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[shiniestmeatbicycle]

[Krieg doesn't really know how to communicate with anyone - and ordinarily, that suits him just fine. After the swear-in, however, things are so quiet, too quiet...even he, far gone as he is, can tell that something is wrong. He needs an ally.

And so he turns to the comm system, struggling and twitching to bring across his point. To him, communicating is already like speaking a language he doesn't understand any longer...but now, he's doing it without even the whispers of an interpreter.

He still doesn't quite have the hang of video, so instead he goes with text.]

SMOKE AND PURPLE BURNING BROKE THE SKY BROKE THE DAM OPEN BROKE HIM OPEN QUIET TOO QUIET NOW IF EGGPLANTS HAD LUNGS THEY WOULDN'T EVEN SCREAM SPINAL TAPS AND DRIPPY BAGS HES BURIED UNDER THE TEARDUCTS CAN THE HOUSE SHOW ME MERCY TALK ABOUT THE GOSSIP AROUND THE WATERCOOLER THE NEXT DAY ABSENT ABSENT BAD MARKS FOR TARDINESS SONNY JUST WAIT UNTIL YOUR PARENT TEACHER CONFERENCE OOOOOOH YOU ARE IN TROUBLE WAIT UNTIL YOUR MOTHER GETS HOME YOUR MOTHER WITH NEVER GET HOME SHE WILL NEVER GET HOME THAT HURTS DOESNT IT IT REALLY SMARTS SOMEWHERE IN THE RIBS AND THE SKULL THE SKULL CAME APART AND LOOSED THE BLOOD UNPINNED UNLEASHED MADE IT GO AWAY BULLETS AND GUNSHOTS REMEMBER BACK IN THE DAY THINGS WERE SO DIFFERENT YOU COULD BUY A HARMONICA FOR A FEMUR AND IT DIDN'T EVEN MISS LIKE A HYPERION GUN IM A HYPERION GUN HAVE TO SHOOT A LOT BEFORE I CAN HIT RIGHT JUST KEEP SHOOTING KRIEG JUST KEEP SHOOTING UNTIL THEY KNOW SOMEONE WILL KNOW ALL THE COLORS OF THE WIND AND THE RAIN AND THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE REDS AND REDS AND REDS AND SILVERS AND TUBES AND SLAG HES BURIED BURIED BURIED LOUD BUT QUIET MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT GO GREEN LIGHT GREEN LIGHT CATCH A RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE MAN THE TURRET SPLIT THE TORSO SPILL THE SPLEEN AND THE VOICE PLEASE SPILL THE VOICE KEEP SHOOTING KRIEG LIKE A HYPERION GUN KEEP SHOOTING





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( video o3 )

[desequilibre]

Gunpowder.

[ Good afternoon, imPorts. Your screens are suddenly filled with the face of a very grumpy, very beardy looking Musketeer who doesn't seem to want to specify why he's just saying words. Unintentionally dramatic is just Athos' way when he's unhappy. It's been a very long and trying couple of weeks and he's losing patience with being anything else, it's burrowed in the lines of his down turned mouth and his frown. And he knows his statement could sound like a threat ( let's be real, if Lucifer is watching then it's definitely a threat ) so as suddenly as he announced it he decides to specify. ]

And shot. Musket balls too. I need to purchase some. I've done my best to visit all the gunsmiths in various cities but to no avail. [ Quickly, as if he's heard this a thousand times before. ] I know weaponry has changed greatly. I do not care. I cannot be lead to believe that these things are not in production any more. This is why I have come to this. [ Talking. To strangers. On the network. ] I have the weapons already. If any of you know of any proper supplier I would be very much grateful for it. I will trade for it.

[ He's not begging. He's too good for that. ]

006 | microwaved leftovers | text

[infomodder]

Since it seems as though Kate Bishop has left us, I've gone ahead and drawn up a copy of her FAQ. You can now find it here. Considering she clearly put effort into making and keeping track of this, it's not something I'm prepared to let to go to waste. In the same vein as when she first shared this, if you think I left out something important, let me know so it can be added. Comments, questions, or remarks are welcome.

[not really but it pays to be polite]

Capsule 003 💊 (Video)

[rassera]

[Hey citizens, you're looking kind of down. Anyone in need of some cheering up? Because gosh darn you're going to get it. The feed opens up to Kaneda, who despite the bruising still on his face and neck, has a smile so bright it could make a cloudy day ashamed of itself. He's sitting in his room, wearing only his worn yellow tshirt and his orange biker pants. His room's pretty average, nothing out of the ordinary.

Except for a rather playful golden retriever puppy now bouncing across it, trying to pounce on his lap. And...tripping into it. Graceful creature, really.]

So.

Guess I've got a dog now.

[His attention goes to the puppy in front of him, hands held up as the curious animal starts to try and nibble his fingers.]

Ah ah! Behave...say 'hi'...

[His voice is more gentle than usual, finger tapping the little guy on the nose. To which the dog turns his head to the camera, nose getting closer and closer and--]

HEYHEYHEY!! DON'T EAT THAT!

[After a few moments of shaky camera, it's wrestled back, Kaneda now holding the dog in his arms. And although the screens got a little puppy slobber, that smile still there. His opposite hand reaches up, scritching behind the dog's ears a moment as he thinks.]

Capsule. That's pretty fitting for a name, huh?