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[Hello Network, it's your favorite person, midlife crisis man aka Mr. Locke! Yup, officially being 43 and winter drawing close has made that pesky crisis decide to rear its ugly little head again.]

I've a peculiar inquiry, one posed for an acquaintance in need of information. [Not like it's for him.] It's regarding the matter of tattoos. My knowledge on the topic is minimal at best and google can only prove so reliable. Now the--

[The sound of a door opening in the background cuts him off. Why it's none other than Lloyd Irving.]

Hey, Mr. Locke, my dad says he wants me to he--

[Lloyd gets shushed and motioned to come inside. Tattoo questions first; other talk later. Right before the door fully closes, a fly manages to get inside the classroom. Ugh. Some shifting sounds can be heard as Richard rolls up a newspaper with the intent to slay the menacing beast (super hearing makes them go from annoying to evil).]

Those of you who've had them done, how long had it taken for the tattoo to be completed? What design had you chosen and what would you suggest for someone uncertain of what they want? And are there any parlors in Locke City which are particularly reputable?

[Fly decides to perch itself right smack dab in the middle of Richard's desk. Poor, poor unfortunate bug and its tragic fate. The deadly newspaper gets raised...]

Any information would be appr--

[...And falls full force down on the fly!!

CRACK.

Silence...

That is, until Lloyd shatters it seconds later.]

That was your desk! It's not supposed to break like that, right?!

...Ah ...N-no, it's not...

[No, newspapers should not be able to crack wooden chemistry desks in half...]

Holy shit! That's like that karate move but it was the whole desk with a newspaper!

Ah...

[...Where's a carpentering echo when you need one...]

truthandlogic

[Miles definitely hated the fact that there was even a need to make such a post, but after what Danny did, it was rather necessary to at least inform that it wasn't permanent and also to clear up a few things that had been said. Of course he does have a few choice things to say to some people.

It just takes a bit of time to get over the horror after reviewing that video. That and the echo he received from it that really gave a bit too much information. That is why it takes some time before he says this to the network, and he also had to let his voice recover from Danny's shouting with Issac and Miria.]

For those who might be concerned, Danny did somehow find his way back to where he actually belongs and I am back to my normal self again. That sort of behavior would definitely not be normal for me.

Since it was asked, no I would not sue him or the girl who suggested crashing my car. Or press charges. [Mostly because trying to explain that one in court would be quite interesting.] I would, however, recommend that he or anyone else who gains a similar ability think over what they do because it could do harm to the person they possess.

Also, I would appreciate it if that video of his is never spoken of again to me.

healspec

Everyone here has been hearing the constant buzzing, yes? It is driving me crazy and I can't be the only one. It is also getting worse instead of better.

I think we need to find whatever is causing it and stop it.

Who wants to help?

lightsoflife

For anybody new to this network, my name is Naomi Kaufman. I work down at the city forensics lab, and I'm here to gauge interest in an idea I've been considering lately.

For the scientifically minded among us and/or other parties interested in finding more about what's going on here, what would you say to the idea of collaboration? I suspect - or at the least, I hope - that research and experimentation may bring to light new information about our situation.

For example: previously it was found that the chemical they added to the water in August seems to react specifically to those on this network, which implies (but doesn't confirm) that there may be a physiological difference between us and people outside this conspiracy. But if that difference exists, is that an inherent difference or somehow imposed? If the latter, what about us has changed?

And that's only from the matter of the water. There's bound to be more to be found from previous events and findings, although I'm not well experienced with anything else. Still, it may be that by pooling resources or specific areas of expertise and looking more closely at evidence we have already, we may be able to discover new information about this whole business.

I can't promise that this will go anywhere, but if it does then it would also require that people volunteer avenues of investigations - potential experiments, results of past echoes, suspicious items or samples from previous incidents like the water in August. Someone brought up the matter of trying to find out more about those who have experienced changes transforming them into something other than human, but that would require the cooperation of those who already exhibit nonhuman traits. All of this is strictly voluntary, of course.

If you're interested in this idea and/or in contributing something - ideas, resources, anything - please speak up.

nekromanteia

[Jade had spent months prioritizing the matter of his arm and why a spear could now simply manifest from it at will. So pressing was the matter of this anomaly and the effect on his health that Jade had nearly discarded the involvement of that mysterious number entirely.]

[Nearly.]

[After what must have been his fifth clean physical and third clear X-ray, Jade had finally decided to investigate the other route of determining answers. Instead of decoding the number as he'd intended, Jade instead stumbled upon the network. So that was how he'd spent some number of hours, silently watching and gathering information. Once he'd determined the reasoning behind his circumstances as well as a reason behind that god-awful buzzing. But the possibility of lingering problems still tugged at his mind; while he wasn't one to seek outside consultation, the doctor couldn't quite help typing in the number on the laptop in front of him.]

Good evening--this is Jade Balfour speaking.

There's something that I've been wondering. Has anyone thought to examine the physical or psychological effects of these pulses, echoes, or whatever terminology you prefer? The former of the two is what interests me far more, I must admit. Given the apparent range of effects, it certainly does seem as though some could have an adverse effect on one's health.

talktothedoll

Who: Mort Yokugawa, the monster he accidentally created, and whoever wants to come help him stop the thing.
Where: Various places around town, with the actual fight taking place in a park somewhere.
When: Early evening, October 10.
What: Mort accidentally created a monster and needs help bringing it down. Subthreads for tracking the monster, fighting the monster, and the aftermath inside.
Warnings: Monster-fighting might get messy.

( Who ya gonna call? Wait, no, it's not a ghost... )

gainingmomentum

So for my own curiosity, and for the sake of other people in this little Numbers Club, I thought it'd be a good thing for those of us in public service positions to make ourselves known so we know who we can trust on the job, and who others can trust if they need help. Strictly voluntary - if you don't want to point yourself out, that's fine too. I don't know about any of you folks, but I rather like knowing who all is on my side.

And I suppose if any civilians have questions for any of us, have at asking.

[OOC: Posting format is akin to a CR meme - characters introduce themselves and tell their position and any other information they want to share.]

talktothedoll

[The webcam feed opens, and Mort looks a bit ashamed of himself.]

It would seem that I...well, I seem to have forgotten everything about these numbers and this network for the past couple of weeks. It's somewhat alarming, really.

[He sighs.]

I apologize if you came in looking for help with anything and I gave you a difficult time about it. I'm now leaving a few notes for myself in the event it happens again. Don't worry--it's nothing personally identifiable or dangerous to keep lying around, but it should be enough that I won't immediately start treating anyone talking about numbers and strange powers as delusional.

My office usually isn't open on Sundays, but given the circumstances, I'm here now. If you need to talk--or if I may have made things difficult for you this past week, please, stop by. If anyone's experiencing any new developments they're having trouble with, again, please feel free to stop by.

[There's another pause, as though what he's about to say next rubs his sense of ethics the wrong way.]

If circumstances call for it, I can...er, I can reassure your family members that everything's under control and that they've got nothing to worry about with these changes.

[There. He didn't outright say he'd lie for anyone, but that's basically what he means, loath as he is to admit it.]

truthandlogic

[Included is a link to a picture of Edgeworth's Steel Samurai figurine which looks like this. It's posed like the logo there since there isn't a really good screecap of the figurine itself. From the surroundings, it is evident that it is a good sized figurine and well-crafted.]

This recently appeared in my home. I have attempted to find information on it but about all I can tell is that it is a warrior of some sort, more than likely a samurai. If anyone can identify its origins or provide any other information about it or what it depicts, I would be in your debt.

I also wish to find out if there are any plans being made to do anything about the tremors that are being felt within the Tuning Towers. One also has to wonder if there would be a concern about if the structural integrity of the building will remain intact.

[At the bottom there are a couple of dots, as if he was considering saying something else but decided against it.]

theearth

Who: Any and all!
Where: The site of Tuning Towers (and/or en route accordingly), at the heart of the business district in Locke City's downtown.
When: September 22nd and onward.
What: Following that mysterious buzzing sound to its strongest point! Perhaps you made plans with numbered associates for a trip downtown, or perhaps you went a-wandering alone to follow the noise yourself - surely you'll hardly be the only one.

( THE BUZZING INTENSIFIES. )

truthandlogic

Who: Miles Edgeworth (

truthandlogic, Karl Aurion/Richard Locke (

flamberge)
Where: Tuning Towers
When: September 23rd, afternoon
What: After following the buzzing sound, Edgeworth gets hit with a double whammy of crappy echoes.
Warnings: Mentions of violence in one of Miles' echoes.

( Pretend something witty is here )

dododo

[ This expression is a mixture of concerned and confused - very confused. And on the tired side, because he's just come home in the early morning from a long shift but. That's not important. ]

There is a police box in my living room.

...

One of those old telephone boxes they had in London to get a hold of the police, I mean.

[ Which is probably what he's staring at, and he turns the phone around for the network to get a look. And, yep, there it is, smack in the middle of the room, in the brightest of blues, if on the worn side. And very much in the way. ]

I can't open it.

[ He walks over, tries the doors again, both pushing and pulling. ]

Nope.

No one happens to have a key they don't know where it goes to?

[ That's mostly a joke. He sighs, and places his hand on one of the edges. ]

These... Pulses have almost always seemed fairly nonsensical. But I can understand notes, weapons, songs and stories, memories or whatever you're supposed to call them that make no sense and have no context. But this? A police box I can't even open? What is the point of that? Are they trying to tell me I was a police in my past life.

[ That he's still not sure what believe, if that actually is the case with all of them.

He finally turns the camera back on himself. ]

Any theories? I'd be glad to hear them. Or maybe someone has any tips on what to tell people who visit.

[ Maybe he should get rid of it but there's... some part of him who absolutely does not want to do that.

He presses his lips together, and ends the recording. ]

somesayinfire

[through the open window of Brooke's apartment, any listeners might be able to hear the faint sounds of Sunday night traffic. there's the additional sound of plastic against wood and the selfsame window sliding closed, then some fumbling noises as she gets her phone back into position.]

Sorry I've been off the grid lately, numbers club. No sense in hiding it anymore, I guess. I can't move my arm, and it's because of an echo. That means I can barely work and I definitely can't drive. I guess if nothing else, it's giving me killer legs. [she puts on a weak smile, and that might translate through to her voice, but it's gone as soon as it showed up.]

If anyone was planning on getting any mortuary benefits from me, that's kind of... off the table. At least for right now. I hear prosthetic technology is pretty good, if it comes to that. That's not why I'm finally getting back in touch, though.

I was downtown today and I could swear this ringing in my ears was getting worse the longer I was down there. And I haven't had tinnitus at all—I mean, okay, everyone has it, but mine hasn't ever been this bad. I got that favorite feeling of ours right before I started hearing it, so it could be because of some echo that I haven't figured out yet, but... I don't know.

Do you think one of you guys could head down there and corroborate this story? I'd go again myself, but I look really suspicious and I'm not exactly eager to draw the attention of any cops right now.

lightsoflife

As anyone reading this may know by now, the issue of the tainted water has been dealt with. Thanks to everyone involved in the tipoffs. Some notes about the water, now that it's over:

According to the work we did in the lab, the substance added to the water supply can be detected but cannot be filtered out through any known means.

When either the substance or the substance/water solution came in contact of a sample of my own DNA, a strange reaction occurred. I can't say much more about that since this part of the testing was conducted quickly, informally and off the record. But it corroborates what I've heard from Dr. Solus, who's also suggested that it only affects those of us who can access this network.

That may say a few interesting things on its own. I've had suspicions to this effect since I first read about the water, but the fact that there exists a drug that affects only us implies that something is different about our physiology that was targeted in the past month - and it's a good bet that those who were putting it into the water know that. The hows and whys and even the whens, however, are still unknown.

Unfortunately, further analysis hasn't yielded any more useful information. Whatever they put in the water, it's not common.

dancingonapin

I must be bloody well insane to think that this is going to work, but I suppose I really have no choice now, do I?

[Francis is scribbling some curvy cursive handwriting across a notepad; he was somewhat thankful that he always kept a notepad and pen on him, for emergencies. Though he hadn't thought he'd be needing it for an emergency of this nature...]

If anyone can actually see this, I need some help. I was out on the streets, walking from the coffee shop after my night classes were complete, and I was attacked by two men- one armed with a firearm, though I think it was filled with blanks. He fired a warning shot near me, but I don't see any evidence of a bullet hole anywhere.

They took my phone, they took my wallet, and they beat the ever-living piss out of me. I can't call for any authorities, I can barely move, and I'm a bit isolated here.

[As he writes, blood is dripping from his nose. Wiping it with the back of his hand, blood smears begin getting mixed in with his writing as it appears on the page, though he's not aware of it. He hardly thinks this is going to work, let alone show everything that shows up on the page, writing or blood.]

If someone could send the police... or an ambulance, or both, I would really appreciate it. Lord, this is why we need pay phones. I'm not even sure if anybody can actually see this... Ugh, Francis, of course they can't see this, you're writing to yourself in a notebook.

Well, in case this somehow actually works.

[Francis writes down the address he's located near on the notepad, along with some brief directions to his exact location, and then sets aside his pen, slumping back against the alley wall in frustration.]

caosgo

[Emmanuel's sitting at his desk at home, in casual clothes, looking a little bit apprehensive. Despite having a job that technically requires public speaking, he's never really addressed the network like this before. But since he hosted the last meeting, there doesn't seem to be a point in hiding his face anymore. There's a rustle of paper, and he looks down. He actually wrote down a few things to say to make sure he'd cover them.]

Hello, everyone. If we haven't met yet, I'm Reverend Hall. [he reaches up to scratch the back of his head.] I'm the minister at St. John's downtown, which is where we had the last meeting. Also, for anyone new, self-defense lessons are held there every Wednesday night.

We discussed a lot of important things the other week, but I noticed something we missed. It seems like the F.A.Q. that gets passed around hasn't updated in a while. I'm not sure if the person who wrote it is still with us...

[he trails off here, frowning, then holds up a hand.]

I mean--not in the morbid sense. Just that they may have forgotten everything. Been...disconnected? I'm not sure we have a term for that yet. Anyway, uh--

[okay, he's rambling. Time to check the list.] I just meant to say that it should probably be updated with a few things, especially since we seem to be getting more new people every day. If necessary, I can take over recording anything important that happens so other people can have the information. This is pretty critical now, I think, because things have been getting steadily more dangerous.

[he sobers here, visually, sitting back and straightening his shoulders.]

I just want to impress it upon everyone, even if you've just connected and you think this is all a joke--there's no harm in being cautious. Please. I don't think any of us want to see anyone else get hurt, or worse. I know someone was trying to gather information on what all of us have to offer, but I'm not sure how far that's gotten. I get that some people still want to be cautious about letting people know who they are here, but if you have any sort of medical expertise, connections, that kind of thing, and you feel brave enough to offer, please do. At the meeting I proposed a mutual fund for anyone that needs it, as well. I can keep track of it, though ideally someone who knows more about making bank accounts untraceable might want to handle that...it could be for anything from emergency food to contact lenses for people who can't really hide their changes.

[as Emmanuel keeps speaking, he gets less hesitant and more focused. He finishes with his hands clasped on the desk in front of him.]

Other than that, I was wondering if anyone had an update on the water situation. I know there was talk about dropping the information to the media, but did that pan out?

[he also writes in a link to said FAQ after his post.]

snakeintallgrass

Excuse me.

[ the video feed is turned on, revealing a pale young woman with long white hair and piercing blue eyes. she speaks in cool, level tones: ]

Before we begin, allow me to make a few things clear. I've reviewed the archives thoroughly, so there's no need for edification. I've given it some thought and come to terms with its existence, so there's no need for explanation. As such, all that remains is an introduction.

[ she sits back, elegantly crossing her legs. her facial expression does not budge in the slightest.

given her bare knee and the angle of the camera, it is entirely indiscernible whether she is wearing pants or not. ]

My name is Yousha Hida. My skillset lies entirely in the perception of the truth behind truths - in detecting the axioms responsible for forming any consistent system, and through inductive logic understanding the universe they create as a result.

[ she uncrosses her legs, then crosses them in the opposite order. it is becoming increasingly unlikely that she is wearing pants. ]

There. That should be sufficient, hmm? So with that settled, I'd like to ask the network's opinion on a matter.

[ she leans forward, her blue-eyed gaze intensifying. ]

What it is that makes something "true?" Suppose a man says his wife will die tomorrow. The next day, she develops a freak cough and passes away. Were his words "the truth?" The statement was true in retrospect, of course, but it seems to have been by chance. Now suppose the same man says the same words - but when the disease does not kill her, he takes matters into his own hands. Are his words now the truth, now that he has ensured their validity? What if he intends to kill her, but dies himself? Perhaps it is best to just consider him on that first day, before his wife's fate has been decided. What is it that decides, in that moment, if he is telling the truth?

[ the beginnings of a smile spread across her face. it is not entirely pleasant. ]

Thank you for your time.

[ and with a single dainty hand, she reaches out and stops the recording.

what a pretentious ass. ]

lightsoflife

[Naomi doesn't jump into things right away upon discovering the secret network, but she doesn't go through everything thoroughly either; there's too much to do that right away. So far she's browsed a little, skimmed here and there, looked at a few recent posts on the network and anything that seemed important...and she's still wrapping her head around everything, so now it's time to go a little deeper and start asking questions.]

My name is Naomi Kaufman, and I've just discovered this network of sorts in the past few days. Much like anyone else, I'm here looking for information.

I happen to work at a forensics lab. My work tends to bring me in contact with the police here and I understand it's said that they aren't on the straight, so any details I can get regarding their activities and who can or cannot be trusted would be appreciated. What do they know about whatever's going on here? If I'm at risk of being wrapped up in something, I'd rather know about it sooner rather than later.

I'd also like to hear more details about this conspiracy - for lack of a better word - and the ongoing events in this city. How safe is it here? What's the nature of any suspicious events committed by the supposed enemy here, and for what purposes are they done? Is that even known? I've done some reading, but unfortunately I haven't been able to find much of an exact nature.

And if this is some kind of hoax after all, congratulations. I don't know how you've managed to set this up, but it's certainly elaborate. Quite the air of intrigue you've managed to cultivate.

rota

[Well, Toni never expected her first post on the network to be something like this. But it seems like Nick and Kotetsu aren't outing her, so she can still maintain a degree of anonymity here.]

On the case of Ms. Candy: I regret to inform everyone that there are no official records of her arrest, and the last sign of her had been muted security footage of her being transferred from the station to a police vehicle. Unfortunately, there was no way to tell where this car was headed, or where it is now.

No people have been identified from the footage, save for Chief Simon Edward and Det. Jason Sherman, the former of which I believe we should all know from the murder of Mr. Paul Ben.

Should there be more information in the future, I will not hesitate to share it here.

My condolences to Ms. Candy's family and friends.

Please be careful everyone.
Nat Grey

ETA (08/19, 1400hrs): It has come to my attention that Det. Sherman is not human. His race or species is unknown as of this time but I will attempt to look further into this.

[Welp, there goes her monicker. Hopefully it wont point to her.]

detectivetroll

[After investigating the Candy thing, Nick's... having difficulty. Kotetsu's reaction had been to get drunk, but Nick's had been to think. He still doesn't know exactly where he stands, so he'll leave explaining the missing woman situation to Kotetsu, but as far as he knows, no one's mentioned the connection between the water and what the police are looking for.

He can at least do that much.]

I'm sure no one needs to be told again, but be careful about the water thing.

I saw two police officers arrest a girl just for laughing too hard. They said they've be warned about an illegal drug going around, and the signs of it are hysterical laughing and hallucinations. They were taking her in to do a special drug test.

truthandlogic

[Miles wasn't exactly one to just jump into a situation without at least looking where he was going to jump first. He had just started remembering the numbers again recently and had been keeping an eye on the network, but he had been wary of the whole thing. At the very least he won't need to be convinced he's not crazy because he'll keep those thoughts to himself.

But considering some of the recent things he's seen, he cannot continue to ignore this no matter how much he wishes he could. Deaths had happened and people who were acting in self-defense may be accused of murder.]

I have already perused the records of this network and have no need to be brought up to speed or warned about the water since that would be a bit late. Unless there happens to be something that has not been mentioned on it for all to see yet.

I am, however, available if any have need of an attorney after some of the more recent events or in the future. Please do not hesitate to contact me even if you feel you cannot afford legal assistance.

[He then switches it over to video and his business card can be seen, it says Miles Edgeworth, Attorney at Law, Edgeworth and Co. Law Offices and then the firm's address. Then his desk and cell numbers are given and he wrote in precise and neat handwriting his number on the network below that. He can't be seen at all since he hates recording pictures of himself no matter what the medium. He then switches back to audio and turns off the feed. He's not one to socialize, after all. That's why he hasn't made himself known before now.]

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