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[Under usual circumstances, Tara would have made a video post without a second thought. But these aren't usual circumstances. She can decide how public to make her life now and she has no idea what to do about that. Not to mention no idea what to do about being alive again.

Still, staying cooped up in her room trying to figure out what to do with the new rest of her life is starting to get old. There's got to be something she can do to take her mind off things.

Despite the whirlwind in her mind, Tara's voice is utterly self-assured when she makes her audio post. It's a young woman's voice, early twenties but only barely. Her tone confident and aloof...or maybe just wary. Still absolutely polite.]



I have a few days to kill in Maurtia Falls, and I'm looking for things to do. I like art, fashion and music in particular. Something more interesting than the tourist attractions would be appreciated, though I'll take those too. Any recommendations?



[After a pause, she continues, her voice a less certain that it was before. Tara's never had much to do with animals, not even pets.]



And...does anyone know anything about therapy dogs?

[OOC: Tara will be replying with audio posts for the most part so I'll be using a mixture of masked and unmasked icons (since I don't have enough unmasked expressions yet). I'll try to compensate with text descriptions as well, but feel free to poke me if her tone is unclear. I'm happy to edit in more info as requested. Or, hey, awkward misunderstandings, those are fun too. /o/]
nextlevel: (vy001)
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[ The video opens on two young men sitting side by side on a couch, set up to address the camera together. One is younger, Japanese, with dark hair and glasses; he is way, way less enthused about this than the platinum blond Russian dude waving enthusiastically at the video feed. ]

Um … well … I’m … Katsuki Yuuri. [ He trails off, mumbling more about himself, but it doesn’t quite make it to the microphone. He seems wildly uncomfortable to be doing this. The last phrase sounds something like “nice to meet you” but it’s hard to tell. ]

[ The Russian chooses that moment to sling an arm around the shoulders of his embarrassed companion and lean on him a bit, his heart-shaped smile and handsome face gorgeous enough to be in a fashion magazine. He looks into the camera with no hesitation at all. ]

Hiii! [ he proclaims brightly, his Russian accent becoming more evident as he talks. ] I’m Viktor Nikiforov, and I’m Yuuri’s figure skating coach! We just finished our biggest competition of the year, the Grand Prix Final, and we just wanted to reach out to our fans to thank them all for their support!

[ Yuuri chokes at that, his next comment coming out as a squawk. ]

-- Eh!? VIktor, this is a different dimension! We don’t have fans here!

But we can get NEW fans! [ Viktor winks at the camera before he turns his head to look at Yuuri mischievously. ]

Wh - Viktor, no! We don’t know anyone! Not in public--!

[ And then the feed goes down as Yuuri manages to knock it over before Viktor throws himself at him. ]

(( OOC: Opt-in post for mushy feelings mental effect! Basically your skater boys cause some low level good feelings/romantic impulses around them. This is 100% optional and will not be referenced unless you comment to the opt-in post or specifically react to the effect in your response. ))
pummelgranite: (50K for a verse no album out)
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[ She doesn't show her face in this video. But the camera is facing a pomegranate resting in a well-manicured hand, so it's no big mystery who's morbid performance art the network is about to be subjected to. ]

So it's new years soon. 2017. Wow.

[ Does the fruit seem a little soft? Over ripe? ]

Made your resolution yet? Now pretend this will be your last New Years Eve. How's that resolution stand up?


[ It's obvious by now, the fruit is sagging in her hands, and a black spot of something is growing on one side. ]


No, more than that. Pretend it's someone you love's last New Years Eve. This'll be the last time they count down with the ball. Then they'll have their last bank holidays, their last birthday, last Halloween. Maybe they get another Christmas, but probably not. Maybe you should call this one the last, just to be safe.


[ As she speaks, the distending fruit splits up one rotting side, collapsing under its own weight. Remarkably blood-like juice runs down her hand and wrist. ]


How's your resolution now? Does it mean a fucking thing?


[ The flesh of the fruit itself is sloughing off now in disgusting clumps that splatter noisily on the unseen floor. ]


Death's coming. Not just for you, but for everyone you love.


[ When the whole thing is gone, she rubs her fingers together, feeling the viscous red slime the rotten fruit left behind. ]

Happy New Years. Memento-fucking-mori.
sincendiary: (not a prophet or a stone-age man.)
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[ The imagery when the camera clicks to life would be familiar to anyone who's ever witnessed a certain Miami church, monochrome and pristine as the day it was left without a patron. But the girl centered in front of the stained glass window cuts an ethereal enough figure in her white suit and short-clipped platinum hair with a shock of black, as if she's a fixture of the place herself. ]

Peace and consumer joy be with you, America. Whether it's despite or because of being torn across dimensions, I trust some of you are having a most blessed holiday. As for those inconveniences among us who prefer less heavenly hosts? This year, I'd like to offer open doors.

[ It's all an appropriately solemn atmosphere until her lips quirk into a smile, and a clean snap of her fingers casts a warm glow as every candle lights up. ]

For formality's sake: yes, it's that Lucifer. Give or take a few mythological liberties. No, you aren't the first to be skeptical. I suppose that's as good a content warning as any?

That said, The Church of the Morningstar is under renewed management, and invites you to a wholesome Christmas Eve night of festive song and blasphemy. Any creator seeking inspiration, any persecuted looking to spark rebellion, or old-fashioned fans of excess are welcome to find a little sanctuary here by the fire. And as history will show, you can always do far worse than the Devil's music.

[The camera pans to the left, up towards the church's pulpit and what looks like a charming nativity scene beside it. There's a set of simple mannequins inside to represent the traditional figures; the three wise men, Joseph, a bundle of scrunched up cloth in the manger, and—well. That last one certainly isn't a mannequin.

Inanna straightens up from beside the manger with an impish grin, draped in the cloth robes of the Virgin Mary. In spite of the simple garb they still manage to look as radiant as always. ]


May we all have an unholy night to remember. We could certainly use it, couldn't we?
rathercommon: (bashful (hahaha no i'm great))
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Hullo, all.

So...The days are short, the air is cold (except in Heropa), and all of us are struggling with lingering embarrassment from all those mis-sent texts. So, to give us all a bit of cheer, and in recognition of all the holidays we've constructed to help us deal with winter, I thought we all could give one another a bit of love.

So! How does this work, then? Well -

1. Go ahead and post your name in this post.
2. People respond to you with things they like about you, lovely moments you've shared, et cetera.
3. You go out and respond to others with things you like about them.
4. NO BEING AWFUL. Do NOT give backhanded compliments or secretly troll people or things like that. The point of this is to be good to one another. Go be good to one another!
pummelgranite: (she on a diet)
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[ It is time, once more, for the unwashed masses to be blessed by a missive from the high goddess of #Aesthetic. She is lounging on her throne of roots and bone, holly sprigs and mistletoe have been braided into her hair. It's all very seasonal. ]


We are now entertaining suitors for our step son, a strong and handsome demi-god. Would-be suitors must be male, with an effective age rang of 13-16. Must also be be steadfast in the face of darkness, death, and Hell itself. Come before the Destroyer if you would prove your worth.

No drummers.


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Dec. 18th, 2016 07:56 pm
heckblazer: (sneaky)
[personal profile] heckblazer
[ Most of the imPort community will receive a notification on their devices about a new network post. An image is posted with a very minimal amount of unaccompanied text. ]

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Nov. 6th, 2016 01:04 pm
purple_reign: (Seriously. Look at how hot I am.)
[personal profile] purple_reign
[The video opens to a shot of Inanna and Persephone only just managing to maintain their modesty in a pair of matching monogrammed silk robes- hers a soft maroon, his a dazzling violet, of course. They're lounged comfortably over a pile of pillows and each other in what looks like an exceptionally posh hotel room.

Inanna flashes a charming grin at the camera. When he speaks, it's in a low and sultry voice that's almost too smooth to even sound real. What would it be like to hear it in person instead of over the cheap speakers of an imPort phone?]


Hello there. I suppose some of you might remember me from my last visit to this world. For those of you who don't my name is Inanna, and I'm sure more of you are familiar with my dear friend, Persephone. [He tilts the camera to get a better angle on her. Uncharacteristically, there’s no challenging stare from her. In fact, she doesn’t bother to look at the camera at all. The normally taunt features of her round face are relaxed into something wistful and almost sleepy, her fingers moving lazily along his neck.]

While I'm quite eager to meet everyone I haven't yet and to catch up with those I have; we have an announcement to make first, and you're all lucky enough to be the first to hear it. We're going to be putting on a show together at the end of this month. A double feature starring The Queens of Heaven and Hell! Come to vent all your fury—stay to find peace with it.

[ She finally does glance up and into the camera then, just the briefest look of her impossibly green eyes, then she sighs and closes them. ]

A katabasis. Intimate.



[OOC: Exact concert date TBD, but powers that will be in play for it are here and here]

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Nov. 5th, 2016 07:12 pm
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[ The video shows an incredibly gangly young man in a black aviator's jacket and dark clothing. Black and skulls are all the rage for this kid, and he tops off the aesthetic by having a long, black sword in view of the camera, albeit set off to one side. He could be intimidating, perhaps ... if not for the array of miniatures also set in front of the camera. Nico is just a big ol' nerd.

He's slightly red when he addresses the camera; the color looks odd on his pallid cheeks. ]


My name's Nico di Angelo. [ A beat. His eyes track offscreen; he's clearly reading off a notecard of some kind. ] I'm a half-blood - or a demigod, whatever you want to call it. Son of Hades. [ Better to get that out of the way now before making this kind of request. ] I was here a while back, so if you met me before I'm the same guy. And ... um ...

[ Gods, just get on with it. Why is it so hard to ask such a simple question? ]

Does anyone want to get a roleplaying campaign together? I - er - I'm mostly familiar with Myths and Mazes, but I can build stuff for any kind of d20 based system. I like making up that kind of stuff. I've got three people so far but I can take up to three more.

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