snowblindrpg | [network, text] @CaptSteveRogers; What even I mean really [open; Night 62]

Hey Norfinbury. There's been a lot going on, forgot to mention a thing. Probably not important, just weird. A few days ago Rydia and I were in a house south of the northwest park, and we found this weird flashlight. It didn't actually produce any light, unfortunately, it just. Well. I made a video.

[Steve attaches a video clip. The video shows the interior of house 24; it's still daylight, and as Steve walks around with the tablet, you can see that each room is painted a different bright color. Steve coughs occasionally. Once the colors have been established, a flashlight comes into the frame. "Flashlight on," Steve says, hoarsely, and the red wall he's standing in front of turns blue. "Flashlight off. Flashlight on, flashlight off. Flashlight on, flashlight off." Every time he says 'flashlight on', the wall changes color, from blue to green to yellow. Steve turns the camera on himself and—he's all wrong. His skin is grey, his eyes are orange, his hair is hot pink. He holds the tablet at arm's length, keeping the tablet pointed at himself while he holds the flashlight up in his other hand and flicks the switch several times. All the colors of his body, his clothes, the wall behind him, keep changing. He raises his eyebrows at the camera. "...Yep," he says, then fumbles with the tablet, ending the recording.]

So, that. Colors all went back to normal when we went outside, and the flashlight didn't seem to work out there. Just thought I'd share. I don't even know what to do with that, really, it's too strange. If anyone wants a weird flashlight that does not actually flash a light, I left it in the house where I found it.

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Can you take it apart?

I didn't try.

[Stein knows people don't generally have the same compulsion to take everything interesting apart that he does, but it's still hard to believe that Steve didn't at least try to figure out what was going on inside the flashlight.]

I'll have to head over there at some point. A location that completely alters perception has the potential to be extremely interesting.

[Beckett listens with only half attention as Steve records the message, his thoughts on the day and the journey ahead, but with the last sentence he blinks and whirls on the other man, incredulous.]

You just left it there?

[Steve is tucking his tablet away when Beckett whirls on him. He raises his eyebrows.]

...Yes?

[Oh good, what's his problem now?]

[Why is he the only professional here. Beckett scowls.]

It didn't occur to you that others might want to study this kind of artifact? It might be a long while before anyone else happens by that house.

u think thats weird?
i take it u havent been to a rave

maybe the previous flashlight owners were dance party enthusiasts

[Steve gets that this kid is trying to be obnoxious—it seems to be his default setting—but he's also genuinely baffled by this.]

What could that possibly have to do with dancing?

wheres ur imagination?
think of all the trouble the public youth could get into
dancing under the effects of strobe lights
acting like proper animals

thats what raves are all about u know
besides getting high on ecstasy

[Or something like that. He's basically talking out of his ass.]

[network, text] @CaptSteveRogers; What even I mean really [open; Night 62]

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let's pretend I didn't totally miss the "a few days ago" part...

Action!

lol let's just pretend "listens" is actually "reads"

SORRY I'M A MORON T_T

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