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there's a deer in my yard.

help.

Who: everyone who wants to come
When: (backdated to) Saturday morning through the evening
Where: a campground/park idk
What: LIVE ACTION ROLEPLAYING

( shit. lets be meta )

iustitia

bluh bluh the mines were a bust etc etc etc how about some news that actually new and exciting and hasn't been repeated a thousand times

Good news, everyone! As it turns out, some of my friends just got grounded for life due to involvement in a freak gasoline fight accident, so they can't make it to our LARP meeting this weekend. This means that we are down several players, which isn't much fun at all! And since you are all such lovely and open minded individuals, I'd like to extend an invitation to you all to come and join me this Saturday to throw bean bags at each other and attempt to out-rules lawyer each other over petty disputes!

Padded, foam weapons (important!!!! we are not here to actually kill each other!!!!!!!!!) will be provided, so you don't need to worry about that, but you are most certainly welcome to bring your own! Being in costume is non-negotiable!! We are here to pretend to be stupid-hatted wizards and dinky short-shorted magic singing lady-wooers; do not show up in your normal people clothes. This will also be a convenient excuse for any physical changes you might be worried about hiding, so don't be a dick about this. We are all going to look like huge nerds out there. There is no escape.

Please inquire within for any further questions you may have about this wondrous and exciting event. Spaces are limited*, so act fast!

((^*spaces are not actually limited))

enrages

hey, so the mine trip was a bust.
some chick hacked some emails and shit, and basically found some conversations that said the Sage of Earth of whatever was a total hoax, but that Thunder corp was specifically searching for something called "Target 1" underground.
considering how dumb it would be to just start digging tunnels and drilling everywhere, we assumed they'd be using the mines to search.

well, we were wrong. (big surprise)

i don't know if anyone ever really officially reported their findings or whatever.
basically, there were those weird blackfuzzy hairy things and it legit looked like they were on drugs.
that was about all we found, because everyone getting those weirdass pulses.
i sure do love when all our leads run dry!!!!!!!
^^^^sarcasm^^^^^

as for happy funtime karson updates, i finally passed out after staying awake for an entire goddamn month.
and completely hypothetically speaking and not linked to finally sleeping or any pulses i may or may not have had,
i have a question.
uh

does

anyone remember dying?
like, legit dying, you are dead and gone and there's no way you're coming back through magical superpowers and it's probably your fault that you died?

EDIT: according to people who can't be classified as legally insane because of lack of sleep, there was a buzzing sound in the mines.

vetala

Who: See tags
When: 08-30; 5PM and onward
Where: The mysterious (not)abandoned mines outside of town
What: Kanti has finally called everyone together to
Warning: Content warnings will be tagged as the threads progress. Prepare for possible violence at the least.

( There's a world going on underground! )

((OOC: The details of what to expect in the mines have been posted in the Gdoc so check that out before you post. The info is a bit too long to be posted here. People not involved in exploring the mines can feel free to tag in the Pre-Trip Preparations thread if it's suitable.

Sorry for posting it this early, but I work late tomorrow and I don't want anyone to have to wait up for me.))

vetala

[The message appears suddenly and in the whole on the network, probably because Kanti has been working at it for a few hours and just copy/pasted it in.]

I have a list of people here that planned to venture with me into the mines. Of that list, I'm not sure how many of you were actually at the meeting that Tamara held regarding what she discovered from Thunder Corp. If not, text me at [Number Here] and I will give it to you before you weigh in here.

For those who went, if you would like to back out now, I understand. However, they did say that they were searching for something underground, and it makes little sense to me to start digging a new series of tunnels in or nearby a city of this size, so they have to be using the mines for something. And if they aren't, the worst we've done is waste an afternoon.

All participants will be required to bring the following: A suitably long rope, water bottle(s), a small or standard First Aid Kit, a flashlight, and a weapon of some sort.

If you cannot afford some or all of those items, they will be provided for you. However, let it be known that the default flashlight is shaped like a duck and needs to be cranked. Lunch will be provided in the form of PB&J and granola bars, though if you would like to bring your own, that's also acceptable.

Please wear practical hiking attire and Octavia if you come with a cape on, I will leave you in whichever car has childsafe locks.

((OOC: The information Kanti will be providing is here. The Gdoc with the list of volunteers and so on is here. It's an OOC doc so feel free to add at your leisure! Write info, make jokes, unhinge your lower jaw and swallow your enemies whole. Y'know, RP stuff. c: ))

somesayinfire

What's up, numbers club?

[Brooke definitely looks all dressed up and nowhere to go. she's wearing a blue dress, strapless, but is keeping her right arm out of the webcam feed. her background shows a neat-looking apartment, but the angle's a little too high to see much beyond the white wall with a Le Chat Noir poster hanging on it.]

It's that time of year again. Christmas in August. My birthday, I'm talking about my birthday. For the past couple years I've gone out bar-crawling with some friends, but I've been feeling a little under the weather lately. My bad. I miss anything huge? Probably, with my luck. I'll catch up later.

Anyway. [she lifts her left hand to reveal a table-glass filled roughly halfway with a clear liquid.] Here's to you guys, numbers club. My life has been weirder, but mostly better, since I found out you exist.

[she drinks jovially, downing the entire glass and placing it off camera, with only a hint of a grimace.]

Oh, and totally unrelated, but does anyone know the name of that bone disease that Mötley Crüe's guitarist has, and slash or how localized it can be? Asking for a friend.

shambles

So... I didn't really want to use the network for this, but didn't know where else to ask.

[Anyone who has ever spoken to him before will notice he sounds considerably more British.]

Is there anywhere to get a sword? I suppose either a place in the city or online would work. Both are equally suspicious, since swords are so relevant in this day and age.

[Because clearly getting a gun would be far too reasonable.]

detectivetroll

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

He can at least do that much.]

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

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

summit

[ So maybe video isn't a good idea, what with his introduction being pretty embarrassing - but this is sort of really embarrassing and super concerning. Travis is talking with his hand over his mouth, subtle as can be. ] Do we have any dentists here, that might be able to fix a... uh, a huge problem, maybe? I, ow [ a little pause and a wince, lisping slightly as he finishes his little request. ] I think I need one, stat.

vetala

[Kanti's writing speaks of the kind of person who takes function over form but thinks that a few flourishes isn't likely to kill anyone unless those flourishes are particularly sharp.]

From what I've read, there are people who are in a more advantageous position than I am to go figuring out whatever has gone on with Thunder Corp, so I'm willing to let them do whatever it is they're capable of doing. However, I'm not exactly a hacking ace or spy of any sort, so I'd like to make an attempt to organize a possibly dangerous field trip.

A while ago the possibility of exploring the abandoned mines again was brought up by Mr. Strider. I'm sure you all know the ones I am referring to. What I would like to know is who's interested? Or rather, who is as interested as I am and willing to come?

((OOC plotting thing is here.))

summit

Okay, uh... Wow. [ There's a stunned teen staring straight at you. Well, not at you - at his laptop camera. His hair's disheveled and he's wearing baby blue pajamas, illuminated only by the light from the computer. ] It actually started recording... Uh.. Wow, okay. That was broken before, but, it's definitely not now. I don't really know, how I knew the address - it was in my head, I mean, but maybe I saw it on a billboard or something? Or just, in my head... Well, anyway, wow... Hi.

I was sort of expecting this to be, just a 404 page. Or... grey text, for some reason. That's really weird but, you know, something like that. [ That sounds really crazy. ] It looks like this place has a lot of laughing people, so, that's a plus, I guess?

[ So very, very awkward. He runs a hand through his messy mohawk and scrunches his nose. ]

Wow. I'm really bad at this. There's a reason I stopped doing verbal analysis videos.

millennias

[ Thanks to yesterday's tap water mess, Mara got to hysterically laugh and got a new echo-- of the twelve troll blood colors. Which, while intriguing to her, is mostly just weird and useless info. But she decides to mention it to the Secret Numbers Network because it seems like the kind of thing that should be mentioned to a group of mysterious strangers via a mysterious network she still doesn't understand. ]

( cut for largeish, colourful picture )

You're probably thinking "why's this bitch posting a color wheel?" but it isn't a color wheel, it's a blood wheel. Yesterday produced some weird shit and now my brain is saying "this is what blood looks like!! there are 12 types!!!" and my brain is also saying "no Mara that is totally incorrect wtf".

Anyway, I figure this must be another one of those "echo" things. Am I the only one looking at this rainbow wheel and seeing blood types?

p.s. if you read webcomics and see one with magical girl robots that have rainbow blood, you'll know why

enrages

hahahhaah
so ahaha
update:
havent slept in 75 hrous

at this poitn
and i think that time has ether forgot me
or its just slowifn the fukck down which is acutlaly kind of beuatiful in a poetyic jusice kinda way if you Thinkg abot it.
like sometimes you just wake up and youres another day older and and sometimes time just goes a ittle bitfaster each and eery day bt ive actualy gone back in time to a point tofwhere it was slower and what M REALLY TRYING TO SAY HERE IS THAT THIS MINUTE HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR FAR TOO LONG AND ITS STARTGIN TO MAKE ME FEEL A LITL UNCOMFORTABLE.

ok

ok thank god

the clock changed
that was aclose one.
whew.

i dont even know hwat id do if my super power was not sleeping and stopping time.
i cant feel my face
and my eys are almost shut but my mind wont stop i jave to be awake o figure all thsi shit out
the purple bigs and scoprios and deer that attck ed me and why isnt my dog talking yet???? (this is the impt wustion why isnt ym dog talking yet this sint fair MAKE MY DOGLET TALKKK)??
crab speak
crab learn to read
crab talk to me
pelase crab please if you are reading this all i have evyrwanted was yoy to be people

....but okay thisn isnt what i wante dto talk to you guys about

( i figured out whats going on. )

gogoghostpowers

AHAHAHAHA, DON'T DRINK THE WATER!! THERE'S SOME CHEMICAL THAT'S--PFFFFFTHAHAHAHA DOING SOMETHING REALLY WEIRD! HAHAHAHAHAAAA, I KNEW IT! I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING IN THE WATER ALL ALONG!!

[He sounds like he just heard the greatest joke in his life, so he gives up on talking for the next 10-ish seconds as he tries to control the riotous laughter...with only a small amount of success.]

Ehehehehe--okay, okay, seriously. I can't really keep from lauhahaHAHAHAghing right now. So--ahahaha!! Sorry. But uhhh my family kinda ehehehehehe--f-figured out a while ago that there's something in the Locke City tap water, so we already ahahahaha-have about twenty years' worth of bottled, undrugged water stockpiled here. If anyone wants any, I can give you...how--hahahaha-however much you want, basically. It's not like we're going to run out any time soon.

Just let me know, I guess, and I'll bring some safe--ffffhahahaha--water over.

Ahahahaha--

drama8om8

Hah! Hah! Fuck all of you assholes with your stupid dumb fancypants power shit. Fuck you! Because I have a real superpower now. The best and most useful and cool and impressive one and you are all going to feel sorry for ever thinking my abilities were lame!

[ With a triumphant nyaaahh, Octavia sticks her tongue out at her phone and then turns it towards the TV. It's tuned in to one of those 24-hour live shopping channel broadcasts - a female presenter is currently hawking overpriced fake jewellery to the viewers. ]

"...And this beautiful piece can be yours for only three hundred dollars! But even if you wear this overpriced piece of shit, you won't be as hot as Octavia."

[ While uttering her slightly-suspect words, the presenter has an unsettlingly slack look to her limbs and a completely vacant expression. It's creepy as hell. After she's done speaking she claps her hands over her mouth in surprise, and Octavia turns the phone back towards her own grinning face. ]

Haha! See? I toooooooold youuuuuuuu! I can make anybody do anything I want any time I want to and it is going to be amazing.

[ She may be exaggerating just a teensy bit. (Permissions post is here!) ]

elfstoned

Strider here.

First of all, I'd like to remind everyone that LSR clinic is available to anyone who needs it. It's off of Five Forks Road, just south of the Dead District. If there's anything wrong that you feel you can't go to a hospital for, come see Dr. Solus or myself, and we'll help you.

Second, I've been seeing rather more police around the city than is usual. Be careful. They cannot be trusted.

...present company excepted, of course.

[you're great kotetsu no rly]

Third, regarding the mines and Thunder Corp. Is anyone planning to investigate either? I cannot offer my help with the latter -- if it went wrong, it would draw attention to the clinic, and that is something I will not risk. However, about the mines...

[He takes a deep breath, then lets it out, uncomfortable underneath his even, measured tone.]

It's no secret that I don't believe we can trust anything that Sage had to say. But this won't stop with monster attacks, and that Gem is the only lead we've got. Has anyone been back to investigate?

And if not...I have experience navigating abandoned mines.

gogoghostpowers

There's that clinic we can go to if something really weird happens to us, right? Can somebody drive me there? Because I'm kind of having a problem.

I got my arm stuck in this napkin and now I can't get it out and I don't know what to do

15minuteslate

All right, listen up.

[Mamoru sounds...unusually irritable. Grumpy. On edge.]

So, we're definitely up against the police, maybe the military, and a bunch of crazy mutant animals. It looks pretty bad, and it's not going to go away if we just ignore it.

[He takes a deep breath, and when he speaks again, he sounds more normal.]

If anyone wanted to learn to defend themselves, well -- I can show you how. I teach a martial arts class twice a week already, so...if anyone was interested...

[He trails off, a little unsure. Maybe he's regretting making this post -- maybe he's not going to get any bites, maybe people won't want to meet in person...]

If you're not okay with meeting in person, I get it. And it's gonna take time, and practice, if you want to get any good. And maybe there's someone on this network who can teach you better than me. But they aren't offering, are they?

Think about it.

vetala

I think that if I must sit in another drama club meeting where half the club insists on arguing their case to the drama sponsor about why they should have been the lead and so on, I will probably just start having all of their costumes delivered by UPS and save myself the trouble of actually being involved in what is no doubt a waste of my goddamn time.
That aside, it's surprising that a series of numbers that have been floating around in my head for the better part of five years have suddenly decided to become relevant in a memo. It's rather suspicious if you ask me, though nobody ever does.
Mostly I’m just curious as to what exactly this is, but I also wanted to get all that off my chest. This seems like a closed network of sorts, though I'm confused as to why it's working in a memo document with a tablet that isn't connected to a wireless signal. Though I honestly don’t know much about computers aside from how to use them well enough to earn a high school credit for technological comprehension.
If someone could explain the situation before the student trying to convince the sponsoring teacher that he should be Hamlet (for what is about the sixth time in this meeting alone) gets hit with a folding chair, that would be excellent.
I would read all I could normally, but I'd rather receive an explanation first so that my time isn't wasted anymore than it is.
And possibly so I don't miss the inevitable horror movie scene about to take place in the drama room.

((OOC: pretend i posted this at a reasonable time. ready? go!))

wirsinddiejager

[The first thing to appear is a series of sketches of what seems to be a squirrel with a human nose; Alan wrote down the numbers while doodling. There's a long pause as he notices something strange is going on and glances over the network. More sketches appear as he tries to take in all this new information, but eventually he decides to go ahead and actually write something.]

ok so Ive been trying to figure this thing out. like I have no idea how this shit works when Im not even online? or ON A COMPUTER??? what the fuck is that even. but I guess if jackets can appear out of nowhere its not that much of a leap to weird random number network things.

but anyway the point is that I saw some stuff about defending the earth? is that for real? because if so then fuck yes I am in.

also. whether or not this is for real or some crazyass arg? this network thing is seriously lacking some artwork. there needs to be a badass banner or something at least. I wouldnt mind whipping something up for you guys. no bragging or anything but Im a pretty good artist.

iustitia

Hello, everyone! My name is Tiresias, but those who really know me can call me Akrana Drakozar.

Since I was young, I was always plagued by the feeling that there was always something missing from my life. I kept getting weird flashes of memory and the odd sensation of phantom limbs. It was like I wasn't just me, but rather someone else -- perhaps even in a past life!

( i'm so sorry )

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