applenet | 5/15- What I think and what I know

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Nineteen days left, if I’m not mistaken. The chat has been active enough I haven’t read over everything, but in the interest of information, I’ll list out what I know. Please tell me if your experience differs from anything on the following list - these are not facts, just observations.

1. The Terms of Service are vague, nonsensical, and gave no way out. They read like something that exists because it has to, not because anyone cares that it exists. They reference night shifts and death.
2. The app cannot be deleted, erased, or removed, nor can it be found on your phone company’s app store. No mention is made of it anywhere online.
3. The app will follow you to any device. Computers, tablets, new phones, and so on; they all display it. I’ve picked up several burner phones, all of which had it. I also found it on my graphing calculator today.
4. The app knows your personal information, somehow, even on burner phones where you’ve left no personal information. It also doesn’t operate on a list of buzzwords. For example, I can say my name is Blinky or my name is Bob, but if I try to say my name is [INFORMATION LOCKED], it does...well. That.
5. The app refuses to be seen by anyone else. Trying to show it to others makes it disappear completely.
6. Trying to tell someone about the app via email brings up the same information lock, and then the app itself opens up to yell at you.
7. The app refuses to be ignored. Trying only causes it to force your attention. In my case, the app grew on the homescreen to twice the size an app should take. I don’t doubt it would have kept growing, had I not accidentally tapped it when I did.
8. The app does not register on the data management screen, despite its obvious network use.
9. No user downloaded the app of their own volition. It simply appeared out of nowhere, already on each affected phone.
10. No user picked their own username. Several of them are repeated, and all have either swords or a ship’s wheel attached. The wheel is much rarer. All usernames appear to be demons. There is no indication what meaning the swords and wheels have yet.
11. All users suffered an intense headache upon first using the app. This was accompanied by a few seconds of blanking out and experiencing some hallucination or daydream.
12. No user selected their own answer to the morality question. The answers chosen were not what the user would have chosen.
13. All users live somewhere with a strict curfew, where nighttime is dangerous. This suggests all users live in a small geographic vicinity. Specifically, Eddan.

Again, these are not necessarily facts, just what I’ve gathered. If you have anything to add, please do so.

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[ Rommy doesn't so much recoil when the blanket hits him in the face, but he flinches, swing going wide, which would give his twin more than enough time to grab the other pillow.

Or Rommy's gun, lying abandoned ]

[How about both? If only to get the gun out of Rommy's reach. For now.

But he's got the pillow and he swings high, going right for the crown. His sides are unguarded, but maybe Rommy is still reeling from the blanket, maybe maybe maybe...]

[ It lands squarely on his head, and Rommy drops, flopping forward, arms flailing out to tackle where he thinks Lon is, dramatic in this as in everything. ]

Unfair!

[ He's laughing as he yells, clearly unbothered by the situation ]

I don't remember setting any rules!

[Rommy shot first. Should've declared rules then.

And that's about when Rommy tackles his waist and gets him flat on the bed. Fortunately, his arms are still free to repeatedly swat with the pillow.]

[ He's got the upper hand, so Lon's failing with the pillow is ignored as Rommy sits on his chest, pulling the blanket off his head. ]

Got you now!

Do you?

[It's true, he's in a bad position. Has been this whole fight. But Rommy's gun is still in reach, he grabs it and points it up at his twin's forehead. He won't fire just yet, it's there to be a threat.]

Even I can't miss at this range.

[ His eyes widen in faked shock, and he lets go of his twin, backing off, arms in the air ]

What do you want?

[He sits up, keeping the gun trained on his brother, as he takes a more faux-menacing tone. Demands, huh?]

Three-hundred and seventy-two macca, a month's supply of cheese, and a cat. Three paperclips. And a stapler - and it had better be green.

[He'll make demands alright.]

[ He pauses, looking as though he's thinking it over, before responding ]

Three hundred macca, a week of cheese, three paperclips, the stapler I have on my desk, and you ask the RA for the cat.

[ Haggling in a surrender is very important ]

[Hmmm....okay, we can play it this way. Villains don't give in that easily! Why would the hero ever get to finalize the demands?]

Three hundred fifty, two weeks, the paperclips. A green stapler and I'll forego the cat.

Three twenty, a week [ he knows how long cheese lasts in their minifridge ], and the stapler.

[ He could't give in too easily.

Also, he only had three hundred and forty macca in his wallet, the last of his vending machine fund.

The one vending machine on campus that hadn't been upgraded to take cards, and it was the one by his math class... ]

Three twenty-five. Eight days, and the stapler.

[He'll probably spend the money on something for Rommy anyway, he's never that serious when he makes demands at nerf gunpoint. He mostly just picks whatever silly things pop into his head at the time.

Rommy could skip the cheese and Lonán wouldn't say a word, honestly.]

[ There's a long, long wait as Rommy glowers at Lonan, and then scowls and nods ]

Deal.

[ He's not moving to get any of it, however. ]

[Lonán lets loose his best over-the-top villain laugh. Rommy makes a much better 'hero' in these things.]

And with this, my plan for world domination is complete.

[He's fine for full silly at this point.]

Just you wait, Rook Cross. Just you wait.

[ Rommy uses his best hero imitation, deepening his voice to try and sound like on of the more intimidating superheros.

He's not all that good at it. ]

You'll never defeat me, Captain Rome! Never!

[He doesn't need to be good at it - Lonán wouldn't have anyone else playing hero.

He keeps the gun trained on his brother until he gets back to his own bed, then flops backward with a laugh. That was fun.]

[ Rommy just laughs, falling back to grab his phone up off the bed where he'd dropped it, rolling his eyes at his brother's dramatics. ]

'Captain Rome'? Nerd.

Them's fighting words. Looking for round two already?

[Nerd was how this started.]

And if I'm 'Rook Cross' there's no way you aren't Captain Rome.

[ A hand waves in the air distractedly as Rommy starts scrolling through missed notifications. Two emails, a headspace ping, something on destruction- ]

Wouldn't it be 'Taliesin'? If we're going with middle names.

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