411302117-- 4 || წ First Sunrise

[memoryreprieved]

411302117
It's strange. No matter what, I can't seem to forget these numbers. But it doesn't look like anything I should recognize. Maybe if I look at them like this, something will make sense? Or maybe not. I don't know. I guess I could ask Clara.

[ Wait a moment... There's one more... ]

4

[ . . . .

Wait, why is her diary suddenly full of words holy--

What did she just do? ]

( ooc: Whoops, latest IC intro ever. But here is Shion, uh. Failing like her previous incarnation would. )

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[handwritten]

[darkhourdear]

[oh! New person!!]

Hi! :)

[handwritten]

[memoryreprieved]

[ Oh my god what is going on. There are words everywhere and she does not--

"Hi"...? Uh... Okay, this is going from what to WHAT fast, uh... ]

hi?

[handwritten]

[darkhourdear]

You got a number too, right? You use it to talk to people!

[handwritten]

[memoryreprieved]

I do. But I just wrote it in my notebook. How's this possible? [ ...As she writes back to the writing that keeps appearing in her "notebook". And why is she even responding to this ~~mysterious person~~ on the other end? Yeah, this isn't awkward. ]

[handwritten]

[darkhourdear]

Magic, I guess. No one really knows.

[Text, sloppiest handwriting ever]

[italktofish]

OH HI THERE

YOU'RE NEW TO THE NUMBERS THING AREN'T YOU HEY

IT'S OUTRAGEOUS ONCE YOU GET THE HANG OF IT

[what kind of god forsaken language is this; handwriting]

[memoryreprieved]

[ Oh my god what does that even say.

Squinting.

Squinting so hard.

...Think that's a... 'U'? Or is that a... ]

Could you write a little cleaner? [ Maybe she should have tacked on a please there, but she's not really... thinking. Just staring. ]

[Text > Audio, making it that much worse]

[italktofish]

HOLD ON

I CAN DO YOU ONE BETTER THAN THAT THESE NUMBERS ARE AMAZING

[And then...suddenly there is the voice of a loud, booming man coming out of the diary. Somehow.]

Hello there! IS THIS ANY BETTER?

[brb dying I mean still writing-- no. Nope nope nope]

[memoryreprieved]

[ Wait, what does that sa-AY!?

It takes.

A full five minutes before a response shoots his way.

That might have involved her having to climb up off the floor. And pick up her chair. And spend a moment rubbing her sore hind end while looking at her diary incredulously... and maybe with a touch of fright. And... maybe looking around some, too, but the coast is clear... hopefully. Not so sure about outside this room.

Her handwriting might look a bit scraggly when she writes next. ] Not so loud! [ The last thing she needs is to have to explain why a manry man is shouting in her dorm. ]

[continuing to talk because this is all PERFECTLY NORMAL]

[italktofish]

[That delay is troubling, but hey, she writes back! No worries!]

Oh! Sorry!

[This is the whisper of a man who is very much unused to whispering. For anyone else, it would be considered a fake stage whisper. For Arthur? It's the best he could do.]

But isn't this EXCITING?

[NEW FRIENDS NEW FRIENDS YAAAAY don't mind him.]

text;

[enrages]

numbers network etc etc government conspiracy etc etc obama's at it again

handwriting forever;

[memoryreprieved]

But why go out of their way to give a network to a bunch of people who have no idea what it's about? [ Yeah, someone's started to do some browsing around by this point. ]

[enrages]

legit question.
i haven't really seen anyone question it yet.
like apparently there are bad guys out there, but i don't really know who they are or what they want or what they're doing that's considered so nefarious.
who's to say they didn't make this network to make us broadcast our shit so they can use it to whatever advantage they want??
but fuck if i know
i just found this network a few days ago.
and it subsequently got my ass grounded by my shitty dad, because apparently stealing the car to save people is grounding material.

[memoryreprieved]

[ That is...

a lot of words to digest in one go.

But they are also admittedly words she shares similar trains of thought to.

But maybe this person has got something to do with this network... thing, too.

Shion, stop being so paranoid.

Admittedly, all the thinking stops when there's mention of-- ]

You stole a car to do what? [ Save people? From what? Granted, she just came back there a week or two ago... ]

[enrages]

there was some sort of bullshit rpg style trap in a mine or something.
i never really got the details of what happened.
fuck, i didn't care.
there were people who needed some fucking help, so i helped them.
batta bing batta boom.

[ he conveniently leaves out that he cried the whole time ]

[ Typed ]

[notquiteanobody]

Well, seems like I'm not the only one that's just stumbled onto the network.

Well Alen or Alice; looks like we're going down the rabbit hole here with a lot of other people.

Welcome aboard.

[ Handwritten forever ]

[memoryreprieved]

It's Chloe. [ She gets the joke, but it's not really the funniest thing at the moment considering her page has been filling up fast with several different conversations. ]

You too, huh. [ Duh, Shion. ]

That makes four. Guess I'm not going crazy.

[ Typing Back Because He Can ]

[notquiteanobody]

Chloe, huh? Alright Chloe, I'm Ciel.

Least we've got names out of the way.

Anyway, you probably are crazy. Sounds like the problem is that the world's about to go even crazier than all of us put together.

I'm still new to the whole fiasco, so I've got nothin' if you're looking for answers. Least for now. If one too many stories of any kind of taught me anything though, make sure you've got someone from the network here with you before you go investigate anything weird.

[memoryreprieved]

[ Ciel. Making a small side-note along with his number. Someone can be a bit organized when she feels like it. ]

Well, I haven't heard about anything weird, but I do know there was an accident at the mines? Karson said he went to help them. [ She'll be nice enough to leave out the part about the grounding. And perhaps the part about her second guessing, too. ] I don't know how that could connect to this though. [ Okay, not quite. ]

[notquiteanobody]

I saw that. I've been poking around on this thing and it looks like a forum. So I've been making my way through all the old entries and found a few referencing that.

If I turn up anything interesting, I can let you know.

[ handwritten ]

[fatherssins]

Don't be intimidated.

[ handwritten ]

[memoryreprieved]

I'm okay. It's just not every day you write in your j [ And watch that "j" be smudged out. ] notebook and it starts talking back to you. So I'd say it's a little new. [ Understatement? Check. Some sarcasm? A little. More nerves than anything? Precisely. ]

[fatherssins]

That's a fair point ;)

[memoryreprieved]

Are you from Locke City too? [ She might be making a head count here. ]

[fatherssins]

I am indeed.