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[ The feed comes on to show a tired-looking - but alive! - Galen. Someone's had a haircut. He smiles a little and waves his free hand sleepily, then props his chin back up on his palm. ]

Hey, so, false alarm? Since I guess some of you heard I was gone. I'm, um -- I'm back. Looks like you can't get rid of me.

[ A good-natured little smirk, which fades a bit just as he switches the communicator back off again. ]

goodluckkobra

[ Kobra looks very seriously into the camera. His usual mirth is completely absent. ]

Hi, scientist dudes. I'd like Lydia back. You've got three hours and then I start to burn things and...

[ He pulls a face and the camera moves as if he's shrugging. ]

My fires don't go out so easy. You need us, right? I imagine everyone here won't survive a fire that size.

retrograding

-- cannot see anything but the shadows on the wall of the cave. But what if you could see behind you, to look at what was causing the shadows? You would have a new... view of the world, right? So of course, you would want to know more. Say that you managed to escape the bonds and leave the cave. You would see the sun for the first time, and knowing that light, or that goodness, would be both awesome and terrifying.

[ Oops, someone accidentally turned on his communicator in the middle of a philosophical explanation. Good job there, Jet. He hasn't noticed it's on. And he probably won't, because he isn't alone! There's a voice that comes to the left of him, female, probably recognizable if you've spoken to her before, that says something that the audio doesn't pick up. ]

Yes, that is -- [ But he doesn't get to finish, because there's a sudden stop, the girl's voice again, Jet muttering something, footsteps -- and then, a very loud, and very scared, scream.

The feed goes dead. ]

--
( ooc: this would be Jet and Laura finding the body of Maria Smith in the fountain! Action is welcome, and also Laura or Jet might reply. c: )

redripoff

So the food is getting low. [It's an obvious statement, but just an introductory one, muttered only a little louder than the sound of pen scratching to paper just a few inches from the microphone. He like the audio better, and no one needs to know where he is. Onto the slightly-less obvious, which Tim lays out a little louder and a little slower, like he's concentrating.] At least, the easy food. It seems like most of us are from modern times, used to...modern conveniences. ...Ah.

[One second, let him wrap up this note, close his notebook with a quiet shuffle of paper. Here, you have his full attention:] But, I know that several of you are hunters, several others used to surviving in the wild. Living off the land would be slightly less modern and slightly less convenient, but if there's edible meat around, I for one am more than happy to get my hands dirty.

And I'm one-hundred percent sure I'm not the only one unsatisfied with trusting the natives completely. [That's for you, Edgar, if you're listening.] I can prepare an animal for eating. I know a little bit about desperation farming and cooking and...whatever. The point I'm getting to is that if anyone is having trouble, let me know and we can figure something out. And if anyone thinks I could use schooling, come at me, sensei.

onteamdyson

[Oh hey, it's the ceiling. In the kitchen. Yep, that's the top of the fridge, and there... there are some cans of beets on the counter and... Kenzi lying on her stomach on the floor. Maybe she's hurt! Maybe she's dying! Maybe she's--] Piiiizzzzaaaaaaa. How the hell is this even a fraction of fairness. If you're gonna force us to be lab rats for your fucked up experiments, the least you could do is send us some ACTUAL FOOD! What the hell do you want?! Seriously! What has to happen for there to be heavenly, doughy goodness covered in magical tomato-y sauce and gooey, gooey cheese?!

[So she's fine, basically. Just whiny. Carry on.]

... Also, I know a lot of people are missing or-- ... just gone. So. I wanted to make a list. If you're missing someone that was here with us, let me know. I'm writing it all down. Even if you think they just stepped out and totally forgot to tell you!

Thanks.

nevermindtherunning

[His hair is disheveled, evidence of hours of hands running through and tugging at strands, as he leans back in a desk with feet propped up.]

Right, so... Any conclusions on that earthquake? How trustworthy is this Maria? It doesn't seem very bright to plot an escape when 'they' are monitoring our every move.

And these hallucinations? Glad to know I'm not going to be thrown in a loony bin yet.

[[LOCKED FROM DONNA NOBLE]]

[He rubs at his eyelid, perhaps a nervous habit of his, before pulling his feet in and sitting up straight, looking dead into the camera.]

I know I'm not the only one different out of this lot, and I need help. 1. For the few that have talked to me and know of Donna Noble, don't refer to me as 'Doctor' around her, this is extremely vital. I'm John Smith to her. 2. I can explain why this is, [He licks his lips and narrows his eyes for a moment, clearing searching for the correct wording.] but it's all rather complicated. C.. No wait, was I using letters? 3. Backing up to my statement of differences, anyone have experience in telekinesis or for lack of better terms, probing one's mind?

The technology is rubbish here and for what I'm needing to accomplish would take me a very, very long time and it might be too late then.

rigging

[ Because Jesse's life is awesome, the communicator comes on accidentally. And thankfully, he's not doing anything dumb! Just sleeping, which isn't so embarrassing on its own, but in the two minutes that the communicator is on, he sort of snore-snorts, and fidgets in his sleep, turning so that the comm isn't on his drooling face. Instead, there's a nice view of the wall, and faint mumbling. Mostly nonsensical words and sentences, with the occasional curse word or two.

And then something off-screen, a loud thump or something, jolts him awake. For a second the camera waves wildly, and then stills. ] Jesus Christ. [ A mutter comes from somewhere above the communicator, and then Jesse's face comes back into view. ] Oh, awesome, fuckin' great. Uh, hey. [ He grumbles. ] So I dunno how long this was on for but now y'all know what I look like sleeping, good for you. Make sure if y'sell the video you give me a third of the profit.

... Guess while I got this up, I'd better say hey, m'not crazybrained anymore. Hooray for me. Also, who do I gotta blow for some cigarettes 'round here? Are we completely out? And - no, actually, that's it. So yeah.

[ With a sigh, he turns the feed off, but he mumbles as he does: ] Least I weren't jerking off or something, stupid fuckin' -- [ Click. ]

greenisnteasy

[When the video comes on, Bruce looks down into the feed, then away again, pressing his lips together before he's back, strength renewed.]

My memory of the last few days isn't... so good, but I'm pretty sure that I, ah... may have attacked some of you.

[He's still sore where someone burned him, and though he remembers the pain and the heat, he has no recollection of who was hurting him. No face other than that of what must've been a hallucination because that -- he -- he's dead.

And anyway his hands weren't made of fire.]

I'd like to apologize for that. I'm not really a violent person... when I'm not on crazy hallucinogens. No LSD for me, I guess.

[He smiles weakly and then nods at the communicator.]

If any of you need medical attention, I'm back up to speed and will be in the clinic not having split-personality-esque arguments with myself. Sherlock and I will look into -- uh, not that I've asked him since we regained our sanity. Well, anyone want to help look into what these drugs were? Crazy!Sherlock and myself tossed around the idea of taking some blood samples. If you have more ideas or want to help out, that'd be great.

gleans

[ To anyone who has seen Galen over the course of this insanity, it's worth noting that when he appears on the feed, he looks more... present, and more like himself, than he has in days. He also looks exhausted, but that's a little, tired smile on his face. ]

Hey, uh... I hope everybody's okay. [ His nose scrunches a little, edging his glasses back up. ] I, uh. I wanted to apologize in case I like... you know, weirded anyone out while I was... gassed up? Is that what happened? Uh -- and is anyone else... coming down, I guess? I feel like shit, but I don't like... see anything. Anymore.

[ He clears his throat, scratches his head. ]

And hey, Anna, can we talk?

kore_npc

[ In the wake of the first tremors, Maria looks harried. Her hair is a mess and the video is shaking. ]

Listen to me very carefully. We need to get out of here! Whatever they have waiting for us out there is nothing on this.

[ She takes a deep breath, muttering more to herself than the video. ]

We're all going to die in here. They said I'd be safe.

[ It cuts out. ]

afallenstar

He's here. He- he can't be, it's got to be...something else. It's- oh, this is bad, He's here.

[ After that little outburst there's an intentional switch to video, and an obviously distressed Anna becomes visible to everyone. This is supposed to be locked, but well...she's not really in the right frame of mind to do it right. ]

Cas? Gabe? Hell, Lucifer even, are you seeing this? It's...christ, it's Dad.

magnets

Yo, has anyone got cigarettes? You know, like, cigarettes? Anybody?

[ The voice over the communicator is tired - but what else is new around here lately? - and a little wavered, like he's trying to keep it steady. Someone's probably been crying. ]

How about paper? For drawing or writing or whatever. Yeah?

Or, like, a gun. [ Jesse's voice peters off for a second, murmuring to himself. ] Yeah, yeah, a gun'd be good.

onteamdyson

[The video turns on as Kenzi cracks the screen with a jagged shard of glass. The communicator is still on her wrist, filming the ceiling of the upstairs bathroom. The mirror has been shattered and most of the glass pieces have fallen to the floor, but a few remain in the frame. The hand that holds the larger piece is covered in blood. She appears to be sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

She swears and mumbles something in Russian before bringing the shard down again. The video cuts out.]

HA! Fucking-- try it now, you crusty, wrinkled-ass, bitch. Two down... a billion to go. Break the mirrors in your houses! Smash the hell out of them. Do it. It's the only way to keep her out-- [There's the sound of the shard hitting the floor and Kenzi cries out.]

Hale? Hale, you know what I'm talking about, right? You totes remember! ... Hale?

hung_garian

Right. Newbie. Blond, tall, smirky, goes by Lucifer? Don't fucking piss him off, 'kay? Flat-out keep your distance if at all possible. Especially if you're human. You won't just be putting your ass on the line, it'll be everyone's too. He won't massacre you all if you don't cross him, and trust me, he'd like to. It's an offer you won't get twice, and if I have to personally take out anyone who tries anything on with him, I will. Just a heads up, gang.

[He's not sure that he isn't blowing his cover in doing this, but right now that's a secondary concern. Primary concern is whether people will actually listen to him, especially given who he is. He's hoping so - this arrangement is fragile enough that one impulsive hero type could ruin it, and there's altogether too many of those in this place.]

villainized

[ There's a tiny half-smile curving the man's lips as the image of his face fills the communicator's screen. He's a relatively unremarkable looking man. Features a little sharp, maybe. Short hair dark blond and spiky. Not quite disheveled, but on its way to getting there.

He almost looks amused. ]

Hello, Cape Kore.

[ His voice is pleasant, neither too high nor too deep. He sounds friendly. ]

You'll have to excuse my brevity, but I'm very busy right now and I don't have time for the usual games.

[ His tone never changes, it remains light and subtly apologetic. ]

So if the one who summoned me here would come forward, I would appreciate it.

rigging

[ He means for the broadcast to be private, but his expression and the circles under his eyes are probably indicators that sleep deprivation is the cause for his mistake. He rubs at his face and curls up more tightly, hood pulled up over his head. ]

Hey, uh. Bruce. Y'there? I gotta talk t'you about something. Remember what I told you about? I think it might be happening.

retrograding

[ Jet may not be fantastic with electronic things, but he knows enough about them to not freak out when the thing talks to him. His voice is quiet and vaguely amused. ] I'll try to, Miss, though I'd appreciate it more if I could get some coordinates.

... No? Alright, that's shiny. [ Snort. He'll just do some exploring on his own, then! ]

facilitated

[ By the time she figures out how to actually get it onto video, she's calmed down a lot. In fact you'd be forgiven for thinking that Laura doesn't really mind being here at all. ]

So, question:

[ She looks around for a moment, then back at the communicator. Her brows furrow slightly, but she still looks somewhat casual about the whole thing. It's a look she's working hard for. . ]

What exactly is going on here? Because this sure as hell isn't where I parked my car.

gleans

-- o, that's not true!

[ The feed comes on in the middle of a one-sided conversation. There's no answer - and there's no video, either; just a nice view of a dark wall - but there is definitely the sound of slightly panicked breathing. ]

Dad told me what happened. It was an accident. Don't lie to me!

[ Silence. ]

No -- of course I missed you, I still --

[ Silence. ]

Dad and I did -- we're just fine, but that doesn't --

[ Silence. The view moves, crawling closer to an empty wall. ]

Mom -- shit -- mom, you're sick, okay? Let me find you some help, we'll figure this...

I...

Mom?

[ There's a frantic movement - a quick wiping of the eyes - and Galen still hasn't noticed that the communicator is on. Shakily, he breathes: ]

What the fuck is happening?

stiling

It- hang on.

[ Stiles is inhaling very very deeply through his nose for some reason or another, a spasmodic in and out and in and out for about a full minute. He looks incredibly pleased with himself, probably because he's just gotten his poor sense of smell back - or so much as he remembers - and the process of all this is terribly fascinating right now. ]

[ After a pause in which he starts breathing normally, he scratches quickly at his chin. ]

Uh-huh. Okay. Was I just gone for a while? Is that, uh. That can't be normal.

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Entries tagged with { galen howard

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