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[Here's a communicator signature nobody was probably expecting. Thor revives a little later than most of the crew, possibly due to it being done in a slightly different manner than most-- him being... you know... not from the ship.

But here he is, on the screen, a backdrop of Salvation and stars beyond her framing his confused but relieved face, apparently back from being dead. He's also lacking in his armor, since that presumably went down with his body in the plague city. He'll summon it back eventually, but for now he has more important things on his mind: like whether they succeeded at all. Enjoy the shirtless Thor on the screen, guys.]

Well! How many people made it back from our excursion into the wastelands? And how long have I been away? I apologize for my absence, and my, ah, death. I admit I was not really expecting it.

[Despite trying to take on a couple hundred wraiths with nothing but a hammer. He's Thor, okay, and he's only experience almost-death once, and that as a mortal.]
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[Oh, look. Look who showed up on the ship. And she's just a little perturbed. And curious.]

Oh! I'm back here? And so how long has it been this time? I'm pretty sure I've missed a few things. [she huffs] I had a presentation to make.

[Video]

Aug. 29th, 2015 04:23 pm
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[The camera's pointed away from Tony, showing a vacant lot filled with cracked piping and crumbling timbers, like a construction graveyard. On the edge of the screen, the fieldstone wall leading up to a brightly painted exhaust stack suggests he's somewhere in the industrial district - and those who've had occasion to visit his workshop might recognize the glasswork building across the street from where he'd set up.]

Is it just me, or was there a building here this morning?

[The answer here is 'yes, a thriving warehouse' - or, if not that morning, as recent as anyone's last visit to the area.]
infourbooks: Neville at the head of a line, holding his wand, looking nervous (Hesitant)
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[Filtered from Tenel Ka]

[In a highly shocking turn of events, Neville looks nervous.]

So. Uh. Convergence.

And the festival.

[He has the flower situation well under control. And nothing else.]

What are you supposed to... do, when you take a girl to a party like that? I've got dancing down, but that's about it...
sfoils: ๐‘‘๐‘œ ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ (๐‘จ๐‘ต๐‘ฏ 003)
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[ The speaker looks positively average: brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin. His voice is composed despite the message. ] I am Commander Wedge Antilles of Rogue Squadron. [ He shifts closer into view, wincing in pain. But as quickly as it comes, it goes. He settles his expression back into neutrality. ] I've crash landed here and I'd appreciate help fishing out my snubfighter. Or at least getting my cargo and astromech out of it.

I don't have much in the way of payment, but there's three bottles of my world's best whiskey in there. [ And Kettch, Wedge remembers absentmindedly. ] Oh, and some food rations. [ Wryly. ] Unless you like cardboard, I wouldn't recommend them.

Antilles out. [ And the transmission ends. ]
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[Bruce is taking a rare break in Tony and Pepper's apartment, helping himself to a cup of tea in the kitchen. There are a bunch of notes spread out on the table, so it's not a real break, but it's as close as he gets.]

Before I...disappeared, I offered to lecture on various topics that might be useful to people here, regardless of where or when they come from. I used to teach physics several years ago, but I could also cover things like engineering, first aid, gardening, chemistry and biology, etc. Whatever you'd like to learn about. And obviously I don't know everything, so people would be welcome to do lectures of their own.

[Locked to Pepper and Tony]

Sorry I haven't managed to find a new place yet; it's still on my list of things to do. Maybe before I leave next weekend...Bones and I are going to offer medical assistance to the bandits, so maybe they won't feel the need to raid the hospital.

[Locked to Wes]

I might have a solution for your satellite problem.
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[The video shows Diana's face, though not an uncomfortably close-up view of it. She seems to be comfortable enough using this sort of technology.]

I've been told this device is connected to a network that allows me to communicate to those in a similar situation as myself- that is, others who seem to have found themselves evicted from their home realities for no apparent reason, and brought to this one. It seemed fitting to introduce myself.

My name is Diana, though back home I'm known by a few other titles that I don't imagine are quite as important here, though I'm certainly willing to answer questions if you're curious.

I do hope I can offer some sort of service to this community, if I'm to stay here for some time.
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[Hi network, remember this guy? Well heโ€™s back. Again. Heโ€™s a combination of embarrassed and nervous about the whole situation, but what else is new? He has some lingering bruises from being trapped by rubble, but is otherwise all right.]

Well this is a little bit awkward. Third timeโ€™s a charm, I guess? Though this time wasn't exactly like the others...I havenโ€™t been in a pod. [He pauses for a minute, fiddling with his hands out of habit.]

I donโ€™t know how many of you I know are still here, but I hope I can be of some use to you all, regardless. Particularly if you havenโ€™t gotten the ship up and running yet; I remember that being an issue. And if thereโ€™s any chance I can still help out at the hospital, I wouldnโ€™t mind multitasking.

...Thanks, by the way, to those of you who helped me get out of the ship. I appreciate it.

[Video]

Sep. 1st, 2014 01:32 pm
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I finally see what you all were talking about with the whole waking up on the ship thing.

[Pietro looks tense, but he's dressed, at least. However, the uniform is unfamiliar. He's clearly still inside the ship.]

But can someone tell me why my powers aren't working?!

[His voice climbs a few octaves closer to panic at the end.]
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[The video feed that pops up on Saturday morning features a Kaidan that's shorn of the assholerycool rigidity that's been a facet of his behaviour for the course of the latest round of reality shenanigans. Hand rubbing sheepishly at the nape of his neck, he has a question:]

Ah... so this is probably a weird question to be asking, but does anyone know if there are any spaceflight-capable ships on the planet? Or even ones that could be repaired?

I don't need heavy FTL, but something that can handle in-system would be good.

And, ah, I know about the satellite defence grid. I'm also working on plans to see if there's a way around it if anyone has suggestions.
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[A very defeated looking Neville can be seen on the screen. Some people might notice a scar on his forehead when he moves the right way. It's rather... lightning bolt like.]

Guys, I've tried. I really have. But I'm not any closer to figuring out what's going on here than I was when we first started noticing something was wrong with some people. If it's magic, it's not any kind I've ever learned. If it's not... then I really don't know what it is.

[Magic's the only thing he can think of. There should be something. He's supposed to save everyone, right?]

I know people count on me but... I'm pretty stuck right now.
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[Kaylee's trying very hard to stay calm. Stress is bad for the baby. Which really makes all this lousy timing.

So she's trying to deal with this entire situation by the method she's learned from many of her nearest and dearest.]


You know. My favourite thing about Verdana is all the stuff that happened in Mayfield that doesn't happen here. You could count on people to actually stay the same person from day to day. I promise, I am plenty grateful already, I didn't need the reminder.

[She keeps reminding herself that Luke and everybody else will be back to normal sooner or later. But it's not terribly comforting right now.]

I am too hormonal to deal with this.

[She nearly ends the transmission there, but then she remembers one more thing. Luke was supposed to pick things up on his way home from work. And now she's feeling even worse than before.]

Could... somebody pick me up some ginger and crackers? Please?

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Jun. 29th, 2014 05:44 pm
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[One could be hard pressed to realize just what Padmรฉ was thinking, although the signs are there. One's wedding day was supposed to be one of joy, even given the situation she and Anakin were in, and yet, she has no recollection of anything after their kiss. Waking up, her mind had turned over a variety of thoughts, from who and why and where. Yet, despite everything, her person was not harmed.

It is not the first time when life has tossed an obstacle in her path, and yet, she would have to admit that so far, this experience has been a first over all.]


Greetings.

[Her eyes are kind and hers is a soft voice, yet not weak. No, there is a strength behind it, and her expression, while not trusting, does hold an inquisitive air to it. Articulating herself is something that she has always been good at.]

Greetings to those who may hear this, whether fellow travelers caught in the same situation as myself, for I cannot assume I am the only one, or the inhabitants of this world. My name is Senator Padmรฉ Amidala of Naboo.

[Information was always key, and so she progresses. She needs to understand better the situation she has found herself in.]

I fear neither the ship or the location are familiar to me as I know this is not one of the worlds I have visited. And so, I ask where I might find information about this planet, and perhaps to whom I should be addressing my disappointment as to the course of action that has been taken.
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[Armand waves at the camera, then shrugs.]

I, uh, have seem a few extra children around lately. If you have unexpected children on your hands, I could watch them. Sometimes anyway.

It's Armand, if you remember me. If you don't, I just woke up again about a week or so ago. I'm good with children.

[Another embarrassed shrug, then he switches off.]

private to Todd )

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[The view on the screen is not actually Thor's face, but rather mountainous trees and a canyon a little ways below, lit by the just-rising sun. Thor's voice, however, is loud and clear, if a bit shouty-- obviously, he's hovering, Mjolnir whirling above his head.]

Did anyone else see the meteor shower beyond the city, last night? I have found where it should have touched ground, or where some of it should have touched ground, and I see nothing, no damage... except these.

[The view takes a dive, as Thor swoops lower to hold his communicator over the ravine, flying a slow pass over it to record the cluster of separated pods, many of which appear to be empty.]

Was anyone aware of this collection of pods?
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[Pietro's looking a bit more clean-cut than he has been lately (he's been letting his hair grow out a little these past few months). He also appears confused, bordering on annoyed. The background is clearly a section of Poseidon, from high up. He appears to be on a tall building.]

Quicksilver here. Wherever here is. It's sure as hell not HQ, and I'm definitely not wearing my clothes. [Yes, he is. He made them himself, even.] And this isn't my communicator. What gives? Scarlet Witch? Cap? Anybody copy? [He looks away, grumbling the last part just loudly enough for the mic to pick up.] Fuck, I'd take Clint if he could tell me what the hell's going on.
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[The man on your video screen is wearing a tux. He's not James Bond though.

In fact he's a writer from New York City, who was on his way to get married (for the third time) when he blacked out while driving and woke up in a pod. It was by far the oddest experience he's ever had, and Richard Castle has had many odd experiences. At first he thought he was in some kind of government facility, that the SUV with the black out windows that had been tailing him had put him here where some kind of weird experiments happened. Waking up in a pod in your boxers is enough to throw anyone. He'd put on the clothes he'd been wearing, found in the footlocker next to the pod and managed to locate the rest of his stuff. His cell phone was deader than dead, of course, so he couldn't call Kate. It seemed, other than the creepy pods filled with what looked to be people, nobody was around keeping him in one place. He wasn't a prisoner, so he decided to explore.

Stepping out of the hatch, he observed a completely different world. It was not New York. It was possibly not even Earth.]


Uh. I take it this isn't the Hamptons?

[What the hell has he gotten himself into now?]
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Some measure of calm restored. Time to discuss matter of recent excursion.

[He does have priorities, after all. THere had been a lot of injuries to treat and the residents of Poseidon had generally been preoccupied. None of it is over, but it's at least a bit quieter right now.

Quiet enough to bring the topic up.]


Many from ship and otherwise possess unusual technology. Precautions should be taken in case of disappearance. Don't want more mystery devices falling into unwitting hands.
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I'm looking for someone named Alenko, and someone named Stark.

My name's Chloe, and if you have any information on where I can find either of these two p-people--

[Chloe falters a moment, going pale, then continues.]

If you know where I can find them, please let me know.

Thanks.

[Video]

Mar. 5th, 2014 01:23 am
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[The camera opens to Sharon awkwardly looking into it, clearly not 100% certain it's on for the first second. The alien tech is taking some getting used to, but after a moment the confusion seems to clear up and she nods, clears her throat, and smiles.]

Right, now that this thing is working.

First, introductions for people I haven't met yet. My name is Lieutenant Sharon Agathon, and I crashlanded here a few weeks ago. I've been trying to repair my ship, and I'd like to request some help with it.

Basically, it's too far out for me to get to quickly, and after my first encounter with one of those bone...things...I'd rather not risk staying out there to fix it overnight. Which, of course, makes it really hard to get much done.

If anyone would be willing to help me haul it nearer to Poseidon, I'd be in your debt.

Thank you for your time.

[And then she cuts the feed.]

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