⊗ 02 [voice]

[fledgeling]

[There is the sound of metal-on-metal, and then Hope huffs angrily]

Is there a universe where clothing sizes actually make sense? Because I think I'd rather go fight Galactus or something instead of dealing with this.

ALIGN 01 ☰ VIDEO | MIRROR NETWORK

[grimreaping]

[ Kid hasn't had cause to make a network post yet, and given the importance he's placed on this one, he looks even more serious than usual, the expression at apparent odds with his age. He's using the mirrored network as instructed for this message to prevent it from being monitored, though his ID is attached unfiltered. ]

Earlier this month, several of the Young Avengers went to Brycha, Michigan, to investigate strange goings-on there, and also to find information on the Hornets. At an abandoned warehouse on the industrial waterfront, a laptop was discovered. The laptop has been wiped clean, both of data and identification information, and of physical traces like fingerprints.

There are currently people working on this to see if anything might be recoverable, but at present, the only thing we have is the following message on paper which was left with the laptop, which I've reproduced here precisely:

A rich vex, lo!
A Canonical Testing Mirth.
A lore hunk.Some things of interesting note: the particular capitalization in the middle line, which isn't mirrored on the other two lines. "Canonical" could refer to either its religious meaning or the encompassing of any literary body of works as genuine. I haven't had any luck in identifying if this is supposed to be a formal style of line and syllable length, although it could be a variant of haiku called ku-matagari, or segment straddling, which is a contemporary style.

[ Someone is a fountain of useless trivia... ]

We haven't had any luck yet deciphering its intended meaning, so any speculation or conjecture might prove useful and would be welcome.

video

[beneathbluerafters]

... As much as it disgusts me to use this device, it seems the most efficient way to reach as many sinners as possible. May Croatoan forgive me for my transgressions in his service.

[ ... Okay, Klarion's looking a bit weirder than usual today. Maybe it's the wild glint in his eyes, the paler-than-usual skin, and the singed hair. Or, y'know... the goggles strapped to his forehead and the huge leather jacket that he's wearing over his usual clothes. He also has some kind of makeshift rosary around his neck, strung together from gears, bits of wire, and an ornate, antique clockface that Shade might recognize from his now-empty mantlepiece. ]

For too long, this world has forsaken the god in the machine, he whose steam-driven breath drives our very livelihood! I look around and I see a hollow, damned world powered by false numbers and invisible, soulless workings, a world that has forgotten the Iron Angels and cogs of our maker!! For the sake of your souls, repent! Repent and--

[ Teekl nudges his way under Klarion's arm and into the frame, staring straight into the camera and meowing up an agitated storm, before Klarion gently but firmly pulls the cat out of the way. ]

... Repent, and save yourselves.

Croatoan Abides. Blessed be, ye sinners.

(( Klarion's been struck by lightning! if you have any questions, feel free to PM me or hit me up on plurk at sonopants o7 ))

5 - ☆ - AUDIO

[trickstar]

[So hey, for once, it's NOT a video of Joseph. He usually likes to be the center of attention, so what's up with that? In fact, he sounds a little… scared?]

H-Hello?

This is impossible… Ugh...

Hello… Earthlings.

[…Well, isn't that odd of him. But sure enough, the tag on the communicator says Joseph Joestar, and that is his voice, and his stupid British accent. What's going on?]

This little trip to the past has been fun and all, but I really need to be getting back to my own time.

That Porter thing is disrupting my- well. You guys all know about time travel by now, right? Ha ha ha... hope so, because pretty sure I just spoiled it...

Point is, I need it shut down so my Space Hopper can function again, and I can go back to where I came from. Going over five thousand years into the past is really not my idea of a good time, so can we get a move on with getting me out of here?

[That... doesn't sound like Joseph at all, does it? This looks like the work of an enemy Stand!! Or maybe just those lightning strikes that have only just started happening lately. But who's going to put that together, anyway?]

TEXT ; id says blue beetle

[khajidont]

Hey, everyone. I’ve got some information to share, and I hope you guys have some to share too. Here’s one thing that I’ve noticed: newbies are way, way out of the loop when it comes to everything that’s happened, and you guys deserve to know. We’ve already got a few detailed accounts by Kate Bishop (she’s written up a FAQ and a guide to the Hornets. See the links? Click on the links. Seriously, it’s good to know). But what we’re missing here’s a timeline. You’ve probably been hearing a lot about imPort events being attacked, so I’ve got a little something set up here. It’s pretty bare bones, but it tells you some major events that you need to know. If you think anything needs to be added to it, tell me. It’s just so that new people coming in know what kinds of things they have to deal with (and the associated risks of attending imPort events).

But I’m just here to talk about the kidnapping in July. Here’s a little more detail for you:


In July, 2014, a summer camp was held for teenaged imPorts and natives, though they were accompanied by adult chaperones. They were due at the airport to fly home on the 22nd, but failed to do so after their bus was hijacked, taking them all to a facility in the mountains where they were forced to fight artificially mutated animals and technology. These fights were held in enclosed arenas, separate from the bedrooms they spent the rest of their time in. The bedrooms were equipped with power nullifiers to prevent them from escaping. Included in these bedrooms was a television where the recorded fights were played - and it’s almost certain that the recordings of these fights made their way into other people’s hands, probably anyone who was interested in seeing how well their technology did. We formed a search party, and we were able to help get them out. After the last person was out, the entire facility exploded. Nobody but the people who were kidnapped were found there.

I wasn’t in there. I was just in the search and rescue party. If I’m missing anything important, tell me.

The really important thing is that they still haven’t been caught. Me and a few others have been doing some digging around based on the tech we found. All of the technology was sourced from legit, global companies, and all the funds paying for the tech were wired over through several funds in Switzerland, Brazil, and South Africa. The last two were independent banks with tons of private investors. All of the chips were delivered to the States to a series of warehouses. This was a seriously global affair, but it’s looking like it’s all branching from one place.

Unless I’m seriously out of the loop, we still don’t know who did this, and we should. Did anyone else manage to find anything else?

PS: I know I'm not the only one who's noticed that everyone's been going kind of crazy. Does anyone know what's up with that? Seriously.

EDIT 1: The most important tech they've developed in the camp was a gas that induces aggression from anyone who inhales it for approximately 20 minutes, but this was a long time ago. They could have increased that time since then. Here's a list I'm starting up though:

( ugh sorry this is long CUT )