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Okay. This?

[Watch him make a general jerking sweeping motion that encompasses everything about everything.]

Crap. All of it. [Now watch him tick off the crap with his fingers.]

So let's make a little count here: No water - meaning no water to make that very important concoction called coffee. That I can deal with. For now. Like, what, you can live a couple weeks without water, right? I can't live without coffee for more than a week tops.

But then! Then we have, what, space monkeys? They make noises. Weird ones! And they shit everywhere! But fine, space monkeys in space. Whatever, I'll deal.

No really, I'd deal with the space monkeys. Why? Because now there are god damn fish dogs. Like this one. This one right here.

[The video blurs for a moment before landing on a varren, with beady big blue eyes and it's breathing heavily, drooling on the grimy floor as if sizing up its next meal. Here's a hint: it's probably Tony. The video goes back to the genius not-so-billionaire not-quite-philanthropist, taking refuge on his countertop with a rusty frying pan.]

So yeah. Crap.

anarrowtotheeye

My name is Xiahou Dun. I don't like idle chatter so I'll get straight to the point. I've noticed that there are quite a number of you who don't know how to fight so I'm offering to take on students and teach some basic fighting moves. If you require some proof of my proficiency in the martial arts, I would be more than willing to show you what I can do.

I ask for no fees. You need only bring dedication and a focused mind. Just don't waste my time.

[Private to Steve Rogers and Captain Kirahhe. Hackable.[]

I request a meeting. I have a proposition for you and I'd like you to consider it.

((OOC: If you'd like to hack the message, please contact me first!))

starspangledspandex

[So bad things are happening on Omega, he's not really surprised. It's not really the type of place that screams 'good place to hang out'. He realizes on his walk back to the apartment that neither Tony or Bruce really have the means to deal with these particular problems.

Both of them will get a ping but the message is going to be open because he has this thing where he has to check on everyone.]

Is everyone--

[There's a roar and Steve dives to the side, camera rolling with him. There's a 'chink' as his shield is pulled from his back and the huge, glowing blue thing that crashes into view is no joke.

Luckily, neither is Steve. The video is an absolute jumbled mess. Steve is lithe and athletic; he uses it to his advantage to stay out of range. Paired with his shield throwing abilities--and what seems to have the ability to defy the very laws of physics themselves--it's hard work, but he banks the shield off some canisters that go boom and down goes the adjutant.

He warily watches it for a moment before he slings his shield over his shoulder. As he addresses his omni-tool again, he keeps glancing up at it.]

Is everyone doing alright? If you need an escort to a safe zone, let me know. Stark and Dr. Banner, I'd stay in the apartment. The streets aren't safe. I'll be back soon.

chose

If anyone is getting this who came off the shuttles, you have to listen to me.

[Shepard breaks off momentarily to look around the corner she's taken behind, and is rewarded for her efforts by nearly getting blasted in the face.

she's not bothering with introductions this time, and why should she? she's clearly in a combat zone. the sounds of fighting and dying compose the delightful soundtrack to this message. she's in state herself; full armor minus helmet, dirt and blood caking her face. couple that with her ferocious expression, and she can be a bit intimidating, even over vidlink.]

These are called adjutants. I won't bore you with a lecture about what they are beyond that-- [the reason why not made abundantly clear when she's shot at and is forced to duck down from flying bits of wall] --all you have to know is to keep them as far away from you as possible.

They don't want to kill you, they want to turn you into one of them. They do this by attacking you, causing injury, fluids exchange...it doesn't really matter. It happens when they get too close, and there's no going back. Keep them at a distance. If you can't fight, hunker down, locks the doors, let someone know where you are- If you can fight, I hope you can protect others as well as yourself! There's a small safe area here- [coordinates for an abandoned warehouse in the middle of Zeta, hopefully with enough space to take in a large amount of people], get yourself or others to it, and make a bigger perimeter if you can. Find and make other safe areas if you can't, keep us posted.

[the view swings downward suddenly and violently as Shepard finally pulls out of cover to take a few shots, before the feed cuts.]

[ooc: Shepard's going to try to round up non-combatants and set up safe zones, help people in trouble, take down the gross dudes, looking for survivors in locked homes... she'll need help getting into damaged areas (calling techie people!), fighting huge clusters of adjutants (calling fightie people!), and herding (heh) people to safety (calling support people!). ACTION LOGS GO]

tasteslikecoconut

Sooooo who's got some palladium they'd like to give me? No reason. Just need it. Preferably like. I don't know. One point six grams or so. Not greedy. Oh, and some scrap metal. Again, no reason.

boydetective

[The omni-tool was new and pretty cool technology, but it hadn't taken Tim long to figure out it's basic ins and outs - he'd done all that on the day of his arrival. It took a few days, mostly of tinkering to try and hack the network and finding his omni-tool didn't have the capacity, before he decides to boot up his own video entry. He's without the mask and looking like a fairly normal, if well groomed, teenager.]

This obviously isn't Physics with Prof Wilkins, although it would be the most amazing setting for a lesson ever. But uh, Earth to Tim Drake, this stuff only happens in comics. I take it this extranet thing is like twitter or something, but higher tech? Gotta be, because this glowey thing? Coolest gadget I've ever gotten.

So. Anyone else suddenly wake up here and wonder what they ate before bed?

Actually, better question - do they really expect us to work?

hellodeadpeople

Dear Pandimensional Assholes,

Hello and welcome to Jack’s Guide to Not Getting Yourself Shot And Dissolved In An Acid Bath And/Or Sold Off Into Deep Terminus Space As A Slave!

A lot of you aren’t from here, and normally I would say sucks to be you, but apparently half the fucking docking zone thinks I look like a tour guide, so before I punch the skull in of the next person who asks me if I know this place, here it is.

You’re on Omega. It’s a giant floating eezo rock with a sad excuse for a space station soldered onto it’s ass - home to mercenaries, terrorists, black market vendors, people who kick puppies and aliens with really bad B.O.. It’s pretty much the last shithole you wanted to be stuck in the Milky Way galaxy. Good job landing yourselves here, you sad saps.

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