13 May 2013 @ 12:18 pm
[ Homura gave herself quite a few days to think this through. She's spent her time wandering the tower, thoroughly checking every corner for a way out and squashing any insecurity those letters brought about. It's quite likely that your character has not so much as seen her, given how Homura is presently not sure who she can trust in this tower and is being quite careful to avoid distractions.

But that isn't working. Not just that, but Madoka is here. It won't do to not check in on Madoka every once and a while, if only to give her 'friend' one less person to worry about. Plus, as much as she hates it, it has become clear that she can't get a total grasp on this place by herself. Homura would rather not learn everything from experience in such a dangerous place, and after watching the network terminal for a while she can see that the other users aren't so bad. No harm in trying, anyway.

A good day to you all. I am Homura Akemi. I have been here for less than a week. I understand those letters may have many of you uneasy right now, but I would appreciate any information you have to offer regarding the current situation.

[ Her mind gradually wanders. The letter being brought up allowed a pang of guilt to break through her thoughts, as well as a mental image of the other magical girls presumably not saved. Well, if Madoka is here and from such an early time like herself then maybe... ]

Tomoe Mami, Sakura Kyouko, and Miki Sayaka. If you have heard those names then please let me know. Thank you for your time.

[ Click. | ooc note | I've restarted Homura from a blank page, so if you're old CR and she doesn't recognize you then I'm sorry ;-; ]
10 May 2013 @ 03:47 pm
[ You can see the young girl fidgeting as she tries to figure out what to with this thing on the screen. When she doesn't see any reaction, she almost peers a little too closely before ducking back.

Oh, wow, what is this thing? It looks kind of like a computer, not that she has access to one back home on a regular basis. ]

H-hello? Is anyone there? My name is Madoka Kaname and I've just arrived at the "Tower", is it? And... ah... I don't really know what's going on. Is it true that our worlds have been destroyed so we were saved?

I'm really glad that I got to live, but... [ She's thinking off to her parents and friends now. ]

If anyone knows anything about Mami Tomoe, Sayaka Miki, Hitomi Shizuki, and Homura Akemi, please talk to me immediately...! I'd really like to know where they are if possible? Oh, and... what are the chances of someone being brought here later?
19 April 2013 @ 06:18 pm
[It's taken him a great deal of time to get his composure together, after everything is said and done. He might have his body back, but the rush of memories and actions and guilt guilt guilt is enough to make him want to vomit. The images of himself, coated in women, stained in blood, saying one thing while meaning another, leading people astray while knowing otherwise - PRETENDING....

How dare they... How DARE they...


As overwhelming as it is, he can't just wallow. Someone HAS to know, and as much as it might hurt to hear it so soon, they have to know immediately.

So Guy slips to a terminal, holding himself composed if not extremely worn... and as strong as he tries to stay, he can't quite keep the small tremble out of his words as he starts to speak.]

If you're hearing my voice right now, then you need to stop and listen. What I'm about to tell you is going to be hard to hear, and I'm sorry. But it's important.

This week was a mess. No one can deny that. But some of you here in the Tower might have been aware of a few of us wandering around, claiming we had "control" of our minds. To some of you, we were your superiors, ordering you to do or say things for us. The few of us that had mixed colors in our collars or could maintain a conversation like normal, despite our modifications, claiming that the Administrators had failed and that we were fighting back.

We sent out a message this week, gathering people and information to try and establish what we claimed was a counter-resistance. Many showed up. Many put confidence in us.

[He pauses, swallowing hard.]

That was a mistake.

The truth is that we were just as brainwashed as anyone else... Even more so, I guess. Despite what we might have said or made people think, we were all actors. The few of us you may have talked to were sent out specifically for sabotage and information, all for the ones that did this to us. We were spies, and before coming back to normal, many of us just gave away information that...

[Another pause, a deep grimace crossing his face.]

Well, it might prove to be a disaster for quite a few people. If you spoke to a drone in what you thought was a form of confidence, especially against the Tower or in details of the resistance...

[His expression pains, grimace thinning into a guilty frown.]

Then I'm sorry. We've done something truly horrible.


There's another long pause, the man at the screen tense and quiet. Either he's searching for something else to say, or his composure is about to slip from him. It's hard to tell.]

There's nothing we can do to take it back. Think what you would like of us. But we've tricked you, and you deserve to know. And right now... I'd recommend to be prepared for the worst.


If you have questions, then feel free to ask. I'm... not sure what any of us can tell you. I'm sorry.

[And with a tired, forced smile, the feed ends.]
28 February 2013 @ 01:32 am
[Kyoko appears on the screen. She's obviously shaken by the last pair of network posts that preceded hers, but more than that, she's really pissed off (or, more likely, she's turned her fear and confusion into anger.)]

What the Hell was that? That girl..she just ate her own companion, didn't she? She just ate him like he was piece of meat! Even though he hadn't done a single thing wrong...! What the Hell does she mean, "rotten!?" The only thing rotten here is her!

[She clenches her teeth and reaches to end the feed, then suddenly stops. She didn't really care about Dax, but she thinks, probably, he was the only one she came close to liking, but more than that? It's infuriating to see someone betray their companion like that.]

Ruana! You're watching to this, aren't you!? So why don't you show yourself already! Tell us all about how you used to pray to keep your soul while going around and stealing everyone else's. That's the real point of all this, right!? You were never interested in saving anyone to begin with!

Seriously, whatever the Hell it means to lose your Tower in this place, you deserve it! Denying people even death, stuffing them into bodies that they don't want and killing them just for fun, doing things like that to your own companions--I hope somebody years your heart and soul out, you disgusting waste of space. Nobody here needs your kind of salvation.

As for the rest of you, I could care less about what you think of this post. If you ain't got anything useful to say, don't even bother.
07 February 2013 @ 03:49 pm
So I see everybody took their stupid pills this morning. Good to know.

So, for reference, why don't you all tell me how many you're taking a day. And how much booze you're downing it with.

Don't forget to leave your name, room number, best way to piss you off, deep dark secrets and a bunch of other crap that nobody cares about. Because we really care.

Don't worry, either. This information will be recorded for every asshole that drops in on this Hellhole to see.
02 February 2013 @ 09:02 pm
[Luke's holding up that evening's dinner, making a face as he pulled a piece of candy out from his hamburger.]

...definitely a Ruana month. I hated candy after October, I really hate it now.

[He flicked the candy down the hallway.]
23 January 2013 @ 12:33 am
[ seeing as how its body isn't actually made for speech, the voice in this post is telepathic projection and can easily be recognised as such. Bitties will just receive the post in their heads thanks to Kyuubey's agreement with the bitty brigade to provide eternal hivemind reception.


Greetings! My name is Kyuubey. I've been here for some time now, but I need advice from you all... Well, primarily from the humans amongst you. Namely, what should my purpose be in this universe, when my job was to save mine? If I am the result of a failed line of causality, and this a place that collects the detritus from inadequate realities, what is the purpose of our continued existence? We cannot cease to exist from our own desire, which would imply that we are meant to be, but can anyone claim to have contributed something to this reality? Does anyone believe they have a future, or any potential whatsoever, as long as they exist in this tower?

I'm asking only because as unbalanced, emotional species, you are much more likely to produce a rationale for your existence! The logical answer - that we have no future and no present - doesn't really work, does it? We're gonna keep going anyway... I thought I'd find out what you thought, and see if there was something I can do.

Well, it doesn't matter much. Since I have as little meaning here as you guys, let's all be friends!
10 January 2013 @ 06:23 pm


AAAAAa e i o u a e i o u
ab eb ib ob ub ba be bi bo bu
ac ec ic oc uc ca ce ci co cu
ad ed id od ud da de di do du
in thename of the father and fo the son and of the holy spirit amen

america america america amreica alfred alfred virginia newengland

[Guess who has just discovered the terminals exist?]
09 January 2013 @ 07:12 pm
[ At first, it's a bit difficult to tell just what's on the screen. Some kind of flower? But that only lasts for a second, and then as the user of the terminal pulls back, it becomes clear that it was her eye on the screen. ]

Well met, everyone! I hope you are all well on this day. My name is Nia Teppelin, and I fondly greet everyone here.

[ She gives a little bow to the camera. ]

However, I have a serious and heartfelt question for you! There is a valiant young man named Simon who is his own, but in addition to that he is meant to be mine soon, and I cannot find him. He is very special and I'm certain you will know him when you see him, so please return him to me if he is found. This is important, people of the Tower, so it would mean very much to me if you helped me.

[ She bows again, more deeply. ]

Thank you very much. Please tell me who you are if you find Simon, so that I may cook for you a fine meal as a reward.
20 November 2012 @ 12:23 pm
[ The video shows Homura at a library terminal. Her ring is visibly on her finger as she runs her hands through her hair, purposefully displaying it in hopes of attracting the attention of fellow Puella Magi. Then she sets her hand down again. ]

My name is Homura A-- [ She stops, remembering Moemura is here. She doesn't want to shock her with that information. ] --- Homura... I would like to speak to anyone who may be experienced with or presently in possession of firearms. I am in need of assistance regarding the subject matter. I am also curious to know if anyone may assist me in obtaining certain chemicals and 'parts' that I need for 'something'. I thank you for your cooperation.

[ She bows her head and shifts her gaze to a small object she has set by the terminal. Her last remaining Grief Seed. ]

I am aware that someone here may have the ability to "purify" soiled objects. If you are such a person and at all willing, I would like to request a face to face conversation with you regarding a matter of concern for myself and a select few others. [ On the note of those others...

Homura tries not to let her expression falter, but it's difficult. She's very worried as she goes on, though successfully masks her concern.

Madoka-san, Sayaka-san, Kyoko-san. If you hear this, please respond. And if you would be so kind, allow me to see your soul gem. A lot has happened and we must keep them clean in order to be effective in this environment.

17 November 2012 @ 01:27 am
[ The feed clicks on to reveal an extremely nervous-looking girl fiddling agitatedly with the ends of her pigtails. With a hesitant gulp, she addresses the contraption in a small voice. ]

Um... hello? C-Can anyone hear me?

[ She pauses, darting a quick glance behind her with a motion reminiscent of prey waiting to be attacked. After several seconds of no response, neither from the device nor her surroundings, she breathes a visible sigh of relief/disappointment and continues. ]

My... my name is Homura Akemi...

... a-and I'm sorry to bother you, but I --

[ An expression akin to scared determination flickers across her features. Her right hand stops tugging her pigtails, fingers reaching upward to clasp the violet collar round her neck. ]

-- I think this is a very cruel joke.

Please stop.
Current Mood: anxious
15 November 2012 @ 09:40 pm
*Oh no, how could he have forgotten? In all the emotional numbness and subsequent breakdown and guilt and preoccupation with getting something figured out, he failed to realize, well...that last month certainly would have been rough on more than just him. And certain people in this tower can't afford to despair...*

To those under a fairy's contract,

Last month was terrible, and in my own despair, I am afraid I overlooked yours. Are you well? I can be found on the third level, if you need my help.

Please forgive me for my oversight.


((ooc: He can be found here! Also because of the date, yes, this post may simply not be there. Have fun with that.))
02 November 2012 @ 09:22 am
 [The moment the video turns on you see a blond head on the keyboard. The stool is knocked over in the background.]


[The head looks up and those who recognise it will see that it is Colette's. She rubs her head, trying to register what happened, and then..]

Oh, no! I haven't broken it, have I?!

[Looks like Colette has worked out how to turn on the video - not that she has noticed that it's on. Respond to her, guys?]
20 May 2012 @ 11:01 pm
Once upon a time, in heaven, Buddha sat down and looked into a pond.
And at the bottom of the pond, he saw hell and the damned.
There was a man, in hell, who only had a single good deed to his name.
Once, while walking in the woods, he chose not to kill a spider he was about to crush with his foot.
Buddha felt pity for the man, and threw down a single spider thread for him to climb out of hell.
The man began to climb, and was amazed to realize he might actually get out of hell that way.
But then he noticed others had started climbing up, too, and he feared the thread would snap.
He yelled at the others to get off, that it was his, and that was when thread did snap.
Down and down went the whole lot tumbling, back into the depths of hell.
And Buddha sighed and went on wandering.

15 May 2012 @ 11:24 am
[The video feed opens to Kyoko sitting alone reading the odd letter she had been given upon her arrival. Wearing a mixed look of annoyance and regret upon her face, she is very much a girl lost in her own melancholic thoughts.]

Eh, I guess that was one way to deal with the witch problem. But why the heck did they save me? I wasn't exactly planning on living all that much longer if things came down to it. Guess it just means I won't be able to save you like I wanted. Sucks to be me I guess. Oh well, I better go stock up on food before someone else gets to it.
hold on lemme put on my ~serious typing mode~ for this

Hello there, fellow residents of the tower!  ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ My name is Sayaka Miki, and I'm here to teach you how to use a computer.

If you can see this, congratulations! You've already mastered the steps of reading and looking at a screen, and of  navigating your way TO this handy guide.

First, let's cover the common mistakes.

1 - No, there aren't people inside the strange little box! I know, I know.

2 - Yes, it really does relish your cries of frustration when you fail at using it. That's a computer's secondary power source.

3 - Do you see a key that says "Shift?" There are two of them, and (via holding one down while pressing another key) they let you Use Proper Capitals and access some other c**| $ymb@|$.

4 - There's a really big blank key. That's what you do to keep yourwordsfromlookinglikethis. Hold           it          down         to        get       more      space!

5 - That weird red squiggle that pops up sometimes? That means you've spelled something wrong.

And here's a special rule from a guest speaker:

"Don't forget the magic of the goddamn punctuation keys.

That dot on the keyboard? That's how you end a sentence. That question mark on the keyboard? That's how you ask a question. You know, like a normal person."

That's all I can think of for now - but I'll be editing this! After all, it's for everyone's benefit~.