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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. |
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. |
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.
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.
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?
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.
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.
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.
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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.
WANTED
Ray Toro
Mikey Way
Jo Trohman
Andy Hurley
Bert McCracken
Quinn Allman
Travis McCoy
Alex Gaskarth
Chris Pine
Jac Vanek
I keep looking for our sisters but they aren't here....
They should be here, don't you think?
[and then there was this]
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 )
It just... isn't fair.
The feeling of wanting to hurt someone... What is it? How do I stop feeling it...?
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!

| 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 |
•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.


