sirenspull | March 20th, 2012

March 20th, 2012

Tuesday, March 20th 2012

Weather Mostly cloudy with thundershowers, a risk of hail. High winds coming from the northwest. High 7°C and a low of 3°C (45deg;F/37°F)

Current Moon Phase: Waning Crescent

Morning sirens go off at 7:16am, and evening sirens are at 7:23 pm

News & Advertisements
- SERO debuts the future of personal commute at the Concept Compact Car Show hosted in the Underground Mall’s Memorial Auditorium from Noon till 5pm. Affiliates get a free program will pull out posters of featured concept cars and other fun accessory freebies. This showcase gives a sneek peek at the latest developments and projected models, including new features in safety, efficiency, and a sleekly ultra-modern, futuristic look. Packed full of custom styles and perfect for the urban commute, battery & solar cell powered mini-cars are the way to go for years to come! Check it out!

- Spring has Sprung! Celebrate the Vernal Equinox with a Greyson’s Apple Orchards tour, featuring an exclusive look at our rare and carefully cultivated fruit trees. Buy our stocks of last season’s shelved preserves at discount prices, and purchase seeds at our gift shop at Orchard Stop Station in Sector 5!

- Siren’s Port Public Library Celebrates International Storytelling Day, sharing the worldwide art of oral tradition. Come to the courtyard of our main branch library in Sector 3 to hear local lore from our resident historians, and seize the opportunity to tell your own story!
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[ News Notification Thread]

littlepwny

[Since it's raining pretty hard Dash is indoors, sprawled out on her bed and trying to look as over dramatically bored as possible.]

Spring is so much COOLER back home.

Here it just... comes! You don't have Wrap-Up Day or anything! How can you hewmans stand everything being so BORING all the time?

terroristpriest

[ The video clicks on and reveals a shabby looking guy with the biggest nose you've ever seen and a headful of wild, messy black hair. Also, he appears to be in some kind of weird suit. He doesn't seem to realize the communicator is on right away, pushing at a few of the buttons to make the feed cut on and off and back on again before he figures it out. When he does, there's a grin and a flash of sharp, white teeth. ]

Ahaha, hey there! Looks like I finally got this hunk of junk working. [ He laughs a little, and it sounds... Not hollow, but not entirely heartfelt. ] You don't gotta fill me in on everythin'! Some kid gave me the basic lowdown already, y'know. Hard to believe that stuff they're sayin' about monsters and companies is really true, huh? [ This weird guy laughs again. Seriously, what's up with him? ] Anyway, name's Nicholas D. Wolfwood, priest. Nice to meetcha!

[ And he barely gets that out before there's an audible gurgle from his stomach. He looks a bit surprised but he smiles sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. Yep, this was the real reason he posted. ]

Ah, y'see... I was wondering if anyone knew where a guy could get a bite to eat?

areyounext

honk.

shifting

[Sam is sitting in his chair, tossing a tennis ball between his hands. contemplative. Frustrated.]

Since I've been trainin' hellhound puppies for the past couple weeks, I'd like to talk with everybody 'bout a topic I'm pretty familiar on - dogs and dominance.

Now, this is somethin' about dogs a lot of people think they understand, but really don't. For one thing, a lot of people don't understand how big it is in socialization. It's as important as it is with people, even if people aren't as ready to admit it's important to them too. We like to view everything as bein' equal, and everybody bein' on the same keel.

Well, dogs don't. Dogs like to know where they stand with each other. They like knowin' who's in charge and what's expected of them. Makes 'em feel safe, makes 'em feel secure. So there are dominant dogs and submissive dogs. And just like with people, dominant dogs can be fuckin' jerks about their power once they know they have it. They can use it to bully everybody else in the pack, just like people do with other people. Or they can be aggressive with everybody they meet no matter how they're treated 'cause they're mentally unstable, same with people.

But here's the difference - dogs don't pick fights they don't think they can win. Not the smart and sane ones. ...And right now you're probably rememberin' some time you've seen a tiny dog pick a fight with a doberman, and you're thinkin' I'm full of shit. Except that most times when that happens, that small dog's with their owner. That's a whole different matter - that's knowin' you've got backup, and a way out of the situation if you bite off more'n you can chew. 'Course, there's times a small dog'll run a bigger dog off, and that's got to do with how confident that big dog is in their size. There's times you can gruff your way through a situation on sheer posutrin', but that's a risky game. An' dogs know it. Most times, the moment the other dog proves he's not gonna buy it - which often means bitin' or a physical tussle - the smarter, smaller dog gives the game up. They crouch low and they stay quiet, 'cause it's clear they can't push their way through his situation. They don't crouch with a snarl, they don't roll over with a growl - they just fuckin' crouch low and wait for the situation to defuse. Or they run.

[He catches the ball one last time and leans forward, staring steadily] You know why they do that? Because it's not fuckin' worth it. Pushin' a situation you can't win, mouthin' off and actin' like a smartass when it's just been proved your ass can't handle what you're spoutin' is suicide. You don't challenge a healthy, strong dominant when you're weaker'n they are and you've got no one to dig you out. You just don't do it. You wait 'til they're weak, 'til they're sick, and you know you've got a chance. Challengin' before that is only goin' to tip 'em off and put them on their guard anyhow.

Now, this ain't the same as when you've got somethin' real to guard. When some bear or wolf or whatever comes into a dog's territory and threatens 'em, or their pups, or their people or their pack - that's different. Then a fight might be your only option to keep your people safe. Not always, but sometimes, sure. But when you've got nothin' at stake - when you're just growlin' at someone dangerous 'cause you don't like them, or you don't like what they do or they did, and you don't have the means at the time to do somethin' about it - you aren't protectin'. You're challenging. Which makes it a matter of proving dominance, and which means that 'less you wanna come out of it maimed or dead, you'd better know your weight beforehand.

ungodly

You can't be serious. This.. is a dream, right? This cannot be happening.

[ A very, very heavy sigh, and a bit of a whimper. ]

I guess it's gotta be real. But I was about to..! Ugh! Dammit! Why did this have to happen? [ A pause, while she gathers her bearings. When she speaks, she sounds quite exasperated. ] Look, people can hear me, yeah? Someone needs to tell me what's going on. Now. Please? And how I can go back, because there's something I have to do.

And, um, I'm Heather, I guess. This is so dumb..

filled_with_rainbows

[ The Holograph or video appearing today is that of a very pleased Demon Lord. Hologram enabled of course, everyone should be allowed to see him in his entirety. He smiles widely and chuckles. ]

This place is TRULY fascinating! So much more variety, so many possibilities! Much more fitting for someone like me… So far I’ve met more interesting humans in two days than I did in my homeworld in a lifetime…! Too bad none of them really have what it takes.

You know…

Those little defaults that makes them all worthless in the end…

[ Another chuckles. ]

Oh, but I forgot my manners. Greetings, people or siren's port. My name is Ghirahim, Demon Lord and suzerain of a far away land you will probably never see.

[ His face gets more serious as he’s about to get right to the point. ]

Anyway, I meant to ask… Did any of you spot a blonde human girl in this world? She has blue eyes… Her name is Zelda. She’s a very DEAR friend of mine and I’d die to meet her again…!

Yes, she is most precious to me and I know to thanks those who help me…

[ He smiles ever so slightly. He figures most peoples wouldn’t tell him even if they knew, but their reaction will be his answer. ]

awakenings

To the new arrivals to the city, my name is Re-l Mayer and I'm a corporal for the Siren's Port Police Department. I'm also a Newcomer case worker and I'm always willing to help people should they need housing, jobs, or other information in the city. For instance, the SPPD is always hiring for several of its departments, provided you have the skill set and stomach for the job. You can speak with me if you're interested or you can go to the department building in Sector 4 and speak with Chief Miller.

[She doubts anyone's going to apply for the job considering how officers are treated in the city, but at least she can say she tried to recruit people.]

Raul Creed of the Newcomer Political Party recently brought up the Citizenship Tests that are going to be coming up soon. It's a test that is open for Newcomers to apply for citizen rights in the city, which will give them added protection and security. There are manuals that will be distributed this Friday at the Newcomer Community Center for those who are interested in studying for the test. I'll be holding a six hour class that day for people to familiarize themselves with the material before the test. The class will run from 10am-4pm with a half an hour break for lunch.

With that, the Newcomer Community Center will be holding classes for other various subjects starting next Monday. Most of these are very basic classes for cooking, writing and reading, language arts, and other various skill sets. An official list of classes and their instructors will be posted prior to the class on Friday for those who wish to look over what will be offered.

If you have any questions about the classes, feel free to call me, see me in my office, or speak to me over the network.

[She starts to say something else but ends up pausing to cough once and clear her throat.]

...Finally, I just wanted to ask the network's opinion on something. I'm well aware that we have a Greeter Protection Program and we have the Newcomer Community Center, both of which are 'programs' used to provide safe environments for Newcomers and other workers.

Do you think the Newcomer population should have something more in terms of protection from the natives, the companies, and even from ourselves? Or do you believe that what's in place - governmental procedures and the SPPD - are enough? [She pauses.] I'm not advocating for people to come up with new options. I'm simply asking for opinions based on what you've seen and the situation you had back in your home worlds. That's all.

[ooc: There'll be some sort of formal list of classes and instructors on the OOC comm later in the week. People who are still interested in offering subjects and instructors, feel free to let me know here or in a PM!]

integra_hellsing

[ The video feed that all the lovely citizens of this beautiful city will have to endure is full of static for a second. Then, just as suddenly, the picture is as clear as day. In the frame is one Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. She looks a little less than pleased as she, with much annoyance, shoves an offered gift basket away.

She's leaving the area in which she, like everyone else here, has been unceremoniously dumped off. She really doesn't know where the hell she's going, but she's going. There's a small streak of red running down her forehead, and it takes her a moment to realize it, but she quickly reaches up to wipe it away with a scowl. ]

Am I truly to believe the stories that I have just been told about this place? It all sounds like nonsense to me.

[ ...Then again, considering where she just came from, perhaps it isn't nonsense at all. What, with all the Nazi's and the vampires and the ghouls and the chaos, this almost seems tame.

Almost. ]

Who else is out there? I would like to hear more about this ridiculous place from a more credible source. That is, if one even exists.

coolexec

[An expression that manages to show both exasperation and boredom at the same time is writ all over Tony Stark's face when he makes contact with the newcomer network. Yo guys. He's only shown on screen from mostly neck and up but there is a distinctly armored attire visible at his neckline, complete with an eye-catching glint on the red metal.]

This's not want you think it is. It shouldn't have come to this, but there is a clear lack of Malibu workshop and walking through any floor above the first isn't a hobby I'm always fond of. [Since he is making so much sense already, he just keeps going.]

I'm looking for someone with experience when it comes to mechanics, specifically gears and um, delicate components. [Tony stops there, staring off for a moment before looking back at his audience - that means YOU! - with a slightly-raised eyebrow. Yeah, he's annoyed (by Canada by Cores by lack of PA by cold shoulder from JARVIS by uncooperative release mechanisms and by Canada again, for starters) and not particularly chatty right now, and he is not going to throw his name out there to see if it gets recognized when he's in the middle of a disgruntling suit crisis.]

If this isn't your thing, don't bother. Consider this your screening.

[He ends the video.]

Current Location: why-can't-we-leave-CANADA

tsunder

[How's your evening going tonight network? Terrible? Painful? Did you wake up on some baseball diamond just after landing on another planet?

If it's all of the above, Lightning's probably got a lot in common with you. The ex-soldier is clearly displeased by the look on her face once the camera of NV stabilizes. Arriving on one form of hell was bad enough, including that rough landing, but coming to on some random property with obscene and angry messages splayed around and being told there was no escape was NOT on the day's agenda.]

I need one of two things: real answers, or a way out of this place. And don't give me that 'we can't leave' crap. That is not an answer.

And these companies can take their crap gift baskets back. I'm not interested and I never will be.

andr_ai_a

[There's supposed to be a video feed, but it's pitch black and it's hard to see. It's night and you can barely make out a female, slightly illuminated by the Core building's light.]

Hm... well, I see a lot is going on in this place. The welcoming committee was a little less comforting than I'm sure they meant to be.

[She stops a moment, and you can make out her features a bit better. Teal eyes, teal hair. She eyes some of the signs around the baseball diamond.]

Someone's got a sense of humor.

So... go to the light or head into the pitch black towards what I can only imagine is just my very own personal parade.

Hm. Tough choice.

Anyone see any other outsider sprites around here?

inthejunk

[Here's a new one, Portians.The video feed turns on as a hand swipes desperately at you. The hand misses, though, and a devastated face appears, though it's not easy to make out through the rippling of the water that surrounds you now. Plink.]

[Wait, is that...yeah. It sure is. You're totally in a toilet bowl. The kid on the other side smoothes out, and anyone who knows him won't be all that surprised. He sure is, though. With a grimace, he reaches forward, towards you. But almost as soon as his hand breaks the water, a flash of light causes him to jerk-oops. Electricity and water don't mix.]

[You have a split second to hear the muffled sound of a yelp, and then the feed goes black.]

(OoC: Yep, Yosuke lost his NV in the toilet. So he won't be able to react to this post unless you happen to be in the Cat's Eye. Action is fine if you want to be some dude in the men's room...ladies, please knock first. Hah.)