handwritten;

[brotimaeus]

[The writing is a little spidery, but without the odd stops and starts of the first time he did this.]

Question. This is an easy one. Any tips for getting spray paint off car windows? And leather? And cars in general? Should I just write this off as a huge 'fuck you' from forces very much known and not waste my time with trying? All suggestions welcome.

Assuming this isn't a write-off, if anyone knows a guy, or knows someone who knows a guy who does vehicle repairs, do me a solid and hook me up. Last time I took it into a shop they swiped the change out of the ashtray.

[No, that's not really the reason that he doesn't want to take it to a non-numbered mechanic.]


[Private to Anthony Sparado]
Hey, kid, can you watch the house while I head out for an hour or two? Invite Dirk or L over if you want.

text (handwritten); forward-dated to the evening

[wirsinddiejager]

[Surprisingly for anyone familiar with Alan's posts in the past, this one doesn't appear to be written in his sketchbook. His handwriting is looking unusually shaky and hurried, too.]

the mafia guys hit me too. my house burned down. Im going to need somewhere else to stay if anyones offering.

we cant allow this to keep going on. those fuckers are going down.

[image/text] forward-dated to the night of the 25th

[grannyfucker]

[The first part of this post is a screenshot of a text conversation on his phone--a pretty one-sided one at that. By which I mean, entirely one-sided. The 'conversation' is as follows:

abducted by cultists around 10pm
headed to either davie's apartment or "underground fountain"
names james, davie, chloe, 2 more
have guns, knives, 1 automatic gun
help HELP
call Eileen

After attaching the image, Jovan switches back to his usual text format.]

^^^ what the fuck is this supposed to be?! I just got sent this from that lady working at the hotel that's giving us free rooms, Bunbright or something. If this is a prank, it's a really shit one, I'll just say right now.






I have no fucking idea where Davie's apartment is. Or what this "underground fountain" is supposed to be, are those even a thing?!

and who the FUCK is Eileen

holy fuck, somebody do something, i am STARTING TO FREAK OUT A LITTLE over here!! what am I supposed to DO?!

EDIT: Oh my god I cannot BELIEVE I'm doing this but Eileen's this lady's daughter and she's letting us into her house to search it, and I am NOT going alone in there, no fucking way. Who wants to go on this fucked up cultist scavenger hunt?

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text; Dated 22nd, mid-afternoon

[alilyinthemoonslight]

Hello, there. I suppose I haven't been very talkative for awhile. A lot of things happened right before we left Vegas, and... I suppose I let that weigh down on me for too long.

As well, I have perhaps been a little too harsh to a couple people since then. [ Tieria and Lucas come immediately to mind, but she's not going to call them out publicly. ] It's no real excuse, but... I haven't been myself.

Which I can't afford, as I know there are a lot more dangers cropping up out there. The murders and the cultists in Vegas, the mafia here... The media too, if you look look in some places.

Obviously, saying "we should be careful" is silly. My question is, does anyone have any more ideas for HOW best to be more careful? To better our standing or find ways of reaching out, and protecting those around us? My girlfriend, my sister, my best friends - most of us are powered by some means or another. Some... not anymore, and then there's my father.

When I first came onto the Network, I pushed people away because I didn't want them being in danger thanks to me. Now, I'm worried that's an even greater danger than before, for those near me who can't do the sorts of things I can. I'm... worried about them, about my father most of all.

Of course it's not just about him - I'd like to help anyone I can if there's anybody wondering the same things. I'm sure very many of us are, now.

There was a time I think I believed I could solve a lot of things with the power I'd obtained. I know now that's not the case, so... I know at least we need to approach things in a different light, now.

[ A sigh, and she taps her keyboard idly. There was one more thing, but... it seemed trivial in light of all this. ]

...as an aside, does anyone know of anyplace which may be hiring for the late summer and fall? It's more of a personal thing, but... I need someplace that won't turn me away because I'm Numbered, as nervous as I am about bringing yet more attention elsewhere. Tying in with the above, I'm worried of putting THEM in danger, too. Still... it's something I'll need to be doing, and I need to figure out how to approach it.