Capsule 009 💊 (Video) [Backdated to Feb 5th]

[rassera]

[Oh, he's been waiting for this. The moment he got back from Antarctica, the thought of getting somewhere warm enough and able to broadcast to the entire network had been on his mind. He wanted to show this off; HIS WIN. Proving himself where Pan had told him he couldn't. So the feed opens up to show Kaneda leaning back on a chair, using his feet to rock the back legs forward and back. Nothing's in his hands, and he doesn't speak right away--it's as if he's choosing his words for this.

Was he a little petty for showing this off publicly? Maybe, but damn if the asshole didn't deserve it. And hell if it didn't make him feel good.


Kaneda makes a motion, as if physically tossing this video onto a table like a hand in poker. He can't, but the image seems to pop up on the screen anyway as an attachment, leaning back in his chair to look at his fingertips.]


So.

Just wanted to let you all know that Peter Pan seems to think I--we can't handle ourselves.

...Actually, no, just me. Guess he's been such a sore loser over his little jungle adventure that he has to chalk it up to luck, huh? And saying I couldn't handle the mission...or bring everyone back home in one piece.



How SAD is that?

[A hand runs through his hair, giving a laugh deep in his throat.]

Pan. I've got two words for you.


Fuck. Off.

[And off to the side, quietly...you'd miss it if you weren't looking for it...

"Die."

Looks like someone had something to add.]

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[dragony]

Well.

I suppose every streak has to break sometime.

[ Do you miss this voice, comrades? Or perhaps you don't recognize it; that's the reaction she'll expect. The speaker is a girl, somewhere in her late teens or early twenties, her voice middling-low in pitch, steady in cadence. Even at a single syllable, there's a drawl of bored irritation that only seems to drag on as she goes. Her accent places her as someone not originally American, but the amalgamation makes it difficult to place. ]

Can't say I much enjoyed the vacation from existence, but I suppose an actual coma would have been worse. I got to skip the holidays, though, that's always nice; if I had to lose any season, I should be grateful it was winter.

So, how badly have you guys fucked things up while I've been gone? I mean, the world still exists, so you certainly could have done worse, but I'd rather not strain myself this early in the day, trying to back-read my RSS feeds to figure out the full damage.

[ Cheerful. ]

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[dicktate]

[ At first, it's difficult to tell how the video is being shot. It almost looks like Jinseok is just standing normally, with the camera held at an arms length away from him... Only both his hands are on screen--one stroking a... wall? no, that's someone's shirt over their stomach--and his hair is doing some anti-gravity stuff? He appears to be laying down in someone's lap, judging by the way he pulls their hand down to fuss with their fingers while he talks into the lens. ]

I went to Seoul as part of the diplomatic party. Of course they would send someone like Jinseok Jin there to the place I was born. Is there a better diplomat to talk to all of South Korea? Definitely none who are as handsome.

But, see this? [ He holds up a card, one from a world that certainly isn't this one. It has his photo on it. ] My government ID, when I was still at home. It is a nice photo, right? Of course it is, I had my hair and makeup done that day. But, see this part? [ Date of birth... 2014.12.3. ] December 3rd, 2014. I was born then, and this year I would be 2.

So, I went back to the place I grew up. In Gangnam, it was that place, in a big house that was bigger and better than all the ones around it. Inside it? I thought there would be a small toddler me, and he would like to see what a handsome man he ends up becoming. I wanted to see it again, that house. But everything in Korea is different now. My inheritance--those companies that my parents were going to leave to me--they don't exist? And my house, the best one in Seoul, it wasn't there. What kind of Korea is a Korea without a Jin family? Aaa, I wanted to see a small, knee-high Jinseok.

Instead, the land where my house used to be, I will have to buy it out, and I'll build my house on top of it, exactly how it used to be.

[ Though he's got no plans to live in it, and no plans to let anyone else live in it, either.

He stops to play with the fingers in his hand that aren't his, making them frame his face with him. ]

It has been a while since there has been a video from me, isn't that right? Yes, it's right. I am Jinseok Jin, imPort Spokesperson. I am the words for all of you, and you should be thankful to me for enriching your lives.

That is all to say from me. [ He looks off the screen, reaching up a hand to touch something. ] You can turn it off now, beautiful Junseo.

The other button. That one. The red o--

Permavid

[governorkang]

That was quite a jump. Last time I was sent home, it was for four years. This time, twenty-two.

[Physically, he doesn't look much different for twenty-two years going by. He just looks tired, and as if he has a headache. He does have a few new cloth and metal armbands, though, in varying degrees of workmanship.]

It sounded almost fantastical to me when I was told of my world's future before it happened. But, I believed the one who told me. It was too fantastical to be a lie, and after being dragged to an entirely new universe by a machine I never thought could possibly exist, it seemed rather tame in comparison.

[He shakes his head.]

Actually living it was... more interesting than I thought it would be. Perhaps that is only because at the time, my memories of ever being away from Krynn and forewarned were absent.

I doubt I'll ever understand all of this timeline and memory nonsense.

2nd Dungeon | Video (Backdated to Feb 3rd)

[callmemaps]

(The video clicks on, and Maps appears to be...reading? From an actual book? Possibly, but then again for those who know Maps or have talked with her at least once...it can't be a regular school book. It isn't.)

So, I almost had to come up with a 500-word essay on the dangers of lying about our neighbors from across the ocean 'cause I tried to explain to my teacher that I'd been abducted by the Russian mafia who had ties to aliens at one point but cut those ties before they went ahead with their plan to capture me and a lot of us imPorts.

Thankfully, a few others were able to convince my teacher that I was telling the truth so instead I just have to write a report on my experiences in outer space. (Which ended in Antarctica.) I have until the day after Valentine's Day, or the day after President's Day; whichever comes first.

(A beat, then she blinks.) Does it count if you explain that you found time to play a game of 'I Spy' while trapped in a giant cell with tons of other people with hardly any room to move around and had to survive on astronaut food?

(This is Maps' way of dealing with the situation at large that had occurred too recently for her and as she stated, a lot of imPorts.)

Basically, if this was back home it'd just be another random day in Gotham. No, really - it would be! The only thing that was missing was the Bat-signal shining in the skies above the city.

...Scratch that. It'd be the Bat-signal and lots and lots of police sirens, 'cause they're always busy around other parts of the city. Also, since I did have that weird space station adventure with everyone I didn't get fired from my job as a delivery girl! I just have to make sure to be extra fast with my pizza deliveries.

(Peej, you should definitely find time to teach Maps when it comes to utilizing her speed. She grins a bit before the video finally clicks off.)

Video

[wishedforbread]

[The feed shows a young man, probably Japanese and in his early 20s late teens. There is a crow balanced calmly on his head. He's standing far enough back from the camera that you can see his entire body rather than just his face, and is standing with his arms crossed while some unseen force makes his jacket flutter dramatically as if he's standing in the wind. Which is odd as he seems to be indoors. Maybe he set up a fan?]

Greetings fellow warriors for peace and justice! I am Mikazuki Shinonome, but you can call me...

The Crow Knight!

[he puffs out his chest a bit more at this point. You half expect a sparkle of light to shine off of his teeth. Then he kind of slumps down to a stance a normal person might be expected to hold. His jacket stops waving around.]

They say first impressions are important. There's no way you're gonna forget that one, right? It looked pretty cool, right?

[He stepped forwards until his face filled the screen.]

ANYWAYS that's fun. This all seems fun. It's weird but I mean I'm surrounded by crazy badasses with super powers! How could it be anything but fun!?

My power is Domain Control, and Muu's is she can talk to crows. What are your super powers? I'm BURNING with curiosity.