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[Text to Daine]
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bluesuit_handyRomac knows about me. Took the children. Something happening here, system went down while I was finding their records. Surveillance down for now, don't know how long.
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i_jonesI was informed it would be rude to broadcast 99 Luftballons to your phones, and also that my method of invitation leaves something to be desired, so. All you transplants to this city: Party, this evening, Central Park. Not out in the park, a place in the park. You'll get it when you see it. Follow the strategically placed balloons.
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[attachment: a photo of a path in Central Park, with a blue balloon tied to a railing]
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Sep. 10th, 2014 08:22 pmbluesuit_handyHas anyone seen Daine Sarrasri? She's not answering her phone and she may have been in the park. Tell her Andrew is looking for her and she needs to tell me where she is. Better yet, tell me where she is yourself.
apidaeText 1: Hi everyone!! Happy 4th to Americans. Today's the day: the grand opening of my beehives on the Rebel apartment rooftops! I have snacks and drinks and a shady spot to sit (a safe distance from the bees) for anyone who'd like to visit. Will be here all day and watching fireworks tonight. Hope to see some of you!! :D
Text 2: I suppose some of you have no idea who I am. My name is Bee. Very funny I know. I promise I don't sting like my namesake. Who won't sting you either, not unless you bother them! Feel free to come say hello if you are not allergic or phobic.
Text 3: Does anyone know the Doctor? I don't have his number. He is invited too. Sorry for the spam!!!
Text 2: I suppose some of you have no idea who I am. My name is Bee. Very funny I know. I promise I don't sting like my namesake. Who won't sting you either, not unless you bother them! Feel free to come say hello if you are not allergic or phobic.
Text 3: Does anyone know the Doctor? I don't have his number. He is invited too. Sorry for the spam!!!
[audio] open call to all
May. 6th, 2014 05:38 pmadventuressing[a very posh voice can be heard, muttering to itself.]
Is this even--? These touch screen things, what I'd give for regular old-fashioned buttons...
[and then raised, now addressing a hypothetical audience]
Um, hello! Has anyone seen the Doctor recently? I don't know if you know him, he's tall and skinny, big brown eyes, hair like a mad rooster? Only I haven't seen him in more than a week and he isn't answering his phone, and it'd be just like him to get into trouble. [beat] Oh! I'm Charley, by the way, I'm a friend of his.
Is this even--? These touch screen things, what I'd give for regular old-fashioned buttons...
[and then raised, now addressing a hypothetical audience]
Um, hello! Has anyone seen the Doctor recently? I don't know if you know him, he's tall and skinny, big brown eyes, hair like a mad rooster? Only I haven't seen him in more than a week and he isn't answering his phone, and it'd be just like him to get into trouble. [beat] Oh! I'm Charley, by the way, I'm a friend of his.
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Jan. 13th, 2014 03:19 pmbluesuit_handyThis might be an weird question, but has anyone else seen an unusual number of rabbits today?
bluesuit_handy[This text has been a while in coming because he kept holding out hope the last part of him would come home on his own. A week after the accident, though, there's still no sign of the mini-meta-crisis, and Andrew is getting desperate enough to send out a widespread request for help. He's not so desperate, though, as to open it up to ROMAC-friendly channels and reveal his existence to that organization. Also, he's had to borrow James's phone, as his own is still partially shrunk.]
Attention everyone: somewhere in New York, there's a very small person, about four inches tall. He's lost, or more likely he's injured or being held somewhere. If you find him, you must reply to this number. He's been missing for a week, and was last seen at 59th and Lexington. Tell him Andrew is looking for him.
Attention everyone: somewhere in New York, there's a very small person, about four inches tall. He's lost, or more likely he's injured or being held somewhere. If you find him, you must reply to this number. He's been missing for a week, and was last seen at 59th and Lexington. Tell him Andrew is looking for him.
ceciiil[If you have a smartphone or equivalent communications device using the network on you or near you, it flickers into life with a polite crackle. Communications devices canbe powered off at any time if you don't wish to hear the broadcast.]
Greetings, citizens of the local rift-influenced community. You know who you are. Or at least, I hope you do, because I sure don't. My name is Cecil, and like you, I was recently deposited here by the rift. Back home, it was my job to keep the public safe and informed by reporting on events impacting the community, including road closings, natural disasters, and acts of most gods. I'm broadcasting to you live, with the help of the TARDIS, regarding something much, much more terrifying: Street cleaning.
I know the rift community is a diverse one, with people hailing from all kinds of alternate universes, planes of existence, and purely fictional realities. It is my duty as a news affiliate to make sure none of you are caught flat-footed, and subsequently devoured or ground into a paste which is then burned to fuel the city, by a menace you don't even know to expect. Chances are pretty good that will happen even if you are forewarned, but leveling the playing field seems like the least I can do. And can we just take a minute to appreciate the innovation behind this alternative energy source? Real green thinking!
Listeners, I've been through this before, and let me just say, street cleaning is not the end of the world. Actually, according to my sources, the end of the world will be comparatively bloodless, so that's one major difference, right there. Normally, I'd advise evacuating the area before it's too late, but of course as 'Riftugees' we are not permitted to leave. Burning off your fingerprints and fleeing to Europe is not, I repeat, is not going to save you this time. So just...keep a low profile, make peace with whatever deities you prefer, and try to loot respectfully.
I will be at this impromptu broadcasting station, located inside the space/time ship known as the TARDIS, until this crisis is over. Please call in for survival tips or with eye-witness accounts--[Cecil's voice is muffled, no longer directed at the microphone, as he asks a question, and another voice can be heard in the background. The words are indistinct, but the answering voice is female and the tone is distinctly one of chastisement. The discussion continues for some time, before Cecil addresses the mic once more.] Listeners, I need to issue a correction, here. Ships that travel in space and time do not exist, and if they did, it still would have been extremely rude and forgetful of me to acknowledge that fact publicly, even during a catastrophic event. Again, space/time ships are not real, and I apologize. The number for calling in is [_______]. I look forward to hearing from survivors, or non-survivors capable of manipulating electricity and phone lines.
Greetings, citizens of the local rift-influenced community. You know who you are. Or at least, I hope you do, because I sure don't. My name is Cecil, and like you, I was recently deposited here by the rift. Back home, it was my job to keep the public safe and informed by reporting on events impacting the community, including road closings, natural disasters, and acts of most gods. I'm broadcasting to you live, with the help of the TARDIS, regarding something much, much more terrifying: Street cleaning.
I know the rift community is a diverse one, with people hailing from all kinds of alternate universes, planes of existence, and purely fictional realities. It is my duty as a news affiliate to make sure none of you are caught flat-footed, and subsequently devoured or ground into a paste which is then burned to fuel the city, by a menace you don't even know to expect. Chances are pretty good that will happen even if you are forewarned, but leveling the playing field seems like the least I can do. And can we just take a minute to appreciate the innovation behind this alternative energy source? Real green thinking!
Listeners, I've been through this before, and let me just say, street cleaning is not the end of the world. Actually, according to my sources, the end of the world will be comparatively bloodless, so that's one major difference, right there. Normally, I'd advise evacuating the area before it's too late, but of course as 'Riftugees' we are not permitted to leave. Burning off your fingerprints and fleeing to Europe is not, I repeat, is not going to save you this time. So just...keep a low profile, make peace with whatever deities you prefer, and try to loot respectfully.
I will be at this impromptu broadcasting station, located inside the space/time ship known as the TARDIS, until this crisis is over. Please call in for survival tips or with eye-witness accounts--[Cecil's voice is muffled, no longer directed at the microphone, as he asks a question, and another voice can be heard in the background. The words are indistinct, but the answering voice is female and the tone is distinctly one of chastisement. The discussion continues for some time, before Cecil addresses the mic once more.] Listeners, I need to issue a correction, here. Ships that travel in space and time do not exist, and if they did, it still would have been extremely rude and forgetful of me to acknowledge that fact publicly, even during a catastrophic event. Again, space/time ships are not real, and I apologize. The number for calling in is [_______]. I look forward to hearing from survivors, or non-survivors capable of manipulating electricity and phone lines.
PM to the TARDIS [closed]
Sep. 9th, 2013 07:15 pmbluesuit_handyThere's a man named Topher Brink passed out in my kitchen, possible stroke. I need your help now.
