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WHO: Lucca & Dante De Angelis
WHAT: being brothers & talking shit out
WHEN: this evening
WHERE: Dante's office
WARNINGS: none!

( remember when you were a madman )

ghostly_heiress

I have a few questions for the Network in general about echoes, if people would be so kind to answer them.

What do you think the echoes are?

What usually prompts your echoes?

What is the strangest incident that produced an echo? What is the most mundane? If you don't want to give specifics on an incident for either of these, some generalizations would still be appreciated.

Do you get echoes from the strange incidents that is usually associated with the alien things, Re: Wise Snake, the lights in Vegas, etc?

How many people remember other people on the Network in their echoes?

Thank you for anyone who answers.

( Filtered to Danny Fenton )

centurian

[ It's been a while since Gerald has actually made a post of his own to the network. There's been a variety of reasons for this, including, but not limited to: FBI investigations into certain detectives, giant snakes attacking the city, and trying to explain to his superiors what the heck is going on.

But today. Oh, he has a very important message today. ]

Now, I know all of us are pretty confused about the aliens showing up and actually appearing to be pretty decent guys, but if you don't mind, I'm going to take a minute to share some important information that I picked up from a certain "trusted source".

[ His "trusted source", of course being himself. It hasn't gone to press yet, but as far as he knows, he isn't violating any regulations either (and that's the most important thing). ]

According to this source, earlier this morning, a group of "ruggedly handsome" FBI agents (my source's words, not mine) showed up to arrest a certain Detective Jason "Bastard" Sherman (again, the "bastard" part came from my source). I wasn't there, so I can't exactly speak as to how it all went down, but here's a dramatic reenactment, to help you along.

( image heavy post ahead )

I can't tell you what's going to happen next, since my source wasn't exactly "forthcoming" with that information, or if there's going to be a trial date any time soon, but I think we can all breathe a sigh of relief and hope that things are finally starting to look up.

part_time_overlord

So here's something I just found out that I think you all have the right to know but that I would greatly appreciate not getting leaked to the press or anything like that.

How to put this delicately...

I am literally Satan, the King of all Demons. Presumably the lord of Hell and adversary of Heaven too.

For what it's worth don't feel any desire to damn anyone's souls?

lowres

[The text is in pink glitter. The writing is clearly a younger girl's. The "i"s are dotted with little bubbles.]

Hail and well met, everyone! I was wondering if it would be possible for me to get the answers to a few questions! I have heard many rumors from school, but I do not want to believe them until I hear the true story! To do otherwise would be rude!
-Is it true that the giant robots which were used in the battle last month must eat cars for energy? Is it true that the cars are actually sentient and it is a case of robotic cannibalism? (That seems so cruel 8C!)

-Are those with super powers actually aliens themselves fighting an intergalactic war after the destruction of their home planet and you've actually come here to protect our planet from invaders, asking nothing in return? (If that is the case then I am sure you will find that this world will welcome you if you'd like to settle down!)

-Are you actually the product of radiation experiments in after school detentions? (I have never been to after school detention is it really so bad?)

-Can you get powers or strange memories by being bitten by someone who has powers? (I do not remember being bitten by anyone!)

-I've heard that there are people who became angels! Is this true?

-And animals who can talk!

-Is everyone who has found that they can access this network actually a clone of their original selves replaced by the government in order to combat the looming alien threat?? (I do not personally believe that one, but I would like to get confirmation.)
As you can see there are many different origin stories and I just want to make sure I get it right, so as not to offend anyone. Thank you for your time, everyone. ♥

sayhitobianca

Who: Varric Tethras and Lucca De Angelis
What: Discussing current and future mafia activities
When: Monday afternoon
Where: Tethras International

The cafeteria at Tethras International is more along the lines of a four-star restaurant. All of the employees are welcome to it, of course, but it'd been less about making their employees happy and more because Bartrand had liked the statement it made, and Varric had wanted a place he would be willing to get lunch or dinner from, without leaving the building.

That, and the second floor available only to executives makes an excellent place for business meetings, particularly the kind that are not quite for the kind of business they advertise for.

Which is the reason that Varric's there now - early for his two o'clock, but that'd been because he'd used having to prepare for this meeting as an excuse to duck out of one that would prove much more boring.

He'd much rather enjoy a glass of wine and look over the latest posts on the network while he waits.

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.

brainsurgeon

[ Dante dials his number into his cellphone, then lays it down in such a way as the video camera is obscured, effectively making it an audio recording...for the moment. His voice is rich and calm, noticeably Italian American, but a Locke City accent through and through. ]

Under normal circumstances, a doctor in my position would recommend that someone experiencing hallucinations to any degree get help right away. Then again, those hallucinations aren't usually on this sort of scale. Considering what we as a city witnessed, the recent news, and what some of you are capable of doing, I'd suggest that this has gone some way beyond normal hallucinations, as if there ever were such a thing.

I've seen it with my own eyes, experienced it - I dare say - myself. Gaining access to this network, this number's club, was one thing. I've been able to watch as other people have experienced their first echoes, learning from their experiences with a certain air of detachment. I may have watched out of professional curiosity, but I didn't consider myself to be one of you. Nor did I have any reason to take it on faith that the public were incapable of seeing these conversations--after all, I myself was viewing them, and there was nothing wrong with me.

Except that there was; there is, and in some sick twist of fate it seems the only people I can discuss this turn of events with are the very people whose stories seemed so ludicrous and farfetched to me before that it's a wonder perfect strangers believe them without proof now. Forgive me for saying so, but before all this began the idea that people could fly and shoot lasers out of their eyes and whatever else you people can do didn't precisely seem like the delusions of the clinically sane.

[ The phone is lifted, but not to reveal the speaker. Instead it lifts up to reveal a glass of water on an expensive Mahogany desk. A little light enters the room through closed blinds. There are inbuilt bookshelves, and a prominent leather couch visible in the distance too, but the glass is the focus. A hand reaches into shot, closes over the glass, and a moment later the glass frosts up, followed by the water inside solidifying into ice moments thereafter. ]

Now tell the truth: I didn't just hallucinate doing that, did I?

shiromadoushi

Before everyone goes off chasing after the rainbow, keep in mind that Thunder is still here and we've been faked out before.

Also, the hell are you going to do when you get out of range?

[[Private to Hajime]]

Got something back. A big something.

[[Private to Toushirou]]

You staying put?

[[Private to Lyall]]

Up for a visit? Need to talk.

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

poisonparfait!]

peacefulwinter

[Winter appears on the network at lunchtime, face set in a serious expression. She looks... a little nervous. But this is too important to let her feelings get in the way, so she forces them aside and begins to speak.]

I know that... a lot of you are probably worried about what happened in Las Vegas on Sunday. I k-know I am. It... scares me, that there could be more people like us. Who don't know what's going on. Who... are going to be feared, and shunned, because they're different. Because they were chosen, though n-no fault of their own. I know... what that feels like. Many of us do.

I'm sure I'm not the only person. But... I want to go. I have to go. There are t-things I have to do, to be able to live with myself, to be able to live with this power I've gotten, and the person I got it from. This... is one of them. There are a few things I need first, though... I need a car, and I need to pack some supplies. I n-need to make sure everything is ready, because once we leave, there's no turning back. I have to talk to some people... make sure some affairs are in order. I've got to... say a few goodbyes, too.

But more importantly... I need a team. I c-can't do this by myself. I know others are going... but if anyone wants to come with me, I am looking for volunteers. I've gotten permission to... lead a team from the school. It'll be an independent study project, so... we're not t-technically absent, because we're on an assignment. I can't promise you'll be completely safe. We... saw that for ourselves, two weeks ago. But everything in my power, I'll do. I want to make that clear. Whether you're coming with me, or you happen to be there on your own, or even someone new that h-happens to have lived in Las Vegas anyway... all of those are people I will do my best to protect. [She finally smiles a little.] Not that m-most of you needed me to say that.

If you want to discuss plans, or you want to come with me... please, let me know. Here, in person, in private, it doesn't matter. But please, don't sit idly by. We didn't defeat the snake by waiting for someone else to do something. We only made it... because everyone w-worked together. That is how we need to continue from here. All of us, together. I admit, I am... a little worried that something will happen here, while we're gone, so not all of us should go. But we cannot just leave people to become stuck in something they don't understand without help. I didn't like it any when I first b-became numbered and I had to work out so much, and I don't think they'll like it any more than I did.

We leave next Friday, the fourth, after school. I would like a head count... by the Monday prior to that, the thirty-first. If you change your mind, I won't force you to come. But once we leave, there's no t-turning back. Please... think carefully. And if you decide that you want to come with me... I am happy to have you, and proud to work with you.

[The video clicks out after another moment, and in the high school cafeteria, the space Winter was occupying, sitting with her back to a wall seems to unfreeze, and she lets out a deep breath. Hopefully, she got her message across, and she wouldn't be going alone. Well, she wasn't going alone as it was, but... just herself and Lily would be a hard sell, and it'd make her uncomfortable in a very big way.]

((Winter's already gotten permission from the faculty for her little gambit, and is holding several official copies of a notice to that effect; OOCly, that happened some time ago in a plot post, but it ICly happened this morning, shortly before this post. A little more information and a space for plotting is up on the S2 plot post.))

struckout

[ It's not often Kallie makes an initial, non-private post to the network, but - true to the same form as her previous attempts, she jumps right into things, her tone quiet but tense. ]

Yeah, I don't think for a second that this is over. In less than a couple weeks, it'll have been a year since the numbers first started working for us. This network.

... We still don't know where it came from, but. It's still here. People are still feeling pulses.

[ She takes another quick breath, but then... that's all. Suddenly, she's a lot angrier than she was a few moments earlier- half because just look at the state of the damn city now, and half because... none of this still makes any sense to her. Of course, she herself recognizes it's possible she's out of the loop even more than newer folk, given her almost stubborn at times detachment... though that's definitely not something that makes her feel any better.

To be honest, she's not entirely certain where she was even going with this. She just felt it needed to be vented anyway.

After all, today's the one year anniversary of her very first Echo. Somehow, she doesn't feel like celebrating. ]

seriallylucky

[Fred's hair is messy; the reason quickly becomes clear as he runs a hand through it. Behind him the ex-cat bounces around the room.

He sighs.] That... could've gone a lot worse.

Long story short, my family knows about the network, and us, now.

[He sighs again.] And I told my sister I'd try to get some of your autographs for her. Especially... [He looks down, reading from a list:] "Bugman, Tavia, and Puff Bonnet, but really everyone." [Looking up again, he continues,] Knowing her, they'll probably get showed around, so if you've got an identity you don't want out there I'd suggest you bow out. And I just told her I'd ask, so don't expect a lot of pressure about this.

So that's... over here. How are you guys?

sassymaru

[This guy pretty much kept a low profile after the snake business, being on the rescue team and turning into a goddamn robot dog for a while.]

[Which apparently he can still do... oops.]

Out of sheer curiosity...

No one happened to see any ah... robotic animals during the entire conflict in the business district, did they?

[Hey, if no one on the network saw, maybe he's in the clear.]

Additionally, I've been trying to find out where most of the wounded were taken, but I've been stonewalled thanks to whoever decided to start handing out sex scandal rumors.

[Yeah, still a police officer over here, and still not quiet about it.]

Anyone happen to know?

earnedmystripes

--Did I get it? Yes, finally, must've tried typing them five times.....

[Ahem. Right, he finally typed the numbers correctly, so people can hear him now. Onto business. There's no video when he posts this time, which may be of concern to some, but at least he doesn't sound too poorly off when he speaks. Tired, sure, but no worse off than anyone else.]

Hey, this is Kotetsu. Checking in.

[Beat.]

Like I said last time with the earthquake, if anyone's place got wrecked or needs somewhere to stay for any reason right now, I've got room. You don't need to worry about paying me or owing me or anything, just. Don't want anyone on the streets right now, if I can help it.

[The snake might be dead, but who knows what might happen in the next couple of days? Better to be safe than sorry.]

No strings attached, I promise.

Take care, you guys. Stay safe.

[[Much, much later that night. Like 3:45 am late.]]

sory i knopw its a bad tine to talk abot tjis kind of thing but

itrs driving mr craxy

anyine keep renemberjng someonr really important

like

really realy realllly

earth shatteringlh
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orther half of yiyr uinversr inportsnt

but not abything about thjm

i dint even have their name or whst they look like

thibk i miht have a vouce not sure if its themn though

is tjis happenning to antone else ??

[he's not drunk. his left-handed phone typing is just that bad and he's not paying much attention, just needing to get this off his chest before he explodes.]

proudbraveandtall

Well, this damn sure isn't what I expected when I decided to move back here.

[The new voice on the network is definitely an adult male, but the accent that comes with it is a little unusual - definitely mostly American, but with slightly rounder sounds and letters that are sometimes more and sometimes less distinct than is found in a typical American accent, of any region of the country. The speaker also sounds more resigned and slightly irritated than shocked or scared.]

Locke's been showing up more and more on the national news over the past few months, but it's all been about things like bizarre animal attacks, people dumping toxins in the water, and all the shit that's been going on in the Dead District. Now people're adding conspiracies and talking animals and maybe mind control along with who knows what else to the mix and what're we supposed to do about it? How do you keep the people around you from getting involved in this crap and maybe getting hurt by it?

[There's a fairly long but low groan, mostly under his breath.]

I think I need a drink.

ex_extraordinary330

Who: Lucca & Dante
What: the aftermath of an argument
When: the morning of Feb 24th
Where: the De Angelis' home/front yard
Warnings: none!

( never would've played with my conscience )

partyqueen

Okay so I think I found everything I guess I need to know by looking around, but 2 things: I am pretty sure I didn't retain like ANY OF THAT (bcuz a lot of it was nonsense btw) and... like basically I don't think anyone can convince me for like even a second that I haven't just actually gone off the deep end w/ this one.

I just spent 20 minutes navigating a page of my dayplanner and all you're all talking about is just completely crazy shit, so I'm just pretty sure my brain snapped.

At first I was like, "did I accidentally join a cult?" But now I'm like "I'm using the internet (or something) in a FUCKING DAY PLANNER"... isn't anyone else worried for their sanity, if this is even happening???

My wrist is cramping but any input would be greatly appreciated, probable fictions of my imagination.

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