Beelzebub (
gluttoning) wrote2023-08-29 11:54 pm
MISTER STEAKS AND FANDANDANNY
[For any posting related to Secrets or Plot until we get all clear from mods to converse elsewhere, etc etc
be good boys, the mods are in the ceiling]
be good boys, the mods are in the ceiling]

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He tends to lock up when I ask about it too directly, though. Lily wasn't exactly liked... but he doesn't seem to remember a lot about his father's identity anymore, outside what I just told you.
He's insistent that that's his problem, though. Not ours. I just wonder how much it's tied together.
[Not that it matters much. He's made up his mind on what he thinks is most important here.]
Did he tell you anything about what he believes the administrators are up to?
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[ Very curious indeed. The snippets of information are one thing, but if they're as real as Lily is, where are they? He purses his lips into a thin little frown, brow furrowing. ]
What the administrators are up to? That depends. He mentioned the corporation pulling copies of our minds and how they are trying to trap us here, within Fragment. The minds are understandable but once they have the copies, why try to keep the originals?
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[There's an open confusion to Misteaks' expression, as though that particular point is hitting as a surprise.]
Why they'd choose us to trap is something I can't really figure out in the first place. If Lily's right, and they just want people to control, eventually there's gonna be backlash if something starts happening to us, right? Not that Hien seems all that interested in what someone suing CCCorp might do.
Maybe... making copies means they're trying to find a way around that?
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Likely because none of us have the money or influence to survive suing CCCorp. Misteaks... [ Fandaniel rises to stand from where he'd been seated on the edge of the bed and offers him a hand, to shake. ] My name is Amon Isai. Can we speak outside of the game? A phone call or a video chat, perhaps, but not with anything CCCorp may have had access to while installing your system.
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[He regards that hand with brief hesitation, before returning the grip, a firm shake and a serious air about how he looks back towards Fandaniel.]
Barrett Blake.
I get it. Phone would be best. I don't have a lot of time for video calls right now because of what I do at the university. But I could make something work if you gave me a little time.
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[ He returns that firm shake with one of his own. ]
Mr. Blake, do you know what a burner phone is? A cheap cellphone, one of the throwaway ones. I will handle getting one that can make international calls, so you won't need to worry about that.
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...Yeah, I think so. Like the prepaid ones.
Do you think something's wrong with our regular phones?
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[ Or no, apparently. ]
There are some things you're going to need to know and I cannot risk anyone else discovering it. If you cannot agree to keep what we discuss to yourself, however, then it would be better if we simply never speak of this again.
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You don't need to make it dramatic. [Maybe he just has two braincells and the one that isn't thinking about food is trying its best to keep up here.] As far as I'm concerned, unless you actually threaten to kill my family or something, it's not leaving this room. Or... whatever phone we use. Same idea.
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[ There's a shrug. To be fair, if anyone ever got the inkling that they were up to something strange, it'd be a simple matter to figure out where they've been gating to for that.
But Fandaniel can, at the very least, try to minimize what gets logged. ]
I'll send you a number in about three days. You can use that to contact me.
[ And that should give Barrett enough time to get a throwaway. ]
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He squints a little, but thentopic moves on and he's perfectly fine with leaving that statement unanswered.]
...Yeah. Got it. Let me know a time, too. You said you're making it international, so I don't want to go calling you when you're sleeping or something if I can help it. [Like, he's online NOW, sure, but common courtesy and all that.]
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I'll do that. Here, let me show you to the door.
[ Although when he does, he won't leave the guild hall along with Barrett. He's on his own after this, at least until he inevitably gets that message in his inbox with a number and a time. After that, it's merely a waiting game. ]
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Right on cue at the time Fandaniel has asked, he'll get a call from a California area code.]
Is now still a good time? [At the very least, it sounds like Barrett.]
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Mm, yes, this is fine. [ And it sounds like Amon, too, albeit with an accent that's often absent in the game thanks to the auto-translation. ] Good evening, Mr. Blake.
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[Barrett, meanwhile, sounds about as American as one could get. There's a slight breathiness to the back of his words as though he's been active, the sound of a simple breeze that shows that he's outside somewhere.]
Hope your nose is feeling a little better than before.
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[ A little sore but that passes. It's aaaall in the head. ]
Now, I want to cut right to why we needed to go to such an extent. I realize it seems strange but what I must warn you about must remain... extremely private. You won't like it but you must promise me you won't tell anyone else. If you do, you put more than just you and me in danger, but a completely innocent party as well.
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...Yeah. I understand. It stays between us.
I'm up in one of the state parks for a run, and I'm pretty far out. Nobody's gonna hear anything.
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[ Those are pretty big, aren't they? So extra good. ]
Do you remember the situation with that Swallow girl? Who said she couldn't log out?
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Hard not to remember that. You were the one who went out to attempt a player kill reset with her, right?
Hien implied she was lying about the whole thing when I spoke to him later.
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[ But that isn't the worst part and this will be the part, the important part, that Amon is hoping Barrett will keep a secret. He's trusting you here, big guy! ]
Only Hien arrived to stop me and took myself and Swallow away into his little administrator dungeon.
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[So he knows about that much, anyway.]
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[ That would be that talk he had with them, yep. ]
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[Uhhh...]
Would it have turned her into a vegetable or something?
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[ Do they really want to find out, though? ]
What I do know is he threatened us quite heavily if we told anyone else.
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[Ew?]
That's kind of important for other people to know of that bug happens again. Maybe he didn't want to induce a panic?
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now that I'm done crying about a dead body: oh right dinner
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