Next Thursday, 7 pm, the Riverview Bar and Grill. You got any more questions, feel free to ask.

[ooc: I'll be posting a mingle log for this next week! If your character was a soldier or member of any kind of military back home, you're welcome to come and hang out. :> ]

muskeg

[ when the feed clicks on, there is a somewhat annoyed and tired looking face staring into the void. his hair is a mess and, despite being located in a bed in the communal housing area, he looks like he hasn't been friends with sleep for at least half a decade if those dark circles under his eyes are to be believed. at least he bothers to open his eyes when he addresses the network, voice rough and with a distinct southern drawl.

look, he's tired, alright? it comes out when he's tired.]

So I get that there's a jungle and a whole lotta forest out there along with shit that no one really wanted to delve into detail about but, anyone know if there's a swamp? Maybe a marshy area? Fuck, even a squishy patch of moss an' shit would be nice. Ain't gonna be much use if I can't find one of those.

[ a huff, Sage rolls over on the bed, feed tilting until its looking down on him laying in the bed, mint hair splayed everywhere. ]

Also for those that might know, how the fuck does magic work here? Like-- I get there are 'things' beyond the walls and all but-- what about werewolves? Other witches? How do you cast a fucking circle here? Also, where the fuck do I get the strongest whiskey?

[ oh, did you expect a please and thank you before he hung up? sorry, not gonna happen. ]

heavenfell

[A bright, blinding light fills the sky. After a moment, the outline of six big wings can be seen against the horizon before the owner of said wings...falls. She hits the ground, leaving an obvious dent in the pavement.]

Returned...? [Her voice is remarkably unfazed.] Setsuna...is dead? [That must be the case. Otherwise, why would she be...here?] The cycle has been broken. I am myself again.

[She sits up and looks at the sky, her expression conflicted. She touches her abdomen, closing her eyes.]

He is with me.

[Brushing off the rubble, she stands up and extends her wings to their full extent - and, then, as soon as they are fully visible, they begin to fade.]

Quarantine, I am the Organic Angel Alexiel and I require information. Tell me everything you know about the moon.

[Her gaze falls on the recording device and she picks it up, blowing the dust off of the screen.]

Do not fear me. I have no desire to harm you. [She cares deeply for humanity in actuality.] How can I help?

sentiences

[ The video pans across one of the communal rooms before centering on Dorian. He looks overwhelmed and thrilled at the same time. ]

Okay, so this is amazing. I have a room with a bed — and I'm not entirely sure what they expect me to do with that. Also my own chair! It's a sweet deal.

[ Seriously. A chair. His own space. Let the android have his moment okay. ]

Unfortunately, I don't think my charging station came with me on the trip here. Does anyone know anyone technically minded or with a large amount of appliances and scrap? I kind of need it so I don't run out of power. Low charges are hellish.

I can pay you? I think I get wages now. Amazing.

livingsymbol

[He's out of practice. Steve is quiet for a second as he starts the transmission, bracing himself.]

My name is Steve Rogers. In my world, I'm also known as Captain America. Some of you might know me, but that's not what I want to talk about.

[Well, not about his work specifically. He does wants to talk about work.]

We're all here for different reasons and I'm not going to pry into anyone's business, but I think there are some of us who are used to defending people in our home worlds and if you are, I'd like to work with you. If you're from a world like mine, then this city is quieter than others. But that doesn't mean we don't need to look out for it. The wildlife and technical problems still need attention. I know I'm asking you for more time on top of the work we're already doing with the Perimeter Guard and official positions, but I'd like to make that extra effort. A lot of you are probably better suited to organizing this than I am. If you have projects going, I want to join you. I want us to share those ideas and work together to help the city.

[His posture gets subtly more stern, with his chin raising and his shoulders straight. This part may not just be a general appeal for teamwork.]

It's easy to overlook some problems when most of the big issues are under control. We get by well enough. It's a nice place. I'm not going to let anything put this place in danger. I'm going to be on guard, to make sure nothing gets out of hand. I'm sure this doesn't apply to everyone, but if you're interested in a little community service, maybe we can do that together. Thanks for listening.

deathkid

ATTENTION:

if anyone sees a very large hellhound
with glowing red eyes
please don't hurt her or be frightened.

mrs. o'leary is actually very nice and friendly
she will totally play fetch or "get the greek"

she'll be hanging around quarantine,
so please don't attack her

in other news,
does anyone know where i can buy
some really, really big dog treats?

[ and for those interested, nico can be found down by the river, playing with mrs. o'leary, who looks like a mastiff the size of a car. he's currently throwing a dummy down the bank, which mrs o'leary retrieves with happy (and very loud) barks. ]

likeacoupon

Okay, I did the 'getting-used-to-this-place' thing and I have two questions.

First, where can I buy or borrow a bike. [She'll borrow one and live life pokemon style if she has too.] I'm already getting tired of walking everywhere.

[Willa doesn't make it clear if she's talking about a motorcycle or a bicycle. She's not that picky and either would do. However, she has very little to no experience driving a motorcycle but she's sure she could figure it out.]

Question number two. [She holds up two fingers and holds them in front of the screen.] What did you guys all do before you arrived here? Is it the same as what you do now? Be it jobs or hobbies or whatever.

[Anyone can respond or not, but Willa wants to meet more of the people here and see what kind of crowd she's dealing with. From the small sample she's run into, it's certainly an eclectic bunch.]

deathkid

[ it's late, but the stars are shining and the moon is big enough to reveal that nico is once again in the graveyard, sitting atop a gravestone as he munches some fries. his legs swing back and forth. with his mouth full, he pauses and regards the feed. ]

I've been doing a lot of thinking. Mostly about the future. So we're stuck here for five years, right? How many people are planning on staying after that? If so, why?

I mean... [ another bite of fries and he swallows this time before continuing. ] What do people miss the most about their original homes and is it enough to want to go back? If there was one thing about this place that could make you stay, what would it be?

I dunno. Anyway- Loki, I need to make sure I have Wednesday night off. And Jason, I need some advice. Also, Ed, I have a few questions about your alchemy.

buildingcastles

[Well, this is certainly bringing things full circle. The irony doesn't escape him, but this time Christian is actually making an effort to do his job. As much as can be expected from him, of course.

Which means the network gets a nice view of a man at a small desk, looking more like an assistant than a professional in his oversized sweater and jeans completing the look with tousled hair. He's organizing books on the surface as he addresses the network, with titles including How to Find Yourself, Practical Counseling, and The Pocket Manual for Technical Magic stacked on top of each other. He has the phone sitting on one such stack, propped up behind the others.]

So. [Wait, false start.] You ever feel like this place is just a little bit weird?

I mean, how many cities have portals that lead to other worlds and collect people? And hire Magic Counselors? Hi, I'm Christian, Magic Counselor if you ever need one. I'm not sure how many people here do the magic thing. Do you?

imperceptus

do you suppose it is ever truly possible to escape the circumstances of your birth?
to escape destiny?

volitaunt

[ It starts with a blank screen and cheerful booping that anyone who has met BB-8 will recognize, with muffled conversation in the background.

BB-8 is working on something. The screen flickers from blackness to brief color, goes dark again, then abruptly displays the following image: ]

[ Yes, it is Poe Dameron, standing nobly above a motif of X-wings, over the word "RESISTANCE" and below the words "WATCHING OVER THE SKIES AND STARS."

The background conversation stops. Poe's voice comes through clearly: ] Bee, what are you--BB-8, take that down right now.

[ Annnnnd the image vanishes. ]

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