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Mark Zuckerberg
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[PART NINE] & Some News
Okay, I'm a little new at this so sorry if I mess this up first go. Because it's been 5 months since the last round even though we haven't been busy. I figured I might as well earn my keep and try to get this place alive again...




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Hi, right now everyone is working on some changes so hold on new things are coming. In an effort to kick this place back into action, we're doing round 9. In a few days, we'll be setting up a fills post that hopefully will work directly for archiving and an overflow post. Also we'll be doing a friending meme at tsn_km_gather so be looking out for that. I know some of the other mods have plans of their own which will be coming soon.

If you have any questions or ideas that I can help you with, feel free to PM me. I'll be around.



have fun!

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i know you guys are enjoying this meme and i appreciate that but please can you put the SUBJECT HEADER on your prompt. you would REALLY be helping me out if you could do that. it just saves time for me when i'm trying to tag everything in delicious.



AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT repost prompts from parts three, four, five, six, seven, or eight. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen. We know there's been some issues but we're working on it with pinboard. No duplicates from this round either. THANK YOU.

Eduardo/Mark, AU

AU, inspired by The Truman Show, 1984, and THG (sort of.)

Mark's been living in the same town all his life. He knows everybody and everybody knows him, because people never leave. Sometimes someone dies, sometimes a new family arrives, but people never just leave. And nobody seems to ever wonder why.
Mark does.
He's good with computers and he's always done a bit of hacking to pass the time, but one day he finds something he shouldn't have. Something that says that the town he lives in doesn't exist, that there are cameras in every tree, every sign, every corner of every house and that everything is some sort of giant social experiment on the human behaviour, that every single person in this town is a blissfully ignorant subject. He freaks out, but the next time he tries to access the site there's nothing. Instead, he receives an admission letter from Harvard. His parents are overjoyed and will gladly see him off. Except Mark never applied. When someone Mark doesn't remember seeing before offers his family to bring him there because his son is going too (how fucking convenient) Mark realizes what's up. Turns out, since he's found them out they want to get him out of there, but mostly they want to keep him where they can keep an eye on him. So they recruit him.
So Mark now lives in some sort of odd artificial tiny city, and classes files and files of notes on people whose names he recognizes and the whole thing is insane but he manages to ignore most of it (his new flat has a laptop, it takes his mind off things, it's good.)
A year passes and Mark gets "promoted". He gets called in for a temporary replacement. He has to watch a new subject, but it's only for a couple of days and the guy got in a month ago so he's settled and has been declared safe (enter Chris Hughes, who's the new tenant of that house Mark used to walk by every day when he went to school, and how fucking weird is that when you're seeing it from the other side of the screen.)
And then, a couple of months later, whoever is in charge decides to give Mark his first real job. Someone he'll have to watch all on his own, 24/7, take notes and write weekly reports about. A brand new subject, and he'll be all Mark's. Mark's an insensitive asshole, he hasn't been here long but he'll handle it, he won't get attached and screw up.
Enter Eduardo Saverin.

Complementary information:
- about the town and how it's "closed" : some sort of Truman Show barrier/wall/thing? behind a very convenient river that somehow circles the whole town, and strangely enough it's common knowledge that the river is dangerous and you should never try to swim in the river.
- about being a "watcher: you're literally sitting in front of a wall of screens, each broadcasting live feeds of every camera in and outside the house of your subject. There's also a control panel with a lot of buttons that controls basically everything in the area covered by the cameras (a la Hunger Games arena, except you can't create things out of thin air)

Bonus points for:
- Dustin working with Mark, which baffles Mark to no end because how can someone like Dustin stand to do something like that, then he learns that that Stephanie girl Dustin goes on and on about when he's drunk is one of his subjects and, yeah, it starts to make sense.
- Mark having a mental break down and sneaking out of his (tightly controlled but strangely not by him) flat to show up on Chris's doorstep. Chris who has absolutely no idea who he is and to whom bad things would probably happen if Mark were to tell him (because interactions between subjects and "workers" (? idk) are obviously STRICTLY FORBIDDEN, ALERT ALERT) and Mark doesn't want that but Chris was a good person from what he remembers, and Mark doesn't really have anyone else.
- as previously mentioned, interactions are STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. But Eduardo's interesting and smart and Mark is a hacker and when did rules stop him before.

It's very specific, probably a little too much, but there are amazing writers in this fandom and I would literally cry if this were to be written. I'm ready to beg.

Re: Eduardo/Mark, AU

i am writing this! just so you know. :) though i have a question - do you have a preference for happy or sad ending?

Re: Eduardo/Mark, AU

THANK YOU. So much. (I mean it, I almost cried. But tonight is one of those nights when I get suddenly and for no apparent reasons overwhelmed by feelings for TSN, so don't worry, it's not all your fault.)
Happy or sad ending, hmmm. I already gave a lot of informations and things I wanted but left no indication about the ending because, most of all, what I would like for the ending is for it to make sense, to be coherent with the rest of the story. Something that is realistic and fits with what happened previously. That being said, I am partial to a happy ending! But given the tone of the story, a happy ending wouldn't be all rainbows and cakes either, so.
I talk too much, right? Just go with what you think is right! I gave the prompt but you're writing the story, it's up to you :)

Re: Eduardo/Mark, AU - (Anonymous), 2012-04-15 04:09 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: Eduardo/Mark, AU - (Anonymous), 2012-04-15 04:33 pm (UTC)(Expand)

Memories are Forever - 1a/?

hi, there! um. this is a fill for this. I’m sorry if this isn’t what you want, OP, but I saw the prompt and sort of fell in love. so! yes.

title shamelessly stolen from the giver, by lois lowry.

disclaimer: not mine. i certainly hope this has never happened.

Mark likes his life well enough.

People don’t really like him – but that’s okay, it’s all okay, because he has his computer and his code and he learned to hack when he was young and the assholes down the street taunted him, called him all sorts of names. And so he hacked into the teacher’s gradebook and changed all of their grades to failing, and watched the destruction happen – he knew when the parents found out because after that, for a long time, the kids didn’t come out to play anymore.

He doesn’t do things like that anymore – he supposes he’s grown up, as much as someone like him can have grown up. He’s matured, at least, and so he settles for being the smartest in his class – he always has been, from the time they were young, from the time he learned that knowledge meant power and tried everything in his to get it.

Today, though, today there’s something different. He’s trying to get into the government’s information – because he can, okay, because he knows he can and all he has to do is prove it – and there’s something.

He sees his name, and –

Mark Zuckerberg, age 18. Allergic to cats. Red-green colorblind.

And that’s just the beginning – it’s pages and pages of information on him, on him alone, and he closes his eyes, tossing the laptop to the side for a moment, because holy shit.

He doesn’t know what it is, though, and that’s the only thing that makes him lift up the computer again, and go searching for something, anything, to explain it.

He finds it, and it’s – terrifying, to say the least.

His city – his city that he loves, that he’s lived his entire life in (that they’ve all lived their entire lives in, because no one leaves Kirkland, no one’s ever left Kirkland and maybe that should have been the warning bell in his mind but -) is nothing more than a social experiment.

Cameras everywhere, and – information about everyone.

One thought spins through his mind, as he reads.

We’re just parts of a social experiment.

He knows that’s what it is – that has to be what it is. There are so many statistics, information that Mark never would have thought to get – and everything seems controlled, down to the weather.

He sits back, letting out a sharp breath, and closes his eyes.

He has virtually no one to tell this to – no one that would listen to him, at least. No one talks to him – and it isn’t as though he’d trust anyone enough with information like this, not with everyone in the city’s intelligence level below what he’d consider proper for a fucking child.

He has no one to tell it to, and so he crawls into bed early, that night, and stares out the window at the moon, the fucking manufactured moon.

He feels dumb, more than anything else – he should have noticed, should have been able to do something, should have seen something, no matter what, but he hadn’t. He’d let all of the signs fly past him and now – now, he’s stuck at the edge of something, stuck with knowledge that he has no idea how to use.

Morning, he decides, closing his eyes. He’ll re-check in the morning.

He’ll decide what to do then.

(Maybe he’ll dream up a solution.)

Re: Memories are Forever - 1b/?


In the morning, it’s gone.

He knows what he did – he burned the keystrokes into his mind, so that he’d be able to get to them again – but the page is gone. It’s as though nothing was ever there – as though this was all a trick.

And he’d believe that, he would, but he knows he’d never make up something as fucking insane as this – and it makes so much sense. It’s sick, and horrible, and evil, but it makes sense. Everything that he’s ever wondered, everything he’s been unsure about since he was young, is explained by this.

And maybe it’s dangerous – but he has to figure it out.


He tries asking around.

He starts with his teachers – because they’re the most likely to know things. He asks them things like “when was the city created?” and “how often do people leave for university?” but they look at him as though he’s stupid and don’t answer him.

(Mark doesn’t have the best reputation after that stunt when he was younger, and he’s never regretted the stupidity more than he does right now.)

He turns to the kids, too, but they all laugh at him, shaking their heads.

He knows what they’re doing – that as soon as he turns around, they’re going to laugh at him and mock him. He knows the nicknames they have for him, he fucking knows, and the thought usually wouldn’t make him upset but – this is fucking ridiculous. He doesn’t know who he is – they’re a bunch of fucking social experiments and he still doesn’t get treated like a person.

He says some things to them about – okay, so he maybe comments on the fact that one of them looks like a chicken and the other girl resembles a pig, and – it turns to blows, and Mark ends up in the principal’s office with a broken nose.

“Mark, why would you say such things?”

Mark rolls his eyes, and he’s entirely at the end of the rope. “Because they hate me.”

“That isn’t true.”

He raises his eyebrows. “Excuse me, sir, but that’s bullshit.”

“Mark –”

“I know you live in this idyllic world where everything is perfect and the smartest are the popular ones and no one ever talks shit about each other, but that’s not the case.”

“Mark, that type of language is entirely –”

“And furthermore,” and now he’s really getting angry, throwing everything from the past years into it, “furthermore you teachers all sit on your high horses and act as though you’re trying so hard when you know you’re not. You could do more, you could all do more, and then you sit there and you wonder – why do kids act out? Why would I say such terrible things? Because I get beat up, sir. Because I don’t have friends – I don’t want friends, but that’s beside the point. I tried to ask a simple question and they – things were said.”

“Mark, I’m –”

“If you say you’re sorry, I swear to god, I will hit you,” Mark says to his hands.

He ends up with only a suspension for his trouble, and his parents yell at him but he doesn’t care, really. That just gives him more time to research, and it’s an entire day. He’s confident that he’ll find at least something to point him in the right direction.

There’s nothing, though. He looks all day, holed up in his room, but nothing turns up – so either they’re exceptionally good at their jobs or Mark’s looking in the wrong places.


He goes back to school, but it’s with less enthusiasm. He’s not getting out of town; that’s been made very clear. He’d had hopes of going to some big, prestigious university out of town but he doesn’t think he should even bother, now, because – he’s not getting out.

He’s never getting out.

Re: Memories are Forever - 1b/? - OP - (Anonymous), 2012-04-16 04:54 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: Memories are Forever - 1b/? - xbriyeon, 2012-04-16 03:40 pm (UTC)(Expand)

SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 1a/?

hello, i have no idea what i'm doing here. I AM NOT A WRITER, someone should kick me out but the prompt gave me ideas and before i knew it i had convinced myself that attempting to actually do something about it wouldn't necessarily be a terrible idea. FEEL FREE TO CORRECT ME. Also, this has never seen a beta in its (admittedly short) life and author!anon learned english at school and over the internet, so, yeah, DUBIOUS QUALITY AHEAD.
Title stolen from the album of the same name by Lali Puna.

Scary World Theory

Mark wakes up to the sound of his alarm clock ringing happily in the emptiness of his room. He turns it off and sits up slowly, eyes still closed against the morning light filtering in through the curtains. One by one, he hears the doors of his small apartment unlock (it had taken some time to get used to it, but now he barely pays any attention to the sound and what it means) and, a few seconds later, the monitor in front of his bed comes on with a faint popping sound. On the screen, a fat little lady greets him with a cheerful smile.

Good morning, Mr. Zuckerberg. This morning, you will be working in building 4 to help supervise the arrival of twelve new participants. Your presence is required at 9:00. It is 7:30. We wish you a very nice day!

Mark groans something unintelligible, and the monitor goes off as he gets up to open the curtains. He blinks, stretches and locks himself in the bathroom (the bathroom door is the only one he can lock and unlock manually, and it had taken a few months to convince them that it would be fine, it wouldn't allow him to do anything dangerous, no, he wouldn't run away, the room had no window.)

At 8:00, he is dressed and ready to go. He grabs a hoodie and leaves the apartment. He'll be early, but perhaps it'll prevent his colleagues from throwing him suspicious glances or whispering behind his back. Not that he minds, he honestly couldn't care less, but he doesn't understand why they still act this way. It both amazes and annoys him. Sometimes, he has to fight the urge to shout Come on, it's been two years, get over it! but mostly, he doesn't think about it. If they intend to keep being like this around him, they shouldn't have let him join in the first place. But they did, so let them deal with the consequences, he'll continue on with his life whether they like it or not.
It's chilly outside as he waits for the bus (there was no way they would let him have his own car, he never even bothered to ask), and he briefly wishes he had put on proper shoes instead of the usual socks and flip flops. Shoulders hunched and hands far down in his pockets, he sighs and hopes that the bus will arrive shortly.

At 8:37, he reaches building 4 and is instructed to go to the room C-28 ("First floor, second door on your left.") Just as he thought, the room is empty when he enters, but the files containing the data on the newcomers have already been prepared and are spread out on the front desk. Mark doesn't bother to take a look at them. He's only here because they have to keep him busy, not because he's actually expected to work. He might have to answer a few practical questions about the life in the city, since he's the only one who has experienced it, but that's pretty much it. A few minutes later, as he's staring out through the window, someone comes in. Mark turns slightly to acknowledge whoever that is.
"You're early," is the man’s greeting, said with a faintly reproachful tone that Mark is used to hear when someone is late. He represses a smirk.

Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 1b/?

He's seen the guy before, a handful of times. From what Mark remembers, what the man thinks of him has always been written clearly on his face. Even if he supposes that the cold tone and sneering looks he receives are meant to make him feel ill at ease or somewhat ashamed of himself ("For what?" he always wonders), Mark finds it more entertaining than anything.
They're all trying so hard to exclude him that, would he not be busy ignoring them, he's sure he would find it almost endearing. He fakes an unconvincing tired smile.

"I haven't slept well recently," he lies.

The man snorts and Mark almost hears "serves you right". Instead, the man chooses not to answer, and takes one of the files on the desk in clear dismissal of Mark's presence. End of the morning greetings, Mark thinks cheerfully.

Another good day in the offing.


At 12:37, he's back in his office. It isn't really an office and it isn't his at all, but Mark finds it easier to call it his office rather than "this large room with desks and shelves that I share with twelve people as insignificant as me." It's in this room that he's been working for the last two years.

His job is easy: organise and classify all the observation reports that are sent to his computer, print a copy for each and every one of them, put them away in the shelves ("The files are arranged by date, project and location. See here? May 2003, project #23, Zone 2. Got it? Don't mess up."), and transfer the digital version to the main archive.

If someone were to ask for his opinion, Mark would say that he isn't sure about the necessity of the task, but no one else ever comes to this room, and he's stopped wondering about hows and whys a long time ago (no one cares about his opinion, no need to waste time having one.)

Most of what he's seen since his unexpected recruitment doesn't make much sense to him, anyway, and the few things he has understood haven't made him want to know more. Sometimes, the names on the front page look familiar and a face flash briefly through his mind, but he ignores it. It isn't as if he could go back to tell them, anyway.

As expected, the morning was uneventful. He spent most of his time ogling one of the newcomers (a small brunette with high cheekbones, thin pink lips, and a white shirt that hinted at what looked like a fantastic pair of breasts), and trying not to look bored. No one asked him anything for the whole three hours of the meeting, nor even bothered to look at him.

He sits down at his desk with a sigh and takes his lunch out of his suitcase (he actually doesn't carry anything else in it, hadn't even wanted a suitcase in the first place, but he had been frowned at when he had expressed his reluctance and had not pressed the matter any further. Something else to put on his list of things he would never understand, he figured.)

He used to eat with the others in the small cafeteria down the corridor, but the place and number of people around him did not change anything: no matter where he was or who he was with, he was still that Mark kid who had caught them and whom they were now forced to deal with.
After two weeks, he had given up and started eating in his office; it felt less lonely to be alone when he was on his own rather than in the middle of a crowd.

At 13:00, his co-workers start to come back. Some of them nod vaguely in his direction, a few even mumble a quick "Good morning" and, by 13:06, everyone is back to organizing, and printing, and putting files away.

Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 1b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-21 02:42 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 1c/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-21 02:43 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 1d/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-21 02:47 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 1d/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-21 02:52 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 1e/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-21 02:54 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 1e/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-21 05:13 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 1e/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-21 08:39 pm (UTC)(Expand)

Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 2a/?

First of all: Thank you! I don't know what I was expecting, but positive comments weren't necessarily it and you still offered me some and it's such a good feeling, thank you so much! Second: it was mentioned that the first part wasn't tedious and infodump-y yet still offered background information, which was nice. So I'm a little embarrassed now because this is pretty much only background information, namely the beginning of how Mark ended up where is he. But hopefully it won't be boring? It's a short part, if it helps (because it'll be cut in several parts, ugggh.) Third: STILL NOT A WRITER. STILL DOESN'T KNOW THAT MUCH ENGLISH. STILL DOESN(T HAVE A BETA. Proceed at your own peril.

It starts when Mark is seventeen.

Or maybe it would be more accurate to say that it starts when Mark is twelve and gets his first laptop as a birthday present from his parents.

Laptops and personal computers aren't all that common in the city. There is a couple at school and Mark knows his dad uses one at work, but very few people have one at home, so Mark is excited. It's a cheap little thing, no doubt that his parents are expecting his interest to fade within half a year. Except it doesn't.

The more time he spends on his machine, the more he's interested in what it can do and what he can make it do. His laptop makes sense to him. More than the other kids at school who always talk about things Mark genuinely doesn't care about. Hell, it even makes more sense than school itself, where you learn about the history of the city, the way the city works and why the city is great and how you are an essential part of it.

Sometimes there are chapters about things form outside (they have a whole week dedicated to Harvard, that prestigious university that every student should aspire to attend and should work very hard for), but mostly it's all about the city and it's, well, it's boring as fuck. Mark likes where he lives alright, but he lives there, he doesn't need to spend his every waking hour studying it on top of it.

The Internet is slow, but he doesn't think twice about it. The Internet is slow everywhere and everybody knows that it's only fun the first few times, anyway. Mark was excited the first time he got to go on the Internet at school, but once you've been it loses its magic.

The thing is, despite everyone making a big deal of it, there isn't much on it. Every business, institution and association in the city has a website, there are a couple of websites with games on them, a search engine, and this message system that allows you to send emails to other people who have Internet access. That's pretty much it. Given that home computers aren't the norm and that Mark doesn't exactly have a lot of friends to send messages to, it gets old fast.

He does visit all the websites, though, all three hundreds and seventy two of them. Even the one about the Mosman Senior Bachelor Backgammon Club with the terrible animated background that made his eyes hurt a little. It takes a couple of weeks, browsing the web, then Mark loses interest and focuses on the laptop itself. And this keeps his attention.

He tries things, reads, looks for more information, tries more things, finds out about functionalities and possibilities that nobody has ever told him about. It's interesting, and great and it makes so much sense.

He keeps it quiet, though. Individual hobbies, while not actively frowned upon, aren't exactly encouraged either. It's the main city policy: talk to people, make friends, interact with your neighbours and all that. We are one big happy family and we should all bond with each other!

Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 2b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-24 06:28 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 2b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-24 03:02 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 2b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-24 07:13 pm (UTC)(Expand)

Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 3a/?

Hello, thank you again for still being here! I recently realised that this place here being a kinkmeme, most of us are just really looking for porn and this fill most likely will only have very little of it (and to be honest the only scene so far I am pretty sure will happen is het. sort of) so thank you for putting up with me and my lack of interest in sexy times! I guess I like totalitarism and conspiracy more than dudes getting it on, who knew.
So, hm, yes, that's all. Thanks :)
We're back to the present timeline for this part, right after Mark was "promoted".

The car ride is uneventful. Mark greets the driver with a sound that can be interpreted as a good evening just as much as I hope your wife hates you. He doesn't get a reply, so maybe he should have tried harder on the good evening.

He reads the report. Chris Hughes arrived a month ago, he's almost the same age as Mark and studies literature. He doesn't have any particular health issues, settled into his new house without any problems, introduced himself to his neighbours, and has already made a couple of acquaintances that could very quickly become close friends (names listed below says the document.) He has no bad habits, no hidden vice, doesn't so much as smoke. There is a is openly homosexual comment written in italics so Mark guesses it's probably supposed to be relevant, but he doesn't pay much attention to it.

Chris Hughes is squeaky-clean. They would never have called Mark to watch him otherwise.

He should have brought some red bull, this is going to be dull.

Twenty minutes later, the car stops. The driver doesn't say a word to indicate that Mark must get out, but he turns off the engine. Mark takes it as his cue to grab his file and exit the vehicle. He doesn't bother with a good night/I hope your children die in a volcano.

To his surprise, he finds himself in front of a house.

The thing is, before guessing bits and pieces of the bigger picture, the watching is the first thing Mark found out about and it is what's stayed with him the most ever since.
Despite all the things that happened, the drastic changes in his life, and his certainty that he would never be let anywhere near that aspect of the –the what? giant experiment? Even now it's impossible to put a word on whatever this is-- he's never been able to stop himself from thinking about it, obsessing over it.

What is it like? A group of people wearing lab coats gathered in front of a row of screens, staring and jolting down notes on every single move the clueless figure on screen makes? It sounded ridiculous then, sounds ridiculous now, but how can you not wonder?

Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 3b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-28 09:01 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 3c/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-28 09:03 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 3d/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-28 09:07 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 3d/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-28 10:08 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 3d/? - (Anonymous), 2012-04-28 02:25 pm (UTC)(Expand)

Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 4a/?

Okay, so it didn't take all that long after all, but the next part might! (for real, this time.) THANK YOU, again, for the comments! They really mean a lot, so thanks for that :)
On to part 4, then, with another flashback and more background info. I hope you'll like it!
(ps: previous warnings still apply: no beta, not a native speaker, dubious quality, etc.)
(pps: links are obviously fake, or if they lead somewhere, please abort.)


site:http://www.citycouncil.org "do not share"
site:http://www.citycouncil.org "forbidden"
site:http://www.citycouncil.org "classified"


Mark doesn't understand, at first.

His eyes skip across the screen, scanning the document, and he knows the words, understands their meaning separately but he cannot process what they mean strung together as they are. It just. It makes no sense. What is even this document, he didn't hack anything, he used the goddamned search engine. So what if he found this nifty little trick that allows you to search directly into the directory of a website, it still searches the public contents of said website. Nobody would be stupid enough to put a forbidden document online unprotected and name it CLASSIFIED.

This has got to be a joke.

Yet, here he is. The document doesn't look like the official notices they receive in the mail every week, but instead of comforting Mark, it makes him uneasy. Why should it look like something meant for him to see when it clearly is not.

He goes back to the top of the page, adjusts the brightness of his laptop screen and starts reading, unable to stop his eyes from bypassing entire paragraphs and catching on names and words that seem significant somehow.

ZONE 5, DAY 9125

...sudden and severe health complications for Annabelle Linson (subject n°19530702.5176-L.A) – big house, fit family with two children, see possible match among candidates.

...Mr and Mrs Barratt (subjects n°19690305.5282-B.P and n°19621217.34282-B.L) to start divorce proceedings... start exp. 87 accordingly...

...end of exp. 23 on n°19960801.5422-S.N, take pet away...

There are dozens and dozens of brief instructions. Mark scrolls down pages and pages, and he has no idea what he is looking at but there's only so many guesses as to what start exp. 87 and end exp. 23 and subject n° attached to a name can mean. But he is only truly frightened when he reaches the bottom of the document.

...breach sector 12, Jimmy Emrich (n°19820721.5247-E.M) I know this is not supposed to contain any personal messages, but FUCK, JOHN, how many times do I have to tell you to fix the damn cameras around the pier? That fucking Jimmy kid was almost halfway across the river when we were finally able to spot him! And let me tell you that they weren't happy to be called in for an emergency storm at the weather centre. You better have the whole area under control and without a single blind spot before sunrise or I swear I'll have your head if the higher-ups don't get there first. Do you want one of them to cross and find out what on the other side? I mean, I'm starting to wonder. Because it would certainly be a lot of fun. Maybe you'd like to explain to them in person once they come knocking on our door?
In case you're even too stupid to understand the coordinates, I'll be magnanimous and give you the address. GET IT FIXED BEFORE SUNRISE.

Following the paragraph is, indeed, an address.

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Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 4d/? - (Anonymous), 2012-05-02 04:54 pm (UTC)(Expand)

Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 5a/?

hello again! so soon! what am i doing, this is ridiculous. First, ANON! ANON WHO LEFT A COMMENT ON PART 4. I don't know who you are (obviously) but your comment made my day. You swore! And wrote in caps! And you said "love"! It's possibly the best comment I ever received in terms of effectiveness/words ratio. THANK YOU. Second, FAFA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, GO AWAY, I AM EMBARRASSED. (i mean, i love you and all, b-but you know who i am, this is awkward.)
Third, okay, I'm not too sure about this part, because I've reached that point where I have no idea what's going to happen anymore, BUT there's a surprise at the end?
Usual warnings apply, and we're back to the present timeline again, Marky Mark is on watch duty and he's not very happy about it.


Mark gives himself two minutes. He keeps his forehead to the door, eyes shut, and tunes everything out. No sound, no thoughts, no feelings. When his mind is free of any distracting parasites, he starts counting backwards from 120. Slowly, perhaps not as exact as it should be, but there's no one to call him out on cheating and even if there was, nothing would give him more joy right now than to tell them to go fuck themselves. So he counts.

Down to 60, he allows his thoughts to trickle back in. No recollections, no mulling over how and why he's been brought here. He needs his own thoughts now. He doesn't go looking for happy memories of his childhood the way he's heard some people do when they're feeling stressed and need to calm down. Those memories are not his own, never were, he's accepted that.

He goes back to that night on the pier. The night everything changed, the night he made everything change. That was him, it was all him. They never even saw it coming when they clearly should have. Mark owns that night, it's his and his alone. So he goes back, relives it, lets himself soak up the memory until he reaches zero.

He stops counting, lets out a deep breath and focuses on what he should remember from that night: he already beat them once, he can do it again.

His eyes flutter open, and he feels calm.

If they want him to play, he'll play. He's not that interested in games, but he knows that some games don't require both parties to enjoy themselves, so Mark just has to make sure to be the one to win. Again. (for good, his mind supplies quietly. He acknowledges the thought, but puts it aside for now. All in due time.)

He turns around, lets his eyes wander back to the Wall. Chris isn't in the kitchen anymore. He's left his glass in the sink and Mark finds him in the bedroom, in the process of unbuttoning his shirt. He averts his eyes and walks slowly to the chair at the control table. Sitting down on it feels a lot less ominous that he thought it would. To be honest, as he lays his palms flat on the armrest, Mark doesn't feel anything at all and it's this that makes him uncomfortable.

Chris comes into the living-room wearing sweatpants and a tee-shirt, turns on the TV and sprawls on the couch. Mark registers vaguely that he's been calling him by his first name and that maybe it isn't such a good idea. He refuses to refer to him by his number, but he could call him Hughes instead of Chris. Then he scoffs at himself and how ridiculous he is. What difference would it make? Create distance? He's only here tonight, he'll never see the guy again. He could call him sweetheart for all he cares.

Mark settles more comfortably in the chair. He should be in tune with Chris, right? Chris looks about as ready to move as Mark is to break into songs. He eyes the notepad, chewing on his lower lip thoughtfully. He'll have to write something down, but so far nothing noteworthy has happened, and Mark is no expert but it seems unlikely that Chris is suddenly going to become enraged and go slaughter his neighbours.

Out of nowhere, a thought barrels through all Mark's carefully built walls to wrap around him, warm and constricting all at once.

Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 5b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-05-06 06:38 pm (UTC)(Expand)
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Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 6a/?

Hello again! Part VI is finally here! It's a transition part more than anything, and I'm not entirely satisfied with it. More flashback, picks up directly after part IV.
Thank you so much, as always, for the comments! xbriyeon No, they're not making him do this only once, but he doesn't now that yet :)
I hope this part won't be too boring, I'll try to have the next update ready faster. Thanks for reading :)

Mark doesn't remember falling asleep. He doesn't remember riding back to the house so fast that his legs were burning when he tossed his bike against the fence, slipped back inside and ran up the stairs to his room. When his eyes flutter open the next morning, Mark fixes his attention on the blinking numbers on the clock that read 11:27 and for a full minute, he doesn't remember anything. His mind is silent, utterly and blissfully blank. Then the numbers flicker to 11:28 and it all comes back.

His gaze travels to his laptop, still open on his desk. It's on but in sleep mode, humming away quietly as if nothing had happened, as if there was no special reason Mark hadn't turned it off last night. If he wakes it up, he'll find the same document up on the screen, no need to even maximise the window. Mark could get up and read it again, now that he's gone too far to be able to ignore it. But he doesn't want to.

He got the point clearly enough the first time.

He does get up, though, shakes the covers off and shuffles over to the desk. He chews on his lower lip for a second before sliding his fingers on the touchpad. The screen brightens slowly until the page appears in all its shiny glory, black words harsh against the white background. He is almost positive that if he hits refresh, the document will be gone, page empty but for an error message telling him the address cannot be found. So he saves it, puts it away in a remote folder hoping he'll never have to lay eyes on it again, knowing he will.

He hits refresh.


Mark lets out a sound between a scoff and a sigh. If they hadn't noticed that someone else had had access to the document online, surely openly confronting one of them would have clued them in. It doesn't prevent the brief feeling of numbness that takes over his whole body. They'll be watching him for a reason, now.

On the other hand, he also feels a hint of relief. They cleaned up their mistake in a relatively decent amount of time. They may not be total incompetents. It's probably not a logical thought to have, but Mark cannot help being personally offended by the idea that these people who left evidence lying around for anybody to find could be completely stupid. Because if they are and he only found out about them now, then he's just as stupid, which is more than mildly insulting.

He stands there, fingers tapping against the touchpad, selecting and deselecting the empty page. Despite his attention having been mostly on that last paragraph and the evidence of outside cameras on the pier, Mark feels no urge to turn his room upside down looking for surveillance devices. He's fairly sure it would prove fruitless, and he remembers enough of those skipped, half-read other paragraphs to know that it wouldn't mean a thing.

There are cameras in his room recording him right now, as well as in every other room in the house, and most likely outside around the house, too. He doesn't need to see them to know they're there, and that he cannot do anything about it.

He made the first move, and what a spectacular first move it was. They'll be more careful now, pay more attention. If they stop leaving traces, Mark won't have any opportunity to fight --if he even wants to. No. It's their turn now. Just thinking it makes Mark shiver. The future he had always imagined pleasant and uneventful, slightly boring, has turned into one big question mark, and he's scared. A little.

Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 6b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-05-14 11:11 am (UTC)(Expand)
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SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 7a/?

Hey! I am not supposed to be here and this part shouldn't be posted now because then I won't have anything written in advance which I know is going to stress me out, but as I said last time, part VII is the last flashback and it seems more logical to have what happened in the past all up and done with even if it means waiting longer for the rest than just drag it out for no reason. So, there. ANON! (Who is so nice to me that I knew it was you, H., seriously, work on your secret identity) Thank you ♥ Mark did start as a subject, though, technically. As to whether he's still being watched, well, trust them as far as you can throw them, is it? Hope you'll like this part :) Thank you also to xbriyeon, always here to leave a kind word, thanks :)
Obvious reference to one of the main inspirations for this story and two lines stolen from the TSN script ahead, because I am unoriginal like that. (the whiteboard was also stolen from TSN, though.) (what is this ridiculously long A/N)


Mark has never been self-conscious, not in the way you'd expect a teenage boy to be. He gets embarrassed, he gets frustrated, and when faced with rejection he feels humiliated to a degree that is sometimes unwarranted. He feels all these emotions as normally as everyone else does. The only difference is that Mark never doubts himself. He is who he is and while he does feel the need to be liked and included in larger groups, he isn't desperate for it and refuses to compromise himself to gain acceptance.

He's been called pretentious, he's been called arrogant, and maybe he is. When he'd breached the subject with his mother, though, she'd only offered him a small smile and patted his head in that way she knew he hated.

“You have a strong sense of yourself, Mark, which can be perceived as arrogance. You are smart and, while you don't try to hide it, you also know not to throw it in people's faces, which can be perceived as you being pretentious. All big mouth a very little to actually show for it.”

He stared at her, wondering if she was trying to comfort him. It was hard to tell sometimes with his mother. She'd caught his eyes and laughed.

“Oh, sweetheart, you're just more confident, that's all. You know what you are and what you need –and consequently what you don't. People your age sometimes have difficulties figuring that out.”

“Don't call me sweetheart.”

“Why not? Do you find it insulting? Do you think it belittles your character?”

Mark frowned, confused. She had that twinkle in her eyes like this was all very amusing to her.

“No, it's just a stupid word. What you choose to call me is your problem, not mine.”

“My point exactly.”

So that's the thing. Mark is not self-conscious. Mark doesn't care what people think of him as long as he is not actively trying to impress them. If there is one thing that he is absolutely, one hundred percent sure of, it's that he is not trying to impress whoever is watching him. But as confident as you may be, when your only thought as you open your eyes in the morning and close them at night is You are being watched, it eats at you.

SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 7b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-05-18 08:08 am (UTC)(Expand)
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Re: SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 7e/? - (Anonymous), 2012-05-18 11:46 am (UTC)(Expand)

SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 8a/?

Hello hello! First anon, please do not die, here's the next part! Second anon, I feel flattered and also like it's completely undeserved, but thank you! Glad you like the story so far! xbriyeon, you're right, it was negligible but it was to piss them off. Oh you think showing me that movie will scare me? Well it did but you know what, fuck you. Nice reasoning there, Mark.
Anyway, thank you! Here's part 8! :)


Mark is roused from sleep by a loud rumbling noise and the impression that his stomach is eating itself. It's not a pleasant sensation. It's also not how he's used to waking up. He blinks, eyelids heavy, and lifts his head just enough to see the screen in front of his bed. 11:18am reads the top right corner. Huh. He did work seventeen hours in a row with barely a break for lunch or dinner, though, maybe it's not that surprising that he should have the morning off. Not that sensible decisions are the norm around here, but Mark isn't going to complain. He rolls over, pushes his head into the pillows and goes back to sleep.

He's woken up again, this time by the habitual music preceding the fat little lady's appearance. He groans.

”Good morning, Mr Zuckerberg. Today, you will take over the second shift of watch duty. Your presence is required at 13:00, a car will pick you up at 12:40. It is 11:30. We wish you a nice day.”

The fuck.
Twelve fucking minutes, so much for going back to sleep. And watch duty?

Mark closes his eyes, takes a deep breath. The thing is, he is a lot less angry than he used to be. They didn't drag him away from the first seventeen years of his life kicking and screaming, didn't have to, but the first couple of months here? Mark? Spent his days trying to burn the place to the ground, not always metaphorically. It had nothing to do with anger management issues or whatever they somehow tried to make him believe. No, he just loathed the lot of them with his whole being. And who could blame him, right?

Now, it's different. Mark is not a hero, he's not a good Samaritan. Most of the time he isn't even nice. So, of course, he wants to tell them to find someone else, fuck you very much, of course, he would love to meet the ones who thought up this project in the first place and happily bash their heads in. But he only grinds his teeth, pinches the bridge of his nose and lets it go.

The reminder that they can make him do pretty much whatever they want is unnecessary, and frankly a little petty. They know that watch duty is the one thing that Mark will hate doing, this is nothing more than another unsubtle attempt a trying to make him understand that they “own” him. (They don't, Mark will never let them.) But he goes with it. And, a couple of minutes later, when the sound of something being dropped into the mailbox echoes from the hall, Mark reminds himself that he cannot afford impulsive decisions anymore.

Mark sighs, gets up and starts getting ready. It doesn't take that long, and he soon finds himself seated in front of his laptop, a brown, official looking envelope in hand. He doesn't open it, despite the urge to read its contents. Tonight, when he's back and can take all the time he needs. Mark doesn't care about much, but he cares about that weekly envelope, so he sets it on his desk carefully and lets himself forget about it until he's back.

There is no new message waiting in his inbox, which is only slightly surprising. Chris again, then. He closes his inbox, opens the Internet browser, pokes around for a little while. They never really gave him access to most of the hidden part of the city council's website, but it's fine. From this side of the screen, it's a lot easier to hack into their database. The city is on a different network, but here, everyone uses the same and because they're dumb, it's full of flaws and so easy to penetrate that sometimes it makes Mark genuinely sad. Unfortunately, even what he manages to have access to is generally irrelevant. To the point that Mark often wonders if they haven't reverted to keeping all their most important and classified information strictly on paper, no digital copy. He wouldn't be surprised (maybe a little smug.)

When he hears a honk outside, Mark closes the laptop lid and walks out.

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SECOND FILL - Scary World Theory 9a/?

Thank you again and always, dear anon and dear xbriyeon, for the comments! Here is part 9, which I am not very happy with, but it needs to happen. Things are happening.
WARNINGS: VIOLENCE. More exactly, homophobia leading to physical violence. Part 8 already hinted at it, but they're upping the ante.


Dustin and Mark are okay after that. Sometimes Dustin stays during Mark's watch, sometimes he doesn't. Mark actually enjoys the afternoons when Dustin sticks around. Dustin is kind of a goofball, but he's also incredibly smart and he keeps up with Mark and even calls him out on his bullshit when he needs to. It's like. It's like having a friend all over again.

Chris has been left alone since that time with the frat boys, which is also a good thing. Dustin isn't subtle in his affection for him now that he knows there is no risk in admitting it out loud, and it's... nice. He often talks at the screens as if Chris could hear him, (on a few rare occasions, from inside his house, Chris does or says something that could be a direct reply to Dustin and it freaks them out every time, half-laughing, half-trying to calm their racing hearts,) and for a while, they can pretend they're just three friends hanging out.

(Then, Mark or Dustin will say that it's like playing a video game, and the tone is bitter, disgusted, because if this were a video game, they both know perfectly well what role Chris would fill.)

Mark often wonders how Dustin ended up here, in this line of work. He comes close to asking him a couple of times, but always decides against it. He hasn't told Dustin about his project or where he comes from, it wouldn't be fair to pry when he himself is still so guarded. And if he's dying to bring up thefacebook (that's what he's calling it, but it might change) sometimes, he refrains. He trusts Dustin, and they obviously agree on a lot of things in regards to their situation, but there's a whole world between being opposed to something and taking an active part in a project that seeks to destroy it.

It's less that Mark thinks Dustin would get scared and alert someone and more that he knows how much of a burden it can be. Mark has enough reasons to go on regardless of the risks and possible consequences for himself. Dustin doesn't. Mark cannot force it on him, however much he'd appreciate not being alone in this (however much he'd appreciate Dustin being by his side.) So they spend hours and hours looking at the Wall, taking notes and being good boys.


Mark notices, a week in, that when he comes home in the evening the lock doesn't automatically shut behind him. It takes him by surprise, the sound so familiar that he isn't immediately able to place what is missing when he tosses his backpack carefully onto the couch. He tries the door, almost expecting it to be a trick and to have it stay closed, but it swings open easily. Mark stands on his front door, blinking at the darkening sky, and nobody is running towards him ready to push him back inside.


The next morning, he wakes up without help and forgoes the usual bathroom trip to try the front door again. It opens again. He locks and unlocks it manually. No problem. Huh. Wow. No more little lady in the morning, no more curfew. Mark feels like a grown-up all of a sudden. There's probably a reason he's given so much liberty (the use of such a strong word has him fighting an incongruous urge to laugh), but he cannot think of a way this could be payback or yet another twisted attempt to punish him. The latest report on his parents was clean.

After more than two years, could it be that Mark Zuckerberg has finally stopped being the number one enemy?

He goes back inside, pads to the bathroom, takes a piss, washes his hands and brushes his teeth. He's staring blankly at his reflection when he thinks about thefacebook and bursts out laughing, spitting toothpaste all over the mirror. Ha. Talk about good timing.


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