17 October 2017 @ 05:37 pm
[A werewolf with a red tie, clever square black glasses and a certain cuckoo hair lick on the mane greets everyone]

Hallo, I'm The Doctor. Noticed that some of the residents of this world have found themselves transformed into other creatures.

So - if you find that you're a gargoyle or vampire - please find me near the Police Box in Nova City. I have worked out an antidote so, those of you turning into stone in the morning will no longer do that and for you vampires, I can supply blood packets.

All free of charge of course.


Professor Sycamore.


[Action for Nova City]

[There's a werewolf standing in a 'pop up' shop near a Police Box and on the table are thick plastic packets of synthetic blood (no blood smell to them), gotta sink your fangs into them, right? And vials that are corked closed and in vial holders for the gargoyles. He sits there, swishing his tail back and forth and looks tired.]

(OOC: Also the gargoyle potion isn't able to work but he gets points for trying)
15 October 2017 @ 10:30 am
WHO: Yang Xiao Long & Others
WHAT: Yang's in poor shape after her last encounter. But she gets better. And she gets angry. Then at the end of the week she hunts Mercury down to give him so many words.
WHEN: October 15th - 21st, 2017
WHERE: Hospital - OPEN (10/15-10/17), Anywhere but Attleton - OPEN (10/18-10/20), Mercury's Apartment - CLOSED (10/21)
WARNINGS: Mentions of past traumatic events (Yang's lost arm, child abuse, shitty circumstances all around), possibly some Dad jokes

This was a therapeutic chain of events. )
13 October 2017 @ 09:36 pm
Who: Mercury, Yang, Emerald, and SOMEONE
Where: Attleton, near the gate to Genessia City
When: Saturday, October 14
What: While fighting monsters in Genessia City, Mercury is knocked into Attleton. Things don't go well on the other side.
WARNINGS: Since it's going into Mercury's history with his father, this is gonna get pretty dark. Mentions of child abuse and murder are guaranteed, and as far as actions go there'll be violence, maybe some torture, and Mercury's mouth at its worst. It ain't gonna be pretty.

words that kill; would you speak them to me )
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.

so please specify which!

I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night )
Man, we gotta get some shit started, so I'mma start it, right here, right now!

Gonna play a li'l game we call Marry, Shag, Cliff!

For the uninitiated, 's a game were y' make a comment, and then some other asshole's gonna give y' a list a three people, an' y' gotta come back with which one y' wanna spend yer life with, which one y' wanna hook it up with all night long- hell yeah!- an' which one y' wanna ever so gently shove off a really tall cliff. Sharp rocks is definitely at the bottom.

Who's in?

[ooc note: PLEASE TAG EACH OTHER AND GO CRAZY. Namur partially just wants to sit back and popcorn.gif as people embarrass each other ngl.]
03 October 2017 @ 11:21 pm
[The screen is tilted at an odd angle, as if someone just hit the communicator with a wandering hand, but the view it's clear, Cassian Andor's bedroom. The clues of figuring that one are that the camera shows Cassian himself in his bed, jacket lost somewhere on the floor and shirt half undone.]

I will never get tired of having lips.

[The voice comes from Cassian's company: a tall, blond man, who is not only very handsy with him but trying to suck a lovebite into Cassian's neck. That earns him a moan and a stifled laugh.]

Good, because I'll never get tired of your lips.

[He curls his fingers into the man's hair and yanks his head up, pulling him into a rough kiss.]
24 September 2017 @ 09:51 pm
[ Life had been going through a lot of changes for Emerald. First the fight with Cassian over something most people would think was her being stupid (which is why she was sure Mercury wouldn't side with her on it) but it was important to her. Mercury was City Guardian now (co-guardian, whatever, who cared about Garrus). Jaune had disappeared and he was her pet project keeping her from lashing out too badly, and shortly after she started this weird 'destroy David' thing with Max, Max disappeared leaving her a little concerned about exactly what to do with that situation but she was kind of in deep now and with Jaune gone destroying the world's happiest man's heart and soul was probably just about the next best form of entertainment.

And yet none of it could've prepared her for what she was watching on television- what was on prime time on everyone's televisions that night. If anything made her life seem normal, it was the comparison to this. The secret project she'd been approached by a one Dave Strider for that was airing for the first time tonight thanks to Prime Time Film & Television and would be on weekly until the end of its run.

Corazón Rebelde de Fayren.

It felt like Emerald's stomach was rebelling against her though, not her heart. Oh well. Shh, stomach, the show was starting. Thank god she didn't tell anyone she knew about this. Feel free to text/call/knock on her door to harass her as she hides in her tiny apartment under her numerous throw blankets. ]


The series premier of Corazón Rebelde de Fayren )
14 September 2017 @ 08:14 pm
 *Selphie appears on the screen with a super sweet smile. She flutters her eyelashes and gazes into the distance, doing some kind of imitation of a model. On her head is a gorgeous flower crown, which she touches very gently*

Do you want to give flowers to your flower? Make the most beautiful person in your life even more beautiful? Or maybe you want to charm a special gorgeous man or woman in your life? Then buy them a stunning flower crown.

*She poses and pouts this way and that a little longer, before finally bursting into giggles at her own silliness*

Available as a very special limited edition from Kitten in the House Flower Shop, right here in the heart of Attleton!~

*And to finish her little advertisement for Aya's shop, Selphie signs off with a flourish, blowing a kiss as she blows soft pink petals from her hand*
07 September 2017 @ 02:00 pm
[When River flicks on the camera, she's sitting in her office at her desk, and she's got an antique Earth map on the wall behind her. She's holding a cup of tea, and she's smiling.]

Hello. For those of you who don't know me, I'm River Song and I'm a professor of archeology at Attleton University. Normally, I specialize in Earth and Earthen settlement archeology from a multitude of time periods. However, given that I'm going to be here for the foreseeable future, I decided I'd try my hand at some more local ruins, if there's someone who'd be willing to be a guide. If nothing else, I do so miss having my hands in some dirt.
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.))
01 September 2017 @ 10:51 am
 [ anon ] [ text ] [ hackable ]

do you find that creeps are harassing you?

need some bastard's face punched for giving you shit?

I don't care about your sob story, and I don't want to hear it. punks on hoverboards, punks on foot, vampires or monsters, or murderous robots, I don't give a shit who.

if you gotta get away to a safe place (which I'm not providing neither) and you need backup, reply here and I'll give you my contact info.

villainous assholes need not respond.
Current Mood: annoyed
Current Location: Genessia City
01 September 2017 @ 07:04 am
Who: Max and YOU
What: Max moving all around the five cities. He'll find you or vice versa.
When: 09/01/2017 - 09/07/2017
Where: All over - Add the desired location in the subject bar
Warnings: Max? Yes, Max. He deserves his own warning. IE: strong language and crass behavior.
Notes: You can do a starter or just tag with a blank comment with a location and date in the subject line and I'll craft a personal starter for us.

What does a little shit with nothing but time on his hands do? )
31 August 2017 @ 03:50 pm
[The video feed clicks on with an extreme close up of a Tepig nose. The little scamp was climbing over Dante's stuff again. Dante, however was sitting just behind the Pokemon at his desk, feet up on the desk, Nevan in his lap. He simply stares off into space, idly strumming an oddly somber tune on the demon guitar. From time to time, he glances back over his shoulder at the massive fleshy blade hanging on the wall in a sort of position of honor. This goes on for around three minutes before Dante glances toward his device, noticing the feed is on and reaching over to pick it up.]

I'm going to have to start calling you Nuisance if you keep this up, guy.

[And unceremoniously the feed clicks off.]
31 August 2017 @ 04:09 pm
[The video starts up with Arro's view from the Skyline of Nova City, the sun hanging low on the horizon. It's been some time since he's done anything public save for going to and from work and the Library, which is unusual forhim, but as always; he has been deep in thought.]

Dear friends, having just arrived from my work at the Hospital, I had come upon an interesting train of thoughts I might question of those willing to answer--

[He comes into view finally, sipping from a mug and turning his handheld so it can look at his desk and himself as he seats himself and starts writing on his papers.]

What is "humanity"? It sounds like an obvious enough question, but in my heavy observation of everyone here, I find it doubtful I can receive a consistent answer save that it is a defining characteristic that separates most of us from certain and cast-out individuals who unfortunately have to make a living the same as the rest of us.

Previous discussions on this I've had before tended to quickly devolve into a contest on who was more "humane". Yet, quantifying "humanity" is something I've not been able to do to a degree precise enough to record, and that's saying something since I tend to record... everything~

[He takes another sip from his mug and does a few calculations with his fingers before he writes something else. The camera is of course tilted in such a way that it's only clear he's writing due to the pen he's holding, but he has his usual pleased if not somewhat smug expression on.]

So I ask all the denizens here; can you define "humanity" for me?
28 August 2017 @ 06:55 pm
Who: David & Emerald Sustrai
What: Ghost movie night with a literal happy camper and... well, Emerald.
When: August 27
Where: Emerald/Mercury's apartment
Warnings: Blinding beacons of friendship from David?


[ Other than camping and the great outdoors, there's nothing David loves more than making new friends and bonding with them. As someone who always likes to see the sunny side of things and hope for the best it means the world to him to have entered such a questionable situation yet made friends all the same, so when Emerald suggested hanging out for a night, watching some scary movies, eating some popcorn...

What could go wrong?

He's nothing if not punctual - at the precise minute of the precise hour that they apparently agreed on he's knocking at her door with the tip of his boot. Under one arm is a big bag with an assortment of different treats, ranging from candy to chips to a bag of popcorn kernels just waiting to be microwaved. Under his other arm is a shopping bag with a few bottles of soda - cola, something lemon-lime, and root beer, because he had forgotten to ask what she liked and figured she would probably be okay with one of those three. ]

Helloooooooo, Emerald! I'm ready to be spooked!
27 August 2017 @ 06:20 pm
[It's been some time since Pizzazz had landed a talent agency to represent her, and while she worked with various other bands and musicians, she quickly earned her reputation of being picky, brutally honest, and mostly hellish to work with. But that's nothing new. What is new is a particular message she posted on a social network site, Chirp, where she explains how awful Cassian is:

So now she's giving an explanation of what's wrong via video.]

Let me set the record straight: this guy is not worth the crud from the bottom of my boots.

[Now everyone can see why she's brutally honest...]

When someone says "leave me alone" and tries to walk away from the situation, maybe you should let them go. I've told my agency about him, and they're considering filing a lawsuit for harassment.

[Switches arms because holding up a camera still in one spot is difficult.]

For once, I wasn't even trying to start trouble. That's what I get. [She shrugs and waves a hand dismissively, clearly just agitated thinking about the mess.] Well, forget it! I'm not putting up with creeps like him on the first try! No wonder his boyfriend is handmade.

[Not good for his reputation with her. Now the camera comes in to get a view of her colorful head while she crosses her arms.]

Anyway, I'm looking for people to start a band with. Anyone who thinks they have the skills can contact me. But be warned, this is serious business, and the band comes first. If you've got a young family to look after, don't bother. I'm also a lead singer, so don't come thinking you're gonna shine that way.

[The video ends on that note.]
26 August 2017 @ 11:29 pm
[Ey, is the voice of that weird person who asked about who could pick locks right upon a rival. Scott’s using video this time, so you can see that he’s also rather weird looking teen. He’s wearing a visor and a blue and black uniform that leaves little to the imagination.]

I wanted to thank all the people who offered to help me when I first arrived, I really appreciated it. My name is Scott summers, nice to meet you properly.

I’m afraid I have yet another request, is anybody a fashion assistant? I need new clothes. [As if that weren’t obvious. It occur to Scott a second later that this sounds as if he doesn’t know how to dress himself. Which is technically true.]

Due to my eye condition, I’m color blind. I know the different colors and their names but I can't see them. I need help so I don't clash or make a color pairing mistake.
TW: character death, fatal illness )


[the voice is that of a young man, tone on the low end of tenor. he sounds resigned, almost bored]

Uh. Hey. Other "real" people.

Just how free are these apartments they're givin' us, anyway? What's the catch?
Current Location: The Bay
Current Mood: groggy
26 August 2017 @ 09:47 am
I do apologize for my recent absence, but have been rather preoccupied with overseeing the art installation now covering much of the museum's grounds. I'm afraid it only looks like lightbulbs on the end of sticks in daylight. But at dusk the majesty shows itself. I would encourage others to see it for themselves now that it is ready.

On a smaller, more personal note, the Dracula Simia has come into full bloom. I am told they do not like full sunlight, are symbiotic in nature, and difficult to grow. I do not know if this is true. The woman that owns this establishment has informed me that it is not a good idea to keep such a fragile flower outside, for Attelon weather is known to shift dramatically with little warning.
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.