Aug. 26th, 2014

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[ The feed opens on an attractive woman sitting on a standard-issue Heropan Housing couch, smiling with friendly demeanor at the camera. She has long, shimmery blond hair tied up in a high ponytail, bright blue eyes, and eyelashes thick enough to smother a fire. She's definitely the type to know how to prepare to be on camera, because that makeup is flawless; you can't even see her pores. (If... she even has them... ?)

She waves at the camera.

Good evening, everyone! I'm Barbie. I arrived here a few weeks ago, but things have been so crazy, I haven't had a chance to talk to you all! I'm super excited to meet you.

Now, I'll admit, becoming a "Registered Hero" isn't what I had planned for this month... or this year! But I've heard about what sort of trouble this place is in, and there's no way I can turn down a request for help so dire. There are so many dangers here... like spies! And kidnappers! And, worst of all... undersized sunglasses!

[ Conspiratorial, with her hand near her mouth for a secret: ] That's a fashion misdemeanor in Malibu. [ And with that out of the way, she straightens back up, her expression warm and welcoming. For someone that looks like she walked out of a makeup commercial (or maybe one for shampoo?), her friendliness and bubbly mood both seem very sincere. ]

While I'm here, I'm going to do everything I can to help. I may only be a toothpaste spokesmodel right now—

[ In what is clearly a practiced gesture, Barbie slips an object out of her purse without looking away from the camera, and for a short, smiling pose brandishes a tube of Gum Belle® brand toothpaste—and did her teeth just sparkle on cue? That had to be a trick of the light, right?—before slipping it out of sight as if the whole promo never happened. ]

—But if you need a doctor, or a gymnastics coach, or an engineer, or a fashion designer, or a life guard, or an astronaut, or a dolphin trainer... well, you get the idea! Or even if you just need a friend to talk to, I'll be right here in Heropa.

I hope we can all be great friends.

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Aug. 26th, 2014 10:39 pm
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[The video feed opens on Desmond unwrapping the bandages from his burned arm. There's scarring, and still some bad spots that are still healing, but thankfully he lowers it so nobody has to see the rest of the burns. The worst of them, down his forearm and in his hand. And the splints.]

So, I'm kind of in a mess at the moment. I told the doctors here I wouldn't register until my arm was healed. Give me time to think about it, that sort of thing.

[He glances up at the camera periodically as he speaks, carefully putting more ointment on his skin under the table.] Well, now they say I've had more than enough time to think about it, and they're cutting me off until I register. But here's the thing...I really don't want to, right now. And I really need this arm. There's broken bones in there too, and...if they don't heal right, I'll lose movement in my hand.

I know we have powers. So I was wondering...can anybody out there heal someone? I'll pay you for your time. I just... I don't want to lose the ability to do what I love because of some asshole doctors who throw the Hippocratic Oath out the window, you know?


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