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[A fan of the 5 o'clock news? Tuning into your favourite drama or sitcom? That's too bad, because the Soviets have something in mind. Abruptly, every single channel will go blank, only to be replaced with a single news channel. Some may recognize Tara Lynn Shaw, the All-American sweetheart from Channel 6 News with tastefully dyed red hair, dimples, and a big old smile. Her usual job is to reassure the American people that everything will be all right, from stories about rescued puppies to stories about heroic nurses going above and beyond the call of duty.

Her trademark dimples aren't on display today; her mood is distinctly somber, and the American flags in the background of her news station have been taken down, the backdrop replaced with a solid red. She stares into the camera, then looks down at the place cards in front of her.]

Good evening, citizens of America. This is the Soviet Union speaking. You have been left to run rampant for far too long, and we have seen great irresponsibility and suffering as a direct result of your actions. It is for these reasons that we have chosen to intervene.

We have established control over Nonah, Heropa, De Chima, and Maurtia Falls. You may not enter, nor may you leave, but you needn't worry. This is but the first step towards a more peaceful world. Provided you maintain the peace, no harm will come to you; you are instructed to simply continue going about your daily lives. You may find this change startling, but we assure you, you will feel used to it soon enough. If you do not maintain the peace, however, measures will be taken, measures that your previous government wholly failed to take.

ImPorts, you are to attend a 5-day Seminar at Cape Canaveral's Royal Mansions Resort beginning tomorrow at 10 AM sharp. This is not negotiable. You will not be harmed, but appropriate measures will be taken should you choose to be tardy or absent. The Porters will be available to you all, Registered or not; there are absolutely no excuses for your absence.

You will be weapons of the United States of America no longer.

[With that, the broadcast comes to a halt. No American news stations will be playing, but all non-topical entertainment will continue playing as normal.]

[OOC: While this post takes place on national television, please feel free to use this post to have your characters discuss this exciting new development!]

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Jan. 17th, 2016 12:24 am
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For those of you who don’t spend most of your evenings searching for yourself online (there’s no shame in it) I’m about to gift you with something you’ll totally thank me for later:


NSFW and R rated, ladies and gents, but it might just be the greatest website ever created. Check it out. A lot of natives have taken a lot of time to make something like this, the least you could do is show them your support.

You’re welcome.

[Any daring to check out the site will find a growing number of porn images, all photoshopped with various imPort faces, some poorly edited, some rather impressively done, but all entirely fake.]
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[personal profile] insatiableinappetite
[What a week. The face of the blonde appearing on the feed has less of his usual icy poise and looks more worn out. He's currently holed up in bed. He looks more worn out and inconvenienced, his blonde hair scuffled and bags forming under his eyes.]

Let it be said that there hasn't been a challenge I haven't been able to overcome.

That being said, I prefer not to do it again. Which is why I'm taking the next couple days off and making use of these 'bath bombs'. Did you know each one has a different set of oils, scents, and colors? I didn't.

It's one of the few good things I've learned from this experience. Another is to try to avoid the Heropa downtown area if you can't help it. Some advice to all you new people.

And for those of you I'm rooming with, I want complete quiet for the next few days. I need to rejuvenate myself.
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[personal profile] sidecars
[ Why look! It’s a professionally edited video directed by April Ludgate uploaded to the network! Boy oh boy! Golly gee! Let’s all watch!

It starts out with a shot of two boys, dirty and in worn-out clothes as they squat in an alley watching imPorts and natives walk past them. It’s kind of weird how they aren’t looking at the camera at all; it’s just these somber, million mile stares when a voice starts. ]

There are tons of orphans in Nonah and De Chima, but today you can help two turn their Christmas dreams into a reality.

[ The video then fades into another scene of the boys walking along before cutting to a familiar face. A song begins in the background from a solo guitar. ]

Hi. I’m Dick Grayson, and for just a few dollars spent, you can help. [ Then it shows Bucky Barnes and his fellow orphan kids doing some avant-garde staring at anything but the camera. It’s some heavy shit here guys as Manolo Sanchez comes into view strumming along and singing something akin to Sarah McLachlan and her sad ass songs. ] These boys need to know that there is still good to be found in these trying times. With enough donations, we can help them. By renting a helicopter and flying them through the city they belong to.

[ Yep, you heard right. These kids want to do a fly over their city during Christmas. Heart warming, isn’t it? Now Bucky is holding their hands as they all look deeply into the camera. Manolo, though, he’s still singing his heart out behind them. You are doing a bang up job there, sir! ]

Will you be the one to make their Christmas wish come true? Donate today.

Please send monetary donations or whole helicopters to this number: 1-800-555-ORFN. Any questions will be forwarded to April Ludgate. [ So basically don’t ask. ]
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[personal profile] superposition
[Those who've met Qubit may notice something a little different about him in this video: namely, that his skin's literally glowing. He's attempted to figure out the dimmer switch on this power, but without much success as of yet. Anyway, he's had a lot of other things demanding his attention.]

First of all, I'd be very surprised if anyone's managed to avoid hearing about Sunday's attack on Heropa yet. If you hadn't, well, now you have. Congratulations on being the last one to the party.

Second, I've more or less figured out how the assailants 'ported in. [He holds a small, high-tech-looking disc up to the camera.] These. They're conduits for a remote teleportation matrix. Analogous to receivers, in a sense. We found them hidden under the emergency vehicles present at the scene. So keep a sharp eye out for more like them. If you find any, report them to someone immediately; then disable or destroy them, if it's safe for you to do so. I can't stress that enough. What happened on Sunday had "opening salvo" written all over it, I very much doubt we've seen the back of those maniacs.

[He puts down the device and rests his chin in his hand.]

What I haven't figured out is what they did to our powers. Can anyone shed some light on that? [beat] Not literally, of course, obviously I've got that covered. For the record, I'm supposed to be technokinetic. Somehow I wound up with healing abilities, as well as... whatever this is. [He gestures vaguely at the whole ... glowiness thing.] I mean, it seems completely arbitrary, but there's got to be some connection.

Anyone else who was affected, here's my question for you. Question and a half. What power are you supposed to have, and what do you have now? With any luck, we'll start seeing a pattern, and that'll put us one step closer to reversing this. Thank you.

[He reaches for the camera, then remembers the other thing he was going to say.]

Oh, and on a related note, if anyone happened to pick up my watch that night, please get it back to me as soon as possible, before it takes your arm off. I am not exaggerating. [He is exaggerating, but not by much.]


Nov. 29th, 2015 08:38 pm
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[personal profile] mammal_robot
[At some point, Robo was able to acquire a webcam of some form, so he was finally able to transmit video despite not being able to use the touchscreen of his communicator.

More importantly, he'd spent the last few weeks talking business with various people off screen. It turns out there are people who would be a little less stringent on who they give a business loan to if the person involved is an ImPort, and so the robot had managed to put down some basic framework for his new business.]

Well that was a busy few weeks but as everyone was so eager to point out, there's not a lot else to DO around here.

I am happy to announce the official founding of New Tesladyne Laboratories. It's not much, yet, but I have an office, and patent pending on a few little gizmos from back home that I'm sure SOMEONE will be interested in producing. That means I'm gonna have money coming in, and I'll need something to do with it.

SO, if you are of a scientific persuasion, I may have a position available for you at Tesladyne Labs! Roboticists, physicists, biologists, geologists...I'm looking for anyone who's willing to poke the edges of human understanding of the universe and see how it pokes back. We also do consulting.

My main goal is getting multiple heads able to focus on a dimensional portal project so we can all get out of here, but I figure in the mean time if you have any side projects you want to work on, I can probably get a lab set up for you soon enough.
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[personal profile] anxiogenic
[It's been almost half a day since his release from jail, yet Crane's burying himself in research. His message is posted to the network in the evening. Oh, they may not like it, but they'll all give him an answer - one way or another - all they have to do is respond.]

Since the day you are born, you are taught not to fear. Verily, you are taught to gain wisdom you must conquer fear. There are those who like to point out that, in the face of courage, fear holds no power. There are those who like to say much about how he who hath overcome his fears is truly free. They don't say much in simple terms about the true nature of horror. They make assertions. Simple statements. Declare things to be so. You can believe in fear or you can reject it. But fear is not something you can outrun. It is within you, and nowhere at all.

You can say there is no fear. You can say there is no fear until you turn blue in the face. Your words will not change the feelings within you upon reading this message. They won't change the fact that you stand uneasy before your own terrified thoughts. And those thoughts make no difference to me. You can deny that fear exists, but that doesn't change it. Fear came into this world to teach you things. It came to keep you safe. Your own minds are wiser than you know. They know that fear is always with us; yet you never think it is an emotion you must deal with one day. You send down your eyes. You deny yourselves an awareness of its power.

There's no salvation in ignorance. There's no strength in ignorance. There's no wisdom in ignorance. Whatever fault you believe is rotting you to the core, the cause is fear. Fear does not cease to exist because it is ignored. It's settled. It's living. It's changing. What you believe of fear in this life doesn't determine how it affects you. When you all open your eyes, you live in fear. Fear is an emotion, my friends, that has plenty of patience. It awaits you. It awaits you in the morning when you open your eyes. It awaits when you close them at night. It doesn't matter if you deny it for a hundred years. It won't bother fear one bit.

Now I say unto you; the real tragedy is when men are afraid to accept their fears! For whosoever accepts their fears awakens in a place beyond his wildest imagination.

So tell me, imports. What is it like knowing I am out here? Are you frightened? Scared?

What terrifies you, I wonder. What are you scared of?

[He is the worst anon. He doesn't care. He wants reactions. Their reactions.]
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[Good morning ImPorts! Your wake up call today consists of a pair of blue eyes and a nose peering at you from a video feed for several seconds, before the head those are attached to moves back.]

Hehe...oops, forgot the camera was on...

[Now that he doesn't have his face pressed to his communicator's camera, one can tell the owner of the face is a young man with brown hair and a green beanie. He gives the camera a quick wave before talking.]

Sorry about that, everyone! New phone, bit of a learning curve, y'know? Anyway, I'm Fred and this is the first trip to the east coast that I can actually remember. And while I don't need help getting settled right now, I do want to meet like, all of you. So if you're watching this, SAY HI or shoot me a text or something.

I'll be waiting.
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[personal profile] sleight_of_hand
[There's a bit of a scruffy individual appearing on your screens today, looking rather small and out of place in what is apparently his new room, from what little is seen of the background. He looks like he really doesn't want to be doing this, but... when in Rome, right?]

Uh... guess it's only polite to introduce yourself on these things, right?

[He fidgets, having trouble looking at the screen.]

Detective Tohru Adachi, formerly Inaba PD. Ah... nice to meet all of you? I guess?

[It's a moment, before he finally lets out a sigh, his face scrunching up at the camera.]

I'm not even really sure why I'm here. It's not like I'm anything special.


But, uh... I'm in Heropa, building thirty. They've assigned me to be a traffic cop, so... be sure you park your cars right! Heh heh...

[He's smiling, but it's obvious he's dying a little on the inside.]

[If anyone in #030 wants to talk to him personally, he's sitting on his bed, looking like he's trying not to take up too much space at once.]
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[personal profile] glitterateur
[The video feed turns on to show the inside of a regular ol’ glitterbombed government house. For a couple of seconds the only things visible are two old men doing a very bad job of pretending to ignore each other in the background. The two old men-- get this!-- look super similar. Almost as if they could be… twins? Whoa.

But then the view switches to the familiar happy face of Mabel Pines. Mostly familiar. There’s a lot of weird colorful liquid splashed all over her face. It’s probably rainbow paint! Please be rainbow paint. Then Dipper pops into view looking as nerdy as ever. Possibly sweatier.

Hey everybody really nice to be back we missed you! --we would’ve missed you if we remembered we were gone! Okay but really important question how much school did we miss?!

Did we miss Summerween in October?!

[That seems to rouse the grumpy old men from their silent babyfight, and the one not wearing the turtleneck yells his Stan yell.]

For the last time Dipper, it’s Halloween. Halloween. The one that’s actually on the calendar. You haven’t been in Gravity Falls long enough for it to make you that weird yet.

It’s the same thing! Also does anybody know how to get unicorn blood out of acrylic wool blend?!

If it’s anything like human blood, don’t worry, we’ve already got it covered. Just get me a bucket. Two buckets. We’re dumping one on Dipper, and opening a window.

[This gets the attention of the other old man, who, for some reason, looks mildly alarmed at the suggestion.]

No! No. We should save that. It might be valuable.

You know what’d be valuable? Shutting your yap so I can get this done before it dries. Besides, you can still keep your creepy blood water, it’ll just be diluted.

And compromise the integrity of the sample? That defeats the entire purpose, Stanley!

[And with that Mabel makes a cutting motion across her throat and Dipper turns the feed off.]

[It's a Pines bomb! All four Pines (Stan, Ford, Dipper, and Mabel) will be commenting around. We are so sorry.]
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[personal profile] insatiableinappetite
[You kids and your modern tech. Despite all the explanation he's received, he's not as comfortable with handling his comm as a video machine yet. He's sticking with the cellphone method of contacting the method for now.

From the sounds of traffic and general ambiance he's outside in a general city setting. His voice is soft and gentle, nearly reaching monotone levels. Unlike some people, he can handle a change of location.]

Good afternoon. I received all the basic information upon my arrival so it's safe to assume most of us are on the same page.

However, some of you can inform me on some lingering questions I have.

First, what's a good gym in the DeChima area? I like to keep my health. Second, are any of you skilled in tailoring? After my first paycheck I'd be more than willing in soliciting your services.

But one good turn deserves another, doesn't it? So while I am afraid I lack great physical strength or high intelligence, I am willing to offer my years of diligence and sales experience to assist any of you in any way I can. Thank you.
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[personal profile] disrobes
[Settled carefully in her living room, there's the faint sound of voices in the background that indicates Satsuki is watching television.]

I had intended to put myself through viewing this for the sake of research in furthering my own current assigned career, however...

[Her face contorts into an expression somewhere between confusion and displeasure.]

I cannot understand how any of these people are meant to be the next top anything with their lack of self-control.

[...yeah, she sure is watching ANTM for research. Someone's voice rises in the background and Satsuki calmly picks the remote up and mutes.]

Such behavior... it's disgraceful.

[And yet, she can't stop watching.]


Jun. 14th, 2014 10:36 pm
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[personal profile] heartlessglitch
My analysis and records of previous Network communications indicate that it is ironically common for this holiday to be marked by a series of posts to the Network airing grievances of a paternal nature.

Personal experience suggests that fathers are rarely the heroes portrayed by commercial greeting cards.
I sometimes wonder why society feels obligated to celebrate such a holiday at all.
If the subject of fathers is so controversial, perhaps it is better unheralded.

As a matter of academics and curiosity, I will pose a brief series of questions to the Network, as is traditional under these circumstances:
Did your father love you?
How do you know?


Jun. 2nd, 2014 11:40 pm
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[personal profile] underhandedness
[ Kira can be seen in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up as he slices some vegetables. He's doing his best to not show the fact that he's incredibly stressed by the situation - anyone paying attention to his hands may notice that he has been bitting his nails, leaving them pretty short. ]

You probably get a lot of questions from newcomers, don't you? It must get tiring after a while.

Nevertheless, I'm going to ask you to bear with me for a moment. For those of you who had to find a job on your own, did you experience any difficulties in particular? I... was given a job I don't really feel qualified for.

[ To say the least. He's meant to be the display manager of a gallery and his only interest in art is fairly creepy and not suited for polite conversation, let a lone a job. ]


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