07 April 2012 @ 06:37 pm
Well, well well.. What is this?

[John turns the device in his hand over with an arched brow.]

This is a bit...gaudy even for me. And the jewelry? Not really my sort of thing, but I'll humor you.

So...[He sort of chuckles.] This isn't the brothel I was aiming for sooo... Where is this exactly?
 
 
06 April 2012 @ 08:17 am
[There's a somewhat short blond man standing in Fryer's welcome hall, with a guitar on his back, and he's looking rather fretful.]

Alright, so we're supposed to be here to help; that's fine, I'd like to help if I can. But, what I want to know is what's it mean about the world we came from?

I mean...it's safe, yeah? All our friends and family... And we'll get to go back when we're done helping here...right? [Optimistic, but definitely not a hundred percent sold.]
 
 
02 April 2012 @ 04:40 pm
[ A simple post today, with Tokage just sounding kind of exasperated. ]

Now that we've learned not to mess with the gods here, let's all try not to do that again, hm?

You might not think so, but they could do a lot worse than they've already done.

[ At least if there's anything to prove that the gods here are...well, gods, this has been it. ]
 
 
02 April 2012 @ 12:11 pm
[Freyr has his face so close to the bracelet that all that can be seen are big blue eyes tearing up and dark brown hair.]

Has Freyr been demoted! Is he being punished!?

[He seems really concerned about this.]

This is too much! Loki Freyr understands, Heimdall being punished Freyr also understands, but Freyr has done nothing to have his godhood taken away!

[Damn you Odin why were you such a dick!? Wasn't making him play a villain bad enough?]

And what is this nonsense this maid was talking about. Where is this house of Freyr? Freyr was living in Midgard he doesn't want to go home! Freyr has yet to win Mayura as his bride!

[He pauses a bit, it seems he's calming down a little and lowers his arm so more of him can now be seen.]

Though... Freyr doesn't remember Asgard looking like this.... Freyr hasn't even seen Odin yet either and that seems odd.....

What's going on? Freyr is feeling a little lost.
 
 
02 April 2012 @ 11:39 am
[ Truth be told, Regina's been a little out-of-sorts for a few days now. She was worried about the stabbings, but put it out of her head and got on with things quite easily. But after witnessing someone...pass away right in front of her, she had decided to mainly stay in Freya Hall. So, when the fog rolled in, she wasn't as upset as she normally would be with being barred from going outside.

Today, anyone who passes through the Welcome Hall will see a couple of unusual things.

One, the entrance will be full of paper dolls hanging from the ceilings. Regina was disappointed she couldn't find a slightly brighter colour paper like electric green or shocking magenta, but this would have to do.

Two, the girl herself is hard at work in the kitchen, which has turned into a dreadful mess and smells equally bad. ]


Hmm, what did Moe say? Stew needs salt! Just a pinch...but better take that with a grain of - oopsie! [ There goes the whole bottle. ]

[ For those lucky enough not to be in Freya, later, Regina has discovered a new way to inadvertently annoy people. ]

[ TEXT ]

hello asgard its so nice to talk to you!! look what i found out look look look! ITS SPARKLY!!!!

can ya see it yet???

HUH? CAN YA?
 
 
28 March 2012 @ 05:38 am
the set-up. )

[When she turns on the video function on her bracelet, it's zoomed in tightly on the boy's face she now possesses. Her (his?) voice is highish and hoarse around the edges, in keeping with the physical age of his body, and she sounds vaguely frantic.]

Um. Are. Are there any guys in Heimdall who are about five feet tall, maybe - 90 or so pounds? - who have some spare clothes they could bring to my room? Something really, really strange is going on.
 
 
25 March 2012 @ 06:31 pm
[The location of this feed is instantly recognisable. You'd think Asgard had seen enough of the hospital for one week ... but no, here we go, another hospital post this time courtesy of one tiny detective, still stuck in bed albeit looking decidedly better than he has been.]

Ne ... you know if you talk to the new arrivals that the gods haven't changed the letter they give us any! It still is all about restoring colour, nothing about Ragnarok, or cupcakes or possibly being attacked by faeries or friends. And Wendy-san said maybe we should have a welcome wagon. And since my books got confiscated and I'm stuck in bed still, I thought I'd get that started! It's not an actual wagon of course. That would be weird. It's a guide to Asgard kind of like the document Sam-san compiled about the gods!

I want to make sure I don't miss anything so let me know if there's anything you want to be certain is in it! I'm going to compile it all here As you can see, it's just an outline right now ... so let me know if you want to write about a certain part or you have an idea for something I should add!

Um ... I think that's all ... oh, if the nurses ask, I'm being really good and resting, okay? Okay.
 
 
21 March 2012 @ 04:30 pm
[Since Ten has the pleasure of being in the Heimdall house, he also has the joy of being able to have fun in a ball pool. And that's where his next video feed comes from, the Time Lord submerged up to the shoulders as he talks. The Doctor almost manages to make it look completely normal to be there. Feel free to harass him if you're in the same house.]

So this isn't bad for a prison. I mean prison is almost a harsh word, but at the end of the day that's what it is. Not many would give you your own room with a bathroom divider and ways to survive. Unless it's the Big Brother house all over again. Never again. Reality shows are the pits, glad that one got nipped in the bud before it started. Well, it's already started but nowhere near what it could have been. Most prisons just put you in a cell and throw away the key, or even a box. I was put in a box once. That wasn't fun when it rained. As far as prisons go, I've seen worse. And if anyone wants to argue semantics over that let me warn you that I'm known for being able to talk and not stop.

Anyway there was a point to this I suppose. Somewhere. Oh that was it. What's the longest time span anyone here has actually been here?

[Private to Eleven and Nine]

These stabbings. What's going on with those?
 
 
still don't get why the people in charge don't just hire a team of landscapers and a bunch of people to paint everything

that'd be a lot easier, right?


[Replies will be in auto-format for what people respond with.]
 
 
09 March 2012 @ 02:10 pm
You know how everyone says to find something to do in times like this, just so you don't go crazy?

So, I've been cooking more. I was looking around a bit lately, and some of the food here isn't...really what I'm used to working with.

[ Thinks a bit on how to ask this. ]

Does anyone here have some good recipes? I'd like to try some new things.

[ Gosh, how...normal of you, Tokage. ]
 
 
05 March 2012 @ 10:32 am
[In all honesty, he's rather glad that there wasn't some sort of auto transmit option to show his arrival, since it had been anything but nice and orderly. He'd been yelling, frantic, and more than a bit rude to the maid who'd been trying to explain everything to him, but once he got used to everything?

Well, there's a very calm if not slightly cross looking man coming across the network right now.]


Bit rude, don't you think? Pluckin' a fellow right out'f something important in order t'do a bit of coloring?

Guess there's no helpin' it. Do have two questions, though.

One; when you're plucked out'f space and time, what happens to what you were doing?

And two; anyone ever heard th'name Rose Tyler?
 
 
04 March 2012 @ 06:19 pm
[ It's Irene's first day in Asgard and so far she has:

1. Harassed Sherlock, John, and Other John.

2. Discovered that there is another John, another Sherlock, another Irene, and so on.

3. Essentially been given one week to live.

And seeing as dear Jim has gone for a more dramatic introduction, she's decided to take a bit of a different route when it comes to public relations. ]


I'm new, bored, and not the least bit hungry.

Who wants to have dinner with me?

 
 
04 March 2012 @ 05:41 pm
Damn it.

You're making this a real pain to deal with. I want to refuse this job, but you've really given me no choice on the matter. Fine. I'll accept your proposal, but you'd better let me do things my way.

Got it?

[Pause.]

'The fate of all the residence rests in your hands'. Why on earth would you assign some random guy with this task? Couldn't you come up with something better? Maybe you could have found some alternative way of solving things. Have you checked everything thoroughly? Are you absolutely positive that sending pieces to your world would be the only way of getting things accomplished? If you haven't done that much, then you're being too one sided.

This reasoning is too shallow...and you call yourselves Gods. You're forgetting the heart. Don't forget it. Remember it if you want to to be the next Wright. 

Paint this world with as many rainbows as you damn well please, but I will not allow you to involve innocent people anymore. People have their own truths and they shouldn't be exposed. You Gods don't have the right to expose that truth. Remember it.


[He's extremely dissatisfied with this turn of events, but there's something more important lingering on his mind right now.]


...

I have a date with Diana when I get back. If I take too long with this task she might scratch at the furniture and curtains. When you own a cat for so long you learn to pick up on their habits.

My name is Willard H. Wright of the Odin House.

Tell me everything you know about this world.
 
 
26 February 2012 @ 10:22 am
[It's been a common thread in many of her conversations with friends - slow down, relax, have fun - and she's been thinking about it more since losing Jr., who was always so eager to cheer her up and keep her enjoying herself. But she gets most of her enjoyment from working and doing things for others, so she's at a bit of a loss. Shopping with Yukari was a bit stressful, so she doesn't think that will ever be a hobby of hers. But maybe she can find out some more from the network.

She still won't waste time, and certainly won't get involved in the gods' games. But it's worth trying out a new hobby, isn't it? She does have some downtime...]


Hi, everyone. I keep being told I need to find ways to relax and have fun between my work and my training, but my favourite hobby is my work and has been for awhile, so I'm looking for new ones. Favourite books, movies or video games - easy ones, please, I've only played one before - or other things you like to do, whichever. I'm open to just about anything.

[Well, open to just about any suggestion.]

If you can help me out, it'd really be appreciated.
 
 
14 February 2012 @ 02:32 pm
[lalalala poking at his bracelet--oh it's on. ahem.]

Hello. I'm a new member of Heimdall, apparently. Nice to meet you all.

[he waves at the screen in a lazy sort of manner, before proceeding to turn it off again--wait no he's got a question.]

Hey, do the names of the houses mean anything? They sound kind of foreign.
 
 
14 February 2012 @ 07:29 pm
[ The feed starts with a bzzzzzt before finally flickering to... some guy poking at his bracelet over and over again!

eventually though, an 'oh!' can be heard, and the feed will zoom out to show some brown-haired kid with a carefree smile on his face. ]
Ma~n, that's all it takes to make it work? That's kind of embarrassing...

A~ny~way~! If it's working, then you guys can hear me, right? If so, this is Hijiri Shinozuka, asking all of my future acquaintances in House Hel to welcome me warmly! Ah, I'll of course extend a kind hello to the rest of my fellow guests too.  [ at which point he pulls a flower from... somewhere and waves it back and forth in greeting. ]

Then again... [ and now he's trying to articulate his point by waving the flower around... ] considering the kind of hosts we're dealing with, it probably makes more sense to say 'captives', right? Ahh~, now that I think about it, that vaguely-cute maid didn't set up this scenario very well at all~... I mean, something like 'restoring colour' or whatever sounds way too abstract, right? It feels like I missed a memo or something! [ that's because he wasn't paying attention, probably.

and with an overtly-carefree sigh, he's going to change the subject!! ]

So, with the introductions from me over... how about you guys? If you're not too shy, introduce yourself and we can give being friends a shot!

Thank you for your time! [ aaand with one last ~carefree~ grin, he'll cut the feed! wow, what a weirdo. ]
 
 
14 February 2012 @ 03:50 pm
*Chillin' in the lounge area of the Loki house this fine Valentine's morning, after sending out some troll valentines, Aoto is looking to the video screen with a curious, yet somewhat deadpan expression.*

So!

Someone willing to fill a guy in on what the heck you do at a "ball"? Don't need to explain the Valentine thing, I kind of figured that out after seeing those cards. Just the ball part and maybe what royalty has to do with any of it, if you're feeling wordy.
 
 
Hmph. So those fake Gods felt it mandatory to drag me to an unknown location, not on any maps I've heard of, away from that moronic faithful dog of mine? I suppose you wish for a congratulations on your success. Well, you aren't getting one. Why, you ask? Hah, isn't it obvious? While I'm grateful to be away from those two noisy idiots with their bickering and swordplay, you chose a truly awful time to do so. Now that I'm not there, they'll probably slit their throats and I'm not there to find out the reason to as of why beside the mere fact that my faithful dog has been keeping something quiet from me. Surely you can imagine my irritation at being taken at such a poorly timed minute.

[ through the feed, a petite figure finally reveals itself-- the height is no more than 4'"9. a child's height, really. hair that reaches a little further down from her back comes into view, a black shade, to be precise. in anime terms, this girl would be best described as a loli but the look on her face gives off a more cruel, condescending look. almost patronizing, actually. she smiles, but it is in no way kind-hearted. ]

While I seem to be the topic of pointless chitchatter through this device, I might as well introduce myself. But, on second thought, I don't think I will. One is only meant to exchange their name when the other party has, after all. Hmph, well then it does seem like we're strangers and we'll remain as such for I have no interest in making my acquaintances with you people. If that maid wasn't bad enough, I already had a stranger from this district greet me as though we were friends, or was hoping that to be the case sooner or later. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not interested.

[ with that, the feed shuts off as if proving a point. ]

 
 
15 February 2012 @ 12:34 am
Ehe...hehe...ahahahahahahaha!

[Good day Asgard, today you get to see a feed of one (1) albino weirdo laughing like a maniac. He doesn't seem to realize the feed is on...]

It's quiet! It's quiet it'squietit'squiet it's finally quiet! No voices since I was in the castle, nothing nothing nothing! Even if 99% of the population was grey, I should be able to hear the remaining 1% and I get nothing. Ah, maybe I died and this is heaven, though I'm pretty sure I should be at the river instead --

[...A-at least he sounds very happy? Ecstatic, even. If you are some poor unfortunate soul passing by in Hel district you might have even got a surprise hug from the weirdo out of sheer joy.]
 
 
13 February 2012 @ 01:48 pm
[the video feed switches on to show a very irritated young man with red eyes and white hair, perhaps fighting with the device to get it to work. he seems impatient with it, at best.]

—ce of shit—

[the feed ends, but a text message follows shortly after.]
FSKJHFkjshkdjahdlhLFSk
motehersdksfuskcnkasbdo
ffffffffffffffffff

someone just point me to the fastest way out


[this is followed by an edit a moment later.]

anyone seen a blonde girl with white wings? her name's nill