caduceusoncall: (Doctor Ziegler)
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[The irony of a sick doctor is not lost on Angela Ziegler. She has bags under her eyes but a kind smile on her lips.]

Apologies for my absence, everyone. I should have made an announcement before hand, but I fell ill in the cold weather and thought it best I didn't compromise any of my patients with it. Just a bad cold - and I know, I know, a doctor getting sick is a little silly. I'm still human, you know.

The Mercy Medical tent in the Outpost is open again! We are still handing out coats and winter clothes to chilly travelers. Donations are deeply appreciated, as are helpers to sort through them.

[Angela reaches out and turns the camera to show a tent full of volunteers folding coats, pairing up mittens, and re-lacing heavy boots. The shelves are freshly stocked with medical supplies. The camera turns back to her after a moment.]

Happy late holidays, everyone.
sizeofyourbaggage: (grin)
[personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage
[ Despite the faulty call devices around, Sam sends this out to the call network in general instead of limiting it to the hero channel. Everyone deserves a little snow fun.

The video opens up with a scan of the park, covered in snow, and a half finished snow fort along with a stockpile of snowballs. Then Sam turns the camera back on himself, shooting a smile. ]


Who's in for a game of capture the flag in the snow, huh?

[ Action is totally acceptable if your character would rather just go find Sam! He'll be chucking snowballs at anyone he recognizes. ]
meulin: (pic#9967521)
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(^・o・^) < Oh what have we here? It appurrs to be a device linked to a secret network!
(=^ω^=) < I s33 you there Purrloz!
\(=^ω^=)ノ < Even without your color I can sniff out your poetry anywhere. <33

(=゜-゜=) < I am still not furry sure who this belongs to as Mewtuna has not b33n over in ages and I have a purrsonal communication device already.
(=^‥^=) < Though I had to enter my own handle so that might make finding said owner difficult
(=^ω^=) < But wow you all talk about so many things!
(=^ω^=) < And you have such good make up effects, seriously, 11/10 would watch again!

(=^ω^=) < Either way, I wanted to post to say I have found a lovely device with a pawsome mountain background that I think is probably missed.
\(=^‥^)/ < Message me with your handle and I shall return it right away.
thygospelevity: (Never have I ever been)
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Greetings my ninjas of sevenfold! I come bearing no less than fifteen printed mother fuckin wavers!

With these blessings, we may be allowed passage into a world of wonder and enchantment, miracle and sweet fuckin mayhem! Kingsport, within the land of daymare, has brought about some true Mirthful beauty! We have been granted entry into the Midnight Carnival!

I cannot attend alone, not without first reaching out to my dear sisters of seven and brothers blessed to join me in an evening of entertainments with no need to call request of the culling-officer's permission, nor any cull parent! I know not whether festivities will go as they do within the carnathedral, but only through joining me may we uncover. Come now, my dear friends, and let us gather together that we may kick this bitch atmospheric!
jinglejangle: (Default)
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[It's not exactly the introduction McCree was expecting to make - not that this whole thing is anything he would've expected to begin with - but after hassling people over poetry, it's time to get down to business.

And he definitely has the time to spare.]


So does this kind of shit happen here often? [He gestures with the lit cigar he's holding.] Just casual news posts about serial killers, rounded off with fancyass coffees?

[He pauses to take a drag, mulling it over. Maybe it's not his place, but something needs to be done.]

Is anyone else gonna hunt that bastard down, or am I gonna have to do it myself?
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[Being holed up in a safehouse as she is, Ana is a little short on stimulating conversation. As much as she might want to resist engaging in this strange magical cellphone, she doesn't hold out for too long. After all, from what she can tell, these people have no idea who she is.

What she posts comes in two pieces, the first a series of lines in Arabic text followed by a helpful translation in English. The second piece is commentary.]


ﺃﺩﻣﻨﺖ ﺍﺣﺰﺍﻧﻲ
ﻓﺼﺮﺕ ﺍﺧﺎﻑ ﺍﻥ ﻻ ﺍﺣﺰﻧﺎ
ﻭﻃﻌﻨﺖ ﺁﻻﻓﺎ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﻤﺮﺍﺕ
ﺣﺘﻰ ﺻﺎﺭ ﻳﻮﺟﻌﻨﻲ ﺑﺎﻥ ﻻ ﺍﻃﻌﻨﺎ
ﻭﻟﻌﻨﺖ ﻓﻲ ﻛﻞ ﺍﻟﻠﻐﺎﺕ
ﺣﺘﻰ ﺻﺎﺭ ﻳﻘﻠﻘﻨﻲ ﺑﺎﻥ ﻻ ﺍﻟﻌﻨﺎ
ﻭﻟﻘﺪ ﺗﺸﺎﺑﻬﺖ ﻛﻞ ﺍﻟﺒﻼﺩ
ﻓﻼ ﺍﺭﻯ ﻧﻔﺴﻲ ﻫﻨﺎﻙ، ﻭﻻ ﺍﺭﻯ ﻧﻔﺴﻲ ﻫﻨﺎ

I was addicted to my sorrows,
Until I became scared of not being sorrowful.
And I was stabbed thousands of times,
Until it felt painful not to be stabbed.
And I was cursed in all the languages,
Until I became nervous of not being cursed.
And all the countries seemed the same,
in that I neither see myself there, nor do I see myself here.


I came across this while reading, so I thought I might share it. No particular reason, except than I found it to be moving. I wouldn't mind hearing your opinions.
american_alien: (3: heroic)
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So I thought I knew what I wanted to do with my life. I worked really hard to get to where I am and what I'm doing but...

After talking to people, talking to lots of people from all over, I'm not so sure anymore. I think I might have been thinking too small, but it feels weird to think of it like that. Like I'm limited MYSELF, if that makes any sense. I mean, it's not like we have a lot of money and I worked really hard to get the scholarships to get here in the first place.

But I'm not sure if I'm just letting this trip run away with me or if I'm finally seeing more clearly now that I've actually gone out and seen just how big the world is.

Thoughts?