04 April 2014 @ 03:40 pm

[Someone apparently never taught Seychelles to keep her voice down in the library, because she is yelling over the network from one of the library's terminals, and this is one irate-looking girl in her early teens. Her clothing is more old-fashioned than her icons suggest - a history buff might recognize it as being from the early 1800s.]

If this is supposed to be some kind of joke or an elaborate time-out, it isn't funny! I wanna go back to my islands, now! And you better not ignore me! Do you know how long it took me to make this work?!

[The answer to that is a solid three hours of hitting the terminal and randomly pressing buttons. Even now she doesn't know if it's actually working, but she's at the end of her rope.]
20 November 2011 @ 07:46 pm
Recently it's been boring. Like, I'm so glad all the creepy stuff is gone and over with but I still miss normal city life or at least going to see family now and again.



Would anyone like a make-over? There's a few who are kind of in desperate need of it. [CoughcoughVietnamcoughcough.] But I'd sure love to be able to primp someone up nicely.
22 September 2011 @ 09:36 pm
[He's been fiddling around with the computer since his arrival, but not really tried sending out a video with it. More just figuring out what it does in general, the basic directions given for it does help greatly.

But he's noticed a few changes he wished to speak about, if not to the ones who'd brought them here. They may not reply back to him, but it wouldn't hurt to try to communicate with them. As much as people told him it wasn't worth the effort.]

I've notice some things have changed around here... seemingly while we slept. Quick work I have to say. [He'd love to know how they'd done it, but that's a whole other thing for another time.]

I'd like to thank you for making the tower more accessible to those in my situation, it will make being here much easier in the long run. If there is a long run to be had. I noticed an elevator as well, but I've yet to try it.

... I would like to speak with you if I could, if not in person over these computers. People here want more than the note you've given us. You must know this. If you've saved us as you say then why not show yourselves? Why not speak with us and let us thank you properly. [He feels this is futile, but NOT trying would be worse.]

Hiding and giving us nothing to go on besides that our worlds are destroyed... it's not enough. You say you saved our lives, but what proof is there if you can't give us any? [And he'll stare tight lipped at the computer screen, not sure what else to say. He could go in circles all day so he'll sigh and turn the feed off.]
Current Mood: curious
22 September 2011 @ 01:45 pm
1. What the hell is up with that one new floor?

2. You troll people, no one cares about that blood color thing here and there are more than one of some of you so it's really stupid to post entries like OH MY BLOOD IS A BIT MORE PURPLE THAN YOURS OH YOU ARE TYPING WITH THE WRONG COLOR over and over.

3. Maybe we should make a movie or something to give to new people so we don't have to keep telling everyone.

4. Did anyone else fill out some weird survey without wanting to?

5. Can we go back to that new floor thing, because WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH THE BLOOD AND THE SCREAMING.
26 August 2011 @ 08:04 am
[The feed turns on thanks to the swipe of a little paw before the tiny kitten of a cat jumps down and the feed focuses on the two female nations just sitting across from one another.

Taiwan rests her chin on her palms while Vietnam delicately has her chin on the back of her hands with her elbows on the table.

This goes on for about five minutes before Taiwan finally blinks and rubs her eyes with her sleeves.]

Hah! You lost this one.

That's not fair! My eyes dried out after our 50th round.

You can't blame the air on that!

I can too! That obviously effects the ability to keep my eyes open for a long period of time.

[The bickering goes on for a little bit before they both get in a slappy hand fight with nothing but sleeves with bits of Vietnamese and Chinese being yelled out by either one of them and by this point, the feed dies out.]
25 August 2011 @ 10:48 pm
[America is looking bright and cheerful! Those who've seen him around, he hasn't really been that way recently, so this may be a good change! Or maybe you know him from home and are groaning right now.]

Okay, so yeah, you can go back to your places sometimes, and it looks like everything's kind of in pieces and... Stuff. [vague gesture]

But! That doesn't mean it can't be fixed! We just have to figure out what they're doing and... Do it backwards. You know, everyone from different times and stuff? So they have to have a time machine! [He makes flying gesture with his hand through space which is obviously meant to represent a time machine moving through time. Obviously.] And we should steal it, right, and then we go back before the world is destroyed and fix it!

We just have to figure out where they're keeping the time machine.
02 August 2011 @ 11:05 pm
I don't- particularly find it nice to kidnap me then say something cruel about the world!

So...someone please start talking- or- or else! [She tries to sound assertive but she's more so just spouting words amongst tears and fears.] I don't like this place at all... What's with these stupid collars? I remember seeing a movie of Japan's that had something like this but- ...we're not going to have our head's explode are we?

Can we go home now?
02 August 2011 @ 01:30 am
 [ Taps the camera and then leans back on his chair.

Looks left. Looks right. ]

Tch. I hate this place.

[ Hesitantly takes a sip of coke and then stares at something on the side. While totally tuning out, he is eating licorice. ]

That idiot has been gone for a long time...
30 July 2011 @ 07:34 am
[ there is some fumbling and strange video angles as Castiel tries to work out the computer as he's seen Sam do it, but in the end he just uses his Grace to make it work for him. ]

This is very unsettling.

[ And he says no more. Someone might want to prompt him to speak up? ]
24 July 2011 @ 08:27 pm
As interesting as watching the network has been, I suppose it's time to let everyone know I'm still around, hmm?

[Alas, whatever has been sending people away has yet to rid the tower of the ever cheerful scientist. The background of his feed is clearly the infirmary, though why would he be down there-- oh well.]

Now, now, what was the harm in letting them chat with such a polite young man? He was only answering a few questions.

[Lloyd is, of course, referring to the sudden end to one certain little response on the network. Yes, he was tracking it! What else is there for him to do but stalk everyone's conversations?]

I wonder. Maybe they're protecting him from us... or is it the other way around?

Also! Now's as good as chance as any to ask how romping around through those new floors went for you all. I can't say I was bothered to go and investigate on my own~.

[Certainly not with a tower full of curious guinea pigs to do that for him.]
06 June 2011 @ 12:23 am
[Her camera turns on to a rather annoyed looking Hungary.] Alright this- isn't really funny at all. If Gilbert's the one behind this cruel prank I swear to God I will snap his neck then his dick. It's one thing for some of his pranks to be stupid, but to go this far would be completely unforgivable.

Though, I guess I should thank whoever packed everything for me. Still. I'm pretty angry.

So...please, if anyone is out there. Start spilling.
05 June 2011 @ 12:51 am
[Good morning, fellow abductees of the Tower. There is a cheerfully smiling man in a lab coat on the terminal feed now and there's nothing you can do about it! Well, okay, you could just walk away, but where's the fun in that? He gives the screen a little wave.]

Hello, hello! Done poking around our strange new prison yet? No? I guess you won't be through with that for awhile. Still, I failed to introduce myself before everyone set off!

[He had more important things to do than talk to all the little lost boys and girls, but now he doesn't!]

I am Lloyd Asplund, an engineer in the employ of the Britannian Empire. That's really all there is to that. Now on to something more fascinating! Our collars! [He taps his own, an orange one.] I did find myself a few tools, but it was all for naught! These have no obvious means of coming off. No seams, no screws, nothing. Makes you wonder how they managed to get them on in the first place, hmm? I suppose if we got our hands on a welding torch, that might be somewhat more effective, but you might not enjoy the process.

[because lol fire.]

They appear to be quite durable, as well, so you may be better off not trying anything drastic to break them. You'll just end up hurting yourselves~.
04 June 2011 @ 07:05 pm
[There is nothing but white when the visuals flicker into view, and it may take a moment or more for the pupils to adjust to the amount of white on white, the wall and the floors and the tight suit, and then the mess of white hair and equally fair skin. The voice that accompanies the image is not amused.]

Now you've done it, France. You win this one, whatever it is. We'll have a laugh about it and I'll beat your head in for it next time we go out for a drink. Whatever it was, you can let me out now.

[There's an affirmative--or perhaps just supportive--chirping in the background, and the young woman rolls her eyes.]

And I can't believe you took away my clothes but the left the bird behind. Pervert.
31 May 2011 @ 09:48 pm
Ignore. ♥
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