voice;

[professorstarchilde]

[Please assume this was posted yesterday, about 10:30 am. Someone is not happy. Not at all.]

Hank McCoy is missing. Not 'Ported out, because I can't find his comm, but make no mistake, he's not in the city anymore.

We were talking on the phone and he was cut-off. He said he'd been teleported out of his office and then the line went dead.

I want to know who did it. I want to know why why they did it. I want Hank returned safely. Now.

...And I want to know if anyone else is missing because these things always seem to come in packs.


[ooc: replies will come later when I get breaks at work.]

003 | DEADLY SIN (video)

[nutritionalexpert]

[evan's hunched over a table at home, surrounded by fast food bags. the place is a complete sty.]

Y'know, if someone asked me on my deathbed, hey, what really made livin' worthwhile? I think my answer's pretty clear. Gonna have to go with the KFC Double Down.

I mean, what kinda species has to have two entirely different dead animals in one sandwich? You don't see like, fuckin'... snakes and shit putting mice between two gophers. Just doesn't happen. Naw, only humans are that massively fucked, son.

Makes you think, don't it?

Sandwich is damn good, though.

[video]

[intothewoods]

[ The feed opens on a young man who looks as though he's in desperate need of a good night's rest. He glances at the camera, making sure it's aimed and angled properly before settling back. He's just arrived in one of the MAC apartments -- the walls are bare, the standard starter furniture hasn't been replaced or redecorated, and there's no evidence of any personal touches to the room.

Except for the many bags full of tapes on the floor and the camera in the background, of course. Keen observers might notice the tiny red dot of light indicting that it's on.

Is he filming himself filming himself?

you're goddamn right that's what he's doing

He idly plays with his new dogtags, watching the chain run through his fingers as he talks.]

It is June nineteenth, just a few hours since I've arrived... wherever here is. As far as names go, "The City" isn't very helpful or descriptive, but it's all I've got.

I've poked around the place a little since I got here. Even read the brochure they gave me. The channel is gone. The videos, my twitter account, pretty much everything but what I've got with me. If this is some elaborate birthday prank, it's really not funny. Or my birthday.

[He sighs and seems to change gears a little, switching from personal musings to addressing anyone who's there.]

I guess if anyone out there is really watching this thing, I've got a question. Does this... sort of thing happen often? One day youre just going about your business, then all of a sudden you wake up some place new with no idea how you got there and several weeks missing? Doesn't that, you know, bother anyone?

six □ text.

[ex_engineers208]

so d's gone along w/ mccoy + can't tell where she is + tried pretending that bullseye / unnamed (don't know them) goth hams peeps was breaking my leg but still no response / angry rescue. weird to sleep now w/out being watched + stared at. lonely. worried if this is because of that whole fiasco before.

oblig question: anyone else gone? what could it be? what do?

i think i'm going to interface w/ boxbot or be inside boxbot or use boxbot or screw this i'm too old + tired to find good wording. be using him until i feel better. the giant red robot? superhero stuff nothing else.

if anyone wants to talk / fly around / punch / shoot shit/ i don't know i'm here.

also i think our fridge is looking at me funny don't know what it wants but it don't want to talk to me? help?

13. video

[somethinglawful]

[the scene is a bedroom which has to belong to either a creative teen or a twilight mom, because its contents consist almost solely of fabrics and sewing materials, and the walls are adorned with a tasteful amount of posters depicting scenes from trashy romance novels.

it is, in fact, kanaya's bedroom. and the bearer of the camera slowly moves toward the bed, where three trollish figures are slumped over in a deep, drunken slumber. karkat and aradia are sleeping on top of each other and slowly covering each other in an incredibly unattractive layer of drool. on the floor next to the bed, kanaya herself is sleeping at an awkward angle, drool dripping down her chin. probably at least one of them is snoring. terezi allows everyone watching a chance to really take the scene in by focusing on this picture of terrible teenage decisions for about thirty seconds before the video ends. below the video, there is a text message.]

( cut for trolltext )

[and that is all there is to that. it should be noted that terezi waited a few days to post this, so that the parties involved would be sober enough to appreciate it. the video was, in fact, recorded on prom night.]