Knevett Arms IC

WHO: Jesse Bai & Joshua Jung
WHEN: Mid-April
WHERE: Jesse's apartment, 801
WHAT: Netflix and not-so-chill
WARNINGS: Surprise cameo :P

( My mom taught my sister to cook. Not meat jello. Normal stuff, by all accounts. )

WHO: Julie Suresh & Joshua Jung
WHEN: April 17 (thereabouts...)
WHERE: a bowling alley in East Portland
WHAT: Julie and Joshua go bowling.
WARNINGS: Ball jokes

( PINIS )

DM to Carl

Thanks for the save in the tunnel. Stupidly, my arm is healing slower than my ankle. Still, I owe you one, Big C. [...] Can I call you Big C or is that sexist?

DM to Lily

Lily, [...] belatedly I wanted to let you know I got your all your messages. At the time, I was in the emergency waiting room at Sanno Hospital, or just rotting at the airport. I didn't feel like I could respond to you in a way that wouldn't upset people.

Everything you said was really nice. [...] But I just feel like I should say that, you know, I understand why you feel really attached to me right now. I think us meeting right after what happened with Adam, and then the stuff with AJ, and then me going AWOL was probably really emotionally alarming to you. Not to mention everything else going on in the building. I hope it's clear that I like you a lot and enjoy spending time with you, and I meant what I said about loneliness and helping the helper. But in the next week or month or year when you come to and wonder why you got so attached to a random stranger and his mom, I won't hold it against you. I promise.

DM to Steph

[...] Hey, your roommate seemed like he was in pretty bad shape in the tunnels. I heard you guys ended back in Taggart Hall instead of the spa. Is everything okay in 503? [...] How about you?

DM to Jesse

[...] [...] I know I never responded to your messages when I was in Japan. I [...] won't make a big deal out of things said when I guess most people thought I was getting imploded or torn to shreds by rogue samurai or something. Haha. I get it. That was nice of you to say though. [...] Yeah.

DM to Naomi

Check this out. Lol.

[...]

Anyway, I was thinking about testing how far someone could travel from the apartment building before they'd start to get messed up, and maybe it'd be bad for you to do it with a coworker. They wouldn't understand what was happening if you got really messed up, and they might freak out instead of helping. And then I thought some more about how you said you felt bad, kind of like emotionally? spiritually? when you went to Ashland, whereas I felt physically bad when I went to Japan. Maybe our types of bad would balance each other out and we could help each other as we tested distance? At the very least, we'd know what was happening and since it's happened to both of us before, we'd be less likely to freak out.

^ Tl;dr, do you want to take the train to Ashland again? [...] With me?

[...] Does anyone want to do something lowkey on Sunday? I've been reading about PowerPoint parties and thought they sounded fun. Let me know if you're interested; I want to get a headcount going for ordering food.

Thanks.

Thank you to Felicia for the thoughtful birthday celebration. It was probably a lot of fun for those who were able to attend. I just wanted to clarify that some of the "facts" about me that were shared are not true. Like Jamie Bree showed me a card that said I'd won the Guinness World Record for stuffing the most sausage into a sausage casing. I don't even know what to say that other than "no."

[ALF]

[...]

I caught up on KARMAP. Sorry if I made anyone worried while I was out of the country. Thought I should share what happened to me, since more data = helpful. Especially since it seems like for some people, the farther we get from the building, the worse we feel.

I felt okay on the way to the airport. I slept on the plane, so I couldn't tell you exactly where over the ocean things started going to shit, but when I landed at Narita my ankle felt really wrong. Like how it used to be on my worst day when I still performed regularly. My lower back and hips were hurting, too, which is what used to happen when my ankle was bad.

[...] I thought maybe being high-altitude for 12 hours was making me feel funny, so I tried practicing my audition piece as I'd been doing for the past few months. Ended up with a pretty gnarly fractured ankle. [...] Some other stuff was happening, too. Like I had a bad headache, but that could have been from tension in my neck and shoulders due to pain localized elsewhere. [...] Ah I don't care. Doesn't matter. I also pissed blood. Don't know what that was about.

There seems to be a radius of safe distance some of us can travel away from the building before weird stuff starts to happen. It seems like everyone who started feeling better once they moved into the building [...] may now be kind of stuck.

We'll figure it out, though. I hope.

[Mosh Pit]
Hey Miriam. Just going off astrology stuff Naomi has mentioned over the years, but it's not your birthday this month, is it?

[OOC: Joshua went on a very abbreviated goodbye tour ahead of his flight early Saturday morning. ( He delivered handwritten notes, as linked below, beneath the recipients' doors: )

Sayonara, Joshua...?]

Anybody know what the pads in the elevator are for? Not that I’m complaining. I was in the elevator for so long just now I took a standing nap against one of those mysterious, yet comfy pads.

[...] Should we talk about the hidden passageway? What did you guys find?

Also: a big thank you to Jesse for getting the security person off our asses. Don't know how you did it, but I hope it wasn't too difficult.

[ DM: Jesse ]

Hey, if people found stuff in the passageway, do you think you could use your [...] neat skill? Don't want to put you on the spot, though. Just feels like we were at a point where the group was finally coming up on some answers, and now we have way more questions than we ever did before. I think we could use any leg up available.

[ DM: Miriam ]

How are you doing? You looked like shit coming out of the passageway. No offense. You and Naomi okay?

[ DM: Ryan ]

Hey man. I'll just cut the bullshit. Why do we keep making out?

[ DM: Carl ]

I heard you helped Naomi out in the tunnel. [...] That was very nice and cool of you. :)

[ DM: Kenny ]

You got stuck in a tunnel? Did I hear that right? Ass too phat? Lmao, jokes. [...] Sorry about what happened. :/

[ DM: Naomi ]

Hey, some weird guy delivered something to your front door. Maybe you should check it out.

[...]

Actually no, that's not funny given where we live. I dropped some stuff off for you, very low-key, hope that's okay. [...] Also made this for you. Feel better, BY.

[ At the door of apartment 302 is a small bouquet of Easter Lilies and pale pink hyacinths. In the center of the arrangement is a small notecard, its printed "HAPPY EASTER" is crossed out. Around the print, Joshua has scrawled "Hoping you'll BEE better soon" and drawn a picture of a bee at the edge of the card, positioned so it looks like it's going for a flower. Under the bouquet is another card—or half of one, just the blank back half ripped from whatever was printed on the front of the card. ]

WHO: Naomi Surgent & Joshua Jung
WHEN: Early early morning of 2/21
WHERE: Apartment 302
WHAT: Joshua checks on his neighbor after a strange dream; Naomi makes tea.
WARNINGS: NutraPower Berries.

( Got them BIG ‘OL thighs )

WHO: Jesse Bai & Joshua Jung
WHEN: 3/25, evening
WHERE: Apartment 301
WHAT: A science experiment with a murder flask
WARNINGS: N/A

( Let's see what sort of appetite is drummed up by science. )

[After drinking a little bit.]

( [ DM to Andy ] )

( [ DM to Lily ] )

[After drinking a little bit more.]

( [ DM to Ryan ] )

( [ DM to Steph ] )

( [ DM to Jesse ] )

( [ DM to Naomi ] )

[Filtered against building staff]

Hey guys, didn't want this to get lost in the shuffle, but Lily and Ryan are discussing theories about what's going on in the building here. I think it'd be a good idea for people to pitch in their thoughts if they have them. Fwiw, statistically speaking it's really unlikely for multiple unusual events/occurrences from different causal chains to affect everybody at once at the same time, so my thinking is there's one cause behind all this. But that's just my thought. If something has happened to you that didn't make it on the list, could you let Lily know?

[...] I'll go first. When I was in the basement, I felt someonething breathing down my neck. It smelled like stale breath. And there was an awful lot of noise, like banging coming from the cryo vats. [...] And my reflection in one of the cryo vats was [...] acting funny. It was smiling at me like my dad but differently from how I usually smile. But I was really panicking, so I'll be the first to admit my perception of things and subsequent memory is probably jacked up. So, that's me.

[Miriam]
The inventor of Goku passed recently. [...] I thought you should know. [...] Happy International Women's Day.

[Naomi]
Happy International Women's Day from your friends at J. Jung Condom Emporium. This is an automated message so don't claw my balls off with a response. We at J. Jung Condom Emporium aren't arguing with 5'4.75" tall women, anyway. <-- I'm acknowledging my sexism and will learn from it. ♀

( A mini narrative that is non-essential and entirely skippable! )

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[FILTER TO EVERYONE BUT STEPH]
Hey gang. It's Steph Hale's birthday today. If you're in the mood to humor your neighbors and you see her around, give her a smile and wish her HBD. Conversely, if harmless entreaties from neighbors piss you off, forget you ever read this. Thanks.

[STEPH]
Hey. Left a Thermos with soup for you by your door. Happy birthday, Steph. :) Have a good one!

WHO: Jesse Bai & Joshua Jung
WHEN: 2/13, evening
WHERE: Joshua's apartment
WHAT: Joshua has Jesse over for a dinner date.
WARNINGS: Blowjob (log is NSFW); general idiocy (Joshua); harm rendered unto an innocent mouthguard.

( A person’s place is sacred, and for all his teasing and prodding, Jesse does respect boundaries. Sometimes. Certain boundaries. )

A large but surprisingly light box arrives on the doorstep to #302, addressed to Naomi.
( See what's inside... )

[OOC note: late Wednesday night]
( [ Drunk text to Lily ] )

WHO: Joshua & Julie
WHEN: Yesterday!
WHERE: The basement cryotherapy no-no zone
WHAT: Not obeying clear signage. Ha ha.
WARNINGS: Things are spooky, but fine :D

( You just have to choose to ignore that fear. )

If we all haven’t been scared turned off of KARMAP because of yesterday’s weird […] interloper, I learned something interesting about one of the paintings in the lobby. The one with all the buildings on fire is an artist’s rendition of this huge fire that burned down most of old Portland in the late 1800s. Apparently our apartment building was constructed right after. […] Not that it’s important but the more you know or whatever.

( [DM: Ryan] )

( [DM: Jesse] )