I've never seen lava once it's cooled down all the way. It has cooled down all the way, hasn't it? It won't flood out if someone breaks it open and start up again. It just looks really fluffy, like misshapen pillows. But I wouldn't suggest using it that way, even if it's really tempting, it's not worth it.

How's everyone?

What: Taking on a volcano.
Who: Jack freezespirited and you!
When: 03/14-03/16.
Where: Throughout the city.
Warnings: Nothing except volcano stuff.

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[The feed comes on in the middle of a sentence, and for a moment it might be confused for gibberish, but no, she's speaking in Gaelic, shouting over the terrible rumble of the mountain and the crash of falling debris. The camera lies on its side in the grass, with a half-obscured view of a veritable stampede of creatures fleeing. Not a one of them seems to care if predator and prey are beside one another: they're all wild-eyed and panicky, but for the moment they're under control.

Aisling stands on a fallen tree, clearly visible. From this angle, at least, she seems as calm as a person may be under these circumstances, with a dray of baby squirrels under one arm. She throws out her free hand as the ground shakes, and the phone settles enough to see more flaming projectiles raining down into the forest further away. As they disappear below the treeline, Aisling cries out and falters, going to one knee as though she's been struck. The ground stops trembling for the moment, but she still shudders, breath hissing between her teeth.

Her control over the animals has slipped, and they're beginning to branch out, backtracking, pausing, snapping at one another, utterly terrified. Slowly, she pushes herself back to her feet, flinging back her hair and reasserting her control. The eyes of the animals glow red for a second, as though a flashbulb has gone off, and they calm enough to keep heading the direction she wants them to go.

Glancing down, Aisling catches sight of her phone and stoops to lift it.]

Get to the sea! A river of fire is coming, and there is no way to stop it that I know. Fly, and keep yourselves out of harm's way!

[She's too busy to linger, and the feed shuts off with a click.]

[Someone wears metal armor and works on the weekends~ Lin's back again, as grave and serious as ever.]

The new releases are out:

The 9th Doctor
Grant Ward
Ianto Jones
Lily Potter
Molly Hayes
Remus Lupin
Steve Rogers
Terry Mcginnis

If you have questions, ask them here.

Now. Valentine's Day is coming up quickly, as anyone paying any attention to the Network will have figured out by now. Some bizarre event or other usually crops up around that time, so be aware and on your guard. All officers will be on duty that night - you were all warned of this ahead of time, so don't complain about it now - do not hesitate to contact us.

Hiccup is in charge of the shop. No one is to disturb me.

I would like to thank you for taking care of me as a child and to apologize if I inadvertently hurt you with my powers. Most of it is a blur.

You're kidding me. [There's almost a laugh because really, this is ridiculous. And then there's silence, because he's plucking the com piece from his ear and shoving it into his pocket.] Best equipment SHIELD can make and it stops working...

[And now he's talking normally.]The best story anyone can tell me is that I'm fictional. Really? Because I find that really hard to believe, and I've seen a lot of things.

I don't know what kind of joke this is - and if it is a joke, and if it's FitzSimmons or Skye, someone's going to pay, I swear - [There's a sigh.]

I need someone to fill me in on what's really going on.

do u wanna bill a snoman?

...not what I signed up for.

[The audio comes on in the middle of the muttered phrase, but Lin raises her voice so quickly that it could easily be missed.]

All right, people, if you're old enough to remember who your roommate is and haven't been able to find them, odds are they were wandering the city and we were called to pick them up. Officers will be delivering your renegades and making sure everyone is going to be taken care of.

[She sounds tired and edgy, but makes an effort to modulate her tone to something more neutral and soothing. The effect is... questionable. But she is trying.]

If you're lost, sit tight. We're still out looking for people and we'll help you find your way to a good place to rest, and make sure you get some pizza. If you have a phone, you can call us to come get you.

[She recites the number for the police station twice, slowly, so that even little fingers might be able to laboriously write it out. Then her tone firms up, sharpening again.]

For those of you teenagers looking for a part time job, or adults interested in helping, let me know.

[Locked to Koizumi]

Koizumi, report in, if you're able. If you don't answer within three hours I'm looking for you myself.

Who: Jack and YOU
What: Trying to have fun and cause trouble
When: Backdated January 9th
Where: Around New Moore
Warnings: Just mischief

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Can I use the apartment.

Another year has come and gone. I didn't think the months would pass by this quickly, even more so than where I was before. It makes me wonder how much longer any of us or myself will stay here.

Regardless, happy new year everyone.

I hope this year brings more joy and happiness to you than the year before.

[Aisling is looking vaguely mutinous today, arms crossed and frowning at the camera.]

Just so people will stop asking, the mistletoe isn't here anymore. It wasn't natural, you know. Things can grow that fast, but only with help, and mistletoe doesn't make you kiss. Not usually. None of my plants do that, so you can stop hunting for some that will. Take your shears and knives and go home. And if you want pine trees, you can't just cut them down wherever you want to. I'll help you find a good place and put it in a pot to take home with you if you bring something to trade, but I won't let you cut them down just because. There's a place that sells butchered trees near the big building that sells everything. If you want dead trees, go there.

This island is disgusting. Think of the children.

You're going to traumatize our young minds with your uncontrollable plant-induced snogging.
How long is this going to go on?

WHO: Anyone and Everyone
WHAT: All the kissin's
WHEN: Dec 13 - 15
WHERE: Wherever you want!
WARNINGS: Affection, freak-outs, possible R ratings


Okay! Here's the post for collecting all your kissing logs! If you want to do individual Network posts and then lead in to kissing that way, that's fine, but if you're looking to do a straight up log, this is the place to do it. That way we don't flood the community with all the log posts.

Instructions:

1. Post your character's name. One reply per character so that they're all neatly organized.
2. When you tag to a character's thread, put your participating character's name in the subject line.
3. ???
3a. Please edit the post tags to include your character name for easier activity reporting
4. PROFIT!

[ the picture flickers on to show a room that's slowly being encased on ice and a woman pacing around, not noticing she's being watched ]

Someone has a lot of nerve, bringing me here.

[ The feed clicks on with a background score of faint mutters, fading in and out as if someone's thumb was briefly pressing over the mic. ] I gotta say, this waking up in a completely different place thing is getting kinda old. [ pause. ] Not that it's happened a lot, but I figured once was more than enough. As for the idea of having been fictional before – right. Sure. Somebody really outdid themselves this time around.

Now, I'd ask if anyone's been able to find a way outta this place, but something tells me the answer would be a no. So I guess I'll just stick with an introduction.

The name's Steve Rogers. Anybody know where I can find a good gym around here?