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arthur charles | etrian odyssey | ou

[Video

[There's a quiet shout in the library this morning; please ignore it. It's just some kid waking up.

The feed clicks on to some kid who clearly just woke up. The angle's a little weird, like he's still flopped over on whatever he slept on (not bedding, by the looks of it; faint red imprints on his cheek suggest books).]

're there any ways to fight Shadows and stuff that aren't too reliant on muscles or supplies? I don't wanna be limited by how much of my formulas I have on me. [And, as an alchemist, he's kind of a squishy noodle-type. So anything that takes much strength won't go too well.

He's a bit sluggish to turn off the feed, but stops for a moment. Maybe if he were less just-woke-up-ish, he'd try to filter this or something. Who knows. Technology is still mysterious.]

Oh and, uh, if you know what happened to me back in winter or on my first day here, can you do me a favor and not tell Simon? I dunno how many people know. Maybe not about the cages, either.

[That's descriptive enough, right? Yeah, totally. Okay, off goes the feed.]

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Third Drag : Video

A'right, who do I gotta talk to about getting some actual self defense lessons or whatever? I've been here way too long to not be able to do anything against these asshole shadows and I gotta fix that.

[Short and to the point. She really doesn't have much else to say.]

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alice | tales of | ou

[voice]

Hello, hello. This is Nikkari.

As some of you have noticed, a few of us have recently had very vivid dreams even after the aftermath of Ozuma leaving us. Dreams that left some physical effects that shouldn't be possible if they were just dreams.

I've spoken with a few others already, you see. We agree that they're probably trying to tell us something. I think we have a starting point, but any pieces that can be added to the puzzle would be really helpful, you know?

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[Voice]

Have we got anyone here with expertise in massage therapy?

That little dream stint we had caught me out in the pipeworks. Sleeping for days bent over a junction pipe did some horrible things to me, I've got an ache in my ribs that would stop a drunken Bulrathi.

If not, I'll deal. Heat and rest and stretches should cure what ails me, but I'd prefer a little extra kick. And a little less time taking it easy. That whole incident set me seriously behind schedule.

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[Voice]

Have we got any good cleaning supplies? I need to clean scorch marks off the wall and floor.

I may have thrown a grenade into the hall last night. I think whatever happened a few weeks ago is still trying to take root. I haven't had as vivid a dream as that in a long, long time. Never bad enough that it made me go for a weapon. And certainly not a grenade!

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~♥SIX♥~

[ Audio ]

Hi-ho!! Everyone enjoying having a body again after that mental assault? I know I am! Or at least, that I need to get stretching. Soooo, well, short of certain things I could offer to all the beautiful women of the world, I'd have to say that the best option sounds like a spar, right? Anyone else feeling that crushing feeling going through their body and calling them to draw blood...? Aahahah, of course, that's overstated, but you might as well opt in for a fight, right? We'll get it pumping for the both of us.

[ He tuts, and he rolls his neck. Honestly, Masaomi is lost. A dream of a world that he loved was shattered, and thrown into that chaos... watching (feeling) the whole thing shattering around him is incredibly distressing. In light of that situation there's no way he wouldn't want to opt into something physical in order to move past it. The man stretches a little, and he nods to himself. ]

Of course, if you just want to work out or race, I'll be in and around that gym. Me and mine will also be willing eye candy for you gawkers out there! Aaaaanyway, that's Masaomi Kida, over and out!

Hopefully it's not the same day as always.

[ He mutters that last bit, and kills his phone.

Obviously I'm not necessarily done with the Queen Fight (so please feel free to tag me there (too), but I wanted to get a downtime thing up between the two dream events. If your character wouldn't respond over the network, feel free to call action in the gym, dojo, or pool or whatever else you want to work out with me. He'll be doing jogging, lighting weights, stretching swimming, and sparring both with and observing it among his two Pokémon (Linda the Raichu and Julia the young Kangaskhan). I'm open for anything so if you want to do something even more offbeat feel free to hit me up with it. ]

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ryuji "bon" suguro | ao no exorcist | au

001 | Face touches...please no....

[ Hey everyone, have a very uncomfortable looking Ryuji with....are those ribbons on his face....are those ribbons moving?!

Why yes, yes they are. ]

So...apparently Eevee's have multiple evolutions? Some that don't need those stone things I was told about.

[ A happy chirp and suddenly there is a Sylveon crawling from his shoulder to the table in front of him. He's still touching Ryuji's face with his weird...kind of creepy, flesh ribbons. Someone help, he's not very comfortable right now. ]

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hamato leonardo | tmnt 2003 | ou

EMERGENCY TEXT; march 22

To: All Users
From: Leonardo

Subject: Active Shadow
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URGENT ANNOUNCEMENT: The following is an automated message.

Nature of Emergency:

There's a unique shadow engaging our forces within cleared areas. It's highly skilled and has long-range capabilities. Contact with its projectiles seems to cause temporary sickness. It might be actively hunting, so stay in the safe zones if you can. I suggest posting lookouts. This castle isn't fortified enough.

I repeat: avoid this shadow. Don't go asking for trouble. We're looking into it.

-L

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colin starfury | original | crau

[Voice] [Backdated to March 14th, yay mun fail]

Okay, so... I've gotta ask.

I'm in the chandelier chamber, finally getting to work cleaning up and fixing the lights in there. And it looks like this place is a crime scene with evidence markers and everything.

Did something happen in here that I need to be worried about disturbing?

I knew I should have cleaned up this stuff earlier.

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rob edwards | original | crau

[Voice]

[Rob no]

[Rob is bored for the first time in a long time. He's tired of lying in the infirmary, alternating between reading from his datascroll and wondering what he'll look like when the bandages come off. He desperately needs to do something. Sure, moving around is painful, but it's not that bad. He needs to stretch his legs a bit, even if it's just to walk around the room.

It's a painful struggle to sit up, but once he's on the edge of the bed with his legs dangling off the side it doesn't seem so bad. He picks up his phone from the bedside table.]

Hey. I was thi-

[Rob lets out a cry of surprise as his legs fail to support his weight when he tries to stand. The cry is followed by the sound of a crash and nearly a minute of colorful swearing.]

Can I get a hand in the infirmary? I've fallen and I can't get up.

[Let's try this again]

[A while after his first attempt at a post, Rob tries again.]

Hey.

[It's halfway between a word and a grunt of pain.]

I need something to do while I'm lying here. Besides reading and watching stuff. Does anyone have any suggestions? I'm bored out of my skull.

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minako arisato | persona 3 portable | ou

[video- a day to celebrate, sort of]

[The video flickers in on Minako’s grinning face. Anyone who knows her probably recognizes that glint in her eye. That mischief. She also appears to be wearing a metal headband? She pans the phone and the camera to the side to show Minato peering over her shoulder. There’s something on his head as well… a maid headband? Minako giggles.]

Hey, everyone, guess what time it is?

[She pulls the phone away from them in a live-feed selfie pose.]

Costume time!

[As might be predicated, Minato is wearing a maid’s dress. He’s even wearing thigh-highs and what are probably garters. He doesn’t appear to be at all mad about this. Minako probably didn’t force him into it.

Minako, on the other hand is wearing… well it’s hard to describe. It’s sort of like a bathing suit with some of the middle bits cut out, and shiny bits of metal armor in… not really the places you’d imagine it’s necessary to have those. It’s sure not conservative at all, but Minako looks as comfortable as anything in it.

Like she’s worn it before.

Where did they even find this stuff?]

We decided the best way to celebrate our shared birthday was to dress up and beat back some shadows, like the good old times back home! [Winks and sticks her tongue out.]

So come join us, but only if you’re dressed to impress!

[Minako having said her piece...and anything that might’ve been Minato’s piece as well, he just flips a thumbs-up in the background. We got this.]

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rin tohsaka | fate stay night | ou

[Video — Both Accidental and Not]

[Backdated to March 2, early afternoon.]

( What button does what again... )

Hi, hi. Rin Tohsaka here.

[Third time's the charm? Framed perfectly in the shot and wearing a yellow apron, Rin stands behind a countertop in the kitchen. Hands on her hips, she beams at the camera.]

It's been a boring, uneventful couple of days, hasn't it? Normally, this time of month we'd be welcoming a fresh batch of soldiers into our ranks, but as of today, no new faces have shown up yet. It's strange for sure.

[But not too strange. New arrivals were late by a few days in January, after all, so this isn't the first time the routine has been broken. Head turned and tapping her cheek innocently, Rin considers saying as much, or asking if there have been other weird incidents like that, but...

No, that isn't what she meant to do today. Pressing that finger a little more deeply into her cheek, it creates an artificial dimple when she smiles brightly again.]

Strange, and more importantly than that: dull! Which is why I'll be in the kitchen all day today. [She snaps her fingers, pointing at the camera.] That's where you come in!

I'm challenging myself. Name a food or ingredient, or even several, and I'll try to make something yummy that incorporates all of them. Anything in stock in the kitchen goes!

[With this she grabs her phone, so she can turn it and record all the various different foods and ingredients they have here, both what she's laid out on the counters (eggs, frosting, butter, strawberries, among other things), as well as what's in the fridge and pantries. FEEL FREE TO MAKE UP WHATEVER YOU WANT YOUR CHARACTERS TO SEE HERE.]

Bonus! [She turns the camera back on herself.] Anything I make you can stop by and help yourself to eating, too. Sounds fun, right? So fire away or come visit. You know where to find me.

[A little wave, and video end.]

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sollux captor | homestuck | ou

001 - Could use someone to talk to

TA: okay 2o...
TA: doe2 anyone here know anythiing about coding?
TA: ii only know ~ATH code...
TA: but ii could u2e 2ome other2 two learn
TA: iif anyone ii2 iintere2ted ii could try two explaiin ~ATH two.

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[video] Not an episode of Jackass, but close.

Heya.

[ Well, whaddya know. It's the castle's sole resident monster and actual walking, talking skeleton, Sans. Rather than looking like hell warmed over, he's back to his usual -- if perpetually tired and indolent -- self. His t-shirt is more or less plastered to his skeletal frame, though, which has a way of making him seem somehow smaller. Considering he usually wears layers of shirts and hoodies, any illusion of girth is banished here. Giving his greeting to the network, there's another sound introduced beneath his Brooklyn-flavored rumble, someone else wheezing with laughter off-camera. ]

Uh, ran into a little problem with the plumbin' downstairs-- hey, y’mind? I'm talkin' here.

[ Ah, yes, spoken like someone who utterly lacks in the necessary biological components, so any innuendo's lost on Sans. Whoever's with him, though, there's no denying the other guy is busting a seam laughing. With an amused roll of his eyelights, Sans lets it pass. ]

Ehhh, fuhgeddaboudit. I'm sure it'll be fine.

[ Just then, another figure comes into view just over Sans's shoulder. This figure, more importantly a humanoid, bipedal turtle, reaches for the handle of a door just across the hall. When pulled open, a massive cascade of white suds comes drooping out of the doorway, a slow-moving tidal wave of laundry detergent foam.

Sans glances over his shoulder at this inevitable calamity as Wade finally emerges from the side, leaning heavily on the skeleton's other shoulder as he's almost overcome with laughter. ]

It's a T- ahahahahahahaha!

[ Wade’s words are garbled by another bout of laughter, and he leans over the skeleton’s shoulder again, one finger in the air as if he’s begging for patience. Eventually the paroxysms calm down long enough for him to make his point: ]

It's a Tide-al wave!

[ The skeleton monster redirects his gaze to Wade, whose case seems contagious enough that even Sans’s shoulders start to shake with mirth. The turtle, however, seems less enamored by the display. His bare feet skid dangerously across the foamy floor, and he yelps out an undignified noise in his struggle to keep from eating dirt. ]

Shell!

[ That sounds suspiciously like a curse word, don’t it? In any case, the turtle manages to get his footing with a clumsy teeter that doesn’t quite corroborate the sort of grace that the twin katana on his shell imply. ]

What the heck is this? Hey!

[ Unfortunately the turtle’s predicament is about to get even more embarrassing as Wade, already weakened from Sans’s epic laundry fail, explodes into renewed laughter at the newcomer’s attempt to right himself. It’s all too much for the mercenary, and eventually he slips off of Sans’s shoulders and collapses in a heap on the floor. ]

That one really floored ya, huh?

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arthur charles | etrian odyssey | ou

[Video]

[He's still sort of out of it, but... Arthur's got to get back out there sooner or later. All this trudging and moping isn't like him at all and it's starting to bug him. He's still less than adept with technology, so the video's awkwardly askew and sort of too close to his face - he's got it propped up on blankets, he's just lazing around in bed.

He's so homesick.]

Hey, I'm kinda curious. We're all from a whole bunch of different worlds, right? What are your homes like? I'll go first!

My world doesn't have stuff like these phones anymore. It did like a thousand years ago, but not now. I grew up in the Midgard Library. It's huge! Not quite as big as this place, but huge. It can operate like an independent country and there're more books than anywhere else in the world. The Library's whole mission is to gather and preserve all kinds of information, so it's full of students and crusty old professors, and everyone's really smart. It raises and educates orphans, too. I'm one of the Library's investigators, which means I get to go all over the world trying to discover stuff and solving mysteries! Only the Library's best get to be investigators!

[There....that should be fun. Get a little conversation going, hopefully positive stuff. There's a lengthy pause and furrowed brows before eh manages to shut it off. It's more graceful than most of his use of the network has been, so that's progress.]

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[Video]

[Okay. It's been a while since Zuko made a network post, but she remembers how this works. Yeah. Definitely. Turning on the video feed, Zuko sits back from the camera, but the image is immediately obscured by a blurry dragon face.]

Come sit with me, Kizuna. They'll see you better from over here.

[Kizuna trills curiously and joins Zuko, her tail just narrowly avoiding smacking into the phone. Zuko clears her throat and begins to speak as Kizuna sits beside her turning her head this way and that to see how it changes the image on the phone.]

We've fallen behind in what we're supposed to be doing here. Thanks to Dove, we're not dealing with the same level of darkness as last month, so we have no excuses. If you've been here a while, you know this is about as peaceful as things get.

I'm looking for a few people to join me on a push. My hope is we'll be able to finish clearing the eastern side of the castle.

Rin Tohsaka is organizing a mission of her own to the arena. She already has everyone she needs, but with enough people, a third group could head into the area beyond the cages. If anyone is interested in leading that, let me know.

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zaveid | tales of | ou

Backdated - 1/25 | Text

so

this starscourge thing

its a lot like daemon blight, at home

Anyone who's got it, and doesn't wanna bother their friends? I can help you out.

[ Don't think hard on how the text style changed. Either way, he made the offer, and... some can probably guess what it is. ]

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n | pokemon | crau

.1 | video

[This will be N's first time on the network, but it's with good reason that the normally reclusive Daycare owner is actually showing his face.

It may be difficult to tell given how his mostly placid expressions usually read, but he's fairly distraught. If anything it comes through in a hoarse voice, tired and quiet. Next to him Zoroark is standing, head down and ears folded against his darkly colored fur.]

My wife, Hilda, has left the castle. I... I can only hope she is safe back in one of the worlds we have been in before.

[He can't say "home" because last he knew Unova was no longer accessible to them, either by its destruction or by other means.

If nothing else he can hope that she gone back to the world that the Bastion's restoration created.]

She and I, along with AZ, run the Pokemon Daycare. I will still be tending to it and allowing adoptions. My name is N, for those who have yet to meet me.

[He's quiet for a moment, glancing at Zoroark who looks up and nuzzles his snout against N's fluffy hair.]

I'm... not the most social person, but I will do my best to accommodate anyone interested in Pokemon adoption. Thank you for your time.

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Video 001

[To those who know her, if they're able to catch the broadcast, they'll likely know something is Off about her, be it in the way she has her arms wrapped around her middle or the strange glow behind her eyes. She's shivering a little at the edge of her bed, even as she pushes her hair back and steels herself to speak into the camera of her phone.]

Um... if anyone is out there with any source of Light, any..., elemental energy, or any way of channelling someone else's power...I need help.

[There's fear in both her eyes and voice, though she's trying to quiet it as best she can. Hopefully with the network between them, not too many people will notice. She closes her eyes for a brief moment, looking as though her focus has been pulled inward, even if only for a moment. When they open again, that glow flares a little brighter- and it's not the same cheerful, lighthearted glow of her wings that most were exposed to Christmas Day.]

I don't know how to control this much Light, and this darkness has made it worse. It won't be long before it overtakes me, and I really, really don't know what will happen, so please...

[Short. Sweet. To the point.]

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minako arisato | persona 3 portable | ou

Text; backdated to 1/21

[She can't do voice, can't let them hear how hoarse and pained she is. She has to just be clinical, factual. They deserve to know.]

You all deserve to know. I'm so sorry. Rin Okumura [She types his name and falters, staring at the screen for long minutes before finishing the sentence] is dead. This inky shadow shit... it did something to him.

pinging Ryuji Suguro
pinging Maka Albarn

I'm sorry.

[She isn't going to offer up details.]