sirenspull | December 21st, 2012

December 21st, 2012

[The feed opens and the face of a snowman fills the screen. Its eyes are bright green buttons, (the exact colour of Vincent's.) It is wearing an ushanka, and a scarf checkered in black and rusty red. If you saw it in person, you would see that it is wearing off-red fingerless gloves on its twiggy arms, but since it is (badly) using them to manipulate the NV all you see is its head. Its face somehow manages to look very worried - damn near panicking, in fact - despite the fact that its coal mouth is fixed in a grin.]

I always figured the sun might end up killing me, but not like this. I don't want to melt!

[The voice clearly belongs to Vincent Law, though the snowman's mouth doesn't move. It's at this point you might notice that the snowman appears to be sweating more than is strictly warranted by today's temperature. Seems that a proxy's vulnerability to sunlight stacks with snow's propensity towards melting. Vincent is melting twice as fast as a regular snowman. Whoops.]

Help! What do I do?!

crimsonpuppeteer

[A pale skinned young girl is on the screen. She has an emotionless look on her face, staring at the camera as if she were trying to defeat it with her will alone. When she speaks, it is in a similar tone, a soft tone that simply conveys her message without giving any hint of what she might be thinking.]

I know that some of you are an acquiescence of a man named Larry Butz. You may not know that he has let me stay in his house over the last few months. I have kept mostly to myself in that time. I have had no real reason to reach out to the outside world. I had the safety I needed from the night time and that was what is important. The reason I bring him up is simple. He has not returned home for several days. I was uncertain if it was something simple like us simply missing one another, as I do not spend my days cooped up in here. However, I am no longer able to reach him. From what I have read about other people's experiences, it is likely that he is no longer in the city. That is good for him, as he is no longer trapped, but leaves me in something of an awkward position. I am uncertain if I will be allowed to remain here. I am not one to reach out to others.

[Here, her mask of neutrality briefly cracks. Clearly, the thought of depending on someone else is not something she is fond of.]

But I fear I may be forced to do so, if I am correct. Even if I remain in this house, there is the matter of food. I lack an income, there is no work for someone my age. I am open to suggestions, should anyone have any. If not, I suppose I could start selling his things. It may seem impolite, but he did not seem the sort who would let someone starve, so I do not think he would be offended.

thepull_mods

Friday, December 21st, 2012

Weather Cloudy with sunny periods. A few wet flurries or showers likely. Windy at times. Highs of 5°C and low of 2°C. (41°F / 37°)

Current Moon Phase: First Quarter

Morning sirens go off at 8:09 am, and evening sirens are at 4:13pm.

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- SERO Responsible for Normpocalypse?

Nine days into the investigation following the advent of what news media has popularly labeled ‘Normpocalypse’, police received an anonymous tip naming SERO as the culprit behind the power loss on December 12th. Though investigators have refused to state what manner of hard evidence they possess to back this claim, Governor Townshed issued a public statement demanding that SERO open its records for perusal.

At this time, SERO has not responded or made any effort to be more transparent in its dealings.

- Solstice Bash! Let the party carry on all night long! Come celebrate our triumph over the longest night of darkness in the year at The Underground Mall tonight! All adult movie tickets at the Crest & Millenium Theatres are Buy 1, Get 1 Free! GloBowl night and FREE Choice of a Soda/Snack combo with each lane reservation and shoe rental at 1-2-3 Bowling Alley. Great deals and ALWAYS room for friendly haggling in the Black Markets, The Felton Stage is showing a Holiday Extravaganza musical review, and a battle of the bands performs at the Millenium Auditorium tonight! Meet Santa in his snow village @ The North Point Carnival! And of course, all other venues and restaurants are open with special features and deals for your all night entertainment.

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mirroredmemory

[Xion is determinedly trying her best to be in the Christmas spirit, even though she's not had an awful lot to feel cheerful about lately. She's in the Khave, sporting a seasonal hat and apron, surrounded by a small army of un-iced gingerbread men, some tasty and festive looking cupcakes and a there's an icing sugar shaker by her side which has clearly just been used on the tray of Mince Pies in front of her. She's looking at them quizzically.]

You know... I never quite figured out why it's called 'mincemeat' when there's no meat in it, does that seem strange to anybody else?

[She shrugs, and then offers her best smile to the NV.]

So it's nearly Christmas and we've got a whole heap of Christmas specials on at Kahve right now! We've got warm apple cider for a limited time only, and cocoa and we're doing a special today where if you donate some munny to the animal shelter, you can ice your own gingerbread- or lady- man however you want!

[And here she holds up two she made earlier which may or may not pay a striking resemblance to her housemates.]

Come and visit us, okay? Oh, and Merry Christmas!

[ooc: make your own gingerbread men here!]

canfindrope

...How many wolves are in this city? Werewolves, I mean. Or people who turn into animals, in general. Especially during the full moon.

I'm thinking we might need to start getting organized. I mean, there's got to be more than a few of us, right? And some of you might need help gaining control. Plus, we don't want anyone getting hurt when they transform.

If the vampires can do it, so can we, right?

[A small pause.]

...Oh. And if anyone's good at finding things, could they let me know? I'm sort of trying to start up a company.

todomarishi

[Terra is seated on a stretch of sand belonging to one of the island's beaches. A certain lighthouse can be seen in the distance, out across the water. It would make for a serene picture if Terra didn't have a Shake Weight in one hand. Yes, he is shaking that Shake Weight. He's been shaking that Shake Weight for two years now. Thank you, Joe.

Oro, Terra's direwolf, lies beside him and is absently chewing on a stuffed lobster toy that has seen better days.]

It doesn't make sense. The Core has some people coming and going all the time. Some people it pulls in once and then sends them away and never bothers them again. And some people it won't ever let go.

[He shakes his head, albeit it not quite as vigorously as he is shaking the Shake Weight.]

Doesn't make sense. For a while, I thought maybe there was a reason some people had to be here, even if that reason didn't apply to all Newcomers or to me, but I was wrong to believe that. There's no point to this place. Being here doesn't mean you're getting a second chance or you're being punished or you're here to help the world. Being here means nothing. This island is just a prison surrounded by water instead of walls.

[Anyone happen to both own the world's smallest violin and know the world's saddest song? The shaking of the Shake Weight slows to a stop. Terra sighs, glances down at the dumbbell... and abruptly throws it hard out into the ocean.

Sorry, Joe.]

I guess that's it. All I've got to say.

empowers

Everyone's talking about winter like it's something to celebrate. [ She speaks flatly, not perturbed so much as perplexed. Her brow creases, and her lips flatten into a thin line. ] It's cold. Game hibernates or migrates. Food is harder to obtain. Not here, maybe, but -- what is it that makes winter so special for you? The people who are talking about buying gifts, about how they're sick for home... I can't remember a single winter that wasn't harsh in some way or another. Why treat it like a festival?

inthejunk

I've been here a while, but I guess there are a few things I still don't really know.

[It's Yosuke, Portians. He's learned to aim the camera on the NV too, so no nostril shots for you today. Try to forgive the facebook angles, okay? He thinks his head looks better from one side.

It doesn't do much to cover up the loud bellowing of something in the background, however.]

...Pardon me. Um, anyway, it turns out that I really like vegetables. A lot. And I could use a few barrels full of them, hopefully kind of-

[The sound of breaking glass, and more bellowing. Yosuke cringes a bit, and taps his chest, apparently still trying to pass this off as simple indigestion.]

-cheap. Thanks for any help you can provide.

swedge

[Jo Harvelle woke up in a bed that was her's, was supposed to be familiar, but with a sense of panic she hasn't felt in months.]

[Private to Dean Winchester + Mary Winchester]

please tell me you're here and cas didn't get you too. or the leviathan. or whatever the fuck he was.

[/end filter]

[Because yes, she died. Cas, possessed by his Leviathans, killed her in the street on her way to work. Just one of many.

But it's definitely a good thing there's a text function on this thing, because there's no way she would have been able to hold a video function steady. She woke up just a few minutes ago, shaking and in pain, so much pain, but not as much as before - Cas. But there were other things, memories. She remembered dying, remembered it in detail, but there was more. More that scared her, worried her, more that she didn't want to think about.

Her hands still shake, and it takes more than just a few minutes to type this up and send it out, but she has to know. It's bugging her more than it should, and she just can't let it sit in her head like it is.]

I've heard of people going home. Coming back with new memories, new history, shooting up in the timeline, whatever you want to call it.

But I've been out for weeks. And I definitely did not go home.

I'm not going crazy, am I? Has anyone else heard about that?