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Aug. 12th, 2014 10:45 am
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In Saeng Seong, there are world shattering catastrophes, dividing crises, and events that make you rethink your whole world view.

And then there are more mundane disasters.

"So how d'you get blood out of fabric?" Shura asked the Network, still bed haired and half asleep.

"Also can anyone hook me up with a good local diet guide? Need to watch what I eat more."
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[The camera opens up and there's a girl that some people may have never seen. She looks directly into the camera with earnestness and authority.]

Alright, listen up yous guys!

[She's pretty spunky, too.]

There's been all sorts of really weird things goin' on here, and I, for one, am not completely convinced that everything is as they say it is. Now, I ain't sayin' I'm trusting these people that brought us here, but also I ain't sayin' that those goons that showed up a couple days ago have the right idea either.

So, I am vowing to get to the bottom of this once and for all. Or, er... well, that is I'm going to try to anyways.

So here's the deal. I think that all of us know more about what's going heres than we might admit. I was talking to my friend and there's a lot of important stuff goin' on. So what I was thinkin' is if we were to start talkin' to one another we might start getting to the bottom of this whole wacky as heck mystery on our hands.

So who's with me?

[The girl then reaches for the feed before she seems to realize something. She takes a moment and then gives the camera the biggest smile she can muster.]

Oh, by the way, the name's Labrys for those of you that don't know me. Let's get to know each other a little better to, yeah?

[And the feed ends.]
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I've been thinking and ( Offscreen there's a voice that just calls back you're always thinking, but Nautica continues on undaunted! No one asked you, Chromia. ) and I've been wondering about why we're here. Not about our purpose for being here - I've decided that for the moment to assume that all information regarding that is accurate because there just isn't a good way to quantitatively account for it when creating this particular dataset. Categorical variables, you know?

I mean I could account for it, but I'll be the first to admit that I'm making a large number of assumptions as it is and I'd like to minimize any further skewing of results.

( Someone hasn't actually gotten around to her point yet, and it's with another helpful cough from offscreen that Nautica snaps back to it. )

Oh! Right, sorry. Anyway, I was wondering if there's any correlation between arrivals and existing relationships. Take me, for example - Chromia and I are close friends, and there's any number of people that I know here. Although they might not know me yet - I suppose I could factor in timelines differences somehow-- ( She looks pensive for a moment, one finger tapping against her chin as she considers this. That shouldn't be too hard. ) But my hypothesis is that by arriving here, you increase the chance that others from your universe will eventually follow, and the closer the relationship the more likely that individual will show.

There's an attached survey. If you'd like to fill that out and respond to this post with it, I'd appreciate it. So, um, thank you? Preemptively.

( And flicking the video feed off, because she can hear her roommate groaning already. )

Attached Text:
Number of Individuals from Your Universe Present at Your Arrival:
Number of Individuals from Your Universe Who Have Arrived Since Then:
Number of Individuals from Your Universe Present at Your Arrival That You Knew Personally:
Number of Individuals from Your Universe Who Have Arrived Since Then that You Knew Personally:
Of the Last Number, How Many Would You Consider to Have Close Personal Relationships With:
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[Wow. Just. wow. Another species for Shura to not have a very high opinion of.]

i came here w/ good news but i dont think it matters now

srsly what did i just stumble in2

u guyz make me happy my worlds *dead*
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A shirtless woman covered in what look like tattoos with edges glowing green stood before the camera, waiting. Her eyes were bandaged and blindfolded, and her skin was starting to flake off like she had had a huge sunburn. The terminal she was using suddenly dinged and announced in a robotic voice that she could now speak for the camera, which she did.

"Hey, Saeng Seong. I've seen this done before on Earth, so why not? I feel really, really restless and I need to go exercise, but I can't see shit for now. I'm looking for someone to be my seeing eye d... person so I can go out and run. Anybody up to that?" She paused. "I'll owe you."
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suppose u have a gf @ hoem

& u try to ask some1 here out

its cheatin rite?

im lonely
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...Yo! S'me. I know it's ass o'clock in the morning, but you're a kinda night owl, too, so I figured I'd fire a message anyway.

[Was there supposed to be a privacy filter on this? Did the sender forget? Yes.]

Uhh... s-so we got White Day comin' up, so I figured we'd go spend the day somewhere, hang out somewhere new. Grab coffee after or whatever. ...A-a date! [AW SHIT HE SAID IT. BUT IT WAS TRUE, RIGHT?? That's date stuff, isn't it?!]

Doesn't have to be someplace fancy, neither. Sounds a little too stuffy. Probably wouldn't be let in either, what with the hair bleach. Tch...

A-anyways, gimme a buzz whenever, and we'll figure somethin' out if the idea's cool with you, yeah?

...Night.

[Fastest hang-up beep ever.]
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[Maybe you've seen them around town: Posters made of construction paper in varied colors, each with small drawings of cats, dogs, rabbits and reindeer all over the sides. But now whoever had been putting them up all over Saeng Seong had placed one against one of the video terminals and used a screencap function, effectively advertising in every medium this oh so mysterious person can think of. With the drawings and color reads the following:]

Need a special gift for Christmas, New Years, Birthdays or Just Because?
It's all good. The Black Condor Crafter is now taking commissions for:


-Clothing (Hats, scarves, gloves, oven mitts, aprons, etc)
-Dolls (Any person or animal from your world or theirs, any size)
-Accessories and Odds & Ends (Cozies, brooches, charms, necklaces, bracelets)


Cost? Price of materials only. Not here to make money off this.

Sound good? Leave a message on this channel, make it private. We can deliver to you or whoever it's made for.
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[Draco feels somewhat foolish, standing in front of this—stupid... thing. this muggle techy thing, his nose and cheeks bright pink from the bite of the chilled air, hands stuffed stubbornly in his pockets. he activates the video feed, but doesn't quite know what to say for the first second it's rolling—he licks his chapped lips and then knits his eyebrows together crossly, pensively addressing the screen.]

Have you ever surprised yourself with how much you really didn't hate someone you were perfectly sure you hated quite a lot?

[Draco looks down, his forehead wrinkling somewhat with the intensity that his eyebrows are furrowed. he's not totally sure what he's doing, but it's hard not to chase this impulse.]

Bloody remarkable.
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[Canada greets Saeng Seong from inside his apartment, 3-07 in building 2. He wanted to send out a message before settling in. He sits at a table as he sends out the video. A polar bear cub is sitting in the chair next to him and reaches across the table to steal meat from the sandwich Canada was going to eat. Muffled music plays in the background coming from a next door apartment.]

Hi everyone I just arrived here. My name is Matt and this is Kumajirou. [He gestures towards Kuma without looking away from the camera and doesn't notice his lunch is being eaten yet.] I just have a couple of questions.

Are any of you familiar with someone named Alfred? I was told he's here too but I haven't seen him yet. He might be going by his other name, America. [He pauses to look towards the wall, the neighbor's music still seeping in. Better check that later- it could be him considering. As if by magic, the music stops.]

I'm still really confused about where we are exactly. -Or why they took us. I'm having trouble believing that physical contact can generate energy or keep us from getting sick. Usually you avoid touching someone while they're sick so you don't get infected. What have you discovered so far about-

[The sound of a crash is heard in the background and Matthew jumps and turns to look at something off screen. It isn't seen on camera, but the door to his apartment has just been flung open and after the sound of rapid loud foot thumps another figure enters the video feed, tackling Matthew (and his chair) to the floor with a crash. Kumajirou takes advantage of this distraction and starts eating the rest of the sandwich.]

MATT! YOU'RE OKAY! YOU'RE NOT IN A TEST TUBE!

OUCH! ALFRED GET OFF! Of course I'm not in a test tube. What are you talking about?

[Canada pulls himself up, rearranges his chair, and gives the camera an embarrassed smile and America a less than happy sideways glance. America pulls up a seat next to him and leans in to get on camera too.]

Um. I found Alfred. But I'd still like to hear about this world or at least meet my fellow "visitors."

[[ooc: joint post with America]]

[video]

Nov. 15th, 2013 06:08 am
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[Hello, again, network. The bald guy apparently hasn't gone away. He's been seen everywhere in town and surrounding areas in public places, standing about quietly or walking by or sitting calmly in a cafe. Something weird go down? He was most likely there mere moments before it happened. It's... kind of what he does. It's a bit of consistency for him, really, and he's going to hold to it until someone actively tells him to knock it off.]

[Right now, however, he's at a public terminal, and it looks as though he has a few things on his mind, inasmuch as one can tell from his expressionless face and serene voice. He's looking better than he has done, lately, but not quite 100%. He's still a bit weary round the edges and kind of drained-looking. It takes him a moment to put the words together.]

I am... conflicted.

[Okay, good start, keep going. He swallows and one could swear he looks the slightest bit afraid.] The interactions that I have been having with others here have... caused reactions that I do not fully understand. [He realises they might need a bit more to go on and he takes a breath to collect his thoughts.]

I know that I am not ill, but... these sensations are alien to me. [His hand goes to his chest and he does look the slightest bit pained.] I... wish to speak with someone who might explain them to me.
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When Naoto browses the network next, she'll find a video recording addressed to her and her only.

"You covered my ass back then. I owe you. Name your fee."
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Shura is still looking over her shoulder and frowning when the feed comes on. For once, her chest is covered: she's wearing a black and green dress, but the edges of her markings are still glowing faintly red.

"Heads up, good people: I've been touched by the Grace of God. I feel a little gross just thinking about it."

She looks over her other shoulder, showing the horn on the back of her neck at the same time.

"Anyway, I assume Metatron was trying to tell me to go smite some of those things that keep creeping up on us, so... yeah. I suppose I'll go do that, since I need to meet my hugging quota. I will be around the residential buildings mostly. I might go take a peek at the festival later. So. Free hugs and all that jazz. Look for the full-body tattoo."

The feed ends.
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--ing working right yet? Gawds.

[Severa peers one eye far too close to the terminal camera before pulling away and- upon realizing that it's recording- makes a slight, frustrated noise before huffing out a 'finally!' and crossing her arms.]

Okay look, I'm not going to waste any time. Not everybody here is the touchy-feely type and frankly, it's a little obnoxious to try and make us be anyway. But a lot of us here don't mind a fight, right? And some kinds of fighting require a lot of touching- usually between fists and faces but hey. Occupational hazard, right?

[She shrugs, gnawing on her lip slightly. She's going to continue of course, but part of her is still afraid that her suggestion will seem stupid. But it's the best she's got and better to get out with it than just think it to death.]

So why not keep ourselves sharp and fill up on the touching quota by having a big sparring practice in the mornings or something? It's sure more productive than complaining about how you don't want to hug anyone, and it's good for getting frustration out.

Any takers?
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I do not understand you people...

[It's a little hard to tell with text, but Mewtwo is in a bit of a mood today. Mostly because he's been feeling increasingly ill as the days go by. Guess who hasn't been hugging people?]

These natives have taken us hostage and cursed us with their own illness, forcing us to help them or risk becoming unnaturally ill...and you go out and celebrate with them? Join them in playing carnival games? Are you all insane, or do you simply have severe short-term memory loss?! I have never seen a better demonstration of Stockholm Syndrome in my life!
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[Akihiko is standing in front of a terminal, musing for a few minutes on what he wants to say to the others. After he makes up his mind, he touches the screen to access the network.]

Hey, everyone. Listen up!

You all know what we have to do. Being stubborn about it is just gonna get you killed, so don’t even bother wasting your time. We don’t have to hang off of each other all the time! Stick with your friends, or just go shake someone’s hand every once in a while. This energy problem affects everyone, and there’s no sense in making things worse.

[He’s not happy about being stuck in some foreign city either, completely cut off from home, but there’s a mission to complete here. The sooner they get it done and over with, the sooner they can all go back home. Right?]

So, c’mon, guys! [Akihiko lifts his arms and punches one fist into the opposite open palm, while maintaining a confident look on his face.] Let’s help each other out, okay?
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It took Shura all her energy to make it down the stairs to the closest terminal in the media room. She had been getting steadily worse and ignoring it out of habit after her magatama has been showed to be alive and well, but now she couldn't do that anymore. She knew what death felt like, and she was feeling it getting closer. With the last of her energy, she lifted her arm and pressed the record button.

"Building 1. Media room. Touch me. Hug me. Whatever. I give up."

The recording continued as Shura collapsed at the feet of the terminal.

[video]

Jun. 21st, 2013 08:27 pm
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[The video opens with a close up of a tiny, yellow face. A nose-less face that has a rather dastardly grin on its face.]

Hey, Togebo! This is my broadcast, okay?

[There's a small protest of 'Toge!' before the camera swings around to reveal a teenage boy with what appears to be a purple monkey on his shoulder.]

Yo! So I've met a few people already, but I haven't really gotten a chance to try out this messaging system yet. I realized that since there's apparently two of me around here it might be a good idea to clear things up!

My name's Gold, and my double is called Ethan. You can tell who you're talking to by our eye color. Mine are gold, like my name! [He points to his eyes helpfully.] Easy enough, right?

Anyway! I also wanted to extend an offer to any ladies out there who might be having a hard time finding someone to cuddle with. Any time you need me, day or night, I can be there in a flash! [He nods with a cocky grin.] Or, y'know, if some creepy old guy is trying to put the moves on you! I can teach them a thing or two about courtesy.
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[ Since he hasn't touched anyone yet, Kaworu is feeling the effects, but he tries to keep going as if it doesn't bother him too much (because it doesn't). Rather, he is much more curious about everyone else, to be honest.

And that's what this post is about, really.

His voice is gentle and soft, as always, and though you can't tell, he is smiling. ]


Hello. I have a question, to those who don't mind answering. If possible, would you like if your friends and the people you care about were here? And to those who do have someone, are you glad you are not alone?

[ AND for those who don't want to answer philosophical questions, Kaworu has another question ]

And since I'm still learning about what I'm allowed to do in this place, I would also like to ask. What do you enjoy doing on your free time? [ he wants to learn, but where to start ]

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