worldofourown


[In the forest, chaos erupts. Sparks of light. Billowing smoke. Birds flying from crashing trees.]

[A blinding force swoops through the area. Bluish and blurred, it has no shape. E
nergy crackles at its edges, the heat enough to blacken trees and scorch skin. In its wake, it leaves a wasteland: vast and boiling in fumes. The stink comes next: smoldering wood, charred earth, the spilling blood of many creatures, like garbage left out to rot.]

[At times, the bright blur seems to be a creature. Draconian yet
humanred-eyed, covered in blood, screaming like a banshee.]

[But the glimpse is fleeting. Mostly, it remains indistinguishable. Racing on and on. T
he air behind it is smoky. Ash and sparks drifting like snow. From the distance it seems surreal— a hallucination.]

[It may be hours still, before this beast tires itself out.]


[OOC: Karl's tldr post is here for details, and if anyone has questions. Characters with superpowers are free to try curbing his tantrum. Also, any forest-dwelling citizens are free to comment on the rukkus. Police involvement to be kept at a minimal pls <33]


 
 
Current Mood: enraged
 
 
thor (movie)
05 June 2012 @ 11:38 am
(while there was a curse yesterday of everyone hugging cats, thor was spending it with dogs. so there are puppies everywhere: on him, licking him, oh he's even rolling around with them and playing with all of them.)

Should this be a curse, I would like more warning next time. Some of these ones need homes, should you wish for a fearless companion.

(Who can say no to a Norse god holding up this little guy who is licking his face and barking happily.

Ignore the black cat in the corner hissing at everyone who just wants to be his friend!!
)
 
 
Monroe
05 June 2012 @ 01:19 pm
[----audio popping to life, a voice muttering] How in the hell--what even is this crap, I don’t even spend a lotta time on my computer--

[Video clicks on---Monroe frowns, the device tilted at an angle as he tries to figure it out. There’s a light flashing now. Why is there a light flashing.] Great, what did I do.


Oh--uh--is this thing recording me or something? Hello?

[he lowers the thing, taking a look around--a bit frantic, and trying very, very hard not to be frantic, okay. Weird, unfamiliar scents all over the place, too many sounds--way, way too bright. He can’t smell out the Grimm anywhere. He can’t even figure out where he is in relation to his house. If he’s even still in Portland. Which, he’s pretty sure he’s not--this place is huge, and newer looking, and full of people--and not people--just breathe, Monroe, you’re not going to panic--even if this situation is cause for some serious freaking out, we’re not doing that, because it’s counter productive, and oh God, this is not happening.]

Dammit.


Look, if this is some kinda joke--Reynaldo? Nick? Not funny, okay? [He looks back at the device, trying to be stern, and failing.]

This is creepy, and fu...Crap. This is bad. Where am I. Where am I?

Okay--Nick? Nick Burkhardt, if this is your fault, I swear I’m gonna kill you. I’m--I got dropped in a freaking fountain, okay, and it’s loud, I mean, my head is pounding here--

Talking to a freaking palm pilot. Christ.
 
 
Ken Hidaka
Dean, I wanna talk. Now.
 
 
LENA  DUCHANNES
05 June 2012 @ 07:02 pm
[A hand fumbles in front of the camera, then pulls back to show a teenage girl who is looking very confused and a bit scared.]

Where am I? What's going on here?

[She looks around her, then back to the camera. Bringing it closer to her face to better examine it, she narrows her unique eyes, one green, one gold.]

Is this some kind of sick joke? Did you do this, mother?

[The last word is spit out harshly. This is so not a happy mother-daughter relationship.]

I don't know what your angle is this time, but I don't want to talk to you. Send me home right now!
 
 
james t kirk
05 June 2012 @ 07:06 pm
[How to work inferior tech? Right. All you see is a nice shot up Kirk's nose and a disgruntled noise before it just goes to black. What is this? Really?]

Right, so some city. I'm sure you all get the same yammering, but seriously? There's an earth ending crisis I'm in the middle of and need to get back to. Now. [There's a pissed off Romulan he needs to go punch.]

So tell me who is in charge and how we go about leaving this place.

Also, did I somehow timewarp into the past, because I've only seen a device like this in a museum.
 
 
Setsuna Mudou
05 June 2012 @ 09:19 pm
So...now that I remember my girlfriend, I'm not making another trade like that if I can help it.

[He says 'if' because he might need to do that for Karl. In fact, this is audio, well, because of Setsuna, but also slightly because of Karl. Because Setsuna's in his boxer shorts. The creak of a door opening can be heard. Setsuna's home, Kira.]

But you know what? I don't care what anyone says. It was still worth it.
 
 
Nathan Young
05 June 2012 @ 10:55 pm
[Unless anyone happens to be familiar with Nathan's butt, it probably isn't immediately obvious just whose device this is. Filming from behind is slightly awkward, so there's a bit of fumbling before Nathan manages to focus it on a fresh, slightly sore looking star and dice tattoo on his left hip. Satisfied, Nathan moves the camera to focus on his face, yanking his trousers back up.]

Pretty good, huh? I haven't had a new one in a while, and after that whole unicorn thing I thought I could do with one.

Oh, and if anyone's up for cards, I'm setting up a gambling business with Curtis. I'm trying out that whole responsible adult thing, so we're having a practice game at his and Alisha's next Saturday.