27 February 2013 @ 10:35 am
I am looking for someone who is skilled with codes.

It's not time sensitive, just a curiosity.

I'm not sure I have much to offer in return, but maybe I can tempt you with tea and good company?
 
 
26 February 2013 @ 07:44 pm
[ At first there is only audio, a childish voice that carries with a bright, slightly high pitched tone. ]

I know they're probably out of season, even here, but --

[ And then the video feed clicks on and Yellow beams warmly into her bracelet, Pikachu perched upon her shoulder, blinking curiously as his ears twitch backward. ]

There we go. Ah, hello! I was wondering -- [ She lifts a hand to wave as Pikachu presses forward, sniffing at the gem first, before nuzzling his cheek against it. Have a sudden burst of red, Asgard! The child giggles as she coaxes him back onto her shoulder, ducking her chin. ] We were wondering if anyone knew a good place to pick apples.



ooc note| Yellow is a ten year old girl, but currently she's trying to mask her identity, long blonde hair tucked beneath her straw hat. :) Feel free to have your character catch on, or be completely fooled.
 
 
09 February 2013 @ 01:50 pm
[A brief flash of pale skin, wide blue eyes and a shock of purple against brown hair before the feed abruptly ends, but not before a low voice hisses out a few choice curse words. Looks like someone finally got his comeuppance for talking shit about humans and the gods.

A few minutes later and he's addressing the network like nothing happened.]

i havve a feww queries for any a you imbeciles that actually managed to get yourselvves cursed
just wwonderin a course
this is all fuckin hypothetical
but howw long did it take to go awway
an wwhat did you do until it did

[AKA just how long is he going to have to hide in his room until he's back to his gray self.]
 
 
08 February 2013 @ 09:37 pm
[ video/action for baldr. ]
Okay, so it's been what — a day, since I got here. And it isn't so bad I guess, if not kinda boring.

[ There's a beat, and the sound of a piece of paper ruffling can be heard off screen. ]


That's not really what I wanted to talk about, though. I know this is supposed to be some different world, something along those lines, but I was wondering—

[ The moment he tries to hold up the sheet though, Arcanine decides that it's a good idea to suddenly interrupt and attempt to press her face against the camera like so. Thrown off guard by the sudden attack, the paper flutters off somewhere in the distance. ]


—Wha?! Hey, what do you think you're doi—

[ The video cuts off there, and it'll be a good five minutes before the next portion shows up. If anyone happens to be outside Baldr at the moment, they may be able to catch a disgruntled Blue trying to calm down the way too excitable Pok
émon. ]
[ text. ]
… Ignore the video from before. Technical difficulties. [ Except not really. ]

But this is actually what I wanted to show earlier. It's something that comes from my world, and I wanted to know if I was the only one or not. If it means anything to you, let me know?

[ Drawing is one of the few things Blue doesn't pride himself in. Though, a Pokéball is simple enough he thinks — and far more universal than an actual Pokémon. Else, he'd just showcase his Arcanine. … But that had already happened, didn't it. ]

 
 
02 February 2013 @ 11:15 pm
[ Jade's hair is a mess, the room smoky, and the curtains behind her still smoldering. Her expression keeps wavering; she can't seem to decide if she's severely unhappy or ridiculously amused. ]

So, um! Ehehehe.

[ She rubs at her own singed cheek. ]

Has anyone else had any Misadventures in Potion Making? Because jeeeeez, I didn't even think any of those ingredients were volatile!
 
 
02 February 2013 @ 08:03 pm
Ac-chem.

[A slight clearing of the throat, and...oh, it's this jerk of a mothman in the purple suit and sunglasses, staring at the camera with a rather bashful expression.]

Asgard, I have something to confess. Something that has been on my mind for quite a while now.

[A pause, a deep breath, and then:]


I'm...in love.

No, really, I know most of you are probably scoffing right now, but I am! And you know who with? Do you know which lovely lady has captured my heart forever?

[Nick actually lets out a happy sigh- honestly, is this the same guy who was insulting everyone who breathed in his vicinity for the last two months?]

The perfect woman by the name of Nina Fortner, that's who. Yes...her bright eyes shine so fondly upon me, her blonde hair must be made from the feathers of an angel and the way she accepts me for who I am...[He glances away with a dreamy smile, seemingly lost in his own daydreams, before seemingly noticing that he's on camera and addressing it again.]

I know, I know, you might be saying "But Nick, she's a human! You hate humans! What are you doing with her??" [He frowns.] Well, this is different! She's the one for me, better than any Moth that I have ever met, and anyone who even dares to put a finger on her will have to face me first, okay? Don't test me.

[And then back to a lovesick look again.]


Oh Nina...will you accept this love of mine and be with me, forever? You're the only one for me, you know...

[Somebody come over and try to slap sense into his mind?]


[ooc: Valentine's Day is quickly approaching, and as we all know, February's the month of love! That's why the gods have decided to curse Nick and Nina ([personal profile] imhome). They've been arguing and annoying each other a little too much, so it's time for a change. For a few days, they'll be cursed into suddenly being in love with each other, despite all logic and reason, and may or may not be quoting lines from Twilight Nightlight here and there...]
 
 
02 February 2013 @ 09:57 pm
I apologize if this sounds strange, but there is something I would like to ask.

[He feels like he keeps asking only strange question. In any case the message continues:]

If suddenly someone told you that you had a had a past life what would you do? Would you like to know what kind of person you were? If you did something bad in your previous life, then would you regret finding out about that? Would that past life affect your current life somehow?

[He's only curious. He doesn't suppose anyone in here is in the similar situation to his; and that is that they lived a life before, died and were reincarnated.

Yet he thinks that by asking that question he might understand some people from his world better.]


And what if someone has done something to you in that past life... Would you still refuse to forgive them even in your current life?
 
 
28 January 2013 @ 05:23 am
What do you do for work when you need extra money?

[He asks quietly but confidently, without pause. Today he isn't as cheerful at the last time he made a post. He's still worn out, but somehow he looks even more exhausted than he did before. He's scruffy, and there's something about him that seems haunted and hollowed-out despite the mild-mannered calm in his voice.

He's pulling his coat on as he talks, and heading out from his room into the hall.]


What's given freely is good, but it doesn't count for luxuries, so--

[Once in the hall he stops, looking confused. He turns around to look at his door: number 307 in Sigyn's Welcome Hall.]

...It moved.
 
 
10 January 2013 @ 11:15 pm
[Here is a brown haired, blue-eyed teenage boy looking rather bored as he fiddles with the bracelet he is wearing.]

This is nothing like a computer. I can't even take this thing apart.

[He sighs longingly, still playing with the bracelet.]

Is there anything in the way of technology that I can play with? Perhaps...something not grey?
 
 
15 January 2012 @ 07:13 pm
[Some people have no respect for a good night's sleep.

Those up at the early hours of the morning just might be treated to a boy calling out for friends, "Reeku" or "Kairee" atop rooftops around the city. Sora's first impulse, naturally, is to search for his friends.

Sora's second impulse, between attempts to disrupt local sleeping schedules, is to explore. It's a new world, and despite the minor inconvenience of being kidnapped by Norse gods he never knew existed, he's rather optimistic about finding a way out. This is totally a temporary stopover. It always is. His travels throughout the day take him from district to district, from the Hospital, to the Arena, to Gefion Park. Luckily, his last leg of the journey takes him to the Carnival in the evening, where local ghosts are quite helpful in helping him puzzle out the functions of the bracelet(when they're not trying to scare the marbles out of him).

Sorry, Asgard. Sora's very first broadcast of the evening has a spooky start! It zooms in on the face of a gaunt, pale-faced ghoul. The ghostly image only persists until Sora's much healthier complexion squeezes into the picture beside it.]


Whooaa... it's working!

[Sora turns to the ghost, unfazed by its unearthly appearance.] And this is gonna help me find Riku and Kairi?

[An affirmative moan from the ghoul, mostly an incoherent murmur as it retreats from the foreground. Unfortunately, the ghoul hovers eerily above Sora's head, peering down at the viewer for the duration message. Only slightly unnerving.]

Well, if anybody out there's listening, I'm Sora. I'm trying to find my two friends. One's named Kairi. She's got red hair, she's about this tall and probably the friendliest person you'll ever meet. Then there's Riku! He's got messy white hair just like this guy. [Sora jerks a thumb at his ghostly friend.] Riku can be kind of grumpy sometimes, but he's a really good guy once you get to know 'em.

If you see them, let me know right away, okay?


[He very nearly finishes the message, but then he remembers! There's a burning question reserved for his housemates in Freya. Unfortunately, his attempt to send it exclusively to the Freya House ends in failure. All of Asgard is posed the question:]

// Failed Private to Freya Housemates \\

By the way... Have any of you guys tried using your powers yet?

[The feed ends with him looking a little sheepish, maybe even a little flustered.]

[ooc: Feel free to  tell that kid yelling on your rooftop at all hours of the morning to pipe down, or to run into him at the Carnival.]
 
 
Current Location: Carnival, Misc. areas of the city
 
 
15 January 2012 @ 02:25 pm
[Look, Asgard! It's a Sam! And not only is it a Sam, but it's a Sam that actually looks a lot more content than he has since he's arrived in Asgard. He's even not in the library, for once in his life -- he's poking around the Freya district, out of curiosity. But despite being outside and exploring, he's got something to say, so he's just going to make a PSA in the middle of a street because he ran out of fucks to give about looking normal.]

Hey -- it looks like we've got a lot of new people arriving in the city, so -- I'm Sam Winchester. It's nice to meet all of you -- and I thought it would be easier to just address the city as a whole instead of linking eighty million people to the same thing.

A couple of weeks ago, I made a guide to the various gods and houses of Asgard. It's still being updated and edited, so if something looks out of place, don't worry -- I'm working on it. It's kind of been a weird couple of days -- anyway, anyone can view it and access it or ask me questions. Consider it kind of like a welcome packet to the normal people who find this a little weird. And, uh, on that note --

[Sam turns slightly.]

Anyone figure out how to get past the wall yet?

[The feed ends, but a text file is sent en masse to all new residents of the city, bearing the text attachment Guide To The Gods.txt. It is easily downloadable and saved for easy access.]

[Filtered to Vriska Sekret // Private // Unhackable] )

[Filtered to Castiel and Dean Winchester // Private // Unhackable] )
 
 
15 January 2012 @ 01:07 am
Oh, right, this thing! So, this is a holographic telecommunications device, complete with camera, phone, and text messaging. Crafty little thing, though, looks like it has an automatic turn-on feature. For what, I don't know. Maybe it's like a candid automatic! Catches you doing embarrassing things, that's fab. You could record something and post it on Youtube, get a laugh out of--

Well, there isn't any Youtube here, is there? Which is really a shame. All those cat videos just out of reach. I suppose you could start a separate network to just share silly camera videos. Could you do that? Could we do that? Doesn't seem to be any rules to using this thing, does there? Let's see...

Oh, it's broadcasting.

Hello! [ he waves, grinning brightly. ] You know, it's a bit rude to eavesdrop. Then again, it's not your fault. Automatic turn-on feature, like I said. If you managed to hear that, earlier. Now, let's see! Who all is here, hmm? Could we have a roll call?

If that's possible. There is a commenting feature on this, isn't there? ... yes, there is. Thought so.

And don't be shy! We're all aliens here. Oh, right. Introductions. I'm the Doctor, the Caretaker, or, if you like, John Smith. No, nevermind, no, not John Smith. Just the Doctor. How about you all?
 
 
15 January 2012 @ 12:46 am
[ Rather than this newcomer here sounding scared or upset, the young female voice coming from the communicator just sounds...kind of peeved. ]

Listen, I don't care what that letter said, I'm not staying here. So if someone could just point me to whoever it is who did this, there won't be trouble. Much of it, anyway.

[ Mutters: ]

I'm going to kill that old man when I get out of here. If he hadn't gotten in my way, this wouldn't have happened in the first place.

[ There's a short pause, followed by a gasp. Tokage now sounds surprised-- in shock, even. ]

What the hell is this? I'm not supposed to have-- now I really want to know who did this.

Don't be shy...I'm not in the mood to drag people out today.

[ And anyone wandering around Hel district will find a grumpy-looking woman walking around, wondering why everything looks so bland and...yeah, how to get out of here. ]
 
 
14 January 2012 @ 05:04 pm
The population seems to have suddenly increased recently, and I do not mean of the locals. [There's a hint of curiosity as well as slight concern in his voice when that's said. It looks to him that these Gods are getting more outside help and he almost has to wonder if it's really justifiable to bring in more people for their assumed cause. He understands the whole "strength in numbers" approach but when more than half of them don't understand what it is they need to do, it's just a little frustrating.]

Though it's rather pointless, I apologize for those of you that are new and expecting explanations on how to return home from those of us that have been here longer. The only real key to that seems to be our task of returning color and life to this world. The first wave of newcomers may only offer so many answers, though at least this might make it a little easier for a larger group approach at understanding our situation better.

But, I have a question, for anyone that is willing to answer it. It's hardly mandatory. We've all basically been assigned as "heroes" of this land, to assist the Gods and locals in a troubled and difficult time. If you were actually given the choice to say yes or no to their plea, what would be your response? [Just before he's about to end his question there, he decides to tack on a little something extra.] --not just in this case. Would you ever choose to be some kind of hero?
 
 
14 January 2012 @ 04:35 pm
Auauauau.... I don't like this, don't like it, nano desu!

[As to what she doesn't like isn't certain, unless she means her current situation. There's the sound of foot stomping as well, as if that'll help anything, but mostly Hanyuu looks panicked. Whoah, when did it suddenly stop being 1983??]

Rika, Rika, where are you? Hauauauau....

[Au au au au..... anyway, it looks like she's looking for someone named Rika! Someone has got to have heard of her, right???]
 
 
15 December 2011 @ 09:10 pm
Unlike most of you, who are needlessly worrying about how we got here, so I will skip to introductions. My name is Sherlock Holmes, consulting detective.

The task these 'Gods' gave us though are preposterous. They put us as heroes, something that no one has ever been or will be.

SH

P.S.: If someone has seen a man by the name of John, report to me.
P.S.S.: If not, report to me anyways.
 
 
15 December 2011 @ 06:40 pm
-- leave me alone, I'm not in the mood.

[Hello, Asgard. It seems Sam is organizing a stack of books he's borrowed from the Odin library in his room, carefully folding some notes to put into books to save his place, and he's speaking to someone, though you can't see who it is immediately.

No one answers, though, and Sam keeps talking.]


You don't get to have an opinion on my life or what I'm doing because you don't exist.

[And when Sam swings around, and the bracelet keeps recording, it becomes obvious that there isn't anyone in the room at all. But Sam obviously sees something, because he's staring at a very fixed point in the wall, as if someone is standing there. And there's a lengthy silence before Sam grits his teeth in a snarl and swipes a hand forward, toward whatever he sees, and a tiny burst of fire appears in mid-air --

-- which causes Sam to abruptly push himself backward, eyes wide, and his back hits the wall. The fire vanishes in a puff of smoke, but the hunter's chest is heaving, looking as if he's seen the Devil himself. A few more moments, a few more deep breaths, and Sam curses to himself before closing his eyes, hitting the wall with a fist, which shuts the bracelet off abruptly.]
 
 
15 December 2011 @ 04:58 pm
Ohkay. So.

I think we can all agree being here is not what any of us want and that there isn't a lot any of us can do about that. So I dunno about you guys, but I'm not gonna worry about that so much yet.

What I'm more worried about is all this stuff coming down outside. It's pretty dark so I can't tell what it is but -- whatever it is, it's freakin' cold. Jeez.

[beat.]

Wait... Is that snow?

[he actually sounds pretty excited, even if he can't see it very well in the dark outside. guess who's never seen real snow before? this guuuuuuuy]