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[Annabeth is on the screen - she's cut up in a few places, like something shattered too close to her face, but it's healed over a few days; her expression is steely and hard. More bad news, and that's just brushing the surface.]

I know the location of Evastelei. I'm not telling you where. [She pauses. She hates potentially using the network like this - she knows Malicant must be watching, so part of that you is definitely at him. But she needs help here. There might be someone who can figure out what's up with Eva, or maybe even a way to help. It doesn't make it any less nerve-wracking.]

But she's unconscious. She has been, since our city-wide collective blackout. [Her mouth draws into a line. It's risky, admitting her state (again, because of Malicant; she never did figure out their exact connection). But nothing is going to change if she keeps it to herself. Maybe he already knows.] We need to wake her up. If anyone thinks they might - know something about magical comas, please tell me.

[She's also aware that her tone, her words, all of it implies some sort of relationship with Eva. For the first time she's somewhat admitting to it publicly, she's not quite so nervous. Maybe it's because she feels like she's been laying low lately, and there are more new faces around than familiar ones.]
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[personal profile] alterer
Everyone.

[That's about all anyone will get for a greeting.]

I was wondering... is there anyone out there who could teach me Kedanese? I've been meaning to learn for some time now but never quite found time. Now I find myself in need and somewhat regretting putting this on the backburner for so long.

[Have yourselves a tiny smirk.]

For those who don't know me, my name is Nilin. At the least, someone to help me translate something would be excellent.

[For most, that's the end of her message. To Bucky, Sharon and Annabeth, an unhackable message is sent their way.]

[100% locked to Bucky, Sharon, Annabeth.]
I'd like to speak with you all in private, if that's possible. There's some things I'd like to discuss in regards to our adventures a few months back.
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[personal profile] peacefullywreathed
A certain Knight is in possession of information which could render encryption useless.

Gossip at your own risk.



[ooc: shortly after Clark's post here. this information is accurate only in the sense that Evandau has info relating to the consoles; Solomon isn't tech-savvy enough to know that the fix performed by the Foreigners could prevent encryption-cracking using the same info, and it hasn't been proven either way. he brings it up in Mike's post here, so tech-savvy people should feel free to explain/test/debunk.]
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[personal profile] notaheroascientist
[As his console is still being regrown after being destroyed in the name of Science, Carlos is sitting in a cafe to make this post.

There's also an inquisitive turtle - the one named Napoleon - behind him, peering at the screen as well while Carlos looks on with a distinctly panicked expression]


I am making this post because I believe that there has been a mistake.

[Carlos turns to Napoleon suddenly, apparently listening something that the young turtle is saying]

Yes, there has! You've mistaken me for someone else, because I am not your parent.

[Napoleon nudges Carlos, and apparently says something pointed

No, that is not how it works. And besides, I don't have time to be a parent. I'm a scientist! And I've got a lot of things I need to study here, like the nature of the multiverse, our potential existence as replicas of ourselves, where exactly all the extra mass goes when someone transforms themselves into a duck...the point is that I am way too busy to be a parent to anyone, and even if I did have the time I wouldn't be a good parent anyway.

[Carlos turns back to the console, looking just a little bit dispairing]

Can someone just...please explain to him that he's mistaken? [Carlos twitches slightly, as Napoleon says something else that he refuses to reply to] Or help find his real parents?
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[Frank looks slightly less awkward than he always does when making a post to the network.]

So, it's really hot. [But only slightly.]

I mean, we've all noticed yeah. But it's kid of- it's getting to the little turtles? And this is something I'd already talked about with some people before but: what if we had some sort of big building thing for all of them? Something with AC, and maybe some sort of heat while we're at it once winter comes again. I don't know, I'm not sure what they would need long term.

But something like that would have to be built, and we'd obviously need a lot of people working together for that. So I thought I'd check if there's interest first.

Also if you don't like using the network I'm heading to the hospital after this so we can talk more there.

[ooc: Open to action and network both]
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[ Akito appears upside-down, sprawled on the back of his turtle-friend Quintus and dripping water all over said turtle-friend's shell. Then gathering the water back up into a sloppy ball using his slowly-improving Waterbending skills and dripping it back down over Quintus' head. ]

Hello!

All skating lessons are postponed until further notice! But Gazelle Delivery will still be doing deliveries, so send me a message if you need something delivered, ne?

Striker-chan, we're still on for your lessons if you want them! And Aang, I finished your skates for you - let me know where to deliver them!

[ Pursing his lips, Akito tries to think of what else he meant to say that's safe for unsecured networking. In his distraction he ends up dropping a ball of water on his face. Oops. But oh! Right- ]

Um! We should have a pool party for the baby turtles! We can use Hawke's pool if his suite-mates are okay with it. [ he hasn't actually asked Hawke about this yet, but pfft. ] I know Quin-kun would really like it! Are any of the other turtles interested?


((ooc: Baby Turtle Beach Party Log! ))
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[personal profile] everylittlegirl
[Hayley swivels back and forth in her chair a couple times before she stops, leaning forward to talk to the console.]

Hey. So like, normally this is a message I would send privately, but we don't exactly have all those encryptions right now, so.. ignore this if it has nothing to do with you.

Who here knows a lot about where powers come from? I told this guy I'd ask some friends, but I haven't really seen them- you?.. around and I don't want to keep him waiting, you know? People fishing for information need not apply.

[A beat and Hayley glances over her shoulder to the direction of Mark's room. It feels weird talking about this, knowing he's next door.]

Also, does anyone have aluminum foil, potassium bromide, and bleach? I need some.. for a project.
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[personal profile] ruinsprofessor
[Some little time after the festival at the end of June, Raine logs on to the network with the gleam of experimentation in her eyes.]

In the wake of the Summer Jubilee, some of my artes have undergone a mild change. If there's someone with an hour or two to spare, I could use a hand investigating just how changed certain of them are.

[She pauses there, realizes that elaboration may be necessary as most of her artes are for healing and she does not in fact intend to injure anyone.] There should be little to no risk of harm involved, I simply need another living being and I'm loath to involve Ryder, benign as the artes in question may be.

---

ooc; please note a content warning for material relating to addiction in the thread with Solomon.
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[She's been a little quiet as of late, but try as she might to ignore it, this is something that she needs to say. Sarah takes a deep breath and asks her question, in a somewhat small and shaky voice.]

Has... anyone seen my Dad? He's um. His name is Joel. He's an older man, dark hair and a beard. Wears flannel and a broken watch.

[This is harder than she thought it would be. Sarah pauses to take another steady breath and calm herself down.]

Ellie too. And Tess. I can't find any of 'em.

[She fidgets, eyes downcast.]

Julie's quiet too. And Bro and...

[She's just going to cut the feed there. There's way too many people she cares about gone.]
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[personal profile] backwordscompatible
[Another day, another morning of having to ration her tea and breakfast. Of residual smoke lingering in the air from the explosions that had gone off down the street. Of the near radio silence and informational uncertainty that came with it. Of having to stare at the ugly remodeled palace and remember that, whatever was inside it, it had been enough to scare certain people into staying as far away as possible.]

[There was something particularly special about this day, however...or, at least, there was supposed to be.]


[The good news was that Zatanna seemed to be feeling a lot better. You'd never know from her expression, though, as she stared dully into the camera for a fleeting moment, before calmly holding up a sign (in English):]



WORST 
"SWEET" SIXTEEN 
EVER

[It was the most trivial of teen trivial things, but she didn't care. Malicant wanted to listen in on everybody's conversations? Find out what they were talking about? Fine. She would rant and rave all she wanted, and he would have no choice but to listen.]

[Because #F*@kYouMalicant]
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[personal profile] backwordscompatible
[It was a lovely day for a Network Post, wouldn't you agree, residents of Keelai? The sun was shining...the tank was clean...and Zatanna was sitting in front of a public console with the brightest smile she'd worn in a long time. Cheesy, at first, and definitely purposely over-the-top (her boss had clearly put her up to this, and she clearly was going along with it for giggles), but even as time went on and it melted away into something more genuine, her aura continued to project sheer happiness at life, the universe, and everything.  For now.]

[Although the casual onlooker might be more interested in the unusual
outfit she was wearing. Which she very deliberately paired off with her favorite charmed choker, not even caring that it didn't match the rest of the ensemble.]

Do you know what the Future Holds? ...that's okay, neither do I. But together, we can probably managed to squeeze a few hints out of it...with these.

[Smirking, she held up one hand, then flicked her wrist in such a way that a deck of cards appeared in hand. Magically.]

[Of course, those who knew her spells well enough would recognize the fact that she hadn't uttered a single backwards word. The trick was legitimate sleight-of-hand. No cheating.]


Spring Special: all tarot card readings, half off for the entire Month of April.

Admit it.  You know you're curious.

[And on that note, she sent one last wink directly into the camera before signing off.]
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There's... Um... There is a... big... child... turtle in my head? Its name is Quintus. He's cute...

[ Even if he wasn't under the influence of turtle parentage, Akito would feel more relaxed now than he has since he first arrived. Having that empty void in his mind filled somewhat is a good feeling. Still, he doesn't really know what the heck is going on. ]

Is he okay staying outside? What am I supposed to do with him?

[ Aside from dote on him because cute and affectionate. And helping with the loneliness a little. Though mystical baby turtles in his head isn't all he wanted to post about - he has some other news that he's actually pretty happy with. ]

Ah... In other news! I found a small area that would be good to teach beginners how to skate with roller blades. It's not the best, but it's something, ne?

So, um... If anyone wants to learn how to roller blade, I can teach you in return for something else! I can teach beginners all the way up to professional-level skating. I don't have all the equipment for it though... But if you don't mind not having protective padding, I can definitely start teaching you right away! You just have to have a pair of roller blades!

Or if you would rather learn ice skating, I can teach that too! Beginners to professional! I just don't know if there is a skating rink here...

[ He falls silent for a moment, debating on whether or not to ask the last question he has before deciding that it won't hurt to try: ]

I also found a small field for sports... Would anyone want to play Ultimate Frisbee with me? Full body contact allowed! But, ah... No superpowers?

That's it! Thank you very much.



(( ooc: @ hawke-mun & skul-mun! i hope it's okay to assume akito already bumped into quintus and played with him a bit? he'll seek out his turtle to play with once a day from now on, too! please feel free to contact me! ))
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So, I'm not... [A sigh as he runs a hand through his hair.]

I had never had to do any of these before, but it's like- people do deserve it, one of these. Right? Even if their names are said on the radio when they leave it feels impersonal. But at the same time it feels like I'm mourning them? Which I am not. I really don't want to do that since it's not like they died, they really didn't. [Frank's the one that did, because he happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time- even if he did have the best of companies with him to make sure he didn't harm anyone.]

They just went back home. And while that's not really a relief in some cases sometimes it is in this one now that we know we somehow manage to survive after everything goes to- well. And sometimes we just have to be glad they are there to fight their battles, even if... even if they will be missed.

[A pause.]

Percy Jackson and Leo Valdez are both gone.

Any promise, offer or favor they owed consider it mine. I obviously can't do a lot of the things Leo did when it comes to machines or things Percy did with sealife and water, and I wish I could do something about that. [He wishes he hadn't been the one to stay, not when Leo and Percy were the actually useful ones.]

But I will still do my best.

[Private to Milyn]

I haven't checked on you, sorry. I've been kind of busy in the clinic since I came back and. Well, I never liked coming up with excuses: I just thought I would finally check on you.

So.

What's up?
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[personal profile] definingfuture
Well someone here has completely dropped the ball. I know there are at least a few people around who are rich and Earth-savvy enough to get everyone presents for the month. Maybe celebrate the break from so much cold or the coming of good fortune or something like that. We could use a celebration right about now.

At the very least, I'll try to do my part. [Tony gives the network a winning smile and holds up a small, strange-looking flower playfully. It almost makes the next part sound more like a joke than any real offer.] I've got a few too many of these, so if anyone would like to take them off my hands, I'll be happy to give you a discount.

And if you're available, Miss Frost, I'd love to spend some quality time with you. If your schedule will allow it, of course.

I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm personally missing my chocolate.

[He even winks at the feed before disconnecting.]

Private messages locked to Annabeth Chase, Arthur Curry, Shockwave, and Kyle Rayner )
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[personal profile] agentx13
Sharon Carter here again. I realize some of you are sick of hearing from me, but I have a request.

I know several of you have been investigating the enemy on your own. I'm sure you all have more information than I have, and I'm hoping we can share. Some people who made significant headway are no longer with us. I'm hoping they might have told others their findings.

Here's what I have, uploaded directly from my console, so I apologize for the... not-altogether-professional language:

VOLDEMORT VOLDEMORT VOLDEMORT. LET DOWN YOUR HAIR. )

I hope that wasn't too much of a hardship to read. If anyone has anything to add, please don't hesitate to let me know.

Also, if you can use magic, I was wondering if I might have a word.

Thank you for your time.
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[The first thing the network sees is a big piece of paper with something written in it with dark ink, and careful calligraphy. For those who understand, it says 'Fai Zhang son of Emily Zhang', 'The strongest dragon of them all' ... and 'I like rice'.

Grandma Zhang had really tried to teach him Chinese but he had barely listened, okay, it was actually hard for him to remember that much.
]

So... [After a few moments he moves the paper from the camera and the network gets a view of Frank, looking slightly awkward. It's been a while since he made an actual post on the network. Ever since he lost his voice, actually.] Is there anyone who can understand this? It's Chinese, at least that's what it's called where I'm from. If so, could you teach me? I'll pay.

I'm not sure how much I should pay for this, so just... pick your price? Like, I'm not loaded or anything so keep that in mind.

[He shrugs. Really bad at this, for srs.]

Also, I was given this. [He shows the network... a little bag of purple candy. Or what looks like candy anyway.] By Milyn, that [Uh] really happy doctor who helped us all when we ghosted out and later, to recover what we'd missed and cleansing in the ritual. She's nice, or she seems nice, but yeah.

Candy given by strangers. You see how that could end up badly. So is there anyone who could analize it or something? Tell me if it's safe for consumption? I'll also try to pay for that. [Rich kid, never really had to think about money, etc.]

Thanks!
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[It's Annabeth! A little less tired than she's been the last few months, but somehow a little more fidgety.]

Everyone knows we're basically here to fight that creature, right? I call him Mally, since saying his name is still dangerous unless properly warded. [A beat.] Thus far he's been impossible to kill, but not to defeat or pushback.

[She runs a hand through her hair, apparently not realizing she's just tugged out a handful of strands from her ponytail.] What I want to know is - what we know about that. About all the other times he's been stopped in the past.

It seems kind of stupid to keep hoarding it, since we all have a stake in what happens. [Hahaha that's funny Annabeth, with what she's potentially sitting on. Mages more powerful than Eshai and sketchy allies, how do they work??] People have been sacrificed to stop him before - Emperor Eshai's sister among them, to extend the life of another turtle, Asti's sister Sinbrilee. Mally was trapped in someone's body and torn to pieces at least once, too. If we need to stop him permanently, we need to know what works and what doesn't.

[Tapping her fingers absently on the desk in front of her rn.] About a year ago, when the turtle dove underwater, the barrier was breached by reanimated corpses - jiangshi - and it's more than likely Mally was responsible. Eshai believed so herself. The creature primarily works through manipulation and subtleness, rather than flash and spotlights. He might be laying low as of late, but that doesn't necessarily mean he's doing nothing.

[Maybe she just wants as many people as possible to know whatever they can, because the more people who can be proactive, the less she has to do the same. And maybe she wants to compare to what Eva's told her, too, before deciding how to go about dealing with it.]
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[When Sabriel's face shows up on the screen, it's even paler than normal, and the dark circles under her eyes are clearly visible.]

I need to know if anyone here has any knowledge of the Realm of Death in this world beyond what we were able to find out in Sinbrilee. [A pause.] Please. It will be of considerable help in dealing with the Enemy.

And for those of you who have arrived since it attempted to attack the turtle- do not underestimate it. Do not speak its name. It is every bit as dangerous as you were told it was, and possibly more. And it can corrupt people's minds- or possess them outright. And it is not going to be stopped by guns, or swords, or the simpler forms of magic. We must find a way to destroy or bind it, or it may follow us back to our own worlds, and do there what it has already done here.

We need to keep the turtles safe. They're- they're babies, and they represent this world's best hope for recovery. Aside from the turtle whose shell we stand on, they are the last of their kind.

Locked to Evandau )

Locked to Asshole Secret Service )

Locked to students )

Locked to Amon )
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[The voice that comes over the screen...and, yes, voice is all the majority of the Network is going to get...is neutral.  Eerily so.  No emotion whatsoever.  No sadness.  No anger.  Not even a quiver.  She'd made sure all of that was out of her system before daring to turn on the console.]

Dick's gone.  I caught the locals trying to clean out his room earlier.  

[...which explains a few random kedan people might run into looking oddly dazed and confused.  Like they had ended up on the wrong side of one of her hexes.]
 

Managed to salvage just about everything.

You know...just in case any of his friends here were wondering.  Or wanted something of his.
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[Well this sure is a video post. It opens on Kidd, who's looking rather casually bored, dressed up in all the stolen finery one might expect of a pirate. His accent is vaguely British-y, and his tone is casually bored.]

I've heard tell this turtle of ours stops off at locations along the course of its journey. And these shores— would anyone say they at all resemble the Caribbean? Nassau, perhaps?

[He assumes otherwise, but it never hurts to ferret out little bits of information. If nothing else, mention of Nassau might weed out any who know the region and what it stands for. Stood for. He cocks his head to one side, there's maybe a hint of something predatory to his expression.]

I find it curious, aye, to be plain, that we can be so long at sea without fear of outside attack. Pirates, and the like. This place is grand enough, but hardly impregnable. Has anyone considered proper fortifications for it t'all? A blockade, perhaps, or cannons? Or something a sight more modern, I understand there's all manner of things not common to my era.

Thanks be to you, listeners.

[A casual salute, and cut feed.]