28 March 2013 @ 05:55 pm
Hey, so with people here being from all over I was wondering if anyone's ever seen these:



And if you have, what do you know about them?

[[OOC: The art is from the falling skies website]]
 
 
26 March 2013 @ 07:53 pm
It seems we are experiencing a recurrence of the previous week.
Not in terms of an entire rewind, but in terms of the oddities in New Moore.
I'm actually very curious as to why. Such an anomaly has never occurred before in this world.
Could it be the ones holding us captive are running out of ideas?
Then again, who is to say that the force that brought us here is the same force imposing these instances of strange behavior and changes in the environment?

In any case, that isn't what this is about.
I just thought it was an interesting segue into my actual topic.
I even went through the effort of putting my words on a more palatable background so that you can read them easier for the occasion.
The holiday Saint Patrick's Day on Earth seems to be associated with the lovable creature known as the leprechaun.
Leprechauns are tricky beings with an abundant amount of luck, but did you know that they themselves are alien creatures and not just made up?
It's true.
They even have an entire romantic system of nine different charms and each one has a different designation.
Much of their romance revolves around dancing, playing games and tricks and doing it all with wit and charm.
Who wants to hear more?
Yes, I can tell you are already excited to hear me tell you all a drawn out tale about leprechauns and their mating habits.
 
 
25 March 2013 @ 05:09 pm
Where is everyone from? Is there a database? I will start one if there isn't one already.
 
 
 
28 February 2013 @ 10:37 pm
You mortals are so strange to me.
Why is it you become guilty when you do things beyond your control?
It isn't as if you asked to become mutated, gain powers, lose powers and so on.
So why do you get so upset at the end of these little incursions, when you could not control what happened to you during those incursions?
It baffles me.
If you still feel guilty, then allow me to absolve you.
You are not guilty for things you do when you are not in your right mind.
Frankly, I thought that was obvious. If it wasn't, then it is now.
Crying about it is a waste of your time, even in a prison where you are given an unknown amount of time that seems to stretch on toward "infinity".
Happy?


[ooc: trying something a little different because scratch's highlighting quirk is annoying. replies come in white text, but if you don't want that just let me know somehow (putting a note in the subject header for example). if you pick the latter, just assume the reply is in white ICly.]
 
 
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: ????
 
 
You know what sucks a8out w8ing?
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.
I h88888888 this place.
8luh. If I never get sick again it will 8e too sssssssssssssssssss



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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!)
 
 
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!
 
 
23 February 2013 @ 08:14 pm
 Well.  Firepower.

I'm leaving the island the day after tomorrow.  Anyone who likes is welcome to accompany me.
 
For the rest of you, all that I ask is that you stay out of my way.

[click].

 
 
23 February 2013 @ 10:34 pm
One day, one day I will get through one of these ridiculous scenarios without being stabbed, shot at, or otherwise assaulted.

With that in mind, if anyone has any idea of how I might get rid of this bloody idiot who just discovered he can shoot fire from his fingertips and seems to have developed a megalomaniac personality complete with stereotypical laugh and monologuing, please advise.
 
 
23 February 2013 @ 11:49 am
 
soooooo
did someone prank me by turnin the floor in front of our tv into a freakin questbed bc hopy shit
guess whos supered upppppppo
holla
also distri who has the bestest poofy pants callie wasnt even kidding
but like was there a carbon monoixide leak or somethin
no thats sad
for realmrealz tho
this shit is baller i will even forgive that weird pow noise outside 4 waking me up
tho im def goin back 2 sleep now
on acct of it bein 8am and these new duds are comfy as fuck
pj party at suped up roxy&dirks house
 
 
23 February 2013 @ 09:42 am
 
 Something is wrong.
 
 
09 February 2013 @ 11:16 pm
This is the worst thing to ever happen.
Many have said it before me, but it will never be true as it is in this moment.
 
 
26 January 2013 @ 03:09 pm
[Scratch rarely goes on the network without texting, but in this case he's not feeling well enough to do much typing. So instead everyone gets to hear a very ill sounding First Guardian and all his other worldly slight echo-ing voice glory.]

McCall, don't mind half of the apartment being partially destroyed. I'll fix it when I'm not teetering on the edge of destru...destru--aa...






[And yes that was an incredibly loud sneeze, mixed in with what sounded like a crackle of electricity, a quick vibration and the faint sound of lightning in the background. About a few seconds afterward Scratch will talk again.]

...Excuse me. [Always got to be POLITE about destroying shit.] There goes the sofa. I'll fix that as well. I never gotten sick before, so pardon me if I cause anymore damage. I can be fairly dangerous by way of existence when I'm not in stable condition and my energy begins to spike wildly. You'll have to live with the risk of possibly exploding. Again, I can fix it later when I'm no...not si...sic--



[And then he sneezes again and once more the sound of something BURSTING INTO FLAMES can be heard in the background.]

...Excuse me. I hope you didn't want to use the table for anything.

[He knows you're in your room McCall, he just doesn't want to go in there because he might sneeze and accidentally kill you SORRY THAT YOU LIVE WITH A SICK DEMI-GOD.]
 
 
23 January 2013 @ 01:29 pm
Hello, everyone! I am told 8y the people who so kindly integr8ted me to this new society that I am a former fictional character come to life in the real world? I must admit, it was quite a surprise to hear! It's not every day that you disappear from your home and wind up in a new land with the la8el as fictional, not that the idea of 8eing more like a fictional character hasn't crossed my mind at certain points in time... Actually, while we're on this general topic and I have everyone's attention, I would like to open up a discussion on what exactly qualifies us to 8e real vs fake. I took a moment to ponder over the question 8efore I started this message, and I thought I might as well get some additional insight from you all! 

cut for length )

Looking at the other posts recently made on the network, I feel as though I've gr8tly exceeded the commonly accepted length limits for upd8s. I suppose I might as well stop while I'm ahead, then. Hope to speak with you all soon! ::::)
 
 
22 January 2013 @ 11:24 pm
So, let me get this straight. I wake up in a hospital. No biggie. Get checked over by doctors to make sure I'm alright. I'm cool with that. But then I'm told I'm fictional because I come from some "made-up world"?

Is this because of my vlog? Because really, my vlog is the least of people's worries. I'd be considered fictional if I lived in the Twilight series or in Middle Earth or any other book on my shelf. It's not like I'm out of some Jane Austen novel or something!

I think we're getting a little too carried away here. Joke's over, this is a funny trick, but I want to go home. I've got things to do, independent studies to work on, videos to make!

Ugh, at least tell me this place has wifi.
 
 
19 January 2013 @ 01:09 am
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SWEET TATS BRO

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I INVESTIGATED AND SHES LEGAL

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COME BACK TO STARBOX

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I DONT EVEN KNOW

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HOT OR NOT
 
 
17 January 2013 @ 12:07 am
 


I wonder why they call it 'dragon fruit'. It does not look like any dragons I have met.
 
 
11 January 2013 @ 12:41 pm
[ Being forced to answer this post and admit something she'd rather not have has left Vriska pretty peeved. She is not down with your shit, New Moore, and she is going to take her revenge. ]

What's a secret you've 8een just dying to tell someone a8out 8ut couldn't? Now's your chance! Let it all out. We're all 8eing forced into this anyway!

[ She is hoping others will be snagged like she was and forced into answering.

And it will end well if they are. ]

(ooc; Feel free to thread jack the hell out of this post if you want to leap on someone saying something shocking! GO NUTS. Interested parties are also EXTREMELY FREE to go leap on Vriska and Sherlock's thread with their own comments.

regarding the post edit: Vriska will have made good on her word and locked the post to private. Private, however, only to those who have already seen it, so no one else can stumble into it. However, if you still want to tag in, feel free! We'll all just say it came in before she locked the post. Carry on with your life ruining.)
 
 
27 December 2012 @ 05:28 pm
I’ll say one thing for this place: it seems like being different won’t be considered a mortal sin. At least, not as much as I’m used to. That’s a nice change of pace. Definitely not something I was expecting, all things considered. I guess pleasant surprises do still exist. I was pretty sure they were limited to the other kind at this point.

That “orientation” at the hospital, though? I’m not sure I buy that. I’m a lot of things, but gullible isn’t one of them. I’m sure I’m not the first one to say that, I imagine most people that come here are disbelieving at first. I’m actually curious, is there anyone out there who believes the whole story? I’m interested to know if anyone’s been swayed. Is there anything that could sell that? It seems pretty impossible.

Although, I’m probably one of the last people who should be labeling anything as “impossible.” I can think of at least one person who would be pretty disappointed in me for not having an open mind, but then again, being disappointed wouldn’t exactly be new territory for him.