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[a_good]

With everything that's happening, we need pool our information better. There may be details or patterns we can use to handle this and predict what might come next.


1. Have any of the phenomenon in the past year resembled something from your universe?

2. If so, was it exactly the same, or was there something different about it?

3. How is it dealt with in your universe?

4. How many people from your universe are here?

5. How long have you been here?

6. Have you ever Ported out? If so, how many times? Did you return to your world, or come back with no memory of having left? Did your powers change?

7. Have you had any contact with the OTO or people affiliated with them?

8. Which part of the recent code did you receive?

9. What involvement do yo have with the government?

Text; un: @ God

[justlittle]

There was a lot of chatter when the coded message first was disseminated, but I haven't seen anyone share the full message. I guess then it falls to me to do so:

“Summon the sisters: two brings the third
fullmoon calling spider’s temple
two babes of same mother born same hour
to serve as host and host
bless the babes at spider’s altar: the spinner’s seat
Gathered chorus, voices raised, power of the world displayed
Thrice toll the bell, thrice light the flame
Thrice call the holy names.”

You can start speculating now as to what it all means.

[video] This zombie uprising brought to you by ignorance, bliss

[needlenose]

[When the video feed starts, it's uh... it's a very unhelpful shot of a bunch of shambly lookin' peeps from like the knees down. A few of 'em have some obvious blood stains on their clothing- some old, some fresh- but all in all there's really nothing to report here. Just Zed Legs and pavement. Pavement under a bridge of some kind, judging from the sound of passing cars and the conspicuous absence of much in the way of helpful lighting.]

-pid phone, work al-- oh. It's workin? FINALLY.

[You wouldn't ordinarily think someone could sound stupid and big over the phone, but here we are. Rhino's trying to get his communicator to work and is being largely useless at it. Mostly because these weirdos weren't helping.]

Who do I gotta squash t'make these lousy trick 'r treaters get lost already? It ain't even Halloween yet! ...I don't think...

[And suddenly the Zed legs are replaced by a selfie cam recording of a man in some rather unusual headwear for someone complaining about people jumping the gun on Halloween. Since it looks like his face is coming out of an angry rhinoceros' mouth and all. He also seems more annoyed than troubled by some very obvious zombies trying their best to claw and bite at him. But considering his face is the only fleshy part of him and it's currently too high for biting, there's remarkably little progress being made.]

Am I missin' somethin' here? These freaks just won't leave me alone!

[Yes, Rhino is absolutely the sort of person who would encounter zombies and immediately assume it's some weird elaborate gag. In his defense, his hometown's got a weirdo who swings around in a web-themed onesie fighting crime, and that ain't even the weirdest thing in the Big Apple this year.]

video | cw for violence

[onlydoubts]

[ Hope none of you have motion sickness. the camera shakes, as if someone is moving quickly as they're recording. then, it stops, the view changes. Bodhi has a cut above his eye, wearing his Air Force uniform, and in his hand he has a standard issue handgun. the sound of people crying can be heard in the background, he's addressing someone before turning towards the camera.

this whole situation is so very much beyond him and his paygrade. he's just a pilot. ]

- shhh, it's okay, it's okay.

We're pinned down in the store at the corner of Pine and Cherry, requesting aid - there are - I don't know what they are, zombies, I think? Multiple injuries on the scene, I've done what I can healing wise, but... it's not looking good out there.

Ple - [ glass breaking from somewhere in the distance; a scream and low growling is heard - Bodhi doesn't have any time to say anything more as something bodily tackles him from behind - the viewers will probably get a quick view of a woman, bloody and feral before the two of them go down, the camera dropping from his hand.

there's the sound of a scuffle, raised voices and the sound of a gun firing is heard. silence, momentarily - a grunt and footsteps before someone leans down to pick up the device. Bodhi looks shaken, pained and breathing deeply. Blood on his arm where there wasn't before. he looks at the camera, with wide eyes for a long moment. ]

Be careful out there.

[ he cuts the feed. ] 

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