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[chalicejoker]

Who: Hajime Aikawa and you.
Where: Aikawa's, the mall, and later on wherever Anthony's staying.
When: November 9, throughout the day.
What: Hajime is at work, gets dragged away from work, and then

( All work and no play makes for a really stressed bugman )

IRC Chat Log

[sun_sun]

Who: Annie, Arthur, Audrey, Avery, Bakura, Britany, Cain, Calista, Chris, Haruka, Isaac, Kari, Karson, Marisa, Miranda, Miria, Rachel, Sam, Sara, Shiro, Thomas, Tim, Vanessa, Winter, Xander
When: Wednesday, November 6, evening.
What: A numbers-only IRC chatroom.
Warnings: People offending each other a lot.

omg it worked

[[OOC NOTES:
The following usernames showed up in chat but I'm not sure who they were: greenears.

The chat may have continued after the end of the log, but if it did, I don't have logs for it.

If anyone wants to do this again, I will leave the task of organizing the next one to someone else.]]

testchamber 01 | text (google)

[tenaciousc]

[Curiosity drove Michelle to plug her mystery number into a search. She's less sure what drove her to keep reading after the first couple posts about monsters and magic powers, instead of just writing it off as a game or a conspiracy nut thing. Boredom, maybe. Maybe that thing the other day was just weird enough to open her mind a little.

In any case, she found the FAQ; and though she felt silly giving it that much credit, she tried putting the number down on paper as suggested. She's not so ready to dismiss it as a hoax now.]

Hi everyone.

Let me get this straight. Everybody here has a magic number that connects them to an internet forum(?) The police (and maybe Thunder Co.?) are part of some kind of conspiracy. People are getting magic powers?? No offense but you guys sound kind of crazy.


But I tried the paper thing so either I'm going crazy too or this is real.


Can anyone explain why?

[video]

[ninthmelody]

[Hello, network. Your newest newb is sitting here, poking at the camera with a frown. Anyone who frequents Locke City High School might recognize him as the band teacher... and those who frequent the city’s alternative music scene might recognize him as the guitarist from some local band.]

Um... anyone want to tell me why there’s a webcam in my gradebook? ‘Cause, uh. This is actually kind of freaky. If this is what those numbers do then I’d like to erase them from my head now, please. Glad I didn’t write them on my hand... how would that even work?

i'd give, i'd bend, let's play pretend [closed]

[searchforpeace]

Who: Audrey Burne (searchforpeace) & Banagher Links (argents)
Where: Banagher's apartment
When: November 7th
What: Consider this a bit of show n' tell. Banagher has something he'd like to show Audrey and she has a memory to share with him as well.

( it would be nice to start over again )

02. video

[waltharius]

[ The person taking the video is holding it a little too close. It's clear he doesn't have much experience with video-shooting, but to his credit he does back it up after a few awkward seconds of extreme close-up. ]

Okay, I, uh. I tried to see if practicing with the sword I got would trigger some sort of competence with it. I thought it might be useful, given what we've been dealing with recently, and...

[ He turns his cell phone a bit and the backyard he's standing in comes into focus. It's a very well-manicured lawn, but one of the trees is marred by what appears to be a... hilt? And a few inches of steel protruding from the trunk.

Yes, Walter has somehow managed to get his sword jammed in a tree. ]

...I think it's safe to say the old me wasn't actually good with this sort of thing. And the sword was a lot sharper than I was expecting, so I'm having some trouble...

[ Deep exhale. Might as well just admit it. ]

....it's completely stuck.

Video | Take me to the city of wind on the other side of time

[comparative_insanity]

 So, pretty sure people have probably discussed this before, but I'm curious.

[Fenn is playing absentmindedly with his nails, which... admittedly looks a bit messed-up, with them growing and shrinking over and over. But he's looking chirpy enough, even with perhaps a little bit more edge in his smile than before.]

I'm sure I ain't the only one by now who has met someone that they remember knowing.... you know, before. In those memories, or whatever they are. [He grimaces faintly, because thinking of them as memories feels a bit too personal for comfort.]

So, how many knew these people before these strange things started happening to them? Do you actually remember knowing them, or have you just got memories that are scarily alike?

Or maybe you're like me, and just kind of... bumped into a stranger and you both suddenly knew that you knew each other somehow, and even though you didn't actually know who they were, they were important....

[He blushes faintly.] Sounds pretty sappy when you say it like that, but there it is. And I'm interested in knowing, 'cause to me it seems like we're all connected somehow, and it'd be interesting to know just how much. I ain't saying everyone is from the same place, obviously, but... well. [A one-shoulder shrug.] I'm just wondering, is all.