savetheearth | Entries tagged with spec-ops cell go-busters: yoko usami

buildyourworld

Who: Karl Aurion (

flamberge), Eriks Saverem (

featherduster), Neil Dylandy (

hotshots), Eugen Lambert (

buildyourworld), Yoko Aznabel (

sucrosity) & Cesar Sanchez-Ortiz (

evowhisperer)
What: An FBI Inspection Team to Thundercorps following a tip about a secret basement wing.
When: 20th June
Where: Thundercorps
Warning: Socially awkward uniformed men (and lady) trying to be serious.

( nobody believe that bullcrap excuse for our blackout )

sucrosity

Who: Yoko Aznable & Neil Dylandy
Where: Mecha wing at LCU
When: The 12th, in the morning.
What: Yoko comes in to use the facilities under FBI watch, meets Neil properly for the first time.

( all good soldiers crack like boulders. )

peacefulwinter

[Monday afternoon. Winter's on the screen, looking better than before but still not 100%. This... isn't her room, though. Where is she...?]

I have... a little bit of a problem. I had a talk with someone a couple of d-days ago, and I'm not sure what to do anymore. There are things I want to do, but I don't want to put... my important people at risk. I've already almost lost someone dear to me because I was careless. I never- [She has to stop for a second; it came out a little too choked for her to continue.] I never want to have to experience that again. But I...

I'm sorry, I'm no-not really making sense. I want us to return to Las Vegas, once everything is said and done. There are still too many people that are going to be at too high of a risk without... someone to help keep them safe. But can I do that? Am I... being too selfish by wanting to go there again? Am I putting them at risk? I know I'm not forcing anyone to go, but... it's so dangerous, just like it was here. I don't know if it's something I can ask anyone to do. But I can't go alone. I'm not strong enough to do anything by myself. I know that, by now. Still... if I don't have to put them in harm's way, I want to. My friends haven't done anything wrong, either - they shouldn't have to pay for my desires.

I don't... I'm not sure what to do. Part of me knows that, sooner or later, someone has to go, and there's no real reason it can't be us. I just don't know if I can r-really ask them to follow me again, after what happened last time. Am I being too selfish? Or am I just overthinking it? Or... mmn.

I guess I'm just not confident about all of this. Not after what happened before. I don't... know what to do.

[After a second, she makes a frustrated sound, before shutting off the feed.]

abhero

i’m fucking sick of this echo bullshit FUCKING SICK this crap got me FIRED today and now i have to explain it to mom and find something else any suggestions for a 16 yr old that don’t include constantly dealing w/people i don’t think i should do customer service anymore god i HATE this personality rewriting shit I REALLY FUCKING HATE IT JFC IT’S RUINING MY LIFE

[Guess who echoed back an explosive temper that got him into a screaming match with a particularly rude customer. Turns out bosses don’t appreciate workers who call customers “you stupid fucking asshole” and throw their groceries on the floor.]

swissarmyjesus

[This is the first time Chuck has ever shown his face on the network, so he's looking a little nervous when the video starts up. It doesn't help that, in the worst case scenario, he's about to open himself to potential murder here. Still, he forces a more or less casual expression as the video starts.]

So. I know you, but you don't me. I'm Chuck--moved into town about a year ago, and been on this network since January.

...I'm also a Blood Key. [Chuck grabs the neckline of his shirt and pulls it down to show the keyhole tattoo on camera.] Now, before any of you start sharpening your axes, I'm saying that to try and help--trust me, I think what's going on here is just as messed up as you do, and I have information I bet you guys could use.

So instead of trying to kill me, just...think of me as your man on the inside. [He puts on a confident grin, almost leaning into a smirk.] Deal?

lightsoflife

First, some names for you all. I'm curious to see if anybody recognizes them from echoes.

The Raging Bomber: a serial bomber. I don't know much about this one other than the name.
Ian Holden: an FBI agent. He wears sunglasses in the office, for some reason. Not the most pleasant of men.

I've asked about the bomber before, but it's been quite a while since then and now I'm able to connect more of the dots.

Second, I also have a few questions for everyone at large. This is unrelated to the above, but it came up in a conversation I had some time ago.

1. Is the fact that you're one of the people known to the public? And I do mean the public, not just your family.
2. If so, did it happen of your own volition?
3. Are you above or below the age of eighteen? No need for specifics.

Thank you.

swissarmyjesus

Remember the guy who was kidnapped by the mafia and asking for help to get him out of there?

Well, he's gone now--they either took him somewhere else...or worse. I don't know for sure. Has anyone seen him on the network lately? We might still be able to help if he's around on here.

[and if he's not...Chuck doesn't want to entertain that thought.]

occasus

[ Hello, network. Kei's not outside, which is pretty rare--he seems to have found digs that look way more fancy than anything he really owns. High walls, amazing furniture...

...Yeah, he's at Shou's place.

He knows it's recording, so he stills the strings of his guitar and scrunches his nose up. He's not really used to making network videos. Or any videos at all, really--you probably have seen him if you frequent the park, where he plays for change. He sighs slightly and decides to spit it out: ]

You have one band you have to hear for the rest of your life. What is it?

[ And, while he waits for answers, he strums an chord. ] I haven't been able to think of mine yet.

---
[TEXT TO: RICHARD STROUD ]
Are you busy?

[TEXT TO: SHOU CHINEN ]
I need to know how much rent is. I'm paying rent. Shut up.

sucrosity

[ Video feed opens on - what looks to be the frame of an RC car, with a bug net attached to a lever on the back. Visible from above is a mass of exposed wires and a single microphone. (That can't be safe.) From the playground distantly visible, it's probably running around in the park somewhere, and for a moment the car running back and forth across grass, its lever swinging, is all that plays.

Then Yoko leans into the frame from the side with a small smile, and starts to talk. ]

So there's a whole lot of... serious stuff going on now. [ She looks down, then backs up, more serious. ] It's scary, no matter how much I remember that's scarier.

[The video moves until it gets set down on something, and she turns her whole body toward it, sitting down cross-legged. The RC car climbs the slope behind her to continue chasing its prey - she's very prominently not holding a car remote. ]

I think 'we can all work together!' is kind of... naive, I guess. So instead, I'm just gonna say 'don't be afraid to ask for help'. [ She turns her head to watch the RC car, which is creeping along the wooden ledge around a plot of bushes. ]

J, be careful! [ She turns back, shaking her head. ] Help is... kind of why I'm, you know, here, actually. Juicy said not many people downloaded the app. If things are getting more serious, then - he needs to learn everything he can. He's kind of annoying, but he's a good friend, so... if you have space, think about downloading it? Dad said J's not keeping any tracking data because the only place that matters to him is the one he can move by himself. [ She points with her thumb over her shoulder toward the car. ] If he learns enough, he might get his actual body back sooner, and then no one has to worry about the noisy robot asking stupid stuff about what they're doing. You know? He's like a robot kid.

[ And speak of the devil - clearly visible behind her, the RC car goes toppling over onto its side. A speaker plays the chorus of the Beatles' Help, and Yoko sighs, then gets up to go right the car, brushing dirt off of it. ]

Juicy, how many times is that now?

[ A robotic voice howls 'my stag beetle!', then Darth Vader's 'NOOOOOO', as Yoko carries the car back to where she was sitting, talking as she goes - ] Oh, shut up, there aren't even any stag beetles in Jersey!

[ She sets the car down, and it immediately moves around her. J starts rattling off the Wikipedia article about ants as he moves toward the camera. Yoko just talks over him. ] If you wanted to know about... the app... or J, then I guess I can tell you what I know. J, stop standing in front of me! [ The lever on the RC car moves, and the camera goes crashing, before turning off. ]

pheromonecoffee

Matt's Super Important Survey of Avoiding Studying for the Looming Physics Exam

Name/Alias:
Current Age: a range is good like are you a kid or a teen or a young adult or an adult adult or an old adult?
Occupation: or general like are you in medicine or a student or education or what?
How Long Have You Been Numbered?:
Favorite Food:
Favorite Genre of Music: viral youtube videos count
How Many Seasons of College Have You Seen?: if you are not caught up shame on you
Do You Prefer the [Harry Potter Stand In] Books or Movies?:
Do You Sunburn Easily?: very important
Were Your Parents Honest About Dropping You as a Child?: (all babies get dropped at one point or another)

Echo stuff

Do you remember using magic in your echoes?: or somebody else using it?
What age was the other you?: general range is okay
What was your occupation?:
Do you remember how they died?: seriously i can't be the only person who remembers dying i need some validation here.

This is a very important study into why the hell we're all dealing with this. Your answers are vital and will be recorded and my lab assistants and I will sort through this and report our findings asap.

... speaking of, lab assistants, are you free on Saturday because my aunt and uncle are out and I have a coupon for pizza. I am not letting buy one pizza get a pizza free go to waste.

believing_heart

[Written in a neat, bubbly print with a bright red gel pen.]

Hi there! I actually had a question that I was hoping someone could answer. A couple of questions, actually!

☆ How common is it for relatives to be Numbered?
☆ If you have a relative that's a Numbered too, how are you related?
☆ Did you both have your first Echoes around the same time?
☆ Were you related in your pasts, too?

Thanks a lot for answering my questions! I've been thinking about this a lot ever since I found out my brother was a Numbered. But I'm sure that if it happened to us, it definitely had to have happened to others also!

lowres

[Nadia can't even bother to hide herself anymore. TBH anyone could look at her and make a guess something weird was going on. Because she's a thirteen year old with blues swirls in her even more impossible to control cloudcottoncandytiedye hair (it's tied back and it's still going everywhere). And today she is addressing the network, much as a thirteen year old would on a public forum, for advice.

As to what, it might be clear when you note that she is wearing a pink frilly apron over her pink hoodie.]

Good afternoon, everyone! Today I had the day off from school, so I think I am going to cook for my parents before they get home. However, I don't know what recipe to try! [She rocks on her heels holding onto her (incredibly nice granite) counter.] I think I'd like to do something new, and the cook asked me what she should go get for ingredients when I expressed my interest, but I don't know where to start. Does anyone have any suggestions for their favorite meals? Maybe something a little easier, as I'm not very good yet.

[Thank god above that Nadia can cook better than Nia can... not that she knows that yet. She considers something before a moment before her face breaks into an even wider smile]

As we do not have school until Tuesday, maybe it might be better to ask for many recipes so I can try a few while I have the time.

amajin

Who: Jin + Yoko Aznable; Beet J. Stag.
When: April 12th, Evening
Where: The Aznable Home
What: Jin's finally echoed back his 14 years of imprisonment in hyperspace, and the reason why his body is still so young. It explains a lot, but it's not a pleasant explanation.

( Trapped in a prism, in a prism of light. Alone in the darkness, darkness of white... )

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.

jueki

Hello. I am now able to access the network. I am an AI program originated by Jin Aznable, who has been too busy being happy that his body has reversed its horrifying deterioration by over ten years to pay attention to me.

Without his knowledge I have acquired my own string of numbers with which to access the network, and I demand that those of you who have smart phones download the app so that I can communicate with you on your phone. I am very useful and entertaining. You may talk to me about any topic. I am very well-informed on bugs. And movies about bugs. I do not have a body.

I am somewhat lonely.

cava

[Cain flicks a little wave in greeting, leaning back in his chair and pushing his goggles onto his forehead. he's wearing a Canadiens jersey, hockey night and all that. there's a bottle of red wine in the frame, about three-quarters full.]

Bon, bon, bonjour, Network. [unlike his usual greetings, it lacks a teasing edge. He doesn't look particularly excited.]

I hadn't had the opportunity to check in, between the nonsense last week and what happened to my workplace, but. Well. [he frowns somewhat, chewing on the inside of his mouth. his eyes briefly flash red - and are those numbers at the center?]

For those that know her, it appears that my sister Calista has lost her Echoes. [he shrugs, pouring himself a glass.] I must confess, I'm not entirely sure how to feel about it. As long as she's safe, I suppose that's what matters most, though it's hardly going to make things any easier for me. [he manages a wry laugh, bringing a hand up to his forehead.] Tabarnac, I knew that I was selfish, but honestly... [Cain's gonna need that glass of wine now. he picks it up and waves again to sign off, closing the video.]

swissarmyjesus

[He's been holding off on making a post here for a while now. He's mainly lurked since he first connected in January and saw people plotting Blood Key murders, but after Wise Snake he has too many questions and not enough people to talk to about this stuff.]

I'm gonna take a wild guess here and say you guys weren't the ones who unleashed that giant snake thing on the city. It doesn't look like it based on what you're all saying on the news, anyway. (Nice costumes, by the way.) I guess I should just feel lucky my house is still standing, even though there are rescue teams camping out here and shutting down half the roads.

Just two questions: Anyone got any idea what caused all this in the first place? There's no way some giant snake monster went all Godzilla on everything out of nowhere.

Second, I know we're all getting these 'echoes' that are dropping giant robots on people left and right, but this is different. This isn't something I own, this is something I can do.

[to better illustrate his point, he switches to video. He makes sure his face is out of frame first (he doesn't trust you THAT much, guys) and backs up several steps, so that only his arm is in view against the wall behind him. Then, with a whining noise, metal erupts out of his arm to form one of these. After flexing the fingers for a few seconds, the machine folds back into his perfectly fleshy, human arm. He walks back over to the screen and shuts off the video.]

Is this all still normal 'echo' stuff or should I be getting checked out at the magical superpower hospital?

pheromonecoffee

27 February 2014

Today I have begun my study of the network of the so-called “numbered” individuals of Locke City and their various personalities and concerns in order to find the main character. Various situations and tropes have led me to believe that we are indeed the subjects of a novel or tv series. Possibly a video game. This is the only logical conclusion I can reach as we are capable of accessing a communication network that surpasses the boundaries of both science and logic and that sort of thing happens in works of fiction all the time.

Also because we’re being invaded by aliens and there are government conspiracies this kind of thing doesn’t happen in a non-fictional setting, you never read books about how Ben Franklin saved the colonies from aliens because he didn’t because aliens do not exist. So clearly we are actually in a work of fiction. Also monster summons are only things in video games.

Thus, the story must follow a main character. If I can find the main character and target their specific problems, I will be able to isolate the central conflict of the work and predict the outcome of the story.

This is an incredibly important task. The lives of several dozen are in the balance.

( Totally professional selfies within )

sucrosity

Who: Yoko Aznable and Cain Hashimoto
When: 2/28, afternoon
Where: Chez Aznable
What: Jin's still in the hospital so Yoko invites annoying strange men over for information meetings.
Warnings: Jerks being jerks to one another, the J App being J.

( guys is it really so hard to be mature for ten minutes )

sucrosity

Who: Yoko and Chuck

swissarmyjesus
Where: LCA Gym
When: 2/12, after school
What: Someone recently got really good at basketball. Sounds like Numbers crap to Yoko.
Warnings: (It's not Numbers crap. It's Blood Keys crap. Don't tell her that.) Teenagers being teenagers, but none, probably!

( tact, yoko, learn it. )

boredallready

[Lloyd's been a bit sparse lately, but he's had a lot on his mind. ~~A lot for him, at least.~~ He doesn't look nearly as cheerful or as confident as he usual does.]

I have a weird question and I figured this would be the best place to ask it cause there are always lots of weird questions here.

I don't think any of you know my dad cause he doesn't have this number, but a lot of people think it's pretty obvious that he's not my "real" dad. We both thought my other dad was dead, but...now I dunno anymore. I think he's alive and that I've talked to him, but I'm pretty sure he doesn't know who I am.

Does...anybody know what you're supposed to do when that happens?

pumpkinbutt

Who: Sam (

pumpkinbutt) & anyone!
Where: Locke City Hospital & nearby park
When: Monday Feb 3rd; late afternoon/evening
What: Getting her usual check-ups and enjoying being out of the house for a while.

( Late afternoon: Park [Closed to Phillip] )

( Evening: Hospital (OPEN) )

[[ ooc; first option is closed but the second's open to anyone who'd like to meet Sam, prearranged or not! She is disabled and has to use a wheelchair to move around, just as an fyi *^*b ]]

idealofhope

Well, I just lost 10 Gs.

How's your Sunday going?

sjokolade

So, this is the network that everyone is talking about? How strange is that? And here I thought I was going a little crazy here that I had all those numbers in my head but...I'm glad to know that I'm not the only one around here!

But if I got this right, everyone of us here has this supposedly past life or something right?

So how about it? I heard that you also had some kind of power from that life too!

What are your powers like? Oh, oh! Better yet, how about you can tell me what was your first echo? It doesn't matter what it is, I'm just curious what your past life was like! In return, I'll definitely tell you what mine was!

I doubt that you'll be able guess what it might be!

[Besides, it would be a good way to take people's minds off what's going on anyway.]

wasthatmymom

lately I been thinkin' I aint the most productive guy i havent done any cool heroic feats (that u kno about.....) lately and i thought it was time to STEP IT UP and help out

i notice erryday ppl be like "am i crazy" "what is this place" "why do i remember playing tennis w/ shakespeare and his pet dog scruffles"

so i took it upon myself to create a handy guide that's much better than the wall of txt u guys already use

i basically streamlined that into a much easier to read format hope it helps all u newbies

( non ic cut for big image )

dyingtohealyou

So has anyone else gotten a pulse that made them irrationally hate some

[He originally types "one", only to backspace and fix it.]

something? Or am I just lucky?

I need somewhere else to crash. If I stay in this house much longer, I'm going to go insane.

charcoalfeather

So, since I've been here a while already, I was wondering if I could ask a question.

[Rakka looks uncertain for a moment.]

I... I want to know about the echoes. Or... pulses if you want. What have some of your echoes been like? I'm curious.

stagnantair

Who: Gavin and You
What: Blood Key hunting, Echoes.
When: Early January, around 11PM
Warnings: Guns, Blood Key murdering, possible injuries, possible demonic transformations + attempted cannibalism.

[For once, Gavin isn't posting from his webcam while he plays video games or rambling on about Echoes and science like a big nerd. He's in a corner store near his house, eating what looks like cheap gas station rotisserie pizza and talking to the cashier. He's been out of the house a lot more lately, Octavia and Alan may have noticed. He's been busy scouting the area and keeping a sociable public image like he used to have, walking to work and talking to people and acting normal. He's also been paying close attention to the news, surveillance by his apartment, and going to a shady firing range that won't ask about illegal weapons. He may or may not have taken Alan and Octavia along to learn as well. By now he knows how the Blood Keys move around his neighborhood, and knows where a small gang of them will be tonight. Finishing his pizza and saying goodbye to his friend, he packs the water he's bought in his duffle bag and heads out. When he's on a lone street corner, he takes out his phone, punches in his Network code, and holds it up selfie style to take a video.]

Hey, everyone. I have an AR-15, rounds, and nest of Blood Keys. I'll be on 5th for the next twenty minutes before moving on. Message me if you're coming.

[He looks a little different than before. His skin is paler, his hair is the same neon green as his eyes when they flash and his eyes themselves look a little... orange? No, they had to be a little blood shot, that was all.]

cava

Bonne année et bonne santé, Network! Ça va?

[Cain is sitting on his balcony and looking...festive. Bottle of wine in hand, he's got a pair of these stupid ostentatious rainbow things on his face - but the nonsense doesn't end there. Perched on top of his head like a gaudy monstrosity is the stitched-together frankenhat born when this and this collide, backed up by a solid amount of EL tape forming an outline around the hat. The less said about the rest of what he's wearing, the better. It is horrifying. Who lets him go anywhere? He explodes a party popper towards the camera of his phone, grinning.]

Watch this.

( ooc cut for length )

wannabered

You guys know how I said it sucks to suddenly get a lifetime's worth of memories all at once in your head? Ends up, it sucks even when it happens again.

[Looks like Thomas is back and he's walking through his apartment with his smartphone's camera on him.]

Oh wait, no. The worst thing is coming back into the city and having your car suddenly turn into an anime Prius when you reach your apartment building at like six am. Anyway, I'm back. Don't know why I forgot, but it was nice going home to spend the holidays with my mom and brother.

Sorry I didn't get anyone anything, I couldn't remember. Everyone feel free to send some gifts my way though. Or who knows, maybe you did? I'm busy sorting through nearly a month's worth of mail.

[He points the camera to a pile of mail on his coffee table before back on himself as he flops down onto his couch.]

So! I miss anything cool? With the way we pick up new people I bet I missed a lot while I was away.

strikeraid

[ Skyler has been out and about for a great deal of time during this Christmas holiday! Let us count the ways: ]

( Option A: Oh Shit Let's Be Santa; or, Christmas shopping with his kid sister )

( Option B: Oh Shit Let's Be Santa mk II; or, Christmas shopping on his lonesies )

( Option C: Blood Key Off Duty: haha duty )

( Option D: Blood Key On Duty: YA GETTIN ROBBED SON )

( Option E: Blood Key On Duty: The One Where Skyler Tries To Rob a Girl [laugh track] (closed) )

[[ ooc: Please note that if your character interacts with Skyler in any of these options, they will gain one echo if they haven't gotten a Blood Key echo yet! ]]

canofthebuttwhoop

Newbie checking in. Call me Vic.

A friend already briefed me on what the heck is going on here, but she seems to think that "I have too much to live for" and that I "need to get out of town right now."

We'll, I've never taken to getting bossed around well, so I'm staying right here. My first "echo" was pretty cool, though. So who wants a sonic blaster?

darkinferno

It's during his cursory skype call with his parents that Dante accesses the network for the first time, typing the numbers in while he's got no other escape. He can't help the look of surprise that crosses his face when the network appears before him, but they either don't notice or don't question, and he doesn't offer any information as to what's distracting him the rest of the call. But his parents do try to keep involved in his life, and it's almost a full half-hour later before Dante finally disconnects.

By this point he's read enough. He flexes his fingers over the keyboard, half-habit, half-hesitation, then types into what he feels like must be the abyss, but appears to be much less expansive.]

Numbers, huh? Numbers, aliens, gardeners, and conspiracies.

You know, if you're trying to convince people that all of this is for real, you're doing a piss-poor job of it. Whatever happened to easing into it, instead of throwing newcomers into the deep end?

[His text sounds a lot more casual than he really is. Dante doesn't necessarily believe all this nonsense about the Secret Numbers Club and all that, but damn if it isn't an intricate piece of work. He pauses before adding anything more. Is he really planning on drinking this kool-aid?

...Shit. He wasn't going to ask. But he read the FAQ posts a little more carefully than he did when he was skimming while skyping, and it's been niggling at him for some reason. He's going to ask. He has no idea why he's humoring all this.]

Has anyone found out what happens if a Vermini infects one of... you guys?

pokebonnet

[A series of numbers is written on the top of the paper in loopy old-lady handwriting. It's followed by a sketch of an old-fashioned ruffled parasol and a few jotted down phases, some of which are written sideways.]

“I shield in the name of fashion. I accessorize for one and all. Pursuit of truth is my passion. This I vow by the great parasol.”

“May the blood of the souless keep your own soul safe.”

Puff Bonnet? Ruffled Parasol?

What is the Parasol Protectorate???

[Whoever is writing this doesn't seem to have figured out about the whole network thing yet.]

ex_purity762

I have some updates regarding the care packages for people affected by the earthquake. After we discussed ideas, I contacted my father. He works for an advertising agency and thought it would be a good PR opportunity, so he convinced some client businesses with locations in-town to provide us with supplies.

Although I don't entirely like the motivation behind it, at least it means we can help people out. I'm going to get started with the list of items we all came up with, since there's not much time left before Christmas.

If anyone wants to help with that, let me know. There are specific cards those businesses provided for this. I can also give you a list of the businesses that agreed to help.

[ooc: Since there were no responses to the ooc post regarding this, advancing with the idea that Pierce's father got some companies to finance Operation Care Package Locke. Also if anyone wants to run into Pierce, he'll be hitting up various chain businesses like WalMart and Starbucks]

sucrosity

Who: Yoko Aznable (

sucrosity) & Jin Aznable (

amajin)
What: The most terrible family meeting. Or: Jin was supposed to be getting a gun permit or something, but instead he's got some child's toy. (Or: Yes Dad I'm in the Numbers Club too.)
Where: the Aznable household
When: backdated to the evening of the 13th
Warnings: Currently nothing.

( honestly that sounds like most days )

reincarnationception

So with all of the nastiness going around, I figured now is a good time to get in shape and learn some self-defense. I've been taking Judo since I was a boy so I know a few tricks that have practical application. Furthermore, I know some good exercise programs, ones that can be done in the safety of your home or in populated safe areas, I usually jog around LCU for example. Is anybody interested? I'd like to get a few people going, it's more fun and worthwhile in larger groups.

sucrosity

Well since Dad spilled the beans-- [someone is a little annoyed, and she sounds it.] I guess I might as well.

I'm, uh, I'm Yoko! [pause. it seems weird to be too energetic, with people talking about shootings and gangs.]

I've been around a couple of weeks, you don't need to link me the FAQ or anything, but uh, this Blood Keys stuff... This is way out of my league.

Is there anything, I don't know, a high schooler can do? A high schooler without superpowers, even if they're a dime a dozen or whatever--I'm way athletic now but not that's not like mind control or whatever you guys are doing. [no she's not bitter what are you talking about.]

amajin

Woah hey everybody! I'm Jin Aznable, super genius, and I guess I'm a part of this secret society too. Looks like you all hit the lottery! See, I'm a robotics engineer and I'm pretty much the coolest guy. I made a mistake redesigning this surgical unit I've been working with, and the model number was... this access number! Pretty freaky. So looks like I'm also a part of whatever this is.

I work with medical robotics, and I don't really have a specialty. So I've designed prosthetics, an artificial heart, and a lot of tools for micro surgery. Lasers and stuff, pretty cool. Other than that, uh, I like giant robot stuff. And I've got a kid, but I'd rather leave her out of my cool and weird secret society thing. Ha ha. Any questions?

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