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vivifierHow many of you are yourself? How many of you are suddenly disney princes or low-level gangsters?
[ He hates you all right now, really. ]
[ He hates you all right now, really. ]
vivifier
It's Finally Movie Night!
Mar. 21st, 2018 06:20 amgoodviberationsThis is it, guys. Finally, finally they're going to have the movie night they've been talking about for months. It's been a rough few weeks on most of them, and Cisco is determined to cheer everyone up. He'd stumbled across a 40s movie theatre- the kind that would have shown nickelodeons back in the day- and decided that it was the perfect venue for them. Plenty of room for everyone to spread out, and they could set up a snack table in front of the small stage beneath the screen.
Party time, here they come.
Party time, here they come.
[Text to Harry Wells] [Private]
Mar. 17th, 2018 03:02 pmvivifier I need your help with something. Okay?
[ Brief and to the point...sort of. Well, at least he's trying? ]
[ Brief and to the point...sort of. Well, at least he's trying? ]
Time Storm - Final Event log!
Mar. 10th, 2018 05:41 pmtimefragmentmodIt's time.
The science and speedster minds have determined that a wave of dark matter washing over the affected will save their lives. Below are main threads - backtagging is always encouraged.
The science and speedster minds have determined that a wave of dark matter washing over the affected will save their lives. Below are main threads - backtagging is always encouraged.
Action/Audio (Locked to Savitar)
Mar. 3rd, 2018 07:29 pmgoodviberations Cisco knows he shouldn't be worrying so much. Mick is a grown man who'd just lost his two closest friends. It's totally normal to disappear for a few days. And Cisco had done his best to respect that space. He's made sure there were leftover in the fridge just in case Mick came home (which he'd noticed haven't gone anywhere), but he hasn't tried to force himself into his grieving.
Until now. Because with Oliver sick from the storm slowly creeping over the city, all he can do is worry. If Mick tells him to go screw himself, so be it. But he has to know he's alright.
So he calls. And every ring of the phone twists his stomach up more.
Until now. Because with Oliver sick from the storm slowly creeping over the city, all he can do is worry. If Mick tells him to go screw himself, so be it. But he has to know he's alright.
So he calls. And every ring of the phone twists his stomach up more.
Hiding Away - [action - locked to Savitar]
Mar. 1st, 2018 09:04 pmbringstheheatSara was gone.
Snart was gone.
Hell, the flock of hatchlings were gone with the exception of little Haircut.
Training in Egypt wasn't helping. Watching the fire curl around his limbs and obey his commands wasn't helping. So Mick slipped from the apartment. Ghosted from one place to another. Drinking. Eating. Trying to fill the empty chasm in his chest left as the two people who had been his anchors, his touchstones, had been ripped away yet again.
Even stealing a supply of speedster booze hadn't helped.
He was tired. He was sick and exhausted. A fever making the world swim and an ache settling into his joints like they were made of ground glass. So as Mick slips into a feverish doze, he barely notices the way Haircut Jr flies off, tiny alarmed chirps filling the air.
He can find help.
Somewhere.
Snart was gone.
Hell, the flock of hatchlings were gone with the exception of little Haircut.
Training in Egypt wasn't helping. Watching the fire curl around his limbs and obey his commands wasn't helping. So Mick slipped from the apartment. Ghosted from one place to another. Drinking. Eating. Trying to fill the empty chasm in his chest left as the two people who had been his anchors, his touchstones, had been ripped away yet again.
Even stealing a supply of speedster booze hadn't helped.
He was tired. He was sick and exhausted. A fever making the world swim and an ache settling into his joints like they were made of ground glass. So as Mick slips into a feverish doze, he barely notices the way Haircut Jr flies off, tiny alarmed chirps filling the air.
He can find help.
Somewhere.
POST DATED Before Event / Action
Mar. 1st, 2018 02:29 pmvivifier So. Today was the day.
Today was the day for decorating an apartment. He'd postponed it and put it off as much as he could, and he could put it off no longer. Not without some serious invasions of his privacy and said apartment. Apparently, a couch, a bed, a coffee table and dishes 'wasn't enough for habital living' . Ridiculous. It was way better than where he'd lived when he was fighting Team Flash.
Wasn't it?
Today was the day for decorating an apartment. He'd postponed it and put it off as much as he could, and he could put it off no longer. Not without some serious invasions of his privacy and said apartment. Apparently, a couch, a bed, a coffee table and dishes 'wasn't enough for habital living' . Ridiculous. It was way better than where he'd lived when he was fighting Team Flash.
Wasn't it?
Action/Video
Mar. 1st, 2018 08:08 amwillneversayyesSam knows before he opens his eyes that he isn't in the same place he'd fallen asleep. He's on the ground instead of a bed, and the light is different. Brighter than it should be inside. He also gets the distinct feeling that he's alone; he hears birds chirping instead of his brother's breathing.
The hunter opens his eyes to a bright blue sky. He's laying in a patch of grass in the middle of a city- LA, maybe? He's only been once or twice- surrounded by things that don't make sense. He can see the tip of the Eiffel Tower over the edge of an adjacent building, but the pizza place across the street looks like it belongs in downtown Manhattan. Where the hell is he?
He pushes to his feet, trying to get his bearings. There are no aches or pains anywhere that would make him think he'd been attacked and dragged here, but then how did he get here? And where is Dean?
A quick patting of his jeans reveals a device he's never seen before. Small, but high tech. It's the only thing on him. He doesn't even have his gun. That sets him even more on edge.
He fiddles with the device for a moment. It seems to be connected to a central network of some kind, which implies that there are people in the area. He should be able to send some sort of signal out to them. Here goes nothing.
"Hey, is anyone there?" he calls. It's just his luck to get thrown into an alternate dimension without his brother or a way to protect himself. "Can anyone hear me?"
The hunter opens his eyes to a bright blue sky. He's laying in a patch of grass in the middle of a city- LA, maybe? He's only been once or twice- surrounded by things that don't make sense. He can see the tip of the Eiffel Tower over the edge of an adjacent building, but the pizza place across the street looks like it belongs in downtown Manhattan. Where the hell is he?
He pushes to his feet, trying to get his bearings. There are no aches or pains anywhere that would make him think he'd been attacked and dragged here, but then how did he get here? And where is Dean?
A quick patting of his jeans reveals a device he's never seen before. Small, but high tech. It's the only thing on him. He doesn't even have his gun. That sets him even more on edge.
He fiddles with the device for a moment. It seems to be connected to a central network of some kind, which implies that there are people in the area. He should be able to send some sort of signal out to them. Here goes nothing.
"Hey, is anyone there?" he calls. It's just his luck to get thrown into an alternate dimension without his brother or a way to protect himself. "Can anyone hear me?"
[action/video]
Feb. 28th, 2018 11:19 amfroststormOne minute, she's running from one end of the engineering lab to the classroom across campus, the next, she skids to a halt and is standing in what looks like a looming tower. She knows that she doesn't have speedster abilities, definitely not Earth-hopping abilities, but this? This is definitely not Central City.
Crystal Raymond looks around to try to get her bearings. Her yellow heels make for not great walking shoes as she hears the gravel crunch beneath the leather. She looks down at her phone and notices that it's acting strange, giving her options that she hadn't seen before. Strangely enough, her contacts seemed to have disappeared. It looks similar to her phone but definitely isn't it. Crys frowns at it then hits the video option and sends it to whomever she could reach.
"Hello? Is anyone out there?" she calls out, hoping the video would reach someone familiar, at the very least.
Crystal Raymond looks around to try to get her bearings. Her yellow heels make for not great walking shoes as she hears the gravel crunch beneath the leather. She looks down at her phone and notices that it's acting strange, giving her options that she hadn't seen before. Strangely enough, her contacts seemed to have disappeared. It looks similar to her phone but definitely isn't it. Crys frowns at it then hits the video option and sends it to whomever she could reach.
"Hello? Is anyone out there?" she calls out, hoping the video would reach someone familiar, at the very least.
Once more into the breach? [action/video]
Feb. 28th, 2018 12:41 pmbinarythinkingHe has no idea where he is or how he got here.
What Harry is at least somewhat certain of is that it has to be Cisco's fault. They were supposed to be breaching across the city and somehow wound up separated between one step in STAR Labs and a second step that landed him on warm grass with birds overhead and a godforsaken dinosaur browsing in the trees nearby. While it looks like California, he can make out landmarks that absolutely don't belong.
Perfect.
Not like they had pressing issues at home.
So after a long exploration that kicked up more questions than answers, Harry resorts to the device in his pocket. A device that absolutely was not there before he arrived.
"Ramon? Snow? Someone answer this damn thing and tell me where in the hell I wound up."
What Harry is at least somewhat certain of is that it has to be Cisco's fault. They were supposed to be breaching across the city and somehow wound up separated between one step in STAR Labs and a second step that landed him on warm grass with birds overhead and a godforsaken dinosaur browsing in the trees nearby. While it looks like California, he can make out landmarks that absolutely don't belong.
Perfect.
Not like they had pressing issues at home.
So after a long exploration that kicked up more questions than answers, Harry resorts to the device in his pocket. A device that absolutely was not there before he arrived.
"Ramon? Snow? Someone answer this damn thing and tell me where in the hell I wound up."
[Video] Not all the dragons seem huge.
Feb. 16th, 2018 03:38 pmkid_flash_foundGuysguysguysguysGUYS! [There is one very excited teenager struggling not to vibrate his phone out of his hands or something equally awkward.]
You know how there's dragons everywhere, and they're really totally cool, well most of them. But, well, one of them apparently followed me home from a place I didn't even think actually existed. I called him a puppy there, and I guess that's kinda his name or something. He's a very good pet, helped us defeat this one giant killer robot and everything. So, without further ado...
[A moment while he finds something to prop the camera against before he brings the dog-sized purple reptilian thing back into view.]
Here's the puppy. Isn't he adorable? He already knows a couple tricks and everything. But, um, no baths, ever. Well, maybe if the fate of the world depends on it. Anyway, I'm so keeping him. Maybe he and Barney can have play-dates, right?
[[OOC: Yeeeah, he found the "puppy" from the sci-fi splinter reality the spirit behind Bedlam cooked up in the Young Justice 80-Page Giant. Normally quite manageable, it grows to kaiju dimensions when wet. But hopefully that won't be demonstrated any time soon.]]
You know how there's dragons everywhere, and they're really totally cool, well most of them. But, well, one of them apparently followed me home from a place I didn't even think actually existed. I called him a puppy there, and I guess that's kinda his name or something. He's a very good pet, helped us defeat this one giant killer robot and everything. So, without further ado...
[A moment while he finds something to prop the camera against before he brings the dog-sized purple reptilian thing back into view.]
Here's the puppy. Isn't he adorable? He already knows a couple tricks and everything. But, um, no baths, ever. Well, maybe if the fate of the world depends on it. Anyway, I'm so keeping him. Maybe he and Barney can have play-dates, right?
[[OOC: Yeeeah, he found the "puppy" from the sci-fi splinter reality the spirit behind Bedlam cooked up in the Young Justice 80-Page Giant. Normally quite manageable, it grows to kaiju dimensions when wet. But hopefully that won't be demonstrated any time soon.]]
Video/Action - it starts with a spark
Feb. 8th, 2018 08:54 pmbringstheheatEgypt is hot. Blazing damn hot.
But it's not the heat that Mick currently hates. It's the goddamn sand.
Sand in his face, in his eyes, sand everywhere.
Friggin sand.
But it's the one place he can work on his new abilities with fire without worrying about unintentionally roasting his surroundings.
Fire flickers along his arms and hands. Sputters of flame followed by explosions of heat.
Clearly handling powers requires control which isn't something Mick Rory has ever really excelled at.
But it's not the heat that Mick currently hates. It's the goddamn sand.
Sand in his face, in his eyes, sand everywhere.
Friggin sand.
But it's the one place he can work on his new abilities with fire without worrying about unintentionally roasting his surroundings.
Fire flickers along his arms and hands. Sputters of flame followed by explosions of heat.
Clearly handling powers requires control which isn't something Mick Rory has ever really excelled at.
[Video to Savitar]
Feb. 6th, 2018 01:32 pmchosenbylightning[The feed comes on to a bright meadow, a sparkling lake and the quiet calls of large herbivores in the distance. Dinosaurs. Barry's smile is as bright as the sky above because these are some of his favorites.
He's keeping his distance with the raptor, but he can still watch them from here and it's amazing. Fantastic.
So he thumbs his device on and sends out a call to one person who might be willing to share in his delight.] Hey, you up?
The herds are clustered near the lake. It's absolutely beautiful out here.
I brought breakfast.
He's keeping his distance with the raptor, but he can still watch them from here and it's amazing. Fantastic.
So he thumbs his device on and sends out a call to one person who might be willing to share in his delight.] Hey, you up?
The herds are clustered near the lake. It's absolutely beautiful out here.
I brought breakfast.
new_frequency[Since when did she decide to visit Los Angeles? Sleepwalking? Maybe it was that last glass of wine before bed. Since when did they build a castle across the way from Dodger Stadium? There's little doubt in Laurel's mind that she's in the middle of a dream because, c'mon--a castle in the middle of a metropolis. Which might not be all that unusual in Europe--wait. Is she in Europe?
Glancing down at the device in her hands and (after prodding it a few times and dropping it on her foot at least once), Laurel figures out the video option. Let's see who's out there, shall we?]
Um, so-- I'm going to ask if this is a dream I'm stuck in, because it's the only logical thing I can come up with right now, and like any good dream, whoever's listening is going to tell me that it totally is one and I'm going to wake up when my coffee maker starts brewing.
[Her face scrunches in thought.] Maybe I need to find a coffee place.
Glancing down at the device in her hands and (after prodding it a few times and dropping it on her foot at least once), Laurel figures out the video option. Let's see who's out there, shall we?]
Um, so-- I'm going to ask if this is a dream I'm stuck in, because it's the only logical thing I can come up with right now, and like any good dream, whoever's listening is going to tell me that it totally is one and I'm going to wake up when my coffee maker starts brewing.
[Her face scrunches in thought.] Maybe I need to find a coffee place.
havingprecision1978 Soviet Russia. It's a bit of a difference from his visit to Russia, but it's also eerily similar. Trade is done in barter versus money, strength is a resouce and his status as a Bratva Captian still means something to the men populating the area. As the video snaps on he's got a heavy jacket on, complete with the epaulets of a Soviet Captain, a couple of bottles of vodka and a bag filled with food.
"До Свидания, друзья!" A salute as he leaves, a call that is echoed by the other Russians in the camp, clearly entertained by the archer.
"Well I'll say one thing - not all of the locals are hostile if you know how to talk to them."
"До Свидания, друзья!" A salute as he leaves, a call that is echoed by the other Russians in the camp, clearly entertained by the archer.
"Well I'll say one thing - not all of the locals are hostile if you know how to talk to them."
vivifier[ Okay. So apparently he can't actually phase through the cast and get it off that way. He'd intended on just doing that instead of asking any single person for help or even just going to hospital and waiting for hours for someone there to do it. But he'd tried, and he couldn't actually get enough space between the cast, the brace and his actual skin to maneuver the room to actually get the thing off.
So it was either man up and ask for help or what he actually ended up doing: speeding to Star Labs, stealing a bunch of their speedster-proof alcohol and holing up in his apartment.
Of course that meant that once he was actually drunk, he turned on some music annoyingly loudly (oh god, it's Taylor Swift, WHY is it Taylor Swift?) and opened up an audio-link. Oh, joy. ]
Someone! Get this thing off of me! Before I find a saw!
So it was either man up and ask for help or what he actually ended up doing: speeding to Star Labs, stealing a bunch of their speedster-proof alcohol and holing up in his apartment.
Of course that meant that once he was actually drunk, he turned on some music annoyingly loudly (oh god, it's Taylor Swift, WHY is it Taylor Swift?) and opened up an audio-link. Oh, joy. ]
Someone! Get this thing off of me! Before I find a saw!
commanderspecs[How does this happen. How. How. Barry moves out of the way when he sees a stampede of...vikings?! He's standing out on a sidewalk somewhere downtown, not seeing a familiar sight anywhere. At least not like how it is back home. He sends out the all video signal]
Just what the heck is going on here?! Who's Gideon? Where am I?!
[He's hyperventilating or close enough to it, not amused at what is going on, and tries to make sense of it all.]
Just what the heck is going on here?! Who's Gideon? Where am I?!
[He's hyperventilating or close enough to it, not amused at what is going on, and tries to make sense of it all.]
snowandfrost[Hello. Killer Frost is walking away from a very satisfied group of Amazons. She's already wearing one of their belts and one of their bodices on top of her jeans. Peace treaty amongst warrior women? Done. She grins as she turns away from them and into the video]
And people say I can't make friends or get along with others.
And people say I can't make friends or get along with others.
Video/action Making Friends?
Jan. 17th, 2018 05:33 amchosenbylightning.. Ow! Hey will you just..
I am not your mother! [The video feed is jarred to life as Barry backs into a bench at the park.]
rawk! rawk!
[The source of the cry is a smallish reptilian creature with ragged feathers and wickedly sharp claws sort of hop-flapping in Barry's direction with dogged determination.
When Barry doesn't sit down the baby simply starts climbing. With very sharp claws and teeth to give it a better grip]
Ow ow.. quit it will you?
rawk!
[Barry Allen, Central City's Flash, beaten by an oversized chicken.
He huffs and tucks an arm around it, trying to disengage the claws without getting shredded.] All right, all right. Let's figure out what you are so I can give you back okay?
I am not your mother! [The video feed is jarred to life as Barry backs into a bench at the park.]
rawk! rawk!
[The source of the cry is a smallish reptilian creature with ragged feathers and wickedly sharp claws sort of hop-flapping in Barry's direction with dogged determination.
When Barry doesn't sit down the baby simply starts climbing. With very sharp claws and teeth to give it a better grip]
Ow ow.. quit it will you?
rawk!
[Barry Allen, Central City's Flash, beaten by an oversized chicken.
He huffs and tucks an arm around it, trying to disengage the claws without getting shredded.] All right, all right. Let's figure out what you are so I can give you back okay?
Text/Action
Jan. 15th, 2018 05:16 pmgoodviberationsWho: Cisco and Savitar
What: A much-needed conversation
Where: The park
Cisco has been thinking about it for days. Mick had mentioned- off-hand in that way of his when he doesn't realize what he's saying is a bombshell- that Caitlin had patched up a speedster. One with scars.
It had taken a couple hours just to even process it. Savitar. Here. After everything he and Team Flash had done to stop the guy, he was still here. Still in their lives. For a day after that, he was angry. Furious, even. He'd threatened Cisco's friends; threatened everything that mattered to him. But the more he thought about it- really thought about it- the more the anger faded. He wasn't ready to forgive him for what he'd done, but he was level-headed enough to remember Savitar's motivations. The loneliness. The solitude. Freezing him out could start the whole process all over again. And that? Cisco isn't willing to risk it.
So after another day of psyching himself up, Cisco reaches out. He can't bring himself to video chat, so he sends him a text instead.
Savitar, I think we should talk. I'll be at the park this afternoon.
And then he spends about ten minutes panicking. What if the speedster decides to murder him? But he shoves that thought away. He needs to do this. For himself, if no other reason.
So he makes his way to the park, planting himself on a free bench to wait.
What: A much-needed conversation
Where: The park
Cisco has been thinking about it for days. Mick had mentioned- off-hand in that way of his when he doesn't realize what he's saying is a bombshell- that Caitlin had patched up a speedster. One with scars.
It had taken a couple hours just to even process it. Savitar. Here. After everything he and Team Flash had done to stop the guy, he was still here. Still in their lives. For a day after that, he was angry. Furious, even. He'd threatened Cisco's friends; threatened everything that mattered to him. But the more he thought about it- really thought about it- the more the anger faded. He wasn't ready to forgive him for what he'd done, but he was level-headed enough to remember Savitar's motivations. The loneliness. The solitude. Freezing him out could start the whole process all over again. And that? Cisco isn't willing to risk it.
So after another day of psyching himself up, Cisco reaches out. He can't bring himself to video chat, so he sends him a text instead.
Savitar, I think we should talk. I'll be at the park this afternoon.
And then he spends about ten minutes panicking. What if the speedster decides to murder him? But he shoves that thought away. He needs to do this. For himself, if no other reason.
So he makes his way to the park, planting himself on a free bench to wait.
