crackpotcrocker: (Im on to you)
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I don't know what the fiddle sticks just happened.

Not sure if I was being delusional because I've had a cold for weeks.

But I opened the door and I was home.......

I quite frankly wasn't sure if I wanted to be back to the place that reticulated, I, Mr. Denzel Crocker all of those years. [Denzel appears to be eyeing beyond the camera at this point]

I figured I could at least see her.... I've often wondered how time has passed. If she has noticed I was gone....

Then I don't remember a - THING! Expect for waking up here in the hospital and having a strange abundance of memories. Yet according to what Washu said makes perfect sense!

I KNOW! I KNOW! [Laughs maniacally]

[There's a short pause]

Gellert? Washu? China? Macau? Are you all still here?

(Belated post to the last plot. Basically he found a doorway home, died and woke back up in the hospital and now has his canon memories that where originally blocked)


Oct. 8th, 2012 12:28 am
crabbygenius: (Nurse: Happy)
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[It's been awhile Discedo. Have a good view of everyone's favorite genius.  Washu is sitting at her desk in her office at the hospital sorting through papers. A few moments later she lets down a small stack and smiles into her device.]

Out of curiosity, how many people in this city have medical training and to what degree? Can I have a show of hands please~? I want to know who I'm working with now that a few others have disappeared back home.

As for the rest of you, who wants to be a nurse~?

lifewithoutrest: (Default)
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[She had known almost immediately upon waking that everything was not as it had been the night before. For starters, she was no longer the proper gender. If that wasn’t odd enough, closer inspection revealed that the body she now resided in belonged to someone else, someone familiar. If their encounters had been relatively brief.

How fascinating.

When she finally picks up the communicator, residents of Fortuna are greeted with The Doctor, dressed with an oddly feminine touch and a distinctly softer accent.

As much as I appreciate having the opportunity to fully explore the opposite sex, perhaps a bit of warning, next time?

(ooc: Replies will be coming from [personal profile] ineleven.)
itsfondue: (Roughed up)
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[If you're around Discedo, you might notice one very patriotic looking soldier running down the street at a rather fast speed. Well, fast for a human that is. He doesn't look like he'll stop anytime soon, so forgive his rudeness if he runs by without saying hi.

Anyway, everything seems to be working out for him. He even jumps a few times, crossing a rather large distance with each jump. Feeling a little more confident that his abilities have returned, Steve starts to run a little faster. However, this all ends when he sharply turns the corner. He begins to lose his balance and stumbles along the road before crashing through the front window of a convenience store.

Hopefully you weren't picking anything up there.]

Ow... [He sits up and looks around, feeling guilty about ruining another store. Perhaps he should have waited longer...]

[ooc: Steve recently had his chip removed and started to practice in the streets. However, because he is the most graceful super soldier that ever lived, he just ruined one of the windows.



Aug. 22nd, 2012 12:31 pm
wheresperry: (pic#4203500)
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 Alright chumps listen up, because I'm only going to say this once:

I need to know a few things---When was the last time you got a physical, and why the hell have you waited so long to get another one? Especially in a place like this. Just look around, because who knows what god awful diseases are allowed to run rampant and unnoticed here.

Secondly, medical personnel. I need your attention and make it snappy. I'm going to need to meet up with all of you, preferably all at the same time--You know, like a board meeting in the depths of hell. So get your asses over here so we can set up a date that's good for all of us, and get a move on. This isn't something that can wait.
crackpotcrocker: (Lit Crocker Huh)
[personal profile] crackpotcrocker
[The video shows a child, in bell bottoms, a rather funky hair style and a striped orange and white shirt, coughing. Anyone who lives with Denzel might have noticed that he is missing... The child appears rather perplexed on where exactly he is...]

Like where am I, you know? [He eyes around] Like what happened to all the color, man? Someone ought to fix that - Cosmo! Wanda!... Guys? [He looks like he's about to cry but keeps himself from not as he shakes his head]

Just like, try to find out the skinney. There has to be someone around here, you know. I'm going to stay postivie, man.

[Action for Discedo]

[You'll find a small boy, around ten years old, walking around. Possibly, you'll bump into to him or you hear him screaming as he runs from a monster or maybe even he's looking at pairs of things (salt and pepper shaker, etc) in a rather odd manner. Maybe even off in a corner crying.]
allthecoolgear: (I love blowin' stuff up!)
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{The Doctor currently looks extremely pleased.}

Good morning, everyone! Hope you're all doing well and all that. Lovely wedding, last week. Weddings, always fun. {He grins.}

I've got some exciting news, though! I've finally fixed my screwdriver! {Which he then holds up. It's a little bulkier than normal, due to having to use improvised parts.} Now I can help out a bit more. Fix things, make things... Perhaps that's why I'm called the Doctor, eh?


bauhinia: (thought)
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[ Hong Kong has his comm set up for a completely intentional, confessional style video. He's not wandering around or flicking things into buckets of water or filming himself blowing something up. Well, he ought to do that eventually, but not today. ]

So, hey. I didn't realize it yesterday because of all the celebrating and stuff, but it looks like it's been a year since I got here. Doesn't really feel like it. I mean, I seriously never thought I was gonna be here for that long.

Even though it's not that long, I guess. Anyway, I'm just posting this because I kinda wanted to say thanks to everyone. I know this place is like, super ridiculous sometimes, but there's a lotta people who work hard to make it better for us.

So, thanks.

And don't laugh, okay? I'm being serious here.

[ With that, he looks aside, seeming kind of embarrassed. He then ends the feed. ]


Aug. 2nd, 2012 08:38 pm
tardisdiary: (That bow tie)
[personal profile] tardisdiary
As soon as River was back in Discedo, she made her way towards the bar. Usually the time traveler wouldn't drink unless she had a very good reason too. In her book, an encounter with the Weeping Angels that ends in being still alive is a perfect reason to drink. Of course, this was her second encounter with them in how many months? At least this time there was only one of them.

And people lived. More or less.

Once she reaches the bar she simply asks for the strongest drink they got and takes a seat to relax. She's willing to talk to whoever decides to sit down with her really. Just as long as she got to enjoy her drink.

[ooc: It's open to everyone and anyone? Come pester River!]

itsfondue: (Did you mean that?)
[personal profile] itsfondue
[Steve was currently inside the new train that pulled up in the Discedo station. He wanted to explore this newly arrived train that supposedly led them to Lachesistein, although he was pretty sure that this was a trap of some kind. However, he still couldn't ignore the letter that he received from Bucky. If there was even a small chance that his best friend was there, he would instantly take it.

As Steve moved through the train, he noted the interior's conditions, which were mostly terrible. Feel free to bump into him though.]

[Later on, Steve was standing outside as he worked the communicator's video feed. Of course, the darn thing decided to shock him just as he was about to speak.]

Ow- [He tapped the screen for a moment and the video started to film the ground as Steve turned the communicator upside down in order to inspect it more.] Hope I didn't break it already...

[He eventually turned the camera back on him and you can probably see the train in the background.]

Does anyone know more about Lachesistein? A train recently arrived at the Discedo station and it's destined there, but there's no conductor in sight. [Not to mention that it reeked of rotting flesh with bugs crawling everywhere.] ...This entire thing may be a setup.

[Steve looks determined though.] I'm still going. Is anyone else planning to as well?
modernholmes: (stupidly stubborn)
[personal profile] modernholmes
[Good morning Fortuna.  Today you are greeted by a serious faced Conan.  Of course being him, the expression ends up being more adorable than intimidating.]


I've been thinking a lot about how this place works.  

The Watch does a good job helping people, but back home the police force did a lot more.  There was a department for solving crimes that I helped sometimes.  I talked to Mr. Kresnik, and he said that if we found enough interested people, we could try to start a group to do that kind of thing.

It's important, right?  If we could solve crime scenes as soon as possible, then that means we could stop bad people before they can hurt more people.  That's happened sometimes here.

So is there anyone here who has any experience with detective work?  We would need people who know about medicine and science too!
lifewithoutrest: (thinking:  content)
[personal profile] lifewithoutrest
[Helen has spent the past month keeping mostly to herself, trying to give equal time to the hospital in Discedo and the makeshift clinic in Dissimulo, even when she isn’t needed. Her only goal has been to stay busy, try to forget that those responsible for bringing her here had given her daughter back to her only to tear her away again. She isn’t certain she will ever be able to forgive them for that.

This evening, however, that bitterness has given way to something else. Several days previously, she had woken to find her father’s journal on the stand beside her bed, her cello resting nearby. She had played, then, as she has every day since, the music melting the tension, restoring some of her former peace. Every time she plays, she feels more like herself, stronger.

The feed clicks on as she crosses to a chair, gently stroking the instrument, her smile unmistakable. Her fingers automatically find their proper positions, and soon after, she begins to play.
tardisdiary: (Serious)
[personal profile] tardisdiary
Oh I hate them. This is far from funny.

[There's the sound of fabric  rustling before the communication device is knocked to the floor. When the video clicks on, everyone can see River Looking over
two new outfits and... an Apollo space suit from 1969 for some strange reason. For the moment, she's just glaring at the space suit with her arms crossed.  Eventually she shakes her head and moves to shove it away in a closet somewhere just as the com clicks off. ]


Jun. 26th, 2012 09:39 am
schrodingersghost: (fenton - through the window)
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[The video turns on, showing a rather grumpy  teenager staring out at the dismal and wet weather through the window.]

Great.  It's raining.

[He sighs.]

It figures, doesn't it?  So much for setting up the telescope tonight.  Nothing's going to be visible at all.

Anyone want to do anything?  I'm bored.

[Video] - I

Jun. 4th, 2012 11:39 pm
maraudingprongs: (Not Quite Impressed)
[personal profile] maraudingprongs
[There's an eye pressed up close to the screen... or as close as it can get, behind the wall of the glasses that James Potter is always wearing.]

...Bloody Muggle... whatsit...

[Comes the grumbling tone, under his breath. He's clearly not aware that the 'whatsit' is on as he pulls back to fidget with it, giving a last, valiant effort to make sense of it before giving up and tossing it to the ground.

The view now just shows half his head, far above and mostly sky.

He's failed (for the moment) at dealing with strange thing number two: so he'll go back to dealing with strange thing number one!

Which was--...where on earth was he?]

Portkey, maybe? Droll of them. Middle of nowhere, to boot... could at least have the decency to transport me some place pretty if they wanted to have an unfair duel.

[Though, even as he attributes the sudden move to the Death Eaters, he does find it odd that... none are about.

No one is attacking him, really.

'No one attacking' doesn't happen much, mid-war, behind enemy lines.

So if he's not behind enemy lines...]

Merlin... not going to figure it out just standing around here, James. May as well get a move on.

And stop talking to yourself. It's not an attractive quality...

[Really. The invisible people here in he-didn't-know-where might get the impression he was barking mad, if he didn't stop monologuing soon.]

Voice; 004

May. 23rd, 2012 06:58 pm
lifewithoutrest: (side:  uncertainty)
[personal profile] lifewithoutrest
[It has been a few days since things have settled back into relative quiet, leaving behind only memories of those she has so recently encountered. Memories of having her daughter back. After the latest Spectavi broadcast, she's certain this has been simply another cruel trick of their overseers. Her message is simple, quiet; she doesn't have much else to say.]

Perhaps their goal truly is to torture us.

[Turning off the recording, she slips the communicator into her pocket, heading for the door. Perhaps a walk is in order.]
towered: (03 ❀ Locked away here)
[personal profile] towered
[ There's the sound of quiet, fearful breathing. A gasp. Some rustling as she stands and...quickly falls to her knees once more. She doesn't have it in her to stand. ]

I'm---alive? But...[ But how? ]

[ Some time later a text goes out: ]


What day is it?
lifewithoutrest: (distance:  back)
[personal profile] lifewithoutrest
[The sudden influx of people has put Helen somewhat on guard. Things have been quiet since her arrival, and from the impression she had gotten from those around her, such calm was not entirely common. Still, she's far from interested in staying in her apartment all day, or however long this is meant to last. She's never been fond of sitting still.

Concealing her knife and gun, she slowly makes her way down to the street, doing her best to stay out of the crowd as she studies the people milling about.

(ooc: 4th wall post. Feel free to bump into her, literally or figuratively, anywhere in Discedo.)
unionjackass: (Default)
[personal profile] unionjackass
[The broadcast is short, concise, and very, very demanding.]

I need tea, if you please, and as soon as possible. Perhaps a place of, er, employment as well!

Idle hands are of no good to anyone.

[A pause. His green eyes flash with a stern look into the camera.]

[And with that the feed cuts off.]

Video; 002

May. 6th, 2012 05:57 pm
lifewithoutrest: (distance:  instruction)
[personal profile] lifewithoutrest
[This time, Helen is much dryer and feeling much more herself, though she's still somewhat less presentable than she'd prefer.]

While it seems my arrival wasn't at the best of times, things appear to have settled for the moment. But since it would seem I won't be leaving anytime in the near future, I would appreciate directions to wherever I might be needed. A clinic, perhaps.
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