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the heart ([personal profile] uprisenheart) wrote in [community profile] dualislogs2019-09-22 01:10 pm

ever since you’ve been my ace of hearts -

WHO: Open to all Dualizens
WHAT: A heart-to-heart with the Heart
WHERE: A run-down warehouse on the outskirts of town.
WHEN: Sept. 21-22
WARNINGS: Please use these in comment subject lines if applicable!



Random text messages happen sometimes, though maybe not as often in Dualis as where you’re from. But there’s one today, and this one comes to your inbox from the number 432-78, which is definitely not a standard phone number. If you open it, there’s an image file, one you likely recognize - an anatomical heart. You’ll need to zoom in on the image a bit, because there’s a short message written along one of the veins, and it’s very small: LET’S TALK.

Below the image is a shortlink, and if you click it, you’ll be taken to a page that is blank except for one of those “Prove you’re not a robot!” messages with a box to check. Once checked, a series of six images appears - five are cartoon hearts, and the sixth is the same anatomical heart illustration that led you to this page. The instructions to pass through this virtual gate are to “Click on the Heart,” and choosing any image except the anatomical illustration redirects to an error message that bricks your phone until you perform a hard reboot.

Choosing the correct image takes you to a page of strange clusters of colored dots. If you look closely (and aren’t color blind), you’ll be able to read the real message: TOMORROW, AT SUNSET and a set of coordinates. A blinking banner scrolls along the top of the page and warns THIS MESSAGE WILL SELF-DESTRUCT IN 10 MINUTES, and the 10 counts down after one minute to 9, then 8, and so on. It’s probably a good idea to write this information down somewhere else!

The inbox message also deletes itself 10 minutes after it’s been opened. All unopened messages are auto-erased 12 hours after the original sent timestamp.

If you happen to be interested in following this rabbit down the rabbit hole, plug in those coordinates on your phone’s Dualis GPS app, and you’ll be directed to a run-down, empty warehouse on the outskirts of town. Be sure to take the time estimate to get there into consideration!

The warehouse is mostly dark inside, lit only by sparse flickering overhead lights; it’s dusty, empty except for the people gathered. When the sunlight outside has all but disappeared behind the horizon, a burst of loud electrical humming echoes through the warehouse, and the lights shut off. All electronic devices inside the perimeter of the warehouse have also been disabled, albeit temporarily.
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1/2 - tifa + cloud

[personal profile] final7thheaven 2019-09-22 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Tifa knows even less about this group than most of the other people here and what she does know, she heard from Cloud. So she glances at him to see his reaction before she looks back to the woman at the top of the platform.

"Help with what?" she asks, wondering what this group is really fighting for. Maybe they are finally willing to actually offer up a reason behind their actions. "What are your plans?"
Edited 2019-09-22 19:45 (UTC)
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2/2

[personal profile] bravers 2019-09-22 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
When Tifa had received her message, she hadn't taken long in contacting him. They'd talked about it, of course, perhaps he'd said that going would be too dangerous, (of course) and eventually, they'd reached the compromise that if she was going, he'd go with her.

He had what V had told him to consider, anyway.

What he hadn't expected was that she'd actually be pretty vocal while she was there. When the woman had taken the podium, he'd half expected for some speech to be rattled off, expected for this entire thing to be some kind of call to arms that he'd silently watch, out of focus, out of any form of interaction and... he was uneasy.

But he was here, and when Tifa speaks, he instinctively moves closer to her, eyebrows knitting at the fact that... well. That she had. He chews on the inside of his mouth thoughtfully, lifting his eyes to the podium for the response.
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[personal profile] final7thheaven 2019-09-22 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Tifa barely glances at Cloud. As mission statements go, it's lacking a punch. What kind of tyranny are they talking about? Is it just the fact that they're all monitored by the robots? Do these new people know something the general population doesn't?

For now, she chooses to remain silent, but the look she's given Cloud should tell him her thoughts on the matter. None of this feels like a good idea and the more she hears, the less sure she is.
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[personal profile] bravers 2019-09-22 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
The response has him tilt his head slightly, and exchange a look with Tifa. She's probably the only person close enough to him to feel an exhale signalling faint annoyance at the response. It's vague. Extremely so- and he raises his eyes to the podium again.

It's not a good idea to ask. He's sure of it- but the question needed asking. And Tifa speaking up had already meant they were no longer just faces in a crowd. So.

"You got a way out? Or any proof you've got one? It's one thing for you to ask us for help, but we don't have any proof you can hold up your end of whatever the hell this is."
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[personal profile] final7thheaven 2019-09-23 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
This time it's Cloud who voices what they're both thinking. And the answers that come are... not very comforting. Not in Tifa's opinion. This "cause" they keep speaking about hasn't really been given words yet. It hasn't been fully explained, although maybe the fact that these are people, as far as they can tell, means something.

Tifa leans in towards Cloud, keeping her voice low. "As mission statements go, that's... not very empowering. How many more are going to get hurt for this?"
Edited 2019-09-24 14:13 (UTC)
bravers: please don't take. (001;)

[personal profile] bravers 2019-09-24 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
They're not comforting at all. And as the woman continues to speak, the more it seems to turn into rhetoric- admittedly, thankfully, moving away from idealistic (and often repeated) taglines of waking up, rising up, and more into actual answers.

But then, it turns into flattery. Warriors. Heroes. They'd got into the network to post what they'd posted some time ago, but the fact they knew... Had they been watching? Ot had they got into something else? It makes him wrinkle his nose- and he's about to respond with something, but Tifa's quiet voice just makes him nod, silently- abandoning his intake of breath to answer, and allowing the woman to continue on.

His response is for Tifa. "...No idea." he answers just as lowly, shifting on his feet to inch a little closer himself. "Stay on your guard."
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[personal profile] final7thheaven 2019-09-29 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Tifa nods at Cloud's words. She was thinking along the same lines. They need to be careful with this. The last thing they need is another Sector 7.

"You've been here for a while, right?" she speaks up again. "Why haven't you tried to contact us before?"