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21 December 2009 @ 08:44 am
I'm sorry, I saw this headline and I couldn't resist the sort of punnish nature of this.  Okay, it isn't really a pun.  And it may not really be funny.  But it made me smirk.  And it is Monday.  And I needed something to get me through the day. from: www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2009/12/091218094633.htm

Physicist Sees Through the Opaque With 'T-Rays'

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Current Location: work, shh don't tell
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Pandora
 
 
21 December 2009 @ 08:41 am
ADAUGEO
The Story
Good morning. Did you sleep well? Good, because upon waking up, you will find yourself in an eerily dark, barren desert completely unlike any place you've ever been before. Your flesh-and-bone body will be gone, leaving you a spirit resembling your former self. Welcome to Zero Hour; a kind of hell unlike any other.

But you do have a choice. You can escape Zero Hour - and being a spirit forever - if you pay a small price. By giving up something important, you can gain a body ... and access to the mystical world of Adaugeo, a world connected to the one you are so familiar with.

Within Adaugeo, there are four separate sections, one representing each season. Within these segments, people carry out what most normal humans would consider a normal life - eating, working, playing ... and occasionally fighting. Unless you have deemed it otherwise, you still have the powers you once had in your home world ... and so does everybody else living around you.

Once you have gained a body and been assigned to a segment of this foreign place, you will also be sent to a place to live, receive a communication device, and a small bracelet with a tag that reads Collect all four charms, and you may make a wish. This is followed by four small pictures - a snowflake, a flower, a sun, and a leaf. The guardian spirit of your new home has graced you with this, as well as the opportunity to go on quests and participate in tournaments should you enjoy a good fight. There's just one rule - you may not wish to go home. Because no matter how hard you try, it won't work.

Anyways, you'd better get comfortable here. After all, you're going to be here for a very, very long time.
The Summary
Adaugeo is a multi-fandom canon RP.

Your characters can be pulled from pretty much anything, as long as they're not your own OCs. Basically, your character is stripped of their body and sent to a different world called Adaugeo. In order to get their body back, they have to give up something important, like memories or items or ... whatever you want, really, as long as it's important.

They'll then be sent to a 'segment' of Adaugeo to work, play, fight, and essentially, live in like modern society would.
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21 December 2009 @ 01:33 am
two.  
I am aware that the flavor of the week is inquiries and announcements about Christmas, but I was wondering.

Are there artists among us? I've been toying with the idea of sponsoring a show, and collecting has been a hobby of mine for a while now.
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 10:51 pm
BRB, MEXICO.

While you guys enjoy walking in your winter wonderland, but I'm going to go ahead and pass on it for a while, 'kay? And by "I'm", I mean Abby, Brenda, and Mark, too. It'll be during Christmas, too, so MERRY CHRISTMAS in advance! I'm coming back with stuff for you guys, and you will like it because...I said so. Levels of tackiness may vary. You have been warned.

Speaking of tacky stuff, if you want really awful postcards, drop me a mailing address in here! If it's anything like the Mexico I know? There's bound to be some real winners to send out.

In the event that I'm needed back here ASAP? Scarab says it'd take about...well, at least forty minutes. With the vomit-inducing rockets. So there's that. But when there's a teleporter on team, my stomach shouldn't have to suffer, right?

But until some other panic strikes? This Beetle's going to try to not stress for at least...an hour. An hour'd be good.


[filtered to CASA DEL BLUE BEETLE]

Sasami, Duck? Think you can take care of the cat for me? She shouldn't bother you too much if I keep my sock drawer open for her to lay around in.

I'll see you guys in ten or twelve days! Or...whenever we get back!


[filtered to BRENDA]

You sure you wanna drive? That blizzard pretty much spanked the roads up here, and I don't think snow driving was ever a part of getting a license in the state of Texas. Just saying.


[filtered to METABEE]

Your thoughts on brightly-colored hats, my good man?
 
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 10:12 pm
[This particular communicator turns on in the middle of THE BIGGEST AND MOST HILARIOUS-SOUNDING CRASH EVER! Unfortunately, although it's set to video, all it's showing is the blank ceiling above. Were you in the room at the time, you would have been able to see the dinky armless girl whipping out her hair...tacles to find a surface which she could use to brace herself, accidentally overturning a bin full of communicators, and then faceplanting, but since you were not there ha ha ha, suck it, context is for the weak. As the din dies down, it starts to pick up a young-sounding but intense and very agitated female voice instead!]

Damn it, no, you idiot! Why now? I--oh.

[DEAD SILENCE FOR A FEW SECONDS; the machine continues to go "state your hero alias hurrdydurrdydurr", which she is clearly ignoring. When the voice comes again, it's more collected, but also more childlike.]

One of them is on, isn't it? What a shame. I was hoping I wouldn't have to reveal myself again so early, but there's no helping it now.

[Whoever that voice belongs to rifles through the communicator's general viewing area with, uh, what is almost certainly not an arm. It looks more like a tendril of hair, for the five seconds where it's actually visible and not moving too fast to be noticeable at all, and then there's just a jumble of surfaces and metal as the comm is yanked roughly across the room and clatters down in front of the speaker. She's a little girl with long brown hair, visible only from the neck up, but the camera can't exactly hide the fact that she, uh, has no arms below the elbows. She's obviously lying down, one cheek flat against the floor, but is lifting her head ~*~as much as she can~*~ (this is a lie, she could stand up if she wanted to, etc. but you can't blame her for trying to look more vulnerable than she actually is okay :|), and the expression on her face is like... exactly what you'll find in the dictionary if you look up "defiant." Her cheeks might be a little tear-glazed, but man, who's keeping track?]

Does anyone still remember me? I wonder.

[Gritting her teeth hard, she grins at the camera.]

Hello again, heroes.
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 08:30 pm
Apparently I'm an idiot.

But, I'm an idiot with a lot more money than I thought I had.

Anyone has any suggestions about how to spend it? My instincts are very, uhm, ridiculous about this right now sooo I figured asking for ideas couldn't go wrong.
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 06:57 pm
::is holding the chain to his dog tags disinterested in view of the camera::

Is there a point to these? There has to be a reason that machine dispensed them. One of you has to know why.

I'm also here to announce that the first KaibaCorp satellite is up. Holographic abilities of the duel disks will work everywhere in the city now. It will take more than a childish prank to stop them this time.

The special price ends after this month, so you'd better hurry if you want one.
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 07:23 pm



"Gotham City is Manhattan below Fourteenth Street at eleven minutes past midnight on the coldest night in November." - Dennis O'Neil

~~~

You find yourself standing in the middle of a dark, empty street. The air is cold, and the wind that cuts over the pavement is icy as it slices through your clothing, chilling you almost instantly to the bone. A brief glance around tells you that you're in a city. You can see the shadows of the buildings rising up all around you, each with a smattering of glowing windows that cast a pale nimbus of light down onto the street below. But it doesn't quite make up for the areas of darkness where the streetlights have gone out, and the longer you stand there, the unfriendlier the city feels.

It's not long before the silence is broken by a loud booming crack, and soon the wail of sirens drowns out everything else. The hiss of your breath. The beat of your heart. The echoes of that first sound that might be more than merely noise rebounding off the concrete and glass around you.

You have no idea how you got here. You're not even certain you know where here is. But already you know that it's dangerous. Perhaps even hostile. The smart thing to do would be to get off the street. Get help. Find shelter. Figure out what the hell's going on.

The first part is easy. Grab the first civilized, friendly-looking person you see. You'll be told that this is Gotham City, and that there's a Batman that watches over it. The pedestrian will also point you in the direction of the nearest shelter where someone can help you get your bearings.

It's the rest of it that's the killer. Because there's something strange afoot in Gotham City, and not even the residents know what it is. Maybe the Batman does. Or maybe he doesn't. That's the riddle, isn't it? That's the joke. And the punch line lies somewhere in Arkham, in the minds of the lunatics occasionally contained within it.

Better make yourself at home. It looks like you're going to be here a while.


~~~

Knights of Gotham is a panfandom, gothic horror roleplaying game set in modern day Gotham City. Open to fandom and original characters alike, this is a plot-driven game intended for mature audiences 18 years of age and older. In-depth knowledge of the Batman universe is not required, though a general idea of the characters and atmosphere of the city may be helpful.


Information: Rules | FAQ | City Info
Characters: Taken | Reserved | Application | Hiatus
Communities: Main | Logs | OOC | News


 
 
20 December 2009 @ 04:07 pm
So... it's pretty obviously almost the holidays. And I'm guessing a lot of you celebrate Christmas - but a lot of you also probably don't! I mean, we're... you know, the Ported, are a pretty diverse group, with all the... the aliens, and stuff.

Anyway what I'm trying to get at here is if you do celebrate Christmas, recycling the giftwrap is great. If your district says it's okay, cause a lot don't, so, um, check, I guess. But anyway. That's a step in the right direction. Buuuut a lot of people try to recycle everything, except foil paper and tissue paper and all the bows you can't really do that with. Just... kinda a PSA there. Thought some people might wanna know. If you didn't already! Which is great! Personally, I like to wrap stuff in old newspaper, which is a lot more cost effective and easy to deal with even if it looks kinda gross, but then the person getting it'll know just what to do with it, right?

[cLUNKY topic change] So, um... I'm gonna sound like such a jerk here, but... did anybody ever post about - about Melter, and Coat of Arms, being ported out? Cause, it was a while ago, and I don't know, but I just. Don't.

I'm really, really sorry to any of their friends.
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 06:02 pm
[info]cambridge_acad

WANTED
Ray Toro
Mikey Way
Jo Trohman
Andy Hurley
Bert McCracken
Quinn Allman
Travis McCoy
Alex Gaskarth
Chris Pine
Jac Vanek
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 06:03 pm
Desire?


I keep looking for our sisters but they aren't here....


They should be here, don't you think?



[and then there was
this]
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 06:01 pm
nearly the equinox now

'bout that time again

who wants to hear

a story
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 04:49 pm
[In the camera shot is Dazzler and Archangel. They're sitting on a giant bed surrounded by at least a couple dozen pillows. They're all different colours and sizes, but there are so. Many. Of them. Warren is looking at the comm and speaks first.]

So we took some advice from Squirrel Girl a couple of months ago and spent some free time making pillows. We've got a couple dozen and figured we'd donate them to Arsenic for her homeless shelter.

[Alison's hugging one against her chest, and nods along happily.] They're really good pillows, I promise!

That's right! They're the softest pillows you'll find anywhere; they completely put department stores to shame. Just don't ask where we got all the feathers from...

[Ali smirks a little and her light powers emit a few sparkles through the air.]

So, yeah, a bunch of free pillows in time for Christmas. I hope it helps out some.

Except this one! I want to keep it.

[Warren just laughs]

Oh shush, you.
[/End Public Video]


X-Men Filter )
 
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 03:52 pm
Why does bad news always seem to come around the happiest times of year?


It just... isn't fair.
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 02:48 pm
[[The video turns on to show Mytho, finally rescued and restored, wearing his usual white button down shirt. The background of the video, may seem a little odd to the observant, as it's not the usual backdrop of Ben's studio, but a bedroom somewhere else. The observant may also notice the subtle hint of red in Mytho's golden eyes.]]

The feeling of wanting to hurt someone... What is it? How do I stop feeling it...?
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 11:06 am
[ Abby has her hands pressed to both sides of her face, looking horribly distraught and making a miserable hnnnnnnnnnn before her hands shift up to cover her eyes and-- ]

Homygoooooood.

I can't believe this is happening.

This is so-- So--

Hghhh.

[ She throws her hands up. ]

I-I'm not the City Halo champion anymore!
 
 
Current Mood: distressed
Current Music: Amy Studt - Misfit | Powered by Last.fm
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 11:44 am
[info]spellbound_cafe WANTS YOU!!!  
Spellbound Cafe: A Panfandom AU RPG

In the crowded city of Melanore, a prestigious city of magic that is invisible to those without the Spark, there is an infamous cafe that sits at the corner of Spacious Street and Buglore Street.

Spellbound Cafe, as it is called, is a three story tall building constructed of the strongest magical gingerbread available. It is the home of the best pastries, cakes, coffee and teas in the entire world of magic.

Why is it infamous then?

Every once in a while when the main baker of the cafe disappears for a well deserved vacation, his replacement would take charge and produce defective cakes that spit rainbows and sneeze rabbits. On several occasions, the cakes have changed the gender of lucky patrons and even the colour of their skin. Of course, the effects are always temporary and only lasts about a day or so, thus no one has ever questioned why the replacement have not been fired yet. But still, it has made the patrons of Spellbound Cafe rather wary of the cakes as they never know when the baker waddles off for his vacation.

And you, who had been whisked away to the world of magic once your Spark was discovered, end up in the city of Melanore one day, hearing the latest mishaps from this peculiar cafe.

Curiosity roused, you decide that it shouldn't be so bad if you just visited and try some of those rumored cakes.

You put on your shoes, stuff your keys into your pocket and head out the door.





Rules | Characters | Application | Contact Information
Melanore Information| OOC Community




GAME DOESN'T START UNTIL JANUARY 3RD; APPS ARE OPEN!
 
 
20 December 2009 @ 11:41 am
Given the current situation, my newfound body's inability to cope with my standard working procedures and hours, and a general lacking of catch-up time, I once again require assistance from this network. Particulars include:


•The names associated to network communicator identification numbers of local and global law enforcement, past and present (taking into consideration the revolving door effect some of the imported experience).
•Likewise, the names present and past criminals in the vicinity, regardless of network access.
•I would also ask for an inclusion of any particular data one would find necessary to have prior to engaging such persons.
•Present and past metahuman coalitions. I have no doubt that this many empowered people has already led to groups not unlike the Justice League/Society. Locations are not required, though I would appreciate the primary contacts in the event of a crisis requiring their aid.
•Any estimations, or at least somewhat researched, import/export data on the machine that may exist.


As my data begins to collect and develop, I extend offers of assistance to the appropriate groups with interests in law enforcement and regulation. My primary tasks prior to my abduction included such things as information handling/organization, Lantern management and protocol. Without criticizing the current status of any one group, I do stress my value in these facets, and am willing to assist, however permanent my stay may be. In that regard, my work shall be styled to be more accessible to any replacement in the future as need be.

Until my ring can be located, I am not in a condition to perform my standard Lantern duties out in the field. Once found, however, I will not abandon my proposed tasks. I will adapt, as all must.

Your attention and assistance is greatly appreciated.
 
 
 
 

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