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[ It's always a shocker when your metabolism slows, particularly when you're a Death God. Grell has been rail-thin his entire existence; but an unfortunate combination of a sedentary lifestyle (he had previously been reaping souls for a living) and a massive bout of Gluttony has left him with…

Well. You know how skinny guys, when they gain weight, stay skinny everywhere except… ]

The man of my dreams proposes, and I look like THIS~! I can't walk down the aisle looking like a pregnant bride!

Ah cruel, cruel fate!

[ His strategy, thus far, has been to stop eating entirely, subsisting on a diet of coffee and breath mints. Unsurprisingly, this has had little effect on his physique. Thus in a fit of pique, desperation, and caffeine-induced bad judgement, he is appealing to the Network: ]

How d'you lose weight in a hurry? I'll try anything!

[ And yes, this is how Grell is announcing his engagement! ]

typhlopid

[A voice that is usually calm and refined seems to be struggling to remain so this morning.]

...My sister, Clover, has disappeared. You might know her as that pink-haired girl.

It is not a prank. She would not do that to me. Messages sent to her NV promptly bounce. [He also can't sense her presence, far more disturbing overall. And knowing what she must be going home to--]

If I find someone has taken her, if something has happened, there will be no end of hell for those responsible. [It is a coldness, a preciseness that can only be managed by true loathing: Clover has been stolen from him before, and anyone who dares to do it again will pay.]

( PRIVATE to Re-l Mayer || minimum security )

typhlopid

[When the NV comes on, it isn't immediately evident whether it's accidental or on purpose, since what's occupying the screen is mostly someone's elbow, but the excited murmur of a crowd is audible, and above it, the indistinct sound of rowdy singing. It takes another minute for the feed to right itself, focused on Snake and a broadly grinning Clover dressed in a lime green leprechaun costume that's probably a good deal shorter in the hem department than any actual leprechaun would wear. She's also dangling something in front of the camera, so close that it's out of focus. When she pulls back a little to twirl it against one cheek absently, it resolves into a four-leafed clover.]

So it's St. Patrick's Day, right? [Her cheeks are flushed, but she seems giddy rather than tipsy, leaning into Snake unselfconsciously.] It's been pretty fun so far, but you know what would be even better? [She pauses for dramatic effect, but it's somewhat ruined by the soft giggle she lets out when she waves the clover in her hand at the NV.] If we had someone else to celebrate with us!

[Snake is far more subdued, as usual, dressed in a collared shirt and a green and blue argyle sweater. He pulls the NV a little closer, but is not quite directly facing it. He replies in utter deadpan, his amusement utterly dry:] ...I suppose that line is somewhat better than last year's "My name is Clover, guess what, you just got lucky." I did not realize our search for boys was extending all the way to the network tonight.

[Clover doesn't even have the grace to look embarrassed.] It's no fun if the guys we're talking to are already too drunk to walk.

I suppose that is correct. So now we are inviting two - or possibly more - boys to enjoy a seasonal repast tonight?

Or more. [Clover nods agreeably before her gaze flicks back to the camera, suddenly sly. She holds up the clover again.] How about a little incentive? The first person who can tell me what this stands for gets free drinks for the rest of the night.

With pick-up attempts like that, it is a wonder you do not have a boyfriend. [Snake addresses the NV now:] We are at the establishment called... Nibbleheim. [It seems he can hardly believe he just said such an undignified name.] Please join us for drinks and conversation. And possibly dancing. I promise we are excellent and entertaining company. [Snake is reluctantly amused.]

asano_san

[You know the drill. It's ask the network a question time!]

Hey, everyone. What do you do when your roommate is TRYING TO GET RID OF YOU SO HE CAN GO OFF AND BE IN LOVE WITHOUT EVER HAVING TO THINK ABOUT YOU AGAIN?!

[With a side of over-dramatic whining.]

motioned

[A somewhat anxious face comes onto the network today, though she's trying to mask it. Before she addresses the network, Ahiru looks over her shoulder towards a figure behind her and begins to speak.]

It doesn't really matter if they know or not!

[In the background, Maya's voice is audible:]

Ahiru, it's your birthday! Of course they've got to know!

[With a sigh, she turns back to the NV, laughing nervously.]

Well, um, I'm fifteen today. But, I don't want presents or anything like that, so you don't have to get me any! I think being here and being able to meet all my friends is more important than anything like that. It's really weird to think that I'm spending another birthday here, but... I'm happy, too.

[She looks back at Maya, looking for confirmation that she can turn the feed off. Out of sight, the older girl gives her a cheerful thumbs up, and the post ends.]

[ooc: Blue is Ahiru and purple is Maya!]

summing_it_up

[And here's Hiccup, sleeves rolled up and everything, while he absentmindedly grabs a large plate from the ever-growing pile of dishes sitting next to him.

It looks like he was testing things out a little earlier, but he eventually grins lopsidedly at the screen.]

Uh. Hey guys! How's it going? I know - it's been a while. But I found some work. If anyone cares, that is. [He takes a moment to eye the dish he's still holding.] It's...not the best, to be honest, but it's something! But I was wondering-

[The pile of plates shift as more is added onto it, causing the scrawny Viking to throw himself against the side he faces, waiting until it settles before he speaks again.]

That was close. [To be safe, he takes another plate from the top.] Um. As I was saying - I was wondering, since I just got here about a month ago, if anyone knew or had any connections with- [The casual wave of the plate proves to be too much as ceramic clunks, hitting the device.] aw no-

[Blurring happens. The ~~rock~~ NV is submerged in murky, soapy water. Sound becomes muffled and enclosed as a faint yelp is heard. A quick thrashing past multiple plates and utensils and a blur of a hand grabs onto it, resurfacing to show Hiccup, now all squiggly and ripply due to the accidental dunk in the dish water, breathe a sigh.]

...Yeah! Anyway. Short version of this is the options in housing. A better place to stay would be great. Any place. Just in case.

snakespeak

[As always, the video feed clicks on, focused on something other than the broadcaster. Today, it is a close up view of the gleaming window panes of a set of french doors. The camera doesn't move as a young man's voice addresses the network.]

'Snake has seen many signs and people talking about "Valentine's Day",' says Oscar.

'The movie box shows pictures of roses and chocolates and rings and humans kissing,' says Wilde.

'And everything is covered in red and pink and white, with heart shapes,' says Oscar.

[The pane rattles and glimpses of a white rag flash along the edge of the feed. Snake is busy with the daily cleaning. The voice doesn't change tone despite supposedly coming from different individuals, and the speaker remains out of sight.]

'What is all this nonsense about?' asks Keats.

'Snake is under the impression that this "Valentine's Day" is in regards to those whom are held dear, somehow,' says Webster. 'Is he correct in this assumption?'

'If so, then he has quite a lot to do before this day arrives~,' says Emily.

[A lengthy pause follows, before a whisper is heard just before the feed is ended.]

Smile, if I could... talk to you...

motioned

Wow, I'm really glad that's over! It got sort of frustrating, having the same day happen over and over, especially since nobody at school believed me. I'm glad it's really the seventh today, though! I guess that means it's almost Valentines Day. Almost my birthday, too.

[She shifts on the bed where she sits, drawing her legs up towards her until her cheek can rest on her kneecaps while her head is turned to look at the camera.]

You know, there was this boy I knew back home who would've known just what to do about the time loop thing. I mean, not that everyone didn't do a really good job, but... He was really smart. Really brave, too. I know he would've done anything for the people he cares about. He made me feel like there I could do anything, too. He was the kind of person that gave me hope when it didn't seem like there was any. Even if he's not here, he's still one of the most important people to me. There's not a day I stop thinking of him. Even if I can't talk to him for a while, though, I think it's okay. Because he didn't just make me happy when he was around. I feel like I'm still really warm inside because I got to meet him! I think it's really important to remember, too, though.

Did anyone else have someone that special to them back home? I'd like to hear about it!

[She pauses, looking like she's about to say something else. Instead, she reaches to the device and turns it off.]

[ooc: Forward dated to after all the time stuff goes completely back to normal!]

youfartknocker

Uh, huh huh huh. I'm gonna be cool. Uh, huh huh huh. [ It's after sirens, and Butt-Head is leaning against a dirty wall in a dimly lit room with a good portion of his neck gone. He doesn't seem very affected by it, though- yet, anyway. ]

Hey, babies. Uh, huh huh- [ He winces, bringing a hand up to his neck. ] Sweet. Uh, huh huh huh.

I can, like, see everything clearly now. Uh, huh huh huh. That guy really was, like, a werewolf. Uh, huh huh huh. [ There's a soft roar (of his Onix, if anybody talked to him on his intro post and heard it) before the feed ends.

Also, good luck getting information out of him. And John Watson will be saving his sorry ass, but feel free to like ... bitch at him or something. He didn't learn his lesson back home about going to men in alleyways about getting turned into a supernatural being. At least he didn't get rabies this time. ]

kal_el

[If Superman seems a little agitated, pausing after every sentence or so to touch his eyes, its because he's spent the last few days melting snow and seeing no sun. His eyes hurt, and he has a splitting headache; strangely enough extended use of heat vision hurts.]

I would like to remind people that while the risks caused by the snow seem to have passed, there are dangers inherent to its melting that some might not expect, especially if they're not used to this kind of weather. Watch out for flooded drains especially, and be careful if the temperature suddenly drops below zero again, because all this water might turn to ice.

Maybe that seems a little obvious, but there's places in the world where you never see rain, let alone snow, and if there's one thing we can agree on it's that this world isn't like the ones we came from. I've certainly never seen it rain shards of ice before.

[A pause here; he rubs his eyes a little longer this time, then smiles his most boyscout smile.]

It's been a while since the last time I spoke to the network like this, so allow me to introduce myself to those of you who don't know me. I'm known as Superman, and night or day, if you happen to find yourself in danger you can call on me. Just call out loud, I'll hear you no matter where you are, and I'll come just as fast as I can. I save people, that's what I do. So please don't hesitate.

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( Audio; Private to Bruce Wayne )