You know, shit like a snowstorm really puts a damper on trying to do anything useful. [ He looks away from the camera, somewhat distracted, but focuses himself back on the NV after a moment. ]

Then again, so does having your apartment bombed, I suppose. [ A small bark of a laugh. ] Anyway, I think it's obvious that if I don't want to be a ( Read more... )

[ The video turns on; Harry still looks rather clammy and tired, but he's dressed more sharply in a clean white shirt and black coat, tying a tie as he talks. He's got a pink satchel slung over his shoulder. ]So I've been thinking, well -- one of the first things I was told when I got here was to get a job, and sitting on it for a few days I ( Read more... )

In the admittedly limited time I’ve been kept in this place it’s become apparent to me that, in a way familiar to me in the sense of it also occurring in my “home”, that there’s an unfortunate preoccupation with the genetics of metahuman powers that consequently removes focus and resources on improving the human¹ genome. To elaborate ( Read more... )

For the last week, all I've known were hospital walls. Soft green wallpaper. Concerned eyes. I hear murmurings from the nurses about monsters in the night, and then I hear the monsters, those moans and growls sounding almost like buildings calmly settling. But not exactly. From the airtight windows, I see the streets empty out and the sides of the ( Read more... )

[Hey, Siren's Port. You just got pocket dialed. Yes really. There are sounds of a monster fight going on, but it's exceedingly muffled and impossible to see. It doesn't last long (but you might have come in towards the end of it), and then there are maybe 10 seconds of shuffling and silence before Midnighter pulls the cellphone out ( Read more... )

You know what people are supposed to say when they wake up in some ass-backwards location with no fucking clue where they are? I’m sure it has something to do with asking if this is a kidnapping, but it doesn’t seem like I’m the only one here, does it? At least according to, [ he stops for a moment, as if he's listening to something ] the ( Read more... )

[ It's voice, at first. The voice that comes through is ragged and slightly slurred, as if the man speaking hasn't spoken in a long time. Everything he says sounds like it takes a lot of effort. ]

So, Canada... Canada, huh? Canada in winter, n'less, damn... I always figured I'd be in Spain for Christmas this year, or -- well, doesn't matter, I ( Read more... )

nv users of siren's port.

i'm bored :C

tell me everything you know about this ridiculous new wannabe hero wingman.

i could use a good laugh.

[ The video comes on to a close-up to Bruce's cheek. He's surprisingly clean-shaven, though the skin looks pretty pale. Then, there's a finger, scratching at the skin... then the camera pans back, back. Bruce is peering at it. ]

... Okay, that's just rude, Core. No candy for you. [ He sighs quietly. ]

So. I'm back. [ Pause. He rubs at the back of ( Read more... )

[ Hello, Port! You are currently enjoying the view of a sleek silver Mercedes Benz. Isn't that nice. Things are going well for our Mercedes, right up until a brick falls in through the top of the frame and smashes into its windshield. Ouch.

There's a grim, satisfied sort of heh, and then of its own accord, the brick picks itself up and smashes ( Read more... )