oo1; i must be dreaming

[tomorrowsknight.livejournal.com]

What is this? This is too bright to be Gotham. Even during the day, it doesn't shine like this. Of course the real giveaway is the lack of hovering cars. Time travel? Shit, I don't know.

Someone please tell me what is going on.


To be honest, I am really hoping this is like one of those crappy movies where it ends with someone waking up and it all being a bad dream.

001 // BJ's Pawn Shop

[thepun-isher.livejournal.com]

I have taken it upon myself to traverse this worlds ley lines. I got really, really lost.

Quick trip to Imagination Land; imagine the New York subway system. Clean lines going from place to place leading happy people to their destinations and then back again. Now throw in some giant moles to make new lines, block off some old ones, and then go on lunch break.
The CIty is closer to a connect-the-dots with random dots missing and half the numbers erased.

Magic-girl, Presto-Guy, Abracadabra-Kid - any idea as to why they're so weird here? It could be nothing. Just a hicup- or it could be a clue why everyone just disappeared.



I've also taken the crap hole on the corner 5th, near the FlemWendys as my secret base/laboratory/BJ's Pest Control/Antique Shop/Pawn Shop/General Goods Store/Crap I Found Emporium. The basement had some cool stuff in it. Candy, fishing gear, a bunch of coats, Demons, talking cats, fingerless glove collection with the hands still in them, collectors Nascar shot classes, a snow cone machine, etc etc.


I haven't found a place to make cards, so if you need me all you have to do is tap your heels three times, spin around, recite "The Walrus and the Carpenter" backwards, and then page me.

002 // That's Progress!

[immortalitea.livejournal.com]

 
So I've gone and gotten myself a job, if only because Starkyboy refuses to pay for my groceries and the amount of tea boxes I bought yesterday could be tied together to form a raft and travel down that river we're sitting on here. Nevermind that you'd want to be within five feet of it, and it would be a waste of perfectly good tea, and cardboard boxes can't float... Nonetheless, my point still stands.

To pay for food, drink and ammunition, I've had to sell my soul to the ruthless system of dispatchers and collectors. I've no idea what my wages will be, as apparently they'll vary by how many customers I pick up per night. Well, I suppose if I'm to get involved in this bloody city I might as well be something that it's famous for.

Oh, and one more little thing; this is completely under the table, and my... Boss would be furious if he found out, but... I'll be giving special discount to supers. If you've got the tags (or, like Fuzzy, had them and tossed them), your ride will be rather cheaper. So give this a buzz if you need me, and if I'm around town I'll pick you up.

I've asked the boss, and he says I can't have a novelty license plate. I'm putting together my arguments for him to let me paint the thing orange, but I'm not sure how well that'll go. I'll keep the wretched little checkers on the side, I just can't stand to look at that shade of yellow all day long. Even if I'm inside it.

Remember, boys and girls. Starting fee is 3.00, so you'd better have someplace in mind if you call.

(no subject)

[tothecloud.livejournal.com]

I guess this is kind of weird, but...

I kind of like it here. I don't have to worry about camp or training or anything like that. I can fly when I want to. There's going to be unlimited snowcones.

And I have a lot of friends.

I even had an XBox for a while. :(

002·· The New Force [voice post]

[allaboutamask.livejournal.com]

This city officially has a new police force. Given, I'm the only one on the force currently, that I know of. But that's easy enough to work around.

The station is a mess, there's stacks of unfinished paperwork left from the previous cops, and I swear there's a coffee ring on every piece of paper in this place. I wouldn't be surprised if half the files in this place were missing. Not that I'd even know if they were. And this is only the precinct downtown! I don't even want to know what the other ones around the city look like.

So all you little heroes, do me a favor and don't make things harder for me then they obviously already are. I don't care what you do, so long as you stay out of my way.

....

The hell? Who drops cotton swabs in the printer?! Dumb so--

001 - It Begins (Video Post)

[wrldsmostwanted.livejournal.com]

[OOC: You find embedded within the post a streaming video from StarkTube™. Upon clicking on the link you see a tall lanky man sitting on a wooden chair alone in a dark room. He is wearing a red suit, a black button-up shirt, a yellow tie, and blue pants. A somewhat bent looking Gigante cigarette in his mouth.]

“Greetings by the time you‘ll be viewing this I will be far, far away from the dormitory/juvenile detention center that Iron Man has set up for us. My name is Lupin, the 3rd and I’m a thief by trade, womanizer by nature, and guest of this city by tragic miscommunication. Either your boss didn’t seem to understand that I’m on the supply side of the crime or he's developed a very peculiar sense of humor.

I've taken liberty of hacking a very brief peek into your files and it appears that our host has chosen a rather motley crew of misfits, mutants, and superhuman freaks of nature for this strange experiment. Mostly children, some as young as 15. Something I find very disconcerting. You've let a surprising amount of information about yourself available on this board. In a weird way I already feel like I know some of you.

Oh if you happen to see the tin-plated Fascist running this place is there any chance you might convince him to bring over Power Girl... prrrrrrow. :P

Also I would like to apologize to the owner of the gun shop across town for uh... borrowing a Walther P38 from your inventory. These things can be a little hard to come by these days so I promise once I'm better established. Maybe you use the money to buy some ointment for that scar or some soda. I'm partial to Mello Yello. ^_^

Don’t worry I won’t be robbing any banks. Between today’s economy and the lack of cops on the street that would be like stealing candy from a baby. I’m going to find a rich fat cat with his own private army of rent-a-cops to humiliate and I’m curious to see if you so called-super heroes can do any better than the Interpol Agents back home. Think of this as a test. Let the games begin… “

[The video comes to an end as Lupin stands up from his seat only to trip over an electrical cord. He comically flails his arms as he falls forward giving the you a first person eye view of him butting heads with the camera. There's a brief flash of static before the video ends.]