sirenspull | September 6th, 2012

September 6th, 2012

[The NV flips on, but there's no clear sense of how that happened, honestly. Prue is hunched over in front of the camera, one hand tightly clamping a towel around her other wrist. The towel used to be white, but is stained dark with blood- there's blood on her arms, on her chest, even a smear on her cheek (and a considerable amount on the athame lying on the stained carpet in the background.

Her bloodlessly pale face fixes the camera with a haunted, brutally focused stare.]

Okay, I don't have a lot of time, so I'll be direct. Some kind of Darkness creature came flying out of my sink while I was in the middle of something important, and I accidentally hit a vein in my arm with my athame.

[She pauses, taking a sharp breath. Her eyes slip shut for a moment as she steadies herself, before snapping open in that same slightly unwell stare.]

I need to work on the spell that I was in the middle of- I need to get back to it. I don't really care who comes to help me- I'll pay you if it helps- but I need to get this over with.

[Someone is super duper coping with the knowledge of her own canon demise. Yes.]

hejhej

I guess it's the island's time of the month.

[That's right - new arrivals.]

thepull_mods

Thursday, September 6th 2012

Weather Bright and clear, a warm southern breeze throughout the day.High 27°C and a low of 15°C (81°F 59°F)

Current Moon Phase: Waning Gibbous

Morning sirens go off at 6:41am, and evening sirens are at 7:39pm.

News & Advertisements

AGI Affiliate Suffers Damages Due to Darkness Breach

The corporate building of the Xino E. Mao Corporation, an AGI affiliate, experienced major damages during the night. The cause, reportedly, was a Darkness breach on the uppermost level of the building. A window was broken, and in the ensuing chaos, two offices – one of which belong to the chairman and CEO – and a wall suffered from the onslaught of several monsters before they were driven out by the back-up security system.

"Not everything can withstand the Darkness," stated Xemnas, chairman and CEO of the Xino E. Mao Corporation. “The damages to the building are not permanent. We have been capable of working through dire circumstances before. This will be no different."

The breach has since been repaired, and employees were encouraged to go about their business as usual, with the assurance that their safety would not be compromised.

STANDOFF AT MUGSHOTS!

Citizens were baffled yesterday when about fifty, near-identical green-uniformed soldiers suddenly appeared in Sector 4. They were reportedly seen being chased by a young boy, yelling as he went, demanding that they return. He was turned aside peaceably, and escorted home, but the soldier’s continued their march through the city.

For reasons unknown, the soldiers then proceeded to barricade themselves inside Mugshots, the bounty hunter bar. Several people are trapped inside with them, but as of this moment, their names are unconfirmed.

Police have responded, and are trying to open negotiations but all such attempts have currently met with failure. Barricades have been set up keeping the public back.

Ellen Harvelle, a Newcomer and claiming to be the new bartender, was asked what had happened. “I don’t know. I just went out for pretzels.” Refusing to comment further, she was seen talking on her cell phone, presumably to her boss.

At this time, the standoff remains at a stalemate. Police are holding the barricade and still attempting to open some sort of communication with the soldiers inside. One of the police was overheard saying ,“The Darkness is working in our favor. No way they can come out, and if they do, problem solved anyway.”
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[ News Notification Thread]

vw_coyote

[Well, she looks better, even if she still has a cast and a brace. Oh well.]

Morning.

[Look at her be somewhat cheerful.]

I wanted to say that I've finally opened my own garage. I owe a couple people great big thanks for giving me a hand with it. So, thank you.

Anyway, I'm open siren to siren. Feel free to stop by for a free estimate.

[Locked to John and Dean Winchester and Kurt Hummel.]

I'm going to be putting up a work schedule. I quit the other garage, so if you're staying there, that's fine, but you guys have got first shot at jobs here. I've got a few lined up already, plus an ongoing project.

Just let me know.

fluffybeard

Ah- yes. Hello. This... is Garret Hawke here. The Champion of Kirkwall. I appear to be in a place that's... not where I went to sleep. So either I've been drinking in the Hanged man again, or I've been kidnapped by some form of wily demon.

[He sighed and gave that beard a scratch.]

The thing is, I'm a big fan of knowing where I am, and there's a lot of things here that really make me question what I had to drink last night. These buildings don't look like anything in Kirkwall. Or Fereldan. Maybe these are tevinter buildings? No. Fenris probably would have commented on how they were built by slaves or something.

[He shook his head and sighed.]

Well. If anyone could give me information I'd pay them in... [He checked for his purse.] A charming smile and perhaps even a flirty wink.

maddeninghatter

C-can anybody hear me? My name is Emily.

[ A little girl is weeping. ]

Everyone's dead. Mother and father. My big sister. Everyone.

[ She is a doll come to life. Somehow she has acquired Xerxes Break's NV. ~~Because Pandora Hearts is a canon where Important Things get jacked by little girls~~. ]

Kevin, where are yoooooooou? Has anyone seen him? I told him, please don't go. I said don't leave me!

[ She sobs freely, inconsolable. ]

Help me! I'M ALL ALOOOOOONE!

[ Looooooming behind her is something enormous; only a small part of it is visible on camera. It's metallic, like armor, and red. ]

rewritter

[The feed begins focused on a dark haired boy as pedestrians mill about behind him, but it's not his voice that can be heard first. The sound is noticeably more feminine than that, and likely more familiar to the Port as well.]

Of course it's necessary! Here, everyone can see you now, introduce yourself.

What are you even... what is that thing, anyway?

[apparently nobody really explained the NV to him, from the way he gestures blankly at the camera with noooo idea what's going on.]

It's just a video! It's like, it's almost like a picture, except it keeps showing you for as long as you want it to, moving and talking and stuff. It shows you to other people, too, that's why I said everyone can see you! So you should say hi, okay?

I... what... couldn't you have told me that before, idiot? I'm not interested! Shut it off, do something...!

Hey, don't call me names! Just say hi and tell them your name, I promise it isn't that hard!

I don't...! Fine. If I do this, will you stop bothering me about it?

[There's a sigh, before she moves into the view of the feed, standing next to the taller boy. Though her voice was bordering on annoyance a few seconds ago, it's not hard to spot the broad smile on her face.]

This is my friend Fakir. I guess he's just sort of shy, but he's a really nice person!

[The affection when she turns her head to look up at him is almost palpable as well.]

See! That wasn't so hard, was it? Now everyone knows who you are.

I'm not a nice pers... ugh. Believe what you want.

[he seems to just give up, rubbing his forehead. the things he puts up with for her. but he reluctantly glances up and nods shortly at the camera. that's... probably the closest thing to a hello he'll give.]

[And just as quickly as the smile had been there, a slight exasperated frown takes it's place.]

You are too! Stop saying stuff like that, jeez. [She turns her attention back to the NV for a moment.] No matter what he says, he really is nice! [And then, just like that, the feed cuts.]

[ note: pink is Ahiru, green is Fakir o7 ]

makeflowersgrow

[For a long time, static fills the screen. Just static, crackling on and on. But gradually, over the static, a deep, gruff voice comes to be heard.]

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do say can and will be used as evidence against you... [Crackle]

[It would seem that Eponine has managed to get herself arrested. The static is back now, louder than before, and the sound of material being rubbed against the NV can be heard; Eponine keeps her NV tucked well in her chemise. She's being hurried to a police car now, though it's near impossible to hear the police man's footsteps over the noise of Eponine's clothes.

After about five minutes, the deep voice can be heard again]

Got a right one here, Bob. Newcomer. Pickpocket and a prostitute to boot. Complaints about her all over town.

[And Eponine's whispered answer, clearer than Bob's answering laugh.]

Shut up shut up shut up.

[She says nothing else until she is apparently hustled into the police station, and then it is only reluctant.]

Name?

Eponine... Jondrette. 'Ponine Jondrette.

Powers?

[Silence]

Well, Jondrette, you're being charged with at least five counts of theft - and I'll be damned if I don't get some more to testify against you.

[She's silent. What is she supposed to say to that? But perhaps it's the determined look on her face that makes the policeman laugh]

Bob, take her down. Enjoy your new room, Jondrette. You'll be there a while.

[There is the sound of more footsteps, of a light clinking, handcuffs, and a -]

Too tight?

[Though Eponine gives no answer. There's silence, broken by the sounds of material shifting over the NV and the ominous clang of heavy prison doors. Eventually, there is a curt,]

In.

[and another heavy clink, followed by the sounds of a key turning in a lock. There's silence again, before the sound of gentle sobbing echoes through the NV. Eponine would be mortified if she knew it was recording.]

(ooc: basically, Eponine has been arrested for some of her many thefts over the last few months and has been locked up indefinitely for now. There's a high bail price on her head; the Port police are too used to these newcomers coming and going seemingly at random to let Eponine away easily. Feel free to comment and try to cheer her up though. I think she's going to be bailed out in a few days...)

aggravating

-before sirens on the 6th-

Hi. [Why look, Siren's Port, this is one very annoyed person on your NV's today. All bruised and bumped and covered in grass stains. The norm of those who just fell through the sky. Again.] I'm Tony Stark. And for those of you who may not have noticed, we've been blatantly kidnapped. I've been told this is, uh, not something new, here? That some people have been living in the magical land of Stockholm Syndrome for years without actually realizing just how bad it is?

[His bullshit meter just hit so high it practically punched a hole through the stratosphere, guys]

I need three things. First, the nearest Starbucks and not whatever coffee equivalent Canada's pushing out. I will practically marry you if you can supply me with a coffee IV drip right now. Second, access to a computer for three days straight. And it cannot be some crappy brick from 1997 that still thinks Internet Explorer is too advanced to run up to speed. Third: information on any and all major businesses that have even the slightest interest in technology advancement.

[He reaches up a hand to rub two fingers against his temple, a headache more than just coming on.] Get to it, Port. And remember: Coffee. First.