welcomeprofessor: (⛒ (i just) died in your arms)
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Who: Charles Xavier ([personal profile] welcomeprofessor), Logan ([personal profile] el_paso), Kurt Wagner ([personal profile] preciousblueberry), & Laura ([personal profile] coercive). Jean Grey is Sir Not Appearing in This Film.
When: Late 5/15-Early 5/16; set after this.
Where: X-Mansion.
What: Impulsive teenagers (and tweens) impulsively teenage. Charles and Logan good cop/bad cop. (Actually, they're both angry. What a twist.)
Warnings: Mentions of slavery, gore/injuries, alcohol, and likely a good amount of cursing.
the more you live, the faster you will die; )

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22 May 2017 16:42
witchweird: (66)
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[The camera shakes a little as it comes on, and for a moment Wanda's hand blocks half the picture. The other half shows a quilt hanging on a wall, a patchwork piece of artwork displaying a scene from a sport involving players leaping through the air with batons trailing different colored strands, weaving a maze-like pattern they must all navigate.]

[Then camera stabilizes on Wanda, sitting on a bed beneath the quilt and leaning forward with eager tension. She takes a deep breath.]

Not long ago, I went to a museum that had a display about the planet Aueia, and they gave me a gift of a carving of a whale.

[Another deep breath, and she opens a small box and gingerly picks up a carving of a whale and holds it for the camera. Her gaze moves sideways as she does so, eyes widening into a stare at something to the side. After a moment, she sets the carving down again next to her.]

Every time I touch it, I see ... someone. [She closes her eyes for a second, hand brushing against the stone lightly. When she opens her eyes again, she looks determined.]

But I don't always see him in the same way. He has moods... He seems to be involved in different situations, and sometimes I think he can see me... Sometimes I see more than one image of my brother, going in and out like one of those... like an optical illusion that can be an old woman or a young woman or a duck or a rabbit, depending on how you look. Back and forth, like flipping a switch of perception.

I went back to the museum, but they couldn't answer my questions. I want to know ...

How does this stone work? Can anyone tell me? Where does the image come from? Does it come from me, or does it come from...something real? Could it come from something in a ... world next door? Could it be true? Or is it just showing me...memory and imagination?

And when I see different things, does that mean anything?

[She stops, then stares at the camera, pressing her lips together.]

No, I know it means something. I want to know what it means.

oo2 ツvideo☽

21 May 2017 14:06
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[ Ardyn's face comes across the broadcast. He tilts his hat in respect to those he will greet and who will greet him. He then leaves his hat on his head and lowers his hand out of sight from the video camera. ]

Hello! Good day. I hope this message finds everyone well. I have but a simple question and thought to ask it here! Hm. Is there an organizer of events, concerts, art and historic museum showings... any of that sort in which I may look to? I am curious and most interested in learning of our collected cultures here.

Thank you!


20 May 2017 19:12
nyx_it: (through the desert)
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[The video clicks on to a turian face -- one who hasn't really made an appearance on the network so far. And, for anyone familiar with turian expressions... she looks annoyed. Exasperated. All of the above.]

Okay, so we've got a psychic, parasitic blob scooting around, dead men walking, security checkpoints, and fights over decontamination.

That sound about all, or am I missing some other catastrophe?

Either way, this is one hell of an introduction.

[And she thought the Nexus and its uprising was bad.]

Something tells me I'm going to hate asking, but where's an enterprising turian going to find a job with all this panic? If the briefing's right and that's what we're supposed to be doing around here.

burger flippiiiiin

20 May 2017 12:15
nyxus: (are you insane like me)
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Who: Nyx & Anybody
When: Morning and Evening, end of May
Where: Pax Hamburgana
What: Working hard, or hardly working? Stop by for service with a smile! :D
Warnings: G. I will switch to brackets if you prefer that!
Would you like a side of fries with that? )
notglitching: (red - turn and look)
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Who: Rinzler and YOU
When: Various dates through May
Where: Kauto, Chioni, your brain
What: Magic, dreamwalking, CR pileups, snow. A wide variety of shenanigans.
Warnings: Mindscrew references and violence ranging from "likely" to "guaranteed". Also, freaky dream shit, especially from Nihlus.

that I can see through the flames )
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Who: Tifa Lockhart, Darin + the rest of the Lion house
When: During event stuff
Where: The Lion House.
What: Tifa just heard that Darin is sick! And now she's worried sick! What if he contaminates the whole house and hurts his roommates? Only one way to find out.
Warnings: Things are going to be silly. Very very silly

Don't worry, it's probably not that bad. )

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16 May 2017 21:27
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Who: The Brothers Drake
When: Post-power snafu, pre-slavemurderfest
Where: Thiri
What: Exploring. Bro-bonding.

He's not heavy, he's my brother )
otiosity: (hipster garbage)
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[The video feed flicks on to show Hawke sitting at a table. Covering the table are all sorts of circuit boards, wires, a laptop, various tools. You know, the things that you see and you go "this person must be some kind of tech genius". She's also wearing glasses. They make her look like hipster garbage.

Finally, there's a little handwritten note on the edge of the desk that says Hawke Industries. The Hawke part seems like it used to say something else but it's been scribbled out. A name that starts with an S? Something like that.]

Hello fellow Moirans and those that were never on the Moira. Morianots? Never mind. Terminology isn't what's important here. What is important is all the shiny new abilities being passed around like the plague. Sorry to anyone who accidentally lit their breakfast on fire when they woke up a mage. But I bet it was hilarious for everyone else.

Anyway, my important announcement is that I'm a genius now. See? You can tell by the spectacles. [Oh that explains the glasses] I know all about computers, engineering, physics, renewable energy, artificial intelligence, and making suits out of metal. Which I won't do. Because, let's be honest, it's embarrassing.

So from now on you can direct all your technological questions to me. I'll answer them in a very overcomplicated and round about fashion with a slight bit of scorn for your inability to understand. But fear not, I'm prepared to throw myself on that sword for the sake of everyone here.

[And off goes the feed. Is she really going to actually fix shit or do anything? WHO KNOWS.
She's a wild card.]
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[Ordinarily text is their preferred method of communication. It is simple, to the point, and allows them ample time to compose their response with as many polysyllabic words as possible, as if that might compensate for their apparent youth. But there is little to no time for that, now. So the transmission, when it occurs, is audio only.

The tone of the speaker is that of a child's - albeit a cold, brisk, and businesslike one.]

Some time ago, it seems that a significant portion of the Moira's crew, when it existed, was abducted by a group of interdimensional slavers. They were held against their will. Exploited for the purposes of others.

[A hiss of a match being struck, and the crackle of something being set alight, and the voice continues:]

There were children among them.

[A moment. A halting intake of breath, the fluid cadence of their speech disrupted. Muzzling the impulse that swells in their chest, the boiling ember of rage that eats at what passes for a SOUL, for one such as them. Expression flat, words dull. Control. Control. Always, control.

Speak as though nothing is wrong.]

I am transmitting the Ingress signature one may use to access this world. Those that possess a conscience, or those that simply wish to have something to fight - [The last word twists into something else, a live snake coiling into a promise.] - I would encourage you to take action.

private to METTATON:
The way is open. Try not to get killed.

[Attached is the Ingress signature. They've already wasted more words than he's worth, honestly, but if something should happen to him, both Frisk and Asriel will very likely have something to say about it.]

private to ASRIEL and FRISK:
I will be away on a mission of sorts for a few days. Do not worry about me, and please, do not follow. I am well equipped for the task.

[[ooc: head on down to the mingle log if u want to do a slaver ass-kicking]]
inconsequence: (who the fuck is scraeming "LOG OFF")
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Who: Who wants to kill some slavers? You do! Of course you do!
When: May 15th and onwards
Where: Slave trade outpost in the Runoff
What: The slavers that targeted the crew of the Moira in July are overdue for some justice. Chara breaks some regulations to make that happen. THIS IS A MINGLE LOG; anyone and everyone who wants to get in on this and kill some slavers is absolutely free to do so! Chara is relying on there being some chaos for this to work.
Warnings: PROBABLE DEATH. Probable references to slavery, trauma, and also death. Chara.
i cry into the toilet because its where my worthless tears belong )
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[ Nihlus looks extremely nauseated, even under all the neon green. ]

It's name is Mother. The emptiness is gone now, I don't- I can't- find it again-

[ Here, he stops for a moment, running his hand over his crest, trying to regather himself, trying to regather his thoughts. They'd scattered the moment the recording started and it was so hard to find the words to describe everything that'd happened in the past couple of hours. ]

I am Nihlus Kryik. One of people who'd been part of the diplomatic venture to Asteroid 276.

The Ingress glitching had given me temporary powers, similar to what many of you seemed to have experienced.

On top of a myriad of other abilities, I was able to form a psychic link and establish... contact with what I believe to be the source of the contaminant. Whatever the being is, this Mother, they are linked to illness we'd gotten from that station.

And they are hostile.

If you have any form of psychic abilities, do not try and connect with it. It is dangerous and it can pull you deeper under its thrall if given half the chance to. Its intentions are unclear, but whatever the may be, they do not seem particularly friendly.

Please. Keep in network contact with someone uninfected, either a friend, family or a medical professional. Anyone who is available to monitor you. Report to them any changes in your condition.

[ He pauses for a moment, just staring at the TAB, trying find some angle to make everything he'd just said not sound as horrifying as they did. But there's nothing he can think of. ]

... Take care of yourselves.

[ Spirits, he really hopes he's wrong. ]

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