sirenspull | Entries tagged with c: the monarch

['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.

mister_foppish

[He'd passed out fairly earlier than usual from utter exhaustion earlier that afternoon, sleeping long into the night with little interruption. The oppressive atmosphere the Decaying Darkness placed on a mind like his was as heavy as the effects of pandemonium eating away at the City.

The deep shadows surrounding his bedside was absolutely still, the room silent. In his moderately lavish bedroom soaked with blue moonlight the Prince of the World of Toons lay sleeping on silk bedding, peacefully. Or so it would seem. The lace curtains hanging down from the canopy bed swayed gently. There was an ominous air about, even from what the video showed…A silhouette was cast overtop the sleeping Pegasus' head, elongated from the window as if some terrible beast lurked just outside.

"Grmmm…" Pegasus groaned unconsciously, his brow furrowing and his body tossing, tangled in the sheets.

There's a moment where he quivers and then hoarsely whimpers, moaning something inaudible beneath his breath.]

A-ah…Please no….N-not that…!

[He speaks in a way that suggests fright or even pain, his face contorting, until finally the peak of his nightmare seems to come to fruition, and he yells out:]

"Nooooooooooooooooo!"

[He sits up with a violent start at that, panting harshly, looking as white as a sheet. Pegasus' entire body is drenched with a cold sweat, his gasps coming in short, erratic bursts as his heart pounded. He clenched at his night shirt and the sheets around him as if for reassurance that he was still there in his bed, leaning over to fumble for the light switch. Instead of finding it immediately however he nearly topples out of the bed, righting himself at just the last second so that he flings off the blankets and lets his feet touch the floor.

( The Darkness blinds my soul...Cut for brevity! )

((ooc: Basically, this follows the skewed perceptions plot from the Core Malfunction. Pegasus temporarily has lost his sight, allowing him to see through touch rather than through his actual eye.))

greedyful

[There's no video, but there's the sound of something in the distance; growling, scratching, breathing.]

Your monsters are getting restless, Sirens Port.

You think they're a little angry about something? I doubt it's just a thorn in their paw. Or Maybe they're just as bored as the rest of us.

[He sounds amused at the very least]

Something's broken by the way, It wasn't me, but someone should probably fix it.

mister_foppish

[A video blips on as he fiddles with his device, at long last making a steady connection to the netvice community. A silvery-haired fop is now on your network—Ready to do a little chit-chatting, Siren's Port?]

Oooo. This is just like out of one of those Sci-Fi shows, you know. How exciting. Can you all hear me? Well hello, hello there! ~☆

[Waves all friendly-like with a glass of wine in one hand, smiling winsomely.]

Good evening, good evening my dear friends. I do hope all of you are having a stellar evening, indeed. I'm…What is it they say? Newly Arrived? Oh, it's really all very strange. Very confusing. Why, I've been absolutely terrified!~

Also, I confess, a little exhausted.

[Fans himself briskly with one hand and sits up from what appears to be a posh-looking couch that most certainly wasn't in the Starter Apartments, letting forth a dramatic sigh.]

Well, since it appears we're going to be stuck here for a while why don't you let me tell you a little about myself so we might get to know each other better, hm?

My name is Pegasus J. Crawford, inventor of a wonderful card game called Duel Monsters, chairman and CEO of Industrial Illusions, and I come from America. California, to be specific. Ha, ha.~ It's a wonderful place, really.

[Giggles at that, as if telling the most amusing joke.]

Pleasure to make your acquaintance. ♡

But now that you know who I am, it's only fair that I should like to get to know all of you. So, boy do I have a little question for you, Siren's Port:

Do any of you like to play games? I invented one, you know. Maybe you could help lil' old me pass the time? A winner-take-all duel, you might say. The loser takes me out to dinner. Or, if you're so inclined, maybe show me around. I could really use a tour. How about it, hm?

[ooc: Action tags are welcome. He'll come skipping right out to meet and greet almost anyone if they're friendly enough. Don't expect him to walk too far though unless you call him a cab.

EDIT: Check/fill out this awesome PERMISSIONS POST here!]

jokerofcrime

[ATTENTIONS, CITIZENS. AND NEWCOMERS. AND WHOEVER ELSE MAY BE WATCHING.

DO NOT ADJUST YOUR NV'S.

Despite the fact that the world is spinning around pretty rapidly. I mean, that's kinda weird, right, but no, it's okay. Things are perfectly fine. That's just a roulette wheel.

Why is an NV on a roulette well? Well... It's attached to a cat who is currently on a roulette wheel and that is a very long story. If you listen closely, you can hear him yelling and throwing a hissy fit. He is just not happy right now. And all that jarring movement makes it hard to see what's going on.

And then it stops, but since the NV is on Meowth's wrists and he's currently dizzily trying to get his bearings.]

What's th' big idea, wise guy?

You're cheatin', that's what. [Some voice offscreen. Meowth begins flailing his arms, which means YAY SEIZURE VISION.]

WHO YOU CALLIN' A CHEAT? [There's silent and the NV is thankfully covered up, because Meowth just crossed his arms. No more nausea vision, but you can still hear.] But if youse guys just hand me my winnin's, I won't tell nobody what a buncha lousy poker players you are.

[Except he just told the entire network.

Oops.

A half second later, there's more screaming, blurred images, and a sudden thud. And then darkness. But not silence.]

AND STAY OUT, YOU MANGY CAT.

[....Yeah, Meowth's just gotten thrown out on his face. He clambers to his feet and shouts.] YEAH?! Well, you're a establishment's a joke, you lamebrains!

[Annnd that sound is someone getting smacked in the face with a large bag of singles.

And then the feed times out.]

preciouspearl

Um.

[The face on your screen is surprisingly determined, and not shying away from the strangers watching the network. What could be happening?

A few weeks have passed since her encounter with the Monarch. Maya came back safely and all's been well since... but Pearl's been spending those weeks (when she wasn't fussing over her cousin) thinking and making decisions.]

If-- if anyone here causes any trouble for Mystic Maya again, I'd just like to say that...

[Well, it was mostly over how she was going to go about doing this. What if this drew more attention and danger? Oh no, she's not strong enough to retaliate to unwanted danger! What is Maya or Nick get upset at her over acting out? She's too nervous to consult them about it..! 8C

But decisions have been made. She's going to go through with this because she has to! So she's clenching some small fists with determination and blurting out the rest of her sentence:]

If you want to cause trouble for Mystic Maya again, you'll--you'll have to go through me first!

[because ain't no one mess with Mystic Maya, okay?

Someone please stop this wild child.]