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[knaval]

!!MISSING!!

IF FOUND RETURN TO RIPTIDE: 1 blue and white arm. pointy. detatched at elbow. still has hand on it. hand is important i awnt that back even if i dont get the arm.

REWARD: some amount of dollars. depends on if u damaged it further or not.

ALSO REQUIRED: mechanic or medic. metal guy? erik. where u at it happened again. pref someone immune to radioactive stuff

ADDITIONAL INFO: if u see glowing pink stuff on the ground around it or just in general dont touch it. (important!!!!!) energon will burn your skin off. also ifi find out someone took it and reverse engineered it ill be really upset!!!

time is a factor. thanx.

video.

[oddbod]

[If there were a way to turn on a video feed aggressively, Clara would be doing it. Her nose is pink, her hair is damp, and she looks downright peeved by something.]

Well. Happy New Year. Bit of a frosty one. [Proper, bright, but clipped.] First resolution - find out why I was just dead for an entire month.

[Aaaand there's the anger.]

It usually takes a few days, yeah? Not the whole bloody holiday season!

second bite ☣ video

[epundemiology]

[Hello network it's been awhile. Turns out holidays are stressful even when you're not actively participating, especially if you're still kind of sensitive about large crowds and loud noises.]

Ooookay, so. Learned recently that I'm not the biggest fan in the world of celebratory explosions.

[She may or may not have pulled a knife on some poor fucker. The police may or may not have been called. It was a Bad Time, Brent.]

Do those happen a lot, or is that just a once-a-year thing?

[Please tell her it's a once-a-year thing. She'd really rather not Actually Stab Someone based on a reflex, thanks.]

Ummm, also and mostly unrelated. I've got this old walkman from home, kinda sentimental value, you know? But the batteries are starting to run out, and I don't....know what kind they are. The store clerk asked if I wanted double or triple-A? And I have nooooo idea what either of those things mean. So if anyone could take a look, that'd really help me out.

Thanks. Uhh, happy new year, I guess?

1 🇺🇸 VIDEO. → ( forward-dated to 5:30 AM )

[thirdstrike]

[ The feed turns on to show what looks like-- well, a phone screen. It's 5:29 AM and Carl is "helpfully" holding his own cellphone up to the communicator screen, so that when it rolls over to 5:30, the network is treated to the loud blare of his bugle alarm. ]

Rise and shine, motherfuckers.

[ He lowers his phone, smirking into the screen now. Carl's dressed in a dark grey sweatsuit and looks entirely too bright-eyed and energetic for someone awake this early in the morning... and yet he is, and is thus now generously sharing the wealth. His thumb swipes over his phone screen to shut the alarm off, and then he sets it aside. ]

Don't worry, I'll keep this quick. [ Unless you live with him, in which case you're likely to start hearing that fucking alarm every single day at this same time. ] Know at least a few of you out there are probably hungover, too, as if it's not a fucking Thursday morning, but that's your problem-- can't expect me or any other functioning members of society to really give a shit, now can you? Fuck no.

[ Carl props the communicator up now so it continues recording, trained on him, but he's hands-free to step away for a second to put coffee on. ]

Now I already more or less got the run-down about this place, so I'll just cut to the chase before everyone falls back asleep: name's Carl Gallagher, and like I assume most of you, I turned up here with empty pockets and fuck all else to my name except the clothes on my back. Not here bitching about it, either, just figured I should pimp my hustle before I leave the house.

[ He turns on the stove burners to start readying breakfast for himself and his housemates, disappearing for just a couple seconds to find a skillet, which he then proceeds to crack four eggs into; even if he's woken up everyone in this poor house, at least they'll have food waiting for them while Carl's out on his morning run. ]

Looks like they hooked me up here helping to teach self-defense, which I'm fucking great at so if anyone needs a lesson, hit me up. I'll teach you shit you can only learn on the streets otherwise, so whether you wanna try bare-handed or learn how to use a weapon, I don't give a fuck. One-on-one? No problem either. Offer's open to all ages, affordable rates, and I'm even willing to negotiate payment plans-- just remember: Carl Gallagher. Satisfaction guaranteed every time.

You got any more questions just holla at me, we can talk more. [ And with that, he takes the list back and tips the camera a two-fingered salute, signing off. ] Later.

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[pigmypouter]

FOR SALE

4 terrible teenage boys. they are nice but a little too dramatic for me and so i'm looking for a good home for them all. one of them eats avacado on pizza so this is the better alternative to putting him down.

@ me for prices, ideally would like to keep them together but i can split them up if nessecary. will trade for less dramatic boys

[Boyfriend shaming, Blue Sargent style.]

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[lastofthebog]

Are there really people out there able to read this? I still find that difficult to believe, but even so... I suppose I just need to have a little faith.

In any case, I'm hoping that someone will have some good suggestions for me. I'd like to learn more about this world. It's like nothing I've ever seen before. The kind of place that it's hard to picture anyone even dreaming up, but here it is!

I've already given up on the idea that this is some fever dream, so I'd like to know where the best libraries this world has to offer are. A school would do too. If there are any willing to take on a student at my age, that is.

[There's a pause of a few minutes before she replies to her own post with another comment.]

And if you don't know anything about this world either, you can tell me about your own instead.

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[crimeboy]

[Akira comes on the screen, a little later at night, as if he was suffering from some insomnia(he was), sitting at a desk lit by a lamp and twirling a pen in one hand as he hovered over a notebook.]

Hey, so...! I'm trying to think up some fun activities to get someone to do with me. Someone who hasn't really had time to take it easy and let loose, who kind of really needs to. [He closes his eyes for a moment, rubbing at his chin.]

We've gone to the beach and that was fun. I was thinking about maybe a picnic when it gets warm again, and maybe sledding or a snowball fight around now... I know the best things definitely come up spontaneously, but there's gotta be a good direction to go in, right?

What are some things you feel like you should definitely get to experience while you're still arguably a kid?

[He's 17, which... I mean there's just some kind of arbitrary line at which point you become an adult, right? Sure. They must be getting close to that line, and Akira needs to make sure to squeeze as much Dumb Teenager Stuff into their remaining time as possible.]