[ VIDEO ] - [ Hydrogen ]

[ Well, if you didn't want to see a close-up of Prince Gumball's pink orchid face for the opening of this video then today is not your lucky day. After exploring the extent of his little pink amaranth iStarfish, figuring out its purpose, trying to get it to play techno music and dying in the first level of a game he found on it, he decided to use it to communicate.

However, he pressed record too quickly and started the video prematurely. After a moment, he pulled it away so the network can be greeted with a more normal shot.

Generally, when Gumball finds himself kidnapped or in another dimension or possessed, Fionna is efficient and heroic enough to save him within a reasonable timeframe. This time, it's been a while so he decides to take matters into his own hands to see what the hold-up is.

He is also feeling a little extra impatient given how...wet the current location is and how his pink salmon rainboots are nowhere in sight. ]


Greetings, citizens of Vatheon! My name is Prince Gumball of the Candy Kingdom. Though my stay thus far has been nice-- [ and he thinks that's being kind ]-- I worry about my subjects back home and their low tolerance for stress. If you could be so kind as to direct me to your nearest ship port or best place to create a wormhole back home, I would be delightfully grateful. Ideally, I'd like to return on the morrow but if one is not available, my previous requests are sufficient.

[ He holds up a wet and sandy towel between his pinched fingers. ]

Also, is there a towel butler around? I'd like to receive a new towel at your soonest convenience, I dropped mine.

[Video]

[Having not-exactly-picked a very inopportune time for an extended nap, the normally tranquil coyote appears quite frazzled. He looks a mess, and his speech is uncharacteristically frantic. Not to mention to the point]

Someone update me on the status of my lab, quick! This is important!

▽ 001 - video transmission

[A splinter and a crack, a bit of a splash. Yes, this particular feed isn't the cleanest to come about, and the recipient that appears none too long after doesn't look as hot, either. He's definately just woken up from... something, that's for sure, and isn't the slighest bit pleased about it.]

Ahh... where...?

[Another rustling noise, and the General realizes what he's holding... or he would have, under normal circumstances. Whatever it was, it was the most ridiculous-looking device he'd ever see--

It was on.

A moment of confusion, then his brow comes down. With no knowledge as to where he was, or how he'd gotten here, for it to be broadcast to an unknown public was simply, downright demeaning. Whatever was in charge, he would be sure to have a few choice words with them.]

Von all den elenden--!


...

[The Lombax sighs, pinching the brim of his nose. An interesting situation, indeed.]

If there is any sentient life out there, speak now. I'm not in the mood for games.

♠ 09 | video

[In the early hours of the morning, what people will see over their SFCs is a very large room that takes on the appearance of an art studio. Despite the many artistic supplies spread in various locations, the room does house a single man in it. This man is sitting in front of a canvas that doesn't have much on it, yet he's staring very intently at the canvas before setting the brush down. What can be seen is a painting of three hearts; one white, one black, and one gray. After a few moments of staring at his creation, he picks up the SFC which was already switched on prior to him painting this odd picture, the expression on his face rather neutral. Not happy or sad, simply neutral.]

Do call me curious dear Vatheon, but this is something I have been pondering for some time now. Why should we celebrate holidays we don't celebrate back home? Certainly some have been for the amusement of it, but take for instance this one we currently celebrated. For those who don't believe in love, a holiday entirely dedicated to it is seen as ridiculous. But that can be said of all people who don't believe in certain holidays, doesn't it?

Though this holiday especially can also arouse questions within us, particularly to matters of the heart as that seems to be its theme. A few I can think of are: Is there such a thing as true happiness or love? Is the feeling truly there or not? Can the supposed happiness and love gained with another who said they felt the same remain always? Or will it fade away like sand being washed away by the ocean?
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[personal profile] 4202013-02-23 01:50 am

♑ > Bread, an essay. By Gamzee Makara, age 16.

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Which... is not even something that should be possible! Gamzee. Gamzee, how the fuck did you manage this. People spend hours hacking to manage shit like this. It must have been a

wait for it


waaaaait



colossal accident.]




BrEaD, rIgHt?
MoThErFuCkIn bReAd.
YoU EvEr rEaLlY GoT YoUr mOtHeRfUcKiN PrOpEr rEaLiZaTiOn oN At wHaT KiNd oF SiCk lEvElS Of dOpE BrEaD Is?
LiKe fIrSt yEaH, tHe fUcK DoEs iT EvEn uP AnD CoMe fRoM, mAn?
HaVe yOu eVeR LaId gAnDeR At a bReAd bUsH? oR On lIkE A FuCkIn tOaSt tReE?
No!! cAuSe i'm tElLiNg yOu, BrO, tHaT ShIt's 100 pErCeNtS Of pUrE MoThErFuCkIn mIrAcLeS.
BrEaD JuSt *Is*.
YoU CaN'T ExPlAiN ThAt, YoU CaN'T PuT YoUr mOtHeRfUcKiN ScIeNcE At bReAd.
BrEaD DoN'T PlAy lIkE ThAt
ShIt's pLuCkEd aLl tOgEtHeR FrOm pUrE FuCkInG MiRaClEs.
AnD Ok lIkE
ThE FuCk iS UuUuUuP WiTh hOw mOtHeRfUcKiN GoOd iT MaKeS EvErYtHiNg iN YoUr tRaP?
LiKe wOaOaH, i dId pUt sOmE Of mY PiE JuSt tHe fUcK NoW AlLs oN A SwEeT-AsS SlIcE Of tOaSt aNd hOlY ShIt, BeSt bRoThEr, I'M TeLlInG ThIs sHiT StRaIgHt aT YoU, tHaT WaS MoThErFuCkIn aMaZiNg bEiNg.
HoW ThE FuCk dOeS BrEaD Do tHaT?
WhO WeNt aNd tOlD It tO AlL Be aBoUt mAkInG EvErYtHiNg tAsTe gOoD?
LiKe, YoU CaN Be lIkE PuTtInG A SlIcE Of wInGbEaSt mEaT On iT RiGhT AnD ThAt sHiT'S GoOd eAtInG BuT YoU CaN AlSo uP AnD CoVeR ThAt mOtHeRfUcKeR WhAt wItH ThE MoSt rIgHtEoUs oF JeLlY WhAt a bRoThEr cAn pUt cLaW On aNd tHe sHiT'S StIlL GoOd.
HoW CaN ThAt eVeN Be, MoThErFuCkEr?
FuCkIn bLoWs yOuR PaN, dOn't iT JuSt.
Is tHeRe eVeN AnY OtHeR MiRaClE WhAt yOu cAn aLl dO ThAt wItH?
I DoN'T ThInK So.



[Gamzee go home, you're high.]

[Video]

[The feed opens on a freshly awakened Tech. The uniform obscures the more-than-likely unkempt state of his fur, but his demeanor is telling enough. His eyes look heavy, and his usual exuberance seems tempered, somewhat.]

I’m sure that some of you have noticed the recent fluctuations in the coral power levels. [he rubs his head] I’ve been out of it, myself, but my records indicate that we are in the middle of an ongoing pattern.

Can anyone fill me in?

[Video]

[The feed opens on a...a bird, person-thing? At least, that's what the beak would seem to signify. Any other would-be distinguishing features are covered by a black suit that may or may not be familiar to the viewer. There's also a tall purple crest from above its forehead, just over where the brows are drawn tight and the eyes make facing points. The roadrunner-thing is not pleased.]

I suppose you think this is amusing.

[No, not you. Or so the chances are, if you're seeing this. Though you may still find it such, depending on your familiarity with the involved parties. And also your sense of humor.]

This is Tech, by the way. As I'm sure you can't discern from my degraded appearance. If anyone needs me during the week, I will be lying low in my lab. Until this wears off.

Experiment 003 [Video/ Action]

I was wondering if it would snow here.

[From the looks of it, a certain genius is up on the island enjoying a hot cup of cocoa and the winter weather. For once, she can actually enjoy the snow and not worry that it might be hiding something more.. sinister. ]

So, who would like to build a snowman~?

Video

[When the camera switches on, it shows not one, but two people - Serph and Ky. YOU MIGHT HAVE SEEN THEM AROUND BEFORE. Serph’s the same as always, calm and expressionless as he speaks :| ]

This is Serph, leader of the Defense Force. Due to Vatheon’s nature--

[You know, putting people to sleep and returning people to their home worlds. Because the latter’s what happened to all the other leaders of the Defense Force.]

-- it’s unwise to have just one leader. From now on, Ky is also a leader of the Defense Force.

[Ky’s comfortable as a leader. He has, after all, spent most of his adult life and some of his childhood (depending on when various people’s definition of childhood starts) being one. He smiles, earnest and charismatic.]

I hope that I’ll be able to serve well in this capacity. If anyone has any concerns, or general suggestions for improvement, please come to myself or Serph. And if anyone would like to join and hasn’t yet, we’d be happy to have you join the team.

The Defense Force works to protect Vatheon from threats and serves the populace here. Everyone has the capacity to do something to help, if you want.


[Since Ky’s said everything that needs to be said, Serph nods and ends the feed.]

I // [video]

[The screen flickers slightly before revealing a smiling young face, red eyes wide in wonder as she stares at the camera. The girl looks very excited, or at least eager to see what this device does. There's almost a sense of pride emanating from her - after all, being in a family of magi meant that they avoided contact with modern technology as much as possible. So getting this thing to work is quite the accomplishment, and she looks around for a few moments around the edge of the screen - checking things, probably - before looking back at the camera.

Unfortunately, she doesn't notice that it's upside down.]


Hello everyone! I'm Ilyasviel von Einzbern, but Ilya is fine. I'm new here, so I'm looking for someone to be my older brother!

[She smiles again. It's not in her intention to further explain what an older brother entails, since the best older brothers would already know what to do without her telling them. Ideally, the older brother would be someone who's actually older than her, but if they act and look older than her, that's fine too. All things considered, that really shouldn't be too hard...]

I guess a big sister would be okay too... but a big brother would be better. So, someone come play with me, okay?

[Her eyes wander off to the sides of the screen again. A few moments pass by as this continues, and the girl mutters a barely audible 'how do you turn this off?']

[Video] Slightly backdated to early morning

[The feed opens on Tech, but there appears to be something in the side of the frame. What do you have there, Te--

. . . is that? Yes, it is. There appears to be an adult-like human attached to Tech’s hand.

A few citizens may recognize him to be Shulk. Shulk is peering over Tech’s shoulder curiously. But Tech is far too tired and frustrated to find the circumstances entertaining, at the moment. Well, mostly. He pulls their hands closer to the camera.]


Is anyone else having this problem?

[ooc: (later) responses may come from Shulk as well.]

Video;

[Do you guys like screaming? Luffy's got some kind of market on that. He punctuates turning on his comm accidentally by screaming into it while flying through the forest, bouncing off of trees and rolling around in the underbrush. Unluckily enough, it's tied to his shirt like a badge and not going anywhere anytime soon, because Luffy loves it. The pristine woods are crying. Can you hear the sounds of their weeping as Luffy barrels through, leaving a ridiculous swath of destruction?]

ZZZZZOOOOORRRROOOOOOO!!!!

NAAAAMMMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!

USSSOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPP!!!!

SANNNNNNNNNNNNJIIIIII!!!!

CHOOOOPPEEEEERRRRRR!!!!

RRROOOOOOOOBIIIIINNN!!!!

FRAAAAAANNNKKKKKKYYYY!!!!

BROOOOOOOOOOOOKKKEEEEEE!!!!

WHERE ARE YOU!?


[There's a dull smashing noise as Luffy bounces into a cliff hard enough to dislodge a large portion of it, sending it teetering back down into the woods. Spinning mid-air, Luffy keeps screaming out names until he lands on his face, the feed cutting off.]

023 || video

It just... needs something more.

[The voice comes as just a bit worn-out as the old Lombax starts fiddling with something on his desk, half buried into what appears to be a hat of all things. Just a simple metal hat with nothing suspicious about it at all, nope. Jade suggested he should build something, and it wasn't like the rest of the city would understand what it was anyway.

But that sure is a lot of devotion to a weird-looking hat, isn't it? Just what is he up to?]


No dark matter here. Going to have to improvise...

[The General stops, pulling out of his work to rub at his eyes tiredly.]

...damn it, again? Why don't I just set up camp by that damned Coral while I'm at it?

[Aaaand this continues on for a little while.]
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[personal profile] onlyasign2012-11-14 11:22 pm

video;

[When the SFC turns on, it's pointed towards the ocean, and it stays there for a few moments, just recording the waves rolling in and out, the soft sounds of the water, the occasional cry of a seabird. Then someone clears their throat, and starts speaking quietly. Those who have heard him speak before will recognize Sufferer's voice.]

I've been thinking about time lately, and how its path is not linear and seems to follow no set pattern. Sometimes, when there's a moment you want to cling to with everything you have, it flickers past, here and then gone; and then when there's something you want to rush through, it lingers, and minutes become hours, and hours days, days weeks, and so on.

The only thing consistent about time is that it passes.

Until it doesn't.

[There's a sigh, and the SFC turns so it's pointing towards Sufferer's face. He looks tired, like he does most of the time now, the bags under his eyes staining his skin like bruises. The flesh on his face hangs off the bones, deep lines that were never there before framing either side of his mouth.]

[He still has the orange stitches on his cloak, though.
]

I've died, twice. Once here, where I revived five days later, and once in my own world, where I woke up here. In one instance, the time between passed quickly, full of light and love and beauty, and in the other, it lasted for lifetimes, lifetimes in the darkness, in the spaces between the stars.

[He shrugs.]

So tell me, Vatheon... which one was the true death? Which one showed me the truth about time, and which was the lie?

[Video]

[When the SFC turns on, there’s no one in view. The only thing that can be seen, in fact, is a stretch of beach up on the island. A few yards away from the recording, there is something sitting on the sand. It’s hard to say exactly what it is, but it looks pretty mechanical.

Somewhere offscreen, there’s talking.]


You ready for this?

Born ready. Let’s do this shit.

Right. T-minus five, four, three, two…

[And then it explodes.]


[OOC: Green is Tech, orange is Dirk. Responses will be coming from both of them.]

001 // Wabbit Twouble \\ Video

[A video feed clicks on, a familiar hare staring at the screen in rather bored annoyance.]

Didn't I sit through dis picture before?

[He tosses the SFC down and leans back a little, showing that he is back in his rabbit hole.]

Guess dere's always a foirst time for a sequel.

021 || video

[Who says old people couldn't blog late at night? Normally, this is a time everyone sane would be sleeping, and yet... somehow, it doesn't seem like the Lombax is willing to wait until a more decent hour. The feed clicks on--]

Visual reference under cut! )

[And something is immediately different about the General.

Did you get a haircut.]


Someone say something.

[Right to the point, as always.

He shifts a little more to his right, the new, bionic attachment upon his head whirring in turn. Though the action makes the Lombax wince reflexively, there is a sense of exhausted accomplishment in his expression.]


Actually, say it as quietly as you can manage.

17 ♐ Text/Action ♐ A sudden discovery

[Just another day of sending the robots out to do some grocery shopping for him, nothing big... Only this time, they've discovered something interesting. Meatless burgers? Meatless hotdogs? Please tell him more. He's gone so long making his own vegetarian friendly meals, this sort of thing is surprising for him.]

D --> Are there any individuals in Vatheon who could tell me more about meat analogue products?
D --> That is to say
D --> Products which mimic the texture and taste of meat but is absent of it.
D --> I would like to know more
D --> And if it's claims of being meatless are 100% true


[Action]

[And that, Vatheon, is why there are a pair of robotic greyhounds perusing the frozen food isle at your local grocery store. One with red glowing lines, the other blue. Occasionally, one of them will paw at the window to gesture to a particular vegetable burger, and the other will inspect it before shaking its head.]

[And yes, there is a shopping cart near them. At one point, the red robohound wanders off down the aisle to try and forage through the ice cream buckets curiously. Its companion just watches with a healthy measure of robojudging.]

[Video]

[The video clicks on, an ear twitches. A rather long tan ear, a face belonging to someone, with glasses and horrible teeth and yawns. Following by a stretch with his arms. One has to admit, the outfit looks a bit familiar. The person or animal rather cracks their neck. Whoever this is, appears to be in some kind of lab. Then speaking in a familiar nerdy voice]

How long was I sleeping on the table there?! [Rubs the back of his neck and then scratches his hair before looking over on the wall, which appears to have prison bar numbers and counts them]

Alright, how long have I been out?

If anyone can give me the status of the – CORAL! As far as what the power level has been and any oddies that went along with that. Would be greatly appreciated. Yes.

[Pause and more of a shuttering voice]

Have those murders subsided?

[Continues to rub the back of his neck]

Mr. Kimblee, my apologies as I don’t believe we finished our last conversation.

(Denzel's been in coma for a few weeks and woke up as a Rocko! kangaroo, Anyone want to break it to him, he's an animal? Enjoy~)

[Video]

[Hello Vatheon, how are you all this fine morning?

Do you like cats?

This is a cat - an albino Siamese, to be exact. With one ear, hunh. Whatever happened to cat? Cat can't tell you, because he is a cat.

He's laying on the couch.

And meowing.

...a lot.

Please stop meowing cat, that is rude.]