sirenspull | August 9th, 2012

August 9th, 2012

Thursday, August 9th 2012

Weather Sunny and Clear. High 25°C and a low of 14°C (77deg;F 57°F)

Current Moon Phase: Waning Gibbous

Morning sirens go off at 6:01am, and evening sirens are at 8:34pm.

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The body of a young man discovered in a back alley in Sector 8 late yesterday afternoon has been positively identified as newcomer Franz d'Epinay. D'Epinay had failed to return home from running errands before sirens, and had been reported as missing by his boyfriend the night before. Evidence suggests that d'Epinay engaged in a struggle and may even have tased his attacker. His wallet and other valuables were untouched, but a Joker playing card was found on his person. Cause of death was determined to be a stab wound on the neck, where the carotid artery was raptured and the victim bled out quickly. The victim had also been stabbed on the arm and chest. The playing card found on the scene is the 'signature' of the notorious escaped convict, the Joker, but police are not ruling out the potential a copycat.

"Usually," said one of the first officers to arrive on the scene, who spoke to reporters on the promise of anonyminity, "There's a kind of twisted humor to his crimes. Not too long ago he buried some doctor up to his neck before nightfall - horrible, but kind of funny. This just seems to be senseless, random violence. These newcomers are some messed up folks."

Though only 18, d'Epinay served as personal assistant to founder of the Newcomer Political Party, Raul Creed, and was personally involved with many of its projects. D'epinay had resided in the city for nearly two years.

Police warn that the killer is still at large, and remind citizens to act with caution and to avoid isolated areas unaccompanied. The murder is thought to have occurred in broad daylight, though no witnesses have stepped forward. Anyone with further information is asked to promptly contact SPPD.

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[ News Notification Thread]

chiefdefense

I'm sorry to say that Phoenix Wright is no longer present in this city. If you had legal dealings with Mr. Wright, I can assure you that you will be looked after and Wright and Co. law offices will be open for business as usual on Monday under new management, but please understand that the office will be temporarily closed until then. I would like to call a brief staff meeting on Friday to discuss the future of the firm. Mr. Wright is a gifted and talented lawyer, and I would like to assure his clients that I will do my very best to continue to good work he has started and give myself over 100% to representing you should you choose to remain with the firm. If you choose to take your cases elsewhere that is completely understandable and I will take no offense. Thank you.

[And now for the hard part; keeping up a professional front, hiding behind the veneer of her courtroom poker face to talk business terms, she can do that. Even though it hurts to think that Phoenix has gone, that he's left the business to her and that her life just got a whole lot more complicated, it's this next piece of news that has had her hiding behind text instead of broadcasting her video. She can't quite keep herself composed as she types this:]

My sister Maya has gone too. I'm so sorry.

chiblockthat

[Bolin looks mostly recovered from the Hunt incident--the bags are gone from under his eyes and he seems to be his usual chipper self again.]

Ah, hey everybody. I meant to send a message out sooner but I was a little... preoccupied. I just wanted to say thanks to the people who helped out in the aftermath of the... well, you know, what happened a couple weeks ago. As much as the natives might hate us and try to hurt us, so long as we can all stick together and stand up for each other, we'll be okay, right? Whoever sent the anonymous gifts I received, thanks--it really means a lot. I haven't even been here very long, but it's really nice to know we have a community like this.

I don't think violence is the right way to try and close the rift, but I guess I can appreciate the sentiment behind what was done to the hunting grounds. I'm sorry so many people wound up getting hurt because of it, though. I wish there was a better way to show the natives that they don't have to hate us or be afraid of us.

[He sighs softly, then looks pensive.] Less than a hundred years ago, where I come from, my whole world was at war. The people of the Fire Nation had been steadily trying to take over all the other nations of the world. A lot of people got hurt, and a lot of people died, and everyone thought that all the firebenders were really awful people, just because a few of them who had power had done something awful. But... it's not fair to hate an entire nation of people just because some of them are dangerous. A firebender took my parents from me, but... my brother is a firebender, too, and he embraced his bending, even knowing that it was that very fire he could wield that had broken our family. He used his fire to protect me, and to help people, and I think that's really amazing.

Before I got here, the city I grew up in was fighting a war, too. People who could bend elements were targeted by the people who couldn't, called monsters and oppressors, and everyone was so busy being angry and afraid that nobody bothered to just stop and think that maybe it's not the power that makes someone bad, it's how they use it. A weapon can't kill someone unless it's being wielded, you know?

I guess all I'm trying to say is, there has to be a way to show the natives that just because we're capable of being dangerous doesn't mean we all are. Maybe if we show them that we can use our abilities to help them instead of just lashing out when they're cruel to us, they'll learn to start trusting us.

[He sighs again and rubs the back of his neck.] Here's where Mako would say I'm naïve but... that's what I think. Does anybody know if there are any people from Port who don't hate us? I mean, we could start small--you can't change the world all at once, right? Everything has to start somewhere, even if it's just one person...

bloodthirsts

[Just voice today, for reasons, good reasons. Namely that Seras is in Ino's body but Ino reaaally doesn't want that fact coming out.]

Has... has anyone heard of people switching bodies before in the Port?

[There's a pause before it shuts off, Seras isn't sure what more information she can give without giving the game away, erk.]

justwillow

Hey, This is more a message to specific people post, I'm sorry.

Oh- Oh! Though, I would like the magically-inclined peoples thoughts on maybe getting a social group together? Kind of wiccan-witch-sorcerer-sorceress-mage alliance? A little something to share thoughts, Spells, potion ingredients. Little tips and tricks I have.

[Willow smiles at the camera, tucking her hair behind ear, lifting the NV up for a moment.]

I thought there could be cookies and coffee or cake or something. And anyone would be invited, if they have an interest in magic or are magical themselves. But um- yeah. Any good thoughts would be good!

[And that's where the feed ends for most of you!]
( [Private to Xellos 85% unhackable] )
( [Private to Yosuke 50% unhackable] )
( [Private to Buffy 100% unhackable] )

b2_dragon

[It's the dimly lit interior of Astrid and Hiccup's apartment. The only light comes from the television set as it broadcasts the news, right before abruptly switching to some random cartoons.

It might become apparent then that there's someone there watching, a large black shape occupying most of the couch, large green eyes staring intently at the tube. A stubby claw presses the remote that sits in front of it, and the dragon looks up from the buttons to the screen as the images change.

He does this a few times, apparently finding nothing of interest. One channel he flips to blares some rather loud noise that gives him enough of a start that Toothless hops back, tipping the couch over. Hissing, he peers his head around one end before stepping back towards the fallen remote, giving it another prod. Once again, another noisy channel, but rather than go into hiding again, Toothless growls at the remote before giving it another whack.

The channel changes back to the news, but the remote certainly has seen better days, as that's a lot more pieces than it started with. Oops.

The dragon's...just going to slink off- no one saw that doo-dee-doo...]

laurice

[Everyone should have a lovely view of Larry lying in a dumpster, holding his NV up. Yes, complete with stinking trash and icky things. His clothes are ripped and torn and stained in several places, the stains ranging from dirt and mud to dried blood. His hair is tousled and clearly hasn't been washed in ages. And of course, his face is a little scratched and very dirty.

He abruptly sits up with a clatter of garbage; his eyes are wide with shock, as if he'd just seen a ghost. With two heads.]

Aaaaaaaah! I'm alive! [He screams the words as if he was standing several meters away.] I can't believe I'm alive, guys! Oh man, the last thing I remember was being hunted and...and...

[Larry practically presses his filthy face into his NV, continuing his rant.]

I was dead! For real! I died and then I woke up in this dumpster! What was that all about?! [He glances down at his clothes. The only thing that is intact and clean is his orange pendant, of course. Then he sniffs. When something smells...] Why does it always have to be me?!

[While clutching the NV, he heaves himself out of the dumpster - and falls flat onto the pavement.] Owwww...by the way, does anyone know how to use a halberd? Y'know, those long ax things?

[OOC: Larry was actually killed during the Newcomer Hunt, but thanks to a certain little cat/rabbit thing that grants wishes ~~and thanks to Auste being a doofus~~, he's alive again and no one ever knew he was six feet under for a while, ahahaha.]

ella_of_frell

( Ella goes to ridiculous lengths to avoid people )

ibreakrules

[Hurray, Frau and Teito aren't hobos anymore!]

For those that know us and care, Teito, Tolly, and I are finally set up in a new apartment thanks to whatever the hell that thing was that took off an entire wall of the old place.

[A look of irritation flickers over his face.]

Seriously, I haven't even figured out what the hell it was yet.

[If he had, he'd be getting some major payback too.]