Dirk Strider (
givesyouaboner) wrote in
animus_network2012-07-02 09:56 am
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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?

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Right now I'm in one of the terminals on first floor. If you think you're getting an actual dorm number out of me you've got another thing coming, though.
Re: text;
Okay. I could walk down there, if you want me to.
That's fine; I don't want to give you my room number either. How do I know you're not some crazy psychopath?
Must I point out that's jest?
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I don't know, are you going to assume that I'm too stupid to take a joke from here on out? If you do you might want to watch out when you trot on down here - I might be too stupid to not try and take a swing at you.
Your turn to figure out if it's a joke. Isn't this fun?
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That's why we had to use to educate ourselves.
You got your educational songs from Barney and the Backyardigans.
We had Ke$ha.
I guess you'll have to wait and see for that as well.
[And with that, he ends the conversation in favour of wandering the hallway to find the stairs. It takes him but a few minutes to get to the first floor; it's only one beneath his anyway. It's really just a matter of finding Rose.]
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Solitaire? You know how to pass the time, don't you.
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fuck, he looked like Bro. it was unexpected and more than a little unsettling.]
Damn right I do. There's a reason they put that shitty game on ever computer, and it's not a lack of creativity.
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[Yup, he's definitely liking her style.]
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[you're pretty all right yourself, glasses asshole]
tmw you're waiting on a tag and then realised your forgot to hit submit /)_<
[He's just being ridiculous right now but he doesn't care.]
yeah, i've been there
[HER BRO IS A DICK SHE HATES HIIIIIIIIIM
and is also being pretty ridiculous atm but gives exactly zero fucks]
it happens more than i'd like to admit
[SHE CAN'T POSSIBLY MEAN THE DIRK HE'S ROOMING WITH. he's so amazing and not a disappointment at all and omg seriously Dirk is glad his older!alternate self isn't lame.]
your secret's safe with me :|b
[IT'S TOO LATE FOR YOU AS WELL SON
SHE'LL POUR OUT A GOOD ONE FOR THE AMAZING PERSON YOU COULD HAVE BEEN :,(]
u3u ty
[C'MON, ROSIE, GIVE HIM A CHANCE.]
np np
[HE'S DEAD IN HER EYES FROM THIS MOMENT ONWARD]
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