Entries tagged with stiles stilinski

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[ Caleb looks a little uncomfortable, but he figures the fastest way to get the information he wants is to just ask. He could probably go on anon, but doing that would mean he would maybe have a harder time talking Richie into seeing someone, too, because just the shit that Caleb saw was enough to fuck anybody up and Richie's seen more. This way, with Caleb letting his name and face stay attached to the question, it'll hopefully normalize it a little.

It's a small price to pay if he can get his answer and help a friend. ]

So, like...uh...

[ He runs a hand through his curls and then moves a hand to his face, lingering awkwardly there as he looks down. It might be acceptable and healthy to see a therapist for shit like this, but it's also still a little stigmatized back home, so he's not sure it'll be any different here.

Remembering his end goal in trying to normalize the idea a bit, he lets his hand fall away and looks up again. ]

Are there any therapists, like, for the—for us? The imPorts, I mean? Like trained professionals that also know that we have abilities and shit? Is that a thing here, does anybody know?

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[Oracle is on your airwaves, using a voice distortion to make a call on all imPorts.]

Seeing the posts here, we have all received some form of message. A cipher. I want to decode it. We need to.

What message have you received?

[OOC EDIT: Per the recent OOC Mod Post, and a response to my question to them on plurk, the thread that previously held the solution and discussion about it has been deleted. I apologize to those that had commented in these threads, but this post's aim is to begin the IC discussion process. I look forward to future posts that will reflect the solution in game!]

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Are you a model or do you want to be a model? Then this is an amazing opportunity for you!

Your looks don't matter but you must NOT be CLAUSTROPHOBIC.

Contact Q. Beck for more information.

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[ The video opens and Derek's looking straight at the camera, a sort of neutral expression on his face. It's sort of a tight zoom because he's not wearing his shirt and that seems like a bit much to broadcast? Not that he's modest, but it just feels unnecessary.

Behind him, it's mostly dark, but in the street lights, it's easy to see he's still outdoors. If one is paying enough attention, they might notice the beads of sweat at his hairline and the overall sheen on the rest of his face and neck.

He's just gotten back from a run and he's not feeling terribly satisfied with it. He'd gotten sort of used to a more rigorous routine after visiting Cora and he's missing having the sparring session between runs.

If these people, or at least some of them, are really like him to some degree, surely he can find someone to stand in for his sister in her absence for that, right?

He huffs out a breath without actually meaning to do it, suggesting he's still sort of catching it. ]

Is anybody free right now that might want to spar? I know it's late, but I got into a routine back home and I'm sort of missing my partner and I could use a new one. It wouldn't have to be this late all the time, if anyone was interested in making it a reoccurring thing.

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03: Questions and Nerd Parties! - Video

[ The video opens on Marco in a new bedroom. It's bigger than the one issued by government housing, but there seems to not be much furniture in it: Just a really nice king-sized bed (look, anything that helps Marco sleep is worth the money) and a set of dressers. The teenager himself is sitting cross-legged on the bed in a Star Wars T-Shirt and black jeans. ]

Hey, so...

[ He pauses. It's hard for Marco to ask for advice, much less public advice. He sighs and looks to the side. ]

How do you figure out what you want to do with your life? The point of it all?

[ There, he's asked. It's something Marco's been ruminating on the past few days. After he forces the question out, however, his face brightens. ]

In less existential news, Peter and I have found a place to live and we're working on making it bad-ass. And you know what that means: Geek Party II: Return of the Geeks! So far we've got our video games and a Star Trek watch on the docket- because I have missed out on a shameful amount of released Trek in the past 20 years. Any more requests and/or when's everybody free?

Oh yeah, this is an open invite, by the way. Just let me know if you plan on coming so I can get enough food for everybody. Peter and I should need like a week or so to get things ready - I will say moving stuff goes faster when you can be a gorilla!

[ And with Peter's super strength, but Peter's keeping the Spider-Man thing on the DL so Marco's not mentioning it. ]

Also, according to Peter I'm not allowed to drive the U-Haul anymore. Something about 'if you drive we're both going to die'. Is dating always like this?

[ There. He said it. It's still weird to talk about, but Marco knows that will normalize it. ]

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Would it be dumb to try to get a car that's as close to the same make and model as my car back home, even if it's kinda old and crappy, just cause it's familiar? [~~and sentimental reasons but he's not getting into that here~~] Do other people do that? Should I be shooting for the gold standard of inexpensive but functional?

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003. - Book Club!

Alright, so I've suggested this a little to some friends of mine, but I'm thinking about throwing this out a bit wider.

I'm thinking about starting up a book club. Less in the style of book of the month and more organizing one or possibly more groups who can share books or even genres they love most with other people. People would still do the whole guiding discussion but not looking for high end critique so much as just talking about it.

We all need something to unwind and I don't doubt some of us are really fans of reading. I would think the arrangement might work best with members willing to buy their own books. I think for the first few meetings I'd be willing to cook either a simple meal or some finger foods to enjoy, but people could also volunteer to provide food or drinks.

Anyone interested in the idea?

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Dipper's Guide to the Unexplained #1 [Video]

[The image is blurry at first, nothing but a mess of dark shapes that could be fingers scrambling to adjust the camera. Finally it comes into focus, and it's a closeup of an eye with fingers obscuring the shot like a triangular peephole. With this obligatory reference complete, the subject takes a few steps back. Observe a thirteen year old boy, with a lumberjack hat, shorts, vest and a nervous, yet determined expression. Poking out of his pocket is the customary greetings pamphlet offered to imPort newcomers.]

Hello...everyone. M-My name is Dipper Pines, I'm new here in t...in world, really, heh... Just got settled into my new place, with...some grown man I don't even know yet, b-but it's cool, y'know. It seems nice here. Never been to Florida before. Now I get to come here in a parallel world, with superpowers. Pretty amazing. Almost makes up for the fact that I've been snatched away from my family and friends right when I was about to finally go home and I was really thinking I'd finally be done with weirdness this summer and...

[Tired sigh]

But that's...not anybody's fault, really. I've been reading that pamphlet they gave out- very considerate, thank you parallel government. It was saying how the 'Porter's got a mind of its own, maybe even literally, and at any given moment I could get sent back and it'll be like I wasn't even gone. So that's good to know, means my sister won't get worried where I've been and that fine without me. Well, not without me, but- anyway, I'm here now, I've got superhuman powers, I've got little glowing writing on my arm, so I guess it's time to make the most of it.

I checked the feed in this network thing just now. Got a bit of brief chatter about some kind of monsters here? Saw a stuffed doll, looked kind of like a Nightmare Realm entity? I've been involved with the supernatural this summer, like really involved. Did a bit of reading up on it too. Don't have my notes on me, which sucks because they could really prove useful, but here we are now. I'll try and wrack my brain for anything that might help, maybe test out my new abilities a little. I know I've only just got here, but if there's anything I could do to help, anything at all...I'd be happy to give it. Thank you.

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[ When the video comes up, a man with carefully groomed facial scruff and a set of green eyes whose uncertainty can easily be read even through a camera is sitting on his bed, wearing a gray Henley and scrubbing his chin with one hand.

His brow is creased slightly and he isn't frowning, but that's mostly because he's not sure he ought to be. This could actually be the best thing that's ever happened to him, but he's still undecided because he's still not sure what to believe.

Derek clears his throat before speaking, sounding equal parts curious and skeptical. It kind of sounds too good to be true, the part that sticks out the most for him: the part where he'd just get to be Derek out in the open without having to worry who knows what he really is. ]

Is it true that all the imPorts have special abilities? No one cares? No one—

[ He pauses for a second, as if trying to find the words that will make sense to the masses. ]

—they're not afraid of us?

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[With the monstrous goings on in De Chima, it was a perfect opportunity to do a test. Yet it seems that something has gotten out of hand... Mysterio appears, looking concerned and in disarray. There's some minor injuries on his face, fresh with blood. Behind him in the background is a street near the park. Some shopfronts look damaged.]

I need help, urgently. Anyone who can come and--

[His words are interrupted by a horrible screech and a small gargoyle-like brown flying creature dive bombs at a building, smashing a wall then it launches toward Mysterio. He's turned to look and he throws a green energy bolt at the creature. It disintegrates but other screeches can be heard. He turns quickly again to the camera.]

Somebody come. Now!

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[Anyone who has ever been in high school or seen one on TV will probably recognize the surroundings Bart is shooting in. The lockers and walls are painted in unappealing colors and the empty state says he's probably sneaking out during class to send this.]

So, I kinda have an important question. Does anyone know the proper procedures for testing out of high school as an imPort? Because I don't know about you, but I definitely can think of better ways to spend eight hours a day listening to lectures on material I already know.

And please, don't go all 'stay in school' TV special on me, because if I can test out, I'll still probably end up taking college classes, I just really need something that's a little more self-paced and a lot less waiting excruciatingly long times for the bells to ring.

[Looking around quickly, he starts to hurry along Generic High School Corridor #1 even as he goes to cut the feed. The hall monitor was coming.]

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[ He's run the math a couple times now. Based on the cheapest recipes he can find, with the best (if limited) range of nutrition with no expensive snacks, and the assumption that he can convince his minimum wage job to give him overtime, he has to work ... sixty hours a week to keep up with his metabolism. Yikes.

So this broadcast shows him prepping meals on a weekend morning, filling old yogurt tubs with a bean fried rice recipe that, well. Frankly it looks kind of gross, but Peter's made it before and it tastes just fine as long as he mixes in the crusty burnt spots with the rest of it. He's still short on calories for the week, though, and while he thinks he's convinced a local place that the spectacle of an imPort eating half the menu will be worth the cost of giving it to him for free, he really needs to figure out something a little more long term. ]

So, um - does anyone have any weird or cool tech they need help with repairing? Like, anything from home you can't get parts for here? The job they gave me here isn't gonna be enough, and I'm pretty good at that kind of thing.

[ Clearly, he's not a cook. ]

Or cheap recipe suggestions, that'd be awesome too.

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Hello, my lovely temporal refugees!

Quick question:

Does anybody know if we've actually answered the question of whether Porters are actually porting us or if we're actually dying each time and being re-assembled as an entirely new being on the other side? You know, basic teleportation existential question.

Also I would officially like to register a complaint that these random cold spots are bullshit and I was not made for the Arctic, thank you. What, do you expect me to morph winter coats? Normal clothes are hard enough, geez.

Oh, and for those of you who don't know: I'm Marco, I'm a shapeshifter, I'm awesome blah blah blah you get the picture.

Private to Peter Parker:

So I was just gonna ask if you were okay or good with whatever was going on with Mysterio-

[ Marco emphasizes the name because come on, a grown man calling themselves Mysterio is just sort of inherently ridiculous. At least Marco came up with the term 'Animorph' as a thirteen year old.]

But now I sort of want to know more of what's up with him, if that's cool, he's kind of starting to creep me out a bit. Just basic genre savvy rule: Anybody saying they want power so 'people will listen' gets my-

[ He stops. ]

Huh, I was gonna say 'Spidey-sense up' but that metaphor doesn't really work when talking to you, does it?

Anyway, sort of creepy, I don't know.

And if you can't or don't want to tell me, that's cool. I get it: Some information is sensitive and not my business. I won't bug you about it.

Private to Peter Parker, Tim Drake, Barbara Gordon, David Alleyne, and Bart Allen ]:

And the most important question for last:

[ He gives everybody a cheesy grin. ]

LAN party?

[ He points to the screen. ]

Yes?

Obviously. Who's in? I know Tim is, but two people is a sad LAN party.

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[ So here's a new kid on the network tonight. Trying to find an angle that lets him hide at least some of his nervousness. Or at least lets him use it to channel his best impression of a Definitely Normal Team, No Superheroics Here Honest. He mostly just looks awkward and nerdy, which is … accurate anyway, so let’s go with that. ]

Hey - um, so I’m Peter. Peter Parker. And I just got here, and -

[ He’s read through what’s left of his files, he’s read through the last couple weeks of posts just to get a feel for things. After that, he has one incredibly important question: ]

Did I seriously just barely miss out on a Death Star being here? For real? That’s not fair. Please tell me it’s coming back at some point.

[ That’s probably an objectively incorrect thing to want, but. Look. That would have made his entire life. He could die happy. For the second time. Well, the second time dying, first time dying happy. Anyway, he turns reluctantly to the list of actual serious questions he made. Not enough time to ask them all (unless he just takes in a breath and rapid fire asks all of them in thirty seconds) so he’ll just pick one for now. ]

So, school. How is that working out for people who still hafta go? And can you like … argue with it at all? Because I’m all for finishing high school, but this is my third time going into sophomore year and I’m starting to feel like that movie with the Ghostbuster being depressed in Pennsylvania.

(( OOC: Spoilers for Far From Home are likely, but I can avoid them if necessary! ))

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[The camera turns on to boy making pretty much the same face as his icon. He's sitting on a bench in a park in Heropa, and if you're paying attention, you might notice people in the background pointing upwards and taking pictures. Without saying a word, he turns the camera so it's focusing on his hand, which is holding a dog leash that is, confusingly, pointing straight up, and then pans the image up and up until it reaches the other end of the leash: a Husky with very grumpy-looking eyebrows having the absolute time of his life, prancing around in mid-air. While the camera's pointed at him, he leaps at the top of a tree and startles the hell out of a poor squirrel.]

My dog can fly now. That's how my life is going. [This would be so much cooler if his powers weren't on the fritz and he could get his dog to stop chasing birds for like five minutes.]

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So. Asking for a friend here: bachelor party ideas.

Anything and everything goes* The more the better. Lay it on me.

*HEALING REGENERATION FRIENDLY? nothing too dangerous or thrill-seeking since not everyone can heal themselves

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voice; un: Julian Delphiki | Bean

[ There comes to the network feed the sound of a small child's voice. He could do this over text, or under one of his many aliases, to distance himself from the emotional vulnerability of the subject matter. But hiding from his name-- his father's name-- seems like a cowardly move, given what it is he wants to talk about. ]

Today is Father's Day.

[ Bean takes a deep breath, then continues. ]

I've only ever had a short time with my father. I didn't grow up with him. Neither of us knew the other existed until I was seven. But once we learned... He took me in. He gave me the name he always wanted to give his second son. His name. We only had a year together before we had to separate again, but my father was good to me. He accepted me, even though I was a complete stranger to him.

Julian Delphiki is a smart man. A kind man. A man who loves his wife and his family. He doesn't deserve the trouble he's run into by having a son like me.

If I can do anything with this chance at life I've been given... I want to live up to the name he gave me. It's not the name I go by, but... it's still mine. Even if it was his first. [ And even if Bean is already the more famous Julian Delphiki, back on his Earth.

Okay, maybe he's letting himself be too emotionally vulnerable. Better wrap this up. ]

Are there any other imPorts thinking of their fathers today? I'd like to hear what they're all like.

Thank you.

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[ River's voice is slightly wandering, but thoughtful. ]

A hero is an imperfect idea, full of good intentions and bad decisions, too many questions and not enough answers. Good people, bad people, it only depends on what side you're on. But I can tell which is which, I've always been able to. There are people here that aren't as good as they say they are, but also those who aren't as bad at they think.

No one really knows who they are. No one wants to.

[ There's a pause. ]

This place seems good for finding out who they are. Absence of evidence is not evidence of absence.

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Dipper's Guide to the Unexplained #1 [Video]

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