Mar. 24th, 2014

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[personal profile] cava
[Cain flicks a little wave in greeting, leaning back in his chair and pushing his goggles onto his forehead. he's wearing a Canadiens jersey, hockey night and all that. there's a bottle of red wine in the frame, about three-quarters full.]

Bon, bon, bonjour, Network. [unlike his usual greetings, it lacks a teasing edge. He doesn't look particularly excited.]

I hadn't had the opportunity to check in, between the nonsense last week and what happened to my workplace, but. Well. [he frowns somewhat, chewing on the inside of his mouth. his eyes briefly flash red - and are those numbers at the center?]

For those that know her, it appears that my sister Calista has lost her Echoes. [he shrugs, pouring himself a glass.] I must confess, I'm not entirely sure how to feel about it. As long as she's safe, I suppose that's what matters most, though it's hardly going to make things any easier for me. [he manages a wry laugh, bringing a hand up to his forehead.] Tabarnac, I knew that I was selfish, but honestly... [Cain's gonna need that glass of wine now. he picks it up and waves again to sign off, closing the video.]
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[personal profile] strikeraid
Who: Raye and some piece of trash she found behind a 7-11 last Wednesday.
When: Last Wednesday.
Where: Behind a 7-11.
What: Raye finds a piece of trash.
Warnings: Skyler is his own warning. I hope that together they will create an entirely new and exciting warning never seen before by Locke City.

i shoot the lights out )
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[In the Tsukuyomi household, the early morning is greeted by an ear piercing scream. Several minutes later, video comes on the Network, although you can't see anyone - just Lily's ridiculously tidy room.]

So, I'm guessing everyone's seen it right? On the news. The light over Vegas.

[Her voice comes across as a bit clipped. Clearly irritated.

You may notice why as she sits down. Her expression is deadpan. Her hair... Is no longer black. It is, rather, completely purple.]


It gave me a pulse.

[This is said through grit teeth. She's obviously not happy. In fact, this kind of irritation is rarely seen from her.]

So... please do be careful. It seems like something big is starting up elsewhere. If the same things that happened here start happening there...

[She trails off and sighs. She just ends it there. Her aggravation is far too vivid and she's clearly not in the right mind for this at the hour.]

video;

Mar. 24th, 2014 08:34 pm
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[personal profile] drama8om8
[ Now that she's no longer an alleged terrorist, Octavia is back home. Therefore today's post is coming from atop her loot pile, once more taking pride of place in her basement.

She doesn't look like someone who's happy to be home. She looks like someone who hasn't been sleeping well and is trying to cover up how horrible she's feeling by acting like her usual obnoxious self.
]

I know everybody is going to be all about that whole pink light in Vegas thing, but I don't care. There's more important stuff to talk about right now! Like the sweet birthday party that is being thrown for Alan this Friday. If you know him and are willing to buy him a sweet birthday present, you are totally invited! It's going to be hells of awesome.

[ She switches to text briefly to attach the address for Alan's house, a list of Tavia-approved suggestions for gifts (mostly Batterman-themed) and a note that the party starts at eight and ends "IDK WHENEVER." Then it's back to video. ]

Annnnnnnnd I meant to show this off forever ago but I kind of forgot. What with that whole thing where there was a thing with an alien and a giant fucking snake and then I got cleared of my terrorism charges and also one of my best friends got brutally murdered. Kind of slipped my mind.

[ She turns her laptop around, pointing the camera at a weird machine set up nearby. ]

It's an alchemiter! Which is used to make cool stuff, but you need a bunch of other dumb machines I don't have. So if any of my beloved soulbonds got similar stuff, we should pool our resources! And also find somewhere communal to put this so everybody can use it and junk. Because I am all about the sharing.
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[personal profile] chernobolt
[the video feed opens up to a picture being held up to the camera, obscuring everything of the person holding it besides her hands. not only does its artist have...obviously less than stellar talent in the drawing department, but there seem to have been several mediums involved in its construction; there are various colored pencils as well as glittery ink and crayons which should be familiar to anyone who received a Valentine from Kara.

the (very obvious) culprit moves the picture down and brings her face into view - Kara has her hair up in a high ponytail today and looks especially excited. she bounces in her seat a few times before she begins speaking]


I understand that there have been some new incidents unfolding as of late, but please forgive me for the diversion. I promise that this is very important and that if anyone requires my aid in the other matters I am more than willing to lend it!

It is just...I have finally remembered my teammates!

[she giggles, pressing the picture against her mouth to stifle them a little bit]

I had nothing but names before and now I have the visuals, as I believe it is said. The ones I have not met in this life are these three here: Cyborg, Robin, and Beast Boy.

[she holds the picture up again briefly. Kara isn't actually certain she's got the names right, but through process of elimination and the fact that one of these guys is literally a fucking cyborg she's fairly confident]

If you have been remembering people such as these, or if you have been remembering being one of these Titans, please contact me immediately! I wish to become wonderful friends with you once more and have the bonding and discuss all that we have recalled collectively. I even promise that I will finance our first group cafe outing!

Thank you for your time!
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[personal profile] youngestone
[Those sounds you hear are him unpacking stuff.]

So, uh, anyone wanna bet on Vegas being the next Town of Crazy Numbered Hijinks? I mean, that light looked pretty similar to the stuff that shot up from here a few months ago. Does this mean it's less of a "Locke City" thing and more of a--what the hell.

[More rustling and then he flips the feed to video to show off a sword]

I am getting really tired of finding stuff in places when it wasn't there a week ago. Pulses I can handle. Finding swords in my suitcase or boots under the bed or bows in the closet, not so much. Next it'll be axes in the freezer or something, I swear to God.

[Siiiiigh]

Anyone, d'you think the pink light means it's an Earth thing and not just a Locke City thing?