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truthcharted

Looks like I got caught up in the case myself... I should have listened when they warned me, but no, of course I didn't listen.

In the interest of fair disclosure, I guess I'll introduce myself. My name's Kevin. Kevin Steele. I work for the FBI, and I'm assigned to keep an eye on the city and make sure nothing untoward happens. But now I'm part of everything, just the same as all of you. At least I'm not coming in totally blind, but... well, there's not a whole lot else to be said for it.

Don't mistake this for a truce - if something happens, I'm going to be on top of it immediately. And I'm not going to tolerate any idiocy in what is now my city. I just want to make sure that's clear now. Don't do anything crazy, and you won't have problems from me.

So, now that I've said that... I'm working my way through the backlog, but I'm certain there are things that weren't in the briefing that I need to know. Anyone have any ideas?

charcoalfeather

Hey... it's Rakka.

[Indeed it is, complete with a tired smile and a little wave. She appeared to be on a couch in the Dians's place, the screen resting on her lap.]

So I've been thinking, about a lot of things. It's not like there is a lot going on, and I should probably be doing something about trying to fly and stuff. I already have a way to do it.

[The screen jerked as she turned it, eventually showing the rocket boots Octavia had created for her.] I just need to figure out how to do it with my wings.

[Still, she looked... conflicted. Her eyes went from the boots, to the screen and back. She let out a yawn.]

Maybe... I'll do it another time. It's really hot outside anyways.

[She can just put it off and watch anime, right?]

swissarmyjesus

[The video is of Chuck leaning back in his chair at his desk, basketball under his arm.]

I don't know about you guys, but it's been about a month since school let out, and I haven't played in weeks.

So. Some network-only basketball. [He lifts the ball from under his arm and starts spinning it on one finger, like everyone can always do in the movies but no one can ever figure out how to do in real life. Show off.]

And hey, if we find a private enough court, we can even make it more exciting and play with superpowers! [On cue, the hand that's spinning the basketball morphs into one of these, the ball still spinning perfectly on an enormous metal finger.]

Who's game?

evowhisperer

( Private to Karl )
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[Phone Text, Open to All]

What's your favorite invention? If you can't think of one, name something you want to see made real.

jasminebloominginshadow

So... um.

I kinda fucked up. I failed four of my classes this semester... I was already pretty terrible at Algebra, but I also flunked Spanish II, World History, and Biology...

Ugh. What's the next step after this? I said I could handle all the superhero and Vegas stuff and school and I clearly couldn't...

ghostly_heiress

So in other news, I seemed to have joined the ranks of outfits befitting a superhero.

In fact, it may be I'm part of a superhero duo. I could have gone without the midriff shirt, but at the very least it comes with pants.

Though I fear what the fans might say when they see a girl with Cure Phantom symbol plastered to her chest whenever I'm fighting capable.

chalicejoker

So I can make takoyaki now. I've been trying and failing to do that for years. My takoyaki skills have been a running joke through the family since I was ten. I could just never do it. I'd always screw it up somehow. Until now.

I think I pulsed that back. Somehow. They think I must have just been practicing, but I haven't even tried in a couple of years. Then suddenly today we're talking about street foods, one thing led to another, and I can do it.

Apparently I was a giant bug who liked fighting other monsters and could make a mean takoyaki. This stuff's just getting weird.

[Turning into a horrible giant bug? He's made his peace with that, somewhat. Maybe. At least publicly. Fighting other monsters? Sure, he can roll with it. But making takoyaki has apparently pushed Hajime over some sort of weirdness threshold.]

the_fist

[Gabriel was sitting at his computer in a wife beater with shorts. He turned on his webcam and pointed it directly at what looked to be a massive pile of plain fried donuts, his arms crossing as he looked from the pile to his computer screen over and over and over again.]

Hey, guys. Ever echo a ton of donuts before?

[He reached down, picked one up and then ate it whole, swallowing quickly enough that it was just one bite. He moved on and ate another one as he waited for responses.]

wonk

Who: Roxy, Lucas
What: nail-painting and boy talk
Where: Roxy's apartment
When: June 10th

( some song lyrics about partying teenagers i don't know )

kyoumibukai

Who: Lucas and Steven

When: June 11th, late

Where: An apartment building not too far from the dead district

What: Lucas echoes back the archive of all the world's knowledge, but unfortunately he's a little too wasted to make any use of it. Also he's too wasted to get out! Tw: substance/alcohol abuse, bad social decisions, teens in crisis

( If I stay here trouble will find me. If I stay here I'll never leave. )

gogoghostpowers

Guys! Holy crap, check this out, I was just checking out the subreddit about us, and I found out someone drew me! There are people out there seriously drawing fanart of me! I...I don't know exactly what it is, but check this out:

( OOC cut to not stretch layouts )

This is the greatest thing I've ever seen in my life.

chalicejoker

[The video feed switches on, and there's Hajime. He looks pretty darn satisfied about something. Kind of like he's done something impossibly stupid, survived anyway, and has now decided that the experience was actually pretty cool and that he is cool for surviving it.]

So Jack and I went by the courthouse to talk to the alien. Between the two of us, we were kind of a spectacle, so Geoff offered us a more private place to talk.

[Yeah, he's pretty proud of that luck there. He usually doesn't grin, but there are hints of one now.]

So we ended up meeting him aboard his spaceship. It's not like we got the full run of the place, but we saw some stuff...I don't even know what most of it was.

But they--the aliens--didn't try anything funny. No surprise ambushes or anything. It was pretty peaceful overall, even if it was...weird. Aliens respect monsters, I guess.

[He's about to switch off the feed, but then he stops.]

And before I forget, are there any doctors out there who could get Jack a doctors' excuse for the past couple months? Something about being laid up with bird-itis?

[That's what you call it when you turn into a giant peacock-thing, right?]

kirifuda

Who: Lucas & Steven
When: May 31st, evening
Where: Stevens's apartment complex
What: Echos blow, let's decorate cakes instead.
Warnings: This will include flashbacks to vehicular manslaughter. Also, frosting dicks likely.

( i might have been wrong )

kyoumibukai

[Lucas looks a little sweaty, but sober, for once.]

Hey guys. So, school's gonna be out for almost everyone pretty soon, and I figure now's as good a time as any to try to get the people who are still in school together to see what's up. Anybody want to organize a trip to Vegas?

I mean, grown-ups have work, but students like us have a lot of time to put our heads together and figure out good plans to counteract crazy stuff that might be happening. Like, getting together and having a strategy, making teams or groups of buddies... So we're not stepping all over each other or whatever... Elect somebody to talk to the government for us, maybe. Or like a secret email address or something, I dunno.

We gotta get a little more organized, I think.

[He runs his fingers through his hair, looking kind of nervous.]

We gotta get more or less on the same page, figure out what's going on, cos just because we haven't had any other big attacks lately doesn't mean we won't have one.

[Lucas hasn't heard about the car rampaging around town quite yet.]

jailbreaks

[So this time he has his number written on a window in his living room and well, people are actually free not to recognize him. For once, he's actually posting to the network not drunk or talking about illegal substances, but rather, he's wearing this outfit, trying his hardest to look serious and not laugh...]

So, I don't know what you people wore as knights, but I get the feeling that this isn't what most people wear. Then again, I was a magic knight who didn't use magic or something. But, seriously, you'd think we'd get some fuckin' armor or at least something to protect us.

Also, what the hell is up with this? [He pulls on the fabric that is clinging almost skin tight on his waist.] ...I look like a girl.

[He pauses, actually pondering thing.]

Was I a girl?

[But really, look at that outfit and how it nicely goes along his curves, giving him an almost feminine physique.

But seriously, he's not taking this serious at all. He just felt like showing off his dumb new outfit because, really, it looks dumb.]

kyoumibukai

Who: Lucas Evans and Steven Huguenot
What: NOT A DATE, THAT'S FOR SURE. Steven and Lucas meet for coffee to discuss... Whatever this is. Or was. Or what's going on.
Where: A chain coffeeshop in the city.
When: May 9th

( Love's a hand me down brew /I'll never know a Sunday /In this weekday room )

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

telvanni

[ Today, Nathaniel is broadcasting via a small circular handmirror. It doesn't provide a particularly expansive view, but he needs something portable and he doesn't own a cellphone. And let's be real, nobody needs to see any more of his horrible flowery chintzy living room than is already visible. Ugh.

He isn't looking quite as bored and above-it-all as usual. There's a hint of slightly-undignified excitement in his expression and everything. ]

Loath as I am to take up valuable ephemeral-number-network space, I do have something important to announce. I have created a spell set I believe many of you will be interested in. Observe!

[ Holding his mirror steady in one hand, he waves the other in an elaborately theatrical gesture. For a moment the view from the mirror is obscured in a shower of purplish-white lights, and then... ]

Oh, bugger.

[ ...he isn't in his living room any more. He's outside. The mirror gets turned away from his face to display the location more clearly - Nathaniel has been teleported on top of the roof of a building overlooking the Vegas strip.

Yeah.

After a few seconds, the lightshow obscures the mirror once more. When it dissipates, the view is trained back on Nathaniel back inside his living room. ]

I was aiming for a nearby alleyway, I suppose I shall have to recalibrate a tad... But you get the idea. I have achieved instantaneous transportation between Locke City and Las Vegas. I am also capable of enchanting items with the spells involved, so that non-magical persons will be able to use them.

Supplies are limited. As such, should anyone wish to obtain any enchanted items I will require adequate compensation. [A pause.] And I should note that unlike the staves I produced previously, these are entirely unsuitable for vegans.

[ Which doesn't sound ominous at all. ]

kyoumibukai

[The young man on the video feed is lying back on the bed, legs splayed with the lackadaisical lope of someone who is not entirely sober.]

Heyyy, Numbers Club.

[He leans forward, giving a little salute.]

The name's Lucas Evans. I've been reading the network for a little bit. See, when I heard about the Numbers Club on the news, I was like, hey... Numbers??? I've had those for like... my whole life.

[He snickers.]

I almost fell in a pit when I was a kid and since then I've had these... numbers... in my head. Also, people say that's when I started to be really good at remembering things.

[He hauls the laptop onto his lap and looks down at it. He ticks his finger with each of his emphasized syllables in his next sentence.]

They call it an ei-de-tic memory... I had a lot of tests run on me as a kid before my mom got fed up and stopped them. Oh, right.

[He sighs.]

Yeah, in case anyone recognizes me, like, if you're big on politics. My dad's Congressman Evans. So. Yeah, but don't worry if you didn't vote for him. I didn't either...

[He covers his face and laughs at his own joke.]

Cause I'm- I'm a sophomore at LCA. So hey, go keymasters, right?

[He shifts the camera over his hips and thinks.]

What else. Oh, uh. I don't have any real idea what cool powers I might have. Nothing's really setting anything off as far as memories go. So. Let me know if anyone out there remembers me.

[He closes into the camera, winking, even though it quite obviously emphasizes the fact that his eyes are glassy and just a little red.]

Catch you later, Numbers club.

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Entries tagged with kamen rider w: philip

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Ninth feather [Video] backdated to the 13th

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Text | Private and OTA

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video; +842 donuts

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I see people on the floor, they're sliding into the sea...

[text/image] i have completely lost control of my life

[Video, Backdated to June 3]

[closed] if we're not that gone then we're not that far

[video] Soooo school's out?

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Black Coffee [closed]

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[video] A few days late for 4/20, but...