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[ It's Tsumugi's first time to make his own post on the network, so why not start with something simple?

Also this is on audio since he still hasn't figured out how to turn on the video -- either that or he's still rather shy at talking to strangers eye to eye. Who knows. Anyway:]

Good day, everyone. I've always wondered ever since I came out of that portal last month and stumbling upon the library which is rich with literature that came from other worlds...

What are your worlds like, if you don't mind me asking? Mine is pretty mundane, as I only come from Japan and I go to this specialized school for idols, but it seems that most of you even come from worlds with technology and magic that I've only read from books? Please, enlighten me! I want to hear all about it. ♪

[ ... ]

Ah, my name is Tsumugi Aoba, by the way! Thank you for listening!

feelybug

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hello

Hello??

[mantis! is typing...]

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HI!!!

[ooc: some spoilers for Guardians Vol 2 within.]

tutee

[ Bill is used to smart phones, but she's not used to this sort of a network thing where people just go online to chat and ask questions about things... But, she's new here, and she's trying to fit in. Plus she has some questions that she definitely can't ask the Doctor about.

When the video starts, Bill's dressed in a drab dark outfit with her hair pulled back in a braided bun. Very dystopia. She does a little wave, then launches into her question. ]

Hi. I guess. My name's Bill, just arrived. Except the portal thing didn't exactly let me pack, so all I have to wear is... well, not exactly my style. Anyone know where's good to shop around here? Someplace not too expensive; I'm a university student now, I've got to keep a budget.

OH! [ She holds up a finger. ] If you were going to university, and could study anything you want, anything at all... What would you study? I'm at a bit of a loss, myself. Never actually done this officially before.

[ She pauses to think if she has anything else to add, but no. That's it. ]

Anyway, yeah. If you could help me out, that'd be brilliant. Cheers!

bringbackgold

A few short things.

My cat is having kittens, apparently. And apparently she came to me this way, which explains why she looks about the size of an American football down the middle.

A nice girl at the club made an interesting mistake of referring to me as Ota as a nickname instead of Otabek. In Kazakh it means something she likely didn't intend. So - I am sharing so no one else makes the similar mistake. Otabek is fine. No nicknames or whatever needed. Please.

Also, this place is feeling quiet. Especially at the rink. So if anyone wants to come skate with me... I'm there almost every afternoon. I'm not sure if others would enjoy it, but the offer is there. If you can't skate...I can show you. I'm not a teacher, but...getting comfortable on the ice is something I know.

noassgardian

So, just out of curiosity... has anyone looked into taking classes around here? And if you have, what's it been like? I mean, back home, my parents were insisting I go to college, so... even if I'm not sure I want to bother, I figure I should keep the option open here too.

[He hesitates a moment before adding:]

How do you even figure out if going is right for you? Especially if you have other stuff you really need to focus on too...

finethanks

[Eichi decides to make his first post in riverview a video message. He looks pale and a little nervous about something, but he speaks confidently. Some people might recognize him— his face has been appearing more and more in posters and advertisements in the city for performances.]

At first I thought I was hallucinating or something along those lines, because "magic" is something that doesn't exist in my universe except as science made to look like tricks. However... it seems I've gained some sort of ability.

It may be strange to ask, but has this happened to anyone else? I'm nothing like a "hero" out of a story book or anything like that, but I certainly healed a wound. [He glances down, flipping over his own arm and frowning in his focus.] Just now, I also cut the back of my arm to test it, since it was making me doubt myself, and I was able to heal that, as well.

[He's really not the type of person who should be harming himself in any way. But despite his paleness, he's conscious! Just... definitely exhausted in appearance.]

To be honest, I feel a little faint, now, but it may be due to my elevated heart rate after all of this. I'll look forward to any answers or advice I can receive.

dispenserofjustice

I noticed other new arrivals asking after their friends. While I could do that, my friends are generally difficult to miss. The Krogan ones especially.

The welcoming party and I had a bit of a go and that landed me nowhere. Sooo I figure maybe someone can help a poor guy out and show him where he can crash? Maybe even find something to eat that won't kill him?

That last one might be a little much to ask for.

onthehalfshell

Hello, Wikus here.

Before any of my roommates or co-workers wonder why I've disappeared, I'll be staying in hospital for a bit but I'll be back soon hopefully.

So don't go sell any of my stuff, hey?

Thanks,
Wikus

soundsfishy

[There's a lot of water drops on the camera before someone wipes it off. The amount of wet red hair that follows isn't better for visibility, but someone is definitely in water at least up to their chest.

The voice is clear, thank god.]

This place is so fascinating! Have anyone else been displaced like this in other places? How many realities does even exist?

[Another wipe of a (webbed?) hand over the camera, and there's more visibility. There's a smiling face of a man in his mid-twenties with odd scars on his cheeks and fully black eyes.]

Are there any humans here that are just humans? Or do you all know magic? Do you know about non-human beings back in your world? If so, what do you think about them? If you're a human with no magic, do you wish you had such powers? Do you have any other abilities that make you more than the average person?

If you're non-human, do you hide that at home? Or do you get along with them? Is it weird to be open with it here? Are there a lot of different non-humans or just a few? Are your vampires dead or alive? Do other weres than wolves exist? Fae? Have you ever fought humans? Do you know any divines?

Do you like the sea?

[He laughs, and the camera bobs under the surface thanks to that. He quickly pulls it up again with a 'whoops'.]

Now the most important two questions! What can you tell me about the aquarium and the hydroponics garden?

...and can I buy a bunch of portable phone chargers and plastic bags from someone in exchange for fish?

Current Mood: cheerful

eyeforaneye

(video: @s.uchiha)

[ The video opens to a view of a simple sign in the quarantine’s common language, a dark green background causing the white lettering of “The Coffee Shop” to really pop alongside a graphic of what appears to be some kind of mermaid or siren. Why does this feel like copyright infringement. ]

It’s my understanding that there aren’t many places like this here. [ So comes the voice from behind the camera, view panning to the right and left to showcase the street he’s on and make it clear just where this particular shop is. Only then does he move forward, the small store’s bell jangling as he steps into what can only be described as an immaculate café, the specials written neatly on a chalkboard in Japanese characters on the counter, booths and tables lining the walls, and plants placed stalwartly in the windows like leafy guardians. ]

So it should receive more business. Now that you’re aware, consider spending your extra money here. [ As he finally turns that camera around, revealing a dour young dark-haired man in all his glory. ]

If you need more information, I suppose it can’t be helped. I’ll address concerns.

(action)

[ Feel free to stop in! Expect a quiet one-armed man behind the counter cleaning an already spotless work station in his down time. ]

hellshot

[Hello Riverview, you're going to be greeted by the friendliest face you'll ever see on the network this morning. A pale, stylized skull mask and a voice that belongs to some edgy supervillian from some futuristic videogame or something. Dressed in all black and yes--he does seem to be leaking black smoke when he speaks. It's normal, probably.]

Far from home, in a place you don't recognise. Seems like a dream, or at least some sort of really bad joke, doesn't it.

[His tone is calm, dry--almost sarcastic in nature.]

It's not. And you're going to have to get used to it. It's nice here too, isn't it? What with all the flowers and the festivities. [Yeah, definitely sarcastic.] Hoping that's enough to keep those of you who might get bored on your toes.

There's shit normal people don't need to see outside the walls of this Quarantine. So do me a favour, and don't be stupid in going to investigate what lies out there on your own because you seek adventure.
Because if you seek that alone, you also seek Death.

Name's Reaper. Not interested in making friends, but for those of you who are capable, I'm interested in looking for people. People who are capable of working in groups to pull some of the harder jobs that involve getting your hands and weapons dirty--and people who are capable of following orders.

Not a stranger of pulling idiots out of a fire, but I'm not a goddamn babysitter, either.

[Friendly, isn't he.]

dirtyredneck

[He's been here a little bit. Hasn't engaged much. Figured he was having one hell of a fever dream after getting bit. Course, he couldn't remember getting bit, but what else could it have been? Only it hadn't gone away and the food he'd been eating seemed real enough and the people he'd been ignoring acted offended enough to be real, too.

So... maybe it was real. Weirder shit had happened.

And if it was, it might do him some good to actually start figuring his own shit out. Including how to actually use this thing.]

I ain't never used one of these
smart phones I think they're called
before. They had them before but I never
anyway I only ever had a flip phone
one I could text on.
How's this thing work?

pundemic

[So. Someone thought she needed a guitar, and she's got a pretty damn sneaking suspicion who.

And that he wouldn't appreciate a call-out. Instead, Ellie just pans the video over an acoustic guitar and a stack of books she'd found on her doorstep a few hours ago. What's visible of her bedroom looks pretty... normal, all things considered. She's put up a poster. Her bed's made (with neat, military hospital corners) and there's some laundry scattered on the floor. She's sort of right on the median line of 'neat' versus 'teenager messy'. Some days, neat wins. Other days... well.

Other days, her laundry goes straight on the floor.]

Hi.

[Great opener, Ellie.]

Um... so. My name's Ellie. I'm looking for some song recs, easy stuff. We're talking, like... 'a five year old with two left hands could probably play this one blindfolded'. That kind.

I don't care about the type or-- genre or whatever, or when it's from. Just as long as I can find it here.

[There's a slight pause. Then,]

Also, if anybody knows how to transfer music from a cassette tape onto something like... an iPod, that'd be great. Thanks.

starspangled

[it's steve's first time on the network, though anyone who's met the other steve might need a second glance. he's sitting on his bed, a box of cookies on one side, and a familiar shield propped up against his knee.]

So I guess I'm not one of the new kids anymore. [there's new names, new faces - some familiar ones too.] For anyone who just got here, it's okay if you feel a little bit overwhelmed. I woke up once before and the world had changed, so I guess I might've been a little more prepared for it than most. My advice is to keep busy if you can - they say action is the antidote to despair. Find your friends too, or make new ones. There's no shortage of good people here.

[that's not his cue, but might as well make his introduction here.]

My name's Steve Rogers - the other one. If I can lend a hand with something, if you need an escort beyond the fences, just say the word. [steve glances down, gripping the edge of his shield for a moment.] Someone must've gone through some trouble to get this back to me. I figure I owe it to them to put it to good use.

Now, if it's the cookies you're asking about... [steve sighs, like that requires a little more consideration.] They're really good, but my ma did teach me to share. I bet I could get some more, maybe even some homemade ones.

[that little smirk has 'right, sam?' written all over it.]

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

onthehalfshell

[The video starts with the view blocked by a hand. The view shakes a little.]

Is this started- right. Okay.

[The hand draws back, revealing a rather mousy brunet man. He's smiling, but his lips keep twitching as if they might collapse into a frown at any moment. His gaze keeps flicking away from the camera, as if he's having trouble keeping even virtual eye-contact. The nervousness might have something to do with the fact that his left eye and hand are distinctly not human, and there are several inflamed patches on his left cheek where something dark and chitinous pokes through the skin.

He tries to fold his hands, twitches slightly when the human right touches the inhuman left, and settles for strumming his fingers on the table instead.]

Since we're all going to be living and working together in this city for the next couple years, I thought it would be good introduce myself. Less of a, uh, surprise that that way.

I am Wikus van de Merwe, and I am- was- an employee of…

[Trailing off, he seems to think better of that particular fact.]

I'm from Johannesburg. That's in South Africa, for those of you, ah, familiar with Earth and it's countries. I grew up there, and it's where I live with my beautiful wife, Tania, who I know is- she's waiting for me to come home, and-

[Another pause, this one accompanied by placing a hand on his forehead and inhaling deeply through his nose. It takes a few moments before he's ready to speak again.]

Anyway, if you're worried about this- [He lifts his alien hand, clenching and unclenching tentacle-like fingers.] You don't need to worry about this. I'm not- it's not contagious or anything. I just had a little accident and- Ow!

[He claps his hand to his mouth, coughs, then promptly spits something out. It's hard to tell given the camera's focus, but it looks like it might be a tooth.]

Fok-! [The alien hand reaches out and the video ends.]

anthropophagite

[ baby's first network post and it'll be an anonymous text post, because Kaneki's priority is to know just how bad his situation really is without having others freaking out. He has thousands of questions, but none are as important as these: ]

Does anyone know what Ghouls are? Do they exist in your world? Do they exist here?

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Entries tagged with ✖ tokyo ghoul: ken kaneki

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