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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( private. audio only. text transcription unavailable. )

[innovated]

Celestial Being's Gundam Meister, Lockon Stratos. Real name, Neil Dylandy.

Is that enough for you? T-there's too much information. This is making me feel ill.

[ There's a shudder as his head starts throbbing. He's pushing it here. Your private message and then this. Reagan has degraded into only being able to send audio of his thoughts. That might be an improvement, but it doesn't sound like it on his end. It sounds painful. ]

audio; private;

[hotshots]

[...yeah. That was enough. Celestial Being. A Gundam Meister... suddenly, he knew what those were. Or at least, the broad strokes of it - an organization that sought peace through armed combat, and the title of the Gundam pilots. It feels like there's a lot more there he's not quite grasping, but...

His sigh is quite audible after a lengthy pause.]

Yeah. That's more than enough.

So... more importantly then, we need to get your ass out of wherever the hell it is.

( private. audio. )

[innovated]

I couldn't agree more. I would definitely like not to be strapped to a chair for the rest of my life or leave that decision up to someone else.

You wouldn't be able to help with that, would you?

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[hotshots]

Yeah, and sure as hell no one deserves to be tied down like that.

...probably can. We've got a lot of options, but it depends on a lot of factors. I'm sure we can get out out one way or another. If you knew where you were I imagine you'd have said something by now, so... Anything useful you can/I> give me?

( private. )

[innovated]

The man responsible is named Vincent Albero. I don't have much more information than the fact he is a mafia leader in Locke. Since he seems interested in the Gundams, I wouldn't be surprised if any of you were in danger as well.

A metal room, rusted, grated stairs - maybe a factory, I don't have any idea where I am unless you want to drive around the entire city with Tieria and see if I can sense him again?

[ Sadly, the suggestion is not a joke. ]

[hotshots]

...the mafia. Perfect. [A grunt.] Not a surprise, though. Figured someone would come gunning for the machines after awhile... Almost expected it sooner, but I guess the snake caused enough of a mess to impede things.

[He stops for a second, thinking.] Hey, if that'll work, it might not be a bad idea.

( private. )

[innovated]

It might. I get a sense for when Tieria is closer and what he's doing. That might be awkward if these were different circumstances, but it might be useful now.

I wouldn't trust anyone asking about your machines right now, to be honest. And if you put your real face and name out there, you're liable to put your family in danger... [ A beat. ] ...like mine.