favoritetraitor: (determined)
[ARTEMIS FILTER//unhackable]~ *functioning normally*
I regret to inform everyone that we've lost one of our long standing members, Dr. Jezebel Disraeli. I'd suspected that something wasn't right, and today I found his picture hanging in the Hall of the Missing. For those who were not aware of his great contributions and role in ARTEMIS, I feel the need to say... that our organization suffers a tremendous blow this day.

Due to this, I will be taking a much more active position in ARTEMIS, and shifting work around to accommodate the positions that we are currently missing.

If you've had any outstanding projects with the doctor, please speak with me at your earliest convenience. Also, I request for someone to volunteer to recruit for new candidates.

Come to me if you have any concerns or questions, and I'll be happy to speak with you.

[Private to Xemnas]

Mr. Xemnas, I would speak with you as soon as you are able. This business will not wait.

[ooc: Due to the seriousness of this topic, I'd prefer to have all ARTEMIS FILTERS functioning as normal (not affected by the curse). After all, our whiz kid Artemis Fowl put uber encryption voodoo on ARTEMIS to prevent such things. All hail Artemis! Good job, kid.
We'll miss you Chelle!!!<3]

favoritetraitor: (despair)
No point in wasting any more time on this.

I quit.

... effective immediately.

My day off has given me time to go over where my life is heading, and I realized that I can't in good conscience continue in my various jobs when my heart just isn't in it anymore. This affects my position at the hospital, as well as the research and operation in the ARTEMIS Organization that I was responsible for... I'm sure it won't take any time to find people to fill my positions...

Is there a doctor out there that would consider taking on the patients I've been seeing at the hospital as well as privately? I can supply you with their charts and whatever information you need...

Sorry.

[ooc: Still suffering the effects of the Shugo Chara attack, Solomon has lost interest in trying to make something of his life in the City. BACKDATING FRIENDLY~]

favoritetraitor: (surprised)
[Accidental Video]

[The clock strikes midnight showing the tall figure of a man with arms braced on the edge of his office desk, body hunched over; the lengths of his blond hair hanging down in front of his face as he gasps.]

... what...?

[After a moment, he pushes himself upright and places a hand against his head, trying to regain a sense of his surroundings.]

Ah... a... curse...? I remember...

[His eyes widen and his head whips around to stare at the jumbled piles of paperwork that lay strewn around the room. All of his carefully organized work, every test result, every notated step, every decisive conclusion... ruined by finger paint, and crayon, and marker. Lost, all lost. The victim of an innocent human child.]

No... again?

[He pauses, his body deflating visibly and he lets out a frustrated sigh.]
favoritetraitor: (Chibi Sowoman happy)
[Accidental Video/Action for anyone in the apartment]

A four year old Solomon sits on the floor humming and halfway singing a traditional child's song. Scattered around his tiny body are what look like documents of some sort. Some with flow charts, others with what look like images of xray-s and other medical scans surrounded by notes and text. Clutched in his hand however, is a crayon and the camera clearly shows a myriad of markers and other kids art supplies well within grasp.

He apparently has been hard at work.

The little red light of the network device catches his attention, and eyes widening, he gathers together a handful of papers, crawls over to the light and pushes his 'art' at the screen.]


Ooooooooo!!!!!! Pretty red!!! Look! I made pretty too!~



[ooc: Solomon has in effect decimated his months of research, making it highly illegible underneath the art work. But look at how proud he seems! So much for his 'breakthrough' on the City Dead. *shrugs*]
favoritetraitor: (I'm better)
[Video]

[The camera flickers on, following the movements of Solomon clad regally in courtly garb. He seems distracted for a moment, assessing his attire and the sharp sword held aloft in his hand.

Ah yes. It is quite apparent to me now...

[Solomon tests his blade with a few skilled swipes in the air. Seemingly satisfied by the quality of his weapon, he shifts on his heel and turns to address the network at large.]

My Leige... I remain ever vigilant, your servant in all matters...

[With a flourish, he dips into a deep graceful bow.]

And I say unto thee, my lords and ladies, that I am at your service. If there is need for my sword, you have but to ask... no monster is too vile, no task too daring that I will not prevail in the end... I shall overcome any obstacle to rescue yon fair maiden from peril.

What say you?

[ooc: Photoshop Frankenstein work by me. Doesn't he look very French??? XD]
favoritetraitor: (sad eyes)
In reflection upon my most recent curse... I have no regrets. The companies I've helped raise from nothing are my children, and so it follows that the people I've recruited into it's fold could also be considered family of a sort.

My heart aches, thinking of Cinq Fleches and the ones I've lost in coming here. The ones I've abandoned...

... my lost family.

To my devoted employees, can you truly blame me for elevating you to such a role? Even cursed as I was, it was blissful to feel such a bond once again (even as fleeting as it was). Blissful, even with the resistance that some of you offered me in return. For no family is without some internal struggle. Blissful, because of the ones who patronized my madness... for what does family do but to support one another in good times as well as bad? My thanks... I honestly wouldn't mind doing this again sometime...
[Private messages to Saya, Zemnas, Zexion, and Kincaid] )

favoritetraitor: (sympathy)
My children... and just what have you been up to lately? Cain, Luke, my wayward sons. I think it's time you came home...

[Attempted filter to ARTEMIS]
Carl, Jezebel, Billy, Zexion, Xemnas, Clow, Lyle, Temperance, Lavi, Artemis, Basene, Kincaid... you are taking care of yourselves? With all the incidents occurring in the city lately, I have worried... they say to let your children make their own mistakes, but perhaps there's such a thing as having too much. Dear ones, forgive me for not being there when you've needed me. I shouldn't have spent all my time at the office... but I'd hoped to give you all a better life... have I failed? Is there still time to make amends...


[Solomon in full Mommy Dearest curse mode. And what else would he 'mother' other than his organization?]
favoritetraitor: (huh what?)
[Voice]

[Solomon mutters tiredly under his breath.]

I see... perhaps I should be making a daily check of the network before I even leave the apartment...

[His breath sounds a bit labored as he nears the microphone of the network device. Static sounds off as fingers inadvertently rub across the sensitive electronics before it settles into a clear transmission. He coughs, clearing his voice before speaking.]

I've just been attacked.

Please... be careful everyone. For safety sake... I'd suggest that everyone either carry some sort of sharp weapon, or if that's not feasible as in the case of the young ones... make sure there are others with you at ALL times until this thing is stopped.

I wasn't able to...

it was everywhere... determined...

I couldn't find any way to stop it...

[His voice lowers as his thoughts spill from his mouth in a whisper.]

This city... can it even be stopped? Can it even die?
favoritetraitor: (Default)
The ARTEMIS Organization is still accepting new members to combat the curses that plague our city. We are seeking industrious scientists, doctors, investigators, as well as those skilled in the magical arts. If you are interested please contact me...

[Private to Artemis Members
]

Please welcome Mr. Lyle Dylandy, one of our newest members. He'll be joining the department for deity research starting today...

*[ooc: NEW INFORMATION ADDED]* Also, I'm pleased to introduce everyone to Mr. Xemnas. He'll be working in our Dimensional studies as well as investigating the nature of the curses... and Dr. Temperance Brennan who will be working as a field investigator and archivist. She also has an interest in working on our little deity project.

Now on to a pressing issue...

Due to an increase in the severity of curses, I'd like to address the issue of security to protect the work that we have accomplished so far. As many of you may have realized, I myself have been greatly affected, and in my cursed state, was nearly detrimental to one of our projects. Perhaps our probings into the dealings of the so called Deities has come to their attention and they are working against us.

If this is the case, we must be more diligent, and determined to get past such obstacles.

I'm open to any suggestions and wish for each of you to come up with a solution in your own particular fields of expertise. I cannot stress enough the need to set up a series of checks and balances in order to prevent disaster. Please submit your report here as soon as possible. Also, let me know if your own work has suffered likewise. Equipment being damaged, lost, or stolen...

1) progress
2) setbacks
3) ideas to safeguard your work

We are still interested in garnering more support and members for ARTEMIS. Please keep your eyes open to possible new recruits and let me know who they are and what their skills might be... we will have new introductions here as we acquire new people. Please be sure to welcome them to our fold.

[Private to Jezebel Disraeli]

Jezebel, I've grown increasingly more concerned over the situation with the curses and how it will affect us. I think it would be prudent to add security to our group. Specified personnel to step in when needed to prevent this kind of sabotage. As for myself, I'm afraid that I'd require special care to stop me, so am taking it upon myself to find someone suitable.

But that still leaves the matter for our other dear members of ARTEMIS. Do you have any input on this matter?

[Private to Mr. Zexion]

Mr. Zexion, you are well I hope? We have a creature for your project. It's smaller than I'd originally intended, so I hope that won't set you back as far as having to resize the implanted electronics. Have you been successful in designing a device to control it's movements?

On a side note, I feel the need to increase security in the various labs where we are holding some of our more delicate projects. Something that would prevent a cursed member of ARTEMIS from sabotaging our progress. Do you have any ideas of how to achieve this goal?

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