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ataraxion N E T W O R K . - July 21st, 2012
21 July 2012 @ 08:22 am
21 July 2012 @ 11:49 am
text, encrypted, 100% :: Charles Xavier, Charles Xavier AU, Alex Summers AU, Raven Darkholme, Angel Salvadore
Alex Summers is gone.
[ Gone, not dead. Because Erik would have been explicit about that if it was the case. There had already been two deaths, whether or not they were attributed to the happenings on the ship itself or another entity entirely, but Erik was briefly optimistic that this wasn't the case for Alex, the slightest bit of faith that the younger mutant was more than capable of handling himself with ease.
He contemplated briefly on tacking more information, but there truly wasn't anything else to be said about the incident, and he wasn't aware of whether or not Alex had known anyone well enough to form the same sort of connections he had with the mutants. It was because of that that Erik left such a brief message, encrypted only to their kind, whether or not they were inclined to agree with him at this point. ]
Alex Summers is gone.
[ Gone, not dead. Because Erik would have been explicit about that if it was the case. There had already been two deaths, whether or not they were attributed to the happenings on the ship itself or another entity entirely, but Erik was briefly optimistic that this wasn't the case for Alex, the slightest bit of faith that the younger mutant was more than capable of handling himself with ease.
He contemplated briefly on tacking more information, but there truly wasn't anything else to be said about the incident, and he wasn't aware of whether or not Alex had known anyone well enough to form the same sort of connections he had with the mutants. It was because of that that Erik left such a brief message, encrypted only to their kind, whether or not they were inclined to agree with him at this point. ]
21 July 2012 @ 10:31 pm
[ There's a bit of shuffling around. He hadn't done a video post to the network yet, so let's see here. Pushing some buttons a messing around a little until he pulls his communicator back. He's in his quarters. ]
Haa-haaa! By Jove, I think I've got this! Ah, sweet Jesus christmas, this thing is already streaming? To the entire network? Aw, god!
[ A bit frantic, he runs a hand through his hair a little before clearing his throat. He's got a peculiar accent, sounding more Australian than anything. ]
Right. Erm, yes. Aloha to my dearest victims aboard this spacecraft! This is Jake English speaking. Perhaps there is the off chance that you and I have exchanged text messages one another. I am the bearer of the rather ridiculously green text that has just recently been witnessed amongst those in the network. Those who have had the fortune to say a howdy-doo to me and possible engage in interactions with me, we meet again and here I am in the flesh and bones!
Dapper as hell, am I correct? Ha haha. Naw, I'm joshing.
A bit.
And those you haven't, I greet you with the utmost pleasure and I dare say, it would be certainly an enlightening experience to get to know the lot of you even more. In any case, what brings me to this network stream so close to whence I first arrived is the fact that I am in dire need of some supplies. I'm not readily prepared as I am comfortable with, carrying merely two loaded pistols: Beretta M9s. And true enough there are those who "have my back" so to say, there are just some things I feel naked without.
The things I need are very, very important to my being and I would be much obliged if there any sort of freaking way I could knick, borrow or somehow even have for keepsake the items listed here. If you have any of these things and wouldn't mind parting with them, I would fucking love you. Uh.
[ He wipes off his brow with his thumb, ducking his head a little. ]
My deepest apologies if that sounded out of line or a bit forward and excuse me if this comes off as a botheration to anybody who is listening, but the generosity of others would be extraordinary appreciated.
Considering the amount of different characters we have here, I'm going to list things that are likely improbable, but it is worth a friggen' shot.
I'm not sure how I could repay the debt for any of these things should it occur that anybody happens to have these items, but I'll do anything to get them. As alarming as some of these items may seem, I assure you it for nothing more than to calm my nerves and be used for self defense and security.
Get back to me and give me a holler. 008, 092!
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Haa-haaa! By Jove, I think I've got this! Ah, sweet Jesus christmas, this thing is already streaming? To the entire network? Aw, god!
[ A bit frantic, he runs a hand through his hair a little before clearing his throat. He's got a peculiar accent, sounding more Australian than anything. ]
Right. Erm, yes. Aloha to my dearest victims aboard this spacecraft! This is Jake English speaking. Perhaps there is the off chance that you and I have exchanged text messages one another. I am the bearer of the rather ridiculously green text that has just recently been witnessed amongst those in the network. Those who have had the fortune to say a howdy-doo to me and possible engage in interactions with me, we meet again and here I am in the flesh and bones!
Dapper as hell, am I correct? Ha haha. Naw, I'm joshing.
A bit.
And those you haven't, I greet you with the utmost pleasure and I dare say, it would be certainly an enlightening experience to get to know the lot of you even more. In any case, what brings me to this network stream so close to whence I first arrived is the fact that I am in dire need of some supplies. I'm not readily prepared as I am comfortable with, carrying merely two loaded pistols: Beretta M9s. And true enough there are those who "have my back" so to say, there are just some things I feel naked without.
The things I need are very, very important to my being and I would be much obliged if there any sort of freaking way I could knick, borrow or somehow even have for keepsake the items listed here. If you have any of these things and wouldn't mind parting with them, I would fucking love you. Uh.
[ He wipes off his brow with his thumb, ducking his head a little. ]
My deepest apologies if that sounded out of line or a bit forward and excuse me if this comes off as a botheration to anybody who is listening, but the generosity of others would be extraordinary appreciated.
Considering the amount of different characters we have here, I'm going to list things that are likely improbable, but it is worth a friggen' shot.
I'm not sure how I could repay the debt for any of these things should it occur that anybody happens to have these items, but I'll do anything to get them. As alarming as some of these items may seem, I assure you it for nothing more than to calm my nerves and be used for self defense and security.
Get back to me and give me a holler. 008, 092!
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