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[ April 11th, 2015 | 10:48pm ] |
I'm sorry I'm not here right now.
Please leave your name and contact after the tone.
....
Actually there is no tone. Just leave your name and contact.
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| [Voice Post] |
[ February 6th, 2010 | 11:28pm ] |
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mood |
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The...
...The lights just went out.
I w-was here working late. Is anyone else at the highschool?
I... I have a flashlight, but that's about it.
[He's quiet for a while. When he speaks again, it's barely audible and he sounds very nervous.]
The batteries are working for now.
I can come find anyone stranded here.
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| [Video Post] |
[ February 4th, 2010 | 9:46pm ] |
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mood |
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[Sakon is sitting on the windowsill, all bundled up with a mug of what you can assume is tea. It's actually hot water since Sakky's rationing his supplies.]
It's really piling up out there. It's going to make hunting for supplies even more difficult, especially with the shortage.
We should be able to make it through until spring though if we're careful.
Ukon says he has a few suggestions for when supplies get low, having come from a rural town in the Meiji era.
[And cue the puppet coming onto the screen, artfully manipulated by Sakon. It's hard to tell if the thing is alive or not.]
( ooc cut to save your poor friends page )
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| [Voice] |
[ January 25th, 2010 | 4:31am ] |
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mood |
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[There's a yawn, and the rustle of paper and the thud of a book hitting the floor. When he speaks, his voice is muffled as if he has his arm is over the comm]
D...did I fall asleep? Oh, it's on...
[Another rustle of paper and Sakon retrieves the fallen book.]
It's become dangerous again, though this time it would appear it would be monsters wearing the faces of our friends.
I'm noticing some patterns.
I-
...
I should probably clean up the kitchen while I'm awake.
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[ January 17th, 2010 | 6:13pm ] |
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mood |
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The winter snow seems to muffle what little noise this city makes. It's become so very quiet, though watching the snow is pleasant.
Little progress has been made in regards to the investigations. It seems the more clues the city presents, only more questions come from them. I'm truly at a loss.
( Locked, 50% hackable )
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| [Text] |
[ December 19th, 2009 | 2:59am ] |
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mood |
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Elric-san, or anyone for that matter; I would advise against coming into the library for now.
The entire high school library is covered in mistletoe. I'll be moving some things to a less... festive area to attempt to get some work done without fear of it administering an electric shock for looking at it the wrong way.
Elric-san, there is something I would like to speak with you about.
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[ November 30th, 2009 | 10:59pm ] |
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[There's a yelp of pain, followed by several thuds, a crash, another yelp and a thud, then a pathetic whimper]
Wh... who put this here? It smells terrible... ow...
[ooc: Sakon met with one of Xellos's many traps]
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| [Voice Post] |
[ November 24th, 2009 | 3:14am ] |
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mood |
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contemplative |
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Autumn's brilliance fades to the dull gloom of winter. Each day, darkness falls earlier and earlier and the cold keeps us confined to the warmth and safety of the indoors. In these cold, long nights, it's so easy to wrap yourself in a heavy silence and withdraw from the day-to-day happenings.
It is so quiet.
Winter hangs in the air, anticipated by the citizens of Discedo, yet still dreaded as well. The turn of the seasons is uncaring to whatever plight it may bring. The cycle continues unhindered.
Sakky, there're easier ways to say; "It's been a while since I bothered with this thing, nothing's really happening."
A-Aa. Of course.
You spacin' out on me? Sheesh, if you got something on your mind, just spill it! I can't stand it when you clam up all the time.
Mmm. Sorry.
Eh if you're gonna be like that, put me back. I'll get some shut-eye at least.
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| [Accidental Voice Post][Japanese][Regular text = Sakon, Italics = Ukon] |
[ October 4th, 2009 | 11:41am ] |
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mood |
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[The comm clicks on to a small clatter that sounds like wood hitting the plastic device and then hitting the floor. The ensuing conversation comes in somewhat muffled.]
-summer's heat turns to autumn's chill, leafs turning from green to the red of blood. The spring's cherry blossoms have long since faded and the days grow short. Months of long nights and snow loom ahead, only to bring the relief of spring once again. Such is the change of the seasons...
...Is what I'd like to say, but Goddamn if it doesn't always look the same 'round these parts. Geez, how boring! What's a guy like me supposed to do?
I'm not entirely sure. Such expository is rather unnecessary in this place.
Sakky, I'm bored. Boreder 'n bored, I'm practically dead of boredom!
That's certainly something, considering.
Y'know what I mean. I know you've been practicin' and all but fer crying out loud, we haven't done a play in over a year!
Is that what's bothering you?
Yeah. A masterpiece like me ain't exactly made to be cooped up like this. Whassat yer writing?
A few notes. I'm stumped...
Second guessing and third guessing yourself into circles, huh?
No...
Dissimulo
Accido
Spero
Discedo...
Them's them other cities right? What about 'em?
There are others still alive in this world. I can't help but wonder if this city has forgotten that.
Maybe you should do somethin' about it?
Me? I couldn't organize an expedition. I don't know anything about fighting.
Ya see, this is why I call you useless! For someone so freakin' smart, half the time I think that noggin of yours is fulla dust 'n' cobwebs! Organizin' ain't the same as leadin'. And I betcha ain't the only one who's got questions for them survivors.
....
I'll think on it.
Yeah that's you, always thinkin'. I'm the only one of us who ever does anything.
[A soft laugh, and then a rustle and creak of wood as Sakon gets up and kneels to pick up his comm.] Hm... it switched on. How troublesome.
Bet them scientists are listening in. HEY YOU BASTARDS, I GOT A FEW W-
[The comm promptly clicks off before Ukon can speak his mind to the scientists.]
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[ September 13th, 2009 | 10:01pm ] |
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mood |
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( [Private/Hackable] )
Basch... Your brother's gone back.
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[ September 9th, 2009 | 3:44pm ] |
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mood |
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The world shrouded in white...
Strange, it looks as though the city almost wants to erase itself. The snow and now the fog, and no one knows what secrets lie behind this curtain of mist. We get faint sounds, momentary glimpses of what can be barely considered shadows.
And something is killing the monsters.
I don't think there's a need for me to say 'be careful'.
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| [Voice Post][Japanese] |
[ August 22nd, 2009 | 11:54pm ] |
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mood |
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cheerful |
] |
Hey... hey, Sakky, hold it closer. C'mon, I wanna talk into it! Gimme it!
[There's a sound as Ukon fumbles for the comm]
This thing on? Hello? The light blinkin' means it's on, right? Right! That's the 'On' switcheroo thing!
Ha! Alright y'all! Sakky got his chip out a little while back and now that he's done pukin' his guts out thought it didn't take that long last time. Damn... I got some good news for ya!
Ukon-sama is back! For those of you who don't know who I am, I'm gonna fill you in, so listen up! I'm Ukon! Masterpiece child puppet of the Meiji era created by the master himself Unosuke Koizumi and doncha all forget it!
Sakky and me, we're partners. Well, it's more like I run the show, since this useless guy can't even shake a girl's hand without road maps and diagrams. And to whoever put up those damn charms, I oughta pop you one right in the damn kisser! Geez! Tryin' to make my big comeback and some idiot's gotta cramp my style!
[It switches to video and yes, that is a red-headed puppet with very... life-life facial features waving at the comm. Sakon is slightly to the left of him, looking impartial.]
Oh yeah! Nill-chan! Niiiill-chan! How ya doing? Did ya miss me? You're okay right?
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[ August 3rd, 2009 | 12:14pm ] |
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mood |
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An early snowfall for the coming winter or one perhaps late from last year? It's hard to say, with the world enveloped in a frozen white cocoon. To some it brings a deep joy. Snow is associated with a blank slate, and winter holidays such as the new year when things can start anew. To others it brings a sense of foreboding. It signals a dramatic and sudden change in climate which may or may not be permanent.
Many wonder how they can keep warm during this incident without use of modern heating methods. If you are fortunate enough to be in possession of a fireplace, make good use of it. If not, and I know many of you who have lived here stay in the apartments which don't lend themselves well to fireplaces, I have another suggestion which I used during the winter.
You will need:
1 Futon, thick comforter or sleeping bag
1 Table, with the legs cut to about a foot in length
1 Board, about the size of the table top
1 Pot or saucepan with a lid (large enough to fit the charcoal bricks and small enough to fit under the table
charcoal bricks (heated)
1 Plate (ceramic or metal. Not plastic as it will melt)
Place the futon/blanket over the table. Be sure there is excess on the floor as this is what will keep the heat in.
Place the heated charcoal bricks in the pot, and cover with the lid. Place the pot on the ceramic or metal plate and then put the make-shift heater under the table. Make sure it isn't in a place where it is touching you or the blanket.
You now have a warm place to sleep at night. In Japan, it's called a Kotatsu and it's a very easy way for heating a small space.
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| [Accidental Video] |
[ July 30th, 2009 | 2:18am ] |
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mood |
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amused |
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[He was about to switch it on to make a regular post but one of Kusuriuri-san's scales lands oh-so-delicately on the video button. And then tilts towards the box resting beside him. He blinks as several more show up, each tilting toward the box.]
...You must be the scales the Kusuriuri lost. Shouldn't you get back to him?
[Obviously no response but Sakon's spent his whole life talking to inanimate objects, he's not about to stop now.]
Ah, you want to know what's in there? It's just my friend, Ukon. I'm busy right now, so I can't take him out. I'm sorry.
[SIIIIIIIILENCE. Sakon is bewildered and he reaches for the comm, extending his hand for the scale to rest on]
Oh, it's already on! That's good. Kusuriuri-san, I found some of your scales. They're acting a bit strange though. Should they be doing that? Anyway, I'll return them to you.
( Locked to doctors )
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[ July 24th, 2009 | 4:39pm ] |
Like an endless red snowfall. Lovely, but suffocating. Too late to try to escape it so we'll either choke to death or it will stop.
Spending so much time in the library... I've been going over and over again the information Elric-san and I have been collecting and just spent an afternoon compiling it along with a timeline.
This is information that has been gathered, to my knowledge, from the date of my arrival. If anyone, anyone at all, has anything to add to this, it would be appreciated.
( Cut to save your friends page )
[ooc: orz my html and copypasta fail know no bounds. FORGOT TO ADD IN THE DISCLAIMER THAT READS AS THUS:
Most of this is just a rewording and editing of the information gleaned from here since most of Sakon's original timeline was lost when my laptop died.]
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[ July 13th, 2009 | 11:17am ] |
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mood |
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 sleepy |
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A volcano...
That would certainly explain the poison gas and acid rain. If we're suffering these effects though, we should be close enough to at least see their source... Or it's a very large volcano.
In any case, it's best to be cautious. We know we're close enough to feel the effects of this volcano which are unpleasant if not lethal. Wearing a wet cloth over one's nose and mouth should help prevent breathing too much ash.
( Private, Hackable )
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| [Voice] |
[ July 9th, 2009 | 4:13pm ] |
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mood |
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scared |
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I-
One minute the ground is shaking, the next the fifth floor is falling...
...um...
...
...Help?
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[ June 29th, 2009 | 10:16pm ] |
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[Locked to Doctor Kureha]
I was wondering if there would be an opening for me to get my chip removed in the near future?
[/lock]
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[ June 10th, 2009 | 1:48am ] |
I believe you two have a birthday?
( Locked to Ed )
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[ May 29th, 2009 | 10:52pm ] |
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[A clatter as the comm hits the floor, followed by a whoomph which is probably it's owner tripping over the stairs. Again. Followed shortly by a whimper. It's sort of the sound a large-eyed kitten would make if it was kicked and if that large-eyed kitten was, in fact, more Sakon-shaped. It's still a pretty pathetic sound.]
Can't... why giving me so much trouble...?
What's wrong with me?
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[ May 25th, 2009 | 11:18pm ] |
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mood |
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contemplative |
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( [private/hackable] )
...Funny sort of weather we've been having.
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| [Accidental Voice Post] |
[ May 18th, 2009 | 3:15am ] |
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mood |
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sleepy |
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How nostalgic, a dream about going to the hot springs with my mother and father...
...Was that what it was? I remember something like that... my memory is usually really good.
Mmm... what time is it?
[A clattering sound as he fumbles for his comm]
Still too early to get up. ...But I feel really rested. Still, being up now, I'll be going to bed in the afternoon like an old man.
[A yawn and the rustle of sheets as he nestles back into bed and the recording times out]
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| [Voice Post] |
[ May 16th, 2009 | 12:22am ] |
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Did a lot of people just suddenly appear out of no where or am I less tolerant to alcohol than I initially expected?
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[ May 8th, 2009 | 11:00am ] |
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I think it's safe to say that this has been the longest and strangest year of my life.
Have the monsters started coming back to Discedo?
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| [Voice Post] |
[ April 24th, 2009 | 9:21pm ] |
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...
If you would please stop poking me ominously on the shoulder, I would greatly appreciate it. Thank you.
Now...
That heavy feeling? It's just ghosts and it would be much appreciated if you all didn't work yourselves into a panicked frenzy over it. It's not half as unusual as people coming back to life.
What concerns me more is why this is happening. Especially on this scale. So perhaps try clearing your heads? They're not that scary. They're just people.
Has anything unusual happened lately that might have caused this?
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