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[forkingbullshirt]

[Sorry housemates at Heropa 11, Eleanor has found the tequila and she's sitting at the table, a half-empty bottle in front of her.

It's been a long eternity and she needs her friends and a drink. Her friends aren't here so she'll settle for drinking instead while she tries to wrap her mind around what was happening.]

Ok so hands up- who else here is dead? I'm not the only one right?

[She raises her own hand in the air, picking up the bottle with her other hand.]

I've never done the whole superhero thing before- it can't be too difficult, right?

[She took another drink of tequila straight from the bottle before setting it aside. No pulling a classic Shellstrop by getting drunk and making a spectacle of herself this time.

She's got this. She's better than that.]

I gotta say my superpower rocks. I couldn't do this before.

[The video cuts off as a few pieces of jumbo shrimp appear in her hand. Yum.]

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[consulinchief]

[The camera turns on to a man with a ponytail and young face wearing a large blue and black trench coat despite the summer weather. He smiles easily and gives the camera a short, almost embarrassed wave.]

Hello, I'm sure you've seen a million of these already, but I was told I should introduce myself. My name is Roland Crane and I was recently brought here thanks to your porter. I'll be residing in Maurtia Falls, government housing number 6.

Rather than pester you with questions about this world and what I should know about it--I plan on researching such topics in my own time--I would like to instead ask about the worlds where you once came from. What were they like? What do you miss most about them?

As for myself, I'm from a world similar to this one. There was strife there too, but of a different nature. I suppose the biggest difference is that my world did not have abilities. The world I had just come from, on the other hand... was much different.

[Just when it seems like he's going to elaborate on that, he just... stops. There's a brief pause before he suddenly changes gears.]

Actually, I know I said I wouldn't pester you with questions, but I do have one. I've seen your newspaper headlines about riots at the "porter cities", and I was wondering if this civil unrest was common here. Any insight there would be appreciated.

Thank you all for your time, and have a wonderful day.

[He moves to turn off the feed before stopping and pulling back. He rubs the back of his neck.]

Oh, and to the boy I ran into a few hours ago, I want to apologize again for frightening you. It was not my intention, and I hope that you made it back home safely.

[With his piece said, he actually does turn the feed off this time.]

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[hairswirls]

( the feed opens up to kirie sitting on the sidewalk, her entire face and arms covered in red bumps and bites. one minute into this place and somehow she's already managed to summon large swarms of mosquitoes to her, only to have the suckers all attack her. she's scratching herself all right, her face pale and twisted to an annoyed expression. )

I'm not sure if this is some kind of cruel joke or I just really have bad luck all over me...

( scratch break. )

So far I've discovered two powers and I'm afraid to discover more. Does anyone have any tips for controlling powers? It took me a while but it seems like they become activated when I get stressed out or really anxious...though I could be wrong.

( as she speaks, she leans back against the sidewalk, her hands resting against the floor. she begins to sigh heavily and as she does, her body begins to darken. )

Worst of all I've got a really weird and probably another cruel joke of a job. I mean...I don't have anything against hairdressers but there was a point in time where my own hair tried to kill me.

( though that was really more of a curse from the spiral that held her town captive.

as she finishes her conversation, she begins to darken even more, eventually becoming the shadow reflected behind her. )