Characters: Anyone in the Bunker
Location: Bunker
Date: Let's go with January...
Summary: Mingling in the Bunker
Warnings: Add to subject line!

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Characters: Bunker inhabitants! Visiting anomalies? COME SAY HI
Location: The bunker and its immediate surroundings
Date: Uhhh we can just make this the mingle for the ooc month of december? Since it's the holidays and everyone is slow and yeah
Summary: BUNKER MINGLE
Warnings: Add em in subject lines!

( MINGLE ALL THE WAY~ )

[In another life, Roland knew better than to apply his political principles to a survival situation; he'd learned that acting as though he were incapable of suffering only served to alienate himself from the others, and failed to keep panic from breaking out. Roland was not the leader the people looked to, here - the United States he'd led was an entirely different nuclear crater than the one they lived in, now. Here, he was just a man.

Unfortunately, the Roland who learned that lesson is now an Anomaly. This Roland hasn't come to terms with such things.

Roland withdraws from his companions and stamps down all of the hopelessness and despair of his situation before lighting up a confident expression and starting up a broadcast. Not a trace of his usual dry and sarcastic self remains, having long been eaten by illness and depression. It was far easier to act 'presidential' than it was to be himself. This was a finely practiced persona that required zero effort on his part. Now, someone had to be the bearer of bad news, and at home, the job usually fell to him. So, here goes, or whatever.]

I have to admit I'm not a big fan of "social media." I'd hoped to meet all of you in person, by now, but it seems that's going to be more difficult than I'd imagined.

So, to those I haven't had the pleasure of meeting, my name is Roland Crane. In my homeworld, I served the people of this country as their President. But I don't address you as one now. I intend to get to know you as your friend. [Or so he'll have you believe.]

...I cannot speak to the experience of the people who have lived in Norfinbury much longer than my mere two months here, but I can say with certainty that these past two weeks have been particularly difficult on me. But each of my travelling companions has been an inspiration, keeping eachother motivated and alive, as all of you no doubt do for yours. I am grateful to have come here. I am truly blessed to have met America, England and Ginger. And I am grateful to have met all of you.

And now after such hardship, it seems all of us have yet another burden to endure. But we're going to get through whatever it is this symptom portends, same as everything else.

[In other words: yes, there seems to be big problem. And if Roland knows about the lack of food, he doesn't mention it, not wanting to incite a panic. Even through such a sinister lie, he smiles:]

I look forward to seeing this through with each and every one of you. Thank you, and may God bless you.

[That last part is spoken out of habit, and came across as disingenous even before he learned the truth of his universe. So yeah, everything is obviously fine. Clearly.]

Characters: Buildings 320 and 317
Date: 410 evening for the former, 413 morning onwards for the latter
Summary: A pair of dads crash the least kidnappy kidnapping ever. Angel wakes up from a nap. Bester is cute af probably.
Warnings: Subject lines!

( WITTY CUT TEXT!! )

Characters: Anyone in the Bunker!
Location: Bunker, Building 326 (high school), and Building 317 (hot shower house)
Date: Day 404-409
Summary: Goings on in the bunker post-event, and travel outside for House and Will. Brought to you by this cover.
Warnings: Please add them to subject lines, but likely body horror discussions, examination of vomit.

( There doesn't seem to be anyone around... )

Characters: Anyone in the bunker!
Location: Anywhere in the bunker!
Date: Any time during the No Such Thing event
Summary: Miller's back, so that probably means Bad Things
Warnings: Put them in subject lines!

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[Now that everything seems to be working again...sorta, it seems like the tablets are on the fritz which is...terrifying considering that's the only thing that's got any music left.]

Hey uh...

...look I'm not really big on apologies but I just wanna let you all know that I'm back to normal now and...and-- [This is hard.]

--I'm sorry for acting like a complete butthead.

So if you didn't see, the idiot evil version of me broke my Zune. And that means no more music, except what we got on the tablets. And now the tablets are freaking out so that's just great.

The Zune was...important to not only me, but to all of us. It's been there for me, us, during the worst times ever. And even if it's gone, it won't be forgotten. [Is this a eulogy? Maybe.]

Anyway, if you got links to any music, maybe we can put 'em all together here in one big thing. Cause that's all we got left.

[He's not about to cry, no.]

Characters: Bunkerlings. Bunkerlets. Bunkerbabbs.
Location: GUESS WHERE? IT'S THE BUNKER
Date: Day 395 - day 401 so it cuts off before the event on 402
Summary: It's yet another bunker mingle because Terri and Mis told me to and Cherry agreed and look peer pressure is scary okay please stop judging me I'm very fragile
Warnings: Put em in subject lines!

( bunker bunker bo unker, banana fana fo funker, fe fi mo munker )

Characters: Everyone listed here
Location: All around Norfinbury
Date: 395 (night)
Summary: A bunch of snobos try to replicate the success of the seance hosted by Will Graham on night 320.
Warnings: General Norfinhorror warnings/unknown. The previous seance event included descriptions of dissociative episodes and loss of bodily control.

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[As usual, Stephen doesn't show his face on the network. He sounds tired, but that isn't new, either.]

Good evening, Norfinbury.

As most of you will recall, two months ago we were able to contact the...remnants of the former residents of Norfinbury and of the people subjected to former sessions. We discovered that they had become a kind of digital hive mind; they were interested in helping us, though they were limited in the ways in which they could interact with us. Since then, particularly since we located Andromeda's body, the town has been going quiet--you may have noticed the feeling of emptiness in many of the houses, particularly those that formerly may have seemed to be haunted.

I propose that we attempt contact again. It's possible that the data ghosts are...dead...but if there's still some remnant of them residing in the recesses of the network I'd like to re-establish that contact, ask their advice, ask whether they have any additional assistance they can offer us at this time...and ask whether they have any final wishes we can still carry out on their behalf.

The seance will take place in three nights' time, on the evening of day three hundred and ninety-five. I have...some experience in spiritual matters, and can provide guidance for anyone who is unsure how to open themselves to that form of communication. Those who volunteer should be aware that the process was...unpleasant for some of us. You may have an out of body experience or undergo an upsetting vision. Those who participated before can share more details if you are concerned, but as far as I'm aware no one was injured in the last attempt.

...And thank you, in advance.

[The OOC post can be found here.]

Characters: Angel, Beckett, Enoch, Squalo and Xanxus
Location: Building 316
Date: Day 381, evening/overnight
Summary: MINGLE TIME MOTHERFUCKERS
Warnings: Put em in your comment headers nerds

( uhhhhhhh witty cut text )

((OOC: The first and third parts of the message is OPEN. The second part is SEMI-CLOSED to anyone with access to the Shadownet - a text only app created by Winter. It works within the Bunker. Please see this post about Shadownet distribution.

John's death price is that he can't interact with anyone. He won't see/hear messages, so he won't be responding to anything.))

Part 1 - OTA
[John wakes with a start inside his body bag. There's a momentary sense of absolute panic as he claws his way out of it, and gets off the slab he's been lying on. It's a moment to get his bearings and realize that he's in the hospital morgue. That's... not as bad as it could be. And he's fairly certain all of his memories are intact. At least one of the most important ones. John goes for his tablet first.

It doesn't even occur to him that Mary's been silent since he woke up. He can occasionally see her standing off to one side, but other than that, he's focused on the present, not the past. John double-checks the network, but there don't appear to be any new posts. Good. That means he's probably woken up the morning after being killed. As far as inconvenience goes, that's a minor one.]

Everyone, this is Dr. John Watson. Please listen closely. Rhys is in severe danger. His last known location was Building 317 on Dr. House's map. Please, if you're anywhere near there, go and check on him. He was injured during a fight a few days ago and Mr. Beckett attempted to kill him last night. I tried to stop him, but was killed in the fight. I don't know if Beckett succeeded. If Rhys is dead, Beckett may be a danger to others, particularly Enoch. Please watch out for him and please someone check on Rhys and Enoch, physically, if you're able to do so.

[He sends that out and waits for replies. And waits. John gathers his things and leaves the morgue, heading upstairs. When there still isn't a reply, he decides that maybe everyone has... somehow headed to the bunker.

'Or there's something wrong with the network,' Mary suggests. It's the first time she's spoken since John had woken up, and he glances over at her with a furrowed brow before switching on the Shadownet.]

Part 2 (half an hour later) - Shadownet Access Only
Hello? Is anyone there? This is John. There's been a serious incident. Beckett attacked Rhys last night. I died while trying to defend him. Rhys may still be alive and Enoch may be in danger. Please, could someone respond?

[Another half hour goes by as John begins walking. And then another. It's two hours later before he switches over to the regular network again. Mary's close to him now, fingers laced with his free hand.]

Part 3 - OTA
Please, I don't know what's going on, but this is Dr. John Watson. I'm heading toward Residential Zone 3. If anyone can see this message, please respond. [He looks to the side as Mary speaks up, the woman only in his own mind.

'John, I don't know there's anyone there.'

But they have to be there. The whole bloody town can't disappear overnight.

'Why not?' Mary asks.

It's a simple question, but it's absolutely chilling.]

Sherlock? Please, answer me. Alfie? Royce? Bucky? England? Stephen? Tess? Kunsel?

Anyone?

Characters: John Watson, Rhys, Enoch, Beckett, Stephen Strange, Nathan Young, David Bouchard
Location: Building 327 and Building 317
Date: Day 377 and Day 378
Summary: Meeting up with Stephen and co for antibiotics and then mercy killings in the clinic.
Warnings: Possibly character death, violence

( Who see with blinding sight... )

[The second part of the message is OPEN. The first part is SEMI-CLOSED to anyone with access to the Shadownet - a text only app created by Winter. Winter is an NPC that you'll read about in the Survival Guide, but the basic primer is that she's a Russian AI who has been periodically contacting the Snowblind characters and trying to help them to some extent. She has been encountered in multiple events and aided characters in making private messages actually private.

Please see this post about Shadownet distribution. These are also characters who currently possess Shadownet. Anyone traveling with these characters will likely be able to read messages on Shadownet through their travel companions. We've found that a copy can be made for a character at the elementary school provided they have an existing copy and the keycard currently held by Ecks, which allows the characters to use the copy machine there.]


Shadownet Access Only
@dulcedeleche
Winter, it's John. I don't know what you did, but whatever it was, thank you. I honestly thought the Admin might be shutting everything down on us. I hope you can get back in contact with us soon and that you're okay. We did find Andromeda. Her body, at least. It's very likely there's a back-up of her elsewhere like you. I'm so sorry, but she was attacked and killed by the cultists. We downloaded some sort of program from her, though. We're trying to get it decrypted. Hopefully, that will happen soon. She gave this to us. Whatever happens when we make it through the bunker, she made it possible for us to keep going. We're going to make it to the center of Norfinbury and we're going to stop this for her and for you. I promise. Bullet points below covering Day 357 through Day 367.

Open to Everyone
This is Dr. Watson. Please find a summary update of recent happenings below. For anyone new, an archive of my previous summaries can be found HERE. I'm available for medical consultation as one of the medics here. Please let me know if you need anything. I'm running an on-again, off-again blood transfusion service for those with severe MN Poisoning. It's only a temporary reprieve from symptoms, but blood transfusions from healthy donors have proven to alleviate MN poisoning symptoms for up to two weeks.

( Additional Information )

Hello. I believe this may be my first communique, so allow me to introduce myself. My name is Dr. Hannibal Lecter. I am a psychiatrist with deep and extensive experience working with victims of trauma. Many of those I have treated over the years had suffered terrible things, and found themselves unable to fully remember what had been done to them. In the interest of helping them find peace and closure, and to be better able to hold accountable those who had victimized them, I have used hypnosis to help bring those repressed memories to the surface.

Those of us who were recently taken into the cells have endured a terrible trauma, and few of us remember clearly what we experienced, and some not at all. I therefore propose to attempt hypnosis to help better understand what it is that occurred. I am in particular thinking of those who were marked with red lines, for their memory loss seems particularly profound. There may be answers for you, and I would like to help bring them to light.

If anyone would be so kind as to volunteer to be hypnotized, please contact me so that we may arrange to meet.

Thank you.

[The second part of the message is OPEN. The first part is SEMI-CLOSED to anyone with access to the Shadownet - a text only app created by Winter. Winter is an NPC that you'll read about in the Survival Guide, but the basic primer is that she's a Russian AI who has been periodically contacting the Snowblind characters and trying to help them to some extent. She has been encountered in multiple events and aided characters in making private messages actually private.

Please see this post about Shadownet distribution. These are also characters who currently possess Shadownet. Anyone traveling with these characters will likely be able to read messages on Shadownet through their travel companions. We've found that a copy can be made for a character at the elementary school provided they have an existing copy and the keycard currently held by Ecks, which allows the characters to use the copy machine there.]


Shadownet Access Only
@dulcedeleche
Winter, it's John. We still haven't made it out of Residential Zone 3. They're working on the church. We've at least got another piece of the puzzle. Bullet points, as usual, covering Day 341 through Day 356. Others are welcome to fill in the finer details, of course.

Given some of the things that we've had happen since your last message, I'll go ahead and just withdraw the question about giving Shadownet to the Admin. There's a lot that's happened, Winter. None of it's cheery. I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry for everyone who's been suffering through this. They're messing with our minds and our memories. More-so than usual. I think what happened to the original residents is starting to happen to us.

Open to Everyone
This is Dr. Watson. Please find a summary update of recent happenings below. For anyone new, an archive of my previous summaries can be found HERE. I'm available for medical consultation as one of the medics here. Please let me know if you need anything. I'm running an on-again, off-again blood transfusion service for those with severe MN Poisoning. It's only a temporary reprieve from symptoms, but blood transfusions from healthy donors have proven to alleviate MN poisoning symptoms for up to two weeks.

( Additional Information )