sirenspull | July 23rd, 2012

July 23rd, 2012

Monday, July 23rd 2012

Weather Heavy rain and ongoing thunderstorms which linger directly over the island throughout the day. Flood warning in effect for sectors 11, 10 & 9. The beaches will be closed.
(OOCAnyone with empathic abilities, or who is able to distinguish supernatural activity will get the sense that someone fairly powerful is upset) High 22°C and a low of 13°C (72deg;F 55°F)

Current Moon Phase: Waxing Crescent

Morning sirens go off at 5:39am, and evening sirens are at 8:59pm.

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[ News Notification Thread]

astralling

Hi.

[Prue looks less than stellar- eyes slightly rimmed with red, makeup just barely smudged enough to indicate that she was probably crying a while ago, or came close recently. She's frustrated and has a small smear of ash on one cheek.]

Does anyone have any experience with their magic or- or powers from home not working right here?

I can't make any spell work. I've tried everything I can, and almost nothing I've done since I came here has done anything but almost destroy my ceiling.

[She makes an almost painfully frustrated noise in her throat, teeth on edge and eyes watering angrily.]

This is ridiculous, I'm stronger than this.

thehighcost

[As you've probably seen with the weather, someone very powerful is upset. It's not really a conscious decision of hers to reach out and manipulate the weather into something that fits her mood, but if anyone asks, it's always her decision. But anyone with abilities that could sense supernatural things, would know that it was not a natural storm. It all had a tang to it. Once again, she finds herself sitting on a roof with wind whipping her hair around, and rain falling around her.]

Destiny has left the island. [Destiny was never gone from anywhere, much like she was never gone from anywhere. But it was different, to have a part of you invested in a specific place, so much so that you kept a large part of your physical form in the port, whether you wanted to or not.]

I'm sure he'll miss everyone, in his own way. But I just wanted to let everyone know that if you don't see him around, it's not because he's ignoring you.

[She was so sad. It wasn't like when Dream gave himself up; it wasn't like that at all. But it still felt like the loss of a family member. She was going to miss being able to go somewhere and see him every day.]

Sorry for the weather. It fits my mood.

[And she's done.]

ella_of_frell

[ Apparently, while it's raining cats and dogs outside, Ella is sitting at a table with her head on her hands in the dining room today, the NV resting open in front of her. Distantly the sound of banging is heard, some chatter and suchlike. Ella opens her mouth to address the network. ]

I can handle the banging and all, that's just a necessary evil. But the pa-thetic pick up lines are just embarrassing. I feel terrible, but I actually laughed at that poor man working on the office in the back, and now he can't even look at me. [ It's not her fault! "Hey, you come here often?" is not an appropriate line when the person lives there! Before she can say anything further, Hattie's voice intrudes. ]

Ella~! Wine! ... please.

[ Ella responds thusly. By placing her hands on the table and keening in the most IRRITATING whiny voice she can muster. ]

But I don't -waaaaaaaaanna- get uuuuuuuuuuup! Why do I have to do EEEEEEVerythiiiiiiiiiiing! It's not faiiiiiiiiiiiiiir, why can't you get it yourseeeeeeeeeeeeelf. You're right theee-

[ Thankfully, Hattie cuts her off. ]

Not *THAT* kind of wine! REGULAR Wine! NOW. Please.

[ Ella jerks to her feet automatically, but she's laughing, under her breath. It was worth a shot. She's spitting in the wine though. She's taking the NV with her too. ]

I'm amazed she said "please". In case you're curious, we're getting some major remodeling done on the house. Expensive, but worth it in the end. [ Considering the alternative was losing a room she had been using for her own little sanctuary. ]

Word of advice. If you get some remodeling done, avoid Crazy Eddy's Construction - he shows up at the door in a /chicken suit/. A giant. Chicken suit.

manicpixiedreamgirl

[At first the feed is just a data scrawl, much like the one House broadcast after Loki accidentally sliced it up on April Fool's day.

Except this isn't House. ]

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON.

[Nope, not House.

It doesn't even rightly sound like it. The normally smooth, pleasant tone has been replaced by a strange wavering between emotionless and panicking.

Alice is having a major freak out, at least as much as one can have in the form of an artificially intelligent house.]

WHERE AM I. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED. I WAS JUST IN MY MY HOUSE READING AND SUDDENLY I'M HERE I THIS THING. WHAT-

I THINK I'M A ROBOT, OH MY GOD OH MY-

[And then there's more data scrawl, but not for very long. She's developing at least some control in this "body", so she pulls it together long enough to make one last plea.]

Help me.

[OOC: Alice is in the "body" of House. Those residing in it might be awoken by yelling throughout the building. :3]

walkstheearth

[She settles herself into the picture, looking something like someone setting up for a blog. Martha adjusts the camera, sits back, readjusts her coat, and smiles. It's a little nerve wracking, jumping in to all this. But she's had worse. So she goes for it, putting her best foot forward.]

Hello. My name is Martha. Martha Jones.

So. I've been told I'm in Canada. I'm in Canada, and it's the future. Which is nice. I wasn't completely sure we had one, to be honest.

[Martha plays with a cord between her fingers, running it between them again and again but keeping whatever is connected in the palm of her hand.]

Everyone's been really helpful so far, but I need to get back. And I've heard there's no way, but there's no such thing as no way. I've seen some amazing things. Really amazing things. So I know. There has to be a way.

If anyone could help me. I'd really- I'd appreciate it.

[There's a pause.]

Thank you.

[She sits there for a moment, as if thinking, before leaning forward and turning off the feed.]