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[ Freddie....sounds way too smug about herself. ]

I'm afraid that Dog Fancy will lose a devoted columnist, because I've decided to take up what I'm best at. Tattlecrime: Heropa is now up and running. It...is admittedly a little bare bones at the moment, mostly because Heropa tends to be obnoxiously squeaky clean compared to Baltimore.

I've been thinking about branching out to Nonah, De Chima, and Maurita Falls as well. Thoughts?

[ she sighs, obviously sort of 'whatever' ] Anyway, check it out. I'm sure a few of you will find some stories very interesting.

[ and then she inserts a link to the Tattlecrime homepage. Unfortunately, thanks to a certain hacker who was inspired by a certain bait shop owner...the font of the entire web page has turned to comic sans. Freddie doesn't realize this until the web page is live for at least a few minutes. Then, she quickly edits this in text: ]

We're sorry, Tattlecrime: Heropa is currently experiencing technical difficulties.

on another note anybody good at web editing?

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Jul. 12th, 2014 07:33 pm
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[This wasn't exactly a welcomed trip. Usually when he took a holiday, he put great thought into what location he wanted to be in, when he wanted to take it and what sort of environment he was committing to for that time. This was a rude intrusion on his life, something he had little control over and hadn't been asked to do. And that frustrated him. Not that he's showing it. Like most his emotions, they remain internal, nothing showing but vague bemusement as he prepares to test out this new phone he'd been given

Time to see just what sort of people he was working with now.]


I always find it's so unfortunate to have to introduce yourself when the circumstances are not of your choosing. It detracts from the more social element and it never comes out as you'd want it to. Can seem forced, even. So you'll have to forgive me for being a little glib, I'm still finding my feet.

[He clears his throat, a half sincere smile on his face, trying not to seem too controlled about his emotions, that'd make him stick out as much as a man panicking to an unsettling degree. He seems almost genuinely bewildered, though in relatively good spirits about it.]

I'm Doctor Hannibal Lecter, for those wondering, and I'm sure it's fairly obvious by now I haven't been here long. So if you'll humour me, I have a few questions. I'm sure that given the situation, the same questions are asked almost endlessly so I'll try to avoid the cliché.

[Which was complicated given that he wasn't entirely sure what the cliché was yet. He had a few theories, given what the most common questions would be from any confused and concerned person, lost in a new world.]

I'd like to know if there's any definitive way to get information here. Something that new arrivals could browse to answer all the easier questions. I imagine it'd save a lot of time for both parties.

Any help is appreciated and I'd be willing to return the favour. Working together seems to be the best way to navigate this kind of situation.

[video]

Jul. 12th, 2014 08:43 am
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[The thing about employing text is that when you start using it when all your broadcasts are in video, people tend to question why you've suddenly switched. So he makes the decision to instead compose himself as best as he can and use video instead.

Unfortunately, he always sort of overestimates his ability to compose himself. He certainly doesn't seem distraught, or panicked, or anything of the sort, but he's definitely shaky. This is definitely a far cry from his normal, slow, quiet, lengthy broadcasts.]


I'm leaving on a business trip abroad for...some length of time. I'm - not certain how long. Please don't try to contact me; I'll be far too busy to answer any messages.

Good day.

video.

Jun. 4th, 2014 02:09 pm
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Hello? Hello? Is this thing— yeah. Yes. Hey.... there. What up.

[ stiles peers into the camera. ]

So, uh, they spelled my name wrong on some of the paperwork, does anyone know where I could go to get that fixed up? I know it's kind of... people don't usually get the z in the right place, it's no big. I usually go by Stiles, anyway. So.

[ he shrugs, awkward, reaches up a hand to run long fingers through his hair and sigh. there are shadows under his eyes, like maybe he hasn't been getting enough sleep, or his iron levels are shoddy. ]

I was wondering, does concealer cover our brand new body mods?

[ he holds up his arm, where the tattoo, you know, completely isn't visible. ]

Not for like, nefarious purposes? It's just, I usually sleep like... hang on, I'll show you, like this:

[ he moves the camera, trying to prop it up to get a tilted shot of him tucking his face onto his arm like a pillow. it's mostly blurry, but you can get the gist. then he sits up again, fumbles with the device a moment. ]

You see my problem? Lights out for Stiles, and suddenly there's a nightlight less than an inch from my face. I'm having trouble sleeping as it is, and my room-mates are...

[ holding secret meetings while he's out? kind of scary? totally unhelpful? all of the above? he doesn't actually finish that sentence. ]

Uh, so maybe if it could be removed, or turned off, or just, blocked out somehow? That would be ... great. Yes. Cool. Thanks. Like, pre-emptively.
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[Buckle in, folks. Edgeworth's got a long agenda today, if the paper in front of him is any indication.

A few items of business.

First, the criminal calling himself Lucifer is still at large. If you encounter him, do not approach him. Instead, notify the authorities. He is to be considered extremely dangerous; if you engage him, you do so at your own peril and very likely death. Again, if you see him, report as much to the authorities, but do not engage.

[And with that grim warning out of the way - ]

Second, if anyone has either been given the power to influence thoughts, behaviors, and memories, or had such a power at home, please kindly speak to me. There's a puzzle I could use a bit of help on, and would appreciate it if you would consult.


Now. I also have a bit of a request - and I am perfectly aware of my phenomenal hypocrisy in making this request, since I should be the first one to follow my own advice. Still, please hear me out, and feel free to mock at me heartily afterwards.

As a prosecutor, I see a great many cases in which people have been murdered or injured because of an altercation stemming from an unkind word. I would not at any moment blame those who give insult for their own deaths; no; the fault lies squarely with the person who would take someone else's life. Yet at the same time, a loss of life could have been avoided if both people had just taken the time to be civil.

This is what I want to beg of all of you: be civil. It seems as though every day, people begin arguing viciously on the network. Every day, someone undertakes to be unkind for no reason other than to be unkind. And I truly do understand: all of us here are frightened, and homesick, and angry, and lonely. All of us want to revenge the wrong that's been done to us, and we so often turn to the nearest target to do so, and the nearest target is so often one another.

But it costs nothing to be kind to one another. There is no disadvantage in decency. We're all here in the same circumstances; we're under equal pressure; and none of us, with very few exceptions, want to see suffering or unhappiness amongst those around us. We're all just trying to get along - and we can all get along a bit better if we spare fewer unkind words for one another.

There are few things I can think of that would be worse than seeing your files cross my desk. I don't want to prosecute anyone's murder. And so I beg of you, first: please stay safe and cautious. And I beg of you second: be kind to your fellows, and try to promote harmony, so that there are no tragedies that come when the wrong person loses control.

Thank you all very much for your attention. Remember, if you ever feel unsafe or like you need help, call the authorities or a friend here on the network. We all just want to help one another.
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So, there’s a question I've become increasingly curious about the more people I've spoken to. What year is it where you’re from? So far I’m getting the impression that most of you are from the early 21st century or even before that. [Which is so ridiculously far in the past that she almost doesn't know what to do with it. It's definitely weird to think she's so far in the future to most people here, but it's also pretty interesting to hear about the past first hand. Even if it isn't necessarily her world's past. ]

For me it's 2514 and everything is pretty different than it is here. Earth is still our most populated planet, but we have colonies on almost all of the other planets, in our galaxy and outside of it. We have a very nice metropolis on the moon, New Horizon's Lunar Colony. We had a few civilian space stations that were metropolis size too, like Titan Station. It was built around the fragments of Titan, one of Saturn’s moons and it was huge. [She doesn't even notice that she slips into past tense when talking about Titan Station.]

I've honestly never spent very long on Earth, I wasn't even born there. What I have seen is pretty different than this place. I'd be interested to know what it's like in the year you're from too. Is it like this Earth, similar, or very different?

[video]

Mar. 22nd, 2014 05:49 pm
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[BUCKLE YOUR SEATBELTS IT'S GONNA BE A BUMPY RIDE
by which I mean no, Edgeworth just has a quiet, calm, thoughtful little tirade for you all]


Good day. I'm acquainted with some of you already; for those whom I do not yet know, my name is Miles Edgeworth, and I work as a prosecutor here. I hope that you will indulge me in listening to a bit of a speech.

I understand that here, as in the previous city - and as in the homes of many of you - there is a tradition of vigilantism. I do not come today to decry vigilantes as criminals; I know that those of you who engaged in such practices almost certainly did so out of a desire to protect your homes, to fight crime that could not otherwise be fought, and the like.

But anyone who is considering returning to such practices here - who is considering becoming a vigilante and acting outside of the law - I beg you all to take a step back for just a moment and examine your actions with a critical eye.

I know that it is easy to resent the law. We like to think of the government as some meddling busybody keeping us from doing what is fun. But laws are never written out of spite. They're written for protection: of you, of your neighbors. At times, they're written to protect people from one another; at times, they're written to protect citizens from the government itself.

Laws are in place to protect people. So if you choose to act as a vigilante, to break the law, what are you doing? You're trespassing against others. You're resisting things that were put in place for the protection of yourself and your neighbor. Police cannot act as freely as vigilantes, but for good reason: they're held in check so that they are answerable to the people and to they cannot do harm to the people.

So I beg of you, any who would turn to vigilantism: consider instead working with the police. Particularly given recent events, the police force here needs those who have remarkable powers to help keep the citizenry safe. You will not be able to act as freely, perhaps, but you will be helping the city - and helping it in a way where you will not run the risk of overstepping your bounds and causing hurt.

Thank you very much for your attention. I welcome any disagreement or debate, and will freely and gladly engage any who wish to speak about this.

voice;

Mar. 15th, 2014 08:18 am
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Between people arriving, and others trying to make people depart this plane, I'd say this place is doing very well for itself- Heropa is still standing. Though I do have to ask if those here of the law enforcement persuasion are actually working together, or doing their own thing. If you're not working together then you only have yourselves to blame for whatever happens. It isn't my job to lecture you on what is right and wrong; the majority of you are adults. Whether you act accordingly is an entirely different matter.

As Community Event Organizer, anything large scale should initially be going through me. Do not make me have to extend that invitation again. If I don't answer then it means I'm busy, just leave the message and be on your way.

[Cause you know, everyone talks at events, it's the best source of info in this dammed place.]

PRIVATE to John Watson, Molly Hooper )
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[Did you know you had a Civil War Museum, residents of Heropa? If you didn't, be sure to pay attention to what you can see in the background of this man's video. It's a wonderful museum, well organized and very educational.

The man in the video is dressed unassumingly in overalls. He's shutting a door behind him and locking it- obviously he thinks closing time is the best time to greet the rest of the network.
Well, it takes all kinds, doesn't it? His voice is calm and there's almost a neighborly tone to it.]


Hi- I'm, uh. I'm only new here so maybe there's a memo I missed or something, but I was wondering about what exactly we're supposed to be doing here. I'm a fairly simple kind of a guy- I like to call things how I see them. Call a pitchfork a pitchfork, you get the picture.

Now, I'm under the impression that I've been kidnapped and brought to Florida against my will. Not only that- but I've been branded like a piece of cattle. Yet some of you seem to be suggesting I've been done a favor of some kind.

[A pause as he locks the front doors of the museum behind him, checks they're securely shut, and moves away from the building. His tone begins shifts away from good-natured.]

That's a little rude, don't you think? Bringing us all here without any consultation and then asking us to thank them for it? That's fairly arrogant of them, right?

[Wait- was that a scream in the background?]

Now, I don't know you and you don't know me- but I'm sure there's a better way to resolve our differences than having all of us lying down in the dirt and letting them piss all over us.

[As he moves away from the building those of you who were admiring the fine architecture will notice that there are flames coming out of the windows. And yes- those are definitely screams you can hear now.

Lucifer is looking frankly into the camera once more.]


Just my take on things.


[The feed ends.


ooc: this is why you don't give lucifer a job as assistant curator at the local civil war memorial.

heroes- the poor people trapped inside the museum need your help! Lucifer won't be sticking around to deal with the fallout but please go ahead and threadjack to organise/actionspam rescues on this post!]
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[Kenzi gives a little wave to the camera before settling back on her bed.  What little of her room can be seen behind her is already quite the mess, clothing thrown over things, empty bottles of alcohol strewn around.  Yet, somehow, her bed is made, or at least the covers are thrown over it in a neat enough manner to appear made.

In the background Sir Apple, her pet fairy dragon, can be seen burrowing beneath a jacket.
]

So, hey.  I was thinking that maybe we could have a part of our own.  Something not set up by the government, something just for us to chill and get to know each other better.  Soooooo, how does everyone feel about a block party potluck?

Before you go and switch this off just hear me out.  Those of us that can cook and find ingredients similar to foods back home could bring a dish that reminds them of home, everyone else could just bring whatever.  We could set up some tables along the street or something, have everything set up for everyone to come along and pile up a plate of delicious grub.  We could have music and drinks and everyone could just relax for a day.

[The little dragon seems to give up on his burrowing and flits over to settle in Kenzi's lap.  She smiles down at him and gives him a little rub under his chin before turning her attention back to the camera.]

I figured since the weather is not too hot and not too cold it'd be pretty perfect for everyone to spend some time outside with everyone else.  Of course, there's a few things I'll need from all of you to get this set up if you guys wanna do it.  Gonna need some people to help with set up, gonna need some monetary donations to make sure we have enough food and all that, and I'm obviously going to need a rough estimate on how many people are going to show up.

I'm not even sure how many of us are here.  So a headcount might be helpful.

[She pauses, licking her lips as she tries to think of anything else.

Welp, I guess that's it.  Just let me know if you're interested.  If not too many people are I guess I could just throw a smaller party.

voice ||

Mar. 3rd, 2014 11:55 am
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[There’s a second of white noise, first, and then abruptly: a serious smoker’s cough--not someone clearing their throat, but someone coughing like they've been smoking for a hundredsome years.]

Sorry.

[Decidedly voice, not video--Mitchell’s tone is a little rough too, like he’s not exactly recovered from his cough just yet. Irish accent, nice voice, even if he sounds slightly embarrassed about the whole starting-with-a-cough thing.]

Look, I’ll make this quick. Most because--no offense--addressing a whole lot of unseen people is really weird. Don’t know how any of you got so comfortable with doing it. There’s a lot of weird shit here and I guess that’s the most minor of it, but come on. Way more narcissistic than bloody Twitter, even.

[An awkward pause, now, because what he’s got to ask, he’s not sure he wants to ask at large. Not with his name attached to it.]

These, uh. Files. The ones they gave us. What I’m wondering is, since we’re all from different worlds-- [Yeah, right, still not sure about that one; his scepticism might reflect in his tone a little.] --how the hell are they going around getting information on everyone? And why? ‘Cause they’re clearly not reading their own files very well if they’re casting every single person as a hero.

And while we’re at it, why isn't everyone more fucking indignant about some government organisation wire tappin’ your houses and going through your rubbish bins t’ get all this information on you? Thought America was s'pposed t’ be a country of people protective of their own freedoms, but I guess if we're all kidnap victims, we're just more relaxed in general? And I've not seen a single massive hamburger the whole time I've been here, by the way, so I’m a little disappointed in America in general. Way to fail t’ live up to the stereotypes.

...That’s all.
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[For a few moments there's nothing but silence, as if the user hasn't realized the device is recording. Once they do, however, a clearly young feminine voice begins to speak.]

Oh, it's--

[She clears her throat and tries to sound professional, trying to put her best foot forward but that probably won't last long.] Hello to anyone listening, my name is Ysvali Zoaramstar. I understand that we were given this strange device to communicate with each other, that's very kind of them.

[There's a pause as she considers what to say next.] I do have some questions, they didn't seem too willing to answer. So busy, rushing me off to this house. I've never seen a house like this before. It's so strange and confining and--

Ah, I'm getting distracted. Um, so this school thing? I'm expected to go yes? What do they teach there? And this job? Did everyone get a job when they arrived? Do they really expect us to accept it? Do I have to accept it? [There's a bit of a whiny tone creeping into her voice but she seems to realize this and quickly switches gears.]

Does the word Bangrahr or djinn mean anything to anyone? If not it's not big deal. [She just wants to know if there's anyone from her own world here. Although she doesn't realize that djinn is a pretty common term to multiple worlds.

She gives a thoughtful hum before deciding that's it for now.
] Thank you for your help.

Now how does this--

video.

Feb. 28th, 2014 08:28 pm
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[ when the feed clicks on, it's easy to tell that nick's in the kitchen, probably one that's similar to most in the issued residencies. his tone's a far cry from casual, but the fact that he's apparently wasting time at home at least offers some semblance of nonchalance. ]

My name is Nick Burkhardt. I'm with the Portland— previously of the PPB, currently with the... [ a pause, and extremely reluctantly: ] Heropa PD.

[ that's the formal introduction out of the way. which is the easy part; identify yourself, follow routine. going out of his way to make friends isn't something nick's done in a long time, which is probably going to be obvious in roughly ten seconds. his effort to drop the professional approach ends up sounding more neutral than genuinely amicable, but at least it keeps this from sounding like a full-on interrogation. ]

I wasn't planning on getting a tattoo, but given the choice I'd have gone for something a little less on the nose. And while I'm sure cops everywhere would appreciate the vote of confidence, something tells me this place is working with a flexible definition of the word hero.

[ definitely a judgement on what he's seen on the network rather than any kind of careful introspection. no offense. ]

Everyone's talking about whether or not we should register. I'm wondering what gives us the right to in the first place. [ a slight pause, and then he has the decency to sound a bit wry at his own expense. ] So on a scale of recycling to wearing spandex, how heroic do you think you rate?

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