one ☆ voice

[redheaded]

[ Tap tap. Tap tap tap. There's a bit of fuzz, then a voice! ] Hey, hello? Whoa, is this thing on? Did I -- uh, did I figure this out?

Yeah! Okay. [ While she's glad she's got that all settled, her voice is a bit distraught when she finally catches her bearings. ] I'm sure people ask where they are all the time, here... but look, I really, I mean really, want to know where I am.

I'm not going to say I have a lot going on or anything but... things have really been kind of heavy, okay? I don't know that I'm the best person you want to be a superhero -- [ At the word, she stops, spending a few moments just catching her breath. Wow, that hurts to say. When she speaks again, her voice is faint; her pain is obvious. ] I'm no Spider-Man.

[ A few more seconds, then she's trying again, but her voice cracks. ] Gwen? Aunt May? Is anyone else here in this crazy place? It looks like New York but it sure isn't.... Though I'm pretty sure someone screamed at me for not crossing the street fast enough. [ Her voice brightens after a few more seconds. ] Well, okay, that's pretty much like New York, but that's the homiest thing that's happened since I got this communicator thing. Never change, homeless guys.

But, uh, seriously. Is there anyone listening? ...Anyone? [ A small sigh, then a final click. ]

thirty-one. voice.

[goryteller]

Once upon a time, there was a man who was made up of millions upon millions of other men. He had men inside his ears that worked as an eardrums; he had men churning in his stomach to help him digest food; he had men stretching out like toes and men stretching out like fingers; he had a man inside his chest, beating as steadily as a drum.

[Pause.]

One day, the men that lived inside his brain spoke to him, and they whispered:

We have something to tell you.

( disturbing imagery )

I'm looking for Andrew Bernard.

☀ TWELVE; (voice)

[couldbeavoided]

[ His voice is a bit quiet, and hesitant, but it picks up some confidence as he speaks. ]

Hi. I'm all right -- I hope I didn't worry anyone when I left. I'm not at Avengers Mansion anymore, but if anyone needs me I can make sure to be there. I'll just need a little notice. [ He pauses. ] Um, I'm sorry for not saying anything sooner. Everything's okay. I won't be away from the Avengers forever.

[ Another pause. ]

Is there a reason everyone is singing?

DANGER, DANGER - HIGH VOLTAGE

[fireinthehero]

[One hopes you like the color pink, city, because you're getting an awful lot of it right now. The camera is then pulled up, slowly, and also pulling out, eventually revealing...

...one fabulous individual who appears to have a permanent smile attached to his face.]

Well hello there, city! Oh, I've already checked the calendars, and its been entirely too long since I've seen you! I'd blame my workload, but you know how it is! Still, it's wonderful to be with you again!

Ah, but I get ahead of myself! Hi there, darlings! For those of you who I haven't gotten the pleasure of knowing, I'm Nathan Seymour, and I'm sure it'll be an absolute delight to get to know you! [He giggles, and grins a little wider.]

Now, don't just leave me out in the cold! Catch me up to speed, honey! What's hot, what's happening? I don't have long before I'll be back on a tight schedule, so I'd better put my self all the way in with cutting loose!

✷ 001 | text

[cawky]

( obnoxious quirk cut )

001 ✧ Video

[firebreak]

[Wow that lady is covered in entirely too much blood to be healthy. Like that shit is in her hair and everything, how does one person bleed that much. Was it one person? No wonder the video shows everyone giving her as wide a berth as can be feasibly accomplished in a crowded city. Dirty and bloody and apparently not in the most cheerful of moods, the only living thing willing to come near her is a small black and white dog, currently engaged in happily tearing welcome pamplets to tiny, tiny pieces. Whether she chose to broadcast as a video on purpose or not, it does help punctuate her request.]

Where might I find a change of clothes?

002 | Familiar Faces (voice)

[nutritionalexpert]

Okay, so. Definitely not the youtube crowd, over here. I got that. I also got a question or two, though, and you'll all have to bear with me while I figure out this new universe crossover event crap. I mean, shit. Like my life wasn't screwed up enough before?

[holy shit ev, get to the point, here.] Right, right, okay. Point is, I'm wondering about, like... Stalkers. And the potential for this whole interdimensional transport thing to be used to- well, to stop one. Is there some kind of... predecent? For people getting followed here?

And I don't mean like, a crazy ex. Trust me, this is wa-hay beyond, like... Calling your parents at 2 a.m. I mean, locked doors don't work on these fuckers. I know there aren't exactly set rules for this shit, but knowing whether or not I have to check under my bed for the same old monsters would be... It'd be good.

It'd be good to know either way.