112ounces: (whole world sitting on a ticking bomb)
[personal profile] 112ounces
[ When Rick Grimes was ported out, it was up to Carl to make the call. Out of everyone in the family from their world, Carl lived in this world the longest as well as being, well, Rick Grimes' son. He knows everyone should know about Rick's porting - but Carl was in such a foul mood in the last week or so he didn't even look at the network. And he didn't want to bother in calling every individual who might know Rick - Rick Grimes, despite appearances in the contrary, is a likable person, and he had a better time than Carl to really attach to others, especially as the longer he spent his time here in this world, where no dead roam and the only immediate danger is Russians and uptight supervillains.

But Carl is not the only one who has something to say. Daryl is beside him in this video broadcast. (Carl knows that he made plenty of enemies who would take delight in his exhausted state, but he's beyond caring at this point.) Carl begins. ]

This is for anyone who knew him: Dad's been Ported out. For good this time.

[ Bet some of them are glad, Carl thinks to himself grimly. ]

[[And that's when Daryl steps forward, arms crossed and fingers curled tightly into the armholes of his vest. He was very clearly upset at Rick going missing, face drawn just tight enough and eyes haunted enough, but he looked decently put together otherwise. He's as straight to the point as Carl.]]

Anyone that Rick called family, you know who you are, need you to check in. If you were Rick's family, then you're mine, too. The name's Daryl. Dixon.

He told me about a few of you, just didn't get around to the introducing. So get to it.

[[After all, the only way he could watch out for family was if he knew who the family was.

After a moment, he added:]]

Rosita, Andrea, Enid, if you see this 'fore we get to you, you know the drill. Or you should. Speak up if you got anything to say on the matter.

[[I.e. Rick's gone, that means Daryl's 'in charge' of the group (as much as anyone could be). And he was going to act like it unless someone else wanted to step up for that responsibility.]]

[ And Carl doesn't make any effort to challenge Daryl. He shrugs, and his lone eye strays from the camera, staring into the distance. ]

[ ooc: replies will come from both Daryl and Carl! Although Carl's a sourpuss at the moment so it might be a hit or miss depending on the responding tags. ]
viced: (Later dicks)
[personal profile] viced
Hey, imports. I don't know how many of you follow the news routinely, but... I figured I would come on here, while my press guy goes to tell the news outlets.

[ He looks away from the screen, for a moment, before back to the camera. ]

Effective...well, as soon as it can be arranged, I've decided to give up my position as ambassador of De Chima, Virginia. I'd like to thank everyone for their support, and their willingness to let me nose in on your lives and your opinions, and I hope... that in the future, you'll allow me to keep doing that.

I'm not exactly done with politics, or I'd probably have stopped breathing by this point. I'm not really in the business of giving up, but... When opportunity strikes...

[ Another pause. This one considerably longer. He tipped his head, as if he was listening to something off-screen. Of course, he was. ]

So, it's official. This one's mostly for anyone currently living in Virginia -- hopefully you'll be voting, and if you do, I'll appreciate your vote in November. I'll be running to become your elected Sentor in DC.

But, obviously, more than that, I'd appreciate hearing what's important to you. Just because I'll -- hopefully -- be one of the honorable senators for Virginia, doesn't mean I don't intend to forget about the rest of you imports. I'd like to take our voices to the Senate floor, whenever possible.

[ Video ]

May. 25th, 2016 01:59 am
greenisthecolorof: (Tommy 002)
[personal profile] greenisthecolorof
[ The first shot from the video is of a partial face— an eye, half of the nose, and a great expanse of cheek. ]

How do you turn this thing on—

[ The eye blinks, and then the face pulls back. ]

Wait, does that— oh! This is already....

[ Tommy laughs sheepishly. ]

Sorry about that, technology's not my strong point. Hey! I'm Tommy and I've... just arrived as of a few days ago. I thought I should introduce myself, so uh, that's what I'm doing. Heh. Soooo... it's nice to met everyone.

[ He waves slightly. ]
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[personal profile] hasitsthorns
[ Graced upon everyone’s screens will be the image of Rose with (1) pair of obnoxious neon pink shutter shades. Her smile is about as bright as her newfound sunglasses are, but perhaps not nearly as much of an affront to the eyes. Blond, curly hair cascades around the edges of the camera as she addresses the network. Her introduction comes in a rather unorthodox fashion; she decides to greet the masses with a song. ]

I could stick around, get along with you… Hello! It doesn't really mean that I'm into you; Hello! You're alright but I'm here, darling, to enjoy the party. Don't get too excited 'cause that’s all you get from me. Hey! Yeah, I think you’re cute but really you should know… I just came to say hello!

[ Her mezzo soprano tapers off into a light laughter. She lets her shades fall down her nose a bit, revealing big brown eyes that are just as alight as her smile. ]

Helllloooo, Heropa! My name is Rose and I’m your new DJ at the club Bjomolf! I’m super excited to bring you the best tunes and get your body moving to the grooving. I’m also just super jazzed to get to know all of you in general.

So if you’re living in my neck of the woods, come on down and I’ll make sure to handle any music requests you may have. If you’re not, well! Now’s a good a time as any to head to our lovely little town and have one of the best nights of your life! Am I right, am I right?
[ She’s totally right. ]

I hope to see you there. [ /wink! And the feed ends. Though she’s still definitely up for answering any and all questions. Heck, she’s even up for some chit chat being new as she is. ]


May. 9th, 2016 11:01 pm
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[personal profile] causidicus
My name is Kim Wexler, I'm an attorney.

[ The beginning is sort of abrupt, but there you go. Silence follows, until Kim sighs, slowly and loudly. ]

That's- that's pretty much it. That's me, that's what I do. I'm no- not a superhero or even a regular hero, unless you need a lawyer, I guess. Does anyone need a lawyer? Otherwise I have no idea of what I'm doing here, but it's certainly not worrying over the crapload of work I just left back at home.

[ Leave it to Kim to fret about paperwork out of all the things that should be making her worry after finding herself in a different world altogether. ]

Anyway, yes. I'm just- I need to go lie down and probably get a drink before I can even start reading these files and what not. Did someone notice the hover cars. They have hover cars. I- this is a little too much.

[ She doesn't want to talk about the stupid pseudo Cold War thing, please don't mention that to her. ]

So I'm going to- yeah. Kim Wexler. Lawyer... and I have a Beauty Salon? Okay...

Lying down now.


May. 1st, 2016 03:30 am
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[personal profile] reginaprocacis
[The feed clicks on, revealing the face of Regina; a woman with dark, impeccably styled hair, red lips and a deeply unimpressed expression. The voice she speaks with is deep, the kind of voice that fills throne rooms and city halls.]

Well, well, well, all you... heroes. [Her tongue is unkind to the word, clearly showing her scorn.] How does it feel to be told by the world where you belong? Are you happy? Do you feel confident? I do hear there are places in this world where they fawn over your kind.

[No, Regina does not consider herself among the group, even though she too has been branded a "registered hero". The label is an ill fit, redemption be damned; too long has she been wearing the mantle of the villain and acted the part. She's rebelling against a label forced on her and rejecting a title she doesn't feel she deserves at the same time.]

And in the line of duty, do you conveniently never find yourself in a situation where you might have to kill your opponent?

[A mirthless smirk.]

Fair warning, as your newly appointed family counselor: this might be a good time to tell your children to go play outside. Do have that conversation with them at some point, though. Else they might end up calling you a liar.

Enlist my help only if you must.


Apr. 17th, 2016 08:29 pm
rideme: (i got the moo-vs like jaeger)
[personal profile] rideme
Hey, everyone. Listen. I had an idea. See, I've heard those... heroes running around have special names for themselves. Different names. Like... super man or something.

So. I've decided.

[Whoa now, he sounds proud of himself. That's probably not a good sign, where Iron Bull is concerned. And this is something everyone can thank the one and only Sky High for, since the nice man has been filling Bull's head with talk of Hero Names.]

Get this. Instead of the Iron Bull, how about we go with... The Iron Dragon?

[There's a pause. Like he's waiting for a reaction.]

Yeah? Huh? Intimidating enough? I figured it would be. It has a better, scarier ring to it.
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[personal profile] akito
[ no schoolwork for Akito today - today is a day for asking the network Very Important Questions while sitting perched on his fluffy, prehensile tail (because shapeshifting training is fun) and entertaining his puppy with a frisbee. ]


How do you tell a friend that you like them as more than just as a friend without making everything all weird?

Also! For those of you who have been here for a while, do you feel like you've changed as a person? If you have, do you think it's for the better or the worst?

...That's all! Thanks!


Apr. 9th, 2016 11:03 pm
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[personal profile] assays
Even though I am certain that it wasn't April for me back home before I arrived, it is here and I have checked the calendar to confirm the date.

Today is my birthday.

[Her lips quirk a little.]

Now a lady shouldn't have to reveal her age but I am old enough to drink. The strange thing is, the year is 1946 for me back home and it's 2016 here so technically I would be far older than what I am.

[A pause.]

Rather than getting caught up in technicalities, I'd like to invite people to a gathering at the training place I run. Those of you who are already students of mine will know where it is, but for those who don't, the address is [Peggy states it.]

Feel free to bring your own drink and food. There will be some light refreshments and music, as well as a cake. The celebration starts at seven o'clock tonight and will run on for a few hours or until I need to go home and sleep. [A laugh.]

I look forward to seeing people there.


Apr. 9th, 2016 03:53 pm
jacksonian: (smile??? painful smile)
[personal profile] jacksonian
[ The young man on the screen looks a hell of a lot like Admiral Miles Naismith, or (a bit less) Dr. Hermann Gottlieb - he's clearly small like Miles, just from the angle of the camera and the proportions of the chair in comparison to him. But he's also fairly recognizably different. He doesn't have Miles' Cool Facial Scar (tm), for one. He's a little fatter, too - just a little. And he's dressed much differently: black, expensive clothes, black tie over a black shirt under a black suit jacket, not exactly tasteful but pricy. Hair slicked back. The kid is trying hard to look cool, and he's poured almost enough money into his wardrobe to accomplish it. ]


[ This is a Businessman Smile that he flashes at the camera. ]

My name is Peter Kane. I'm very grateful to the imPort community for being very helpful when I arrived last month - [ And he pronounces that very smugly, because he wants everyone to be impressed by his conspicuous wealth having been accumulated in only a month. ] And so I'm going to offer you all an opportunity. And I wouldn't recommend that you pass it up.

PKE - that stands for Peter Kane Enterprises - a full-service investment firm - is offering you a golden opportunity. I'm willing to take all of you on as clients, to manage your money and make you all rich.

What am I offering? I'm guaranteeing you at least an eighteen percent return on investment. [ Which is really good, though he mysteriously looks a little disgruntled when he makes that promise. He could do much more, but...he'd sooner that it not be really obvious that he's cheating using his Porter-given power. Sooner not deal with the SEC... ] All I ask for is a five hundred dollar initial minimum and a year guaranteed commitment. Which is low and generous. I'm going to be asking for much more from non-imPorts. [ When he's built up enough of a reputation to actually be able to pitch things to non-imPorts. This is less charity, more desperate nosing around for clients to build capital. ]

Contact me if you're interested in getting in on the ground floor of this incredible opportunity. Or you'll need to come to terms with the fact that you turned down the opportunity to make enormous amounts of money. So if you love poverty, feel free to ignore this message.

Kane out.
skyhiiigh: (Leave it to me!)
[personal profile] skyhiiigh
[A helmeted man in what appeared to be full Hero regalia focuses dead-center at the view of the camera, his coat and epaulettes fluttering in the wind, staring at it for a time as if he's either contemplating something or was just quite puzzled. In the background there were open skies, and it's hard to tell perhaps but there may have been a few birds here and there flying past or around him. Either he was up on top of a building on a roof of some kind, or he was just floating in mid-air.

Normally he'd have been on HERO TV even in this capacity when addressing the citizens. Was this a broadcast much like that? Given the phone they'd given him upon arrival was the only thing that appeared to be working however, he has little choice but to utilize it in lieu of his wristband that couldn't gain a connection.

Although the former King of Heroes was no longer taking orders from Agnes to get the "perfect" shot, it still seemed he wanted to pose just right, with his hands on his hips and then his arm lifting in salutation before long. It becomes clearer that yes, indeed, he's flying in the air, if the jetpack on his back was any indication. (Maybe the phone was floating too?) The stream of air he pushes through it brings him higher now and if he wasn't in costume, he may even have smiled.]

Greetings and greetings again! Is this not a strange, fascinating place we have found ourselves? I admit this is all quite new to me, but it is my deepest wish that if anyone needs my help, that they ask for me. I promise I will endeavor to do my best with all might!

[Maybe that's a little strange, that he's saying he'll help others, when it's more likely that he's in a position to be helped.]

I have agreed to protect the cities and its citizens, and so I say to you, my fellow Heroes, thank you and thank you again for your service! I am Sky High! And I am looking forward to meeting all of you!

[It was your generic in-service Hero spiel, of course, but how can he do anything else when he has very little else to go off of? They'd only given him so much information in the pamphlet. Still, he'd been attentive enough when it came to the details.]

Ah, before I make my rounds there was something I wanted to ask, if it is permitted! You see, I come from a place where NEXT are quite prevalent, but I've never encountered a place where you gain abilities upon arrival. I've heard that everyone has powers here. I don't meant to pry, I just have to wonder how that happened, exactly. They didn't really invite such questions when I arrived, you understand.

To anyone whose powers may have recently awakened...You may have difficulty controlling them at first. It's natural, however. You'll quickly get used to it, I assure you.

Thank you and thank you again for your time and consideration!


Apr. 7th, 2016 02:38 pm
wifeonmars: (The actors are going to play war with me)
[personal profile] wifeonmars
[The video opens on a patch of blue sky, with some birds flying by. The camera turns and there's a surprisingly green girl giving a smile and a wave. And apparently holding the comm with no hands. She floats (??) peacefully for a bit, wind catching her cape before looking at the camera again.]

Hey, everyone! I'm Miss Martian. But you can call me M'gann. Just thought I'd introduce myself. A-and even though I am actually from Mars, I promise I'm not here to invade or anything! I mean, an invasion of just one person isn't a very good invasion. And I'd probably go all undercover so you wouldn't even notice... It'd be pretty easy actually.

[She actually appears to be considering the logistics of an alien invasion before remembering herself.]

Anyways! I'm really excited to meet everyone and I hope we can be friends!
ichoosefight: (mind if I cut in?)
[personal profile] ichoosefight
Hey! So. I'm Stephanie Brown, I'm from Gotham, New Jersey. [ Hint, hint! ]

Apparently I'm going to be a media review host! I don't really know what that means, but I'll improvise.

I'm new in town, so, any advice for a newb? Places to go, things to see, coffee shops to squat in? I wouldn't say no to any tips for media reviewing, either. I'm not sure why they thought this would be the job for me.

So, that's all! I just want to chat, really.

[ If you recognize her, or Gotham, or a combination she wants to talk to you privately please. Otherwise this is tOTALLY NOT SUSPICIOUS, NOTHING TO SEE HERE. ]


Mar. 29th, 2016 02:21 pm
poppedballoon: (Pots of Gold)
[personal profile] poppedballoon
Okay, okay - whoa, don't move so much, Demon Box! I've got to get it steady.

[rustle rustle, whisper whisper - and then the audio switches to video. There is what appears to be the world's tallest nine-year-old on some ocean-side cliff, waves crashing behind him and the wind whipping past (perfect for dramatic effect, of course). His hat is three sizes too big for him, his clothes are dirty, and the red cape he's fashioned around his shoulders (stitched with sequined stars and glittery, gold words like 'WOW' and 'AMAZZING') isn't winning him any fashion prizes either.]

HELLO! [he raises his arms] I AM - !

[- he drops the phone. As he scrambles down to get it, it quickly becomes clear that he's not freakishly tall, just standing on top of the Luggage. In fact, it becomes clear that he's scrawny enough one of those stiff ocean breezes could probably bowl him over and into the water. (Although maybe that would at least wash some of the dirt patches off his face - this kid clearly hasn't seen a bath or a house for a few days.)]

Whoops. Er, here we go. I'll hold it better. [and his hat, since it's trying to blow away on him.] HELLO! I AM RINCEWIND THE SUPER MAGICAL!

[he pauses patiently for applause.]

As a Great Wizard, me and my Demon Box want to let everybody know that we're here to help everybody with whatever they need! We can kill monsters and bad people, or demons, or whoever! You don't even have to pay us. ...Although a snack might be nice. But you don't have to if you don't have one! Great Wizard heroes always help, no matter what!

And we're both real fast, so it doesn't even matter where you -

[there's a hard wind and Rincewind trips backwards, about to go over the cliff - !

Only he doesn't, because he's suddenly snagged behind the back by a huge, mahogany red tongue from the Luggage. The little wizard just laughs once he has his balance again, giving the box a rewarding pat on the lid.]

That was a close one. But anyway, yeah, I'm Rincewind! So just call out if you need saving by a Great Wizard, okay? I'm here to help!

[ video ]

Mar. 28th, 2016 06:37 am
tweaker: (snarky ☣)
[personal profile] tweaker
[No, that's not Eminem. That's Jesse Pinkman, just two years younger but looking more like ten years younger (because the meth business will really do a number on you).]

Yo, okay. Maybe you guys can explain something to me, 'cause I been trying to be all open-minded about this shit but I'm starting to get the feeling I'm on an episode of Punk'd or something.

Help me out: If superpowers are real, how come I don't fucking got any?

I been trying, you know? Not jumping off any buildings to see if I can fly, 'cause I'm not retarded, but like... If we're in Comic Book Land now, I feel like I oughta see some evidence, yo. Where's the TK? Where's the laser eyes? Do I gotta go radioactivate my ass first? Somebody point me in the direction of the nearest toxic waste dump.

Come on, don't tell me I'm the only guy having this problem around here.


Mar. 23rd, 2016 08:27 pm
airshow: (I just did a sobriety test in a tutu.)
[personal profile] airshow
If you could anonymously mail one person a huge box of glitter, who would it be and why?

[ A blond in a very special hat and shutter shades is hanging out in a brightly lit tiki bar, sipping on the world's most obnoxious looking drink.]

Also, hey, in case the hat didn't tip you off, it's my birthday! And because I'm feeling generous, drinks are on me. Stop on by [ he flashes the menu, featuring a cartoon parrot next to the name of the bar ] and bring me presents. Or just help me figure out what to do with this pony I rented? He answers to Poptart and I'm pretty sure he grants wishes.

[ There is, in fact, a Shetland pony with a unicorn horn strapped to its head wandering around the bar. It's covered in glitter. Please save it. ]

[ the accompanying log, open to all! ]
alreadywon: (red robin! YUMMM)
[personal profile] alreadywon
[Hello, Network. You are being treated to a text post with an ID of “????”. Yes, it just consists of actual question marks.] I’ve been thinking: coming here could be an opportunity for a new start. I’ve spent a lot of time under legacy mantles and I don’t regret it, but maybe it’s time to try something new. I’m just spitballing here, but:

The Gray Ghost. Pros: sounds cool, very few people would remember what it's from. Cons: stupid-looking goggles.

Nightwing. Pros: cool-sounding, no one’s using it right now. Cons: plagiarism, probably couldn’t take previous Nightwing in a fight if he shows up and objects.

Albatross. Pros: bird theme, pre-existing mythology. Cons: depressing, no one has time to explain Rime of the Ancient Mariner in the middle of a fight.

Blackbird. Pros: also bird theme, simple, great song. Cons: ????

Eagletronic. Pros: patriotic, sounds like the name of the robotic bird leader of a team of cartoon kids who Protect Humanity and Learn Valuable Lessons every Saturday morning. Cons: this is a bad superhero name.

Ghostborg. Pros: is probably the nemesis of Eagletronic. They used to be friends, but circumstances forced them onto opposite sides of the law. Cons: I'm just pitching a Saturday morning cartoon now. I think this is why the professionals don't use superhero name generators.

I now open the floor to the distinguished audience for suggestions.
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[personal profile] herstarlight
No matter how close I stay to the forests of this world, I cannot escape how woefully inept I am when it comes to technology. Most of what exists in my "house" is unknown to me, yet I take it the objects are placed there for my...comfort?

I do not need to sleep and I can go quite some time without food. I fear most of the "comforts" are lost on me. Still, I should like to know how they work.

If anyone is willing to assist, I would be grateful.
justanotherlink: (Genuinely happy.)
[personal profile] justanotherlink
[For people that know Pacifica, she's been...subdued, of late. Even after months, she has never really adjusted to being outside of Gravity Falls and losing the inherent power base that being Pacifica Northwest gave her. She was self-aware enough to know that she could be...frustrating...when she wasn't adored, and she hadn't quite sorted out how to deal with that here.]

[It was why she had never made a public video post on the network, because she didn't feel sure enough in her footing and her backup that she wouldn't say the wrong thing and ruin everything. But either she's feeling better, or recent events have surprised her enough that it's about to change.]

[When she turns on her phone, she's sitting on a bench in the park in Heropa, with a pile of magazines next to her. They're all brightly colored monstrosities with IMPORT BEAT written in fancy but unfortunate script at the top, and pictures of various imports on the covers. She's holding one in her hand, though she has the cover bent so you can't see who's on it. Oops.]

[She looks a bit baffled, honestly, when she starts to speak.]

I just got interviewed for a magazine? And like, apparently they've been wanting to interview for me a while or something? But they kept missing me or...I don't know, it all feels kind of crazy? Like, if I were home it would make sense, people wanting to interview me, I was- [She hesitates. Important? Famous? Was she, really?] It just would have.

But here, jeez. It's a fashion blog, or I guess a column if it's in a magazine, or something? They've been taking pictures of all the clothes I wear and it's actually kind of a little creepy but totally a compliment too right? I'm in like, four of these things.

[She shakes the magazine at the screen.]

'Cause there's a whole magazine about us. Kid imports. And a website and blog and they're all talking about us all the time. And there's other ones too, for like...old people, I guess.

[That was rude probably oops.]

Not that there's anything wrong with being old. I mean. I guess we all get that way eventually. [Not if she could avoid it though.] But their magazines are way more boring than this one.

Uh. Anyway. [She had a point.] Oh right! So, I guess I never really actually introduced myself on this thing the way everyone does. So.

[She straightens up a bit on her bench and...did her hair just get shinier? It may have gotten shinier. And then she smiles that winning smile of hers. None can resist.]

I am Pacifica Northwest.

[In spite of everything, she still says that like it should mean something.]

I've been here for a while, but I still probably don't know a lot of you so, why not fix that now, right? Hi!

[There. She felt better. She settles back into her seat again and then shakes the magazine at the screen.]

Anybody else end up in this thing lately? Lemmie know and I'll find you in here. Heck, you might not even know you're in here!
heymcfly: (∞ temporal history)
[personal profile] heymcfly
[ The video starts with Marty holding the communicator really, really awkwardly. Behind him you can probably see a line of freestyle soda machines behind him. Marty has a dollar in his hand, but apparently something's not working for him. ]

Okay. So...ah, I'm Marty. I guess I'm new? I don't know if you gotta introduce yourselves or anything when you make a new one of these, but...

[ He gives the communicator a sheepish kind of shrug, unsure of whether he wants to feel stupid holding a camera like this, or feeling uncomfortable because people were looking at him weird. ] ...right. So I got a question. I guess.

So these touch vendor-things are everywhere, right? How the hell do you get your soda?

[ Marty turns the video to the machine, where he presses his finger against 'diet coke' on the main screen and then mashing it against the PUSH button. ] I press diet coke on the menu and it takes me to this thing where it shows me all kinda of flavors, but it won't give me my soda!

[ joke's on you marty, you have to select the big fat diet coke button before you can get your soda, duh. that's probably why people are looking at you weird.

Eventually he just lightly taps the toe of his shoe against the bottom of the machine. ]

This thing sucks. I don't even like coke.


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