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[Poison spends a long while fidgeting with her phone, walking the borders of Carlisle's garden (but not going inside, not while he isn't there). Eventually, she sits down near one of the corners, cross-legged on a low, flat rock, and taps out a simple yet heavily weighted message.]

Do you believe in Fate?

thirdreturned

Thank you for retrieving the fragments of the Door. It seems that the rogue Null's information was somewhat accurate after all- though judging by some of the encounters with Null scouts, I believe it would be irresponsible to rule out any attempt at foul play on its behalf.

With the new fragments, I can experiment with making the Door more complete and responsive to complex tasks. As it is now, the monthly fluctuations are very chaotic and noisy- they bring in various people from different worlds, but also monsters, objects... and it releases a massive energy signature, which is why we have needed to relocate constantly since activating it.

My goal is to not only reduce these energy fluctuations, but also give me more control over the Door- who it brings in, what it brings in, and... yes, eventually finding a way to send all of you home or to a neutral place when this is over. With any luck, I can put in a failsafe, so that if we become overrun with no hope of survival, then I can send all of you away in a moment.

Finally, I may be able to use the Door to move the city instead of relying on Fear's power- this way, we can avoid any incomplete transfers and be able to move the city without the Null, even if the Null are invading.

To accomplish all of this, I need the fragments that have been collected. You may leave them at my temple.

drabsolutelynot

I am aware that the library was destroyed during the invasion of these, um, these Null creatures. But I wondered if there has been any effort at all to try and replenish any small part of it. Whether it be journals or essays or books...

[A pause as he awkwardly rubs a hand through his hair. He's never been that comfortable making public statements]

...would there be any interest in doing so? In writing and sharing writing on whatever it is you would be interested in writing about? And with that, are there any people here who currently have books in their possession that they would be willing to lend to another? With the promise that they would be kept safe, of course.

puzzlingly

「It's been a while since he's made a video post in which he looks actually serious, he doesn't look sad for a change, just thoughtful.

When he finally speaks he does it uncharacteristically (for him) quietly, even though, firm.」

How do you deal with loss?

When people leave this place or, when you know you will never see someone you care for again?
When they pass away.
Do you try to forget about them... or... 「No, that thought actually hurts.」

What is that helps you to move on?

「If they do at all.

This has been in his mind ever since Maedhros and Celebrimbor were gone, and even way before. He didn't knew them personally, but he could see how much pain their departure had caused — only one person had made him feel that way, but it wasn't Yugi who left, it was him. Atem left them all and he cannot help but wonder, was he the cause of grief among his loved ones, the ones that survived him when he decided to give up his life, and then when he had to move on from the world of the living a second time?

He doesn't wish to think so highly of himself, but it's hard, specially when all his life the world did use to revolve around him. But he worries about those he left behind, they would be fine, wouldn't they? Heh, if only they knew he hasn't moved on at all, that he still talks to his partner in his head all the time... What a little hypocrite.」

「private text: Kaiba Seto」

Mokuba is gone.

「But Atem is sure he already knows. He doesn't expect a reply.」

drabsolutelynot

[To put things delicately, it has not been an easy handful of days for Rosen, what with his team being falsely accused of being Red Flag while he personally had been kidnapped, had his face stolen, and on top of that the kidnapper decided to give him a shoddily done hair cut so his hair, while short, is oddly longer at different patches. Furthermore the possibility of a breaking point between Alphas and Non-Alphas being met violently in the near future weighs heavily on his mind.

Therefore it goes without question that the abduction to a strange world and the welcome wagon of rust monsters and bewildering individuals armed to various degrees was the last thing he needed right now.

And for this reason he spent the first several days primarily trying to find his bearings and to not get himself killed.

But now a couple days have passed and he girds himself against his sense of exhaustion and disorientation to make an announcement.

For anyone who knew him before he disappeared, he looks significantly different. Clean shaven. Healthier. His clothes, while still english-professor-chic, are well kept.]

Hello...um...My name is Dr. Lee Rosen.

[A pause as he takes a moment to remember exactly what it was he was going to say.]

I will keep this short and to the point. I am a doctor by profession, more specifically I am a neuropsychiatrist who specializes in patients with...well...unusual circumstances. But what I am guessing is more significant to our current circumstances as I understand them is that I am qualified as a physician. So...if there is need for one...I am...well...I am offering my services.

[More out of a fear of letting himself be idle for too long in this bizarre place than out of a genuine sense of generosity or solidarity.]

Aside from that, I have read the materials available to me about this place and I have already gone through the cycles of confusion and denial about the existence of this place to begin with so all I ask now is if you have any additional information you think someone new here should know...I'd be grateful.

[An awkward nod]

Thank you.

(ooc: Rosen disappeared about a week prior to the intro log. So if you want your character to have noticed, please feel free.)

missiondeterminant

[For those who frequent the tops of the various climbable buildings in Hadriel, they might recognize that this broadcast is from the roof of one of them due to the angle; otherwise it's just a rapidly darkening cloudy sky for a backdrop, sun setting and rain clearly threatening to roll in at any time.

It's pretty, and that may or may not be the reason why Connor is out on a roof in the first place, but it's definitely not the point of this impromptu broadcast. He's just been wondering some things, and it's in his nature to actively search out answers rather than waiting for them to come to him, so he's decided to just go for it.]

Hello everyone; my name is Connor, and I just arrived a few days ago.

[Always good to start with introductions, and also to avoid saying exactly how many days or hours it's been since a given time when pretending to be human. He's getting a little better at this.]

I've been catching up on the situation at hand, and although the context is somewhat different, there are parallels to current events in my world that are difficult to ignore. Before I arrived, we were dealing with what might be the beginning of a civil war between humans and machines.

[He's trying to tread carefully, projecting enough genuine interest without sounding over-invested. He's just asking, after all, nothing more; there's definitely no personal reason why he wants to know.]

So I'm curious; I'm aware that what the Null have done is enough reason to be against them, but does what they are play any role in your feelings toward them?

fifthreturned

All right, folks. We saw what the Null you guys are hiding said - and hey, maybe not the best idea, you know? They're kind of trying to murder us all. But as it turns out, at least some of what it said is accurate. But that doesn't mean it all is, and believe me, the Null are more than smart enough to use half-truths to mess with you - to mess with all of us.

So we're pretty divided on this, to say the least. A lot of us think it's stupid to listen to anything a Null said, since again, they're kind of trying to murder us all. But some of us are willing to try it, since you'd be on the line instead of us (not super nice, but hey) and then Hope pointed out that some of you are already trying to find ways to cross the waters and go searching.

Also probably not a great idea to do that on your own, but y'know, he's the one who'll have to resurrect you, not me.

Long story short, since our opinions are pretty divided, we figured we'd let you weigh in, and as I'm the most neutral, I get to listen.

Convince me that we should go search using the information the Null gave us, and we'll provide crafts for you to use. Or convince me it's a terrible idea, and we won't.

Man, I'm already tired just thinking about it. Not too long-winded, okay? Go.

nowherewolf

[The post starts with an embedded image of a bedazzler sitting on a shelf in one of the Hadriel shops. Innocent enough, right?]

found one of these bad boys this morning
u kno what that means
or u dont but u will

[This is followed by a series of images of items that Tucker has helpfully pre-bedazzled.]

if u want anything that doesnt got my fantastic fuckin art on it
not that i can imagine why ud want that
but yall better hurry to the stores
bc i got sequins and shitty plastic jewels for days
n u cant stop me

01101110

Hello!!!!!!

[Name] knows it is not supposed to talk to you anymore but this unit has accessed memory from before the infection! The Null had asserted that the majority of the people of Hadriel wanted to go home and said that they'd help you, is this correct? Is this still true? Because I think I can help you!

I do not want anything in return, except maybe for you not to kill [Name].

The city has moved around so much that getting concrete data is difficult but my scanning capabilities are at 79% and I'm beginning to get results from my efforts.

[Retrieving Data. . .]

I have found the ninth god.

The parasite is at [x,y], twenty-four feet underground, beneath what you would call the Colosseum. It is kept in a small room underground, hollowed out from the earth. The body is circular, six feet in diameter, and is constantly moving.

Fragments of its body are also on the ocean floor, within a four hundred mile radius. Two complete pieces, one in multiple pieces. Fragments do not have the same energy signature as the parasite but is composed of the same material which has not been located anywhere else in this city or on the surface of this planet.

Locations are [x,y], [x,y], and [x,y][x,y][x,y][x,y][x,y].

[End]

There! I hope that helped!

puzzlingly

「There is this guy, finally showing his face on the network after like a month or so of chilling at Hope's temple. He smiles widely at the camera.」

Hey... What did I miss?

「How long has it even been...? Please don't say 3,000 years...」

Um, thanks for the umbrellas, by the way... to whoever did that. 「He pans the camera to the umbrella fort that someone made around him, it's got the most stylish umbrellas~

He manages to get out of there and then his face lights up like if it was Christmas Day.」

... Kaiba, guess what?! They are here! The Duel Disk pieces! You can finally put it together and stop being so moody! Thanks, Hope!

「He shows them to the camera as well, a bunch of electronic little pieces scattered here and there on Hope's altar, he picks up one gently and examines it, yep, he has no idea what it does. Any other day he would have just skipped this and go look for his friend privately, but this is way too cool to let it pass! Everyone has to know! Specially the moody part.」

Come on, come help me carry these so we can have that duel!

( ooc: coming out of meditative state will make this guy extra emotional to absolutely everything and might explode at the most stupid things, this will last a couple of days. take this is a blanket apology <3 )

darknstormy

[ The video shook a little before finally landing on his face. Well, the profile of his face. Seth had turned it on without realizing then stepped away. He glanced back, catching something moving in his peripheral.

Shit.

[ A look of illumination graced his features and he stopped his approach to turn off the feed. Seth cleared his throat, his expression more accepting of their surrounding circumstance than his frustrated focus of seconds ago. What could he say? He was glad to have a speaking voice again. Might as well put it to use. ]

If there's somethin' that getting sucked from one mess to another's taught me, it's that nothin' lasts forever. All this shit's temporary... I couldn't talk soon after ending up here. My better half couldn't hear. And some of you got acquainted with the pain in the ass who lives with us, Leo. --Who by the way, can't exactly help what he is and didn't fuckin' ask to be made but still lives buy a code. But I digress...

[ Seth sat back after the brief introduction of sorts. ]

I'm Seth. Seth Gecko. You've already met Leo on here. As my Bonnie once called him, 'a walkin'-talkin' after shave commercial' who sang for you. Margo hasn't graced you all with an appearance yet but that's probably thanks to the roller coaster we've been through since arriving. She'll no doubt talk about magic when she does. Me? Well, I'm just a run of the mill guy from Kansas City. No powers, though not too bad with a piece.

[ He leaned forward and pulled out a gun tucked at the small of his back, brought it to view then returned it. ]

So if I haven't bored you all to hell yet, maybe some of who's left can enlighten me on what life's been like here? It seems the breaking up into islands is something new. Before ending up here, the three of us were at a place in France--or at least, it seemed French--that nobody could make a sound or chance gettin' torn apart by monsters.

Anybody sharin' insight about life here, you've earned yourself some manual labor. Or anythin' else I can come up with.

[ He offered an expectant look at the end. Not quite a smile, but a signature move when trying to get something without the means to obtain it otherwise. ]

dedikated

text; locked to clinic staff.
Locations. Each island's going to need a clinic location on it. Pick a base. If necessary, talk to the guardspeople there and work something out. Looking into moving supplies now. Teleporting volunteers welcome.

video; public.
( It's been a while, not only since Kate's addressed the city by video, but since the city's seen her in full, vibrant pink haired glory. God, she misses paying for hair dye with money like a normal person. God favours are a pain. But that did happen, and her hair returned to its customary hue sometime before everyone's limbs got chopped off or their senses disappeared.

(Hey, Fear - 🖕)

But she appears calm, collected, and just a smidgen over this city divided in four nonsense when she speaks. )

First things first - Clinic's on the island with the Colosseum. Supplies are alright. Gonna get transported to other islands soon as possible. Anyone who can heal or do first aid who isn't part of the clinic let us know your location if anyone needs help.

( But most importantly: ) Don't be stupid. Our assistance is limited for now.

( Kate out. )

puzzlingly

you know what?
being alive is pretty rad

「That's all. What? People are always telling the most ridiculous things over the network, why can't he?

No, he's not high, though, he should be.」

「Private: Law」

I'm sorry.

ghostlocked

[It's late when Harlan folds and decides to go to the network for a distraction. He would vastly prefer not to do this, but, well. That's why it's called folding.]

cant sleep.
tell me stories.

[ooc: feel free to threadjack and use this as a sort of storytelling free-for-all!]

thirdreturned

[Have you missed him? Sorrow graces the network of Hadriel once more, and just like every other time, he's calm, composed. Even death can't seem to shake him.]

It's time for a relocation.

[Straight to business, as always.]

Fear was acting quickly when he moved the city to the homeworld of our original hosts, but this is hardly an environment that I'd approve of staying in for too long. I understand that many of you longed to be free from the underground caverns, but we were safer there. Here- we're vulnerable, exposed to Null scans, and without cover. As such, I've instructed Fear to move the city immediately.

[There's a pause, as he considers- though of course, he's already thought this part through.]

Of our four underground cities that we moved between, the Null have located two. It's possible that Delight has told them the location of the other two. Therefore, our remaining options are the surfaces of the other planets- places that provide more tactical advantages when it comes to hiding and potentially fighting the Null. With that being said, there are three options that come to mind immediately. Listen closely- I am allowing you to decide which location best suits your purposes, both for hiding and for a potential battle.

• The first is a planet that is far colder than this one. Temperatures are often below freezing, which inhibit's the Null's ability to scan for life. This was the planet where we made first contact with the Null, as well as the first planet they attacked. Some of our embassies may still remain, with information about our alliance and about the Null that were lost to us.

• The second is a planet with far more life than this one. The city location is overrun by various plants and animals, which will provide adequate cover to hide from the Null, though they may prove dangerous to you. The area is lush and humid and it rains quite often- flooding is a possibility.

• As for the third... the planet's surface is roughly ninety-two percent water, making it one of the few places the Null would not care to look. The inhabitable areas are rocky islands, with some aquatic life and a few plants further inland. This planet is where many of my elders resided, and at one point, I visited here often to learn of the history of my species. The Null destroyed all of our structures and every artifact here that they could find, but they did not find all of them. This is where I instructed Fear to find the Door.

These are the options we have available to us right now. I trust you'll choose wisely.

Poll #19918

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: Access List, participants: 80

Where should we go next?

The frozen planet
13 (16.2%)

The jungle planet
22 (27.5%)

The ocean planet
45 (56.2%)

[He'd end it there, but- well, there's an elephant in the room here, isn't there?]

Additionally. Thank you.

I understand that the motivation to resurrect me was largely due to my knowledge of the Door and your desire to return home, but all the same... I was forced again to consider the possibility of failure. When I- when the Null destroyed me, I had to come to terms with the thought that this was the end of our efforts.

Because of all of you, it was not.

I owe you a debt. I won't forget that.

imhisaunt

I'm sorry.

[Delmar's phone is sitting in his lap as a thumb presses worriedly into the flesh of his lower lip. His eyes are angry red at the edges, cheeks still damp though at this moment he's not crying.]

I'm so very sorry. I'm sorry that I...

[He keeps getting to this point. He's started that sentence again and again in his mind but when he tries to finish it there's a static of thousands of things he's sorry for. He's sorry for the son his parents never had in him. For denying them that version of their lives in which their eldest son was someone they could be proud of. He's sorry for the big brother he's denied his siblings because he couldn't not be himself. Because he couldn't want to not be himself.

He's sorry that he's not sorry for who he loves. He's sorry he never tried hard enough to be sorry for it. He's sorry that he saw all those wishes that he would change. All those hopes that he would 'grow out of it' 'fix himself' 'stop being selfish' ...and tossed them away.

He's sorry because shouldn't he have done those things? Shouldn't he have put his family first? His friends?

He's sorry. Confused. Tired. And sorry he's not smart enough to finish this sentence]

.....All of these are...for all of you.

[He simply turns the phone to show a platter of row upon row of small cupcakes with 'sorry' written on them]

They are here at the bakery....

[And he starts to open his mouth as though to say something else. But instead he just ends the feed]

dragonsgrasp

Seeking redemption was my entire goal before I was brought to this place. But I've lost my path recently... I ought to set myself in the right direction again.

Since I've committed numerous atrocities in my past, it's only fair that I start, first, by revealing them all here and now. After that... I don't know what I'll do, but I'll have to figure out something.

1. I used to frequently beat up and bully the person who became my best friend.
2. I ~~have~~ ~~had~~ ~~have~~ had wrongful feelings toward my best friend's beloved.
3. I'm constantly jealous of my best friend, to the point where I often loathe him.
4. I tried to stab my best friend in the back.
5. I stole some crystals.
6. I threatened to kill a little girl.
7. I betrayed all of my friends by fighting against them.
8. I aided in the kidnapping of my best friend's beloved.
9. I purposefully skipped my best friend's wedding.
10. I still sometimes feel a deeply overwhelming moral conflict.
11. In the middle of an endless war, I knocked out and kidnapped several of my allies.
12. I failed the dragoons, my kingdom, and my family name in every way possible.
13. I once dressed like this: Open attached image.

I can surely keep going, but this may be enough of a start. Forgive me. I truly regret all that I've done.

inthewar

[ He has no idea what the fuck is going on, but he knows he's never felt like this before. He's reflected on the things he regrets, of course, and he's been haunted by the choices he made in certain situations, but he carries on with the business of living well enough. He takes what he can get, what joy he can find, and he focuses on that.

So, what the fuck. ]

Anyone else feeling pretty shitty almost non-stop?

[ He has no shame in talking to people, why the hell not? He has nothing to hide in expressing his emotions, though that doesn't at all mean he's ready or willing to just confess all his sins to whoever the hell is listening right now. He's got some measure of control still. ]

I was a fucking asshole once. I get it. I know it.

But whatever this feeling is now - shit. It's this place, right? It's gotta be.

[ And he has this desperate, almost suffocating need to fix the terrible things he's done, but he can't. He's just paralyzed by this overwhelming feeling of being an irredeemable asshole. ]

toiletseat_girl

[the video opens on George, sitting on the edge of her bed with her legs crossed. she looks curious, but also a little sheepish as what she's about to ask is . . . personal.

no, she's not asking for flirting advice again.

that was one time.

stop looking at her like that.

no, this time what she's asking is even weirder]

So, uh, I was kind of wondering. How many people here died before they came here? And how many are now immortal?

I was just. Wanting to know?

a_shadow

who do I need to threaten to find out the truth about this place

'gods'? you expect me to believe that shit?

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