A NEW BRAND OF ANONYMOUS :: PERMATEXT

[unnamed-nothing.livejournal.com]

[[This is communicator #hooptyboodleinventanumber. Anyone inspecting it will see that this is the very first post it's ever made. It's also registered under the name Pendant. No alias. That's pretty much all the information attached to it, identity-wise. The poster's present location is somewhere atop an elementary school. The poster is also wearing a disguise in case someone spies on them based on that, and currently looks like a redhead with short hair and gray eyes.]]






A question for the City:

Someone is hiding something from you.

You don't know what.

What do you do about it?

016 ♪ [video]

[bet-on-bolton.livejournal.com]

[Here's a scene you've seen before: Troy, a park, the camera set up to film him. After last nights little stunt, it has to be said that although COMPLETELY TIRED, Troy has been incredibly smug with himself. It had been the first time he'd really got to try out his powers to any full extent and possibly by luck, actually control them successfully. So who better to boast to this about than his current trainer?

So, there's Danny just in sight of the video, already look exhausted and yawning, which is probably not being helped by Troy's extreme hyperactivity.]

Dude. I swear, this is so worth it!

Uh-huh...

I am like, totally pwning with my powers right now. You gotta see it for real, right. And I even got us an audience cause so many dudes loved the tuneage last night. [A quick wink at the camera.] You guys even get a change from the pop tunes.

Okay...

( Ooc cut for more tl;dr plotz )

[01] [video]

[seeyourface.livejournal.com]

[A mature-looking, long-haired woman pans the camera around her surroundings silently; it's the Porter room, a common enough sight for a newcomer. She then turns the camera to her face, expression neutral with a touch of curiosity. Her voice is very deep and womanly, and she speaks with slight amusement in her tone.]

From someone on the wrong side of destiny, to someone on what sounds like it at least ought to be the right side, hmm? Ah, the irony is indeed not lost on me.

[She tilts the camera so it is high above her head for a moment, then sets it out at arms' length in front of her.]

I suppose now is as good a time as any, though. If I've been kidnapped to... America, I'd have to say? Well, I at least have to thank you for doing it after my Paris shoot was over with.

But I suppose it is something of an odd reason to kidnap someone, isn't it?

[The camera turns on its side, then upside-down, then backwards, and eventually right-side up again as Misty examines the device at every angle.]

And this... what a strange little device. I've never seen one quite like this before. Most of the ones in Neo Domino City are holographic projections, and the keyboard is motion sensitive rather than actually pressing physical keys with your fingers. But I suppose it suffices. It's not quite archaic, but it looks much different from Neo Domino's technology.

I must admit, though, I'm a bit... lost on all this. I suppose you originally wanted someone who could help you with such a "heroic" thing, but I'm afraid I may not be the person you're looking for. I've got nothing particularly special about me anymore, really...

[She pauses, in what almost sounds like a hesitation to say more, then smiles a little.]

...Ah, well. Perhaps if I'm not being held hostage for ransom, a little vacation could be interesting, couldn't it? I feel a bit bad for my manager, but perhaps we can consider it a test of his patience, heh.

[*16th Dazzle*; Voice] Locked from the Joker, Twoey B|, Carnage, Poison Ivy and Madelyne Pryor

[idateforsupper]

Okay. A lot of people have asked me what happened the other day, and since I really don't want to repeat this story much more...

This thing. Eats people. He attacked me and killed me, but I got better. I always get better. I'm fine.

He has really sharp teeth and some sort of persuasion power. He's one dangerous guy, for sure.

[ooc: replies will come when I wake up!]

LOG #0017 | VOICE

[holycablechrist.livejournal.com]

I've been...distracted.

Packing my bags tonight and heading for Haiti for the weekend and then heading to Eastern Asia. Sam--you're excused this time. Everyone else--you want to go? Show up at [ this biker bar here ] at seven PM sharp with a duffel bag and nothing else. I'm not waiting for any stragglers.

Madelyne...enjoy your vacation.

§ 017.

[symmachy]

[her voice sounds a bi tired, but she's doing a pretty good job of hiding it and sounding totally nonchalant.]

What a week. I believe I could use a run to... [pause, and then she sounds slightly amused.] ... liven myself up.

Would anyone care to join me? It would only be for a few miles.

( private, troy bolton. )

( private, alex summers. )

( private, scott summers. )

[ooc; scatty isn't very technologically adept, so everything is hackable with a little bit of work.

also! for this run, i can post one big log if anybody really wants me to, or we can handwave it all? let me know! i'm good with anything, though i won't be around much tomorrow.]

Das Zweite

[judejager.livejournal.com]

Filtered to that other Nazi.

Major, your kindness shows no end, and might I also add that your curiosity has probably not even reached its peak yet! I am already feeling at home. In a sense. Danke. Do you have any particular questions on Lieutenant Raine? In fact, I would also like to ask about his position here, as well.

End Filter

The more I spend my time in this city, the more I feel like Rip Van Winkle. This... American-based - though horribly like Peter Klaus but who knows that anymore! - story about a man who sleeps and wakes up one hundred years later. Granted, I am off by 60 or so years, but it is still quite the shock. I must admit I'm enjoying the films!

[ filtered from the major, landa, schro ] [ voice with the following links attached ]

[fkinbaysment.livejournal.com]

Aw'right.

That is e-nough a' that.

Somebody wanna tell me why we got goddamn Natzees and cockeyed meatballs like this runnin' 'round while I'm still loafin' in this f'kin can? 

Cause I'd rightly say that sure as hell ain't very Amer'can of you.  You gots t' learn how to set your pri-or-ities straight.