i owwe a lot a people apologies for last wweek
i dont really remember things clearly
but wwhat i do remember is pretty fuckin shitty
so
im sorry about that, please dont take anythin i said
or
did
to heart
im just
i wwish there wwas somethin i could do to make it better
but i dont evven knoww so
im just goin to stay out a evveryones hair from noww on

[By which he means you won't be seeing him again til mid-January at the earliest. 8) Yay for highly avoidant wangsty teenagers. He won't be replying to this entry, either. Sorry.]

[ 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... ]

Specifically for the occupants of 2-10
<sub>[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.]</sub>

...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?

I've been thinking about what to do about the giant spider everyone's been getting eaten by lately, and I think I came up with something. I'm going to ask the admins to get rid of it in the suggestion box. They keep saying they want to help us, so they should put their money where their mouth is.

To anyone that was wondering what it is, someone posted saying it was a lusus? Which is like a big animal thing that acts as a guardian for a troll. Not that that explains why it was eating people, which brings me around to--

Okay, I hardly know you, but Vriska Serket, what the heck where you thinking?! If it's your lusus, you can't exactly have missed what was going on! How could you just let it eat people? I don't care if they came back, it still ate them.

Are all of you that got attacked okay?

...Fuck.
okay
i thought i wwas done wwith this but apparently im not
just
oh fuck
okay
wwere just
goin to organize ourselvves
as usual
consider this a memo wwhat wwith the lack a an actual memo
maybe itll wwork out better in the long run this wway
wwhatevver
try not
you knoww
wwell you knoww
just remember this is public because i
still
dont knoww howw to lock stuff an
shit
if any a you figured it out
pass it along
you knoww wwhos stuck here in the towwer
so
you knoww wwhat to do
an please
dont be grubfuckin shitstains that evveryone hates
one a us
wwill end up stuck here
dealin wwith the aftermath
so
Dont Screww Up


the
wwell
the rest a you
readin this
im
im really sorry about this



[ooc: Time shenanigans! Eridan has been splitting off into several dozen doomed selves who are now running around the tower getting killed, and will probably descend on this entry en masse. Which is gonna get very confusing, very frustrating, very soon. Have fun?]

[Teal text appears on the screen, but it is not accompanied by capital letters or numbers.]

I hλve λ problem!
Ψhoever is in chλrge of this tower, I'd lichen it if you could lend λn eλr.
It is λ big problem. I just don't know ΨHλT I'm going to do with this bλd little seed.
You see, this isn't λt λll where I'm supposed to be.
This L-ΣTT-ΣR is λ LI-----Σ! I think it's wreλthsonλble thλt I'm λ little bit UPS---ΣT!

How do I know it is a lie?
Because this isn't what I agreed to.
No, no, not at all.
I was working with plenty of time to spare.
You didn't save me!
Nothing could have saved us.
Except...
Well, you must already know if you've already gone and... interrupted it.

And to be honest, that's making me pretty angry.
Really angry.

I knew exactly what I was doing, and you'd dare to

[The text suddenly cuts off as if the writer has tried to gain a grip on their anger. When it returns, the tone is decidedly more cheerful.]

I hλve no interest in stλying!
So if λnyone could point their fork towλrds the exit, I'd be releλfed. :)

[It then switches to video. A young female troll is shown on the screen. Nothing out of the ordinary for those familiar with her kind.

Except, maybe, for the fact that she looks like she's splattered with a rainbow of paint. Huh. There is a strangely dreamy look on the girl's face, and she gazes at the camera in an unfocused manner, a smear of dark red on her cheek.]

I am Feferi, by the way. I almost forgot my shrubbin' manners!

( translation for text )

i think this is a stupid thing to ask
but i cant think a any other wway to phrase it
so

wwhat are wwe evven Supposed To Do here?
just
not get culled by monsters at night an eat wwhatevver they feed us an just
survvivve





thats it?


[...someone is not taking well to being "aimless". Help? Also, if you want to run into him he's in the Network terminal closest to 1-10. I'm cool with action tags.]