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Animus Network - July 2nd, 2012
02 July 2012 @ 12:33 am
This post, if people would like to utilize it, can be used to quickly meet up with those you were separated or stranded from during the previous month, as well as ensuring one another of your safety.
This will help ensure that we have one place to check for such correspondences, and will not flood the network with an overabundance of the same sentiment.
You're free to utilize your own means, of course- I simply figured this would be a useful tool, after all that has happened.
This will help ensure that we have one place to check for such correspondences, and will not flood the network with an overabundance of the same sentiment.
You're free to utilize your own means, of course- I simply figured this would be a useful tool, after all that has happened.
02 July 2012 @ 01:03 am
For first impressions to a place I have seen far worse although that has not been common.
[It's hard to imagine that a voice so young could possess such a dull indignation while speaking. For someone who has been tested on mercilessly for a month and altered both physically and mentally during that time he sounds far more annoyed and tested than truly angry.]
To build a prison one doesn't require just physical walls, but mental ones as well. A prisoner only learns to see a prison as a cage and not just a building only after that prisoner has been broken, like how a caged bird doesn't know how to truly use their wings because they've been clipped. But the difference is that the prisoner must clip his own wings. You can be held down but your ability to fly cannot be stripped unless you surrender it.
You are not prisoners until you allow yourself to believe you are.
Although something interesting did come out of "test" we endured. Many of us seem to be from different worlds. Some don't even seem to be human. I come from a world were there are many creatures as well. I have quite a curiosity in the worlds everyone else comes from, and the creatures that live there.
Ah. It's also come to my attention that there are many people here from my world. If they would be so kind, I would like to speak with them.
[Hey, other supernatural entities and demons from the SMT/Persona-verse. That means you as far as Lucifer is concerned.]
[OOC: I still need to put up a permissions post proper for him, but one small thing about Lucifer. He does have a supernatural sense that allows him to tell what others are if they're some form of supernatural/powerful entity. For beings not from his canon (at the very least) this is regulated to only getting a basic idea of what they are (god/demon/grim reaper/ect.) and not anything about WHO they are beyond that. If this is okay with you/too invasive and you play one of those characters please tell me in the header of your comment.]
[It's hard to imagine that a voice so young could possess such a dull indignation while speaking. For someone who has been tested on mercilessly for a month and altered both physically and mentally during that time he sounds far more annoyed and tested than truly angry.]
To build a prison one doesn't require just physical walls, but mental ones as well. A prisoner only learns to see a prison as a cage and not just a building only after that prisoner has been broken, like how a caged bird doesn't know how to truly use their wings because they've been clipped. But the difference is that the prisoner must clip his own wings. You can be held down but your ability to fly cannot be stripped unless you surrender it.
You are not prisoners until you allow yourself to believe you are.
Although something interesting did come out of "test" we endured. Many of us seem to be from different worlds. Some don't even seem to be human. I come from a world were there are many creatures as well. I have quite a curiosity in the worlds everyone else comes from, and the creatures that live there.
Ah. It's also come to my attention that there are many people here from my world. If they would be so kind, I would like to speak with them.
[Hey, other supernatural entities and demons from the SMT/Persona-verse. That means you as far as Lucifer is concerned.]
[OOC: I still need to put up a permissions post proper for him, but one small thing about Lucifer. He does have a supernatural sense that allows him to tell what others are if they're some form of supernatural/powerful entity. For beings not from his canon (at the very least) this is regulated to only getting a basic idea of what they are (god/demon/grim reaper/ect.) and not anything about WHO they are beyond that. If this is okay with you/too invasive and you play one of those characters please tell me in the header of your comment.]
02 July 2012 @ 05:14 am
[Hey Tower, did you miss this soccer kid? No? Well he missed you!
But unlike the others who were with him during that long month of tests and whatnot, he's not going to talk about how his well being is or where his friends are or anything like that.
No, he could talk to them later, he was sure. Right now, he was a bit pissed off and it's apparent by the stern glare he was giving the network. You might not be able to see his eyes from behind his goggle lens, but it's quite obvious that they're narrowed in anger.
Oh, did I mention that he was wearing a quite peculiar soccer uniform?]
[Yes, arms crossed and glare set, there is only one thing he needed to say.]
Who went through my trunk?
[You see, when he opened his trunk, that uniform was tucked neatly inside, but the rest of his clothes were nowhere to be found. His soccer ball was missing too and a few of the other things had obviously been moved around.
And he'd keep wearing the clothes he wore during the past event but who wants to wear the same outfit for over a month without washing it?]
But unlike the others who were with him during that long month of tests and whatnot, he's not going to talk about how his well being is or where his friends are or anything like that.
No, he could talk to them later, he was sure. Right now, he was a bit pissed off and it's apparent by the stern glare he was giving the network. You might not be able to see his eyes from behind his goggle lens, but it's quite obvious that they're narrowed in anger.
Oh, did I mention that he was wearing a quite peculiar soccer uniform?]
[Yes, arms crossed and glare set, there is only one thing he needed to say.]
Who went through my trunk?
[You see, when he opened his trunk, that uniform was tucked neatly inside, but the rest of his clothes were nowhere to be found. His soccer ball was missing too and a few of the other things had obviously been moved around.
And he'd keep wearing the clothes he wore during the past event but who wants to wear the same outfit for over a month without washing it?]
02 July 2012 @ 09:56 am
Specifically for the occupants of 2-10
[When Dirk awakens and can't move at first, he finds himself panicking. This isn't something that normally happens, so it's a huge relief when he actually is able to move. Immediately, he's able to tell he's not where he should be. His memory is a little hazy due to the fact he's still waking up, but he knows that the last thing he was doing, which certainly wasn't sleeping. Who could sleep when their home was under attack?
The letters he finds answers a few of the initial questions he has, but it leaves a billion more unanswered. His world was destroyed? Given the state it was in, he isn't surprised, but he was supposed to get into the game first. He's pretty sure this isn't it. This is horribly disconcerting, because he can't help but wonder about his friends. Did they make it to safety? Are they here?
After another few moments, he's aware he's not the only person in the room either. Well then.]
...Who are you people.
Network; open.
I'm not entirely sure what is going here, so perhaps someone can shed some light on this situation.
How is it that I've arrived here?
I'm finding the information provided by the welcoming committee highly doubtful for a multitude of reasons that I don't have time to get into at this time.
With that, I'll cut to the chase; in the off-chance that it's actually correct, that my world was destroyed, I must ask.
Does anyone know Roxy Lalonde, Jake English, Jane Crocker and their whereabouts?
[When Dirk awakens and can't move at first, he finds himself panicking. This isn't something that normally happens, so it's a huge relief when he actually is able to move. Immediately, he's able to tell he's not where he should be. His memory is a little hazy due to the fact he's still waking up, but he knows that the last thing he was doing, which certainly wasn't sleeping. Who could sleep when their home was under attack?
The letters he finds answers a few of the initial questions he has, but it leaves a billion more unanswered. His world was destroyed? Given the state it was in, he isn't surprised, but he was supposed to get into the game first. He's pretty sure this isn't it. This is horribly disconcerting, because he can't help but wonder about his friends. Did they make it to safety? Are they here?
After another few moments, he's aware he's not the only person in the room either. Well then.]
...Who are you people.
Network; open.
I'm not entirely sure what is going here, so perhaps someone can shed some light on this situation.
How is it that I've arrived here?
I'm finding the information provided by the welcoming committee highly doubtful for a multitude of reasons that I don't have time to get into at this time.
With that, I'll cut to the chase; in the off-chance that it's actually correct, that my world was destroyed, I must ask.
Does anyone know Roxy Lalonde, Jake English, Jane Crocker and their whereabouts?
02 July 2012 @ 01:58 pm
[Hei is looking normal for the most part, thank god. Any more experiments, and he just might have switched his urge to kill, a feat so very few achieved; this place definitely got it in less than a month. But that was to be expected. Hell, even if the experiments to him were gone, his face eyes looked tired. Granted, they always looked tired, if not a bit sad.]
I'm sure everyone has received a gift of sorts from those people. Disregarding that however, there are questions I wished answered regarding those I know.
In order to help avoid confusion regarding this subject, and to help explain my situation, I have been taken away from a facility in space, controlled by the Consortium. After a victory against them, I have found myself trapped within those pods for experimentation, where I ended up meeting most of you with that man called Jason.
[And yes, Hei wishes to join that punching him club.]
Within that facility, we were all lead to believe that we were taken from our worlds. In reality however, we were only clones of the original being. I am...one of those. Thus far, only one other person from the facility has been made known to me, and that was Yusuke Urameshi. If anyone has any questions regarding this matter, or knows of anyone else from it, contact me immediately.
Also, if others can inform me more about this tower, it would be appreciated. As it stands, I understand the basics of it. [Though is highly skeptical of the world being destroyed.]
And...if anyone--[He shakes his head, frowning. He was doubtful she was here, but if she was...He looked back at the camera again.]
Lucy, if you are here, please contact me immediately.
That is all.
I'm sure everyone has received a gift of sorts from those people. Disregarding that however, there are questions I wished answered regarding those I know.
In order to help avoid confusion regarding this subject, and to help explain my situation, I have been taken away from a facility in space, controlled by the Consortium. After a victory against them, I have found myself trapped within those pods for experimentation, where I ended up meeting most of you with that man called Jason.
[And yes, Hei wishes to join that punching him club.]
Within that facility, we were all lead to believe that we were taken from our worlds. In reality however, we were only clones of the original being. I am...one of those. Thus far, only one other person from the facility has been made known to me, and that was Yusuke Urameshi. If anyone has any questions regarding this matter, or knows of anyone else from it, contact me immediately.
Also, if others can inform me more about this tower, it would be appreciated. As it stands, I understand the basics of it. [Though is highly skeptical of the world being destroyed.]
And...if anyone--[He shakes his head, frowning. He was doubtful she was here, but if she was...He looked back at the camera again.]
Lucy, if you are here, please contact me immediately.
That is all.
02 July 2012 @ 02:05 pm
Hello, Tower.
If what this letter says is true, then my world has apparently been destroyed. You'll excuse me if I call that a load of bull. Maybe it's denial, but I can't accept that, not after everything that's happened. Not after what my allies and I went through in the Lockdown to save it.
So, long story short, does anyone know who or what was responsible for supposedly destroying all of our worlds? I need to have a word with them. Thank you in advance for hearing me out.
It seems I haven't introduced myself. Sorry about that.
[With that, the video flickers on, showing a girl with blue hair, blue eyes, odd headphones...and a long black cape. From the video, it looks like she's in the cafeteria already. She also looks pretty calm and wide-eyed for someone who was just implicitly threatening violence against people and/or creatures.] My name's Asako Minegishi, and if the circumstances were better, I'd say it's nice to meet you all.
Oh, um, does anyone know who's responsible for the cafeteria, by the way? I'd like to have a word with them about this oatmeal, too. I mean, I get that everyone's worlds have ended, so it's probably kinda hard to get supplies, but would it kill them to put in a little salt, for crying out loud? Thanks!
[...She's got a pretty cheery voice for someone who was just threatening violence, too. She grins for the camera, waves, and turns it off.
Tower, meet one of your newest residents.]
If what this letter says is true, then my world has apparently been destroyed. You'll excuse me if I call that a load of bull. Maybe it's denial, but I can't accept that, not after everything that's happened. Not after what my allies and I went through in the Lockdown to save it.
So, long story short, does anyone know who or what was responsible for supposedly destroying all of our worlds? I need to have a word with them. Thank you in advance for hearing me out.
It seems I haven't introduced myself. Sorry about that.
[With that, the video flickers on, showing a girl with blue hair, blue eyes, odd headphones...and a long black cape. From the video, it looks like she's in the cafeteria already. She also looks pretty calm and wide-eyed for someone who was just implicitly threatening violence against people and/or creatures.] My name's Asako Minegishi, and if the circumstances were better, I'd say it's nice to meet you all.
Oh, um, does anyone know who's responsible for the cafeteria, by the way? I'd like to have a word with them about this oatmeal, too. I mean, I get that everyone's worlds have ended, so it's probably kinda hard to get supplies, but would it kill them to put in a little salt, for crying out loud? Thanks!
[...She's got a pretty cheery voice for someone who was just threatening violence, too. She grins for the camera, waves, and turns it off.
Tower, meet one of your newest residents.]
02 July 2012 @ 05:29 pm
I-Is this thing on?
[The screen shows Tara, looking more than a little confused and lost as she fiddles around with the settings on the terminal. Those of who you know her might be able to tell that she's different in appearance. Gone is most of the softness to her body. Now, muscles can be seen on her arms, as her shaking hands move over the terminal's settings. Her face is leaner, more angled, less round. Even so, she still looks healthy. She's lost weight, since being voted out and dropped back into the tower. But she hasn't starved. She's taken care of herself.
She also looks like she's been crying. Even now, Tara takes a swipe at her eyes as though chasing away the last few tears.]
It's...is it usual for people to be just...gone? To just...go away and, a-and not be here anymore?
...does anyone know what happens to them? I mean...our worlds, th-they're gone, right? So...if they're not here...w-where are they?
[But she knows. She knows in her heart what's happened. And so Tara plunges on, onto new concerns, onto new friends, onto new life and new problems that she might just be able to do something about. Tara wipes at her eyes, sniffles a bit more, and then forces herself to look back up at the camera.]
Well...it looks like the food's back, a-and the power, and...I've seen some people that, th-that I thought were in the pods with us. Guess that means it's over, right? That's...th-that's good. That's s-something.
Are you all okay? Everyone? Being back here, and all. I mean...I-I can't do a lot, with healing. But I can do some. I know a potion. Trust me. I-It helps. So, i-if you're still not feeling great...give me a call.
...I'm okay. [Some of you will know that this is directed very deliberately at you.] I mean, I'm tired, but...I-I'm okay.
( Cut for length and Tara making plans for future )
...th-thank you.
((ooc: Holy frack, sorry for the TL;DR. But these were all the points weighing heavily on Tara's mind, and I thought it made sense for her to get them all out of the way at once. I'll be making a proper log post in a couple of days, in case anyone would prefer to catch her there.))
[The screen shows Tara, looking more than a little confused and lost as she fiddles around with the settings on the terminal. Those of who you know her might be able to tell that she's different in appearance. Gone is most of the softness to her body. Now, muscles can be seen on her arms, as her shaking hands move over the terminal's settings. Her face is leaner, more angled, less round. Even so, she still looks healthy. She's lost weight, since being voted out and dropped back into the tower. But she hasn't starved. She's taken care of herself.
She also looks like she's been crying. Even now, Tara takes a swipe at her eyes as though chasing away the last few tears.]
It's...is it usual for people to be just...gone? To just...go away and, a-and not be here anymore?
...does anyone know what happens to them? I mean...our worlds, th-they're gone, right? So...if they're not here...w-where are they?
[But she knows. She knows in her heart what's happened. And so Tara plunges on, onto new concerns, onto new friends, onto new life and new problems that she might just be able to do something about. Tara wipes at her eyes, sniffles a bit more, and then forces herself to look back up at the camera.]
Well...it looks like the food's back, a-and the power, and...I've seen some people that, th-that I thought were in the pods with us. Guess that means it's over, right? That's...th-that's good. That's s-something.
Are you all okay? Everyone? Being back here, and all. I mean...I-I can't do a lot, with healing. But I can do some. I know a potion. Trust me. I-It helps. So, i-if you're still not feeling great...give me a call.
...I'm okay. [Some of you will know that this is directed very deliberately at you.] I mean, I'm tired, but...I-I'm okay.
( Cut for length and Tara making plans for future )
...th-thank you.
((ooc: Holy frack, sorry for the TL;DR. But these were all the points weighing heavily on Tara's mind, and I thought it made sense for her to get them all out of the way at once. I'll be making a proper log post in a couple of days, in case anyone would prefer to catch her there.))
02 July 2012 @ 06:40 pm
[ The video clicks on to show Dolorosa fussing with the computer. Well, most of her. Only the bottom of her head is visible, as whoever used this terminal last is far shorter than she is. After a few moments of this, the camera shakes and refocuses to show her face, and after double-checking it against the display on the monitor, she smiles and places her hands in her lap.
She looks tired, and the bags under her eyes have deepened from getting very little sleep this past month. ]
Well, I'm pleased to see they have heard and followed my suggestion to improve the cafeteria menu! The recent state of affairs has been simply atrocious, we can't have growing children expected to receive their necessary sustenance from such negligent offerings.
More than this, it allows little excuse for one to not eat healthfully, so I must encourage you all to observe your proper nutritional schedule each day. Should you require assistance, or perhaps more direct motivation, [ ie. her pulling you by the ear to the cafeteria ] my services remain available.
I'm glad to see local operations improving following the dreadful events of the past weeks.
[ Of course, she...doesn't know about the puffer fish soup... ]
She looks tired, and the bags under her eyes have deepened from getting very little sleep this past month. ]
Well, I'm pleased to see they have heard and followed my suggestion to improve the cafeteria menu! The recent state of affairs has been simply atrocious, we can't have growing children expected to receive their necessary sustenance from such negligent offerings.
More than this, it allows little excuse for one to not eat healthfully, so I must encourage you all to observe your proper nutritional schedule each day. Should you require assistance, or perhaps more direct motivation, [ ie. her pulling you by the ear to the cafeteria ] my services remain available.
I'm glad to see local operations improving following the dreadful events of the past weeks.
[ Of course, she...doesn't know about the puffer fish soup... ]
02 July 2012 @ 10:09 pm
[Upon his arrival there had been no access to such a network and now that The Signless had found such a device. Now he would be sure to use it to his advantage. He had been informed that their were others here that were of his species. There was even another 'him.' Using his instinct he goes to the network, to introduce himself, and let others know of his presence. Hopefully there would be no repercussions.]
[Network Post]
I give a humble welcome to those who are residents in this tower. I have come to this network to ask a favor.
To start out, I do wish to apologize if I am disturbing any of you.
I am speaking to all of you, but I wish to inquire about the location of those of my species.
That species being, Troll. It is that I am and all I ever have been.
I wish to find who I can and gain information about our location and the different universes that we have come from.
I have already found a considerable amount of information about this neighborhood, consumed the required nutrition and made a few friends.
Unfortunately I have not made contact with any of my roommates and have been informed that they do reside there. I believe my room number is 01-14.
It is not required to meet you, for this I am certain of, but I would like to know the residents I will grow accustomed to seeing daily.
Recently I have seen a increasing amount of disarray and new arrival confusion on the network.
If I may, I am willing to offer assistance to anyone in need.
Given the situation we are all currently in, there is no gain in a solo effort, if we are to leave this place and find a new life for ourselves.
This why I am willing to offer my help.
Do not be shy and I do thank the tower for their time.
[Network Post]
I give a humble welcome to those who are residents in this tower. I have come to this network to ask a favor.
To start out, I do wish to apologize if I am disturbing any of you.
I am speaking to all of you, but I wish to inquire about the location of those of my species.
That species being, Troll. It is that I am and all I ever have been.
I wish to find who I can and gain information about our location and the different universes that we have come from.
I have already found a considerable amount of information about this neighborhood, consumed the required nutrition and made a few friends.
Unfortunately I have not made contact with any of my roommates and have been informed that they do reside there. I believe my room number is 01-14.
It is not required to meet you, for this I am certain of, but I would like to know the residents I will grow accustomed to seeing daily.
Recently I have seen a increasing amount of disarray and new arrival confusion on the network.
If I may, I am willing to offer assistance to anyone in need.
Given the situation we are all currently in, there is no gain in a solo effort, if we are to leave this place and find a new life for ourselves.
This why I am willing to offer my help.
Do not be shy and I do thank the tower for their time.
02 July 2012 @ 11:28 pm
[If you're in room 2 - 10 then you are perfectly free to bother him. He's already woken up and gotten acquainted with one roommate of his and now he's not doing a whole lot. It's a good time to introduce yourself, if you want.]
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[Network Post]
so.
id really just like to know who the actual fuck has enough power to remove somebody from am sburb session.
like im not an expert on sburb or anything.
but that shit seems like it should be impossible.
and way to go dipshits but the earth was already destroyed.
and youre not the one who did that.
so there we go ive caught you in your fucking lie.
but its whatever.
ill go along with it for now.
i mean youve clearly got the most sugoi of fashion senses.
white spandex.
yellow collar.
i just feel so goddamn beautiful in it you have no idea.
k but seriously im pissed off.
i go from one shitty situation to the next.
when the hell does a bro get a break.
apparently the answer to that is never.
fuck me i need a beer.
where can i find a beer.
please tell me this place has fucking booze.
also dave.
you here.
because if youre not.
im wrecking their shit.
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[Network Post]
so.
id really just like to know who the actual fuck has enough power to remove somebody from am sburb session.
like im not an expert on sburb or anything.
but that shit seems like it should be impossible.
and way to go dipshits but the earth was already destroyed.
and youre not the one who did that.
so there we go ive caught you in your fucking lie.
but its whatever.
ill go along with it for now.
i mean youve clearly got the most sugoi of fashion senses.
white spandex.
yellow collar.
i just feel so goddamn beautiful in it you have no idea.
k but seriously im pissed off.
i go from one shitty situation to the next.
when the hell does a bro get a break.
apparently the answer to that is never.
fuck me i need a beer.
where can i find a beer.
please tell me this place has fucking booze.
also dave.
you here.
because if youre not.
im wrecking their shit.