un: kidomega | text

[querulus]

clark kent
accelerator
nero
cid telamon
john reese
arthur morgan
damian wayne
antigone

i need all you people to each answer one (1) weirdly specific question. it's for a computer.

[OOC: Part of Sophie's player plot!]

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text » un: d.wayne

[brat]

No.

[querulus]

hey who's your mom

i promise this isn't a your momma joke

[brat]

Why would my familial relationships be any of your concern?

@justsophie

[sophielicious]

yes this was not ominous at fucking all

[querulus]

you took too long jerking off the skeleton or whatever. i'm taking care of business

voice;

[levindicated]

Now why would I do that?

voice;

[querulus]

Cripes, you people are suspicious. Alright, which one are you? From the list.

un: jaycetalis | text

[hexcope]

Hey, maybe we shouldn't be messing around with that computer.

[ Especially since he already gave up his answer (not that it was hard to find out) but now he's regretting it, because why is HIS info one of the answers? ]

[querulus]

you're right that's why WE aren't. i am.

[sophielicious]

omfg chill man

un: sSs.H0T-D4MNT3.sSs

[nowfeaturing]

Well this isnt suspicious at all. Whats a computer want with my nephew?

[querulus]

depends. which one on the list is your nephew?

also technically the computer already knows about your nephew. i don't. i want to get something from the computer and that means answering some bullshit security questions. one of which is about your nephew.

[sophielicious]

hey uncle im in this too. help out

text; un: shades

[laserguy]

so.

how far have you gotten with this?

badly or not at all???

[querulus]

heyyyyyyy summers! bestest buddy! don't suppose you and the brat pack know any of the fine folks on my list there? btw you were on the list but don't worry, i know everything there is to know about my ole pal slim.

un: tacituskilgore | text

[pardamned]

[It is never good when someone he doesn't know knows his name.]

what the hell is a computer and why is it asking questions?

[querulus]

it's a magic box that gives me what i want when i tell it the special words.

[Sorry, Arthur, he's in a particularly unhelpful mood at the moment.]

i don't see a "tacitus kilgore" on my list. that is a psuedonym or are you just a looky-loo?

text, un.....temporarily ckent

[newsbeat]

Uh, why?

[querulus]

i'm sending you all invitations to my birthday party

i don't know, man, the bullshit computer in the bullshit pocket dimension where bullshit happens to us wants some bullshit information so it can give me some different bullshit information probably.

what's your middle name by the way

un: reese; text;

[aimsforknees]

What computer?

[querulus]

there's a stupid old computer in a spooky crypt full of bones. no i won't tell you where it is because everybody is too damn nosy and this place is really cramped. the security questions to get into it are a bunch of people's parent names and birthdays and shit. maybe there's cool secret information. probably it's just a way to torment us. mostly me. your question is what's your birthday.

anything else?

text | un: finch

[ornithologist]

[ John's already responded, so he can disclose his own birthday or not as he chooses. That leaves Harold with other questions. ]

An IBM 5150, really? From Earth?

[querulus]

more or less. not exactly, because you know. alien shit. but recognizable, yeah.

why?

un: Accelerator; text

[levelshift]

Go fuck yourself.

[querulus]

hey, points for cutting to the chase.

i'm gonna take a wild guess and say you're not going to be interested in telling me "what rank esper" you are