first curse | video

[wickedstyle]

[This doesn't appear to be a very interesting feed unless you're into cosplay. Just a green skinned lady in clothes far out-dated for the times and her pet crow out for a stroll. But she is smiling cordially. Maybe it's worth a listen? Or maybe she's just familiar feel free to fourthwall away.]

My, my. What an fantastical city. Much like a scene from some common tale.

[One hand delicately glides down the back of her crow companion. She's quite clearly interested in the City and most certainly out of place. But that's hardly surprising is it? With the way the porter works if the pamphlets in the tower are to be believed. Thank the forces of evil for organized bureaucracy.]

Won't you introduce yourselves?

♕ 001 | Voice

[daydreamchasing]

...Well. Just when I thought my life couldn't get any more confusing.

Anyone care to explain what happened? And, more importantly, how I can undo it?

Because really, this is just plain bad timing.

✰ 001; video

[themysciran]

Good afternoon, City. It’s been almost a year, hasn’t it? It’s certainly not unwelcome to be back –- I’ve missed numerous people, and if they’re still here, I’d appreciate it if they’d make their presence known.

[Diana's already settled inside her MAC apartment, having arrived earlier that day. She's gone through the communicator records right up to her arrival, but she's not going to be bringing any of that up. It's best to end her return post on a positive note.]

I should introduce myself, since I understand that most of you may not be familiar with me. There are many who know me as Wonder Woman, but please, call me Diana. I've made a lot of friendships here previously, and I do hope to make many more during my current stay.

voice

[deadthenred]

So I been thinking, about how everyone's always coming and going and getting roped in and outta this place, and it's been that way for as long as anyone cares to recall.

But there's always been someone called Robin, and most of the the time three or four!

Why're so many people chasing that callsign? [It doesn't seem that great!] It beats me, it really does.

VIDEO

[acahellyeah]

[ The video turns on, glimpsing a grayish suit jacket and a purple tie before the communicator swings to show the street and begins to sway a little; whoever is holding it is dancing a little as they walk. And singing?? Wow, who could this be. ]

Ohhh but I won't hes--i--tate no more, no more, it can--no--ooot wait, I'm sure--

There's no need to compl-i-cate, 'cause our time is short, thi--i--is is our fate, I'm youuuurs…

[ He whistles a bit, then swings the communicator around and waves at the screen. IT'S ANDY! He's sporting two black eyes, but looks pretty cheerful. Very cheerful… ]

Hey-o, City! It's a really great day, isn't it guys? Good ol' fakey-fake New York, you don't realize how much you miss it until you actually come back and remember it all. Interesting how that works, isn't it, guys? Wonder how they do that. Not important, though. How is everyone? Still in one piece, right, guys?

[ Winks. ]

You guys are going to have to catch me up on. Everything. Not right now, because -- well -- maybe right now, you can talk to me while I walk. I just really need to get some pants on. Knees are starting to turn blue. I was hoping it'd at least be Spring when I came back.

[ He grins and turns the video off. ]

voice;

[transwarp]

Oh, for the love of— [ this is the sound of a communicator being partially gutted by a mad scotsman

SOME TIME LATER, really more like eight and a half minutes, ]

Right, then, this is Lieutenant Commander Scott of the USS Enterprise, transmitting on all available frequencies, [ yes you heard that right ALL OF THEM okay no not really your tv is safe ] assuming that — on the off chance that temporal anomalies aren't going to ruin everything — someone useful actually gets it. You gettin' any of this, useful people?

[ scotty what did you do to the communicator ]

oo1 ✖ voice

[inspirefear]

[ pretty obvious that a kid is the one talking, a mature sounding one ]

Finding myself back here in the City is strange...more so considering the circumstances prior to my arrival. After being ported out, I never expected to return nor did I have any intention to. Fate didn't seem to have it in the cards for me and yet here I am.

[ a small pause ]

According to the newspapers, I've been gone for two years even though for me it hasn't even been one. That being said, I can't assume that the same people are here from the last time since the city is like a revolving door. So maybe it would be best to treat this as if I were a newcomer I might as well be anyway. Keep it simple, yeah?

44th course [video]

[notadartboard]

[Sanji probably looks a little more bedraggled than usual - shirt unbuttoned, smoking a slightly-crushed cigarette. He would have posted earlier but he's hungover~ ♥]

It's funny, how this place works. You show up, you pass your time, mark your anniversaries and all that. Then you go home and it's all erased, you're back where you started. You could very well be celebrating the same birthdays twice over.

Not me, somehow I got lucky. I lived the last two years of my life over a second time, but I still made it back on schedule for a regularly-timed birthday. Twenty-two today, isn't that something? I'm really starting to feel like I'm not some shitty little eggplant anymore.

My darling Callie helped me celebrate last night, though, so I'll pass on any offers for dinner or drinks tonight. There's a whole weekend ahead if anyone would like to do anything. As for me? I'm just going to have a sip of wine and a little snack and toast my own memories. You know? Share some if you have them, it could save your life. My memories were all I had to sustain me for two years in Hell...oh, not memories of this place, no. Completely disappeared from my mind. But now that I'm back I remember most of it. And all the people who've gone. [siiigh] Miss Maggie, so sweet and cute, good taste in books. She's gone, again. The Lady Ysera, who gave me my ship for my last birthday here. Haven't felt her presence in my dreams lately. The fine Lady Liadrin, one of the first to make this place worth living in. And Miss Dazzler and Warren. Good people. Real good people.

Life goes on, I suppose.

[he reaches out of screen to take his wineglass, raises it to the comm, and switches it off]

first carcino ♋ video

[crab]

[ the video clicks on, and the face it captures is not a happy one. it is a grey face, topped with hair that has not seen the comforting touch of a brush in a heinously long time. on his head there are two, nubby little yellow horns. he has a horrendous overbite with carnivorous looking teeth. the large eyes of a nocturnal creature, yellow sclera, grey pupils, both underscored with grave ditches that suggest he has not slept for a long, long time. cape and cowl, ladies, gents, and unspecified, meet karkat vantas, aged six sweeps, thirteen earth years.

at the moment when the video starts he is breathing quickly and shakily, muttering a steady stream of profanity. his eyes are huge, wide with apparent panic, shoulders bunched, jaw set- he is like tension personified. on his face are streaks of pale pink, though he is hurriedly scrubbing them away with the back of a sleeve, before beginning. loudly. also he may be trying to puff himself up a bit. he is definitely trying not to look scared out of his mind. ]

Attention douchebags!

[ charmer. ]

I don't know what in pusblasted hell just happened, but I'm calling out all semi-intelligent excuses for sentience receiving this message right now to answer a question.

Where. The. Assnabbing. Fuck. Am I?!

One minute I'm at an undestroyed, unneutralized Green Sun opening my grief ducts over the pile of feculent yellow mush that used to be my best friend, then I'm being accosted by some piece of shit computer for my name and alias. If anyone from my team got warped here with me and can see this then report to me right now with as little bullshit as possible, I am not in the mood, I am in the negatives of what would have been the mood, okay.

BREAKING NEWS

[goryteller]

( abuse and murder )

[this plot.]

oo2 ⚡ video

[mistressofmagnetism]

( Someone doesn't look happy. But hey, she's not extremely pissed, so that should count for something, shouldn't it? )

There's really no better welcome than finding out that your "brother" and your "father" were really Skrulls.

Especially after you go and tell them all your deepest and most precious secrets. ( Alright, there's a bit of dripping sarcasm here. )

I'm going to cross my fingers here that this grand ol' City has more welcoming surprises up its sleeve.

For everyone, of course. Gotta be generous here.

( She rolls her eyes after a second, and the feed shuts off. )