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[prazerbutterfly]

Oho, just when it was finally getting less noisy... Some of you are recklessly hasty. [Not that he cares what happens to a lot of people here. He could name only two off the top of his head he'd have any shred of concern for given that Chris was not bad for a human and Sans was just... Sans.

The Noah's been non-existent on the network or anywhere for a while now and anyone that had been keeping an eye on him considering he could be a danger at any time would know that isn't normal. Even now with his shirt hanging open and his skin bare to show that long scar that extends his entire torso he's fingering a still healing wound near his gut. Innocence wounds take a while to heal on a Noah.] Pushing a god or anyone near invincible when you have no control over them is foolish. It gets them to retaliate or makes them showy. They are arrogant and act more like humans than gods. Don't be stupid.

[He pauses with a narrow of his eyes in thought.] In a little town I visited once I encountered a man. Near blew my hat off with the explosion he used to puncture one of the city walls. Fancy coat, emblems clear, I knew he was the enemy. The same scenario a hundred times before. Yet the town was the evacuated and there I was. He questioned my motive and circled me as if I was common prey. I didn't have to kill him. There was no need. I asked his name...

Daisya. Daisya Barry he said. Not on my list. Again, I didn't have to kill him. I bid him good night, safe travels, farewells. [Grin.] But he used that stupid little ball to attack me instantly. He couldn't let it go. He couldn't just walk away. He had to keep pushing despite the fact he was alone and outmatched with comrades nearby. Heh, even after figuring out what I was. Foolish and hasty. I gave him a chance but he didn't take it. He was weak so it went quickly but his screams echoed into the night and his pathetic, broken, weak and dead body hung there all night.

There is proof in those that have returned and left that we are going home. I hate being here as much as the next person but I'm not going to put a ton of effort out trying to fight a god when it'll do nothing for me in the long run. Besides, even if you did win, then what? Do any of you actually have what it takes to do what you must. Even then do you honestly think they even can send us home? You've seen what that resulted in. They tried. You whined.

In any case, I'll be out today on the streets. Cigarettes, lunch or bandages would be highly welcomed. I have nothing better to do.

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[closerift]

-ing here. Of-bloody-course.

[ Oh, hello. A pale Cecily appears over the network, trying for an at-ease smile and failing. She is outlined by the eerie glow of something big and green which hangs in the air behind her. ]

Shit. All right. This is Inquisitor Trevelyan, and... long story short, there are these... tears, in the air, which must have just appeared, as I've not seen them in Hadriel yet. Thing is, they're from my world, and it's really not good to have them hanging around like this. I've gone to close one, but [ but when she did, a dozen more opened ] there's more than one out there. Dangerous things, dropping demons around, so stay away from it all until I've got them shut again.

[ Remember the exploding hand? That's the one that has both caused this problem and will (hopefully) fix it. The hand in question is shown briefly on screen, the sliver of green pulsing to match the rift behind her. ]

In case it wasn't painfully clear, demons are demonic and should be avoided. Killed, really, if you've the ability. Don't listen to them, don't... talk to them, don't make any stupid blighted deals. They're demons, not - nugs?

[ She does a double-take; off-screen, one such nug goes scurrying by. ]

Andraste's tits, has Thedas just gone and vomited all its things through the Door? [ Not good, not good at all. ] Right, avoid the demons, stay away from the rifts - that's it.

[ Anddddd she's off! ]

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[rebelarchivist]

[Ideally, Dorian would have preferred that his first network post be something a little more dignified and witty, but well that's just not happening. Maybe he should have done one before now if he was hoping to make a better first impression.]

[Right now he just looks annoyed and exasperated, a bit of light sparkling off his piercings from the lightning that he just used to kill a despair demon. Don't mind the frost that's coming off the wound on his shoulder, he'll be fine]

Alright, so demons in the city. Wonderful time, yes? I'm sure everyone is going to have a grand time with this.

Firstly, yes these things can be killed by normal means. Do enough damage and they will die just as well as anything else. That having been said, they take quite a lot of damage. I would advise against taking them on by yourself. Find some friends who are good at murdering things. Murdering demons is always more fun with friends, right?

Secondly, if you can use magic, or have any sort of... [he waves a hand] abilities, or even a particularly active imagination that tends to leak out into the rest of the world, do not talk to them. At all. They are not your friends, they will not give you whatever it is they are promising you. Even if you've the magical ability of a rock I would advise against listening to a single thing they have to say. They can and will possess you, and there is no cure for it. It's either kill you or let you kill everyone around you while a demon takes your body for a joy ride.

Thirdly, the large green tears in the air. Those are where they're coming out of. I would suggest avoiding them until they can all be closed. Yes, they can be closed, it is being worked on.

[He pauses, looking thoughtful]

I think that's everything. Try not to die, alright?