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... )

[ Not her usual video this time, but her Scottish is as distinctive as ever. It sounds like she's rummaging around and cleaning up, so there's a reason. ]

The snowglobes were nice while they lasted, yeah? I wasn't really expecting them to melt though. [ Guess who had to clean up a bunch of them? ] Sort of made me miss a few things. Well, okay, ( Read more... )

[With a careful flick of her fingers, the screen of her NV springs to life and the denizens of Sirens Port are greeted by the image of a blue haired young woman with crimson eyes. The dreadfully low temperature doesn't affect her in the slightest. The most notable feature at the moment right now is the fact that she's listening as the evening ( Read more... )

[Video plays: time lapse photography of a sunrise in glowing pinks and gold, over a stunning vista of craggy, ice-covered mountains. A chintzy chime-like sound effect trills in the background. A smooth, genderless voice with no definable accent speaks in clear, precise cadence, a little stridently, while a text transcription of the words runs along ( 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... )

I wish to observe my Shadow. Call it foolhardiness or scientific curiosity, but I believe the experience would be enlightening.

However, it would be unwise for me to travel in the Darkness unaccompanied. While I am quite handy in a fight against humans, I regret to admit that a monster might be too much for me.

Who will come with me?

Captain's log, Stardate twenty-eleven point nine-I-don't-really-goddamn-care-right-now.

[Say hi to Jim Kirk, everyone. Some of the video feed is dark, however much of it is illuminated by an orangey-red light. Jim himself is being bathed with enough of the unusual light that any viewers will be able to see him practically dripping with sweat ( Read more... )

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.

[the cheerful girl is sitting on the counter in the lobby of the Tower apartments, the Greeters office behind her. She smiles and gives a small wave to the video]Greetings everyone. It's been a while. I've been a bit busy and it seems like the Port has been really hectic and busy lately as well. I'm really sorry about all the things going on in the ( Read more... )

New city, new faces, new problems to face. It looks like new people showing up isn’t as uncommon as should be normal so I’m not gonna dwell on that bit.
Anyone know anything else about this ‘Core’ that pulled us here? Anything that isn’t in the standard welcome-pamphlet, I mean? Juicy details, corruptive rumors, gossip; anything will do. How’s the ( Read more... )