05 June 2013 @ 04:05 pm
I know what happened. Are you happy with yourselves? Doing things when you don't even know what you're doing, or why. Look what you did... there were people suffering, children crying. Do you know how much pain you caused? It isn't right. It isn't fair.

What gives you the right? You take other people's lives in your hands! Take their choices from them. Deciding whether we should live or die for us. Do you think that we want to die? I don't. While there's life, there still hope. We should keep on living, no matter what. We should always keep--

[After this brief speech, Kariya slumps, breathing heavily. His good eye widens, and the swollen veins in his face seem to pulse for a moment. The effort of speaking has obviously taken a lot out of him. The physical and mental shock of the worms returning has taken its toll on him. He looks as if he's having trouble standing upright at the terminal. A spasm of pain crosses his face. When he speaks again, his voice is weaker.]

I need a healer--is there someone who can help?
13 May 2013 @ 11:40 am

[ There's a Hylian on your screen, Tower! You might recognize the blondie with elf ears, you might not--regardless, there's a smile. Though instead of speaking, there will be an accompanying text message, since Link's voice is still a little... rough. They've got a cute little tiny blue cucco in their arms that can be heard clucking on occassion, and there's a few things laid out on the Terminal table nearby. Jewelry, trinkets, to be precise. Some made of wood, some metal, some other things. They're simplistic, but fairly well-made. ]

Ah... good morning. I have a few things I would like to address... amongst what has been happening here of late. For those that are new, if I can assist you by answering what I know, I would be happy to. I am Link, it is nice to meet you. That out of the way... First of all, I would like to mention that if anyone would like music lessons or archery or sword training, I have been considering giving such, though I am not sure what exact system the others have set up for this recently, so if anyone would like to explain to me if there has been a change there, please let me know.

Second... I will be making very simple clothing and objects to wear down in the workshop if anyone would like something or has a request, as I know these things are scarce here. I am not the most skilled tailor, but I can make tunics and earrings and bracelets, as well as bows and arrows for anyone who is an archer, though if you would like to assist me in this task, I would not at all mind.

Finally, I would like to pose a small question: is there anyone here from a world where they are able to teach others magic? To be specific, I speak of healing magic; it is a skill I am certain I could learn with proper instruction, and I am finding after... last month, it would be nice to have on-hand.

[ Link will also be found on the workshop floor once they're done responding to this post, so if you'd like to go with action as a response, go right on ahead! ]
20 April 2013 @ 07:26 pm
 [Hei is on screen, not looking much better. Considering he just recovered from his first death, he is calmer...sort of. Recall the same emotionless face that was there before? Now it seemed to be angry, particularly within those dull cobalt eyes of his, giving a particular shine one may not have expected.

And he's now holding up a small chalkboard, his fingers close to this.]

Due to circumstances, I find myself needing to make sure this message spreads across further. Forgive me for what I am about to do.

[And what follows next is a series of noises that are painful to the ear. Oddly enough, Hei is unfazed by it. After a few seconds, he stops at last, taking a deep breath.]

I had hoped to never do that, but apparently I need to. You are all hurting, as I can imagine. My own heart is still in pain from what happened, knowing I nearly took away the one person closest to me, and then losing others as well, and not just here, but at the facility as well. Minako, Raven, Yin, Homura, Elena, Reno, Lucy, and countless more here and at the facility.

For those unaware, the facility was similar to this, experiments done weekly, and chaos brought about by others and those that ran it. At first, I was willing to say the facility was the worst place to be because of all of that, and having to know our friends' bodies were burned, and could almost never be recovered because of the sickness we have.

Some might think death would be paradise compared to the hell of this tower. I disagree, because of what Ruana is capable of. To some, especially given facts may have been revealed that were meant to stay hidden, that this is the time to give up hope. At a time like this, there was someone who would say something crude, though I would say something more tasteful. For once, I will follow his logic.

motivational speech worthy of Yusuke here )
The first voice that boisterously sails from the terminal's speakers is clearly recognizable to those who know her as Sayaka Miki, formerly erstwhile agitator back in.. what seems to be totally unaltered spirits.

cut for colored text )
15 April 2013 @ 11:58 pm
[Well. He's only been here a week and he's taken a massive issue with something.

A massive issue.

Someone just talked to Yotsuba and learned something rather... unpleasant.

So after he was perfectly and utterly sure she was in a safe room for the night and tucked away, he went and took his issue up on the airwaves.



Ya don't hi-hi-hit kids! 'Specially no-no-not girl kids! No kids at all in fact! I oughta beatcha 'til ya ca-ca-ca-ca-caaaaaaAAAaAan't walk no more!

[His voice veered off into a sharp whine and then descended into static, emotion overwhelming his vocal units for a moment]

If I ever fi-fi-fi-find out who la-laid a hand on that ki-kid- I'll- You don't wanna know what I'll do!

[Rabbit didn't want to know what he'd do.]

Ya be-be-better watch it or else I'll fi-fi-find ya and then you'll be sorry ya ever even looked at her!
16 September 2012 @ 09:18 pm
[Video opens with the yawn of a very bored/tired looking imp.]

Oh. It's actually working now. [Keyboard smashing at its finest ladies and gents. At least she didn't resort to bashing it with large objects. That was plan B.]

About time. And I thought actually learning how to use the terminal would be faster than going out to look for someone to explain just why I woke up in a different room this morning. I can see why I didn't bother with it before, this typing-thing is completely pointless. [Pointless = screw you I don't want to take time to learn it.]

Hey! Link! Where did you run off to this time?
08 August 2012 @ 10:10 pm
[ The screen snaps on, revealing the youthful face of a pointy-eared teen looking...not at the camera. His head is tilted at such an angle that one of his red earrings is visible, as is a great deal of hair. It's matted down in the back, as if he's only just taken off a hat he's worn for a while. The top of his beige shirt is just barely visible, but the purple-and-green hilt of his sword is in plain view--and occasionally taps the screen.

Eventually he sits up, his exceptionally thick eyebrows furrowed in concentration and his lips tugged down at the edges. In a second, his expression changes to something more...guarded. ]


Has anyone seen a girl named Zelda here?
28 March 2012 @ 08:10 pm

turn on


where is the paper?????

dsjakleuwoiqrysf dashf

[WHACK. Hitting the computer activates the video function. Glaring at the screen is a tan-skinned man with pointed ears, a lovely gin-blossom nose, sunken eyes, and... green hair. And he's already changed out of that weird jumpsuit and into his normal clothes. The top of his orange collar is barely visible over his red cravat.

He narrows his eyes at the screen, then down at the keyboard

Blasted... typewriter! What kind of contraption is this! Where's the paper?! Cursed LIARS, telling me I could communicate with people using this thing!

[and now he's shaking the computer. Or trying to]

HEY!! TELL ME HOW TO GET BACK, YOU INFERNAL MACHINE!! Put me back on my ship right this instant!
15 March 2012 @ 12:00 am
You know what, I am so sick of this. Completely sick of this!! And look at me, repeating myself and using multiple exclamation points (two!) like a rebel. Because I am a rebel!

I'm tired of all these embarrassing personal incidents. When they aren't embarrassing, they're deeply horrifying and disturbing. I just want regular old test taking anxiety again! I want worrying about whether Anya is going to ask Giles if he has a new orgasm friend yet in public! And all that demon stuff, even that was familiar.

But here it's like, oh, here's that troll kid I'm friends with and he got his arm torn off. Here's me turning myself into a troll and going creepy stalker over Aradia. (Which by the way, oh Goddess am I sorry for and eternally mortified about.) Or here's me picking up the bloody scraps of the clothes of the double of someone I'm friends with!

And don't tell me I'm using too many of's there, I told you I'm a rebel today! I just want my test taking anxiety back, darn it. I'd even take worrying over when I'm going back to college, and that was a lot of worrying.

... Okay, whining done. End whining. In other news, who's still having wacky collar-induced sickness and power-tampering shenanigans? Cause frankly I'm finding this really worrying and I want to get to the bottom of this.
29 February 2012 @ 12:15 pm
[This is the only thing the Network will allow you to access on the 29th.

Characters who are participating in the game may make new threads. Characters who are not participating may only reply to threads, not make new ones. There are no filters present. The cell phones the participating characters have are capable of voice, video, and text communication.

The cell phones have a disturbing tendency to film things on their own, from a character talking to themselves while hiding to a character's messy death.]
24 February 2012 @ 05:15 am


24 February 2012 @ 07:55 pm
16 February 2012 @ 08:20 pm
[Hello, network. Have a strange man (?) on screen. Oddly enough, he doesn't seem like he's new to the tower, even though only a select few should be able to recognize him.]

I cannot stay here long, so I will be brief: an acquaintance of mine has been acting strangely lately, and I believe the cause to be the sweets that have appeared around the tower recently.

I want to be certain, however. Has anyone else been met with a similar situation during the past few days? If so... do you know of a way to reverse the effects?

[He is a patient one, but waiting around in a tower gone mad is not high on his to-do list.]
06 February 2012 @ 06:38 pm
k so
i was sitting here pondering the meaning of life and what the fuck i wish i had had for breakfast yesterday
(yesterday was long ok a girl has to make a burrito last)
and i was gonna make a public service announcement going "oh hey i got kidnapped whats up with that?"
but then i realized that was kind of boring so i deleted it
like so quick you dont even know broseph i was bookin it

anyway uh guess i should say
me i am a fine bro
13/f/some creepy place that wrote me a creepy welcome note
the name is jade
if anyones seen a john or a rose or hell, even a creepy prick who has ooglyboogly creepytimes going on
(thats dave btw)
tell me, ok?
i need to talk to them asap it is super mega important
shit is going down and we need to convene like

[ ooc: i will be a little slow for awhile, but replies will definitely be forthcoming! ]
15 December 2011 @ 01:49 pm

a message to my captors
good morning!
or if its evening then good evening
bit hard to tell what with the lack of fenestration, you really ought to do something about that
anyway hello
to be perfectly level i havent a clue whether this message will actually reach those responsible for my detention
but if anybody does happen to see it id like to request further information
before you ask yes i did see the letters
and yes i did read them!
but they were very short and singularly unsatisfying.
for instance they failed to mention who you are or why i am being imprisoned
or whats become of my companions
or for that matter what in the giggly hell youve got me wearing.
i swear kanaya would go into conniptions if she saw me in this thing :T
anyway please respond asap so we can get all this baloney worked out.
yours truly (for the moment),
- The Emissary

a message to my Captor
... and my Nitram too i just couldnt resist that pun :)
where have you boys gotten off to?
dont go hiding just because you look ridiculous!
hehehe at any rate
it looks as if our last adventure may take a little longer than anticipated.
i hope youre not too tuckered out to carry on!
im sure weve all had a nice long nap by now so no excuses
meet me by 2-07 if you can
if youre not here in five shakes im coming after you
this is not negotiable ;)
- TA

((OOC: let me know at any point if you'd prefer I didn't use the red courier fdsakf;jl))
07 December 2011 @ 01:42 pm
AC: :33 < *ac paws at the thing around her neck uncomfurtably*
:33 < *she really wants to take it off but is not sure if that is a good idea* :((
:33 < *the mighty huntress also wonders if this is where we go after death*
:33 < *beclaws this is a very strange place to be in!*
:33 < *she pawnders on this fur a moment before making a decision*
:33 < is equius here?
:33 < the two of us were together before i woke up here
:33 < and can we take off these things on our necks?
:33 < mine is purrtty itchy DDX
01 December 2011 @ 05:36 pm
[Erik isn't in talking to any of you. Not verbally, at least. So he resorts to text, at one of the terminals.

Normally, he wouldn't contact anyone, at all.

But he's noticed that the population of the Tower has suddenly gone down--people missing. Things gone.

This includes one Charles Xavier.]

I assume most of you are astute to notice some people are gone.

Does anyone know exactly when they disappeared?

Or if anyone saw them leave.

[He's attempting to gather information. He needs to know that they are actually back home, and not taken out for some other sort of experiment. He wouldn't be surprised if it's the latter, though for Charles's sake, he hopes it's the former.]