video.

Jul. 30th, 2017 11:04 pm
retrovirion: you're a dick (wait i'm getting a message)
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GUESS WHO'S NERVOUS

also second, "guess who" but more literally, because this message contains only the TAB signature of one lady hawke - peter knows better than to connect his own TAB to his spider-man stuff, okay.

third guess (the charm) who's totally playing it off by being a cool guy, having totally hit record on the TAB remotely, so he's already squared off inside the video feed. congratulations to a head-and-shoulders view of some person in tight red and blue, head-to-apparently-toe spandex. as though spandex has any other possible adjective but 'tight'.

still, the same adjective could be applied to the posture, or at least what's visible. it's at least a... loose kind of tight? or something??

anyway, there's the kind of wave you do when you're either about to start a school project, or your great aunt josephine is giving you a thumbs up from afar for whatever weird family reunion cousin sack race you're about to do.
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Hey everyone!

This is - [ uhh ] - just me. Spider-Man. Just saying, like. I think some people might have had some stuff missing when they evac'd, or whenever they tried to move around, I guess. Or maybe not, I - it's not like I talked to everyone. Either way, like. If you need stuff - your own stuff, please - moved around, or you want someone to keep an eye out for something, or you just need stuff - I can help with that! Or like if you need help getting here to there specifically, or have to move something really heavy, or - now I'm rambling, sorry. If you want help in general. I can't promise everything, but I can promise I'll try. At least, as much as I can.

[ that's what being a superhero is all about anyway, right? he's been slacking since he got here. ]

...........like, not just right now, I mean. All the time. I can be helpful all the time. This was a weird time to do this, wasn't it?

[ the feed cuts off a handful of hurriedly-over-analyzed seconds later. ]

video;

Jul. 12th, 2017 09:57 pm
monomachy: idolatry @ dw (warrior)
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[diana has been here just over a week and already this world seems to be falling apart. between the power outage and these strange creatures with black pits for eyes, her first impression of thisavrou is not exactly ideal.

but she's an optimist at heart, even when the situation seems impossible.

she has propped her TAB up on one of the walls outside her new home and has fiddled with it until she's figured out the video function. thank goodness she's a fast learner and that the information packet had lived up to its name. the amazon stands tall, tiara upon her head, armor shining, lasso of hestia glowing at her waist, and shield slung across her back. once she's certain the video is recording (resulting in a few seconds of her just standing there silently), she clears her throat and addresses the strange little device.]


I am Diana, princess of Themyscira.

[she wonders, right after she says it, if she should have kept the disguise that steve had given her in london. but she isn't in london, and steve... steve isn't here. she will not run away from who she is, or the duty that comes with that identity. it would not be right.]

I am new to this place, but not to battle against creatures from another realm. These mimics cannot be allowed to spread their corruption across this world. Already, I have seen them attack innocent people. If they are allowed to roam unchecked, I believe they will wreak untold havoc.

[she pauses, believing this is a good and fair assessment of their current situation. she exhales slowly.]

I do not know if they can be killed so easily. Certainly not without weapons. I attempted to stop one, but my intervention did not seem to faze it, and eventually it fled. So I am in need of a sword. A spear or bow will do. If nothing else, I need direction to a smithy where I might make my own.

[diana pauses, shifting her weight. she doesn't know if this is exactly the same as leading troops into battle, but--]

I cannot do nothing. Whether or not you join me is your choice.

[ooc; this post is neither forward- nor back-dated!]