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expiationlogs2024-05-04 12:12 pm
ashaya) wrote in expiationlogs2024-05-04 12:12 pm
WELCOME TO THE DARK WEB.
Who: Spock and anyone interested in the aforementioned technology plot.
Where: Mostly around the port, because you have to really lean into the Gothic Romance of it.
What: Local nerds build a computer and a system of their own to exercise privacy online for everyone with mixed results.
Warnings: TBD. None so far, unless you want to count Spock veering into poeticisms inevitably in metatext.
[ chances are, if you're curious, you've been seeing a handful of ciphers cropping up around aldrip.
they start in places most chosen would frequent, spiral out to areas more remote in the coming days. but, no matter which ones you encounter, they all seem to written in the same hand. the words, if you can call them that, are jumbled in such a way that it looks impossible to unknot at first. but, there's a odd weight across some of these... messages? the letters look strange and, comparing them over time, you'll find a key.
curious, indeed. someone likes vigenère ciphers.
what it shakes out to is a set of coordinates that will lead you squarely to an abandoned warehouse by the pier, a date, and a time. if you're compelled to go on your own, you might find some of your fellows waiting around with you. if you're not? well, maybe you can take a friend just in case.
either way, you'll get your answers one way or another. ]
( ooc: HELLO FRIENDS. first and foremost, please see the comments and the sub-comments below for week blocking and organizational efforts. if you would like to summon me into your comment, just put spock in the subject line or ping me directly on plurk at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
askefise or on discord! i'm usually around in some capacity or another.
other than that: have fun! if you need me to help you brainstorm why your blorbo would show up or how, i'm here for you. time for totally fun and normal times that will not end in any abnormal way whatsoever on the 19th. )
Where: Mostly around the port, because you have to really lean into the Gothic Romance of it.
What: Local nerds build a computer and a system of their own to exercise privacy online for everyone with mixed results.
Warnings: TBD. None so far, unless you want to count Spock veering into poeticisms inevitably in metatext.
[ chances are, if you're curious, you've been seeing a handful of ciphers cropping up around aldrip.
they start in places most chosen would frequent, spiral out to areas more remote in the coming days. but, no matter which ones you encounter, they all seem to written in the same hand. the words, if you can call them that, are jumbled in such a way that it looks impossible to unknot at first. but, there's a odd weight across some of these... messages? the letters look strange and, comparing them over time, you'll find a key.
curious, indeed. someone likes vigenère ciphers.
what it shakes out to is a set of coordinates that will lead you squarely to an abandoned warehouse by the pier, a date, and a time. if you're compelled to go on your own, you might find some of your fellows waiting around with you. if you're not? well, maybe you can take a friend just in case.
either way, you'll get your answers one way or another. ]
( ooc: HELLO FRIENDS. first and foremost, please see the comments and the sub-comments below for week blocking and organizational efforts. if you would like to summon me into your comment, just put spock in the subject line or ping me directly on plurk at
other than that: have fun! if you need me to help you brainstorm why your blorbo would show up or how, i'm here for you. time for totally fun and normal times that will not end in any abnormal way whatsoever on the 19th. )
no subject
For a moment, Vincent stands there awkwardly when he comes upon the various items waiting for him. Being given gifts is a rarity, and he has to consider for a long moment how he wishes to proceed. It'd be rude to decline, but he doesn't have anywhere to put them either.]
...
[Well. He gathers them up anyway. It's a kind gesture nonetheless, and it does not stop Vincent from leaving the next batch of material that he can find. He should probably leave a note too. Maybe. Hm.
So he writes on a sticky note and leaves:
ok
Hell yeah, that'll do it.]