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[After a month or so of mostly sticking to text and voice, Lance is back to video for another network broadcast. He's still looking a little unwell, but definitely better than in his last post or any time he's spoken with someone in person since then.

He was also fortunate enough to be in his apartment when the dust storm started, so he doesn't have to camp out in some public place or with people he doesn't like. Hurray! And since pretty much everyone is stuck inside somewhere, this actually ends up being a good time to make a network post to address a few things.]

Hello, everyone. For those who just arrived or otherwise haven't met me yet, I'm Dr. Lance Sweets, and I'm a psychologist; if anyone ever needs or wants to speak to someone professionally, whether about being here or otherwise, you're welcome to send a message or call at any time.

[And that usual note out of the way--]

But I also wanted to discuss something somewhat unrelated, which is the subject of creating an organized directory of who has what skills that they're willing to teach, if asked. Many here want to learn new skills or hobbies, whether due to practicality or boredom or otherwise, but it can be difficult to figure out who to ask especially if you're new and may not want to either use the network for a general announcement, or approach someone you may not know individually.

So a list of who is willing to teach what skills, and who is alright with being asked to do so, would be beneficial a lot of people here. I can compile and maintain it as a file that can be shared.

[It's not like he's doing a whole lot at the moment, having pretty much quit working at the Clinic. He seems to briefly consider continuing with another topic but then ends the feed there; the other thing he wanted to discuss probably wouldn't go over as well as the first one, and he'd prefer everyone not get distracted.]

evocation

Hey. Uh... I've never posted to the network before, huh? I'm Kyna.

[Kyna helpfully wiggles her fingers in a little wave. She's very clearly some kind of elf, with pointy ears and all.]

So, my magic's back, which is good, since a lot of things want to fucking kill us here. Anyway, I'm offering lessons or whatever. I'm an evocation wizard, which means I know a lot of spells that blow shit up, but I know defensive magic too, if that's your bag. No healing spells, though. Find a cleric for that.

Oh, yeah, this probably goes without saying but, you know, bloodthirsty assholes need not apply. If I've heard sketchy shit about you I'm not teaching you.

[She pauses for a moment, head tilting as she thinks.]

Yep, that's it. Let me know.

theflea

Stores are empty.

[ Eleven didn't really want to have to ask for help from anyone, not with her current project anyways but it seemed she was having a hard time scavenging the items she required.

As usual, the phone floated around her from a slight hight, using her ability to control it, leaving her hands free to rummage through the debris and trash. She wore her pink dress and wig today, there had been an influx of new people arriving and she didn't want to draw any unnecessary attention. ]

I need... I need.

[ The word goggles had slipped her mind, so instead Eleven cupped her hands together sideways and held them over her eyes. She hoped it looked like glasses or something recognizable. ]

Black. Paint or fabric?

[ Going back to digging through rubbish, tossing things behind her that were of no use. Then, she suddenly stood up and turned to face the camera. She has a question on the tip of her tongue. ]

The water. Can we float?

justmath

[Oh hey, look, it's a (fairly) new kid on the network. And he has a question for y'all.]

Hey, everyone. My name's Alvin Draper and I'm pretty new here, so I apologize if this is a question that's been asked before, but it seemed ... relevant, given some of the more recent discussions here.

[I.e., that whole "should we kill Delight" poll, which Tim is still actively side-eyeing the hell out of everyone here over. Except Lance. Lance is the only sane person here and has the correct opinion on murder.]

I'm just curious - [because he wants to know exactly what kinds of psychos he's landed with] - under what circumstances do you believe it's acceptable to kill someone, and why do you believe that?

[Please cite your sources using MLA format, thanks!]

warfares

[ Initially, he'd intended to follow up on the information Hux had gathered during his own network post. Hearing the Empire's name bandied about with such casual familiarity was a cause for concern, however over the course of his investigations he'd uncovered something far more disturbing. ]

Question: has anyone ever been returned to their worlds, only to be drawn back at a later stage? If so, what state where they in upon their return.

needlebearer

[ It's taken Arya a while to figure out how to use the phone properly, let alone consider posting to the network. But there's a question that's been on her mind ever since she arrived, and she figures it's about time to get it asked. ]

someone told me that people who have died in their own world can come here and live again. have you known anyone that's happened to? have they been happy to be alive again, or angry that they can't go home?

[ A moment later, another text. ]

i dont know what any of the machines in my kitchen are supposed to do. can someone help me out?

closerift

[ Guess who's back? Back again?? Etc., etc. ]

Hello, my fellow... cheerful... captives. After about a month of having no-bloody-idea who any of you lot are, I'm happy to report that Confusion's put me right, and so my memories have come back. Lots of gratitude there, obviously. It's an absolute nightmare to not remember how to do anything, in case you've never experienced it before.

So... yes. Memories are back, many thanks to Confusion, and I never did get to comment on our new home, did I? Listen - [ The Inquisitor shuffles a bit, the video skewing somewhat sideways. ] I've been here... over two years, and this is the first time we've had an actual sun. Comes with the whole leaving-the-caves situation, obviously, and while I'm glad for a bit of a change -

[ What was her point? Cecily pauses, then exhales roughly. ]

I've lost where I was going with that, so I'll just ask: what's edible and what isn't? More specifically, what here won't turn you into a maniac when you consume it?

stantheman

Does anyone here know how to do something useful like make an umbrella?

Asking for a friend.

feelslikeimspilling

[ Will's been missing for a little while now. Hard times hit and just being able to pretend he could cope was no longer an option. After considerable thought and a short conversation with Confusion, Will decided drastic action was needed.

His memory has been tampered with, Will can no longer recall anything that happened to him after Hope resurrected him... Save from a few blurred memories of being fed his own heart by Hannibal, which was nice...

So there he was, standing in the middle of the street, blood splattered across his face, a knife in his hand and a confused look in his eyes. Sure, it looked bad and considering his history it could have been catastrophic, even Will didn't seem to know what he was doing. ]

This place doesn't seem real but I don't feel like I'm dreaming anymore... I don't know what's going on.

[ Looking up at the twin suns in the sky, their rays reflecting against his dirty glasses. He was more confused now than he had ever been. ]

People are missing- -dead... Are we not underground? I remember robots and fighting.

[ He starts to shake, nerves and shock kicking in. Slipping his glasses from his face and covering his eyes. That's right, he'd went through with this drastic change just before the Null attacked, memories were mixing, it was hard to focus.]

I can't find Winston or my foxes... I can't...

trashmouths

[ Richie's alive and still adjusting to all of this new stuff and still trying desperately to cling onto some normalcy. Which is exactly the reason why he quickly fires off a text after staying out of things for so long:]

it's too hot. i'm going to die unless someone chucks me a chuck

you don't want to be responsible for a little innocent baby boy dying do you? that's what i thought. give me some jokes.

Also if you have ice cream do you wait until it becomes dairy soup or do you eat it right away i'm asking to settle a bet

theflea

[ She's been here for, well, almost a whole month now and this is possibly the first time some of you will have seen her!

Eleven has been keeping herself to herself. Trying to work out where she is, what's safe to eat and most importantly, how to use this phone device?

Switching the feed, Eleven's sat there in her gaudish shiny pink squad jacket (she's keeping it by the way! It's kinda cute plus it's warm!) It should be no surprise to anyone that tried to get to know her, to see that she's somewhere outside in the open, away from everyone and everything. The phone is floating as it broadcasts her, sitting there, crossed legged staring at the camera. ]

Can't find friends.

[ She shakes her head a little, a sad expression very clear on her face. ]

I've looked... Can't reach outside of cave...

[ A long moments pause as she took a slow look around. Never having been one for confined spaces, so this cave felt like it was closing in around her half the time. ]

Bad people are here. Everyone hurts. I don't want to hurt... Can I go now?

survivorsguilt

someone tell me what i missed
do we know anything new about who is siding with those null dickheads

also im back. since yesterday. not saying where i am on the network since i guess trust is a fucking luxury
use that private message thing if you want to know

[That's all. She doesn't know what else to say. She wants to find everyone that helped her, but there's guilt hindering her. They watched her die, slowly and painfully, and she didn't do a single thing to make that easier on them. And she's just back.

Just like that.]

private to duck ;

please call me okay
please

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. ]

musicandmovement

[Ty has a scowl on his face when he makes this video, rocking back and forth again in that self-soothing manner as he pointedly does not look at the screen. He's hugging his arm to his chest tightly, knuckles white, and his free hand is held uselessly in the air, at least a dozen small bleeding cuts all over it as he makes squeezing motions with his fingers. He cringes as he does it, looking tense and distressed, but he doesn't stop the movement.]

The library here is pointless. You can't read any of the books. I wanted to find the Sherlock Holmes stories, but it doesn't have them. It doesn't even have a cookbook. I need a cookbook. I don't know how to cook, and I don't want to eat toast anymore, and the stove didn't make the macaroni right. The microwave only makes things explode.

I went looking for animals, and there aren't any I can find in the city. All the animals in the tunnels are big and mean. There aren't any nice animals. All the tunnels lead you right back here. Whoever made the tunnels like that, it isn't funny or nice.

[Ty takes in a deep, trembling breath and lets it out once he's gotten that little tirade over with, then goes back to why he's making this video in the first place.] I need a cookbook. And instructions for the stove.

the_fourteenth

[Here's a face that's new to the network, but not new to town. Raidou has been here for four months already, but he's not exactly the chatty type. He's never felt a reason to talk to the network, until today. He's posting this from the arcade portion of the speakeasy, where the many bleeps and bloops of the machines can be heard around him.

There's a moment where he looks really hesitant about doing this. Recording yourself just seemed weird to him. What was he supposed to say to start this off?]

Good afternoon. My name is Raidou Kuzunoha. I know a lot of people here have been offering their assistance with combat training, and I'm here to do the same. I'd like to set up a class where I can teach people how to use a katana. While the armory does have several, I'd rather not have new students using sharpened blades. Would there be anyone who would be able to help create some practice swords? I don't have a lot of woodworking experience myself... Ah, and of course, if you wish to join for practice, do let me know. It's getting more important here every day that people know how to defend themselves.

Ah, also. Would anyone like to play some of these arcade games? I've been playing a few, and I think I'm doing rather well with some of them. [He swings the camera around to show the high scores on the Space Invaders machine. He has the top score, beating second place by a wide margin. In the space for your initials, he's put R14. If you look at the top scores for each game, he's listed in the top 5 on all of them. Anyone up for a challenge?]

nowherewolf

[Tucker usually uses text but today he's making an exception. This is an audio-themed post, after all.]

Hey Hadriel, got a challenge for you.

[And if the many 'fuck off Null' posts this month are any indication, a challenge will surely get peoples' attention.]

Some pretty fuckin' fantastic tunes came in with the newbie wave this month, and I'm pretty sure I've got the best one of the bunch. So your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to prove me wrong. But just know, this is what you're up against.

[There's a couple seconds of silence, followed by the loud click of a boombox play button. And then, with Tucker clearly holding the phone up to a speaker, the entirety of this song plays.]

Think you can beat that shit? Come at me.

[OOC: Find the worst/best music and audio you can, in line with the intro log's examples. Threadjacking is encouraged! Make fun of each others' shitty music. Have fun.]

bekommen

[Like ... probably everyone here, Nick's pretty stressed out about the Null's recent network broadcast and extremely Tired in general, so. She's dipped into her very small supply of cigarettes and is smoking one when she turns on the feed.]

OK, if y'all are done talking about killing each other, or trying to kill each other, or actually killing each other - [she pauses to give the camera an exaggerated roll of her eyes while exhaling a small cloud of smoke] - I got a question.

[She pauses again to tap the ash off the end of her cigarette into a chipped mug she's repurposed into a makeshift ashtray, then turns back to the camera.]

When I first got back this last time, someone said there'd been talk about rebuilding what's left of Delight's bar into a café. Is anyone actually doing anything about that? 'Cause I dunno about y'all, but I could use something to do that isn't sitting around and waiting to get murdered.

[How 'bout it, Hadriel?]

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.]

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