sirenspull | March 18th, 2012

March 18th, 2012

[A video blips on, a blue sheen covering it as if the grand figure staring intently at the viewer is submerged in water. His eyes are a wide, almost luminescent green, staring, staring with such an intensity it’s almost uncomfortable to watch.

Before one can think to turn the feed off out of creeping fear, the man’s face splits into a mirthful grin. His voice sounding with absolute boyish glee.]

Well, hell-o, hell-o, folks! Brill weather we’re having here, aren’t we?

A little birdie told me this was Canada, shame that. You all must be tucked away in your little igloos, why I bet you've never even been swimming before!

But before I go and offer up any lessons, I need to get my little niche going. So who’s going to tell me a little bit about themselves? I’m Damon Gant, of course, hailing all the wayward down in Los Angeles. A sunny, bright and cheerful place, oh you would probably hate it!

[It's dreadfully drizzly this Sunday morning. He surmises the citizens probably eat and breathe this weather. It seems, however, strangely appropriate that he were to arrive the day after St. Patty's Day, he was after all, the product of most men's hangovers.]

Now, now, step right up, don’t be shy, I promise not to nip. Not even a little bit!

((ooc: I have an OPEN LOG here http://sirenspull-logs.dreamwidth.org/65400.html if you prefer to encounter him on the streets/on the train. ))

Current Music: Léon Boëllmann - Toccata from Suite Gothique

thepull_mods

Sunday, March 18th 2012

Weather Rain continues from yesterday, heavier towards the evening. High 6°C and a low of -1°C (43deg;F/30°F)

Current Moon Phase: Waning crescent

Morning sirens go off at 7:01am, and evening sirens are at 7:19 pm.

Horoscopes

NOTE FROM THE EDITOR: Our beloved psychic, who normally provides our weekly horoscopes, could not be reached for deadline in time to write up this week’s forecasts. When we sent an employee over to her apartment to check on her, she answered through the door that she was the victim of the dreaded “green crescent moon,” an astrological phenomenon that causes headaches and other unpleasant symptoms in those who are sensitive to ESP and other psychic phenomena. While the editor has never heard of such a thing and has her suspicions that “green crescent moon” is some veiled reference to partying too hard on St. Patrick’s Day, the editor cannot claim expertise in matters of the sky and planets, and so will refrain from comment. Our psychic assures her fans and well-wishers that she will be back to her normal forecasts for next week.

News & Advertisements

Villain-Actress Goes Hero for the Holiday - Kerri Keegan, an actress best known for her role as the villanous Ms. Biz on the propular TV program Stand Up Be Positive! was surprisingly altruistic yesterday when she pursued a pickpocket ten blocks seeing him steal several items from guests at a St. Patrick's Day Party. All the more impressive is the fact she did so in high heeled, buckled leprechaun boots. While Karla was able to corral the thief to several waiting police officers, he suddenly teleported and is considered still at large.

Keegan commented, "I don't see what the fuss is about. This city would do a lot better if people just pitched in and helped. It's not about being a superhero, it's about doing the right thing and looking out for your friends and neighbors."

Keegan's actions and her response have been criticized as dangerously close to vigilante behavior by some in Siren's Port, but her fans and the people she tried to help will always remember the day she set aside her nefarious ways to become a hero.

-------------------------
[ News Notification Thread]

askedtobe

Nathan! Wait-- shit!

[ Even with Peter's voice in the background, everything is black for a few moments before he pulls his NV out of his pocket, accidentally swiping blood across the lens with his fingers, turning everything a lovely shade of red. Because Peter never posts on the network if he isn't covered in blood.

He's crouched out in the baseball field and he stands a moment later, obviously massively concerned as he looks around. A second later, his NV's being ignored as he lifts his other hand, a bolt of crackling blue electricity shooting out into the darkness as Peter's attentions turn to frying a particularly lame Darkness monster. A few moments later everything goes quiet and Peter finally looks back down to acknowledge his NV, taking a second to wipe it off.

... and, to everyone who knows him well enough, he looks like he's had a rather radical hair-cut. ]

I've been here before, right? Awhile ago, I was just-- Can someone tell me what day it is?

pullsheavendown

Does anyone here ever feel like time doesn't move at the same pace all the time?

[Roxas is recording this post from the front window of his coffee shop, off his shift and therefore free to chat it up with the network. The (for now) light drizzle seems to have put him in a contemplative mood again.]

Not just when you're really bored on a slow afternoon and just want to skip ahead a few hours. (I know minutes are longer than 60 seconds then.) It's just...in a few days I'll have been here for two years. Two years. And I know that's right, but it doesn't seem like it's true.

[He chuckles and takes the last sip of to-go coffee.]

I remember when I counted time in days. Sometimes weeks. A year seemed like a lifetime. [A sadder expression appears on his face for a fleeting moment.] Maybe it was a lifetime, because I'm definitely living a different life than I was when I arrived. Sometimes I feel like a completely different person.

But it's been good. Even with the darkness, and even though really bad things have happened. Good things have, too. I've gotten to know people I never would have spoken to otherwise, and not just people from different worlds. I'm grateful for that. It hurts when people leave, but I think it's better than not knowing them at all.

So I guess I want to say...thanks. However long I stay here, it's been worth it.

[He peers out the window, then straightens up.] Looks like the rain's letting up a little. I'm gonna go get some errands done.

[ooc: Roxas, as an early victim of the Wiles of Memory plot, certain aspects of his memory have been removed or changed; however, he is not aware of this yet. Perhaps conversation in the comments will trigger a realization? Open to action.]

whitefeathered

[The video clicks on, and there's Aoko, perched on a stool, that firm set to her mouth almost swallowing her lips in that firm, white line. Someone's going to get it . . . and they're going to get it good.]

I'd like to make a public service announcement.

[Her spine straightens, chin lifting, and almost veritably, she glares at the camera.]

If your new TV or microwave or disco ball or whatever doesn't work . . . maybe you should make sure it's plugged in before calling tech support and fussing at them for half an hour.

And then figuring it out and hanging up on them because you're embarrassed.

Jerks.

[That last part is obviously directed at certain unspecified individuals and not the world as a whole, but Aoko doesn't look as though she's in the mood to specify, bright pink by the end of it all. With a toss of the head, she looks tempted to say more, but flicks the NV firmly off.]

deathknellgrell

Good evening, Sirens Port. I’d like to report a lost child.

[ The camera pans jerkily, away from Grell’s toothy grin, down towards the “lost child.” ]

As you can see, he’s got white hair and sort of greenish eyes, and he’s very, very small.

[ The child’s face twitches: from confusion to lip-curling irritation. Suddenly, he leaps up, his hand blotting out the video feed for an instant; but at the last moment, the camera jerks away. ]

Unfortunately, he doesn’t recall where he lives, or who his parents are.

[ The child jumps again, grabbing for Grell’s NV. It stays just out of reach. This is a game of “keep away,” and the victim is the tiny taichou himself, Toshiro Hitsugaya. ]

So if anyone recognises this little angel, do let me know. Otherwise I’ll be dropping him off at social services--

Shut that thing off, you damned bastard.

[ In short succession, there’s a flash of blue light and a high-pitched screeeeeeeeeeeeam! ]

CLUNK!

[ END FEED ]

ochitashinigami

[The NV flips on. Eric looks rough again. He's pale, and looks like he could use a shower. He's shirtless, and his arm is bandaged.

But, the weird thing is, in spite of his condition, Eric looks happy.

In fact, he's beaming.

The video is being shot in Eric's bedroom. The bed is visible behind him.

There's someone asleep in it.]

He's here.

[And the video flips off.]

themonarch

So it's like one of those smart phone things? [tap, tap, tap. The screen flickers on, and a lanky redhead with abnormally long eyebrows peers down] Does the light mean it's on? Is it - oh, wait, no, yeah, I see the recording signal. Okay. Lemme just -

[he clears his throat.]

GREETINGS! [a flourishing arm sweep, and the camera zooms back enough to reveal most of his costume.] You find yourself in the presence of the mighty and decidedly dastardly The Monarch! Of course, as my kidnappers, you know this already, don't you? Don't deny it! I know where you have taken me prisoner and I know who you're working for! So drop any excuses you may wish to sputter forth, for they will fall on only the deafest of ears! ...As your minion has already discovered.

[he gestures to his right, where a familiar plucky psychic has been bound (with shoelaces). The Monarch cackles] You see? Do you see how your folly has led one of your herd astray into the hungry jaws of doom? [his wings pop open] HEED ME, O PORT OF SIRENS! You have one hour to return me - oh, right, and Dr. Mrs. The Monarch if you have her - to my rightful lair! Heed me, or prepare for my sting to penetrate deeply into your bowels! YOU HAVE ONE HOUR!

[he taps the screen, then looks over his shoulder at his captive.] ....What do you think? Too much? It's wicked hard holding this thing steady when it's on my wrist, so you know, take that into account. [he glances down] - Crap!

[Click]

((OOC: Double post with

acemedium and Monarch's SP debut~))