savetheearth | Entries tagged with touhou project: remilia scarlet

[12/28, afternoon | closed: Winter, Lily]

( That afternoon, Lily saw her life flash before her eyes. Again. )

[12/29, afternoon | open]

Contrary to popular belief (well, not really), casinos actually do have real hotel functions. Like ballrooms. As a result, a modestly-sized room is reserved for the day, set with a buffet serving line and several sets of tables and chairs. The sign on the door assigns the room to "Winter Adamas" with the caption of "private function" below. And promptly at 3:45 PM, the door is propped open. Soft music is drifting out, mostly less-offensive tunes, although the occasional anime track or rock song comes on and Winter hastily pulls her phone out of her pocket to advance past it.

Said young woman is dressed fairly normally for her, if just a little dressier than usual, in a silky blue top with a long, dark skirt. Mercifully, she's in high spirits, and is flitting about everywhere keeping up with people. Raquel is floating along behind her, struggling to keep up with her pace but seeming to enjoy himself, not really joining in conversations but just content to see his partner happy. And she is, visibly. Nothing's really going wrong, things haven't exploded lately, she might be able to go back to her house soon...

...and then there's the matter of the ring glistening on her left hand that was most definitely not there a month ago. She's aware it's capturing attention, but at this point, she doesn't care. Not after yesterday. So as new people drift in, she'll make her way over to greet them, but in general, Winter is enjoying her birthday together with her friends, and soaking up the feeling. She'd sent out invites, and she was hoping beyond hope that as many people as she could manage would show up. But even if they didn't, they were with her in spirit. That would be enough for her. Not that it would keep her from wanting everyone to come.

waltharius

[ Here's Walter, looking supremely awful. His skin is nearly paper white, the lines on his face and especially his neck have darkened considerably, and all traces of red have faded from his hair. At least he isn't bleeding? Always look on the bright side and all that. ]

So, ah...

[ A lot has been going on lately in Locke City. There's obviously a ton of things to discuss. Important things. Things that are clearly weighing on his mind. ]

Does anyone have any experience with... with dyeing hair?

[ Orrrr he could just talk about his hair. ]

Really... really... really really dark hair? It -- I know it's dumb, and it probably wouldn't even look good. I was just. You know. Wondering.

charcoalfeather

Hi, it's Rakka.

[Indeed it is, sitting on a couch, wearing a very comfy looking sweater. Steam rose softly from the cup she held in both hands The scattered bits of torn up wrapping paper around her were a clear sign that presents had been opened. She was in much better shape then a few weeks ago.]

I hope everyone's doing okay today. It's been really busy here in Locke, there's been a lot of change going on. Some of it's been dangerous.

[It's almost more trouble then before, but they were a lot safer now. This, in Rakka's opinion, was a good thing.]

Anyway, [Getting past any depressing things, Rakka put on a smile.] happy holidays. I still have some presents I need to give out, so I should go. [Her expression flickered suddenly.] And, uh, if anyone's seen Raye. Tell her that one of them's for her.

[...] Yeah, bye.

[And she logs off.]

prismaticdestruction

[There is a very excited looking Dani appearing on the network, wearing a Santa hat.]

I hope everyone is having a good Holiday! Maybe get something you didn't expect! I know I did and maybe it means things are going to be good and nice for everyone coming up.

Until we know, There is a lot of hope for it right?

( Action at the Stacojiu house )

scarlet_devil

Who: Emilia, Arthur, two Blood Key imposters and OPEN
When: The night of November 4th
Where: The rich district, the area around Robyn's apartment and maybe the streets near Espresso Yourself. All areas both Remi and Dani have been seen in.
What: It's time to deal with the imposters giving her and Dani a bad name once and for all.
Warnings: Violence, bad stuff.

The first attempt to deal with these imposters, to put it mildly, did not go well. Emilia was ambushed and killed, leaving her in this undead state. They had to take Dani home after her destruction ability rendered her unconscious.

Tonight, though, with Arthur by her side and perhaps anyone wishing to join them, Emilia intends to stop these imposters... Permanently.

Current Mood: Vengeful

purestambition

[Saretha sits, staring with as little emotion as possible at the screen. In addition to dealing with numerous revelations of late, she is... well, more than a little displeased at what's happened to Locke City since that entire ordeal.

But she also knows that admonishing and belittling anyone won't get her anywhere. So she refrains.]

Greetings.

I will keep this short. [But not sweet.]

In addition to keeping in contact with the media of late, I have some news for you all.

I have received a message from the Secretary of Defense, requesting audience on the 28th of this month. I will require two more of our number to accompany me.

[A pause.] And I will not mince words, I have an idea of the sort of person I would like to join in on this. This is important, and we must treat it with great care.

This is a delicate situation right now, and I should not have to tell you that the military oversight in Locke City now is... disturbing, to say the least.

[OOC - In direct reference to this over here on the OOC comm! More than likely, she'll be picking from the folks who have chimed in there.]

guitar_case_vagabond

Who: Raye Satterfield and Open
What: In the wake of her berserker incident during the mafia battle, Raye has withdrawn and gone quiet while she tries to deal with the mistakes she's made.
Where: Locke City. Her old apartment.
When: Basically a catch-all for any day since the incident through the roughly the 20th.

( I got in a fight.... )

jasminebloominginshadow

Who: Jasmine Tsukuyomi, [open to anyone who would visit]
What: Healing
Where: A hospital in Fussen
When: December 20th [backdate]

( Two weeks had passed since Jasmine had been seriously injured fighting Raye... )

grannyfucker

[Jovan's face is lit only by the light from his phone. The background is mostly pitch black, but it's clear that he's sitting in a pile of something shiny.]

Alright, not being funny here, I need a rescue mission right the fuck now before a dragon comes out of here somewhere and eats me! SOS, SOS, send down those rescuers who got the Chilean miners out! I'm inside that new mountain that popped up in Vegas!

[He swings the phone around to give the network a view of his surroundings. Not much is visible, but Jovan clicks on his flashlight and illuminates at least a small portion of the area--he is sitting on a giant pile of golden coins, trinkets, jewels, and the like. The full scale is not really visible from the flashlight's view, but one thing is clear: it's BIG.]

Send your best cave dwellers before I die down here!

theearth

Who: Everyone!
What: Run for a good cause!
Where: Locke City
When: throughout the 18th of December

Each year, there is a Christmas charity run in Locke. Businesses from the area (from large ones like Thunder Corp to tiny ones like the Italian pizza place around the corner) pay a set amount of money for every participant that finishes the run. Everyone may participate. There tend to be two or three causes that the money that is earned through it will go to, one local and one (inter)national one. This year it is research for medical engineering and local NGOs that work with people who lost friends or family to the various catastrophes of the year.

Tents and little stalls have been set up along the run's route by businesses that donate, selling food and drink to everyone (most of them donating their earnings to charity as well) and using the moment to advertise for themselves a bit. But churches and various NGOs have stalls or tents as well, selling food and beverages and informing about their cause, and it generally has the atmosphere of a little fair.

Though the curfew will cut the festivities short in the evening, people are in a happy, light mood, enjoying the break from the dire atmosphere and displaying a "our spirit may not be broken" attitude. The run has way more participants this year than usually, despite the slight decrease in residents that Locke has seen over the last year. In the dispute about the run, if it should happen despite everything or not, the opinion that it should prevailed, and clearly people are fully behind that decision.

It must however be noted that the military and also the police are very present, not intervening but simply standing in streets and corners, watching over the proceedings.

Notes:
- Any business, number-run or not, may have sponsored between one and as many as you want runners and have a tent or stall somewhere. Many of them have hired students or other extras for their stalls/tents, but regulars will work there as well.
- Characters might spot Geoff in the crowd sometimes, talking pleasantly to local politicians or owners of large businesses.
- Any character of any age may run! Children up to 15 years of age must only finish half the run to be counted.
- One of the organizers is secretly numbered in case issues appear or someone wanted to help with the run.

seed_of_memory

[audio]

Hello, everyone. By now, you're all more than likely aware of what's happening in Locke. Suffice it to say, it's pretty obvious certain parties are attempting to fill the void left by Albero. Others I'm certain are opportunists.

I'm certain at least some of you would like to see something done. I don't think going for those vying for power is the answer at the moment, as certain powers will likely assume we are attempting to carve out a piece for ourselves. Rather, I think it best that anyone out there handle this on a case by case basis, and focus on protecting civilians. In most cases, it would be better to escape to safety; discretion being the better part of valor, as it were.

Remember, they're either those who want to replace Albero, or they're simply looters and thugs who were waiting for an excuse. If anyone would like to coordinate anything, I would be willing to assist.

----

( [action thread for dealing with matters in Locke] )

ursoreckless

so. it's been a fun couple of days, hasn't it? i'm pretty glad that we didn't lose anyone to too much crazy during the attack and such but we all know how that goes. sooner or later we're all going to have a lot of baggage but hopefully there are people within our group that can smack our brains back into our skulls.

anyways, i figured that we should do something about the FAQs thing since it's been forever since anyone really has updated it since the doc left. i'm talking about this here ( link to old FAQs ). we've got some info about what has happened to a point on there and if the rest of us old timers croak or forget, who is going to go back looking for this kind of crap to see what triggered everything, right? so i'm putting the link out, asking people if they want to either build a new faq thing or just put information together so someone else can collect it, or do whatever with it. it's just something we might need later.

btw, anyone know about fixing elevators? also want to help do some rewiring? i've been thinking that if this old school is going to get turned into Numbered HQ, it needs some fancy Jim Bate ~~James Bond~~ redecorating before the New Year's. i also am so buying new furniture.

L. no protesting. i get too cold to sleep comfortably on the floor.

grannyfucker

[The video opens with just a steady shot of the following flyer.]

( image )

[except pretend it's not as shit. or pretend it is EXACTLY as shit as it is.

After it's been up long enough to fully soak in all the details, it zooms away from the image and focuses on Jovan's face. He is wearing a huge black cape with a popped collar over a T-shirt that has like three different food stains on it.]

I hope you've all got life insurance because I am about to blow your fucking minds here with this new magic show I scored at one of the casinos! That's right, folks, Jovan Burzek, the man himself, will be up on stage pulling an infinite amount of dildos out of a hat. Free souvenirs after the show, eh?

Oh, and if one of you could be pregnant and show up to my first night, that'd be great. I'm plannin' on helping deliver a baby, except the baby's going to be the anti-Christ. [He holds his hands out as though he's holding an invisible child and grins in a manner that can best be described as 'diabolical.'] Speaking backwards in tongues with three heads and goat horns and all. That'll get my career off to a roaring start!

Just one thing: you all have to call me Angus O'Malley now. That's my story. I'm an Irish magician who's still learning to speak English like a normal person, alright? So nobody blow my cover!

[Never mind the fact that he already sounds painfully Irish as it is. He looks DEAD SERIOUS about this.

Speaking of dead serious....]

Oh, and one last thing--check me out on Vine, yeah? [He grins and winks, looking about as charming as he possibly can now.] Spread the word, if you can. I'm trying to break their servers with how big this is going to get--Buzzfeed's got nothing on this!

[He holds up a slip of paper next to his innocent grinning cherub-like face with "squirtinglemonjuiceintodeathseyes" written on it. Should anyone choose to check that Vine username, they will see...a series of five vines, each of them showing Jovan dying a variety of gruesome, yet creative deaths while he shouts "I DID IT FOR THE VINE!". The account has three million followers so far, and appears to gain about another 20k every time the page is refreshed.]

detectivetroll

Who: Everyone joining the mafia attack
What: Attack on the mafia meeting
When: Monday night, December 8th
Where: mafia building

An hour before the meeting, everyone who wants to make a stand against the mafia - violent and potentially ill advised though it might be - gathers in a nearby location to make final plans. Nick’s original idea of Xander moving a small number of people through shadows into the meeting to take out Albero is still technically in effect, but only for those who are planning on gunning straight for the mafia boss himself. Or those who want to help take him out specifically, even if not to deliver the final blow themselves.

Thorir’s provided weapons from his shop, for any network members who know how to use them. L’d agreed to handle the coordination of getting everyone in the building to take out as many of the mafia members as they could, and to hopefully confine the chaos inside.

Because once they’re in and fighting, it’s… probably going to be at least a little chaos.

But hopefully, by the end of the night, it’ll at least be done.

[OOC: Linking one more time to the plotting post in case anyone needs it as the log goes on! I’ll post up a thread for those gunning for Albero so the mods can NPC him as needed, otherwise feel free to start your own threads to battle mafia goons!]

disdainfully

[In Thorir's background, one can see what looks half like a tunnel, half like a normal street with houses on either side, many adorned with geometrical patterns. They are lit by lamps that just seem a bit out of place, hanging under the roof of the street like streetlamps, and a few houses on the street have signs on the door or otherwise look lived-in. It's all very clean and well-kept, though empty.]

As some of you know, there is a numbered colony inside the mountain that has risen under Las Vegas. The entrance is hidden, and we want to keep it that way so that it can remain a safe place for those numbered that don't want to leave America. Everyone is welcome to claim a house or room, there are plenty. A lot of the mountain isn't yet explored and might be unsafe, but there seem to be no monsters hiding in it like in the catacombs in Locke City, and the area that has electricity, wi-fi and mobile signal is safe. We also have running water.

...We'll just have to hope that they don't dig too deeply while building all the things on the mountain.

[He pauses to make it clear that he's changing the topic - it's also announced by his factual manner gaining a dangerous glint.]

I will be participating in the attack on the Mafia. I already talked to Hjalti and he's coming with me. If anyone else from Vegas wants to join us, we'll go to Locke a few hours early so he can pick up some weapons at my store.

That said, if anyone needs firearms, a sword, and axe or daggers for this, contact me and I will set you up with it.

peacefulwinter

( 12/1 | action: Neuschwanstein )

Shaking herself, Winter pushes that train of thought aside. That was a road she wasn't ready to go down just yet. No, for now... maybe someone else remembered what tomorrow was. Someone that could help take her mind off her dark thoughts. Dialing her number into her cell phone, she speaks quietly, if a bit less calmly than usual. "It's already December, isn't it? Time goes by so fast... and it brings some things I would rather not remember. Tomorrow will be a whole year since the police came into the high school. That was... not a good day for any of us." Some of the people that had been taken in weren't even on the network anymore, but still, it was a story to relate. For those that couldn't relate it themselves. "It was scary, knowing that the police were still out to kill us, then. Knowing that we couldn't run. And now it's the same way again. A place we thought was safe - our own homes - isn't safe at all." Her tone shakes a little; there are some scars here that haven't quite healed. She swallows hard, audibly, and takes a deep breath.

"Sorry. I'm not entirely comfortable with what happened a year ago, still. I didn't mean to be quite so depressing, when everyone's thinking about Christmas, and being together with their loved ones, and enjoying the season." All things she should be doing herself, considering the alternative. Which she's been doing now. "Anyway... I think I'm going to do something to take my mind off things. I haven't gone to Vegas in a few days, so I should probably get back to helping fix things like I said I would, or at least being there for people to see. Does anyone want to get together? We can meet up for lunch or something. Let me know..." She trails off; it takes conscious effort not to add something about people not having to if they don't want to. That would be a major backslide on the progress she'd made after all this time. "Thanks for listening to me ramble. Um, good night, everyone."

Ending the 'call', Winter lets herself fall back onto her bed in the hotel room she shares with Lily, curling up slightly. Even if she'd said a lot, she didn't really feel much better - if anything, she'd unsettled herself further. But... that was almost an expected outcome, considering the topic. Sighing, she lets the phone fall from her hands and stares at it for a long while, holding Raquel tight to her chest.

( 12/2 | action: Vegas )

stefanged

Looks like I picked a pretty bad time to figure out I'm ~~a Numbered~~ one of you, with everything that's been going on lately. Makes me even more grateful my family got out of Dodge a few months ago. Never thought I'd be grateful that they're in freaking Red Sox country (with the inferior team), but here we are.

I guess the burning question on my mind is, what actually happens if we leave town? Every time I head back to school, my ring transforms. Normally, it looks like a silver band, but whenever I come home...

[He's attached a picture of his ring - it's a large, lapis lazuli ring with a silver family crest in the center. It might look a little familiar to characters that've seen Stefan around before (because that ring is massive), but otherwise, it's just an "old family heirloom."]

I figure, it has to be related to all of this somehow. Also, with concerns to leaving town, other stuff on here mentioned possible amnesia? I don't remember a lot, but if I'm going to forget all of this now, it might be better than later - especially since I've got class Tuesday.

detectivetroll

This is Nick. I don't know how many of you are still on here that know me, but I'm going to cut right to the chase here: I've been working undercover with the mafia for months, trying to get their secrets for the network. And now I finally have something useful.

There's going to be a meeting soon. Albero will be there, along with a large number of high ranking mafia members. I know when, and where, and I know that if we hit it, we stand a good chance of taking them out and making a serious dent in their operation.

I know some of you are going to say that violence isn't the answer. For anyone who wants to try another road, I have a number of recordings of the mafia making plans to frame network members, and of some of the kidnappings that have happened, as well as the location of where the mafia members are getting their modifications. I'll pass them off to someone who wants them, but not until just before the meeting. It's obviously going to blow my cover pretty badly.

I'm going to that meeting. I don't want to do it alone, because I want to make this hurt, and I can't do that by myself. I know I'm not the only one who's been affected by what they've done, and if we want to stop them, to make it so they can't do it to anyone else - this is the best chance we've got.

We need to take it.

[OOC: A plotting post for this is up here!]

merchants

Who: EVERYONE!
What: Rose Bonbright has organized a bus and sent out invitations to all numbered that she has contact information of, asking them to inform everyone else about the trip to the Nuremberg Christmas Market that she's organizing. There was also a sign to the same end at the Hotel in Reutte where some numbered are staying. And today is the day! The bus leaves around 11am Central European Time (5am EST) and leaves Nuremberg late at night when the market closes down.
Where: Germany - on the bus and at the Christmas Market
When: 29th of November
How: Please just start your own threads and tag around, there's no top level comments this time!

( Christmas has come to town )

[Please keep in mind that Nuremberg is outside of the echo boundaries and all echoes will thus be at 10%. Memories of the network will still be present but feel a bit unreal and kind of fuzzy. The network is not accessible from outside of the echo boundaries.

People don't have to take the bus back to the Neuschwanstein Area, they can also take the train if they want to afterparty or stay a few days.]

espigeonage

[Julien's voice is dispassionate, low and clear and fast. In the background something is shriek-yelping and snarling like a dog with a weird distorted voice.]

Emergency. Blaine's turned into the titan and isn't responding to speech. We're [somewhere off from Fussen, away from the teleport location] and I think she's making for the highway. She needs to be lured outside the boundary. Can anyone get here?

I'm calling the mayor. We need to evacuate. [Startled-] Wh- stop! [the snarl is closer, a very deep frantic growl. Julien hisses forcefully.]

[OOC: this post is also for action!]

dead_black_eyes

Who: Lazarus Lawliet and open to anyone!
What: Watching and waiting for the attack on Espresso Yourself to happen early Sunday morning... and with all hope, Locke City's Finest making some much-needed arrests of Mafia goons.
Where: Willow Ridge Boarding Academy, potentially around the coffee shop if any strong types want to hang around nearby and make sure no goons get away.
When: November 23, 3:15 AM
Warnings: Violence and profanity probs

( I'm ready for the fight and fate )

[OOC: I'll post a couple of prompts, but feel free to treat this as a mingle post!]

jasminebloominginshadow

... Hey everyone. I figured now was a good time to talk about this, given I just realized it's been over a year since I first became a numbered.

It feels like a lifetime ago, you know? I was a completely different person, it feels like. I didn't care about other people, but then something clicked and... I was part of something. Even if the memories I got back were terrible, I finally had people who weren't out of my life before I could get to know them. I wanted to get to know people.

It's been difficult, but... I... I'm happy I became a Numbered. I wish I didn't have someone like Dark Precure to gain the memories of, but everything else... I wouldn't want to go back to how I used to be.

...

I just wanted to get that off my chest. Thank you. Everyone. Again.

dead_black_eyes

[The man appearing onscreen this morning is haggard, somber, and distracted. Clearly, he's been awake all night, something he's been doing far too often lately, sitting curled in the middle of what appears to be a cleaned up but ancient school gymnasium's basketball court with his chin on his knees. A few feet away is a blue tarp hiding something sizable and lumpy.]

I know Albero's people are striking Espresso Yourself, early on the morning of Sunday, November 23, at 3:15 AM. They will be there to raze the building to the ground and they do not intend to take prisoners.

[He bites his lip, glancing away from the camera. The calmness he's affected since Anthony's death slips for a second, revealing something like fear. He swallows.]

I've been waiting for a pulse. I was hoping that maybe my other's experience and knowledge could help me, in this regard, but up to this point... it's been all quiet on that front.

[He rises slowly, moving towards the tarp and drawing it away from what it conceals. There are many pounds of dynamite stacked in the middle of his gym, along with several ominous looking canisters.]

I have dynamite and nitroglycerin. I think...

[He takes a deep, shuddering breath.]

I know we can kill a lot of them. Part of me really wants to, and I can't be the only one. But I know... I know that's not what we're fighting for, a criminal record of our own and another reason to be driven out of this city. So...

[He sits again, hard, on the floor, eyes and posture conveying a distinctly dazed quality.]

I think maybe it would be better to use this information to get the FBI on this and catch them in the act, with no blood shed. I'm prepared for both of these scenarios, but honestly... I don't know what's right. I'm so tired. I trust all of you, so... please help me make the right decision.

EDIT: I've been informed that Nick knows about another upcoming opportunity, a chance to hit the Mafia where it hurts. There's to be a meeting of higher-ups in the near future; further details are forthcoming.

cestlavino

So I decided that amnesia sucks and I'm done with it.

[Well, that's... one way to announce being back.]

It's no fun at all. It seems neat and all in stories, but at least in stories you don't forget only the exciting stuff.

So you know what, I'm just not doing that anymore. I don't know how anyone else puts up with it. No more amnesia for me. It was so boring, I'm pretty sure I willed it to stop.

[Claire, that's not how that works... He actually sounds like he believes it, too.]

Anyway, looks like I've missed a lot 'round here! Gonna need to catch up again. But hey, I got plenty of free time.

prismaticdestruction

[It's been a while since this voice has been heard. Dani sounds nervous and worried..but is trying to hide it..badly.]

Um...I guess I found out what those eyes are for. I don't think I like them at all now.

It's really bad...Honest! And so are those bad people we ran into. We didn't do anything wrong and they...They..

[She trails off and is silent.]

A-anyways...be careful because people are not being nice anymore...

espigeonage

Suil, network. Minor question, but I figure I know enough people who can answer it! [he's teasing. More seriously:] What are some of the things you start to notice, getting older?

[he's not telling people about his potential lifespan, there's a safer reason to share]

I looked at some selfies from a couple years ago and some today. My skin's changed, it's thinner now. Not as oily. So that might be it. But I think there's more of a hint of, um, lines around my eyes. [With laughing complaint] I'm twenty-five, this is way too early! And like half-Japanese, that's supposed to set them back more.

scarlet_devil

[It felt so strange to know, to feel, that she didn't need to breathe any more, that she didn't even have a pulse now. And yet, despite all that, she wasn't truly dead. Fortunate, as she doesn't want to leave poor Arthur, Dani, Robyn and the rest behind if she were to properly die. If she didn't get that echo and rise again...]

[Well, here she is now, looking alarmingly pale as vampires tend to be, making a video post as usual. Only, she looks a bit unsure of herself. But that will, of course, pass.]

I think it's safe to say that last night's attempt of trying to hunt down impostors of Dani and I ended... badly.

If not for an Echo, I would be dead. ...Or fully dead, rather. I'll spare you the details, but I didn't find those fakers, only wannabe vampire hunters. [For a brief moment, she held a hand to her chest.]

...I'll say one thing. I won't be hunting down those fake vampires alone from now on.

[After that last statement, Emilia shuts off the feed for now. It was the second attempt on her life... and it would have been successful had she not become undead.]

Current Mood: distressed

dead_black_eyes

[Lazarus' number is written on a blackboard with a piece of chalk, opening a connection to the network. Dim light streams in through the high, dusty windows, falling on broken-down desks in a decrepit, once-grand lecture hall. A broom leans in the corner, along with several trash bags; Lazarus himself is wearing crummy clothes and more than a little breathless and sweaty. You would be too, if you'd been working on solo renovations for hours.]

If any of you are familiar with the building that was formerly the Willow Ridge Boarding Academy in Locke City... like back in the 1970's... it's ours now. It was briefly a linen processing facility but it wound up being foreclosed on when the company went bankrupt, so I went ahead and bought it from the bank. Under a different name, of course.

[He takes a second to shrug out of his sweater, draping it across one of the desks.]

The building's big, with a spacious basement. I want to move Project Jump as soon as possible to this new location, since both I and Espresso Yourself are too well-known at this point and I don't think it's safe for it to remain. I can rent a truck but the more discreet the move is, the better. It has to happen very soon. In the meantime... I'm going to continue to work on renovations. Security. Furnishing accommodations... on that note, if anyone has any computer monitors, servers or any other equipment they're willing to sell or donate, I'm more than interested.

[He returns to what he was doing before he opened the connection, which is, apparently, using an axe to break apart unsalvageable desks and bagging up the resulting debris to clear some space.]

scarlet_devil

Who: Emilia, Dani, two Blood Key imposters and OPEN
When: From October 31 through November 4
Where: The rich district, the area around Robyn's apartment and maybe the streets near Espresso Yourself. All areas both Remi and Dani have been seen in.
What: There's been a few reports of two winged girls, one with some lights on her wings, attacking civilians in these areas.
Warnings: Violence, bad stuff.

( It all started on Halloween night... )

wastingtime

[the number here may or may not be familiar to some, but its pen taps the paper for some time, as if trying to decide how to start. finally;]

How best do you convince the taximan (and whatever police he threatens to summon) that you did not, in fact, pack a greatsword with your luggage and the fact that there is one in there now is completely out of your hands?

And for that matter, am I allowed to keep said greatsword if I insist it was some sort of prank? It was my luggage, and if something saw fit to give it ~~back~~ to me I believe I should very well keep the damn thing. (Especially after it ruined my best shirts.)

Lyall, I hope you'll read this before you reach our meeting place. I believe I may be delayed for some time.

To the rest of you- if we've already met, I do apologize for these months of forgetfulness but I consider this headache my due punishment. If we haven't - my name is Elian, and I will be pleased to meet you once I am done convincing this poor man I'm as much a victim in this little debacle as he.

scarlet_devil

[Today, the vampire looks both upset and angry, both at the situation in Locke and at her parents. She's fresh out of an argument with them after being told the news. They are planning on moving away from Locke City... Emi has no choice but to go with them.]

...My family's moving out of Locke, including Dani. [She doesn't have to mention she'll have to go with them too, right?]

We made a home for ourselves here! I made a home for myself. And now, to have to leave...

I'll still be Numbered, at least. We're heading to Las Vegas.

stopinthenameofawe

Who: Melissa and OPEN
When: October 23
Where: Mostly in the area of Harry's apartment; sticking mostly to back alleys
What: Melissa knew she didn't like fire... time to figure out how much.

( that beast inside )

gogoghostpowers

Who: Danny and YOU!
When: October 22nd to 25th, roughly?
Where: Locke City University Hospital
What: Danny's just survived a mafia attack. His family....not so much.
Warnings: uhhh, more angst than I typically go for?

( READIES THE LINKIN PARK )

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.

theearth

Who: OPEN
When: The 18th
Where: The Orbital Tower
What: Explorations!
Warnings: If something comes up, please warn for it in your subject lines!

( Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars )

purestambition

[Saretha appears, looking calm as ever. There is something a bit different about her expression, however. A type of concern that is unexpected from her - any at all, and it is genuine. Whether you are the sort of person to pick up on that, however... well. That is another matter.]

Greetings. I trust most of you are rested from both the recent battle in Las Vegas and our unexpected travel plans.

With the new barrier area open to us, that provides us many new opportunities, and as many threats. I am sure most of you don't have to be told that, but... it is good, for the time being, that we have a place in which we can act from without being potentially gunned at, for now.

On that topic... Albero. The mafia. Clearly, this has to stop. I needn't say that, either. However...

As it stands, we cannot expect the authorities to handle this in our stead. Action must be taken, but... I know since the attacks started in the summer, a number of us have advocated drastic means towards combating them.

Such a thing would be nothing short of suicide for the whole lot of us. No matter how many mafia grunts are killed, even if you're able to lop the head off the snake, more will take their place. Attacks will be twisted against us, just as Albero now twists the media in Locke City to portray us as monsters, vigilantes, and things which people need to be protected against.

Do not give him and his allies even further ammunition, because that is all directed violence against them will cause. It will make it that much harder for us to attain any sort of legitimacy in the public eye, near impossible if dead bodies start turning up with our names and faces attached to them on the nightly news.

We can, however, still fight him. We have vast and powerful tools at our disposal that make us even more dangerous to him than simple brute force. We have people with powers good for more than just killing. We have this Network, which has been utilized against us by him, and... I say it is high time we took its usefulness back in that regard. The ability to communicate in this manner is invaluable, and something he cannot hope to replicate. If anything, I would be shocked if he was not afraid of it.

If we can root out evidence of his connections or crimes, any means of discrediting him in the public eye... then, and only then, can we truly overcome all he is setting against us, which goes beyond even the violence and the crimes against us.

Otherwise, all we continue to do is play into what he wants, and come out looking like the villains he claims us to be.

I will henceforth be putting whatever resources I can into this endeavor. If you wish to lend assistance, by all means - I am seeking your hands towards that end.

knights_king

Hey, all.

[Arthur sat on a couch in his old family home, going through a number of papers, including a few travel guides. He was wearing a familiar suit, the loud sound of a clock permeating through the room. It was, after all, a fairly rustic house and with that came a lot of easily shifted silence. He went quiet just as soon as he talked, putting down the papers he was handling as if he seemed to entirely forgot what he wanted to say.]

I gotta talk about dividing estate with my brother. Anyone know how to do this?

[Private; Emilia]

[Interrupting that, Arthur loosens his tie a little and reached for a tall-neck he had on the coffee table by his phone, which was playing that message.]

Hey, uh. I'm applying for a big job--kinda big. I might be gone a day or two, alright?

arrowpoint

[Liam's looking rather excited and shocked today when he turns on the laptop in his hotel room. It's apparent that he wants to look at the camera to speak to the network, but he's also unable to take his eyes off of whatever it outside the window to the side... which in this case is everything.]

Guys, guys... you will not believe this! I can see like... forever!

gogoghostpowers

[Danny's number is hastily scrawled across some paper--even just from seeing it you can tell how thin and crappy it is. More importantly, though, it has the following printed on it.]

[To the side, the handwriting is messy and frantic.]

quick, somebody tell me the answer to this question I only have 2 minutes left for it and I have no idea what any of these mean!

buildyourworld

We're down to 1 machine, just mine.
Dynames is not in any capacity to mobilize until we fix it.

The tower in Germany is an Orbital Elevator from Tieria's world. It's a solar power generator, space travel station and defense base all in one. I've been given the date 18th October for a supervised exploration trip; this means the German/Austrian police and military officers will be present during the entire trip. If you can't behave in their presence, you will be kick out, so consider this an advance warning. Those who are interested in coming, leave your name in here so I'll have a headcount.

Until then, the Orbital Elevator will be closed and fenced off.

Also, with consideration of the height of the Orbital Elevator, anyone with heart, lung, blood pressure or any respiratory conditions should sit this one out. We will be ten thousands of feet in space, so consider this warning seriously. If you get into any medical condition, we won't be able to provide medical attention quick enough to save your life.

(( OOC: Note from the mods: If you want to get into the Orbital Elevator illegally before 18th October, please contact Kira-mod! ))

( PRIVATE TEXTS to Melissa, Karl, Lily, Fil, Kevin, Amy, L & Xander )

( Log option in Las Vegas )

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