pocketspa: (« [Lup] omg look at her butt)
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[The camera opens up on two near identical elves, sitting shoulder to shoulder. If the denizens of Hadriel remember their last address on the network, this one seems rather tame in comparison (possibly because one of them isn’t a skeleton this time), but they’re still grinning wide. Then again, the last one didn’t start with absolute chaos either. The both of them slide their eyes towards each other, and then in tandem flip some bangs from their faces, grinning directly at the screen.]

Helloooo, Hadriel!

[That can’t be the start of anything good.]

You’re on with the twins, and today, we’re here to grace you with our expertise.

So as the most attractive people in the city, we get asked, uh, pretty much all the time to help out with people’s looks.

Most of y’all are basically hopeless, but we’re givers.

And because we’re, uh, basically the most generous people ever, today we’ve got a special event for the masses.

[Their eyes flick to each other once again before they both ring out in a singsong tone,]

SMASH OR PASS!


[Did that shatter someone’s device speakers? Probably.]

Rules are real simple. You comment. We rate. One to ten.

Couldn’t be easier. You clowns are real lucky to have us. You can come get your assigned hotness level and never have to wonder where you stand in the world ever again.

Also, scores are final. Unless you do some real good sucking up.

Ew, Taako. This is a family friendly broadcast. Keep it PG.

Not that kind, jeez. Sounds like you’re the one who’s thinkin’ about it.

Nope, nope, nope. Double yuck. Not even going there. Anyway, like, comment, and subscribe--

-- If you wanna see more primo twins content from the best duo in Hadriel.

[They both throw up peace signs, Taako sticking his tongue out to really cheese it, and the feed cuts.]

[ooc: Taako is blue, Lup is red, both of them are purple! Specify if you want one or the other because the default is both with a three-way thread! Also, please never think it's too late or too full to tag this. Please get in on the bullshit.]

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Mar. 4th, 2018 05:03 am
disarmer: (pic#12130455)
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 Hey, everyone. Uh. [ He's not quite sure how to go about this. It's something he's been meaning to do since he showed up, but between road trips and literally everything else, well. ] My name is Magnus, and I guess I was here before? Well, I was hoping maybe I could talk to some of the people who knew me...while I was here.

That might seem like a weird thing to ask, but [ He feels bad for forgetting ]  I'm kind of hoping I'll be able to...I don't know, jog my memory? Or know what I was like before, anyway. I'll understand if you don't want to. It's gotta be weird talking to someone who doesn't remember you, right? Just, if someone out there doesn't mind...[ He trails off because yup. This whole thing is just weird and terrible. ]

Speaking of the whole memory thing, does anyone know how to remember things that haven't happened yet? The me who was here before, he was from my future. I'd like to see what happens if I can, y'know?

Thanks in advance. Magnus out.

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Jan. 17th, 2018 02:55 am
wonderland_vogue: (Totally bored/that's shit)
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[After the last post debacle, she's being only a tiny bit more careful. Just a tiny bit.

Though she sounds bored if not with a faint hint of curiosity in her tone.]


Probably not the best time for this, but I have to ask now that I've poked around a little. How many of you here are older than, say, a thousand years or so? I'm just curious.

On another note, what are your thoughts on the... captors, I suppose, feeding on the various emotions as it were? Such a thing isn't really... uncommon where I'm from, so it's always interesting to see a new side to it from those not as familiar. We have another name for them, as well, but that is something I'll leave to all of you to be curious about.

Though I'm sure someone here could enlighten you on the term if she so felt inclined.

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Jan. 3rd, 2018 10:36 pm
needlebearer: (❆ 09)
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[ It's taken Arya a while to figure out how to use the phone properly, let alone consider posting to the network. But there's a question that's been on her mind ever since she arrived, and she figures it's about time to get it asked. ]

someone told me that people who have died in their own world can come here and live again. have you known anyone that's happened to? have they been happy to be alive again, or angry that they can't go home?


[ A moment later, another text. ]

i dont know what any of the machines in my kitchen are supposed to do. can someone help me out?

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Jan. 1st, 2018 09:35 am
hux: (pic#10125336)
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Just how many here have military experience? After the shambolic events prior, I do wonder if it's merely lack of experience than anything else.

The fact a lot are treating this as a "one-off" is going to be a problem. Do you really believe that everyone will just move past this as if it never happened? It should remind you of what you are; prisoners.

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Dec. 25th, 2017 05:10 pm
murderpotato: (And then there's this asshole)
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ok so i know this aint like a top priority or whatever

but can somebody fuckin figure out how to close caption shit on here or something because my deaf ass aint got a fuckin clue what you assholes are saying

and you all talk too goddamn fast for me to read lips. i aint good at it yet, slow the fuck down.
wonderland_vogue: (Absolute delight/you're my new toy)
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[For someone that had just arrived not that long ago, when shit was going down, Lydia seems... calm enough as she's merely watching the scorching suns outside from what appears to be some sort of building, though she's made it pretty clear she doesn't want to give away the exact location.

Until she's sighing and hopping down from where she'd been perched, hair tied back in a high ponytail and a grin crossing pastel purple lips to match an outfit that could be clearly called gaudy consisting of that color and deep gold. And shiny enough to blind a person if she didn't seem to carefully understand the angles of that and this contraption.]


Gotta say, my dears, I think I vastly prefer the sun... suns, I guess, being out compared to some dank and dreary conditions you evidently had previously. Not that I'm terribly concerned, I don't require the same... conditions you humans the like do to survive in an environment like this, let's say.

[She's gesturing outside again, grin never faltering the whole way, showmanship forever on display if she can help it.]

I'm Lydia and let me preempt everything you'll probably hear about me, I'm quite a generous person if you play by the rules~

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