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[Voice Message, unfiltered (sorry, boys)]

[feedback whine] It's Steve. If you... don't know... it's Ma... [long burst of static] ...warehouse... [another long moment of static] ...find him... node 361-a. [sound of Steve breathing quietly] ...knows I'm here... Vision, you have to stop him [garbled static, a sudden burst of sound, not unlike something heavy colliding with concrete, a few more seconds of static, then silence]

Audio Transcript

It's Steve. If you don't know, it's May. Warehouse. Find him. Node 361. A. Knows I'm here. Vision. You have to stop him.


( What Steve Actually Said )

_{[OOC: Steve won't be replying, but feel free to use this space to plot/plan!]}

Did a bit of digital adjusting and sent this frequency out to everyone who's "new" to the location and this...whatever it is.

Anyone else besides me feeling an "unwelcome" vibe? There's something these people know that we don't and I definitely am not a fan.

So. What do we do to move in properly?

I miss Gotham. The "bad" neighborhoods here are all gentrified. At home, bad looks, smells, and behaves as such.

Here's got a hipster filter on everythin.

How's a girl sposed to get into a bit of trouble if your trouble is all watered down?

Oh my, the hosts are quite.. generous. I could generate more from the drug trade I admit this city is a bit of a change from New York, but I suppose it will do for now.

Quite a building you have here. It doesn't hold a candle to my Cortez, of course, and I can think of several improvements, but it will do nicely for a start.

James March. Humble hotelier, at your service. Nice to finally get my hands on one of these cellular phone devices, I'm afraid they were a little past my time, but I've seen them used enough to get the gist.

Hello, darlings. I'm afraid you all might have me at a bit of a disadvantage. You see, I'm from an age quite without little machines, so it might take me a bit to get the hang of this typing nonsense. I can read just fine, so nothing to fuss yourself about with there.

The kind people at the welcome place were patient enough to explain things to me, but I have to admit it was all rather daunting. I don't suppose there's a sweetheart or two around here who might want to take me under their wing for a few days? Show a grateful gal around?

Things got rather loud around here pretty fast. And now it's quiet. Is that normal? Or is it just this area? Seems quiet.

( screenshot )

Oh no! Who would do such a thing?

Did you know that the only predator Bornean orangutans have is humans?

Well damn, this ain't San Angeles. Goddamn that place was fucking annoying! People too mellow, nice, uptight, and "what's your boggle" bullshit. But no matter, Simon Phoenix is here to PLAY!

And I'm fucking rich? Hot damn, and didn't even need to rob a motherfucker to get it. Shiiiit, home dog! Must have done something GOOD in a previous life! No idea what it was. Anyone seen a John Spartan? Tell him I'm fucking waiting.

I really appreciate the concern.

I'm fine.

The squirrels are sad. Please offer them cashews or hazelnuts if you have any.

They would appreciate it.


[Pepper, May & Bruce]

Would... it be too cowardly if I ask to hand out with Miss Pepper and the girls? I just... don't want to be in the building for a few days.

Bad Kitty, running away.

It isn’t nice to tell other people your secrets. He’ll be sorry about that. Come and bring your cavalry. See how long you last.

[Filter to Ben Hargreeves]

Someone told me a secret. Would you like to hear it?

[Umbrella Academy]
It should be clear that in your lack of training, you are leaving yourselves open for attack. I know you have been taught better. Look at what happened to those Poor teenagers.

Classmates of Sixes, weren't they?


[Nogitsune]
So, Nogitsune, Let's make a deal...

[ texts; Jason Todd FROM UNKNOWN NUMBER ]

» It's Kitty
» Borrowed phone. Nice person.
» Please help.
» 📍 [location linked]

[ filtered; AWAY FROM STILES/NOGISTILES/DEE ]

took Jason's phone. am OK. Todd's taxi service. It's Kitty.

Stiles and Dee are okay. "Okay".

📍 [location linked]

Stiles = own body. Not not-him. Stiles says you have to change the host. Like a werewolf bite. I don't know if I can but maybe something else will work. Vampire, witch, IDK. and then kill him. catch him before he gets another host.

Jason is here. I'm so tired. I'm sorry.

[Filtered to Super-Powered Kids (18 and younger) (this absolutely includes Lila)]
The adults are stressed, and I want to help.

We shouldn't do anything stupid like try to fight any of these new people who are giving everyone the creeps on our own, but maybe we can be spies. Like, we can use our seeming lack of attention span to our advantage and just sort of be in common places "on" our phones, but we're really watching people's movements and listening to their conversations and reporting back to a group chat.

Is that a stupid idea?
[end]

That rain was almost as bad as a Nor'easter back home. I'm glad we don't live at the bottom of one of the hills here.

Based on what the government officials say, which I don't fully believe because I have authority issues, this isn't a mass hallucination, I am a copy of myself, and everyone here could potentially use some therapy.

Hi. I'm a therapist. You can call me Harley.

[Band filter]

We're all agreed on staying inside together until this is over, right?

[Yelena]

Please be careful.

[set after Dee's encounter with not!Stiles]

Dee hasn't made it home. She's not answering her phone, texts aren't even coming up read. Tippy is freaking out and all I can make out in my very limited Squirrel is something is very wrong.

I've got theories. And this is a very clear warning that if my daughter is harmed, someone is in for a very bad day.

[Filtered Away from Stiles]

Look, I wasn't going to say anything, because causing trouble is just not a thing I actively try to do, but

I don't think the person we've been interacting with for the last few days is Stiles.

I'm not even sure it's a person. I think it might be a vengeful spirit called the Nogitsune. It possessed Stiles before and hurt a lot of people he cared about.

I think it's doing it again.

Well, well, well, I can't say this was what I thought the here-after would be, but I suppose it's better than being thrust into a black hole.

Hello San Francisco! This will be fun.

At least, it will be for me.

[FILTER: Anyone 18+ except Reginald]

I knew that foreboding feeling meant something.