Dec. 1st, 2014 08:09 pm
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[The face that appears on the video screen is most definitely not human. It's blue, for one, and has more antennae than humans tend to. On the plus side, the being whose face it is also happens to be more polite than most humans.]

Greetings, denizens of Earth. I recently arrived in this place and time, for...some reason.

[Because of mad scientists, probably. Though his greeters at least appeared sane.]

My name is Croach the Tracker. I am from G'loot Proktaw. [Added a moment later, to his chagrin:] Which you would designate Mars.

I have already spoken with multiple residents of this planet to learn more about this place and time. Although it is unlikely any of you have access to a time portal and I do not detect a spaceship powerful enough to take me home within this region, I would owe a great onus to anyone who could assist me should I be mistaken.

In return, I can offer my tracking skills. I also have a great deal of experience fighting robot outlaws should you have need in this area.


Nov. 21st, 2014 11:41 pm
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I apologize for my... absence as of late. I've been in the lab running tests on... well. I will get to that. [ She offers a smile before pulling the clipboard she has off camera, closer.] First of all, I wanted to thank Mr. Stark for allowing me to use his labs to run the tests. And I would also like thank all who donated blood samples.

Here are my findings as promised: [ She takes a breath, reminding herself to keep things in layman's terms.] Unfortunately, in regards to my own queries, the results were mostly inclusive. I did, indeed, find self-replicating nanties in the blood samples I took. But they seem to do nothing to affect bodily functions in a significant way.

Long story short--[ she winces because she prefers to babble about science rather than shorten an explanation.] after extensive testing, these nanites do not seem to be the source of our "powers". At least not on their own. [ oh, she wishes fitz was here, he'd probably be able to fill in the missing pieces of the puzzle somehow.]


Nov. 12th, 2014 09:59 pm
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[ It's late at night when you get this message.

Hello to all heroes and villains, and people who really don't give a shit. Meet Carl Grimes: a kid who kinda straddles in all three categories. He's actually pretty filthy, with his blue shirt stained with dirt and sweat. His hair is slick with sweat as well, looking like it hadn't been washed in a few days. The only thing that looks impeccable is the hat he's wearing: brown with light gold tassels, a sheriff's hat.

His eyes are clear and he frowns in confusion. It's obvious he's a newcomer. ]

Hi. I'm Carl.

[ He pauses, trying to find something good to say without saying anything. It's like reaching out to people on the internet before the walkers came about, he suppose. He's trying to remember what you do on that, but he hasn't been on the Internet for a long, long time. ]

I was in Georgia before I came here. I was with my dad. His name is Rick Grimes. He was a sheriff, if it helps. I don't know if he's here or not, so I'm just looking. So I guess . . .

[ Another pause, and he looks a little uneasy, unsure what else to say. He wants to say the names of others, but he's not even sure if they are even alive, the last time he saw them they were running around in the burning wreckage of their home.

His uneasiness and habitual shyness took the better of him and quickly turns off his camera, sending the message to other "heroes" before he looses his nerve and not say anything to anyone at all. ]


Sep. 22nd, 2014 03:56 am
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You know, it just occurred to me!

I'm over six million years old.

And organics don't live very long.

And I bet the others like me aren't quite that old either. So.

That makes me the oldest living thing here! Right?

I'm your elder. Everyone's elder.

Fear me!

[This important message brought to you by old-as-fuck Tailgate.]

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Sep. 17th, 2014 06:57 pm
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[Max is sitting on an office chair and lazily spinning around on what appears to be a stage. He's wearing the equivalent of BK's crown.]

Employees are the greatest invention ever! These humans don't acknowledge Inhuman royalty, but they'll still cater to my every whim.

[He indicates to whoever is holding the communicator to pan over to a bunch of people standing around and fanning or feeding a very large bulldog. They look like they're only tolerating this for their pay-cheque. A snap of his fingers has the camera back on him.]

But I put forward a question to my fellow refugees, name a show with sufficient amount of explosions so these won't go to waste.

[He finally stands up and claps his hands twice. The wall behind him explodes and the camera drops to the ground as people scream and run out evidently deciding this is not worth the money. Max comes back into view as he stands over it.]

Hmm, less loyal than I hoped. That was only a very small one too.

[And then he bends down to pick it up and the video ends.]

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Sep. 15th, 2014 01:49 am
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[ the camera turns on to show jemma simmons sitting standing outside, looking rather unhappy. she's been filled in and had a few moments to question it, freak out, and then the final step... acceptance.]

I've been debriefed, if you can even call it that. This is all a little impossible to believe, frankly. [ but she's learned in her time with shield that there's little that's actually impossible.] I suppose it would be rude to refuse an position at the local uni but... [ she makes a face, her nose wrinkling.] I have two PhDs for goodness sake! I was one of the youngest graduates of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy of Science and Technology!

And they offered me an assistant teaching job. [so. insulted. and flustered. so british. shield is now defunct and there are those who may look down upon her for such accomplishments. she tries not to deflate too much as she mutters something that might sound like two phds.]

Skye? May? [ she wants to ask after fitz but he wouldn't be here, conscious, and coulson, well, he's supposed to be dead so...] Please tell me you're here somewhere.
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[ on the network tonight there's something that distinctly Doesn't Belong. ]

Three-Sided by LOKIOFASGARD 13 Sep 2014
imPort (Relations) | Mature (17+) | Work in Progress

Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Matt Murdock/Harvey Dent, Matt Murdock/Tony Stark, AU, NSFW, Matt Murdock, Tony Stark, Harvey Dent, Lawyer Sex, Office Sex, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Dubious Politics, Dubious Everything, Making This Up As I Go

Harvey Dent is caught manipulating the mortal legal system, and Matt Murdock must defend his integrity—even as they fall further into the abyss of judicial enchantment! The two of them land themselves in the political scandal of century, while Tony Stark becomes tangled in a seemingly unrelated web of courtroom drama caused by his own heavy hand.

As they dig themselves deeper into personal complications, they become increasingly threatened with a reveal that would expose their intense, yet clandestine love triangle.

Language: English Words: 30,938 Chapters: 5/? Comments: 127 Kudos: 54 Bookmarks: 16 Hits: 1586

[ for whoever decides to dive right into the bowels of this terrible real person fic, it's quite well-written. the prose is almost poetic, and the characterizations and dialogue believable. included is a fairly graphic elevator scene.) it's gripping and gritty, if not a little theatric and self-indulgent. despite it being quite lovely, there's the distinct feeling that the reader might actually need a shower, whoops.

it's up on the network for about ten minutes before

ETA Whoopsie. Misfire.

[ a wild fanmix appears. ]
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[ The video clicks on to show a teenage boy sporting a black eye and a letterman jacket with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a big letter 'R' on it, as well as a mildly derisive expression on his face. It's a well-crafted guarded look, closing his face off from giving much away about what he might be thinking in the disdainful nonchalance it conveys. ]

So, I think one of my favorite things about this place so far is how I managed to show up just in time to start up school. Again. Some sense of humor someone's got -- but hey, I'm not complaining.

[ There's good reason for why he's not, but that of course he doesn't mention; better to play it like he's too mature for that kind of nonsense. He flourishes with his hand in a theatrical sort of gesture before he goes on, and briefly his tattoo is visible -- although instead of REGISTERED it just reads REG, the rest covered up with an adhesive bandage.

He continues in a tone of mustered confidence, approximating the appropriate smug punch his follow-up really calls for:

I'm Reggie Mantle, and I'm not gonna ask about superpowers or trans-dimensional whatcha-call-it because I figure, real or unreal doesn't matter much if we're livin' it anyway. I got a better survey question from a homework assignment:

What do you hate? With a passion?
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[The video starts off with a closeup of someone's hooded face. The person draws back, a gloved hand reaching up to push back the hood and reveal a rather young looking face. Now that she's visible her skin has patches of almost white around her eyes at scattered around her face and neck. But the most noticeable thing is her eyes, black sclera with teal pupiless eyes that seem to glow. When she speaks her voice words hold a slight Cajun drawl.]

So this is really Earth? [How many times has this been asked?] It's not like the Earth I remember leavin' a few years ago. Has it been that long? [She pauses, brow furrowing as she looks off to the side. After a moment she frowns and shakes her head.]

I get they expect us to play hero or something an' they got us jobs an' that's great an' all but who thought I'd make a good historical tour guide? I dunno anything about Florida. [Her lips pull up on the right side into a sneer.] An' do I really gotta go to school? I ain't been in years. Would feel weird goin' back.

[There's a pause as she tries to think of anything else to bring up. She would ask about her friends from back home but she's spent the last week trying to contact them to no avail, clearly she's alone here.]

So...there's other cities right? Where we can live and still do whatever it is they want o' us? What are they like, the cities I mean. I haven' had a chance to check 'em out yet, it'd be nice to know what I'm in for. [Any brochures or whatever else she finds just sells the cities off on their most basic appearance. She leans forward, as if she's going to turn off the feed, then remembers,] Uh, thanks in advance. [And then she turns it off.]


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