001 | TEXT/VOICE | BACKDATED TO 04/09 ( EVENING )

[innovated]

[ TEXT & VOICE, SIMULTANEOUSLY. ]
[ The post coming over the network is strange. It's audio and a simultaneous text transcription. The voice is being relayed to the network, but the pitch is slightly off in the same way that your voice sounds different to you when you hear it recorded.]

This is difficult to explain. Either I'm hallucinating all of these text, voice, and video posts on this imaginary network or you're all real. I'm hoping for the latter at the moment, because I could really use some help, even from imaginary super heroes. This gives me the worst migraine to talk this way, but I've been given some Vicodin, and I don't know how much longer I have until it wears off. I need to be quick. I'm not writing on a surface, or tapping, or talking out loud. I've read that's how you normally talk to people here. Veda. If that means anything to you, or if you're one of the people I can feel somewhere out there, find me.

I was abducted from outside of Locke City University. I'm being held somewhere. I have no idea where I am. It's a plain metal room and this chair and mask are uncomfortable as hell. I don't know how many days have passed. How long has it been since the snake attacked downtown? They sent a doctor into the room earlier, and he called me one of 'Them'. Is that supposed to mean one of you?

I've been asked so many questions about Gundams and how I turned them on, but I don't have the answers they're looking for. I don't know if they're ever going to let me out of here or if they're going to kill me. Someone get me the hell out of here.

[ Locked for Quantum Brainwave Users ]

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[buildyourworld]

Fine...

Vincent Albero...? I've never heard of him. I'll try to find out who he is.
Wait a minute, that was you?! How did you do that?
No wait, scrap that for now. Don't do that again. Don't remotely control my Gundam!

I don't know your name. [ And somehow, he doubts their actual name would actually help in a network situation such as this. Especially one that gave him an echo of the quantum supercomputer A.I he just remembered a few minutes ago. Which is why, instead of his real name, he chooses to give his other name. With any luck, he might figures something out and if not, a little bit of revenge for the migraines goes a long way. ]

My name is Tieria Erde.

[innovated]

I wasn't trying to. It was an accid—

[ The voice completely vanishes for several moments, although maybe that makes it easier for Eugen to be aware he can feel when it's there or not. It does make the burst of pain easier for Reagan to bear if he doesn't try talking at the same time. Does he sound upset when he finally answers again, softer. ]

Tieria—

I don't understand. This hurts. I don't want to do this anymore. I just want to go home. I don't understand what most of that memory means!

[buildyourworld]

[ It surprises him when the connection suddenly vanished and he desperately try reaching out to it, worry that something bad might have happened to Raegan. He's already ridden with guilt for ignoring him so long, if something happened, he wouldn't be able to forgive himself, even if Reagan is kinda creepy. ]

Hey...! Reagan! Are you there? Are you al---

[ Relieve washes over him when Reagan responded and it takes him a few seconds to realized what he's talking about. A pulse. So he's right. But that's not all there is to it. For some odd reason, he feels as if he can pick up Reagan's feeling from their connection. It doesn't make sense to him but for some inexplainable reason, he could tell he's upset and it disturbs him... ]

Hey, calm down. It's alright... It's just a pulse. What did you remember? Tell me.

[innovated]

[ Although he really wants nothing more than to bury his face in his hands, he can't lift them. He was secured into the chair again after falling asleep. He has a hard time shaking the feeling something was very wrong. Much of the details of the scene other than a flash of bright hair colors and a blurred background weren't clear enough. The dialogue, though.. was crystal clear. He's too wound up to do anything but summarize. ]

It was a blur...

A room full of people in white with strange hair colors. The voice that came from me didn't sound right. It asked if someone —Tieria— was awake yet. I guess my other self asked that a lot. Two people with ridiculous minty green hair replied in turns. 'He's got a special role...' 'He’ll become one of Celestial Being’s Gundam Meisters.' And I wasn't happy about it because Tieria was being sent away before we'd ever meet, and they said he would die as an enemy of the world."

[ There's an audible groan, a sense that Reagan is just stiffly sitting where he's confined, clenching his eyes shut. ]

I don't understand the rest. Something about me wanting someone with the same pattern, that I could just make them. The last thing I told one of them was to, 'Shut up'. Does any of that make sense to you?

[buildyourworld]

[ The connection frizzles for a moment before it cuts off as Eugen deals with a pulse that comes knocking at him. A brief knowledge of the four words spoken by Reagan. It's a quick pulse compared to all his previous ones and for that alone, he's grateful. ]

Celestial Being's Gundam Meisters... that's what I was. [ Regardless of how important the knowledge seems to be, what disturbs him the most is the fact that the him in the past was apparently send to die. He was a sacrificial lamb. One that was supposedly to be condemned by the whole world... It makes him sick just to know that someone had that much power over him. What did it means if he was awake? What happened to Tieria? Who was him?

Confusion, annoyance and disgust. These feelings mixed together makes him sick. ]

No... None of that makes sense... Who... who were you? Why were you waiting for me?

[innovated]

[ The break in connection is unsettling. While it provides a moment of reprieve from the onslaught of information and pain, Reagan tenses all over, holding his breath. The last thing he really wants is to not know what happened. A wave of nausea hits him and Reagan lets his head droop, cracking his neck as Tieria speaks again. He knows exactly how this feels, and so he's patient with his reply.]

You're asking me what to make of it? I've never received memories before now. That was.. upsetting. I must have asked about you a lot.

Hey, if these are other lives, are we related somehow?

[buildyourworld]

[ He doesn't understand a thing about whatever is going on anymore. He had migraine for more than month, and now he's suddenly telepathic with someone he doesn't even know. Whatever going on with his life, Eugen just want it to stop throwing him face first into whatever problem that's to come. ]

You'll get used to it... You're a Numbered now, it'll become a norm, unfortunately.

I don't know... Maybe. If you know about the Gundams, then you must be connected to me somehow. Do you remember your name? I mean... your name in your previous life. Tieria was the name of who I was.

Veda... I remember Veda from earlier.

[innovated]

I'm using Veda to talk to the network. Neil Dylandy mentioned the name Lockon Stratos before, and it pulled up his file in Veda. My entire thesis was on artificial intelligence, and this is way beyond our capabilities. If this is a past life, how is that even possible?

Regene, I think. One of them called me Regene. It almost doesn't sound like a name at all. That or it's French.

[buildyourworld]

Wait a minute! Veda is here? In Locke City?! Don't ask me, I've been wondering how on earth was our past life so much more advanced than our current life. It makes no sense!

[ This time when the pulse hits, the connection doesn't go off since it's only a brief pulse. Eugen blinks from it before resuming the chat. ]

Right... Does everyone in our previous life has stupid names? If you're talking to me in private, you can use my real name. It's Eugen. Eugen Lambert. Use Tieria on network.

I'm going to try and find out more about Vincent Albero.

[innovated]

If we lose echoes outside of the city and if these pulses appear close to us, then Veda is probably in the same vicinity. I haven't seen it. Right now a major in Physics would be more helpful than Artificial Intelligence.

Tieria, be careful. Not everyone on the network is trustworthy. I only got the information on Albero because I have some leverage against someone, but I wouldn't underestimate that there might be other people working for the mafia. We might have to move organize quietly if I can find out where I am, and it will be dangerous.

I should go. This headache is coming back...

[buildyourworld]

It probably won't be too difficult to locate considering it's size, unless if it's hidden somewhere discreet. Trust me, Physics isn't helpful in our situation either.

I know. I have trustworthy contacts I can get help from. I'm not planning on alerting anyone beyond who's necessary. If there's anyone you trust about this, you should let me know so I can get in contact with them to figure things out together.

Alright. Rest.

[innovated]

[ That's strange. The connection lingers in silence for a few minutes, but the presence is still there. Hesitating. Reagan doesn't really want to be alone again. For the first time in weeks he's talked to people. And then he's reminded of the times when he was little and a nanny would shush him. His parents never put him down to sleep, but what a strange thing to think of suddenly in this situation. ]

Okay. ...You too, Tieria.