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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.

tiptoeing

[Hi network, remember this guy? Well he’s back. Again. He’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 time’s a charm, I guess? Though this time wasn't exactly like the others...I haven’t been in a pod. [He pauses for a minute, fiddling with his hands out of habit.]

I don’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 haven’t gotten the ship up and running yet; I remember that being an issue. And if there’s any chance I can still help out at the hospital, I wouldn’t mind multitasking.

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

iwanttosettheworldonfire

[The camera is pointed lazily and a bit off-center at Indrani, pinned to her favorite chair by the much too large and ugly dog who has never believed he doesn't fit in laps.]

So running a thought by everyone. Shouldn't we write ourselves up a guide for newcomers? More efficient than everybody just jumping in with their version of important advice. We could print them up and leave them on the ship, plus a few back here for people who run. Which dinosaurs will kill you, where stuff is, where not to go if you don't feel like being shot at. My friend Moira and I made up a whole book like that at home, and it was just the two of us. Seems like this should be easy.

bruiserprincess

[Molly's been keeping to herself/her little circle of mutants as much as possible for the past week. She really didn't enjoy having to talk to that person from the sheriff's office. Not that the person had likely enjoyed the experience any more than she had.

But at least it seemed like it was over.]

Can we all just stop talking about it now?

professorwolf

[The face that shows up on the communicators this morning, bright and early, is a familiar one that's been absent for the past week and a half. He's broadcasting from his living room, rather than out and about, and he looks a bit uncomfortable and embarrassed, but also oddly relieved. It is nice to be one's self again.]

Ah. Well. I appear to be my proper age and temperament again. Many apologies to everyone who had to deal with me at that age.

[He was not as polite as he'd be, now, that's for sure! What a nosy little boy he'd been... sheesh.]

Is everyone else who... changed, back to normal, as well?

[Because he definitely remembers Pepper being a bit odd in the same way he was, and Wes, and he's sure there'd been something wrong with Pietro on that network post he read through during the small hours of the morning-- after he'd woken up to the severely uncomfortable sensation of sleeping in child-sized clothing. At night, of all things.]

infourbooks

[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.

captainpapabear

[A man in a blue uniform coat with a ridiculously high stiff collar appears. His expression is grim under an abundant mess of brown hair peeking from under the large front-brimmed hat he has jammed onto his head.]

This is Captain Bulge of Sirius Platoon. If anyone in the SDF can hear me, please respond. I don't know yet where I am, and I need to know what happened. Did the Alfort forces retreat? Is Destiny safe?

This is very important. I have no idea where I am, except that it's not one of our trains. I may be in an enemy ship. If-if that's the case, then if anyone in the SDF gets this transmission, leave me. It isn't worth a rescue. I know what to do if the situation is that hopeless.

[A pause, because it isn't usually in the course of his duty he has to offer to commit suicide if necessary. He looks around again, and the background shows he is still on Salvation, although its obvious not something he recognizes. After another grimace and frown, he turns back to the device.]

I have reason to believe that I may be somewhere else entirely. It's far too quiet here to be still in battle.

I've been prepared to give my life to the Railways for years, but I don't want to waste it. Yu-Manabu, one of your damned insubordinate rescue attempts would be welcome about now, so long as I'm not on an Alfort ship. The rest of you, David especially, you'd better take care of Big One. I'm counting on you, too. Save Destiny and the Railways and get your butts home.

Somebody please respond. Come in, SDF headquarters.

wrench_and_ruffles

[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?

diplomaticsolutions

[One could be hard pressed to realize just what Padmé 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 Padmé 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.

loveshishammer

[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?

writeswrongs

[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?]

last_ofthe_jedi

((It's locked *from* Mal but that doesn't affect any of your characters because Mal is mine so this network post is basically open.))

[The stream opens up to Luke's broadly grinning face.]

Hey, it's about time I get to make this announcement. Kaylee and I wanted to confirm it and get the word out to those closest to us first before we went public.

Kerra, I hope you've got your own paintbrush, and anyone else who thinks painting a nursery sounds like fun can join us. Kaylee and I are expecting a baby!

She's almost four weeks along so the baby's barely bigger than a speck right now but it's definitely there and it's growing quickly. So far everything's going well and we can't wait for Skywalker number three.

[Luke already sounds like the kind of Proud Daddy(tm) who simply can't wait to send everyone an obnoxious number of pictures of his kid and take every opportunity to tell terrible "dad jokes". Needless to say, he's excited beyond reason and it looks like his face will break if he grins any harder.]

kettchmeifyoucan

[After another extensive but early night of skulking around bars, Wes has heard enough to bring it up to the rest of the ship people. And he doesn't look terribly happy with what he's heard.]

So, who else has been listening to the talk about these arrests? A lot of the local chatter... doesn't sound very good. If these arrests aren't on the up and up, the situations only going to get a lot worse.

[If they are arresting people for being against outside involvement it's likely to have the exact opposite effect of what they're going for.]

anuglyman

[The ship corridor Rumple is transmitting from-- using Belle's communicator, for those who can tell such things-- is a little bit dimmer than it should be, and there's a few flashes off to one side. And a bit of a hissing, fizzing sort of sound... like ruined electronics might make.

Rumple ignores it all. He looks upset, angry, but not to the extent that he hasn't calmed down a little since his initial rage. The network has officially missed the worst of his temper tantrum.]

This ship is stealing people.

[All right, not quite all of the temper tantrum. He bashes at something off-screen with his cane.]

Belle is gone. She was here one minute, and gone the next. And it is this damn ship that took her!

[Good luck convincing him otherwise.]

infourbooks

[Neville hasn't always lived alone above the shop. So he figures he might as well open up his home to those who need it.]

If anyone needs a place to stay, I have extra space in the flat above my shop. I have some protective charms up, so it should be fairly safe.

[Which reminds him...]

If anyone else wants me to put the same ones up for them, I can do that too.

girlworthfighting

[Mulan meant for this to be voice but she hit the wrong button by accident, and now is too tired to either notice or care what setting she's on. Possibly both.

She's sitting on the end of her bed, long hair lank and messy, face wan and exhausted. Her voice is weary when she speaks.]

I am grow tired of seemingly always making these calls for the same reason.

[She pauses, sighing and catching her breath.]

But here we stand once again in the aftermath of a calamity. At least I hope it is the aftermath. After these last few days, it's hard to imagine it could be getting any worse.

I want to check on my allies. Some of you I know were injured, or put into harm's way. Others I have not heard from at all. Please. Talk to me.

bruiserprincess

[Molly was a superhero. A tiny one, but a superhero. And she had certain responsibilities. No matter how scary it got out there. It would be okay, as long as she was helping people. She could make it okay.]

If anyone wants a bodyguard so they can go out, I can protect you. I don't look suspicious, but I'm super strong. I can help.

kettchmeifyoucan

[Wes was expecting just another routine patrol. Okay, it was probably going to go poorly because that's been a problem of late. But poorly in a standard way.

And the patrol had been fine. It was getting back into Poseidon when the trouble started. So now he's in his alternate accomodations in the Old City outpost. And a bit annoyed.]

Okay, what the kriff is going on?

two_percent_dopamine

[He'd gone blank before, shut down in China, in Dean's office. He was too used to being shut down, waking up some place other than he last remembered.

[But this was...new. And unpleasant, even among a series of experiences that Alex would describe as less-than-pleasant. Because it wasn't his docking cradle he'd woken up in. At first he'd thought he'd been kidnapped, but there were no guards, and his weapons were just where he'd stowed them, fully charged. ]

This is Detective Ale--. Just Alex.

[The voice is slightly modulated, almost , but not quite, inhuman.]

I’m looking for a man. A Dr Dennett Norton. Five foot nine, Caucasian, mid-forties. No criminal history.

[You spend enough time on the force, and people seem to settle into categories like that.]

I can provide a list of known associates.

[A short list: did Norton have a family? Anything outside his work? He should probably know, after all this time.]

He’s….. I need him.

[He doesn’t want to say for what, at least just yet.]

((ooc: open to network or action for anyone on/near the ship))

colonialcopy

[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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