#2; voice

Jul. 19th, 2014 09:59 am
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[ it's early in the morning when Tommy decides to post to the network. very early, if the faintly audible morning chorus in the background is anything to go by. ]

Okay, so-- people date while they're stuck here? I keep hearing about it and every time I wanna know why, 'cause it's crazy. Prisoner solidarity, I get that much, but you're never going to see this person again, ever, so what's the point?

[ he pauses. ]

If you already knew them, that's different.
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[ When Charles appears on the screen his expression is twisted into one of confusion, with a layer of thoughtful disapproval dusted on top. He opens his mouth to speak, then shuts it; debating two subjects that seem to be warring for relevance at the front of his mind. Really, that's been the story of his day to day life, here. ]

There are entirely too many strange things going on in this future; there's more culture shock than I'd expected. On the one hand, I suppose I had expected cars to fly—not disappointing. On the other, what on Earth are the ingredients in this? [ Charles displays an energy drink for the camera after a moment with a knit brow. ] I really only wanted tea—which they didn't have—and I was given this in the place of coffee. I don't think it "does the same thing". I think I was lied to.

[ Then, putting it aside, his expression turns more serious. ]

I digress. I can.. save my suspicion for another day. What I would like to know, from anyone who is willing—what is the power you acquired upon your arrival here? They are not unusual where I am from. However, they're acquired through genetic means; I cannot help but wonder if that is true here, as well, in some—retroactive way, if your genes have been... modified.

Thank you.

[ He's right about to shut off the feed before he stops and, as an aside, says: ]

I would also appreciate it if someone younger could tell me whether or not there are drugs in this drink. Thank you.

001: video

Jul. 16th, 2014 02:46 pm
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Hello, fellow imPorts.

[The feed displays a young man, around 17 or 18-- but the air he gives off is somehow older, more self assured than you'd expect from a teenager. He's dressed sharply in an expensively well-tailored suit; his concession to the heat was to forgo the tie and leave the top button undone. In his breast pocket, a neatly folded handkerchief square peeps out. The overall image is painfully British.]

Having seen a few young people discuss their worries about being ready for schooling in September, I would like to offer my services as a tutor to those in need. Though the history and geography of my own world is rather different, I'm quite proficient in most areas of mathematics and science, including algebra, statistics, geometry, trigonometry, physics and chemistry.

Additionally, I'm fluent in French, Czech, Hebrew and Latin should anyone desire to learn another language-- not that it is strictly necessary, here.

I admit though, that is only one part of my inquiry.

In fact, I'm eager to continue here some of the work that I performed back home. I have consulted with the police department on numerous occasions to help with their investigations, have a working knowledge of the law such as it exists in my own world, and have also some experience liaising with the press. If anyone knows of any available job openings that could make use of my abilities, I would be in your debt.

Thank you.
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So, people get powers when they're brought here.

[ she's talked to enough people to establish it as a Fact. ]

Anyone find themselves having less than they're used to?

[ yes, yes, she's still wondering why the hell she can't just kick her way out of here. she's got ideas on her own missing power, given its nature, but a broader idea of the situation would be nice too. ]

If you want to answer, you can say what kind of power it was. Same goes for if you got anything new instead.


Jul. 9th, 2014 07:31 pm
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[ The video flickers on to a teen girl in loose black robes. At a glance, it might look like she's offering the camera a cocky half-smile, but a closer inspection will show that the expression is an illusion, caused by a small scar at the corner of her mouth. ]

Would anyone like to meet at the malt shop before school starts again? I think some of us will need a lot of help catching up for this world’s history class.


Jul. 8th, 2014 04:21 pm
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[If there is one thing Shiki isn't very all that crazy about, it's this new technology. She's not totally in the dark though and at least the escort was kind enough to explain how the new communicator worked in the simplest terms possible. Finding out that she can't make certain calls? Definitely not as fun and it made it seem even more useless.

A deep, but feminine voice brusquely leaves a message on the network, clearly not busting her chops with long questions.

So who do I have to talk to to get a plane back to Japan?

Alternatively, who do we have to get rid of to go back at all?

[A beat. She lets out a short sigh and decides she might as well introduce herself.]

Ryougi Shiki. I'm new.

[Great at this social thing isn't she?]
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[ Armstrong knows he can't just blindly advertise himself and his powers on this network. After all, to his understanding, anyone can be looking at this and he's not exactly sure what impact his actions could have on the public. With that, he's going to just post a harmless message that will garner the attention he needs from possible comrades and, hopefully, charm others into talking to him…. with his body.

His Hawaiian, pink floral print with tropical trees (decorated down to the last detail! There are coconuts with happy faces!) shirt rips revealing a diamond-cut physique that shines with sparkles as he flexes in multiple positions. ]
Hmph! I am Alex Louis Armstrong! And it appears that I have been sent here for reasons that are similar to your origin in this heroic land! [ His shirt reforms, this time, the Hawaiian shirt is green and has turtles with sunglasses. ] It will be an honor to serve alongside all of you and I wish many successes upon you in hopes that, one day, you will develop a perfect muscular system just like mine! [ RIP. Another shirt explodes and drifts into pieces as he makes some super sexy playmate endorsed poses to demonstrate his upper body girth. A new shirt forms, replacing the old one with a standard white Hawaiian shirts with red cartoonish crabs. ] If anyone would like help developing their body, please do not hesitate to give me a call! Honing these intense muscles have been a trait passed down the Armstrong family line for generations!

[ Heropa, you may pour yourself a drink right at this very moment. ]
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[A young man is seated at a table when the video feed turns on. His head is propped up by a hand on his forehead. He looks beyond exhausted, but he's forcing a smile for this.]

Florida. Great. Why can't I ever get teleported somewhere fun, like Tokyo? It's always somewhere crazy and/or boring. I'm not even in Orlando. I can't even sing bienvenido a Miami.

[Yes, those last three words are spoken like the lyrics from Will Smith's Miami. There's a brief pause, and then he shrugs.]

Too dated? Florida's not my strong suit. We can call that objection one. Two, I'd like to have some say over any ink I get in the future. They could've at least put a dragon on it.

Three is a waste of breath, because it's about how I didn't sign up for this and because I've already tried shouting about it. Nobody cares. So for now, can someone point me in the direction of a 7-11? I'm hoping that this is all heat stroke. If I give myself brain freeze with a Slurpee, maybe I'll wake up back in Mount Wundagore.

[He sighs before continuing.]

If there's anyone on this thing that isn't suffering sun-induced delusions and suddenly in the army, my name's Robbie. I don't like pina coladas, I do like long walks in the rain, and I'm terrible at yoga.

001- video

Jul. 7th, 2014 10:08 pm
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[So far, Nick has been avoiding his assigned residence. In fact, he's avoiding any and all larger pockets of people. Being pulled away a beat before dying would be enough to shake anyone up. His friends are gone, the world hasn't been devastated by plague and the Dark Man. Stranger stil, he can hear what everyone around him is thinking.

Unsettling on it's own, but Nick has never heard anything in his life. Born deaf, he's suddenly forced to cope with a cacophony of noise in his head and it's been more than a little frightening. What he has found is a quiet corner and a chance to type out a message and hope that someone can help.]

I guess I'm part of the latest band of arrivals to the city which means I should probably introduce myself. My name is Nick Andros and the world I come from is very different. I'm also deaf, so if you see me, just get my attention. I'm perfectly fine with reading lips, been doing it my whole life.

And if there are any other telepaths, or people who can hear things in their head - I could use some help.
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[ the first thing that comes on is the voice. It's a young man, British accent...and obviously sloshed. ]

Really, this government has it all planned out, doesn't it? Kidnap you, give you a tattoo, and then take you to a wonderful party to make you forget all of it. Plus, this little phone certainly is-- [ and then the voice cuts out for a little bit. offscreen, someone is talking to Dorian. ] What? It does video too? Well, mind showing me which button that is?

[ and then the video clicks on...to show Dorian's feet. Thankfully that only lasts a moment or so, before he picks up the camera, laughing slightly at how bad he is at this. The camera's at a horrible angle, but you can see Dorian laughing, dark hair still slightly damp. You can also see fireworks in the background. Dorian's obviously recording from the glass bottom boat party. Great job, buddy. ]

There we go. Anyway, I'm Dorian Gray, fresh from 2007 and one of your newest inductees in...wherever we are. [ A voice offscreen corrects him: 'It's Heropa.' And then Dorian scoffs. ] Heropa? What a dull name. Of course, it's already proven that it doesn't have dull people.

[ Goddammit Dorian, stop flirting while the video's on, that's rude. Eventually, he remembers 'oh wait a moment, I turned this on for a reason.' ]

Oh, right. Anyway, like I said, I'm fresh from 2007. Mind giving me a little catch-up on what happened from 2007 to 2014? Any world, I suppose--I have a feeling this 2014 is different from most.
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[ The video shows Erik seated in front of a desk covered in books, largely focused on the history of the past fifty years, along with the advancements in science and technology that have occurred in that time. There are several notebooks strewn about, and a map pinned to the wall with several marks made on it-- anyone who chose to scrutinize it closely enough may notice that they are the locations that are unique to this world. The room is well-lit, sunlight shining through the open window. ]

I hate to put a damper on this weekend's festivities. [ No he doesn't. ] But since my arrival, I have found myself with more questions than answers. That delightfully informative video that our hosts provided for us was of little help, I am afraid. You see, this is not the first time I have been branded against my will, and I have few reasons to believe that the intentions of this group are any more pure than the last.

So now I turn to you, my fellow imPorts, and I ask this: If you have chosen to register, why? I wish to believe that the majority of you are wise enough that you have not been drawn in by simple propaganda, so I am sure that you all have your reasons.


Jun. 22nd, 2014 09:43 am
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[Today is a nice looking day weather-wise and even Gabriel is chilled out, sat at a table outside the coffee shop. His chocolate orange mocha latte seems to be the kind where you either drink it or climb it.]

Couple of things been brought to my attention, guys. First one is the paintball thing. I don't normally do crap for this place, but this time I'm joining in on the fight. Team Unregistered are totally going to win it and I dare anyone to prove otherwise. You're all going down to China Town. It'll be good for a laugh, everyone's been so serious recently. Will be good to get out.

Secondly, I have a major sweet tooth but I'm trying to figure out why anyone would even put black licorice in their mouths. Answers on a postcard and sent to any apartment number that strikes your fancy.

[Takes a moment to scrunch a napkin up, pegging it at a random passerby.]

Lastly that other guy from before mentioned I die a lot when I help. For the record that's utter baloney, ignore it. He's a jerkwad anyway.

Alright, done. Go back to your whatever you were doings. [Feel free to harass him in person, the coffee shop is a popular one.]


Jun. 19th, 2014 07:20 pm
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[Sitting in the middle of the shot is a man, a rather plain looking fellow in simple, tidy dress, sitting on a bench. If the background foliage is any clue he's more than likely in some sort of outdoor park.

Even with his casual appearance, his evenly distributed weight and perfect posture possibly betrays a more "cultured" upbringing.

When he speaks, his tone is soft and his words have a pleasant flow.

Forgive me, please, if you find my sentiment a tired one. I'll try not to let my ignorance be a burden.

[Pausing a moment, his eyes travel down to the floor as if searching for the words there. When he returns his gaze he brings a hand up with it as if to beg a quick 'bare with me'.]

Rest assured I will not be asking for someone to spell out the full details of my predicament. I have already done my own research and, while certainly unusual to say the least, it seems a rather simple set up. Almost engineered to be such. However I have no idea if that is by some overt design or if one can simply attribute it to the efficiency and adaptability of this world's Governing body.

[Slipping his fingers together, the man leans back the few inches he needs to rest against the back of the bench and draws a quick, silent sigh.]

However. Perhaps my question, for all of my research, is too large, too... [Spreads his hands.] obtuse of a concept to expect a simple, comprehensive answer.


[A quick flash of pink as he licks his lips, and you can almost see the discomfort building in him as he prepares himself. It's at this moment the truth just behind his tepid demeanor shines through in his eyes. A sort of hopeless, overwhelming desperation just barely contained under will and nerve. Truly in this moment this man could be the most lonely, lost being in the universe.]

How does one... how do I reconcile this new life... This, this... All of it. With who I was before? How can we be expected to just forget everything that we were? Everything we... [He runs a hand through his hair as he looks up from the camera. A momentary reprieve.] -we've done? And just start all over as refugees in, what is for some of us, a completely alien world?

I ask you, good people, my question: how do we go on? When our lives are no longer relevant and everything we've fought for, everything we've bled for, is now meaningless?

What am I supposed to do?


Jun. 17th, 2014 10:10 pm
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[ The video starts off with a teenage boy smiling widely at the camera. Aw look he's even giving a little wave, how friendly. ]

First time using one of these. Looks like it's working so far.

[ And just like that the smile disappears and the expression on his face isn't all that friendly after all. ]

Alright, here's the deal. Personally? I don't believe any of the klunk I was fed when I showed up here, but we're just gonna go ahead and pretend I bought into it so we can skip any arguments here. All I really wanna know is if any of you have seen a couple of shanks named Newt or Thomas around here. One's blonde. Goofy accent. The other's ugly as klunk. Or hey, anyone calling themselves a Glader works for me.

[ He's leaning back and smiling again, but it's still not very friendly. ]

So what do you say? Anyone wanna make this easy on me for once?

#1; voice

Jun. 17th, 2014 02:03 pm
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-- So let me get this straight.

[ after a brief silence, there's a long, drawn-out sigh. ]

Alternate universe, something something Cold War, don't care, something something powers and imPorts. See? I was paying attention.

[ no, he wasn't really paying attention, he just picked up a couple of buzzwords. ]

Crazy reality-changing shit doesn't bother me, it's in the family. I can live with it. But, okay, all this mundane stuff? There's crazy and then there's boring. I'm in a different world with a different shitty apartment and a different shitty job? Great. I needed that kind of banal variety in my life. I wasn't getting worked to death enough already.

[ he talks fast. a little too fast, at times, because half of this is just him talking to himself anyway. it's like he's only vaguely aware that anyone's going to even listen to this message. ]

Wait, I know I'm forgetting-- oh, right, there it is, I remember now. What do the big guys do if you say no? Not to the job - hell, no one cares that much about tacos - but the other thing, the big thing. What were they calling it, again?


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