Capsule 002 💊 (Video)

[rassera]

[Good morning Nonah/Heropa/De Chima/etc. residents. Hope you've been enjoying it, because you'll need something to buffer here. Kaneda's already outside, lounging on his bike with his feet kicked up, hands behind his head and looking at the sky. Kaneda, you couldn't look more bored if you tried.]

So I guess I'm supposed to give you guys traffic updates or something. And you know me--I've got a burning desire to be an upstanding citizen.

[He turns his communicator about 30 degrees to the left, showing a patch of empty road that his bike was parked next to. Insert the cliche tumbleweed for some added aesthetic.]

Whooooooo-oooo! Brutal out there, guys! Stay safe!

[Okay, even he can't hide his smirk anymore.]

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[mathemagier]

With the understanding that this is a network of some type, I'm looking to get into contact with a Mr. Qubit. He assisted myself and my colleague on arrival, and circumstances at the time weren't conducive to exchanging contact information.

In addition, if there's any available information on technical or research institutions located around the occupied cities, any direction would be appreciated.

Finally, if any other members of the PPDC exist here, I'd request them to get in contact immediately.

Thank you.

-Dr. Gottlieb

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[cupio]

[ The video starts with Clary sitting cross-legged at the edge of her mattress. She's surrounded in scraps of paper and sketchbooks, a pencil holding her hair in a bun and a smudge of charcoal across her cheek. ]

Okay, I'll bite. What do you guys do for fun around here? Because the only interesting things that have happened have been terrible and I'm not the kind of person who enjoys that Gossip Girl crap. [ And there's only so many things she can draw without going back to sketching Jace's eyes and that's beginning to get creepy. Nobody knows he's her brother around here but looking like a stalker is no fun.

She needs something to stop her worrying. ]

Also I think Starbucks have pretty much banned me because I spend so much time in there they probably assume I'm about to stage a hostile takeover for a frappuccino.

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[gabriel_gray]

[ On screen there is this very charismatic, neatly dressed newcomer. He might have some resemblance to some guy called Talbot, no idea who that is, or for others, perhaps, sounds a little bit like Iron Man. These things happen. But here he is, Nathan Petrelli, a pair of silver wings acting as his tie-pin and an American flag pin in his lapel, denoting his political office. He straightens his jacket briefly before addressing the network. ]

So what, no Kissinger? What I can't figure out is if this is real life, or we're starring in a version of reality where Tom Clancy was high when he wrote his Cold War novels. I mean, think about it, it could happen.

Kidnapping a US Senator, though. I'd like to say I'm impressed, but it's not like it would be the first time.

Okay, so I've got the basics. Superpowers, non-mandatory conscription, yadda yadda. Some information on the histori-political situation here would be a good start. Mostly I wanna know where it all went wrong. Did we do the Cuban Missile Crisis? 'Nam? Watergate?

[ Then, slightly more to himself: ] This time travel stuff is messed up... Uh-- [ Louder, and back to camera: ] One more thing, I'm dying for a decent cup of coffee. The swill they give you on a military base isn't even worth swallowing.

[ OOC: So this is Sylar, shapeshifted. He doesn't know he's not Nathan, thanks to certain telepaths funking with his brain, but if anyone's power is relevant please let me know! ]

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[redplainsrider]

[Camera comes on, and Red is in a small boutique clothing store. Before she started filming her network post, a helpful bohemian type clerk tried to do as the adjective suggests and help her. But Red, already frustrated with such a foreign land as a boutique clothing shop, had snapped at her so badly the clerk had huffed off to the back of the store, leaving Red all alone.

And now that Red actually needs help and none is to be found, not even another customer, she is going to her fellow imPorts for it. She still sounds more than a little perturbed.]

Now, I ain't no shop owner nor shop worker of any sort, but one would figger you'd wanna have some sorta help to be a-helpin' customers. But maybe this is some ancient history trend I ain't aware of: leave folks hangin' with questions about yer sundries and wares so they eventually ain't gonna buy it. Maybe keeps yer store lookin' nice an' full.

[You can just feel that sarcasm dripping. Is she going to tell the side of the story where she chased off the salesperson? No, of course not.]

So, I need help from you folks. [She holds up a mass of fabric. A dress, a skirt and a top, respectively.] What colors're these? Be honest, now, dun make a gal leave a store with a neon pink that'll make plants wither an' young'uns weep.

An' once y'all sussed out those answers fer me.... [A pause. She's more unsure of asking the following question than she was the question relating to a vision deficiency. She's used to the former, not the latter.] What one you reckon looks better on someone what has similar physical attributes to me? Fer dates an' swear-ins where they turn ya away fer wearin' a duster an' jeans an' such.

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[resipiscent]

So... I guess it's been a while since I posted here. Hi.

I just thought I'd... get in touch with everyone. It's been kind of crazy lately, so I wanted to make sure everyone was okay.

[There's an audible mew from somewhere offscreen and suddenly the frame is knocked sideways, then flat, pointing up at the ceiling. A kitten peers into it, and Riku sighs quietly, reaching over to gather the little black cat to him and, with the other hand, readjust the feed.]

Oh. Um, this is Atoli, formerly known as Nevermore. I got her from the Pines. She's pretty cute.

[He looks thoughtful for a moment, then nods.]

I've also decided to start holding swimming lessons for imPorts, so if you're interested, I'll be holding sessions at the Nonah training facility's pool. They're free, so if you can't swim, you can send me a message.

That's it, I think. Let me know, okay?

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[orions_shadow]

Hmnn.


[He appears to be in in front of one of the housing complexes in Heropa, #39. He appears to be somewhat exasperated, his eyes half-lidded due to the humidity.]

So who am I talking to here? Since they want us all swearing our loyalty to the great and powerful American armed forces I imagine yer all just the canon fodder.

Where's the re-education camps for those who refuse? Cos' I seen all this before. Either survival of the fittest in the isles or they sponge your brain clean. Sounds great don't it? Lovely rehab sessions.

So am I the only one who sees it for what it is? Government check for a roof over our heads if we sign over our soul, yeah? What's the going rate for souls these days?

[A pause]

Hmff. Least this place came with a dog...