lockon2urheart: (heard their lies and double-talk before)
I take it back. This community is a bastard.
lockon2urheart: (*facepalm*)
[Lockon is slumped onto his desk, pretty much straight-on at the camera, with his head in his hands. Yes, his ears are flushed bright red. Shut up. His words are a little muffled, but still audible.]

I am just going to lock myself in here and not come out until this is finished. [Groan.] And when it's all over, I'm not going to be able to look anyone in the face for weeks. Especially not...oh god. [Any and all visible face just got, if possible, even redder, and that was an audible swallow.

Still the hands come away from the face, and the camera gets a little wry grin.] I know I always say it's the memory ones that are the worst, but I could really do without these ones too.

[Siiiiigh.] As if my arms weren't sore already. [And reaching over with a somewhat strained, sheepish smile to...pat the camera?] Go on, you get out of here. I'm going to stick with privacy tonight and hope this has worn off by morning.

[and the camera...tilts to the side! And a familiar chirpy metallic voice sounding as concerned as a limited-function robotic AI can sound.] Lockon, frustrated? Lockon, frustrated? Haro help? Haro help?

[Lockon himself raises an eyebrow and cracks up laughing at that.] Nothing you can help me with, Haro, believe me on that. Go play with Feldt for tonight.

Roger! Roger! [and the camera rooooolls off the table and away, shutting off video as it goes.]
lockon2urheart: (I'm thinkin')
That's another experience I can add to the pile of "let's not do that again". This place really needs to stop pulling this kind of thing. I'd swear it's gotten worse since I first got here, although virtual reality or astral projection or whatever the hell that actually was, that was something new, I'll give whoever's behind this place that much. It felt real enough.

I guess I shouldn't complain, I woke up today without a scratch on me. Perfectly fine, except for being absolutely ravenous, but you know, I can live with that. Still, let's not do that again.

Everyone else has woken up okay too, right?

((..yeah he's not gonna be letting on how FFFFFFF he was about 'dying' or anything, you won't be getting that out of him for love nor money. THIS IS EVERYTHING-IS-FINE MODE. strike is, of course, not actually there.))
lockon2urheart: (when that moment finally comes)
[It was pretty clear from Setsuna's post that for some reason (the community, almost definitely), comments either weren't registering with him or weren't getting through at all. Lockon decided to cut out the middle man and just call him, and prove that he and the others were alive that way. He paced as his communicator called, waiting for the connection.]
lockon2urheart: (heard their lies and double-talk before)
[Private; Hackable]

Another virus.

...I'm getting really tired of this place fucking with my emotions like this. It always feels so damn real. How can a virus - how the hell am I supposed to trust anything, when an internet site can make me think I'm that deeply in love? With someone I've never even met? I guess I shouldn't be surprised, if this damn place can make me believe I love Michael fucking Trinity then it could do anything, but.

Hn. I think I preferred when it was just turning me into a kid, or a woman. At least they were easier to take afterwards.

[/Private]

[Locked to Yukari; Hackable]

...That was kind of an awkward way to meet, huh.

I owe you an apology for that virus, Yukari. You seem like a really great kid, anyway - if nothing else, it was nice to meet you. I don't know about you, but I'd like it if we could still be friends.

[/Locked]

[Locked to Allelujah; Hackable]

Hey, Allelujah. Are there any good bars on Nill's world?

[/Locked]

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