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sos_pilot: by <user name=cupcake_graphics> (i could die)
[personal profile] sos_pilot
Type: Video
Sender ID: perfpilot (Della Duck)
To: Public
Subject: missing another mother's day
Warnings: Sads!


[ The feed turns on abruptly, with the image jostling - as Della had violently thrown the device on her bed and not realized it turned on. Everyone is treated to her yelling mid-rant, as she kicks furniture and stomps about, pulling at her hair. ]

- Missed it AGAIN, and this time, it's not even MY FAULT! How is that FAIR?! Haven't I done enough? Why can't I just... why? Is this someone's sick idea of a joke?! Am I just not... allowed to be with them? In any world? In any universe? Why? Why? I... I just...

[ Her voice breaks, and she sits on her bed, burying her face in her hands. After a moment, she shuffles, and pulls out a piece of paper from her jacket. From this angle, it's difficult to tell, but it could be a drawing of three little duck boys. She runs her fingers down the image, and then begins singing softly.

Fair to say a good number of people here know Della as an adventure-loving nutjob. But here and now, her voice is filled with genuine love. ]


Look to the stars, my darling baby boys,
Life is strange and vast,
Filled with wonders and joys,
Face each new sun with eyes clear and true,
Unafraid of the unknown...
Because I'll face it all, with you...


[ Then, out of the corner of her eye - which may be tearing up - she spots the device. And can guess what happened. ]

... Aw, phooey.

[ With a swallow, she reaches over, and weakly smiles. ]

... So. Uh. Anyone know any good jokes?

[ ooc: if you'd like to tag della but not interested in something this depressing, feel free to hit me up for a quest-starter! ]
empyrean_mirror: (72)
[personal profile] empyrean_mirror
Type: Text
Sender ID: paradisaea (Kaveh)
To: Public
Subject: Fireworks + Book Club
Warnings: Totally absolutely completely legal extracurricular activities

Given current events, I've had a few projects I've been pondering. I don't suppose anyone would be interested in making handmade fireworks? With precautions taken, of course, these are just for fun at festivals.

While I'm on the subject, how many of you are familiar with cameras, or other ways to take pictures, in your own worlds? Would you mind telling me much about them.

Ah, and one more thing. I've been considering getting some people together for a research project, of a sort. Or I suppose, something like a study group and a book club. I'd like to discuss it in person, though, so please feel free to drop by the Cafe.
halfdog: (» 146)
[personal profile] halfdog
Type: Video
Sender ID: halfdog (Inuyasha) ft. bloodthirstydawn (Moroha)
To: Everyone
Subject: Birthday
Warnings: N/A


[ The video opens to... the ceiling? With a fair bit of commotion in the background. Voices can be heard near the vicinity of the shellphone, suggesting its user is nearby, before an irritated sigh booms from the side. ]

—Why's it such a big deal, anyway!? It doesn't matter!

[ The jostled device shifts as a hand seems to reach for the camera, only for it to be snatched away just as small fists attempt to clamp themself around it.

Another sigh, but this time from a much younger voice.


"Aw, don't be like that, dad! It's your birthday! Just lettem know!"

There's a loud "tsk!" that follows, and long white hair flashes across the screen before the scene moves again. Almost as if... he had climbed on something? Higher? The world below looks a little smaller, but with that clarity comes the beaming face of Moroha. Her half scowling, half smiling face indicting her motives quite clearly.

"It's a big deal! Tell'em or I'll do it for you...!" ]

H- hey! Back up! Don't touch that—

[ .... Annnnd a "thunk!" followed by the shellphone toppling to the ground as Moroha sweeps in and scoops it up.

"Haaaappy birthday! Make sure to say it to'em, too—" ]

Morohaaaaaa!!

[ Before more rustling and the feed cuts off— ]
halfdog: (» 99)
[personal profile] halfdog
Type: Video
Sender ID: halfdog (Inuyasha)
To: Everyone
Subject: No subject
Warnings: No warnings! Will update later if need be.

Ugh! I've had just about enough of this!

[ To the surprise of no one at all, Inuyasha is flashing his mean mug to the screen, sporting his usual scowl. No, he is not happy to be addressing any of you, but this is a matter of importance. ]

This is the third place this week that's tried to kick me out— where am I suppose to eat now, huh!? All the ramen shop owners have just up and disappeared all of a sudden!

[ He leans a bit closer to the screen, yellow eyes seemingly peering into your own. Yeah, he's talking to you specifically!! ]

All this backstabbing and lying about these damn whales is really pissing me off! So if you're the one causing all this mess, you better fess up! Do it or I'm comin' for you myself!

[ He puffs out a sigh before leaning away from the shellphone, still scowling. ]

You better not be holdin' out on any information about those stupid crystals, either. I'm gunna find the guys who did this, with or without anyone's help! So if you're thinking about doin' the same you better not slow me down.

[ There's a low grumble that follows... but is that from him or his stomach? Inuyasha groans, muttering something low yet audible under his breath: ]

My ramen...




[ Was he just hangry? ]
bearhowling: (Default)
[personal profile] bearhowling
Yo, so how many of ya know about Valentine's Day? It was pretty big back in Chaldea so I was kinda curious.
inherlight: (Blue Lights)
[personal profile] inherlight
Type: Video
Sender ID: inherlight | Kolnatha Shavval
To: Everyone
Subject: Moon lit Groves?
Warnings: Nothing to report really. Maybe talks of nudity if she gets talking about her religion.

[The video fed flickers on to an image of a lone drow sitting alone in small dimly lit room. Once she realizes that she was live, Koh offer a small welcoming wave.]

Good evening, everyone. Its me again, Koh, for those of you who don't know who I am.

I might have an odd question to ask. I am still learning my way around here, but from what I have seen, this place is primarily covered in an ocean. So I was wondering if anyone knew of a nice, safe woodland grove anywhere?

If my observations are correct, there is a full moon coming soon. I got to talking with some people about a tradition my faith has called the Circle of Song. Customarily it starts with a moon lit hunt where after we hold a feast in celebration. There's also music and a bonfire we all dance and sing around. Though I'm not looking to go that traditional. That is... unless others would be interested in joining? You don't have to be a follower of Eilistraee to take part. In fact, its even encouraged for those outside the temple to share in the festivities.

Only if you want to, of course. Thought I would extend the offer to those curious. Up until now its just me dancing alone in the middle of the night so having a bit company would be nice.


[She shook her head, getting herself back on track of her main purpose.]

So... as I said, I would appreciate any suggestions of a good spot. Thank you all for humoring me.
prince_of_the_moon: (☾ swinging sword)
[personal profile] prince_of_the_moon
Type: Video
Sender ID: crescentmoon (Sesshomaru)
To: General Public
Subject: It's time to hunt.
Warnings: Fish violence.

{He is perched and dripping wet on the deck of a ship, his back bowed as if he is catching his breath. Bakusaiga is glowing in his hand, its surface coated in...is that flesh? Sesshomaru rises to his full height and stares at his opponent sharply, the talons on his non-dominant hand glowing green.}

Those wishing to see the sacabambapsis fish must do so now. They will not last the night.

{If he has any say about it. The ship groans, rocking to the side as the giant creature tries to get a taste. Sesshomaru huffs and launches himself into the air, everything a blur of motion as he attacks again.

And again. And again. This might not be pleasant to watch. Especially when the fish bites at him and flings him into the water.

Yet he rises again to the challenge, unrelenting.}
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.]
prince_of_the_moon: (☾ stare)
[personal profile] prince_of_the_moon
Type: Video
Sender ID: crescentmoon (Sesshomaru)
To: General Public
Subject: He has an issue for the foreseeable future.
Warnings: TBD

{He has spoken to some about this...issue...however it is only after searching that he realizes he must ask for help. This is difficult for Sesshomaru. Imagine, if you will, that he takes a deep breath before recording.}

My usual method for acquiring nourishment... {i.e. eating.} ...is not possible. I do not have a palate for human food nor does it do me any good. I can survive for some time without sustenance, but not forever.

{He should share what he eats, shouldn't he?}

I devour the energy of the demons I kill.
weishappened: (why's it always darkspawn)
[personal profile] weishappened
Type: Video
Sender ID: weishappened (Davrin)
To: Public
Subject: figuring out the shellphone
Warnings: possible Veilguard spoilers, please let me know if you'd prefer to avoid them and I will! None in the original post.

[The post is really... more a series of quick mini-videos. Remember Vine? A little like that. But with less purposeful comedy.]

[A video of streets in Eltrut, the person moving along, camera pointed down for a good while, until it swings up so the holder can peer into it. At his heel is a flurry of feathers before the video stops.]

[A couple of the shops - the bookstore, general goods shops. A man's voice can be heard speaking, asking after general supplies. Complete with a squawk in the background as the man's voice asks after a... Bestiary?]

[And finally, the inside of one of the stater apartments, filmed like the phone's owner has just come home. He's speaking to someone not visible, but there's a patter of feet that definitely don't belong to a biped.]


- I know, boy. I know. No convenient way back, far as I can see. [Something trills, avian-like.] We'll keep looking. But for now? Let's get settled.

[And thus, the phone is set down, on a low table. Showing further images of the man, and - and a big grey, griffon face peering into it intently.]

Assan.

[This tone of voice.]

Assan, do not -

[Too late. The griffon has grabbed the camera. Ironically ending the feed there, but not before the sound of a chase is heard.]
inherlight: (My Thanks)
[personal profile] inherlight
Type: Text
Sender ID: Inherlight (Kolnatha Shavval)
To: Everyone
Subject: Thank you Santa
Warnings: No warnings. Just back dated for Christmas time.

Greetings everyone,

I hope you all are keeping warm this winter. I am not sure if it was only me or if someone else also experienced this but this morning I awoke to a sweet letter and a thoughtful gift from someone named 'Santa Claus'. I don't know any other means of reaching this person other than using our magical devices we were given. So Mr. Claus, if you are reading this, thank you for the wool cloak and stuffed animal. I don't receive gifts often.
inherlight: (Looking up frown)
[personal profile] inherlight

Type: Video

Sender ID: inherlight (Kolnatha Shavval)

To: Public

Subject: Testing 1, 2, 3

Warnings: Nothing to worry about. Just playing around with the shellphone.



[Before there was any imagine, only the sound of someone shuffling about with the device could be heard. A muffled 'Does this really work?' in a female voice followed shortly after. More unintelligible mumbling as suddenly a picture of a rather unflattering angle of a drow's face from being held waaaay too close flicked across the screen. A pair of pale white eyes widen in mixture of surprise and excitement.]

Oh! It really does work.

[There was a beat before the drow realized it wasn't just her seeing her own image, but that she was broadcasting it to everyone. There was another little small gasp as the video shifted. Being held out at the proper distance, one could see the woman squarely in the frame. Koh cleared her throat, giving a small wave with her free hand.]

Hello, sorry about that... I was testing out the functions I was told this device was capable of. I don't have anything like this where I am from so just.... familiarizing myself with it. It seems my visit here is a bit more extensive than I previously had hoped it would be. I... usually don't stay in one place for too long. I guess a formal introduction is in order.

My name is Kolnatha Shavval, but you can just all me Koh for short. In case anyone is in need of a healer, I am a cleric by trade. Which, on that note, would anyone happen to know where I can acquire medicinal herbs? Specifically ones that can aid in relieving motion sickness? [There was slight awkward pause.] I... don't exactly have my sea legs yet.