[closed] a rock wall we build daily

[betroth]

Who: Chloe Weiss (betroth) & Blaine Frost (siesinddasessen)
Where: A yet-to-be-named bar
When: Wednesday night, 11/13.
What: Jo (Blaine) is a bouncer. Chloe looks like she's 13. Hijinks.

( a wall built of our unfit starts )

seven; video

[enrages]

[ The post starts with Karson staring blankly, maybe even drooling a little bit. It's obvious he's not all there-- this conclusion is only furthered when he speaks: ]

Testing, testing... One, two three. Fuck, fuck, fuck... Is this thing on--- hahah, I'm just joking! Of course he's on! I mean, he'd have to be dead if he weren't o--

[ quite suddenly, he punches himself in the face. Multiple times. ]

KARSON, STOP FIGHTING ME!!!!!!!! THIS IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR DIGNITY!!!!!!!! I ain't got time to deal with your shit!

[ Crab is now barking in the background. ]

Ugh, fine, okay! I get it! I'll get to the point, but only because that cutie snookums snugdoug millionaire is asking so politely. Sweet baby Crab... So cute...

[ Karson punches himself in the face again before face-smashing against the screen. ]

Me and Alan are in trouble! We were kiiiiiiiinda involved with something like attackingThunderCorpandnowthecopsgotus and... Help? Not that we need help-- we just don't want to have to kill every police officer in the city, you know.

[ Karson then promptly topples out of his chair. The video ends. ]

o1. → voice ; action

[worldmother]

[A new voice pops up over the network, older than the usual fair, very obviously female. Also very obviously exasperated.]

The logical side of my brain keeps telling me that this is some kind of terrible practical joke. Weird flashes, numbers suddenly assaulting my brain, an entire catalog of information that reads more like a science fiction novel than real life.

If I hadn't already tried the 'paper trick', then I would think this whole thing was crazy. Honestly, I'm still not convinced, especially not after today. Everything is too coincidental, fits a bit too neatly together to not be planned.

[She sighs.]

I should probably stop being so vague. Suddenly, without so much as a warning, I'm part of a secret organization, assaulted with memories that I can already assume aren't mine, and what's more is that one of them involves a classmate of mine. One that I'm now in a group with. Along with one of my roommates--but she has nothing to do with this, I'm just generally frustrated that I can't get away from her at home or at school.

So, to recap: Bizarre memories, conspiracy theories, and no way to get away from the person I can only assume triggered this in the first place.

This whole thing is unnerving, and honestly I don't have time for it. I start applying for graduate school in less than a month, the last thing I need to do is play with conspiracy theorists.

[Someone's had a very, very bad day.]

[Not thirty seconds later, this appears on the network.]


[Action; around LCU campus]

[Elly will be wandering around campus, in a bit of a fog. These last few days have hit her hard--school things obviously, but more importantly the fact that she could not shake of the weird feeling that she got when she met Daniel in the woods. Or the idea that she, or other her, or past her, might have shot someone. If anyone has a class with her, she'll be a ghost of her usual vocal self, lost in thought.

At times, she'll also be seen either sitting at a bench, in the cafeteria, the library; really anywhere she can have a moment of peace. One earbud in her ear, she'll appear to be studying. However, the videos coming through her computer screen aren't medical videos; it's archival footage from the network. Her screen is relatively obscured, and she does appear to be keeping at least a somewhat close eye on her surroundings, but she's also taking quite extensive notes.]

Voice

[reincarnationception]

So this is really weird and I shouldn't believe it but the paper thing works so it's true I guess. Have any of you ever run into someone, had a vivid memory of them pointing a gun at you, and then gotten assigned to the same group project with them?

Should this worry me?

[Posted about 30 seconds after this.]

episode 08 [Video | laptop | drunk]

[wannabered]

Hello Locke City! How's everyone?

[It's the usual view of Thomas, his livingroom wall, and his desk. However, tonight his face is flushed and there are empty beer bottles on his desk.]

I ... I am great and I have made a discovery! It's pretty cool, so pay attention. So! Like I was tellin' Pia back at the Halloween party, I found out I can do more than just make music play.

[Getting up, Thomas keeps talking as he is apparently looking for something.]

It was a mistake, but I found out I can do other stuff with it too. It just takes some belief! Or booze. Beer seems to help with the believin'. Ah! Found it. So, I tried it on stuff and ... and if I was able to believe it or just stop doubtin' it'd work.

[He holds up a sheet of paper with notes on it to the camera before trying to read it, frowning, and turning it back to the camera. While it would have been readable the time before, the words were now swimming along the page.]

I forgot. I can't really read my own handwriting sometimes. Anyway! It totally works and I'm awesome for figuring it out!

[His statement is punctuated by him striking a pose in triumph, a light suddenly shining behind him. Suddenly, his face gets a bit green and the light behind him dies as he puts a hand over his mouth.]

Oh ... oh god, this wasn't a good idea.

I've been waiting so long to make this post

[two_stones]

So. Police kidnappings. Mysterious underground snake armies. End of the semester rapidly approaching, too.

I don't know about you guys, but I could really use a break from all that shit right now. It's high time I lost touch with reality for a few hours.


( Cut for length and absurdity )