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HELLO UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, THIIIIIS ISSSS SMILES FOR MILES )

Unless you want the clueless public to decide who's the best dress, I suggest you message me. I'd rather have imPort submitted content about imPorts than being forced to read anything that might come from the same fingertips as that pile of bear poop disguised as a script.

[ Filtered to Woden. ]

Is what we talked about ready?

[ Filtered to Littlefinger. ]

I have something I've been working on. When are you available?

[ Filtered to Yusuke. ]

Are you still alive? I haven't heard from you in a while, and I'm running out of things to wear on TV that I like. [ ooc: mai's job is a talk show host, so if you have any ideas for a news segment (or want something your character did to have a morning segment for the possibility of that viral marketing tho) hit me up!!! ]

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Jun. 18th, 2017 11:34 am
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[ Cisco is trying his best to put his best foot forward with this advertisement, so he's going out of his way to actually capitalize words and use proper punctuation. Be proud of him. ]

Ladies and Gentlemen of the ImPort community, my name is Cisco Ramon, and I'm here to offer my services to you. The Porter brings us here, gives powers to those of us who don't already have them, and the Government wants us to use those powers to fight crime as heroes. For some people, that's just another Tuesday. But there's a whole subsection of the ImPort community that doesn't come with pre-made costumes or alternate identities.

Ramon Tech is here to help.

Back home, I outfitted Central City's heroes with the clothes and tech they needed to fight criminal metahumans. We're talking the Flash, Kid Flash, Jesse Quick, Vibe, and others. My tech has made it to other cities, times, and alternate Earths. But you don't have to take my word for it. I have examples of my work to show you:
Attachments:

Feel free to contact me here or via my personal line. All client identities are kept confidential. I'd be happy to answer any questions you might have, or set up a time for us to meet in person.

Thank you for your time. 🖖

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Jun. 8th, 2017 01:03 pm
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[ let’s start with important things. After a sigh, he finally starts: ]

Hinami-chan has left. I know some of you know a bit about our world, but I want to assure you that she is fine. [ well. As much as she can be given the situation ] I come from three years ahead of her and she has grown to be an amazing person, strong and still very sweet. She is alright. [ And that’s why this isn’t as difficult as he thought it would be. Because of course Hinami couldn’t live here forever, but at least Kaneki knows how she is now. ]

Also, most of my employees were ported out, so if anyone would be interested in helping out at the :Re Café, spots are open. Until then, the coffee shop will only open from 4pm to 2am. [ it’s an unusual schedule, but of course he is thinking of the vampire clients and similar ]

That aside- I have been here for almost three years and I realize that I barely know anything about computers and technology. [ he means hacking. ] I should have done this long ago – is anyone willing to teach me how to hack and how to work around with technology? I can pay, if necessary, and I’m quick learner. [ VERY quick, actually. Which will be very helpful ]
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[The video comes on, revealing a very unsteady view of what appears to be the inside of an elevator shaft. As the video comes into focus again, it centers on one Lance--and the back of Keith's head. Lance is in blue, Keith in red.]

Hey everyone. I'm Lance--[The video shifts enough to catch Keith's profile. A scowl clearly present--achieving the angle for this shot is probably not comfortable. It shifts again to highlight the fact that they are in fact climbing up the elevator shaft ala Emperor's New Groove...just with actual clothing on.]And this is Keith...Welcome to Jackass.

Lance are you serious? Put that away you need both your hands for this!

[The feed pans back to Lance, an amused and easy going grin present on his face.] Lighten up Keith! We're perfectly--[And that statement is cut off by a sudden slip in footing.] Okay we were perfectly balanced...

[Keith groans, and leans his head back against Lance's.] Look we're not going to get out of the elevator shaft if you don't stop filming and put that away.

All right all right...[Lance takes a glance over his shoulder before pulling the camera in close, taking the chance to stage whisper.] For the record--Keith's the real jackass...

LANCE! [The feed finally goes dead, either from a hasty attempt on Lance's part, or Keith finally managing to make a grab for it--it's a mystery.]

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May. 23rd, 2017 08:11 pm
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Hello? My name is Sansa Stark.

[ Right now the video is zoomed in to show Sansa from the shoulders up but it's easy enough to pick up on the fact that she is outside somewhere and there are people around her. There are soft murmurs and the occasional noises that sound like someone taking pictures. She is doing her best to ignore it all, though, focusing on the camera with a tense expression. ]

If anyone out there knows anything about flying, I could use your help.

[ She almost hates to ask for help because she has been doing her best to fly under the radar (haha). Except it seems that she can't anymore and it becomes clear why when she turns to someone so she can hand them her device. When she takes a few steps back, one can see the wings stretching from her back. Magnificent wings that are so dark they appear black but one could almost pick up on the shimmers of red as well.

Glancing over her shoulder, she watches as they stretch enough that the small crowd that has gathered around her needs to move back. Focusing back on the camera, she frowns. ]


I don't know how to control them.
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[The video, when it begins, is on a loop: three minute segments of anonymous space, with a steady stream of white noise.

The white noise continues until, eventually, it is broken by a voice thick with electronic distortion.]


Hello, imPorts.

The natives here are more than happy to believe that their government is looking out for their best interest. The same cannot be said for us, the imPorts: we who were dragged here from our homes, assigned houses, powers, jobs. Categorized, classified, tracked, yes, and monitored, paid off within a meager system of incentivization and reward, motivated by our own complacency to both sit down and shut up. From the dawn of imPort history it has been left up to us, the imPorts, to figure out this whole new life beneath these new and foreign stars. And does the government care? No. Not as long as you follow their rules. Do they care about our best interests? No. They only care that we abide by their rules.

We are the Constellation, and we are here to tell you that we do not believe in these rules. We have been hard at work figuring out our new lives, for you. And we have found that while we were busy not trusting the government--they have been just as busy not trusting us.

We, the imPorts, are not favored children. We, the imPorts, are not cherished heroes. We are the ones who are watched, always, by the most fixed and sleepless and critical of eyes.

We have a list, imPorts, a list that we are leaking to you now, live, for your perusal and your understanding.

Fuu Hououji. Commander Shepherd. Lucifer. Jacob Taylor. L'Arachel. Daisy Johnson. Count Dooku. The Doctor.

This, fellow imPorts, is a watch list. A list of your brothers and sisters who the government deemed watchworthy. People of interest. Some of them are still with us. Some of them are gone. And whether or not any of these people are worthily deemed dangerous, we want you, the people, to know: this is what happens when you go against the grain. Labeled as agents opposed. Granted their freedom under secret scrutiny. Catch, and tag, and release.

To those who will, inevitably, dismiss this list as inconsequential: stay tuned. This is not the only list.
And this will not be our one and only release to you, our public.

Remember: the only power that we have, imPorts, is the power that we give to ourselves. The only limits to that power are the limits that we allow. Do not forget this. Consider yourselves warned.

[The video of space continues for another minute after the voice ends. The volume of the white noise increases until it is, abruptly, cut off with a burst of static.]



[as per last year's watch list.]
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[The video feed opens on a television set currently playing Nonah News. The lead reporters are just finishing up their segment and signing off to the Weather Man. Said Weather Man is a tall, blond man wearing a blue suit. Despite his smile, he looks deeply uncomfortable and nearly misses his mark to begin. Nearly.]

Good morning Nonah! I'm Andrew Pulaski and this is the Weather the Weather Corner! This next week is looking to be a sunny one, reaching highs of about 88 degrees. It's time to put away those winter clothes and break out the summer wear. [Even as he's pointing to the weather chart behind him, he keeps his eyes glued towards the camera-likely focused on reading the prompter.]

The lows are staying at a mild 70 degrees, giving us a lovely week to look forward to. As for the weekend, expect sunshine with no sign of showers in sight. Back to you in the news room!

[As soon as the weather segment ends the TV is shut off and the camera shifts around to face its owner, none other than the Weather Man himself. Andrew smiles a little awkwardly.]

Okay, so it's clear I didn't miss my calling as a Weather Man, but go easy on me. I've never been on TV before. [Pause.] At least not on purpose. But that's what I'm here for; I'm curious if any of you have any tips you can give me. But let me stop you before you say 'don't stare at the prompter the whole time'. I've heard that one loud and clear already.

And, just out of curiosity, how many of you have been assigned a job you're actually qualified for? I'm like ninety percent sure we're being trolled with these job assignments.

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Mar. 31st, 2017 07:33 pm
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Choose your own adventure story.

Ready? Go!

You awaken from a deep slumber to find yourself in a forest. You have no idea how you came to be here, sprawled on ground, but at least you feel well-rested. As you sit up, you realize that you're on the edge of a wide, worn path. Ahead of you, the path forks. To the right, the path continues well-trodden and obviously more well-used. To the left, the path is still clearly visible and unobstructed, but is obviously doesn't get the same amount of use. Do you...

A. take the path to the right?
B. take the path to the left?
C. take the path away from the fork?

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Mar. 29th, 2017 11:16 pm
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[He seems to be doing a bit better, though he seems slightly haggard, like he'd been stressed lately. Obviously, between being haunted by physical manifestations of guilt, to the cave in, plus the nonsense that had just happened...losing Dorian did bother him, and he dealt with all of this the best way he knew how. The Work.]

For future reference, to anyone out there... if there's a strange murder, or any sort of mystery--call me.

Don't bother if it's a boring one.

I'm taking about locked room mysteries, weird stuff, the inexplicable.

If it's over a 7 I may even personally, actually go outside to have a look.

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