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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Who: Idols who care about plot
Where: Future is Now dorms
When: Day 148 - Evening to Night

[ Sometime during this fine evening, you may notice a text on Dissonance. ]

CEO: After-hour science exhibition at Future is Now.
CEO: All idols welcome.
CEO: At least one idol per unit attending preferable.

[ Should you stop by Future is Now, both doors (including the one past the snake pit) will be open. And Intensity (still sans one eye and arm) will be stapling and arranging pamphlets for people to take.

If you were perhaps hoping for free food or actual science--- sorry, his broke-ass doesn't have the budget for that.

The pamphlet contains the following:

Short cover letter about the now publicized Imeeji Intelligence Agency

Hell notes

Heaven and Imeeji Production notes

Come get your plot synopsis, friends. ]

[[ ooc: Feel free to assume that your character has picked up a set of notes even if you don't tag in. They are free for all.

Also, still working on wrapping up a few info gathering threads so new material may be added to these notes later. You can assume either this is the final version or that Intensity followed up and gave everyone who stopped by updated copies ]]

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

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Thanks.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course of course.

As if I would deny you the pleasure.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Do you remember what you were doing when you weren't filming?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[With a huff:]

Sure you aren't.

What would people even do with their free time if they didn't judge people?

[foolmetwice]

Solve world hunger. Stop global warming. Achieve world peace.

[SO WRY]

Or maybe they'd just be like me and smoke a joint.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Fair points, all.

Well, regarding the information I possess - since you were in Heaven's ship itself you probably have a better idea of what was going on there than I do. And as for the angel's ex co-worker, his abilities and motivations and re-telling of what happened to Heaven are all available in the notes.

I assume that the angel's friends will eventually try to rescue him again, though that won't be for some time considering all that's happened.

In the meantime, I'm doing what I've always done - keeping links open to the hosts and producers that care to interact with us. Trying to get a better picture of the organization behind all of this. And looking for ways to get out of this glass cage without detection.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

In their defense, libraries hadn't been invented yet.

[marsascending]

Failure of imagination, though.

[we_meet_again]

Sounds like everything is fine, then.

[justpure]

. . . No, not particularly. In fact, it seemed like I was in the studio non stop.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Well.

Tell me how hugging Hurricane goes. If he doesn't manage to slip between your fingers.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

...

That checks out.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Escapism doesn't suit you.

Re: Talk to Intensity

[sancrimony]

[ 10000 millions of days later,

at some point after the text message goes out there's this response: ]

higanbana: I won't be able to attend but I do hope it goes well.
higanbana: I'll ask my unitmates about how it went later.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

CEO: I haven't seen you since before maintenance.
CEO: Let me know when you're available for a visit.

[sancrimony]

higanbana: I returned a mere few hours ago. It seems I was recruited for a show temporarily.
higanbana: However, I am currently in the middle of prayer.
higanbana: I will let you know when I am next available.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Prayer?

The fuck...?]

CEO: Understood.

[sancrimony]

[ he's a PRIEST, INTENSITY ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Well yes. Sure. Fine. But he didn't think he was keeping up the faith in Hell.

No one's on the other end of the line, Lucifel!]

[sancrimony]

[ that's why he had to pray, ]

[liarliarliar]

...okay. Thank you.

[syckophant]

Nothing much is going on there, aside from the control room possibly having been rigged to blow. There were large barrels of oil, and candles. The light of the candles and the oil itself burned, likely being holy in nature.

Hm, speaking of hosts, what do you know about the one I asked you for contact information for? My "employer" tasked me with killing her. "To send a message", though he doesn't really expect that she will stay dead. That said, I'm interested in seeing if she can be used as a pawn against Vengeance, yet I would prefer to at least seem to have fulfilled the task.

[foolmetwice]

[. . . blinks a little]

Why not?

[rollwillpowercheck]

Hmm, it's almost like we're twins or something.

[said with no small amount of irony.]

But all right, I'll try not to use them around you or your info, at least.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

What's the matter, CEO. You don't normally screw up like this. But there was the whole damn lot of you, huh.

On a scale from 1-10 how bad was the dumpster fire?