Video -- Mirror

[soulsborderline]

[Lest anyone forget she's still on the Network, Asuka has an observation for everyone coming from a sparsely lit dorm room covered in an explosion of notebooks and printouts. Finals season, you know. Nothing to do with hiding from monsters.]

In case anyone was curious, seeing that light in Vegas made me remember something interesting. Apparently the people I piloted a giant robot and fought aliens for before or alternately or whatever had bases in Nevada and the US East Coast.

[For some reason, she chooses to look smug about this.]

If my expert pattern analysis is correct, we should keep a look out for weird stuff happening in Germany and Japan, because that's where I remember the other bases being.

First Flower | Video

[thebalrogslayer]

[Although Gabriel’s been aware of the network since november and posting on it since the new year, he's been weary of showing his face to those that he doesn't know off it up to now. Sometimes a little bit of anonymity is needed, but unfortunately it seems he no longer has a choice.

Some people might recognise him as the c list celebrity always shoving his charities in people’s faces, others might recognise him from the university, and a few might recognise from the peak of his modelling days. Those who do will notice that he doesn’t look as old as he did (or for those who recognise him from when he was younger that he looks much younger than he should). Assuming that most people won’t know it, though, he opens his post by explaining his problem with a wry smile.]

I appear to be growing young again and it’s a problem. [He’s aware that most people would be pretty happy with the cards he’s been dealt but when there’s recent photographic evidence of how old you looked last month and you’re trying to stay under cover it’s a pain in the arse.] I think this has gone beyond the point where I can claim I’ve had surgery now, especially with these. [He tucks his hair behind his ears, revealing that like his friends', his are now also elongated into elegant points.] As long as I stop before I become a teenager again! Dealing with that once was bad enough. [He laughs. It’s a serious problem, but that doesn’t mean that he has to deal with it seriously.]

I had been hoping to stay in work a while longer, but it’s not going to be possible to work and stay under cover like this. I have the choice of revealing myself and doing what I can to direct the media to paint us with a more positive light or retiring. And I'm not sure that I'm ready to retire! But talking about this openly - or as openly as is safe - affects more than just me, which is why I wanted to ask if anyone had any objections.

I was also wondering, for those of you who also have echoes that mean that you can’t be out and about, what do you do to keep yourself busy and amused?

[Private to the known Tolkiens and Julien]

[He's come prepared! Once he has all of their numbers put in and a private line set up, he holds up a piece of paper with twelve crests on, each named underneath. One of them is recognisable as the crest on Thorir's sword, labeled as 'Fountain'.]

I remembered these. Does anyone else recognise them?

{01st Barrier; Voice}

[astion]

So. This doesn't look like this number is from some Dewey number from the library like I thought it might be? It looks like I got way over my head with this number thing. I thought if I wrote it down and figured it out, I'd get it out of my head. I guess not though......

[There's something of a sigh there. No, that would be too much to hope for that things might actually work out.]

This whole thing is really not reassuring me that I'm not crazy or something. The whole...snake mess and everything. All that pink, and that tree that just. Bloomed or was like, healed? Trees don't just...bloom that quickly. No way is that possible.

[No. It isn't. Which is why Stella is still so thoroughly confused by the image and trying and failing to just forget about it.]

Although. Now I'm curious. Superheroes. I mean, I always thought they were just in comics or movies, you know? I wonder if supers also read comics as well....? Maybe to get ideas for their costumes or something? Maybe I should. If I get some weird powers, I mean. I haven't yet, but. This whole numbers thing means I might, right? I'm not sure how to feel about that. I mean, if I can use the powers to help people....that's a good thing, isn't it? I don't know. I should probably just. Go to bed. Forget this whole mess. I don't have time for this with my studies.

5th ♒ Video

[yerawizarderi]

[The feed comes on, showing none other than Eri--however something looks... off about him. He looks zoned out, like his eyes aren't focused and nearly zombie-like. It takes a moment, but then he starts talking, his voice oddly monotone compared to his usually very dramatic way of speaking.]

I'm Eri Ampora and I hawe a disgustin' crush on Tom Felton. It was 'cos of this crush on him and Draco Malfoy that I discowered my interest in men.

[Well... isn't that insightful?]

An' I got a poster of his face abowe my bed. As well as a shit load of Harry Potter paraphernalia litterin' my bedroom. I wish I was a wizard, and I cried on my elewenth birthday because I didn't get my letter to Hogwarts.

[SURE IS WEIRD HE'S SAYING ALL OF THIS, HMMMMM HOW EERIE.]

My dad and I watch that shit bloody religiously sometimes, dedicatin' full days to watchin' all the mowies in a row, and sometimes he hugs me afterwards and I lowe it.

[Okay this shit is getting downright embarrassing. But Eri still seems like some dazed zombie, spilling all of these deets for no inexplicable reason.]

I think Octawia's hot as hell, and so's Alan. I'm pretty grateful that I was able to kiss them at Alan's party, I think about that a lot, actually. That and the fact I'm a bloody wirgin.

[Well that sure was enlightening, but he doesn't seem to be coming to from whatever is happening to him. Perfect time to needle him for more embarrassing deets, right? Right. Except there's one last thing he does, that really makes it obvious something is up, beyond everything else, Eri is ending this with a swift punch... to his own face. Yep.]

Seventh Feather [Video]

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka's on the feed once more, this time in what looked to be a bedroom, sitting on a large bed. It's not the same bedroom as the other times, so it's probably safe to say that Rakka found a place to hide out for a while.

She's got a rather bad looking level of bedhead, random strands sticking up towards her halo. A number of downy, grey feathers are scattered around the bedspread which are obviously from her wings. Despite the mess, she's actually looking better than previously. At the least, she looks well rested.]

So... hey. Checking in, I guess. I'm okay if anyone was wondering, my wings are still sore and stuff, but they're not bleeding or anything.

[She brushes some hair from her face.] The feathers are kind of a problem though. I got some new memories though, like I think this is how I got my wings before, and this weird pillar of light...

[More rambling, nothing important, until Rakka suddenly rememebrs something. Leaving the screen for a moment, Rakka returns with a ring of keys in her hand.]

I found these a little before I called for help. Has anyone lost some keys? There's a lot of them on here-[As she runs a finger over the keys, there seems to be a tiny change in her. Her eyes widen a little, and it doesn't look like she's looking at anything in particular when she suddenly blurts out,]

I've never been on a date before!

[It's quick, and as soon as it's said things seem to return to normal. Rakka stutters for a moment, staring uncomprehendingly at the screen.]

...I-I... what the... Why did I-[Her fingers brush against the keys once more and she goes off again.]

I want my parents to actually care about me!

[Two hands are slammed over Rakka's mouth as she finishes that statement and the keys are dropped and forgotten. She stares at the screen in shock and horror for a moment before quickly moving forward and killing the feed.]

uhhhh it's a log i guess

[gogoghostpowers]

Who: Danny and Annie
What: TOOTHPICK FIGHTAN
When: I dunno, sometime last week I guess
Where: OUT IN PUBLIC??? jeez what do you want from me
Warnings: teens with superpowers. puns.

( i can't be bothered to come up with witty cut text right now, okay )