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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.

prince_of_the_moon: (☾ king)
[personal profile] prince_of_the_moon
Type: Text
Sender ID: crescentmoon (Sesshomaru)
To: General Public
Subject: Home-sickness. Loneliness. Just a tough demon being tough.
Warnings: TBD.

I want my family to respond. How many of us remain?

I also wish to know of other demons and half-demons. You are not in danger; I only wish to know of your skills. Since our abilities are dimmed, it would be easiest if we worked together.

I will not rely on the tattoos.
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. ]
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? ]
flamekthunder: (ϟ 240)
[personal profile] flamekthunder
Type: Text
Sender ID: anonymous (Eustace)
To: Everyone
Subject: first date help!!
Warnings: none

uwaaa we're going on our first date but i've never been on one before!! what should i do?? we're going to the dragon's gale but like i want them to have a good time!! we've been friends for so long how can i make it special so it's not like another day out?? 😫😫😫😫

any advice appreciated thanks!!!! 🥰🥰🥰


[There's a reason why this is anonymous.

Already regretting his decision, Eustace grimaces in disgust typing this hideous thing. But he doesn't want bothersome questions about himself and [redacted], and he knows he's out of his element here. Since he doesn't know anyone personally to ask and he definitely doesn't want [redacted] to see it, he's just going to cover all his tracks and inflict self-torture as he channels someone from his world to pretend as. thanks Beatrix he hates this so much]

Testo Uno

Jan. 15th, 2025 10:35 am
refantasma: (pic#16304242)
[personal profile] refantasma
Type:
Sender ID:refantasma (Nico di Angelo)
To: Everyone
Subject:
Warnings: Necromancy, Nico's bad humor and grammar (He's ESL and only made it to fourth grade.)

how do these work?? cell phones back home are supposed to make monsters able to track me easier.
but
anyway.
where are the graveyards? I wanna get the lay of the land and dead people usually know best.

thanks.
pinksidekicking: (106)
[personal profile] pinksidekicking
Type: Video
Sender ID: pinksidekicking (Nimona)
To: General
Subject: Going home briefly
Warnings: Death (temporary)

[ The video feed comes on to show Nimona, who some people may have noticed was missing for about three days. She looks fine and is smiling, and it looks to be a genuine one. ]

Wow wow wow. Going home is soooooo weird. Like I'd heard people forget all about this place, but experiencing it myself is a whole different thing. One minute I was here, and the next I'd forgotten a whole year and some change of my life.

[ Nimona flops back on a giant manta ray plushie. ]

It was a real wild ride being there. First I turned into a giant shadow dragon, again, and I get saved. Then this crazy lady turned a huge laser cannon on the center of the kingdom just to kill li'l ol' me. [ Cue the innocent expression. ] She was gonna kill so many people just to take me out.

[ She flips over on to her stomach, bringing her shellphone with her to set down. ]

Joke's on her! I turned into a huge fiery bird, flew across the kingdom and BAAAAM! [ Nimona makes one hand fly and smash against her other hand in a loud slap. ] Slammed into the fully charged cannon with my whole body and BOOOOOOOM! [ Both hands fly apart to mimic an explosion, complete with sound effects. ] We exploded! It was epic! She died, I died, and I don't think anyone else died.

[ Nimona jumps up onto her feet, raising a fist above her head in a victory pose. ]

Then I rose like a phoenix from the ashes! Now I'm back here.

[ She picks up the phone again to bring it close to her face. ]

And that's the story!
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.

video

Jan. 10th, 2025 04:25 pm
sos_pilot: by <user name=noimpulsecontrol> (Default)
[personal profile] sos_pilot
Type: Video
Sender ID:perfpilot (Della Duck)
To: Public
Subject: Bad Guy Warnings
Warnings: N/A

Hey there, party people! If we haven't met yet, name's Della Duck!

So after witnessing some shenanigans on the network, some more obvious than others, I thought I'd do everyone here a service and warn them about potential people from my world. If this place can bring in bad guys, it's best to be prepared. So, here we go!

[ to wit, she begins holding up crude crayon drawings of the following people. ]

Mark Beaks! So, he's technically really smart with tech stuff, but he prefers to steal other people's work and claim it as his own. Solution - distract him with how few followers he has on the network, then punch him in the face.

Next, Ma Beagle! Head of the Beagle Boys gang! Don't let her height fool you, she packs a punch and can rob banks in her sleep. Solution - disarm the purse, it's got all kind of weapons in there, then punch her in the face.

Then, Don Karnage! Leader of the Sky Pirates, he might feel right at home here. Good swordsman, better singer. Solution - challenge him to a singing competition, then punch him in the face.

Last, and worst, is Magica De Spell. Sorceress supreme, and pure evil to the bone. Petty streak that can and has lasted for decades. Solution - break her magic scepter, then punch her in the face.

Now, my world has WAY more bad guys than that, but these are the most dangerous, in my opinion. And hey, feel free to share deets about the baddies from your world! We're all in this together!

(1.) TEXT

Jan. 9th, 2025 11:03 pm
bareankles: (69)
[personal profile] bareankles
Type: Text
Sender ID: bareankles (Nicholas D. Wolfwood)
To: Public
Subject: Missing Items
Warnings: bad words, bad art

[ It doesn't take Wolfwood long to figure out how to use old tech like this, but the drawing feature has his certain interest. He doesn't think he needs to introduce himself or anything like that-- he doesn't even know he has the weird user I.D either. ]

1. i'm looking for someone.
you can use the picture attached for reference.

2. bumming a cigarette, let me know if you have one.

3. if anyone finds a giant cross, that's one of my belongings. don't think about touching it. tell me where it is.

cut for bad wolfwood art )

thanks, god bless.


[ ooc: if you'd like to have your character know where the Punisher is at, feel free to say that you've seen it somewhere.. anywhere is fine! he has a map to his belongings, he's just trying to cheat, lol... 🥲 ]

Message 1

Jan. 8th, 2025 09:10 pm
wherethereislight: (two words starts with W and T)
[personal profile] wherethereislight
Type: Voice
Sender ID: wherethereislight (Shadow)
To: General Public
Subject: A Warning
Warnings: Warning for Egg bullying

Do not provide a man name Dr. Ivo Robotnik anything he ask for. That man brings nothing but ruin wherever he goes and creates. The least he has to work with, the better for the rest of us.

[That's it, that's the message. No introductions needed.]
deepstar: (tvChAsa)
[personal profile] deepstar
Type: Text
Sender ID: deepstar ( Claude/Khalid )
To: General Public
Subject: Gardening Help!
Warnings: Bruh Toxic Plants - Though his "notes" won't be legible.

I guess I will kick off the new year with a hearty hello! That is, according to this calendar it seems like. Back home this would be the Guardian Moon.

Anyway, that's not really what this is about. While it's a little early to think about gardening, I wouldn't mind getting a head start. My home doesn't really do cold months, you see. Cold nights, sure, but snow and ice? Not really. So I really thought about taking up a hobby of mine, you know?

I went ahead and threw together a list of the plants I am looking to cultivate. Looking for anyone who might be able to help a guy out. I've scribbled some rough drawings together, but ignore my messy handwriting. Embarrassing, I know.
nutsornothing: (002)
[personal profile] nutsornothing
Type: Video
Sender ID: nutsornothing
To: Public
Subject: Why do parents suck so much?
Warnings: Mentions of death.

I'm back. Did ya miss me?
 
[Standing upon the water's edge of Eltrut's beach, Denji can be found skipping rocks into the depths of the ocean proper. His focus on the crashing waves with his bare feet absorbed by the rushing waters, a stoic expression washed over his features as he sighs solemnly.]
 
So who else had shitty parents growing up, huh?
 
[A small pause before tossing another rock into the sea, plopping himself down onto the ground before turning his full attention towards the feed.]
 
I don't remember much about my mom she died when I was real young from a heart condition but at least she wasn't around to see how big of a prick my dad turned out to be. He was a real piece of crap all my life until he crooked and left me with his problems too. 
 
[Denji wasn't about to tell the masses what actually happened to his father after finding out none too recently but that was besides the point here. A half amused burst of laughter erupts as he tries to lighten the mood a bit grinning fiendishly.]
 
I can't be the only one around here with an asshole for a parent so what's all your stories?
prince_of_the_moon: (☾ remorse)
[personal profile] prince_of_the_moon
Type: Text
Sender ID: crescentmoon (Sesshomaru)
To: General Public
Subject: Since communicating is so easy, why not make use of it?
Warnings: TBD

What do you value most? How far would you go to protect it?
forgeabettertomorrow: (this Lance guy sounds alright)
[personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow
Type: Voice/Text
Sender ID: hammertime (Darin Altway)
To: Public
Subject: beds
Warnings: He's so stupid you guys

[Darin clears his throat because forget typing all of this out.]

Okay guys, I need you all to settle a bit of an argument Zelda and I are having.

See, we were out shopping for furniture for our new place and she tells me I need a bed. I say "you're right, I do! I know just the type!" So I go and I show her the hammocks because back home, I slept in a hammock. So she says [Darin clears his throat and proceeds to do his best Zelda voice] "Don't be preposterous, a hammock is not a proper bed."

Which is wrong. Because a hammock is totally a bed. Lots of things can be beds. So, to prove my point, I made this chart.



As you can see by this chart that I spent entirely too much time on, the parameters that dictate an objects "bedability" are thus. I think it's a pretty open and shut case.

Anyway, I think this explains why I should be allowed to get a hammock in my room. You guys are on my side on this, right?

[Just...you know. Ignore how he casually dropped that they're living together because he's brain dead.]
multidisciplinary: do not take! (🌻 532)
[personal profile] multidisciplinary
Type: Text (backdated to before Farplane event)
Sender ID: Anonymous
To: Public
Subject: Seeking legal advice
Warnings: None

--

Hello.

I am in need of legal advice regarding a private matter:

Is a marriage contract legally binding if one or more parties involved were under the influence of spiritual possession while it was officiated?

Thank you for your assistance.