12 April 2014 @ 08:11 pm
[Ion clears his throat as the feed comes to life. He looks tired and shaken and most definitely uncertain about his choice to make this message a video.]

I apologize for any trouble I may experience in this recording, I...I'm afraid I'm not terribly used to using the Network, but I have an important announcement I feel is necessary to make. It's...

[He hesitates, taking a deep breath before he continues on.]

...it's been a few days since those of us who were transported to outside of the Tower returned. I'm sure many of you know Patrick Dawn. He was my roommate and my friend. I wasn't sure what to think when he didn't wake up with the rest of us. I kept hoping...

[Again, he pauses. Ion's face turns a bit stonier and he gets to the point.]

He died. Outside. I followed him when he wandered off and I meant to bring him back to the group but he--there was an accident with a machine.

[For most of the message thus far Ion had been unable to make direct eye contact with the screen, but here he looks up, eyes pleading.]

It's with a heavy heart I inform everyone that I do not believe Rick will be returning. I'm sorry. I couldn't save him. If anyone would like to join me and share in saying kind words, I'm going to be paying my respects to him tomorrow on the forty-eighth floor.

[With that said, Ion makes to turn off the feed but then hesitates, his expression darkening further. After a brief deliberation he speaks again.]

I have something else to say, and I hope you can forgive me for not...bringing this subject to light sooner. I should have, but I'll admit that I've been afraid to. For those of you I haven't already informed, on February 14th, Ruana...[Here Ion struggles briefly with his words.]...disposed of her heart.

[As an afterthought, he adds one final thought--] Please be careful. [--before the feed goes dark.]

((ooc: Ion will reply to any replies made to this post, but he may not be particularly talkative.))
 
 
11 April 2014 @ 03:29 am
[It's Lorelei! He looks a little tired, but otherwise perfectly fine.]

I apologize for my absence this past while. It seems our population has grown since I last poked about on the network, so hello to everyone. You may call me Lorelei. I am not in spite of appearances actually Luke or Asch, they're me. It's complicated.

[And he seems to think it's funny by the way he's grinning.]

At any rate, I am hoping for an idea of what I missed, as some digging about has led me to think some significant things have happened lately! Also, for those living in room ...2-08, I believe, you do in fact have another roommate, I've just been absent a while. Hello, I look forward to meeting you all.
 
 
10 April 2014 @ 07:25 pm
[GUESS WHO'S BACK. BACK AGAIN. And is on the network to say hello. If you guessed a fish troll, you would be correct.]

...huh. Didn't think I'd ever sea this plaice again. It feels like everything and nothing have changed at the same time. New room, new people, same glubbing oatmeal.

[She laughs.]

How long has it been, anemoneway? Last thing I remember was getting a box of tentacles in my mailbox and a bunch of weird shadow kids following people around.

Right, right. I'm Feferi Peixes.

[She waves at the camera.]

I was here for - glubbing shell, I don't remember. You start to get somefin like aquadementia - ocean madness - after spending too much time on a dead world. Things get fuzzy.

I'm guessing, though, based on this timer and what people are saying, that we don't have a whole lot of time left. Figures that I'd be coming back at the end. It seems to be a thing!

[She doesn't look upset; more amused than anything.]

So. What did I miss? I want to hear everyfin.
 
 
09 April 2014 @ 09:46 pm
[It's hard not to notice just how low the counter's gotten. Riku still remembers when the number was up in the triple digits, but now it's dropping lower each day. How much time do they really have to turn things all around? And just what can they hope to do in so little time?

When the video starts up, Riku appears hunched over the keyboard, fingers tapping at the desk.]


We've got less than two months now. I wonder what we can really do. I'm definitely not gonna give up hope, but we're gonna have to start thinking ahead. Planning for the home stretch. We've made a ton of progress. I just hope we can keep the momentum going.

[He pauses briefly, looking down at the ground.]

Things have already gotten tense. For those of you who didn't get flung outside the tower, how were things from your end? Hopefully better than what we went through. Out there, it felt like I could've exploded at any second. Almost like this lousy, wireframe body just couldn't hold me anymore. All those dead bodies sure didn't help much, either.

[Heaving a soft sigh, Riku finally leans back in his seat.]

I just wonder if it'll get any worse than that. Probably just jinxed us by saying that, but you can never really tell with this place.

[He'll just leave it at that for now, ending the message with a click.

Anyone perusing floor 3 may spot this Riku waiting at the computer, with a colorful looking Dragon doozing at his side.]

[ooc: Going to try and hit my backtags tomorrow. School just started, so I've been a bit slow.]
 
 
12 January 2014 @ 10:43 am
It's my birthday today. I'm two years old.

There's not many supplies, so I was wondering how other people celebrate things here? It's hard to make any day different from the others.

If you want, you can come by at dinner and have some cake with me. It'll have to be carrot cake, that's all we've got.
 
 
07 January 2014 @ 09:02 am
[Lysandre found the whole concept the the video network to be rather interesting, as the technology was very similar to the Holocaster. Something he had developed himself within Lysandre labs. Right now, he was facing the screen, whilst running his hand through Pyroar's mane. If anyone catches a glimpse of the Pokémon, he comes across as a large lion, with a similar mane of hair to his master. Lysandre values freedom and had allowed his Pokémon free, after finding his Pokeball within a case close to his bed, on arrival. Lysandre never liked keeping his Pokémon within Pokeballs for too long. He had questions and wondered who else dwelled within the prison.]

Can anyone answer me some questions, for I am new to this tower. My name is Lysandre and I come from a world known as Kalos, where people and Pokémon exist with one another. [He pauses, thinking on his next question.]

The collar around our necks; what is the function for these devices? Is there any way to remove them? If so, are there consequences? [He turns to Pyroar to see the Pokémon's concerned face. He could tell that Pyroar didn't like being within the Tower, just as his master didn't.]

Also, does anyone else know why we are here and if there is any way to escape from this place? Escape might be a rather strong word, but this whole tower feels to me as if were are prisoners here. I have not been long but I have made several studies of this tower. If anyone can help me out, it will be most welcome to me.
 
 
09 December 2013 @ 06:54 am
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13 October 2013 @ 11:30 pm
[Tetra's sitting at a terminal, playing a few notes on her recently acquired Spirit Flute before looking at the screen.]

So, um... It's a Ruana month. And she can be pretty awful sometimes.

[A lot of the time but Tetra's not saying that where Ruana, Jason or Riki could hear.]

There's really no way to get ready for anything that happens here so just everyone should be careful, okay?
 
 
07 August 2013 @ 12:13 pm
With all that has happened in the last few weeks and how angry Jason is, it shouldn't be surprising he's already making changes to how things work around here. There is really no way to know what he will do next. All we can do is prepare for the worst and hope for the best as foolish as hoping for anything here might seem. We may be limited in what we can do to prepare, but there is one thing I have noticed we can be working on. We all know how easy it is for any of the Administrators to turn off our powers. It can happen in the blink of an eye and without any kind of warning. And power loss is not limited to just when the Administrators wish it anymore. In addition to that and the floors that cancel out powers, ever since the initial systems' failure, it has become clear that even though systems are back up, they are far from stable. While there are some in the Tower who are as skilled fighting without their powers are they are with, there are a great many who rely too heavily on something they can lose so suddenly and completely.

There have been many people who have tried to set up training classes here in the past. I knew too briefly two of them, Hei and Tear Grants. Both of them are gone from the Tower now, but I would not like to see their hard work die just because they have been sent away. This is especially important right now since things will likely get worse around here before we can make them better.

I would like to ask anyone who is willing to help teach people non-magical ways of fighting and first aid to please contact me. As a great many people also rely on magical weapons they might lose without their special abilities, I would also request the aid of all who would be willing to help make non-magical weapons for those who need them. The weapons do not need to be pretty, only functional.

Finally, I would ask anyone interesting in learning how to fight without special abilities or would like to get a non-magical weapon to act as a back up for their magical weapons, to please contact me. I don't know how quickly I will be able to get the weapons together--that will depend on how much help I get. However, as I am one who is able to fight with or without my special abilities, I can start setting up training classes right away for any who are interested.

Thank you all for your assistance in this matter. I have always believed that the stronger we make each of us, the stronger we will be overall, and the more likely we will be to find the Truth we all are so desperately looking for.


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[Those who have been here quite a long time will recall that Lina went back home around November - however, going by her expression and the way she's acting, it doesn't seem like it's been that long. She may have a tendency toward burying her emotions, but she's not good enough to hide what would go along with eight months of solitude.]

Well, it's about time I got back here! I swear, another day back there, and I would have screamed.

[Well, she did after the first few days, but she's not gonna broadcast that in the least. She sighs, then folds her arms.]

So what'd I miss while I was gone?
 
 
04 May 2013 @ 11:24 pm
[A month long visit to a dead world was not the best vacation she could ever have. Not even close.]

How in Elrios do you all manage to go on, knowing that your worlds are decimated beyond repair, by means of magic or otherwise?

[Hence, text. If she talked now she'll probably break into tears.]
 
 
21 April 2013 @ 03:01 pm
Hello, everyone. This is Yukiko Amagi.

...I was one of the people that was modified last week. I wanted to apologize to anyone I hurt when I wasn't entirely in control of myself. I know that what happened wasn't my fault, but it still hurt other people. I never wanted to do that, and I'm sorry.

[She pauses for a moment, fiddling with her hair, then takes a deep breath and looks into the camera, to continue.]

Something else that I wanted to say is that I understand what it's like to look at what you did when you weren't entirely yourself and be shocked. It really hurts, and it makes you look at yourself differently. But I want everyone to remember this: we all have our shadows. Those shadows may not be pleasant, and they might hurt sometimes. But they shouldn't hold you back, either. The best thing to do is to find a way to accept your shadows and then move forward.

It isn't the easy path to take, but it's the one where you'll find the strength to go forward. I know, because I've been there, and I'm stronger for it.

[And her expression softens, and she manages a little smile.]

The last thing I wanted to say here is that I'm not angry at anyone who was ordering me around or anyone that hurt me. I know that wasn't really you talking, and I know people do things when they're afraid that they wouldn't normally do. I forgive you. I understand if you don't want to be friends, but if you ever want to talk or anything, you can come find me.

Inaba folks, check-in? Are you okay, after all that?
 
 
01 April 2013 @ 09:57 pm
[It takes him all day to muster himself out of his bed to make this post in the dormitory levels. Had he not been slammed with a message about his new "job", he would have kindly stayed in his room for a day or two just to... he wasn't even sure what the right word was. He didn't need to relax. He needed to detox. His journey home had been short, but he hoped and prayed it was just a dream. Only a dream, please just let it be that. But he'd seen the barren landscape, inhaled the putrid, acidic smell of miasma leaking out of every crack and crevice, seas of purple mud and poison all that remained of his world.

Of course he wanted it to be a dream.

...]


Two questions. Feel free to answer or not.

First: How many of you have been back home? As in: how many have returned to what used to be their home, only to come back? What did you see, and did it... feel real?


[...]

Second: What are we left with if the worlds we all know are really gone? Is it just us, this Tower, countless years and a few grim expectations?

I really am starting to wonder.
 
 
28 February 2013 @ 07:04 pm
[Luke's curled up in front of the terminal, looking rather forlorn after the massive info dump that was just dropped on everyone, not to mention Dax's horrifying death. It takes him a moment for him to live his chin up from where it's wedged against his knees so he can speak clearly.]

So... I don't... really understand what's happened. But from what I've read and watched on the network... does this mean everyone that's died is... a replica?

[...he really doesn't know how to feel about that. On one hand, yay, even more people like him! On the other... that is so damn depressing.]

W-were we living when we were taken from our worlds, or was that our first 'death'? How is it even that they were able to bring any part of us here?

[He sulked back until his face was hiding behind his knees now.]

...I think all this gave us even more questions than answers...
 
 
28 February 2013 @ 12:11 pm
I'm no good at speeches. Louis is far better at them than I am - but with him gone I feel that it's my duty to pick up his slack.

[It still stings a little to speak of his disappearance, but Aleph has had worse pains.]

Not because I need to intimidate the administrators. Not because I need to curse them. They know already what their crimes are. But everyone trapped in this tower needs to hear this right now.

Every tyrant falls. Every regime is overthrown, every cruel fist is shaken off. No matter how powerful, how old, or how deeply entrenched.

You know how many of us there are, and our numbers continue to grow. And with every new captive comes a new hope for freedom. Among us are those stronger than you can imagine, those wiser than you can dream of, those skilled beyond belief - those who may not have the power to escape on their own, but will risk everything together to bring down those who would seek to torture us.

With so many of us who are so strong, freedom is an inevitability.
 
 
28 February 2013 @ 12:37 am
[Feferi's gray skin looks pale as she steps forward, and it's clear that she's shaking. But she takes a deep breath, because this is too important not to tell everyone.]

My name is Feferi Peixes. Anyone who knows me knows I'm infamous for fish puns, but I'm going to hold off on them here, just so the message is as clear as possible. I don't want it to get twisted by a bad turn of phrase.


The message you all saw about the soul thing...it's true. I know, because...

[She takes another deep breath, swallowing hard.]

I went down the elevator, with some others, when we saw it open. We had to take the chance. We needed to know what was down there.

When the group I was with saw a soul being extracted from a dead person, we couldn't believe what we were seeing. More than anything, we knew what a precious thing that was. We didn't want it to be harmed, and so we followed where the retrieval unit was taking it.

...we didn't expect that it would be carrying the soul straight to Jason. We confronted him, we refused to give up the presence of the other groups that were in the administrators' area, and he punished us by forcing us to go through the soul extraction and re-implantation processes while we were still conscious.

Before I go on any further, I have to stress this point: DO NOT TAKE THIS AS AN INVITATION TO CONFRONT JASON. He will not hesitate to put you through that process, and no one should ever have to experience a thing like that. I don't want anyone to consider this as an invitation to take some kind of vengeance. That path only leads to pain.

I didn't think that he was actually capable of anything close to mercy until I went through that. Everyone in this tower has been through it while unconscious, and that is truly a mercy. When it happens, your body is taken downstairs and placed into a sphere. That sphere fills with a violet liquid, and then it begins to contract.

[Tears start to run down her cheeks as she remembers, and her voice cracks.]

It quite literally squeezes your soul out of your body, and that is like no physical pain in this or any other universe. I don't think there is a single word that is capable of describing it. Agony isn't strong enough, because the pain keeps going while you feel your body stop working.

And even when you are only that shining light, the pain doesn't fade immediately. It takes time.

Then, you're surgically put into - into a...a new body. I...

[She can't keep talking. She breaks down sobbing, and then the feed cuts.]
 
 
07 February 2013 @ 07:28 pm
[See: One Riku seated at a terminal, his head propped up by one hand while the fingers of his other hand tap against the edge of the keyboard.]

Just want to give everyone a quick heads-up. If you see somebody who looks like me, just a bit younger and with a black coat, he's my Replica.

Problem is, he thinks he is me, thanks to his memories. Can't say I know all the details, but what I do know is that he thinks I'm the copy and that I somehow managed to ruin his life.

[He sighs, leaning back in his seat.]

So, I guess what I want to know is, what should I even do about that? His memories must feel real if he believes in them so strongly. I can't just push him until he accepts the truth. That'd be too coldhearted for my liking.

But at the same time, I can't just keep him in the dark. If I do, he'll probably keep trying to take me out. He's... pretty stubborn, after all.
 
 
[It has been quite a while since he had come onto the network like this. It seemed that the days had come together into one brief moment. He knew that something was off deep within his gut but he chose to ignore it. He moves to click on the network feed and clears his throat before he begins to speak. His eyes are sunken and it appears as if sleep had been a last thought to him.]

I believe today marks the day of my 100th year here...no wait perhaps it is in nineties. It is hard to make sense of what is truth. I feel...the same as I had when I arrived. Here I thought age was supposed to change a person. While this holds some truth to it I am not sure if this tower has provided anything of value. Though it is only be expected when you consider just what is associated with this tower. I must say it is fortunate that I am not in the ground. That my age has not caught up with me. This I can conclude is probably due to the tower or simply that death will be soon upon me and my hopes, whats left of them, still remain.

I do not fear it. Death has been a constant visitor during my time here. Maybe it is best that it will come for me. I have not accomplished much during my stay here and given my future was only death, if I had returned home, perhaps it is to be. Considering such a situation, I feel as if hope is lost...my time has been useless within this tower. I could not come to protect those around me, or provide new hope for my friends and those who wished to follow my word. If it is to be and death is to be a visitor tonight, then I wish you well. If not I will continue to do what I can to assist you, even if you intend to detour it. I suppose it might be a miracle to some that a mutant has lived this long...heh what a load of hoofbeast shit. I was destined to die, never meant to be. I have always known this and chose to ignore it.

Nothing but words pour from my mouth and yet no one listens. It all ended in failure, here and back on Alternia. I.... I'm not sure what to do anymore.

[Any expression he had drops and slowly he turns his head away from the camera. Brows lowered and his frown was trapped in permanent doubt. ]

I am sorry for all of you.... Thank you for listening.

[With that he clicks off the feed for now, wishing to stare at the absence in the screen. Becoming lost within it.]
 
 
14 January 2013 @ 07:10 pm
[This kid's been here for a little less than a week, and he's just now decided to try out the network terminals. Specifically, one of the ones on his dorm's floor. The face that appears in the video feed isn't a very happy one.]

So I've been here for about a week, and I forget how many people I've never met that seem to know my name.

...What I'm saying is that basically, there's at least one guy around here who shares my face and has been pretending to be me. Maybe two. But if you're looking for Riku, that's me.

[There's a pause while he tries to decide whether to end it or not, then he does. He'll stick around the terminal for a while, then he'll go prowl the lower levels of the tower.]
 
 
10 December 2012 @ 01:38 pm
[ Maya turns on the feed and stares at everyone curiously. It's been a while since she's spoken to anyone in general, and besides... this is important. ]

Hey, guys. Is anyone here planning on celebrating Christmas? I mean, if we're going to have an awesome Christmas in the tower, we should totally have some sort of party on Christmas Eve or something!

What do you guys think?