sirenspull | Entries tagged with c: dr. franken stein

[There's that man again on the screen. That one you can almost smell through the electronics, though that's a complete impossibility. (Lavender today, by the way.) The apartment behind him, obviously Newcomer-standard, is in the beginnings of what will become a fine shambles, dirty dishes piled high in the sink, a banana peel draped elegantly over the edge of a garbage pail, and everywhere books -- books upon books and scraps of metal and odds and ends that aren't even quite identifiable. In the midst of it, Howl is impeccably clean and groomed as always, with not even a wrinkle.]

An introduction seems in order. I am the Wizard Howl Pendragon, conjuror and constructor of magical artifacts, creator of curses, cantrips, and charms from the large to the small in scale. Need to win a duel or your worst enemy's hair to fall out? Find me. In need of your one-bedroom flat to become a 5-bedroom palatable estate? Call upon me. Fees are negotiable.

[A release of breath, and he nudges back his hair.] I usually rely on word of mouth, but considering the circumstances, it seems I am my primary advertiser.

[A pause.]

I'd also like to know more about this Core -- and its record. The library hasn't been as helpful as I would like.

summing_it_up

[Here's a face that hasn't been seen in a while. It looks like he just got back in from a long day of work. Or something.]

Well. I guess everyone's been busy lately, huh?

[Don't mind him. He also has a dragon sprawled across his lap.]

maddeninghatter

[ Xerxes Break is in bed, clad in pajamas and a dressing gown. The sash is pulled tight, revealing a slim waist. Wound about his neck is a scarf. It's made of - feathers?

He taps anxiously at the side of his face with thin, finely-tapered fingers. ]

Doctor Stein, give me a ring.

[ This was intended to be a private call. However, Break's entirely voice-controlled NV isn't responding correctly: because this morning, he woke up with a different voice. His vocal timbre, normally high-pitched, is now positively squeaky. ]

Or just come over. That would probably be--

ah-chiiii!

[ After making that, er, noise (which sounded for all the world like a chipmunk being kicked), Break scowls for a few seconds…

END TRANSMISSION ]

whitefeathered

[Aoko appears on the screen visibly tired. There are dark circles under her eyes, and her shoulders seem to droop -- though her mouth is set into a determined line.]

I'd like to learn how to fight. Does anyone do that kind of thing? I can pay a little bit.

[There's a pause -- a long one -- as she looks away from the screen.]

A couple months ago, if you were attacked by a Darkness monster that looked kind of like a bird . . . I want to know. Please.

maddeninghatter

[ This bright Sunday morning finds Gilbert Nightray sitting behind the wheel of a black jaguar convertible. ]

I'm realizing that I've been a rut, lately. All I do is look after my young master, fret about things uselessly, and work.

[ It isn't his car. ]

So I thought I'd go for a drive, reacquaint myself with the city. Would anyone care to join me? You could point out some things that I've been taking for granted.

[ In fact, he's never driven a car before. ]

I'd be happy to exchange a lift in exchange for a bit of tour guiding, what do you say?

[ Xerxes Break is "borrowing" Ciel Phantomhive's car and Gilbert's body. The feed ends with the sound of a powerful engine growwwwwwwwling to life! ]

deformed

[ ~~You're the fandom bullfrog, SP, well done if you understand that ref.~~ Positioning the NV on a window-sill, Zuko steps back with a sceptical look as he checks it's running; he looks entirely healed since the last time he crashed into the network, thankfully, albeit as awkward as any sixteen-year-old boy possibly can. Sighing, a hand runs through his hair. ]

Um. Hello. Zuko, here.

So ... I recently arrived and I still haven't been to many places in this city. It's nowhere near as huge as Ba Sing Se — that's the biggest one back where I come from — but still pretty large. We should go explore it. [ Oops, that was a bit out of the blue, wasn't it? Not in his head, until he checks himself. ] Here, not there. Not right now, unless — you want to? I mean, I'm free, but I can wait for you if you don't take too long, I'd like to get to know where everything is.

[ Screwing his eyes shut against irritation (yes, over himself, because who insults the people they're trying to introduce themselves to?), he somewhat starts again. ]

Or I could help you out ... maybe. I don't know how much good burning things would do. [ Lifting a hand, it's clearly on fire with crackling flames and not perturbing him at all as he forgets to waft it away. ] I've suddenly got a lot of time on my hands, if anyone wants to bother doing stuff.

... 'Stuff'? Urgh, I sound so stupid.

[ ~~Life-changing field-trip with Zuko, anyone?~~ ]

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.

vaguelysauntered

[The camera turns on to catch the bustling and lively interior of the Lion's Gate as one Anthony J. Crowley sits at the bar, swirling some very expensive-looking cocktail in one hand as he grins. Crowley already dressed with class and style to fuel a fashion company, so getting into the place was as easy as stealing candy from a baby.]

You know, the longer I stay in this place, the more I've realized that no matter where you go, people never change. I mean, even with powers and bloody monsters coming out of the Darkness to attack you, people are still just, you know, people.

[He turns the wrist with his NV watch to show the people behind him mingling in the club, starting to point out particular people standing around with a finger.] You see, that guy over there with the funny little beard wants to become the most powerful man in town- he's just hanging around here so he can get connections, but he's failing horribly at it. The woman next to him in the blue dress wants all the money in the world so she can buy all sorts of pointless luxuries for herself.

[And then he points over to a couple flirting by the bar, smirking widely.] And that woman wants nothing more than to take that man on the bar and do all sorts of nasty and unspeakable sexual things to him, I mean really, just hearing about them would make your ears curl.

[He then turns the NV toward him as he shrugs.] But what I'm trying to say is that people always want the same things in life. Power, money, sex...you could drop these people in, I don't know, a place where the sky is green and flowers eat people and they'd still have the same wants and the same needs.

So, let's play a little game. Tell me your most innate desire and try to surprise me. If you have a desire like everyone else, congratulations! You're painfully ordinary. And if not, well, maybe I'll get some amusement out of it. I could always use a little entertainment in my life.

[Crowley smiles like a snake.] Just try me.

[He turns off the video, but there's a long pause as the voice function still keeps going. And then Crowley says, curtly:]

By the way...you people should keep a better eye on your children. Especially in a place like this. Honestly, buy a leash or something, you prats. But no, people will be people...

[A slight huff, and the voice function is switched off. Make of that what you will.]

[ooc: Just a note: Crowley can actually see the innate desires of people! It's one of his many demonic powers. But he can only do that when they're there in person with him. So he'll just be having fun guessing whether people are lying or not when it comes to the responses of this video. You're all good on that front. B)]

crowsicle

[Though usually talkative, Davesprite only has two lines to post today.]

( OOC cut for color )

break me out of pediatric ward
will pay with body

[[OOC: Permissions post here for those who want to opt into his typing quirk. Otherwise I reply with plain Courier.]]

failedparenting

[It's been a tough week for John, for a multitude of reasons, but for our purposes we're focusing on the fact that his friend and roommate up and disappeared. John's taking it as a sort of sign to finally move out of the starter apartments, and as soon as he sent his and Bobby's things to storage, he set out for a new apartment.

He's surprised he was able to find one so quick. The rent's fairly affordable, due to the proximity to sector 9, but he can't go all in by himself. Plus, he doesn't know ayone in town who needs a place to live.

Shit. Time to make friends.]

WANTED -Looking for a roommate to split an apartment in northwest sector 4, a few blocks up from Baxter transit stop. Monthly rent even split, utilities not included and negotiable. Basic furnishing, no tv. -Must be human, 28 or older, no gender preference. Company affiliated need not apply. No cats. Must be comfortable around a variety of weapons and disruptions at late hours. Must be able to mind your own buisness. -Contact me if interested.

herausgesucht

[Nina looks somewhat concerned when she turns on the video feed, and she doesn't waste any time getting right down to it.]

I have a question for the other newcomers who came here normal. No, I'm sorry, I don't mean that many of you are abnormal—I'm talking about powers.

[She stretches a hand out before here for a moment.]

There's never been anything that special about me. Not in that way. But they say that after being here for a while, some newcomers can do things they couldn't do before. Like heroes in comic books. But I always thought special powers were like Superman's, you know? Really obvious stuff.

But...things have been happening lately. When I'm studying for class and want to find something in a textbook, I can always find it right away, whether I've read it before or not. And when I'm tidying up the apartment, I just know where things are. And that's harder than you think when Tenma's been a little messy. It's happened often enough that I know it's not my imagination.

Do you think it's possible for something like that to be a 'power'?

motioned

how can x equal so many different things isn't it only one letter shouldn't it only be able to be one number too

[Math is hard, her life is difficult, and this was totally worth talking to the network about. Anything to distract her from homework...]