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[theboywiththebook]

( before the video stuff )

[So, on his dresser mirror he writes with marker on the surface his number. For once he's actually smiling. He feels the need to show off just a bit.]

So I think I just got back the coolest thing ever. Look.

[He holds out a pencil to the mirror and he just thinks: "I believe it's a sword" and almost instantly the pencil shifts into a sword.]

I wonder what else I could make. Having a car would be kind of cool to have. I don't think anyone in my grade has one yet.

First Shot | Text

[vaimo]

 Forgive me if someone's already asked this, I haven't been around here that long.

But assuming that we all are reincarnations from some alternative world (worlds?) what are the chances that we would all have some sort of super power?

Surely there has to be some of us who were just normal people, housewives or students or 9-5 office workers.

[Perhaps they were picked out for something, but she still finds it hard to believe that she could have been anything more than ordinary, and her echoes so far haven't proved her wrong.  Housewives feels fairly close to home to what she imagines she was like in her past life.  Maybe there's someone out there who seems to be echoing back the same type of person as she is?  She feels fairly useless and to know that she isn't alone in that would be nice.]

(17) a demand.

[dorkytracksuit]

Er. II was giiven a note two forward two all of you.

My apologiies iin advance.

Dear Sirs/Madams/Whoever it may concern.

This morning was the third time my son Soren Castor has stolen out of the house in an attempt to fight giant moving snake statues (with legs apparently?). I understand you're all trying to do good and figure this out, but please do not allow him to take part in further rescue attempts without my explicit permission. As he is my son, I feel it is within reason for me to request this of you all. Responses shall be forwarded to me via my associate. Please let me know of any questions/concerns you might have, and expect legal action should you disregard this request. Thank you.

In addition: Soren when you get home you're computer will be missing. I hope you didn't expect to play any of your games this month.

-Gregory

So yeah. That's iit. Hope everyone that diid subway quest iis okay?

January 16, Thursday [Closed]

[dead_black_eyes]

Who: Lazarus Lawliet and Belle Goldman
What: L got evicted from his apartment on New Year's day. His therapist is overstepping her professional boundaries and putting him up in her apartment's spare room until he catches up on his rent.
When: January 16, Thursday
Where: Belle's apartment
Warnings: Don't think so

( And I know these crumbs they sold me, they'll never last )

TEXT

[jasminebloominginshadow]

I suppose I put this off long enough.

To everyone who came to save me... I wanna thank you. I did something monumentally stupid, but... I had to know. There was all this uncertainty in my head and I just needed some kind of answers... ANY kind of answers.

... and now I feel like I might've been better off not knowing.

But what's done is done, and... Well. I have power now, and I want to use it to help any way I can. Yeah, I know - corny, right?

...

That said. Um. Has anyone had to deal with figuring out super strength before? I've gotten it to where I don't have to worry about anything important, but... I'm still snapping pencils and bending silverware and stuff.

[text;tablet]

[atethecanary]

[Julian has had a bad week. First he was mugged, ever since then he started to feel weird, and it's hard enough trying to take notes without having a string of numbers in your head. When he ends up doodling them in his tablet note app during class and the network pops up, Julian figures it's a virus and decides it's the worst week ever.

It's only after pounding on his tablet a bunch, turning it on and off over and over, and then writing the numbers again and trying to show it to his butler who only gives him a weird look, that Julian figures maybe it isn't a virus. He finally resorts to typing in the stupid thing, because he doesn't know what else to do.]

what is this? is this some sort of update?

[Julian doubts it, but he's running out of logical explanations.]

i don't like it. whoever thought of it needs to be fired. someone tell me how to get rid of it.