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[ex_backstab594]

[For a change, Starscream is sitting at his desk in his robot form. He's looking pretty run down, and every so often, clicking deftly at the keys, he stops to glare at the comm. He knows it's on. He's just not talking.

type type type and then suddenly he reaches and casually shoves the computer crashing into the ground next to his desk with a horrendous sound, snatches up the comm with blazing red optics and snarls]

I would appreciate it if you stopped making my job impossible. You. Cretins.

[and then he cuts the connection.]

video

[intothewoods]

[The park Jay's in looks nothing like the countrysides there was no birds singing and the pants were dead and the diet was messy and bloody from headcrabs. Actually, no, that's all patently untrue -- it's a nice, pleasant sort of park, one where people go to walk their dogs or take their kids out and such. Any imPorts watching might recognize the place. Jay's seated on a bench in a quiet area, near a pond with some ducks in it and other things that are in a pond too I guess. After a couple of moments of silence while he gathers his thoughts, he finally asks:]

Have you ever done something for a really long time and then had it all taken away from you?

[He absentmindedly fiddles with a tape in his hands, flipping it between his fingers. It's not exactly a nervous gesture, but Jay's a guy more comfortable behind a camera than in front of one.]

Kind of a stupid question, I guess. Everyone has gone through something like that just by virtue of being here. I'd just been working on something for a really long time, and now that I'm here, I can't anymore. I mean, I'm not exactly broken up about it, but it's just. It's weird to not have that any more.

I almost don't know what to do with myself.

[filtered to HABIT]

[Jay looks at the camera and wordlessly holds the tape up. READY WHEN YOU ARE, JERKASS]

25 ✬ [voice]

[radiantly]

Good morning, City. As loathe as many of you are to admit it, the new school year is fast approaching and in just a few short weeks it will be back to the classroom for students and teachers alike. The Xavier Institute will once again be opening it's doors to imPorts seeking educational opportunities through the twelfth grade, as well as training for those wishing to explore the capabilities of their powers. If you're interested in enrolling for the upcoming school year, feel free to contact me or any of the other teachers and we'll get you registered and everything.

[She takes a deep breath and tries to sound more enthusiastic now.]

Which leads me to the real point of this message: The Institute seems to have misplaced a few of it's teachers over the break, so we could probably use a few more staff members. We're seeking applicants with either previous experience in teaching or with a genuine interest in it. Though really, if you're interested and capable of teaching a subject, we'd love to get you on board as an instructor. It's not a glamorous job by any means, but you'll draw a steady paycheck, have all weekends and holidays off, and have the opportunity to influence and guide the next generation.

[Private to Tony Stark]

Hi. Um. I just wanted to say thanks. So, yeah. Thanks.

Second Mercy - Video

[firstgoldson]

[ 'Sup, City. It's been a while since Aurican last posted - his arrival, in fact. He never really could find anything to say, so he's been fairly reclusive. Though in dragon standards, he's been positively a socialite, but that's neither here nor there.

So there's a video showing a magnificent valley. Those who live in rural areas of New York might recognize it as part of the Catskills mountains, where Aurican currently resides. The sun is just barely up, giving the forest a certain air of freedom and rejuvenation, the pink dawn signaling the birth of a new day. There is nothing to be seen of Aurican - he's propping up the camera, speaking from behind. His voice is different from his first post, from the aging voice of an old man to a deep seated rumble from the chest of a massive beast. ]

Several months I have been here. No return for me yet, as I thought I might be. It might be some time for me to return home.

I am a creature of constant movement, even though I suspect that to most people, I move very slow. I suspect that is usually the case with all long-lived beings. I fly often, and walk upon the earth as a man. Still, it is not enough for my satisfaction. I suppose you can say that I have been afflicted with a case of boredom.

This land - this "America" - is quite big. Impressive, really. I intend to explore it. However, there is just one problem. Two, actually.

[ The camera shifts, and there you see the large head of a dragon, with golden scales and eyes and long whiskers that might remind a few people of the barbels of a catfish. He's careful not to show his teeth when speaking. It's only good manners, after all. The camera is upside down, however. ]

America is not home, and while I have only been here a few months, I still don't understand a lot of the culture or the landscape. I will require a guide, or several. If my guide (or guides) so chooses, I can spare them the cost of travel by riding upon my back. I fit three individuals back home, but four are my limit.

This comes my second request: I do not know the winds of this place as I do from Krynn. I fear a fall from my potential guides, so I am requiring a kind of harness that can secure them safely. If there's anyone who has that particular skill, I will be most grateful.

Suggestions on places to visit are very welcome, even if you do not wish to join.

I don't know how long the trip is, but I will put out a safe estimation of maybe a week and a half. 

[ There's a particular expression, but to those who are familiar with dragons, it is actually a smile.

He turns off the feed.]

[ ooc: Here's the plotting post! There are three spots left on riding Crucible. ]

two [ voice ]

[darkholiday]

[ There's the quiet shuffling of pages, for a moment. He's in his office, most likely. Paperwork again. ]

Personally, I am not a gambling man. However, with the recent state of events regarding diplomatic relations between the imPorts and the native populace...

I have to say, I am curious. How long do you think it will take before they get paranoid enough to start trying to wall us in completely - or any other method you can think of?

[ sure is a positive outlook here!! :T ]

three | text

[slapping]

For those who knew him, Blue has been sent home.

§ 057.

[symmachy]

[scathach is in her dojo, meditating, as she is wont to do. but she's dressed in black today, strange for anyone who knows her preferred color. her eyes are closed and the comm is cradled in one hand. she doesn't open her eyes when she speaks.]

Cassie Holmes was ported out a week ago. I waited to see if she would come back, but as she has not, I'm assuming it to be permanent.

[and that's it.]

001 ✪ VIDEO

[tch_duh]

[The video clicks on but weirdly enough there's no one in the room. There's just doodles of super hero costumes littered on the floor and a moose doll sitting in the middle of the bed, facing the camera with its soulless, judging eyes. Suddenly, an overly excited voice can be heard.]

Network, prepare yourselves for the newest hero in town. Na na na na na, T-Girl! [Bam! A spunky little preteen pops up, floating in the midair and GETTING ALL UP IN THE CAMERA'S BUSINESS. She's sporting an obnoxiously orange hoodie that clashes horribly with the green cape tied around her neck.] 

A little birdie told me that you guys need some help taking down the baddies in this place. Thankfully you've got me now! I'm a master in butt-whoop. [She proceeds to punch and kick at the air as demonstration, nearly hitting the camera in the process.]

By the way, what's with this ImPort ban and political junk? So messed up if you ask me. We're superheroes. We're the ones who save the world's sorry butt from evil! Tch, we should get shiny awards and free vacations to Moose World for what we do! [Not that she's done anything yet to deserve such rewards...]

So c'mon guys! Let's prove them wrong by whooping the bad guys' butt!

29th Lie, Voice

[plays_with_dolls]

I am looking for a tutor for my ward. Someone skilled in magic who can help guide her development in this area. This is something I wish I could teach her myself, but I can't. I'm honestly far more in the dark about the subject than her. So while I know many of you with this talent are very busy if one of you could make the time to help I would be very grateful.

Voice

[newbvampire]

I know most of you didn't know him, but for everyone that did I wanted to let you know that my Master, Alucard, has been ported out. I haven't seen him for a few days now and the blood in the fridge I set aside for him hasn't been touched. And I know he didn't go somewhere because his coffin is still here and he wouldn't leave the city without it so he has to have been ported out.

I guess that's all really unless someone has seen him, which if you have please let me know.