first rock. voice; headset hooked up to her computer.

[metalbent]

( investigating the mysterious site is a go, but it doesn't go so hot. )

Okay, I give. [ You've won, guys. She's completely lost. ] What am I even listening to here? I was pretty sure it was a journal site for a few posts there, but now I'm thinking you're all either roleplaying or talking about some show or book I haven't been exposed to. [ Maybe?? All her guesses are really not working out here. Maybe she should have tried to listen to the comments on things, but none of the posts seemed that relevant to her. ]

Or if not I should apparently be very seriously concerned about surprise shankings and the water? And also should lock up my crayons, I guess. [ which is not an immediate concern but if she liked crayons maybe she'd care more. ] Not that I own any, but if I did. But the talking cat part sort of screams "hey Sophie, guess what you found? A roleplay site about talking cats" which I guess is cool and whatever but what's with the number key bullshit? That's what happened here, right? [ That's how she accessed whatever-this-is, she's pretty sure. ]

Also, you guys need to work on this site's navigation like whoa. Is a home page not a thing anymore? I thought that was pretty much always a thing. Like "hey, welcome aboard, here's what you're actually getting into here". Although the lack of any content tags or something to indicate what's going to be in whatever I open is probably a sign this place does not do things that are normally things.

...Also, if anyone's going to clear up what this is, could you do me a favor and not respond in the image spam you lot apparently like to do? [ She's referring unknowingly to handwritten replies and entries; they don't show up as readable text to her reader, and she's assuming they're pictures that aren't being registered because of a lack of tags or...something. She may sass anyone who replies in that manner. Or in any other manner if she feels like it, honestly. ] And avoid the chatspeak, for the love of god. That'd be just swell.

Or if you don't want to explain what's going on, give me recs for movies or shows to watch or something so this isn't a total loss. My criteria are that they have to have explosions or something exciting happening but can't have a bunch of montages or huge music sequences with cool action shots but not a lot else because no. ...Well, if the music is really cool I guess I'll give it a pass, though. Also don't you dare rec me a romance.

[ Closed ]

[earnedmystripes]

Who: Kotetsu, Nick, and Toni
Where: Police station
When: Night of the 16th?
What: The reincarnate cops investigate Candy's disappearance. Nothing is beautiful and everything hurts.

( misery loves company )

003M action;

[toobig]

[For once, Bertholdt is outside of his apartment. This is a very strange thing, considering he's always closed up inside away from everyone. Despite his shyness, even shut ins have to get groceries and Bertholdt had decided to take his work with him, stopping to sit in the park before he heads home. It's not too hot out, which means he won't overheat, around five o'clock in the evening. It's getting a little cooler out generally now anyway.]

[He can be seen sitting on a bench in the park with a thick manuscript in his hands, checking through each page slowly. After a while he'll pause in his work to light a cigarette and relax back against the bench. For anyone who's only known Bertholdt over the Network, it might be alarming to find out that he's 6'5". While he's sitting down, it's apparent that he's really tall regardless.]

[He's not a big talker, but maybe he'll appreciate some company?]

03 | [Open]

[talktothedoll]

Who: Mort Yokugawa and whoever might need to talk to a professional about anything that's going on.
What: Therapy, talking about feelings, possibly getting creeped out by Mort's doll.
Where: Mort's office.
When: All week.
Warnings: Well, if his creepy doll's just sitting on the shelf instead of in a drawer where it belongs, that's kind of freaky.

( But how does this make you feel? )

((Feel free to handwave your character having made arrangements to come in, or just stop by out of nowhere, it's your call! I'm not putting his initial network post up just for the sake of avoiding clutter.))

[closed] Bring The Hammer Down

[hawaiianheir]

Who: Makani Kapule and Annabel Lyons
Where: Thunder Corp. Warehouse
When: Late evening, Aug. 17th
What: Mac goes on a solo run to fuck up a Thunder Corp warehouse full of mysterious equipment. Ellie's on guard duty at said warehouse for said Thunder Corp. This can only end spectacularly.


( Raise your fists, heed the call )

ji [text with image]

[vanisland]

Okay, either someone remodeled my bathroom while I wasn't looking, or I just won another prize from the crazy past life lottery thing.

[Attached is an image of a somewhat spacious wood-walled bath. Steam drifts lazily from the surface of the water, indicating that it's heated.]

Personally, I'm not gonna complain about this one, since I might need to relax after the water starts being drinkable without laughing for hours on end afterwards.

-Jacqli

[She doesn't realize she's added the signature.]

[video]

[reapsthewind]

[doop doop chris is on video. For you newcomers, she looks like this, and yes, the robot arms and eyes are real. Also, she has a very annoying voice.

She takes a cold drink of tap water before she starts talking]

I have some important info I've discovered... that's part of why I've been MIA lately. Turns out having a for real full time job is hard. I... actually quit teaching. Sorry I didn't let you college kids know, but, eh, knowing my reputation that's probably a relief. In any case, the pay at this tech firm is way better, so even if I drop down to part time so I can finish classes I'll be making a lot more money.

That's not the point, though. The point is that the company I work for now, Integrated Avionic Solutions, has a contract with Thunder Corp. I hadn't known about it till recently, but I applied to get transferred to that team since they were working on avionics systems, and that's my specialty. Which... was weird. And kind of upsetting since they first put me under an NDA, which, whatever, fuck you guys, I don't think the NSA can crack THIS network. ...

[She looks around briefly, then pops the battery out of her phone.]

Wow I hope the government hasn't bugged my shitty apartment. ANYWAY. The point is, the software they were having me work on was more for military aircraft. And not just drones, either, we were talking about pilot control inputs.

So I did some more investigation and eventually managed to figure out that... Thunder Corporation is manufacturing military aircraft. Like, serious business military aircraft. They're nice machines, too...

[for a moment, she sounds a little wistful]

But no no, the point here is that these things are war machines. Killing machines. Look, I snagged a few photos.

[pause]

Also wow hey having money is super nice because I can rig up shit like this!

[She actually just pulls the photos up on the screen with a gesture -- she's rigged up some very simple gesture sensing-device that works automatically with whatever software she's using for streaming. In fact, it's probably a heavily modified Kinekt.

That's cool! But what she pulls up is not. It's a heavily fortified manufacturing facility with, just as she said, REALLY nice military aircraft.]

I did my best to sabotage them. I didn't want to get caught, so there wasn't much I could do, but for the moment I've introduced some problems into the software that will cause the machines to fail to take off, and the weapons to fail to fire. I did a little physical tinkering too, mostly just putting in the wrong wires. Mainly I was making sure the things can't get into the air and can't fire their weapons, since I have no idea if they're going to put civilian pilots in these or not.

[big sigh]

This shit is crazy. Military aircraft. Anyway, does anyone else have any intel on this, any idea what's going ha ha ffff fff tee hee

What the haa hoo ha ha ffffffffffffffffff

[Whoops, drank the tap water. She's giggling like crazy now.]

Shitting jesus, is there ha ahfasjdj something in the pfffft water? Oh my god they've haha drugged...

[her eyes go really wide suddenly -- the pupils and irises expand way, way, way past what a human's should do, turning them almost totally bright red. She's still laughing, but it's pretty clear she's totally checked out]

I told... I told that fool not to go any closer! That slagging glitchhead, why didn't he listen to me!

[She blinks a few times, but she's visibly very upset and shaking -- all the while also still laughing. ha ha wow giggle water sure is funny]

I uh. I'm swi--fff oh god I'm upset about flashbacks about space robots, christ -- I'm ffff SWITCHING TO TEXT NOW.

[She cuts the video and will be replying in text, because gigglewater & upsetting memories = not really conducive to verbal communication]