voice; iPhone; March 9; evening

[earnedmystripes]

--Did I get it? Yes, finally, must've tried typing them five times.....

[Ahem. Right, he finally typed the numbers correctly, so people can hear him now. Onto business. There's no video when he posts this time, which may be of concern to some, but at least he doesn't sound too poorly off when he speaks. Tired, sure, but no worse off than anyone else.]

Hey, this is Kotetsu. Checking in.

[Beat.]

Like I said last time with the earthquake, if anyone's place got wrecked or needs somewhere to stay for any reason right now, I've got room. You don't need to worry about paying me or owing me or anything, just. Don't want anyone on the streets right now, if I can help it.

[The snake might be dead, but who knows what might happen in the next couple of days? Better to be safe than sorry.]

No strings attached, I promise.

Take care, you guys. Stay safe.

[[Much, much later that night. Like 3:45 am late.]]

sory i knopw its a bad tine to talk abot tjis kind of thing but

itrs driving mr craxy

anyine keep renemberjng someonr really important

like

really realy realllly

earth shatteringlh
y

orther half of yiyr uinversr inportsnt

but not abything about thjm

i dint even have their name or whst they look like

thibk i miht have a vouce not sure if its themn though

is tjis happenning to antone else ??

[he's not drunk. his left-handed phone typing is just that bad and he's not paying much attention, just needing to get this off his chest before he explodes.]

Comments

text; late night

[sassymaru]

[Okay so he didn't have a chance to respond to the first part, what with the DOG PROBLEM and everything. A problem he still hasn't figured out how to solve, yet.]

can you type that again your texting is worse than mine

r u drinking

text --> voice

[earnedmystripes]

hard to rtype eith with one ham

[--fuck it. He switches to voice, sounding tired and a bit irritated, but not at Yuji, at least.]

I'm not drunk, Yuji. I hurt my shoulder earlier at the farmhouse.

[Sigh.]

I was just wondering if anyone else has kept getting pulses of someone that's supposed to be really important, but without learning anything about them.

text;

[stopinthenameofawe]

[yeah melissa pretty much passed out after she got home from work, so she doesn't see this until the next morning.]

Can't say I have. You alright?

voice;

[earnedmystripes]

[YEAH after last night he just can't be assed to deal with typing again.]

Yeah, m'fine. How about you?

text;

[ursoreckless]

yes

funny thing about that. he's now part of this

text;

[earnedmystripes]

[...that actually does make him feel a little better, weirdly enough.]

mayve euentyally ill meet then

[except you already have and don't know it, kotetsu :'D]

tjanks

text

[elegantsoldier]

I have remembered someone in such a way. I know I need to find them but I only have recalled a few details.

text

[earnedmystripes]

[...!]

eould you mind if i adked what yiu remenbered

[it's really kind of pathetic to hope it might be him, isn't it? but god, he's been getting these vague memories for almost a year, and he can barely stand it anymore.]

( text, stupid o'clock monday )

[argents]

Yeah. I found her, and then she left. What happened? Was it something during the fight?

[earnedmystripes]

oh

im sory

[a small pause, and then in another couple texts:]

i rememmbeted thjem saving my life

syill no face

no namne

nothing

[Video]

[scramasax]

[He's off-screen in the connection, and this is after a pause of wondering whether this is a stupid thing to connect to say or not, with a thin just-barely-audible inhale.]

-- That's good of you, sir.

[Whoops again.] -- Kuh -- Kotetsu.

[It's a token sort of statement, but it is true, isn't it? And Anthony has an inkling of a thought that he's at least obliged to express it, no lack of thanks to how... very nice the officer was that first time that they actually spoke.]

[ voice ]

[earnedmystripes]

[Normally Kotetsu would say something along the lines of 'it's not a big deal' or 'I'm just doing my part', but in the context of their last conversation, he'd just sound ridiculous, wouldn't he. He's got just enough self-awareness not to be a hypocrite directly in front of Anthony.

Offscreen, his lips quirk up in a smile at that little correction]

...Thanks.

( text, locked. )

[duette]

All I have is a voice. It gives me my power. I remembered it that day, with Skyler.

( text, locked. )

[earnedmystripes]

a vouce thay gives yiu power?

man ive got no ifea what thsts supposed ti mean

myst be even nore confusinh than mine

good luck

[Text, the next morning]

[professorwolf]

[Once Lyall is done being a wolf for the night, woken up from being sprawled all furry on his bed by the sensation of being forced back into human shape by the rising sun, he doesn't bother trying to sleep again, he just peruses all the messages on the network instead.

And replies to some of them, like this one.]

I haven't gotten anything earth-shattering to anyone but me. Or the other fellow, whichever.

Are you all right?

[ voice ]

[earnedmystripes]

Mm, I'm alright. How about you? It's been awhile.

[handwritten]

[seriallylucky]

I wish. I've only had a few memories, and nothing very coherent.

Enough to be sure the other me didn't live on earth, but not much more.

text;

[earnedmystripes]

yiu dont

trusr me

its maddenimg

voice

[ex_extraordinary330]

No. [ but he's kind of jealous that you are. ]

But you might want to put down the beers.

voice;

[earnedmystripes]

[Sigh.]

I'm not drunk.

[He doesn't sound it, either.]

[Text]

[beforeweproceed]

Really admired someone. Only remember a name and a feeling. Not what they looked like -- not even if it was a man or a woman.

How long's this been going on?

[Text]

[earnedmystripes]

pretty mucvh wjere im at, minus thr name

almost a yeaer
year

[a few beats of hesitation, and then curiosity wins out:]

cam i ask the nae

test; handwritten

[darkhourdear]

I remember someone important, but only what she looks like. Not her name or anything.

text; iphone

[earnedmystripes]

leasr youkl kbow her when yo see her?

Text

[sjokolade]

No, not really but...now I have to ask you a question. Are you okay?

Text

[earnedmystripes]

yeahj in

im fine

sorry aboiut my typig
onr handed sucks

[in other words, he's not drunk, he swears.]

[Video]

[destinedforrock]

[This response to the text portion comes in the morning after, in the form of an overly-articulate:]

Who is, "Mr. Craxy"?

[She is not fully-awake at this time.]

[ voice ]

[earnedmystripes]

[This is the point in Kotetsu's life where he has to stop and consider whether a horse would understand the concept of a typo. Philosophical questions at 4 in the morning.]

I meant to say "driving me crazy".

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

I want to help, but I think that recommending a cold shower and an aspirin is probably the best advice I could give you right now.

[Audio]

[earnedmystripes]

[...His sigh is a bit more exasperated this time. Mostly because by now he's already explained at least three times that he isn't drunk, it's 4 am and he's tired and sore and frustrated, so L is getting the short end of the stick in terms of patience.]

I. Am. Not. Drunk.

Voice | Evening of the 12th because I can

[icy_heavens]

[Finally out of the hospital, thank everything. He hates that damn place. He can't do anything. But now he's home, he's explained things to Granny, and it's time to check the network.]

That typing is a worse disaster than usual. [Hi, can't escape the criticism. Must at least be an indication that he's feeling okay.]

A face. All I have is a face and I know she's important.

\o/!

[earnedmystripes]

[Oh, Toshirou. He almost missed your judgment, bro.]

Guess that's what I get for trying to type one-handed. [A soft snort.]

It's a pain, huh? I'm kinda starting to think whatever's behind this pulse stuff is messing with me, 'cause the only pulses that have the 'important person' feeling don't come with faces or voices, but other pulse-memories do.

[voice] 3:45 am

[theboywiththebook]

[Henry couldn't really sleep. Not after what happened. People dead, hurt or missing it's worrisome. He managed to get home okay if not with a lot of panicked yelling but he was not okay. So, he's up when he see's Kotetsu's text and he's got one thing to say:]


You suck at texting.

[But he'll answer.]

I think. I remember a lady. She seemed important to the other me, but why's that matter? They're not even really here.

[ voice ]

[earnedmystripes]

[Grumbled:]

Should've just turned the f--[no don't swear in front of a child] stupid autocorrect back on for this...

[SIGHS.]

[His brow furrows a bit at the question. Honestly, he doesn't know how to answer that. He's never thought about why it matters, only that there was someone important missing and he had to find them. He feels incomplete without them.

(Does that count as a pulse changing him directly? It's far too late at night to ponder it deeply)]

Sometimes they end up being here. People meet others from pulsememories all the time.

[Text] Next morning

[shiromadoushi]

[[Hello, fellow insomnia club member]]

Close. Only it's more a "hated this guy so much that even thinking about him now makes me want to punch something" kinda deal. Yours a little more romance novel type or something?


Were you typing in the dark or something?

[ voice ]

[earnedmystripes]

Eesh, that's a lotta hate...

[Oops. He didn't mean to say that out loud >_> Ahem.]

Nah, I wasn't in love with 'em I think.

[If one of his pulses tell him otherwise, though, he is going to flip every table okay, he's not ready for something like that in his life again.]

They were just--my partner. Meant a lot to me, from what I can tell. And they saved my life once.

[A slight pause. Offscreen, he grimaces.]

Mm, I've only got one usable hand to type with right now, and I didn't feel much like talking last night.

[A small 'heh' sound.]

First time in awhile I've regretted turning off autocorrect.

text to second

[struckout]

STOP

[ .......... Yep. That's all there is. ]

omfg

[earnedmystripes]

uh

what?

[guess who never did find out you were the one he drunktexted all those months ago...]

[dorkytracksuit]

The problem iis II remember everythiing about them.

[earnedmystripes]

um

sorry i dont get iy

whys that a problen
?

text;

[centurian]

A little late-night drinking there, Kotetsu? :P

But seriously, I think we all remember supposedly important people. Like, there's a few flashes here and there, but you don't really get much more than that.

text;

[earnedmystripes]

[et tu, gerald.]

nope
rioghy atm in a sling
prety terrivle at lefthanded typung as you can tekl

abyway ive had refular memories of peiple pastme knew

theyre nto like this

i feel luke psrt of mysekf is missing without them
aand i dint evne kbow why i cared si much

[ VOICE | PHONE ]

[keywarding]

You've probably already gotten the answer to your question by now but I can't say that I've gotten anything like that back um the important feeling thing- I did see a friend in a memory, who is very important to me but I'm not sure that feeling came from the memory.

[ VOICE | PHONE ]

[earnedmystripes]

Mm, that's alright. [Even though he still sounds tired, there's an audible smile in his voice. After all, he appreciates the effort, and she sounds young.]

Probably less complicated that way, huh?

text; ICly late but maybe not *this* late..........

[darkinferno]

I think a lot of people have that issue, remembering things that seem that important without knowing everything about it. Maybe not always in the form of a person, but...

[He frowns on his side of the screen, trying to decide whether he wants to offer anything else up or not. Finally:]


Private
There's a guy I met from the network who seems to be from the same past as me. I thought we were on opposite sides, based on my first few echoes. Now I'm not so sure.

It's not quite the same, but it's the closest I've got at the moment.

it's all cool bro!!

[earnedmystripes]

ywah
sometines talking abiut it on the network jelps wuth figuring stuff otu/

private
so you mnow the guy
but npt what they mesnt to you huh

youll prbably learmmore from hanging out w then at least>?

[text]

[healspec]

[oh look it's the guy who RAN OFF TO KEEP FIGHTING WITH A BROKEN FUCKING SHOULDER, THAT DUMB ASSHOLE]

You had better be typing that with one hand.

And the other in a sling.

[text]

[earnedmystripes]

[hi ravi how r u]

yes mom