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Aug. 17th, 2014 09:46 am
[personal profile] substitutable
Who: Matthias (pheromonecoffee) and Shintaro
Where: Shintaro's apartment
When: TODAY
What: Shin finds a photo. And Echoes.
Warnings: there is a general blanket warning but idk what for

that ltm episode was balls )
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[personal profile] drawitagain
[Haruka's face shows up on the network, overcome with a look of exhaustion. His clothes are spattered lightly with paint, along with smaller marks here and there on his face.]

Ah...Hello! I was wondering if I could get your opinion on something! [Haruka turns his cellphone towards the wall of what appears to be a local underpass. The wall is covered in very neatly painted graffiti. Large, colorful and playfully drawn letters spell out "Create a Great Day!" The letters are surrounded by a painted overgrowth of green grass and rainbow colored flowers. The design takes up a pretty huge chunk of the wall, and there are various paint cans strewn about, so it's obvious this has been quite an exercise for him.]

What do you think? Oh! B-Before anyone gets mad! I know graffiti can be bad but...The reason I painted this, was because I wanted to paint something nice over the graffiti that was already there...

It was, um. A very hurtful message. Directed at us. The numbered. [He sighs and sits on the ground in front his work, bringing close his paint cans and placing them into a backpack.]

Why would someone say that about us? We didn't choose this, we're only a little bit different from everyone else. We'd never, ever try to hurt anyone...Why is people's first instinct to try to kill us?

I don't understand. It isn't fair.
[personal profile] substitutable
Can't sleep. Choose topic 1, 2, 3 or all if you will.

1.
If you were to assign your past life a genre what would you choose?
Give me some examples. I'm having trouble with mine -- I used to think it was slice of life but now I'm just confused.

2.
If you think about going swimming in the ocean at night even in July, don't do it. It's cold as hell. Also practice diving first. If you go out at any time of the night, bring your phone no matter where you go. Except the water.

3.
Who here has experience with immortality or time travel? Discussion requested.
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[personal profile] pheromonecoffee
Let's set the scene here.

Bridge. Late night. Green full moon.

Six year old alone in the backseat of a car. Front seat? Two coffins.

Giant explosion. Car destroyed. Boy not destroyed. Coffins in car probably destroyed. 90% chance of coffin destruction.

Giant monster. Robot teenage girl fighting monster. Robot girl losing.

Robot girl stuffs giant monster into six year old. How? Fuck if I know.

Moon stops being green. Bridge is on fire. Car is on fire. Six year old is not on fire.


[Video flashes on. Matt's hanging around LCU's campus. It's pretty dead since it's only summer sessions and he's not by the library or anything. He'd come to pick something up, and... Well, the walk here had been eventful. He should drive more, as attested to the scrape on his cheek. He's a lucky kid.

That aside, he looks... not very amused.]


So if we're playing the crazy echoes game anymore, I think I'm winning. [He laughs a little, covering his face with his hand in sheer exhaustion.] Coffins in a car? You know what the craziest shit about this is?

I seriously think I just watched Minato's parents die. That's... that's some fucked up kind of thing to show a guy. And that... thing. That monster.

[And Matt completely freezes. And then he laughs. And it's not a good laugh--it's a kind of crazy, kind of broken laugh.]

No wonder he had to die.
That thing inside of him... [And then his laughter just completely stops and he drops the phone he's recording on. That thing. That thing looks so similar to Thanatos. And Thanatos... Thanatos is Phillip. His friend. He curls himself up where he sits, resting his head on his knees and the video just shows the summer sky.]

Let's just pretend. This never happened.
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[personal profile] drawitagain
Who: Haruka Kokonut, Shitnaro Kisaragi
What: Two boys meet for froyo.
Where: Froyo Joint®
When:July 5???

and the new friend is the old friend )
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[personal profile] pheromonecoffee
[Matt Abbot adjusts the camera on his laptop. He's still in his Vegas hotel room--funny, since a lot of the group has gotten home?

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

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


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

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

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

Then he switches to text.]


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

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


[Replies will also be coming from [personal profile] substitutable! Who has just reapped in with a new reincarnation and has no idea he was being recorded.]
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[personal profile] 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] beforeweproceed
[A number is written out someplace.

With connection made, the writing stops there as voice is picked up.]
Now - before you ask me, I did my research... Spent some time looking back through this thing. [Something of a self-directed, paced mutter.] Took me ages to figure out how someone "scrolls" on a page in a notepad.

All right, though. My question is... How the hell're you supposed to know what your first... "Echo." [Air-quotes made where he's sitting. Picks up casually enough, quick.] Did to you, anyway?

Can't say I recall any strange... "pulsing" deja vu moments, joined by, what... out-of-body experiences -- "visions" during my lifetime. What I'm getting is, I've been alive for seventy-eight years and I could've had my Echo in any one of them.

Is that right?

closed;

Feb. 6th, 2014 10:48 pm
[personal profile] substitutable
Who: Shin ([personal profile] substitutable), Shuuya ([personal profile] deludings)
When: Friday, during school!
Where: LCHS
What: Shuuya pulling a Kano.
Warnings: (ΦωΦ)(Shuuya)

reincarnations are still little shits )
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[personal profile] publicity
[Ohhh, here goes.

She cannot believe she's doing this, absolutely cannot, but if she wants some answers... Well, she's just going to have to brave the madhouse.]


how do i quit?

i read a lot of what you guys said but this is still crazy and i don't even know if i believe it yet. but my phone broke and then i couldn't get this stupid number out of my head and you all know you sound crazy, right? and you're embarrassing yourselves too this is all so embarrassing.

so how do i quit??? without my phone breaking again.
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[personal profile] vaimo
 Forgive me if someone's already asked this, I haven't been around here that long.

But assuming that we all are reincarnations from some alternative world (worlds?) what are the chances that we would all have some sort of super power?

Surely there has to be some of us who were just normal people, housewives or students or 9-5 office workers.

[Perhaps they were picked out for something, but she still finds it hard to believe that she could have been anything more than ordinary, and her echoes so far haven't proved her wrong.  Housewives feels fairly close to home to what she imagines she was like in her past life.  Maybe there's someone out there who seems to be echoing back the same type of person as she is?  She feels fairly useless and to know that she isn't alone in that would be nice.]
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If you have any questions about donating I'll answer them to the best of my ability. Thank you for your time.

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[ooc: just to clarify, this is purely an IC thing for humorous purposes only. i'm not actually attempting to get anyone to donate to wikipedia]
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[personal profile] hollowleg
so what danny said about me is true. i took a bite out of him. it was my fault, for sure, because i forgot my lunch that day and haha so hungry. anyway i've been trying my very best to stay away from people but i have to go back to work soon or else i won't have any money

SO first part of this post is to tell you all to avoid the Magnificent Bakery on Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Those are the days I work. It's numbers club people that are most in danger. i'm usually ok if i make sure to eat.

the other thing is… does the word "Hollow" mean anything to anyone here? I found out that's what I am. they're these… ghosts, I guess. Monsters, obake. Spirits who have wandered the earth so long that they get overcome by their despair and mutate into monsters with skull-like masks, and eat other ghosts and people to try and fill the holes in their hearts. Are those a "thing" for anyone else?

… i'm not sure what to do. is there a cannibals anonymous?


oh. I hope everyone enjoyed their gifts. there were no human body parts in the cookies i promise. just sugar and flour and happiness.

[PRIVATE: BROOKE REYNOLDS]

Hey, you're a mortician, right? I need human… flesh, i guess. anything you can spare. bones, organs, whole limbs. anything.
[personal profile] substitutable
All right. I've spent the last few days lurking on this network trying to get an idea of what this is and the only definite conclusion I've drawn is that it's best not to ignore it.

Apparently I'm going to be getting a lot of "flashbacks" to an alternate-universe or alternate-timeline or pre-incarnation self's life and sometimes I get souvenirs from it. Also there are people trying to find and cause trouble with the people in this network and Thunder Corps is to be watched out for? That's the general idea I'm getting.

Anyway, I'll go by Shin here. I'm a week in to this "Numbers Club" thing and all I have so far is a memory of beating some stranger at a 1P shooter game. And possibly a bottle of Coca Cola. Nice to meet you all I guess?