one ✩ voice

[boobwindow]

[ The ID on the Network appears as Power Girl.

As the audio begins, anyone with a good ear or paying close attention will notice there isn’t complete radio silence between the time the feed turns on and when a woman begins speaking. There’s a passing wind that lightly filters in through the speaker – and are those wings flapping in the distance? ]

Okay, I get it; Lachesis does not appreciate a hands on approach. Does she really call herself that? I guess she doesn’t get memos, but I thought I washed my hands of this alternate universe mess a while ago and I’m seriously not interested in being apart of it.

The City... that’s original. [ A light scoff. ] Should have stuck with New York.

If anyone from the JSA or the League is—oh. One second. [ The audio cuts for about five minutes before it’s switched back on and Peej sighs. ] That was a close call.

Sorry, as I was saying: All-stars or JSA, Leaguers, Titans, heck even Legionnaires ... this is Power Girl. I think I’ve gotten the gist of the situation, but if there’s anything else I need to be briefed on get in contact with me ASAP.

[ Not that her voice will betray how she really feels, but she really hopes she’s not stuck in another alternate universe by herself again. ]

Comments

[not_really_charlie]

If she did, I'd have hacked her by now... [She's an AI. Charlie's ability - one of them - is to mentally interface with anything tech.

Too bad she can't get close enough to use that.[

[boobwindow]

That's big talk. Professional hacker?

[not_really_charlie]

IT girl.

But if it exists, I can reprogram it.

[boobwindow]

Have you attempted to get near her before?

[not_really_charlie]

No. I've seen what happened to everyone else.

[boobwindow]

That... doesn't sound too good.

But she did try to fry me.

[not_really_charlie]

Right. I like my skin intact. [She's good, but hacking advanced programs take time.]

[boobwindow]

I don't blame you.

Can I ask how long you've been here?

[not_really_charlie]

Last October? Pretty much the longest dry sell of my life.

[boobwindow]

I'm sorry to hear that.

Guess they weren't kidding about the "no way out" bit.

[not_really_charlie]

I hear they even bring yu back to life.

[boobwindow]

I've... noticed. [ Helena... ] Lachesis is keen on our stay.

[not_really_charlie]

You'd think they'd get tired of heroes.

[boobwindow]

Ouch. Any reason you think that?

[not_really_charlie]

There's how many of us here, exactly?

[boobwindow]

Possibly two hundred, according the mayor. But not all are in the heroing business apparently.

[not_really_charlie]

So she just keeps pulling more?

Whoever programmed her needs a talking.

[boobwindow]

It must be the way her systems are set to run. [ If there's a pattern to it, she'll be looking into it. ] A serious talking, really.

[not_really_charlie]

...If she ever connected to the wifi, maybe...

[boobwindow]

[ She sighs, exasperated. ]

For once it would be nice if the sentient machine wasn't stirring up trouble.

[not_really_charlie]

Maybe I could shut down her power system. Or short circuit her. [Which of course could make things even worse.]

[boobwindow]

It would stop her from bringing people in, but my question is: how do we get out? [ It then occurs to her Lachesis may be the only ticket out of this world. ] It might be too risky, especially if she starts electrocuting people who get too close.

[not_really_charlie]

I could reprogram her. If she had her defenses down.

[boobwindow]

Easy there, eager beaver. You already said you want your skin to stay on. Let's not rush head first against a sentient A.I. likely gone mad with a penchant for electrocution and teleportation.

[not_really_charlie]

Which is why she needs to be shut own.

Trust me. There's nothing i want to do more than run away.