016; video

Jul. 23rd, 2012 01:12 am
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H- Hey.

[ The wheel of a motorbike comes into frame. It'd be cool, if it wasn't also on fire. Just like the rest of the vehicle, seemingly, which Reilly is sitting on. With an expression that's somewhere between resigned amusement and suppressed panic. ]

On a scale of one to ten, how much should I be freaking out right now? I mean, I've never even ridden a motorcycle before. I just thought they looked cool! And it wouldn't hurt to have a ride, but, as soon as I touched it--

Fire. Everywhere.

015; video

May. 31st, 2012 03:22 pm
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[ Reilly leans back in his chair and, with a satisfied smirk, props his feet up on his desk. ] Done. Finally.

[ Wait. He has an audience. Right. Can't keep talking to himself. ]

Ahem, sorry. It was just a bit of a hassle, getting everything settled and-- anyway! I thought I should let everyone, especially our employees, know that the School of Thunder will now officially be owned and operated by Ms. Laura Kinney and I.

If you're interested in working or volunteering for the dojo, please give us a call and I'll arrange something. Or if you need some need some training, instead, feel free to drop by and we'll show you some moves.

014; video

Nov. 10th, 2011 11:33 pm
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[ Why, look, City! It's... Reilly's apartment. How exciting. Oh, there's also a Reilly in it, frowning at his communicator and tapping the screen as if that will help somehow. Despite his frustration with his technology, however, he manages to crack a nervous smile. ]

Stupid thing better be worki... I mean. H- Hey everyone! I'm back.

Note to self: Be more careful with your powers in the future. Wow. I can't believe I die-- d-did that. Never mind, there are more important things than my mortality. Or lack thereof. Like May, for example. [ The oh-so-forced cheerfulness is replaced with the sternest voice. ] Where. Are. You?

And Cass. I...

[ He stops then. His eyes go wide as emotions flash through them -- he looks sick and shocked and, for once, afraid. ] No. No!

[ The screen becomes a jumbled, blurred mess as he drops his communicator. Once it hits the ground, it films nothing but carpet. All that can be heard is an agonized scream. ]

[[ ACTION for anyone who wants to hang with Degenerating Boy and Friends. ]]

013; voice

Oct. 29th, 2011 01:14 am
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You know what I find most irritating about all of this? The timing. As if I needed more reasons to hate Halloween.

[ Sigh. ] Hey, May? Guess that birthday party I was planning is... not going to happen. Sorry. I'll try and make it up to you if, you know, we're still here.

Cass? There's something you should know. I... I'm staying to fight.

Private | Norman Osborn )

012; voice

Aug. 6th, 2011 11:23 pm
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Okay, city. I know there are more important things going on right now, but since I almost had to call the fire department this morning... there's something I need to know. How do you tell someone they need cooking lessons?

Also, are there any good ways to teach that don't involve cookbooks? Just wondering.

[ Private | Matt Murdock ] )

[ Private | May Parker ] )

[ Private | Peter Parker ] )

011; video

Jun. 24th, 2011 09:46 pm
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[ For a moment, the video seems to be malfunctioning. There's something bright and smoky obscuring the lens. Then, suddenly, there is Reilly. Slumping down on the couch of what appears to be a thoroughly trashed apartment. He looks exhausted and frustrated. ]

I'm back.

[ Pause. Sounding hoarse. ]

May's not answering my calls. Or Parker, for that matter.

[ Bitterly. ]

...Happy Almost Birthday to me.

010; video

Jan. 15th, 2011 08:37 pm
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 [  The video turns on to show Darkdevil crouching on the ledge of a rooftop. His scowl is somehow managing to seem even more grim today. He's also staring resolutely at the camera, determined not to look at the man standing beside him. He's old, long haired, and bears a strong resemblance to Reilly Tyne underneath all of his scarring. ]

This isn't-- you can't be here! Go away, Kaine.

[ The old specter smirks and shakes his head at the young man, his long coat blowing in the breeze behind him. ]

Someone tell me what is going on here. Someone tell him how to make him leave, 'cause I've tried all the usual stuff, and it's not working.
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[ The video flashes on to show Reilly in his apartment, sitting at the couch, staring at the camera. Alone. ]

Has anyone heard from Ben Reilly recently? 'Cause I haven't. And he hasn't come home in a while. I'm starting to think...

[  He puts his head in his hands. ]

No, I'm-- I'm sure of it. He's gone.

[ Disconnects. ]

008; voice

Dec. 16th, 2010 08:58 pm
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Ugh. Why can't I--

It's like I can't control myself. No matter what, I keep saying these things...

Someone tell me how to stop this. Now.

[ooc: guess who got a truth bug?]
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[Reilly/Thinks You're Cute]

[ Who is... breathing right into the communicator, angrily, as he glares at it. ] Okay, why does it keep doing that?

Uh. Sorry. Just-- thought I should let everyone know I'm not-- [ Long, deep, weary breath. ]

There's only one thing I want to know. I'm beyond useless without my powers. As I was reminded rather... throughly. So someone tell me, please, what I can do against that so-called clown. The people who were in the warehouse-- whoever he targets next-- I owe them that.

Just because I don't have powers doesn't mean I don't have a responsibility.

That's, that's all.
Private | Danny Rand )

006; Voice

Nov. 5th, 2010 11:04 am
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Two questions, possibly related.

One -- how can you tell when someone's been Ported out? I haven't had it happen to me yet, so... I was wondering.

[ He pauses, thinking of how to phrase this next question. ]

Two -- not to alarm anyone, but has anyone seen Matt Murdock lately? He hasn't been coming into work or answering his calls. Once, I could understand, but it's been three days, and... [  Deep, anxious breath. ] I'm a little concerned.
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[ At first, there is no video. Just the sound of something growling. Then the sound of that something charging headfirst into the camera. After some shakiness, and a surprised yelp, there is a close up of a giant wet nose.  Then there is a tongue licking the camera and even more excited barking.

Satisfied, the puppy walks out of frame, his curled little tail wagging. Revealing that he has ended up stranded on a rooftop. Surrounded by beaten up criminals.

He's sitting on one of their heads now, in fact, patiently waiting for a reply. Tail smacking the poor man in the face. Repeatedly. ]

004; Video

Oct. 7th, 2010 09:30 pm
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[ All of the sudden, it's Reilly's face! In extreme close up! He looks so happy. Everyone expresses happiness by scowling, right? ]

Can't believe I'm even thinking about asking this. Can't believe I'm even thinking about doing what that moron wants! Even if I do owe him for not saying anything, and having my back, and a million other things, what is he think -- wait. Is this on?! [Enjoy a few seconds of blurriness and angry muttering  as he messes with his communicator, everybody. ]  You've got to be kidding me...

Ahem. S- Sorry. Didn't realize I, uh -- [ He frowns at the communicator. ] -- guess I have to ask now. [ DEEP. BREATH. ]

...What are you supposed to do on a blind date?
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Sorry I didn't say anything sooner, I was... busy, but I'm safe. And me. Given what I've been hearing, I guess I should make that clear, too. On that note, uh, is there anything I can do to help?

Private/Encrypted to Harry Osborn )
Private/Encrypted to May Parker )
Private/Encrypted to Tony Stark )
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What's a good way to thank your friends for doing something special for you? Even though it... wasn't really a big deal, it just meant a lot, but... anyway.

 [ PRIVATE TO MATT ]

While I appreciate what you did, I stlll have a bone to pick with you, Murdock.
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[ The comm turns on to show Reilly getting mauled by nine year-olds (in Danny's dojo). They're doing it out of fun, smiling and laughing and calling Reilly's name like he's some big, awesome older brother. They're also clinging to his legs and arms, and one is hanging off his back. From behind the comm, Danny's trying to stifle his laughter, giving instructions to the kids. ]


Lyle! Make sure you've got a firm grip on his arm! Don't let him shake you off. Sheyla, careful. Make sure you don't choke him. I can't afford another assistant.


[ Underneath the growing pile of children, Reilly's face is somewhat visible. It is, unsurprisingly, supporting a scowl. Although he doesn't seem to be making much of an effort to get the kids off, oddly. ] I'm not sure this is a proper training technique, "Danny-Sensei".

It's a warm-up.

A warm up? I've never heard of a warm up that requires... hey! That tickles! Which of you is doing that?

Jenny! Now, while he's distracted! [ Aaand another child jumps on. ]

[ All that can be made out now is muffled shouting. Directed at Danny. ]

[ Danny laughs, and the kids clamber on. After awhile, he waves a hand in front of the comm. ] Alright guys, give him some space. [Pause. And you can practically hear the smirk in his voice. ]

And say hi to rest of the imPorts. You too, Reilly.


[ Manages to pull the kid hugging his face off of him, somehow. ] Say hello to the what?! You-- ! When... if... when I free myself, you are a dead man, Danny.

 [ Danny laughs again and shuts off the comm. ]
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[ The screen displays an extreme close up of someone's scowl. Then it shakes, slightly, as he audibly smacks his device before zooming out. As it slowly pans back, it becomes clear that the device is being held (awkwardly) by some guy in a red and black costume not unlike Daredevil's, albeit with a few gothic touches. Oh, and he has white skin and glowing eyes which is a little weird. ]

Hello? Someone please tell me this stupid thing is finally on. [ He smacks it again. ] Knowing my luck, it's probably too much to hope there are any familiar faces in this "City", but -- Spider-Girl? Parker? ...the Avengers? Come on, I'll even take Kaine at this point.

[ There's a long pause -- when he speaks up again, it's in a soft, disappointed mutter. ] Nothing. Figures. [ Coughs. ] Anyway, I'm Darkdevil. And I guess I'm here to help, even though I'd rather be back in New York, not  this weird facsimile of it. But I'm guessing that's not an option.

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