01 March 2013 @ 12:33 pm
[John isn't typically one for waking up early in the morning, but with as much as he needs to do today he needs as early a start as he can get. His first stop is the mail room, where he sets about putting the following note into the mailbox for every tower resident. Because this seems like a much safer option than the network.]

[Once all the letters have been delivered and breakfast devoured, he heads to the library to take care of TDL item number 2: finding a fighting mentor.]

cut for bright blue courier )

((ooc: For those who don't know, John managed to get a video recording of the soul extraction process during the Something Unexpected event. And like hell is he not going to share it after all that. I really didn't want to copypasta the same note onto a billion mailbox posts so I figured this would be easier. I'll be tossing up a log to actually thread out the tape showings either later on today or tomorrow. If you want your character to run into him in the mailroom on this post though, that's a-ok with me.))
21 November 2012 @ 10:26 am
[At first what Dax is saying is completely incomprehensible--a good ear for languages may notice it's the same language the worker units are speaking. Dax has some sort of device in his hand, though, and after fiddling with it a little eventually his words become understandable to anyone listening:]

--Testing, testing--aha, there we are. Alright--well, to get this out of the way for our new residents, I'm Dax, and I'm an administrator of the Tower. Anyway, as you may have noticed, we're having a few minor malfunctions when it comes to our usual translation process which wasn't helped by having to divert all that power to quarantining and scrubbing radiation. I'm using a portable device to translate this to all of you and to translate any of your responses, but it's a bit fussy.

We should have everything fixed within a day or two, however! If you have any questions, feel free to ask me.

[He sounds just a bit nervous about the prospect of Q&A, though. It's as if these situations often bring long discussions and arguments, or something.]
17 November 2012 @ 01:27 am
[ The feed clicks on to reveal an extremely nervous-looking girl fiddling agitatedly with the ends of her pigtails. With a hesitant gulp, she addresses the contraption in a small voice. ]

Um... hello? C-Can anyone hear me?

[ She pauses, darting a quick glance behind her with a motion reminiscent of prey waiting to be attacked. After several seconds of no response, neither from the device nor her surroundings, she breathes a visible sigh of relief/disappointment and continues. ]

My... my name is Homura Akemi...

... a-and I'm sorry to bother you, but I --

[ An expression akin to scared determination flickers across her features. Her right hand stops tugging her pigtails, fingers reaching upward to clasp the violet collar round her neck. ]

-- I think this is a very cruel joke.

Please stop.
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