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Apr. 25th, 2012 01:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sweetsaboteur1 . [Network Post (s)]
[Voice]
[The first post is nothing but a series of guttural screams, which end abruptly, just in time to catch the tail end of Vanille's actual question.]
-oes this work again?
[Moments later, the following appears.]
[Text]
Whoops, sorry!
Didn't mean to scare anyone!
[[If you or anyone you know have been affected by the horrifying whims of the network, come complain about it! Or offer some advice. Or whatever ]]
2 . [Floor 11]
It's been a long time since Vanille's seen weather like this. Who'd have thought that in the middle of the tower she'd find a veritable oasis? And it looked like she was alone, too! No monsters, Cie'th, or PSICOM agents in sight. She resists the urge to take a dip in the lake - she's already been warned off the water in the aquarium, and in the Tower, it's always better to err on the side of caution. Vanille doesn't much like the look of the way the water seems to fly right off the edge of the tower - she wouldn't want to get caught in that current!
Still, the rest of the floor is pretty expansive - there's rocks to climb, fresh air to enjoy, and maybe, if Vanille can climb high enough, she could take home a few of those flowers growing on the ceiling?
Well, there's no time like the present!
"Alright!" She says, apparently to herself. "Let's get going!"
[Feel free to drop in! Weather's fine~ (for once)]
3. [Phantoms?!]
[Video]
[Vanille knows not to explore the tower at night. Still, somehow she's found herself stuck in a study room in the middle of the night with nothing but shadows and a connection to the Network. And who knows how long that's going to last?]
Hello?
Anyone out there?
[She pauses, and turns to look around. Careful listeners may be able to detect a scritch-scratching noise. Funny thing is, it sounds like it's coming from inside the microphone.]
Can anyone else he-[The sound fades to static. But Vanille looks as though she's hearing something completely different, just over her right shoulder. She turns to look, and stands up from her chair just as the sound kicks back in. Nothing seems to be wrong - in fact, Vanille seems overjoyed!]
Fang?
I thought you were -
[ The sound cuts to static again. It's hard to make out, but there's a patch of shadow that looks like it's moving in the exact spot Vanille is addressing. It's moving pretty slowly, but it's undeniably coming closer.]
[Looks like Vanille's fallen for the oldest trick in the book. Any potential rescuers out there?]
[Voice]
[The first post is nothing but a series of guttural screams, which end abruptly, just in time to catch the tail end of Vanille's actual question.]
-oes this work again?
[Moments later, the following appears.]
[Text]
Whoops, sorry!
Didn't mean to scare anyone!
[[If you or anyone you know have been affected by the horrifying whims of the network, come complain about it! Or offer some advice. Or whatever ]]
2 . [Floor 11]
It's been a long time since Vanille's seen weather like this. Who'd have thought that in the middle of the tower she'd find a veritable oasis? And it looked like she was alone, too! No monsters, Cie'th, or PSICOM agents in sight. She resists the urge to take a dip in the lake - she's already been warned off the water in the aquarium, and in the Tower, it's always better to err on the side of caution. Vanille doesn't much like the look of the way the water seems to fly right off the edge of the tower - she wouldn't want to get caught in that current!
Still, the rest of the floor is pretty expansive - there's rocks to climb, fresh air to enjoy, and maybe, if Vanille can climb high enough, she could take home a few of those flowers growing on the ceiling?
Well, there's no time like the present!
"Alright!" She says, apparently to herself. "Let's get going!"
[Feel free to drop in! Weather's fine~ (for once)]
3. [Phantoms?!]
[Video]
[Vanille knows not to explore the tower at night. Still, somehow she's found herself stuck in a study room in the middle of the night with nothing but shadows and a connection to the Network. And who knows how long that's going to last?]
Hello?
Anyone out there?
[She pauses, and turns to look around. Careful listeners may be able to detect a scritch-scratching noise. Funny thing is, it sounds like it's coming from inside the microphone.]
Can anyone else he-[The sound fades to static. But Vanille looks as though she's hearing something completely different, just over her right shoulder. She turns to look, and stands up from her chair just as the sound kicks back in. Nothing seems to be wrong - in fact, Vanille seems overjoyed!]
Fang?
I thought you were -
[ The sound cuts to static again. It's hard to make out, but there's a patch of shadow that looks like it's moving in the exact spot Vanille is addressing. It's moving pretty slowly, but it's undeniably coming closer.]
[Looks like Vanille's fallen for the oldest trick in the book. Any potential rescuers out there?]
