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[ When the feed starts, there's a long pause-- it's filled by the typical sounds of the island, mostly birds and a little bit of surf if you listen close enough. Dirk is actually unsure as to whether or not he's actually successfully turned on the voice function, but after a while decides to go ahead and start speaking on the off chance that he did. ]

Apologies in advance for not actually being capable of filtering portions of this recording to certain individuals. My current state isn't doing much for that shit, to say the least.

As a preemptive note, trying to avoid your respective mirrors? Does not actually work, in the long run.

[ Another pause, though brief. ]

English. A moment, if you would.

Dave, I have a pair of glasses for you.

[ Nevermind that they were actually going to be for himself, but he... kind of can't make more, at the moment, so he figures he should give them to Dave.

A third pause, long but not as long as the first, before the feed ends.
]
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[personal profile] goodboybestshot
Now wait just a dag nab second here!
I know this dream nonsense is supposed to be a walk along the surreal side but this is taking it a mite far dont you think strider?
Unless you have some ulterior motives here.
Which would not surprise me one blasted bit!!

But even i have to admit this doesn't look like your shtick bro.
So come out ok?
Whats going on??


[ Jake's permissions are here! Let me know if his font is not okay.]
lightonhisfeet: (Yeah. That thing was....yeah.)
[personal profile] lightonhisfeet
Yeah, so. Read the letter and all that, but I still don't really get what's going on. Was I kidnapped or...is this a joke...I don't know, I guess I would appreciate it if someone explained just what's going on--

[ Not that waking up in a strange place
wearing clothing that you're not entirely comfortable with is the most certain thing in the world as it is. He has a right to be confused! And it's not like the letter explained much more than 'btw you're Hunahpu or whatever'. Sheesh. Talk about a situation.

Confusion aside, Bolin's taken to looking at his communicator mirror from a number of angles. Huh...he can't say he's ever seen something like this before. ]

--Well. If anyone is really there, I mean. The letter said this was for communication? Which seems a little weird, but I'm not about to complain. Nnnot really sure if I'm using it right, so I could be talking to myself. But! I have some hope that there are people....here. Listening to me.




Actually, if someone is there, could you point me towards some actual clothing? The weird hat-things are cool and all, but I would like a shirt. And something that isn't a skirt or short...skirt-like thing. Yeah.


[ House-mates will hear some ruckus from Bolin's room as he digs through it looking for something less-revealing. Should you guys go to investigate, you'll find his room is scattered with not!skirts, weird headdresses and jewelry. Bolin's taken to trying  the different headdresses on because really, it doesn't look like he's getting real clothes any time soon, so why not.

They were kind of cool anyway. ]

[text]

May. 10th, 2012 01:26 pm
[personal profile] hammerkind
augh!!

so not only am i dead.
i am also rained on.
this place fucking sucks.
the afterlife is LAME.
this is not what i thought it'd be at all.
i was expecting, like. fuzzy wings and fluffy clouds and all of that.
but i guess that would be lame too if it was just exactly what i was expecting.
whatever, still shitty.

also this computer thing sucks too.
okay, no, it's actually kind of awesome.
i'm just trying to be grumpy.
a touch screen that looks like a mirror?? brilliant.
i wish it were another color but this is ok too, i guess.

anyways i am wearing weird clothes.
where is my awesome tux? i really liked that.
though i guess it was kind of ruined anyways. :(
but dude. it is majorly creepy to think someone changed me while i was asleep.

... so uh. a lot of people are here, it seems like.
i'm john. who are you?


[ text replies will be in blue; i will match your format if you don't want text! permissions linked on profile. ]
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[personal profile] ohcaptain
[ It takes him a little bit to figure out the communicator, but when he does, there is a rather disgruntled looking Mako on the other end. Seriously who thought it'd be okay to put him in a white dress. ]

I don't know who is responsible for this. Bolin. Korra. But I want my clothes back, especially my scarf.

[ A small grumble about how this isn't funny and about how Bolin needed to grow up a little. ]

Anyway, what is this about me being someone called Snow White? I don't remember getting into something like this...
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[personal profile] curedvirtuoso
[There's a soft click followed by soft music, as Marie opens the compact with some trepidation. There’s a surprised ‘Oh!’ before she speaks. She wasn’t expecting any of that to happen when she opened the compact. The accidental visual that shows is a rather pretty young woman with her light brown hair pulled back in a very pretty braid and the start of what looks like a lovely medieval dress on her shoulders.]

Oh, well, that’s a lovely song, but, but where am I?


[Marie’s head turns to the side, looking around. When she speaks again her voice is louder. She’s clearly looking for someone else in the room.]

Is anyone there?

[Her voice starts to quiver when no one answers. It's very worrying after all, being in a place you don't know or yet understand, being forced into clothing that you’ve never seen before. She turns around completely, hoping that somehow, someone will answer her.]
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[personal profile] centurial
[ When the feed begins, it's evident that Korra doesn't realize that she's being recorded. She's walking around, carrying the compact with her and investigating the house she woke up in. Judging by the color of the walls and ceiling, she's in the rose district. ]

This is stupid-- Naga? Tenzin? Pema? Spirits, please let someone be here, even Meelo... [ There's the sound of paper crumpling, as she fists her other hand not holding the compact. ]

... Mako? Bolin? [ Her voice's become quieter, wavers a bit because oh, spirits, she's alone here, isn't she. What if Amon's behind this? Though, 'Rulers' is a bit far off from 'Equalists.' ]

Hello? Anyone?
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[personal profile] ex_inherit667
so basically i just got kidnapped.
and now i'm stuck being a hair or a hare or something like that.
and it's actually kind of really lame, because i was right in the middle of Awesome Things that were really awesome!
by which i mean i was totally on a ship flying through space/time and it was super cool.
(and sort of boring, bluh.)
but it was kind of important that i was there.
so if i could go back, that would be pretty great. :B
unless this is one of those dreambubble things.
which, btw, seem really weird.

oh, right.
i had a question!
has anyone heard of dave strider or rose lalonde or jade harley?
or maybe vriska or karkat!
um... are any of you guys here?
because that would be super cool and make this whole thing a little less lame.


( ooc; again, permissions for the obnoxious blue courier are here.)

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[personal profile] aneurysms
[Karkat has not been sleeping (again - or well, save for the nice little magical catnap he hadn't wanted).

He's looking a lot more irritable than usual; bags deep set under his eyes and a frown strained with frustration. He's been on his own for a while - and though he won't admit it, being on his own is unsettling. If he looks a little taller, it's because he's taken a surprising growth spurt (just a few inches).

His point of business, however, is this: ]


Irie, Strider. I need you assholes to get in contact.

[He pauses to rub his eyes, trying to ward off a headache. ]

Also these fucking houses are too big. I don't know how you humans live in them. Everything fucking echoes, the fuck is up with that? Anyway - do any of you know how to sew? I've got holes every fucking where.
[identity profile] nooksucker.livejournal.com
I REALISE MY NEWLY FOUNDED ROLE AS THE FUCKING CLOWN WHISPERER HAS GIVEN ME SOME SPACE TO CALM MY METAPHORICAL MILK GLOBES – OR AS CERTAIN SHADES WEARING DOUCHEBAGS WOULD SAY, CALM MY TITS – I’D STILL LIKE TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON
ooc cut for grey courier )
[identity profile] crystalanthemum.livejournal.com
oh wow...
this isnt even a little where i meant to teleport to!!!
i think i might have messed up my aim........
but where is this, anyway??
i dont think its anywhere ive ever seen :o


OOC cut for lime green courier )
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[personal profile] ex_shouchan380
[ The video turns on to a red haired man in a toga, lined with gold. He doesn't look happy, but more nervous and skeptical, as he speaks ]

So I assume everyone here is new as well, judging by the posts I've seen so far on this communicator.

I guess I will assume the role of Apollo, though that is highly unlikely. Not that mythology is untrue, but someone just cannot become a god. That's just ridiculous.

[ now he looks a little unsure, even more nervous then before. Shouichi runs a hand through his hair, and his voice speaks quietly ]

However, I was wondering if someone could tell me how in the world I get away from the girl in my house? She seems to be obsessed with my hair, which I'm not even sure she can see.
[identity profile] b34uty.livejournal.com
[ Terezi? She's going to be licking the communicator at first, so the video function? Sure is activated! But she manages to switch it to text soon after that. So really, there's only a small glimpse of a gray-skinned troll on the video feed! ]

1V3 B33N H3R3 FOR 4 WH1L3 BUT H4V3NT R34LLY S33N TH3 PO1NT 1N US1NG TH1S TH1NG
3XC3PT NOW 1 GU3SS MOR3 P3OPL3 4R3 SHOW1NG UP
SO M4YB3 1TLL F1N4LLY B3 US3FUL
1M T3R3Z1 4ND MOST OF YOU T4ST3 D1ST1NCTLY HUM4N


ooc; troll text translation )
[identity profile] thewindything.livejournal.com
my friend artemis already put up a post apologizing but since this was also my fault i am putting one up, too.
i am really sorry we got everyone in trouble!!
i don't know what they are talking about in the flyer but it gives me a bad feeling!
this whole p


[ And then suddenly video pops on. Looks like he dropped the stupid compact and the video function turned on. A distant "Oh goddammit!" can be heard before hands are reaching out to pick it back up. You get a view of his face, which is annoyed and his donkey ears, which are pressed flat against his head in his distress.]

Shit, how do I turn this back off?

Whatever. Everyone just be careful! They could try to curse everyone else like they did us!
[identity profile] notsofowl.livejournal.com
[ the video turns on to Artemis looking less then pleased with his new articles. The donkey ears are drooped slightly because he's feeling a little guilty. ]

I have to apologize to all of you for my idiocy. The Rulers were less then pleased of our approach and I didn't find out anything. John, Dave, thank you for your assistance with my plan.

[ a pause, five taps on the desk while he thinks ]

I believe I will have to research more on these Rulers, as well as the assistants, Justice and Judgment, from the flyers. Hopefully, I will be able to yield better, accurate results then my foolhardy mission proved.

[ a longer pause, then he turns off the video ]
[identity profile] falteringfires.livejournal.com
[Suddenly, there is a gray face streaked with orange tears beaming over the communication devices. Look at that face. It's the happiest face you will ever see. Why? He will tell you why.]

I, I have legs! L-look! [There's a pause, then the device tilts down to green cargo shorts and bare feet. Toes wiggle to the sound of laughter, then he dances around - at least until his feet tangle up in themselves and he goes crashing to the floor with a yelp. He drops the communicator and it goes scuttling across the floor, and he keeps laughing anyway.]

I have legs, and they, they work, and I'm alive! I w-was sure that Vriska had killed me, but I'm not dead and I have legs and I'm kind of dressed funny and there was this slip of paper talking about someone called, Peter Pan, but I'm alive and I have legs and there's no Vriska to antagonize me, probably, and, and-!

[Flailing, especially of the feet. Having legs is like the best thing ever. Then he stops and pushes himself up, grabbing the communicator and holding it up to his face]

Oh, I should, uhh, probably introduce myself, yeah, because I don't know if anyone I know is here, though I guess I kind of assumed someone would be, huh? I'm Tavros Nitram! Hi!
[identity profile] thewindything.livejournal.com
ok so i am pretty sure that this is a really shitty prank.
and by that i mean come on!
it's really not nice to just kidnap people.
some people have really important stuff to do back where they came from!

as fun as dressing up and rping as king arthur sounds i really do need to go.
please?
see!! i am even asking nice!
if i don't go back one of my friends will get hit by a meteor!


[Backdated to the day before, actually sob.]

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