[ Intermittent audio. Continuous recording. Discontinuous transmission. Sporadic (unintentional biological, debatable intent psioelectrimechanical) privacy lock failure. Forges rebel against being used as dictaphones, doc.

Here's that strangely sonorous nasal { Voice } ]Trial four. Laser setting oh-point-six. Progressing inward to a more volatile ( Read more... )

[ The Forge is sitting in the windowsill in Elle's apartment, facing the window, when it clicks on. ] Lovely weather we're having. [ That's sarcasm, dear people. ] Any chance there's a weatherman here who can tell me when the rain's supposed to let up?

[ She grabs the Forge and makes her way to the couch, plopping down on it as she turns the Forge ( Read more... )

[The feed opens up to show a somewhat agitated man wearing sweats and a white tank top.So I've gotten the basics here so far. Big archway called the Door that brings everyone here. People come from all sorts of different worlds. This place is called Anatole right? I know, normally people come in and want everything explained to them but what can I ( Read more... )

[ The device clicks on to show a less than happy blonde sitting on the bed of the apartment she just woke up in. ] I'm going to make this brief: I'm looking for a man named Arthur Petrelli. Apparently he doesn't remember how the job works and decided it'd be super fun to kidnap me without even giving me an explanation. So whoever's out there ( Read more... )