002 - {action}

[talkshitgetsis]

[Around Locke city it's probably normal to see people walking around the park with their dog in tow or playing a friendly and probably adorable game of fetch. Thus, Rei probably stands out a bit as she strolls leisurely through the park with a white rabbit on a harness. She gets to the less populated side of the park which only makes her stand out even more. The rabbit happily chews on grass intermittently as it leads Rei around to wherever it's little rabbit heart desires. Anyone who sees her around the public highschool from time to time will notice that she is much more lively around this rabbit than she ever acts at school. Not to say that she is some sort of animal whisperer because it's painfully obvious that this rabbit is the one running the show and not Rei. It'll start hopping as fast as it can in one direction and Rei will have to chase along to keep it from wiggling out of the harness or hurting itself. This happens over and over as the rabbit does as it likes and Rei is powerless against its iron will.

You'll probably find her occasionally talking to the rabbit, laughing at it, reprimanding it for getting too close to the street, or or once again being forced to run next to it. Really, you couldn't ask for a better conversation starter.]

[handwritten / audio]

[neonnerd]

[The beginning of this entry is filled with what looks like pieces of lecture notes, a mishmash of engineering calculations and medical facts, mixed in with half explanations and unfinished anecdotes. It's mostly organized, equations on one side and medical concerns on the other, but the overall result is probably still a bit confusing, as Benjamin writes whatever comes to his mind. It's how he's taken to preparing lecture notes for his classes - only this time, he's written down the number that's stuck in his mind and then continued on without realizing it.

Fortunately, it isn't too long before he notices the change in his whiteboard, and then his attention is, quite obviously, very far from lecture preparation.]

This is quite unexpected. And - fascinating. How is this possible? I'm quite certain I would have noticed before now, had my whiteboard been capable of user interface. Did they replace it while I was gone? This would be much more convenient, though there was nothing wrong with the traditional version, I can easily make do with markers and -

No, this is something far different. How many people can read this?

four; audio

[enrages]

[ It's a voice post because RYAN BROKE KARSON'S FUCKING IPHONE SCREEN YOU PUNK ]

Hey... Do you guys remember the girl who worked at the cupcake store? Candy. She was on the network with us. Have you seen her lately? I...

[ There's a long pause then a sigh. ]

I talked to her girlfriend; she's gone missing. Said the police were snooping around too. I... yeah. Just. Please tell me someone here has taken her in or is hiding her or---

Candy, please respond.

❧ 001 ❧ Digital voice recorder

[dominateartimus]

[Xander was in the middle of recording his day before he uttered a set of numbers that connected him to the network. He was unaware that he was connected and continued talking as if it was just him and his cat.]

I don't know how these two things are connected. There's a possibility that it could be a date or perhaps some sort of code. There was this word... 'sand raft'. I have no idea what it could mean, aside from guessing that it's an anagram for something. If only I took my code breaking skills more seriously. [He laughs, joking about his previous statement.] As much as I'd like to take my time and figure it out, I have several more pressing matters to attend to. Like finding a job.

[He's silent for a moment, but the sound of bare feet walking across the floor is picked up. Then there's a faint sound of a cat purring.]

I think Con-- [There's a pause in his words, as if he was catching himself from saying his twin's name. A sad chuckle escapes him as he exhales a breath at the same time. Not too far away, a cat's meow is heard, only to be followed by louder purring.] ...Connor seems to be adjusting well to his new surroundings. Let's just hope I'm able to do the same thing.

[There's another small chuckle from him before he's moving the recording device to turn it off. That is until he notices that something is wrong.]

I find it highly unlikely that this device has the ability to display what I'm seeing right now. I have to go with my gut feeling on this and believe that what I just said is something that none of you should have heard.

† 001 [video]

[lionbeforelambs]

I've always believed there to be a nice dark line between miracles and insanity, but I'm afraid the line is quickly becoming gray and hard to see.

[There is a face that appears that is hard and gaunt in the way it is carved, but the bright blue eyes that belong to the man in the vision ruin the effect. He is kind, curious, and perhaps more than a little uncertain. A somewhat determined, though judgmental expression sits on his face.]

Some would call this witchcraft, and I had thought those types of practices were old fashioned.

[He mutters something along the lines of "and not to mention sinful" and instantly he looks a little disappointed in himself. But he had been watching this...well, he's not exactly sure what to call this network of people, but he's been watching them for a few days now. It is only recently that he is attempting to speak up, letting his blue eyes rest back on the mirror he had used to gain access.]

Is there a better name for it? I admit that I'm likely being a little too curious for my own good, but I will not continue to indulge in those sorts of practices.

(no subject)

[formermagicalgirl]

Who: Everyone who is interested in delicious information about Thunder Corp.
Where: A meeting room in Emmanuel's church, same spot self-defense lessons are held
When: Thursday August 15th, around 5PM
What: A gathering of folks from the network to make plans and disperse information.

( Assume this is something witty )

☾ 001 [text - laptop]

[aetos]

If I didn't know any better, I'd say this was a very elaborate ARG that's trying to get some advertisement. Makes perfect sense, except for where I didn't get any ads.

I guess this hasn't been the first strange thing to happen to me this summer. And looking at that guide that's going around, it seems like my sudden talent for swordplay was directly caused by...whatever this thing is getting at.

Fencing, though? Really?

Nothing against it, but I won't really be much help with that. It's a bit difficult to carry a sword around without drawing some unwanted attention. [Where would he even get a good one these days...oh well. Continuing on.]

I'm sorry if I seem a little rude. It's a lot to take in all at once.

I'm rambling anyway. I'll just go ahead and introduce myself.

My name's Roy. [He pauses for a moment as he types, ultimately deciding against giving out his last name. After all, he has no idea who'll answer here. If anyone.] I go to Locke City University, if anyone else is enrolled there. It's nice to meet you.

Aside from that guide thing, is there anything else I need to know about? Going on the assumption that this isn't some fever dream, I mean.