sirenspull | April 22nd, 2012

April 22nd, 2012

Sunday, April 22nd 2012

Weather Mostly cloudy, with sunny periods. High 15°C and a low of 7°C (59deg;F/45°F)

Current Moon Phase: Waxing Crescent

Morning sirens go off at 6:08am, and evening sirens are at 8:13pm.

( Horoscopes )

News

- Newcomer Arson Attempt on the Baseball Diamond

Carol Therman, member of M.A.N. and Siren's Port native, witnessed the entire thing one night, about an hour and a half before the evening sirens. "I was standing behind him in the line at the drug store," Therman recounted. "It was hard enough not to stare at him as it was...he was rather odd-looking. But then I noticed he was buying about five or six cans of lighter fluid. Needless to say it made me very nervous, and I remembered something being mentioned just this week about a man burning down a coffee shop, so I thought I would follow him, just in case something happened."

Unfortunately, Therman's suspicions proved correct. She followed the newcomer all the way to the baseball diamond, where he proceeded to soak the infield with all the flammable contents that he purchased. Then Therman watched as he pulled a lighter out of his pocket: at that moment, it was clear he had the intention of vandalizing the baseball diamond. "Of course the Voids stepped in," she said, sounding relieved. "They shot him, and he fell down. But he had been holding one of those zippo lighters, so it was still lit when it dropped. The Voids had to put out the fire that he managed to start."

As for the newcomer, he was killed instantly by the Void gunfire, shot six times in the back. A picture of the Newcomer was taken from the security camera at the drug store, which sources used to identify him as a popular music percussionist that only went by the name of "Pickles" caught up in recent legal issues with AGI. According to some representatives from the company, he was trying to squeeze out from underneath a rather impressive debt he collected since December, on top of being accused of extensive property damage.

Therman was not surprised upon hearing about Pickles' record. "It's a shame, what happened—but probably for the best. He was clearly troubled, even more so than the usual newcomer. What did he think he was going to accomplish with something like this? At least now we don’t have to worry about further destruction."
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controllingluck

[The girl looks upset, or as upset as she allowed herself to be on video. She was leaning back into a headboard of a motel bed, hair down and flattish, not as well kept as normal. The tail of a dog can be seen on the bed near her, but otherwise her pets weren’t too near.]

[She had her laptop style NV sitting on the bed before her, so she was on screen in full, cross legged. Leaning back into the wall she ran a hand over her forehead before beginning.]

Two years, three months and twenty one days. [her voice sounded flat] That’s how long I have been here. Killed once, thank you Sylar, and wounded countless times. Lost my apartment to an explosion and have been apartment hunting, but that just fell through as well. They don’t want me there anymore so... so much for that.

Why? [Her fist balled up, eyes narrowed more] Because people are assholes. [wait, what, did she just say that? Yeah, she has a lot of hidden anger lately]

I’m tired of this city. I’m tired of everyone I know going home and leaving me behind. I quit. Write this off as mad or whiny, but I quit. Will--[she choked on her words for a moment, pausing to rub her hands over her eyes before pushing them out.] Will’s gone now as well.

I know it’s selfish, but damn it sometimes I wish I was the one that got to abandon everyone first!

[she leaned forward again, eyes watering and angry] So that’s what I’m going to do. Please don’t ask me for anything for a little bit. I quit.

[the feed shuts off. She’s a bit affected by a few things actually, and it’s all coming off into this video...]

inthejunk

['Sup Portians? It's Yosuke again. The good news is you're not in a toilet this time. The bad news is there are definitely bars on the window, there. Yeah.]

[He rubs his face and sighs, and he's definitely been there over night. He'd never let his clothes get wrinkled or his hair get mussed like that otherwise.]

Um...I think I might need a lawyer.

hejhej

[The room was dark and smoke can be seen coming from a cigarette burning in an ashtray just below the bottom of the video. Nothing stirs Lisbeth's face completely fills the screen. Her blue eyes are wide and it looks like someone went a little too heavy with the eyeliner today.]

I will find you.

[The feed cuts as Lisbeth moves away from the camera and puts the cigarette in her mouth.]

un_fated

[When the NV flicks on, it's dancing . . . watch it too long and you might become seasick, the world bobbing and swaying. In the image it shows a darkened room, nothing remarkable. Dresser, side table, bed, a few socks strewn about . . .]

[Except it would seem the bed is occupied. Someone human, the blankets rising and falling with sleeping breath. Nothing too odd there. But there is the fact that something fairly small and wriggly is wiggling its way up underneath the bedclothes towards the sleeping form. It pauses. It makes a small, high-pitched noise of glee.]

[And it chomps down.]

[The yell that follows is impressive indeed, if only because it starts low and abruptly yanks pitch to high. A small shape goes hurling across the room and leaves a small, humanoid indentation in the drywall.]

[A woman's voice, low:]

That's it; I'll take every one of you and shove you down the goddamn garbage disposal!!

[Whatever is holding the NV squeaks, the image bouncing madly as it RUNS AWAY. Run, gnome, run!]

Edit:

[An exceedingly grumpy girl appears on-screen, plopped on the floor next to a small pile of . . . what appear to be unconscious gnomes. She almost growls, jerking a thumb toward the pile. The fingertip is extremely red with what look like teeth marks.]

. . . Anyone want one of these things? Free to an abusive home.