ᴊᴏʜɴ ❝ ʀᴇᴀᴘᴇʀ ❞ ɢʀɪᴍᴍ, ssɢᴛ.
13 August 2013 @ 07:50 am
[ what's up, poly? now that the pirate shenanigans are over, you're very much welcome to the usual sight of our dear fountain bringing in another one of those new arrivals, the side of their face just barely in view of the screen.

or are they new, is the question (yes they are).

the man who appears on the screen is probably a familiar face to a lot of people, but there are notable differences: he looks just a bit younger for one, his face covered with facial hair, his hair cut shorter, blood all over his face and uniform (mostly his, yes, but they've healed, so don't worry), and he's seems less - angry. more hardened, really. less 'i don't have time for this bullshit', and more 'i don't really need this right now' - if you catch my drift.

plus, he's carrying an assault rifle in one hand. that's not something that the good old country doctor does, is it?
]

Could do with a better welcoming committee.

[ charming, isn't he?

but really, no one answered his question when he started asking around, but that might have something to do with the fact that he looks less than friendly in his standard uniform. anyway, he's been duly informed that asking through a 'network' will give him his answers, so here he is.
]

How about we start with the question where the hell am I, and then we'll go from there? If there are any devil dogs around, oorah. [ he says it with a deadpan expression, then cuts the feed. ]
 
 
Steve Rogers
13 August 2013 @ 02:12 pm
 
I'm not the police force's lucky charm. Anyone attempting to kiss me will not enjoy the consequences.

[He doesn't mean physical ones. He means the kind like cleaning out the cell bathrooms. Because latrines is the most military kind of punishment the guy can come up with.]
 
 
Lydia Martin
13 August 2013 @ 05:56 pm
[When the video turns on, the screen is streaked with water. The indignant gasps of a young woman sputtering as the image lifts - whomever it is, they apparently woke up in the fountain and are none too pleased about it.]

--- can't believe this, what the hell

[More movement, and it's evident that the young woman is soaking wet and none too pleased about it. Finally though, the device is turned upward so that a redhaired, green eyed young woman with lips pressed together tightly in dismay stares down at it.]

Where am I?