[Huvrye doesn't know nearly enough about this world's technology - namely, the internet. Sure, he'd gotten a brief explanation, and he'd picked up a bit from usage, but the fact that seeing privacy settings in action had taken him by surprise told him he definitely had more to learn. He can't have deep or dangerous conversations out in the open - not where everyone can see and react accordingly. He needs to know more about how all of this works.]
[He picks an evening when Leo doesn't seem to have much homework to ask. He is not expecting the conversation to span more than an hour and to cover factors he'd never thought of, let alone ask about (and he's fairly certain that "what Leo thinks is important" and "actual security risks" is a venn diagram overlap that is not a circle). Probably a good thing that he's not keeping Leo from his homework with this. He's still trying to wrap his mind around a few things.]
So you can just comment anonymously on some places, and people can't figure out it's you? You're sure it's secure?
[Getting tech support from Leo is definitely a questionable decision, but Leo does at least know the ins and outs of the internet better than Huvrye, so he can teach what he knows. And then some. He likes feeling helpful!]
Yeah! Well, I mean, if you’re too obvious people may be able to realize it’s you, and it’s possible some sites will track your IP, but for OurPowers you shouldn’t have anything tying directly to you. And the IP address isn’t that helpful on its own, and you can easily get around it anyway.
[Maybe a true master hacker could figure something out, and Leo can imagine there are more people in the universe than just his brother that would dox someone over a petty argument, but he doubts most people would bother.]
So if you’re going to be talking any more trash about Fantastic, do it anon.
[Like Leo has been doing, but he doesn’t say that.]
[It's either Leo or Mark, and Huvrye has leaned too heavily on Mark as of late to want to put yet another thing on his plate, so Leo it is.]
[After about the first fifteen minutes with no end in sight, he'd started writing down terms to look up later, if only too keep this from getting too off topic. "IP address" gets added to the bottom of the list.]
So it's good for venting, but not for planning, and it's only secure to a point.
[The point at which he lets something identifying slip, but he can watch out for that. He pulls up a specific conversation on Danny's OurPowers post and shows it to Leo - namely for the privacy settings.]
And how secure are these? If someone thought there was a conversation there that they couldn't see, would they be able to find it?
[This message is coming towards the end of April, in a group Discord chat Accelerator is starting. He probably could've messaged them individually, but if he's going to force himself to be the least bit sociable (if one can even call it that....) then he's going to do it in the most efficient way possible. He's also going to try and keep things vague, since he doesn't exactly want to blurt out Hey by the way I'm joining the Society and doing shady things for them since I'm a hugely murderous villain to two people who are entirely uninvolved in all of that.
(That's what he's telling himself. It has absolutely nothing to do with trying to put off the inevitable communication cut off that'll come when they do find out. No sir.)]
Yo.
I'm going to be attending school in May. Consider this a head's up.
[He actually isn't sure if Donnie is going to school given the whole registration thing, so that might not be particularly relevant to him. This next part is, though:]
I've also got an address for an electronics recycling facility for tech equipment. It's less 'scavenging' and more 'breaking in and stealing,' but that shit's going to be recycled anyways so I doubt there's a big difference.
[That part might not be directly relevant to Leo, but Accelerator is at least fairly sure that he would want to know if his brother is possibly going to get up to crimes.]
Does your teleportation have a range or any weight limits?
[That has been on his mind, among other things, but he really, really doesn't want to interact with Leo's teleportation vectors to find out (for obvious reasons), so asking is his next best option.]
[While Danny and Leo might not exactly be close, he was still just about the closest thing Danny has to a friend his own age. And as more and more shit starts hitting the fan that's enough to push Danny past any lingering social anxiety and get him to reach out. However hostile things were getting for the majority of Starfallen, it had to be a hell of a lot worse for anyone like Leo who couldn't hide their mutation without the help of the Guilds.]
Hey. Things are getting pretty crazy and it sounded like the quarantine still isn't coming down anytime soon. Just kinda wanted to check-in. How are you holding up?
[Definitely not quietly panicking and rolling a few really stupid and risky plans around in his head. Nope, nope. It's all chill. But speaking of stupid plans...]
say, how married are you to the idea of riding things out there as opposed to, like, sneaking out to a carnival in Little Love?
[It's really, really stupid. But with how fast things are going downhill he's got a bad feeling this could be the last shot at some fun before stuff gets real bleak, or at least before he gets himself into some real trouble.]
[Left on whatever clear spot he's able to find at the time: A map. It's a printout of the city with the apartment circled- a starting point, and ...a QR code with Donnie's trademark symbol in the middle of it. When scanned, it provides an overlay to the map, purple lines blazing along streets from the apartment to a point marked with the familiar insignia inscribed on their belts. It's not an overly complicated venture, as much fun as that might be, but Donnie's just as eager to see Leo get to the goal than he is to watch his brother jump through as many hoops as possible. ...that and there's the chance that Leo might realize when he's just getting yanked around and cheat.
The end destination is an old garage, part of an abandoned auto tune-up joint. The rest is in shambles, but the garage is actually locked up tight. The door however will start to open once Leo comes within a couple feet of it, spotlights turning on to highlight what's parked inside: a motorcycle trimmed in iridescent electric blue. Okay, it's not a lightcycle, its previous life was that of a more standard motorcycle body than a sportsbike but its got some thick wheels that could have been lightcycle worthy, not as big as but reminiscent of those on the Shell Hogs. The real fun is when it's turned on, activating a blaze of neon lighting that streaks along the chassis from head to exhaust, and along the rims of each side of those wheels. It's been set to turn on for the inauguration run, but has a switch to turn them off and on otherwise. Because let's be real, the best time for this baby to shine is at night!
...and because it's Donnie there's of course an owner's manual, but thankfully it's not encyclopedia-sized. It is however still light novel-sized.]
[Leo is confused when he sees the map at first, but once he scans the QR code he figures it out. Leave it to Donnie to be super dramatic about what Leo assumes is his Christmas present!
(He isn’t really complaining.)
He tucks his own present for Donnie under his arm, then makes his way to the spot marked on the map, arriving pretty quickly all things considered. He’s tempted to portal inside when he sees the locked door, but it opens for him before he has to.
When he goes inside, his jaw drops, and he very nearly fumbles the present he’s holding.]
No waaaaaaaaaaay!
[He sets the present down gently in a clear space, then skips over gleefully to the motorcycle, running his hands and fingers over the handlebars, the seat, the rims. Donnie has built lots of cool things, and the Shell Hogs were always a favorite of Leo’s, but this bike is so clearly specifically in his style that it instantly jumps to the top of the list.]
Oh mama, I am going to get so many speeding tickets with this thing.
[He finally pulls his eyes away from the bike, searching the derelict building for any sign of Donnie. He’s gotta be here somewhere.
[Leo is surprised - he wasn’t expecting any presents from the penthouse crew, especially Jason. He appreciates it, though; he does take care of his swords, so the supplies are nice.
He shoots Jason a message later.]
hey man thanks you didn’t have to get me anything though
[Seriously; housing his family for as long as they did was more than enough.]
[It's a few days after Christmas, but Accelerator will be delivering a book.
He's forcing a window open and leaving it on the coffee table, along with Donnie's gift. Leo's will be unwrapped, and there will be a simple note attached saying "For Leonardo."]
[Leo gets up a bit later than Donnie, so he finds his gift later. He turns the book over, reading the back curiously - it’s definitely piquing his interest.
He texts Accelerator after flipping through it a bit.]
thanks for the non-specific seasonal gift I love it
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Action | Early March, after Danny's post
[He picks an evening when Leo doesn't seem to have much homework to ask. He is not expecting the conversation to span more than an hour and to cover factors he'd never thought of, let alone ask about (and he's fairly certain that "what Leo thinks is important" and "actual security risks" is a venn diagram overlap that is not a circle). Probably a good thing that he's not keeping Leo from his homework with this. He's still trying to wrap his mind around a few things.]
So you can just comment anonymously on some places, and people can't figure out it's you? You're sure it's secure?
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Yeah! Well, I mean, if you’re too obvious people may be able to realize it’s you, and it’s possible some sites will track your IP, but for OurPowers you shouldn’t have anything tying directly to you. And the IP address isn’t that helpful on its own, and you can easily get around it anyway.
[Maybe a true master hacker could figure something out, and Leo can imagine there are more people in the universe than just his brother that would dox someone over a petty argument, but he doubts most people would bother.]
So if you’re going to be talking any more trash about Fantastic, do it anon.
[Like Leo has been doing, but he doesn’t say that.]
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[After about the first fifteen minutes with no end in sight, he'd started writing down terms to look up later, if only too keep this from getting too off topic. "IP address" gets added to the bottom of the list.]
So it's good for venting, but not for planning, and it's only secure to a point.
[The point at which he lets something identifying slip, but he can watch out for that. He pulls up a specific conversation on Danny's OurPowers post and shows it to Leo - namely for the privacy settings.]
And how secure are these? If someone thought there was a conversation there that they couldn't see, would they be able to find it?
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brb punting
fitting sports terminology
...I didn't even think about that
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Text; dn: Accelerator
[He's sending some links along and that's it, that's the whole message. Extremely sociable, this guy.]
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Leo sees "Hamato" and feels a chill come over him, because he knows he never mentioned it.]
cool thx
whats that tho haha
some kind of nickname?
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What are you talking about? I call most people by their last names.
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From OurPowers to Discord!
boom!
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Discord Group Chat for Leo and Donnie | End of April
(That's what he's telling himself. It has absolutely nothing to do with trying to put off the inevitable communication cut off that'll come when they do find out. No sir.)]
Yo.
I'm going to be attending school in May. Consider this a head's up.
[He actually isn't sure if Donnie is going to school given the whole registration thing, so that might not be particularly relevant to him. This next part is, though:]
I've also got an address for an electronics recycling facility for tech equipment. It's less 'scavenging' and more 'breaking in and stealing,' but that shit's going to be recycled anyways so I doubt there's a big difference.
[That part might not be directly relevant to Leo, but Accelerator is at least fairly sure that he would want to know if his brother is possibly going to get up to crimes.]
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what happened to dont go to school leo, schools bad leo
also are we doing b&es now
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Haven't we always, Entry 1?
[Yeah he had to
okay no he didn't]Anyway, sweet. We'll be doing them a favor so long as they don't keep a detailed manifest, but that shouldn't be any problem to adjust.
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Text; un: Accelerator; a day or two after the training session
[That has been on his mind, among other things, but he really, really doesn't want to interact with Leo's teleportation vectors to find out (for obvious reasons), so asking is his next best option.]
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I teleported the tank to another planet once
just for a few seconds though
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Hey, Leo.]
What the fuck.
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Text; DN: DisArmed
Hey. Things are getting pretty crazy and it sounded like the quarantine still isn't coming down anytime soon. Just kinda wanted to check-in. How are you holding up?
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hey man
no idea whats gonna happen with that but im chill. not like ive ever done a lot of traveling
howre you?
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[Definitely not quietly panicking and rolling a few really stupid and risky plans around in his head. Nope, nope. It's all chill. But speaking of stupid plans...]
say, how married are you to the idea of riding things out there as opposed to, like, sneaking out to a carnival in Little Love?
[It's really, really stupid. But with how fast things are going downhill he's got a bad feeling this could be the last shot at some fun before stuff gets real bleak, or at least before he gets himself into some real trouble.]
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augh I lost this tag, sorry
Discord group chat with Leo and Donnie
You two better still be alive after all that shit.
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obviously we are
we can handle a little monster fight
how bout you?
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guess who forgot to track the threaddddd
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[Totally texting you from the next room over fool]
I stole some cans from Rator
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Here comes Santa
The end destination is an old garage, part of an abandoned auto tune-up joint. The rest is in shambles, but the garage is actually locked up tight. The door however will start to open once Leo comes within a couple feet of it, spotlights turning on to highlight what's parked inside: a motorcycle trimmed in iridescent electric blue. Okay, it's not a lightcycle, its previous life was that of a more standard motorcycle body than a sportsbike but its got some thick wheels that could have been lightcycle worthy, not as big as but reminiscent of those on the Shell Hogs. The real fun is when it's turned on, activating a blaze of neon lighting that streaks along the chassis from head to exhaust, and along the rims of each side of those wheels. It's been set to turn on for the inauguration run, but has a switch to turn them off and on otherwise. Because let's be real, the best time for this baby to shine is at night!
...and because it's Donnie there's of course an owner's manual, but thankfully it's not encyclopedia-sized. It is however still light novel-sized.]
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(He isn’t really complaining.)
He tucks his own present for Donnie under his arm, then makes his way to the spot marked on the map, arriving pretty quickly all things considered. He’s tempted to portal inside when he sees the locked door, but it opens for him before he has to.
When he goes inside, his jaw drops, and he very nearly fumbles the present he’s holding.]
No waaaaaaaaaaay!
[He sets the present down gently in a clear space, then skips over gleefully to the motorcycle, running his hands and fingers over the handlebars, the seat, the rims. Donnie has built lots of cool things, and the Shell Hogs were always a favorite of Leo’s, but this bike is so clearly specifically in his style that it instantly jumps to the top of the list.]
Oh mama, I am going to get so many speeding tickets with this thing.
[He finally pulls his eyes away from the bike, searching the derelict building for any sign of Donnie. He’s gotta be here somewhere.
(The user manual is going ignored for now.)]
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Ho ho ho
invadesvisits the penthouse, there’s a box waiting for him.Inside the box is a polish and cleaning kit for his sword]
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He shoots Jason a message later.]
hey man thanks
you didn’t have to get me anything though
[Seriously; housing his family for as long as they did was more than enough.]
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He's forcing a window open and leaving it on the coffee table, along with Donnie's gift. Leo's will be unwrapped, and there will be a simple note attached saying "For Leonardo."]
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He texts Accelerator after flipping through it a bit.]
thanks for the non-specific seasonal gift
I love it
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