[Ace and Papyrus are standing together on a roof and both of them seem very excited. They've got something to show off, they're sharing with the cities the test flight of a set of beautifully made wings. They're intricately wired together, made of bones and feathers arranged with care and given structure with leather and metal. They're strangely beautiful, a labor of love that took Ace well over a month to complete. And Ace holds up his handiwork, before moving to actually strap them onto Papyrus. If all goes well, in Ace's mind, Papyrus will be able to fly with these wings by moving his arms like a bird.

This duo of genius is part of the force protecting Fayren. Feel safer, citizens.]

[Great minds think alike, for Papyrus shared the same vision. Naught but confidence and hope shines in his eyesockets as he holds the phone in front of him, taping this historic, groundbreaking event: the world's first flying skeleton.]

GREETINGS, GENESSIA! IT IS I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AND MY GREAT ACE-ISTANT!! TODAY YOU ARE ABOUT TO SEE SOMETHING TRULY AMAZING: SKELE-FLIGHT!! IT'S ALWAYS BEEN A DREAM OF MINE, AND WHEN I SAW THE GREAT HERO HAWKS DO HEROISM ON WINGS, I KNEW IT WAS TIME TO REALIZE THAT DREAM!! NO BAD GUY WOULD EVER EXPECT THE GREAT FLYING PAPYRUS TO SWOOP DOWN AND NAB THEM IN THE ACT!!!

THANKS TO THE GREAT ACE AND HIS GREAT BIRD FRIEND MARCO, THAT ACT WILL BECOME FACT!

[He glides the phone from his torso to his sides, lovingly focused on every detail of his winged apparatus.]

I DONATED SOME OF THE BONES MYSELF!! OBSERVE THE DOWNY PLUMES. TAKE IN THE STICKY GLUE. MARVEL AT THE STURDY BEAMS! WITH THIS AND PLENTY OF EXERCISE ON MY PART, I'LL BE BOTH LIGHT ENOUGH AND STRONG ENOUGH FOR LIFT!!! AND NOW, LIKE MY POPULARITY, IT'S TIME TO SOAR!! BUT NOT FOR TOO LONG!!! I'VE GOT A GOOD FEELING THAT THE NEWSPAPER COULD ARRIVE AT ANY MOMENT! I CAN'T WAIT TO BE INFORMED OF ALL THE CURRENTEST EVENTS! UNTIL THEN, I LEAVE THE RECORDING OF MOMENTOUS, MONSTROUS MARVELS IN YOUR HANDS, ACE.

[He hands the phone to Ace like some hallowed baton of destiny. Without further ado, he sucks in breath, takes a few steps back, then takes a running leap off the rooftop. ]

NYEH HEH HEEEEEEH!!!!

[His arms are flapping overtime with that erratic, manic energy he pulls on in times of need. And it seems to be...working!? He's gliding, at least, gaining altitude. Maybe this isn't so stupid after all. His hit points remain at a healthy 680.]

IF I HAD A HOUSE I COULD TOTALLY SEE IT FROM HERE!!! OH LOOK, THERE'S THE PAPERBOY NOW!

...WAIT, DON'T!!! I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING! SHOO! GO AWAY!!

[He had not been in the world enough to know how vain appealing to the paperboy's mercy was. Not even the most masterful barrel roll could save him from what would transpire. With grim determination and a fierce countenance, the paperboy took out one rolled up parcel, cocked back, and fired. His aim was sure and absolute, like the terrible vengeance of God. Papyrus' path was struck as if by thunderbolt, sending him into a doomed tailspin.]

I'M HIT!!! MAYDAY, MAYDAY!!! BRACE FOR IMPACT!!! I'M GOING DOW--

[He was cut off with a crashing collision, right into the Ivory Tower. That should give the wizards something to talk about. His HP had seen better days.]

Dammit, no! [There's nothing else to see besides motion and blur as Ace takes off after Papyrus because this did not end well and he doesn't even have the mental faculties to think about turning the video off. His pocket eventually does the work for him, when the device is shoved in.

Sorry, he's got a skeleton to save.]

(OOC: Capslock is Papyrus, regular typing is Ace, either dumbass could respond or both.)

[Just an ordinary young woman on the comm, chilling out by the park if her background is any indication.]

This will seem like a weird subject. Do any of you look back on something less than ideal, knowing full well you can change it, but hesitate on doing so? Do you ever feel like you're just punishing yourself somehow, for no apparent reason?

Further to my ongoing technical research here, I am asking for some volunteers for testing purposes.

I'm afraid that I can't offer you much information beforehand about this test since that could be detrimental at this phase of the development. Just know that it is completely safe for you to undergo this experimentation and there will be no harm or side-effects.

Let me know here if you are interested and I will send you the location to take part.

[Have a young human woman sitting in the shade near one of the beaches in Fayren. There's a quiet smile as she looks out over the water and she speaks, voice soft and pensive.]

Of all the cities attached to Genessia, Fayren is the closest to my homeworld. Yes, the technology of Nova City is closer to what I'm used to, but the nature here is far more peaceful.

[She turns her gaze to the comm, resting her chin on a cupped palm.]

What worlds has everyone else here been to? Would you be willing to talk to me about them?


[She taps a button after that and makes the next part private to one Anakin Skywalker.]

I've been thinking. We haven't spent enough time together here. So I put together a lunch for us.

[She grins slightly and she teases him.] I found a nice spot far enough from the beaches, you won't need to worry about sand getting everywhere.

[The video opens on a grinning man. It looks like he's forcing the expression a bit. His face is illuminated by the golden glow of the lightning bolt shape on his chest. Surrounding that is a bright red outfit that hugs every muscle and part of a white cape with hood can be seen attached to his shoulders with gold circles emblazoned with tiger heads. It's not the most subtle of outfits...]

Genessia and worlds beyond. This is your local hero: Captain Lightning!

[He pauses as if that should be somehow impressive. Some people have previously been given another name. This may be strange... It's still a work in progress.]

While I am in your world. Worlds? Cities?

... OK. Whatever. I am offering my superhero services at discounted rates. Do you need a criminal caught? A cat saved out of a tree? A lost dog needing to be found?

Do you want to just go for an amazing flight through the air?

I can do all of this and more!

[That not very relaxed grin is back, awkward pause and then a small hand wave. There's a spark of energy bursting from his fingers.]

OK, so, just contact me here. Captain Lightning. This number...

Bye!

You guys, uh.

( He pulls a face, waves the pamphlet and brochures he bothered to pick up. He's walking with device in hand, and he feels more than a little lost. )

"Kidnapped" got thrown around pretty easily back there, like it ain't no thing ... Are you guys, like ... good?

[Mavis claps her hands and looks very serious and proud in her... pirate girl outfit..] One of the eggs I found finally hatched. And it is...

[She turns the camera to show her left shoulder and reveals... a colorful and mischievous looking parakeet.] Say something to our audience, Captain Featherly.

[The bird stays perfectly silent. Mavis sighs and as soon as the camera is off the parakeet, Mavis' voice can be heard again.] Why do I bother? It's not like I actually care about what any of you thinks anyway. I'm just bored because Zeref is busy with his stupid lizard. [Mavis frowns and blushes. Though, obviously, since she's on screen and her lips are NOT moving, it's not really her who said the last three sentences.

Mavis pinches the bridge of her nose, massaging it.] I should have named you 'Captain Annoying'. Or tied a scarf around your beak to gag you. Or both.

..Sorry about that, everyone.
[The feed ends.]

Who: Papyrus, his newfound chick (bird), and YOU!
When: Throughout the day
Where: Mostly in Everglade, but open to other cities
Summary: A loud skeleton and his much louder chick practice a monologue. Eardrums hardest hit.

( RIP headphone users )

(Video)

[The feed kicks on to the image of a young woman in a uniform. Though when the audio begins, there is a booming feedback that makes her flinch and create a greater distance between herself and this device.]

Apologies for that... My name is Natalia, and in the interest of saving time... Where's a good place to get a drink so I can process all that's happened to me thus far?

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(Action)


[While she wanders around Genessia city, the wayward captain follows a map and taking in her surroundings, trying to figure out exactly where she is. She makes the mistake of passing by an electronic store, where the feedback from her surgical implant and the radios in the store create a booming noise that force her to create a distance again and get away from that shop.]

Of all the times for my tricorder to stop working... I need to get to Nova City and make necessary adjustments.

[It's a big enough nuisance that Natalia flags down a random passerby.]

Excuse me! Sorry to bother you, but can you point me in the direction of Nova City, please? I need to go there for medical reasons.

((OOC note: Natalia is Starfleet, but let's call her uniform a disguise due to the software used to design her lacks any Star Trek themes))