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[darkhourdear]

[The post is made from a page in a school notebook, with the scratchy handwriting of a child. There’s a little arrow drawn from the top of the writing to something above it- presumably, where the number to connect was written.]

Dad said if I had something that would get out of my head, I should write it down to let it go. It’s not working and now my notebook is doing something weird.

[There’s another arrow drawn to the side, where Phillip sees the other network postings. After a moment...]

Can other people see this?

[action]

[soulsborderline]

Who: Asuka Langley Soryu and anyone who happens to walk by (open)
What: Asuka encounters a Vermedi
When: The morning of May 29 (backdated)
Where: Around LCU
Warnings: Freakouts and ranting about dolls

( a hypothesis in the field of human aesthetics which holds that when human features look and move almost, but not perfectly, like natural human beings )

The moon was full and the color of blood, the night the Fremen came to the vampire club...

[comparative_insanity]

Who: Fenn/Fay (Fai) and Jenny (Ghanima)
What: The best thing that can happen the day after you have turned into a vampire is running into your estranged and angry sister, amrite?
Where: A generic grocery store...
When: 30th, afthernoon
Warnings: Abundant southern accents. Swearing. Fay being repeatedly called on his shit?

( Number one rule in this game: Never call him by his real name )

[action - half-open]

[entertainaplanb]

Who: Becky and Shiro (that interaction's closed), anyone else who'd happen to be around
What: Grocery shopping (open), Vermedi sighting (closed)
Where: The grocery!
When: Thursday afternoon

( it must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays. )

Adventure 02 | Various

[italktofish]

[So, ever since he's found the network, Arthur has been so excited at finding a bunch of new people to talk to. And he's been trying quite hard to talk with everyone! Over the past few days, he's left a series of messages on the network of varying levels of unimportance. Indulge him? Tell him to quit spamming with this mess? Pick your poison; just specify which message you're replying to!]

( Backdated to Saturday, May 25 )

( Backdated to Sunday, May 26 )

( Backdated to Monday, May 27 )

( Backdated to Tuesday, May 28 )

( Backdated to Wednesday, May 29 )

( Thursday, May 30 )

Video

[comparative_insanity]

 [So here's Fay looking somewhat sheepish in front of his computer, not quite sure how to share what he has in mind. Because just about everything sounds ridiculous.]

Sooo... Since some other people've been showing off their weird new talents and bodies and the like, I might as well... share, I guess. [He looks up at someone off-camera and winces.] You can... do it. Just be careful.

[For a moment, nothing happens. Then Fay's washed-out blue irises suddenly blossom into a vivid yellow, his pupils narrow into slits, and he lifts his hands with a curse as his nails elongate into razor-sharp claws the length of his hand.]

So apart from the total nail-disaster and the weird eye thing, I think I might be faster than I was before. Maybe. And whatever did this to me kind of hurt like a bitch.

Oh, and- [He grimaces, looking off-camera with a shudder.] I drink blood. For real. So I guess I can't say anything about being called a vampire anymore, though I must be the weirdest durn vampire to draw breath - which I ain't even sure vampires are supposed to do.

[He appears to focus, and after a few false starts manages to get his eyes back to normal. His nails, however, don't seem to have gotten the memo. He groans and holds them out and away from his body, like a man would who has already made the mistake of cutting himself on them.]

Oh, and the girl that posted here not long ago? Jennifer? She's my little sister. So if you make any trouble for her... well, I guess you just got to stack up on wooden stakes, alright? [Once more he looks off-camera.] Youou, could you... the video-

[Clearly he's not going to be experimenting with button-pushing with those nails. But a moment later Youou's arm appears in view - and an attentive watcher might notice a half-healed shallow cut on it - and the feed is cut short.]