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[Sylar flicks on the video, looking bored.]

I'm no hero, but I can believe in a greater cause. [When it suits.] So tell me, who's in charge, organizing? Someone must be gathering people to fight.

And I wonder.. Is there anyone else here who can't be killed?

bereavements

[ When the feed comes on, Isaac is giving as close a smile as he can. He's not a grinning guy, so it's somewhere between a smirk and a genuine smile. He's also back in his own body. It's a good week. ]

Question. Is anyone sick of having to be in one place to check messages and send them? I don't know about you guys, but I miss phones. And texting. Texting made everything so easy. [ Not to mention, it kept people safe. Instantaneous danger alert, natch. ] Anybody able to come up with some sort of phone prototype? I'd ask if magic can convert a phone or something - cause there's magic here - but, mine is still in the cradle of the car I was driving. So, I want the next best thing. I'd even say some sort of weird telepathy thing could be cool but nobody should be inside my mind. And I don't care what you're all thinking.

[ Also, gross, being inside someone's mind. Switching gears. ]

Also. I feel like my circle of social interaction is limited. No offense to people from Beacon Hills, but I'm used to the small town high school atmosphere. Even being infamous was better than this. So, I'm looking for some friends. I have one really, [ A beat as he considers this ] really good friend. [ Because, what is he going to define right now? ] And I think I had a friend who I pissed off and then there's Erica but there should be more, right? That's what being a teenager is about? Friends and stuff? Since I can't go to school, I want the school experience.

Also, sports. I play lacrosse - if anybody knows what I'm talking about. And thanks to gym class, I've played everything from badminton (no) to basketball (sure, I'm tall) - anybody into organizing something? I even ran cross-country. So, finding some guys to run with. Could be cool.

[ He has all this excess energy, sue him. ]

Also - parties. Specifically, raves? Clubs? Anything like that here?

[ 30% hackable - Stiles Stilinski

We should talk. Catch up. I uh - I got something for you last week.

[ 30% hackable - Scott McCall

I know I called you a friend. You're like my best friend. I also know we've crossed into, you know, more territory. I just - don't know what you thought about me being full disclosure. I can get back on the network and shout it to the rooftops. I've just never been that guy. Or, had the chance to be. Anyway, uh, yeah. [ He blushes and looks away. ] Yeah.

[ 30% hackable - Erica Reyes

We're overdue for catch up. And I need to tell you something.

[ end hacks

[ And then, he turns the camera back onto the public feed. ]

I know why we were brought here and the name we can't say and all but, am I the only person who thinks this place doesn't suck? Discuss.

faceofbeau

[Anyone who's stopped by Jack's place, where Rose had been staying, since the 27th has been greeted a closed, locked door, and complete silence. No answer. No one has come out. No communication whatsoever has come from within. That's changing now. Jack appears on the screen, smiling widely. To someone who doesn't know him ~~very~~ well, it probably even looks genuine.]

Looks like I might've missed a couple visitors the past few days. Sorry if you stopped by, I've been a bit busy; seemed like time to rearrange the place a little. Bachelor's pad is more my style anyway.

[ 100% Encrypted | Private to Jim Kirk ]
[The grin is still in evidence here, if a bit more cracked, wider. Impossible, really.] How does a night at the bar sound?

[ 100% Encrypted | Private to Clara Oswald ]
[His face is blank. Seemingly calm, quiet.] I know you were close with Rose. I'm sorry. She has a lot ahead of her still. A lot of good. [And a lot of bad, but she doesn't need to know that.]

[ 100% Encrypted | Private to Kyle Rayner ]
[He wears a blank mask here. He's seen Kyle's comment on the network, and there's the tiniest trace of guilt to his tone.] I'm sorry. She's gone.

[ 100% Encrypted | Private to the Doctor ]
[The smile's gone. His face blank, tense, tight. Only the slightest twitching at the corners of his lips gives any indication to how truly upset hs is.] She's gone, Doc. Just like your younger self. She disappeared, overnight. I don't know what- [And there's a pause, before the word is almost spit out, with the barest trace of bitter, anger,] purpose she might have served, but- it's over now.

unetrustworthy

[Midii had a very specific reason for addressing the Network today. One which, in her usual fashion, she delivered simply, concisely, and to-the-point:]

I want to learn how to use encryptions.

[...actually, she wanted to make it publicly known that somebody was 'teaching' her, so they wouldn't realize she already knew. So she could start using, should the time come when she found herself wanting to privatize her conversations. But, as she could only navigate up 50%, learning how to strengthen her privacy would help even more.]

bacondivination

[ The screen seems covered in a strange, shimmering green fire before an image within it appears to show a space on a rooftop. Loki, unsurprisingly, has found a way to cheat the restriction that terminals are stationary. He's magically broadcasting what he's doing before the camera so he has plenty of room to work, and everything is faintly distorted. ]

There, that's a good start. Attention witches, sorcerers, warlocks, and others of general magical ability. There are too many of us to be playing fast and loose with our craft.

[ With a gesture, everything focuses on a pentagram of a few feet in diameter. Ancient Norse runes ring around it, and they carry suggestions of protection and power for those that might have an idea about that kind of thing. ]

This is a basic inverted warding circle. Magics inside it have a Hel of a time getting out unless the lines are disturbed, so it's generally quite useless. If you're going to be doing something experimental, use it or something like it. Chalk out the lines, write the runes anti-clockwise, and play to your heart's content.

[ A pause, and he points to one particular marking. ]

Don't get that one backwards. It will turn the nearest equine creature inside out. I've seen it happen, and it's not pretty.

[ Then he claps his hands briskly, looking pleased with himself. ]

If you don't follow this basic magical etiquette, I will set you aflame in your bed while you sleep and won't care a whit as you burn. So let's all be polite to one another, get along just fine, and not be on fire.

[ Whoops, getting a little dark there. Loki smooths out his expression and shrugs. ]

If you've any questions, just ask a professional. I'll be about once I get elsewhere.

[ The fire vanishes, showing Loki's empty home until he pops up on camera briefly to end the video. ]

zinthosmantra

To everyone who has found themselves in someone else's body: stop. panicking.

[ This is something she has rather personal experience with and while she knows that 'disconcerting' doesn't even begin to cover it, Raven feels like she's talking down a hysterical Starfire all over again. ]

Find whomever you've switched with and talk to them. It's in their best interests to help you with any abilities or requirements their body has.

[ a pause and then she adds, in a tone that suggests she is mentioning this because she knows it's going to be necessary: ]

And don't "experiment" with what's not yours.

bereavements

[ Lincoln Lee, yes, but no, well, a person who looks like Lincoln Lee is in front of his console's camera except, this Lincoln Lee lives in the fire sector. So, his expansive suite can be seen behind him. He's not happy. Why did he sleep so late? No, better question. Why is he affected now?! ]

Somehow, I know this is your fault, Stiles.

[ A sigh as he sits back. ]

For those of you wondering, I'm not Lincoln Lee. And this switch stuff can kick in a few days late. Awesome. Guess I can join the chorus of people saying, "Find out what the fuck is going on with this?" [ He shakes his head. ]

It's Isaac, by the way. [ He mutters... ] Sleep in one freaking day...

grayatonement

[In this video, Sylar appears as a conversational and softer version of himself. He swings back and forth in his chair once before addressing the screen.]

I seem to be the latest victim in a string of thefts. Is someone handling this? The authorities, an overeager vigilante? I don't really care who it is, but they seem to have taken some weapons that could be a danger to most people. I figured you'd like to know.

[He glances down to his hands, visible at the edge of the frame. A small, blue, electrical spark dances along his fingertips on one hand. It disappears as he looks up again.]

As to the rest of you, busy with your body changes and magical inclinations.. Enjoy it while it lasts.

unetrustworthy

[The morning everything first went crazy, Midii was unaffected. She checked, just to be sure. There were no bodily changes, no strange new abilities, and she felt like herself. But there were Network posts advertising those less fortunate, and from the sounds of things, it wasn't going well for many. So she decided to stay put.]

[Today, however, she wasn't so lucky. From the moment she woke up, she knew something was wrong. The kind of wrong that actually required her to ask for help:]

I need clothes. Please. I have money, and can pay you back.

[There was a momentary pause, and a low groan could be heard in the background.]

...is my stomach supposed to hurt like this?

[Her voice might sound familiar to the select few who were around her enough. Only deeper. Older. By nearly ten years. And if that wasn't enough to hint as to who this was over the Network, she didn't block her address.]

supremefaith

[As the video cuts on Makoto can be seen in all of her Sailor Jupiter glory, she's leaning forward with her hands planted on the surface that the console is sitting on. To all intents, constructions, and purposes a girl in a green fuku should be adorable, but the expression on her face is filled with pure fury.

In spite of that smile she's presently wearing.

And sparks of electricity are rolling off of her skin.]

This one goes out to our resident thieves...you took something from me, a wristwatch communicator, and I want it back.

[The sharpness in her features softens a little bit, but it's not enough to resemble the typical kindly and openhearted Makoto. She's really cheesed off.]

In the interest of fairness I'll give you a chance to return it exactly where you found it, but if I have to hunt you down it's gonna be a bad day.

[And the feed cuts.]

((ooc: Makoto is yet another casualty of the thieving sky pirates.))

unetrustworthy

[As the feed turns on, the Network is greeted to the sight of a very distraught eleven-year-old. Her eyes brim with unshed tears, though the occasional flash of light against her cheeks reveals twin trails of those already fallen. For her part, she is attempting to remain calm and composed in public...but it's hard. Very hard. Her whole body is tense, and she looks almost afraid.]

It's gone.

Somebody took it.

[Her hand clutched at her chest. Where the chain normally rested. But now, there was nothing. She shouldn't've been surprised. There were thieves around. There were always thieves. Gavroche had already admitted that he took things, though she didn't for a moment think it was him. She'd never told him about the cross.]

[Then again, she'd never told anyone.]

It was very important to me. I have to get it back.

Please.

((ooc: as part of a minor plot involving things being stolen at random by certain Sky Pirates, Midii has suddenly found herself the first victim. She won't know who took it, or why, and the item in question will eventually be returned under the guise of anonymity...but she won't rest until she finds out.))

guiltapalooza

[Willow's not looking at all panicked. In fact, she looks slightly frustrated and slightly bored. She actually is slightly panicked, she's just falling back on standard Scooby procedure when in new, terrifying situations: make witty quips until a solution presents itself.]

I got here just in time to miss the party. Phooey. I get kidnapped to another dimension and I don't even get awkward enforced socialization out of it.

[A beat, and then she refocuses on the practical.] Um, so, since I guess I am stuck here, anyone want to give me a rundown on how magic works here? I'm a little scared that if I try to find out myself, something will get blown up. That's maybe more likely than you'd think.

I wouldn't mind a, a tour, either. Or an explanation of these computer terminals? They're kinda wonky. [In looks, in function, and in how they viscerally feel to her magic senses. Willow is one of that rare breed that is comfortable with both magic and tech, and she's not afraid to overlap them, which makes this whole experience extra strange for her.]

Thanks. --O-Oh, and, I'm Willow. [Smooth. So smooth. With an embarrassed smile, she clicks the video off.]

grayatonement

[Sylar turns on the console. Before the screen is a man who looks nothing like Sylar himself. Instead, he sits in a full suit with horn-rimmed glasses adorning his very Jack Coleman-like appearance. When he addresses the camera, it's confident, professional, and direct.]

My name is Noah Bennet. I'm an Agent in a very specialized division of Homeland Security within the United States Government.

If anyone here knows anything about.. potentially extraordinary individuals, or works with the U.S. government, I'd like to speak to you.

Thank you.

ironwood

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