{8th Deathray} Preparing [Video]

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

[Megamind is sitting with his legs crossed in the observation lounge overlooking the cargo hold. His drones that he had reprogrammed are busy gathering materials from various places on the ship that were considered gear adrift and collected them in the cargo hold. He has a small drone in his lap that he's petting like a cat as it makes a *bawng* in response. The lights are off and only the light from the little droid is seen that shows his blue face in the shadow.]

Greetings all of you of the Man-or. I have a message to deliver of utmost importance. I have become aware of the plight that everyone has faced whilst we dwindle away and toil through our countless endeavors through out the span of time that our dear Auth-or has a habit of throwing monkey wrenches into our gears of equilibrium. I propose an option.

I have begun to build a powersuit to counter any attacks that we may face. However, a team of heroes, a team of noble-heart and mind of super proportions would be beneficial to our cause. Anyone willing to take up this mantel would be remembered as the greatest of all!

So take your time...search your core and return to me with a mess-age. Ciao-ciao!

[He waggles his fingers at the camera as the drone cuts off the feed.]

{16th Collar} Ha, ha, funny. [Video/In Person]

[junior-cop.livejournal.com]

[Tom doesn't exactly look like he's in the happiest of moods and his nachos are floating around. Some of them randomly hitting him on the face. On the view screen, there's an old movie that he was watching. Now he's fighting to keep from landing on something hard in case gravity returns.]

Funny. Ha ha. Okay, who shut off the gravity?

[The gravity comes back on and he falls face first on the floor, nachos dropping from the air in a messy heap.]

Great.

The Doctor | 022

[11-sies.livejournal.com]

Oh dear...

this is bad. This is very, very not good.