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This is the network comm for Escordvi. Use the following header format for your entries. Important: the (Character) portion for Sender ID is for OOC purposes only! Everyone on the network only has their journalname as their User ID. Refer to the Network section for more information.

fractales: (Iron Valiant stare)
[personal profile] fractales
Type: Video
Sender ID: fractales(Professor Turo); emet-sulk(Emet-Selch), astudyinviolet(Sherlock Holmes), & wherethereislight(Shadow)
To: General
Subject: Ainomiad Expedition
Warnings: TBA

[The camera was moving, held from behind as it had been passed over to Turo's Iron Valiant-

A room could be seen, cleared away save for a few items that the small expedition team had brought back; just a few items that almost seemed similar to technology found in Nilatast, but the design of it almost softer, more colorful in some ways; inspired by various art styles. Most of the items broken of course, and weathered by being covered in snow and ice for so long. A few torn blueprints, and more.

There was a board of sketches visible, some of various buildings and even one of a tall bell tower.

Other displays that weren't just set up by Turo himself.]


Just thereβ€”Ah.

What adventure awaits us? )

(OOC: Expedition Findings info also found Here! α“šα˜α—’)
emet_sulk: (67 YOU had to go and ruin everything)
[personal profile] emet_sulk
Type: Text
Sender ID: emet-sulk (Emet-Selch)
To: Public (accident)
Subject: (no subject)
Warnings: It's a creepy picture

[ He meant to send this privately to Hythlodaeus. But he was so pressed about it that he sent it the wrong way.

The image is a picture of the bounty notice and NOT the actual creature itself. ]




I TOLD you we shouldn't have taken that thing
sos_pilot: by <user name=noimpulsecontrol> (some exotic booze)
[personal profile] sos_pilot
Type: Video
Sender ID: sos_pilot (Della Duck)
To: Everyone
Subject: Leg Up On The Competition
Warnings:N/A, will update if needed

[ The video opens up on Della, who waves a little awkwardly. ]

Hey, guys! Hope everyone's doing okay after the whole... ink tentacle disaster... thing. That was. A lot. And, uh, well, during that, I kind of lost my leg. And by kind of I mean definitely.

[ She moves the device down - she's sitting down on a couch, and shows her one normal leg, and her other leg that ends at a stump above the knee. She then realizes how she made that sound, and swiftly pulls the camera back to her face. ]

NOT A FLESH LEG! I forgot not everyone knows about that... Oops. A-hem.

I had a metal prosthetic leg made out of rocket-ship parts and Oxy-chew. If possible, I'd love to have it back, so if anyone goes deep-sea diving and happens to come across it, I'd owe you forever and a half. I'm kind of attached to it... well, not literally at the moment. It's sentimental.

But I'm not the type to sit back and wait stuff out, so! More importantly! I'm here asking for anyone who knows where I can get another leg? Any special shops or such that specialize in such a thing? I'm not asking for anything fancy - so long as I can move around, I'm happy.

So, thanks in advance for anyone who can help me out! Hope you guys have an awesome day! Della Duck, over and out!
weenwoon: firstworldproblem (i'm gonna have bubble tea every day)
[personal profile] weenwoon
Type: Text but mostly image
Sender ID: weenwoon (Hythlodaeus)
To: Everyone
Subject: 🌊🌊🌊🐎🐎🐎
Warnings: the cursed honse.

[ The message has no text, only pictures of The Honse taken at the Raiders of the Lost Arts's crew island... with all the new fun sea-themed filters over them! Somehow, the addition of wave effects and clipart shells do not make the thing look any better! Enjoy, Escordvi.

Read more... )
emet_sulk: (10 stoicism)
[personal profile] emet_sulk
Type: Text
Sender ID: emet_sulk (Emet-Selch)
To: Public
Subject: Who made this?
Warnings: Cursed horse

[ It's just a photograph taken of one of this month's bounty targets and presented with nothing more than a simple, terse message: ]



Who made this?
emet_sulk: (13 the world belongs to us)
[personal profile] emet_sulk
Type: Video
Sender ID: emet-sulk (Emet-Selch)
To: Public
Subject: Wind-up Mammets
Warnings: None save for it being the spoopy time of year

[ Greetings, Escordvi. It's your resident recluse, sorcerer, and magitech tinkerer, Emet-Selch. He has two mechanical figures on display in front of him, about the size of one's open hand: a bluebird and a tortoise. The bluebird goes through the motions of pecking at the ground strutting a few steps whilst the tortoise ambles at a more sedate pace. ]

As All Hallow's Eve is approaching, so too does the end of the year. I've developed these mammets lately together with the clockmakers of the Forge. Should you wish to commission a gift, I suggest you do so sooner rather than later.

[ The bird and tortoise abruptly go scattering as a copper, clockwork T-rex jumps on to the table and begins playfully snapping at them. ]

Oh, for the love of--
scooba: (Comfort Chain)
[personal profile] scooba
Um...

I suppose I should post this here. People having been saying I should be more confident in myself so...

I guess I wanted to let you know my birthday is coming up soon. So, I'm not too sure how to celebrate it here.
menaceunleashed: (i'll come back like a lion roaring)
[personal profile] menaceunleashed
Type: Voice/Video
Sender ID: menaceunleashed | Ganondorf
To: Public
Subject: Regarding Treachery
Warnings: CW; TORTURE, VIOLENCE

I am not one to suffer fools. When I find that not only has one of my crew taken it upon themselves to act beyond stupidly, and more so believed they could use me to their advantage...

A lesson must be taught. An example must be made. Behold, Escordvi- the price of treachery.


CUT FOR GRAPHIC IMAGERY )
baymaxing: (Remember me for centuries)
[personal profile] baymaxing
Type: Video
<Sender ID: baymaxing (Hiro Hamada)
To: Public
Subject: Underwater Investigations.
Warnings: None that I can think of immediately?

[Hiro is tinkering away in his dedicated space to work and research, Baymax observing nearby and apparently attempting to help clean up a little. The teen speaks as he works on something or other, notes next to him.]

I was thinking.....I know others here are also...uh, I guess, inventors? We should help out, work together? I know there've been times when we've needed to like, dive and go underwater, right? I've been thinking if I can come up with something to help with that? It's just a matter of coming up with ideas. What might work? Diving is fine, but even that only gets you down so far. And you'd have limited oxygen with the tanks....Maybe some sort of machine you can go in? It'd have to be tested and stuff. Make sure it's safe. That it could handle the pressure.....I dunno. If anyone has any suggestions, ideas? I've dealt with making suits for other stuff, but not so much the water. That kind of makes things a bit more complicated. Maybe something like a drone for underwater? So we can look around to be sure of whatever we might find, and then go down after.....?

[He ends up more sort of spouting off ideas to himself more than anything, and Baymax glances over at the teen, telling him that he should go and take a break. Get some rest and something to eat. Hiro does have a tendency to get rather distracted and focused on his plans, his work, and ignoring anything else.]

Okay, okay, bud. I'm coming. Um, yeah, let me know what you guys think?

[Hiro says before giving a wave and ending the video so Baymax will stop telling him to take a break.]
emet_sulk: (41 ...and what it is not)
[personal profile] emet_sulk
[ Emet-Selch looks a little harried and stressed today when the video feed begins. There is a little axolotl clinging to a front lock of his hair, gently chewing. He either doesn't notice or doesn't care as there is urgency to his gaze and tone. ]

Should anyone encounter a pair of ambystomae - I mean, axolotls - with a carnivorous tendency, please abstain from killing them immediately and inform me of their location. I need to return their child to them.

[ This won't stop anyone killing the many axolotls involved in the search but he has to hope he finds the parents before they're accidentally killed. ]

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Jun. 16th, 2025 05:46 pm
serendipitously: (pic#17632449)
[personal profile] serendipitously
Type: Text
Sender ID: psylocke (Betsy Braddock)
To: By default will be general public, so specify if it's private to someone else
Subject: Elah Search?
Warnings: idk shouldn't be any

While I haven't been here too long to know the full story, I have seen there's some invested interest in attempting to locate Elah. My particular gifts make me adept at locating people and things and I have to admit I've felt a bit useless since arriving here.

I'm certain I'm not the only one with an interest in at least trying to look. Which brings me here to ask if anyone else has either started their own search or intends to try looking themselves? It could be beneficial for everyone to know who all is trying.


[ ooc: feel free to talk to each other too here! just though it'd be a good kick off point for people going about with trying to find thing or who already have found things themselves. ]
emet_sulk: (25 look at you)
[personal profile] emet_sulk
Ahem. Should you find yourself running afoul of the carnivorous seedkin with a multitude of tentacles and gaping maw that spews a noxious gas, I can provide some relief from their effects.

[ It would be a complete cure but apparently the morbols here are different and he can't guarantee to relieve the effects entirely. SMH. ]

Let me know your location and I will find you there.
reindered: (To stand)
[personal profile] reindered
Type: Video
Sender ID: reindered (Tony Tony Chopper)
To: Public/Everyone
Subject: Transformations
Warnings: uh idk talk of transforming/not being human??

[Chopper turns on the video, seeming nervous, but determined at the same time. He figures he should probably tell everyone about his other transformations, just in case. He doesn't want to accidentally scare or confuse anyone, after all. He....probably should have done this a good while ago. Still, better late than never? Or something like that. He takes a deep breath and gives a wave with his hoof to the camera of the shellphone.]

Um. Hello, everyone. It's me. Chopper. I just figured I should let everyone know. I know this is what most of you have seen, this form. It's the one I call Brain Point. But I have others too. Guard Point, Walk Point, Heavy Point, Arm Point, Horn Point, and Jumping Point. I just thought I should show everyone. So I don't scare anyone. Or confuse anyone.

[And he will show each one to the camera. So that everyone can see what he looks like. So that nobody hopefully gets surprised by it. Even if he is usually in his Brain Point form, that doesn't mean he never finds reason to change sometimes. So it is better to prepare everyone?]

Um. I hope this is okay. That I didn't scare anyone. I just figured this way it wouldn't be a surprise? I'm also still trying to help out where I can, as a doctor, so. If anyone is sick or hurt, just let me or the rest of my crew know, and I can come help!
lucky_e: (54)
[personal profile] lucky_e
Type: Video
Sender ID: lucky_e (Enterprise)
To: Everyone
Subject: Seeking people interested in animal conservation after a certain encounter the other month.
Warnings: Orb... nothing, honestly.


Excuse me everyone, but something's been brought to my attention last month during the hunt for the Scylla. This world has a number of endangered species that, while they might have useful and rare materials when hunted, every one of them lost is a member of an increasingly rare species gone.

I would like to change that; and would like to ask if others are also interested in helping to protect this world's wildlife from further poaching.
emet_sulk: (20 my dearest grandson)
[personal profile] emet_sulk
Type: Video
Sender ID: emet-sulk (Emet-Selch)
To: Public
Subject: Join the Raiders of the Lost Arts
Warnings: Extremely cringe/cheesy theatrics maybe

[ It's been a little while since Emet-Selch has had cause to put on a performance. His last one - half-hearted one may argue but no less sincere - had ended satisfactorily. The curtains falling on a bittersweet end and the night passing its baton to the dawn of a new day. This performance isn't nearly so dire nor so serious. But Emet-Selch takes it seriously regardless.

After all, there's not much point in a research vessel when there's hardly any researchers to fill it.

When the video feed switches on, his smile is already in place: thin, bordering on a smirk, yet congenial. For those who know him, this is a lot more life than most of them will have seen from him in the past year. ]


Greetings, newcomers and latecomers. I am Emet-Selch. Acting captain of the Raiders of the Lost Arts crew.

[ He's holding the shellphone in true 'selfie' fashion. The vacant deck of the Phantom Moon can be seen behind him, fin-like sails furled. Keener eyes may recognise it as being docked in Eltrut. Their crew are on the island somewhere enjoying some time off.

With a grandiose sweep of his arm, he turns the camera away from him so that people can take in the ship. It's largely in the style of a Chinese junk (credit to original captain's player for the image). ]


We're currently seeking some intrepid people to join our little band. As you can see, we have ample room and quarters...

[ The camera moves towards the inner corridor, pausing in front of the kitchen, the workshop laboratory, and one of the empty cabins. ]

While research of the old and unusual is our little crew's aim, we will gladly welcome anyone who feels their niche interests are unsupported by their circumstances. [ Emet-Selch leans back into frame briefly here to wink. ] Be you poisoner, cook, or mad scientist: don't worry - we shan't judge.

[ At that moment, a strange creature pops its head up. It opens its beak and tries to bite Emet-Selch's phone and tug it away from him. There's soft cursing in a harsh, unrecognisable language before one can hear him calling to someone. ]

Professor, your bird is at it again!

[ There's some tussling and the feed cuts out briefly (although there is still the sound of two men negotiating with the robot bird). Once the image returns, it is steady. The creature is presumably being manhandled away from the camera. Emet-Selch clears his throat. ]

Ahem! Besides the usual facilities, we have a garden in which you may take your ease should your work grow too tiresome.

[ He moves towards the back of the ship now and points the shellphone camera at lush-looking smaller personal ship that functions as a floating garden. After ample time, the camera pulls back and Emet-Selch's face returns to the screen as he walks back to the centre of the ship. ]

Should you desire a more quiet, private setting, however, you may also make use of our island base. Alas, that is a place whose location I cannot divulge unless one is a part of the crew. So should you be interested, do come find us at Eltrut. We shall be docked here until tensions settle.

Ah! Speaking of which, we care not which armada has claimed you. All intellectual curiosity is welcome.


[ With one last smile and a trill of his fingers, the feed ends and Emet proceeds to lie down in embarrassment for an hour. ]

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Feb. 12th, 2025 06:47 pm
forwearemany: (Default)
[personal profile] forwearemany
Type: Text
Sender ID: forwearemany (Legion)
To: Everyone
Subject: Magic Inquiry
Warnings: Lol probably nothing

Query: We wish to know about the functionality of different elements of native magic.

video

Feb. 12th, 2025 11:43 am
sos_pilot: by <user name=noimpulsecontrol> (Default)
[personal profile] sos_pilot
Type: Video
Sender ID: perfpilot (Della Duck)
To: General Public
Subject: FAMILY GAME NIGHT!!!
Warnings: N/A, will update if needed

Hey my fellow other-worlders! Double-A Battery gave me a brilliant idea while we were out scoopin' the hottest desert ever - that's Azul Ashengrotto, bee tee dubs, keep an eye out for the eventual opening of his Mostro Lounge! [ finger guns, how's that for free advertisement? ]

Anyway! Back in his homelife, he's a member of a Board Game club, which we ABSOLUTELY need to bring here! Honestly it'd be nice to play with people who won't threaten to kick me out of the will for losing. A-hem. Nothing too big or too serious, maybe just meet up once a month or more to have some fun! So I'm here to ask you all the super important questions - what are your favorite board games?

Hey, you know what, let's broaden our horizons - what's your favorite game, period! Lay it all out! I'm all ears, you just can't see them, because I'm a duck.
stillarhino: (11 ☠ and build it up again)
[personal profile] stillarhino
Type: text

Sender ID: stillarhino (Beat)
To: Everyone
Subject: A little help
Warnings: None

i kinda need some advice too and it aint really about dating
if something happened and you messed up big time
like REALLY messed up
howd ya go about making up to someone who got caught up in it
i wanna let them know that im sorry for real you know

hit me with whatcha got


[Was this supposed to be anonymous? No. Was this is supposed to be filtered away from Futaba? Yes. But is not... because someone forgot. Whoops.]
emet_sulk: (27 you disappoint me)
[personal profile] emet_sulk
Type: Video
Sender ID: emet-sulk (Emet-Selch)
To: Public
Subject: Binary system assistance
Warnings: None

[ Emet-Selch is in his workshop. Slightly off-screen, one can see a mess of small, miscellaneous parts. He looks...mildly stressed. ]

This may seem an...odd question. Some of you come from worlds which use the binary system in your programming language, correct? How are those binary digits arranged? I'm lacking something fundamental that allows the data from this disc to be deciphered in a meaningful way.

[ He holds up the DVD that Denji had given him. It's something anyone from Earth or an Earth-adjacent world with the technology will recognise. ]

Any assistance, however small, would be appreciated.