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Does anyone know how to knit?

Or, alternatively, does anyone volunteer to be the recipient of some awful beginner scarves and mittens or whatever under the assumption that I fill that first position.

I'm thinking it's about time for me to pick up a new hobby. Something that doesn't involve beating people up.

doooooog

[ The feed begins on a man sitting in the middle of the small but well appointed kitchen of a Tarrytown guest home, wearing Dr. Strange's cloak around his neck like a barber's cape. His face isn't familiar at all to any of the Orbers, though his voice might be. ]

Welp. Hey, everybody. I got into Team Torpedo's HQ. [ The man looks up briefly at, presumably, Stephen Strange and gives a thumbs up in approval. ] Oh yeah man, whatever cheese you got is fine.

[ Stephen moves into frame behind the stranger, a few eggs, tomatoes, and a block of cheese floating behind him, Disney Princess style (if Disney Princesses wore sweatpants exclusively). The Strange Omelet Bar is officially open.

In the foreground of the video feed, Jake refocuses his attention on his audience. ]

So anyway, we all know they're kidnapping Cubits. I saw what kinds they're going for; ones that are unique colors combinations, new species we didn't get in the literature Viveca and Degar briefed us on, things we don't have any idea on. They've got 'em all stacked up together in these horrible little cages in their lab, under the knife of this real piece of work: R.M. Chamise. She's a doctor a lot like Cress, only way more into cutting cute little Cubits open and finding out what makes them tick.

She's Torpedo's chief scientist, at least I think she's chief of something. She reports directly to Koga and seems to have a lot of latitude to order the grunts around. [ He holds up arm, bullet wound plainly visible. ] They shot me, but like, it's cool. I kinda trying to kidnap her, so I guess that's understandable.

Anyway, while I was there I got a pretty good look at the lab. They have a whole room with a single Cubit in a stasis beam with two guards on standby duty. There was another room locked sealed up with a keypad. The code to it uses some variation of 3, 7, 8, and 9. I was going off the idea that it's a four digit deal, but honestly... nothing I put in there worked, so maybe it's longer?

Whatever it is, it uses those numbers. I'd bet my nose on it.

[ Rubbing the back of his neck, a cast iron pan floats towards Stephen in the background. ]

There was something else R.M. Chamise mentioned: a rock. One that Koga was absolutely obsessed with. [ He shrugs meaningfully, eyebrows rising. ] You connect the dots.

[ The man sniffs the air briefly, turning fully back towards the stove (and revealing a very naked back). Hunger was taking hold. Jake's fellow Orbers only had so much of his scant attention left before they lost out to brunch. ]

But yeah, like, ask me whatever you want and I'll fill you in on whatever details I can-- Ah! Hold up-- [ He looks back fully, briefly forgetting the food. ] And if you know how to do weird stuff and don't mind getting into a little trouble, hit me up. Professor Chamise gave me a fancy new cover story that might free up your powers a little, too.

[ With a quick finger gun, the feed ends. Or seems to end. A few minutes later, the man is back online; an empty plate in front of him, crumb of egg stuck in his mustache, and a vaguely unsettled Stephen Strange looking on behind him. ]

Oh, and has anyone seen my brother? Last I saw he was getting hit with a rock and knocked out. Just... wanna make sure he's all good. Thanks.

(( ooc: to read the direct info on what jake saw in the lab, go ahead and read the full search request here! ))

homeostatic

( no intro; let's get right to it, folks! )

I'd like to remind everyone to refill their first-aid kits ahead of the mission, and be sure to stock up on supplies for your... Cubits... as well, on arrival. I wouldn't assume everything suited to treating human-or-other biology would have the same affect on another species.

( got it? heck yeah let's move on. )

Second, there's a stock of intimacy aids and prophylactics in the infirmary. The former aren't for rent– take it and it's yours until you croak or return home. Supplies to disinfect and sterilize them are also in the infirmary.

Happy trails, and don't die.

doooooog

[ After hearing some conflicting reports about how accessible the network is to Olivia, Jake's reverting back to his original plan. There is no preamble, no explanation, and no information. He's just taking some advice Newt gave him about how to flummox internet robots with captcha protocols and running with it.

Will it work? Probably not. But he knows first hand that Olivia finds Eggs Benedict pretty boring, so he's hoping she'll ollie out before she can grok any secret codes. ]

Maybe it’s my doggy DNA, but I like my breakfasts savory, rather than sweet. Eating a syrup-drenched pancake for my first meal just doesn’t have the same appeal as that same pancake with bacon ran through it, or a proper Breakfast Kingdom fry up. But even amongst the plethora of savory Oooian breakfast choices, Eggs Benedict (or Eggs Benny, if ya nasty) is particularly choice.

When prepared properly, each dreamy bite is like noshing on a small mouthful of heaven. From the moment you sink a fork into the poached egg, and the pastel hues give way to the luscious orange yolk, to the final swipe of crusty bread through a pool of hollandaise, Eggs Benedict provides a parade of colors, flavors, textures and tastes that are a literal feast for your senses. Before you know it, you’re staring down at an empty white plate with a few golden streaks of yolk, punctuated by a scattering of crumbs.

Although it's not difficult to make, pulling off the perfect Eggs Benedict requires does require some precision and attention to detail, which why I'm splitting this post up so I can give each piece it's due explanation.

COMPONENT ONE: THE EGG

Eggs, amiright? The reason we're all here. Nothing beats that oval shape, the golden yolk inside and all the promise it has for us. All the more reason for it to lead things off here. If you're feeling lost, check out my tutorial on poaching the perfect egg.

COMPONENT TWO: THE SAUCE

Next comes the Hollandaise sauce, which is often the most daunting piece of the puzzle. Luckily, I have a Hollandaise sauce recipe that updates the classic method with modern tools and ingredients to make it easy and fool-proof.

After conquering the poached egg and the hollandaise sauce, the rest may seem like a piece of cake, but each component requires the same care and attention.

COMPONENT THREE: THE MUFF

The Muffin should be separated with the tines of a fork rather than sliced with a knife. This forms a craggy surface that allows the muffin to take color and crisp at its peaks while remaining soft and chewy in the valleys.

COMPONENT FOUR: THE MEAT

For the protein, I like to use a thick cut ham, which I gently reheat for a few seconds in the water used to poach the eggs in. This not only avoids dirtying another pan, but it also keeps the ham tender and moist.

COMPONENT FIVE: THE PIZAZZ

Finally, I like to add a layer of avocado in my Eggs Benedict, which creates a beautiful contrast of color while complimenting the creamy yolk and hollandaise sauce. Plus, more fat. Rule of cooking, more fat will make it taste better.

COMPONENT SIX: THE EXECUTION

The most important part of making Eggs Benedict is the timing. In an ideal world, all the components should be done right around the same time. I usually put a pot of water on while I get all of the components prepped (bread toasted, avocado sliced, hollandaise ingredients ready, etc.). Then, as soon as I lower the eggs into the water, I make the hollandaise sauce. The eggs should be done around the same time as the sauce. The only piece left is the heating the ham, which can be done as you assemble.

If you're a newbie, you can make the hollandaise sauce first and then keep it warm in a bowl set over a pan of warm water. No shame in that, Orbers.

( if you're the kind of person who likes to skip right to the recipe, click here )

locumstudentesquire

[Normally when Ryunosuke sends any kind of broadcast over the network, he does it with a sense of formality. He takes care to introduce himself, and he tries to choose his words carefully.

Right now, he just sounds tired, and faintly bewildered. The message is brief:]

So... Was anyone else aware that Emerton Haughtford was once-- or currently is--? The commander of this station...?

Genuine question. Because it is certainly news to me.

doooooog

[ The video feed is very dark at first, until Jake's mind-camera-eyes adjust. After a few moments, the sleeping face of Emerton G. Haughtford can be dimly seen behind where Jake was currently resting comfortably on a pillow beside the man's head.

Paws crossed daintily in front of him, Jake's puppy face breaks into a panting smile. It almost bordered on... was that smugness? Maybe.

Text appears below Jake as if like subtitles. ]

I bet you're wondering how I got here.

[ Emerton shifts slightly in his sleep and Jake pauses for a moment to look back at him, before the subtitles confidently resume. ]

But that story's gonna have to wait for another time. I've got some stuff to share that might help out.

I've been living with Emerton a few days now up on the Federation space station. He's a real dog-lover, this guy. Not that I haven't been working it. My belly's practically raw from all the tummy rubs I've been getting. [ This was a lie. Keep giving him tummy rubs. ] But seriously, he's a sweetheart. I can't imagine this guy isn't on the level, if he's this much of a softy alone with just a puppy to play with. Dunno if anyone had any reservations left, but I'd be willing to bet he's one of the good ones. Sometimes you can just tell.

[ Being nice to dogs was like being nice to waitstaff. A green flag, in all respects. ]

anyway, here's the real skinny...

( important information goes here )

heroooic

[ There's something to be said about watching a planet process their imminent demise in front of you to put the fragility and preciousness of time in perspective. These missions were dangerous. Any of them could catch the wrong end of a sword or trip over a rock and bam, that's it. Even beyond the missions, people went home for all sorts of reasons all the time. Sometimes with warning, sometimes without any at all. Steve, Gwen, Helen, Rand... it was enough to make even a seventeen year old boy feel some type of way about how much time they all had with each other.

And, as with many seventeen year old boys (and particularly this one), those impossibly huge feelings all came back to one central question: am I gonna die before I get to make out with someone again!?

This would be so much simpler if he was home, but on a ship full of humans? All his instincts felt jumbled and culturally out of step. How did humans court each other? Did they just go right up and ask? Was there some sort of... dancing involved? High School Musical definitely made that seem important. Whatever the customs were, Finn was mortified by the thought of shooting his shot and missing on a technicality.

And so now here's here. Well, not him. Someone. A random individual, asking an innocuous question. ]

Does anyone have any advice for asking someone out? The person is really cool and funny and brave and has nice hair, but all I can come up with is telling them that and inviting them to the sim room.

I guess date ideas would be cool too. There isn't much to do here.

All suggestions, ideas, or maybe stories(?) are welcome. I just don't want to get hit by a meteor before I get to kiss somebody again.

singlelogbridge

[Even before the feed flickers into life, anyone literally anywhere in the sunlight room is probably aware that there is something going on thanks to one very shrill scream immediately followed by several minutes of panicked shouting. When the feed does flicker on, the view is oddly…tall? It's at height with the tops of the trees in the sunlight room which is because Wei Wuxian is making this post from the top of one of those trees.

The reason why becomes immediately obvious when he pans down to the familiar form of Jake barking up at him from the base of the tree. Jake's expression is partially obscured through the foliage, though a close study will find more fear in Jake's face than threat. Whatever he thinks he's looking at, it isn't Wei Wuxian.

Finally, the view shifts to Wei Wuxian who is wide eyed and panicked, his face completely bloodless as he holds onto the tree with one arm and gestures at Jake below with the other.]

Why? [He squeaks out in a desperate whisper, eyes darting back to Jake again before he lets out a soft whimper and returns his attention to the feed.]

Why is there a dog?

----

[ Jake's post comes through almost simultaneously, text somehow communicating volume as much as his urgency. ]

I FOUND THE GHOST. I REPEAT, I FOUND THE GHOST. GOT IT UP A TREE IN THE SUNLIGHT ROOM. PLEASE ADVISE ON NEXT STEPS AND/OR EXORCISM.

[ooc: please indicate in the comments which you're responding to!]

doooooog

[ Even after the exhaustion of the prior day (the prior ten days), Jake awakens bright and early. Tired legs carry him to the kitchen, greeted with a sterile coldness that stood in contrast to memories spent in his kitchen back home. Here, the rays of early morning sunshine and blue-pink skies were replaced with stainless steel and shades of gray.

Still, there were other ways to bring warmth into an environment. Jake's nose draws him toward the spices, selecting ginger, clove, cinnamon... his tail begins to wag with sudden inspiration. An hour later, a video feed streams through to the network directly through Jake's eyes, seeing what he sees as he moves through the kitchen he's now accepted as his own. Sunshine or no sunshine. ]

Good morning, everybody. Bet most of you are still sleepin', but... well, just wanted to say, it was pretty awesome seeing all of you in action the other day. I'm still getting to know most of you, but you're a group that's worth knowing.

[ Most of you, anyway. Jake sprinkles some flower over the table, smoothing it out with a smear of his paw. ]

All that said, I know the last few days wasn't the perfect success a lot of you were gunning for. Some people got left behind that didn't wanna be. That's scary to think about, things ending before you're ready. But even if you hadn't managed to save even one person, all that hard work would've still meant something.

[ As Jake speaks, his hand dots at the flour in a radial pattern, starting at the center and slowly working outward. It's not immediately clear what he's doing at first, but slowly a design starts to take shape. ]

We met a lot of great people on Ciraiwei. I know a lot of us made friends. I sure did -- word up, Grove, wherever you are. Some of them we lost on the old planet, others we lost on their new one. People come in and outta lives for all sorts of reasons. But the impact they have on you, that stays for as long as your memories of 'em do.

[ Is it a little preachy? Sure, but Jake was a little preachy. Especially in the slow emotional wind down of what had been some of the tensest days of his life. Abruptly, the intricate design Jake has finished tracing out is suddenly interrupted by a large ball of gingerbread dough plopping down in the middle of it, ruining the design completely. ]

Welp, I gotta get these in the oven. I got more to say about all this if you wanna talk, or argue, or listen, or have me listen. And hey, I'm about to have a whole mess of cookies ready here pretty soon.

[ He's about to sign off, rolling out the dough in front of him, before adding a quick: ] I could use the company, to be honest.

(( ooc: please feel free to hit with action tags or wildcards! ))

rehandle

We have a way to evacuate the Hivawei.

[ The most important news first. The thing that can't wait. Then, on to detail. ]

Remi d'Arbes has answered our call. With his help, we'll create a path between worlds in search of a suitable planet for the Hivawei to settle. Our course will be set for Gyeonje - unless anyone has a suggestion for a place better suited - with the hope that in making our way to that world we'll find one closer, freeing up those of us based here to open more doorways for the Hivawei to travel through.

[ There's a truth between the lines there, but he doesn't drag it out. It doesn't change what they have to do. ]

We need to be as certain as we can be that the world we lead them to is somewhere they're going to have a real chance to thrive. If anyone thinks they'd be suited to making that kind of assessment and would be willing to abandon the search for the orb to assist with this, let us know as soon as possible.

If there's anyone not already involved who wields magic, or similarly esoteric [ shout out to Itachi for the verbiage ] power, and could spare some time - we'd be glad of you.

[ That's it, their plan and the help they're seeking with it laid out. There's a quiet from Stephen, thoughts ticking over for anything else he needs to add... which there is. One last thing, before they get so ahead of themselves that they forget what this is really going to be. ]

This will not be a small feat. If and when Chief Yerek decides it's time to tell the people, they'll be managing the logistics of a mass evacuation while preparing to leave behind everything they've ever known.

We've all experienced their kindness and the strength of their community. Let's honor that and ease the way for them as much as we possibly can.

[ And with that, he's off to get to work. ]

( ooc: Team Portal would've received this info before he dropped this network post (whether via text or in person for those in Hivawa at the time), along with anyone else in Hiwava who might've been hanging with the magic crowd or spotted he and Remi walking back and followed, so feel free to handwave having been around for the first in-person lowdown!

threadjacking welcome, be wild be free ]

singlelogbridge

[When Wei Wuxian’s voice sounds over the network, it’s almost unrecognizable for those who’ve only ever known him to be bright and cheerful, the sound of it quiet and somber instead.]

For what it's worth to others, I spoke with the former Sage about the fate of the people of this world. [He allows that statement to rest there for a moment before he continues.]

Like some of us, the Hivawei believe that death is not the end. They believe that life goes on in some form and those who pass are returned to the cycle. And they believe that everything, even death, has its time. [The Sage hadn’t come out and spelled it out, but the message had been clear. If it was their time to go and nothing could be done, then it was their time and they would accept it.]

He did not claim to speak for the people, and he suggested that we speak to the current Sage to decide if they should be informed. It’s…I thought it might be helpful to know.

That’s all.

[ooc: This is backdated to before it becomes public knowledge that the Hivawei leaders have been informed! Feel free to threadhop!]

peasant

we've located the orb.

the "how" and "where" are less important details than what we intend to do with it, now that it's in our possession. as far as i'm aware, there are others still tirelessly working on plans, remi and aureliah included, to have their shot at saving the people of this planet, but we'll need to hurry if we all plan to make it out intact.

until we've put what to do with the orb to a vote, kovacs and myself will be safeguarding it alongside unohana and ryunosuke. sabriel will be taking her leave to discuss evacuation plans. in the meanwhile, i'd suggest, whatever choice we make, we hurry to make it sooner rather than later.

( ooc: threadjacking is completely encouraged! this post is mostly to ic infoshare and generate pre-voting discussions. ♥ )

hindsights

[ there's a moment when the camera turns on and shakes, before cal's face comes into view. he's got wind pushing his hair back and he's wind-flushed, a little out of breath.

beside him is a very large toad, sitting serenely. cal nearly drops the camera and then curses, before everything goes dark because he's dropped it on an expanse of dark blue. uh. okay. then everything changes to text. because sharing this information while talking outloud means 1) bugs in the mouth, 2) everyone listening to a skullmask attack or 3) grovin hearing all he has to share. daetcheu-nono, as a certain yellow dog would say. ] Sorry for the rocky start, guys. It's-- Cal. Cal and Jake.

First thing -- Jake and I found Grovin, the Sage that was supposed to lead the festivities our first night and, uh, we're taking him back and he's going to tell the Chief what's coming.

We learned a couple things from him.

Hey, everybody. It's Jakey talking now. I'll keep it short, but this guy Grove, he's been around this planet for a long, long time. His whole species lives long, though there ain't many around these days. Such is the way of us all, right? Anyways, his role and the role of the Sages before him isn't to keep history so much as... speak to the world? Like, literally, they can talk to one another. And the planet's known about the meteor coming for a while now. Grove's a good guy, him not attending the festival wasn't out of nefariousness. He's just... old.

[ And honestly, Jake trusts the toad at this point. He'll take him at his word on that. ]

The Hivawei are part of a continuum here on this planet, at least that's how I understood him. Death into life in a cycle, was how he put it. I know what that means to me, but I guess we'll see what it means to the Hivawei when we get there. Shouldn't be more than... five more hours until we're back. [ Jake may be talking over text, but somehow he still sounds exhausted. Wing cramp was real, man. ] Eesh.

[ there's an awkward pause before more info comes! right! cal's cue to take over while jake's trying to keep them up in the air! ] Yeah. All that.

He also told us about the Mother of Light too. Well, that there is no Mother Light. It's just something the Hivawei turn to when they're stressed but it's based on lamawei. I think someone said it's the flower? [ look! he's kinda behind on network stuff! and also local jedi was busy with talking to a toad??? ]

[ ooc: jake is the yellow-orange and cal is the indigo text! feel free to threadjack and comment around as always! here is the search request for those who haven't seen! ]

kenpachi

Hello! A little light-hearted fun, shall we?

Please nominate your favourite eligible bachelor/ette aboard the Ximilia, and vote for who you believe deserves the title of Ximilia's Most Eligible Bachelor/ette!

The deadline is MARCH 3RD at 9:00 AM local time! Get your votes in quickly, everyone!

The winner can be featured on a commemorative trading card for the month of March. :) If he or she agrees, in any case. If they refuse, the title will go to the runner-up!

Thank you!

（ added a bit later... ）

And if anyone wishes to opt out of participation, please say so!

NOMINEES SO FAR:

ANDY (who sounds like a very interesting individual!)
~~NEWT (who doesn't love a good tattoo?)~~ STRONGLY DISQUALIFIED FOR BEING A CANNIBAL!
RITA (an actress! this is where I'd put my vote if I wasn't staying perfectly impartial!)
A GHOST?! (how terrifying!)
FINN (something about hearts...?)
YELENA (who doesn't love dogs? They're so cute and loyal!)
SABRIEL (a classy magic user has entered the ring!)
TAKESHI (I think he grows peaches? By all the voting, it seems he's kindly enough to share!)
ZHAO (a dragon chef!)
YENNEFER (I am given to understand she is on fire... perhaps someone should check on her...?)
WEI WUXIAN (I hear his hair is amazing!)
SHAUN XU (I think we were promised shirtless pictures...)
ALEKSANDER (are we sure about this one?)
STEVE (It seems like Wei Wuxian has some competition for 'best hair on the station'!)
DR. MCCOY (A medical man, and has anyone heard that accent? Charming!)
YUJIN (x2! and he tapdances! Wow, there are so many doctors here!!)
A FINE CLOAK? (is this... legal? Do people wish to date drapery?)
RYUNOSUKE (A lawyer! Do we need those here? But not a picky eater at least!)
DIMITRI (He rescues cats from trees! What's not to love?)
MAL (I hear you can get lost in his eyes! Sounds dreamy!)

[ooc; not to be taken too seriously, Unohana runs several newspaper columns in her own world and gets up to Shenanigans with the Shinigami Women's Association. She's a tiny bit of a troll but hides it behind the Soft Matron Energy.

... also it's a good way to gather information c:]

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Entries tagged with adventure time: jake the dog

text| un: romanoff

video; un: strange (sent from the headset of Stephen Strange, set about three weeks into the event)

audio; un: mccoy | cw for sex talk itp

text; un: jtd

Voice; un: naruhodo

video/text; live from the bed of idris elba aka emerton

ANON TEXT | is this r/relationships?

Video; UN: Wei Wuxian || Text; UN: jtd

video; un: jtd - the morning after their arrival back from ciraiwei

audio / un: strange - day 6, evening.

Audio | UN: Wei Wuxian

text / un: solnishka, two days before mission's end;

video to text | night of 3rd day

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