[network] @ADMIN; Obituary [Day 070]

[snowblindmods]

We mourn the loss of those who have died in the time between the last announcement and this one:

Miranda Lawson
Jane Shepard

Comments

@hotstud; text; Morning 71

[rubikscomplex]

[Now that House is lucid and incredibly frustrated that they haven't found anything in Sparrow Langley's house, it would seem it's time to comment.]

guess they went down with the meeting ship
hey
so, fun idea here
how about the next time one of you hero-types thinks about hosting a giant meeting
let's not do that
we have tablets for a reason

@guardian; text;

[phaseshifter]

Much as I hate to say it, I think I agree. ﾍ(-.-ﾍ;) It isn't worth the risk, fun as it was.

text;

[rubikscomplex]

[Oh, Angel. You probably shouldn't have responded.]

just about as fun as stealing my meds, huh?
tattoos still hurting, angelcakes?

[phaseshifter]

[ Well. She could be coy and say something about not making accusations you can't prove.

Or she could at least be an honest bandit, if she's going to be a bandit at all. ]

That wasn't fun! It was necessary. I'd say I was sorry but I'm honestly kind of not ¯\(◉︿◉)/¯ I'd rather not have done it, but Rhys needed them!
If you'd just given a few willingly then it would all have been fine (｡-｀へ´-｡)

[rubikscomplex]

no
he didn't
epps is just too scared to use the resource that could help the headcase most
the one he's used himself
but now deems too dangerous even though nothing's happened to him
so he sends a kid to do his dirty work
good to know that's part of how he operates

call the admin for a medical emergency
and stay the hell away from me

[youarethebandits]

You stole drugs from this guy?

[WHAT HAVE YOU DONE CHILD

WHAT HAVE YOU BECOME]

Audio | @Rdua

[blessedmaiden]

While it was nice to be with everyone... yes. I don't want to see more people get hurt or risk their lives like this.

[She's not going to make any personal comment on this, Rydia isn't taking the death of Shepard and Miranda too well but no one needs to see her drama or anything.]

We may also consider to have meetings but only accepting people whose Beacon is turned off. Or something.

Audio

[rubikscomplex]

You do that, kid. I'll be steering clear regardless. Looks like everyone else made it, though. Someone might want to check on the building, though. See if those things are still hanging around it or if they've run off by now.

What I'd like to know is where their hidey-holes are. Way I've heard them described, they all look completely different. They have to be going somewhere once they disappear, though.

[blessedmaiden]

I'm not a kid, doctor, I'm probably closer to your age than you think. [Rydia may look like a young woman but she's already rocking her fifties] Anyway I have my beacon on, it was a bad idea for me- or whoever had it on to attend in any case.

Also, we have seen only some of them, Admin said there are more or less fifty of them... and I have no clue on where their nests could be. Considering they don't seem affected by the cold weather they may be even hiding under the ice or behind the ice wall.

@hotstud_xxx; text

[rubikscomplex]

@ADMIN

This is Dr. Gregory House, Head of Diagnostic Medicine at Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. [People wanted his real name? There it is. Enjoy, people.] I am one of the attending physicians for Rhys, username @dickcheese. We have a medical emergency. Rhys has suffered severe, potentially life-threatening injury to his chest. Request immediate assistance for @dickcheese to prevent further deterioration. Injuries were sustained as a result of Handsome Jack's, username @hjack69, actions, not those of resident anomalies.

Please confirm assistance rendered.

(not here)

[dr_unconscious]

[Clayton will remember that.]

@ADMIN

[snowblindmods]

Acknowledged.

[Rhys will be struck with paralysis--quick observation may spot the blur of a tiny spider-like thing appearing and disappearing, but it's very quick. Rhys will remain paralyzed for fifteen minutes, during which the injuries to his chest and pneumonia will repair themselves, complete with a few audible pops as his ribs put themselves in order and knit themselves back together. Rhys will feel some peculiar pressure, but no pain. When the paralysis subsides, there will be mild soreness, but nothing that bad.]

[phaseshifter]

DOCTOR GREG IS NOT RHYS' PHYSICIAN STOP STOP

[ she says like five seconds too late oops ]

[snowblindmods]

Noted. Regardless, degree of injuries was verifiable.

[rubikscomplex]

Thank you.

not here

[headjacked]

[ yeah no none of this is okay at all

here lies rhys, re-burrito'd after surgery, shaking a little from combined anger and fright

there might be tears

(there are) ]

[phaseshifter]

[ There may be tears but there are also hugs, noodlebro ]

@guardian; text;

[phaseshifter]

HOW COULD YOU

[rubikscomplex]

[ Remember how he said he was done with you, Angel? House doesn't respond. Doesn't it feel nice getting the last word? ]

text/action - @claytonator

[dr_unconscious]

[In the living room of booty call house, Clayton clears his throat and passes Angel a stern look.]

It's okay, Angel. I've checked on Rhys and he's doing much better already. Thank you for your help, Admin, and for your quick thinking, Greg. You've saved Rhys a lot of unnecessary suffering.

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[rubikscomplex]

call me that again, epps...
it's house
get lost

action;

[phaseshifter]

[ Guess who isn't cowed in the slightest by that look

THIS GIRL ]

Don't you look at me like that - he didn't want it! And [whispering. ANGRILY] if MN poisoning is linked to what happened to the last group when they lost their minds, then Rhys just got that much closer to it!

@Mnemosyne; text

[bookofnope]

Did it work? Can you confirm?

[OH NO someone has just gotten support for a Very Bad Plan.]

text; @hjack69

[youarethebandits]

I'd appreciate it if you didn't encourage my daughter to steal things again.

[You wanted more butthurt, right? RIGHT.]

action; Morning 71; tagging in late like a cool kid whee~

[starsandtights]

[Steve stares at the obituary for a really long time.]

...Son of a BITCH!

[In a fit of emotion flings his tablet across the room—where it hits the wall and then the floor with a clatter (but doesn't quite break, luckily)—and then buries his head in his hands.]