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[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

Characters: Ienzo and YOU.
Setting: The lower library.
Format: Either one.
Summary: An unfortunate incident with the sound system.
Warnings: TBA



The first time Ienzo had seen the Unfortunate Network Post, he hadn't caught the "I SEE YOU", or anything of the kind. He probably should have, though, considering it filled the entire room.

Somehow the computer's volume control had been messed with, and the entire floor is now being graced with a loud refrain of "MOMMY, MOMMY, MOMMY" and whatever creepy song that was. Ienzo is trying to turn it off, but he looks more concerned with the fact that it's broadcasting all across the room than whatever content is being played.

Comments

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

Yes... I selected one thing on the network and then-- [BSSUFBR4BVGHRBHIR3WAP the feed interrupts him--] this happened.

[prayerless.livejournal.com]

[oh my god that is so loud and creepy. She actually pauses this time to listen to the feed, instead of just hearing it.] ..."mommy"?

[She makes a mental note to investigate this later. It's clearly not being broadcasted live, from all the strange skipping and interference.]

Maybe try selecting it again? [Of course, the closest thing this woman has been to using a computer was the weird alien shit on the Grand Councilwoman's spaceship. You're probably screwed on help for this, Ienzo.]

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

[Well Ienzo has the vast experience gained by handling the... oh. Never mind. All he has is Master Ansem's computer. Which he had been told Never To Touch, Ever.]

[He's pretty sure that this is not what Ansem's been doing on that stupid computer.] The audio feed is... a little ridiculous. It's just loud.

[He does select it again and--the feed stops. It appears he's clicked the Pause button. Hooray!]

[prayerless.livejournal.com]

[They didn't even have computers in the Land of Departure, just magic communication crystals or something like that. She smiles a little when it shuts off.]

There we go.

[...though the smile is somewhat short-lived.] Do you know what any of that was about?

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

...no.

[He can finally return to a 'reasonable' level. Yes.]

[prayerless.livejournal.com]

[Admittedly, she's sort of at a loss now that she knows he's okay. Well. Might as well ask and see if he witnessed anything else, even if he doesn't know the context of it.]

Did you see if there was anything else on the screen before...?

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

...only the garbled text. [He does not trust that text. He does not trust it at all. For even though he has no concept of Zalgo, Zalgo knows. Zalgo comes.]