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[Darwin looks uncharacteristically somber.]

I do hate to be the one to announce this, but not as much as I hate that it needs to be announced at all.

Wing is no longer among us. He's back on the ship, shut down or... unresponsive. Like we are when we're in the pods. I know he had many friends here, and was awake before many of us were. He will be missed. I...

I will miss him.
girlworthfighting: (think i have no faults)
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[Upon awaking Mulan took her time warily exploring the ship, after having retrieved her armor and weapons of course. Finding no one to speak to, eventually she turned to the unfamiliar device she located among her belongings.

The video focuses mostly on her face, revealing a young determined looking women wearing red and black armor with a coin pattern. Her dark hair is unbound and hangs carelessly around her face, straight and loose.
]

It's my understanding that wherever they are on the other end of this...object, someone can hear me. Whoever you are, I want you to show yourselves. [Tersely, teeth briefly bared.] This is not a request.

I do not know if I came to this strange place by chance encounter or deliberate action. But this is not my land, nor is it any land I am familiar with from my distant travels. And I have no memory of my arrival here, either. The only explanation I'm left with is abduction.

Whoever you are, whatever it is you may want me for, speak. The longer you make me wait, the less the likelihood you'll have of anything like my willing cooperation.

[Posturing? She is, a bit. Normally her course of action upon arriving in unfamiliar territory would be to keep her head down. But given the circumstances, she thinks it's important that she put on a strong front, let anyone out there who might be looking know she means business. That she's no easy pickings.

And that the abrupt manner of her being brought here has made her more than a little angry.
]

Or if my unknown captors are too cowardly to explain themselves, then it is my hope that these words will reach someone who can enlighten me.
kazeninaru: (save the day)
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[This time the video coming from Haruka's phone has her own face in it. She looks a little more put-together, and purposeful.]

So. There was some kind of explosion-fire-something last night. I am going to investigate. Anyone want to come with me? Dragon-guy, Darwin, I am looking at you especially, but anybody else who wants to, please come along. We might need the help!

Anyway. I want to leave later today. Tomorrow at latest. The less time I stay around this city now that I am well, the better.

[Today? She is staying away from all people, as much as possible. Yup.]
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[The following is sent Monday morning to anyone who was present in the Old City on Thursday of Week 19 (November 19th OOCly, for player reference).]

If you're still breathing, check in.
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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.
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[Open]

Unfortunately, I'm unable to assist at the hospital or with any projects on the ship until further notice. I'd like to discourage anyone from visiting my house, as well. I've been showing symptoms of the disease spread by the bandits. But I'm not staying at the hospital, as they need the room for those in worse condition.

In less horrible news, we've successfully predicted the opening of a pod. But our prediction rate is not 100% accurate. Two pods opened simultaneously, and we were only able to predict one.


[Locked to the Avengers, including Wasp]

I hope you're all well, at least. If you are, Dr. McCoy insists that someone checks up on me, or directs him to my house if they can't. [He's not super-happy about this part. Or any of it, really.]

((ooc: forward-dated because I wanted to post and I tag like molasses anyway))
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[Waking up from a pod was new. One minute she thought she was flying after the mysterious Yellowjacket and the next she felt like she had been sleeping for a hundred years and coming out of some stasis in a pad. On a ship. On an alien ship. What… did she miss!?]

[Her things were all here at least. Dressed again she pulled her Avengers card out she ran her thumb over it and spoke.]


Um, guys? Am I missing something here? Hello? Tony? Cap? Heck, I’d be happy to hear from Hulk right now, just someone reply.

[She walked slowly through the ship, holding the card close and looking for an exit] It doesn't look like a Kree ship. Doesn't look like anything I've seen before. [and more to herself then anything she whispered:] Oh man, did I get kidnapped again?

[Suddenly she shrank to a smaller size, her wings buzzing behind her and letting her fly, taking off through the halls and searching around, thus the image of the world around her seemed bigger as the card shrinks with her, and she's moving faster. The image not focused on her... As she found the exit she zoomed out, coming to a sudden stop, eyes wide at the world around her]

Oh… I don’t think I’m on Earth anymore…
steamosaurus: (Default)
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[The video comes on to what appears to be a large, reptilian nose.]

Hello, I know I've spoken to some of you, and - erm, hang on.

[The picture rattles about for a minute, showing bits of something large and covered in feathers, before Darwin finds an appropriate place to set the darn contraption where her whole face is visible on camera.]

As I was saying, I've even met a few people out there. Now I know my appearance may be alarming, considering my - ah - distant cousins in residence nearby. I assure you, I'm quite civilized. Educated, even. Back home I'm an engineer and airship pilot.

Now I've been camping out for a bit, but frankly I'm getting sick of it. Besides, I should really be in town. I'm sure you could all use some help getting your buildings together, couldn't you? Or taking crops in? I'm not so dignified that I won't stoop to manual labor to help out fellow sentient beings.

[There's definitely good humor in her expression, though it's hard to tell by her tone that she's joking]

So, put me to work! Anywhere I'd be useful and won't get shot at would be lovely. And a proper, cooked meal wouldn't go unappreciated.
tiptoeing: (yes I did my homework)
[personal profile] tiptoeing


Not long after I woke up here, a request was made for someone to study the pods and how they function, in order to determine whether or not it was possible to open them without harming the person inside. I have made significant progress on this project, with assistance from several others. This is an update on that progress. I've decided to share our findings with everyone, because they are relevant to all of us.

Pod Project Results )

[Locked to Jane, Pepper, Tony, Natasha, and Steve]

[Oh he's so glad he can use text here.] This is only somewhat related, but I thought you should all know that Natasha and I found Agent Coulson's pod. He's not awake yet, but he might be eventually. It's possible that the pod is in the process of reviving him. Of course, it's also possible he could be from a previous point in time. I'm not sure if there's a way to know for certain until the pod opens.

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