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[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

Her recent conversation with 'The Innovator' convinced Babs that she had put off setting up a global broadcast system for far too long. She had gone on a caffeine binge shortly after and now, after a few days with almost no sleep, she's finished.

With a final few keystrokes her salvaged network of satellites and radio stations begin broadcasting her digitally masked voice: "This is Oracle broadcasting on and monitoring all available frequencies. If you are receiving this message, please respond."

The system loops the message and constantly monitors for responses. There may be pockets of survivors out there, and if so then she definitely wants to know about them.

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[misterbunny.livejournal.com]

Ear twitch. "Reeeeallly?" You've perked his interest. "Any flashy things?" He still hasn't gotten a chance to use the one he got way back when.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

"Oh, a few," she answers vaguely.

[misterbunny.livejournal.com]

"You, you, you tease!" He grumbles a bit. "Should probably head back to the farm then. My talents are wasted out here."

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

"And you want to tag along with me?" she smirks.

[misterbunny.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I can get there on my own. After that, who knows?" He hauls himself to his feet, adjusting the broadcast a little bit, trying to find a more comfortable range for him. "Loathe as I am to leave this wonderful place."

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

"What? You're getting bored?"

[misterbunny.livejournal.com]

"Not really. Some of the shit they got in this House I'm at is out of this world. Except not.Lots of old weapons."

"But I could cause some more chaos elsewhere."