HEY!

CONNER!

[No he has... no idea who this guy is. Not even a little bit. He does, however, pay very good attention to gossip and boy he can't pass this shit up-]

When are we gonna do this voodoo shit? I mean I got all these fucking chickens, I can't just not voodoo them.

[Most people... will not recognize who this is.

Wade after all, hadn't taken his mask off for his first post here. While indeed, the video feed only takes up his top half, it's pretty clear he's wearing some goddamn hideous Hawaiian shirt, a beer on the table beside him.]

... So no really, what the fuck do you do for fun here, other than get drunk and make clumsy innuendo at your boss?

Hey kids!

I know what you're all thinking.

Wow, I can't believe Spiderman finally hit puberty! Aren't his abs amazing, I just want to rub my face all over them.

First of all, thanks, I work out.

Second of all, don't call me Spiderman, lets get that out of the way right now.

Third of all, I just took a nap on the bottom of a cave because I.... accidentally... kicked the fancy Star Wars hologram over there, just wanted to put that out there: Don't kick the hologram. PSA here, kids.

Forth of all, I lost track of what I was listing.

And fifth of all because I'm on a roll and I need to prove I'm sober and I can count to five, does anyone have directions to a really cheap bar? I'll also accept directions to the pharmacy or a tire and lube.

I'm gonna need a few more chemicals in me before I deal with this. It's for my sake, not your-

I mean your sake, not mi-

No definitely my sake, sorry. Promised a friend I wasn't going to lie as much anymore.

Who: Tannusen and/or whoever!
Where: Genessia City - Velvet Lust (Please read that link if you're gonna tag in!)
What: A general Velvet Lust catch-all post for May. Back-tagging in the future, and back-dating now or later are both fine. I haven't done one of these since last June whoops.
Warnings: Will add as/if needed.

🌟 OTAs, and closed threads between people who aren't Tannusen are also welcome!
(Please note it in your subject line, so I don't barge in!)
There are rules! And there are enforcers. Characters (or NPCs!) who step out of line will be removed from the premises.

( A. [OPEN - obligatory Tannusen prompt!] )

( B. [OTA - the Lil prompt!] )

( C. [OTA or LOCKED - choose your own adventure!] )

Upon hearing of the bounty on the head of a group of trouble-making cowboys, Cad Bane was almost offended and for sure didn't want people to think that he was involved. Even talk of the leader using pistols and having cybernetic enhancements had him irritated. He himself didn't have those but his gadgets could perhaps be mistaken as such. It felt almost like it was something personal and he was determined to track this man named 'Goodman' down. An ironic name, he thought.

Wade took an interest in the case as well and they'd worked together often so Bane was pleased to have his room-mate tag along. He had also been contacted by the Tenth Doctor about joining in. Bane didn't particularly like to share these bounties, splitting the rewards, but he had been doing pretty well here since his arrival some months ago and he could let one or two on occasion be shared with extra hands.

It didn't hurt to have some back-up either. Or a distraction.

He called a meeting to his and Wade's apartment in Genessia to sort out what was known and plan their next move.

[ Fumbling. Wait, a button got pushed-- ]

[ Falling. A flash of the sky, a blurry figure, then nothing. ]

[ Well, nothing visual, anyway. ]

Shhhit.

Who: Tannusen and/or whoever!
Where: Genessia City - Velvet Lust (Please read that link if you're gonna tag in!)
What:

There was no lead-up, no early announcements. It was just one unremarkable night, and then... every patron or staff member alike who came downstairs from the club floor had donned a banana costume. Some had willingly put them on, and others had been forcibly stuffed into their bright yellow peels.

Bananas mingled among the downstairs patrons, some going back up, others going outside to mill around with their friends both banana'd and not. Maybe they were talking them into going upstairs? Or maybe they were warning them that Wade had been given an Extra Special Assignment...

Either way, the party upstairs was sure to be extra wild tonight. And full of potassium.

(Tag each other! Tag me! Tag Wade! This isn't an open Tannusen post so much as it's an open Velvet Lust post. Enjoy!)

(Feel free to assume the costume is magically stuck on until sunrise if you want!)

[It says a lot about Scott’s life that when he wakes up in a metal coffin in a different world than his own, it’s not even in the top ten of weirdest things to happen to him this month. He still has around his neck the power dampening collar Emma put on him after the kidnapping and Scott takes a moment to wonder if he blacked out because of her assault on his mind before he notices the white box and its contents. He then checks the information available and listens to Weiss's hologram a few times to make sure he gets all the info. So, he's in the wrong universe again. Must be Tuesday, carry on.

Shaking those thoughts of his mind, Scott claws at the collar but there's no getting rid of it without the code to unlock it. The beams of concussive force of his eyes might be a pain in the ass on occasion but he doesn’t like being this vulnerable in a strange place. When the audio transmission starts, the voice is polite and calm, obviously belonging to a young male.

There are a lot of things he wants to ask - If there are mutants in the cities, if anybody has seen his team, if totalitarian regimes are the norm here as well...but what he ends saying is:] 

Hello, good day. Is anybody around here good at picking locks?

[Because he is an idiot.

After the question, there's a silence while Scott cringes at his own words. He tries to come up with an explanation for his request that doesn't make him sound like a criminal.]

I'm...in the middle of a complicated predicament, so I'd appreciate a little help.

[Yes, very good. That doesn't sound suspicious at all. Nailed it, Scott.]

Who: Crow and YOU! Well you if you're unlucky enough to be in the bank he's gonna rob.
What: BANK ROBBERY!
When: Tonight~! 8/3/2017 - evening
Where: Genessia City
Warnings: Villain tropes and explosions!
Notes: I will be posting an inside the bank option and an outside the bank option. Please mark which one you are responding to in the subject of your tag.

( Cue the villain's theme song )

Who: Wade and Bane
Where: Apartmentside, cuz they bros
When: Forward dated to the 4th
What: EVENT TIME ITS THE EVENT WHOOPIE HOORAY
Warnings: Mentions of terminal illness, physical pain, mental illness, angst, more angst, someone might cry a little

( To Just Stop Being? )

[Usually, this channel is all video all the time.

Which... makes this... odd.]

Hey kids!

Are you good at puzzles?

Looking to bone up on your human hand anatomy, but that A&P book is just too fucking pricey?

Are cadavers too impermanent for you?

Come on down to Wade's kitchen and learn through an intensive, fully interactive, two hour long program on how to reassemble a human hand that accidentally got caught in a Nutri-Ninja.

... Bring bleach.

[Groggy was the least of Leonard's problems, following closely after 'Where the hell am I?'. Oh, sure, he'd sat and listened to the hologram, and it would be his damn luck if that was all true. He'd still prefer to hear it from a person.

Yanking someone off a spaceship in the middle of space wasn't as much of an impossibility as it seemed before Jim'd beamed onto the Enterprise mid-warp with Scotty.

He didn't mind being planet-side, a good old fashioned atmosphere was always well and good by him. What was pissing him off more was the fact that he'd come down with the clothes on his back, his communicator, and nothing much else. The damn communicator didn't even work, or at least it wasn't picking up anything.

After about an hour he'd stopped waiting by the bay, taken his welcome package and headed off to what the map had said was a bar a few blocks away. Jack's - or something like that.

One drink wasn't going to get him drunk and if he was really the only one that got abducted here they'd be looking for him.

Leonard McCoy is nursing his second glass of bourbon and frowning over the paperwork he'd taken to reading when he finally looks at the other communicator they gave him. Well, he figured, why the hell not? He's scowling into the device once he finally turns it on.]

Doctor Leonard McCoy, Starfleet Medical Officer here, and I've got just one good question for whoever happens to be on this damn thing; What the hell is really going on here?

[He tilts the device pointedly away and takes another sip of his drink before returning to its view. Then, as almost an afterthought he adds;]

Aside from what that hologram had to say.

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.

Remember the awards I mentioned, well I have some possible awards.

However I am not choosing who gets put on the nominations, that will be down to you. Please note that Best Guardian and Deputy won't need any because everyone who is a Guardian and Deputy is already automatically on the list.

But I do still need nominations for the following:

Best Dressed Male and Female
Best Cook
Best Dancer
Best Singer
Most Generous
Best Joker
Most Heroic
Cutest Couple
Best Network Poster
Best Newbie
Most Helpful
Best Friend To Have
Most Charming Smile
Most Likely To Kick Your Ass If You Meet Them In A Dark Alley
Most Badassed

We will also have a sort of like worst categories to, which will be as follows:

Worst Dressed
Unluckiest Person
Most Annoying
Most Likely To Get Punched In The Face
Most Likely To Be Forever Single
Most Likely To Accidentally Cause A War

If anyone else has anymore award possibilities they would like to add let me know. But for now have at you with nominations. To note I will be accepting nominations for the next two weeks and nominations will be announced shortly after I close off.

So good luck all~

[It was a couple more hours before Krista even turned on the device again, ruffling her hair slightly as she leaned back against her sofa.]

Alright, I should really come out and ask.... More so with something I saw recently, so I gotta ask peoples honest opinions. [She took a small breath for a moment, looking down at the device.]

What do people honestly think about those who choose every aspect of another persons life? I mean like everything? I'm asking for... personal reasons.

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: Cad Bane, Wade Wilson.
What: The Big Hit bounty via Ashton Bird.
Where: Genessia City.
When: Today.
Warnings: Possibly violence, gore and language.

( On the hunt )

[Video]

RO- [Before the video can even start, the phone dropped to the ground and a huge orange reached down for it. Once righted, the video shows a bright orange and red face with mean yellow eyes and wild cream colored hair. Jasper looks pretty hacked off.]

Outdated junk!

Look Rose, I know this is your doing! You didn't want to face me, so you stranded me on another useless hunk of rock! Well I'll get out of here Rose and I. Will. Destroy. You.

[She takes a moment to compose herself... she still looks pretty pissed.]

Citizens of this worthless bit of soil, I need a ship. One that can fly.

[Action]

"Get out of my way!" Eight feet of angry rock lady stomps her way down the sidewalk, taking up most of it. Weaker bits of cement crack under her footfalls. She doesn't care who or what is in her way, she'll push them right into the road if she has to.