news feed; Friday, March 23rd, 2012

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Friday, March 23rd 2012

Weather Sunny and clear. High 11°C and a low of 2°C (52deg;F/36°F)

Current Moon Phase: New Moon

Morning sirens go off at 7:09am, and evening sirens are at 7:28 pm

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- Rock Show Hard Rocker Faces Fines Asher Williams was looking for an evening of headbanging and rock and roll-- but now, the 27-year-old won’t be allowed back at The Fallout Club until kingdom come. The club's annual talent night was cut short as Williams, overenthusiastic about his girlfriend's band, activated his electrical powers and shocked the sound system, causing over ten thousand dollars in damages and a small fire that consumed the stage rigging before another powered individual was able to stop it.

Apparently, said girlfriend won’t be helping him with the debt, as she broke up with him 'loudly' from the stage as an SPPD officer who had been on the scene enjoying the show until the blow up, arrested Williams.

Williams will be brought to court for the cash some time next week. Hopefully the headbanger can pay up, or he’ll be singing the blues with a heap of community service instead.

-$10 TO A GOOD HOME: One (1) Pizza
This is perfectly good pizza. I am not sick, I don’t have germs and I have not added anything to the pizza. It was purchased yesterday and I didn’t get a chance to eat it. I would like to give it to someone who will take it and make good use of it. Act now and I will also throw in this FREE half-missing (in my belly) chicken parmesan toasted sandwich.
Call Dave if interested. Must pick up today, or else I will throw away this perfectly good pizza.
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Early Evening Video

[crimsonpuppeteer]

[The feed opens to show a playground. Judging by the lighting, it has just begun to grow dark. It seems like whoever is filming the video wants anyone watching it to see their surroundings. After a moment, the recording settles on what looks like a large brown suitcase. The recorder begins to walk towards it and judging by the way the camera spins, settles down on top of it. It is only then that the person behind the NV turns the camera towards themselves.]

I don't like this place.

[The speaker is a girl, a young one who judging by her appearance has yet to even reach her teenage years. She wears features like those of an albino, with pale white hair and matching eyelashes, pale skin, and eyes red like blood. What can be seen of the dress she is wearing is a stark contrast, as it is pure black. She wears an expression on her face that seems to be devoid of emotion, unusual for someone talking about things they don't like.]

Not just this city. But this place. This place that is supposed to be here to make children happy.

[Her neutral expression drops into a noticeable scowl.]

Stupid. There are probably those my age that come to places like this and are entertained with foolish games of pretend, imagining themselves to be powerful warriors. Stupid. A place like this has no value whatsoever.

[The camera pans towards a see-saw.]

Bouncing up and down is supposed to be entertainment? I don't think I can understand a mind that could be satisfied with such things.

[She sighs as she brings the camera back onto her face.]

It would be easier if I could. If I could just be a stupid kid like all the other fools that cling to their parent's legs and whine when they don't get their way. But..

[She smiles, but not in a pleasant way. It looks almost out of place on the face of a girl so young. It looks almost sinister.]

Those are the ones that I hate the most.

[Without another word, the feed ends suddenly.]

video;

[unluckyinlove]

[The video feed clicks on to a young woman sitting on a barstool. Her long fuchsia hair is pulled back into a messy bun and one of her legs is crossed neatly over the other. She's wearing a simple, black outfit. The top is sleeveless, showing off a tattoo of a swan on her bicep. It's still relatively new. Her hand is idly tapping a pen against a clipboard that she's holding against her knee.]

Listen up, Port. My name is Jinx. I own Purgatory. If you don't know who I am or what that is, you're obviously new.

[She clears her throat and recrosses her legs.] Purgatory is a cabaret nightclub located in Sector Five. We recently threw a party for St Patrick's Day and I didn't even get to enjoy it. Why? Because half of my staff didn't show and they're probably all deported or dead. So, think of this as a job opportunity. We're officially hiring.

[The sorceress takes a moment to jot something down on her clipboard before she continues.]

We need hostesses, servers, chefs, and talent. Singers, dancers, musicians, people who can stand up in front of a microphone and make drunk people laugh. I don't wanna say we're desperate, but I'm a crap waitress and there's only so many times Gabriel can pull rabbits out of things before people get bored.

So, if you're interested, say the word. Talk to me now, call me later, or contact this buffoon. [She leans in, putting a hand up to her mouth as though she's whispering a secret.] He's an archangel. Make fun of him for it.

[Jinx grins, showing off a very sharp row of teeth, then shuts off the feed.]

13 | video | and a time to

[longaevus]

[ The video today shows Helen a little more relaxed than she has been lately, although if you look close enough (which you may need to - the video isn't close on her) you may see a few cuts that her hair isn't quite hiding.

Helen's sat on her couch, her new couch in her new apartment, with one of her kittens (Liliane) curled up on her (the other she's keeping a watchful eye on every so often) ]

Change is often associated with specific dates, it never means that it's when you exclusively need to do something but it always does inspire it. New Years and the resolutions that come with it, for one; the wish to change something, or several somethings - either begin or end something in your life.

The start of spring is another - spring cleaning. 'Out with the old and in with the new', although it's horribly cliched, but the thought surrounding it should always be there. February twelfth is also known as bad decision day, although I don't remember hearing much of a mention on those, although perhaps any that were made you were wise enough in keeping from the network.

Although I have been asked before as to why certain dates, even months have specific things attached to them. Today is World Tuberculosis Day, in that awareness is raised for it rather than it being the day for it. For everything that we're made aware of it shouldn't only be on that day, it should be remembered and known every day.

Mr Hummel has been doing a wonderful thing here, bringing light and awareness to issues that many of us could face. There are many of us here, and far too much that we are unaware of. I don't meant to say that we should share our deepest secrets but knowing enough about another, caring of someone? No one here should be alone, or feel it.

[ The feed shuts off after a moment before it comes back on under a minute later. When it returns Helen looks a little more sombre, and a little disturbed. What she'd done in that brief time was send a short text to those that she was close to, informing them of her new address. It had been the original point of her post but she'd become sidetracked, instead informing those that needed to know by message instead.

The reason for her change in demeanour? One of those texts came back to her ]

Sadly not all changes are so welcome. [ This seems familiar to not so long ago ] Claire Bennet is no longer in Siren's Port.