Feb. 14th, 2017 09:08 pm
rideme: (anyone seen my cow-culator?)
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So I'm throwing in with all the holiday chatter flying around. Partly, because, I don't get it.

Why's there one day where you have to be all sappy and crap? You just supposed to save up all the ... courting until today or what?

'Cause I'm gonna take a hard pass this year. And last year. So consider the Iron Bull back on the...

[He was going to say he was back on the market. But then he happened across a gift someone left.]

... crap. Forget that last bit.

[There's an awkward pause.]

Summary. Explain the reasoning with this "holiday", and is candy is still cheap tomorrow? I uh.

Made an oversight.
rassera: (I love this outfit)
[personal profile] rassera

You guys like fireworks?!

[Ah, there it is, the call of your Nonah resident fuckboy, Kaneda. A change of pace from the last time he showed his face on the network, that’s for sure. And still lacking any sense of volume control, we see. The feed clicks on, showing the boy in...Ken Amada’s room? It’s got a giant stuffed bear in the corner, a desk with what looks to be a boy’s winter homework, and a sleeping Koromaru on the bed. Not a layout you'd expect from a bosozoku biker to process of elimination in this house can only narrow it down to (1) Ken Amada.

Why is this in Ken’s room? A good question, since there's nothing really wrong with Kaneda's own room... Well, it is Kaneda, and he’s been known for his eccentricity...but also it’s been where he’s been sleeping the past few weeks. He won't admit it out loud, but Ken's been one of the major factors of him actually getting up and around the house. It just seemed natural to host it in that room, since he'd taken up residence there for the time being. He can’t really enter Tetsu--the empty room. And his own just reminded him of how alone he felt. He’s NOT having that.

Whether or not he’s shoving down his problems or truthfully moving past his best friend and adoptive brother’s departure is another story entirely. But with a new year approaching, it meant a new Kaneda, and he squared his shoulders, faced the screen, and took another metaphorical step. It was all he could think to do.


Right, fireworks. Kaneda is quick to show what this broadcast is about, holding up three plastic shopping bags one one arm filled to the brim with fireworks--an odd assortment, as if he’d been shopping at some weird explosives bargain bin. Don't ask where he got it. It start with an M and ends in aurtia Falls.]

Course ya do, what kind of person doesn’t like fireworks?

[His one free hand pats the bags with pride, dusting off his knuckles on his shirt. Confidence bleeds from him once more, it seems.]

Point is--I’m launching these tonight in the west Nonah outskirts.

Got nothing to do? I’ll be there.

[ooc: There’ll be an open log going up later today for the fireworks party! I'll edit with the link once I get it up. Answering this post isn’t necessary, but if you wanna chat up before then or ask Kaneda questions about his YOLO, feel free to!]
hardcorduroy: (well that was weird and gross)
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(it's a cool, brisk december morning as wendy sets up the cafe as per usual. and being wendy, who is a teenager, is naturally a little off at like 4 in the morning. and also able to tap into her extreme inner weirdness. so she decides to fire up a text at a good buddy of hers.)

hey when are you gonna ask him out also do you think pigeons have feelings bc i think they are soulless monsters i mean have you seen those dead beady eyes wtf

(she is fully expecting ulvida to kill her for this and it will have been a worthwhile death.)
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[One December afternoon as carols and the sound of jingle bells belt from every business' speakers, filling people with Christmas cheer (and exhaustion) weeks before the actual event, one imPort posts a text to the network.]

You'd think that with there being four of us ordering at least one of us would get our name right, right?

l o l no

[Attached to the post is a selfie of teens showing off their favorite signature holiday drinks, but the focus of the picture are the names -- confidently scribbled across the cup of each drink are Grant, Kenneth, Utah, and Moore, and anybody who knows these boys will know that those are pretty much the 4kids dub version of their names at best.]

Let's pretend there's a campfire and share some stories about ways your name has been spelled or pronounced since coming here. I'm sure it's happened to a majority of us. (´。` )

((ooc: Any of the boys featured in the post -- Gran, Kidou, Endou, Ken -- may respond to you!! Likewise, feel free to threadjack and hit up anybody and consider it a shitpost free-for-all. HAPPY HOLIDAYS.))
rideme: (Happy Moo Year boss)
[personal profile] rideme
ok get this

there is a bull for HEAVEN

like instead of IRON BULL hes like GOD BULL and shit can u imagine

hahahaha take that wolf god am i right

((ooc: you can thank this thread for the text here))


Nov. 23rd, 2016 10:37 am
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[ Congratulations, network. Today, everyone gets a video feed of a red hover truck, something leaning more towards the sort you'd find parked out on a farm and certainly not brand new, if the handful of dents and dull patches say anything. Still, it's not too bad!

A big ol' mastiff mix is hanging out in the front seat, paws up on the windowsill as he leans out, watching whoever is taking the video in typical happy dog fashion.

And today is the day the Pevensie farm finally, finally gets a better way to travel than with the horses.

[ That would be Hawke's voice and, oh boy, does she sound delighted. ]

Because someone just got an entirely official, most definitely not fake driver's license.

[ Which, even if she makes that sound a little shady, is true. Someone, somewhere, has made the poor life choice of signing off on her road test. ]

003; video

Oct. 17th, 2016 12:31 am
hardcorduroy: (maybe it's maybelline)
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(the feed opens to a rather familiar cafe in heropa, one many of the local imports might find themselves familiar with. that's right, it's the lucky cat cafe, slowly amassing more and more autumn decorations. cute miniature jack-o-lanterns on the window sills, strings of brightly colored leaves hung above windows and the doorway. she's making sure to get as much of the cafe in her shot as possible, without disturbing the patrons in her cafe. she props her elbow up on the table chin in her hand with nothing short of a welcoming grin. she's wearing a rather unique black shirt, covered by her usual green flannel shirt and her hair tied back in an all too messy ponytail.) Sup dudes! So, a lot of you probably noticed a while ago that Miss Cass left. She was a great person, a legitimately cool adult, and I hardly say that about anyone above the age of twenty-five.

(she chuckles a bit, trying to give off the impression that it was a joke, that she doesn't consider all adults to be lame. anyone who knows her, of course, knows that she means that as a compliment.) Anyway, I basically inherited the cafe, I guess? Meet Wendy Corduroy, new boss of the Lucky Cat Cafe! Who says you need school to run a business?

(she gives off a confident "yeah!" along with a fist pump to the air. she's definitely confident enough in herself to be able to run a business like this, that much is sure. it's not arrogance, just assurance in herself to handle what's been set before her.) So down to business, I'm still just a teenager, so I'm not the best at what I'm doing. The cafe could definitely use a few extra hands around while I figure out what the heck I'm doing until I get the hang of this business owner gig. You got any questions, ask 'em here, or drop by to see what's up. Whatever's cool, guys.

(she's about to hang up, before remembering one important little tidbit that... actually makes the smile on her face waver. in fact, she grumbles to herself for a few seconds before letting out an annoyed huff. her expression is nothing short of an annoyed scowl.) And, okay, in honor of the season, and keeping with Miss Cass' wishes, yes, we have pumpkin spice drinks and other "autumn specials" (said with rather sarcastic air quotes.) being served. So all you screaming girls in tacky sweaters and Ugg boots can come over and get your corporate holiday fake vegetables in a cup. Because why get decent pumpkin pie when you can get cheap liquid form that tastes absolutely nothing like pumpkin. That's basically it from me, guys, hit me up. Wendy is out, peace.

(wendy, that is not how you run a business... oh well. regardless, wendy signs off cheerfully, with a peace sign and all. she'll get better at this boss thing. someday.)

((ooc: hey guys! so seeing as wendy is in charge of the cafe now, i'll be handling the ooc aspect of it from now on. if your character is interested in joining the team, pm me or hit me up at [ profile] autumnpastries))


Oct. 9th, 2016 02:14 pm
ursawhiner: I fuck the shit out of houses. (I destroyed the shit out of that house!)
[personal profile] ursawhiner
[The video opens up on a familiar attic, with everyone's favourite nerd waving at the camera. For some reason there's what looks like a dummy with its arms raised and a sheet over it. Spooky?]

Hey, everyone! Dipper Pines again. It's October now, which means a bunch of things. Like... pumpkins! Big piles of leaves! Fake skeletons everywhere! I mean, along with the real ones. That... everyone has. Never mind.

Anyways, I'm here to talk to you about ghost protection. Things can get kind of spooky during October but if you're prepared, you won't have anything to worry about. You can focus on costumes and candy corn and... mid-terms. Maybe? Do any imPorts go to college?

First thing! This is a classic supernatural deterrent that you should already have on hand: salt. Basically you just kind of put in a circle around whatever you want to protect from demons or whatever. I don't think it works for really strong ones, but it'll keep most things out. Plus you can just buy the kind you use for salting your driveway.

If you already have a ghost inside your house, the best thing you can try is to trap it in a silver mirror. That part's pretty you just kind of-- [At this point, Dipper makes a sucking sound.] To get rid of it, there's a ritual and stuff. I'll put uh, a link at the bottom. Don't break the mirror or let the ghost talk its way out. For real. You might get turned into a tree.

Okay and seriously, don't do a seance. Ghosts are really annoying and talking to them doesn't do much, plus you're probably just going to end up with more. Silver mirrors are expensive!

That's pretty much it! Let me know if you have any questions, and avoid cursed doors. They either lead to another plane of existence or it's just instant death. You'll know them when you see them.

001: voice

Oct. 5th, 2016 01:42 pm
buttonedup: (ready ↪ she's stronger than you know)
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( It's taken Cassandra a great deal of trial-and-error to be able to use the communicator at all. It sits awkwardly in her hands, as if mocking her ineptitude. The thought of people being able to see her face, from a distance, is frankly unnerving, so she quickly discounts the video option. Writing is bad enough when it's ink on paper, so that leaves her with one option she understands, really: voice communication. There are items in Thedas that have a similar function, Cassandra knows, but usually they're not so... bright. And rectangular.

Now, she knows, she is just procrastinating, and she is not the type of woman who likes to waste time. She flicks the audio function, like she'd been taught, and scowls at the device as if she expects it to stare back. )

I do not like this.

( A moment later, it's as though she's just realised she's already turned pressed the button. )

Oh! It's...on?

( Of course it is. And everyone has heard her confusion. Why did anyone think this form of communication was a good idea again? She does her best to gather both her composure and her thoughts. She starts to talk in a clipped staccato: )

I shall be brief. I am not familiar with this technology. Obviously. I was merely wondering if anyone else here is from a world similar to my own. I would like to hear your experiences, if you would share them.

( And she ends the call there partly because she's not sure what else to say but mostly because she's still not convinced that this actually worked. )
rideme: (Were you grazed in a barn?)
[personal profile] rideme
[Sometime in the evening, after all this happens, there's the Iron Bull's unmistakable voice. Though, instead of how lighthearted it usually is, there's an edge to it.]

Hey! Any of you assholes out there ever wanted to go a few rounds with the Iron Bull?

Now's your chance.

[He'll send a photo of himself standing in the middle of a park in Nonah. There aren't many people around, somehow, in this location, but Bull shouldn't be hard to locate.]

I'm feeling the urge to hit something. Where's the Seeker and her stick when you need her...


Aug. 9th, 2016 03:56 pm
glitterateur: And yes, they are bleached blonde and spiky. (Let me get my balls out.)
[personal profile] glitterateur
[Oh good, it’s Mabel Pines. This bodes well! What doesn’t bode well is that she’s outside the mess that is Heropa 18, wearing a sweet helmet and with two piles of junk sitting on the front lawn visible in the frame. Piles of junk that might, in a galaxy long ago and far away, be a “pod racer.” Except these definitely have more rockets attached to the sides. Like, an excessive amount of rockets.]

Hey guys! Mabel Pines here-- oh and Dipper! [Who waves distractedly at the camera as he puts the finishing touches on his racer.] We just wanted to remind everybody to save the date. The date being August 31st! ‘Cause it’s our birthday and it’s gonna be a celebonanzapalooza to be remembered. We’ll be celebrating being fourteen-- totally seasoned teenagers!-- in major style. And all of you are invited!

[In the background, the pod racers gently lift off the ground. There's a faint humming noise and a weird glow. This actually looks like it might work?? Dipper gives Mabel a thumbs up and adjusts his helmet, only for one of the racers to make an alarming pinging sound and suddenly list to one side. He smacks something and everything straightens out.]

We really do mean all, even you new people! Every imPort’s a friend of the Pines family, except for that one guy and he knows who he is. Come by, say hi, get cake! Bring presents.

[Dipper nods at Mabel, and the twins snap on some sweet goggles in synch. Several pigs with fire extinguishers in their mouths stand at attention. Mabel makes to turn off the camera before she remembers--]

--and if you’re in Heropa we’re sorry about the noise!

[Mabel gives a jaunty wave and the camera turns off as they hop in their racers. The people of Heropa will get treated to some alarming drag racing noises and some minor explosions in the next few minutes. Everyone else-- hey, you’re invited to a party! If the kids are still alive to host it!]
wrightingwrongs: (48)
[personal profile] wrightingwrongs
What day is it!?

[ Hello, imPort network, that may be a voice you haven't heard in a while- owing to the fact that someone disappeared early last month- a certain birdly-lookin' fellow (not a full bird, mind you, but the feathers stick out behind his ears and just under his ridiculous spikes), as he whirls around. ]

I was just leaving to check on Edgeworth's house, and then - wait, no, I was in- someone in Europe? But I was just here! And-

[ He's pointing the device probably at some digital text that is scrawling across a billboard, that reads August 8th ]

Wasn't it July a minute or two ago? Am I going crazy? What- what happened? What did I miss? Hello? Anyone?

[ He will likely stay on video for a period of time, owing to the fact that he has no idea what else to do, just yet. ]
gemmeus: (❚ 004)
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[ Pearl has been here for over two days now, yet has only mustered up the gall to step outside once (excluding her arrival). She's been restless, unable to calm down for the bulk of those two days and it shows in her fidgeting.

She was also very hesitant to use the network since she'd practically be putting herself out there in front of possibly hundreds of strangers. But, well. Here we are. She begins with a diffident, shaky tone. ]

H-Hello, my name is Pearl Fey. I'm not very sure how to use a celery phone, but I'm looking for my cousin, Mystic Maya. She was - [ Pause. She's trying to remember the word. Also, she meant cellular, not celery. ] - kid... napped, by a very bad man.

If anyone knows who kid napped her, please tell me...!


Jul. 31st, 2016 06:54 pm
rideme: (And also to Moo Mexico)
[personal profile] rideme
All right. Sound off. Raise your hand, whatever.

Anybody else here got a problem with your ... new power crap suddenly doing things it really shouldn't be doing? I don't mean like shooting fire out of your ass.

I mean like suddenly that papercut you got a couple weeks back suddenly decided it would be fun to pop open again. Out of nowhere. While you're wearing white.

[He's exaggerating that last bit. He wasn't wearing white. But he thought it was necessary to add for clarification.]

[Anyone else suddenly have old injuries reappearing, long after they've been healed?]
driftsintobuffetline: (let me explain why you're WRONG)
[personal profile] driftsintobuffetline
[And Newt is back from his excursion through the Porter. Power update is go.]

(Private) Direct Call to Hermann )

(Private) Direct Text to Qubit )

Public Post

What the HELL? I go away for two-three--FIVE days and KAIJU attack the cities? Please tell me someone saved me a piece of the action. A brain? A liver? A spleen, even? ...A scale? And I hope it's been preserved, because I'm getting REALly tired of ground-up, slice-and-dice samples left out to decompose. Doesn't anyone have any appreciation for what I'm trying to do?

This is bullshit. Seriously. The most prominent kaiju-xenobiologist in this dimension-- It DID that on purpose!
rassera: (Goggles)
[personal profile] rassera
[It's been a long while since Kaneda had to think about preparing himself for the worst in this place. Maybe ever since the Perestroika Seminar things had quieted down to a relatively tame degree, but he's noticed he (especially him) have been getting too comfortable. Not that it's a bad thing--he certainly liked waking up in the morning and not having to fear for his life on a constant basis. But the reality being that the world now saw them as weapons and targets has never quite left his mind. America, for as much as it offered him and as better of a life as it gave him....was still America. And that's the part he hates most.

There's also Peter Pan to consider. He's not going to pretend that the issue of him being let go after four months isn't bugging him, and it's clearly visible when those brows furrow every time the topic's brought up. He needed new tricks to keep up with this guy.

For all his weapons stashed in his closet, he's certainly not going to be the one to say 'yeah, that's enough'. If he'd stopped before, he'd have been a lot less prepared for the events that happened. So when the feed clicks on, he's seen in HIS room for once, Capsule (his golden retriever) lying with him on his bed.

His request is fairly simple.

And it's something one wouldn't really be too surprised to hear coming from him.]


Anyone know how to use swords?

[Because he's looking for teachers.]
wrightingwrongs: (15)
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Hey there, everyone! I've got a question, that hopefully someone can answer.

[ There's a beat, a shuffling of papers. ]

So the classes I'm meant to teach are about wrapped up - just a couple weeks left. And since I had been wondering, before-

Who here is acquainted with the law, here? I assume I'd uh, need to re-apply for the Bar Exam if I wanted to practice, obviously. I just need to know who I need to talk to, if there's special requirements, for ImPorts.

Obviously, I'm not expecting a free pass, or anything, but I know there might be... differences in what I'm used to and here, so! I just want to get things cleared up and hopefully get on track to defending people once more.

If you've got any answers, feel free to get back to me!

Oh and, uh, to everyone else - nice to meet you! My name's Phoenix. I'm uh. Maya's friend, if you know her. I suppose I should have made that clear by now...
iamtetsuo: (manga - vulture)
[personal profile] iamtetsuo
[The feed clicks on to an extremely high view, focused partly on Tetsuo's face, the wind blowing his white hair erratically around. He's perched vulturelike on the support structures of one of the taller buildings in downtown Nonah, above the top floor, waiting for the wind to die down enough for him to talk.

And that's not even what he's here to talk about. Both hands are visible, and the camera is held very still; he's either got it perched on something or is holding it up with his powers.]

So, I've been thinking... We're all made out of elements and stuff, right? Carbon, nitrogen and water, things like that. All that boring shit they make you learn about in school.

[Apparently water's an element now. He pauses.]

But that's what I don't get. Ever since I really started to think about it... I keep coming back to it, you know? How we're all made out of a small list of ingredients...

[Sorry to anyone with a fear of heights - he reaches out to tap the comm and the camera moves dizzyingly downwards, providing a nice scene of lower building roofs, cars no larger than colorful beads, some trees... It pans out out to give a dramatic view of the rest of Nonah as he continues.]

But that same list makes all of this, too! What's the difference? How's something alive the same as stuff that can't be?
skyhiiigh: (Reminiscent)
[personal profile] skyhiiigh
My...apologies. I realize it's quite late. Many of you may be in bed already, as I too should be...There's a serious matter I wished to ask about if you'd take a moment and offer me a little of your time.

[Compared to his usual cheerful self, he seems quite solemn as he sat listlessly in his room. Out of desperation, he was turning to the network.

But that was to be expected, all things considered. This wasn't an easy matter to accept. Of course he should be happy that there was a possibility of Ivan having gone home, but he isn't sure. He's rather worried since there's no way of knowing if something happened to him when there were no signs of a struggle. Based on what he's heard before about a rash of kidnappings in the recent past, he cannot say.]

You see, a friend of mine who was roomed with me in Heropa #26 has recently..disappeared. I called the authorities and called them again, to report him as a missing person but they've seen no sign of him thus far. I realize it's only been two nights but. I looked and I looked, but he never came home from work. He was a cashier at KAWAII!! Imported Japanese Goods.

His name is Ivan Karelin, he's a friend and colleague of mine from Sternbild City. He's blond, and has purple eyes, which I hear is a somewhat unusual trait. He loves Japanese culture, and wears a purple jacket with the word "Japan" inscribed on the back.

[Unfortunately he can't exactly give away any more details than that, especially not concerning his alterego as Origami Cyclone.]

I fear something may have happened. I'm afraid I don't know exactly what happened. If you've seen him, or anyone matching that description, would you let me know? Thank you and thank you again.


May. 8th, 2016 09:14 pm
ursawhiner: and I am not one to argue. (He called it "ethically repugnant")
[personal profile] ursawhiner
[It's a little odd to see an audio post coming from this ID; the Pines are usually all about the video evidence. What's even more strange is that Dipper's voice sounds a little... squished?]

Hey uh, we're back! I mean, me and Mabel and the grunkles and Pacifica. Lots of stuff happened and there was a giant robot and some demons, but we're all fine. Me and Mabel got to celebrate our 13th birthday again, so now we're double 13. Or something. Sorry if we worried anyone!

Kind of off topic, but does anyone know how to turn your powers off? Pretty urgent, would really like an answer soon, okay bye.

[The Pines family and Pacifica have returned!]


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