Okay, can you sit sti-

[Pause]

That's definitely not sitting still. You're supposed to be a surp-

[There's a yip, and then the video turns on. A liver-colored nose is pressed against the screen, sniffing, and when it backs up she's looking t the camera, and then at Steve, who reaches down]

You sure don't know the meaning of the word, do you?

[click! The camera shuts off.]

Okay.

[There's flipping of pages]

Insert the audio-visual display cord into the...

[Muttering]

...audio-visual reception should come in as normal.

What the....

Nothing happened.

[Flipping of pages]

Nothing's happening.

[More flipping]

Okay, it's plugged in, and...I pressed the on switch, so why isn't there any picture? I would even settle for people talking. I had a radio for years so this shouldn't be that difficult.

[More page flipping!]

[ooc: Action is for the Rogers-Stark-Barnes household only!]

Don't people here just get sick of being jerked around by curses? Getting turned into thing or being made to eat people? Having your secrets broadcast?

I've only been here a couple of months and I'm already sick of it.

[Pause, quiet.]

I hate not being able to do anything about it.

Well.

I went out today to see if I could help with the fact that there's no sun, and I saw this man making lightning and cutting himself, and he was terrorizing the entrance to the underground, so I told him to cut it out. He cut himself and tried to hit me with lightning, but I blocked it, and after I managed to get him somewhere safe where he couldn't hurt anyone else, I noticed that my shield feels right again!

So I guess it just had to be hit by lightning. But the fact that it feels normal makes me a whole lot calmer about this whole thing.

[Pause]

But really, try to use these powers for good, okay? Especially if you have to something terrible to make them work.

There sure are a lot of people out today. I heard it's some kind of curse, but it doesn't seem like a really bad one. I bet there are all kinds of people here today...people who like all kinds of things.

[What are you trying to say here, Mr. Rogers? Whatever it is, he gives up.]

Well, it's nice to see you all having such a good time.


[ooc: have at it. Just no Steve Rogers doubles, but facedoubles, crew, crack, have at it!]

Hi, City.

I know I came in a few weeks ago, but it's been a long haul from home, and I've been getting used to things around here. How long does it usually take to get used to things around here, anyway? Everytime I feel even a little more settled, a curse comes along and the feeling goes away.

But at least I'm pretty sure I have this Network thing worked out. It's not too much different from my radio transmitter at home. Howard would probably love to see this thing, that's for sure.

But I do have a question, and it's going to sound strange, but...does metal around here work the way it does back in your world?

This is Captain Steve Rogers, reporting in. My coordinates are unknown, but the civilian population is high and mostly English-speaking. Technology is...[There's a pause]...way beyond even what Howard Stark had.

[A little laugh]

But no flying cars, yet.

[And serious business again]

If anyone is receiving this, let me know you're out there.


[And he trails off.]

Did Stark create his own Coney Island while I wasn't looking?