Entries tagged with c: cassandra cain

video [ forward-dated to afternoon of march 13 ]

Sylar has his collar off. If you see him on the streets, run. Fighting against him is useless unless you can cut his head off.

He can regenerate now. [ Blood is smeared on her face and on the little Pomeranian in her arms, mixed in with dried tears. She shuts the feed off immediately after that little PSA. ]

( private to peter ; extremely difficult to hack )

( private to loki ; moderately difficult to hack )

[ OOC: replies to the public post will likely come after a few hours ICly. ]

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[Text Post] It Gets Better [warning for triggery material]

I want to start out by apologizing to all the people who worried about me when I left my apartment without letting my friends know where I had gone. Instead of facing my problems head on I ran and others got dragged into the mess. I wanted to thank everyone who offered to look for me and to apologize for putting anyone in danger. The last thing that I wanted was for people to be out in the Darkness looking for me.

I also really wanted to apologize to everyone at Purgatory for disappearing. All of you have given me an opportunity I would never have had back home and I am and always will be extremely grateful for that. I need to figure out what I'm doing now, and how much trouble I'm in for bailing on you.

I know some of you will be expecting me to talk about what happened between me and Kurt, but I'm not going to go into detail. We're not together anymore and the details of what happened are between him, me and our close friends. Thank you for everyone who stepped up to help him during this.

I've been thinking a lot about what I'm going to do now. I still don't really know.

I've been in a pretty dark place for a while. I never wanted it to come out this way but it did. Now all that I can do is face the consequences of my actions and hope that the people I've hurt can heal now that I'm no longer in their lives.

This weekend things got really, really bad. I wanted to talk about it. This will probably get a little long, and intense, and I don't expect anyone to read it. I just wanted to share considering how things are for kids here and back home. I feel like I need to get this out and all of you are free to say what you will about it.

I am not expecting sympathy.

( IC cut for triggery material )

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[ voice; ]

So, in the past few weeks I've been:

Burnt, frozen -- twice! -- and then screamed at so loudly that it felt like I was burning; which, lemme tell ya? Is murder on the ear drums,
Slammed through a wall, then another wall, then a third and a fourth, all because I asked a suspiciously girl-shaped monster if she'd lost her way,
Had to catch the same gang of crooks more times than I would've liked, and then had to watch them break out of prison and almost get eaten by what looked like a flock of fire hydrants with teeth. Yeah, time travel? Not cool when it's wild.
Forced to squeeze pennies like I was trying to give the inside of hand a tattoo of good ol' honest Abe, which is just nuts. I mean, seriously -- I know we're in a recession and whatnot, but a gallon of milk is five dollars and I'm officially the most broke healthy person on the planet!

And now, Valentine's day is coming up. The big two-fourteen: bane of every single person and job-addicted superhero everywhere. I've got good memories of the day from back home, but truth be told? Manhattan is not the place you want to be come dusk on Valentine's day. Especially if you main mode of transportation is web swinging at a height of just high enough to not have to deal with all the lovey-dovey proclamations of, well, love; but, also not so high that you can't help but accidentally see couples in pent houses getting, ah -- well, you get my point!

[ A beat, as if he's thinking of something. ]

What were your Valentine's days like, before you came here? Can't be worse than mine, I bet.

[ ooc | as usual, Peter is posting from a second NV specifically designated to Spider-man, and his voice sounds nothing like his normal "Peter Parker" voice. ]

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ninth jump \\ [video]

[The video cuts on very suddenly. The fact that the camera is angled down at a pair of black boots on a grassy field suggests that it's not entirely intentional. The owner of said boots sounds like he's on the verge of either a complete breakdown or some kind of homicidal rampage.

The view shakes violently as Griffin gestures emphatically.]

Yes, I know how to work my bloody NV, I've been here!

Look pal, you need to calm down. I know, it's scary--

You're not listening. Tell me what the date is or the only scary thing that's gonna happen is me snapping your neck.

... January 27th, 2012.

[There's a long beat before Griffin answers. He's less angry and more shaken now.]

It hasn't even been two weeks? You're telling me that--

[Just as accidentally as it had been started, the video ends when Griffin tightly grips his NV and happens on the wrong button.]

[[OOC: Surprise? Griffin is returning after spending about two months in his world. Nothing extraordinary happened to him.]]