Vectura

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To all Vectura passengers: the ship will be docking shortly, the first port of many, and thus it would be beneficial to all if you adequately prepared yourself to exit the ship when the time comes. Please keep your communication device on you at all times, as it will notify when we plan to disembark. Questions will be ignored and it would be best if you didn't waste your time answering them.

Do keep in mind that despite all evidence to the contrary this is real. Should you be carted off to Bedlam, you will have to rescue yourself.

Godspeed.

Well, I have to say I'm relieved not to be a grease-spot at the moment, or in a horrible coma here I have awareness but no communicative abilities, but this place is definitely not quite what I had planned for the evening. But I've been reading backlogged posts for about half an hour now, so I guess I ought to follow the established procedure for new arrivals.

My name is Parker Sullivan. I lived on the first floor of Bellum Letale for about a month. I'd say better meeting under unusual circumstances than never, but maybe it's a bit soon to make that call. My 'tale', I guess, is Enjolras from Les Miserables.

Je ne comprends I [...] don't quite understand. Daniel? Vlad? Stefan? Ella? We're here. In [...] space? Only just some of us. And with gravity. And we have all died, but we are not dead? Does anyone know if Vaughn is

We all lead rather unlucky lives, don't we?

[from the bed next to his, cause she's checking the forums]

Why are people being so fucking retarded already?

[Short after this debacle]

You do realize that I can hear the two of you through the bathroom door, don't you?

So you're here too, huh?

[from the mid-lounge, someone's decidedly... drunk]

[sang]
It's so dreamy, oh fantasy free me!
So you can't see me, no, not at all.
In another dimension, with
voyeuristic intention,
Well secluded, I see all!

[Sent after much deliberation and time-wasting]

As you all seem to have done it earlier - Inspector Luther here. At Bellum Letale I lived in 401. [A long suffering sigh] My fable was Javert, from Les Miserables. Despite out connection to the building, let's all remember that we all [...] do appear to be breathing.

[Wryly]

And then again, things are deceiving. If you aren't already, be on your guard. Is there anyone here who isn't from Bellum Letale? Or are we all just this lucky?

[The recording starts crisply. The person behind the girl's voice seems to have figured out the technology fine, but she's certainly not happy.]

A forum. Another fucking forum. This is bullshit. You know what? I don't find it funny. At all. Fucking Bellum Letale and all you fucking fairy tales can just go fuck off. I was supposed to be done with this.

[A door clicks open and then slams.]

Is this a ship? Really? Again? [The rhetorical question is followed by a dull thud of something, maybe a foot, hitting the wall.] Fuck this. It's great to be back with all of you nutcases. Fucking fantastic. Now stay the fuck away from me.

[Click.]

[ Private to V. Drăgoi]

[This is sent several hours after Brian's postings on the forum. It's sent from an M. Jordan.]

Vlad, it's Max.

I have no idea what's going on. One minute Brian and I are fine, and the next he's cutting his fucking wrists apart and we're here. Is this like that France thing?

And before you ask, this is secure. I got my own thingamajigg, with my own account. I'll hide it before going to sleep so there's no way Brian can find it.

This place better have a bar because I need a drink.


[ Private to S. Salvage ]

[This is sent at the same time as his message to Vlad. It's sent from B. Jenkins account.]

Sherri, it's Max.

I'm using Brian's phone. We need to talk.

Have all agreed we're from Bellum fucking Letale?

Good.

Reply with your full name, fable, and where you lived back home. Archer wants it and for good reason. We need to know where the creepers like Dracula are.

EDIT: Joss Salvage. 204. Badr al Budur. Sherri did I spell that right?

[This voice post was recorded in a quiet room, the only background noise being the soft humming of overhead lights. The speaking voice is calm and smooth, almost unnervingly so, without the barest inflection of emotion. His words are enunciated perfectly, not so much as a falter.]

Hello everyone. If you do not recognize me, I am Dr. Jasper Archer - research geneticist and former resident of Bellum Letale. It seems that a number of us have been transported to an as of yet unknown craft traveling to and from undisclosed locations. While I understand that confusion must be reigning supreme at this moment, I implore you all to hesitate in your upset and recall that this is nothing we have not endured before.

I have performed a cursory examination of this domicile and believe that it would be in our best interests if we all convened in person to determine a plan of action. The second floor has three lounges, and I believe the one at the "Fore" of the ship, as it were, would be the most appropriate for a meeting. I encourage everyone to attend in the hopes that we may form a plan and ensure a way for us all to return to our homes in a safe and orderly fashion whenever we have completed whatever task we have been presented with.

I will be in the aforementioned lounge in ninety minutes' time. I look forward to seeing many of you there.

[The message cuts off cleanly.]

pardon me in this thing on? yes, well. it's coem to my attn that, dont be shocked or appalled by this plz, we woke up somewheres we werent before, yup, that we all seem to have had a close encounterWHAT????. yes, indeeeeeed. o? u say but that makes no sense miles. u know what? they all said that down aways from this here tincan too, o miles u make no sense, and u know whart happen?? BAM heree we are.

u bettr start listenin to miles glass.

1. we died or thought WHAAAATTT??? we did. yawn.
2. heere i am in a rooom with this chiick who doesnt even LISTEN when i tslk. o but yea okay, shes still my friend.
3. outside the windowws? u watch the science channeel? science chjaneel is happn outside.
4. y do i have a blacberry cant even type on this, iphone brother wehere art thoiu.

any suggestion????

Hello?

Does anybody know whats going on?

This can't be At least we aren't dea

Are we all {...} here? Is Lil Ell I thought I saw some people I recognized but I can't be quite sure. And I'm not entirely feeling ready enough to explore this th

I'm either dreaming or there's something really really wrong right now. Because the last thing I remember? Transylvania, talking to some magic man and being offered his happy drugs, and... huh.

Am I dead? Or...

Well, I really don't want to think of the alternative. I just don't think I can handle that right now.