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[everythingsjake]

Hello?
Is there anyone reading me?
Im jake harley and i would really like some sort of an explanation if anyone has the time.
If someone could just level with me ill get right on the trolley i swear!
Im just a little off the wire with this whole numbers thing.
I mean i am completely sure there is some sort of rational explanation to the whole shebang.
Conspiracy theories after all dont really hold much water especially in an educated society and honestly if this wasnt happening to ME i probably wouldnt believe it even for a second!
I would honestly think whoever was trying to feed me this line was trying to sell me wooden nickels and my shops completely closed for that.
That is to say im testing all the nickels sent my way.
Biting them firm and testing their mettle!

Blimey i think i might have gotten just a bit gummed up there.
Though honestly i cant imagine this is working.
I mean gosh all i did was type in a series of completely unrelated numbers (and believe me i checked, there were SEVERAL diagnostics i could run but none of the mathematical equations *I* know produced any truly identifiable links between any of these blasted figures) into the computer and for all i know im currently chattering away at dead air.
This wouldnt be the first time thats happened if im completely honest but ive never gone on and on expecting some sort of response!

So....um....
I guess on the outside shot that this isnt just a ruse and i havent gone COMPLETELY bonkers...
Is anyone out there?

014. action. closed.

[strikeraid]

WHO: A cyborg (strikeraid), a magical girl (keywarding), half a ghost (gogoghostpowers), and a psychic (needsmorezippers) walk into a mall...
WHEN: Backdated to Wednesday, 02/26.
WHERE: Mall. The Mall.
WHAT: A punchline to the joke that will hopefully involve a slap heard 'round the world.
WARNINGS: Actual death threats. As usual, Skyler is his own warning.

( and i don't hold my tongue and i don't back down to no one )

01: Written

[ghostly_heiress]

[The writing is neat, and thankfully, perfectly legible.]

Oh no. You’re all here again.

At least I assume there’s a group of people? There’s quite a bit of different writing here. Some of the writing looks like it was written by a keyboard instead of by hand. Though there appears to be videos, so I suppose those were actually be a keyboard?

Might there be someone to tell me I’m not crazy? I wrote the number down in my diary when everything suddenly appeared. I’m still not sure where it landed after that. I tried it out on post it notes, the back of a textbook, and now I’m on a notepad.

All of you keep appearing.

I think someone even put up a new post while I was doing all that.

I'm not sure I should be here. People say the internet is dangerous, I'm not sure if this could be at all safer.

video;

[wasthatmymom]

Hey, fellow people with the memories about the giant naked people eating regular sized people. I'm tired of all you zipping up and down like the glorious assholes that you are while I'm just hanging out over here being chopped liver. So you're gonna tell me everything that you remember about me, your main man Connie Springer. And if you don't remember me, you're gonna tell me about things that might have involved me.

Yeah, I admit that I haven't gotten echoes at...quite the speed you guys have, but that's all changing today! Connie Springer is gonna level up in badass!

...Oh and, uh, for everyone else, I mean, I don't want to make anyone feel left out...Tell me about your most embarrassing high school story. Or just give me a run down on anything I may have missed over the last week that I should know about. Either works.

closed log

[nevergivesup]

( random chatting? )

[closed]

[sucrosity]

Who: Yoko Aznable and Cain Hashimoto
When: 2/28, afternoon
Where: Chez Aznable
What: Jin's still in the hospital so Yoko invites annoying strange men over for information meetings.
Warnings: Jerks being jerks to one another, the J App being J.

( guys is it really so hard to be mature for ten minutes )

First; [computer, typed]

[mistakesmakeuswhoweare]

So, mysterious number, secret access to forums. Sounds like the start of a good mystery novel, don't you think? Of course, that's not my usual genre. I like something a little more... lighthearted for my writing. But that's just me. Ooh, maybe I'll have to add a little mystery to my next one. Could spice it up a bit.

Anyway, the name's Isabela, and I always enjoy meeting new and interesting people. Especially if it involves cards and drinks. Any takers?

[CLOSED] If you want a lover

[comparative_insanity]

WHO: Fai D Flourite/Fenn Forster and Kurogane/Youou Harrison Suwa
WHEN: Valentine's day
WHERE: Their flat, probably a restaurant
WHAT: Gross romance
WARNINGS: Teeth rotting, Fay's nonexistent brain-to-mouth filter, nudity, kitchen sex that escalated quickly

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( I'll do anything you ask me to  )