Jun. 5th, 2017 11:12 pm
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[The video opens with an image of a man sitting on his wheelchair. The grey fishbone suit jacket seems almost a little too formal on top of a nice turquoise knit of his sweater and the Burberry check of his quilt that's spread over his legs. He has crossed his fingers on his lap and seems to be addressing the recording device while leaning a bit forward, as if he were worried his words wouldn't carry far enough. Cut him some slack, he's used to the 80's technology.

A calm, enduring smile has curved over his lips and blue eyes seem steady, no nervousness to be detected. ]

Good day to you, fellow imports and others who might have access to these recordings. I'll start by introducing myself, to those who aren't familiar with me. I am Professor Charles Xavier, recently brought to this situation, like I imagine has happened to quite a few of you. I would like to address the network for a few matters that are of both personal and public nature.

Firstly, I would like to welcome anyone who has problems with adjusting to their possibly new powers and abilities to contact me for help. I have decades worth of experience from mentoring powered individuals. If you need help, do not hesitate to contact me.

[ He takes a moment to consider his words, looking at something else beyond the camera lens. Then with a mild clearing of his throat, he continues: ] My second matter is much more personal and not as much an announcement as it is a request.

I've been notified that I've spent some time in this place before. Several times, apparently. I'd love to get together with those of you who have known me before, fill these empty spaces in my memories if you will. Please, contact me.

[ With a brief nod, Charles reaches for the device, about to close it off. ]

And of course, stay safe everyone.


Jun. 4th, 2017 07:28 pm
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[Sabriel's in her office at RISE headquarters- it seemed the appropriate place for this announcement. She's pulled on her armor and surcoat, her expression serious and solemn as she speaks.]

Major General Armstrong has been Ported out. As of now, I'm RISE's commander and I'm naming Jacob Taylor my second in command. [And then her tone shifts, becoming stern and businesslike.]

For those unfamiliar with us, RISE is a group of registered imPorts who work with the government to deal with dangerous imPort criminals and other problems local authorities can't handle- which seem to occur on a somewhat regular basis, and perform outreach to make sure our community has a good relationship with the local population. Our headquarters is in Martian Falls, but we operate in all the porter cities.

I know some of you have had bad experiences with governments in your own worlds, so let me assure you- we're not going to lock you up unless you've committed a crime and it's part of your sentence, or force you to fight battles you don't want to, or investigate you for being openly critical of the government. [Especially since shes privately suspicious of them herself.] But if you cause harm to the people of this world, or your fellow imPorts, then we'll have a problem.

I'd also like to announce that RISE is seeking new members. You need to be registered and not have committed any serious crimes in this world. Beyond that, I just need you to be comptent and ready to work with a team. If you're interested in working as a field agent, I'd like you to be proficient enough in nonpowered combat that you won't be helpless if hit with a nullifier, but we can use more than just fighters.

If you have any further questions, ask them here, or stop by Helix Station and ask them in person.

[More information about RISE and sign ups can be found here or contact me at [ profile] sarahthesilent]
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[For now it's just a voice and that voice has a gravelly sound and a vaguely European accent. There's a no nonsense edge to the words.]

The name's Cad Bane and I'm seeking some information and some work.

I'm not sure I like a place that gives you a file on your life and recruits you without any negotiations on the paycheck. So right now I'm looking for a better deal. If it can be done, I'll get it done - even if you don't think it can be done - but don't waste my time with any tiny offers of payment or favors in return. You get what you pay for and I'm the best.

What jobs do I do? I'm leaving this open. Everything is negotiable.

Now, about this place and the people here. Tell me something more than what the official word is. Make it worth my while.
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[Crane's calm, polite voice says inquisitively.]

For those who believe in providence; does this world's existence solve any of your big questions? For those who repudiate the irrational, do your answers to life's mysteries remain written in stone?

[He musters all of his carefully-rehearsed self-control to question a topic he isn't fond of.]

My fundamental question is does this world affirm the existence of the divine? I must say; if you take the positive view because you are a member of a pantheon, then that's a strange way of attesting your strength. Divinity is given power by its worship, do you realize? What's divine here other than your celebrity? Well, leaving aside for a moment the Porter. Lucifer is no more powerful than anybody. Inanna is no more powerful than anybody. Persephone is no more powerful than anybody. And, funnily enough, Woden is certainly no more powerful than anybody.

Emerson said, "Every man is a divinity in disguise, a god playing the fool." I think that makes the question of how a God feels about playing the part of the Fool quite relevant.

That's all I've got to say. I'm going to slip off to work. Thank you for listening.

01 | Video

Jun. 3rd, 2017 01:27 am
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[The camera turns on, a bit unsteady at first, though it gets adjusted to give a better view after a moment. The man operating the camera is older than the average imPort, with a streak of white in his hair that's clearly from actual aging as opposed to the normal white haired pretty boys of the imPort population. Though faint, the camera's audio picks up the rain of De Chima in the background, which serves as background noise when the man speaks with what is very clearly a Russian accent.]

Hello, everyone. I am Doctor Anatoly Eldarov, and I would like to start off by apologizing if this video is poorly done. I am still very much getting used to this. Not just this as in the States, though that is obviously a massive change in and of itself, but the technology. This place is a good sixty years in the future from when I am from, so, well - I know they say you cannot teach an old dog new tricks, but it seems to me a prudent thing to attempt to catch up on all that has changed, if only so I don't become a burden on other people or make egregious errors when attempting to operate technology or talk about modern current events. If anyone else has come from the relative 'past', and can advise me on how to proceed in learning about what I have missed, I would be incredibly thankful for that.

And if anyone could tell me if there's a synagogue in De Chima or near enough for me to regularly attend, that would also be appreciated. I tried but I am afraid I am still woefully unskilled at looking these things up on the internet. Hopefully I will improve on that front with time.

Thank you in advance for your assistance. [And with that, he carefully turns the camera off, smiling slightly, as if relieved that went well.]
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they talk a lot about right and wrong. what stops you from hurting someone, what eats you up from the inside out if you do.

so what if your skin doesn't crawl when you hear someone scream in pain?

what if you feel no pain when you see someone's legs break right at the bone

what if they didn't remind you of anybody you cared about? what if the blood or whatever didn't make you think about going to hell or puking up your pancakes or crying or anything

what if you knew how not to get caught

what if it was fun

what would stop you from fucking people up

edit for ooc: Kavinsky is writing from inside a psychiatric ward and being monitored to an extent. I will be assuming that any communications marked 'private' need to be too garbled or distorted for surveillance to pick up, but everything else is fair game!
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[ The video opens with Luke, just Luke, looking tired and worn, like he hasn’t slept for a million years. The picture is aimed slightly to his right, just so the viewer can see the wall just over his shoulder. He’s in the common room of Han’s apartment, not that that is immediately obvious, outside of the dazed and confused-looking smuggler just barely out of view. ]

Ah… so… I have a little problem right now.

[Han’s voice comes in, just out of view:] There’s no problem, I keep telling you, I’m fine. [This would be more convincing if Han’s voice wasn’t shaking a little.]

[ Luke’s gaze shifted off camera, giving him an exasperated look, before continuing: ]

My friend has a little problem; he can’t see right now and while the blindness is temporary, he’s… being himself.

[Oh wow rude. Han’s voice breaks in once more:]

It ain’t a problem! Look, my eyesight’s getting better. I can see a big light blur now. [He’s clearly bargaining, from his position on the couch covered in a warm blanket that somebody from the base very kindly gave him. It is not a strong position.

It also doesn’t help that he sounds like he spent hours out in the cold.]

[ Luke let out a stressed sounding noise, giving Han a look that practically screamed not to get off the damn couch, before he turned his focus back to the communicator. ]

...basically, I need help dealing with this.

For the last time, I’m fine! [Han again, interjecting from the couch. He sounds like he’s dying to get out of here and is willing to prove just how Totally Fine he is.] Here, see? Anyway, I’ve got something to do—ow!

[ That didn’t sound good. That sounded like Han, currently blind, bumped into something. Luke stared at him for a long moment, before he let out a suffering groan, planting a hand against his forehead. ]

I’m going to sit on him at this rate. I’ll take any suggestions anyone might have.

[ooc note: Luke, Han. both will reply.]
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Important question:

Do birthdays still count if you're dead and don't have Calendar Man hanging around reminding you of important dates anymore?

Asking for a friend.
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[So. There's something a little different this time, when Yuu turns his phone on and records. He's paler than usual. His eyes are still that same vivid green that probably stand out all the more amid his dark mop of hair, and it might be debatable if his now slightly pointed ears can be seen underneath said mop of hair. But it wouldn't be so easy to hide his fangs as he speaks.

Which is precisely the reason he's addressing the network. Not the least because it's sort of meant he's been a bit of a homebody/hermit during the day for the most part while he's been adjusting to the 'now being a vampire' thing. There's a possibly familiar head of blond hair next to him, Mika sticking close as usual, but moreso recently in keeping an eye on Yuichiro in all this. But there's a wave, possibly a little faster than Yuu intends, not to mention the glimpse of his fangs as he smiles almost sheepishly.]

So ah, hey everyone?

I guess this is kind of half an announcement and half...I dunno, questions time or whatever. I kind of took up an offer from someone and. Well, now I'm a vampire myself. So if people have missed me at school or work, that's why. If people want to ask questions or lecture me or whatever, go ahead. But I was just wondering, if anyone else had changed too. Either here or back home. Not necessarily with being a vampire, but. How you guys adjusted? I have Mika helping, and I already knew the basics. It's just the little things that keep tripping me up. Not to mention my hearing now, but it's mostly my strength.

[He rubs a hand through his hair at the back of his neck, glancing to the side for a moment. This isn't easy. Nike already knows. But none of his other friends. He figures this being the easiest way to go about letting everyone know. Even if he's keeping quieter about the other development from the previous month of May.]

I was figuring, I'm almost finished with school anyway. But there's those ah, what are they called, correspondence schools? That might be a better idea for now. I....I think that was about it. I'm not sure if I want to ask what I've been missing while I've been mostly adjusting to all this yet or not.

[Because there's likely been one or two things. At least. If not more.]

009 Video

Jun. 1st, 2017 10:30 am
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Criminals. I need criminals.

[A pause as his brain is working too fast for his mouth to catch up.]

I need to know any ImPorts who have a criminal history, recent or otherwise. Anyone who's had a history of violence, and/or theft.

( video )

Apr. 4th, 2017 09:04 pm
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[ It's taken Jean a couple tries to actually get the hang of this since technology like this doesn't exactly exist in 1983 but... she thinks she's got it, seeing her face appear on the video screen suddenly.

Or at least... she did a couple seconds ago. Now it's gone and left with a black screen?

A little more fiddling and she discovers she accidentally pushed the button to the lock screen on the thing. Getting it back up, there's a redhead looking into the camera now, holding it back some since she feels like it's a little too close. ]

Hi, sorry. [ She smiles a little and gives an awkward sort of wave. Yeah, really cool, Jean. ] Gotta say this is a little weird to be talking into a camera like this.

[ There's a bite to her bottom lip and she glances off camera for a second before she looks back with a sigh, fingers running through her red hair. ]

Anyways, I don't suppose someone could recommend the best thing for sleep? It's just been a little... difficult lately.


Jan. 15th, 2017 10:18 am
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[OOC: The following message will be sent approximately 6 hours after the prison breakout of the 417. As always, telepathy posts from Charles are OPT-IN, it is completely your choice to have your character "hear" him or not. Also responding to this post is NOT considered permission for him to read your character's mind in any future encounters.

His range allows him to reach all 4 porter cities, so this is open to all characters who wish to opt-in.]

telepathy )


Oct. 19th, 2016 09:26 am
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[ Oh, look, it's Kitty Jones. She seems a little tired - though you'd only know it by looking at her. Her voice is unchanged from normal. Indeed, she speaks with her typical firm bubbliness - a cheerful, kindly tone and an adorably youthful London accent obscuring the fact that her speech is (as usual) a bit on the manipulative/calculating/forceful/aggressive side. ]

Hullo, all. First, a job offer. I run a charity garage. It does pretty good work - we fix up and build really, really good cars, and sell 'em to the richer members of the local populace, and then the proceeds go to fund public transit in Heropa. Anyway. I recently... [ Just a little flicker in her smile. ] Lost an employee. So if there's anyone out there who's good with cars or mechanics or whatever, I definitely want you.

[ And now to the less businesslike portion of her announcement: ]

Anyway. Obviously there's been a lot of talk of elections lately, and there's also been a lot of cynicism about the whole electoral process. For obvious reasons. Since there are some politicians who are lunatic idiots. So I guess I just wanted to throw this out there, 'cause all of you have so much different experience from different worlds.

Who had power, where you're from? What was the government like? And were they good - just - or unjust? What do you think's the best form of government? How much power should the people in charge have?

And if you could build a government, build a country from scratch, what would it look like? Would you limit the freedom of the press, or would everyone have the right to speak? Would you build social programs, or would you leave people to fend for themselves? Would you go after warfare and expanding your borders, or would people live in peace?

[ These questions are a little bit leading. Perhaps. ]

Anyway. Share your thoughts, please.


Sep. 21st, 2016 06:23 pm
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[ This was not the route Charles wanted to take with this. But his attempt to handle it privately and internally had been met with the same level of dismissal as the conversation he and this version of Tony Stark had back in April.

Which was to say, complete dismissal.

After speaking with Peter, Charles had spent a few hours on the top of the roof considering his next move. Tony was … Tony had been his friend. One of the first he’d made upon coming to this new world, second only behind Erik and at times a support for him when Erik had been … Erik.

He didn’t want to have to do what his gut was telling him needed to be done, but if Charles had learned anything from tangling with En Sabah Nur; if he’d learned nothing else from Raven, Hank and Erik … he’d learned that he couldn’t just bury his head in the sand and hope for the best. Hope was important, hope was vital but it could be just as destructive when not balanced with the resolve to do what needed to be done, when innocent lives were on the line.

Though he had now been awake for almost two days straight, a fact that might be noticeable to anyone who knew him well, the professor was sharply dressed (three piece suit and all) and looked resolute from behind his desk. He had been busy, from well before dawn and up to this point.

He had shifted pieces all across the chessboard and while he did not delude himself in to believing that Tony was even in check, Charles knew the next moves would require aid from the imPort community as a whole. ]

Good morning.

It is with great regret and sincere apology, we must announce to the world that an internal investigation has revealed that the StarkTech “4” application is an abomination and an expression of the weakness and failure of its creator; Mr. Anthony Edward Stark.

[ Peter Parker is standing behind Charles and to the right, leaning slightly on the desk to keep himself in frame. Where Charles is dressed to the nines, Peter looks like he’s come straight from the lab--rolled-up sleeves, goggle hair and all. He sways forward as though he’s about to cut in, then just as visibly bites it back before he waves Charles to continue. ]

Non IC cut in which it comes to light that Tony Stark is an ass. An even bigger ass than usual )


Aug. 10th, 2016 12:13 pm
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[ The video clicked on to show a man, sitting behind a large desk with a bright smile on his face. He was dressed in a sharp three piece suit and a mug of tea sat beside his hand. ]

Good morning.

Many of you know me but as we've had some new imPort arrivals, please let me introduce myself; my name is Professor Charles Xavier. For those of you who are familiar with me, I promise I'll try to make this short.

[ He grinned, obviously well aware that sometimes he could ramble on. ]

One of the projects I'm involved with, along with several others in our community, is something called the Maria-Francis Foundation. If you live or work in and around De Chima some of you may be aware of the building currently under construction or you may already be assisting with it. If the latter, you have my sincere gratitude.

I merely wanted to take this time to remind people of the Foundation's function, which is to provide imPorts with opportunities and support in offering humanitarian aid, not just within our own cities and country but globally as well.

[ His smile grew, widened with an expression of pride as he continued. ]

We've had excellent response to the initiative so far and we are always looking for more volunteers and contributors. Our abilities are varied, unique and this is an opportunity to help the world understand that they are not to be feared; that we are not to be feared.

If you have any questions about the Foundation, some of our previous projects or any questions, please don't hesitate to contact me. I am available over this device or if you'd like to speak in person, I'll be at StarkTech in De Chima, all day.

[ With another warm smile, Charles reached forward and disconnected the video. But as promised, his device was set to receive for any questions. ]

[OOC: Okay!

So the Maria-Francis Foundation is a low key, mostly handwave project that was ICly conceived as a way to show the native population, both in the US and abroad, that imPorts and their powers weren't all about destruction.

ICly the Foundation has been mentioned here in this kick off post as well as on the Majority Report.

OOCly there was a quick run down about how this works and there is a housekeeping post where we keep track of who has volunteered/been involved/etc.

Also OOCly there is the building effort for the foundation and as mentioned on that post the September Swear-In will involve a ribbon cutting ceremony for the new building. ]
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[The video that opens up on the network offers a scene of opposites. Aral Vorkosigan was a stout older man, square jawed and dark eyed. Wearing a pressed uniform, and sitting in formal attention, he's far more used to public address and time-lag communication than the casual back and forth of the network.

Sitting beside him in a bright and airy sundress, with vivid, curly red hair and bright grey eyes, Cordelia Naismith Vorkosigan leans against him, smiling and elbowing the stern man in a teasing fashion as he begins the ... incredibly formal address.]

The Vorkosigan House will be seeking a small number of employees for residential aid. In particular, those with skill in organization, cleaning and cooking are encouraged to reply. Pay will be equitable to market, though up for negotiation, live-in accommodations provided and not docked from salary should the applicant wish to remove themselves from government housing.

Please direct inquiries and offers within.

[He's clearly got this talking to the kids thing down.]

((OOC: HELLO looking for new CR to drag in, enjoy the country life, horses, dogs, espionage and bad decisions. Certainly nothing could go wrong with this.

Both Aral and Cordelia will be replying to this post!))
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[The wayward spell hit Qubit early in the morning, when he was still groggy enough not to notice anything awry. But at first glance, it didn't seem to change anything... except his plans for the day. Originally he was just going to go to work, like usual, but now... He's put this off long enough. Longer than makes sense, actually. Why didn't he do this back in August? There was a need for it then, and there's a need for it now. And that settles it. He'll put out the call at once.

The post is a video, which is unusual for him, but for some reason people tend to think you're not on the level if you stick to text. Which is ridiculous, but whatever, he's got nothing to hide.]

Good morning, imPorts. I know many of you know me, but for those who don't, my name is Qubit. Now, I'm not one for superfluous chatter, so I'll get right to the point.

The Earth I'm from, like several others represented here, is home to a fairly large number of superheroes. In particular, I work with a team called the Paradigm. It's a group of extraordinary people, dedicated to defending the planet and its people from threats both supernatural and mundane. [And he is so proud of them, you guys. They are so alive right now, you don't even know.]

Sadly, thus far, none of them have joined me on this ... extended jaunt. [He waves one hand vaguely, as if this whole thing is little more than an inconvenience to him.] But our mission still applies. And to that end, I've decided to extend a call for new members, effective immediately.

[Sternly, he holds up his index finger.] Before you reply, though, a few things you ought to keep in mind. First, and most important: the Paradigm does not kill, full stop. If you have a problem with that, don't bother applying. Second: no children, for reasons I dearly hope are obvious. And third: this is going to be a small team - no more than six to ten people - at least for now. Mainly due to logistics. If everything works out, perhaps we'll expand the operation in future, but one thing at a time.

[With those ground rules out of the way, though, he's back to a confident, inviting smile. He has no reason to believe it won't work out. Why wouldn't it? The last time he put out a call like this, he turned up more volunteers than he knew what to do with.]

I've set replies screened by default. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask. I look forward to working with you.

Qubit out.
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What is justice?

[From behind an unblemished wooden desk in his home office Yuri addresses the network for the first time since his return to this world seven months ago. Behind him, the shades hanging in the window have been drawn and little of the day's late afternoon light seeps through. Before him, his hands are folded neatly together and a mask with wide, lidless white eyes sits front and center gazing at the camera.

It is silent confirmation for those of you who did not already know or perhaps did not wish to accept the truth: he is Lunatic.]

Legally defined, justice is the moral administration of the law and the fair and impartial treatment of all individuals who fall under it.

It is a concept in which one man's understanding of what is right and wrong has no place and must instead remain separate from human will. It is a concept which I have disregarded for some time in favor of pursuing my own idea of justice or, more accurately termed, vigilantism.

[His pause there is subtle, a nearly nonexistent hesitation to proceed that only those more familiar with him might perceive.]

You may be wondering why I've thought to mention any of this. Allow me to explain.

On the night of April twenty-third, acting on my own and entirely separate from the knowledge of my imPort peers and from RISE, I took the law into my own hands and pursued with the intent of executing one Ken Kaneki for the crime of obstructing justice. I failed to subdue him and, as a result... [The admission is bitter and heartfelt at the same time, ridden with the guilt he feels at having inadvertently caused so many to be put in harm's way, as well as a modicum of fear for what may follow in the wake of his confession.] a result of my carelessness and personal quarrel with immorality, many innocent bystanders' lives were changed forever—some nearly lost—when my actions pushed a young man over the brink.

[Even his own life had hung in the balance that night. All the lives that shouldn't have been in peril had been jeopardized because of him...]

I wish to accept full responsibility for what happened.

[Because Haise Sasaki has given him no other choice. But also because his conscience has been like a noose about his neck ever since.]

Whatever consequences the law sees fit to levy...this time, I will not run.
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OOC: The following return shenanigans is entirely Opt-In ONLY. Even opting in feel free to have your character experience as much or as little of what Charles' bellowing. Here is his updated Permission Post there are some mild spoilers on it, nothing huge. As always, an exchange here does not give blanket permission for future psychic shenanigans.

[ Today’s trick question; what happens when you take an angry telepath, gearing up for the fight of his life and yank him across an inter-dimensional portal into another world?

Answer? ]

Beneath the cut, with the potential for SPOILERS )

[ooc: Feel free to respond to him telepathically OR devices will also work. ICly, responses will be delayed on his device due to the scolding he'll be getting for this. ]


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