Video

[sway-over-time.livejournal.com]

[Voice - Shuffling of sound as Suzi pulls out her recorder and sends out a message. Secondary explosions can be heard from her setting (downtown) as people are already screaming and shoving. Video - Suzi is pushed by someone in the crowd shouting FIRE! as she records this.]

Ow! Sonofa--Guys! X-Men or whoever, we're in a bit of trouble here. It looks like the whole city is ON FIRE thanks to that Joker.

[There is a crash of glass close by as fire starts tearing down building structures.]

And there's some weird green gas cloud starting to spread. I know it's not good but I can't really keep back air particles for too long while I try to get out of here. I can tell that it's making people act weird. There's so much happening here. And I don't know what I should do.

[Suzi needs some direction. Badly. Or a team. She's calm but torn, help the citizens? Go after Joker? Report somewhere? A giggle suddenly prickles through the screen and Suzi is suddenly facing some of the citizens, who aren't homicidal yet but are clearly looking for trouble.]

Oh.

[screen cuts out]

§ 007.

[symmachy]

[recording starts with a low, feral snarl. it fades into a hiss as an explosion sounds in the distance. she's running, and it's only obvious because her footfalls are running on shattered glass. her voice is forcibly controlled, though it's obvious to the naked ear that she's subtly furious.]

Hekate help me, if my dojo is even touched by a bomb, I will search every fucking nook and cranny of this city to find the one responsible.

[she takes a deep breath, but stops in the middle of it and sniffs a few times. her steps slow, and she sniffs again.]

What—what is that? It doesn't smell like—

[and now there's a huge BOOM-KAPLOWWIE-CRASH-SMASH of a bomb going off like right next to her—and by right next to her i mean about ten feet away. needless to say, she's thrown off her feet and there's a loud SMACK-CRASH as she's thrown into another building.

there's a pause, and then the CRUMBLE-SQUELCH-CLINK of her peeling her body away from said building. she spits, and it hits the ground with an audible splat. the CRACKLE-FWOOSH of fire is audible, and so are her words.]

Fuck. It's going to take water, isn't it. I fucking hate water.

[recording fades out with the crunching of her boos across more shattered glass as she heads towards that fire.]

[ooc; idk, someone wanna find her/help her? she isn't very banged up—some of her clothes have been burned away and there might be some shards of glass sticking out of her, but she's okay i promise. (: SHE'S JUST MORE WORRIED ABOUT THAT FIRE GETTING CLOSE TO HER DOJO THAN HERSELF.]

009) [video]

[lassiface.livejournal.com]

[Lassiter's standing outside, chaos is heard in the background, but for now he's in a calm spot and you can see the dawn creeping up. He has on a gas mask from the riot gear at the station. The words are muffled, but clear enough. He's saying more to himself as if he had forgotten he had turned on the comm:]

--rist, can't this stupid place catch a break, I'll never get my new place if--

[Notices comm and hems sternly, continues on with remarkable calmness:]

Detective Carlton Lassiter here. As I'm sure many of you know by now, the City is in pand--chaos, and you'll know doubt know by who. The reports of a strange toxin are true and . . . I would tell you to remain indoors, but I'm not sure how well that will do you.

I'm too used to this place to know directing you lot to remain off the streets won't do any good, and, let's face it, some of you will be handy to save civilians and try to keep the City from burning to the ground--just be sure to find a mask as soon as you can. Don't listen to Spencer, a scarf or a bucket is ridiculous. . . . The station has some left over riot gear, Lord knows the 20ish of us isn't going to be using all of them. I expect them to be returned when we're done, however.

Though, if it's easier to take some from a store we will not condone you for that--unless some of you suddenly get fancy new TVs and microwaves and iPods along with gas masks, so help me, I'll bring the righteous fist of the blue fury down on you.

The affected show signs of aggression and violence and strange, maniac behavior. If you come across them, try to restrain them and not, you know, kill them. Let's hope no one with our powers have been, or God help us.

If anyone spots that son of a bitch clown, give me a call. I have dibs.

14th Plan [Voice]

[thing4telepaths.livejournal.com]

X-Men, gather on point at the entrance to the city closest to the Institute! We've got gas masks for all of you that need them, then we're heading into the city to restrain as many of the affected as we can.

Non-lethal take downs, X-Men. I repeat, non-lethal.

Is anyone out there working on synthesizing a cure for this?

[ooc: Tags will be replied to after work, sadly, but X-Men can assume they met and are going through the city helping out.]

Text

[la-belette.livejournal.com]

So, hey, sellin' gas masks over here.

And guns.

And gas mask guns. Yeah, they're really cool, you aim and pull the trigger and a gas mask shoots out, hits somebody who's been Jokerfied in the head and knocks 'em out.

Gas masks are heavy.

[TEXT]

[hope-damnit.livejournal.com]

I will be in the city attempting to heal away this toxin.

Be careful outside.

Contact me if my presence is needed.


All will be well.
-- Saint Walker

[voice, as usual]

[holeheart]

What the hell! Did everyone suddenly lose their minds all at once? I went to go buy toys for Killinator and some bitch jumped on my back! Obviously I didn't have any choice but to slice her in half. Force of habit, you know.

... Man, I didn't think human mouths were physically capable of grinning that widely.

[ a pause] Anyone seen or heard from a loud little brat with pigtails lately? Hiyori, you bitch, are you even still here? Tch.


M'stayin' inside. Safe to say work is canceled due to crazy motherfuckers.

> 13 < (voice)

[acrossyourpath]

[ Her voice has a slightly different quality to it; she's got a mask over her mouth and nose, a small one usually worn only for tear gas or things of that nature. ]

Here I thought we were finally going to get a break. Hm. Well. If anyone's figuring out the cure to this thing, I can find the ingredients no problem. Let me know. I'm pretty good at getting a hold of stuff.

[ A beat. There is the sound of commotion in the background, she's on the move.

She takes a breath, and mutters—to herself, not the communicator—as she turns off the audio: ]

I think I have a proble— [ click. ]

009

[drawthesun.livejournal.com]

As familiar as this is, I think I could have done without the mass destruction for a little while longer. Times like this, I have to admit, it's convenient to not technically have to breathe.

I'm going to do a few fly-overs, see what's in the most urgent need of intervention.

Jenny, do we have any plans?

Midnighter, I'd tell you to be careful, but just take pity on the poor bastards, okay? They don't know what they're doing.

Video: AVENGERS GET ALL UP IN YER ASSEMBLIN'

[wadewilson.livejournal.com]

AVENGERS! You best be out there ASSEMBLIN'!

Here's the scoop. 'Just standing there' ain't cuttin' it now. I've had to do more fershlugginer kneecapping today than I have in years, disabling these psychotropic yutzes. What are all y'all doin'? Who's on antidote duty? Where's Stretcho McDistinguishedGrayTemples when you need 'im?

Oh, and here's a fun bonus! I'm kinda sorta immune to this toxic shoxic, so if we got some contamination nations to search and delouse, I'm yer schmuck.

Remember kids, all clowns are jerk-ass jerks. Stay outta their vans.

1st feed | video

[feed-me-plz.livejournal.com]

[an effeminate-looking man appears on screen, grinning rather pleasantly. When he talks, he talks in a deep-baritone, reminiscent of a Motown singer]

Looks like I ain’t in Kansas no more. And I ain’t what I’m used to bein’, neither. Lucky for whoever sent me here that I’m used to bright flashes of light and teleportation shit like the one y'all just pulled. Gonna take some time getting used to this though.

[he motions to his new body, and he chuckles deeply]

‘course, I was sent here before I could eat a rather dee-lish-us meal, and I’m hungry. And I hate havin’ something put between me an’ a good meal.

[he looks at his finger for a second before putting it in its mouth. He nibbles, then grins, and then takes his finger out, wiping it on his chest]

That won’t do, that woooon’t do.

Know anyone who could git me somethin’ ta eat? C'moooon, there must be soooomeone out there who could help poor li'l ol' me.

HOWL 18 [voice]

[sunrisewolf.livejournal.com]

I wish to protect again.

[There are fighting noises as a loud gust of wind blows what sounds like a man away. The pop- pop of trees springing from the ground can also be heard.]

Although death has slowed me, I will regain my strength by fighting. It is what I have always done.

If I am to die again, I can only hope to retain the knowledge of my duty to the land. This is not difficult.

I would like to ask-- who else fights to protect?

one.

[m-tome.livejournal.com]

[the video turns on, first accidentally, then goes steady and focuses when the holder realizes it's recording. he gives the comm an easy smile.]

Hello. I'm assuming -- because this is broadcasting -- that someone can see this. In the case that I'm wrong, well- [a pause, and a slight sideways grin] -it's not like anyone will ever know. If you're witnessing this, my name is Tom Ripley.

Now, I haven't seen New York in a long time, but either I've gone insane- [at this his smile flickers slightly, but recovers] -or the city itself has changed quite drastically in the past decade or so. In any case, the technology is a lot more advanced than what I remember, but that could be because I've been living in France where you're quite lucky if a telephone call to London goes through in less than ten minutes. Mm.

Either way, I've been very rudely removed from my home and my wife, and I'd like to know -- at the very least -- what's going on here.

[he pauses, glancing down thoughtfully, then looks at the camera again and in an almost bored fashion, repeats what he's just said in a much more condensed version, and in French. just in case. then, after another slight smile, turns the video off.]

(another accidental) video.

[iknowyourfear.livejournal.com]

[ There's the sound of clattering and someone's heavy breathing, with the camera awkwardly angled towards the bottom part of a mattress-- as if someone woke up suddenly and accidentally knocked the communicator off the bedside table. Nightmares?

Quite for a few moments, then the squeak of springs. Feet touch the ground, someone moves away. The sound of the window opening. An unsteady exhale, if you can catch it. ]

...Another one. [ Quietly, as if to himself. ] I can't sleep like this.

Must be the fear outside.



(Re: This plot.)

Entry 1 [Video]

[cardboardworld.livejournal.com]

[As the video starts up, one can see the familiar visage of the red and yellow S-Shield, before it pans up to a familiar face, at least for some...]

It looks like I came here just in time. This place seems to have gone mad.

[He looks over, hearing screams in the distance.]

Just my luck, isn't it? Excuse me, I have a job to do.

[And the video ends]

the hermit job | video

[ageoftheg33k.livejournal.com]

[Hardison has stolen borrowed acquired a few gas masks. Obviously it's slipped his mind that 1.) Parker can teleport. Anywhere. and 2.) Parker and white knighting don't really understand each other.]

This is more than a long shot... anybody seen a hundred-pound blonde girl around? Goes by the name of Parker, likes her Chuck Taylors? This is what I get for starting a new guild...


filtered to Parker | as unhackable as a natural hacker genius can make something without being a technopath
Parker, you okay? Where are you?

(no subject)

[his-mothers-son.livejournal.com]

[Private | Encryption: UNHACKABLE]

run program_reentry

running

W E L C O M E B A C K J O H N C O N N O R

results_compile
date_11172009
length gone_10
status_kyle reese
status_cameron philips
status_glados
status_theodore altman
status_tony stark
status_victor mancha
status_george sands......

scanning

result_living

continue program?
y

I M I S S E D Y O U J O H N

initiate_reentry log

[END: PRIVATE]

It's been...

I don't believe this.

ten - [ voice ]

[hangtherisk.livejournal.com]

I hate winter weather. Sure, November ain't all the way through yet, but it's close enough to winter for me. It don't seem fair, even. It was November to me when I showed up here, so it's like I've had two whole Novembers this year.

Well, since I didn't get a proper Thanksgiving in the November of '42, I'm all for having it here. Thanksgiving and Christmas are the only parts of winter that I like---everything in between's a cold, wet mess. I may not feel heat, but I sure as hell feel cold and it's a real pain when you can't tell if you're warming up or not.

I know that Bucky'll get on my case if I just invite people to his place for the holiday all willy-nilly, so Buck---can we host a meal for people who ain't got anywhere else to be? The thought of a Thanksgiving without wartime restrictions has my mouth watering, no matter how foul my cooking is.

I guess if Buck shoots down that, I'll just volunteer down at the soup kitchen. The point is, for me, Thanksgiving's about people being warm and together.

6th Memo [voice]

[victoriaous.livejournal.com]

I think that we can all agree this city is dangerous. If it's not zombies or desires, now it's clowns, and from what I can tell, this one has been quite the thorn in everybody's sides.

Which brings me to my point: there are enough problems around here without superhuman pissing contests to add to the list. There is no reason for there to be conflict among the good guys when, frankly, there are enough terrorists, villains, and crises for everyone, which are the real threat.

Tony Stark, I am speaking now to request a meeting in which you and I can discuss how to best tackle this issue. I would also like to extend an invitation to discuss the possibility of a united Avengers. We face a common enemy, so instead of competing for the title, we should be working together.

[Private // Encrypted to Selina Kyle]

Norman and I have discussed it, and think that you would be a perfect addition to the Avengers. If you are interested, I would be happy to discuss the job and the benefits with you.

[/end encryption]