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[personal profile] youngestone
ACTION: CLOSED TO FAMILY/ANYONE AT THE THORSSON'S

Here )

NETWORK

[After a shower, a lecture, and a good few tears, Killian gets on his laptop]

Uh. I’ve been found. I’m back. No need to look for me anymore.

[No apology for leaving since really, he’s not sure who cares beyond his family]
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[personal profile] proudbraveandtall
[It's the first time Hjalti's ever used the network with a video post, but he's getting desperate. It's also the first time he's accessed the network from a device that's not his phone or his laptop - he's on one of the computers in Thorir's house, and it's got a webcam and he's activated it because he's pretty damn serious about this. Whatever's going on, he's obviously tense, probably worried, a little angry, but definitely has a purpose in mind with this.]

Anyone out there, if you, uh, if you know Killian Ryan - he was supposed to meet me today, but he didn't show and he didn't call. I came over to the house and it- [Pause. Things are gonna be okay, things are gonna be okay...] Something happened, his phone is still here, and so's his cat, but some of his stuff is missing. With everything that's been going on lately-

[Yeah, he probably doesn't need to continue that, does he? Deaths and the police and the media and just the usual madness of being numbered, it's enough to make anyone worried.]

We're trying to find him. He needs to be here, with... his family.

[Please send his son back to him.]

[After that's done, though, it's time to call his brother. There's definitely going to be problems with this.]

text;

Apr. 29th, 2014 09:20 pm
mysteltinn: (23)
[personal profile] mysteltinn
[Text posts from Owen again? Never a good sign]

winry doesn't remember her pulses anymore. told her about my numbers tho, and she believes me. so could be worse.

thought any people she knows on here would wanna kno

closed;

Apr. 23rd, 2014 07:59 pm
orangehoodie: ((ken) 12)
[personal profile] orangehoodie
who: Owen and Ken
where: some sketchy part of town they ended up at
when: fowarded to late Friday night
what: Owen and Ken meet up and started walking together! unfortunately, they run into the wrong person at the wrong time and this wrong person has a gun and he wanted to mug them. or something.
warnings: guns! violence, and injury!

there's no anger to turn into strength this time )

text;

Apr. 16th, 2014 04:40 pm
mysteltinn: (19)
[personal profile] mysteltinn
[A text post from Owen? Never. But after kinda traumatizing a newbie with a mirror he's being careful today]

So, everyone being kinda surprised that aliens can be pretty chill? Remember: the Space Elves on Galaxy Quest were our first contact, and they were pretty cool. Even with their inability to understand our human feels.

Not that scifi is really my genre, but it's never cool to be a species-ist.
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[personal profile] dragon_blossom
[ The video is on a laptop camera, of moderate quality, with Marina sitting in a chair looking into it, annoyed. Behind her, the bed is somewhat visible, and on it is the edge of some armor, just the armor portions, fairly lacking in actual coverage. Sure, the armor's magical, and Marina's well aware that they all survived some shit that was pretty bull, but... with this? ]

So, who here knows much about armor? I've got this little... breastplate and shoulder armor combo thing here, and it's not much but I don't even know how to put this shit on. Like, it got magicked onto me in the past, and it's not doing that now, so I'm trying to figure out how to do that, and if it's even worth it.

It doesn't look very comfortable, but if it's magical, I think I want it.

[ She shifts the laptop to look more fully at it, and walks over to hold up the pieces. They've got the appropriate straps, but frankly, she's kinda lazy.

Marina walks back up, and sits herself down again in front of the camera. ]


Also, I got more giant robot memories, and it seems kinda... like it'd clash with the whole, y'know, magical knight thing. Right? It's some weird shit.
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[personal profile] adquartum
[Well this is... unusual. Using the camera's function, Lamont bows his head just slightly in greeting... though he cannot be positive who it is he is greeting.]

Hello. My name is Lamont Alexander, lately of Oxfordshire.

I... cannot say I know whom it is that I address, and as such, I apologize if I in any way if I overstep my bounds by posting here. I don't wish to break some rule by it, only perhaps find some answers.

I am wondering what this form of communication might be? And who might use it? I hope that, should anyone be able to receive this transmission, we can speak as friends, and reduce the strangeness of all this.

[Wisdom might come with time... better to know the people one was in a situation with than what the situation was, really.]

Odd as sending a message to no particular recipient may seem, I do look forward to making your acquaintance- whomever may reply. Thank you.
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[personal profile] mysteltinn
Who: Owen Thalberg and Jesse Ellias
Where: The grocery store
When: April 7th
What: Mistaking Jess for a certain spiky haired thug, Owen does something stupid
Warnings: Teenage stupidity, some violence

Mistaken stupidity )

open;

Mar. 29th, 2014 01:03 pm
orangehoodie: ((ken) 03)
[personal profile] orangehoodie
who: ken and YOU
what: ken has run-ins with a couple of those weird aliens (the toothpicks and tokidoki), and YOU, the unfortunate passerby, gets caught up!!
when: March 30th and onwards; you can specify the date if you'd like!!
where: around town (the outskirts of the business district, near the library or school)
warnings: fighting? should be nothing out of the ordinary!

toothpicks: when you hear 'heads up' don't actually look up )

tokidoki: even allergies aren't this bad )

Video

Mar. 27th, 2014 02:58 pm
not_good_not_wicked: (:<)
[personal profile] not_good_not_wicked
[Marisa looks pissed. No doubt there is a reason for it.]

Important bulletin: Ryou Bakura is an asshole. As such, I will no longer be dating him.

But if you were waiting for your chance, I wouldn't bother if I were you.

[As a small OOC note, it wasn't super obvious they were dating in the first place unless you go to LCHS, in which case it'd be pretty easy to notice.]
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[personal profile] twelfthspark
[Instead of Arlene's face, the video is a lovely view of a crappy popcorn ceiling; the phone must be sitting on something (her bed, actually.) From the sound of it, she's not far away, and she sounds panicky.]

This is a disaster. Is this another echo? Don't answer that, I already know. I got that gross feeling again right before this happened.

[She picks up the phone, revealing that a long section of her hair on either side is standing up in a way that would normally require glue or wires, giving the impression of antennae, or perhaps thin curved-back horns.]

They won't go away! I've tried basically everything short of cutting them off--I can't just cut chunks of my hair off, I have rehearsal tomorrow!--and it keeps popping back up like this. I can't go to class looking like a freaking bug! How do I fix it?!
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[personal profile] endthiscycle
Who: Owen Thalberg, Winry Thalberg, and Killian Ryan
When: March 25
Where: The Thalberg residence
What: The twins invite Killian over to star on their show and play games.
Warnings: MARIO PARTY DESTROYING LOVE.

I swear to fucking God )
youngestone: (Aiming)
[personal profile] youngestone
[Those sounds you hear are him unpacking stuff.]

So, uh, anyone wanna bet on Vegas being the next Town of Crazy Numbered Hijinks? I mean, that light looked pretty similar to the stuff that shot up from here a few months ago. Does this mean it's less of a "Locke City" thing and more of a--what the hell.

[More rustling and then he flips the feed to video to show off a sword]

I am getting really tired of finding stuff in places when it wasn't there a week ago. Pulses I can handle. Finding swords in my suitcase or boots under the bed or bows in the closet, not so much. Next it'll be axes in the freezer or something, I swear to God.

[Siiiiigh]

Anyone, d'you think the pink light means it's an Earth thing and not just a Locke City thing?
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[personal profile] disdainfully
Who: OPEN!!! Anyone and everyone is welcome here, please drop in!
When: March 15th.
Where: The Thorsson backyard.
What: Sparring! Characters who have no weapons yet but want to try out something, or who want to try out new weapons, are welcome as well!
Warnings: Violence.


Imagine that there was a network post asking for people to come to a afternoon of sparring and training/trying to force echoes. There was a specific emphasis in the post for people to not bring powers or firearms into the mix, only all kinds of short range weapons - swords, axes, knives, maces, halberds, anything really. A part of the idea, as was explained, was not only to provide a place to try out different weapons but also to have multiple people use weapons in a small area, allowing for battle echoes.

So the day has come! The place is the backyard of the Thorsson's downtown store/private buildings, a relatively large areal closed off with buildings belonging to the family on all sides.

There are all kinds of weapons - real ones and some larp weapons as well - on a table in a corner of the backyard that cannot be used for sparring since swings, a sandbox and a bench are located there. Protective gear like chainmail and helmets can be found as well. Some refreshments in form of apples, juice boxes and bananas, all in open boxes, have been placed next to them along with water in bottles.

So those that brought no weapons can borrow those proffered, and those that brought their own ones can try out others as well.


[OOC: Please post your own thread starters and tag each other!]
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[personal profile] mysteltinn
So, I got an echo yesterday! And... seriously I think I just found a game manual from another world!

[He holds up a travel battered old journal. Sheets of parchment are sticking out. Just barely the title can be read: Manual of Justice.]

I mean seriously, listen to this:

"Every ally hurt within a hundred paces adds a power multiplier. At +5, a special move is unlocked that can fell the enemy boss in one hit."

But look at the pages, these aren't modern paper at ALL... and with the splotches I think this was written with a quill and ink, not a pen. This is such a trip!

Apparently it was written by someone named Owain Dark- and he was an artist.

[he turns a few pages and shows... a almost childish doodle of a man with a sword riding a dragon. Said man has spiky blonde hair. Owen... is apparently missing the connection. Damn picky Echos. For now he just finds this all horribly amusing]

What's that word in English... An---anachronism! It's just  a huge book of crazy anachronisms!

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[personal profile] mysteltinn
 Who: Owen and Winry Thalberg
When: March 9th, Sunday, evening
Where: Their home
What: Owen rushes home after being healed to make sure his sister is okay
Warnings: Sibling sads, probably talk of family death

There is a little boy inside the man who is my brother... Oh, how I hated that little boy. And how I love him too )
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[personal profile] pheromonecoffee
27 February 2014

Today I have begun my study of the network of the so-called “numbered” individuals of Locke City and their various personalities and concerns in order to find the main character. Various situations and tropes have led me to believe that we are indeed the subjects of a novel or tv series. Possibly a video game. This is the only logical conclusion I can reach as we are capable of accessing a communication network that surpasses the boundaries of both science and logic and that sort of thing happens in works of fiction all the time.

Also because we’re being invaded by aliens and there are government conspiracies this kind of thing doesn’t happen in a non-fictional setting, you never read books about how Ben Franklin saved the colonies from aliens because he didn’t because aliens do not exist. So clearly we are actually in a work of fiction. Also monster summons are only things in video games.

Thus, the story must follow a main character. If I can find the main character and target their specific problems, I will be able to isolate the central conflict of the work and predict the outcome of the story.

This is an incredibly important task. The lives of several dozen are in the balance.


Totally professional selfies within )
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. ]
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[personal profile] dead_black_eyes
Though the police and the Blood Keys obviously represent a threat to many numbered individuals, I have a question about organized religion, and what pulses might mean when framed within certain philosophical contexts.

No matter how natural it might feel, if there really is another being nudging its way into an existing consciousness, changing a person's aptitudes, physical attributes and even their personality... there have to be at least a few churches that would consider that demonic possession, right?

Has anyone tried to reconcile what's happening with influential religious practices, and do we have any resources for assisting anyone who might wind up the subject of an attempted exorcism? Those still happen today, they can be extremely dangerous, and I'm concerned about the possibility of frightened numbered people seeking out such assistance, or being subjected to it by their families and communities. Thinking you're crazy is one thing, but sincerely believing that the devil is wielding you as an instrument is another entirely. Probably not something that the FAQ page can successfully assuage, for the most tenaciously convinced.
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[personal profile] mysteltinn
Who: Owen Thalberg (Owain) and You!
When: 2/21, after school!
Where: The golden calf of commerce (aka the Mall)
What: What do loser teenagers with no dates, no car, and too young and dorky to drink do on Friday nights? BUM AROUND THE MALL. Basically a general 'hey let's cr Owen, what a tool' log.

I shop for dented love in half empty clearance bins )

[video]

Feb. 21st, 2014 02:27 pm
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[personal profile] stillshrill
All right. Who besides me has got some echo or memory of doing magic? Real magic, not Houdini stage stuff.

And if you do ... how do you remember people around you taking it? Were you prized for it? Was it just another job, nothing remarkable? Or were you persecuted?

And to what extent, if you were. Minor inconvenience? or Puritan outrage. [ He forces a dry chuckle that doesn't reach his eyes. ] Never again the Burning Times, as they say.

Oh! And what did you use to wear when you were doing magic? Did you use equipment you weren't born with?
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[personal profile] yerawizarderi
just makin this as a general reminder of this thats gonna be happenin in TWO DAYS dont forget
as well as a means for you all to wish me a happy birthday seein as a good lot of you aint got my number so im makin it easy for you
youre welcome
any attempts at fuckin with me or pissin me off will be ignored flat out
[No they won't] today is too good of a bloody day for me to let it be ruined by pettiness (lookin at you octavia)
so go on with your happy birthday wishes
but be quick i certainly got plans and wouldnt that be TRAGIC if i wasnt around to get them before i go out?

video

Feb. 10th, 2014 11:43 pm
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[personal profile] dragon_blossom
[ Marina's sitting on her bed, laptop on her crossed legs, making the video a little wobbly. The wall behind her has some popular band poster or another - she rotates the spot above her bed fairly often - and she looks relaxed. More than she usually does when Numbers stuff is involved, at least.

She drums her fingers on the laptop. ]


Anyone here have a sword?

[ Very serious about this. ]

Other me had a sword, and Anais has a sword here, and other her had a sword back there. I figure I can get an echopulsething if I like, grab a real sword? Or learn how to use it? I'm not just crazy thinking that, right?

[ Actually looking for Echoes is new for her too. ]

So, I guess what I'm saying is, if anyone would like to help? Um, promise I won't, like, get myself hurt either, okay? Thanks. You're great.

At least you guys with swords.
youngestone: (Broken Hearted)
[personal profile] youngestone
[This is probably the first time Killian's ever not used his webcam to make a Network post with his laptop but he really, really doesn't want to deal with people asking if he's okay right now. He knows he looks exhausted and like he's been crying and he is so very sick of that right now. He can at least keep his voice semi-normal.]

Hey, anyone here know a program or something that'll let me use a scanner and copy papers and pictures and stuff? Going through Mom's things, finally, and...I kinda want to keep some of this stuff in good condition, you know? Send some of the pictures to relatives and stuff. If anyone knows a good place to get stuff framed, that'd be great too.

[He nearly asks if anyone else has ever had to deal with what he found out but he figures that the answer would be a resounding "no" because seriously his life is a freaking soap opera.]

Oh, uh, it's been a while since I asked last but what with new people popping on all the time I figured it can't hurt to try again. Anyone recognize the names Rivendell, Bag End, Gandalf, or Bilbo Baggins? They're from pulses.

[Those, he thinks, might get better results than the other names he recognizes since Aaron knew the first one and gave him the pulses for Bag End and Gandalf]

Private Texts Sent to: Skyler, Chloe, and Shou )
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[personal profile] gogoghostpowers
[Wow, who is this kid?? It sure ain't Danny, that's for sure. No, this is the ugly mug of another network high schooler.]

I figure it's only fair to be completely honest with you guys, network and all, so. I just want to give everyone here fair warning...

[He pulls out a permanent marker and uncaps it. With one hand pushing up his hair, the other hand draws smoothly, elegantly all over his forehead.]

kinda NSFW-ish image under here )

...my name is Skyler Veracruz and I'm a gigantic douche!

((OOC: If you play a girl who attends Locke High, feel free to assume that "Skyler" tried flirting with her (horrendously) in the past hour or two before this post.))
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[personal profile] mysteltinn
[Tonight on the network, instead of a webcam or phone call, Owen tries to get creative:

A screen is up that looks like a video game of all things. Those who are into those kinds of things would probably recognize it at once as a MMO screen. Off to the lower left is the classic chat window]


Private Chat Channel 4.

Cut cuz long and stupid )
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[personal profile] endthiscycle
[text]

[Winry has been watching the network for a while now. Since their arrival in Death City it had been something she and her brother have been able to access, but she insisted they just survey it before jumping in. The old info posts have been read, they've been keeping on top of new posts, they've tried the paper trick and as much as she hates to admit it this looks like the real deal.

Knowing her brother, he is going to want to be involved so she supposed she would be too. It didn't look like they had much of a choice in any case.]


Been watching this thing, reading posts, and skimming through some of the old ones. I know the basics and the consensus of what people believe is going on here. It is still a pretty hard to swallow but I've tried the tricks and after reading, hearing, and seeing things on this network it'd be pretty blind to deny.

Right now I guess what I would like to request is your experience and thoughts on all this. Maybe just see it through an individual's eyes would make me understand some things better, and let me know what
[The text cuts off there when Winry hears her brother being dramatic in the other room. She listens for a moment suspiciously before checking out the network to see the following post:]

[video]

[It's late, and this post seems to be from a webcam. the room it shows is dark, and the person watching is cloaked in shadows, lit by the blue of the computer screen. In fact, it kinda looks like he's tilting his head in just a way to shadow his eyes on purpose.]

A group of bloodied heroes, battling an unknown and deadly foe. Their hopes strained in the face of brutal odds. But suddenly, hark! A new ally emerges from the darkness!

[He lifts his head dramatically... and knocks the camera over when sweeping his hand- also dramatically.]

Ah shit! No no no come back here!

[The view tilts dangerously, and re-centers right on his face. The overblown dramatics are replaced with a goofy grin]

Haa... sorry about that! Kinda ruined the moment. ANYWAYS so hi? Er, yeah... so hows that crazy supernatural numbers group thing going?

[In the background a door can be seen opening and some feet with fuzzy slippers make their way towards him.]

What are you doing?

((ooc; please note these are meant to be two separate entries posted around the same time. we just put em together so as not to spam and keep everything neat.))