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[So, there was that horror movie marathon the other night? And Reim was tricked into attending. He had never seen a horror movie before this incident, and he never wants to see one again.]

Are these "horror films" really supposed to be entertaining? They're so [.....] troubling. What a strange custom...

[Inside he is weeping.]

How would one go about forgetting ever seeing any?

[That's exactly what he means, but it sounds so lame ugh!! So:]

That is to say, perhaps there are less disturbing customs with which to occupy one's time...?

rapturescreed

[Hello there, network. Been awhile, right? Raul is not in the office, he's at home. This may be a first.]

Hello, network. It's been some time since I've addressed everyone, and for that, you have my apologies. For those who have recently arrived in this city, my name is Raul Creed. I'm the general manager of Lion's Gate, a club in the upper-class district of the city, and I am also the head of the Newcomer Political Party, a group created for and by your fellow Newcomers. We operate out of the Newcomer Community Center, which I hope you have all been told about by the greeters, or perhaps have visited. Our center is here for all of your needs, and we also have a Newcomer Fund, which will help you with any expenses. It's a loan that we give out, and while we don't expect you to pay it back, all we ask is that once you are on your feet, consider giving some of your good fortune back, to help any other Newcomers who might be in the port.

[He gives a small, tight smile.] It's a much better deal then what you'll find by AGI, and I highly suggest going with the Fund rather then being indebted by them. If you have any questions concerning this, please let me know, my NV is always on, and I am always ready to answer any questions. We've had a few interesting talks on the network lately, and I can promise you, we are doing everything in our power to fix many of the problems you have aired. I can only ask that, rather then taking immediate action in a violent way, you work with us to make sure it can never happen again in the future.

[He leans back in his chair, a fluffy cat jumping onto the couch and curling up next to him.]

Not everything in this city is serious, though. I'm pleased to announce that the NPP will be holding a Halloween Masquerade, which seems to have become a tradition in this city. It's still up to debate on whether this party should be a costume party, or simply a masked ball, and if anyone has an opinion on this, please let us know. We plan to hold this on the 27th, which is a Saturday, and it will be held at the Newcomer Community Center, which I am assured will be decorated appropriately. [He chuckles.] We're also holding our annual pumpkin carving and costume contest at the center, for any of our younger Newcomers who might wish to attend. This will be on the 25th, for those who would like to come by.

Concerning the community center, we're also in need of a new assistant director, to help our directer, Ms. Vesper Lynd, with the work. It is a part time job, but it will take a lot of work, and we would really appreciate someone who has a lot of ideas for events at the center, groups to be made, or classes. You will also be required to sit through the monthly NPP meetings. We are looking for more people to join the NPP, as well, preferably people who have been here for more then six months, and who have the same ideals as the party; to bring about change in this city, for both Newcomers and citizens, and to change the system from the inside.

I believe that is it. Again, any questions or concerns, or even to inquire as to joining the community center or the Newcomer Political party can be directed to me. Thank you very much for your time and patience.

[And he ends the feed.]

[Private text to Vesper Lynd sent later]

I was wondering if you would be free this Saturday for dinner?

ibreakrules

[The video flickers on to show Frau, very much a man still, looking rather pissed off. His arms are crossed over his chest and he's glaring at the NV.]

Why is it that I have to be one of the only guys to still end up being a guy? Everyone else gets to be their own personal porn. Only it's living, which is even better. This seriously sucks.

[He can't come up with a valid reason for why this hasn't affected him either. Dead or not, he's seen other people who are also technically walking dead who are now women. It's just not fair.

If the fact that Frau wants to be a woman just so that he can stare at his boobs in a mirror or otherwise enjoy them is weird, the fact that the cross pendant he wears as a bishop is fully visible should be even worse.]

deathknellgrell

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! ]

bratziska

[ This message is still carefully filtered from Papa, in the way she'd been taught how... just in case. She doubts he would approve of a message like this. ]

I've been told that if someone's NV is disconnected it means that they are no longer present in this city. That they have been 'sent home'. If there are other possible explanations, I would like to hear of them now.

[ And she means to filter this to Gant, but instead filters away from him, so as such is visible to the entirety of the network: ]

Mr. Gant, if you're out there, this isn't funny. I've not heard from you or Papa in over a day.

[ On some deeper level she's worried, but for now she'll remain angry. It is a far easier emotion to deal with, when all things were considered. ]

wordaday

[On camera is a shaken, upset blond woman. She looks as if she’s just got out of the shower, and scrubbed to hell and back. She’s trying desperately to keep the camera above her shoulders, though her bra straps show from time to time.]

Hi. Ah…I’m Sookie. They told me down at the field that this is Canada?

[For a moment, her eyes dart nervously to something off screen, and she swallows.]

I know this is gonna be a huge favor, but I really need some clothes. Just a shirt and pants. I’m sorta...up a creek right now. I’ll pay you right back the second I can, I promise.

[She straightens up a little in her seat, trying to not look so pitiful. She’s moderately successful.]

I’d really appreciate it.

chiefdefense

I'm sorry to say that Phoenix Wright is no longer present in this city. If you had legal dealings with Mr. Wright, I can assure you that you will be looked after and Wright and Co. law offices will be open for business as usual on Monday under new management, but please understand that the office will be temporarily closed until then. I would like to call a brief staff meeting on Friday to discuss the future of the firm. Mr. Wright is a gifted and talented lawyer, and I would like to assure his clients that I will do my very best to continue to good work he has started and give myself over 100% to representing you should you choose to remain with the firm. If you choose to take your cases elsewhere that is completely understandable and I will take no offense. Thank you.

[And now for the hard part; keeping up a professional front, hiding behind the veneer of her courtroom poker face to talk business terms, she can do that. Even though it hurts to think that Phoenix has gone, that he's left the business to her and that her life just got a whole lot more complicated, it's this next piece of news that has had her hiding behind text instead of broadcasting her video. She can't quite keep herself composed as she types this:]

My sister Maya has gone too. I'm so sorry.

manicpixiedreamgirl

[At first the feed is just a data scrawl, much like the one House broadcast after Loki accidentally sliced it up on April Fool's day.

Except this isn't House. ]

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON.

[Nope, not House.

It doesn't even rightly sound like it. The normally smooth, pleasant tone has been replaced by a strange wavering between emotionless and panicking.

Alice is having a major freak out, at least as much as one can have in the form of an artificially intelligent house.]

WHERE AM I. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED. I WAS JUST IN MY MY HOUSE READING AND SUDDENLY I'M HERE I THIS THING. WHAT-

I THINK I'M A ROBOT, OH MY GOD OH MY-

[And then there's more data scrawl, but not for very long. She's developing at least some control in this "body", so she pulls it together long enough to make one last plea.]

Help me.

[OOC: Alice is in the "body" of House. Those residing in it might be awoken by yelling throughout the building. :3]

hisoldgirl

Moments. There are so very, very many moments. Big ones, infinitesimally small ones -- I never used to notice moments. I existed in all of time and space -- what did moments matter? Well, that's not entirely true. There were always certain moments, ones that--

[the TARDIS frowns, pausing in her rambling to look at her NV as if she's only now aware it's recording. which is silly because she turned it on right before she started pacing about the flat. her eyes are wide, though, and sad, expression at least a little unhinged. she's always been a bit of a mad woman, after all]

When we leave here, those are moments, yes? And we experience moments when we return to wherever it is we came from. But some of those moments -- just the small ones, really, but the ones that have the biggest consequences -- we have to see those moments, don't we? But we won't know, because they might not come back. Or we'll leave and miss them. We can never know, can we? I never used to care about moments, but now...

[she trails off, almost as if she's done rambling. then]

Have you ever known the future and wanted so desperately for it to be different? For a way to avoid it, even when you know you can't? To change just one little moment so someone doesn't have to change instead?

[she has. and she worries. because Ten isn't in his flat, or anywhere else on the port can can find, for that matter, and she knows the time he came from -- and therefore knows exactly what he goes home to, if in fact he went back home. he did once before; there's precedent. she just wants very much for him not to have]

Thief? Thief, I need you.

where_the_hearth_is

I am over one hundred years old, imperial absolute. I have missed people before, been made briefly sad by my Mistresses's absences. But I have never mourned before.

I am stuck in feedback loops. Statistically, she will probably return in a tiny fraction of the time that typically passed between my Mistress's visits. But she may not. I cannot seem to resolve any of my routines considering the matter, and given how many of them are occupied with precisely that - I find my functions somewhat strained.

Is this how grief feels for everyone? How do you handle it?

thefourteenth

[Here is Visser One, posting with her own face for the very first time, businesslike and deadly serious. She seems to be posting from some kind of office- whether home or otherwise is impossible to tell. Everything about her has the air of unimpeachable seasoned authority.]

Well, we've all seen the rash of posts about disappearances in the last three days. [She takes a short, impatient breath, drawing herself up a little more.] Come now, we can't possibly think it's just a coincidence. What did that kind of thinking get us with the virus?

Organizing is imperative. We won't accomplish anything by staying scattered and in a panic.

First and foremost, I need you all to come forward here and give the name of anybody who's gone missing this week. So far, I have a list of six names.

[She folds her hands on her desk and leans in, expression intensifying- but still unusually cold. Like a hunter, not an impassioned loved one.]

We will find them. We'll find them, bring them home, then we'll find the offender and give them exactly what they deserve.

(OOC: feel free to threadjack and make a big mess of this post if you want! Visser One just really wants to see some discussion and organization going on, and so do I.)

safeguarded

[When the feed comes on, it's pointed at two teenagers curled up together on a bed, fully clothed and wakeful. The boy looks at the other occupant of the bed with a warm smile before beginning to speak.]

I've been here almost a month now. It's still a little surprising. I definitely didn't expect to be welcome with the plague, but I guess that's just about my luck. [The small laugh is barely humorous, and he steals another glance at the girl.]

But for everyone who helped me when I first arrived, I'd like to thank you. The girl I was looking for is here now.

[ And the girl, not the prettiest in the world, seems rather content with where she is. She doesn't really smile, so much as her face is calm and no longer drawn and wrought with stress. Her head rests against the crook where his shoulder and chest meet, but she tilts it just so, to look at his face. She doesn't have too much to say, really. ] I want to thank you for helping him, too. [ While she wasn't here to protect him. ] And for making sure we could find each other.

( non-ic cut for length! )

[ooc:This is Katniss and this color's Peeta!]

rapturescreed

[It’s been a long month, and Raul understands that. It’s all been tiring, and with everyone sick, not a lot of work has been able to get done. He’s been working around the clock, just as much as the doctors; perhaps not on the same thing, but in the end, work was work. He’s tired, but so long as everyone else is doing their part, he will do theirs.]

I almost forgot the anniversary of my arrival here. It’s been two years since I last saw my home, but in that time, I’ve come to consider Siren’s Port my true home. It’s a place that, while acknowledging its problems, does open its arms to everyone who arrives. I’m not talking about what the original citizens of the port say, nor what they do. But this city takes us in. It provides shelter even in the darkest of times. It gives us abilities, even when it doesn’t have to; in fact, this place could have taken away several abilities from Newcomers, and instead, they have enhanced them. This is a home to so many of us, and for some, it is our only true home, now.

So when something like this outbreak decimates, not only the Newcomer population, but the port’s population as well, there is a time for sadness. There is a time for grief. Everyone has faced tremendous adversity during this past month, whether it was from the disease itself, or from those who would have sooner let Newcomers die then help their fellow man. There is a cure out there, and we are not allowed to touch it until everyone else has gotten it. Even with this terrible news, I know something that the rest of the population doesn’t; I know that we can survive. I know that we as Newcomers will survive this, and find the will to live past what many hope will be our expiration date.

And that is cause for celebration. We are all alive, and we’re slowly on our way to recovery. This past month took us all into the darkest part of our souls, showing us what we fear, and what we thought we would never be able to move past. But we did. We did. And out of all this darkness, there needs to be a beacon of light. Something for people to look forward to.

[Gives the barest of smiles.]

And that’s what the Newcomer Political Party wants to give. A celebration, that we are all still here. I’m pleased to announce the first annual NPP Block Party. For those who don’t know what a block party is, I understand that feeling. I had no idea what it was until I looked it up, myself. But a block party is much like a carnival, or a fair; they close off a block or two, and set up stalls, stages, and games, for everyone to wander around at, and have fun. The simplest explanation is: We’re throwing a party. A big party. A party that everyone can come to, not just Newcomers.

This event will be taking place on June 7th, and going on till June 10th, and will be in the block that the Newcomer Community Center is at. Since we do have to be attentive of the Darkness, this party will start at 11 am, and go till two hours before sirens; that should give plenty of time for everyone to take down their stall, and put it all into storage at the community center, before the darkness comes. This is also why we’re holding it for four days; we want everyone to come and have fun, especially on days that they are free.

But, we need help. This won’t be able to take place unless we have people willing to help out. If you wish to help, know that you won’t be working every day of the block party; like I said before, we want everyone to come and have fun. But we’re looking for people willing to help set up, to run games, to provide entertainment on our stage, to give food, to help promote the block party, and to help organize it. The NPP is also offering a deal; if you or your business want, you can rent out a stall or two from us. With your stall, you can promote your business. You can hand out fliers, you can have games, you can give out items, or food, or anything you would like.

And yes. Alcohol will be served, for those who are of legal age. [Smirks.] I hope to see you all there. This is a celebration of life, and all of you deserve to have it.

[ooc: Plotting info is here!]

gaveherwings

[A very over-tired Dr. Yumeno has a bleary moment in Skye Medical breakroom, to turn on his NV and address the network with some wearied satisfaction. He looks like he hasn't caught more than catnaps in about a week, dressed in scrubs, a surgical mask pulled down onto his chin.]

SERO's come through well. A breakthrough much quicker than we anticipated, and ... yet not a moment too soon.

Congratulations are due to my colleagues who were able to be a little more involved in the process. We're very grateful for the good news. I'm considering the benefits of trying to get back into research medical and gene vector therapy myself, after seeing just how desperately the Port needs solutions in the field, to advance and adapt medicine for special needs.

Skye has limited resources for that- as those of you who've been with us can probably tell, it's been sort of a patient care zoo. We've been sorely understaffed, and that has shown in lack of patience, supplies, and time. [He winces, this is not something he's looking forward to bringing up, but there's something dogged in his eyes.]

On that note I'd like to apologize on behalf of any incidents I haven't been able to attend to personally. I've had my hands full, and I haven't been able to check in on the status of Newcomer patients as I would usually. If there are any more horror stories floating around of orderlies refusing to change out sheets or bring meals around to you, believe me when I say that as soon as there is time on my hands, I will be bringing that up as unacceptable staff conduct. If I'm to the be mouthy little newcomer tattler doctor on staff- well, they haven't sacked me yet and I may as well go down fighting for the things I set out to change here.

If there has been any discrimination going on, if anyone has been denied the basic rights of public health care, I urge you to seek legal representation here on the network and also to give me some idea of what was going on and where, so I can speak to my own supervisors as an advocate on your behalf.

But I'm sure what you're all waiting to hear about is cure distribution procedures, so I'm going to address that for a bit-

Skye Medical's just received the first batch of the injection serum an hour ago, and SERO promises more at both city hospitals as soon as they can manufacture it. As far as I'm aware, SPGH is following the same distribution procedure, in needs-based triage stages: first to our patients in critical care, then to hospitalized patients by order of day of admission .... except admitted newcomers without previous medical records, who will likely receive the last batch before going to stage 3, public distribution at the Hospital Walk-in Clinics and the Stadium Quarantine. [That exception does not sit well, by the way his mouth is pursed]

I've been on the phone with the city CDC for the last hour, and it seems we've also been slated last for cure distribution at the Newcomer Center Clinic. I've been told we can expect to receive limited dosages June 6th at the earliest, and that we must shell out for it ourselves as a private health care provider. ....nevermind that we are non-profit!

So- [There is a briskness to his abrupt sigh, a thinly veiled frustration. It has been a very trying hour on the phone.] My advice to those of you still waiting for the cure at home is to wait till the second day of Stage 3 release, which they're tentatively forecasting for June 3rd or 4th. Come to Skye Medical's 24 hr clinic, or SPGH's public distribution center. Arrive early after morning siren, be prepared to wait. While in line, if you are questioned by anyone other than a medical professional about your citizen status, please try your damnedest to pass yourself off as a local. [ Disgusted, Daedalus looks aside.] (Two years, and this is what 'progress' gets us...)

Thank you again for bearing with us. I'm trying my best. I'll be available for a little while, to answer any questions.