[log] Event: Metamorphosis, Part Three

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Characters: everyone
Location: all around town; note location in subject line
Date: Night 415 onward; note time in subject line
Summary: They break out and they wake up.
Warnings: extreme body horror, unreality, eldritch horror, absolutely definitely 100% include warnings in subject lines/before your comment if the subject line isn't long enough

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[notaquaman]

I feel like absolute fucking shit.

[He lets out a sardonic laugh, punching a hand through his hair.]

Which I guess means all's sorted, yeah? Shit being the new normal around here.

[A rush of air blows out from his mouth as he swings his body around to look at her.]

[athenashand]

Hm. [She takes a moment to further evaluate her physical condition.] Yes, I feel similarly.

[Though not in such terms. She holds out her hands in front of her; turns them over, makes sure they're still as she expects. Makes sure they're not rusty.] How long did we sleep this time?

[notaquaman]

Fuck, I'm not sure.

[He pulls out his tablet, tapping around on the recent feed, frowning.]

It looks like probably a day, at least, but feels like longer. Doesn't look like a lot of talking and screaming was going on while we had our beauty sleep.

[athenashand]

[Creaking a little as she does, Aigis reaches for her own tablet to confirm Nathan's observations.] How strange...

Maybe many of us were sleeping. [Too many, from the looks of the people who remained on the network.]

[notaquaman]

Seems kinda pointless, doesn't it? Putting most of us to sleep just for nothing to happen?

[Squinting and putting his tablet back down, he grinds his palm into his forehead.]

Sure it's not all as simple as that, though. Never is, yeah? There's always some kind of hidden fucking meaning.

[athenashand]

[Like Banksy!



Aigis wouldn't understand that reference. :(

She continues to look over her screen, perhaps searching for said hidden meaning.] I think more information will come shortly if something else has happened. People usually report to the network when they've experienced something strange. [Not 100% of the time, but she has observed this trend long enough to confidently say the chances are high of the same happening this time.]

[notaquaman]

[That fuckin' prick.]

Maybe one of us should post some kind of wake up call. I'm sure someone somewhere out there has to be experiencing something more mental than a bad case of bedhead.

[athenashand]

I will do it if those who usually consolidate information do not. [She's more of a foot soldier than a general, so to speak, so someone else would probably be better at it. But someone has to eventually. Preferably early enough that some can avoid any incoming danger.]

It's...strange that there has been no message from the administrators yet. [Not Eve nor Robert Miller. Miller talked to them last time people went comatose.]

[notaquaman]

And I'll do it if I get bored.

[Two kinds of people! Still, he sounds severe even as he tries to make light of it, frowning.]

Yeah, don't they usually give us a, ah...

[He snaps his fingers together as he thinks back.]

An "everything's been corrected, all fine, nothing to see" kind of watered down nonspecific bullshit?

[athenashand]

Correct. [Aigis would probably not call it "bullshit," but aside from that it's a pretty accurate description.

She then sighs, her expression falling a little.] That probably means it isn't over.

[notaquaman]

[Nathan can't help but groan at the sentiment.]

You're probably right, but I wish you weren't. You'd think Bobby Boy would get bored of us at some point.