[Have a very unusual sight. Washington has actually decided to put aside the armor plating and helmet for the moment, instead just wearing the black under-suit from her armor.]

You know, now that those damn things that kept showing up are gone?  I think I could get used to a place like this.  The Meta's even been contained fairly well for the ( Read more... )

[Maine's out in the orchard today, poking at the fruit but not quite picking it, the vine following her and eventually wrapping about her ankle to catch her attention. She reaches towards it, having learned now how to stroke it just right for a scroll and pen to appear, and scratches in a query of idle curiosity. She can't decide for herself, maybe ( Read more... )

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[There isn't any taking it back, though Reeve wishes there was. She ought to know better than to take anything for granted in this place. It's too easy, getting used to one's cage, letting one's guard down. Everything is too easy, right up until it becomes unbearable ( Read more... )

[Today, Rosso has finally figured out how the vine works. And she's going to use it quite well. As if the phantoms weren't enough, bothering people, now she's doing it, too.]Witnessing your pain and troubles has been most entertaining as of late. That your own bonds that supposedly make you stronger have come back to haunt you in such a way... It ( Read more... )

[The video starts with something grey and slimy being dragged across the mirror with a distinctive 'SLURRRRP' sound. Pleasant! A moment later the grey pulls back and reveals itself to be a tongue belonging to Terezi, an orange-horned, grey-skinned, black haired girl, who stares at the mirror with an annoyed expression (at least, what can be seen ( Read more... )

( Ah, convenience. Or inconvenience, really, how the Vine is so intent on catching these scenes. Jules is in her kitchen, sitting down with a couple of steaming mugs. Tea, one could assume. With her is a blonde woman; a little taller than Jules, and she speaks with a soft Irish accent just slightly tempered by years of London exposure.

Jules slides ( Read more... )

[ a vigilante wakes up in an alternate universe, suits up, and is promptly attacked by the Vine. Batgirl's barely tugged her cowl back on when the mirror leaps out at her, and for the first few seconds, the transmission consists mostly of spandex-clad hands wrestling with it, trying to turn it skywards ] Goddammit, don't you know that I'm only ( Read more... )

[Behind Gabrielle stands a tall building-an apartment complex that seems to stretch miles and miles into the sky. It seems that she's finally used her knowledge of the magic dirt to build this complex. It looks like a typical Manhattan apartment from the outside: a modern, sleek, grey building with sunlight reflecting off the glass, the front of ( Read more... )

[She was walking around, exploring the place, and touched the vines curiously - and the combination of scroll and pen that resulted from her investigating touch was quite obvious. While the whole thing is very strange, she has been walking around for a while. Maybe she will be able to get some explanations this way.]Dear sir or madam, good ( Read more... )

Evenin'- er, citizens? That still sounds weird, but I get the feeling an “evenin' ladies” will give out unintentionally creepy vibes. [ but beyond that, it's more night than it is evening. Batgirl's out in her natural, dark habitat, somewhere around the opening of the newly announced area ] Back home, Team Batgirl consisted of more than just ( Read more... )