sirenspull | Entries tagged with c: death

Hello, hello, hello! This is very important! Everyone STOP what you're doing and listen! There's no telling how ~long~ this will last, so I need to know:

[ Grell Sutcliff is bouncing (literally) in front of the screen. Like so many others in Siren's Port, he's experienced a change. ]

How do I get pregnant IMMEDIATELY?

[ Almost as an afterthought: ]

Oh - and I'll need a father, too! If there are any actual men left in this city. My MAN is MISSING something critical--

Grell Sutcliff!

[ The usual cold voice of William T. Spears comes out as a shriek! ]

inthejunk

Uh. Anyone wanna help out with an open mic night tomorrow? I don't think I'll be making it. Which is probably bad, since it's my bar. Don't worry though, the barmaid is really great. I'm sure she'll...make drinks. She just might need some help with everything else.

...I can pay you in ice cream? A-and it's for a good cause!

(OoC: Yosuke has been planning an open mic night fundraiser to re-open The Cat's Eye after Rain's and Fai's departures. He sent an ad in to the paper and everything...but he was abducted for round two of the Newcomer Hunt and he's not feeling up to playing host yet. Possibility of a permanent job at the bar for anyone who responds and works out alright!)

the_dead_pool2

[The feed opens up to Deadpool just standing outside, just sort of chilling by the ocean]

You know, back at home I've probably dealt with a whole crap ton of situations way worse then the Newcomer hunt, thing was, you could always move around and see some new place after you blew the place up. You know take a little change of scenery or whatever. Good job torching that place folks, about time we gave them the old middle finger salute.

[He gives a little salute then looks at the ocean for a second]

Since I'm feeling generous, and a lot of you folks kind of suck, with the beating people in the face deal, I'll offer free of charge some lessons in the sacred art of kickassfu, of which I am a master.

circumsutus

Wanted: One new or gently-used scythe, or the contact information of someone able to make a similar item to order.

upstairsbrain

[ Hello, world. Finally, the mop-headed lumberjack makes a visual appearance over the network. ]

Uh... hey. [ There's a tired smile. ] I'm Sam Winchester, I... showed up here pretty recently. I know I've been here before, but I don't remember any of it. Sorry if that ends up being a problem. But, if I knew you before, let me know, and we can get re-acquainted. In the meantime, I guess I'll be looking for a job.

[ And some answers, but that's beside the point. ]

jackedthename

['Sup, network. It's late, yes, but Jack Harkness very rarely sleeps. For that matter, he's been extremely bored and irritable lately. This has manifested in lots of trips to shooting ranges, maybe a bit too much aggressiveness doing his bouncer/bodyguard thing, but tonight? It's going to show itself in another way entirely. People who know him well should know to beware of this grin.]

You know, I think I've figured out what this port here needs. A good old-fashioned orgy might take everyone's minds off of certain, uh, things. --Alright, I realize quite a few of you may be a little more -- 21st-century in your views on this sort of thing, but it's really worth it. Take it from a guy who knows.

[That smile of his is just getting wider, and he certainly does sound like he's telling the absolute truth, doesn't he? If there's one thing Jack is very good at, it is obfuscating the truth.]

I mean, back at home we used to have 'em every Tuesday. Tuesday night orgies at Torchwood. It's a damn fun way to relieve stress. Trust me on that.

thecatcameback

[The baseball field. A rather mundane sight for many NV network entries. This time, however, the camera seems rather adamantly set on the ground somewhere out around the pitcher's mound. Some brushing and nudging noises against the microphone seem to indicate someone try to move it, but they aren't having much success.

A small black cat with a red bandana tied around his neck appears in the frame. He, it seems, is the one so busily messing with the bulky NV. With an annoying yowl he sits down in the dirt.

Then he speaks. His mouth doesn't move but the sound of a voice is unmistakeable. And furthermore, the voice will sound quite familiar to many people. After all, it once was only a voice, no body, no form, no nothing.]

Well. Never mind then.

[Now he looks up into the camera.]

Hello Siren's Port. It's me, Sissel.

I, uh... figured a few things out while I was gone.

hi_bestie

[ When the NV switches on, the image of a woman with long, dark hair and glasses comes into focus. You can see behind her that she's sitting in one of the Starter Apartments. She huffs out a sigh, glancing around her with her brow furrowed deeply, before she returns her gaze to the camera, looking both very confused and very irritated. ]

Hello? Can anyone hear me?

My name is Amy Farrah Fowler and I appear to have been kidnapped. Alas, not in the way often specified in such saucy, steamy bodice-ripper novels - there is a distinct lack of any mild bondage or a roguish captor with long, flowing locks and a rippling, muscular physique.

[ Her frown deepens at that. ]

If anyone gets this message then I ask you to inform me of the quickest way I may use to return home to Pasadena, California. If you are yet another person not in full possession of their mental faculties and try - once again - to convince me that I'm in an alternate dimension, then I urge you not to waste my time.

Thank you and good day.

ohsweetie

[There's one annoyed looking blond woman in the Towers lobby sitting on the bottom step during the darkness hours. Is she annoyed at being pulled here? Yes. Is she irritated because she can't get home? Definitely.]

Canada. No wonder we come through feeling like the morning after you had a bad date and tried to drown out the memories in the bottom of an alcohol bottle just to get through the talking part and get to the bedroom part.

[Penny pauses, leaning her elbows on her knees trying to collect her thoughts. She laughs, because it's better than crying or yelling or hitting something.]

What those people told me is crazy, just crazy and now I can't even go out to get a drink. That Irish coffee I had this morning just isn't going to cut it. I'd say I don't believe them but just look at it! [With that she motions to the Darkness outside, giving everyone a view.] This is like I'm trapped in someone's crazy dream.

Someone please book me a ticket back to Pasadena. [There's sarcasm in that sentence because she's been told there is no transportation off the island.

She goes to end the feed but stops.] I suppose I should ask if anyone's seen a few people I know, seeing as how it's Wednesday here and Wednesday is Halo night so they won't respond to this themselves. I'm looking for a group of scientists - one Dr. Leonard Hofstadter, one Dr. Sheldon Cooper, one Dr. Rajesh Koothrappali, one Dr. Amy Farrah Fowler and one Mrs. Howard Rostenkowski Wolowitz. [Penny can't keep the smile from her face at that last one and she doesn't care that it's supposed to be "Dr" instead of "Mrs". The smile slides from her face after a moment.] Oh and I guess if Howard's here too then I'd like to know.

orderfromchaos

[A very neat, red-headed teenager gazes at the screen, with the basic, spartan floorplan of a Towers apartment behind him. Strangely, the typically run-down room looks immaculate. And not just as though it's been cleaned, but as though it never got dirty in the first place. The colors of the old wall paper - and it is the old pattern, not anything adding during the refurbishing - are as bright and clear as if it were put up yesterday. The little cracks in the walls and old stains on the flooring are nowhere to be found.]

Uh, hi everybody?

[awkward wave]

I'm Dillon. Newbie, but I'm starting to get a sense of how things work here. Is there a junkyard or vehicle impound or anything like that around? I'm thinking about fixing something up for a project.

And, okay, this might seem like a weird question, but have any of you been to a place that was just...endless red sand, and weird detritus from different places and times, and maybe an ocean slowing pouring in from a hole in the sky?

Yeah, I know, crazy acid trip stuff, right? But I'd appreciate knowing if that sounds familiar to anybody. Thanks.

[Some of Dillon's infomoddy type powers will work to a limited extent over the NV, so please glace over his permissions post. You don't have to fill out the whole thing if you don't want to, but if you're replying by voice or video, I'd really appreciate a quick ooc note about what it is/isn't okay for him to learn. Thanks a million, guys.]

doeswhathewants

[It's a sleep rumpled Loki, sitting up in bed, the NV floating in front of his face.]

One would think that by literally kicking the sandman in his sack- by 'the sandman' I mean Nightmare and by 'his sack' I mean his newly forged magic crown- that I would be granted a reprieve from terrible dreams and given only the good kind involving magic and all of the shaken milk I could drink.

Terrance, when next you speak to your father, do inform him of the wonderful Midgardian invention called a dance belt. With his penchant for tight, sparkly jumpsuits, it was rather like a hitchhiker's thumb, and a second navel.

Loki out!

treehopping

[Rue's NV is lying flat on the kitchen table, you can't really see her but you can hear her humming. There's a bowl in the periphery of the camera, full of pea pods, Rue's shelling them for dinner and just as they did back in District 11 she's singing as she works in a surprisingly pleasing voice.]

Black Clouds Are Behind Me
I Now Can See Ahead
Often I Wonder Why I Try
Hoping For An End
Sorrow Weighs My Shoulders Down
And Trouble Haunts My Mind
But I Know The Present Will Not Last
And Tomorrow Will Be Kinder

Tomorrow Will Be Kinder
It's True I've Seen It Before
A Brighter Day Is Comin' My Way
Yes Tomorrow Will Be Kinder

( (OOC cut to save space) )

((ooc: Listen to the song here))

towerlocked

[the video shows a young teenage girl with pale skin. She looks dazed, even moreso than others who are newly arriving. Her fingers search for a blade she keeps at her side, just to be sure it's still there]

Where am I...? What's happening? Did Ravenna do this?

[all she can do is move forward and hopefully figure out what was going on]

upstairsbrain

[ Hello, world. Meet new arrival, Sam Winchester. But you might not know that it's him, because he's not showing his face yet, and: ]

This is Agent Murdock. [ He clears his throat, pausing a moment. ] If anyone's out there, and can hear me, or needs help... just let me know. I'm sort of at a loss, here, and I'd like some information. If this thing is even working, that is.

[ He's confident in his tech abilities, but something's definitely up with his phone. ]

... Thanks.

in_a_dark_wood

[Dante is sitting on a bench in a park somewhere. The breeze is blowing his hair and he's smiling a strangely contented smile. One knee is hiked up with his chin resting lazily upon it as he looks down at the hand holding the NV.]

You know....I've gone through a lotta bullshit since coming here. This place is basically Fucked City. Really. It's that bad.

But...

[His eyes drift downward thoughtfully.]

But the people here can be pretty cool. It's the people, not the city, that are worth protecting.

[There's a long period of silence as he considers something, then he looks up again, lowering his knee and sitting a bit more upright.]

I'm Dante, by the way.

((ooc: Dante's permissions post))

luckythirteen

Yeah, I’ve heard about enough.

[You can make out Thirteen’s unimpressed expression from the darkly lit area she’s sitting in at the station. She’s in a tank top, but has no bra on, lucky for her at the angle she’s holding her phone you can’t see that the only other thing she has on is a pair of bikini cut underwear.]

Foreman, House, if this is your idea of a joke you have no idea what you just brought upon yourself. [They have to work together and she was going to make him pay.] I don’t know if I got wasted at the Christmas party or not but tampering with my phone leaving me here in some park?

[She’s getting ahead of herself. Remy just sets her jaw and folds her arms one over the other.]

Neither of your numbers are working, not even Taub or Kutner, so I’m using this. I don’t believe a thing these people are saying and after I take the first flight out of here you can bet your ass that your New Years resolutions are going to be cutting down on the pranks and making sure you don’t get on my bad side again.

icy_heavens

[This is filtered away from all Espada, Grell, and Hattie. He’s not up to putting up with your crap today. It’s taken time for him to even be able to do this much, even though he’s still hiding behind text. Because since when does he ever want to show emotion? He doesn’t trust his face or voice right now.]

To those it concerns, Hinamori Momo has been returned home.

[Yep, that’s it. Short and to the point. Why draw things out? He’ll just sit here in his room and continue being depressed.]

Current Mood: morose

treehopping

[Wow Siren's Port, you're surrounded by leaves! Sunlit greenery everywhere, what magic is this!

Oh hang on, you're in a tree, how awesome is that? You can hear some scrambling as the owner of this NV makes herself comfortable on the branch and then picks it up, the screen coming to focus on Rue's face.]

Hi everybody. [She sounds a little shy, but hey, she's not running away this time.]

I've been here, um... I think over a month now. That's a while, at least it seems to be to me. [Given the high risk she had of not living even another week before;;;]

I know I probably gave people a fright before, but I'm okay now. My name's Rue. I met a lot of kind people after I arrived who helped me out. I like it here, actually, even if it's not perfect. Like everyone's jumping on Newcomers about that missing girl...

But it's nice people are so worried about her, I hope she's found soon. [If at all. Rue's seen too many people lose their children, including her own family.]

I have a question, actually. Um, I promised someone I'd go to school here, so I want to do that.I think the schools here are different than home though, so where should I go?

nyaruko

[She's waited so very long to make sure that everyone was all better from that strange illness, isn't she the best? You do not know the depths of her patience to not afflict herself on everyone and attempt to cheer them up from their sickness with extravagant activities and gestures.]

Did anyone see the crop circle on the news? That looked so cool! I wonder who did that~ whoever it was is a really good artist. So hello, everyone! I'm Nyaruko Yasaka and I've been here for nearly a month now, and I hope everyone's feeling much better now!

First off, so I've been about and I was wondering about the job situations here~ Is anyone hiring? [And on a quick subject swerve...] I wanna be a bounty hunter! How do I sign up for that, anyway? And, and, and! So there's a festival these few days? [The block party, anyway.] Does anyone else want to go with?

Oh! And is anyone looking for a roommate? I've been seeing all those eviction notices lately and I'm not up yet, but it's either that or recruit people and I don't know that many people around here yet? Unless there are people who don't mind being recruits even if I don't know what the difference is between either of the notices...?

littlest_lord

Finnian, my servant, is gone.

_{[Those are the first few words out of Ciel's mouth when the feed turns on, showing him to be sitting at his desk in his office. There's a fancy cup and saucer set out before him, along with a small cherry tart. For someone who's spent a whole lot of time in the hospital sick, he's looking far better than he has in weeks.]}

I know not of those he had relations with, but for those who knew him he is gone.

_{[There's a little sigh then, as Ciel takes a sip of his tea, setting it down on the saucer politely.]}

That said, I've a few things I'd like to address. Firstly, I'm looking to hire help at my manor: cleaning, cooking or even gardening. If you're fond of animals there is also work to be done. You will be compensated well with decent pay and if you wish it, are welcome to room and board in the manor, accommodations at no cost to yourself. Despite how capable Gilbert and Claude are, there is a lot of work to be done in this household and the more hands helping the better.

On a similar note, Funtom Toys & Sweets is hiring. If you are a capable baker, looking to be an apprentice or have a love for toys and are looking for a job, please speak to myself or Gilbert Nightray. Funtom will also be having a stall at the Block Party. Feel free to visit us there to indulge in treats and tea, along with entering in the raffle we'll be holding to have a chance to win prizes.

_{[One last sip of tea is taken before Ciel picks up three photographs from his desk, holding them up to the NV. Each one is of a different cat. One, Two and Three.]}

Lastly, I have three cats which I wish to give away to homes that will care for them. Two females and a male. There are far too many animals in this household, so it's only fair that they can all be given the attention they deserve.

_{[Bullshit though. Ciel just doesn't like them because he's allergic. He'd get rid of them all but the other three cats belong to Oz. So, that's not going to happen.]}

They have all their shots and are neutered and spayed. As long as you can prove to be a responsible owner, you may take them home. If you're interested, please let me know.