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Jul. 4th, 2012 06:58 pm
starspangledhero: (I AM A BEAUTIFUL ANIMAL)
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!

PARTY AT MARSHALL! BURNING CHEMICALS OUTSIDE IN AN OLD OIL DRUM TO MAKE PRETTY COLORS! FOOD AND DRINKS! FREE "GOODS" TO AMERICAN CITIZENS! *WINK WINK*

AFTER PARTY AT DISSIMULO 1110. AND BY THAT I MEAN THE PARTY CONTINUES AT MY HOUSE FROM 4AM TO WHENEVER EVERYONE CRASHES FROM PARTYING TOO HARD.

YOU DON'T NEED TO BRING A PRESENT BUT I'D REALLY LIKE 'EM!

CHINA YOU ARE ONLY INVITED IF YOU HAVE FIREWORKS. NO TATSUMIS ALLOWED. I SEE YOU THERE, I WILL PUNCH YOU WITH MY FREEDOM FISTBLADE.

[ ooc: Since I'm lazy, I won't be setting up a log, but I'll have a comment at the top of this entry open for action. If you decide to throw a character at the "party," feel free to threadjack and talk with any other characters! Otherwise you're just stuck with America wallowing on you. You're also free to handwave it as "yeah they'll come by later and party with America all night awww yeah" since I'm sure everyone's busy for THE GREATEST DAY OF THE YEAR. Just let me know if you do want to handwave it!



HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY FOOLS.
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itsfondue: (What is going on?)
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[If anyone was walking around Discedo, you'll probably spot a soldier standing against a building. That wouldn't be too unusual of a sight, except that this soldier had a giant red, white, and blue shield strapped to his back. He also didn't seem to be bothered by the rain, but he was also wearing a blue helmet with a giant A in the middle of it.

Anyway, there was a small frown on his face as he worked the communicator in his hands, obviously not used to this kind of technology. However, he'll get at least the basic video function working in a few minutes.]


Is... is this working? [Steve looked at the video feed with a somewhat confused expression. He was uncertain about using this thing in the first place, but with his enhanced abilities suddenly disappearing and the thought of the serum only being temporary because of that, he decided to use it. Besides, he wanted to find Bucky and the others as fast as possible. Sneaking around in this place didn't really get him anywhere.]

This is... Captain America. [He seemed a little awkward admitting that.] Does anyone the coordinates of our current location? Or a brief description will help as well.
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((Audio;))
Father's day! Ah, a lovely day, I will say; remembering the male who, hopefully, raised us all with love and care. No, I'm not about to ask all of you about your fathers--I'm not really the intrusive sort, though...! I do have a sort of puzzle for all of you. It's one that I would love to tell my own father.


PUZZLE 011: Two masked men

The puzzle works like this. I'm going to tell you a scenario, and using yes or no questions you must deduce exactly what is happening in this situation. I can only answer yes or no--or other variants of those two answers--so make sure to ask the right questions! No limit to how many you ask, of course... Here's your scenario:

A man leaves home and, after making three left turns, he ends up back at home, and finds two masked men waiting for him.

So, can you deduce what's happening here?


((ooc; wow i forgot to add that this is audio. Okay whatever i just like my htmls.))
wandthief: (Confidence)
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[Gellert had finally figured out the subway and made his way to Discedo. This was the first time he had been to any of the other cities of Fortuna - as he currently resided in Dissimulo - and he was looking around curiously.]

[He knew he had to find Denzel Crocker and visit Ilyana but he would be interested to speak to anybody else who happened to see him as well. If he found a doctor to enquire more about chip removal, he would find that very helpful too.]
bauhinia: (lohas)
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[ Hello, residents of Fortuna. This feed has turned on in what seems to be the middle of a conversation. Its participants seem to be discussing something Quite Serious, if their tone is to be believed. Let's listen in, shall we? ]

If you thought you were safe, you thought wrong. )

Hundre— Ah… is your comm on? Oi oi they're gonna see what we did to the ceiling!

That's cool, they're bound to find out eventually. Hey, Marco, d'you think people ship us too?

Oh, if they do, we should give them a show, eh? [ Pirate leer and leans in suggestively as he turns it off. ]
dragons_lance: (Hmm...)
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[The video feed clicks on to reveal a man with fiery pinkish red hair trying his best to work the contraption, while a dragon sits next to him looking rather bored.]

This certainly isn't a poke-gear is it? Do you think this is how it works Dragonite?

[It seems to turn it's head to nod at him, but does little else, apparently on the look out for something.]

Well then, to anyone receiving this message, I am Lance of the Indigo League Elite Four. I woke up here finding myself with two thirds of my pokemon missing, and this device which I assume was left here by whoever is responsible. Whoever has done this, know that I will not tolerate any theft, and I especially do not appreciate being kidnapped here for whatever nefarious purpose.

If anyone knows anything about these thieves and kidnappers, I would appreciate answers so that I may teach them the true meaning of justice. I do not know where I am, or what has been done here, but I intent to find out.

[He nods solemnly at the device before turning off the device, apparently having managed to figure out how it works to a degree.]

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Jun. 3rd, 2012 10:31 pm
starspangledhero: (Oh sweetie; don't feel bad.)
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[ There's some fumbling as the video turns on, giving only a view of crumpled sheets, then a messy room. In the background is some slightly labored breathing, like the person recording has been running (or stumbling) around. The view stays skewed, facing a corner of the bedroom as America talks. ]

Aha! Finally found it! Okay. Man that took a while, haha! Someone decided to turn out the lights on the world. Ain't the first time in my life, and good thing is that this time it's not gas or bullets or pencils or nothing to make it hurt, but I gotta say that feelin' your way around is a helluva lot harder when you've only got one hand to do it with.

...Shit. Just realized. This think on voice recorder mode? If I'm talking when I should be writing–

[ The video switches over to voice, where some muttering can be heard, then text. ]

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[ Then back to video. Now it's facing America. He looks frustrated, but his gaze is blank, eyes staring off into nowhere. ]

–nd when I make mine it'll have voice control. No, better, it'll have something that'll talk back to you so you know that you're talking into it, and it'll be in a pleasant lady's voice.

[ SIGH. Then his frustrated expression flickers to something more vulnerable, almost like a nine year old that's afraid of the dark but too proud to go to his parents for reassurance. ]

...Anyone out there?
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[She's new, obviously, and looking a little distressed as she tries to figure out the communicator well enough to make some use of it. Sitting down by the shipyard, her blonde hair is tied back in a messy ponytail, trying to keep it from getting in her face as she tries to figure out what's going on here.]

Excuse me... [A good start, right? Polite.] I'm a recent arrival to this place and would appreciate any information I could be given on it. It's not quite right for anywhere I know of home.

[It's short, but effective, she hopes. Canada then more or less repeats herself in French, then German and Russian and Japanese, the first languages that come to mind for good international communications.

But just to be safe, she tries text, too:]


Information and/or assistance in returning home would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.
hullonurse: (There is no future in England's dreaming)
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[England frowns down at the camera and huffs.] Well, quite a turn out we've got here, isn't it? Is everyone quite alright? If anyone needs anything, do let me know.



[She suddenly looks rather contemplative.] I wonder if we'll have room for everyone at this rate...

[Rosemary is in her Marshall apartment if anyone wants to action it up. :D]
bauhinia: (Default)
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[ Hello, Discedians. It's been far too long since we had Drawing Adventures with Hong Kong, hasn't it? Since we're overdue for more, here we go. This time, it's a special occasion!

Okay, it's a little past due, but Hong Kong had a few other things on his mind when this was relevant. So now you get to go on a lovely adventure with him.

And… if you're a young'n, you might want to look away. Pretend this is a picture of bunnies and butterflies frolicking through a field of pretty flowers!

And not what it actually is. )

happy birthday. any other requests?

[ Isn't he just. So beautifully cryptic. ]
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[A pair of shrewd green eyes shows up blinking on the screen. The camera pulls back; England is lowering the device examining it--and apparently isn't aware it's recording yet because he's caught mid-sentence:]--the damn thing anyway. "Use this"... Can't even cast a spell, no need to be cheeky.

Of all the ways to pull a prank, this one's got to be the most moronic. [He knits his brows in concern as his footsteps crunch over the ground. He's searching, looking for anything familiar. A prank was one thing, having his magic become null was another. But, strangest of all was the empty sensation at the back of his mind.

England chews the side of his mouth in thought.]
That's odd... [He stops abruptly, head snapping up. He fixates on a building, the camera angle low, peering up so it leaves his head and shoulders in clear view. A prank was his first thought and he'll hold onto that until he knows better, but... God, he'd prefer this landscape over the emptiness that's crawling over his mind and he'll be damned if he stands there and simply accepts it for what it is.

He shakes his head.]
H-hah, nothing--nothing to worry about I'm sure, I--

[And then he notices the communicator's screen properly and he leans in.]

Is-- Was this thing recording?! How long-- Agh! There's nothing to see here--! If anybody can see or hear this broadcast, and I feel such a fool for thinking anything of it, I demand an explanation for this nonsense at once!

[And with that, he shuts off the device.]
bauhinia: (pic#1985235)
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i need some really big nails, any color paint that's gonna show up well on a dark background, and a tin of sardines.

make that two tins of sardines.

okay, one tin, if it's one of those big ones.

i'll trade you part of my ceiling.
starspangledhero: (WINTER IS COMING.)
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[ America has been lying low ever since his little "excursion" with Tatsumi. Part of it is because it's pretty awkward to face up to doing terrible things, even if they weren't done by choice, even though he had no control in almost every sense. No matter what though, it's always hard to deal with the consequences of hurting those you care about. So he hasn't. He's been content to sit numbly at home and keep himself together.

But there's another reason.

America now wears a grin that's mostly reminiscent of his usual ones: cocky, self-assured, triumphant. Look closely though--look at the dark circles under his eyes, the healing bite marks on his neck, the bruises, and suddenly that sharp edge to his smile seems a little off.
]

Two weeks! Two whole freaking weeks and there ain't hide or hair of the bastard left! Discedo, I've done the impossible: I've solved your vampire problem. Let this be a lesson to all creatures of the day, night, or otherwise who are getting any ideas about going toe-to-toe with Hero of Hegemony!

[ It is at this point that he holds up his right hand. It's not a hand. It's a chainsaw.

Let's let that sink in: America has lost his hand and now he has a chainsaw in its place.

America has a chainsaw hand. And it works.

This is a travesty against all things sane. A beautiful, stupidly glorious travesty.
]

Mess with me, will ya? Fuck me up, will ya? SUCK OUT MY FREE WILL WITH YOUR VAMPIRE FANGS AND USE ME LIKE A PUPPET, WILL YA? I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY THAT FROM HELL, TATSUMI! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

[ The chainsaw is turned on to accompany his near-maniacal laughter for an extra dramatic effect. Bruce Campbell would be proud of this display of lunacy.

After a bit he finally calms down. The smile remains on his face, but it seems a little more forced.
]

Gonna guess being dead for two weeks means he's staying dead for good. All those safe measures I took to make him stay dead, it damn well better work. [ Because if it doesn't... well, he's not sure what he'll do. His smile falters a moment, then comes back a little sadder. ]

And, uh... to y'all that are wonderin', and the ones who saw me... that night. I'll talk! Dunno how ready I am, but it ain't like I'm gonna get any more ready, right? Point is, I'm okay now, you're okay now, everything's okay!

[ Except he's really not. Hell if he'll talk about that though. ]

Oh! And if anyone knows where my hand went, lemme know! Stupid thing keeps running off on me.

[ Everyone might want to check under their covers tonight. You know, just in case a sentient severed hand happens to be there 8))) Why do I write these things what is wrong with me.

Also on a quick ooc note! I'm still chipping away at the event log, but if you have any questions about outcomes with your character/plotting/whatev, just drop me a line through PM or plurk or whatever mode of communication is comfortable for you!
]

[video]

Apr. 6th, 2012 12:51 am
eyeforaneye: (Hmph.)
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[ There is nothing even remotely cheerful in Sasuke's expression as the video clicks on. Far from it. Please, stop watching while you can. ]

I think Sadiq Adnan is attractive. As a male, he is adequate.

That's all.

[ And it clicks off. Helpful hint? A bet has gone awry. ]
hullonurse: (We have a good thing.)
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[The video opens to show England's lovely face, frowning at her communicator and pushing random buttons.

Click, click, click-]
Ah, there we go. I knew I remembered. [Looks quite smug.]

Hullo, Discedo. That is where I am, yes? It all looks the same, though rather warmer than when I left. Not that I don't expect the weather to change after sixteen years, but, well- [Flustered! Okay focus focus.]

Yes. Anyway, it's been quite a while, so I'll introduce myself. My name is England, representative of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland. I've been here before so I think I should be able to get a handle on things, but it's rude to not greet a lady, you know. Any of you lot still around? Arthur? Alfred, love? Fran- [Hesitates and goes just a little pink. Just a little.]

... Don't suppose either of the frogs have turned up. Well. That's perfect by me.

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