un: Accelerator; text

[levelshift]

If any of you have important information you want to share, Aurora made space for us to set up a data repository. It's for data, not inane crap like selfies, so don't bother trying to fill it up with garbage. Sunday is going to be running it, with Finch doing the back end stuff, so don't waste their time.

If you have any questions about it, Sunday will be around to answer them. We can dump data from the upcoming mission into it, so keep that in mind when you're collecting it.

If any of you fuckers have those suspicious diary entries then you can share it using the repository. I'm talking about the ones that are dated with really complex mathematical calculations on the back. Don't keep that shit to yourself, it might be the proof we need that Echo isn't just fucking with all of us. I can't overstate how important this is, some of us have been here over a year and we're still skeptical. From what I've seen of the math it looks really fucking promising.

((Details and depositing can be found over here! Both Sunday and Accelerator will be responding to this post. Sunday will be a lot kinder to people!))

Comments

[quibblingfunctionary]

[ Haha, Sleipnir already had his moment of intense emotion at seeing Accelerator’s post so his response come quick. ]

Manners, Accelerator. If you’re going to play at being a man you should learn them. But don’t worry, I didn’t expect any better from you.

[levelshift]

[God, is he getting scolded??? He hates this.]

Don't fucking tell me how to act. You aren't any better, and you know it.

[quibblingfunctionary]

[ Oh, so we have graduated from bastard to fucking? The escalation is a win. ]

» Your anger drives you to be impetuous. If one were to review our conversation it would be easy to see whom has behaved with a cretinous demeanor.

[levelshift]

[He's going to have to go break things later.]

Just because you're pretending to be civil here doesn't mean you are. At least I'm upfront about being a complete asshole.

[quibblingfunctionary]

» What a foolish thing to be proud of.

[ That’s ok. Sleipnir’s own mind is going to be stuck on a loop for the next few hours because Accelerator still lives in his head rent free. ]

[levelshift]

It isn't pride, you piece of shit.

[Today is a good day to spiral!]

[quibblingfunctionary]

» And yet you continue to carry on in such a manner. Be it a compulsion? Are you a slave to your more basic desires?

» Poor pitiable Accelerator. Worry you not, I’m sure even you are capable of change.

[ Sleipnir does not believe that. ]

[levelshift]

It isn't any of your fucking business why I act the way I do.

Yeah, right. Like anyone would think you actually believe that.

[That's bullshit, Sleipnir! Total bullshit.]

[quibblingfunctionary]

» You will forgive me, but I disagree for multiple reasons. The first of which being how acutely you brought your behavior to my attentions. I am, of course, speaking of our convivial first meeting.

» Maybe!

» But that would be unimaginative of them.

[levelshift]

[Is that sparkly text? Who the hell taught this guy how to use sparkly text?]

Oh, fuck off.

And the sparkletext isn't endearing. It's childish.

[quibblingfunctionary]

Believe you the intention is to endear myself to you? How...adorable.

voice; un: Sunday

[choirmaster]

[Sunday cuts in with audio. His voice is sharp, commanding...]

Users SleepNear and Accelerator: Stop it.

[levelshift]

[Would 'he started it' be too childish?

.................... Probably.]

Ugh. Whatever.

voice; un: SleepNear

[quibblingfunctionary]

[ A lilting Scandinavian-like accent floats through the speaker. ]

You will excuse the digression. May the diary page prove useful to us all.