Victor Mancha
24 February 2013 @ 12:31 am
So where is everybody?

I was kinda looking forward to a reunion.

But there's still some fun in making an old place a new home.
 
 
carcinoGeneticist
SOMETIMES I THINK TO MYSELF HEY KARKAT, YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HAVE BEEN A GREAT IDEA?
THEN I RESPOND TO MYSELF WITHIN MY CRANIAL SHELL BY THINKING OH NO. NO. SHUT UP. THAT IDEA WAS DUMB AS SHIT.
I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU KEEP REVIVING IT EVERY TIME SOMETHING FREAKS YOU OUT.
THE FACT BAD THINGS MIGHT BE HAPPENING RIGHT NOW DOESN'T MAKE IT A PLAUSIBLE COURSE OF ACTION.
YOU CAN'T KEEP GOING BACK TO THAT. I MEAN SERIOUSLY, WHAT IF THEY ACTUALLY LISTENED?
WHAT IF THEY ALL STARTED TEXTING YOU INANE SHIT. ONE OF THEM DID ONCE. WHAT IF THEY ALL DID IT.
WHAT THEN?? IS THAT WHAT YOU REALLY WANT???
THEN I JUST IGNORE IT BECAUSE THAT'S NOT THE POINT
I'M GETTING SIDETRACKED FROM THE POINT.
SO HERE I AM, PUTTING THE POINT BACK "ON TRACK" WHERE IT CAN PROCEED TO CHUG ALONG STEADILY LIKE IT SHOULD
THINKING IT CAN UNTIL IT CAN'T, COLLIDING WITH ANOTHER "TRAIN OF THOUGHT" OR JUMPING ITS RAILS ALTOGETHER
TWISTING ITSELF INTO SOME PROMISING CLUSTER OF FUCK AS CONVOLUTED AS THIS ULTIMATELY POINTLESS METAPHOR.
THE POINT IS IF EVERYONE ACTUALLY FUCKING LISTENED TO ME AND TEXTED ME LIKE I ORIGINALLY ASKED
I WOULDN'T KEEP FINDING MYSELF IN THESE SITUATIONS WHERE I FEEL THE NEED TO WRITE TO THE DIGITAL ABYSS
WRITING THE SAME SHIT OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN
LIKE SOME BROKEN AND SCRATCHED "RECORD" USED FOR SOME ASSHOLE'S SHITTY RAP
WONDERING WHERE THE FUCK YOU ALL ARE FOR PROBABLY THE TEN HUNDRED TWENTY FIFTH TIME.
I WOULDN'T FIND MYSELF ONCE AGAIN SUBMITTING A MEMO TO A NETWORK FULL OF PEOPLE WHO COULDN'T GIVE LESS OF A SHIT ABOUT ME
ASKING WHERE THE HELL ANY OF YOU ARE.
SERIOUSLY, WHERE ARE YOU?????? I DON'T MEAN ANY OF THE HUMANS.
THE HUMANS HAVE MADE IT PRETTY OBVIOUS THEY'RE LOSING THEIR POWERS, POISONING EVERYTHING THEY TOUCH, SPONTANEOUSLY GAINING POWERS, GETTING THEMSELVES ABDUCTED, OR OTHERWISE TRADING CLOTHES AND COMPLAINING ABOUT IT.
GAMZEE, I'M LOOKING AT YOU IN PARTICULAR. OR I WOULD BE IF YOU WERE WHERE YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE
WHICH IS DOING SOMETHING HARMLESS AND IN NO WAY FUCKED UP.
VRISKA, WHY HAVEN'T YOU COMPLAINED ABOUT ANYTHING OR TALKED ABOUT HOW COOL YOU ARE YET???
SAME THING GOES FOR ERIDAN EXCEPT WITH LESS EMPHASIS ON HOW COOL HE IS AND MORE POINTLESS BITCHING ABOUT HOW HIS POWER SUCKS IN COMPARISON TO EVERYONE ELSE'S.
I'M KIND OF GETTING NERVOUS HERE.
LIKE ARADIA, SOLLUX, AND TAVROS? I KIND OF TRUST YOU GUYS NOT TO BE LOSING YOUR SHIT BUT IT WOULD BE COOL IF YOU LIKE
I DUNNO, CHECKED IN OR SOMETHING??
DAVE SAID ARADIA TALKED TO HIM SO THAT'S FINE BUT COME ON. THE REST OF YOU NEED TO STEP THE FUCK UP.
TAVROS, I KNOW YOU HAVE A JOB BUT THERE IS NO WAY BEING A COAT RACK IS *THAT* DEMANDING.
DON'T TELL ME YOU CAN'T PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE TO TELL ME NOBODY MURDERED YOU IN COLD BLOOD AND LATER SEVERED YOUR HEAD FOR PURPOSES I NEITHER KNOW NOR WANT TO UNDERSTAND.
AS USUAL I'M ASKING THE BARE MINIMUM IN PARTICIPATION HERE. I'D EVEN ACCEPT IT IF MAYBE EVERYONE TAPPED THE KEYS A LITTLE, BUT NOT A LOT BECAUSE IF IT WAS JUST A HUGE STRING OF GIBBERISH I THINK I MIGHT GO WITH PREVIOUS ASSUMPTIONS I'VE HAD BEFORE WHICH IS TO ASSUME SOMETHING IS WRONG?
MAYBE JUST A Y OR AN N, WHERE THE Y STANDS FOR "I'M FINE" AND THE N STANDS FOR "I COULD BE DOING BETTER" OR SOMETHING ULTIMATELY BENIGN LIKE THAT.
WRITING ALL THIS OUT IS PRETTY FAMILIAR, SO I'M SURE PAST ME SOMEHOW HAD THE FORESIGHT TO REQUEST SIMILARLY WHICH MEANS I'M NOT JUST BULLSHITTING WITH THIS
SO MAKE IT COHERENT IF YOU CAN
OR JUST DIRECT ANY FORM OF COMMUNICATION TOWARD ME AT ALL? THAT'D BE GREAT!
 
 
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That weird sense of anticip8tion!
I don't like it. 8ut it has gotten harder to take charge of f8 since I got here. You'd think it would 8e easier without all sorts of dum8fuck timeline coherency issues going on, 8ut nope!
I guess that's the deal when a 8izarro magical island can 8asically do whatever the fuck it wants to you and overrule every single natural and physical law in its path, as well as common sense.
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[ After that, the typing stops completely. And for a few minutes there is no indication as to why. Any attempts to reach her will go utterly unheeded.

Then the transmission switches to video, fingers that now end in jagged claws scraping at the camera. Briefly, Vriska reappears over the camera. The eight separate eyes now embedded in her face, all empty and white, do not blink in sync.

She ponders the device for a moment, mandibles clicking curiously. Then she throws her head back and laughs, wild and hysterical, and there is a weird guttural quality to her voice, an eerily warped distortion of her normal tone. The transmission cuts when she disappears in a blur and, in so doing, accidentally crushes the device with a newly insectoid foot.

Watch out, New Moore. Spidergirl - the realest deal to ever wear that suddenly unfortunate moniker - is on the prowl, loose on the streets and looking for something to do. She will have her only-somewhat-ground-up phone with her, so anyone is welcome to try to text or reach out in whatever capacity. Whether or not they get a coherent reply is another matter entirely. ]

(ooc; if you want to hit her up in an action thread absolutely feel free - just hit me up here so we can figure out what all will go down, please!)
 
 
icanbuyafez
24 February 2013 @ 02:15 am
 
Who: The Ninth and Eleventh Doctors
What: The Ninth Doctor realizing he should implicitly trust future incarnations
When: Sometime on the 23rd
Where: The Ninth Doctor's apartment

He doesn't bother responding to his past self. Instead, he sends his thoughts outward. With his new powers, it's not difficult to locate the other timelord. Taking the time to psychically shielding himself from anyone watching, diverting their attention away from him, he takes hold of his power and focuses on his physical form and the fields and forces surrounding it. This is more difficult than the other things he's tried so far, but he's a quick study. Though it may have been nearly impossible for a human to affect the area around him so deftly, he swiftly rises into the air, levitating himself quickly toward the Doctor's apartment.

When he reaches the window, he closes him eyes and, still levitating, reaches out to the atoms in the wall. He arranges them to his liking, restraining them so that their electromagnetic field and his don't interact - then walks straight through the wall as if it weren't there. Without the forces repelling him, there's plenty of open space to move through in the structure of the wall.

He turns toward the younger man, standing unseeing just a few feet away. He drops his shield and knocks on the inside of the window, a satisfied smirk on his face.
 
 
Gamzee Makara
24 February 2013 @ 10:24 am
content warning for creep and gore )
[ooc: gamzee is depowered for this event - no chucklevoodoos/fear miasma, decreased strength, significantly sloppier clown makeup. also, sobriety is really getting to him ;o(]
 
 
location: ????
 
 
Capt. Jack Harkness
Magneto is up to something. Something big. I'm not sure exactly how, but he insists that he's leaving the island. I need you all on your best games, but please stay safe. We know his talents, but I can't be sure exactly what he's capable of or what lengths he's willing to go to, so protect yourselves.

Tim, I know you've said that you can fly now, but has anyone else gotten any extra abilities? I haven't noticed any changes from my own self, but it would be nice to get a list of resources and any information regarding the situation that we can.

Gwen- There has been some increase in criminal activity in conjunction with superpowered residents. Try not to concern yourself with petty things like burglaries or looting; your priority should be protecting citizens.

Tim- Once again I need you on surveillance and citizen protection. If Magneto's planning something, then I need to know what. Given his history with the island, he's likely to make it big and showy. If anyone's in the way, help them, but don't lose sight of him.

Natasha- I know you have other priorities right now. I don't expect you to come with us, but if you can find time for us, I need you to find out who's working for Magneto and take them out if necessary. He likes to surround himself with like-minded people, and I can almost certainly guarantee that he won't be alone in this.

Ianto- I need you to back me up. I'm going to confront him head-on if necessary. So until he makes his move, I need you to find me non-magnetic materials that can be used for weaponry. Regular bullets will be no good, so something rubber, plastic, or some non-magnetic metal would be good. But when the time comes, I need you behind me. If it looks like it's going to get dangerous, don't worry about me and protect yourself. Understand?

Doctors- People are going to get hurt. People might even die. First and foremost, I need your permission to use lethal force if necessary. Second, I need someone to help Ianto find me non-magnetic materials and help make them into something I can use. I know it's a little non-kosher, me ordering you lot around, but I need your co-operation. Please.
 
 
Ramona V. Flowers
24 February 2013 @ 12:58 pm
 
So guess what. This morning, I woke up, wanted some coffee, and found myself in the kitchen. Then I decided that I wanted doughnuts and found myself at the store's bakery aisle.

So... I guess what I'm saying is that I can teleport. So everyone's deliveries will be super speedy and super on-time. I expect huge tips for this.

You're welcome.
 
 
librariansheart
24 February 2013 @ 02:57 pm
[Sheska has been answering phones and coordinating nearly non-stop since this began, so she's tired and harried, but somehow she's managed to more or less keep an accurate picture of where everyone is and what's going on. Until now. Her voice is sharp, and somewhat distracted, phones are ringing constantly in the background over staticky radio calls requesting backup and advice. Judging by the sounds, she's still multi-tasking as she sends out this message.]


Chief Shepard, please report in! There are units calling for aid and direction all over town! Everyone's out on the streets - there are only two officers here at the station. They need your orders, Sir! Do you need help? I might be able to scramble someone in your area, but I need to know where you are, first, Sir.

Officers Cooper and America, please convey your positions and status! If you spot any vigilantes at work, lend them what aid you can and see if they'll return the favor - we're hard pressed practically everywhere.

I'd greatly appreciate a quick response on this, but don't endanger yourselves to do so! That goes for all of you!
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Dr. John Watson
24 February 2013 @ 10:31 pm
 
Sherlock, I just wanted to say that I'm truly, terribly sorry. I've destroyed all of our mugs and cups. I didn't do it on purpose but... I was even trying to be delicate!

Also, I think we need to replace the doorknob on the outside of the apartment. It's not really working anymore...
 
 
Lydia Martin
24 February 2013 @ 10:55 pm
 


The label says Kate Spaded. This knockoff stuff is pretty funny, especially when they're athentic.

People should be quieter outside.