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[personal profile] fridayisyellow
So I still didn't get powers or anything cool like that, but when the power went out I remembered something. I was directing a totally great movie! I wrote it too, of course.

It was pretty cool, but it was all made up. Magic and a bunch of other useless crap. If I made a movie now it would be about something totally completely amazing!

That's why I decided. I'm making a movie about numbers stuff.

Actors are wanted. Auditions are next weekend. Talented and awesome people only.
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[personal profile] pheromonecoffee
[Matt Abbot adjusts the camera on his laptop. He's still in his Vegas hotel room--funny, since a lot of the group has gotten home?

But right now, Matt is in his room with his hoodie zipped up all the way (Matt it's hot, stop). His hair is ruffled and it looks like he's had trouble sleeping, but--

Behind him another another boy is sitting up, rubbing sleep out of his eyes in confusion. He is wearing Matt's pajamas. Please do not ask.]


Good morning, Vegas and good nearly afternoon, Locke City. I have once again implemented a dastardly scheme. Since my last hostage got away from me, I have taken a new one. Except this time it is a Vegas native. I believe he was trying to hero at me or something, but I turned the tables on him and now he is my captive.

I will be returning with him to Locke eventually. In the mean time, I will try to continue more evildoing.

[The video cuts out. Matt knows he's going over the top. People might yell at him becuase Serious Things happened. But fuck it. He needs the amusement and maybe a few people will play along.

Then he switches to text.]


Got out of the hospital yesterday. No permanent damages, just some bruises and a few cracked ribs. Should be home by the beginning of July.

And I'm sorry. I should've had a better eye on things. I hope everybody's okay.


[Replies will also be coming from [personal profile] substitutable! Who has just reapped in with a new reincarnation and has no idea he was being recorded.]
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[personal profile] hungryhunter
Who: Sasha Braus and Connie Springer
What: hanging out at Connie's house
Where: Connie's house
When: Thursday night

there were too many dramatic mcdonald's outings )
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[personal profile] drama8om8
[ It's hard to tell what's brighter - Octavia's smile or the exceptionally ridiculous dress she's currently wearing. They certainly take away attention from the giant jumble of oversized machinery set up in her basement, anyway.

Her hands are clasped behind her back, as though she's hiding something. HOW MYSTERIOUS.
]

I have maaaaaaaajorly super important and vital news. On a scale of one to eight, this is like. Two eights. Firstly: Alan helped me figure out what my eye lasers do. Turns out they make people super unlucky! Who knew.

[ Alan staggers into the shot looking slightly rumpled, apparently willing to confirm this. Unfortunately for him, he does so by tripping over the mess of machinery and promptly disappearing from view. ]

...He'll be fine. That's my alchemiter and stuff, bee-tee-dubs! And it is hells of awesome. Check it out. I can take two items, like a knife and a gun, and make a...

[ She finally reveals what she's been hiding behind her back: a gun with a knife fused to it. ]

...knifegun! That shoots tiny little knives. See?

[ She shoots the knifegun to demonstrate. The tiny knife-bullet ricochets off the basement wall with a ping and heads straight for the unluckiest sap in the room - Alan. Who now has a teeny little knife embedded in his butt. Screeching from both parties ensues as Octavia slams her laptop shut, ending the video. ]

open log

Jun. 14th, 2014 06:31 pm
pheromonecoffee: (Default)
[personal profile] pheromonecoffee
Who? Anyone Matt even kind of likes??? Otherwise completely open tag eachother???
When? Sunday afternoon
Where? Matt's aunt and uncle's place.
What? Graduation pool party!

[It's kind of a last minute thing. His aunt and uncle offer to host it on Sunday, knowing he's leaving on Monday morning. It's going to be exhausting as hell, but Matt's actually really interested in the idea of getting to spend time with his friends.

The downfall is that most of his friends are Numbered. So while his aunt and uncle are pretty used to the fact he's one of them, they still think it's weird when he sends out the invitations by scribbling them down in a notebook to everyone he can feasibly think of who he gets along with:
Family offered a party. Pool involved. 11-6, Sunday. Weather should be nice???
Good food.
No alcohol. Zero alcohol. Do not bring alcohol or illegal substances. I will push you in the pool.
You in?
so one more day down, and everybody's changing )
pheromonecoffee: (Default)
[personal profile] pheromonecoffee
[Matt Abbot sits before you today in a spinny desk chair, illuminated by his laptop screen. If you thought Matt couldn’t get dumber, you were wrong. You were very wrong. He is making good on his threats of stupidity so over the top they’re impossible to believe. Today Matt is wearing a surprisingly well made masquerade-style eye mask, black with a diagonal cut of blue over his left eye. And he is also wearing a surprising well made collared cape, black with a blue lining. He is also just wearing generally nice clothing under it because you can totally dress like a supervillain and still be stylish.

He steeples his fingers, a sly(ish) smile on his face.]


Greetings, Numbered. As I have been recently freed from the mortal prison of mandatory education, I am now free to pursue any future I wish. … Until August because I have already paid my tuition deposit.

But until August, Locke City, you are being watched. I will be your worst nightmare. I will be a supervillain the likes of which none of you have ever seen before. Such dastardly deeds as speaking in a fake New Jersey accent, directing tourists to the wrong streets and ripping tags off mattresses will happen on the streets every day for as long as I remain in its borders. I will accomplish all my good deeds by questionable means, causing me to become a terrible menace who will puzzle philosophy majors because no one can tell if I'm actually being a bad person. [He leans back in his chair, doing his best to look mysterious and dangerous.]

My first dastardly deed will be a kidnapping. Next Monday, June 16th, I will be kidnapping one of your number, heroes, and taking him with me to Las Vegas. If you wish to guarantee his safety, there is room for two others to accompany us on our cross-country trip. If you wish to ensure his safe return to New Jersey, then you may contact me and we will discuss plans.

[And with that the video turns off. However, Matt is still going, typing. He’s posting a selfie, too, of him in graduation robes. He’s got the National Honor Society gold graduation stole and everything.]

Graduation’s next weekend, too. My parents and my aunt and uncle are the reason I can take the trip--the car’s a graduation thing. Being serious for a second, though, if you want to come, the car is big enough that it won’t be an awful trip. Leaving the 16th at 8AM. If you’re under 18, I need parental permission. I’ll text you my number.

text

May. 1st, 2014 06:59 pm
pheromonecoffee: (Default)
[personal profile] pheromonecoffee
Matt's Super Important Survey of Avoiding Studying for the Looming Physics Exam

Name/Alias:
Current Age: a range is good like are you a kid or a teen or a young adult or an adult adult or an old adult?
Occupation: or general like are you in medicine or a student or education or what?
How Long Have You Been Numbered?:
Favorite Food:
Favorite Genre of Music: viral youtube videos count
How Many Seasons of College Have You Seen?: if you are not caught up shame on you
Do You Prefer the [Harry Potter Stand In] Books or Movies?:
Do You Sunburn Easily?: very important
Were Your Parents Honest About Dropping You as a Child?: (all babies get dropped at one point or another)

Echo stuff

Do you remember using magic in your echoes?: or somebody else using it?
What age was the other you?: general range is okay
What was your occupation?:
Do you remember how they died?: seriously i can't be the only person who remembers dying i need some validation here.



This is a very important study into why the hell we're all dealing with this. Your answers are vital and will be recorded and my lab assistants and I will sort through this and report our findings asap.

... speaking of, lab assistants, are you free on Saturday because my aunt and uncle are out and I have a coupon for pizza. I am not letting buy one pizza get a pizza free go to waste.

[005] text

Apr. 9th, 2014 02:56 pm
epimethean: (hold my hand)
[personal profile] epimethean
1. I'm starting to think it might be a good idea to see what is or isn't going on in Las Vegas, if anyone wants to come. I'm not flying, so probably we'll drive, or go by train, or something. It's going to be terrible but I don't want to kick up a fuss at the airport. If you want to come, eighteen years old or with parental permission, please, let's all have some common sense.

2. Is there anyone at all good at...I don't know. Electrical rigging. Wiring. Plugs and adapters and things. Making plugs and adapters and things fit into sockets they wouldn't ordinarily fit into, I suppose.

3. Vaguely related to #2. What happens when you're starting to think you weren't exactly human? I mean. At least, not entirely. Jury's still out on that one.
shineonyou: (GET READY FOR CATPLANT)
[personal profile] shineonyou
title or description

Dear Mun,

Hi, hello~~! I hope you are doing fine and dandy! I know, I know I'm just a brand new muse for you, and you're brand new to RP, but I know you can do it!!! Everybear on this forum looks very super nice, and I think we'll both make lots and lots of friends! ^-^

You just need to write up your app super super quickly, and then we can join in on the fun fun! Go go go!

With love and kisses,
Greetings Bear ;)

((OOC NOTE: uh, hey guys???? i'm JoJo, and idk man i was trying to find like your apps page and shit, since your game looks great. but where is it? like am i just being fucking dumbshit here? also is there somewhere where you guys have saved your apps? since when im working on mine i kinda wanna see some examples, since im new etc etc. we cool???))

[ The above OOC Note is completely IC. ]
somesayinfire: (you never looked like this)
[personal profile] somesayinfire
Holy crap, this month has been busy. I don't even have any poorly tasting mortician jokes to throw at you, numbers club. That's how you know it's been rough.

I guess we're not so secret anymore? I don't even know. I'm trying to keep my status as a member of this thing secret since I still work for the city and all. Not like it's been easy with all these FBI agents swarming around. I'm lucky nobody's tried running me through one of those full-body scans, huh? That'd be a huge red light.

Speaking of huge lights, if you're new to the numbers club, hi! My name's Brooke. I'm a mortician. Most of my work is on the up-and-up, but if past you was undead or anything like that, I can definitely try to help. Things keep going this way and it might be all I do. Anyway, look, sorry I've been gone for so long and sorry I couldn't help much in that big fight. I'm just... glad that I didn't recognize any of the decedents.

Audio/Video

Apr. 1st, 2014 06:52 pm
dragon_blossom: (NO ICE CREAM?!)
[personal profile] dragon_blossom
This is a bad joke. A really... really dumb April Fool's joke.

[ Marina's voice sounds shaken, to say the least, and it's a little muffled. The sound of her laying on a bed, on her side, although you'd have to be a strange sort of expert to figure that out.

She sniffles, the sound of someone who was crying. ]


Someone here is using their powers to play a dumb stupid shitty prank and when I... when I find out...

[ Her voice goes quieter, until the last few words are only just audible. There's the sound of... something being hit. ]

They better fix it! I can't do this! I can't deal with this! This is bullshit!

[ She switches on her laptop's camera, leaning in close enough that her eye is practically taking up the whole thing. A red eye. Yep, definitely a little crying happened.

The reason why just might be apparent when she backs away, her head totally devoid of hair, the look on her face growing manic. ]


Whoever's responsible fess up! Did you bribe Connie to make it look real or did you just start early? This isn't happening, do you hear me you sick fuck?!
wasthatmymom: (pic#6743141)
[personal profile] wasthatmymom
[Action - An alley near McDonalds]

[An alleyway a block or two down from the closest McDonald's to Locke High becomes the site of a series of horrified, guttural screams. It's a young boy's voice, shrieking "My head" over and over in between the shouts of agony. It sounds like someone is being murdered. Of course, this is an alleyway rarely crossed, and thus, no one is around to help him. The screams go on and on until they eventually subside, and by the time anyone can get to him, it's already too late.

Connie is curled up in a ball against a chain link fenced, drenched in the water from a nearby puddle. His crumpled form is a pitiful sight, as he sits motionlessly, hands clinging to his skull. His bare, hairless skull. The giant, man-sized brush is no where to be seen, leaving whatever happened to him a total mystery. At least, if you didn't know of his glorious afro beforehand. Anyone who wants to offer him a hand can, but he doesn't look ready to go anywhere any time soon.]


[Voice - Network]

[A few minutes afterwards, he takes out his phone and addresses the network.]

All of it's gone.

It's all gone, there's nothing left. They took it from me. Everything. Nothing...I'm nothing now...[For the first time ever, the network get's to hear what Connie sounds like when he's not making an ass of himself and joking around. He chokes back a sob.]

What do I do...This is b-bullshit...Why me...?

F-Fro...

[video]

Mar. 30th, 2014 05:37 pm
pheromonecoffee: (Thought ♪ You just let it in)
[personal profile] pheromonecoffee
[TODAY EVERYONE IS TREATED TO A BEAUTIFUL VIDEO OF MATT WITH incredibly blue hair. He is relaxing at his desk and is completely serious looking.]

I am now a member of the cool hair club. If you wish to join, I will help with the dye. The drugstore down the street sells hair dye in blue, pink, purple, orange and green.

[He looks like he's going to say something else. Decides against it. Leans forward as if he's going to turn off the video.

Pauses. Leans back a little again. Looks kind of uncomfortable.]


Advice on not becoming a human sacrifice. Go. [And then he turns off the video feed.]
partyqueen: (u rly need 2 get ur pores under control)
[personal profile] partyqueen
ok so those of u who recognize my number, address me as

idk

"vuitton" instead of the other name I gave u unless we're like in person or something, I'm trying 2 do some fucking damage control from my stupid ass.

tbh I was trying 2 stay away from this place but everyone at school is talking about it 2 the point where I've been skipping a lot, and my mom's freaking out esp since so many ppl died and keeps trying 2 convince her husband to move w/ her to CA .....

also hey what do u guys think about the Vegas stuff? are any of u going??


[ooc: related plotting! sorry for my tardiness. if there's anything you'd like to hash out and discuss, you can PP me at [plurk.com profile] poisonparfait!]

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Mar. 24th, 2014 08:34 pm
drama8om8: (FUCK EVERYTHING MAKING METH)
[personal profile] drama8om8
[ Now that she's no longer an alleged terrorist, Octavia is back home. Therefore today's post is coming from atop her loot pile, once more taking pride of place in her basement.

She doesn't look like someone who's happy to be home. She looks like someone who hasn't been sleeping well and is trying to cover up how horrible she's feeling by acting like her usual obnoxious self.
]

I know everybody is going to be all about that whole pink light in Vegas thing, but I don't care. There's more important stuff to talk about right now! Like the sweet birthday party that is being thrown for Alan this Friday. If you know him and are willing to buy him a sweet birthday present, you are totally invited! It's going to be hells of awesome.

[ She switches to text briefly to attach the address for Alan's house, a list of Tavia-approved suggestions for gifts (mostly Batterman-themed) and a note that the party starts at eight and ends "IDK WHENEVER." Then it's back to video. ]

Annnnnnnnd I meant to show this off forever ago but I kind of forgot. What with that whole thing where there was a thing with an alien and a giant fucking snake and then I got cleared of my terrorism charges and also one of my best friends got brutally murdered. Kind of slipped my mind.

[ She turns her laptop around, pointing the camera at a weird machine set up nearby. ]

It's an alchemiter! Which is used to make cool stuff, but you need a bunch of other dumb machines I don't have. So if any of my beloved soulbonds got similar stuff, we should pool our resources! And also find somewhere communal to put this so everybody can use it and junk. Because I am all about the sharing.
pheromonecoffee: (Music ♪ Inventing new religions)
[personal profile] pheromonecoffee
So we all need a break and some fun right? Anthony and I are going to try to eat an entire cake, and there's a really nice bakery cafe thing on Pine so everyone is also invited to try. I, personally, will take any bets from someone who can finish an entire cake. Any takers?

Also I will be drinking hot sauce and coffee since somebody won't leave me alone about it :|;;;; Who wants to miss that? No one wants to miss that. I'm sure I'll laugh about it in thirty years.

3PM, that one on Pine and 4th.


[Action

No he seriously is waiting there at the cafe for anyone to join him. Because what is stupid adventures without friends?

But the more people come the better it is for the bakery owners, right? Totally. So grab a chair, get some coffee and let us all eat until we are sick. Just be prepared for commentary from the kid.]
deludings: (Hot Foil Trick)
[personal profile] deludings
all of us are here because we're reincarnations
like ok
i get that
i don't mind it
but i wanna ask whoever's in charge of this whole hero business
what's the point in making people forget?
wirsinddiejager: (titantitantitantitantitantitantitantitan)
[personal profile] wirsinddiejager
[Alan's previous text posts have always been from his sketchbook and thus surrounded with drawings and doodles. This one has been written on a blank page and looks weirdly empty in comparison, especially since the post itself is so short.]

during the snake thing if you saw a titan running around randomly breaking shit that was me. I lost control and didnt know what I was doing. sorry if I got any of you guys hurt.

Audio

Mar. 10th, 2014 10:15 pm
dragon_blossom: (A master is out)
[personal profile] dragon_blossom
[ There's some sighing and shuffling, and when she finally talks, it's a bit quiet - even if her parents know that she was out there doing SOMETHING. ]

First... just in case anyone didn't find out, I'm in one piece. I don't... want to say that I'm fine. It was rough, and my dad's in the hospital - he'll live - but he was downtown when it happened. So that was a little intense.

...I don't think anyone saw me doing magic on camera, but apparently my sister saw me fighting with my sword, and... I dunno if I'm gonna be allowed to leave the house for a few days. My parents are worried, and asking a lot of questions, and I'm not sure what answers I can give.

But it looks like all of us are alive? I think so, from what I've heard, and... it's relieving... I mean, people were hurt, killed, but I've gotten really used to all of you.

So take care of yourselves. Even the ones I don't like.

[ Another sigh. She sounds more tired towards the end, voice shaking as she sighs. ]
theearth: (PRETENTIOUS STATUE TIME)
[personal profile] theearth
Who: OPEN.
When: March 9th, Sunday, daylight hours.
Where: The business district of Locke City.
What: An enormous snake monster is pissed.
Warnings: Violence.

[The alien explodes silently - but it explodes.

First in a small cloud of hot (rose-scented) gas - those there to watch its final moments will want to step back.

A ripple in the air pulses - heavily - from where it once was, with absolutely no sound and color, but penetrating force. Anyone standing within two miles of the point of origin will feel a push, with those closest guaranteed to be knocked off their feet and temporarily dazed. Cars swerve and crash. Staff in the nearest office buildings launch into disarray. There’s no shielding from the blast - it can be felt through walls, through structures, in the air, and underground.

And it is felt underground.

The entire business district starts to shake, abruptly, jarred to a stir by some movement. It rises over the span of a long half-a-minute to the magnitude of December’s earthquake.

Tuning Towers experiences the worst of it - windows are smashing and objects are shaking loose and falling from the upper floors.

It finally ends - with screaming - as the head of an enormous pink snake breaks the lobby floor.

It flows its way quickly out of the hole it’s made, breaks itself another hole ever so politely through the main entrance doors, which were not meant to accommodate a twenty-foot-tall-and-wide exitor, and as it draws the last of its tail out after it, the quaking dies down.

It’s now roaring its way through the streets of Locke City’s business district - all several hundred meters of Wise Snake, emerged in the flesh (or stone?).

No regard for the walls of buildings, streetlamps, civilians, stopped and blindly pulled-over vehicles, anything else on its course - in a frantically-awakened, unrestricted rampage.]



[ OOC: This is part two of the Season 1's finale. The first - the assault on the farmhouse - is here; pertinent plot posts one and two. ]

text

Feb. 25th, 2014 07:11 pm
hungryhunter: (pic#6634851)
[personal profile] hungryhunter
important survey

1. r u a robot?
☐ y
☐ n

2. if y, what kind of robot?

3. if ur a robot do u ever get like shut down or something
☐ y
☐ n

4. plz elaborate if u answered y 2 #3, or just explain ur robot sleeping habits or lack of them in general I guess. idk.

5. if u r not a robot what r u and do ur echoes affect ur sleep

6. whats ur favorite restaurant(so theres a q on here 4 every1 ok dont want any1 2 b left out)

plz and thank u this is 4 science

ps heres a checked up box thing ☑

Audio

Feb. 25th, 2014 06:49 pm
dragon_blossom: (Hikaru don't)
[personal profile] dragon_blossom
[ Just audio this time you don't need to see her face, but it sort of sounds like Marina's shuffling around on a bed - in fact she's laying on her side - and her voice sounds kinda bored. ]

...sooo I know it's probably bad of me to like... ask about this when it's a personal, spiritual responsibility and all...

[ Followed by a dissatisfied hum. ]

I've always been bad at picking what to give up for Lent though. It's been a TV show three years in a row now, and I can't just do soda or ice cream like some people. I could, but my parents know that I'm not a big soda drinker, and I eat well and sure, getting my parents off my back isn't what this is for, but getting shit from them about it sucks. Doing the same thing this many times would feel like a cop out to them... hell, to me and God and whoever else too.

Anyone else have this problem? Just me?

[text]

Feb. 25th, 2014 05:48 pm
sun_sun: (Mild interest)
[personal profile] sun_sun
wouldnt it be great if all these crazy powers we keep getting had instructions with them
like I honestly dont know what my limits are at this point
I wonder if theres anywhere I could go to just like crazy let loose
punch a few trees in half
figure out how much I can actually lift
and maybe how invincible I am but how do you test that without getting yourself fucked up
im Cure Sunny and this is jackass
I dunno man
my life is weird


[Private to Russel]

hey man uh
be honest with me here
that mix tape
that you gave me on valentines day
was that like
a valentines day thing
or


[Private to Lily]

so like
how did it go
pheromonecoffee: (Fight ♪ But you are gone)
[personal profile] pheromonecoffee
[Attached is a photo of something that looks remarkably like a gun. No, Matt has not become the proudest new member of the NRA.

He's freaking out a little bit because he has officially had the most fucked up day of his life a little over a week ago. He has never felt more pain in real life or in a memory than when that monster ripped through his persona. And he's not sure it won't happen to him now if he tries to use one again. And that thing... was inside his head? Waiting to break out again? This is not what he asked for. But no one's getting that, right? So he keeps up the deadpan humor and sarcastic attitude because he has nothing else to fall back on.]


Heads up. So there's a monster summoning system that requires you to shoot yourself in the head. The same summoning system knocks you out for a week after you use it. So don't try it at home. Also, apparently I am a harp-playing robot if the "Thou art I and I am thou" thing is to be believed.

If we ever have awards, I at least want a nomination for "most unnecessary side effects to a power."

ETA: Please don't actually shoot yourself in the face. At all.

This is seriously fucked up.


Private text to Phillip

The monsters you summon--they're called Shadows.

[OOC; And trigger warning that Matt is explicitly mentioning that this summoning is p much faking suicide in at least one thread so be careful of that.]
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[personal profile] yerawizarderi
[First and foremost the network is greeted with this face. There seems to be remnants of some kind of white make up that's been frantically scrubbed off. What follows is--]

OCTAAAWIAAAAA!!!!

[Oh he mad.]

You fuckin' TRAMP! Who gawe you the bloody fuckin' right to do this to ME!? You want to fuckin' go? We can fuckin' go. I will not STAND for this lewel a disrespect!

[He's nearly spitting with anger. With the brief pause in bitching, he's going to hold up this little number.]

How did you ewen do it? Who the bleedin' FUCK is your accomplice? Bubblegum bitches? What're you some Marina and the Diamonds knock off, 'cos really, you could not be any less clewer.

[Dropping the poster with Octavia's face on it, he brings his fingers up to rub at his temples. God, he is too hung over for this shit.]

Mark my fuckin' words, Oct, this ain't goin' to be owerlooked, I am gonna make you fuckin' pay if it's the LAST thing I ewer do.
waltharius: (and not be drunk)
[personal profile] waltharius
[ Have some frantic scribbled handwriting, network. Walter is not even trying to keep things neat . Things must be pretty dire. ]

My past self's horse is outside of the window and I'm at school right now. [ 'School' is underlined twice. ] Nobody else in class has noticed yet (???) but they will any second and I have no idea what to do. I'm sure they're going to call animal control or the police or BOTH and I don't want her sent to the glue factory oh my gosh

advice please??

((ooc: walter goes to a little catholic school, not lchs! no horse outside the main public school!))
titansno: and i don't have a waist to speak of (Default)
[personal profile] titansno
[Rachel stares down at her notebook, thinking on this before she begins to write.]

Teen Titans, seriously a damn superhero team.

Six members. Raven, Starfire, Terra, Robin, Cyborg, Beast Boy.

First three are here - me, Kara, Brooke. Are the last three ringing a bell for anyone else?

I want to try to reform the team - maybe just as the Titans.
[she writes out a couple of question marks around this, she's not 100% sure on all the details yet.] I'm 25, the old name doesn't exactly work out so well.

We'd need new members. Is anyone interested?
talkshitgetsis: (39)
[personal profile] talkshitgetsis
It's starting to aggravate me a little.

For a "network" we don't really communicate with each other very well as far as the information most pertinent to our situation goes. Do I have to wait for another earthquake to bury a bunch of people alive before I know what's going on? We're all a part of this, so maybe if some of you thought about speaking up and publicly sharing what you know outside your close friends, other people wouldn't have to get hurt.

This network is a very important tool that I see predominately used for "Check out this thing I got back." or "Let me tell you about x memory about y." Every bit of information should be readily available for everyone to see. You all laughed at me for asking for donations for Wikipedia, but having an open space for important, possibly life saving information is of the utmost importance. When you don't share such information freely, all you're doing is stepping on others and keeping them down whether you admit it or not. Keeping a low profile about anything is only going to get innocent people killed.

I should know whether or not I'm going to have to worry about being killed tomorrow.

I'll close this by stating that I'm anticipated your chorus of boos, and recognize someone like myself doesn't have quite the "clout" for making such a brash statement. That's exactly my point, and I don't really care. I'm just like all of you, just exactly the same. If we're supposed to save the world, we're already setting ourselves up for failure, if you ask me. I urge you to reconsider the way you've been conducting business.

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Jan. 24th, 2014 08:31 pm
schild: (pic#6584375)
[personal profile] schild
[ Scribbled on a piece of paper ]

Wedding Plans!!



  • DATES. Spring? Summer?

  • Colors?? (Ask Karson??) I don't know about that...

  • Flowers? are these really necessary YES! they are.

  • Invitations? Maybe guage gauge interest??

  • Venues. It doesn't have to be a huge thing But still!

Alright, Network. We need help. Have any of you guys ever planned a wedding?

[ And yes, the slightly smaller font is Bertl. ]
wasthatmymom: (pic#7217851)
[personal profile] wasthatmymom
lately I been thinkin' I aint the most productive guy i havent done any cool heroic feats (that u kno about.....) lately and i thought it was time to STEP IT UP and help out

i notice erryday ppl be like "am i crazy" "what is this place" "why do i remember playing tennis w/ shakespeare and his pet dog scruffles"

so i took it upon myself to create a handy guide that's much better than the wall of txt u guys already use

i basically streamlined that into a much easier to read format hope it helps all u newbies

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anequal: (anthony ➵ 1)
[personal profile] anequal
so.

when the doctor checked my head all he said i had was a concussion. last time i checked concussions didn't come with weird dreams/hallucinations/visions/whatever of giant naked ladies chasing you and i definitely didn't know this number before i woke up.

it's either i'm totally crazy now or they gave me the wrong medicine or i'm not actually imagining there's some kind of weird underground society that i'm suddenly part of? is this for real?


[action; Locke City University Hospital]

[This post is made from a hospital room, where one Anthony Albert is lying on a bed with his phone, typing away and scrolling through the network he just discovered. Around his head is some bandages and he's got some bandaids and other small scrapes on his face and hands from his light accident with a bad driver earlier.

This is nuts. He's also bored. The boy tosses his phone down on the mattress after a few minutes and rolls onto his side with a loud sigh.]


I'm definitely going insane.

voice;

Nov. 23rd, 2013 11:37 pm
schild: (are you kidding me right now)
[personal profile] schild
So it's looking like more and more of us remember stuff like giants and titans and the 3DMGs and the Survey Corps... I was thinking maybe we should all get together and share what we know with each other? Maybe we can have a better idea of what this "world" was and why all our past lives had that in common. Who knows, we might learn something that can help us out now.

Obviously, we're all in a bit of a bind with how tough things are, but since Bertl and I can't really go outside... maybe you guys could come here? You guys can bring some snacks and stuff and we'll just talk about things. I mean, I know our memories can get kinda gruesome, but it'll help to share and know you're not alone, right?

Of course, uh, this means you guys are gonna have to see my face, so... let me know if you want me to show you now so you don't flip out in front of all of us, haha.

[ That's... a thing that happened, yeah. ]

So, whaddya say?
somesayinfire: (if you're gonna come for us)
[personal profile] somesayinfire
You might be looking at the new mortuary assistant for Locke City morgue, if all goes well, numbers club.

[yeah, Brooke seems pretty pleased with things. she's dressing casual today, which mostly just means no tie and unbuttoned shirt cuffs.]

I know, I know, the network is not my blog, but I've got news. I just applied for an open position working for the city morgue. It pays a lot better and I'll have a lot more records to access. It's also higher profile and a lot more official than my current job, so, uh, that's not great news for my social life. But I might be able to help us all out a lot more when it comes to gathering information, and that's kind of awesome.

I also echoed back some more powers, so if anybody needs help... I don't know, moving boulders around or something, feel free to give me a call. [she moves her right hand up, twisting her wrist in a "whatever" gesture.] And if anyone in the city asks, this is a prosthetic. A really, really good prosthetic.

[after a moment's pause, she holds up a golden trophy.]

Oh yeah, and I guess the person I used to be was really good at pizza. I'm gonna take this as a sign and order one. Any pizza is a personal pizza if you try hard enough.

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Nov. 20th, 2013 05:40 pm
dirtdevil: (a slightly shittier parallel universe)
[personal profile] dirtdevil
you know, i kinda assumed the completely random "vision" could be chalked up to a contact high. with all the smelly potheads that hang out on campus, i wouldn't be surprised. and yet here i am, connected to some kind of super internet, where i now have the opportunity to talk to other people who have also had non-drug-induced brain spasms, and presumably have also seen some weird shit followed by a long number. i'm hoping the people on this "internet" are at least a little more intelligent than the ones on the regular internet. (cats are still ok)

anyway, it looks like my past life must have sucked ass. i can take the creepy flashbacks, but it would be nice if it didn't keep happening at inopportune times, like during exams or while i'm taking my grandma to bingo. christ, i was just trying to get a hot dog the first time. i couldn't even eat it afterwards because all i could see was blood all over it. fucking gross.

thanks for the invite to the secret club, i guess. i don't have to come to any meetings, do i?

oh yeah, and something about evil giants apparently? god, no wonder the world ended. someone probably just gave up and pushed the 'fuck it' button.
hungryhunter: (pic#6634856)
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Who: Sasha Braus and Connie Springer
Where: McDonald's
When: Sunday night
What: Sasha bugs her BFF at work.  

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drama8om8: (Roger that)
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[ The post opens with a handy little form letter custom-designed by Octavia for people to fill out. Enjoy. ]

Not an IC cut! )

[ That done with, she switches to audio. ]

Just thought I'd cut down on the lecture time for everybody. Because while I am sure all of you are oh-so-fucking ready to sate your massive told-you-so boners, I actually have stuff to say! Like "thanks for being super cool badasses and saving us, rescue teams." And "wow those photos being shown on the news are unflattering as fuck." And "please remember we just spent days in solitary confinement thinking we were going to have our brains scooped out." Which means yes! Alan and I are entirely aware of how quote-dumb-unquote my plan was and all the implications of it and blah blah blah don't waste your fucking time fussing at us.

I also want to point out that like. Somebody would have got caught at some point anyway, right? Like this whole deal was only ever going to last so long. And if it had to be somebody it was good that the captives were us! People who didn't fucking talk even a little, no matter what they threatened us with. People who were brave and cool at all times! People who could contact the outside without writing a number in blood or snot or whatever and blowing this whole shitfest operation. You are welcome.

[ There's a half-uttered syllable, then a soft mmgh as she apparently rethinks what she was going to say. Then, in a falsely lighthearted tone: ]

And, uh. Since like. My face is out there anyway I don't really have shit to lose as far as that is concerned! So what if we had me record a message saying that we ain't terrorists. Maybe explain our deal a little or something? And then put it on Youtube or send it to the press or whatever. Like, if there is a way to do that safely and securely and not get caught. And if people think that's a good idea and not me being fucktarded, haha! And stuff.