13 October 2017 @ 01:38 pm
Who: David and YOU!
Where: around Genessia City
When: Any time during the event! Feel free to specify a day or leave it vague, though prompt A is specifically for Friday the 13th.
What: David is a non-combatant in a very monster-infested city and good lord will someone please save this man
Warnings: None that come to mind, maybe violence? Will update as needed.

THERE ARE TWO PROMPTS TO CHOOSE FROM
so please specify which!

I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night )
 
 
[ AUDIO ] | [ Backdated to Monday afternoon ]

Uh, there -

[ There's some shuffling sound, like he's setting the phone up somewhere, still. ]

Right. So.

... I ain't good at this, either the talkin or the - well.

But just writin it seemed ... not enough, and. All of you are probably sick of seein my face, so.

[ There's a brief pause, before he goes on. He sounds very, very tired, but his voice is nonetheless serious, and firm. ]

I frightened the hell outta a lot of you.

I said a lot of stuff, some of it to some people I don't even know.

And, it's complicated, but I can say that - while it wasn't all me, it was a part of me. So, yeah, I ain't gonna pretend it isn't my fault.

I'm sorry.

[ He swallows. ]

I am sorry.

I'm not gonna. Just sit around feelin guilty, though. Not -

[ Coughs. ]

- Yeah. So.

Up to you if you take this seriously.

But let me know if I can make it up to you.

[ And then the audio is turned off. ]
 
 
Current Mood: exhausted
Current Location: Shinjiro and Akihiko's apartment
 
 
25 September 2017 @ 11:00 pm
Oh boy, get your leg busted up and get beaned by newspapers and then you miss all the cool stuff.

[Why yes, that is a kid talking about all the hullabaloo being interesting. Let us not dwell on the whole being hit with newspapers or busted legs, that's not important.]

Anyway! Considering how bad my luck has been lately, how're all of you losers?
 
 
[Someone had nabbed one of the many dogs that got loose earlier in the week, two weeks?. Eh they had grabbed a fluffy white dog from the mass of them that had been running wild and Chara had a plan.

Which was simply find where their most favourite skeleton was staying and toss the dog onto Sans while laughing. Of course it can't go off without a hitch, as their phone slips out of their pocket and turns on.

The sight everyone gets to see is mostly white wiggling dog legs, with a kids arm in a green and yellow striped sweater holding onto the source of said wiggling doggo and really it's just a shitty angle.]


Calm down, you fluffer butt. [Yes, that was Chara just calling the dog some weird cutesy nickname. The dog is a dog and just wiggles some more.] This isn't going to work if I drop you...

[A brief pause as the scene of dog butt gets closer as Chara crouches and then realizes something.]

... I really hope you didn't eat my phone. [Spoken from experience, before the video clicks off. Still showing dog bottom.]
 
 
06 September 2017 @ 09:53 pm
[ The feed turns on to show the Nova City Guardian's office - instead of being occupied by Weiss Schnee as per usual, someone new is standing in view.

Or two someones, rather.

Mercury steps back from the device, having just turned it on, with Garrus standing a short ways back. A grin touches Mercury's lips (which is nothing new) as he offers a mock salute with his fingers. ]


Weird week, right? I sure didn't expect to find myself here, but. Welp! Things happen.

That makes two of us.

[ Garrus steps forward so he’s standing side by side with Mercury. ]

As you all might have heard, Weiss stepped down from her position as Guardian of Nova City and left the two of us in charge. For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Garrus Vakarian. I’m a former officer of C-Sec’s Investigations Division back home - like a cop since I just realized you have no idea what that means. I also worked under whom I consider to be the greatest commander in my galaxy to help save it, and was in charge of a... team of individuals who were tasked eliminate a haven for criminals and the like.

Me, I’m Mercury Black, but I think I’ve been here long enough that a lot of you have seen my face. I’ll put it this way - by now I know all the rocks people can hide under in Nova City, so do yourself a favor and play nice. Or don’t, but then don’t blame anyone but yourself for what happens once we catch you. And yes, we will catch you.

[ Garrus nods firmly, opening his mouth to add onto that before letting it go. ]

Look, we could go on and on about how qualified we are, why Weiss chose us, how we’re going to uphold the law and not tolerate any injustices and the like, but I think that would bore most of you. What you need to know is that we’re the new Guardians, and we will do our best to keep this city safe.

And if you really have some desperate, burning question that you just have to put out there, then…

[ A beat, before Mercury makes a vague hand gesture towards the camera. ]

I don’t know, maybe ask?


((ooc: This is a joint post for both Mercury and Garrus - questions or comments can be directed to one or both of them! Users can, as always, leave anonymous text responses if they want to be candid or anonymous trolls.))
 
 
04 September 2017 @ 02:38 pm
So after being shut down and hopefully put into storage, I wake up and find myself not only floating in a cocoon surrounded by system clogging sea water, but I've been abducted into some other world and reactivated against my will.

Great. Just great.

I suppose I should introduce myself. My designation is DWN-009 Metal Man. I don't like wasting my time, or my abilities. I'm a combat robot and I don't have any interest in industrial work.

If anyone here has ever heard of a Doctor Albert Wily, I need to know immediately.

That's it, I guess.
 
 
 
27 August 2017 @ 06:06 pm
hey.

anyone know where i can find a decent laundromat.

i'd look it up but... i don't wanna.

[Yeah that's as in depth as this post gets. As far as Sans goes, the skeleton is actually outside for goddamn once. Maybe it's because it's just starting to get cool enough to actually wear that stupid filthy hoodie.

The state of the thing really sort of indicates why he'd be in such dire need of a washing machine, it almost looks like its the only actual outfit he owns.

To his credit, he's even lazily dragging along a detergent container that might be half the size he is in a small red wagon.

No, we're prepared today, as you can see. Gonna definitely clean something
]
 
 
27 August 2017 @ 12:27 am
[Oh look, someone is actually on the screen this time. Treasure it, he usually adores his voice function. Why bother with video when you can't see?

In any case, here he is, the phone clearly propped up, because he's obviously holding an entirely different phone in his hands. Midge is nowhere to be seen. Maybe he's behind the actually filming phone.
]

There's been some discussion on the network about a new scourge sweeping our tightly knit, familial little community. Now, I don't mean to scare anyone-

[And he does, actually, look dreadfully sincere. His expression is almost sweetly concerned, though the effect is marred somewhat by the sunglasses. Can't really pull off wide eyed concern with no eyes.]

But I'm just going to have to be frank with you, please, those with weak constitutions may want to leave the room.

... I'm sorry, Genessia... But I have heard... that people are being mean on the internet.

[There's a sharp violin sting behind the camera filming. Ah, that's where Midge went.]

I know, I know. I can't believe it either. People, being mean! To other people! Anonymously!

It's certainly something I never fathomed would happen, we're all such lovely people here. Not to worry though. I am here to give a brief lesson on what to do if someone on the internet is mean to you.

[Yeah. There's another violin sting. Szel gestures to the phone in his hand, not exactly the one from the city, but close enough in design.]

Please, pay attention. This is all highly technical, complicated jargon I'm about to start using. It's language primarily used by us experts in the technological and social media arts.

Now. Midge, I need you to pretend you are a mean person on the internet.

[The violin sting sounds dutifully, before a soft, lisping, mincing and demure voice sweetly croons out from off screen, behind the phone.]

I do not care for your glasses, for I am a low brow and simple cretin.

[The demon smiles, gesturing to the phone in his hand]

That is our insult of the hour. Now, while I could very well sit here and yell at the mean person on the internet-

[VIOLIN STING]

For the next half hour, it is highly encouraged for all those without specialized training to do the following. If you would kindly pay attention, please take note of the button, here, at the bottom of the phone.

Now, I have found that if you press this button-

[Which he does, and the screen on the phone in his hand promptly goes black as the device shuts off]

It effortlessly silences any and all instances of mean people on the internet-

[VIOLIN STING]

wherein you are free to go outside and make yourself familiar with the grass.

I believe that should cover todays PSA of mean people on the internet.

[VIOLIN STING]

Thank you.

And stay safe.
 
 
26 August 2017 @ 08:57 pm
So, after some... Conversations I've overheard I got a question for you lot. And it's okay cause like, kids need to learn stuff. So asking questions are good.

[Their tone of voice is so not serious, Chara isn't expecting anyone to give a real answer to this question. And those who do? Well they'll be people they'll want to get to know.]

So like. What is the most horrible thing you ever did and didn't feel bad about? Spare no details and hey maybe I'll tell you all my answer.
 
 
24 August 2017 @ 10:10 pm
text  
James Norrington, Deputy of Attleton, has returned home. We thank him for his service and will remember his contributions.

Applications for deputy will be accepted now.

Be advised the position is still at 3* wage level, combat skills required, with deputies expected to live in or move to Attleton. Applications will be considered in order of being filed.
 
 
24 August 2017 @ 12:05 pm
Here's one thing I don't understand. Why do people think it's sport to answer genuine questions seeking help, by "trolling" or telling them to kill things? And then get to show off how "badass" they are by the number of people they've beaten or corpses they've accumulated?

That, by the way, was a rhetorical question. They do it because they're attention seeking and the only way they can get said attention is by making someone feel inferior or at least afraid of their "mad killing abilitez" as the kids say.

Well congratulations you're all a big bunch of idiots.
 
 
23 August 2017 @ 01:24 pm
How do you work out a lot of rage when music, running, and talking or drinking aren't enough?
 
 
16 August 2017 @ 08:19 pm
[The language is spat harshly, the man himself off screen for a moment as he bustles about. Someone sounds cranky]

Cailín amadán agus a prátaí amadán....

[And on screen he comes!]

Right, anyone who's interested in betterin' themselves through education and perhaps not bein' a great stupid prat is welcome to meet me at the Genessia library. Already promised first pick to someone else, but I got a great load of books to give away.

Good deal of it is European history, if that sweetens the pot.

First come, first serve, save for Max. Tell me what your fancy is, lad.
 
 
If you were to be kidnapped and held for ransom, how much or what would you expect the payment to be?

I'd like to think I'm worth 666 virgins of noble birth.



[Action: Various Locations]

[Grell made sure to stop by both shelters of The Red House Foundation in Genessia City and Everglade. She has to make sure things are running smoothly, that staff are abiding by regulations, and that residents are being treated well. She let the children at either shelter play with her hair, since there's so much of it (it's almost touching the floor). So if anyone catches her with her hair in multiple braids full of ribbons and flowers, then...well point it out!

A few hours after her visit to the shelters (no longer with braids and such) in Nova City, a promotional event is held for her new holographic lingerie line, Hard Light, with herself and two other models on the street in front of the company helping create the technology. A crowd is gathered to watch the display, taking pictures and recording the event. Using a special compact for changing clothing, Grell goes from a red skirt suit to showing off something catering to a darker side with just a few taps, while the other models wear something more delicate and inclusive of the range of sizes the technology could compliment.

Around 4pm, Grell is at her lingerie shop in Fayren, changing the mannequins in the shop window to display something similar to what was in the promotional event. Yet around 6pm, she can be found napping in that display window, back against the wall and slumped against the window, device in her hand. It's obvious that she was using it before falling asleep...

She's had a long day!]
 
 
13 August 2017 @ 11:53 pm
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to the fuck who robbed the bank and made me wait two weeks to get my paycheck

'wheres my fuckin cash
just wait till i find your ass
hope you like smoothies'

in other news i dont have any other news i just wanted to post an angry haiku on the network

hi bane

i found the cuisinart. ill leave it to your imagination which appliance that is see you in an hour bae
 
 
[The video starts as most introduction videos to. The screen shows Max's bushy black hair before it moves down to show his face. Green eyes glare at the camera for a moment. The hologram lady is going through her usual speech and clearly Max isn't interested.]

You know, if I hadn't recently been assaulted by magic, I wouldn't believe any of this crap.

[He motions to the magazine stand, which now has all of it's papers tilted to the right and shuffled around. Have fun sorting that out.]

I'm not going to some stupid kid's house either. Fuck that noise. Someone around here has to be okay with breaking child labor-

[Max is interrupted by a very loud and familiar voice to some in the city.]

MAX!

Oh god n-

[Before Max can even finish his sentence, David is picking him up and Max drops the phone. It hits the ground but both can still be seen.]

Oh, Max, it's so great to see you! Are you okay? I know it must be pretty disorienting to be here so suddenly but you're going to be alright! I'll take care of you! Don't worry, the people here are so friendly and welcoming, you'll make so many new friends you won't know what to DO with them all and --

Somebody fucking shoot me.

Max...language.

[With that, the video ends.]
 
 
02 August 2017 @ 12:59 am
Who: Chara and whoever (open?)
Where: Everglade, just anywhere in there.
When: August 1st-ish
What: Following up on some anon things and this symbol.
Warnings: Uh, Chara probably being a creepy freak child, if anything else comes up I shall edit.

The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! )
Tags: ,
 
 
26 July 2017 @ 12:54 am
What: Catch-all for the Attleton Olympics
When: July 26th till August 2nd
Where: Attleton, Battle Colosseum
Warning: Should be mostly PG-13, with some competitions possibly going up to R?

[The streets of Attleton are buzzing with activity, visitors and residents alike crowding the streets and headings towards the Colosseum. Colorful decorations adorn the streets and parts of the buildings, there are tents and vendors near the Colosseum that sell snacks, soft drinks and plushies for the little ones (or not so little ones).
Read more... )
[OOC: The opening ceremony and competition logs will be posted to this log, but you’re welcome to make your own Olympics-related posts, we just don’t want to spam the comm. Check out the roster and info post. If you haven’t yet, please plot with your competitors and give us the results. Results still outstanding by the 31st will be RNG'd.

You are welcome to play out as many matches as you like, but you don't need to RP everything.]
 
 
24 July 2017 @ 07:37 pm
Hey so, bit of a weird question. Anyone here ever heard of Torchwood, and could maybe point me how to get back to contacting the local branch? That'd be really handy, yeah?

Year and star system coordinates would also be fantastic, but I'm not holdin' my breath waitin'.

[Bites her bottom lip in thought.]

[She doesn't even know which universe this is. Much less how she got here without a dimension cannon or where everyone she was with went. Maybe they're here. But then maybe even saying their name depending on the universe is dangerous. Luckily, she's had 5+ years (give or take for literal dimension rewinds and time in the vortex) of experience in learning how to do codes.]


Here's a fairytale you've probably never heard before.

Once upon a time there was a big bad wolf. She wandered a city of metal filled with metal men. [Too dangerous to even say the world cyberman until she learned more!] She thought she was on a mission to hunt down her lost prince. But she was actually on a mission to find home. Bit like Dorothy from Wizard of Oz if you know it. And one day she met a man who wasn't a prince at all. He was a very brainy professor. There was even another man who started off as a mouse but turned into a lion full of courage, saving worlds he never even knew existed. And a really flirty captain who was probably too pretty for his own good. They weren't off to find a wizard. Just a blue box.

The big bad wolf ran away from home and her pack over and over and over again, but no matter how many times she ran, and how many new friends she made or which universe she fell into, something was always calling her back. 'Pparently you can't escape your family that easily. That or the Big Bad Wolf's mum was seriously terrifying and would fight a werewolf for diamonds and totally win.

Thanks for listening, Ta!