[Filtered from Ruka]

[strongest-tool.livejournal.com]

...as long as we're both here, I won't be able to protect Ruka if I can't even...do anything with this power I have except mess around with toasters. I gotta get stronger, so that means I gotta practice with this thing.

Who can help me test my power? If I gotta join some team or something...that's fine.

this is just asking to be mocked;

[notsoloyal]

( PRIVATE TO: BLITZWING )

[ooc → There are absolutely no encryptions on this, as Shockwave doesn't see a need to due to the subject. In other words if you are capable of hacking feel free to see this and comment should you feel the need to.]

Vol. 2 Issue 10 [Voice]

[killerjoke.livejournal.com]

I will give a million dollars to anyone, anyone, except Harvey Dent, who can get me one of those "You don't have to be crazy to work here but it helps" posters and also the one with the kitten holding onto the branch that says "Hang in there".

Gotta have 'em.

[~09, voice, filtered against Police Most Wanteds]

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

It'd be nice if the weather was consistent and seasonal, but no, there's really nothing the police can do about it.

However, I do want to remind citizens that though our force here is thankfully growing, we cannot be everywhere at once. Suspicious activity can be reported anonymously to the tip line. Should you need to reach me privately, you can do so here.

Has anyone seen or heard from one Dominique Destine, aka Demona?

[Private to Warren Worthington and Scott Summers]

May I have a word?



((ooc: I'll reply later this evening when I'm back from classes!))

The Seventeenth... Slash? [Video]

[supersonicracer.livejournal.com]

[There's a click as video starts up, the comm's camera showing something gray and metallic.]

--here's where I left it! Aw, jeez. Glove's too big! [The object opens up and a hand takes it up, revealing its owner as the camera pans - the returned Sonic!] Ah, there we go! Awesome, it still works!

Sonic, what is that STRANGE object you're looking at? [Sonic turns to the side]

What, this? It's my comm! My window to this stupid place. Jeez, this is the THIRD TIME I've been pulled here! What am I, the Porter's Yo-Yo? [He shakes his head, then grins] Hey, guys! I'm back! Anyone miss me? Anyone NOT miss me? Anyone not care? Anyway, looks like I've dragged a friend in on this! [The camera pans to show a very fancy-looking sword... with a face on it] This is Caliburn! Say 'hi' to the people!

Oh, um... Are you sure nothing bad will happen?

Nah, of course not!

Very well... Greetings, I am Caliburn. And frankly, as easy going as Sir Sonic is showing himself, I do not know why you aren't--MMMMMPH! [And Sonic quickly muffles him as the camera pans back up to him]

Eh, he's just a bit out of it from the travels! So, 'sup?

(OoC: Yep, back from his update, now with awesome new talking sword... and other stuff he'll get later!)

[Video]

[atoningforsin.livejournal.com]

It certainly has been an interesting couple of weeks, hasn't it? I've been so busy that I haven't had much time to keep track of the network, what with the new jail opening and all.

( [Private to Melee] )

Video: In the dark hours of the morning... (pretend it's night time)

[swornprotector.livejournal.com]

Greetings once again. For those I have not yet met, I am called Goliath. I am a Gargoyle.

I am currently working as a police officer to aid this city in its pursuit of justice and the protection of its citizens.

The humans in the home from which I hail have often greeted me with fear, suspicion and hostility for what I am, but I believe this world offers me the opportunity to live and work more freely, given the remarkable variety of talented beings that have been drawn here.

I wish to illustrate to... an acquaintance of mine that humanity is not to be distrusted simply for being human. She has suffered a thousand years of isolation and anguish, unable to admit to her own complicity in her circumstances, and she has proceeded to blame every pain she has experienced on the human race. Her ability to deny the existence of her own faults is astounding, and utterly frustrating.

If you would, please share with this network your stories of overcoming long-held hatreds, feuds and distrust. Stories of understanding and treasuring each other's differences rather than reacting with fear of the unknown.

I hope to bring her out of her shell of spite. And if she does not respond to this to defend herself and her twisted point of view, I believe we can safely assume that she has been ported out of this world.

Thank you for your help.

Scoop number 6? [accidental video]

[hittheroadjack.livejournal.com]

[There are a lot of people screaming in the background. At first, something is blocking the communicator's video screen, and then it's dropped on the ground. People are running around (away), and the communicator gets kicked around for a bit, until it's pretty clear what they're running away from.


There is a human-sized dinosaur (a raptor, to be specific) running around the mall. It's shrieking, and flailing it's tiny arms. The communicator then gets kicked again, and shuts off.]

[ooc: http://community.livejournal.com/capeandcowlooc/729205.html That would be what exactly is going on. Carley won't be answering her communicator since she's a dinosaur and didn't see where her comm went. Have fun! Feel free to show up and beat her to a pulp!]

14th Fantasy / Voice Post

[magicalworld]

AAAAAAAUUUGGGGGGHHHH!

SUMMER IS ALMOST OVER!

I've checked my itinerary, and I still have a whole bunch of fun stuff I need to do before school starts and my precious freedom vanishes once more! Let's see, comics- check, bug collection- check, water fight with superpowers- check... aha! Calvinball!

For everyone who doesn't know, Calvinball is the best game ever created by a mortal mind- namely, my own. It's the only game in existence where you get to use soccer balls, croquet mallets, poetic talent and masks all at once!

The rules are simple: there are no rules except what people make up, with two important exceptions! You can't play the game the same way twice, and no one's allowed to question the masks.

So who's free to play sometime this week?

[033] Video

[returntoeven.livejournal.com]

[The picture shakes as the comm hits the floor - turned on accidentally, naturally, and once again, Knives is nowhere in sight. However, after a moment, Fleuret walks by, only to be followed by a rather rambunctious-looking kitten. He tries to play with her, but Fleuret doesn't really seem that interested so it isn't too long there's a fuzzy face taking up most of the screen, pawing at it curiously.]

( non-IC cut )

[ooc: Courtesy of Poison Ivy.]

012ℰJubilee ; voice

[razzledazzlee.livejournal.com]

Hey, Aunty Laura, I've got something for you! You like black, right? Your mom told me you liked black. Happy birthday by the way!

[ There's a click, but then the recording is brought back ]

Oh, I almost forgot! Don't forget about the baseball game, guys. Wednesday at 4PM at the park. Not that there's any doubt which team is going to win, anyway. Also, no powers or you'll be eating pafs for the rest of the week. Be there or be square!

encrypted to logan | medium difficulty hack
Do you remember Jono? You know him, right? I... met with him and he's really changed. I mean, like, it's great to have him back, but something happened. Something really bad happened, didn't it?

DATA 24 [video]

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

I've decided what I must do.


I'm... going to become a nurse. I have the power to heal others, strengthen them, defend them. I should put that power to use.

I don't know where to start, but... if they will let me use my abilities to aid them in any way, I'll be... satisfied.

[a small kitten scurries by in the background. aigis smiles half-heartedly, petting it.]

Hello, Orpheus.

014 ✖ [Voice]

[ascending_angel]

So.

I have a problem and my problem is pie.

Everywhere.

[Short pause]

Rikki? Did you get a hold of your magic buddy yet?

And, uhm, if any of you people I pay to teach at the Institute would be willing to take on a new student, consider yourself with an end of the month bonus.

Oh my Jesus Christ what the hell.


[OOC - backdated to this afternoon, and all replies are voice unless otherwise stated. Warren is, of course, referring to this log with Rikki Barnes.]

.29 // Back, back again

[notlikeanyone]

[Filtered to Titans]

We're on our way back. Sorry for worrying everyone.

_____________________________________

[Filtered to Batfamily]

On my way back.

004 [video; filtered from the Joker, Carnage, and Bullseye]

[kickinsidekick.livejournal.com]

[When the camera first focuses, it is on a pie. It has a slice taken out of it, so the warm, apple-y goodness inside is visible. The camera then slowly zooms out, until Rikki appears in the frame, wearing an over-sized shirt and pajama pants, with her hair damp, like she's just out of the shower. She folds her hands in her lap and looks slightly sheepish.]

So. This pie? Is, first off, really, really delicious. The weird thing is, it tastes exactly, I mean, exactly, like the apple pie my grandma makes. Which is the only thing that is keeping me from screaming right now.

This pie is also apparently my power. I summon pies. I have become a pie summoner.

[Rikki takes a moment to put her head in her hands and sigh. Then she looks up again.]

I found out when I plastered my boss, his office, and me in pie. It was bad. [she looks away from the camera, blushing a little]

But. Uh. I guess I am going to look on the bright side. The pie is good, and I practiced a little, and I can catch the pies before they explode, if I really want to. So that's a plus. And I like pie. I hope you do too, Thom. Oh, and Tommy, we are still going out to dinner tonight. I just. If I smell like apple and half a bottle of Doctor Bronner's peppermint soap, this is why. And I will try not to summon any while we're at the restaurant.

So, now I guess the question is, who wants pie?

[Rikki smiles a little, before a pie falls out of the top of the screen and lands in her outstretched hands. She slides it onto the table next to the first one and smiles, a little wryly. Until a baseball falls from off camera, onto her head, smashing her face into the table. After a minute or two, she finally says]

Ow.

003

[drawthesun.livejournal.com]

I'm not bored yet. I guess that's a good sign. Looks like I'm going to need a job, though, unless I want to go back to roughing it, and five years of that was more than enough.

Not that I have any marketable skills, unless someone needs something broken, moved, or melted. Need to see if anyone around here does costumes, too. Mine didn't come with me, and I really don't want to trash my regular clothes. It's hard enough finding shirts that actually fit across the shoulders.

12.

[wristcutting.livejournal.com]

( [Locked to Sarah Kinney] )

Does anyone want cake?

[ooc: Laura's like, hanging out in some park with Kiden and enough cake to magically feed half the City's hero population. You know you want some. Action threads are welcome and appreciated!]

two | [text]

[behisgirlfriday.livejournal.com]

A general question for all you in the know.

Did the Backstreet Boys really break up? Inquiring minds.

While I'm at it, give me the names of a couple of Chinese restaurants whose food tastes good cold and marinated lightly by the misery of an overworked assistant. Delivery option is a must.