03 December 2012 @ 11:30 am
Is anyone else here significantly older chronologically then they appear physically? If so, how does it effect your life?
29 November 2012 @ 05:46 pm
Well, everything's back to normal, or what passes for it around here. Isn't that right? So I've got a question.

Don't take this the wrong way, but I don't usually care much what others think. The only one worth listening to now is myself. But some of you guys have been here a lot longer than me, so I thought I'd ask.

What do you make of the claims about the destruction of the worlds?

That's quite a subject, I know. Feel free to take your time in answering.
27 November 2012 @ 08:58 pm
After all that with the languages and stuff...I had a thought.

Back home I've tried to pick up a bit on what others were speaking. Is there anyway someone can show me where I can try and learn another one?

If not that's okay too..
22 November 2012 @ 11:24 pm
Does anyone know else understand what I'm saying? I know one of the guys of Gas Chamber can, but what's comin' out of my mouth is all weird... (In French)

[And a few minutes later, this quality drawing shows up using the internal painter] program

22 November 2012 @ 12:57 am
[It takes a moment for Meiling to realize that the thing she was poking at was working. She has been pushing buttons at random to get the terminal to work. She hasn't event looked about to see if anything was wrong..other then not understanding people!]

[In Welsh]
Um....Why is it that I could understand everyone just fine a bit ago but now I can't? Can anyone understand me..?

[She frowns and swaps to her other language that she knows..Which she thinks she's speaking Japanese and then Mandarin Chinese.]

[In Quenya]

Can anyone understand me? What is going on?
02 November 2012 @ 12:53 am
[So, the Halloween shenanigans got her thinking. She was strong enough to live, to steal her way through the event. She didn't die. She got her candy. All was well. But it was a certain kind of hell to be wearing a costume like the one she was stuck in that showed off all of the charred skin she tried to hide.

It would be a good time to put an end to it.

How many of you here are healers of some sort?

[A little hesitation.]

I currently have deep second-degree burns over 98% of my body from a handful of months earlier. Most if not all of them are "fresh" wounds that refuse to heal rather than scars, due to the burns themselves being invoked by my preternatural weaknesses. As you can guess from context, I currently both feel like and resemble a piece of cooked meat. If anyone is able to heal any injuries of this degree, I'd like to speak with you. A price can be arranged, if necessary.
13 September 2012 @ 11:16 pm
wow, oookay.
this place is pretty messed up!
i find it to be a terrible fourteenth birthday present.
even if it's not my birthday anymore.
but, uh, belatedly!
hi, i'm john egbert.
apparently there's a lalonde-me running around, so hi lalonde-me.
it's really freaky to consider a me, that's also a rose, but still me?
how does that even work. is that like doomed timeline shenanigans?
wow does that mean there's a doomed timeline somewhere that combined me and rose?
maybe i messed up on the ectobiology and created some weird rose-me-hybrid.
freaky tentacle-ghosty-movie-wizard baby!
oh man that sounds like an awesome horror movie or something.
we should write our own horror movie.
hi everybody else that's not-me, too!
04 August 2012 @ 07:15 pm
[The voice that comes onto the network is that of a younger-sounding girl, though it's crackled and rough, as though the person it belongs to just got done screaming themselves hoarse.]

You'd think someone with the ability to rescue people from a "dying world" would have the decency to maintain a friendly and helpful world themselves. Hospitality. No mental, emotional, or physical torture. From what I've seen through this network and in person, though, perhaps my expectations should have not been so high.

At least the food is satisfactory.

[There's a pause.]

Though, Val is a trooper. As much as I wanted to rip apart her processors a good chunk of the time, she did help us. [She makes no effort to explain who "Val" is, figuring anyone who wouldn't know isn't from the Facility at all, and thus not really worth her time.] It's rather hard to believe that she'd just get blasted away so easily, after she held us there for so long. I don't know about the rest of you, but this 'your world has been destroyed' theory seems like an awful lot of tomfoolery.

[Another pause, the rest of her words being said deliberately in French to bypass the auto-translator.]

No rest for the wicked, but there's no rest for the heroes, either.
27 July 2012 @ 10:05 pm
[When the feed turns on, the face of a teenaged girl shows up! The short-haired blonde, violet-eyed girl might seem familiar to some of you. In a vast contrast to her fierce arrival, she seems a bit... nervous?]

Ah, bonjour... my name is Ruler, and I have been here for a little over a week now. It may seem forward, but I... have a request.

[Whatever it is seems to be bothering her, because she hesitates for a few moments before she speaks up again. She sounds almost timid now.]

Are there any residents here with... teaching experience? N-Not training, I am quite capable in that area! I mean...

[Ugh, she has to just spit it out.] I require... reading lessons. Writing, too, if that is possible...

[And now she's just. Steeling herself! Ugh, being illiterate in this day and age must be so horrible...]
26 July 2012 @ 06:01 pm
It would appear that I have returned to the tower, and have been assigned a different room. Very strange.

I must ask -- are there others here who have been returned to their destroyed home worlds in the past? While I was previously skeptical, I had a good couple of months to confirm that Earth has indeed been completely razed. Such a pity.

I suppose it's good to be back among civilization once again. I trust you are all doing well.

Sebastian Michaelis
Manor Phantomhive