[Good day tower, have a very bored-looking Asagi in her red training uniform and her jacket, rocking back on two legs of a chair in front of a terminal.]

Now that shit's not facing imminent explosion- you know what I don't appreciate? Dying.

[She kicks back, throwing her feet up and leaning back in her chair to stare at the ceiling.]

I mean, the once back home wasn't really all that unexpected, even if I didn't think it'd actually happen at the time.

[She starts tossing a bracelet that's similar to the ones on her wrists up and down with one hand, heaving a sigh.]

But when people make it so that I have to go and put forth all the effort I can with these things, it's kind of inevitable. One big downside to 'em, I guess you could say. But you know what's not inevitable?

[She catches the bracelet with a finger, twirls it around almost boredly.]

Dumbass escalations of force where it's completely unnecessary. Especially in regards to shit that was your fault to begin with. But I mean hey, I guess as long as you get off on fucking with people that way, that kind of thing isn't really a problem, huh? Except really, it kind of is. And I'd appreciate it if it'd fucking stop?

Like seriously.

Get a hobby or something.

Cause I hear about one more stupid 'revenge' fight and I swear I'll rig this whole place to go nuclear.

[And she tosses the bracelet at the terminal to shut it off.]
04 February 2014 @ 06:29 am
[At first, there's only audio. A guy with a pretty thick Rhode Island accent can be heard muttering between keystrokes and clicks.]

'Kay, where's da video option on dis thing ...

[And suddenly there's video. Oh, look, it's David, broadcasting from one of the library termninals! And boy, from the way he's slouching, does he look really worn out.]

—yeah, dere, dat works.

[In an attempt to try and not look so weak (and also so that people might understand him better through his fatigue), David straightens up with some effort and takes the unlit cigar out of his mouth and holds it between the fingers of his left hand before continuing.]

'Kay, so. All dat talk about da "Second Magic" and operating on parallel worlds got me curious.

See, we got all kindsa people in dis Tower, from all kindsa different dimensions. An' we're all here 'cause dat dimension-killing whatsit got loose in our home towns. But how many people here have actually been to other dimensions before gettin' brought here?

I ask, 'cause I'm one of 'em. It was a big deal where I'm from—even coined a name for our dimension, Primal Earth. Kinda have to come up with a name for da home team when you got entire alternate realities tryin' to make war on you, yanno? [Here, David briefly holds up two fingers with his other hand to illustrate what he's about to say—and he's actually careful to not do it in the way that's obscene to British people.] Went through two of dose. And we had to deal with dis punk who eats entire dimensions, Rularuu da Ravager. For a time I was thinkin' dat dimension-killing thing was actually him runnin' wild.

[David heaves a sigh as he puts the cigar back in his mouth.]

So yeah. I was actually doin' a lot of scoutin' missions for Portal Corp, helpin' explore unknown dimensions and watch for potential threats when da Tower nabbed me. How 'bout you guys? Any of youse done da dimension-hoppin' thing before?
03 February 2014 @ 03:58 pm
Hi, everyone. It's me, Yukiko.

I wanted to check on everyone who was on the machine the other day. Are you all right? I hope the nightmares haven't been too bad.

If there's anything I can d--

[One second, Yukiko is there, talking into the terminal screen. The next second, she's gone. The terminal keeps recording, though all it catches is ambient background noise and video from the terminal bank in the dorms.

She'll eventually be back to answer any 'where the heck did you go?' inquiries, but it won't be before the terminal cuts off.]
02 February 2014 @ 05:52 pm
There is a concept in my world known as 'Second Magic'. The details of it are not common knowledge, nor is it widely used or explored at all by more than one individual. What is known is its definition in the broadest sense: 'the operation of parallel worlds'.

In short, parallel worlds where I come from are confirmed fact. And while I am not a scholar of Second Magic itself, now I find myself seriously considering the subject. Personally, I don't believe things are predetermined...and yet now I find myself wondering. Even if we restore everything to the way it was, what is the probability any of us live in a timeline that will end well? Mathematically, the odds are astronomical.

I don't know what I hoped to accomplish by communicating this. Maybe I'm so fucking tired I'm just going to ramble incoherently about magical theory until I officially go insane. Of course, maybe I already have gone insane. I might not be able to tell anymore.

On the slim chance anyone decides to come looking for me, I'll be in the laboratory. Exhaustion or not, I have work that needs to be done.
14 November 2013 @ 12:15 am
A few questions for you.

If someone's existence or action is so reprehensible as to require a form of vengeance, is it then 'right' to act against them? Does one evil act justify another?

Furthermore, does any act justify murder in the name of what's 'right'? (Assume our example is in a place where death actually has normal consequences.)
05 November 2013 @ 11:03 am

I know nobody feels like a party, but it's important to keep spirits up.

The Tower is a sack of shit like always, but the bombings are out of the norm even for this place. It's about time the people of the Tower got together to discuss these developments or just hang out, like we used to.

Cafeteria at Noon, Thursday. Bring your friends. If we could get music down there, that'd be great.

[OOC: Copies of this message can be found in the mailbox if your character doesn't network instead, except for Sephiroth and Ganondorf.]
16 September 2013 @ 05:04 pm
Last month, I posted to the Network asking for those who would be willing teach others how to fight--both with and without powers--to contact me. Many of you were willing to share your talents with those who needed them, and I thank you very much for that.

[Diarmuid smiles and bows his head for a moment before continuing.]

However, aside from a few people who I have already helped find teachers, I haven't really heard from anyone who would like to take advantage of the skills that have been offered. I understand that many of you have probably already found teachers amongst those who you know. For those who still might be looking, I thought that I would post a list of those who offered their services so you can take advantage of them should you ever wish to.

I will warn you, though, that most of these people are battle-hardened warriors and do not pull their punches. If you take them up on their offers, please be prepared to work your hardest. They will expect no less and those who you are fighting for deserve no less.

Here is the list. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me. Since I know most of the people on the list, if you are unsure who you should contact, I will be glad to direct you to a teacher.

Teacher List )

If anyone would like to be added to the list, please feel free to let me know. Also, let me know if you would like the information listed by your names altered in anyway or wish to be removed from the list.  This list isn't a static thing by any means.

On a sadder note, for any of you who knew Mami Tomoe, it has come to my attention that she has been sent home. I know she was close to many people. She left me a cookie recipe and since Riki has given us such a good selection of food this month, I can think of no better way to honor her memory than to bake some of the sweets she made so well. Anyone who would like to join me is welcome, though, I cannot guarantee my cookies will be anywhere near as good as the ones she made.  I--

[For a moment it seems like Diarmuid will continue, but after a few seconds, he just shakes his head and ends the feed.]


(OOC: If anyone would like to meet up with Diarmuid in the kitchen to try making those cookies, feel free to tag your response with Action, Kitchen and cooking shenanigans can be had!)

15 January 2013 @ 03:58 pm
So I'll make this short and sweet.

Is there anyone else here - anyone - who didn't just arrive and knows they've been here for less than a decade? I mean I'm not the only person in this heap that's still sane, right?

I know this is opening myself up to a bunch of jokers who are going to tell me how long they've been here. But not all of you have to have been tricked by this crap, right?

[Because he's scared. That maybe it isn't a trick, or the trick is on him.

Just. Someone. Give him validation of this. Please.]
13 January 2013 @ 12:11 am
[Something was off about the tower today.

For starters, there seemed to be far more people prowling about than Haldir last remembered. Over the years, there's been a steady decline of new arrivals here to Animus. Much of the friends he once knew were either dead or dying. Not many races could out live the Firstborns of Ilúvatar. The Elves, for better or for worse, have been cursed with longevity. Most of Haldir's kind are truly immortal in a sense. Many Elves never aged at all, including the march warden.

So this would explain why he seems so baffled as of why there's so many lurking about here. Has the Administrators found other worlds to ravage? Perhaps. He always doubted that they were doing more good than harm.]

How uncommon. There hasn't been this many newcomers since the old days.

[A slight frown settles upon his lips. Just why is there so many people here? It's so...sudden.]

I bid thee welcome! We seldom see so many newcomers; for it has been thousands of years, but we welcome all. If you're in need of aid, do not hesitate to ask. There's many amongst us who would be glad to assist you.

[Forcing himself to rid himself of his frown, Haldir actually smiles somewhat, though it's an awkward one.]

I can assure you that no harm shall come to you here. Just be certain to stay away from the floors above. That is where the danger lies.
11 January 2013 @ 09:22 pm
[It takes a moment for Eiki to adjust the camera just right, so her face has a rather extreme close up. Once she is done she sits back in a chair. She folds her hands together and places them ontop of the desk. She carries herself rather well, one could easily assume her to be some sort of statesman.]

Good evening everyone. My name is Shiki Eiki Yamaxanadu and I am a recent arrival to this tower. I have been informed that the best way of gaining information about this location is through the network, so I am here to as the general public a few questions. I would appreciate as much information as possible, but whatever can be offered is fine.

For those who can assist me I will be grateful towards.

First, what is known about this tower? Those who run it? How did we arrive and what are these collars?

Second, how many people have currently been brought here? How many different places are represented? From what I can tell quite a few "worlds" are represented.

Third, what are the general rules of this place? And I don't mean rules as in you may do this, and not do that, but more how does this place function.

Thank you for your time.
11 January 2013 @ 06:29 pm
Wanted: tailor to make several wedding tuxedos.

Payment can be arranged.

[Yep. That's it. Secretly Reno is embarrassed he even has to go on the network and ask, but since the beans were spilled he figured to get it over with. What he's got in mind is something like this.]
28 December 2012 @ 07:31 pm
[Well lately has been an utter roller coaster of feelings. To say the least. It'd taken a few days musing (some of those days being distracted by a certain book of notes she'd recieved) to realize that maybe she needed a little help with this.]

So... can anybody tell me about weddings and getting married? Just... different things about it. A friend explained some of it to me but... [A lot of it seemed way over her head.] It was really confusing.

[Maybe hearing a few different thoughts about it would help.]
12 December 2012 @ 05:31 pm
[For all she'd told Shion she was fine a few days ago, the cough had started later that afternoon and everything else had come out of nowhere and hit her like a giant Heartless. She was so tired it was a bit difficult to get out of bed, and everything just seemed to be getting colder - though it was hard to tell with how cold everything already was. Meanwhile, her whole body felt like it was aching.

The voice coming across the feed is a very special kind of miserable, maybe a little worried too. She doesn't usually post on the network but right now she doesn't have the energy to drag herself throughout the Tower looking for people she knows.]

Do we know if the Tower is doing s-s-something...? I... [she pauses to cough] feel really bad, and I don't get w-why. I've never felt like this before.

[Guess who's never been sick a day before in her admittedly short life? Not to mention it's a Jason month if the food is anything to go by and she's seen the occasional other person coughing and such too - and the whole "spread of disease" concept is totally lost on her.]
09 December 2012 @ 11:10 pm
For anyone who wishes to have an alternative source of health care that is not ran by our captors me (Shion) and Hojo are going to be running a clinic in the upstairs lounge. That is floor thirty eight. Feel free to drop in any time if you need help, or come and find me I live in room 2-12.

Anyone who can heal or has any medical knowledge is welcome to come and help.

Thank you. If you have any questions please ask me or Hojo.

[locked to Reno]

Don't worry, I won't leave him alone with anyone. I promise.
04 December 2012 @ 06:57 pm
[ the cold doesn't affect him, so seeing him standing there, with his bare arms and not shivering should make a few wonder about what's in his veins. he also looks a little amused about something. ]

Looks like we're going on a diet again. If you want any protein, I'm gonna go hunting in a couple hours. Meat should keep pretty good in this weather so long as it's covered up, so I can get enough to go around.

Reno. That stuff is done brewing. It should keep you warm.
04 December 2012 @ 04:21 pm

Due to the falling temps the bar, "Sergei's II" on Floor 38, will be closing.

Due to the falling temps weapons training and fighting lessons on Floor 39 will be closing for the "winter."

Feels like a Jason month, folks. Brace yourselves.

[There will be notices posted up at the bar and Floor 39 for characters who don't view the network often. They will be up there for about a week before they disappear.]

03 December 2012 @ 03:56 pm
What the hell is THIS?!

[Gilbert shoves a nutrition bar at the camera.]

I didn't mention it right away because I thought this would just be a substitute till more food came in, but three days of whatever the hell this is? This is ridiculous! This isn't even enough to fill me up! I bet that I could eat 20 of these and still be hungry! And if this keeps up, which it probably will, I might as well try that! Who wants a good-old-fashioned nutrition bar eating contest, huh?!

But I'm not here to challenge you guys to an eating contest, or at least not of nutrition bars. No, I've got a better idea! How about we all go to the restaurant and order something delicious? We can all work together to help each other get the necessary items, and then we can get together and have a feast! Doesn't that sound great? I bet it does! Anything is better than these so-called nutrition bars. Let me know if you guys want in on the Great Food Escapade of 2012!
01 December 2012 @ 12:53 am
Hey, uh, this might be a strange question to ask considering our situation, but I might as well.

[There's an awkward looking teen just peering at the camera with a nervous laughter. It seemed that he's having second thoughts about asking this question when the camera turned on.]

What do you think of Christmas? W-well, since it's coming up and all...
24 November 2012 @ 06:50 pm
[The network has rebooted, and with it the translation systems--everything is in working order once more.

The following files have appeared, apparently by accident, on the network:]


[These files will be available for two hours before being deleted, although those with particularly good computer skills will be able to find the deleted files again.]
22 November 2012 @ 02:50 am
Dnyehehk lyhlamat ihdem vindran hudela.

[In English that would be "Training canceled until further notice" It's pretty obvious just from his tone what he means. He sounds disgusted.]