text | call network | un: spoons

[maskedtyrant]

[It's been a few weeks since Codi first came upon this weird phone with only one app on it and yet it continues to perplex her. Mostly she's not sure why it keeps turning up on or around her person--in her pockets, on her desk, in her car. This has made it particularly difficult to keep it secret from everyone else, including her newly-appointed team of, uh. "Business advisors." Hand-picked to discuss these kinds of oddities in their line of work, sure, but Codi can't help but feel that they would be chomping at the bit to exploit the mysteries of this device for themselves. She'll let them know in due time, after she's exploited it herself.]

[That being said, it's starting to really unnerve her that this obvious traveling cult knows where she is and has been tracking her every movement. Watching out for bugs and setting up improvised traps and alarms around the house and workplace hasn't turned up anything except a few very confused and irritated employees. It's exhausting, baffling work. Codi's basically given up at this point.]

[She is, however, mildly pleased at the option to change her username from her first foray on the network. The more secrets she can attempt to keep from these people, the better.]

ok but for real tho
how r u guys getting in my house

Comments

un: wardenka

[boundinblood]

I'm sorry? I'm afraid I don't understand why you're asking. Is someone on this network bothering you? Or threatening you, for that matter? Has something been stolen from you?

[It's weird, but it looks like some heroing might be in order. Maybe. As soon as she can figure out what's going on.]

un: troubadourCatalyst

[thygospelevity]

what the mother fuck is a house? :oO
it is not I whom you pose such query to, is it?