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Sokka
12 January 2012 @ 12:57 pm
[It takes him time to return to the scene, but Sokka forces himself to leave Suki's bedside, even if it's only for a few hours. The up-and-down of seeing her live and die, die and live was more than enough to cast a pall over the tribesman's day, and since they're all having trouble sleeping at night, it's a never ending cycle of upset.]

[But he isn't prepared for the damage he faces at his house on Queen Anne's Row. Much of the back is collapsed, and everything is powdered black from the soot and ash and smoke.]

[At first, he tries to salvage. A fork here, a dirty glass there, but before too long, he realizes it's almost a complete and total loss, at least on the ground floor. So much of what he has is in this house, but none of it seems to really push through the numb barrier he's constructed until...]

[It's a drawing (or what's left of one.)An illustration from Bubbles, torched to the corner where all it can reveal is half of two smiling faces pressed together. Sokka realizes immediately which drawing it is, and with a terrible dawning realization, that he's probably lost much more permanent things than just his sleep in this entire mess.]

[Anger bubbles and Sokka doesn't hold back. He begins kicking, shoving, pushing at anything and everything in his way, dragging himself through the carnage piece-by-piece. He has to see what's left, if anything.]

[He'll bring the place down if he has to, but he's going to get up the stairs if it kills him.]


[[Offlines only, please, but anyone's welcome to stumble by and see what's going on.]]
 
 
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Sokka
[Sokka's been feeling down, despite the cheer brought on by all these holidays. He knows it's important to reconnect with his family and friends, but it hasn't been easy to find a way. Fortunately, Animus provides him the perfect excuse.]

[The familiar tents and igloos cropped up near the frozen lake early in the week, but Sokka's preparations take more than a few days. He's surprised to find everything he wants and needs, but making everything perfect takes longer than expected.]


[Video | Filtered to Katara]

I have a surprise for you. Meet me at the lake before sundown.


[Video | Filtered from Azula & Katara]

So, I know it's a little late, but our people have a Winter Solstice Celebration every year. If anyone would like to join me , you can come  by the lake after sundown. We'll have food, drinks, and traditional Water Tribe clothing for everyone to try out.

So, um, yeah. Everyone's welcome, for the most part. Hope to see you there!


[[OOC: Backdated to the holiday event! Also, the doll-maker's neat but a little hard to use. If you can't figure it out but you want to make your character an outfit, just PM me and I'll do my best to help!]]
 
 
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Sokka
25 November 2011 @ 12:30 pm
[The network feed clicks on accidentally, transmitting darkness and a quiet but insistent voice whispering conspiratorially.]

...proof, proof... They want proof and I can give them proof. I can give them proof and then they'll see... We can't be treated-- they can't make us go through i-if they have proof...

[After the sound of stirring, the scene lights, revealing a very disturbed looking young man holed up in a dark room. Sokka realizes instantly that his PCD is recording and he leans in with his light, shaking some papers at the camera.]

See? See, they're watching and I have proof of the truth... [He shakes the papers.] You think-- you think they care? They don't care, they just want to take away our proof. C-Can't you see it? Every day-- every day we're here, they take more. Moreandmoreandmoreandmore until before you know it-- [Sokka gestures grandly and the papers go everywhere.] --poof! There goes your proof, there goes your truth a-and then what?

[Sokka shakes his head and dips off screen to collect his papers. The feed continues to transmit his mutterings well after his tirade.]

...get the proof, gotta prove it, can't let them down... There's no truth too small, no proof too minor. Gonna take it all, gotta get it, gotta keep it safe...


[[OOC: While Sokka is dealing nominally with his asylum world, he is having a little trouble with reality. Backdated to late Thursday/early Friday morning.]]
 
 
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Sokka
21 November 2011 @ 03:49 am
[Returning from his meeting with Jet, Sokka stops at #4 Queen Anne's Row in hopes of catching his sister before she can slip away under the cover of broad daylight.]

[He enters the house with no pretense, immediately calling through the very empty rooms instead of seeking her out.]


Katara, I'm home! Are you still here?
 
 
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Sokka
13 November 2011 @ 05:13 pm
[Sokka has been putting this off for too long already. There are precious few reasons and excuses good enough to keep him away anymore, so this young man has gathered his things from his temporary asylum at the forge and returned to #4 Queen Anne's Row. Home. For now.]

[Returning home is not without its own steps. Sokka is making an effort to clean house and he's finding he is in need of much less now that he's come back to the it a single man. In an effort to not waste anything, the young tribesman appeals to the network first, an array of furniture, found clothing, and various other trinkets laid out around him.]


So, I have a house full of stuff and I'm thinking about having a swap meet. I'm looking for a few things, too: salt, a shovel, a foot ball, maybe a few other things to help prepare for winter. If you're interested in seeing what I've got here, just let me know.

Also, winter's coming up very soon. I've been stockpiling and preserving fish, but I'm keeping it all in a secret location. If... if you guys don't think you'll be able to make it through the winter or your stores run out, you can send me a message. I can only do so much because I have a family of my own to feed, but I'm glad to share what I have.

[Private Video to Suki, Katara, Jet, and Iroh]
If there's anything you want from the house, just let me know and I'll set it aside.
[ / ]

[Private Video to Hazel]
I've been meaning to check on you. Did you get settled?
[ / ]
 
 
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Sokka
31 October 2011 @ 07:10 pm
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[Just another terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day in Adstringendum, right? Better to make the most of it than let it get you down.]

[Voice]
I think if I wait long enough, this fog stuff will show me anyone I want to see. I've been making a list of the dead and keeping notes if anyone wants to know what I've seen.
[/end]
 
 
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Sokka
[Sokka has done his damage.]

[In a short amount of time, he has managed to burn several buildings within the walls of the city, to make some ripples in the life of dozens, not to mention his accomplice, Harry Potter. He has destroyed poetry, bricks, books, buildings, everything in his path. His intentions are nothing but bad and misguided, and for that, he's going to need to be punished.]

[Adstingendum Police Officer Usagi has brought the troublemaker in, ending his reign of fire. Sokka will be spending his time incarcerated, open and available to the public.]

[Ladies and gentlemen, come lodge your complaints.]





[[OOC: This will encompass the remaining time of the event (Friday night through Sunday) as well as incarceration post-event and through this following week. Please tag in to the appropriate thread for all your Sokka needs!]]
 
 
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Sokka
26 September 2011 @ 05:49 pm
[Sokka turns on his PCD with the express intent of speaking directly to the network. He's not dressed up for a show, he doesn't appear to be at work, and he may or may not be under the influence of something. Despite his state, he speaks with little enthusiasm.]

Y'know what? The Animus is bad news, but you guys are worse. You're not beautiful, special people, you're just flesh and blood and minerals and dirt. It's sad really. At least I can acknowledge I've got little to offer the world.

[He leans in to point at the camera.]

But you could make a difference. If anyone's interested, I've got a bucket of paint and an urge to perform some 'urban renewal.' We can paint the town red -- literally.

Or, you can all continue to suck at life. Either way. [He shrugs and sits back from the screen, waiting for any replies. This ought to be... slightly more interesting than watching said paint dry.]
 
 
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Sokka
[Here's Sokka's awake, alert face for the network.]

Now that everyone's back and things are kinda normal, why don't we take this opportunity to catch up? Or even meet for the first time, if we haven't.

I'm pretty much available indefinitely, so c'mon, get hold of me if you want to get some of these plans back in gear.

[Now that the water's receded and the sun's come out, Sokka has decided it's time to get things done.]

[He's got a couple days before he can expect trouble again,
and lots and lots of projects: Fences to be built; livestock to be corralled; parties to be planned; friendships to make and mend; scraps to gather... not to mention, he is still very seriously attempting to track down the culprit or culprits behind Aang's murderer.]

[It will be a busy week, definitely, but Sokka needs something like that after a week cooped up.]



[Meanwhile, he has other things to attend to:]


[Video - Private to Harold Saxon]Collapse )



[Video - Private to the Doctor]Collapse )



[[OOC: This post is meant to take place throughout the week, so people can feel free to fit these events in wherever they may please in their timelines. Offline, Text,  Video, etc are all acceptable formats. If you've got a setting or project in mind, feel free to note that when you tag in, or send a PM letting me know that's what you want to play out. Also, have fun!]]
 
 
 
Sokka
Someone has succeeded where so many others have failed...Collapse )


[Text]

Aang's dead.


[[OOC: Backdated to some time around/during/after the bomb plot. Sokka will likely not be answering texts, but offlines at the clinic are welcomed and encouraged if your character would think to find him there.]]
 
 
 
Sokka
17 July 2011 @ 06:34 pm
[Since Katara's unexpected departure, Sokka has been keeping himself busy. Busy and quiet and absent. Absent from most any place he generally ventures, and engagements he might be expected to attend. He's even spending evenings away from the house, only returning to sleep for a few hour before dawn, and gone not long after sunrise.]

[He is definitely up to something, though he isn't letting anyone in on what it is until now.]




[Sokka's face shows up on screen and he's got his back to the early morning sun, a stone-faced expression, and a focus he generally reserves only for very serious occasions.]

In light of recent events, I thought I'd offer my services to anyone who wants to learn to fight. I know how to use a sword and a boomerang, and I've got some skills in hand-to-hand combat.

I'm glad to teach everyone what I know, but I'm asking for donations if you come out today. It can be anything: food, a skill, clean water, whatever you can offer that might make life a little easier for someone else here. All donations will go back to the people at Adstring, so consider doing this as benefit for everyone.

It's time we start helping each other out a little more, and I want to do my part.




[[OOC: Forward-dated to the morning of July 18, since I won't have time to post it then.]]
 
 
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Sokka
11 July 2011 @ 06:21 pm
[The feed opens up, centered on a card that looks like it was written with Bubbles’ crayons.]

The Adstring City Players Proudly Present:


Sucks to be Ewe

The True and Riveting Tale of One Man’s Fight Against the Forces of Not-Really-Evil-Anymore

By: Aang and Sokka


Starring:

Aang as Aankka the Hero

Sokka as Spikka the Not-Evil-Now


And Introducing:

ZUZU as “The Pig”


(some facts have been changed to protect the innocent)




 

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OOC:
THE CREDITS

AANG as Aankka the Hero

SOKKA as Spikka the Not-Evil-Now-Guy

Special effects and sound provided by Bubbles' Magical Effects Studio, LLC
[[This is a joint post  for Aang and Sokka! Insert muse in comments, receive one or both in reply!]]
 
 
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Sokka
18 June 2011 @ 03:13 am
[The video feed flickers to life and there's plenty of whispers and giggles, but no one on screen yet. It's daytime and the empty scene plays against a backdrop of a bright sky over a dusty and barren piece of flat land. The video comes through from a worms-eye view, as if the device is propped up on a rock.]

Shh-shhhh... it's on, it's on! Go, go!

Okay, Sok--

[A pause.]

I mean, okay, got it!
 
THE RUSECollapse )


[[This is a joint post (backdated before all the weather stuff) for Bubbles and Sokka! Insert muse in comments, receive one or both in reply!]]
 
 
 
Sokka
06 June 2011 @ 12:26 pm
[The concept of time is eluding Sokka. How long has it been since Fran forced him in fall to pieces? Five minutes? Fifty minutes? Five hours? He's got no idea, but it's nearly night now, and Sokka can't get the picture of Fran or those inky black figures out of his head long enough to crawl out of his safe place to go home.]

[Hunched down and hugging his legs, he sits under the light from a window, hoping to ward off the darkness, but that fear's still gripping his heart like a vice, squeezing it in an iron grasp. Those faces -- familiar faces of faithful friends -- they haunt him in a way he's never experienced thanks to Fran's parting gift. Behind closed eyes, they accuse him just the same as before, and the more time he spends with them, the more he starts to think they're right. Had he really done enough? For Zuko? For Katara? For
any of them?]

[Just those thoughts are enough to make him reel, forcing his head down lest he finds himself feeling ill again. He needs to get home -- he knows that -- but it's not happening yet.]

[Not yet. He just needs a moment. Not yet, not yet, not yet...]

[He just can't face it all.]

[Not yet.]




[[OOC: This takes place after Sokka's run-in with Fran. Aang's going to be taking Sokka home, so if you want your character to come see him, please note whether it's BEFORE he's left for home, or AFTER he's home! ENJOY!]]
 
 
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Sokka
28 May 2011 @ 09:10 pm
[Sokka had been thinking long and hard -- something that generally didn't work out positively for him. In this case, however, long thoughts on the matter seemed entirely appropriate. He had the time, and the thoughts weren't leaving despite his best efforts to focus his attentions elsewhere.]

[Zuko's death was hitting him hard. So many questions unanswered, so many feeling unchecked. Why had he gone alone? Why hadn't he asked for help? Where were their heartfelt and tearful goodbyes shared among friends? The answers always came up the same: Zuko was Zuko.]

[Was. Everyone had tried to convince Sokka that Zuko would be back, an it had worked, in a way. But Sokka still mourned -- still felt the consequences, the hurt, the almost sickening heartache. How could this have happened? No. How could this have happened
again?]

[When finally it was too much, Sokka took ink to paper and stumbled through his emotions, trying to compose something worthy of his friend's memory. He thought long and hard, collected more than just his thoughts and feelings, and and made preparations for a eulogy.]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It begins at dawn, just before the rise of the sun over the horizonCollapse )


[[OOC: Post-dated to after the zombie mess has died down, and open to the public for mingling or whatever.]]
 
 
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Sokka
25 May 2011 @ 09:47 am
[High alert, woop woop! The already busy feed crackles to life with Sokka's concerned face. He's all business.]

We've established our own safe zone here-- [He fumbles around with his PCD, but manages to transmit the coordinates anyway.]

[X,Y]

The perimeter's secured and we've got people on constant watch. There's plenty of room and supplies, too. So if you want or need somewhere to go, you can come here.

[Filtered the the Residents of his house]Collapse )

-------------------

And then later....
[Private to Zuko, Toph, Bubbles, Usagi]Collapse )
 
 
 
Sokka
18 May 2011 @ 07:01 pm
[It probably hasn't escaped the attention of any familiar residents, that Sokka's already found himself feeling a little less useful than usual. Sure, he's pretty good at settling down amidst all the craziness, but that doesn't mean he's particularly comfortable with his level of usefulness. Or, in this case, uselessness.]

[He's been thinking a lot about his sister, thinking a lot of home, thinking a lot, period. Which is never a good thing for Sokka.]

[On this particular day, he's decided he needs a distraction. Taking his rudimentary tools, Sokka has set himself out into the world in search of prey. It's only fortunate that he stumbles across a flowing stream, because of all the types of hunting there are, fishing just happens to be his favorite.]

[Sadly, the fish don't seem to be biting, so the young man's sitting on a rock outcropping over the stream, his line laying pathetically in the water. There are fish -- he can see them, but they just aren't biting for some reason.]


Ffft. This is a lost cause... as per usual.
 
 
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Sokka
08 May 2011 @ 12:55 am
[What's this? Accidental audio, at first!]

--can't tell me I'm somewhere different from where I went to bed! That's-- that's crazy!

[And here comes the video, as Sokka digs through what belongings he has with him and uncovers the PCD he doesn't even know he has. He's confused, concerned, and obviously out of sorts.]

There's gotta be something here -- something! A map, a note, something!

[He stands again, looking around the unfamiliar area at a loss. When he'd last closed his eyes for the night, he'd been safe and home and near by his family. Now? Well, now he's got no idea!]

C'mon, who kidnaps a guy like me? [Frustrated, he flops down in front of his pack and rubs his eyes. It's going to be a long day.]
 
 
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