savetheearth | Entries tagged with tales of vesperia: rita mordio

Who: Any teenagerly types enticed by Octavia's post
What: Searching for clues/giant pink birds during the day, camping out and being idiot teenagers at night. Also truth or dare and consumption of german beer. Oh em gee.
When: October 10th
Where: Around Füssen
Warnings: Alcohol? Will update if necessary!

[ If there's any better way of dealing with hard times than escapist shenaniganry, Octavia certainly doesn't know about it. Let's be real - the real motivation for this trip is the partying. And the lack of responsibility. And the drinks and snacks.

Still - finding the mystery bird monster ahead of time would be rad. In pursuit of this, anyone who meets up with octavia at the start of the day will be given an Awesome Adventurer's Kit (tm) - a small package consisting of a shitty two dollar compass, a notepad, a pen and a poorly-made swiss army knife.

Those things could be useful, okay. God. ]

onecream_fivesugar

[When the feed starts. The camera is focused on the ceiling. A second later Robyn pokes her head into the frame, her eyes wide with excitement. Oddly enough she looks a touch different compared to normal, her black hair now seems have some red highlights to it.]

Guys! This is so cool, you'll never guess what my dad echoed back last night!

[She'll adjust the webcam so there's a view of her living room floor where a behemoth of a dog is lazing around.]

Come on boy! Come say hi to everyone!

[The dog wont get up, he'll open his mouse and give the camera a doggy grin.]

Okay, never mind. Just stay there.

[She'll move over toward the dog and scratch behind his ears. He'll wag his tail which will thump against the floor with surprising force.]

So his name is Mouse and he belonged to my dads past self or whatever. Isn't he just the coolest?

peacefulwinter

( Log (closed): A series of text messages. )

( Off-network text (closed: Lily) )

[video (open)]
[That afternoon, Winter fires up her Kindle, looking into the camera with a smile.] Hi, everyone! I know Lily said we're okay after certain events a few days ago, but I just wanted to check in myself. I've been worried about a few things, but... everything's starting to come together. My parents have jobs here, I have a place to live for now... it'll be okay. I'm certain of that.

[Her smile falters for just a moment.] I'm still worried about that huge lobster... thing... that's living under the city, though. It's kind of like that last little bit of uncertainty before we fought the huge snake in Locke, and we don't know what's going to happen next. We need to prepare ourselves for the worst. I know I said it before, but... things are probably going to get dangerous here soon, and we need to prepare ourselves to fight again.

But that's not something I'm going to worry too much about right now. [She grins again.] I'm sure everything will be all right. We'll make it okay, whatever it takes. So I'm going to live for today, and worry about tomorrow when it comes. I have too much to live for to spend my life wondering what tomorrow will bring.

So... how has everyone been? I've been a little out of the loop this month.

goldenflames

[Another day, another newbie, but this one is a lot more friendly than the last one. Yelena is new to the network, after an incident some weeks ago involving some goons and a cornered Numbered just happened to result in the revelation that she herself is Numbered. All she has to go on is some weird memory and some numbers she can recall perfectly.]

So... Ever get the feeling life's going to get a lot more interesting? [She's not sure if she can call it a 'good' interesting or a 'bad' interesting.]

Name's Yelena. Yelena Lyre. I hear my cousin's one of you guys, huh? [Those Mafia goons have made it personal when they went after Robyn. Sure, she doesn't see her much, but still, nobody pushes Robyn around if she can help it!]

alilyinthemoonslight

Who: Lily, Winter, others [OPEN to friendly Vegas dwellers, except where noted.]
What: ~~Requisite mid-season magical girl power up time~~ Lily has called people nearby to talk and try and get a handle on who's around. Also, she has this nifty thing! ... too bad she doesn't know how to make it work ...
Where: We're going to say a food court somewhere - let's say the Miracle Mile Shops at Planet Hollywood in Vegas. They have places where random gatherings could just converge.
When: Monday, September 15th, Mid-Afternoon

( Lily wasn't content to just sit around. )

blastiaobsessieanonymous

Well, dropped my classes for the semester at Locke U. Lost all my scholarships in the process, though that barely matters now. Transferred the part of my funds that were in local banks to a couple national investment banks. And got a first-class ticket to Vegas. Loaded all my personal stuff into some nice checked bags.

Anyone who's in Vegas and wants to help me find a good condo in the Numbers-friendly zone, I'd appreciate it. Money's only loosely an object, but no overkill please.

[Locked to Natalie, Fuyuka, Winter, Robyn and a few others Britany might especially trust - ask if uncertain]

The penthouse is still mine, under an assumed name. I'm coming back once we've got a plan to deal with these creeps. Until then, I want anyone off-network or not verified trustworthy thinking I'm being a good little girl.

I... I don't like abandoning Robyn at a time like this, though. I really don't... Right now, though, the teleporter's our ace in the hole. Let them think I'm in Vegas until right before they're on fire, right?

onecream_fivesugar

[It's been well over a week since Robyn last made an appearance on the network. She had needed some time to recover and sort herself out after the ordeal she had been through, she wasn't anywhere near one hundred percent but she was at least ready to make an attempt to show up in front of her friends again.

She was incredibly nervous about doing this, she knew there were a fair number of people that thought it would be best to wait for the mafia to release her... But that wasn't exactly how things had worked out. She knew there had been a lot of arguing over the situation. She had only seen a little of it during the short time she had access to the network, but it was enough to make her nervous of how people might be reacting to the fact that her rescuers had probably made the mafia really angry. She certainly couldn't bring herself to be mad at them, they had saved her plain and simple.]

[So the feed opens up with Robyn staring at the screen, chewing on her lower lip nervously. After a moment she'll raise her hand and wave nervously. She certainly looks to be a lot better than when she was being held by Albero, but there are dark bags under her eyes. It's pretty obvious she hasn't been sleeping well lately.]

Uhmm... Hey! Uh-Long time, no see?

I just wanted everyone to know I'm here and uhm-I'm fine.

So... You all don't have to worry anymore.

I-uh... Haven't really been checking here over the last little while and I kind of, sorta lost my cellphone during the-

[She frowns and decides against talking about what had happened and moves on.]

-The thing... But I just got a new one a couple days ago, so getting a hold of me shouldn't be a problem.

[She stares at the screen for a moment, completely unsure of what to say next. She feels like this may not have been the best idea.]

Well-I'm gonna go now. I just wanted to say well... Thank you and I-I'm sorry for everything that happened.
[She let's out a deep breath and shuts down the feed for now. She'll give herself a few minutes before she starts responding.]

[OOC: Hey! I know there are people that mentioned wanting to visit Robyn after the plot. If anyone still wants to do that feel free to start something here or let me know and I can get things going.]

dead_black_eyes

[This is a really difficult post to make. L clears his throat.]

Some of you are already aware of an unfortunate occurrence at my coffee shop through Twitter. #Espressoyourself, #freaksoflocke, and #hipstergate are all particularly active at present.

[A pause, and then firm, deliberate continuation.]

I am taking a leave of absence for several more weeks because I love Espresso Yourself and its mission too much to do them further harm. Business, upstairs and downstairs, should continue as usual thanks to Torin, Belle Goldman, and the rest of the shop's excellent staff. In the spirit of recovery and to make the most of my time off, I've scheduled an operation, but if anyone has powers or expertise in healing, and believes they could deal with an old injury, I would prefer this route. So if it wouldn't sap, weaken or kill you... please talk to me before Sunday.

That's really all I wanted to say, so... thank you for your time.

starlightheart

I guess the last week sort of gave me the answers I was looking for before, didn't it?

[ It is perhaps one reason she's just doing this by voice this time. A touch of paranoia makes her not want to share where she is at the moment. ]

They would hurt children, or endanger them. Who or what's involved doesn't matter otherwise to these people, does it? I can't endanger my students. [ That last part is t remotely questioning in tone; it's firm. ] So I won't.

I've taken an extended leave of absence from my school. I explained it as some family problems but I figure that won't hold up for very long. I have family outside the barriers I could go to, just forget all about this... It's tempting, really.

But... I don't think I can just do that. If I ever came back to remember things, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself. I'll be going to Vegas for however long I need to, and... I know there are kids, or even just teenagers, who will be having to abandon their schools for awhile thanks to all this.

If anyone needs it, I'd like to help. I might have only just taught elementary, but I should still be able to tutor people in subjects. It... might not be much, but it's something, I hope.

peacefulwinter

The Winter that appears when the camera clicks on... looks like she's had better days. There are bags under her eyes, her hair's a mess, and she's vaguely twitchy. But she seems whole, at least. She's also in an unfamiliar room, for anyone that's been keeping score... and that's unusual in and of itself. She'd already showed what color her new walls were, and this isn't it.

"Hi, everyone... I wanted to say that if anyone was looking for us over the weekend, we decided to leave Locke City. I can't... there's no way I could stay in the city with everything that's going on. It feels like I'm r-running away, but I refuse to let my parents be in danger. Or the people I care about. I-" She cuts off, grimacing. She said she wouldn't do certain things anymore, and it's making her hold her tongue now.

"Anyway, Lily and I decided to come back here until things settle down in Locke. Jasmine and Marina are with us, too, and my parents. We left Thursday... and here we are. I'm tired from all the driving, but if anyone needs anything, let me know. And... if anyone wants to get together, let me know about that, too. I could use the time to unwind, or else I'm just going to crash. That won't end well for anyone." Least of all Lily, who will have to deal with her unease, but that's another matter. "That's all I wanted to say. Sorry for not letting anyone know earlier, I just... I didn't want to draw any attention away from the important things. I think that's everything, so... um. I hope things are going all right for everyone."

She reaches out a hand, and the feed clicks off.

( And she subsequently lets someone else do the thinking. )

[[The girls left Thursday afternoon, without fanfare but with several conspicuous stops for luggage and passengers. Winter made a point of locking up the house behind her, and all the lights are off. They'll remain that way, barring anything unusual happening. Winter's parents are staying in a hotel room (an actual hotel, rather than one of the casinos) by themselves, with Winter and Lily in a second, and Jasmine and Marina in a third. She's not publically sharing the location of any of the rooms, for now at least. But she won't be hiding her presence in Vegas, either - and she will not return to Locke short of her friends or her house being in serious danger.]]

theearth

Who: The Robyn Rescue Squad, the Rescue-Squad-Stop-That-Right-Now Squad, potentially Robyn and the mafia
What: Albero has Robyn. Several reincarnates want to take her back by force.
When: September 02
Where: Robyn is located in another warehouse. Boy, the mafia love those things. Rescuers will very likely be intercepted en route by the anti-rescue team!
Warnings: Potential violence, hostage situations, unpleasantness in general. (If anyone wants further CWs added, shoot us a PM!)

( Hoooo boy. )

siesinddasessen

If anyone tries to free Robyn, you will have crossed me.

Albero has reason to keep his promise right now, and he doesn't like people that cross his path, you should have realized that by now. Useless interference might not only cause her harm but kill her and harm all of us. Let Albero think that we're considering it. It will buy all of us time.

onecream_fivesugar

[Robyn had just wanted to go spend some time with her aunt, they were going to get ice cream and have a grand old time. The last thing she expected or wanted to have was a group of mafia goons suddenly swarm her on the street and pull her into a black van that had just swerved up to the curb. The thugs had come, swept Robyn up and had disappeared just as fast as they come. She tried her best to fend them off but well... She was a sixteen year old girl with the power to summon rose petals randomly and run kind of fast. She wasn't prepared or capable or defending herself from something like this.

Over twenty four hours had passed since that happened. Of course, Robyn had no idea what time it was, she had completely lost track of time a few hours in. She hadn't even heard much from the thugs after they brought to god knows where. When they arrived they had sat her down in a chair, tied, gagged and blindfolded her only to back off and leave her without another or word or an explanation as to why they were doing this. She could hear them speaking in hushed tones, but none of them would answer her muffled cries.

So she did the only things she could: she squirmed and tried to break free to no avail, she screamed, she cried, she slept a little but not much. She was too terrified to do that for very long.

Eventually Someone did approach her. Told her that they'd let her go if she helped them deliver a message. ...Robyn agreed. They untied her hands, removed the gag and blindfold and shortly after they gave her a laptop. It didn't take her long after that to connect to the network.

[ As soon as he's sure that Robyn seems to have connected to the mystery numbers network, a man steps forward. Anyone who has ever Googled him should recognise him, since he's pretty distinctive-looking, but he's going to introduce himself for the benefit of people who haven't. What a lovely man. ]

Well, hello. Assuming my friend here is telling the truth and you can all see me - and she better be -

[ He places a hand on Robyn's head. It's an unmistakably threatening gesture. Robyn flinches at the touch, but she's not in a position to stop him. ]

- then I assume you all know who I am. Albero. Mr. Albero. And I have a proposal for your, ah... collective.

[ He grins, lowering his shades just enough to peer over the top of them. ]

Get out of my city. You're in the way. Pack your freak bags and get the hell out. You do that, and I won't come after you. The unpleasantness will stop. You stay here? Me and the family keep having our fun. And believe me, my unsavoury friends, we have been having a lot of fun with this. You're great entertainment! Bravo. But all good things must come to an end, huh?

[ He ruffles Robyn's hair, still grinning in an incredibly unpleasant manner. Fresh tears well up in her eyes. ]

To prove I can keep my promises, I'll be letting my new friend here go home by the end of the day. As long as nobody tries anything stupid, anyhow. Sounds good, right, princess?

[Robyn whimpers and looks away, her eyes fixed on the ground as tears stream down her cheeks.]

[ He crouches so that he's at Robyn's level, still smiling into the camera as he takes is hand from her head and instead grips her shoulder. Rather too hard, unfortunately - hopefully she doesn't bruise easily. ]

[Robyn bit her lip and shook her head frantically. She tried to stop herself from making a sound, but despite her efforts she let out a pained groan.]

I suggest you all consider my offer. [And to Robyn:] End it.

[Robyn's arms shook and she slowly raised trembling hands to the laptop again, her fingers fumbled on the keyboard but she didn't actually shut down her connection to the network. Albero stepped away from the computer to speak to a few of the men that had been holding Robyn over the last day, leaving her alone with the network open for now. Does anyone want to say hi?]

[OOC: Used red for Robyn bits!]

stopinthenameofawe

[Maybe this isn't something that would have bothered Melissa normally, but... well. With everything going on even she feels like she should check.]

Hey. Anybody seen Robyn today? She was supposed to come chill with me for the night, but she hasn't shown up. Her dad doesn't know where she is either.

...For the record, we made this arrangement in person, so it's not because of her losing her memories of the network.

[.....Danny she swears to god if this has anything to do with you...]

starlightheart

[ Appearing before you is a young woman someone may have seen a few times here and there replying to people, or perhaps running into on the street - but she's never posted her own entry before. She gives a small smile. ]

Hello, there. My name's Natalie - I've been... Numbered for quite awhile. Since the snake, really... and this whole time I've been sort of a coward. I've been afraid to come here, to... put myself out there at all.

With the mafia, and everything... you'd almost think that would be a good idea to keep up. However, I just... can't do that anymore.

[ She gives a long sigh, leaning back. ] The other night, I was attacked, but it wasn't by the mafia. It was... a monster, I guess is the only way I can think of to describe it? A friend of mine is also numbered, and she's encountered them before too... She told me its name.

A "Vermedi."

I was just waiting for a bus. They're... out there. I don't know if I was just unlucky, or if they're after us too, but... I thought people should know.

[ She frowns, looking down. ]

The other-me, the one who I'm getting memories and powers from. She was a lot stronger than I am. She knew what to do under pressure.

I'm just a teacher. I work with children. All I can think about then is... wondering if I should even be there, now. If I'm just a danger to them. I don't know what to do, and I don't expect anyone else to have the answers there, but... I know I can't run away from this anymore.

seed_of_memory

Hello everyone. The last time I spoke to you, many of you asked me to look into the situation involving the criminal attacks that have been plaguing our number. I'd already been acting to investigate this myself, but it is for that reason, and for the reason of our safety that I am speaking to you now.

There is someone leaking information about us to the mafia.

It cannot be doubted that this is the case. The people who have been attacked are all Numbered, or connected to someone who is. There is no way that anyone could have attacked that combination of people without someone feeding them information gleaned from the Network, as not all of the people affected by these attacks have their status known to the public.

We all need to be careful, but I would like to make something clear: Abandoning the use of the network is not the solution here. It is our one means of communication with one another, and whatever damage that can be done has already been done. If we divide ourselves and cease to communicate, we will be at a disadvantage to people who are clearly our enemies.

Of course, we cannot act as if nothing is wrong, either. Stay vigilant. Stay focused. Watch what information you give out and whom you share it with. And protect one another.

bridgeburning

Who: Actual IRL Alien Badri Barkley and you!
What: Hanging out. Trying new things. Plugging those cultist meetings that are happening in Vegas. NBD.
When: Backdated to Tuesday!
Where: Outside Espresso Yourself
Warnings: None!

( Let's see, witty song lyrics... 'Ice ice baby...?' )

dead_black_eyes

Who: L, Tony, Belle and OPEN to anyone who might want to come visit them.
Where: One of Locke City's bigger hospitals.
When: August 18- 19
What: Two idiots get in a fight. Belle is a good listener for Tony and talks L out of a rash decision. Also a catch-all for visitors on the 19th.
Warnings: Profanity, violence, feels, two guys displaying some
symptoms of PTSD.

( Hurry up, they'll be here soon, sleeping in the afternoon while the rain's trying to prove a point outside )

jasminebloominginshadow

[the video feed comes on, Jasmine's face close to the screen and giggling. She laughs for a few moments, before clearing her throat and continuing with her voice low, as though she doesn't want someone to hear what she's saying]

Oh my god. You guys have to see this. I'm over here at Raye's and she's... okay you just gotta see this.

[Jasmine moves her camera to show Raye sitting at her computer, playing a certain game.]

( Read more... )

OOC: ((Bold is Raye, normal text is Jasmine. Beware, the link IS a horror game))

blastiaobsessieanonymous

So. I just got a phone call from a lawyer who worked with my father, back when he was around, like two decades ago. Apparently my dad had an estate big enough to require a proper executor of the estate.

Apparently, I was supposed to become a multi-millionaire like ten years ago, but my case file got buried or something.

So, I'm a multi-millionaire now, one day after my eighteenth birthday. Well. Multi-hundred-thousand-aire for the immediate moment. It being the weekend and all the investment banks with the big money being closed as a result.

... This feels really weird. Like. "What now?" weird. I think the only thing I'm sure on is I'm still gonna go to Locke U when classes start in a week, while I start trying to figure everything out. And keep working at Espresso Yourself until someone can replace me there. And we find Lazarus...

onecream_fivesugar

Who: Robyn and friends! (Most people she's talked to are probably considered her friend.)
Where: Her Apartment. (Okay... The apartment belongs to her dad.)
When: Early Evening, August 12th
What: It's her sixteenth birthday and it's party time.
Warnings: None at the moment!

( It's her birthday and she'll cry if she wants to! ...Except she probably wont )

brotimaeus

L is missing.
If you're not familiar with his name, he currently runs Espresso Yourself.
If anyone heard from him in the last 24 hours, let me know.

seed_of_memory

Hello again, everyone. As you're all aware, we're facing a great degree of scrutiny and danger; maybe not in a necessarily greater manner, but enough to be concerning. And I know that many of us want to get to the bottom of it.

We've all faced our share of danger, and we've all dealt with the risks that come from going it alone or acting without experience. I personally had to learn that the hard way when I investigated the Thunder Corp compound. I could have easily lost my life. I... I have learned that I need to rely on other people.

So I would like to make a proposal. I am a private investigator. I have resources and knowledge that I can share with those of you who share my desire to shed light on the secrets surrounding us. I have already reached out to several of you as contacts, but... perhaps it is time I offered more.

...

There is also another matter I would like to discuss as well. I... I had an echo some time ago, and it concerns matters that I have been uncomfortable to discuss openly. At the same time, I realize many of you have dealt with the weight of our past lives longer than I have...

[Fuyuka pauses and takes a deep breath before continuing]

When I was a child, I lost both my parents. It was at an age where my memories of living with them have... faded with time. The echo I received recently... it involved my previous self's childhood with her mother. It was peaceful. Idyllic... they clearly cared about each other a great deal...

I am unsure of how to deal with it. I cannot feel if I feel jealousy or regret. What's more... my parents losing their lives were what drove me to enter law enforcement. Embracing these memories - memories that aren't even mine - it feels like I am betraying all of that.

...
I. I could use [her voice cracks] some advice.

Th-thank you for your time.

stavros

As the date of my birth approaches, I must express solemn regret. Not just because Alex is gone and Marisa lost her numbers a while ago and now I basically have one or two friends. Seriously. That's shallow. Shallow is for preps and football players. No, I must express the melancholy of something that plagues the entire world, or at least that of the goth kids.

It's hot.

And my entire wardrobe is black or close to that, as well as very heavy and often covering a lot. Truly this is a struggle for the ages. Air conditioning in the mall is a glimmer of pitch black hope in the false, bedazzling brightness of this world.

Also, I am called by duty to take exception to a post making its foul rounds upon the Internet. Steampunk is not just brown goth. It is its own aesthetic with its own themes. You would not catch a goth wearing goggles and gratuitous gears, well, unless they wanted to. More importantly, any aesthetic and/or subculture based upon the historical period in which society at large decided that yellow was finally a colour that could be applied to clothing is the antithesis of goth.

Good day.

sunshinethatwarmsherup

[ Hey. Linda's using video this time! This is pretty weird, unless you're one of the few people who've actually talked to her with video before. Most of the time she just does text. ]

Okay. I've been sitting on this for about a week, because I was hoping that staring at it long enough would make me suddenly realize what this thing is. But I'm not having any luck, so...

[ She holds up a necklace that's mostly a red jewel on a chain, shifting it around a bit to make sure that most of it is in the view of her webcam. ]

Does this thing look familiar to anyone on here? Because I keep staring at it and I'm drawing a blank, but I got it back during that pulsing, so... [ It's obviously important, which is why Linda's keeping it with her instead of just sticking it in her drawer and forgetting about it. Though speaking of pulses...]

Also, speaking of pulses, has anyone else gotten a skill that they completely sucked at before the pulse? I used to be terrible at singing, but ever since that light a week ago I've suddenly been able to sing... well, not amazingly, but way better than just decent.

It really feels, well, weird. Like some sort of law of physics has been broken or something. I mean, I know the weird part is normal for everyone, but for some reason this seems weirder to me than, I don't know, suddenly getting green skin would've. At least I would've been expecting something like that, after some of the other stuff I've heard about here.

So yeah, how many of us got 'simple mundane skill we sucked at before' instead of a superpower from these things?

lackinginfaith

I really need to find a new place. One with a bathtub. Let's just say showering has been inconvenient for a while. I'm sure some of you can relate.

Speaking of showering, last year they mess with the drinking water and it's pulse trap city, now the power keeps going out and we're getting Echoes from that. Whoever the real enemy is, they have a real fixation on the city's utilities. What's next, evil garbage trucks?

[A☆P lock]

Apparently, Caren did have a heart. Even if the memory I just got was cutesy-ridiculous enough for a TV commercial with Sarah McLachlan singing over starving children. More importantly, I apparently had a way of going from an extremely cold ocean nowhere near human life to what looked like small-town Japan in less than a day. Do any of you remember teleporters?

starlightheart

Who: Natalie Tamura (

starlightheart), OPEN
What: Blackout - Raising Heart Sets Up
Where: Downtown Locke
When: After 9:30PM, June 11th
Warnings: None, yet.

( Natalie shouldn't have been out this late in the first place. )

[OOC - For whoever might respond, note that there will be an encounter with one of those glowing balls of light. ... Natalie and Raising Heart will both have a reaction to this.]

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.]

onecream_fivesugar

[The video opens to Robyn sitting at her desk in her room, she looks incredibly excited.]

Everyone, I've got something to show you!

Yesterday I got my very first super power! It's pretty cool and to prove it I'm going to show you!

[Robyn will stand up and step back from the chair.]

Alright, three, two, one... Go! [She'll throw her arms into air and ...Nothing will happen at all. She'll just stand there awkwardly for a second before she realizes that it didn't work.]

Wh-Okay, that was practice. This time it's for real.

[She'll throw her arms up again but once again nothing will happen.]

Oh come on! It was doing it earlier, I swear! Come on. Work, WORK!

[She'll close her eyes and start to concentrate really hard. After a solid twenty seconds of nothing happening. She'll huff and stomp her foot.]

Ugh! Why isn't it working!?

...This is so embarrassing...

[She'll hang her head in defeat and slowly move back to sit down at her desk.]

Okay, show's over. You can all laugh now...

astion

Okay, so that car was....pretty. New? Crazy? I'm just glad I've been able to help as much as I have with the clinic for those of you who got hurt in all of that. I hope everyone is okay after that. I didn't really get that good a look myself, I was too busy helping trying to get someone out of the way before they got ran over. Does anyone actually know what the deal was with that thing?

And Geoff, for that matter? None of the other...aliens have talked to us like this have they? Or, at least, since I had access to the network?

peacefulwinter

[The Winter on the screen looks... more than a little haggard. There are bags under her bloodshot eyes, and her voice is strained. But... she seems whole, at least. It's extremely late at night, though, isn't it?]

Hi, everyone... we're back. I know it's quite late now, but... we t-took more than a few liberties with the speed limit on the way back. What with finals tomorrow, there's... no room for error. I'm glad we made it back, but... ugh. That drive wiped me out. I- oh, one second. Lily! Here, let me help with that-! [Her voice drops out for a second as she walks away, apparently to help with something; she returns a moment later.] Sorry, it's been a little busy - with how late we got back, we're having to rush just a little bit, and... our week's been a little trying.

Anyway, I wanted to a-ask a question... I've been having a little trouble sleeping lately. Some things happened, and... well. That's n-not really the point, I guess. Does anyone have... any tricks for getting a good night's rest? I haven't really slept in about a week, aside from a nap sometimes. I can't really f-function on that little. So... sorry to ask such a weird question, but I kind of need it. It might be a few minutes before I can get back to people; we need to unpack tonight. I'm n-not sure I'm... going to sleep tonight either, though so, it should be okay. Um, thank you in advance. Good night, everyone.

[The feed clicks off; Winter's attention returns to the group of people she's just finished traveling with, still trying to get their things sorted out and their feelings together. She is... torn whether to return home right away or to stay with Lily and make sure she's all right; she's certain her mother is worried sick, but at the same time she can't get her girlfriend off her mind. So even when she looks like she's paying attention, she's still a little distracted.]

theearth

Who: Characters in Locke, most pertinently the characters chosen for the takedown, and Geoff Benwick
When: May 31st, Saturday, around 4PM
Where: The streets of Locke City's urban areas
What: A car monster is on the loose in Locke, rampaging the streets, destroying property - and showing no further consideration for the citizens of the city.
Warnings: Violence, death.

[ OOC: For an overview, please see this plot post. Evan's player is organizing a failed takedown attempt here for anyone interested! Remember that there are two human casualties as a result of the car's rampage, including Network teenager Kaworu Nagisa.

The car monster is rampaging without concern for damage, either to itself or to anything around it, but it is avoiding damage that will take it out of action. Ramming property, causing car accidents, and leaving the road entirely to continue its race along the streets are all kosher. Geoff Benwick is in aerial pursuit, attempting to coordinate with reincarnates and law enforcement alike. ]

scarlet_devil

[So far, Emilia had only taken a few small forays into this strange network, and that was simply to either send her cousin messages or simply eavesdrop on other 'Seedlings' like herself, which happens to be easier to do on a computer. Frankly the whole thing sounded more than a little far fetched even now. Well, she's caught up in this whether she likes it or not.]

Good Evening, I am Emilia Stacojiu - The second 'i' in my first name is silent, thank you very much, and the 'j' in my last name is pronounced as 'v.' Don't make have to repeat myself. And I want no tired jokes that my name sounds like one a vampire would have. I've heard it all before, quite frankly, and it wasn't amusing the first time.

Now, I want to know everything about this network, and more importantly, what we are expected to be fighting, because this all sounds like something out of a terrible science fiction film.

Current Mood: annoyed

abhero

[Imagine Emil’s surprise when he checked the network and realized his favorite teacher - and by “favorite” I mean god damn annoying is 1) on the network 2) an undercover cop. Soon enough though, the surprise turned into pure devilish joy. He found some very interesting videos a while ago, and the only downside of “Mr. Locke’s” departure from school was that Emil missed the chance of sharing them. Well, now he has his chance, on the network no less! What a great turn of events.]

this week one of our members returned after losing his echoes some of us only know him through the network. others know him through school or through the police force but whether we know him as richard locke karl aurion or both there are many things about him we don’t know for example not many people know that before his glorious career as a cop and his stint as a fake school teacher karl aurion tried something completely different - a short lived music career! i’m happy to tell you that i’ve managed to put my hands on some rare footage that i’m about to share with everyone (consider this a welcome back gift mr aurion everyone should enjoy your angelic voice)

[There are a few videos embedded in the post. The first features a 15 year old Karl and band performing this song. Young Karl is wearing long 80s hair and pants so tight they look drawn on. If anyone has any doubts about his identity, the AURION on the back of his tasseled leather jacket should make it clear. It’s written in rhinestones and sparkles quite nicely. Karl is giving a very poor impression of David Lee Roth - he was clearly going for sexy, but mostly he looks drunk. The video ends when Karl trips over the mic cord.

The other videos are pretty much the same, with different songs. Sometimes instead of a jacket, Karl is wearing a terrible 80s t-shirt. Sometime he has a bandana. Sadly, his movements don’t grow more graceful.]

nice right??? shame he gave it up there’s more here [A link to a youtube channel] but i collected the best ones here if you still wanna take a look i recommend the oldest ones

[Because the later videos are actually good.]

EDIT!! i've been informed by a trusted source that mr aurion still has the jacket: Keeps it carefully dusted and cleaned and everything. He counts all the rhinestones in that "AURION" every morning to make sure none of them have fallen off. Paid $580 for it to be costum made. The inside is lined with rainbow paisley. that's precious isn't it??

[Thank you Danny.]

onecream_fivesugar

( Private to Melissa Lyre )

[Voice]

Oh-uh. Hey there everybody.

So I was supposed to go to the mall with my aunt but she kind of ditched me, I guess?

Anyways I'm already here so I was wondering if anyone would like to join me for a bit to eat slash shopping. It'll be really fun, I promise!

...Pretty please?

...Did that sound to desperate? I really hope it didn't.

[Action]

[Or for anyone who's just at the mall and not checking the network. There's a fifteen year old girl sitting at the food court looking down at her phone, kicking her feet and just looking all around a little miserable.

...What do?]

blastiaobsessieanonymous

So, I'm looking to build a computer for the first time. Budget's like $1,000 to start, room for upgrading later would be nice. Someone got a couple of hot builds handy, particularly those I could hit a shop in Locke for?

[Edited in like a minute later]

Not sure how I posted that here after going to a computer chat forum. This whole Numbered thing being, well, number-based is kinda weird sometimes. Even months of using it, you still don't get entirely used to it, honestly.

I guess that's just one of the odd bits of this life.

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.]

dead_black_eyes

[There is a lot going on right now. Murders in Vegas, police trials staggering to shameful conclusions, and L's own latest case- which he's technically no longer supposed to be investigating, but is- are all very distracting.

It's not like he needs sleep or anything, though; the coffee shop's construction is right on schedule. It just finished, in fact. As promised, he's taking a break from perusing Greek newspapers to make an announcement... and to remind the people who said they'd help a couple weeks ago about their commitment.]

Construction's done on the coffee shop and these are the open temporary positions I need filled immediately. Movers: Basically just move objects from point A to point B. Some of them are heavy. Painters: Solid colors and also a mural. Promoters: Hang out at Urban Outfitters and craft bars to hand out posters and spread the word. These are the permanent positions I'm taking interviews for starting this evening. Experience is a plus, but not necessary unless otherwise noted. Manager: Experience required. Job entails scheduling workers and running the shop. Assistant Managers: Hiring two. Need to be equally comfortable behind the counter and dealing with paperwork. Baristas: Hiring up to 8 for now. Duties include making coffee and food, running the cash register, and keeping the bathroom really clean. Bartenders: Hiring up to three. Must be over 21; we have a full bar that opens at 2:00 each day. Vendors: Sell your handcrafted items and help us support our boarded employees. A fantastic accountant: Lots of experience mandatory A fantastic lawyer: See above. Numbered individuals get priority, obviously. As I mentioned before, if your living situation is complicated, there is an apartment upstairs with six cots, two showers, and lockers for personal belongings. Just mention it during your interview and we can put you up as soon as the cots are upstairs. Respond here or drop by in person. I'll be at the shop all day today, and... honestly for the next week I'll be there almost constantly.

[And, in fact, he will. He's been neglecting his sleep, though, so when you stop by the newly constructed Espresso Yourself, you're likely to find him dozing on the lone sofa in the empty expanse of the shop, practically buried in paperwork.]

notspecial

[The video opens with a teenage boy waving wildly. While he talks, his arms are almost constantly in motion - folding, unfolding, getting thrown up in the air, pointing at the screen, and so on.]

Hey, everyone! My name's Evan and I guess I'm new? I've been wondering what these numbers meant for a while! Then I wrote them down the other day, and whoa! Check out all of this! How long has this been going on? All you guys are the ones, right? The heroes from the snake fight a while back? This explains a lot, I bet a lot's been going down around here along with the snake and the aliens and everything else normal people already know about.

[Evan starts bouncing on his feet at that, looking thrilled.]

All right! I'm ready to help out! Just tell me where to sign up and I'll do it. Except...

[He scratches his head.]

How do you figure out what kind of powers you have? I don't really remember mine.

stavros

I have what is perhaps an odd question. Who of our dark cabal has had what appeared to be a clear idea of their other self's life, only to find an Echo that turns that impression to dust?

As well, to the pilots of those large machines. Have you ever seen one that was... smaller? Perhaps not in the shape of a human, but only encasing a human pilot partially. I know not how we were not instantly killed, exposed as we were.

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