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Right outside the gate device on the Obs Deck, quite inconveniently located for people with a tendency to trip over such things, lay a large tome.
On the front cover, a face sat rigidly immobile. Eyes shut, mouth frozen, it might as well have been simply drawn on for all that it showed no reactivity to the environment or external stimuli.
To those who know the Overlord, well, that book was indeed the Sacred Tome. But was it still Zetta? For all intents and purposes, the Overlord appeared to have checked out.
[Just the start of a little plot. Respondents are encouraged to thread in pairs, because the book won't be responding no matter what you do.] | |
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|| Attention, crew, Attention. All personnel who wish to attend the funeral of Howard Bassem and Cedric Diggory, please report to the Observation Deck. ||
Once again, the Observation Deck is prepared for a sending-off of the dead. A hard pod containing Howard's body sits in the center of the room, with a much smaller pod containing Cedric's wand sitting beside it. The observation window is open, showing the attending crew a stunning view of a nearby fiery red star: the final resting place of the two fallen crew members.
Before the launch, though, there are goodbyes to be said. - Tags:!location: obs deck, !status: open, anwei ayles, applejack, barbara wright, billy cranston, cole macgrath, crematia, goliath, hank pym, hououji fuu, ian chesterton, janet van dyne, karis needleteeth, kaya, kon-el, morgan knight, rarity, sabrina, sirius black
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Even though Sabrina seldom used the Sensoriums, she knew for her sake and her Pokemon that Sabrina should see if the site atrracted anyone besides her. She didn't get angry often, but what 'Tyrant' had said to got under her skin. She was Sabrina, one of Kanto's Gym Leaders and a simple nobody caused her to feel this way! She was no warrior or fighter but she knew her own skills helped the crew in her own small way. The image of Saffron Gym stood in the background as she stood nearby the entrance, undamaged unlike the one that stood in the city. | |
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The television in La Casa Smize lights up.
Tyrantmail,
Now, you will meet with the judges. Two will continue on to become the Multiverse's Next Top Model.
Fiercely in Love, Tyrant
The remaining contestants are ushered into the judging room, where the judges sit on their thrones made of sequins and houndstooth. Noted Fashion Photographer Nigel prods Talleyho with a stick to wake him up.
"This week you took a stand against commodifying women's bodies!" Tyrant says in a voice that just leaks self-importance. "But did you make art? Let's take a look at your best shots."
The screen behind the judges lights up with a photo of each pair of contestants as the judges deliver their assessment. | |
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The TV screen in La Casa Smize lights up again.
Tyrantmail,
You can't buy class, but you can buy soda!
Fiercely in Love, Tyrant
The remaining contestants are hustled away to their first photoshoot. The set, unfortunately, has no beautiful backdrops or glamorous outfits for the contestants to wear. Instead, it is a dingy store-room with an empty claw machine. A few stylists mill about, carrying nude-colored spandex bodysuits and setting up the mirrors for the contestants.
Jay Emmanuel rushes up to greet the contestants. "Hello, models! Today we're going to be protesting the commodification of women's bodies by presenting you all as naked and for purchase in a giant claw machine! Now, I know this is your first photoshoot, but it's going to be very. Tricky. Because. It's going to be a group photoshoot! Which means that you're going to be in groups of two, stuffed into that vending machine and doing as many different poses as you can!"
Jay does not seem even slightly aware of the irony of this photoshoot.
"Alright, models, get to work!" | |
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The television in the living room lights up.
Tyrant Mail,
However many models will appear for judgment. However many minus a few will remain in the competition.
Fiercely in love, Tyrant
The contestants are then led from the mansion to the judging room. The judges sit behind a long counter with a screen behind them to replay the highlights from the runway challenge. - Tags:!location: planetside, !status: closed, angie spica, aya brea, cedric diggory, rachel berenson, ruffnut thorston, sabrina, simon, sirius black, stephen valkonan
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The TV flashes with a new message.
Tyrant Mail,
If you want to win, you can't be chicken!
Fiercely in Love, Tyrant
After some time to change into their now-mandatory 8-inch heels, contestants are led to an stiflingly hot arena where 'devoted fans' (i.e. confused people prodded into the auditorium by casting agents) are watching. A giant catwalk, made to look like a barbecue with real flames and coals, rolls out before them. At its feet giant fried chicken-themed thrones hold the judges, all of whom are surrounded by fans buffeting their hair about and keeping them from getting a thick shellack of sweat.
"Contestants!" Jay Emmanuel strides up to them, impossibly-perfect skin still smooth and dry. He may, in fact, be part android. "Let's get you to styling! For your challenge today. You have to embody the spirit. Of fighting animal cruelty by dressing as a couture piece of poultry and strutting your stuff! Get it? Strut?"
The contestants are led away by the stylists, with the knowledge that their number will be at least one fewer by the end of the challenge.
[OOC: I will continue to backtag makeover threads for as long as you like!] - Tags:!location: planetside, !status: closed, angie spica, aya brea, cedric diggory, clef, rachel berenson, ruffnut thorston, sabrina, sirius black, soren
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Stacy sends out the call for certain crew members to present themselves at the decks. Once they are all rounded up, they are presented with the following information before being shuffled off into a shuttle to the nearby plant.
Planet Designation: Exotic Location Status: Terrestrial. Non-sentient life: Wild flora and fauna has been all much eliminated by homo sapiens. Domesticated flora and fauna present in limited quantities. Semi-Sentient Life: Yes. Sentient Life: Homo Sapiens. Water: 89.3% of the planet's surface. Climate: Earth-like Landscape: Dense cities on all land masses except 'photo shoot' regions. Air: Normoxic concentration. Air Pressure: 89.6 kPa = 13 psi Sky: Orange, with variable cloud cover. Sun: A class G2V, white star. Mission: Diplomatic mission with ruler Tyrant Banks for 'confidential, fierce information regarding the Ohm'.
The shuttle takes the scenic route, passing over cities filled with skyscrapers and billboards the size of small towns. Finally, it lands on the outskirts of one city, between the downtown and the beach. The shuttle docks, and the doors open to a room with black walls and a single flatscreen television at the far end. No doors are in sight.
On the television, a black and white PowerPoint seems to have been set up. It reads:
TYRANTMAIL,
Your welcome gift will be a real heavenly surprise!
Fiercely in Love, Tyrant
The message is accompanied by a jpeg of Tyrant Banks riding a motorcycle in the tundra while wearing a bikini. She looks incredibly fierce. - Tags:!location: planetside, !status: closed, angie spica, asuka langley soryu, aya brea, cazali, cedric diggory, clef, punchy, rachel berenson, ruffnut thorston, sabrina, sirius black, soren
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Nothing felt quite so good as to have a project on its way. If this one features slightly less graphical and arbitrary annihilation of all sense and reason to the universe so that his will and desires may stand paramount in all creation, it's no less important or relevant for all that.
Aibghalien has set aside a few of what appear to be practice areas for interviews and assessments, hoping these are large enough to use for any demonstrations necessary. If not, the courtyard outside allows plenty of space for particularly pyrotechnical displays.
[OOC: Those willing to help interview may start their own threads for people to comment on (but Abby would like to get your own lists!) If your character would have come, but you aren't able to thread it out for any reason, just put the information in the Handwaved thread for later compilation.] | |
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In an area centered around a large stadium, Happy Happy Fun World's celebration of one of the multiverse's many popular pastimes sat. CAPTCHABEASTS: Hafta Claim 'Em All. A sport, and widespread multimedia franchise, where people caught little semi-sentient super powered animals and had them beat the crud out of each other. Aside from Captchaland's Stadium, there were several other attractions. Musical Shows with singing Jinglyfluff's, a Merry-Go-Round where you could ride seats based on on some of the larger four-legged Captchabeasts instead of horses, Bumper Cars based on two teams of villains from the popular Captchabeasts animated holoshow, a Ferris Wheel with CaptchaCrate based cars, and a rollercoaster based on the legendary Skyzacoatl that looped over the stadium itself, among others. If you were feeling particularly adventurous and competitive, or just wanted to watch a battle, there was the aforementioned stadium. Spectators went through the main entrance, while a smaller doorway was reserved for competitors. [ooc: Creatures to base the attractions on, or just make up your own. http://seedpedia.pbworks.com/w/page/26615129/List%20of%20Cappers] | |
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The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their numbers. After the revelation that their worlds are gone, many of them are even more eager to see people they knew from home. Several people are set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicoms and comm rings. They are also told they must read information about their current situation and a survival guide with their new omnicom. New crew-mates might see a tall dragonish guy with wings (but don't call him that) and purple girl among their number. There are also several authoritative-looking figures ready to introduce themselves. There's a lot to tell the new people. It's going to be a lot to take in. [ooc: Only new characters and Command Staff can start new threads for introductions, to limit the number of threads. Everyone else, just tag in and have your guys greet the newbies.]- Tags:!ai, !location: obs deck, !plot: pod release, aerith gainsborough, aeryn sun, alanna, allenby beardsley, angie spica, ashley j. williams, aya brea, azula, beastboy, billy cranston, castiel, cedric diggory, chell, clef, cloud strife, daja kisubo, daniel jackson, diana ladris, elisa maza, erhart, eva, farseer alastirra, gaignun kukai jr./rubedo, gandrayda, grif, hank pym, harry potter, hawke, hogan bight/crucible, hououji fuu, howard bassem, ian chesterton, izumi orimoto, jamie mccrimmon, janet van dyne, jenny, jinx, jiraiya, john crichton, kang, kanoe zouichi, karina lyle/blue rose, keith goodman/sky high, ken ichijouji, kotetsu t kaburagi/wild tiger, kriem, kyladriss, linsha majere, luca, mark allan/molten man, maxine hunkel/cyclone, metacrisis doctor, miyako inoue, miyuki itsumi, n'tho 'sraom, nightwing, nikolas kamarov/winter, okumura rin, okumura yukio, orochimaru, pinkie pie, princess celestia, punchy, rachel berenson, rarity, red savarin, red xiii (nanaki), ren akiyama, ruffnut thorston, sabrina, sam winchester, sandy marko, setsuna f. seiei, shinn asuka, shion uzuki, shoutarou hidari, simon, sirius black, sofia, sumeragi lee noriega, takato matsuda, tenel ka djo, terry mcginnis, tetsuwan atom/astro boy, the master, tim drake/red robin, tsunade, vala mal doran, vega obscura, wash, yzak jule
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Before the battle at Lirath five people had seemingly disappeared, but now it seemed they had been wandering Glados' mazes in a bit of an annoyance to two of them. Dustin took it in stride, and Sabrina had done her best to keep her emotions in check. However Mark Allan and Ashley Williams were not happy. Neither one trusted the AI at all, and Ashley in particular hated her with a passion.
"I swear that damned AI just likes to push us too far!"
Mark nodded grimly. "If I could control my powers, I'd like to see how much heat she can resist before melting... Someday Glados. Someday..."
Dustin gave a shrug to Sabrina. it was obvious they were not going to let that go. But they had other concerns. "Dudes. I think we've got bigger problems than Glados. We have to find out what we missed." Sabrina didn't say anything but silently agreed with the Ninja Storm Ranger.
[ooc: for those who wanted to speak to a certain character, just put his or her name in the subject.] | |
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The City didn't have weather as most people knew it, but it was nonetheless a beautiful day - warm weather with a nice breeze, Stacy's sun-equivalent shining in the sky... almost as if it was reflecting the emotions of at least one of the ship's crew. In the middle of the Park, someone had set up a little white lattice archway amongst the hedgerows, decorated with ivy and roses and lilies that looked remarkably real (if they were, in fact, synthetic). In front of the arch were several rows of white chairs, more than enough for anyone who cared to show up.
It was a beautiful day for a wedding.
And frankly, Nanoha needed it. After the chaos and confusion; the rage and terror on Galilee... she didn't think she could ever forget that horrible sense of loss and emptiness when she'd thought that Fate was gone, if only for a day or so. But this would go a long way toward exorcising those demons - a day that she'd dreamed of for years.
Of course, she couldn't go greet anyone yet. She was in her wedding dress, after all! These things needed to be proper.
(ooc: Tag the respective subthreads, please! Mingling is highly encouraged.) - Tags:!location: city park, aibghalien marsai, anwei ayles, brother cargn, cagalli yula athha, caro ru lushe, dr mcninja, einhart stratos, fate testarossa harlaown, fletcher tringham, gaignun kukai jr./rubedo, hellion, hit girl, jamie mccrimmon, kali, kang, kanoe zouichi, kaya, leon s. kennedy, nanoha, negi springfield, paco, pinkie pie, reinforce eins, reinforce zwei, sabrina, samuel henderson, sensor, shoutarou hidari, signum, supergirl, superman, vivio takamachi
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The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their numbers. After the revelation that their worlds are gone, many of them are even more eager to see people they knew from home.
Several people are set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicoms and comm rings. New crew-mates might see a tall man in green armor and snake girl among their number. There are also several authoritative-looking figures ready to introduce themselves.
There's a lot to tell the new people. It's going to be a lot to take in.
[ooc: Only new characters and Command Staff can start new threads for introductions, to limit the number of threads. Everyone else, just tag in and have your guys greet the newbies.] - Tags:!glados, !location: obs deck, !plot: pod release, aang, aftran 942, age, aldrea/esplin 9466, alendian, alex/ifrit, allelujah haptism, allenby beardsley, anwei ayles, applejack, ash ketchum, ashley graham, astrid hoffersson, ax, azula, beastboy, ben 10, billy cranston, cassie, celena vantari, chell, chris ramirez, christina sierra, cypher, daja kisubo, danny phantom, dean winchester, devlin levin, dhianeila, donna noble, edward elric, ellyn vitner, eva, farseer alastirra, feldt grace, fletcher tringham, fox mulder, gabriel cunningham, glados, grif, hank pym, hei, hellboy, henry cooldown, hiccup, hogan bight/crucible, homura akemi, hoshi hikari, inara serra, iniss 335, jake berenson, jamie mccrimmon, jayne cobb, jinx, kali, katara, kaya, kaylee frye, kimberly hart, kyuubey, leon s. kennedy, lightning, liz sherman, luis sera, madoka kaname, malcolm reynolds, mami tomoe, marco, mark allan/molten man, martha jones, minatsuki takami, miranda lotto, morgan knight, nathan petrelli, negi springfield, paco, phillip, pinkie pie, pram, punchy, rapunzel, rarity, red xiii (nanaki), reimi saionji, reinforce zwei, remus lupin, river song, ron weasley, sabrina, sakura kinomoto, sandrilene fa toren, sandy marko, satellizer el bridget, sayaka miki, serah farron, setsuna f. seiei, shoutarou hidari, snow villiers, sofia, soren, spider-man (younger), stature, sumeragi lee noriega, taichi yagami, the master, the vision ii, tidus, trudy chacon, victoria waterfield, wakka, wheatley, yoshiya "joshua" kiryuu, yuna
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Upon finding and reclaiming Haunter's pokeball, Sabrina had been wandering the area of the city with both Kadabra and Haunter clearing the area's rubble. It was when Kadabra had spotted a familair site, then she had told Sabrina telepathically to turn her head over their direction. Sabrina turned and gasped. It survived. She was speechless. "I cannot believe it. The gym had survived, much like myself. Perhaps we should check on what remains of it." The doors of the front were partially broken, but the main entrance seemed okay for now. She had even checked the now vacant 'toy room' where she and her childhood persona had shrunk many people, including her own mother and several of the trainers in her Gym. She felt ashamed now of what she did in the past, and it was Ash who helped her see a better future. Some construction was needed in certain areas of the Saffron Gym, Sabrina realized. Perhaps I should ask for assistance? | |
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It had come to her just a few days after returning to normal. Why not have a beach party? ...Well alright, her first thought had been 'why not have a war party' but then she wisely realized that not everyone would enjoy something like that. But everyone had enjoyed the time they had spent on the beach a year ago! ...At least until the Ohm came and ruined everything, but it still had been fun! But her? Organizing a party? On a beach of all places? It would take research. Books. A lots and lots of books. A few days in between all her other usual routines and activities, the wunderkind was unusually quiet, her head stuck in between pages and taking down notes. After reading and thinking herself good enough (of course she was! She was the wunderkind, right?), Lash had finally gone into the Sensoriums and prepared. The beach itself came from a mishmash of ones she had read up on along with her single experience a year and a half ago. The sand was warm, free of any debris a normal beach might have had and colored pearly white. Seashells dotted the shore, in intervals so that it wouldn't be too annoying to go into the water, some comically large but how could you argue with someone who didn't know about this? The water was clear, slowly fading from view as it got more and more blue reflecting the cloudless sky. A few schools of colorful fish could be easily seen, moving away whenever someone got too close to them. The sun was warm, but not overly so. Humidity was at a comfortable level. Dreamlike perfect weather. If you looked really closely, you might notice that the sun itself changed from orange to yellow to red once in a while, giving the beach a subtle tint. Parasols of all shapes and colors dotted the sandy landscape, nestled between palm trees of various sizes and large tropical flowers and a single human-sized large Venus Flytrap. A few hammocks were also strewn between two tree trunks, for those that desired a prolonged rest. There was also a volleyball court in the shade. Lash had taken a few trips to get as much food slop as she could carry, and had turned it all into typical beach food (at least what the books had explained to her anyway). Hot dogs, hamburgers, tropical fruits, seafoods of all kinds and, curiously, large bowls of chocolate pudding were presented on...well, bare-bones picnic tables with no decoration whatsoever. She wasn't one to make things pretty. Another note stuck nearby told visitors to create more food if they didn't find anything they liked. Next to all of that, a large wheelbarrow filled to the brim with a sweets of all kinds for no real reason (watch out not to eat too many of the poprocks!) The next few tables held all the alcohol and juice bottles. Lash, again, had been getting reference from the library's liquor books, trying to pamper to everyone's personal likes. However if you looked closely some of the bottles had unusual names on them; "I guess this is supposed to be vodka? What's vodka?" and "Green stuff! I don't know what it's supposed to be but, it looked cool, tee hee." Empty coconuts shells with rows upon rows of miniature umbrellas acted as drink holders. However if you wanted to use a cocktail shaker or other specialty tools to get all fancy, you'd need to create one yourself, Lash didn't know about them and therefore hadn't herself. Large buckets of ice stood nestled in larger blocks of frozen liquid nitrogen (hey...it was Lash, after all). A robot band played close by to the food, each sporting a small name tag 'HI MY NAME IS ___', filled out with ones she had found in various music media ( Bill, Ted, David, Nigel and Derek) sporting a fine selection of wigs that might remind people of the original musicians themselves. It was possible request a song, if you were able to think of it. Currently, they were playing something that sounded good to Lash's ears. But then when no one was asking anything, they'd play something with a little bit of more of party time. This almost looked like a typical beach! ...until you noticed the two giant pirate ships in the middle of the ocean, and the giant sand castle farther away from the main beach area. Oh.Of course. Both had everything true pirates could ask for, even working cannons, treasures, hats and weapons. Yeap, that sounded a lot more like Lash's style. Look, she just really needed excitement in everything.When everything was done, she put on her best swimsuit (and shades) before sending out a message to everyone (well the girls in particular) but didn't bother locking it to just them. After all, what was the fun if the boys didn't show up? Either way, it was going to be fun. [[OOC - Feel free to jump into each other's conversations if you like or start new threads with an activity like 'so and so serves drinks', 'pirate ship battle' or 'this guy marches into the sensoriums with his speedo' etc. Have fun!]]- Tags:!location: sensoriums, !status: open, 779/splicer, anwei ayles, astrid hoffersson, billy cranston, faiza hussain, farseer alastirra, gaignun kukai jr./rubedo, hellion, hiccup, hoshi hikari, howard bassem, jamie mccrimmon, kang, kanoe zouichi, kaylee frye, kon-el, lash, lord zedd, lord zetta, nokosi, ronnae, sabrina, sakura haruno, sofia, spider-man (younger), starfire, tana moon
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With enough diligence and care, Starfire firmly believed, it was possible to learn most any skill. She wasn't always as firm with herself as she needed to be about learning things such as preparing palatable food for her crewmates, correctly understanding English idioms, or backing away when someone needed to be cheered up, but for a friend? Anything was worth the effort for a dear friend. ( Even this, the most frustrating grind she knew. )((ooc: Open to volunteers, children, and anyone really. It takes place during the early stage of the Galileo's Burden mission, before she knows Peter is captured and about to be sacrificed.)) | |
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There had been a lot of kid-like expenditures during XaXing, and this was one of them. While Chamo stared at the new addition to the Springfield family, it stared back despite its wide eyes. While Negi strummed a guitar, having learned a few things from Matt about music over the last few months and humming a wordless tune, the pair of creatures looked at each other. Chamo stared at Larry. Larry the Platypus stared back.  His glassy-eyed stare bore into Chamo's soul. And then, it emitted a growl which had Chamo sigh. "You win this round, Platypus." | |
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If anyone could see Sasami at the moment? They'd be utterly jealous of her. Thanks to the unprecedented event of having two sets of memories, ranging in over 700 years worth of events, Sasami was a rich little 708-year-old girl. Her mind ran rampant at all the stuff she could get with her money, but stopped as something else took priority - she needed equipment and food for her store in the City.
About an hour or so later, Sasami's main mission was complete - dishes, utensils, special stoves and enough food to fully stock both her store and her recently-discovered home. But, even with all this, Sasami still had plenty of money to burn.
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You know how sometimes, for dramatic effect, a character about to drop an F-bomb will inhale -- and then the camera will cut away to a long-shot of the city. A bell rings. Birds take flight in alarm.
The City just got one of those.
That's right. In the Overlord's Fortress, staring in horror at the omnicomm, the badass freaking Overlord, the strongest being in the cosmos, just let fly one ludicrously loud profanity.
Even his mindless minions were staring at the book in horror.
A Prinny spontaneously exploded. - Tags:!location: the city, !status: open, alexander, astrid hoffersson, hit girl, lash, lord zetta, midna, ronnae, ruffnut thorston, sabrina
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