Empire City Network

So. Um. I was thinking. With all this talk and worry of the portal Glory could make leading us somewhere like, really terrible and scary, worse than this place, I tried to think of a way to make it less of a gamble. Then it came to me! Astral projection! Carter's mentioned doing it before and I think I could help someone astrally project through the whatever portal Glory makes so we can see if it's, you know, safe. And not totally awful.

I just can't project myself. That takes more power than I feel comfortable accessing right now, but using myself as an anchor, I can project someone else. There's another catch, I figure if we ask Glory to make a portal, that's it. We get that one shot. So we kinda have to be decided on that being our choice as a group, you know?

Keeping options open... so let me know. This place is really starting to give me the wiggins and I don't feel safe here. The sooner we decide, the better. Not to sound bossy or anything. It's just. I don't like this place any more.

Alright, here's the deal.

I spoke to Zudeh, and there's absolutely no way these people are going to allow us to close the south portal without waging war on us in return. They want whatever is going to come through, as ridiculous as it sounds.

Now here's the problem; if we stay, we will be fighting whatever comes through that portal on our own. Zudeh has no intention on fighting by our side or allowing us to fight by hers, which means the army that we have at our disposal is in this city. And it's not impressive, considering what could come through that thing.

Our options are to take Glory's offer on that portal, sit and wait for whatever comes through the Gate, or have the Daedra wage war against us.

So our option, really, is to go through that portal.

Well, after a very exciting couple of journeys to both the extreme southern and northern parts of this country, I've had quite enough of travelling. Travelling and insane gods and insane amounts of magic that make me feel ill. That said, I have some information that may be of importance or use to everyone.

Going south to the portal, I attempted to study the magic powering it and figure out whether there was a counter. It took a bit of trial and error, but Life is the trick. Life vs. Death, Creation vs. Destruction. Where there was a pile of bones all bound together (wonderful imagery by the way, it will be haunting my dreams and I wouldn't suggest anyone else see it unless they have to), I placed some seeds nearby and encouraged them to grow; their presence seemed to make the portal's magic recoil. I don't know what amount it would take to properly disrupt the entire gate... but it's something. It's a definite potential, at least.

Then came the next journey, northward. I wanted to speak with this 'madgod' Glorificus myself. It was an enlightening experience and afterwards I truly realised how little taste Sirius Black has in women. Beyond that, she is capable of making a portal and getting us out of here. From the sounds of her tone, in-between the ramblings of course, she would be happy to be rid of us and relocate us elsewhere. I tried to ask her about why it was easy to send all of us through a portal and not herself, but all I got out of her was something along the lines of how I have a small brain and other insults directed towards my lycanthropy. Which she could sense. Which was another brilliant experience.

I hope this is useful. Right now my greatest desire is to leave this place before all hell breaks loose, even though I know that means potentially abandoning the locals to a very unhappy fate. But if it's what the daedra and the others want, is it really our place to say otherwise?

Alright, I want to make a few things clear.

Apparently a couple of you might know me by my face and my name. Whatever movies you saw were wrong. My father was a good man, he wasn't some monster that went around the city terrorizing people, and I'm a good person. I'm not the Green Goblin, my father wasn't the Green Goblin, and whatever fuckwad wrote that movie and directed it needs to be cut up into little pieces is a liar.

I'm a good person.

[Private to Andrew]
I saw that you were able to make brooms. What else can you make fly?

[Private to Peter Parker]
What did those comics say about my father, Peter?

I've comprised a list of patrol teams for the time being, - I expect each of you to put aside any potential differences and do what is necessary to defend this city during times of escalated activity regarding the supernatural beings. These are of course, subject to change but I encourage you to think of the mission at hand. As for further volunteers, I will always accept them.

( The list is as follows )

Alright boys and girls, as the Major has said before, the party is now at my place. There are a few rules.

The security of the tower is in the process of being changed, but I still need to make sure everyone who needs to get in can, and everyone who shouldn't, can't. Good news for us, there aren't too many of us that would make the process unmanageable, so I need all of you to stop at the tower within the next 24 hours in order to scan your eyes. The only way to get to a different floor in the tower is to scan your retina to open the elevator, from there you can get anywhere you need to go. I say 24 hours because I like deadlines, and I don't think any of you have dinner plans you need to cancel.

As for the rules. The hospital will be on the bottom floor, it's the safest place to be if something happens, but you'll be able to go anywhere in the tower. We have people living here, so unless you're going to the medical center or a conference room, don't go anywhere else, it's most likely a residential floor. I think we've learned to trust each other by now, but even so, Romanoff has been put on 'security duty'. And by 'been put on', I mean claimed. She's threatened all of the residents with bodily harm if we go anywhere near her room, and we're her teammates. I don't want to imagine what she'd do to anyone else who invades her lady space.

Another rule is stay out of my lab. It's the floor above the basement, and it's a bad idea for anyone to go in there. The security of that room hasn't been changed, mostly because half of the things that are in there can seriously harm someone who doesn't know how to use them.

While you're staying at Hotel Stark, be aware that JARVIS, my AI system, will be here to satisfy your every need. He's capable of finding information and answering all questions, just don't flirt with him. He's mine, and I'm the jealous type.

If any of you have questions you can ask me, but here's a recap.

Don't touch anyone else's stuff.

Don't touch my stuff.

Follow those, and we'll all be golden.

( Announcement to all transplants. )

( Peter Petrelli )

( Private: Anthony Stark )

(Filtered away from Harry Osborn)

This is really crummy to do, posting a message that one person can't see, but it's important.

An old friend of mine, Harry Osborn, just showed up in the city. I have no idea why he might be here, or WHEN he's coming from, but I want to break him into the idea of there being movies and comics about us slowly and gently. I mean, I'm used to the Crazy rearing its ugly head in my life now, but maybe no so much with Harry.

On the plus side, he's a brilliant chemist and is one of the most social guys I know. So, you know, talk to him. He's a great guy, just might not be so great with the whole movies and comics thing. Which is starting to weird me our the more I see of them myself...