sirenspull | Entries tagged with c: ritsuka aoyagi

[Like so many others over the course of the last few days, Gilbert appears on the screen looking as though he's lived through much healthier days. His face is pale and flushed, and his voice is strained and heavy with congestion. But that's not what he's come on to talk about this early-evening.]

Vincent Nightray, Xerxes Break, and that stupid rab--

[He cuts himself off sharply, directs his eyes to the ground and then after clearing his throat, corrects himself.]

...and Alice have all gone home. Whoever Break was working for, feel free to keep his last paycheck.

[There's no one that he had left here that could profit from it, after all. Plus, this way his subordinate doesn't have to completely admit that he never truly learned where his secretive boss was working all this time.

Without looking back up at the camera, he shuts the feed off.]

[Pathetically-easy-to-hack-private video to Oz Vessalius and Ahiru:]

Do you two mind if I bring home something premade for dinner tonight...?

retraced

[Long time no see, Siren's Port. Gilbert has been doing his best to keep off of the NV for the last few months for a multitude of different reasons, but today he has something to talk about.

Or rather, he has something to complain about.

The video turns on while the NV is still pointed at the ground, some section of the garden out in front of the Phantomhive estate, but it snaps up fairly quickly to reveal a very rain-soaked Gilbert Nightray. It's been raining a lot lately, so the sight in and of itself isn't horribly odd, but what is odd is that he looks furious about it.]

Who's doing this?! Whoever it is - cut it out already! This 'prank' is going too far!

[The camera then shifts upwards until it's pointed up over his head. A few raindrops fall onto the NV, obscuring the sight a little, but viewers will definitely see a small, gray raincloud perched over his head. Just. Hovering there. Raining on him. He takes a step to the side and it follows him faithfully.

Yes, the broodiest resident of Siren's Port now comes equipped with his own personal raincloud for the day thanks to one of his regular customers at the bakery. Though honestly, in a city full of pranksters, it's really very odd that Gilbert hasn't been pranked this badly before.]

It won't go away! It keeps following me inside! It ruined part of the carpet and I can't even clean it up! I can't smoke like this either, and...

[The camera moves back to his pissed expression.]

IT'S NOT FUNNY DAMN IT SO STOP!

[And with that he slams the NV shut. April Fools, indeed.]

[ooc - Action for Phancyhive people if they want to venture out to Gilbert's little Brooding Spot in the garden. Also I'm off for work so tags will come later today.]

dawnward

[Here's a face the network hasn't seen in a while. Riku's back to looking more and more like the kid he was when he arrived, though he's grown and definitely looks older. He's sitting near the Newcomer Memorial, glancing around at the stones. For those with keen eyes, they might notice a name beside where he's sitting: Kei Yuki.]

Two years ago, I showed up at that diamond just like everyone else.

[He gives the camera a knowing smile.]

Hearing a lot of these stories lately, haven't we, Siren's Port? But I'll skip over it, since it's not important, and since Joe has already recounted what happened our first few nights here. A lot's happened since then but I'll never forget that first night I was here, or that first week.

[He shifts, glancing back at the memorial he sits by.]

Every month, I go down to the diamond to clean off all those things people call us...and every month, there's more right back up. People have told me that it's a lost cause and that I might as well leave it alone. But I don't want to. I don't want people to think they have us beaten, that they can walk all over us and do what they want. It's been over two years and we still haven't all gone and there were people before us, people still in the city. We're not the first ones here.

[Riku turns back and locks eyes with the camera.]

Someone tried to ruin this memorial today. They were going to spray paint over some of the names, like they were trying to erase what's here and who used to be around.

[It hits something in him. The names in the memorial are the ones he's collected but, more importantly, what really angers him is that defacing the stone is like trying to erase the memories of the people who once inhabited Siren's Port. And that's something he refuses to stand for, above all else.]

If we're really not the first Newcomers here, then why is nothing else around? Why was there no political party, no memorial, no safe house...nothing? Did they try to erase all of that too, so no one would remember that they were once Newcomers? Or did they try harder to become integrated people so no one would hurt them anymore?

[He frowns.]

It just...doesn't make much sense to me. Why would you purposely try to erase important memories like that and try to forget all that's happened?

madeinoblivion

In three more days, it'll be two whole years since I've been pulled here.

[Joe Fieldman is sitting at the top of his apartment building's fire escape, facing the sunset. Ten minute siren warning has just ended, but there's still light left, and the blinking light of the radio tower is not too far off, backed by the skyline of downtown: the shining walls of SERO's ultra-modern skyscrapers glimmering sleek, and the top of AGI's corporate tower standing tallest as a dark spire against the sky beyond that, in the far distance.]

...That's really weird, how fast it's been. It feels like it wasn't so long ago, that I walked into my apartment in the Towers (All the way up on the top floor!) and found out the landlord had already put Riku there, figuring I was the same exact person who'd already lost the room key. 'Stupid newcomers', right?

Two years, and I should take time and look back on everything I've done with it. But that's not really so much as I'd like it to be.

I've made plenty of friends. And had good times with them. I found a name. I got stronger, and fought lots of monsters in the darkness- I've still got to run into about half of them that Darwin's got listed in the guide. Learned bike tricks from the guys at the skate park. Won a film contest, first place (okay, so Mr. Cohen did do most of it, but I was a good 'disciple'). Survived some earthquakes and riots and craziness. I learned a lot about wiring and sound tech and how to put on good music for a club. I joined and then quit a company. Got a tattoo. Got permanently kicked out of SERO's crummy arcade. Fought some witches- which I heard saves the universe, but it doesn't make so much around here any better. Helped run that metal concert, which was a smash hit.

Still, that's hardly everything. And that's what's been bugging me the most. It's been a long time since I've really done anything important. Anything to change this place around, for the better. I mean, I protect my friends, but-

But some of my other friends have gotten killed, or gone away- or other bad stuff's happened to them. And there's not much I've figured out how to do, about changing that.

Does everyone who wants a better life to live in this city ever feel stuck this way? Like you have no clue what you could do next, to really make a difference?

Back in other worlds, some people who get pulled here are heroes...

I've been thinking- maybe it's really time I get serious and do something. But I don't know where to start, in a place like Siren's Port. How to do it. There are still days I feel like I don't even know who to be.

hairdecs

[The video starts with the interior of a stately mansion!

Or what used to be one.

There's mud tracked in all kinds of places. Rugs have been flipped over. Pictures are tilted on the wall. There appear to be various cereal bits on the floor along with small plastic toys. A potted plant has been knocked over and its dirt joins the mud right around where what looks like a bright blue fruit drink has been spilled. The curtains are all tangled up in themselves, and someone has drawn pictures of robots on the glass with what must be more mud.

Suddenly, Finnian pops into the frame, a huge smile on his face. His very muddy face. His clothes are a hodgepodge of various stains, making it quite obvious whose handiwork this all is.]

Hey everybody! Is this a good mess?

topslug

It's been more than a year since I got here. To be honest, I completely forgot the date. It's not really the kind of thing that you remember, when you have other things on your mind-- like why you keep waking up on the same day. [ Sheepish smile. ]

I've met a lot of people this past year, and I've seen a lot of things. I could disappear from the Port any time-- maybe years from now, maybe tomorrow-- but I hope I get to remember everything, even if I do. Until that happens, I'll just have to keep moving forward. There's still a lot for me to learn.

[ Judging by the way Yako pauses, that seems to be all she has to say about that. A lot has changed, and though she isn't normally one to mark anniversaries, enough has happened in the past few days that she thinks it deserves noting. Instead of her office, she's making the post from her kitchen-- she hasn't left home just yet.

Absently, she tucks a bit of hair behind her ear, moving it out of her face. ]

I've seen a couple of people post about Valentine's Day, and I know not everybody celebrates it, but... if anyone wants me to, I could show them how to make chocolate and bake some things. It won't be anything fancy, but a gift's always different if it's hand-made, right? I was just thinking of doing it at my house, but it might be easier if we could find a bigger kitchen to work in.

One more thing: if anyone's looking for a place to stay, we've got a couple of rooms we're looking to rent out. Contact me on my NV if you're interested.

paysdelamour

( FRANCE'S FIRST YEAR ANNIVERSARY WOOOOOO. And he tl;dr's. )

(( ooc: Anyone who is at the HoA (including Helen, it's movie night remember? :P) is more than welcome to notice that Francis has not really been talking much all day, and has been even more somber than he's been showing on the video. ))

greenshift

@_@ i was really glad to see that the day stopped repeating, but this is just as bad!!! i dont think id be able to keep up if days ALWAYS went this fast this is just a preposterous way to spend time and its giving me a headache :/

( cut for courierrrr and eye-searing green )

soul_scatter

[Byakuya is sipping a mug of tea. He looks as composed as normal. However, there's a slight haunting to his features, if one is observant enough to see it.

You see, Rukia's birthday has come and gone. His birthday was yesterday... and sometimes, Byakuya feels every single moment of his 100+ years - he honestly doesn't know how the older taichous do it, sometimes. But then, he suspects they are not as lonely as he is.

Tonight is one of those nights.

He sips his tea again.]

There are certain things that mortals do that I cannot fathom. Watching of the passing of time, ignoring the past and only looking forward, refusing to look beyond the surface of anything or anyone...

This time of year, the sakura blossoms are in bloom. My estate would be a riot of pink flowers on the breeze...

[He stops and gets back on his original track.]

Does time that passes here matter? Will it change the outcome or how you perceive the events of your home once you return? For those that have those from their future here, will anything they've told you change things for you?

Do actions taken here make a difference?

thequarterback

So, does it snow like that here often? 'Cause, I mean, if it does, then I guess I could be a little better prepared, you know? Warm clothes and stuff. Probably could stock up on food too. [That last bit is sort of mumbled to himself]

Speaking of clothes and food and stuff -- plus, I don't wanna be a freeloader too much longer -- I think it's probably time I got a job or something. This is probably gonna sound stupid to some people, but I'm not even sure where to start looking. I mean, I'm not even really sure what I'm good at, as far as job skills and things go. Well, I know what I'm good at and everything, I'm just not really sure how it would apply or anything.

[He lays the NV on his bed next to him, so it's just pointed up toward the ceiling now. It's not a bad ceiling. Finn's spent a lot of time looking at it]

I feel sorta useless and changing that would be kinda nice.