File ME-04: Balfour's Mousetrap

[bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com]

I had not up until now believed that I would ever need to make such a comment.

There are first times for many things. Life here makes itself no exception to that rule.

While I do not doubt that there are a great many things most would like to call it, I do not know the true name of the being in charge of the Porter. Therefore, I cannot address it as personally as I would like to.

Nevertheless... who--or possibly what--ever you are, and I speak only Truth, as he would have preferred:

Thank you.

[text]

[mobius-bound.livejournal.com]

[ All BASE64 text hackable/viewable by hackers and technopaths]

( data )

The definition of "hero":

# A real or mythical person of great bravery who carries out extraordinary deeds.
# A role model.
# The main protagonist in a work of fiction.
# A champion.
# An unwilling sufferer of an act of terrorism, terminal disease, or other tragedy.

The definition of "irony":

# A statement that, when taken in context, may actually mean something different than, or the opposite of what is written literally; the use of words expressing something other than their literal intention, notably as a form of humor.
# (colloquial) The quality or state of an event being both coincidental and contradictory in a humorous or poignant and extremely improbable way.

I am not the first to make the comparison. I do not have reason to believe I would be the last.

It would appear I have been here before. Hello. My name is Cameron.

[voice]

[jewpryde.livejournal.com]

Okay, new rule: STOP TELLING ME ABOUT MY FUTURE. Unless you're from the far future where I'm the President or something cool, stop telling me things. Do you know how depressing it is to find out you're lost in space, only to get rescued and now you're in a tube or something?

Stop. Just stop. For the love of all that is good and holy. I don't want to know.

Thank you.

[Voice, Private to Mytho]

[easyopentabs.livejournal.com]

[Rue looks unusually dolled- up today, her hair pulled back into bun, her face bearing hints of light makeup. She's even wearing a dress! One can only question why she's so dressed-up though, since her distance from the camera indicates she's just sitting at home.]

My Prince, can you come to see me? I'm feeling a bit lonely.

TWENTY-SEVEN ♛ - [ text ]

[bossisawitch.livejournal.com]

i'm back

i need a shower and a shirt

+ maybe ten xanax

i shouldn't leave the building like this.

33 | video.

[osreborn]

[ Shortly after the Major's broadcast. Video pings on after a long moment of static, and we see a view of the airship overhead launching it's missiles, as the communicator has fallen onto the sidewalk.

There's off-screen conversation, and then Norman bends down to pick up the communicator he dropped. Visibly he's in front of a restaurant, and Madelyne Pryor can be seen over his shoulder looking at the sky, as he addresses the communicator. ]

Avengers! [ Distant explosion. ] Assemble! I'll contact you for further instructions when I know more about just what is going on.

24th Insane Speech//Voice, then Video

[liebe_krieg]

[At a little before 11PM on Friday evening, the soft whir of airship engines can be heard in the background, as well as giggling. Unsettling, creepy giggling quickly growing into full-fledged maniacal laughter]

This is it! This is the night!

[And suddenly the engines really kick in, their whir becoming a dull roar, and anyone who looks up at the City’s skies right now will be able to see the Deus Ex Machina II descending from the clouds above the City’s center, looming over it like a thunderhead.]

( Time for some evil gloating )

And now, you beautiful, long-awaited storm! Break loose! Operation Gotterdammerung: begin!

[59:50, 59:49, 59:48, 59:47...]

[ooc: will tag once back from dinner!]

II. audio

[aslandish.livejournal.com]

[Maybe fifteen minutes after the Major's broadcast...]

Those in need of shelter may find it [here].

No harm will come to you should you choose to come.

XVIII. [Public]

[natureinblood]

[So very calmly:]

I am willing to offer my services to anyone that needs immediate transport to Washington.

[voice/public--ice-calm]

[unnamed-nothing.livejournal.com]

This is Nanashi.

I'm tracking some of the projected missile targets.

The Winner Corporation resource company is about to be hit.

We're conducting a full evacuation of the building, but it'll take too long.

We need medvans and transport. Immediately.

Sentinels will be mobilized; extra backup is secondary priority. We'll take what can be spared.



[Encrypted: RAVAGE]

Are you safe?

[~33, video, filtered from the Major and company]

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

To everyone in the City, both imPort and native. This is Assistant Commissioner Elisa Maza. All of you have, I am sure, seen the airship hovering over our skies and heard the Major's announcement to us all. I implore everyone unfit for combat remain indoors and take shelter where you can. Do not panic. I repeat, do not panic. It will only aid the Major's plans, whatever they may be! To those of you that have combat skills, use good judgment and protect those that cannot protect themselves. The police are assembling teams as we speak to deal with this current crisis.

We'll get through this, everyone. We've beaten him before and we'll beat him again.

[Police Filters]

Everyone, report in now! It's likely that he's going to try to hit us hard; we've pissed him off enough that he thinks we're a nuisance. Aaron, Jono, you're with me. We're going up and hitting the ship itself. Everyone else, try to keep ground order as best you can! I don't know what he's up to but it's not going to be pretty. Don't get yourselves killed or when you come back I'm docking your pay.

13 ₪ private missives

[sibyllant.livejournal.com]

[ ORACLE'S COMM :: PRIVATE & ENCRYPTED → Donna Troy, Cassandra Cain & X-23: Osborn's Avengers are on the move. Donna, Batgirl, I want you to see if you can stay in their vicinity and help them as much as possible. X-23, I'd like you to do the same, but to specifically pay attention to who their members are besides Invincible and Sally Jupiter. I'll keep you updated on their positions. ]


[ ORACLE'S COMM :: PRIVATE & ENCRYPTED → Batman II: Hello, Batman. My name is Oracle. You are probably now familiar with the concept of alternate universes if you weren't already. In mine, I often helped the Batman of my time in his work. You will find that he and Red Robin can vouch for me.

I'll be helping to coordinate movements between our various allies during this event. Please keep an eye on your communicator in case we have need of you. ]


[ ORACLE'S COMM :: PRIVATE & ENCRYPTED → Red Robin: Ready if you need me. ]

[video]

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

[Aaron has stopped his mad dash to the station just a half-block short. His usually crisp appearance is in total disarray, and he's holding one of his guns.]

Damn it.

[Have a fanged snarl as the video stares up at him, and then down at a dead Nazi Vampire laying at his feet. Looks like the fella has been shot through the heart.]

Vampires. He's sending vampires!

[It turns back up to Aaron's face, he hesitates a moment, before directly addressing the comm.]

Don't bother with the myths. Stakes to the heart won't work.

Silver. Anything silver, stab them, shoot them, so long as it stays in, they can't heal it. We They can die if you hit something vital. Try the heart. Otherwise....take off their head by any means possible.

Bites are only superficial. You won't turn.

[Police Filter]

More are headed for the station.

NAZI PUNKS FUCK OFF - Video

[grenadeball.livejournal.com]

[Tank is covered in blood, sitting on the front of her tank, rolling through the streets, armed to the teeth with everything from missiles to flamethrowers to just good old fashioned bullets.]

[She speaks, rather calmly and collected, for once.]

My tank is moving shelter. It has beds, first aid crap, water, whatever. And it's fast.

Point me towards where people need a pick up and I'll be there. I can get them out safe, guaranteed.

[And now she saddles up a rocket launcher on her shoulders, and, well - she goes back to normal.]

GET OVER YOURSELVES, YOU FAT STORMFRONT DUMBFUCKS!

[And boom. Then she hops down, switches to regular guns, - and then the video gives out, just leaving sound.]

FUCK YOU [BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM] OW OW OW OW OW OW OW FUCK YOU [BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM SHLICK THUK KTHHKK BLAM BLAM BLAM] OW OW OW OW OW AND FUCK YOU OW OW OW OW OW [BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM]

17. - text

[quicktothepoint.livejournal.com]

hold on to your capes (if youre lame enough to have one) ladies and gentlemen

im bored and full of questions

okay first:

anybody know if fedex pays well? swear to god nobody's threatening to kick me out if i dont get a job this time i just actually wanna get some cash in without resorting to crime

but hey, you never know


second:

i know there are like
a load of speedsters around here
somehow ive only met one of you (i think)
time to change that
anybody up for a race?


third:

HANK PYM or whatever super genius shows up first
i've got a question for you

44th Scream

[loltraitorlol.livejournal.com]

[Audio. You can hear wind whistling at a high speed, and something that sounds like jet engines. Still, the audio filtering is pretty good - you can still hear Starscream speaking, loud and clear. This is probably a bad thing.]

Oh, frag this.

City, while I have no particular love for this planet, or this city, or, for that matter, Washington DC, at the same time I have no desire to see it destroyed.

Consider this my... ... I don't know. Something. Declaration of allegiance.

I'm flying to DC now, and yes, I'm going to help stop this; I'm going to fight against the Major and his forces. War without purpose is senseless. Pointless. A waste of resources and effort.

Hold your applause. [/SARCASM]

[there's a loud BOOM as he goes supersonic, and then the feed cuts out]


( Decepticon Filter // Encrypted )

***

[Edit, added about ten minutes later, as an afterthought. Encrypted from the Major + known allies; visible to everybody else]

Oh. About that bomb...

My main power is an electromagnetic pulse ray. I can thus disable the bomb's electronic components from an extremely remote distance; basically, if I have line of sight to the bomb, I can take that out. It doesn't last forever, but if I keep a sustained burst on it...

And I am also skilled with electronics, I could probably disable the bomb.

[OOC: Juston and Tim have dibs on bomb disabling I think? Also Supes? Either way, he's just... throwing that out there. I have no plans on being the bomb disabler.]

03 [Video; Filtered to Ness, Lyra, Yoite, Ken, and Toph]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[<i>The video feed is oddly jerky, but it's clearly from within the cockpit of Pokey's Time Distorter. He has one hand outstretched and holding his communicator and the other holding the temple of his head, where there seems to be a thin line of blood. He doesn't look scared so much as angry, and while his voice attempts to be somewhat composed, it's clear there's some terror there.</i>]

Okay, I was out training Dynamus in the park. Nice day, and then BOOM! vampire nazis. Which, while I love Nazis, the vampire part just adds a whole new layer to it. It's two tastes that taste great frickin' together, I guess.

But enough of my crap; where ARE you guys? At the base? You need me? 'Cause the Distorter is near indestructible, and I can fit like four, five more people in here. You guys got fifteen minutes to respond to this before I assume you're either dead or injured and incapable of telling me where you are.

† 014.

[klutziness]

[video flicks on to show rikku in a room. it obviously isn't her room; it's a stereotypically messy guy's room, actually. the comm seems to be propped on something--probably schoolbooks that have never, ever been opened. anyway, she's wearing a plain yellow tanktop and shorts; her legs are pulled to her chest and she's got her arms wrapped around her knees, chin resting on them. bright green spiraled eyes stare at the comm for a second and then she blinks slowly.]

So, have any of you been through a war before? I mean, every place has wars, yeah? But have you like, been through them before?

Ed'c cusadrehk oui hajan vunkad. Y'know?

[she pauses, and glances over her shoulder for a second. then she faces the camera again.]

I'm gonna be at the Institute tonight, 'kay? Santo said I could shack up with him, so that's what I'm gonna do. Why not, y'know? If anybody needs any help, well, I've never been scared of going out at night.

[recording cuts.]

005 [video, filtered to Hiei, Kurama, Kazuma and Yusuke]

[maidenofice.livejournal.com]

I hope I'm not being a bother, but would the four of you mind helping me protect the Clinic from that awful man's army? I can control my ice powers a bit better than before, but I'll need to heal people as well.

£ 003.

[psychomancy]

[video flips on. it shows the park; it's dark, the only light coming from the lamps peppered around the place. the camera pans over the area for a moment. there's a bit of movement in the shadows, but it's rather indiscriminate. gemma's voice breaks over the comm, though she keeps it focused on the movements.]

I was once told that the power of illusion, though it sounded rather paltry, was the most powerful gift of all. The ability to influence minds and mold the future just a bit--that is what I was told it could do.

[the frame begins to zoom in on the action. bodies begin taking shape; lithe, hunched bodies. a half-dozen of them, about. the creatures seem to be stalking towards gemma, predatory in their movements. she murmurs a few words:]

And once one takes hold of that power and... shapes it...

[the vampires freeze. the zoom is close enough to show their faces, which appear confused. one reaches out in front of him, and it seems as if he's pressing his hand against a wall. a loud hiss comes from him, and the other vampires echo the sound. one of them howls, clutching his neck, a movement the others copy shortly thereafter along with some clawing at their own bodies. more hisses and growls, and they fall, one by one, hitting the grass with muffled thumps. they writhe on the ground for a few more moments before falling limp and staying that way.

her voice is somewhat satisfied.]

... Well, it only takes a bit of imagination to do what one wants.

[the video cuts out.]

[ooc; so! she didn't kill them; she just made all those vampires think they were in a silver mine, and the silver oozed from the cave walls, wrapping around and stabbing at them. this caused them all to believe they were being physically attacked as such, making them react to the silver as usual. there isn't a thread set up for her in the city-wide log, but if anyone would like to join her, i could definitely get one.]