[Though the phone turns on, for a moment there is silence. When he speaks, Neo's voice is cool, yet not quite as emotionless as the last time he spoke across the network. There's a note of satisfaction in his tone now, along with just a hint of weariness.]

It's done.

The implants have been deactivated.

You're all free.

[OOC Note: Yes, this ( Read more... )

[OOC Note: This "call" will be received by everyone in the city, however it's up to you whether your character responds to it or ignores it.]

[Whether the phone is on or off, it gives a beep. A second later the screen turns on, yet there is no image save that of the phone's background. It remains on, doing nothing, for approximately three minutes ( Read more... )

[His voice is cool, calm, and business-like.]

Two weeks ago, I asked for help with my plan to disable and remove the implants. Some of you responded.

I need to know your status.

[Although his voice is flat and emotionless, there's a matter-of-fact quality about it that surpasses mere confidence. Confidence is thinking that something can be done. Neo's tone indicates that he knows it will be done.]Gotham City ( Read more... )

[There's a harsh sound as the phone turns on, like something's being haphazardly drawn over the microphone. A bit of rustling follows. Then one word, shouted into the phone in a panic.]

Mouse!

[His voice is quiet and utterly surprised.]

Whoa...

Deja vu.

[At first it's just Neo's voice, sounding a little confused.]

You sure have weird friends, Mouse.

Sorry, but I had to open it. Make sure I wasn't bringing back something dangerous. Mind filling me in?

[The camera comes on. Glimpses of the background show a city that's seen better days. A dizzying spin, and the video focuses on a large, long box ( Read more... )

[His voice is quiet. Not quite hesitant, but not particularly strong either.]

I'm looking for people with computer skills. Mostly in programming.

If you're out there, if you can hear this, please respond.

[There's a low, quiet chuckle as the recording turns on. Under his breath, Neo mutters, more to himself than anyone else.]

Wonder if I'll ever get used to this.

[He clears his throat, speaks into the receiver this time.]

I'm... looking for a job. If it's available, I'd prefer something with computers. I'm good with computers. But if not, well ( Read more... )

[There's a click as the phone is turned on, followed by a series of low tones. After an expectant silence, there's a sigh. Then a mutter, frustrated and a little annoyed.]

Shit. Not again.

[Another pause. For a moment, the quiet sound of footsteps moving over tile can be heard. The footsteps stop. There's a softer sigh. When he speaks again, he ( Read more... )