004 // [Voice]

[mistersensitive.livejournal.com]

I feel all I've been doing since I arrived here is to repeat a few times a week that I can heal. And, more recently, that the clinic exists. And they're still both true, and now that we're post-crisis it it even more important that you know about it. So I could. Hum. Repeat the address. So there's a clinic no-questions-about-identity-and-things-like-that asked at [this location]. I'm Thom and you can also just drop a call for me if you feel more comfortable that way. I don't know why you would. And I don't have a phone -- maybe I should get a cellphone for things like that.

Anyway. There was a point.

The point was.

The point was... Ah! Yeah! We're post-crisis so things are... sort of getting better? And constant panicking and over-exertion is not as bad and I heard some people played basketball.

And right now? I really miss basketball. I was supposed to ask. Uhm. Troy and Chad. But really, anyone interested in random basketball, step up.

Thaaaat's pretty much it. Pass the word around for the clinic? Thanks. [mumbled] I'm the worst advertiser ever, I know.

05 [Voice]

[yourlittleguy.livejournal.com]

Optimus Prime! I repeat, Optimus Prime!

Rattrap asked for you. He needs help. Now. If you can hear me, please respond.

[OOC: Fit hit the shan.]

3rd - Voice;

[of-animalia.livejournal.com]

'If it isn't one thing, it's another.' No foolin'. We aren't even done with the cleanup, not by a long-shot, and there's something close to political strife and trouble with peoples' ethics.

Next, we'll find out that somebody's been taking bribes for something. Then shit will really hit the fan. Nothing like a bribe to liven up the six o'clock news. I don't know anybody, so I'm not going to worry right now. I think I'm done with that for a few days.

Now. It's quiet, and even if everything's wrecked the lights are still kinda' pretty. I'm going for a late-night fly. Anybody down?

Oh! But before I go... Knock, knock.

[voice] / main post locked from abigail boylen.

[iknowyourfear.livejournal.com]

...I need a word with Norman Osborn.

[ A pause. ]

Consider this my resignation, Mr. Stark.


( Locked to Abby. )

(OOC: He's back! And Mads, he'll want to talk to Abby personally about everything. ♥ )

> 7 < locked & encrypted to Selina.

[acrossyourpath]

Hey, girl.

What do you know about StarkTech?

09 [video] (ALSO, FORWARD-DATED TO THE MORNING OF THE 19TH I FORGOT THAT TEENSY DETAIL)

[frobocop.livejournal.com]

[hi guys, it's atsuko! she is standing with her back to the brick wall just outside an alley (although the camera doesn't show the alley yet because y'all would kind of have a primo view of dead babies if it did), and although she's trying her darndest to sound professional and calm, she looks even more crazy mcfrazzleton than usual. her eyes are a little wider than they should be, and they keep flicking away from the camera to something offscreen. her accent is also stronger than usual.]

Morning. This is what I found on patrol today. If you're young or you get sick easy, stop watching. I'm serious. You don't want to see it.

[she pauses]

_{Dreiberg. That's your cue.}

[the camera immediately turns toward the floor of the alley, where we have a child's angelic corpse. he could be sleeping, if it weren't for the bright black buttons sewn where his eyes should be. atsuko coughs and dan pans in on his face, to highlight this rather disturbing fact. yeah, he's pretty much her bitch.]

The body was found fifteen minutes ago. I touched the scene as little as I could, but I need forensics and CSI now. If you know who did this, come forward. If you know anything. Cops, let's talk.

[about two minutes later, a series of pictures of the corpse are attached to the post. BECK IS THIS OKAY I HOPE THIS IS OKAY]

2. Superstition - Voice

[spiritusimmunde.livejournal.com]

[OOC: This is now forward-dated to the 19th, because the post that triggered this has been]

For a group that just hunted down Godzilla, you guys have more disbelief than Doubting Thomas.

[Private to Mazikeen]

[ starts off with a big sigh ] I'm going to start by saying please don't take offense at this, but I think we both know that I just wasted my time with that. I know you're a lili, and I know you say you're different. I also know that some lilim are succubi and others tend to kidnap children, like Lilith, but Dean says you hate her so... I don't know. I've still got to ask. The kid with the button eyes - did that have anything to do with you?

Third Deception [Voice - English - Filtered from police & Awesome Force, especially Lyra and Iorek]

[lady-coulter.livejournal.com]

It's a wonder anything gets done in this city. But never mind about that. Are there any young actors here in need of employment? I may have work for you.

[Private to Tony Stark]

What exactly is going on between you and Mr Nygma?

[ voice; ]

[bythreadalone.livejournal.com]

ATTENTION CITIZENS: EVERYONE NEEDS TO CALM DOWN, WORK TOGETHER WITH THE POLICE AND THE CLEAN-UP CREWS, AND PUT ASIDE YOUR DIFFERENCES SO WE CAN MAKE THIS PLACE LOOK LIKE IT'LL PUT BARNEY AND HIS AMAZING PALS TO SHAME, ALRIGHT?

Okay?

Alright.

[ ahem ]

To those of you who already know who I am, you know where to find me in regards to what I'll be doing during this whole mess; to those of you who don't? Hi! I'm your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-man _{with no relation to anyone else you've ever met before}, and I'm going to be kicking butt and taking names in-between trying to help get the city back on its feet. You can reach me by whistling as loud as you can if you see me swinging by. I'm the guy in the gunmetal blue and red Spider-web costume, and not the one that looks like it's made out of string beans and gelatin. That's Carnage. Or Venom. They're both gross and really bad for your health.

That said _{and also speaking of things that may or may not be bad for our health}: Mr. Stark, can I get a quick word with you? I promise it won't involve my fists or your face.

Promise.

[voice] - LOCKED FROM TRAUMA.

[tothecloud.livejournal.com]

...I guess it's time to grow up a little.

[ She sounds sad, but determined too. ]

I'm... T-Thinking about maybe moving out of the team house and staying somewhere else for a while. I don't know. I need time to think about stuff a-and, uh. Now that Terry's left the team, I--

I feel like I have some choices to make.

[ A pause, then quietly: ]

What would you do if you had to fight your best friend? Or your worst fear?

Or both?

REVELATION~!

[heartskidnaps.livejournal.com]

[Attached is a video of this The only part that is shown is Mystique being depowered and going absolutely nuts on his face. There is no audio.]

It seems this fool was not at all what it claimed to be.



[ooc: replies will be random. He's just doing this to watch reactions.]

011 // bad blood; voice - PRIVATE

[skrullactually.livejournal.com]

( ENCRYPTED to 'MAGNETO' )

[ ooc; teddy and billy are still on their roadtrip, but that doesn't mean they can't check their communicators.  directly following this. ]

[Voice]

[10pointsforme.livejournal.com]

All right flesh-things. I've got two questions for you, ones so simple even your meaty processors should be able to understand.

ONE: Is this some kind of prison, or just a giant cosmic joke that I'm not laughing at.

TWO: What do you fleshbags use to refuel? I think I need it, and there's no way energon will work in this system.

That it. Get answering.

Primus, if this is what Galvatron meant by "suffer"....

four|video

[morecandles.livejournal.com]

[and here's Blindfold, sitting in what looks to be an alleyway, sans her blindfold. The camera is held at an awkward angle because, well, she can't see what she's doing]

Pardon me. They should have eyes. All of them. And I know, yes, that some don't, that she doesn't, and neither do I, but there are reasons for this; reasons beyond sight and sound, thank you.

But he doesn't have eyes, and I saw what happened. It took them, curled up, eight-legged. It took him before the attacks, before Godzilla grew and grew and wouldn't be stopped of his own accord; taken, and kept in the dark. Or the light. Excuse me, what does it matter? It took them. Took the eyes, and then more.

I'm sorry. It went inside, and then deeper still, and made him smile the whole time. He didn't know, you see. Couldn't know, couldn't tell what would happen, when it dug them out. Carved out the essence, the goodness, and did they even know souls existed? Not tangible, but filling.

Ever so—and then the buttons. The buttons. I'm sorry. This is all I know. Sorry. Thank you.

[ooc; regarding the Other Mother plot. Right after Atsuko's post, Blindfold went to the scene, and had a vision of what happened.]

far and away [video]

[watsthename.livejournal.com]

[Sunlight streaming through leaves of a palm tree and the sounds of the ocean and the forest. Black fingers rest across the camera lens for a second and the comm is knocked on it's side, revealing a beautiful sandy beach. The camera shifts again, a blur of red and black until it finally rests again on a face peering into the camera.  After a bit of fiddling and chewing, it drops the com, once again landing on it's side, once again facing the beach.

It lays there for several minutes as brightly colored fish start to flit and flutter through the air a few feet away.  Slowly the school of brilliant colored fish start to come together and begin to form a mass.  Feet, legs, body and finally Delirium is lying on her back, kicking her feet in the air.  After a minute she glances back at the camera as if noticing it for the first time.  She disappears into a flock of butterflies and reforms again crouched in front of the comm, still trailing butterflies.

She reaches out for it and the video shuts off with a soft noise.]

DATA 13 [video]

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

[there's a blurry few seconds and then the video focuses on a face. it's a face you might recognize, except for the generally miserable and roughed up look of it. blond hair is caked with dirt and dust, probably from the building which is very obviously wrecked in the background. also, that metal beam across her legs looks uncomfortable. the blond coughs a few times, adding a familiar voice to the familiar face. she opens her eyes, big and wide and glowing blue. it is unmistakably Aigis.]

... this hurts... where am I?

I need help-- ah--

[some more coughing. how long has she been out? what happened?]

evoker... where is it...

[it's not in sight, which means there's no way to get athena's help. she's trapped, and scared, and who knows how long she's been unconscious.]

[VOICE & IMAGE]

[allshock-notalk.livejournal.com]

[The voice on the network sounds not very unlike Frank Sinatra. Its origin ID number? Scrambled.]

Greetings, citizens and heroes of the City.

I'm not one who prefers advertisement this way, so I'll be sure to keep this brief. In a few days I'll be opening my new dance club. Fortunately, it received minimal damage due to our unfortunate radioactive company not long ago.

( IMAGE/FLYER )

My name is Joe Howard. And I would be pleased to see many faces on Monday when we open our doors finally.

Have a pleasant evening.


[ooc: PRETEND THE PHONE NUMBER AND STREET ADDRESS ACTUALLY EXIST lmfao.]