video; UN: Superman

[andaway]

[Superman looks honestly just....

Tired. He reaches to rub the bridge of his nose before he speaks, wondering how to even put it into words. Oh, he knows what he wants to say, knows what he wants to do. But it would be unfair to out someone without giving them a chance to work things out in this place, to become a better person.

Except, last time he tried that it ended up with him kidnapped in Crane’s basement.]

If someone from your world appeared here, someone who you knew was capable of really awful things… would you warn people?

Or would you give them a chance to be different in this place?

One (two three four, tell me that you love me more)

[pummelgranite]

[ The camera opens on a girl in some seriously Glam Goth attire (think: chainmail hoodie and lots of skulls). She's waving her arms in front of her- something else must be holding up her phone- and there's movement around her. What are those, plants? Huge writhing vines, bursting out of the earth. She turns and looks to the camera, pausing for a moment. ]


Hey there dissatisfied youth of America. Ready to regret your country's irresponsible use of reality warping bullshit? 'cause I sure am. They don't give a shit about me, and they sure don't give a shit about you, so fuck 'em. Let's party. Time, date, and location to be made obvious.

Cover is 20$ if you can afford it. First hit's free if you can't. Bring extra food and clothes if you've got extra food and clothes. Take extra food and clothes if you don't. Dress ready to walk, and let me know if you'll need mobility accommodations on your way down to hell. Everyone's invited, yeah?



[ Then she starts moving her hands again, and the vines start moving once more. There's a great din suddenly as they begin dropping huge boulders and mounds of earth next to her. ]



And hey, anyone in the tights and capes crowd know a way home? Now's the time to share it before I make myself comfortable. One chance to send me back to hell before I raise it here. Got it? One chance.

sixth helix ♥ RADIO BROADCAST;

[alcheregis]

[ As part of her job for the Radio Show "Opinion Noted", Haen is determined to live up to the assigned title of Shock Jock for them. Thus, imPorts can tune in to her weekly segment and listen to her serve up some sass about whatever's going down in the imPort community. Most of her focus are on things that come up in the Majority Reports, but Haen will happily take topics suggested by other imPorts, especially if they're contentious in nature! ]

Hello my dears, welcome to a fresh new edition of Opinions Noted! For those of you who haven't tuned in before, my name is Haen Hithiel and I'll be your host on this fun little trip.

For those of you who like to play in the scrolling ticker sandbox, I do hope you haven't tied any StarkTech stocks to your ankles if you happen to live near water, because it looks like it will be dragging you down, down, down! I mean, what can you really expect from a creator who's all glitz and chrome without a solid framework? I hear that same sort of 'quick flash in the pan' problem tends to plague a certain founder's personal stamina as well, if you know what I mean~

Speaking of those clinging a little too comfortably with the technological side of things, it seems a certain physician needs a mechanical type of stimulation, judging by the cipher play-by-play that's been happening lately. I'm sensing a lucrative opportunity in specialized automatons for those who just can't get their satisfaction elsewhere. Don't worry dear, I'm only judging a little.

I have to say, this heat wave's been good for the beach, but not so great for the beach bodies lately. I know you're all on vacation, but there's no reason to let yourself go. Coming up after the commercial break, I've got a steamy list of the best and worst imPorts this month who've been spotted baring all... or simply being publicly unbearable!

Phone lines are open, don't be shy!

text;

[fridgeflower]

Tell me about when you realized you were in love.
And then tell me about when you realized you weren't.

Both of those have an either-or element, too, of course. Don't think you have to have both to join in.

Alternatively, if you don't have either of those... Tell me about your siblings. Or your best friend. Or your worst enemy.

Everybody has these little pieces of personal history, but nobody new you meet will ever know those parts unless you choose to share them. It's like editing your own narrative. A lot of them probably seem innocuous once you have some distance, but I love hearing about things like that. I always wished that I could see the whole of people in an instant, or that I could read them as easily as I could read books.

I can't, though, so I have to ask and hope that people are willing to share bits of themselves with me.

one ;; video

[felinefancy]

[When the video turns on, Selina is not looking at the camera. She's looking down at her lap, reading something that is clearly more interesting than the camera pointing at her. She's dressed in normal clothes, aiming to not seem like she's anything special just in case anyone cares or anyone who might recognize the cat suit is around. She's in a very plain room, back to a plain wall so that's all you can see. She's not dumb enough to reveal where she is to a bunch of strangers. She wouldn't even be doing this, recording herself, if she weren't curious about some things]

So, this whole hero thing? It's a joke, right? Because I know I found it pretty hilarious. [She's no hero. And registering for things? No thanks. She's no one's toy and she certainly doesn't take orders from anyone] Superpowers? Government registration? Cute. Never was much of a fan of government organizations, personally. Not that I didn't appreciate the warm welcome.

[She doesn't have time or patience for all this] Hilarious. [She tosses something aside, a folder, with her free hand and finally looks up at the camera] Oh well, no point dwelling. How's everyone enjoying their kidnapping today?