summing_it_up: (Hiccup: I Beg To Differ)
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[From this low angle, Hiccup is sitting on the floor of the apartment. It appears he's been sitting there for quite a while. All of his concentration is being poured out on the toaster that's set in his lap. He stops for a moment.]

Hhhoh great. This is just. Stuck. Jammed. I can't even–

[The toaster is fiddled with, alternating between pushing and shaking the lever loose. After another handful of seconds, he mutters to himself under his breath.]

–And it's not going to budge. Aaaastrid. [He holds the toaster up to his face for better inspection.] We can't keep doing this to Snow's stuff, it was only two steps...!

[Here, his voice trails off.

And he stays in this position for what feels like forever.]



[[OOC: And his powers have just manifested.]]
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[ this is Mary Jane Watson. it's pretty lateish at night and she's laying on a bed in a tanktop and sweats, hair pulled back. there's a book open before her and she's tapping a pencil against her bottom lip when she speaks up. ]

Hi, everyone. It's -- uh -- it's MJ again and I promise I won't start screaming or freaking out over this. I just have a question.

Like, I understand the major gist of this place, right? The Darkness and the Core, the big Two and so on, but... can you guys talk to me about your powers? The ones you have or the ones that were given to you. [ she pauses, twirling her pencil around her fingers ]

Just anything about them. I'm curious.

[ there's a beat, as she considers saying more and then: ]

Well, thanks.
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[ Harry looks a bit better than the last time he posted; more rested, at least, and less depressed looking. He glances around himself as if making sure the coast is clear. ]

All right, so -- this isn't about me this time, I swear, and I know this thing isn't exactly craigslist, but… you're all a better crowd to ask, I think, than whatever the real craigslist equivalent around here is. Is it just craigslist? Anyway, say you've got this teenager who wants to work for the news. Like, I dunno, a paper or something easy like that and definitely isn't paparazzo work. There's got to be a market for that, right? Something safe? I want to make sure she's in good h--

[ He's suddenly interrupted by a shriek and there's a pillow flying out of nowhere into his face before a red-headed girl bursts into the video. ]

Oh my god, Harry! Are you really doing what -- oh my god, you herb!

[ She's looking at the camera now, trying to shove him off screen as best as she can. ]

Ignore him. Whatever he was asking, ignore it. This didn't happen. None of this happened. Oh my god, you're so embarrassing!

[ Off-screen: ] For cripes sake, I'm trying to help!

[ Mary Jane buries her face in her hands, and all that's heard from her is a completely embarrassed: ] Oh my god!

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