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oh my god what the fuck? you know what, this flu is like some killer flu or some shit because everyone i have spoken to is coming down with it. how is that for this place? all survived the null attack to be killed by a cold? you do realize that the influenza virus can give you shit like heart failure and sepsis? i mean jesus, your arm could drop off. other bits of you could fall off.

so if you don't have this flu bullshit then go lock yourself away and don't talk to anyone and if we all die then at least we'll come back. maybe. unless it's all fucked up then who the hell knows anymore?

it'll be smallpox next.

[ This is Eddie's worst nightmare without the paranoia kicking in.]

multivitamins

[ Someone sure didn't think they'd be the last person standing out of their group. The guys would get a laugh out of that if they knew!]

this fucking place is the worst, like it's not even funny anymore. it stopped being funny a minute after i arrived but i'm pretty sure that it will never stop being shit. maybe it's hell, i mean maybe we did all die horribly and this is it and it just decides to torture you with things until you give up. can anyone here honestly say that this place is the best??

i'm done.

roseofthetyrells

[The video opens not in the Sewing Shop but in Margaery's apartment where she's sitting in the middle of her bed, a pillow clasped in her arms. she's looking down from the camera and she's in a bathrobe and nightgown, both wrinkled. her hair is disheveled and her eyes are heavily rimmed with red, as though she's spent a long time crying. which she has been. a whole day and night and a new day of crying.

she tries to look up at the camera, clear her throat and speak, but the words don't come. fresh tears well in her eyes and she looks down again, biting her lower lip.

a long moment passes with nothing but Margaery fighting back tears and silent. finally, she looks back up at the camera and speaks]

I--I thought people may want to know that Matt Murdock is no longer among us. His. His help was invaluable in the time before the Null invasion and [her voice breaks] he will be missed greatly.

[she brushes a tear off of her cheek, looking down again. she forces herself to look back up and continues]

I need to apologize to those I promised garments to. I. It will be at least another month before they're finished. I'm--I'm sorry.

multivitamins

[ Someone is doing their best to not look upset, stiff upper lip right? It's not working all that well. Eddie should be happy he survived through the invasion and all, but there's more pressing things on his mind right now.]

My friend Bill is missing. He's a bit taller than me, looks smart and talks with a stutter. Has anyone seen or heard from him?

[ No one has explained the concept of people going home yet, so the idea the friend he looks up to has just vanished is unfathomable.]

If anyone sees him please tell him he's an asshole and I'm going to kill him for this.

avvakir

This has got to be some fucked up purgatory, right? [ He rolls his eyes before anyone can show him the guide. He's read it. Thoroughly. And it all sounds like a round of bullshit. But who can call bullshit when you've got a death god on your side, right? Not that Ryuk is here. He clutches a dark, worn notebook to his chest, only the back visible. ]

I mean, I've seen some really fucked up shit, all right? The kind that won't go away or disappear when it's all over. [ He's speaking a little faster now, nervous. ]

Fuck.

I'm in an underground cave that pulls chaotic creatures in through some fucked up Door. [ He shakes his as he laughs in disbelief. ] It's gotta be the fucking morphine.

Also, were those fucking velociraptors? I have to be fucking dead.

unitas

[ The video comes in clear. The young woman (young woman, she scoffs) leans her head against the wall behind her. There's a painting there, a mural of a mother and a daughter, wrapped in together in dwindling sunlight. Not many people know of this place and maybe that's why it's one of the first places she goes. First, her mother. Then, her father.

She's no lucky charm, it seems.

There's evidence that she's younger, no dark circles, lighter hair and less and dark root. She's exhausted, physically and mentally and the ash from the Otherworld still sticks to her skin.

She could bitch. She could moan. She could cry (she did). ]

So, did I miss much? [ The most obvious change to the contact list is that it now states SHARON DA SILVA instead of HEATHER MASON. She's not Heather. She doesn't need to be anymore. ]

sightlessly

[VIDEO]

[Matt is notably less enraged than the last time he popped up on the network. Hell, he even manages a smile this time. No dark glasses, no immediate evidence of his blindness. He's dressed casually as far as anyone can tell -- t-shirt visible in the shoulders-up view the camera offers. He's a bit uncentered on the feed, but other than that.]

So I've mentioned it to several of you already -- that it might not be a bad idea for people to learn a bit of self defense. Especially people who aren't used to fighting, or people who aren't used to relying on physical strength.

Doesn't matter how old or young you are, how big or small, man or woman or anything in between.

[So. Here he is.]

I took some time to find a decent space. It's run down, but I've managed to clear it out. Got a couple things that'll do as mats and pads. So here it is.

Anyone interested in self defense, I'm teaching. Ways to get out of holds, quick escapes, ways to use an attacker's size against them. [A faintly sheepish smile.] I learned to fight as a kid, so it's never to early.

Any takers?

[Attachment: training-gym-location.gps]

[ACTION]

[And anyone who doesn't feel like talking, can feel free to show up at the location Matt provided for some hand to hand training. Matt will be there, wishing he had a heavy bag to go a few rounds with.]

dragonsgrasp

To the Null:

I've been in an unending war before.

If it's war you want, it's war you'll get.

But first, you'll have to stop cowering behind these devices with your threats, and forcing innocent people to do your bidding. Fight your own battles.

I will not rest until I've hunted down every last one of you Null, and personally stuck my lance in your backs. I will hunt you down with all I have. I will make you regret every threat you've made, and I will become your worst enemy.

Good luck evading me. I'm coming for you cowards.

[Well, if he wasn't on their list? He sure might be on the way to getting there now... but better him than most others. He's ready for it.]

[...Even if he actually doesn't know the first place to start finding them, in truth. But that's ok, the first step to getting to any enemy is stirring them up.]

notimpervious

In a departure from the statements of defiance and aggression that have been the city's focus since the Null's most recent communication, I am happy to announce that I have finished writing a book: ~~Bone Deep~~. Note: I have changed the title of the book to Written in Bone. This is a more suitable title.

It is a crime novel featuring applied forensic anthropology to assist federal law enforcement in murder investigations. The science is, of course, accurate, but for those who are more interested in characters, there is quite a lot of dialogue and fluff to denote the passage of time. I am told it is quite engaging and even stimulating.

A clean copy is available in the library. I hope it will serve as an adequate recreational activity for those who would like a temporary escape from the rather chaotic events unfolding in this underground city.

[OOC: "fluff" = "smut". Smut between leading lady Dr. Kathy Reichs and leading man Agent Andy Lester. To Brennan's eternal disappointment, most of her readers back home find the characters and "fluff" more interesting than the science. >:c Also, it's known in canon that her characters are inspired by her real life colleagues, so if your character would make that leap, they wouldn't be the first.]

trashmouths

if any of you guys touch eddie kaspbrak im gonna come after you right back i've faced way scarier things than you motherfuckers

[ guess who has no idea what's going on it's this kid]

lifetothefullest

[Like the last few posts that have occurred, this is also clearly in regards to the Null's latest announcement; however, Lance is trying a different tactic, because he's doing his best to avoid getting kicked out of seeing their list. So he's wording this very carefully, and that's purposefully obvious in his tone; it's also probably pretty obvious in how intent his stare is, and in how he's casually fiddling with his FBI badge in view of the screen.

He's really hoping the Null aren't too good with subtle body language, and that the people here aren't as generally bad at it as he's concerned they are.]

In light of recent occurrences, I'd like to remind everyone that I'm a psychologist, and I have an office in the clinic should anyone wish to speak confidentially. Additionally, although I prefer to work with individuals, group meetings are also possible.

[Aka the Clinic is available for anyone who wants to have private conversations about all of this going on, and Lance will be lurking there himself both to participate and keep watch on things.]

[[ooc: Feel free to jump right to action threads, to do multi-person threads, threadjack on the network or in person, etc!]]

trashmouths

[The camera opens to two newcomers who might already seem familiar--Richie, with his absurdly large and extremely magnified glasses, and Eddie, the kid with the cast. Richie speaks first, naturally, and clears his throat in the most dramatic way he can muster. From the looks of it, they’re in one of the apartments.]

Okay. So. There’s this zoo, and in the zoo, there’s this elephant.

Wait, what? [ To his credit, Eddie’s already looking unimpressed. A new record.] Richie, no, no-one wants to hear about the elephant -

--I’m warming them up. Okay, There’s this elephant, and one day, he goes up to the camel, right? And the elephant, he says ‘Hey, camel, why do you have two boobs on your back?’ [ He adjusts his glasses, leaning forward: ] And the camel, he replies, ‘that’s a stupid question coming from someone who has a dick on his face!’

Ugh. For fuck sake, Richie. We’re meant to be telling them about the clown and shit, not listening to your stupid jokes. I should have known better, if you do that again I’m going to turn this thing off.. Are we going to tell them about the horror story from the sewers or what?

Alright. Alright, alright. But did you hear about how they made the clown’s shoes?

I swear Richie, this is important, people can get eaten and you’re making shitty jokes. That’s it how do you turn this thing off? [ And yup, Eddie’s already squinting at the camera, looking for an obvious off button.]

It was no small feat! [ Richie’s response? Smack Eddie away from the camera and nearly shove him off in the process. ] What’s the difference between a tire and 365 used condoms?

[ Eddie takes that smack with a bit of dignity, only to lose the last shred of it as he hits Richie back for it.] No-one cares, all you’re doing is making yourself look seriously uncool. The point, Richie, we need to get to the point before they feed us to the trees for your bad jokes.

[ Richie, completely undisturbed, licks his finger. ] One’s a GoodYear and one’s a great year! [ And that wet finger? Straight to Eddie’s ear in retaliation for that smack. ]

[ That is one of the most disgusting things Eddie could experience. Apologies Hadriel, this kid has had it and all he can do is yelp, flinch away and then hit Richie harder for his sins. Richie falls, howling with laughter, and so does the camera being held in his hand--and there’s a thunk and a crack as Richie obviously lands poorly, and the laughter abruptly stops. The camera launches forward, being thrown, and hits Eddie square between the eyes by means of shutting off. If anyone’s still listening by this point, Richie’s voice screaming fuck you is the last thing heard. ]

pocketspa

[The camera opens on two people, sitting shoulder to shoulder and addressing the camera head-on. Or, well... one elf and a skeleton. Taako’s face is wide in a grin, seemingly intent on emoting well enough for the two of them, and they simultaneously move to flip some hair from their faces- or well, Lup would, if she had any. The motion is still recognizable enough as they address the network.]

Helloooo, Hadriel!

[For those who remember Stepford, it might be very reminiscent of their tv show, Lup’s voice coming through loud and clear to make herself a little more recognizable.]

You’re on with the twins, and today, we have a suuuuper important thing we need you to settle.

Bee-tee-dubs, we wouldn’t even need to bother with this if my dear brother could get over himself.

[Taako gives her a look, before re-addressing the camera.] Anyway, so there’s like, transmutation magic, which is awesome and rad, and then there’s evocation, which just like, does elemental stuff or whatever, and is super lame. So if you were gonna pick one--

Yeah, no. [And Lup raises a hand to prove her point, summoning fire instantly to her skeletal palm.] Deffo cooler than anything that comes out of his specialization. Trust me, fam.

[Without even a response, a translucent, spectral hand appears behind Taako, and moving in tandem with his hand, floats into the frame and smacks Lup upside the head before disappearing.]

I can literally turn into anything I want, whenever I want. I can fly, my dude. I could be a shark.

Holy shit, Taako. Give up the shark thing. No one cares about sharks! I’m not trying to crush your game or anything, but pick a better animal.

It’s a fucking shark! What is there not to-- no, you know what, stand back, this is gonna be amazing. [He is, in fact, backing up to give himself some space with the intent to actually do it, tossing his pointy wizard hat to the side in preparation.]

And there he goes again. [Lup could not possibly sound less excited if she tried.]

Check. It. Out. [Taako winks towards the camera, hands on his hips, and then extends his arms, starting to emanate a strange sort of glow. But just before their audience can catch sight of what supremely awesome magic Taako is about to throw down, the camera shifts, pulled to a close up on Lup’s skeletal face. She tilts her head, as if smiling, effectively blocking Taako’s transformation from being seen.]

Y'know, I don’t think I’ve ever looked so good.

[Behind her, a loud and rather angry roar can be heard, that still kind of sounds a little like Taako. The voice that follows is much rougher than his normal tone, because it’s hard to make animal vocal chords try and speak, okay.]

LUP WHAT THE FUCK--

[It’s accompanied by what sounds like some thrashing, and then absolutely the sound of something in their room shattering to the floor. Lup somehow manages to ignore the chaos behind her completely, throwing up a skeletal peace sign before the connection cuts.]

[ooc: Taako is blue, Lup is red, both of them are purple! Specify if you want one or the other because the default is both with a three-way thread!]

survivorsguilt

[She's put this off for like a week, thinking it was best to not incite anger, or to bring attention to herself, but it just keeps coming back to bother her. Ellie can't let it go.

The sweater she's sporting perhaps isn't the best thing to be taken seriously in (thanks, evil trees laden with fun shirts!) but anyone who knows Ellie will recognise that fire in her eyes. She's dead serious.]

You know, you can direct all the righteous anger you want to at the gods, and that's fucking fine, I get it even, but have you considered that spending less time arguing with them and more time working towards solutions to all this shit is probably a good idea? Fuck.

It seems like some of you are just totally fine with them dying, and I- you- [Maybe she should have planned this out better. Distress seeps into her voice, and she chokes up a little, but presses on.] I mean, don't you get it? There are people here who aren't even alive back home. A lot of them. If this place goes up in flames, if they gods die, they go nowhere. I'm not letting that happen.

And to this fucking lying scumbag, whoever you are? If you are one of us- I'll find you.

[That didn't go as smoothly or sound as eloquent as she'd hoped for. Ellie switches the video off with more force than is probably necessary.

Incredibly, she doesn't feel much better.]

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