savetheearth | Entries tagged with homestuck: aradia megido

[The message starts off with a few unevenly-spaced dots as he taps his black biro against the paper. His handwriting is spidery and sprawling, but legible.]

Well, don't I feel special.
One minute I'm minding my own business and the next I'm having a string of numbers pushed into my head and finding my way around this merry fucking mess.
That was rude, by the way.
What if I was driving or something.

[dot... dot dot]

Either this is working or I'm getting concerned about making an ass of myself for no reason.
If it isn't then who would even give a damn anyway.

gh0stly

CURRENT apocalypseArisen [CAA] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board what d0es this feature d0?

CAA: why is it saying current
CAA: what else w0uld i be
CAA: i mean
CAA: *would
CAA: sorry
CAA: i forgot some people hate that
CAA: this is weird
CAA: whatever
CAA: this came preloaded on the lapt0p i g0t
CAA: *laptop *got
CAA: mostly i wanted to know if anyone needs anything watched
CAA: i guess since the police have changed ranks i dont really need to haunt the station any longer
CAA: or i dont know perhaps someone needs something else i can provide
CAA: i dont sleep and im bored
CAA: i think im signing out of this b0ard thing its weird
CAA: *b0ard
CAA: *board
CAA: i give up the zer0es just c0me t00 easily

[ as usual she will drop the color/quirk if asked or if you hit her permissions! ]

clawkind

[some of you may have seen this relatively new number replying to other posts for a bit (and if you have you've seen how weird the owner is) but most of you probably haven't. either way Nyah's making a post now as if she's always been here, no introduction or other newbie-related stuff included. she figures it's not really important to the narrative if she's doing some information scouting]

important question
how many of you are reincarnated lovers?
if you could specify if you were also tragic and to what degree in your past life thatd be super helpful
im trying to figure out which genres this whole thing isnt trying to play with and romance is a big fat question mark right now
if it does end up being relevant then im going to wash my hands of this whole thing from a creative perspective i swear
what a clunky thing to have to deal with

also
unrelated to the first question, but
throw some mythologies that feature malevolent entities with major canine characteristics at me?
im looking to expand my horizons on that front

gogoghostpowers

[It is 3 am. Danny's hair is disheveled, and he is in his freemasonry-symbol pajamas. His face is lit only by the glow of his laptop screen. He looks crazed, and it's not certain whether he actually looks like that, or that's just because of the lighting.]

Oh my god, guys, I just--I figured it out!

So, there were those pink lights in Vegas that we all saw, right? And pink lights mean something's alien-related. So alien-related stuff is showing up in Vegas, which is only like 200 miles from Tonopah Air Force Base, where the real alien testing was done during the Cold War when they were using Area 51 as a decoy!

Guys. This--this can't be a coincidence. Who knows how deep this goes. It might even go beyond the Locke police department, beyond Sherman and even Edwards. This could go as high up as the military--or the secret service, or the president himself!

I don't know what's going to happen next or what it all means just yet, but I know it's connected somehow.

vetala

Karson and Avery are

[There's a pause before she actually types the rest, mostly because she doesn't know what to type, but she figures it out soon enough.]

They're gone. The mafia apparently got rid of them. Killed them with a mutant dog. We think it might have been Crab. We found them in a warehouse. Mr. Kaburagi, Roxy, Alan, Tavia, Danny and I. The dog is dead.

If anyone finds out anything about the mafia, feel free to share. I'll be at the LSR clinic.

gh0stly

WHO: Aria Megido; 1 closed prompt for Arlene, and then 1 OTA.
WHAT: Haunting various places tbh. For those who needed ghost echoes.
WHEN: The entire weekend; Friday the 21st, Saturday the 22nd, Sunday the 23rd, whatever works for people.
WHERE: VARIOUS PLACES...

( i am sorry this took me a while )

enchants

[ Obviously there's a struggle to hold the camera still. Two potentially familiar voices are in a scramble. Not that they just ran away from the hospital without formally checking Cat out of it. No one is really prepared to get a screen full of angry hamster face, but here it is regardless, overlaid with voices of sheer panic: ]

Holly! Holly! You don't understand! HE'S GOING TO MURDER ME! Look at his face! ... Can pudgy little cheeks look pissed off like that? Because he does and that's just freaky! You can even tell it's him.

[ Cat rushes into the camera view, blocking out the sight of the very annoyed rodent. He's clearly trying to balance this camera phone in his left hand and it's not the smoothest ride, but for now he'll cart it around with him as Holly and Cat attempt to contain the troublemaker.]

Okay, network. I.. could use some pretty urgent advice here. I just turned Skyler Veracruz into a— that's a hamster right? [ Cat turns away from the camera a moment to get Holly's mumbled confirmation, before turning back. ]

—Yeah, a hamster. Anyone familiar with magic... or .. hamsters. Just send a video or text or I'll meet you somewhere with him —Holly, where'd he go?

[ Another several moments of chaos pass as the camera jostles around before Cat's face pops back into view, Holly's head popping up behind his shoulder, trying to contain hamster Skyler from scrambling. The hamster looks positively dejected now. The look of disapproval is quite strong here, folks. ]

I'm hoping he'll calm down soon... Holly's already tried to change him back, if anyone has any clue how to take care of a .. human hamster... [ Okay, even Cat is starting to chuckle and laugh. After all Skyler has been a constant bully in the hallways for several years. If he'd known who was tagging along with Holly he might have declined the visit. Let's just pass the camera over to Holly for now. ]

Oh um- Skyler stop wiggling so much I don't want to drop you what if they have a cat here?- Yes um- Help would be great! Why does this always happen to me?

[ Cat cuts back in a moment later: "Here, hand him back to me." He'll have to hold the hamster between his cast and good hand meanwhile. Holly takes over the video again while Cat pokes at Skyler's chubby cheeks in the background. ]

Please help!

[ Just before the video cuts off you can hear Cat chuckling, "I think he looks better this way!" ]

greenisthenewblack

I guess I'm a couple days late checking in. I was a bit... indisposed. [Hungover, indisposed... same thing.] I'm alive and in one piece, obviously. Don't think my cover was blown, either. How about the rest of you? Kids? Look, a lot of shit's going down, and it's not much, but there's some space in my apartment if someone needs to lay low for a bit.

Someone I know. No offense, but I'd rather not have a complete stranger with who-knows-what powers sleeping on my couch.

Oh. And for anyone who was taking bets... [She holds up a green, glowing hand - glowing right through the gloves, actually] These babies are blasters.

So I might be a ghost.

Alien.

Thing.

gh0stly

[ It takes a while to orient herself. Aria automatically goes home, perhaps seeking...what? Comfort? Warmth? Her sister and her grandparents are there, but Mara and the Megidos can neither see nor hear her, and Aria has no comfort to offer her grieving family, though something in her thinks she ought to. Her room is still there, too, and the laptop sitting on her bed opens smoothly when she focuses. Just a touch of power into her fingers, and it's almost as though she has hands again. Not that she doesn't now. Her form is the same, just...insubstantial, though it looks solid to her. Invisible. Her fingers slide through things, if Aria doesn't focus, because she's not there. Not really.

...After that, it takes a little while to decide what to say. She contacts Soren and then Dallen first, after considering it, before inputting her number to pull up the Network.

What to say? Aria settles for short and sweet. ]

hell0
this is aria megid0
regardless 0f what y0u hear 0r may have already heard
im still here
m0re 0r less
perhaps a little less c0rp0really speaking

[ She could explain further, but it seems a little pointless somehow. Still, Aria will give her answer if pressed for it. For the time being she sits on her bed, reading back through the most recent Network entries as she waits for responses to her own.

OOC: Aria is now a ghost as a result of her death; you can find the OOC post about it HERE. Due to this she can only be physically seen by those who have echoed back the ability to see spirits, and her voice can only be heard by those who have echoed back the ability to hear spirits. She will therefore only be communicating through text for the forseeable future (thanks to being a psychic who can manipulate objects without the need for physical contact). Please feel free to opt out of the color and quirk HERE, and I will drop either or both for you; Aria will drop it if asked ICly as well. If a character has the ability to see and hear her, however, she may use voice or video. I'll be doing an action/log post sometime later this month for those characters to run into her. ]

pianistofraielin

[Hello everyone meet Russel. He is that energetic blond high schooler that you all know and love, and he is coming to you today from his bedroom, which is very green, and also plastered with anime posters, band posters, and Locke City Leprechauns paraphernalia (ie Locke City's tragically underappreciated NFL team).]

[He is also wearing a rather ridiculous hat (and a colour reference), and he looks super pleased about it. However, right now it looks more like this, with Japanese written on it in black marker.]

Hey, you guys, check it out! I got back my heroing hat and it is awesome! It's got my hero name on it and everything!

Can anyone tell me what it says, though? It looks like Japanese but I can't read any. I bet it says something super cool!

[it is Japanese.]

[and it says "Penis Mask".]

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. ]

everythingsjake

Hello?
Is there anyone reading me?
Im jake harley and i would really like some sort of an explanation if anyone has the time.
If someone could just level with me ill get right on the trolley i swear!
Im just a little off the wire with this whole numbers thing.
I mean i am completely sure there is some sort of rational explanation to the whole shebang.
Conspiracy theories after all dont really hold much water especially in an educated society and honestly if this wasnt happening to ME i probably wouldnt believe it even for a second!
I would honestly think whoever was trying to feed me this line was trying to sell me wooden nickels and my shops completely closed for that.
That is to say im testing all the nickels sent my way.
Biting them firm and testing their mettle!

Blimey i think i might have gotten just a bit gummed up there.
Though honestly i cant imagine this is working.
I mean gosh all i did was type in a series of completely unrelated numbers (and believe me i checked, there were SEVERAL diagnostics i could run but none of the mathematical equations *I* know produced any truly identifiable links between any of these blasted figures) into the computer and for all i know im currently chattering away at dead air.
This wouldnt be the first time thats happened if im completely honest but ive never gone on and on expecting some sort of response!

So....um....
I guess on the outside shot that this isnt just a ruse and i havent gone COMPLETELY bonkers...
Is anyone out there?

guitar_case_vagabond

[Well, here she is, popping up on the network with a bored look on her face. She’s drinking from an oversized cup through a straw. It’s hard to tell where she is but it’s dark and there’s a big light source coming from ahead of her and some loud voices talking and--

Wait, is she? She is! She’s totally using her phone in a movie theater! How rude! At least she's considerate enough to stick to texting though, so she isn't blabbing away.]

This movie is bullshit so guess I'll see what the hell's going on here. yeah yeah i already did all the reading and crap aliens blah blah i got it

[Somebody nearby clears their throat, obviously trying to get the attention of the rude girl texting away during the movie. He just gets a dirty look in return.]

probably would have thought it was just some roleplaying crap but i got this thing

[And she holds up a small letter-opener sized half of a pair of scissors.]

so i guess its legit. so what do we do? go blow up the cops or something?

[Cause that's what these guys are, right? The guys behind all that crazy shit going on in town? To her side, the other theater patron makes another valiant plea for quiet and she turns her attention on him.]

Shut up, this movie sucks anyway.

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 ☑

theearth

Who: Characters listed under Part 2 of the IC plan.
When: March 9th, Sunday, daylight hours.
Where: The alien’s farmhouse.
What: After several weeks of planning, a group of reincarnates attack the alien’s farmhouse base in the hopes of destroying the alien.
Warnings: Violence.

[ OOC: This is part one of two of Season 1’s finale. The other pertinent plot post.

The following NPCs will be played by mods:
- Skullsy and Moulder.
- The alien.
- The alien's steed.

The rest of the NPCs can be played by players or mods.
- The chimeras: descriptions provided in the Underground team's first thread.
- Sniffer dogs: straight-forward. Besides their altered noses, they attack like regular dogs.
- Corrupt cops: pick one main attribute OR several minor attributes from a domesticated farm animal or an animal that might be found on a farm.
Example:
corrupt cop with one main attribute of a horse: extremely powerful legs that allow the cop to break bones with a single kick, run very quickly, and stand for long periods of time without ache.
corrupt cop with several minor attributes of a horse: teeth that continually grow, horse hearing, and night vision.

Examples of domesticated farm animals: cattle, swine, poultry, rabbits, goats, sheep, horses.
Examples of animals that might be found on a farm: cats, dogs, owls, rats.

Characters who engage the alien in battle will not escape unscathed. If you intend to have your character participate in both the farmhouse attack and Wise Snake’s rampage, please plan accordingly. We will operate on a trust system and may ask for clarification on the logistics of a character’s participation in both if we find it necessary. ]

yerawizarderi

Who: Eri and YOU!
When: 2/15 5pm-whenever
Where: Eri and Murdoc's party pad
What: B-DAY PARTY IN THE HIZZOUSE
Warning: There is going to be a collection of people partying of all ages, that should be enough of a warning.

( SURELY THIS WON'T BE ANYTHING WORTH REGRETTING. )

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?

pheromonecoffee

Is anybody else hearing voices when they get to know somebody?

Because I am. They tell me I have their blessing when I choose a persona of an arcana.

This is normal right?

abhero

you guys owe me a new phone and let me tell you why let’s say your grandma wants whatsapp installed and since you’re a good grandkid you take her phone and plan to do just that. but instead you type those numbers that got stuck in your head and you find a secret message board so you browse and it’s like everyone is in some weird reincarnation cult. then you see FAQ and the first to get your eye is red text about police killing kids and snuff films and shit and IN THAT EXACT MOMENT granny comes looking to see if you’re done yet and you freak out, throw her phone and smash it. then you’ve got all this explaining to do and people get angry you connect to the “network” again later when you’re alone in your room behind a closed door, trying to figure out wtf is going on in peace only to find out you ruined gran’s phone for nothing because “observing civilians will see blank pages or device equivalent” and you wonder WTF NO ONE THOUGHT TO PUT IT IN BIG BOLD LETTERS INSTEAD INSIDE A WALL OF TEXT conclusion? you owe me a phone and hi i guess

dorkytracksuit

right. so. iinformation sharing. i was talking to someone about that and uh.. i guess there's a ton of people here remembering the same place as me and i just thought there should be some attempt at compiling what we all remember to try and get a better context for those memories.

i think for some reason the popular term for our "group" is "soulbonded"? not sure why.. exactly, but if you have an echo induced text color preference or odd typing habits (double i's or zeros instead of o's) then you might be part of a group of us who remember being aliens before. another thing we all seem to have in common is strange blood colors.

if you are wary of receiving any pulsechos please do not read the responses to this post, however, if you feel you may be remembering something similar to what i've described so far, sharing what you do remember of your past/alternate self's life would really help us in better compiling/understanding the information we have already.

as for what i've remembered:

-several individuals: two with varying greenish blood colors, one with bright red, all adults.
-one, is named signless. i haven't remembered the names of the other two.
-red guy died
-i got turned into a spaceship
-also our planet was ruled by a total bitch who liked enslaving psionics and turning them into spaceships.

cause you know, not having autonomy is a totally cool thing, i guess.

and yeah that's pretty much it. i know aria said something about their being only twelve different blood colors? but that's pretty much all i've got. hopefully we can piece some more info together? let me know.

greenisthenewblack

[Sheila's in a bathrobe, looking rather more disheveled and irate than... most people on the network have seen her before. If they've seen her at all. This is, after all, her first video.]

[She'd be more concerned about her appearance if both hands weren't, y'know. Glowing. Glowing green, in fact, with a few black flecks. She gives a deep, exasperated sigh.]

Great. Now I glow.

Other people blast things, or get cyborg implants, or super-strength.

I fucking glow.

plushaeusrumpified

Whoa dang this shit is actually legit isn't it
Man idk why I didn't do shit with those numbers before.

[Maybe it's because for a while there, Brody blocked out as much as that night as he possibly could. Yeah the numbers never went away, but he kinda just ignored everything from the night his first echo came. It's been a bit traumatizing, to be honest. Nobody wants to look at a puppet and get all hot and-

No. Let's just move on from that.]

So secret network etc, etc. I feel like some secret agent or some shit
Wait a sec if everyone's in on this it ain't really secret is it?
Whatever, I don't care. 's still cool, tbh. Oh hell though, there're kids on this thing aren't there?

Does this count as incriminating evidence? I mean could I get fired for the stuff I say on here? Because if so pretend I ain't ever even cussed or anything. Cuz I work at the school and the last thing I need is to get fired because somebody went complaining that Mr. Brody was using language online.

Actually nah I don't care. Fuck, fuck, fuckedy fuck. If you're seriously offended over words then you need to get over it.

The new shiny of this thing is really wearing off though so yeah, I'm out.

dadscar

So, this is what we do all day is it? Jibber jabber.
It's been made abundantly clear that I'm not the only one in possession of these numbers, so I presume it has important implications.
I can't say I particularly share a desire to know every waking detail of your hopes and dreams, but a little more information would be appreciated. I'm sure one of you can afford me that privilege.

[Because snakes?? Really?? It's never easy, is it.]

For that matter, if Eri does happen to be fooling around playing funny buggers on here rather than doing his homework, feel free to direct him to me. I'm sure we have more than studies to discuss now, after all.

[After all, what kind of father would he be if he didn't shame him in front of a group of strangers.]

songoftimaendtimeagain

[There's a sort of ripple to this video. Anyone familiar with talking to Cinderella will recognize it as the faint and occasional distortion that comes with using a pool of water as a surface for contacting the network. The image in the pool is of a teenager's face. Thick blonde eyebrows, a large pointed nose, and of course Luke's all too distinctive pointed ears, now even more prominent as they've gained small blue hoop earrings.

He looks an odd combination of worried and resigned. He's finally starting to get used to his new body, so when he opens his mouth to speak for the first time he's not startled by the deeper sound that emerges.]

Most of the people who know me saw me yesterday and probably figured this out then...but um I'm Luke. I got seven years older because I...well. Echos.

[He doesn't actually want to get into why. At least not with the general network population. There's probably one or two people who ought to know.]

Anyway I ran away, and I'm staying with Cinderella for now. [Here he turns his face away from the water momentarily to glance over at his ~~room~~stablemate before addressing the trough once more.] Oh and I also used the last few days to learn about my time powers. I can go forward in time to the next noon or midnight instantly by playing the song....[He doesn't really think that would ever be useful, but he figured people might want to know about it anyway.] ...So. Yeah.

not_good_not_wicked

So, apparently there was once a magical land called Gensokyo...or maybe there still is? It's confusing. It was a sealed off place, probably in Japan because everyone spoke Japanese, that was a sort of safehaven for all the magic that people don't believe in anymore. There were fairies and vampires and wizards and gods and who knows what else living there, who couldn't live in a world that had forgotten them.

I guess it was my home, once, so I felt like sharing. And hey, maybe if I talk about it other people will remember it.

Oh, also I told my Mom about everything. It was a long conversation, but she's cool with it. I think she's going to use some of the ideas in her next book.

siesinddasessen

How does one go the best about forcing an echo?

And, relatedly, is there a way to control what exactly is echoed?

[She knows that she is threading dangerous waters here, but she also needs a very specific thing that she knows her former self possessed.]

[Also, action option: Blaine will be visiting Chloe's farm around noon, poking around the area to find the shorter female. She wears normal, non-descriptive, though not quite her usual clothes (well, the thick brown jacket is normal, but the white pants and knee-high boots are definitely not something that she's been around town in before), and has a fairly large bag over her shoulder. Whoever might be there for whatever reason: Feel free to run into her!]

dododo

[ John's face is visible for a brief second before he turns it towards the police box in his living room. ]

Everyone remember this? Well, yesterday I got an Echo, and I woke up this morning to find this in the lock.

[ And he holds up a key in front of the screen. When he turns it back to himself again, he's grinning, waving the key excitedly by the side of his face. Finally it's here! It's like he's a kid on Christmas day. ]

Naturally, I've already gone inside, and it's really brilliant. I'd say I was right guessing it's a time machine in disguise. Here, let me show you.

[ He turns the phone back towards the police box as he approaches it, and sticks the key into the lock. The door is pulled open (in contrast to his past self who always pushes it, but he doesn't know that - the sign says "pull to open" after all).

What's inside, is this. He steps inside and moves the phone to show every corner of the room. There's a coat hanger and chairs and everything. ]

Bigger on the inside! It's exactly like I remember it from a memory I got too. It's almost frightening.

[ He practically skips over to the console. ]

I'll have to admit, I couldn't resist pressing buttons and flicking switches, but either there's a lock on the controls or it's not functional yet. Maybe that'll come later. I have figured this out, though. Look.

[ The screen turns towards the doors while he flicks a switch, and they close. There's a brief glimpse of him flicking said switch again to open it. Here's his face again. ]

As a child, I always dreamed of having something like this. Of course, I never actually thought I'd have it. It's a bit like being ten again.

[ ANYWAY. Clearing his throat and trying to sober some. And failing. He's just really, really giddy. ]

So there you have it. Confirmed. There's no other conclusion I can make, anyway. Hopefully I'll be able to put it to the test someday.

Have a good day, everyone!

[ Cheerful wave, and he stops the recording. ]

decelerate

[ ~~who wins the award for the latest intro ever? this guy.~~

so what do you do on a saturday night when all your homework's done and you've got nothing else left to do? treat the network like it's craiglist. with an indefinite amount (well, as far as he knows) of people on here, someone's bound to have an answer. ]

numbers club right?

anyone ever tried to get a date by posting here?

better yet: was anyone successful?

inquiring minds wanna know.

summit

[ Borrowing Aria's FLARP manual to study intergalatic RPing had seemed like a really good, fun idea. Seriously, what harm could it do? Other than echoing back a horrifying memory in the middle of third period and startling everyone with a scream and then grossed them out by puking in terror.

Oh yeah.

He feels excellent about that. Hours later and he's still not really sure how to process it. All he knows is that he doesn't need this reminder anywhere in his house. ]

Has anyone ever tried to, get rid of the things they echoed back? Items, and such.. I have something, I would really like to get rid of. Burning it might just cause, some bad karma or something... I don't think I need any more of that.

yerawizarderi

[Needless to say, this is a little strange and he stares at his ipad for a good few moments before deciding to make a post on the network he's apparently just gained access to. Of course, not reading anything like the FAQ or whatever. He hardly has the patience for that. Pshh. Besides, why read that shit when people could inform him themselves? See? Much easier.]

alright so
here i am doin nothin but browsin tumblr at the local starbucks
rebloggin some shit enjoyin my cinnamon dolce cappuccino
when i saw some random ass post that reminded me of these bleedin numbers from for fuck ever ago
not even sure why it did considerin it had literally nothin to do with these fuckin numbers but whatever
so here i am again thinkin id fuck around and see if they DO anythin
low and fuckin behold what the shit is this
some sorta secret network i had no idea about with a one way ticket to it through some arbitrary as fuck numbers that i never was able to forget
im surprised to say the damn least of it
always kinda thought those numbers were utter poppycock at best just some stupid shit i remembered for no apparent reason other than to drive me mad
fancy that i was wrong that dont happen often

whatever enough fuckin babblin who the fuck are you people and what the fuck is this?

amberhearted

Who: OPEN
When: January 25th, Saturday, 5:00PM and onward
Where: Elian Price’s house – specifically, the basement
What: The Numbers discuss how to go about addressing the alien in the farmhouse. Nothing could go wrong, certainly?

[ ooc: editable post for attendees and volunteers here! please fill out with the appropriate information. ]

enrages

gODDAMNIT

[ and then added a lil bit later: ]

so
SIGHING PROFUSELY AND WITH SO MUCH ANGER
i guess it's important to ask:
who's dead????
anyone i care about?

uuuuuruhgurhgurghhhhh, i fucking HATE this numbers bullshit.

gogoghostpowers

Who: Everyone who volunteered to help Danny test his powers! (so uh, basically it's open.)
Where: Naomi Kaufman's house.
When: January 18
What: Food, intangenanigans, and possession!
Warnings: Iunno, probably stupid antics.

dorkytracksuit

Er. II was giiven a note two forward two all of you.

My apologiies iin advance.

Dear Sirs/Madams/Whoever it may concern.

This morning was the third time my son Soren Castor has stolen out of the house in an attempt to fight giant moving snake statues (with legs apparently?). I understand you're all trying to do good and figure this out, but please do not allow him to take part in further rescue attempts without my explicit permission. As he is my son, I feel it is within reason for me to request this of you all. Responses shall be forwarded to me via my associate. Please let me know of any questions/concerns you might have, and expect legal action should you disregard this request. Thank you.

In addition: Soren when you get home you're computer will be missing. I hope you didn't expect to play any of your games this month.

-Gregory

So yeah. That's iit. Hope everyone that diid subway quest iis okay?

ladyofluminosity

So first of all, I want to apologize for my, well, my rather abrupt message the other night. I didn't want to scare anyone, but I ended up doing that anyway. Long story short, while trying to help someone else here, I got stabbed. I'm okay-- [She holds her hands up for emphasis; her right arm appears to be bandaged.] I made it out a lot better than I could have. I managed to deflect it, for the most part.

But that's not why I'm posting. I had a dream that night, and the more I think about it, the more I think it might have been an echo. I can't remember a lot of details about it, but I remember a name: "The Field of Justice." I think I remember seeing others, but no real details about them.

I know, it sounds really hokey, and that's why I didn't want to say anything about it at first. It could have just been the pain medication I'm on, but you never know, right? Has anyone heard about anything like this; a place that champions of legend fight one another, with the same name maybe? Or even something similar? I feel like I'm grabbing at straws...

gogoghostpowers

Okay, so. Two things. First...was anyone making any plans to go back to the rock under the Tuning Towers? Because I don't think that's a really good idea right now, given what happened the last time people tried going down there...and also because of this post. It might be better to play it safe right now with that.

Second...I want to try and see how many people I can make intangible at once. I know I can handle at least three, but I think it would be good to find my upper limit on that. And I can't really ask just anyone to help me with this, since this isn't exactly like my math homework or anything, so...does anyone want to help me out with this?

I can try and get free cookies or something for anyone who volunteers too, if that helps.

((OOC: Also, as a note! If anyone wants to get accidentally possessed by Danny, feel free to sign up as a volunteer and let me know, because I am definitely open to shoehorning another possession into this!))

two_stones

[Japanese]

Verily, the powers that be have granted me a mighty boon once more!

[English]

I am hardcore getting the stupid end of the powers stick. At the least this means I can BS my way through a few Japanese classes for easy credit next semester, but I don't think it's going to help me vanquish the forces of evil.

Seriously, who wants to just do powers at me until I recognize one of them? I know I've got more interesting things I could be echoing here.

[For those who speak it: In Japanese, Sara talks like an old lady from a samurai drama.]

whiterabbit_dot_obj

Anyone remember the farmhouse that's supposed to be serving as an alien hide-out? Back in December a group of us headed over to check it out.

The place was rigged with some extremely high-tech security devices - sensors that would trap whoever triggered them in a force-field
The house itself has a bunch of white tiled rooms in it. There was one room the group who went inside the house said they couldn't get into, and the door was made out of something that didn't look like normal metal.
There's a bunch of things going on in the cellar:
One room has a bunch of containers - some had swarms of vermini in them and others had something we really couldn't see suspended in some kind of pink fluid.
The other is full of animal cages. There's normal animals, and these chimera-things - looked like genetically engineered combinations of ordinary animals.
There are robots in the cellar too, seem to be taking care of the animals and whatever's in the containers.

There's been a debate going on about whether or not this info should get  shared out on here or not, hence why nobody's done a post about it  until now. THAT BEING SAID, it would be appreciated if everyone remembers that running back out to the farmhouse and doing something rash is NOT the best idea, mostly because that could very well put EVERYONE in danger and not just the select few actively trying to place in the Darwin Awards. We decided to share this info because it's safer than leaving everyone in the dark, and it'll give us the best chance of making an INFORMED AND PLANNED OUT return later on, so if you want to act on any of this then for the love of all that is holy talk to us about it.

epimethean

I was out of the country, in case anyone was wondering. Yes, hello, I'm the computer guy, for those of you who--who forgot.

[Hi, Wheatley. You're sounding very exasperated today.]

I mean, I probably should've said something, but you know how it goes. Get yourself into a spot of trouble, spontaneously develop superpowers, spend the rest of the week holed up in your apartment, and finally get on a plane to England but not before stuffing your pockets full of notes to yourself about all of--all of this.

[Amazing, tell us more.]

And here--here's my tangentially related question, while we're at it. How many of you have got powers that are--that are completely useless? And I don't mean "might possibly have some kind of legitimate application in the future" and/or "might possibly be somewhat useful in an out-of-the-box sort of way if you tilt your head and squint" and/or "might possibly become useful with subsequent pulses/echoes/whatever we're calling them today". I mean really useless, completely and totally and irrevocably useless, to the point where I don't--I don't even know what I'm supposed to do with it.

Ordinarily, I would assume this is a sort of--sort of a common occurrence, but the general consensus seems to be powers that are, at least, somewhat useful, and I'm trying very hard to be helpful around here, but at the moment I'm sort of at a loss.

That was my holiday, so.

dododo

[ Since he's gotten into the habit of sharing his echoes anyway... And maybe people are wondering, even if not that many responded. ]

I have two hearts now. So that's what the chest pain was about.

I'm fine, obviously.

It's actually kind of [ A pause in the writing because. Words. ] cool, I suppose is a good word. Mostly fascinating. I think I have two sets of blood circulation too, which would make sense since... two hearts, and all. I can feel two pulses if I check my wrist.

I guess the pain was because it took a while to... grow it? That sounds rather disgusting.

Anyway, yes. I'm fine. And hopefully I don't end up having to do an emergency scan at the UH or something in the future.

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