Al Capone
21 May 2013 @ 12:50 am
[ The woman in the video takes her time setting up the camera in a bar that is definitely not one of his...her...regular dives. At first she's hesitant, attempting to slick back her hair and crudely adjust the tie and vest to compliment her, ah, altered chest area.

It might not have been the best idea, but it's late to turn back now.
]

What. Don't act like it ain't happening to the rest of you. I'm not gonna cry over it or let 'em think that it bugs me any more than the other shit that goes on here.

[ She shifts her weight in the chair ever-so slightly before taking a long swig from a nearby bottle. ]

I'm just gonna go on the record and say that if one more of your sonnuvabitches, man-woman, woman-man or otherwise, says something about this, I still got fists and they work just fine.

[ Right on cue, a whistle. She barely knits her brows in annoyance before she's lunging out of her chair and is off the screen like a blur. ]

C'mere, ya fuckin'--!!

[ There's just a hint of a yelp before the feed cuts out. ]

[ Backdated to the 20th. Replies from [personal profile] shesgotastatement. Please bug, troll or otherwise. C: ]
 
 
monochrome_mirror
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No. I am not going to do this.

It's a poor idea.


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City, how does one, ah, no, I'm not going to ask this, this is ridiculous.


[She's preparing dialogue here. Clearly whatever this is, is either important enough or awkward enough to warrant her actually practicing whatever it is. She also sounds incredibly distracted, not at all like her usual self. Her mind is elsewhere...badly.]

Fine. I will just ask.

This is humiliating.

[She clicks the video on, showing her sitting on a stone in one of the parks, then stands there in wide-eyed surprise. Her face is a rather delightful shade of pink.]

The device was already on.

.......

City, how does one...ah...

No.No, no, no.

[She cuts the feed. The last thing is her voice...]

I'm not going to ask the City how I would proposition people. This is just absurd.


[ooc: If you like awkward people and/or easy targets and/or just want to make life really amusing...have at. She's so damn affected by this curse and has no idea what to do with it. Or, rather, she knows the theory, and is just really...not used to people. :P  I'd love to corner a character with her if anyone is willing ;)]

 
 
Joan Watson
21 May 2013 @ 07:48 pm
[action]
cut for space )

[voice]

[ The voice post comes about ten minutes after her entrance to the City. She reached into her pocket for her phone only moments after arriving, and was immediately frustrated by the inability to reach anyone from the outside world. Not Sherlock, not Bell, not Gregson, not even her mother.

When she saw the new little Network icon on her phone, she hesitated to click it, but finally gave in. And after a few minutes reading, she's formulated a plan for going forward. It's risky, but she's going to have to do what she can with what she has. She needs answers. ]


Hello, my name is Joan Watson, and I could use some help. I think someone sent me here under false pretenses. I don't know where this is... but it's definitely not New York City. I need to get back there as soon as possible. And I need to borrow a phone from someone, because mine isn't working right. Are there any police officers monitoring this frequency? I need to speak to someone right now, it's urgent.
 
 
Rapunzel
21 May 2013 @ 07:49 pm
[A young man dressed all in purple, sporting an incredibly familiar head of rediculously blonde hair, is hanging from the ceiling in a makeshift hair harness, painting.]

You know, Pascal, this isn't really so bad! I mean, it was weird at first, but its not so different! It's easier to lie on my chest and paint now, too, that's a plus...!

[His voice may be deeper, and he may be a man, but it's definitely Rapunzel grinning down at a chameleon sitting on the floor, who gives him a look, turning red.]

Oh, don't be so embarrassed, Pascal, it's still me. Things will be back to normal by tomorrow, I'm sure! Besides...you're such a pretty girl chameleon, you know!

[Pascal, who appears to be sporting larger eyelashes, goes bright pink, squawking at Rapunzel before running off.]

I meant that as a good thing!! Oh, come back...!

[ooc: backdated to the 20th, because I'm an idiot and I forgot what day it was. Punzie looks like this and sounds like Leonardo da Vinci from Assassin's Creed. Just because.]