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[ Sigyn's frantic as she gets onto the network, and she looks harried and worried, inside the ship. She speaks quickly and with strain in her voice. ]

Loki Odinson is within Verdana. Do not harm him! He is not the Loki we know. He is an Other that has no connection to our Loki in deeds.

[ She puts her hands together in prayer with the phone between her hands. ] Prince Thor, wherever you may be upon the sea, Princess Sigyn requests to speak with you at once!



[ ooc: takes place after her scuffle with Loki aboard the ship. ]
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[After a day of wandering around the island market and learning a bit about this place, Thor has finally borrowed Kaidan's communicator, since he's not about to try making a call from inside a ship that sails under the water! So here he is, looking somewhere between confident, amiable, and concerned. Maybe concerned is a bit more to the forefront than he would like.]

Greetings! This is Thor Odinson of Asgard, and I was told there are people who know me who can hear this message. Stark? Doctor Banner? Can you hear me? I will keep this device on hand, please feel free to reply to my message later, if you cannot hear it yet.

[And that's that. He fiddles with buttons for a moment, carefully so as not to damage the delicate little thing, and then the feed shuts itself off.]
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[After finding her clothes and things, Christine is tiptoeing through the ship, expecting an enemy around every corner. But when she comes to the hatch that leads out, she feels a rush of relief. Slipping outside, she takes in her surroundings, and then tries the communicator in her hand -- one that looks so much like one from the Enterprise that she assumes she can reach her ship.]

Chapel to Enterprise. I'm at an unknown location. I was captured and placed in some sort of stasis pod. Requesting you beam me up immediately.

[She waits, and nothing happens. Nor is there any response from the transporter team. Uh oh.]

Enterprise, come in?

[More silence. Sighing, she begins to move away from the crashed ship, wondering if there's something about it that's blocking her signal. She looks curiously at the domed city in the distance, and the landscape surrounding her. Then she speaks to herself.]

Where am I?
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So I made it past the Authorities. It was pretty fun stirring up a storm around them. They act like they've never seen high winds or something! Anyway, I'm past them now and checking the place out. Everything sort of looks like the same though, so I'm not sure what building does what.

[The camera turns on to show off the uniform buildings. The camera moves and bounces lightly as if someone is walking. It's pretty leisure at first before it picks up as Jack rides the wind towards the Silver Bay. There we see some water facilities. Man, this place was pretty hi-tech compared to the outside. There really isn't anyone outside either, so they're all probably in the the buildings at the moment.

The camera turns off for a few minutes as Jack approaches the dome itself.]


I think there are homes inside the dome They're in some kind of tower, I think? Guess that's where people go when the work is done. Pretty neat, I guess. Makes you wonder what scares them about us though, since they obviously aren't in a hurry to leave the dome. Oh, hey, there's some kind of flying craft!

[Again, the camera turns on to show a hovercraft landing north of the Silver River, on the west side of the dome. It doesn't show a very clear picture, since it's fairly far away and Jack knows he'd end up shaking the camera too much if he kept flying around. He just wanted to show people in the Outer Divide a bit of what he's discovering now, he'll talk more about it later as he flies around. It's easier to do that when not texting.

To those who can see Jack, you'll see his hand touching the dome a bit. It jerks back with a grunt, that was an odd sensation. So he uses his staff this time and his signature fern-like frost bursts from where the staff touched it. It only spreads for about a foot in every direction before beginning to melt. Obviously, to those who never saw Jack, all they see is the frost blooming.]


It's kind of warm. Kind of like being near a lightning storm. I'm going to check this place out some more, let me know if you want me to go to a specific area, I'm sure I can get in!

[Well, except inside the dome. He saw no way in there, but he could certainly check out the other stuff! This was honestly very exciting for him.]

Video

Feb. 5th, 2013 10:30 pm
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[Before the image comes on, a few words can be heard]

Oh, the commlinks here have visual, that's a step up.

[And then the video kicks in showing a man wearing an extremely garish orange flightsuit, made even more offensive to the eye by the addition of an extremely colourful cloak over top. The colours seem to be shifting.]

Okay, so woke up here naked. That's a new one. I'm going to take a wild guess and say this is another case of interdimensional strangeness.

[Or downloading completely wrong?]

How am I doing so far? I could use a sitrep.

[Video]

Feb. 3rd, 2013 01:37 pm
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[It's a slightly harried looking Wing who appears on the communicator. He doesn't look injured, just...stressed out, his gold optics dim and tarnished-looking.]

H-has anyone else seen Dr. Liara T'Soni?  I mean recently?  I swore I saw her. But...[He looks around, almost on edge, and the camera moves to show that Wing's in a dead-end corridor. He's chased what he thought was her--and was definitely something--down here.] But, well, you can see. 

If she's here, she

[....and then he goes blank for six or seven long seconds, almost like he's been shut off, but then he starts speaking, continuing the sentence as if nothing had happened.]

needs our help.
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[The video switches on, most of the screen blocked by the concerned, pale face of Jarael, the rest revealing the crashed ship behind her.]

Perero? Can you hear me, where are you?

[She sighs.]

Look, I don't know if this is an open frequency, but if it is, is anyone out there? Or has anyone seen a man you might know of as 'Camper'?

[She glances off into the distance, though still speaking to any recipients of the message.]

I'm not sure where to look, I can see a town and a shielded city. Any directions would be... appreciated.
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[The video is turned on but, should you be someone who does not believe in Jack Frost, the video shows nothing except the scenery. The camera doesn't really seem to move. Unless, of course, one knows and believes in the entity holding the camera!

However, should you be a believer in Jack Frost, you will see a boy about eighteen with a very pale face, bright blue eyes, and white hair. He's crouched somewhere, staring intently into the phone with such a desperately hopeful look on his face. After about a minute of nothing (or staring), text finally appears.]


Can anyone see me? I've been here for a few hours now, please tell me someone can see!

[There's another pause.]

Fine. Can anyone at least answer this? I'm looking for a couple people and they're pretty hard to miss. There's North, though you guys would may know his as ol' St. Nick, aka Santa. There's Tooth, definitely can't miss her. She's got feathers all over with fairy wings, aka the Tooth Fairy. Sandman is a little guy, but he generally floats around on a sand cloud and then there's the Easter Bunny. Over six feet tall, carries some boomerangs and egg bombs, complete with an Australian accent. If you've seen them or if any of you guys are reading this, let me know!




Please. Tell me if you see me. I gotta know.
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Looking for a few people equipped for surviving in low-oxygen environments to help with engine excavation. Must be capable of heavy lifting. Reply here if interested.

[The following is locked to the Avengers, the Normandy folks, and Tosh]
We need to set up a meet re: possibilities for handling our neighbors.
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[Armand found his clothes and the communicator and his way as far as the base of the ramp exiting the ship. The utter unfamiliarity of the landscape hit him hard, and he didn't make it much further yet. So he fiddles with the device until his fingers find the combination he wants, though he has no idea why he knows it.

The tip of his nose is already red from the cold. He speaks with a noticeable French accent, and his voice is pleasant and cheerful, at least for the moment.]

I'm game if someone wants to tell me the trick. This is hardly England, nor France either. And it wasn't this cold last I knew.

[A pause, as he looks around yet again. He's not wearing a jacket over his shirt and waistcoat. Apparently he didn't have one with him when he was spirited from there to here.]

I'd go back inside, but it doesn't seem hospitable in there. I can see a city, but it looks a fair way off to walk. Is that where I should go?

Has anyone seen or heard of Sir Percy Blakeney or Marguerite St.--I mean Lady Blakeney? If you have, could you tell them I've been found though I don't know how I was lost this time? It's not my fault, anyway. I'm Armand. St. Just, that is. Margot's my sister.

The short of it is that I'm cold, and if I should just go back inside for a bit, I will, but I'm hoping to hear of a better alternative.

[video]

Dec. 8th, 2012 08:02 am
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[Wing looks...a little frantic. He's been trying to raise Drift on his comm as soon as he got back into range and...nothing.]

Please. Has anyone seen Drift? Has something happened?

I should never have left him
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[When the video snaps on, there's a face that might be familiar to some, and once she speaks that voice is fairly unmistakable to anyone who knows Shepard.]

I meant to do this after I first learned about my... predecessor, but with everything that's been going on, my priorities got realigned.

My name is Commander Jane Shepard, Alliance Navy. I know there was a woman here before claiming the same, and as far as I can tell, it's true in both cases, though I'm told we don't look much alike.

I don't expect anyone who trusted the other Shepard to immediately trust me, nor do I want that. I'll do everything I can to help here, but don't expect me to be like her. The way I've heard it, we differ in more than just appearance.

[She shifts, giving the camera a brief smile]

All the same, I hope you're willing to give me the time of day.
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[Audio clicks on, there's a sharp intake in breath, before Ruby talks]

Uh, hello? Can... Can anybody hear me? I don't really know if this thing is even on right. Just kind of hit random numbers and hoped for the best.

David? Belle? I'd ask for Granny but I'm still teaching her how to use her crappy nokia flip, I don't think she'll get the handle of an open broadcast network ever.

Is this another Realm? Oh who was that guy...

[there's a snap of fingers that's faint, before her voice is loud again]


Jefferson! I don't think I got here by magic, but if I did, maybe he's around! Hey! Anyone know a weird guy with a top hat?

...If anyone is even listening to this, which they're probably not. Guess I better start walking.
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This is Pepper Potts.

I'm going to keep details thin in an open broadcast like this, but I've gotten information from a contact that suggests a potential location for the start of this current disease outbreak.

It will require travel over water, so air transport or the ability to transport yourself or others will be required to accomplish this in a timely fashion. There's also a risk of active disease agents still being present, so some sort of containment gear might be good.

My talents are very much not medical research ones, so don't ask me for details, but this might, I hope, help people who do have those talents figure out just what's going on here.

[video]

Nov. 1st, 2012 10:22 am
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[Have a worried Wing.]

I am, apparently, immune to this disease that is attacking so many of you. [Mixed blessing?]

I'd like to offer my services to move supplies from group to group. Is there--have we discovered a way to decontaminate things? I'd hate to carry the disease, though I'd like to be able to go to the ship.

Also, can--has anyone thought of a memorial service for those we have lost? I think it might help us grieve and honor our dead. [He looks near tears at this--yes, a robot--because of Chime.]

And has anyone seen Drift?
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I know Alenko has a few friends on here. You might want to stop by the hospital and check on him.

Or, you know, strap him to the bed in case the whole going crazy and then passing out thing's going to be a recurring act. Because that's not fun for anyone.
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[It's shortly after Nem's message goes out that a new face appears on the network. Bones had awoken from his pod a couple hours previously, but had spent the time finding his pants and prowling around with a suspicious glower, trying to get his bearings and trying to place just what the hell sort of alien storage facility he's found himself shunted to.]

I don't know where the hell I am, or who the hell you people are, but if you need shelter or you need medical help, then I'm inside some sort of stasis facility and the walls here look good and thick.

The name's McCoy. Dr. Leonard McCoy.
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[the video feed flickers on, showing a young woman with a frustrated expression sitting in front of a smoldering heap of scrap metal. Maybe it used to be an X-Wing. It's hard to tell, really. In her hands is something that looks like a high-tech blow torch, which she uses to weld two pieces of metal together. Once Jaina sees that the connection is stable, she sets it down to look at the recorder ]

Judging from the fact that there's an active network of...some kind here, I'm guessing whoever I'm talking to is able to patch me through to someone who is able to get me parts for a standard X-Wing fighter. Networking.

[ she rolls her shoulders and eyes simultaneously ]

As you can see, I'm having a little trouble getting off the ground. The sooner someone gets me flying the better- don't worry about repairs. I can handle most of them myself. I just need parts.

Now, payment. Since that is typically the first concern for parts dealers in remote sectors like this. Creds are in the other flight suit, but as soon as I get back to base I can guarantee you'll be compensated. I have access to Republic funds. I'm transferring my coordinates for delivery.

Following me so far, mortals? Good. See to it that the Great One is pleased.

[ with a sigh, she turns and goes to start up the blow-torch again ]
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[Spock has been fiddling with his equipment for a while, going over his tricorder readings and such. On a whim, he decides to try his communicator, even though it is totally illogical. After all, no one would be there to answer, if his theories are correct.]

This is Spock calling Enterprise. Come in, Enterprise.

[His brow furrows slightly as he looks at it. He could have sworn that at various points he had heard noises, possibly speech coming from it, but that was impossible, after all.]

Spock calling Enterprise. Lt. Uhura, Captain Kirk, do you read me?

[He sighs then puts it aside, but leaves it open. Why he does it, he does not know. Perhaps it is the hopes of a familiar voice coming from it. Or any voice, really. But why should it?]

[Video]

Aug. 29th, 2012 06:42 pm
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[The video fizzles on to a pair of bright blue, glowing eyes framed in white. Sure does look like a giant robot. A very confused giant robot.]

Rodimus? Rodimus. Please come in. This isn't funny anymore. I mean it was funny at first in a sort of ironic way, but now it's... not? Anymore?

Anybody...?

Maybe this is a dream? But then usually Ultra Magnus is talking backwards and Wing shows up to tell me that I forgot my front plating and I have a test to take...

Uh. Is anyone here?

Helloooooooooo?

[Maybe he's finally somehow found the Knights of Cybertron?! ... No. His luck is rarely that good.]

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