voice; webcam

[reapsthewind]

[god i need more icons. Red text means she's speaking Cybertronian (decepticon dialect), so you'll only understand that if, well, you speak Cybertronian.

Chris is doing a video post, which is weird, because she never does that. It's pretty dark in her room, actually -- you can barely make out behind her a few of her prototype hand-made drones (which she uses for home-testing avionics software and AI) and more half-finished model planes than anyone should own.

The elephant (s) in the room of course are those arms, which are now fully visible: metal from the shoulder down, white to the elbow and then dark blue to the fingers. Between the metal plates, there's the faint glow of what looks like violet circuitry. Her eyes also seem very slightly brighter than they were before, the irises just a little bigger.

She looks awful; pale and shaken, like she hasn't slept in a few days.]

I, um.

[She speaks pretty quietly, runs a hand through her hair, takes a deep breath. Her hands are shaking pretty significantly.]

Can't type well yet. Not used to the arms. They also, um, shake, and hurt. I think they are low on power, I don't have an energon source,, whatever energon is, because honestly I have no idea except that I'd need it to fuel these?

Sorry, I hate... hate doing posts where you can hear my voice. I hate my voice, did you know that? Haha.

[She starts wringing her hands, still not really looking at the camera, and then stops when she accidentally pulls her left thumb out, basically starting to cause her arm to transform slightly into a different configuration. She stops, stares, and then gently pushes it back where it belongs.]

Which is funny, right, because I won't fucking shut up in real life, most of the time? But when I was a kid I hated the sound of my own voice and I think it's the audio recording thing, in that when I hear it recorded it makes it worse, so I don't like having it exist in a space where I can hear it...

...

That's not the point of this post, I don't know what the hell I'm doing. Um.

[She runs her hands through her hair, then clasps her hands and rests her chin on them, elbows on the desk, finally facing the camera, though not looking into it.]

I, uh. I put everyone in danger. I'm sorry, god, it was my fault. I should have... I should have fucking known better, go investigate the mine! Ha ha, great plan, when all the info we got was probably planted by Thunder Corp, when another group went already and didn't even FIND anything, of course they were watching it, and went ah, bet the idiots will come back, let's plant a thing that looks like answers and kill 'em and Primus.

people almost died.

[she closes her eyes]

People almost died and I feel like it was my fault. I'm sorry. Primus I'm sorry. I, uh. Um.

[She's shaking a lot harder now.]

I'm going to turn off this video feed, now, and um, maybe try to sleep, but god I am so sorry.

i can't move in the darkness 王 action | closed

[controlsdesire]

who: Shuji Kiyokumi (controlsdesire and Aaron Strider (elfstoned)
what: Shuji's being social visiting the doctor.
where: LSR Clinic
when: June 18th, early morning.
warnings: None.

( i can't feel anything. )

[:TEXT:] Backdated to end of 2nd day after Sage Trap Sob

[depolarized]

[Written unevenly on the wall with a rock and dried blood. Sorry his phone battery died, but its ok he has flashlights, an energy bar, and water! It's like a nature hike! In a mine. While covered in blood. Yeah. He can move, but he's still healing since he doesn't know how to control his bitty healing powers properly yet.]

Got knocked out and cut off in a tunnel. Still in mine, working my way out.  

Exits? Everyone else alright?

03 | [Audio]

[chalicejoker]

Has anyone else gotten...stronger as a result of all of this? I...it's like I don't know my own strength anymore. I keep breaking stuff. Had to send myself home from work. I guess I need to practice or something with it, but I don't really know how...

[There is an oddly loud crunching, grinding noise that sounds like it's far too close to whatever Hajime is speaking into and an exasperated hiss from Hajime.]

...and if someone could recommend a place that fixes cell phone screens, that would be great.

((OOC: Feel free to have been in Hajime's restaurant at some point in the past couple of days to have witnessed Hajime accidentally breaking dishes because gauging his own strength is now kind of hard. Those poor, poor crushed glasses...))

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[espigeonage]

Good afternoon Numbers Club! It's Julien. I haven't put my voice out here much before, but it's gone and changed. I'm about to switch to audio so you can hear it. Be ready!

This is what I sound like now. Yeah, really. And here I thought puberty was bad enough the first time, haha!

[Here's a visual representation! The only thing human about his voice is how it's ended up shaped by his lips and tongue, like it's just some strange instrument piped through a talk box. There seem to be two identical voices rising and falling together, resonating oddly. And there's this flanged aspect like purring or rattling, or a throbbing trill, or a gator roar. It's not ugly, or... not totally. But he's got an incredibly sophisticated archosaur vocal system being used like a mammal voicebox.]

[Now he keeps to the same vocal range he used as a human and stops one of the voices. It helps, and he does sound more like Julien. There's still that trill and resonance, and it's not totally steady.]

But I've been figuring it out. Still have a ways to go, obviously. Also there's a little favor - I'd like someone to get me to laugh. There's something I need to find out.

[He's also gone and sent private texts to a bunch of people asking how they're doing/if they're okay. If you're wondering if your character is one of them, they probably are.]

[Text | smartphone] Backdated to 3AM on the 18th

[formermagicalgirl]

I think we can all agree that the mines just sucked. Let's vent about that for a minute here. And any of you can rant away all you want in response about how much it sucked that we fell for a trap. I think we could all use it.

I haven't been able to sleep since then. I'm sick of seeing horrible things involving deaths. I'm sick of my roommate assuming that I'm doing weird things because a maid uniform suddenly appeared in my closet and she saw it before I could hide it. I'll definitely never live that one down and I didn't even buy the thing.

Definitely sick of bouncing between tired enough to pass out and like I drank a whole case of Red Bull without the need to pee every five minutes. That stuff is gross anyhow. And no, sleeping pills don't help.

If it wasn't for the fact that I can't just drop out of school and leave people I actually care about, I'd just go back home to my parents like I should have already done instead of taking summer classes. Can't even take a break from it because of what will happen when I return.

So anyone want to add any complaints beyond the we don't know if that guy was even telling the truth about that gem? Or if he was, where the others are and how to forge that seal he was talking about? It just sounds like something out of a fantasy novel, but we know what he said about the invaders is true enough.

[If you character isn't up at ungodly hours of the morning, they can reply later, not like Tamara is going to be sleeping anytime soon. At a more reasonable hour though, she's going to add a short private message.]

[Private text to Dr. Mort Yokugawa]

Is that offer that you made still available? If so, I think I may take you up on it because even with all that I just said, that only scratches the surface of things and I really don't think I should be trying to handle it myself anymore.