Computer Text

[evowhisperer]

Good afternoon, numbered-network viewers. I'm writing this time with a solemn job request.

My brother has gone missing. He was travelling abroad when this happened, and the local investigation is coming up with nothing. If there is anyone here who has an ability or talent that could help locate him, please contact me privately through my number. There is a reward out for anyone who can provide information that leads to finding him.

Thank you for your time.

( Private to Tamara Osada )

(no subject)

[shiromadoushi]

Who: Bakura and various [Touchirou, Barnaby and whomever else wants to poke him]
When: Sunday, 3/30
Where: Various locations around Locke
What: Encounters with weirdness and/or people attempting to figure out WTF is going on with Bakura being more of a jerk than normal.

( Fake cut text, pick your prompt below or make a new one! )

[Danny/Russel] [closed]

[pianistofraielin]

Who: Russel & Danny [closed]
When: March 30th, Sunday
Where: Man I don't even know. Around the city somewhere.
What: Hostile office supplies have invaded the city, Russel and Danny take on a...stapler...?

( lbr though this kind of thing would fit right in with certain magical girl canons )

closed;

[cursedtolive]

who: Benjamin and Phillip
what: Phillip gets caught on a gum monster. Ben comes across him.
when: March 30th!
where: Wheeerever this ends up.
warnings: n/a!!

( like gum on your shoe it doesn't go away )

[video]

[pheromonecoffee]

[TODAY EVERYONE IS TREATED TO A BEAUTIFUL VIDEO OF MATT WITH incredibly blue hair. He is relaxing at his desk and is completely serious looking.]

I am now a member of the cool hair club. If you wish to join, I will help with the dye. The drugstore down the street sells hair dye in blue, pink, purple, orange and green.

[He looks like he's going to say something else. Decides against it. Leans forward as if he's going to turn off the video.

Pauses. Leans back a little again. Looks kind of uncomfortable.]

Advice on not becoming a human sacrifice. Go. [And then he turns off the video feed.]

four | action/voice

[wasthatmymom]

[Action - An alley near McDonalds]

[An alleyway a block or two down from the closest McDonald's to Locke High becomes the site of a series of horrified, guttural screams. It's a young boy's voice, shrieking "My head" over and over in between the shouts of agony. It sounds like someone is being murdered. Of course, this is an alleyway rarely crossed, and thus, no one is around to help him. The screams go on and on until they eventually subside, and by the time anyone can get to him, it's already too late.

Connie is curled up in a ball against a chain link fenced, drenched in the water from a nearby puddle. His crumpled form is a pitiful sight, as he sits motionlessly, hands clinging to his skull. His bare, hairless skull. The giant, man-sized brush is no where to be seen, leaving whatever happened to him a total mystery. At least, if you didn't know of his glorious afro beforehand. Anyone who wants to offer him a hand can, but he doesn't look ready to go anywhere any time soon.]

[Voice - Network]

[A few minutes afterwards, he takes out his phone and addresses the network.]

All of it's gone.

It's all gone, there's nothing left. They took it from me. Everything. Nothing...I'm nothing now...[For the first time ever, the network get's to hear what Connie sounds like when he's not making an ass of himself and joking around. He chokes back a sob.]

What do I do...This is b-bullshit...Why me...?

F-Fro...

text;

[show_my_cannons]

Sparring partner doesn't remember the network any longer.

Don't really think it's safe to keep working with him, after the ... robot business happened.

[As much for the other person's sake as for his own. Hence the message.]




Any takers?