08. video;

[waltharius]

[ The video opens with a chaotic shot of Walter's backyard. It finally (sort of) stabilizes on Walter's face, which is... not looking great. His nose is bleeding, his mouth is bleeding, and even his ears seem to be bleeding. There's a pair of nasty looking puncture wounds near the base of his neck. It looks like something bit him.

Please, I need -- they're here, at my house --

[ He doesn't have a lot of time to deliver a message, though, because 'they' -- a trio of mafia members -- exit through the back door of his house. They don't seem to be in any hurry, and they're even laughing. This is a pathetic escape attempt.

( cut for violence/gore )

[Video]

[chalicejoker]

[The video feed opens up on the infamous Lord of the Bugmen. He would look tired if his bugman self was prone to showing that sort of thing. People are getting attacked--hell, killed--over being Numbered, and it's wearing on him.]

With the way things have been now, it's become harder out there for anyone who isn't obviously human. Anyone who's easy enough to spot in a crowd, anyone who's easy enough to identify as one of us, becomes an easier target for them to choose.

[He clenches one of his hands into a fist. This is not an easy post for him to make, but he thinks it needs to be done.]

I'm not saying everyone else is safe. None of us really is now. There's more to it than that. Some of us don't exactly think like a human anymore. Not entirely. And it's not...exactly easy to deal with. Or to explain to people who haven't had part of their brain rewired. And that can be a liability. Make things worse.

[There is a bit of awkward bug shuffling around, shifting his weight, and fidgeting. Saying that in a public capacity--such as public is on the network--may not be the best idea, and he's aware of that.]

It's easier to deal with if you've got someone else to talk to. Someone else who gets what being a monster can mean. Someone else who's been through all the weird physical changes.

[He is suggesting a support group, but he is very bad at just going out and saying so.]

So I was thinking it might be a good idea for those of us who have gone through the freakier changes, who might have weird instincts, or think they'll be turning into something else soon to get together somehow. Preferably somewhere quiet where no one's likely to come across us. Because if Energy Up or someone like that shows, I'm smashing their recording equipment.

Payback's a Bitch

[guitar_case_vagabond]

Who: Raye, Lily and Winter
When: Foredated to the middle of the week. Wednesday night.
Where: The streets of Locke City.
What: Raye's out for blood and she's dragging two Precures along with her.
Warnings: This is gonna get violent. Definite death and likely torture for information as well.

( And so am I. )

Entry #A-14: "Antiscriptural" [Video, Forward-Dated Action to Friday, 10/24]

[dead_black_eyes]

[Notably, it's the first time L's put his face on the Network. It's composed and deliberate; he looks into the camera with a cold gaze that never falters or glances aside even for a moment as he speaks. His voice is similarly frigid, tone flat and emotionless.]

I'm sure many of you know this already, but Anthony Janvier was gunned down on Friday. He was at work, and it was a barbaric act of mob violence scarcely befitting such a gentle soul. He was brave and kind to his last moment, and I don't think I only speak for myself when I say I have lost a friend.

[He hasn't blinked yet; that stare could burn holes in liars and killers. It's a dare, a challenge to acknowledge futility and look away first.]

I'm not sentimental, or Catholic. Anthony was both. His funeral is tomorrow morning, because that's what people do: we mourn, we remember, and we mend. I understand that there are some who intend to picket the funeral; if you're afraid, don't bother coming, but if you're not... it's Friday, 10 AM at the Sacred Heart Cathedral.

[[OOC: The funeral is up! Please feel free to use it as a mingle post and start your own prompts.]]