sirenspull | February 4th, 2012

February 4th, 2012

Thursday, February 2nd, 2012

Morning Weather
[Have a cheerful special TV broadcast, with schoolchildren and reporters gathered around a small animal enclosure.]
“It’s partly sunny with a few overhead clouds on Groundhog Day, Live from the McKinley Zoo, where Ethan the local groundhog is about to leave the burrow and give us our seasonal forecast. According to legend, if the groundhog comes all the way out of his burrow, spring has sprung! But, if he sees his shadow, he will return to hibernation for another six weeks of winter (brrrr, and after last month’s blizzard, we want some warmer weather headed our way, Ethan! It’s up to you!) With mottled skies, it’s a total toss up for us today, folks! And here he comes- (fingers crossed now, kids!)

There’s- no shadow! Looks like spring is finally just around the corner!”
High 8°C and a low of 1°C (46deg;F/34°F)

Current Moon Phase: Waxing Gibbous

Morning sirens go off at 7:44am, and evening sirens are at 5:07 pm.

News Updates

( Happy Groundhog Day! Articles beneath the cut. )

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Plot Note: Anyone running alternate outcomes to mini-events for the duration of Groundhog Day can post revised articles in the comments as 'Breaking News'

[ News Notification Thread]

deductives

[There's the sound of a fridge opening and the clanking of a few dishes before Sherlock starts speaking into his NV.]

I've made the same cup of tea three times. There's still enough milk to last the week. My dog has relieved himself on the same spot of my carpet just as often, at the same time every day, with the same amount. I shot a hole in the wall yesterday. It's gone now.

[Sherlock's tone gets just a little bit more annoyed as he goes on. Though, it is unusual that "the dog" has become "my dog."]

It's obvious that the native population hasn't noticed this at all, when plenty of us have. The question is, what are we going to do about it?

[A boring day is bad enough. A boring day while wheelchair bound is even worse. Repeating that day over and over? Unjust torture that he will not stand for.]

sonatasedge

[Backdated to morning, a couple of hours after the sirens. Soul is sitting at a small table in what looks to be a motel room where he's been staying since the tower bombings. The NV is propped up on said table and he looks at it for a moment then turns the video off with a sigh and switches to audio.]

If anyone's gonna try a different route home today, avoid the DMV. [Another small puff of air.]... At around 4PM a reckless idiot'll drive a bus outta there without looking.

Tch. Might be safer to just do the same thing over 'n over until this stops.

[Yeah, he was hit by the bus. It's kinda funny in hindsight.]

ferventknight

[For those who haven't discovered, Elliot has actually returned back to Siren's Port. It's like a dream come true...

...but not really. He doesn't look particularly happy, either. "What's new", right? Well. The Network is getting a very frustrated chewing out.] Let's get one thing straight. The last few days has been the second the entire time and people are okay with this?! This is ridiculous!

Complete and utter stupidity! What part of this is okay with the other people here in the Port?! Has everyone gone crazy?! Because it seems that way to me!

[A groan; he started gritting his teeth before continuing.] If this keeps on conitnuing, I swear... Everyone will end up paying for it!

[Then the feed ended--He's not going back outside until all this nonsense ends. It's creepy, alright? So he'll stay in the library where it's safe. Fuck the police.]

ninthserenade

Hey, guys? I don't really mean to stir up any trouble or anything here, but the whole every-day-being-the-second thing, uh... There's some weird things going on besides that. I went into work just like normal this morning, yeah? I was sent out to get some donuts 'n coffee. That's totally normal, I'm okay with that--I mean I always grab myself something when I'm out anyways, but that's not what threw me off today. I'm out lookin' at it right now, but the, uh... Usual place I go to? Four Lard Lad's, the place just kind of. Changed. I don't mean interior decorating either--the whole entire building changed. It's round now and it's shaped like a giant donut.

_{[He pauses and turns his NV around to display the newly shaped building and it's entirety from across the street.]}

Has anything like this ever happened here before?

ace_of_knaves

[The Joker is sitting on a rooftop somewhere, cackling.]

Dios mio! It's déjà vu all over again!

[He hops to his feet and claps his hands together, looking down at the NV.]

I wonder if tomorrow will be today once night falls away? All the ducks back in a row and round we go.

[He snickers at his own rhymes and grins slyly]

The big question is: Do the dead ducks come back too? I must find out. For SCIENCE.

[He brandishes a handgun meaningfully.]

Come one, come all, comrades. Let's give this city a wedgie and see what happens!

sharp

[ Amy thinks it's about time (no pun intended) one of the many time travellers had something to say about this timey wimey nonsense, which actually almost feels normal for her -- but that's not the point. ]

Couldn't find a better day to repeat itself, could it? 'Cos if I hear the words 'Groundhog Day' one more time, I'm going to scream. And the apartments are never going to get fixed at this rate.

[ Not that anyone can see it, her hand tightens around her sonic out of frustration, but it reminds her what the whole point of making this post was. And it wasn't to rant. Even though it's tempting. ]

I'm gabbling. Anyway, the last time this happened to me I was about to be lost in the time vortex forever, and there was a crashed spaceship and a dead alien causing it. We haven't got any of those, right? [ she's joking, but her tone is absolutely deadpanned serious. because honestly, she wouldn't be surprised at all. ] Alright, so, it means we've got to find a way to break the time loop. There's something that is keeping this day from moving on to the next. I don't think it's the Core exactly, but maybe it needs something else fixed. Something to do with us, if we're the only ones noticing it.

[ then as a side note: ] Right, Doctor? TARDIS? You better back me up on this one.

myselfexcluded

[And here's Washu, once again typing away at her computer. Instead of the comforts of her lab- which is really where she would like to be, because it has most of her research, but it is not really conductive to getting decent data readings on the area- she's out in a park, kneeling on a bench. No one really seems to notice or care that a preteen-looking girl is bent over a holographic laptop like she's trying to cure cancer... Or beat Minesweeper.]

Well, the data's inconclusive, but I can tell you two things- it's definitely only us newcomers who can tell that anything's been going wrong and the Core's probably responsible. Of course, anyone with any sense could've guessed the first one and the second one's a given, anyway, although I had to eliminate the possibility of someone with time-space manipulation abilities affecting the entire city. It does seem a little too easy to blame the Core for everything, but it does give off the highest energy signatures in the city and is our most unstable variable.

[She pauses and rubs her forehead, brushing hair out of her face.]

Now the last scheduled Core flux was at the beginning of the month when the latest batch of new arrivals turned up at the Diamond. Since then, the energy output from the field hasn't stabilized the way it normally has. Either something went wrong with that last flux or the Core's malfunctioning. Whatever the cause, it's affecting the time-space of the entire city, like some kind of an feedback loop repeating the same iteration over and over. But why? It doesn't take a genius to know the Core's unstable, but for it to react this specifically... Something is either acting from within it or acting on it.

So here's the question. Did anyone who showed up here in the last month have abilities connected to time or come from a world with an unusual timestream? There could be a chance the Core didn't wholly recover from that Pull and it's trying to find a sense of equilibrium and putting us in a loop, while it sorts itself out. That's the best case scenario. I'll get back to you on the other scenarios.

[A sigh. And then... Slightly, more cheerfully.]

So... what's everyone else found- scientifically, anyway?

laurice

[Larry is sitting beside his easel, just...glaring at what was supposed to be a painting of a woman and gripping a paintbrush in one shaking hand. He had started with the basic layout - a few bare lines of light and shadow to mark the background, a fair-skinned bust and waves of light blond hair just waiting for the proper shading and effects.

On the lower right corner of the canvas is a small smudge of something - a closer look at it would reveal a kitten's paw print. At last Larry just growls and tosses the paintbrush aside. Good thing it didn't have paint on it yet - otherwise it would have stained his floor or made very colorful splotches on his wall. Not that it's a big problem since he's in his studio, a room that is allowed to get very, very colorful whenever he's feeling inspired. Anyway, he jumps to his feet from his stool and faces his NV, wherever it's perched. The view shifts a little; Elise the kitten was just passing by, guys.]

I can't take this anymore! Weird messages, my painting going back to how it was yesterday again, Elise making a paw print in the exact same place... [Cover your ears, guys. He's yelling, stomping as he paces the floor. Larry throws up his hands, and for a moment looks as if he's about to tear all his hair out. At last, he slumps back onto his stool.]

This is crazy! How am I gonna finish my gift for Leah now?! How am I supposed to finish anything now?

[He groans, but finally stands up again to retrieve his paintbrush. Larry is going to paint Leah's portrait for the umpteenth time.]

saintofstoic

[In between her day job at the book store and her evening job at the theatre, Joan is taking a break at one of the coffee shops in Sector 4. She's bundled into a plain, gray coat that looks to have seen a little wear and use but it standing up quite nicely. Her hair is a touch longer now than in previous months, though she's got it clipped by today too.

Her NV is laying on the table in front of her. One can see the steam rising from her little styrofoam cup off to one side as she speaks.]

For the past three days, the same woman has passed by this coffee shop. She then turns around--

[Here she pauses a moment, obviously watching out a window.]

-- Comes in, buys a drink and leaves. Every day in the same jacket.

[She watches casually as a woman passes behind Joan in her chair, dressed in the ugliest jacket ever.
Joan watches her leave with a calm expression, then turns back to the NV as she reaches for her cup off to one side.]

Would it do any good if I told her about her jacket tomorrow?

[A sip and her expression changes to a crestfallen one.]

And do you believe I could get a different type of coffee as well?