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Jul. 5th, 2012 01:44 am
deadliestberet: (What?)
[personal profile] deadliestberet

...Use this. [The man in uniform raised an eyebrow, if anyone could even see the action from behind his goggles, as he looked over the note.]

Well, I suppose I was at least given something useful. S-so...I'm guessin' that there's other people using this frequency then? [Sighs and thinks for a moment. He was obviously kidnapped and most of his stuff was broken, save for the grenades and knife. So at least he wasn't entirely defenseless...plus he could always bluff with his guns. Of course he was also fairly good with his hands if all else failed...]

Um, yeah. Er...if anyone is listening in right now...I would really like some answers, right now. [His voice sounded firm, if somewhat forceful, angry and violent. Which was probably to be expected.]

makesfearstrue: (What the hell?)
[personal profile] makesfearstrue
[Hello Discedo, this is an important message by that one lieutenant that went kid and hungry for rappigs!

Except, well not.

There's a mochi on the screen: a cute little girl one with light brown hair and a bit of it in a ponytail to the side. Some might know who she's supposed to be but that's not important right now. She jumps on screen in a way to say hello to everyone in the cities and be a happy little blob. Except there's another one poking around like it's stalking...

Anyone can tell who this one is supposed to be with the blue hair tuffs and sharp teeth. Which means not good for the little girl mochi.

So the next thing the camera records is the lurker one launching itself and nomming on the girl one. And like any other person/mochi, she screams and starts crying.]


What is going on over there?!

[Oops, there's Enil's voice and she sounds a little miffed. The biting mochi suddenly lets go as the soldier grabs him and stares for a moment before proceeding to drop kick the bugger.]

I don't know how you got here but touching Yulie is off limits.

[And she picks up Yulie Mochi and goes off screen, only to have another little one pop up on camera: a Gin one. He simply stares and bounces on the communicator(he believes it's killing it) until it shuts off.]
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[Static starts across the voice feed, followed by some mumbling. It seems someone accidentally clicked it on while they were fiddling with the device.]

Dude, do you remember alchemizing these? I don't remember anything like this in my sylladex... Man, speaking of, where is my sylladex?

Why are you asking me? My sylladex launched my sword into the closest tree it could find. Do you know how much of a pain in the ass it was to yank it out with a broken foot? Thanks by the way. I really wanted my toes to get touchy with your hammer. You don't even know. I'm going to get some heinous infection all up in this shit and you're going to have to amputate my foot to save my life or something. Except I refuse, but then we'll get attacked by a swarm of who the fuck even knows and tragically take them down, going down with them. You'll weep over my bloodied corpse. Why Dave? How could you leave me? You were the only bro I could have ever had such a rad bromance with. Now I have nothing. Sweet delicious tears. [Yeah, Dave has no idea where he's going with this too.]

[There's a snort and laughter from the other voice, and even without seeing it's pretty obvious someone is rolling their eyes.]

That didn't even make sense, Dave! But I guess I am sorry that the princess got his foot broken by a hammer that is not even that heavy. Can you ever forgive me?

I take offense to that. How dare you not keep my fragile, maiden tendencies to heart. I have a very delicate complexion going on. But I'll forgive you because I love you. Seriously though, where the fuck are we? I'm two years too early to be wherever we're supposed to be. Fuck if I know. Everything is kind of vague and I think I stopped giving a shit or two since nearly being a victim of trashy novels involving foursomes.

[There's a rustle of fabric. Dave had plopped down next to John, even if you can't see it.] What are you doing?

I am trying to figure out how this thing works. And I am pretty sure I am three years too early to be at the new session. Jade said it would take that long and I just sent you guys that letter. And isn't it kinda weird that we are the only ones here?

[There's more rustling as John fiddles with the functions, turning the communicator over in his hand.] Whoa! I think this thing is on.

Oh my god. You didn't get to see Karkat freak out. It was like the most embarrassing thing. You literally nailed him in the face and he had some major mental breakdown and everything.

Oh shit really? Ok. That's cool I guess. Ask someone where we are. Also if they have a can opener.


Haha, oh man, really? That sounds like something worth seeing! Ok, ok, uhh... Hello? Can anyone hear us? [He's not going to ask your dumb question about the can opener, Dave.]

[ooc| john is in blue, dave is in red!]
makesfearstrue: (at attention)
[personal profile] makesfearstrue
[If you're wandering around Dissimulo, you'll notice the lieutenant sneaking around while holding a small box of tea. Why does she have it with her? I wouldn't ask because you won't get a straight answer. But the woman seems to be following something...

A rappig.

No lie, she's tailing a cute pig creature while having a cross between a look of hunger and crazy in her eyes. The only thing the communicator catches is the squealing of the monster as it runs away from Enil, who chases after it while growling of all things.

Beware of the pollen.]






((OOC: Enil has been hit with infatuation (with tea because it's her preciousssss), animal behavior, hallucinations and cravings for rappigs. Have fun!))
crowsong: Gin viewed from the side. The city at night is in the background. His expression is neutral. (so come on in; it ain't no sin;)
[personal profile] crowsong
[If anyone's out and about in Discedo, they might be treated to the somewhat eerie sight of Gin skulking about in his ever-present long black, crow-like trench coat and matching fedora. His hair isn't let loose today, gathered and hidden underneath his coat. He looks mildly less threatening today, in as much as a shady man constantly followed by ominously cawing birds can look nonthreatening, as he carried a lumpy bundle of cloth (on closer inspection, it might be made up of a pair of shirts) that clattered and tinkled with a metallic sound as he walked. Judging by the place he emerged from, it can be assumed that the sound was caused by him lumping together so many tins of canned food into his makeshift bag.

He looks almost as unfriendly as ever, unsmiling and perpetually glaring, only every now and then, his glare falters and he reaches up to angrily knuckle his eyes.

Instead of heading back to Dissimulo as quickly as he normally did after acquiring what he needed, he milled about, walking aimlessly through the street.

Care to approach?]
makesfearstrue: (Line face herp derp)
[personal profile] makesfearstrue
[After the event of turning into a child, Enil had decided to lay low for a little bit. But she's running around the city looking for something and instead of assuming someone she might know having taken the item, she asks the network:]

Has anyone seen a motorcycle within Discedo which is not broken?

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May. 3rd, 2012 06:27 pm
nameofexorcist: (Poster)
[personal profile] nameofexorcist
[As always, Kresnik is in a serious mood as he speaks to the communicator. Although, you can probably see a young, blue-haired girl sitting at the table and eating something that Kresnik cooked for her.]

Lieutenant Enil has reverted to the age of a child... I'm estimating below the age of five. This is most likely a result of her recent chip removal. However, at this point, she doesn't seem to be any different from an average child.

For anyone worried about her sudden change, the situation is under control here. [After all, he's familiar with taking care of children.]

[Enil laughs for a moment before talking with a mouth full of food.]
Is there something that can make mommy smile?

............

[And Kresnik turns off the feed.]
makesfearstrue: (Shiny?)
[personal profile] makesfearstrue
[When the feed starts, the only thing anyone can see is a big brown eye, like if someone was trying to see if the camera was working. When it moves away, the eye revealed to belong to a blue haired young girl, no older than four. If anyone knew what a certain line facer looked like, this would be her.

And given that she's wearing her uniform NOT MADE FOR KIDDIE SIZE, something's up.

Enil just looks at the screen, giggles and starts using the communicator to hit the ground. Why? Because it's fun of course! She's too engrossed in it to notice the feral creeping up on the side, delighted to see a potential snack. And it pounces...

Too bad it's kind of dumb because Enil ended up ducking out of the camera's view, making the feral miss her and slam right into a tree. Or more specifically, into a hole in the tree, making it stuck. That ends up getting the girl's attention.]


Puppy stuck!

[...someone please get her before she does something bad.]
totallygay: (Ya!)
[personal profile] totallygay
[Tatsumi has been moving whatever he can from Marco's apartment up a floor and away from the water since it first appeared. So, the whole second level hallway of Marshall is cluttered with Marco and Japan's stuff. Anything like food, papers, books, clothes, personal items, furniture... It's slowly piling up.

It's only after most of what he considers important (or pretends might be important) is moved out of the apartment does he make a video.
]


Marco-chan~ I've moved all the important stuff out of the apartment to dry out. Still no sign of Japan-chan.

[Then his smile disappears as he remembers something.]

And, Hey! Lieutenant!! Have you moved your motorcycle to a safe spot? If you need help, just let me know! It'd be really depressing if she gets ruined by all this.

[Just then an overturned table floats by with a small blond kid on it. He fishes out some papers with drawings on them.]

Whoa! This is kind of like being a pirate!

[Tatsumi turns to him, a smile returning to his face.]

Ya! Pirate training!!

[He starts making his way through the water back towards the apartment.]

Lets find us some more booty!!!

((OOC: Action is welcome. Also, anyone wanting something Japan left behind... now might be a good time to grab it.))

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Apr. 20th, 2012 10:09 pm
powerfail: (spaced out)
[personal profile] powerfail
Whoa...

[Suddenly, Discedo, you get this skinny teenager covered in snowdrifts. He's not sure what this communicator is, but it's probably some weird magical demon-lord kidnapper device!

So he tries to glare at it. It's a pathetic glare though, 'cause he's really just curious. And cold.]


Uhm, h-how dare you kidnap a demon lord?

[Teeth chattering.]

If you don't send me back, I'm gonna terminate terribly! And, and...and other evil stuff! Buuut if anyone can help me, I promise to spear my wrath! [He means spare]

Oh, I am also the Demon Lord Raenef V! I'm pretty dastardly and dangerous too.
makesfearstrue: (that looks uncomfortable)
[personal profile] makesfearstrue
[When the feed clicks on, there's some slight cranking noises like someone was trying to screw in something followed by a frustrated grunt and a slight low swear word. You see, ever since someone decided to mention that a kid made some pretty complicated stuff, that left Enil a little shaken. But the best thing to do was to work through it...

But that plan is failing fast.

Thankfully she didn't notice the voice function turn on as she grabbed the communicator reluctantly and speaks.]


If someone is stuck on something, how does one fix it?
nameofexorcist: (Javelin the Dog)
[personal profile] nameofexorcist
[The video feed first shows Kirika looking into the camera, but she soon turns it to reveal that she's riding on a motorcycle with Kresnik driving it. This wouldn't be too abnormal of a sight, except for the fact that they're completely surrounded by water with the motorcycle driving across it. Although neither of their expressions can be seen, both riders are very nonchalant about this fact.

Kirika moves the camera to catch more of their surroundings and this goes on for a few minutes before the feed ends.]

[ooc: Kresnik and Kirika are driving through Lake Marcidus, although only for about 30 minutes or so. Basically, they're driving off from the coast of Discedo and returning back to the city. Kresnik won't be answering any comments until they get back to Discedo, but Kirika will answer with the communicator during the trip. Also, action is fine if you want to meet them afterward.]
totallygay: (Oh?)
[personal profile] totallygay
[Video cuts in to possibly show a very familiar man with light blue hair and yellow eyes, looking surprised.]

Oh, there it goes...

[He gives a smile and salutes with his right hand]

Ya! Tatsumi here. I'm using this, as instructed. Can you hear me?

[He pauses to look around at the desolate buildings, seeming quite lost.]

I take it this isn't Sotoba... But, isn't it a bit warm for November?
crowsong: Gin glaring over his shoulder, his face half-hidden by his raised collar. (lay down in the web of the black spider;)
[personal profile] crowsong
[Initially, there's nothing shown but darkness. It's essentially an over-glorified voice post.] It's a good thing you have a sense of humour.

Because I don't.

[The cloth slips away from the camera of the communicator, turning red once it's far away enough for the camera to catch the light reflecting off of it.

When the image comes into focus, it displays a long, bright red trench coat hanging on the wall, a good distance away from the floor (so it can be assumed that whoever's holding the communicator is either very tall or standing on a chair or some other elevated surface), with a lovely fedora of a matching colour hanging off of it. The belt is pink, as is the hat's rim.]

I haven't had a smoke in days. The weapons shop is worthless. I've had a building collapse on me and a snivelling little brat. And now, you think it's funny to screw up my perception of colours?

[The camera shifts to a view of the window. A brilliantly bright red raven perches in the window, squawking loudly, looking like it robbed quite a few cardinals of their feathers.]

... I need a drink.

((Backdated to April first. ^o^;))
allthecoolgear: (I love blowin' stuff up!)
[personal profile] allthecoolgear

{Hello again, Fortuna! The Doctor is once again on your screen.

Also? He is currently all of the colors. All. Of. Them. His bowtie? Good luck trying to give the color a name. His hair? Every possible hair color you can imagine being possible except ginger. He's like a walking rainbow.}

Hello, everyone! This is the Doctor!

Can anyone tell me what's going on? All of the colors are blending together, it's a bit distracting. But cool! Very very cool! I've never experienced a phenomenon like this! It's like I've eaten an entire bag of Skittles! And then I turned into Skittles!

Of course, that's not really a plausible idea...

But, anyway! I've gotten a bit tired of all this color changing, it's starting to make my head spin a bit. Anyone know of a way to turn it off? Thanks!

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[personal profile] crowsong
Hmm.

[The message starts with a man's voice, calm and deep, making a small non-verbal sound in light amusement.]
I've got to hand it to you... there aren't many people who can get away with what you did. [He doesn't sound at all frightened about his current situation, although it might not really be the case. Regardless of whether he felt any fear or not, his voice betrayed no fear, conveying only confidence.] I congratulate you.

Now...

I hope you've had fun, because your little game ends here. [The voice suddenly turns very cold and harsh, still quiet, but gaining a dangerous edge.]

Where am I and what do you hope to accomplish by bringing me here. [It's phrased like a question, but sounds nothing like one. The answer is demanded, not asked for, and the words are delivered like an order.]
makesfearstrue: (Tell me your fear)
[personal profile] makesfearstrue
 [Hello to everyone in Dissimulo this evening! If you're out and about, you might see this woman walking around the town. Her mission: to find out more about this place. There's just two things you need to know:

One, do not sneak up on her. She will find out and clobber you with a rock. A cougar tried that and it ended up dead. Blame instinct.

Two, she doesn't talk much and isn't the friendliest person. So if she ignores you at first, don't worry. But feel free to try and talk to her...

Just watch out for those stray memories that's been going around because her's are not pretty.]






(OOC: So yep, action post! Enil's around both Discedo and Dissimulo tonight and terrible memories are a definite with her. Have fun!)
dreamgranter: (how could they forget? [DEPRESSED])
[personal profile] dreamgranter
[There is a witch sprawled out on her couch, wearing what appears to be a dragon-themed outfit of some sort and looking more than a little depressed.]

What kind of New Year is this? No firecrackers, not a single red scroll and absolutely no feast at all. And you didn't even bother to clean the house, either! Have you not learned anything?

[Here, have a very dramatic sigh.]
Bad children. Very bad children. Don't come crying to me if the Nian tries to gobble you up whole!

( text )

Jan. 23rd, 2012 10:29 pm
yourgoddamnit: (I HAVE RECRUITED MORE WARRIORS)
[personal profile] yourgoddamnit
LADIES, GENTLEMEN, FUCKASSES AND SANDWICH FACTORIES.
TODAY I BRING TO YOU A MARVELOUS TALE.
IT IS A STORY OF SURVIVAL THAT RIVALS THE ESTEEMED FILM COMMONLY ABBREVIATED TO TROLL LIAM NEESON VS. THE HOWLBEASTS.
UNFORTUNATELY FOR EVERYONE I'M THE PROTAGONIST
BUT I PROMISE YOU THAT MY FOE IS AN EVEN MORE DESPICABLE EXCUSE OF ANGRY FUCK THAN I AM.
SERIOUSLY.
IT'S LIKE THE UNIVERSE CREATED A MINIATURE CLONE OF ME, THREW IT INTO THE BOWELS OF HELL, AND THE SHIT IT OUT IN THE LOAD GAPER THAT IS DISCEDO.
I WOULD BE IMPRESSED IF MY COMMUNICATOR WASN'T SMEARED WITH MY OWN BLOOD AS I TYPE THIS.

THE STORY BEGINS A FEW WEEKS AGO.
EVERY FUCKING DAY I'D HEAR SOMETHING SKITTERING AND SCREECHING WITHIN THE WALLS OF THIS DECAYING HIVE.
PUNCHING THE WALL HAD NO EFFECT.
JUST WHEN I WAS CONSIDERING FLUSHING OUT THE CULPRIT WITH FIRE, I FIND THE LITTLE ASSHOLE EATING THE SANDWICH I'D SET DOWN.
HE WAS EATING
MY FUCKING
TAPIOCA SANDWICH.
WE LOCKED EYES
AND I KNEW WHAT I HAD TO DO.

RIGHT BEFORE HELL BROKE LOOSE I MANAGED TO CATCH A PICTURE OF IT BECAUSE EVERYONE NEEDS A PROPER PHOTO OF THEIR NEMESIS.
BEHOLD THE FACE OF NIGHTMARES:

please someone give him a rabies shot )

ON A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT NOTE.
SAM WINCHESTER THE MOOSE.
I SUMMON YOU.
GET YOUR ASS IN THIS MEMO BEFORE I LEAVE A MAP OF YOUR DWELLING FOR THE DEMON TO FIND.
makesfearstrue: (I will show you my conviction)
[personal profile] makesfearstrue
[Unlike new arrivals who shake or accidentally switch on the text function and perform a perfect rendition of a keysmash, the feed turns on to a blue haired woman dressed in a peculiar military uniform. She stares at the screen with a neutral expression, preferring to keep whoever has access to the machine she had found beside her guessing how she was truly feeling. When she speaks, there's an echo to it.]

I have found a note attached to this device telling me to ‘use this’ but did not see anyone within my vicinity. If anyone hears this message, please contact this frequency as soon as possible. I am in what looks like an underground tunnel but there are strange messages and-
[She just stares off to the side, not flinching at the sight of blood. She had seen plenty of it before back home. It was no different.] other signs of life.

[She doesn’t move for a couple seconds until she sighs. It would be pointless to ask for information when she would not give any herself. It was only fair after all…then again, what she is known for is not telling the truth and she didn’t know anyone in this place. There was no use in letting the thing record more.]

That is all.

[And she cuts it.]

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