[network] @[static]; Consolidation Theory, Part Five [open] [leave warnings in subject lines]

[snowblindmods]

[This post begins with an off-putting series of electronic screeches and hisses, like someone is trying to send a fax over the wrong line.]

Consolidation Theory Part Five OOC Post

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@[black static]; text; cw: cannibalism, self-strangulation

[rubikscomplex]

[House picks up the tablet first. Like hell is he not trying to reach out.]

whoever the hell can see this
we're down in some groady ass cells with the people with red lines
we've all been drugged
the people with the lines went insane and attacked people
but don't remember it

robert miller did it
is doing it
contact the admin
contact andromeda
try contacting winter, jia xu, or shelley derricks

[Along with the text is a video, one House did not intend to send. It shows the older man chained to the wall of a grimey cell by a metal collar. He's at the end of it, clawing desperately at the ground and yelling at a red person attached to his leg near the ankle. He's begging the to stop, screaming at them to stop treating him like a goddamn piece of meat if they aren't even going to ask him on a date first.]

@hsiaoke; voice

[heavensreader]

[However horrifying the video is, when Kesara's voice comes through it is the most steady, steeled professional tone that House would ever have heard from the girl. At last, Norfinbury has given her something direct to do. She feels like after weeks of wandering, she finally knows where she is.]

Dr. House, is that you sending the message? Are you still being attacked right now?

@godsend, text

[termineur]

How many new people were taken? Your username isn't showing up, in case you can't see it- it's just black static.

Can you distinguish the people with the red lines? We can't tell in the video who it is.

@zd; text

[swatsflies]

Shit. GH

[ He stops from asking if he's okay. He could see the video and anything with Miller attached is not good.

And it's House. He wouldn't want the concern. So let's focus on being useful. ]

Eve is already working on it locating you guys.

text; @??? [warnings; injections, needles ]

[darkincrement]

[ The username shows up as @░▒▓▒░. ]

Hey buddy.
Miller decided everyone with lines needed a time out.

[ So he didn't leave. And he needs him to know that. ]

Tell Five Stars he can have a jello cup.
I know how many I have in there. I'll know if he takes more.
I'll see you later.

[ Yup. That's good enough, right?

Though it seems like that's not all. A video follows the message.

Vanitas is trying to back away from from static figures, but looks sick as soon as they draw near. Grabbing his forehead to keep the room from spinning. He is then dragged to a hospital bed. Strapped in and wheeled out to a surgery room. Different static things from those that brought him there proceed to stick and prod with needles and IVs. He can't fight any of it... ]

@godsend, text

[termineur]

[ Gabriel watches the video twice before he responds. ]

Vanitas? I'll tell him.

Any idea where you might be? I've got a chocolate bar to deliver.

[ As well as some major pain for Robert Miller, but they'll get to that eventually. ]

text; @░▒▓▒░

[darkincrement]

[ After a moment, he decides to send a second message. ]

Five Stars,
Miss me yet?
Just because I left my stuff there, doesn't mean it's free to take.
I'll be checking it when I'm back.

[ Yeah, he has to be a shit to him, but it's the only way he knows how to say Don't Worry and he's still the same.

A video of a conversation follows. ]

@[scrambled]; audio; cw: blood, biting, asphyxiation

[cahooted]

Hello? Helloo, is anybody getting this? Anybody still out there with the snow? Maybe wondering where everybody went? ... Hopefully mounting a big heroic rescue mission, that would, that would be great?

We're in some underground... jail... thingy and it's all very, uh, what's the word. Horrible? I don't remember--

Actually, I don't remember anything from last night.

So your typical Norfinbury Thursday, I guess. Or Tuesday, I don't really know if it's Thursday, that was just, it would be? In my world? If I were in my world, which I am not, so, it's just more of a general guess and, is anybody getting this?

[This message, too, comes with a video attached.

Flynn is chained to the wall with one of the metal collars. A red figure is hovering nearby, then suddenly starts biting his arm - hard. Flynn's crying out, tearing wildly at the collar holding him in place and gasping for air against the restraints and with growing panic. He's yelling at the person to stop but they keep doing it over and over, his arm getting covered in more and more bite marks until it is oozing with blood.]

@zd; text

[swatsflies]

[ He doesn't trust his voice at the moment, so he's sticking to text. He can feel his stomach drop as he watches the video a couple of times. He feels sick and pissed. ]

Hey, man. We're getting this.
I contacted Eve. As soon as we know, we'll go rescue you.

@bucky; audio

[advanced]

[He usually responds by text, but if the video he's seeing is accurate then it's more than likely that text won't be a capability of Flynn's at the moment. His voice is low, gravelly, and tightly controlled.]

I hear you.

[Bastards. Taking them again, it's the Tower repeated and it's making him sick.]

We're coming for you, okay? Just hold out.

@(static); audio; cw: hair pulling and forced removal

[lacecase]

[It takes awhile for Ginger to think of something to say. She can't bear to be seen on video footage as she is, and her emojis are gone since this isn't her tablet, so she settles on audio. She sounds...well, frightened, her voice hoarse.]

Has anyone...has...has Eve said anything? Oh, God, I miss you all so much.

[The video attached shows the red figures grabbing at her hair, cutting it away with a broken piece of glass and pulling it out in chunks, leaving blood and skin and uneven patches of blonde behind. She's crying, of course, but she's not strong enough to hold them off, not even a little, and she can't run away from where she's chained by the collar at her neck to the wall. No one answers her when she asks why they're doing this.]

@zd; text

[swatsflies]

[ He is upset, so he can't bring himself to responding in voice. But holy shit, Ginger. ]

Hey, Ginger.
Eve is working on tracing the source.
As soon as we know, we'll come get you.
Just hold on a little longer, okay?

audio

[fifty]

Ginger! Ginger, oh my god, who did that to you, I can't--they're like, blobs, just--just tell me who it was, and--and I'll--

[...Do something? He doesn't even know where they are, but he's furious and horrified all the same.]

Where are you? Is England there?

@(static); cw fingernail torture, hair torture and general gore

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

[ Broad messages to the network are not his thing, Will usually only pipes up when he's got important information.

When he gets the tablet for a brief period of time, he thinks about it for a moment, then keeps it short, sweet and to the point. ]

We're all victims down here.

[ The text is shorter than the video. It shows a red figure grabbing an already beat and confused Will Graham. He appears to have chunks of hair ripped out of his head, and keeps spitting something towards the ground.

As he's held, more red figures come spilling past, handing something to the one grasping Will. It's hard to see what but they appear to be small and shard like, coated with blood. He merely grunts through the first couple times these shards are driven under his fingernails, but as it continues (what feels like an unending line of red figures) he begins to scream. ]

@zd; text

[swatsflies]

[ Frickin' hell. ]

Eve is working on getting a trace on you guys.
Just give us time, okay?
We'll get you out of there.

@bucky; text

[advanced]

[Damn it, how can this be happening again? And why is he always the one on the outside having to watch? Not that he wants to be tortured, not ever again, but this-- watching other people go through it and being unable to help, it's a torture all of its own.

He doesn't like Will from the small amount of interaction they've had, but he's not about to let him go without comfort if he can offer it, not in a situation like this.]

We're working on finding you. Try to hold on.

@[reds static] text

[0thingsonmymind]

thereare
cells
butno
bars

the bl ue wall doesnot work for
all
but itkeeps
r e d
in

*Like all the others, a video comes along with the text. In it, a red marked man seems to be trying desperately to get away from something. As there's nowhere for him to really go, he just ends up wedging himself under the cell's bed.*

@zd; text

[swatsflies]

[ HE KNOWS THAT WAY OF TEXTING

and then seeing the video confirms it. ]

Hey Brian.
Are you alright?

voice/text @[RED STATIC]

[warriorscribe]

[The voice is Enoch's - he's sounding miserable as he always does, and his voice wavers in moderate ambient pain, and he seems unfocused, but there seems to be no physical injury affecting his ability to speak directly.]

We were fine. And then he drugged us, and-...we keep losing time. My memories end where they shouldn't.

He has static...people. They cause dizziness. Like that time, when we were evaluated. Our names - wasn't the sender of that message about evaluation entirely distorted like this, too?

I hoped the hunch I had over his...value on "learned helplessness" was wrong. But I-

[He makes a sort of whimpering sound as he cuts himself off.]

He either made the cult sickness, or was its first victim. I'm almost certain of it.

[The audio ends. A video is attached, showing Enoch wobbling on his feet, collapsing into the wall. He's muttering to himself...about the "evaluation", no less.

His head snaps up in sudden realization. "Lord, no. Shit!" He lunges at the front of his cell, pounding on the barrier that may or may not be visible. "Robert! Was the computer yours?"]

[Shortly after, he adds a text component, attempting to ping the admin the way she'd been drawn to one of Clayton's posts so long ago.

As this is its own message, it comes with a video of its own, showing Enoch curled up on the floor of his cell, too dizzy to move. Someone offscreen makes a noise and Enoch raises his head, only to whimper and lay it down again, covering his eyes with both hands.]

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[cosmicwords]

We're here, we're still alive...

If there is anyone in here you would like me to contact, please let me know, I'll do what I can.

[A video is attached...

chaos is chained to a wall with a collar around his neck. In front of him are crimson figures that seem to have just stopped tearing into him long enough to tear into each other. He cries out, begging to the stop as he strains against the collar at his throat...]

@░▒▓▒░; text; cw: strangulation/asphyxiation

[keepscalm]

I've got a few questions for those of you who still remain in the normally accessible parts of the town.

1. Do you have the supplies of the people who have been taken? Because the first group have nothing, and the second group only have our clothing.

2. Do you remember anything at all of the night the second group was taken? Some of us resisted as we were grabbed.

3. Has anything unusual been happening outside of our disappearance?

4. Have Eve or Robert Miller made any announcements as to what may be going on?

Pardon the interrogation. We can't see what anyone's been saying in our absence. Thank you in advance for your cooperation.

[Attached is a video. It's England from the chest up, already very bloody, thrashing in anger as he's clawed at and beaten; in response to his resistance, a red figure yanks at the chain binding England's collar to the wall. It forces a choked sound out of him, but the moment he's able to shift to release the pressure on his neck, the figure yanks again. And again, and again, as England's face reddens and his eyes go glassy.]

audio

[fifty]

England oh my god your neck-- [This answers none of his questions.]

@zd; text

[swatsflies]

[ :< Oh shit. Just going to focus on keeping his fingers from shaking as he goes through each question. ]

1. Yeah I think so.

2. I slept through it. :( There are signs of a struggle though.

3. Nothing unusual as far as I can tell.

4. No announcements. I contacted Eve. She said she's trying to trace the location. She hasn't been answering.

I'm sorry man. How's your neck?

@░▒▓▒░, text

[rattlingthestars]

[ It turns out that typing with one hand is actually really annoying. It's like the early days of learning to type all over again, and Jim doesn't have the patience for it with the amount of pain he's in. That's why the message is short and sweet: ]

It's Jim, I'm alive. They took me, but not Morph or Mochi. Kunsel didn't make it down here either, has any one heard from him?

@zd; text

[swatsflies]

[ Relief floods him and he can feel tears welling up. It's Jim! Jim is on the network. He's alive. ]

JIM
HEY
I have Morph and Mochi. They are with me.
Are you okay? How are you?