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[bravelyspoken]

You know, I've never been a part of a secret society before. Never really been in the cool club at all, to be honest. Bit weird finally making the grade!

The question is, if we're all as fancy and special as everything here implies, do we get special code names and everything? You know, like proper superheroes would? Apparently there's no hazard pay involved, so some sort of perk would be great.

I draw the line at costumes. Not sure I'd look good in spandex.

4th Bravery | Action

[radiantchicken]

Who: Tater and Bakura
What: Tater wanted to see the pink stone down in the tunnels. Bakura's going to oblige.
Where: The tunnels!
When: Sunday afternoon.

( Curiosity killed the cat, but what about the parrot? )

[Video]

[stormcloud_ofcaring]

[There is a golden eyed man with a large nose staring at you. The expression he's going for is neutral, but the way he purses his lips gives away his unease.]

I do not know who can hear me, but I was instructed to put a set of numbers into my computer, which...has led me here. I was told to do this by a young man who was convinced that he knew me...

[His voice is low and his accent is obvious, with wide, nasal vowels and 'd' replacing most 'th' sounds. His eyes start to roam around the edges of the screen as he considers how to continue.]

It was not a pleasant conversation. I was accused of being a danger to children. This is very insulting; I work with children. It is my job to treat them and make them well. I don't know who is listening, but I will not stand to be insulted again. I am here for answers, not for being told I should not be allowed to do my job, or that I am 'evil'.

[Now that he's made that point, he shifts, picking up something metal off screen. When he lifts it to the camera, the large, heavy amulet spins on its chain. It's almost as big as his fist, with an eye-sized orange jewel at the top of it and several smaller, similar stones embellishing both sides.] This appeared a week ago. I have no idea what it is, or where it came from, but I can't...shake the feeling that it is mine.

[He sets it back down, out of frame.]

Can you tell me what this means? Can you tell me what's happening to me?

((ooc: Ghannam ran into Luke, who recognized him and told him about the Number's Club. Sorta.)) 

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[siesinddasessen]

I need a new place. Someplace not visited by those outside of the network, but large on the inside (at the moment, two stories high will do, but higher is is preferred) and also with a large exit, though if that is to the side, up or down doesn't matter. Otherwise it should be generally fit for a person to live there; heat and running water and such things, in some shape or form. No stables.

Secondly, any recommendations for easily digestible food that has no spices to it?

[This is basically the reason for which she has been "nice", at least occasionally. To qualify for help, should shit go down. Asking for it still is putting a part of herself in other people's hands, and she hates it, so she'll be on edge here and probably her usual jerk self despite asking for something... You are warned.]

ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴅ.

[decelerate]

Who: dallen sutherland (decelerate) & jesús "chuck" reyes (swissarmyjesus)
When: feb 16th, 3pm.
Where: one sidewalk out of many.
What: time to get a sword!
Warning: there shouldn't be any, besides bad language probably.

( it is what it is. )

eight sick, disgusting thoughts | text

[somesayinfire]

You know what the most fun part about space depression and a brand new job at the city morgue is? It doesn't leave you a whole lot of free time to hang out with some of your biggest, best, and/or only friends.

For everybody new to the numbers club, I'm Brooke. I'm a mortician, and I guess on the side I try to provide services for the undead in our little community. Mostly vampires, some zombies, you know, that kind of thing. I used to be a girl named Terra, a superhero who could move the earth. So if you're looking to break ground on a new house or something, I'd be your woman for that, too.

For everyone else: Any new developments that we're keeping quiet about? Mostly I just see people complaining about Valentine's Day. Did anybody kill anybody else recently? Imagine I'm saying that with the flattest voice possible. Here, I'll use an emoticon. :|

Video

[part_time_overlord]

[It's around 10:30pm. Sam looks a bit roughed up. Most noticeably, there's a bigass bruise right in the middle of his forehead.]

Important alert. There's some kinda werewolf thing running around town tonight. I ran into it and I think I gave it a black eye, but it took most of my power to do so, so I'm running on fumes right now. Not much help to anyone.

But, you know, be alert. Lock your doors. Get some silver bullets. Fucker wrecked my bike.

[video]

[nascondo]

[It's a bit late on a school night, but that hasn't stopped this teen from turning to the network. He appears to be on his laptop, though the only lighting comes from the computer screen as he has the lights off in his room. He's quiet possibly in his pajamas since he's wearing a T-shirt that's way too big for him too. His voice is a bit hushed when he speaks.]

I've been checking this place for a couple weeks and trying to figure it out, so I don't need the tutorial. Can't say I buy all of it, but I'm not here to argue. I need to ask something about those so-called "Echoes" or whatever they really are.

[He grimaces a bit and shifts uncomfortably.]

Are they normally so...random? Like giving you an irrational hatred of a fictional character? Along with a different mental picture than how you normally see them in images?

[He glances over his shoulder for a second.]

Oh, and I'm Nick. I'm usually busy with school, but this has been bugging me the last couple nights.