[Chuck's sitting in his apartment, picking his teeth with a cellophane-wrapped toothpick because he's a classy motherfucker. Next to him on the couch is... a large blanket hovering in midair, wrapped around something that appears to be some kind of... something. The huge, invisible something shifts its weight and then the blanket curves around: ( Read more... )

[The video starts with a flurry of noise, shouting, and blur as the NV goes flying, spins through the air, and lands hard on a floor at a wonky angle. Chuck is standing in his living room. He obviously just leaped to his feet and is shouting at the TV during one of the strange midnight broadcasts, but at this angle you can't tell what's actually on ( Read more... )

[Backdate to a few hours before this post.]

[There's a thump, and a blur of cream and orange fur, followed by a kitten's growl. When the camera focuses, Magneto and Chuck are in Magneto's condo, Chuck monopolizing the couch, Yali climbing on Chuck, both of them nursing drinks. Schrödinger pounces on Magneto's dangling fingers, looking very much a ( Read more... )

[Somehow, this boy's gotten his hands on an acoustic guitar, and is picking at it thoughtfully in a bright room of the House of Awesome. He seems to be deep in thought about something (and determinedly picking out a song that might be familiar to some), but what he says isn't entirely what you'd expect.]Does anybody actually like turkey? I mean, ( Read more... )

[Tile. Linoleum tile, to be precise, but the camera moves quickly to show a chair and then, finally, Chuck, looking almost grotesque: his face is streaked with blood and ash. He's in the hallway of Skye Medical Center, looking exhausted and utterly beat. A few long seconds pass wherein he seems to be gathering himself, trying to find words. How can ( Read more... )

[Oh, hi. Have an awkward upside-down close-up of Chuck's face. He laughs and rights the NV, backing it up to look at the camera.]

Good morning, Siren's Port! Look! [He turns the camera to point down at his own legs - surprise, by the way, he's in a wheelchair (for those who haven't seen) - and those who have seen him in person in the past two ( Read more... )

[Man, Chuck picked the wrong fricking day to quit sniffing glue.]

Pop quiz, everyone: raise your hand if Siren’s Port somehow manages to be more apeshit crazy than the world you come from. Bonus if the answer involves lasers.

[Private to Michael Magneto]Okay, seriously. What the fucking hell was that? I mean, I just assume you felt that and no ( Read more... )

[Chuck has been hanging around the House of Awesome all day today- a rarity, for him, as he only returned to his apartment once or twice, but spent the rest of the day being almost social. Depending on the time of day and location, you'll find him either in his wheelchair or on a pair of crutches that he's named "Ke$ha" and "Beezlebub ( Read more... )

[Good evening, Siren’s Port! This particular video broadcast is bringing you something brown and awkward poking at the screen, which quickly resolves to the other end of what looks like a stick. Chuck is on the other end of it, poking it with a stick from the couch (yes, the couch in HIS apartment). He pulls it back and leans it against the couch ( Read more... )

(Posted a few minutes after this.)
( Non-IC cut for descriptions of injuries. )