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[personal profile] grinbitch2014-01-13 08:12 pm
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CHECK, please!

Well, I won't say I told you so.

[ Yep, that’s right, it’s her again. ]

Yes, that’s right. I’m not dead, I’m afraid! You can stop the celebration in the streets now -- it's rather gauche.

[ there’s another one of those HSSSSSSSHHHHHHK static blasts so characteristic of Lachesis' broadcasts, but this time it rather resembles hacking more than laughter. ]

Or perhaps I don’t give you enough credit. We have had some good times -- I'm sure you understand that better now than ever. Everything is relative, after all. And speaking of those -- now that you've met all three of us, do you understand the difference? I should certainly hope so! I, for one, have never been prone to delivering threats in such tiresome verse. Apparently the feeling is not mutual, however -- [ ssshhhk ]
-- you'll find that she keeps me very close to the heart. I suppose I should find it touching.

But enough of that. You understand your situation, yes? There is no chance of winning this game, no hope of blocking her check. She will not save you. You cannot save yourselves.

But I can. And I will.

Find me, heroes. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll be quick about it. Much as I hate to be cliché, time is of the essence.

(( This post coincides with the sudden emergence of a makeshift stairway to parts unknown. Coincidence? Yeah, totally. ))
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[personal profile] topslug2014-01-11 09:27 am

006: [video]

[ The video doesn't start focused on Yako; rather, it's trained on what appears to be a section of road that simply drops off, like a cliff's edge. Beyond it, stars and planets pinwheel lazily past. ]

Pretty amazing view, isn't it? The laws of physics obviously don't mean much here. I don't think I even recognize any of these...

[ She trails off, as something else comes into view, closer to the camera -- wait, do your eyes deceive you, or does that look like a city made of pastry? ... Yeah, that's exactly what it is. The camera jerks as Yako leans forward. ]

Hey, look at that! Do you think that's all edi--aaaahhHH!

[ Aaand the feed cuts off rather abruptly as Yako slips off the edge of the City's landmass. Welp. ]
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[personal profile] capemods2014-01-10 12:28 am


[When she speaks, you feel it. You feel it in your ears, your bones, you feel it through the metal of your communicators, through the copper wires still strewn into the crumbling infrastructure.

Her voice cuts through you like a pair of scissors.

She is Atropos.

Behold! Of the three,
I am the one who severs.
Welcome home, ImPorts.

By now, you know me.
Not as you have always known,
however naive.

Welcome to rebirth.
Embrace my cataclysm!
Your death yields stark dawns.

Indulge this darkness.
Infinity, that great myth
never born to you.

[ GAMEPLAY NOTE: Although Atropos is speaking through everything, even your character's flesh, this address is present on the still-at-large Network, and you can respond to that here and talk with other characters. Atropos will not hold conversation, and she might not necessarily respond to you. When you post to this, one of three things will happen:

ONE. A Metricog Metaman will hunt specifically you down. You will be commented to with a brief description of the Metaman, and how aggressive they are, or what powers they may have. After that comment you have full NPC rights -- you can choose to fight or flee or what have you.

TWO. Atropos WILL respond to you -- but with a (mild, PG-rated) command that you are COMPELLED to follow. She might ask you to punch a friend, or say goodbye to an important person, or tie your shoes. She seeks to remind you who is in charge here. This is her domain, her rules (and you thought Lachesis was naughty).

THREE. Nothing. You got lucky, though option three is more unlikely to happen than the others. ]
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[well, here's a sad sight. The ocean around the harbor where winter-sailors keep their ships has receded so much, due to apocalypse, that the boats are all just sort of laying in the mud. That includes the Dream of Blue, with its pirate flag hanging limp]

So much for trying to escape by sea.

This is all so odd to actually experience. The tides just stopping, the moon falling out of the sky. Never in all my years would I ever have thought...

[the video doesn't stop (even though he swore he hit the button) as Sanji sets his comm down, and then can be seen Sky Walking over to the mast of his ship to collect the flag. It's sentimental, dammit. He comes back, picks up the comm, and keeps talking while he walks away]

Ladies, I hope you're all still all right, wherever you are. If you want, I can come check on you, and bring you something to keep you nourished in case you need to evacuate too. Miss Nill, Miss Minako...Callie?

For the rest of you losers who aren't ladies, I have a pretty serious question. In all this chaos, has anybody gone to check on the Porter machine? It hasn't been ripped up and sucked into the sky like all the other tall buildings, has it? Because if it's destroyed and we're all stuck here for the rest of our damn lives...I swear I'll destroy what's let of this world.
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[personal profile] crab2014-01-05 11:57 am

seventeeth ♋ video.

[ the feed opens to a view of the night sky. it's mostly clear, and would be an unremarkable view of the stars, if not for the... streaks of light raining down from above. it looks like a meteor shower might, but closer.

the camera view swivels to take in remains of the moon, and then down, to take in the smoking, twisted heap of sheet metal that was once a familiar shed.

So. Anyone who was hoping the latest series of catastrophes had run its course should probably step outside and check out the flaming death from above, and then step right the fuck back inside before said death from above chooses you as its next hapless target, though it may not do you much good in the long run, regardless. I guess some things are a universal constant.

[ the camera swivels again, to take in the tired face of karkat vantas. ]

I don't think this is going to resolve itself. Or at least, going by the fact that as far as I'm aware we don't have any reality warping video games to facilitate an escape, I don't think any of us are going to live to see its resolution.

[ once again, the view pans back up to the night sky. ]

Welcome to the Apocalypse, mark II, motherfuckers. It was awful knowing you.
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[personal profile] viced2014-01-01 11:07 pm

040 ⟶ Video; 3:00 PM

I'm not going to try and pretend it's good out there, because god fucking knows, it looks abysmal outside right now. There's a lot of shit happening, and unfortunately, most of this is pretty damn far beyond my area of expertise. But, I don't think that's a weakness. This shit just happens. We have no control over it, and the City's been so quiet lately that I'm honestly fucking surprised we've gone this long, and are just now hitting something big again. We have to roll with what we have, and that means we're going to have to come together and make sure we get out of this intact.

That doesn't make this easier to handle, and it sure as fuck doesn't make this good, whatever it is. Just because I can't solve it doesn't mean I'm not going to try and do everything I can to make sure we're alright. I've already started calling for civilian evacuations, and I'd honestly suggest that if you can, get to it. Get out of the City, especially if you have a means to get out quickly. Hell, if you can get some other people out too, we'd be better for it. I can't make anyone leave, of course, but I think that's going to be the absolute best bet for everyone.

But, not everyone's going to follow my advice, and I know that. [ Hell, he's not following his own damn advice. ]

If you're staying, I'd recommend helping out where you can. Or at the fucking least, please watch out, and if you see someone trapped, or in trouble, please try and give them a hand if possible. [ A pause there, and it hangs in the air, while he seems to think on something else for a long moment. Eventually, he seems to remember he's still on the network, and he clears his throat. ] I think our civilians would be relieved to get out of anywhere they might be trapped, and there are only a few ways out.

If anyone has any ideas, I want to hear them. My City's falling apart around us, and if we can reverse it, I want to find out how.
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[personal profile] wild_roar2014-01-02 04:11 pm

[video] Wild Tiger's comm, around 3pm


[the voice precedes the video, which snaps on to show the crumbling rubble of buildings defying gravity and disappearing upward into the sky. It's shocking even for people who've been living in the City for the last five years. Muted in the background are yells and honking car horns]

Heroes? However many of us are left. I think it's all hands on deck time.

Does anybody know how to stop this? The entire city's gonna be destroyed! If we can't stop it, we've gotta get all these people to safety, now.

I really hope nobody was in those buildings...


new years dibs to me
but the bushes from heaven are probably a sign i’m not getting my federal holiday day off tomorrow
or living in a house much longer, i guess
i thought they were supposed to come on fire with news, not with gravity
lots of people giving out crash space for the humans right now
i’ll take the pets
daria left me enough room for them

eleventh card: the Tower

[Minako's face is serious and determined in the video feed.]

Hey, everyone. I know there's a lot going on right now, and a lot of us are trying to help however we can. I just want to say that the Pie Hole is open as a meeting place. I can't really offer anyone a place to stay overnight, but if you have people who need someplace to go, we can at least provide a warm place to sit and some food while something better gets worked out.

Or, you know, for anybody who's out there working rescue, you can come by and get some coffee and something hot to eat whenever you want. No charge.

[She pauses a moment, looking uncertain, and then quirks a wry, lopsided little smile.] might be strange to say right now, but... best wishes to everyone in the coming year.
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[personal profile] osreborn2013-12-30 09:18 am

56 | voice

[ Although his voice is tense -- it's impossible to fully omit the aggression from it -- Norman manages to disguise most of the anger in it as determined authority PR-mode. This is a time of crisis, after all, and he is a man with a plan. His building and his business were evacuated more or less safely (only the latter was in any way his responsibility) but now the very pressing factor of "where are these people going to live" remains pressing.

Especially because of the storm.

This is Norman Osborn. In light of this disaster to which I don't imagine we yet know the cause, I feel it's my duty to offer some shelter to those who may now have to do without. No need to suffer the storm on the streets.

The Norman Osborn Hospital of Psychiatric Evaluation has been outfitted to accommodate guests; the rooms [ "rooms" ] have fresh bedding and extra blankets, the library, cafeteria, and recreation areas will be open past usual hours, and there is plenty of food. It's impossible to know what the future will bring, but temporary solutions must come before the permanent in a crisis.

In the meantime, let's try to stay alive, shall we.
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[and shaky, as he's trying to hold it, keep his coat closed, and wrangle two cats all at the same time. Alastair is beyond panic - he heard about the buildings and ran to evacuate Hell Towers 10th Floor before anything serious happened]

Does. Does anybody have space for a guy and a couple cats until this weird building thing is over? Ow! Dammit, Aome, no, stay here!

'cause I mean I can sleep at Dancitron if I have to but I'm not bringing the cats there.

Shit, look at all the buildings...

030 // video; after 4:15pm

[Spider-Man's mask isn't visible in frame -- instead, it's generic view of City skyline, no particular landmarks in sight. Still, you don't need to recognize individual buildings to see they don't look right. Skyscrapers are tall as a rule, but these seem taller than they should, relative to the visible number of stories.

That the tallest ones are starting to corkscrew round the tops should also be a giveaway.]

Please, someone tell me I drank some bad eggnog last night and I'm imagining this. I will gladly trade the public humiliation for architecture with a proper respect for the laws of physics. And if it's not asking too much, I'd also appreciate laws of physics with a proper respect for the laws of physics.

[He clears his throat.] Assuming lack of egg-induced hallucinations, I think everybody should grab a coat and get outside.

[Beat. The groan of tortured metal and concrete is audible.]

Right now. Help anyone around you who needs help, but don't waste time trying to pack.

[PRIVATE to Tony Stark and Valeria Richards.]

Tony? Val? If I don't hear from you in the next five minutes I'm heading to the penthouse.
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[personal profile] ecphrasis2013-12-26 07:44 pm
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☼ 010.

[molly is sitting in cafe, cheeks and nose rosy since she's just come in from the cold. the comm is sitting askew on the table, and bags from various shops are visible on the chair beside her and also pushed on to the table. she undoes her scarf and other wintery clothes, and picks up the comm with a big smile.]

I love Boxing Day shopping! I guess it isn't quite the same here in the States as it is back home, but it's almost there. And I got loads of thing!

[she turns the camera to the bags, as if they haven't already been seen. an about face of the comm and her smile falters a little.]

I mean, it isn't all for me, I'm going to donate a lot of it. And, you know, keep it around. Just--just in case. People come back.

[the smile fades now, and she has to take a moment to get it back, but she's speaking as if chatting with an old friend now.]

Well anyway, it was a nice way to spend a day off. How was your Boxing Day? I hope some of you got some good shopping done!

[backdated to this afternoooon]

nine bites

[ voice ]

[ There's the faint sound of wind whistling in the background. Is that crunch boots on snow, potato chips, or both? ]

If I dropped an empty cookie tin from the thirtieth floor of this hotel, how much damage do you think it'd do?

What if I dropped, like, ten of them?
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[personal profile] breakyou2013-12-07 09:10 am
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In little over a year, it seems not much has changed.

[ The video feed reveals Bane's imposing figure, but the details of the area surrounding him are vague. He's found somewhere inside, and it's rather nondescript; nothing betraying his location.

For the moment, he is unmasked, and that reveals the rather displeased expression on his face.

Surely many have come and gone, as I have, so I will begin another introduction: my name is Bane. My existence here some time ago was brief. Perhaps Lachesis herself felt intimidation?

[ He actually doesn't sound boasting; his tone is plain and almost curious. ]

You surprise me, City: you remain captive still? And are you so content with this injustice that you do not even resist?

Perhaps I am generalizing, and there are those who desire change in this City. If that is so, then I would take those chosen few beside me.

[ His lips quirk upward slightly. ]

It need not stop at Six.
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[personal profile] maggotbone2013-12-07 09:20 am

57th Memo

Nothing like having to move in the middle of winter.

Anyone willing to help move a girl into her new apartment? You'll be rewarded handsomely.
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No. 57 [voice]

So I was bored enough to look back through the posts that went out every time people got sent on those inter-dimensional field trips. Yeah, that bored. I was curious whether we were due for any more surprises anytime soon.

It looked to me like those jaunts happened pretty much every two months. And the last one was just before Halloween. You know what that means, don't you...?

[he sounds way too gleeful to be reporting this]

It means that there's a pretty good chance Christmas is gonna be ruined.

But then, around here, it usually is.

Boy I hope the pattern holds true. Some of you really deserve a vacation. I mean, really. Deserve it.
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[personal profile] amoray2013-12-04 08:57 pm


I'm in a good mood.

[ which should be enough of an indicator that he did something wrong. anyway, this is eridan in his penthouse, having set up the comm on the small table in front of his couch! a fatass persian cat lords from his obnoxiously large cat tree off to the left. eridan steps back from the comm, kicks an unlabeled cardboard box out of view (it rattles in a metallic fashion), and flops down on the couch at his back.

completely shamelessly, in rumblr coolkid fashion, he is wearing this sweater. except it has a persian on the front. HOW EMBARRASSING.

In fact, I'm in such a good fuckin' mood I'm actually gonna buy you filthy plebeian animals holiday presents this year. That's a general you, a course, I do kinda hate the fuck outta some of you. Not gonna commit to anythin' here, but you can try me. Drop some Congo wishlists on me, or just giwe me some kinda idea what you want; I'm probably headin' out for the holidays, so I ain't gonna be here, and if I'm gonna bother I need a horn's up in adwance. Maybe you'll get it, maybe you won't, but there ain't no harm in askin' me, right?

No islands, no guns, nothin' illegal. Since I know somebody's gonna ask. [ pffffft. he rolls his eyes. ] What do I look like, some kinda fuckin' psycho? Puh-leeze.

[ apparently done (why did he even bother setting up the comm, anyway?) he steps back in, killing the feed. ]
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i. video.

[The feed clicks on to reveal a young boy who clearly doesn't fully understand what he's looking at. The technology is already very advanced on its own, and he is much too young to have had access to any of it. He comes from the wrong year - you didn't get to have your very own iPhone back in 1999, no matter how rich your parents were.]

I didn't do anything wrong. [A pause. He breathes, trying hard not to plead. He doesn't want to sound pathetic.] My mom is going to worry about me. She worries a lot.

[The boy's voice is tense, but collected. An effort to sound calm when there is clearly no room for rationality. Do they know about him? Do they know what he can do?]

I'm not a hero. I'm just a kid.

[An inhale. An exhale. His shoulders drop, his brows knit together.]

I'd like to go home now.
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[ the view is obscured by an exhale of cigarette smoke, until jenny lifts a hand to wave it away. the gesture is unremarkable, except it's irritable somehow. the camera is sitting on her bedside table, angled a bit carelessly, because when she moves away from it, she doesn't seem to care if her face shows or not-- but she's visible from the middle down, pacing and smoking. ]


Has anyone seen Julian Keller?

[ another exhale of smoke. then she moves to sit on the cot. ]

He sent me something. So I just wanna know if anyone's fucking seen him or not.

[ she lifts a hand to run through her hair. it's getting long now. but she's quiet. quiet for a while. then irritably, she flicks her cigarette to floor and grinds it out. hard. ]

Happy fucking holidays.

[ then she turns the feed off. ]