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[ see She-Hulk. see She-Hulk lying in some bed wearing just underwear and a men's shirt. she looks pretty relaxed and you can see the sprinkling of daylight through the window ]

Good morning, Canada! [ she settles back against her pillow and wiggles her fingers in a wave, hair pushing up around her face. ]

So I've been here for a month. (I know, I can't believe it either!) So for a while, I was thinking, "Wow, this place still completely and totally sucks!" And it does. It so does.

But, you know, for the last week, I've been feeling pretty better about having to stay in Siren's Port. I guess I've just been meeting some really nice people or something to keep my mood up. But what about you guys? What do you like about it here?

[ there's a pause and then she grins big: ]

By the way, does anyone want to go for a drink later?

[ before disconnecting the feed

ooc. so uh. she's been LUSTed. heh seven deadly sins plot.
]
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[ The sun has finally set, and when the video opens, its to the pitch black gloom of a decaying city from a rooftop in Sector One. Monsters rove the streets in packs, each more grotesque than the last, and it seems as though the one recording them is only all too fascinated with their destructive capabilities.

Finally, a voice like age-old gravel addresses the scene below, a dark silhouette only just now made visible as he perches on the edge of a rooftop. ]


The world unwinds again.

[ He gestures with a clawed hand, his tone only growing darker the longer than he speaks. ]

Forever lending itself to chaos and destruction, not even the souls of the damned have a say in what manner they are to exist.

Humanity's struggle against the tide of time is pointless, a meaningless effort that bears only the light of death, the inevitable end of a once untainted world. As worthless as they are destructive, their existence is but a cancer.

[ A dark shape drops down suddenly, attempting to latch onto the speaker. Jerking about, his eyes glowing a blistering white, he all but tears the Death Squid off him, its body ripped to shreds by a powerful unseen force.

Turning his gaze towards the NV, there's an almost mad sort of gleam there, a fury that will not abate. ]


You have twenty-four hours before I raze this city to the ground.

Fight me, if you dare.

[ He vanishes then, and the feed cuts off. ]


[ ooc: Another for the 7DS Plot, Proxy One has been hit with Wrath. Obviously, he won't actually get to destroy the city (Alucard will stop him, I think), but if you want to encounter a wrathful Proxy? Just be warned, he won't be playing nice. ]
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[There's supposed to be a video feed, but it's pitch black and it's hard to see. It's night and you can barely make out a female, slightly illuminated by the Core building's light.]

Hm... well, I see a lot is going on in this place. The welcoming committee was a little less comforting than I'm sure they meant to be.

[She stops a moment, and you can make out her features a bit better. Teal eyes, teal hair. She eyes some of the signs around the baseball diamond.]

Someone's got a sense of humor.

So... go to the light or head into the pitch black towards what I can only imagine is just my very own personal parade.

Hm. Tough choice.

Anyone see any other outsider sprites around here?
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[ S'up, Siren's Port. This is Xigbar, chilling in his swanky office after a long day at work.

He smiles for the camera. ]


Ladies and gentlemen of the Port, and everything in between. There's a very important question I've been meaning to ask you all.

[ PAUSE FOR EFFECT. ]

What are you planning to do for Shamrock Day?
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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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