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Hey, everyone. I have a question. Before I ask it, I'm sorry if it's been asked before. It hasn't been, since I've been around.

[ This is already getting awkward, wow, okay. Cutting to the chase now. ]

I'm sixteen, right? So technically I'm a minor here, which is inconvenient for all kinds of reasons, but here's my problem.

[ He glances down, obviously reading from something. ]

I want to learn to drive. I figured I might as well do something productive while I'm here. That was the plan - but, apparently, to get a permit? I need to not only have my 'parent or guardian' sign my form, but I also need both proof of identity and a Social Security card.

[ Now he looks back up, lips raised upwards in a little disbelieving smile. ]

I'm zero for three. There has to be a legal way around this for ImPorts, though, right? I mean, how many of us could possibly get a guardian to sign a form, or get proof of who we are? We're not even supposed to exist in this world in the first place, of course we don't have proof of ID.

If anyone has advice, I'd be grateful for it.

jupiterson

[ So, Jason hasn't been around much since Waterworld happened. He'd slept a lot, and had woken up a few times when weird things seemed to be going on, but he hadn't taken a lot of it in. Today, he looks strong again.

He also looks awkward. ]

Uh. Hey everyone.

I should've said this sooner, but I was kind of out of it for a few days, and then there seemed to be hyenas...everywhere. Does anyone know what that was about, by the way? It was kind of a weird thing to wake up to.

[ He clears his throat, and a smile flickers briefly before vanishing. ]

I wanted to make sure everyone was okay. I'm not even sure how many of us got taken to that other world, but it seemed to be a lot, and I was on a ship that was literally full of corpses. I know not everyone was there. Did...everyone who was gone, make it back?

And. Were there Skrulls, like in Metricog? Was it the same? I didn't see anything like that, but I didn't see much of anything beyond corpses. I don't know what the rest of you saw.

[ The video appears to end there, but he has one more thing to say. This next part is filtered to Kate Kane. ]

( Private to Kate Kane )

jupiterson

[ It's evening, and the light on this video isn't great. There seems to be a streetlight, but it's flickering slightly, as if something has disturbed it. Also, it's raining, a particularly localized kind of rain that's tied to Jason's immediate vicinity. That rain is beginning to die down, though by the looks of Jason's wet hair and clothes, it had been a lot heavier before he turned the video on.

His blue eyes are sparking with anger. The video takes in his face for a moment, before he swings it around to the ground. Several people are lying there, all as wet as Jason. Three are unconscious. One is awake, but concussed, and rubbing her head. The video swings back to Jason, and he holds up a medium-sized bag filled with some kind of white, powdery substance. ]

I found them here. Actually, no - I found more than them. Some of them ran away when I got here. These four were too busy fighting each other to notice anything else. They were fighting over this, as far as I can tell.

[ He glances at it with distaste, then drops it back on the ground. ]

I don't know exactly what it is. Drugs of some kind, I guess. The girl told me it wasn't hers, it was theirs.

[ The video moves back to take in two of the unconscious forms, but Jason's voice can still be heard. ]

She said they're gang members. She and her friend are members of that vigilante group. The Phantasm. All I know is, when I showed up, both groups scattered. She says the Phantasm want to help ImPorts, that they're doing what we would do, but these people were tearing each other apart. I don't see how this helps anyone.

[ There's a little pause, and now the video comes back to him. The rain has stopped completely now, and the streetlight has stopped flickering. ]

I'm waiting for the police. I hope this stops soon. These people are putting themselves in danger, in our name. They shouldn't be involved in anything like this. It's only going to get more of them hurt.

jupiterson

Hey, everyone.

So it's, what, two weeks into January and someone's already taken over a country. I'll admit that I don't know most of you as well as I'd like to yet, but is anyone planning to take action on that at all? I'm still new here, and I don't know the girl. I know that a lot of you do, I know that she's your friend, but she's also an ImPort. Are we leaving this to the natives to work out on their own? It just seems like this is the kind of thing we were brought here to stop. I mean, if I'm out of line, tell me. I'm just saying what I see.

[ He looks unsure. People have been angry, he knows that much. He's been watching the Network and checking the news enough to be sure of that. At home, he wouldn't have made a move unless he was given an official quest, but since that's very much not going to happen here, it's clear that he needs to find a new way of doing things. On top of that, he's not exactly leading an army of demigods here. He's alone. So anything he does has to include finding new allies.

And on that note... ]

There's one other thing. There was a kid here called Nico di Angelo. He's not that easy to track down when he doesn't want to be, but at this point I think it's pretty clear he's not around anymore. [ And okay, yes, in theory he could be shadow traveling and keeping to himself, but Jason's been actively searching and there's no trace at all. Much to his frustration, as it happens. ] So, um, if anyone knows different than this and has seen him, would you mind letting me know? Otherwise, I think it's possible he's gone home.

jupiterson

[ This video starts out very shaky, and it's pointed at the ground. There's a sound of irritation, and then the camera swings around. It catches a brief glimpse of a golden sword, which he's wearing at his waist over a pair of normal jeans, and a purple t-shirt which definitely isn't appropriate for New York in late November.

Then it comes up to show a suntanned face, decorated with bright blue eyes and slightly disheveled short blond hair. There's a little scar on his upper lip, but otherwise he doesn't look injured.

He does look wary. He's read all the information he could find at the Porter building, and none of it told him how any of this was possible or how he can get home. Using this phone is the last thing he wants to do, but it doesn't seem as though he has much choice. Now, how does he even...? ]

...hi.

So I guess I'm new, and I'm supposed to use this thing to contact all of you. [ He pauses, glancing to the side. He's half expecting something to attack him. Nothing does, unless you count the throng of discount shoppers thronging on either side. ] My name is Jason Grace. I'm an import. Is that what you call it? Well, anyway, I don't want to be one for long, but my guess is that if any of you could tell me how to get home, you wouldn't still be here. [ A pause. ] But anything you can tell me would be great, because I can't stay here. I was in the middle of something really important, and I have to get back, I don't have time to-

[ He cuts himself off, pressing his lips together. This isn't going to help. he takes a breath. ]

It was July a second ago. I can't believe how cold it is here.

If no one can tell me how to get home, I need directions. I need to get to Long Island, and I can't exactly take a cab. Can anyone help?

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