Here's a fun math question!

Bade Bilson suffers from low attention span and periods of severely reduced inhibition.

Bade Bilson also has a very lucrative job at a high paying gigaroo making tons and tons of money for essentially motor boating women and goosing men at a night club.

If Bade Bilson's paycheck is breaking four figures this week, how much of town can Bade Bilson afford to cover in toilet paper before Bade Bilson runs out of money or is caught by resident cranky Fun Police, Sourpuss McNotCool?

Send your answers to P.O Box 404 at Teepee Town, Genessia.

[Jacques isn’t sure what he’s doing here or how he even got here, but he is pleasantly surprised to see Weiss has opened up a branch of his company over here. Perhaps the girl had more of a mind for business than he had first imagined. Of course, it also could have been because of him; he’d given her ample time to think about things when he imprisoned her in her room.

With a few adept strokes, a video of him is being broadcast, glorious mustache and all.]

Good Evening. My name is Jacques Schnee, proud father of Weiss Schnee who you all seem to know. I trust that she’s been doing an honorable job of starting up a branch of the Schnee Company here in… Genessia, was it? However now that I’m here I’ll of course be stepping up to run my company just as soon as I get settled in. If you have any business with Schnee, be sure to send them my way and I’m sure we can work something out.

[He’s laying the charm on thick – it’s all about appearances, after all.]

Weiss, darling, be sure to call me and let me know where you are staying so we can have a little chat, just the two of us. I’m glad to see you doing so well.

[Rocket woke up irritated, and became more irritated upon exiting his weird sleep-egg thing and finding himself in some kind of weird watery underground hole with nobody else around. When the communicator clicks on, the voice of the hologram can be heard first, just before Rocket's.]

What the hell is a Genessia?

[He doesn't pronounce it exactly right. There's a sound of metal-on-metal, and a frustrated noise from Rocket.]

Well, this is a great mess, no clue where this loony place is, and just some fricking holo humie in a skirt, could use the parts though.

[Yup, he's attempting to disassemble the base of the hologram with the tools that came over with him, his gun strapped to his back.]

HEY, anybody know what the hell this place is and how I got here? Cos I don't remember blacking out.

[Of course, he says that right before that weird gas comes out of the base and he passes out, so replies will happen after he comes to.]

[ The device must be propped against something, possibly another book like the one lying open in front of the camera, though the angle is too sharp to see what the book may be. There are three more books stacked off to the right, and a fourth is added to the stack as Dorian leans into view, closing it and placing it atop the stack. ]

I find myself in need of aid.

[ He clears his throat before continuing. ]

First, I should thank everyone for their assistance when I first arrived. You were all most helpful. For those I've yet to meet, [ He inclines his head toward the camera in greeting. ] I am Dorian of House Pavus, and I find myself in need of assistance once again.

Nothing so dramatic as my arrival, of course. I was simply wondering if anyone may have a recommendation from whence to acquire a viable and quality mage's staff, preferably of an Inferno aspect, or, more likely and more conveniently, where to acquire components with which to assemble my own. I'm well and truly capable of casting without the use of a foci, but in a pinch, speed and finesse is preferable to only finesse.

I thank you for your time in advance.

Okay.

So I got bored.

While mired in the depths of this boredom, I invented a super cool fun new game for all your friends, family and children to participate in.

This game is called "Deadpool Stole Your Shit".

The rules are:

Look around your house!

Is something missing?

I fucking took it.

If you want to get it back you can goddamn find me and pry it out of my cold dead instantly regenerating hands, sucks to be all you normie suckers.

[[YOU WANT YOUR SHIT STOLEN? POST HERE! With whatever random item you want to have vanished. If you're not interested in being burgled, but you want to comment anyway, just mention it OOCly or in your title so I don't get confused.]]

Who: Icy, Guardian and his Deputies and Open
Where: Attleton
What: Icy attack with her Army of Darkness
When: 15th April (Will do another log for the climax tomorrow)
Warnings: Warnings of violence because...there will be violence.

15th April - Morning [Closed to Guardian and his Deputies]
[Icy had made sure she had everything perfectly sorted for her plan, which when she planned realized there wasn't a lot to it except for placement. As she stepped foot into the city, she clapped her hands together. Now all that was left was to summon her army and target the Guardians office.

With a smirk slowly spreading across her face, she raised her hands as dark clouds started to cover over th sky and dark rain descended from the heavens. It was unusual rain and for good reason as the puddle was slowly forming into various shapes and of various sizes. Even a throne for herself.

Icy raised her hands when her army was done, the rain still pouring down for a little while longer before dissipating as Icy pointing forward.]

Onwards towards the office of the so called Guardian.

15th April - Morning onwards
[It seemed like a perfectly normal day, at least until it started to rain. But... the clouds seem darker than normal and the rain seemed...pitch black in colour. How odd. However as one might continue their normal day one will slowly start to notice various creatures walking the streets, seemingly marching. They don't seem to friendly either. If one were to get close, they would soon realize that they really aren't friendly at all.

One of the larger creatures raised her arm and swings down towards some poor expecting person. Seems like the battle has begun, or at least people might be needing help.]

THERE'S A FECKIN' SEAL IN THE SINK.

[Okay he's never pokemonn'd before so he has no idea what he's looking at. Popplio however, is gazing at Cassian with what might be the most adoring, baby eyed stare one might ever see on a seal.

Cassian is not having it]

Who put this-

TANNUSEN?!

DID YE PUT A GODDAMN SEAL IN THE GODDAMN SINK?

YE DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT THING'S BEEN ROLLIN' IN!

[There's a video of Jade in a school yard playground. There are kids around still playing, waiting to be picked up by their parents.]

"Hello everyone, I just got off from work teaching the children. I want to show you what hatched from my egg a few days ago. When I first got it, it's very, very cold and I tried to keep it warm, but to no avail. I thought it was a goner, but I kept it anyway, thinking it would hatch someday...and it did."

[In the video, on screen, Jade shifted his phone to an ice cream cone shaped pokemon. Her body is made of ice, the head shaped in an ice cream scoope swirl, and well...it's an ice cream cone. What's there to be said? It's a Vanillite! The ice pokemon levitate around, playing with the swings, the merry go round, and she keeps saying "Vanillite" a lot for speech.]

"It turned out that wasn't the case as it seems this one is naturally made out of ice itself and it's her special ability. Unfortunately, she accidentally turned everything into ice by just breathing on it, including testing her powers on my furniture. I was wondering if I should name her Vanilla Ice?"

[A skull-like being appears on the network - but no, it's not a human skull and it isn't the creature's actual head. Instead it is some sort of mask, through which yellow eyes glare angrily. These are the only part that looks to be truly alive, however. Much of the rest of his body is hidden by a cloak wrapped around his shoulders, but what other parts that can be seen are robotic, yet skeletal - including a claw-like hand currently clutched into a fist. Some may be able to tell he's some sort of alien cyborg. His metallic voice is harsh.]

Where are these so-called City Guardians and your military operations?

Your explanations are not satisfactory. It was a mistake to bring me here and I demand that you return me to my ship at once.

[In her own home in Nova City, Grell uses the front camera of her phone, showing not only her tussled red locks while wearing a blue, button down shirt, but showing a bit of tiredness.

Okay, a lot of tiredness.]

It’s no secret that we’ve been gifted eggs, but if anyone has difficulty keeping an eye on them, or doesn’t want to be bothered with taking care of them, Deputy Guardian Marco will gladly keep them cozy, safe, and warm.

[She switches the camera to the back of the device, showing two sofas brought parallel to each other, two tables also parallel to each other, so together they create a make-shift den of sorts. This new space is filled with many blankets, a dozen pillows and cushions, three eggs (clearly marked “GRELL”, “MARCO”, and "NAMUR" with black ink on the shell), and a large, blue, sparkly phoenix fussing over them both.]

He’s been keeping me up most of the time after our shift, asking things like “is the thermostat high enough?” or “I think I felt it move, yoi!” or some other rubbish like that.

[There’s definitely grumpiness in her voice.]

So if you wish to leave your egg with us, write your name on it, and bring a blanket. We’ll give you our address, if interested. No payment necessary.

[The camera switches back to her, and she seems to be closer to the “nest”, sitting on the back of one of the couches.]

While I have your attention, Marco and I are married, not only to the job, but to each other, which makes things a bit difficult if we wish to take a short honeymoon together. Even after almost three years of marriage we’ve not taken one. We instead played paintball around campus in the previous world we met.

[They have the best priorities…]

So, what would you suggest we do for a day trip somewhere, hmm?

This world just get's more and more annoying.

[The egg was a extremely bad reminder of something horrifying that happened to her. ]

Can they just hatch and be potentially city destroying already? That would be more fun than playing house with something so disgusting.

So, I should probably guess that this is part of Genessia's phenomena...

[He then shows a large white egg he got this morning, which he transferred it by a sofa pillow as it wrapped around a warm towel.]

I doubt that this is a Pokemon egg, but I had to warm it, just in case.

Still, I'm wondering what or where this egg came from... Any ideas?

Uhm-- [Jaune starts to raise his hand, but stops himself.] I've got a question. Is anyone good at breaking rocks? And weapon modifications I guess. And armor, but mainly breaking rocks.

[ As the feed came into focus, a certain individual who had been making himself quite know in Genessia's political scene could be seen sitting behind a rather nice looking desk in a rather nice looking office. Most notable were several paintings adorning the wall behind him, but other various odds and ends scattered about showed that he had decidedly expensive looking tastes. A plaque on the desk's surface read his name: Mayor Oswald Cobblepot. His expression was all smiles, but not overbearingly so. Just the right balance between politeness and sincerity showed on his face as he laced his fingers together and looked directly into the camera. ]

Citizens of Everglade and beyond, greetings to you all. To those of you who are perhaps new arrivals or are unaware of recent turn of events regarding Everglade's previous mayor, it was in accordance to one of his final wishes in office that I would serve as his replacement. Due to last week's dangerous incident with the infamous Dr. Seek I was unfortunately unable to make this announcement in a timely manner, but I do hope you will all be understanding.

[ Oswald straightened his tie briefly before continuing on. ] As you all know, Everglade is a city that has been under quite a bit of duress as of late. The reason I'm here is to make positive changes to the lives of every species, human or otherwise, both in and outside the borders of this city and I sincerely hope that resolutions that benefit all can be reached. That said, I have wasted no time working with our Guardian to take steps in that direction.
( Read more... )

Who: Icy and Trahearne
What: Trahearne is hunting down Icy who is planning on giving them a little present.
When: Backdated to 12th January
Where: Genessia

[Icy was currently sitting down on her ice throne, leaning back and simply being amused at all the reactions she got. She was right when she suspected no one would really do a thing, or at least a good portion of them anyway. However there was one that happened to catch her eye. She wasn't sure what was going to happen, she was at least planning to see what would happen.

If they could find her in her area though.]

[Outside - Any city]

During early morning and dusk, sometimes late at night, a creature has taken to stalking anyone that catches its eye. Rarely does it come fully into view but one can catch a glimpse of it as it darts in and out of sight behind its target. It appears to be a black dog of monstrous size, easily five feet at the shoulder. It's a rangy looking thing with coarse fur, huge pale eyes, and a smile of sharp teeth too big for its mouth.

Mostly it's content to freak out loners out at odd times but it might just stand its ground if confronted or even chase down those that run.

[Anyone around The Bay would likely notice something happening. A light seemed to be shining from within, and after a few moments that light would explode into a dazzling rainbow of color washing over the surroundings, making it dull by contrast. At the center of this light was a woman. Tall, slender, and wearing a fashionable if revealing dress and hair that encompassed just as many colors as the light surrounding her. She stood at the entrance of The Bay, looking around with mild disdain before finally beginning to walk, wandering the streets as she gathered her bearings, the light seemingly following her everywhere.]

[Video]

[It had been a couple hours and Ragyo was shown seated at an outdoor cafe, a coffee next to her as the pamphlet she'd woken up with and the odd currency laid out in front of her as if she were analyzing everything that came with her. As the video started, she was putting down the pendant she had received with a soft sigh.]

La vie est drole... I would commend the audacity of anyone brazen enough to attempt to kidnap me, and the skill to follow through with it. However, cowardice is unappealing. Shoving me into that pod thing was simply uncalled for. As for the hologram claiming this is some other world? You'll forgive me if I maintain some doubts.

I suppose I should introduce myself anyway, should any of that information prove true. My name is Ragyo Kiryuin. I am CEO of the Revocs corporation, and a very powerful woman. It would be in the best interest of my kidnappers to release me and return me to Japan. I have very important work yet to do.

[While it had been unexpected to arrive here, Kylo Ren has gotten his bearings easily enough. He observed the welcome, thoroughly read through all the information he could find, found the map and his temporary lodgings and that is now where he is. Upon examining his device, he finally decides to broadcast a message. It's clear he's annoyed, though. There's a frown on his face and his lips are pursed until he speaks.]

Even given such a hospitable welcome, this is not acceptable. I can't be held here. If anyone has any information on how to leave or an available ship, inform me at once.

[There are days that Icy enjoys being mean in front of the cameras and today was one of the days. Wherever she was, it was not obvious, however it was at least clear she was sitting on something, one leg crossed over the over. Her blue finger nails brushing up against her cheek.]

A short while back, something amused me. It wasn't the hilarious reactions of people who got angry over being stabbed in the back. Which was fun, but at the same time it was over a major loser. Not even worth it. Much better killers and such out there who have done much worse than what that pathetic waste of space could have ever hoped to dream.

Oh, but that's right they didn't do anything to you, so it's perfectly okay, right?

[She shrugs slightly.]

It's why you people amuse me, so many of you are so hypocritical it's laughable. So many people get hurt and you don't bat an eyelid, but the moment 'heaven forbid' someone you know gets hurt you want to seek vengeance. And the very people I am talking about can be the very people whose job is to, oh, I don't know actually protect people.

[Icy couldn't help but smirk slightly, she couldn't give a rats ass about any of the guardians, but she felt like things could be 'better' to say the least.]

It's why I am going to say this right now, watch your excuse for guardians not do a thing until it already happens and people get hurt or worse because they just fail in every aspect. But one day in the future I will be launching an attack on one city. I haven't decided which of the four to target just yet, but just wait and see what happens because well that is all everyone will be doing and that is amusing.

[She waves her hand slightly before switching off the feed.]