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[There's a new post up on the network; it's small and there isn't much said, but it's what said in it that should be hard be ignored.

There's a cellphone picture of... what appears to be a thrift store in Woodend, seated somewhat out of the way by the looks of it. Everything looks fine.... until one sees the text at the bottom.
]

there's a new thrift shop in Woodend.
I know this shop
it's the shop the other Rakka went to in her world.
and the guy inside there knows who I am
what do I do?
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Even for Benjamin Factor, arranging this charity event had been something of a challenge. Just as he held great influence in Gateway City, Thunder Corp's influence in Locke was great as well. But with time and money, all things were indeed possible in this case, and the Memorial Dance Hall was playing host to the night's events. It was a glamorous affair: politicians, captains of business, dignitaries, and celebrities had been invited. For whatever controversy that existed, the world legitimately wanted to heal the wounds left by the invasion, and that meant there were a lot of people who wanted to use events like this to either advance that cause, or to make themselves look good.

But they weren't the only sorts of individuals who had recieved an invitation.

Benjamin Factor had also made it so the Numbered would be invited to his little party. Arrivals through the teleporter would be greeted by drivers at the community center, and the same courtesy was extended to anyone who might live in Locke. The only stipulation? Was that anyone who came make an effort to make themselves presentable. If that was a problem, or anyone arrived without knowing, they had clothes on hand for people to change into.

Indeed, it seemed that the Numbered would be well provided for tonight. That being said, their presence would get people to talk, given the presence of news crews making live coverage. Nevertheless... "getting people to talk" seemed to be exactly what Benjamin Factor wanted to happen.

[Event Links: Event Speakers | NPC Interaction | General Mingle]
sakuya_izayoi: Art by: minakata sunao (I'm Sorry)
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The Memory Itself )

Celine blinked, having bumped into a wall, stumbling a short ways. She turned looked quickly around the room, to the concerned faces of her co-workers, her own pale as a sheet. The break room? She steadied herself, looking around once more. So... It was an echo then... She let out a long sigh, shoulders relaxing. It took some prodding but Celine returned home early, still somewhat shaken, her entire body aching faintly. It had all seemed so real.

[Video: Open to All]

Celine was sitting on the edge of her bed, looking tired and rubbing one of her temples. "I just had the most bizarrely real echo. It was more like a hallucination. Nothing overly traumatic, fortunately, but it was apparently enough to have me sent home from work early. Considering the activity on the network I'm assuming I'm not the only one...?"
sakuya_izayoi: Art by: sakuraba yuuki (Devotion)
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Celine appeared to be sitting in a chair, nervously fidgeting with a large, heavy pen. She would twirl it through her fingers only to catch at grip it for a moment before twirling it once more. She was only making this video at Emilia's urging, but that didn't mean it wasn't a good idea. It was, in fact, an excellent idea. Especially since even though she fought against the aliens, she hadn't been numbered for very long before the initial attack.

"Hello everyone." Her English was heavily accented but certainly understandable. Mostly French with a touch of German. "I am Celine Blanchefleur. It seems like a lifetime ago since the aliens attacked. And also since I bothered with the network publicly..." She looked a little sheepish but not truly embarrassed. "I am sorry for that."

"Truthfully I've merely been attempting to keep my days peaceful without any of this numbered business, but with the recent going-ons I've been rethinking this. Especially if a larger-scale disaster occurs again. I wish to make sure I am accessible to anyone who may need my assistance." Or make friends. Friends would be good too. "As such I would like to formally introduce myself to any new numbered re-introduce myself to the old."
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A little over a year has passed since the invasion that rocked the planet. A year since conflict tore a country in two. A year since extraordinary people convinced a being far beyond them of their right to exist. In that year, the world has made every effort to rebuild.

Communities have risen anew, while others have made efforts to heal. Others lie in ruins. Life goes on. And in this time, it seems that extraordinary things have left the Earth alone.

Or maybe they've just been lying in wait.

It begins with slime. As the dawn breaks in New Zealand on the 25th, while it's still the afternoon of the 24th in Gateway City, news reports all over the world remark upon the sudden appearance of spheres green, gelatinous slime. This is all over the world. They do not fall from the sky, they do not appear with a sudden burst of light. They suddenly begin to be, congealing in plain sight like algae in a pond, or moss upon the trunk of a tree.

The balls of slime are not poisonous. They are sticky, and gooey, but all they do is seem to sit there. They may grow bigger over time, but they don't do anything to suck people in. But when a Numbered comes in contact with them... well, that just might make things more interesting.

If one takes a closer look at the slime, the scientific method would yield interesting results: They're composed of the same newly discovered single-celled life form that appeared in the wake of the invasion. But all they do is divide, and multiply. Grow, and coalesce.

A year ago, the world changed in fire and understanding. Today, it all begins again. With slime.

[ooc - Let the games begin! For details on this slimy new event, check out the "Happening Now" section at the new plot post. Feel free to tag here, or use it as a spring board for your own posts! This event runs until August 5th!]

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