[ video ]

I'll just keep this short, shall I?

[Ginny beams at the camera, hair braided back but unmistakably Weasley red, eyes bright, smile brighter.]

Ginny Weasley here. If you know me, you'd best get your arse over here and say hello so I can give you a proper hug. And if you don't, well, come along and say hello, anyway. I'm as fond of unfamiliar faces as I am familiar ones.

[Teasingly,]

I might even be a tad bit more polite since you'll be perfect strangers. I only hex the ones I love, really.

[ooc; FOURTH WALL! HAVE AT HER. Just no doubles, no telling her she's from a book, and no future spoilers beyond the Final Battle (though if it happens, she'll conveniently forget once it's all over). Feel free to threadjack, too! HAVE FUN AND BACKDATE FOREVER! ♥

Also—Mrs Ginny Potter (chasingafter) may be threadjacking in this post!]

Would anyone like to join me for 'dinner' tonight~? My schedule seems to have suddenly 'opened up'.


[ooc: Please note that Solomon is not currently remembering his past or what and who he is. A 'morality reversal' curse had Merlin casting a spell that has given Solomon amnesia and kinda made him believe he's a demon that's been summoned. For those that like details, an incubus to be exact. And all your souls just look absolutely delicious to him.

Kira's sudden and temporary departure relieves Solcubus of any obligations, other than those to Merlin.]

[Someone doesn't look quite as happy as usual. In fact, ne's a little bit upset at the moment.]

No surprise, One would think, to find these deities are such to give with one hand while taking with the other. Once the City is less crowded...will those who've gone missing return as well?
( filtered to Setsuna and Alexiel )




((ooc: open/available for 4th wall as well))

[ For once, as the video feed connects, Howard's not sitting in a lab of some kind faffing around with anything. He's out in the open, wandering the streets, but whether it's for the special occasion or because he's merely hit a wall with the project he's working on is anyone's guess. It might even be as simple as him nipping out for coffee. ]

The last one'a these things the city experienced was the day I arrived and everyone thought I was one of 'em. Gotta admit, it ain't much better from this side. But, hey, means I've been here for a whole six months and I'm still breathing.


[ OOC: Fourth wall post. Feel free to bump into him anywhere. ]

[ Filtered to Phil and Natasha. ]

Do we know what's with the headless chickens? New arrivals never come in crowds like this. Hey, sir, if it's an invasion, do I have permission to fire at will? Got an itch I've been dying to scratch.


[ OOC: Fourth wall! Feel free to run into him anywhere. It's possible he's out walking Coulson's black labrador and carrying his bow. ]

[Experience teaches that if the network isn't directly addressed on days like these then it will find its own way of scheduling an appearance. Which is why Chase has stopped in front of a Know Your Bowels poster to make a brief address.]

Around eight percent of adults in first world countries will have a tapeworm at some point in their lives. Which makes them more popular than dogs.

No need to thank me.

[And, on with his life.]



( ooc: )

[There's little light to see by when the video feed begins. The sky's just now turning pale with the approaching sunrise, the stars are still bright overhead, and the City Square--this is a fine video of that most central of locations--is dimly lit and far quieter than it was the day before.

This peaceful, near-silent recording is interrupted by a burst of inaudible off-screen mumbling, immediately followed by the buzz of static and a flickering video. It only lasts for a moment. Image and sound quality are restored and a very awake Chekov, looking immensely pleased with himself, prevents the morning's peace and quiet from making a comeback. What's he doing out in the Square at this ungodly hour? What "improvement" did he make to his network device this time?

Don't ask. He'll happily tell you far more than you want to know.]

There! If that works...

[A hand obscures the video momentarily.]

Nonono--yes, good! That should cover all bandwidths, I think.

[And, as if wholly oblivious to this prelude, Chekov comes back into view and addresses the network.]

Is there anyone at all from the Enterprise here today? Who was not here before, is what I mean. The Academy? Moscow University? If you are here, I would like to talk with you, please. The City is very nice, for a time, but I would give away everything I own here for a decent conversation about transporter theory. Astrophysics, any kind. Rudimentary stellar cartography, anything.

Sulu, Uhura, Mr. Scott--have you been sent to visit?

[Politely, as an addendum:]

Or, if you are not from when I am from, I would not mind meeting you, either.


[ooc: Fourth wall post!  Anything is lovely--castmates, face doubles (although I think that I may play all of those...), other Treks, any character ever, what have you.  Tell him he's fictional or that he doesn't look a bit like Walter Koenig if you like; anything too brain-breaking can be conveniently forgotten, I'm sure!  Sorry for any delays, as well; I just remembered that sleep is a thing.]

Welcome--or welcome back--to the City.

I'm around if you need me.


[Action]

[It's a lackluster post to the network, but Justin isn't worried about making the strangers feel welcome. There are a very few, very specific people he's looking for. He delayed the post, unsure if seeing them would be a good thing or a bad thing.

Better to regret, perhaps...

Justin can be contacted via his network device or found in any of his usual haunts--the fringes of Xanadu, the police station, the apartment that he's currently sharing with Neil and Todd. He's exceptionally melancholy today (and has been, for some time), which is no small achievement considering his usual disposition. Approach at will. Should anyone choose to check the apartment, they may have to face Justin's recently-adopted tabby in addition to an abysmal mood.]


[ooc: Anything goes. No, really. Anything. Text, video, action, friends, strangers... anyone brave enough to prod the brooding nerd is more than welcome. (Replies will be sporadic, as life has decided to be busy. This shouldn't make them any less enthusiastic, however!)]

[ the feed turns on to reveal Orca, who is looking really really impatient!!

He's kind of disappointed he hasn't seen anyone he particularly likes yet, all right. ]

Nee, neeee. Agitooo, it's been two weeks already, you know?! C'mon, what happened to that thing you promised me? [ huffff. ] Are you chickening out on me?

I always wonder why it is that some of us can stay here, and others only come to visit. I mean, I'm glad that people who don't want to live in the City don't have to stay, but it seems like some of you enjoy visiting. But maybe I'm just being greedy. It's strange having friends you only see every few months.

I'm late in welcoming you all, but I hope you won't hold that against me.



( ooc deets! )

Like clockwork, too many people and more than often not enough time.

I really get tired of holding out hope that at least one of you guys are back here but still I stay somewhat optimistic. I could honestly say that talking to one of you would be beneficial in clearing some things up.


[ooc:Tags will be slow since I'm off to work to face the Hell that is the Weekend Traveler and it's cohort 105 degree heat. I'll be trying to post from my phone during my meager breaks between flights that is if my brain doesn't boil over in my skull.]

[voice]

No, you're not allowed in the TARDIS. No, you can't just take a quick look. And no scribbling on this box or I will make you wash it off. I'm not kidding.

[ ooc: Voice/video/action all welcome! Come help the Doctor defend the TARDIS ahahaha. Or be the problem. ]

This even they are calling Visitor Day, I take it to be a frequent thing?

I do not find it to be such a reason for joy, if the guests come and go, and we remain here nevertheless. Am I alone in feeling like some bauble on display? Come see, come see.

[She shrugs. What can you do.] Alas.

Welcome, I suppose. Try not to destroy what we cannot rebuild. It should only be courteous, after all.

[ooc; Sif is pre-Midgard arrival, and will welcome everyone with open arms! Depending on whether your name starts with an L those arms might wield a sword. Just...saying. (Anything goes.)]

Bet it's too much to ask to get a visit from home?

Lost count of how many times I've been around for this. Been a while, though.

Don't think I need to ask who's here. You know where to find me if you need to.

( ooc deets! )

][ A U D I O ][

Two kinds of weekends seem to repeat - this kind and the ones where there's a ton of curses going on at the same time.

[There're probably more - in fact he's sure there's more than one or a handful of others that have repeated but he keeps circling back mentally to these two as regular offenders.]

Not sure of the connection except more craziness than your average City day.

[Le shrug. On the outside. Burning wood. On the inside. Patterns usually mean something. But that might be the grasping of straws, pitfalls of wanting logical things in illogical places.

There's a pause and a buffered sound like a thumb brushing over the array of device buttons, ready to turn it off when he pauses.]

Does--

[--then he stops himself. Why would they be here? And he's the one who got rid of them in the first place, memories he must have decided didn't matter. And full name disclosure is stupid just about anywhere.

The device shuts off without any follow-up.]



][ A C T I O N ][
( Nothing stands between Arthur and espresso. )



[ ooc: internet connection's doing the off-on thing /_(\ but wanted this up ;; - annnd per 4th wall usual, anything goes ! ]

Visitors. It's not as bad as everyone seems to think, except for the noise.

I'm hungry, does anyone want to come over for dinner?

Just don't touch the cars.

[ooc: anyyyyything goes! action in the garage]

[Michael hasn't even noticed that all these other people are around. He's far too busy holding his sides from laughing so hard on top of Raphael's coffee table. Apparently something is absolutely hilarious.]

HAHAHAHAHA!

THAT PERVERT RAPHAEL! HE FELL FOR IT BIG TIME!

[He tries to catch his breath a bit.]

The idiot was hitting on someone and thought a guy was a GIRL! THEY EVEN WENT ON A DAMN DATE!

[Hang on. He's laughing again.




Still laughing.



Okay the post is ending here. He can't continue.]

Kira's gone home. Just wanted you to know...what's that guy's name again? That guy Kira works for. He's not skipping out on work. [Implied "this time".]

Anyone wanna go for a drink? I still wanna blow things up, too. Or fly. Anything. Just. Anything.

Alexiel, we still need an apartment.

[action]

[Doc has recently been to and returned from the alternate City - the fogged, dark, empty mirror of the City. Since returning, he's been largely absorbed in going over what he documented during his short stay there. (Cut short, of course, by Amory's accident. He told the kid to wear the seatbelt, but no...) He's also been going over the DeLorean, examining it for any abnormalities as a result of the trip, retuning the car's basic mechanics and doing some maintenance on the time circuits now that they're back in working order (even if, apparently, they no longer accomplish their original function - a curiosity in itself). Save for the break in his studies for the curse (An old west curse! That he truly enjoyed.), he's been flying notably below the radar.

In fact, he's been so absorbed in his work that he hadn't even noticed that it's one of these weekends again. He has noticed it's a lovely day, however, so he's actually brought the DeLorean out for a ride around town. No way to know if you've tuned up the car right without testing it, after all.

When he gets back to the building he's made his lab out of, he pulls up outside rather than bringing the DeLorean in, and sits with the driver's side door open, enjoying the weather and making a post.

In the passenger seat, his dog, Everett, sits patiently and waits.]


[voice]

So it seems we're in the midst of one of these weekends again! This would be the second of its sort that I have experienced; certainly, it still seems that the City's dimensional boundaries must be altered somehow to allow for the temporary influx. However, the degree of control and regularity with which this occurs certainly suggests the event is more deliberate than a simple fluctuation in the dimensional barriers. As much as a fluctuation in dimensional barriers could be called simple, of course.

[Of course. Because that's obvious, right?]

Given my recent trip to the apparent duplicate City, inadvertent though it was, it certainly seems that the City's structure is even more complex than I had originally anticipated.

[Oh, right, he's talking to other people. He was sort of going off... on his own thing. A little.]

In any case! A belated welcome to the City. If there is anything I may do to be of service or to aid in your understanding of this place, do not hesitate to ask.



[ooc: I AM SORRY THIS POST IS SO LONG. Doc's from the end of Part II. I'd prefer not to have him totally flip his shit so no duplicates, and... I think that's all? HIT HIM WITH ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING. Very, VERY backtagging friendly.

Feel free to grab him over the network or anywhere out and about in the City, during or after his ride around town. Especially if you recognize the DeLorean :D]

Well, let's get this over with. If you're from the Enterprise, this is Dr. McCoy. If you don't know what the Narada is, this is Dr. McCoy from an alternate reality. If you're from the Enterprise and your Spock has a goatee, go away.

Think that about covers it.

((ooc: Have at him! No doubles of canonmates already in the City, please, though the TOS or Mirror versions are fine. c: And I'm fine with people recognizing him from... well, Star Trek.))

Hello, visitors! I hope you're enjoying your time in the City so far, all things considered. I know it's weird, but believe me, it could be a LOT worse.

Anyway, if you need a place to relax or drink some really good tea while trying to wrap your head around this whole 'city' thing, stop by the Jasmine Dragon! Best tea in the City, and we do desserts now too!

[Really, she's just gotten used to using the visitor weekend as a way to get more customers to come in.]

[Roxas sounds especially annoyed and harassed today, yet rather resigned.]

Oof—hey, stop shoving—it's one of those weekends again, huh?

Hey, new people, try to be a little more considerate. I know it's confusing but some of us live here. Don't be so pushy.

So, anyone I know show up this time? [There might be one or two people he hopes will show up one day.]

[OOC: GO FOURTH WALL GO. Canonmate visitors would be especially loved.]

All right now that shite's sort of calmed down I want to ask something.

With all the people in this place someone has to have the answer:

If you have a boyfriend here and a boyfriend in your world who you can access at all, is it cheating when they both seem to find you on the same weekend?

Matt?



[ooc: annnnyyyything goes!]

[ The person that falls out of the sky doesn’t look natural, green skin, wings that span once and curl in on themselves. It’s the shock that does it, makes it impossible to land with any kind of grace, and the splash upon impact sends water cascading over the lip of the fountain.

The boy that eventually climbs out isn’t the same, blonde and built and normal. He looks far from threatening, pushing damp hair out of his eyes, earrings glinting in the light. Teddy finds it’s better to hide it away, to tuck himself in. He glances around himself with a frown, water seeping out from his costume as he stumbles out and straightens up. ]

Uh -. Billy? [ Where the hell is he? ] Tommy? Anyone? Is this a test. I really hope it’s a test. I’m down with the whole quest thing, but mostly when there’s a fellowship with bows, and axes, and the occassional sword. [Why yes, he is rambling. Completely and utterly rambling.

He’s skittish, can’t help himself, turns on his heel to get a closer look at the place. He needs to do recon, that’s what an Avenger would do, right? ] God, I suck at this.

[Voice Post]

And so soon do we citizens have the pleasure of our favorite time of year. As always, I am ready to assist anyone in need of it, be it getting around, some of the ruder inhabitants of the City, or merely each other. I look forward to seeing all of you.

[/Voice Post]

[OoC: Anything goes! Do your worst maybe. He may or may not try to latch onto someone at midnight in hopes he goes with them. Theme for this year's amusing links? Two Best Friends Play.]

[Video Post]

Hey! You guys again, huh? I've gotta admit, you're probably my favorite curse. Even if a bunch of you are weird. Say hi, I guess.

So, uh. Carl, you're usually here, right? You should definitely stop by my place!

[/Video Post]

[OoC: Unleash everyone and anything on him. This one because can't you just see Demyx as Matt so very easily?]

[Video Post]

You haven't anything for me these last times you lot have come around, and I doubt that you'll have anything now, except for trouble. So I'll say this once; keep your hands to yourselves if you know what's good for you, and if you actively try to start up trouble, you'll soon wish that you hadn't.

If there's anyone that knows me, I'll be on patrol.

[/Video Post]

[OoC: You can tell her anything, just avoid telling her that she's from books. If you want to action, go on ahead, just indicate it in the subject line or comment somehow. Man vs. Wild just seemed appropriate for Angua.]

Iwha--, [ --and further garbled non-words as the device turns on, a lot of noise from all the crowds and Sora's at the zoo so it's especially packed - people viewing all the typical and atypical residents or just trying to pass through. In the background sound one might hear an elephant. By the time it cuts back in, it's much quieter, though there's a fair amount of street noise still. ] Phew. Crazy weekend again huh. I know it annoys a lot of people, but I...I honestly like it.

I just wish people would stop trying to touch my hair...

Aaaanyways, I hope everyone gets to see someone they've been missing, today. Or that they saw them yesterday. Both days would be even better.

[ He pauses. He hasn't seen anyone, but he's still looking and it may or may not be surprising how much ground Sora can cover when he puts his mind to it. ]

Hey Roxas...does Axel need to be taken out soon?



[ooc: slow re midterm sob summerrrr but 4th wall cannot be missed x(!!!! <333 ]