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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.

peacefulwinter

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[This is perhaps an unaccustomed look on Winter's face - stern, bordering on angry, and the tight control she's holding as she speaks suggests it's the latter. She's not at home for this message, either, but wherever she is, it looks like she's about to hit something.]

I'm beginning... to get really tired of everything that's happened in the media. I can't watch the news anymore without someone wondering how dangerous we are, or if the world is safe from us, or who will snap next. I've heard my own name at least once. It's unsettling... and it's dishonest. And all of us know it's n-not the whole story. Everything that's happened has been for a reason, outside of a few things we... couldn't really control. Every disaster, every attack, every incident, they've all had causes. But the world wants to blame us.

[Her eyes flash.] I am tired of it. I refuse to s-stand here and be bullied into silence any longer. Even if there aren't many things I can do alone, I'll do them. I don't want to let something like this get me down. So, to start with... [Winter holds up a sheet of stationary, and a pen.] I'm going to write a letter to the newspaper. At the least, I'm hoping to get published as a letter to the editor, but... with as p-popular as we are, I suspect it'll actually make the news. But we can't stop there. People will tear that letter apart, read what they want to out of it, and then they'll go back to how things are.

What I want to do... is start a public relations team. Something that can keep an eye on what people are saying, what we're doing, and can react to those things. We can tell people what was really happening whenever something comes up, so they understand we're not just going off and destroying things because we feel like it. We can counter sensationalism with how things really are. I don't think that... people understand that we're h-human under everything. We have to make them see it. And if that's something we can do to make our lives easier, to help people understand we don't want to make trouble... aren't we obligated to do it?

So I'm going to start on this in a little bit. I have something else in mind, though, for today... [She holds up something else: a bucket, and a sponge.] I'm sure everyone has noticed the graffiti around the city. It bothers me to see it, and I want to try and clean some of it up. The goodwill that we're out cleaning up things that are only tangentially our fault won't hurt, either. I can only do so much, but... I have extra sponges. If anyone would li-like to help me, I would appreciate it. I'll be heading downtown in about an hour. If you're coming, please wear something that can get wet; I'm planning to be careful, but between accidents and the people I know on the network, the odds... are good that you won't stay dry. If anyone has thoughts on the PR idea, I'd like to hear those, too. Um... that's all. Thank you.

[action]
True to her word, Winter's downtown in a hour's time, with a bucket of water, a little soap, several more empty buckets, and about a dozen large sponges. Right now she's scrubbing from a brick building, a large angry complaint fading with her effort. She's dressed much more casually than usual; a loose blue T-shirt, shorts, and sandals, her hair in a single tail behind her to keep it out of her way. If someone comes by to look on, she acknowledges them but returns to work; if someone comes closer, or if someone she knows comes by, she'll pause and smile. "Good afternoon. Are you here to help? Or... just to talk?"

grannyfucker

Now, I know all of us here are freaks, but I at least hope all of you are celebrating the greatest holiday of them all: FOURTH OF JULY, INDEPENDENCE DAY.

( cut for an illustrated history of the United States of America )

So how have you all been celebrating? I personally have found out that if I hold my arms out with sparklers from the balcony, the cult nerds think I'm George Washingjesus risen from Mount Rushmore. You ought to try it, I could probably masturbate on these people and they'd call it my freedom blood and then try drinking it.

Like I said: the greatest holiday of them all.

prismaticdestruction

Um...I'm kinda getting creeped out. There are a lot of things in objects around the house I can suddenly see.

It's just really kinda weird...It's not that important though! I can figure it out if it's nothing you do not know. But..I need to get out of the house for a bit...

[Action]

[It's maybe about 20 minutes later Dani is out on the bus, sending a text to her Cousin to let her know she was coming over. She had been arguing with her Father and sister about a lot of things. She would not have been surprised if he had not called her before she could send the text...But she could not stay there. Not right now....]

ghostly_heiress

[Well, the first time this number is doing a post that isn't written. People might realize the voice sounds YOUNG, though it's rather calm, composed.]

I need to speak with anyone who works at Locke City University Hospital. Anyone with influence or pull would be preferable.

Yes, I know about the LSR clinic, this is a secrecy issue, not a medical one.

darkhourdear

[Shockingly, Phillip actually looks a little stressed today.]

Um...! Can anybody help me come up with a lie? [Oh. That's why. For those that know Phillip, he's one of the worst liars ever. Ironic, since he's a pretty good actor.]

I'm trying to not let my parents know I'm Numbered, but I kind of echoed back speaking Japanese and for the first couple of days I accidentally spoke some in front of them, but I said Hajime taught me some words, but apparently I had an entire conversation with a lady in Japanese in front of them and didn't notice and now I kind of have to explain it. I said I was kind of just saying the words I knew and that she was really nice about it but I'm not sure they believe me.

icy_heavens

Who: Henry, Danielle, Toushirou, Phillip, Dani, and Katie
What: Little children sticking their noses where they don't belong
Where: Thundercorp compound
When: June 23, while the barrier is down.

( Yet we forget that he is someone today. )

Current Mood: restless

scramasax

[Anthony's barely in the frame when the feed comes on. His voice is low and restrained, as are his syllables. (Restrained, anyhoo, clipped.)

Starts by apologetically rattling in a breath.]

It's -- been more than a - month; I thought I would mention - ...

[Partly for himself, admittedly. He's not the only one who has and would have missed at least one of these people.

Briefly brings his voice up vibrating in a little more focus:] Excuse me - I'm sorry, don't. Mind the noise.

[There is no noise. Alas, he continues.]

Alex -- ...Varista and Ms. Bainbridge from the library aren't. -- On the network. Anymore. Their -- numbers still won't work.

There aren't -- really any... Many of us who - were always around, either. Anymore. Uhmm -- are there...

And it's -- been more than a year. Since I. Erhmm. [Half a throat-clearing.] -- Left home.

[The sounds go increasingly padded - he isn't going to go feeling back for those ends to tie them together. He simply wound up slipping on the most immediate bit of stupidly wistful sentimentality and letting himself amble over the others.]

mimicery

Who: Karl Aurion, Katie Evans
When: Monday, 6/23 around 6pm
Where: Around the city
What: Katie ran into some bullies and Karl goes off to the rescue

[( Insert something witty here )

neopianangst

[Whoops hello everyone, someone's been mopey lately(dead significant others will do that to you) and boy does it show. Shinji's currently sitting on his bed hugging his knees with his laptop in front of him.]

So...if I told the FBI I didn't want anything to do with the robot I got back anymore, what do you guys think would happen?

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.

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.]

youngestone

[Killian is working on something as the video pops up. No one can see what it is, though]

So does anyone actually believe that Thunder Corp's responsible for the blackout, or am I the only one who thinks they're just going to use the blackout and the blame as a way to, I dunno, get everyone to like them again or something? Maybe I'm cynical, but I don't trust those assholes. Bet you anything the inspectors are gonna be on their payroll.

[He holds whatever it is he's working on to the lamp nearby to inspect it and goes back to work]

In other news, if the blackout or other recent pulses have kinda made it hard for you to stick around the city, the stable I work at is within the pulse field thingie. Lemme know and I can figure out where you can hide there for a while. Or if you need a job that doesn't ask questions or something.

ghostlyprotector

( Private: Nick Angell )

[Public: Computer, Audio]

[After having a calming conversation with poor Nick, and dreading the confrontation with her parents about this, she's ready to pose some questions to the network. And to inform her Numbered buddies what the hell just happened. People who have spoken with her might just notice the difference in her voice.]

Okay. So. I got a couple of questions. And you guys are the only ones I think can at least help point me in the right direction.

[Maria takes a deep, shaky breath. She's still not as calm as she'd like, but it's better than screaming.]

Has anyone ever had an Echo change their...age? And, uh, if that age changes...what did you do about school? And...uh...telling your parents that this is a thing that just happened and you're about as okay with it as someone shoving a rabid wolverine in the pants you're currently wearing?

[Yes, that part is said all in one breath. She pauses for a moment to regain her composure.]

Sorry. Still kinda. Freaking out about it. And what it implies about past me. Ohhhhh boy....

theboywiththebook

Who: Henry and any kid under 13 years old
When: June 7th, afternoon
Where: At random park A
What: It's time for the kids to be awesome.

[Henry has been thinking about this idea for awhile. He had experienced the adults essentially telling him to sit out on all this and mind his own business. Sure, few were okay with the idea of him learning how to defend himself, but he honestly questioned if the time came that they'd allow him to do, well, something. He didn't like the idea of being inactive, not able to help or partake in the fight against the aliens. Weren't they all at risk if they lost? Why was it okay for the older members of their group to throw themselves into the fighting and investigating when the kids also had a risk in being apart of this too?

Not wanting to let the thoughts linger anymore, he decided. He would try and get whatever kid that was on here together and they'd talk about what they'd do. And just that day he had put up a message of being bored on the network and wanting to hang out with some kids his age in random park A where they'd meet up by the castle like play structure.

The boy would be there sitting on the edge of the sand box riffling through his fairy tale book as he waited.]

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...

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.]

notbloody

Who: Floweregg (plus eventually Siiri) and YOU!
When: All week
Where: The university, the coffee shop where Siiri works, and general other locations.
What: Floweregg wants to talk about silly humans and immortality. But she's also just a little puppy being nosey, and just looking for people that she can talk to.

( Bellyrubs work, but sausages are nicer. )

sunshinethatwarmsherup

Okay. So I went ahead and read this thing, so I think I have an okay handle on the basics. Considering, you know, magical network that I can somehow get on by writing a number on a sheet of paper and that makes no sense at all whatsoever.

And then there's whole thing where I'm supposedly going to end up getting superpowers. I mean I saw the news and stuff but I didn't think that it'd be happening to me. But I guess I should ask about more important stuff.

Does anyone have any idea what's going on here in Vegas? Are the police here corrupt like they were in Locke or is something else going on here? Besides what's already been on the news, I mean. Everything that's been going on lately has kinda made me a bit nervous. To, you know, say the biggest understatement ever.

... Anyway, I guess I should at least introduce myself during this, shouldn't I? My name's Linda. It's nice to meet all of you.

[ It would be nicer if, you know, she understood more about what was going on. But that was just going to need time and hopefully she'll get some answers. ]

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

flamberge

Loss of echoes is by far one of the most irksome experiences, as is the sudden recollection of them. [The timing of this one had been super bad too.] However, as of yesterday, mine have returned. Given that no odd occurrences have been in the news or in the reports I've seen, the colorful vigilantism aside, I take it nothing of notice has occurred during this time?

[Damn that vigilantism and the pain in the ass paperwork that comes with it. Nice that happens, not nice that it takes hours to write up.]

I also ought to mention, though it should be obvious due my prolonged absence, that I will no longer be undercover at Locke City High School as Richard Locke. Not only is my present workload far too large to permit for it, but my superiors deemed it no longer necessary. Under our new 'management', if you were, the department is attempting something unheard of, namely being a police force without gratuitous levels of corruption among its ranks.

[Karl sounds both amused and, though difficult to tell, hopeful while saying that last line. Will the force change? Will it just go back to what it was? Who knows. The connection is almost cut before he remembers something. Between the trial and loss of echoes, he hadn't had the time to really address this.]

One final matter, does the following have any meaning to anyone here?

[A breath gets taken before he speaks once more.]

Once upon a time, there existed a giant tree that was the source of mana.
A war, however, caused this tree to wither away, and a hero’s life was sacrificed in order to take its place.
Grieving over the loss, the goddess disappeared unto the heavens.
The goddess left the angels with this edict: “You must wake me, for if I should sleep, the world shall be destroyed.”
The angels bore the Chosen One, who headed towards the tower that reached up unto the heavens.
And that marked the beginning of the regeneration of the world.

[And, following an uncertain pause at the almost fairy tale like little story, the connection ends.]

sylvanguard

[Something had been bothering her for awhile now and recently it had started to weigh even more heavily on her mind. It was to the point now that she thought about it almost constantly. She had enough time to do so each day with her two hour commute to and from work each day. But no matter how much she thought about it, there were no easy answers for her. So late one night after an exhausting trip home, Ariel pulled out a pen and paper and began to write a little story to the network.]

( Once upon a time... )

theboywiththebook

( Before )

[Later, he took shelter in some kid's tree house a couple streets away. No video this time because nobody needed to see that he had been crying for the last several hours. The idea of even admitting this to anybody and especially on the stupid network was embarrassing. But, realistically he couldn't survive on his own. Sure his magic may be able to create food and some things that could let him live on his own, but he couldn't create a place to hide. Sooner or later someone would find him, bring him to the police and then send him out of Locke to who knows where. At least with people they could make sure he was hidden well. He hoped pitifully to himself that if there was any mercy in this universe nobody would ask why, they would just help him. So, with the greatest reluctance he turns on feed and uses the voice feature. Nobody needed to see that he had in fact been crying for the past several hours.]

Look, I'm not going to dance in circles this time: I need some place to go. Like right now. I don't have a place to stay anymore and I can't hide where I am forever. Someone's bound to check this stupid tree house sooner or later.

[And trying to sound a bit more grown up he adds:]

I don't want any questions. Okay? J-just a yes or a no. And don't get the police involved! I don't need to end up on some lab table for the aliens to poke at.

italktofish

[So the video feed opens, and unsurprisingly, it's Arthur in front of a tank of fish. He looks unusually serious.]

So, guys, I kind of got to thinking...SERIOUSLY thinking...

[Wait, what? Arthur's been thinking?]

And you know, there are some things in life, you just take for GRANTED! But then one day, your bus gets stuck in traffic, and you've just got to WONDER! Thinking kind of hard on things you've just accepted for YEARS! I mean, stuff I've just gone with ALL MY LIFE! And, well...

[There's a long, dramatic pause before he continues.]

How much luggage could you REALLY bring on a THREE HOUR TOUR, anyway?

espigeonage

[Julien is being so careful to keep his voice light, but someone sensitive might pick up the sheathed edge. He's irritated.]

Okay, I hate asking this, but can I completely take over anyone's hot tub or like... small pool? Something not chlorinated. Or would help me set up and fill one of those largish inflatable pools on their property somewhere.

[Pause. Yeah, he probably should provide a reason.]

It looks like I'm molting. It's - annoying.

believing_heart

Does anyone have any experience building doghouses? Really, really, really BIG doghouses? I need something flame-retardant. THIS IS REALLY IMPORTANT, PLEASE RESPOND ASAP.

earnedmystripes

Hey, network.

[It's a Kotetsu! Video this time, though his face is a little off-center. He's still getting used to this whole doing stuff with his left hand thing. He's also dressed in the top half of his Wild Tiger costume, which some people may recognize from either the Wise Snake fiasco or the trial that's been going on, if they've been following it--as "Wild Tiger" has been one of the witnesses that testified against the corrupt police.]

So you're probably gonna hear about this soon enough anyway, buuut I figured I'd take the liberty of telling you guys first: the verdict just came down. Sherman, Edwards, and the rest of 'em were all found guilty. They're going away for a long time.

It's probably a little early to be thinking like it's all over and we won, but I gotta admit, it feels a lot like that these days. We survived Wise Snake, the aliens here don't seem to want to kill us, the corrupt parts of the force are answering for their crimes...

Heh. I'm gonna look like such a sap here, but I'd like to hold a get-together at my place later today. To celebrate making it this far together...and remember the people we lost along the way. This evening, 'round five maybe? There'll be food and drinks, but you can bring your own too if you want.

Here's my address, [insert address in text here] I trust none of you'll go TPing my house on Halloween, eh? Hope to see some of you soon.

mimicery

[It had been a few weeks since her last encounter with the snake attack in downtown but she never could have thought that everything would end up like this. Nevertheless, now that she was on the network?

Looks like she didn't have a choice. With a heavy sigh, she finally responded.]

So I got a quick question. Is there anyone here who doesn't want to be a part of this?

No offense but this isn't the type of thing I would go for. If you want to, then go ahead but I'm not suited for this. Between that snake attack and those aliens, there's got to be something else for those who can't handle it. Yeah, yeah, I can go help at the hospital but who wants to deal with seeing that everyday? That's a lot for an adult or even a kid to handle don't you think? What can a 10 year old do here?

[And not die in the process? However, there was some tapping noises coming from her other end.]

Whatever, I just want someone to get the numbers out of my head! I don't need another snake attack destroying the city or killing me!

[But she did have to admit, she was a little curious about whoever that person was that saved her.]

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