[video] Fresh from Gotham

[riddleman]

Riddle me this, what's easy to get into but hard to get out of?

[Whatever the answer is, he doesn't seem inclined to give it. He, that is a slender man in a nice, tailored suit - dark enough to pass as black, but actually green pinstripe - looking at the camera with a smile.]

Before coming here, things were going really well for me.

[He says that, but there are dark bruises around his throat, looking suspiciously like they were left by hands throttling him. Maybe he has a low bar for 'well'.]

I lived in a mansion. [There's the distant sound of something smashing.] I had a nice job, recently promoted. After what I've been through before, it was a big improvement. [There's another smash. That's definitely ceramic hitting a wall. Like a plate. Maybe a cup.] But now I'm here and my job is to be architect for a puzzle page. Not exactly much of a challenge, you'll agree. So I was wondering if there might be any job openings more suited for my qualifications?

I'm a forensic scientist with years of experience working cases for the Gotham City Police Department. [A book flies behind Edward as he talks, hitting the wall.] That likely means nothing to most of you, so let me assure you that it means that I'm very, very used to strange cases. What is crime like around here? Perhaps I could lend a hand.

[A cushion hits Edward in the shoulder, bouncing off slowly as another voice starts to yell, full of sass and anger.]

Hello! I'm sorry, have I been talking to myself? In what universe are you getting a job here? We are not going backwards. No, this is NOT happening. This is unacceptable. Do you hear me? Unacceptable!

[In the background, what can only be described as some kind of weird, gothic disco vampire type of guy, holding up a cup in a threatening manner.] Tell them who I am!

[Edward turns his head to lower his voice, hissing at Oswald in a quieter voice that's still perfectly audible.] How about I tell them when you're not acting a tenth your age? Whatever. As you wish, Mr Mayor.

[With that he straightens up, gesturing at Oswald in a very exaggerated way, voice loud and clear.]

Ladies! Gentlemen! Others! Allow me to introduce Oswald Cobblepot, the esteemed mayor of Gotham City, who occasionally even acts like it.

[Once again, off screen, the sound of something else smashing can be heard before:] Oh, bite me, Edward!


[ooc: Special permissions post for Edward can be found here, only fill it out if you feel like it, no pressure!]

[text]

[corkscrewed]

1) Hello everyone! My name is Martin, and I'm very much looking forward to meeting all of you! I live in London (or lived, I guess? I'm in Nonah now, which is lovely, too.) Not "this" London, obviously, but I imagine it's similar enough. (You should let me know if you're from there, too, I'd love to have a chat.) This is all pretty exciting, isn't it? Always thought it'd be fun to visit America, but I didn't really imagine it happening like this.

2) If you were a dog, what kind would you be and why? (Corollary: If you really buy into the 'multiverse' thing, it really stands to reason that there's some world out there where we're all dogs, right? That's what I choose to believe, at least.)

One 🌹 Audio

[whitefox]

[The existence of a network where people can voice their thoughts through audio or video broadcasts, or even by means of written text, isn't an entirely foreign concept to Kurama. The internet in the world he comes from is barely developed, but communication between the Ningenkai and Reikai has been operating on a similar wavelength for a very long time.

Of course, this network isn't as secure as the one he is familiar with. Messages sent through cyberspace are generally and simultaneously visible to hundreds of other people — other imPorts as it were.

There are certainly benefits to an open network, such as locating familiar faces, connecting with others who are also adjusting to life in a new world, and even transferring pertinent information back and forth between interested parties. But there is a general lack of confidentiality that is practiced which concerns Kurama too, and that warrants certain precautionary measures...

Thus, the name attached to his message reads deceptively: Shuichi Minamino.]

It seems each of the imPort cities has something unique to offer.

[Kurama speaks softly but with confidence, his voice like a musical instrument unto itself, evoking calmness and calling upon the attention of whomever may be listening.]

I was wondering...which of the four cities do you prefer? Have you any favorite attractions among them? And, if it would not be too much trouble, I would be interested in hearing peoples' opinions about their preferred community gardens, parks, and athletic facilities, as well.

[Alright, so that's a bit of an oblique way to gather information about the imPort community and whom he can expect to run into (or might want to avoid), but it is important not to appear unfriendly, right?]