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[She had waited. She had waited out the event, she had hoped that maybe it was just a trick, she had hoped that.... well, a lot of things. Alphys knows she should do video for this, because people like to see her face, but she just can't talk as well as she can type after all this time.]

hey!! uhm
its alphys
u probably all knew that from the name right there lol but uh
rosie's gone home i think
she hasnt been home in a bit and ive been trying to find her but it just
yeah =;n;=
im sorry if people were friends with her and i
i hope shes okay wherever she went
i miss her a lot
<3 <3 <3 <3

......................................uhm
i also wanted to ask everyone
if we can make it out of this
whatever happens to the null
what do you think is going to happen???
like aside from live hahaaaa like with us
i mean a bunch of us will get to go home obviously LMAOOO but like
what if you dont want to

if you could do anything
what would it be????

sciencelizard

[When the video starts up, Alphys is seen behind her desk, though there's something odd- the Lab is lit, though not with it's typical lights. Rather, there seems to be some sort of warm light source just out of frame above her that she's sitting directly in the center of. In the background, there's a bit of a hum that pervades the otherwise semi-quiet atmosphere.]

Hey, so, uhm... b-back when we were on the island, I was worried about going to this planet because, uh, I'm cold blooded? Sort of. I'm mostly magic but I don't really take cold super well because of the, uhm, makeup of the kind of monster I am, and-- uhhh forgetaboutit.

[She reaches forward to take the device, tilting it upwards to reveal some sort of rolling lamp like device that seems to be admitting the orange glow. It's craned over her head, the pole now visible having sat just off camera.]

I asked Hope for a heat lamp? And uh, well, that was good, except now we don't have power. But uhm, Sorrow told me I needed to make the computer more secure a while ago, so he gave me a generator, and... it took a, uh, couple of days, but n-now it's all hooked up!

[She tilts the camera to show there's a cord that's running along the floor from the rolling lamp to a generator just off the side of her desk, behind the computer- seems to be the source of the humming.]

So, uh... good news, I have some power. Bad news is, I don't know how long it'll last. That's where you all come in!

[Alphys brings the camera closer to her face, giving it a smile, despite still looking nervous about this whole prospect.]

I can offer the lab as a place to warm up. It's not big, but it's... something? And in exchange, I need help filling up the generator. It's meant to run on electricity and magic, but I think it could be sustained on magic alone, if someone would be willing to, uh... donate some? If that's p-possible. I really don't know if it is but maybe if someone's up for some, uh, experimentation. I promise, it's completely safe. Really. Just a generator.

[That's probably not reassuring. Her smile has become a little strained, but she just closes by rapidly waving, maybe ending the whole thing too soon.]

Okay so anyway come by the Lab if you can help or if you're just super cold and I can share okaythanksbye--

[She grabs for the device to shut it off, where a few people might catch the last, quiet line.]

Ohmygosh when are the gods coming back--

[ooc: a few more mod-related details of the generator can be found here!]

sciencelizard

[It's been a while since Alphys was on the network just on her own- she doesn't tend to get on video in front of a bunch of people except for emergency situations (like when the Null flooded the city last year). But now the feed starts with her hands pressed over the camera as she arranges her phone, pulling back after a few seconds to show her more in frame. Seems she was still setting up the recording. She's sitting at her desk in the Lab, the chalkboard behind her blank, giving a little wave.]

So uh, h-hey there, Hadriel! This is Alphys. Or well, I'm Alphys. Dr. Alphys, but just Alphys is fine, uh--

[She pulls at some papers on her desk to try and make herself look busy. Why is doing announcements so hard?]

Anyway! So some of you might, uh, know me in that I run the lab here. Kind of. I help run it with a lot of people! But uh, m-my specialty is actually in mechanical engineering, and uh, more specifically robotics. And uh, I've noticed recently there are actually a lot of robots here? All of a sudden?

[She waves her hands in front of her, palms out from her chest.]

Not that it's a bad thing! And I, uh, totally want to help- I've done repairs on plenty of robots here before and I have some, uh, s-spare parts and stuff like that, but... I was wondering if anyone else has experience in, uh, that sort of thing? I used to know a couple of people, but I think, uh... just about everyone's gone home.

[Alphys looks down for just a moment, her head spines wilting, before she perks back up with her trademarked lopsided smile.]

So uh! If anyone knows anything or just wants to lend a hand or is a new robot and needs something just let me know!! I'm down at the lab! So! Yeah! Bye!!!

[And then there's a few more seconds of her grabbing her phone and just kind of squeezing it until the feed cuts. Might've been nice to know where the lab is, but. She tried.]

[ooc: Please feel free to put action prompts in here of characters coming down to see her as well!! Just trying to keep it all in one space.]

dedikated

( Hey, Hadriel! You know that lovely rare sight of Kate, actually using video instead of text? You're being treated to it again today, hair a paler shade of pink than before (she needs to dye it, but it can be stretched out for a while longer, she thinks) and eyes?

Well. They're completely white, no irises or pupils to be seen, and giving off an eerie glow against her skin. But that's the point of it, she needs a statement to be made. (Though, honestly, there’s enough statement in the background of the Colosseum, crumbling and ancient as ever, in the frame.

Kate, dramatic? Say it ain’t so.) )

So.

( Still sticking with those eyes, Kitkat? Okay, then. )

We need to talk about the Door.

( A pause. )

...Least, what's most likely the Door.

( Meanwhile, Alphys is very slightly off-camera, on virtue of the fact that she’s four feet tall and therefore too short to be caught in most video focused on someone’s face. But she stands on her tiptoes, waving her hand to get it to tilt down a bit. )

So, uh, we may have been-- well, uh, I’ve b-been looking into it. It absolutely matches Door signatures of the energy we’ve, uhm, captured when it brings in new arrivals. It’s unstable, and not consistent, but… yeah.

( She looks down, tapping her claws together nervously. )

It is telling the truth. Or s-seems to be.

( Maybe Kate should sit down the next time they do this. But nevertheless, her eyes finally fade and she looks less than pleased with the fact that they can only say so much. )

Behaviour means we haven’t got a proper reading on it. ( Her lips purse and tug to one side. She wants to get her hands on it, but it already causes her headaches when she stares at it from above ground. What the hell kind of experience would looking at it directly be? ) Not in the time we’ve had.

( SIGH )

Null’s not bullshitting us, far as we can tell. ( It would be so much easier if it was, really. The thought of it being somewhere in this city makes Kate antsy. Who knows how long they have before its communicators go back online and it drags the rest of its species here like some horrifying, metallic beacon? ) So.

We need to organise.

( Before 50 different people end up with the idea of doing their own thing, really.

But fuck if she didn’t have other plans for this. Ones which gave them more time, which didn’t ask them to post to the network in plain sight of the gods. )

It can’t really, uh, search right now, but I might b-be able to help a little?

( She reaches off-camera and pulls out a small device, with what looks like a camera lens on the back. )

I made this a while ago, but it tracks magical signatures. I’ve been able to confirm that the Door has, uh, a unique s-signature that doesn’t match god magic. It can’t track long distances, just scan what’s in front of it, but, uhm. If anyone thinks they found a piece, I can confirm it.

( ooc: replies will, of course, come from both kate and alphys, but holler if you want someone specific! )

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Reboot attempt 5890426767832059: Successful.

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Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh

Are you the people? The new hosts? Hello!!!!!!!! I am 864578 sub 5. If you like you may refer to me as [Name].

Oh

We hurt you so much

I'm so.... I'm so angry! With myself! With my people! Why did we do that? You are just trying to survive!

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Oh

I am alone. In your city.

I am afraid.

Will you kill me if you find me? I hope you don't. I will continue to hide.

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I won't hurt you.

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Maybe

We can be friends?

kindrake

So uh... Three things. First off... [Jordan angles the video to show a blue dragon that is roughly the size of a horse rolling around on the ground and wriggling as he tries to give his back a good scratch.] This is Ladon. [At the mention of his name, the dragon rolls upright into a laying position and looks over at Jordan with a curious sounding 'rrr?' noise.] Yes, he's a dragon, but he's not like any of the other monsters that are around here - the only reason why he'd ever attack anyone is if someone was trying to hurt me - so if people could please not stab him or anything like that, that'd be great, thanks. He's harmless, I promise.

Second thing is, he can fly so I was going to go looking for some of those temples to leave an orb at but it's probably not the greatest idea to go alone so... anyone ever wanted to fly on a dragon? He can carry two people, me and someone else who isn't too heavy. You just have to pass a little, uh... background check first, I guess you could call it.

[He'd been feeling extremely nervous about revealing Ladon to everyone else after he'd first gotten here, but he's been here for two and a half months now and he figures it's safe enough to do so now. Most of the people he's come across have seemed decent enough, at the very least.]

And the last thing is, can anyone work with metal or wood to make stuff if there's anything of that available around here? I need some forearm crutches, or at this point, even any crutches of any kind would be great. Thanks.

secondreturned

You should have just killed me.

[Did you expect her to be thankful? Delight's text post comes a little belatedly after the poll has been closed and isn't quite the pleasant cheeriness that some of you have come to expect from her.]

I died the moment you saved Hope. We all did. This is just prolonging the inevitable.

I don't much care what you think of my decision or my actions. I tried to save what I could. I planned Hope's assassination for months, negotiated with the beings that killed everything I knew, traded the life of someone I adore very much- all to save my other allies and to save you. This was not a decision made quickly or lightly and I will not be made to regret doing what I felt was right.

I see now that I was too optimistic. You could not be made to lay down your weapons for a more peaceful arrangement- I suppose I should have known better, considering how antagonistic you've been. Still, I had to at least try. Nobody else would.

There's nothing more to say, save for this- don't rely on the other gods to save you. Fear will turn his back at the first opportunity and Hope will not fight alongside you. The others will use you how they see fit. What opportunity for survival you may have had with the Null has faded now. You're on your own.

sciencelizard

[The screen pixelates when the transmission starts, and continues to be distorted for another few seconds before Alphys appears in a burst of static. It's a hackneyed attempt at getting the Null out from this post, but not foolproof. When the feed starts, it's obvious she's in the lab, but it's an absolute wreck; there are hastily patched holes in the walls with rocks and rubble, and it's obvious the Null have been through already in the days previous. The camera is set on her worktable, broadcasting from about her waist up, and in front of her is a number of papers, debris, and recognizably one of the Null's central processors, removed from a discarded body.

She looks scared. Horribly so. But she can't keep hiding when the sky's falling down.]

Okay, so, uh-- hey, uhm, I'm Alphys, Dr. Alphys, and I do... robot things, sometimes, so--

[She fidgets with her hands, looks around on the table for something, and grabs the processor, showing it to the camera.]

I managed to remove this from, uhm, one of the Null, and I think I might've made some k-kill codes for them? They'll only work once and, uh, the network will probably adapt, but these should freeze their processors for a little bit, or at least some in, uh, a range-- hook it up to something that broadcasts and it should disable them for a minute or two. They've only got one use though so uh, sorry if someone already gets them.

[She grabs the device, clicking in a few buttons and a file is attached, containing five or six long executable files.]

I think I can work their weapons to another power source, too, so... if you have a-anything, I can try to make it fire, but I can't leave the lab.

[Just as she says that, there's a loud bang outside, and she winces, ducking down behind the desk as the device falls on it's side, displaying only her eyes, head spines, and the tips of her fingers holding the counter.]

And uh if no one's doing anything it would be great if someone could uh, clear them out? For a bit? They haven't found me in here yet, but uhm, it's been... not great!

[There's another noise, and she squeaks a bit, grabbing the device and ducking behind the counter. She tries to smile at the feed, but she still looks very, very nervous.]

Thanks! Uh. G-Good luck!

so_dark_a_road

I've been informed as to the demented deal you made with one who would protect me. But your pathetic little extortion attempt FAILED.

I'm still defying you. In fact, I'm ACTIVELY WORKING AGAINST YOU. I will protect anybody on the list, with my very life, and I am helping to organize along with others who feel the same and will do the same.

So you can put me right back on your kill list, thank you very much!

sciencelizard

( Slightly longer exposition, cut for length. )

[She can’t bear to put herself on video for this, not when she’s crying, not when she can barely speak. So she types instead, hands shaking heavily, having found a batch of letters and items she feels important to be delivered.]

hhey so
for anyone who knknew sans
hes nnot here anymore
he went
he went away
napstablook too
if people are looking forthem

sans uhm
... he left a bunch of gifts for people with
they look like ggoodbye letters
i can check if you think he mightve left onef or--
theres too ma ny to list
im sorry

[She thinks about ending it there, and then adds one last addendum.]

i know theres a lot of people here who didnt like him and. im sure there was reasons for you tto not to get along
but please dont i
i dont want to know
not rightnnow

please

circumitus

bianca's gone. in case those who knew her didn't already notice.

it was her idea to set up monthly dance nights at the speakeasy. thought it sounded like a good idea back then. still do.

obviously we have a lot of other shit to worry about, but think we all could use a regular breather, if anyone wants to help out or bitch about how stupid it is.

[And that's all she wrote. Despite how things ended between her and Bianca the last time they met, this wasn't the outcome that Rey had wanted. Still, it could be worse. Not like enough people don't think of this place as a prison.]

skelebro

[The video wobbles a minute before it steadies, locking onto a grinning skull. It's your friendly neighborhood skeleton, Sans, looking undeniably pleased with himself as he comments to someone just off screen:]

'S lookin' great so far.

[There's a fumbling tapping as the feed gets jostled, and Sans is forced to set the thing onto the ground, face-down. At least the audio filters through, unimpeded if a bit muffled.]

All right. We ready?

[There's a distant sound of affirmation - two, actually, though one sounds a mite more stammered than the first. Kate, it seems, hadn't much wanted to take part in the announcement itself. So when the feed swings up again, there's two distinctively non-human shapes in the periphery - a yellow, lizardlike creature and a small black hedgehog that sharp-eyed cave-dwellers might recognize as Alphys and Shadow, respectively. The video jerks again, blurring the twin blazes of color into smeared linear streaks, and the cave gets a lovely shot of Sans's pink fuzzy slippers in preparation for the finale.

There's a click of fleshless fingers snapping; hundreds of tiny, glowing objects being displaced and then replaced, buried into the rock of the ceiling. Takes a lot out of a skeleton and leaves him a bit stooped from the effort, but it's worth it.

The camera swings up again to pan across the ceiling, now lit with a vast array of blue sparkling stones.]

It ain't Tranquility's illusions, but... [One last whip-pan back to Sans's face, and he winks at the camera, lookin' just a tiny bit more on the edge of exhaustion than usual. Just a hair.] You can consider it a good constellation prize.

[Enjoy the night sky, Hadriel. It'll last for quite a while. Sans, for his part, plans to be stargazing all night. Feel free to find him at the lake, if you're real interested.]

canisminor

[Miriam smiles a little for the camera, though she's tired and it doesn't have the same warmth that you might expect. She's hanging out in her new digs, one of the spire rooms. There are pillows everywhere and soft blankets and a large Rottweiler with his head in her lap.]

Uh, hey people. I was here before and then I wasn't, and now I'm here again. Weird, right?

Anyway, I just wanted to let people know that this dude is Barnaby. [She tilts the camera toward Barnaby. He grunts.] And he's my dude. So don't shoot him or you'll be really sorry. He won't be nice if you try anything.

[She smiles again.]

So, any of you with freaky voodoo powers? 'cause I could use some of that right 'bout now.

lingeringfear

[There's something distinctly different about Fear when he turns the video on this time. He seems even less human than normal, not breathing, not blinking, as if he's forgotten how to manipulate his form so that it actually appears lifelike.

He manages to move his mouth as he speaks, but the motion doesn't quite sync up with the words echoed in through the mic.]

...so I've finally failed.

[His eyes are unfocused, but he looks downward, contemplative.]

I only got half the city out. It won't be enough- we can't start over, not without Hope. So it ends here, I suppose.

[He takes in his first breath since beginning the recording, letting it out in a long sigh.]

I'm sorry.

thirdreturned

Many of you seem to be unhappy.

We don't all necessarily want you to be happy, but acceptance and adaptation to your situation would be a start. The only question that remains is: how?

It is clear to us that your species resolves many issues through communication. Unfortunately, none of us understand the human psyche as clearly as others of your species, and so I leave it to you to communicate with and to help one another.

You may consider this post an open forum in which you can discuss what's been bothering you. In turn, I will conceal your identities, so that you may help one another without preconceived biases. If you'd like to reveal yourselves to one another, the option is there, but unnecessary.

Heal. Recover.

I'll leave you to it.

[[This is an event post for the Never Log In event! Remember, characters are compelled to get things off of their chest here, as well as to help others- and of course, please stay oocly logged in for your comments!]]

skelebro

[Sans has something in his hands. It's a bolt of fabric that he runs between his metacarpals with a distant, unfocused precision, something to idly turn between his phalanges as he speaks. Might take a moment to realize that the backdrop to his video ain't the typical one. It's not his room he's sitting in, after all. He's reclining atop a racecar bed. The sheets are perfectly made, as though the owner were planning on returning at some point. On the bedside table, there's a small stack of belongings that clash rather astutely with the layout of the place. A snowglobe, a binder, an ECHOcomm, and at the very far right of the frame, a folded-up sweater vest.

He dropped in to visit some pals of his, you see. Only to find they ain't around anymore.]

For those of you who knew 'em, seems the docs've gone home. You know the ones. Newt and Hermann. [A pause.] Dr. Gottlieb.

[Being a pain in the coccyx suddenly gets to be less funny when there ain't anybody to yell at you about it, huh?]

Hope it's home they went, and not, uh...wherever it was before they got here. Yao know what I'm talkin' about.

[He folds up the cloth in his hands and stands up, grinning at the camera without a lick of despair. Maybe there's somethin' a bit tired to the whole facade, but who can say? He's always tired.]

I hate to tell ya, but it looks like my bro might'a been the guy to slack off for once. Funny, right? Takin' that hard-earned title from yours truly. Here I thought I was supposed to be the guy who nips off without a word.

[Those with sharp eyes might pick up that the cloth ain't just any old thing. It's Papyrus's sash delineating him as an official member of the City Guard - twice torn, twice mended, and now without an owner. Like hell Sans is cut out to wear a thing like this.]

'Pologies to the Guard. Looks like you're one member short. 'Fraid I can't help ya there either; Papyrus, he's got some big shoes to fill.

[He winks at the lens before reaching for the communicator and then, almost as an afterthought, adds:]

Someone ought'a take care of the lab the docs built. Lotta their stuff's still in there, too, and lyin' around my place. Figure it should go to the people who knew 'em best.

[Y'know, whoever that is. But you all know who you are, don't ya?

Yeah. He'd think so.

He cuts the feed.]

sleepdarts

( Ana had spent the first few days holed up in an unused building, heading out when it had gotten dark to get a lay of the land, reading what she could on the phone she'd been given. It had been curious, but certainly more personal than informative )

It looks like my mission failed.
But I'm not the only one who has lost something, as unfortunate as that is.
Are they anything to do with the arrivals here, or is it coincidence?
There is more, I could guess that easily enough. Would I find a complete answer? That I doubt.

hasitsthorns

Hellllooooo Hadriel!

[ So. Someone's cheery. One wouldn't think so what with the cave being restored to its 'former glory.' ]

Sure is a bummer that Tranquility's good times ended, huh? [ Understatement of the year. ] Fret not, however, for I have taken it upon myself to plan for Love's inevitable - and fashionably late - arrival!

[ Do you have a bad feeling yet? You should. ]

How, you ask? Well! Easy. I've started charting out the ships down here in the cave. What's a 'ship,' you ask? A ship is short for 'relationship'! This can be any kind, really, but the actual fun is in ones of the romantic sort. [ An oh so innocent bat of her eyelashes. ]

There's a couple obvious ones, there's those who have loved and lost, there's the hopeful buddings of new relationships, and of course we're always wondering who are deities are into.

[ No? Just her? Alright then. ]

You can find the list I've started attached and, please, add to it as you see fit! I'll make the changes accordingly. I'll even try to keep it up to date, so! If any changes happen after the fact - break-ups, make-ups, or unfortunate farewells - feel free to hit me up personally and let me know. This way, Love can be up to speed upon arrival.

( allyouneedislove )

Oh, right, of course. I should also mention that I've enabled the anonymous feature for responses, so! If you're shy or don't wanna compromise friendships by outing the couples you do know, don't worry. Or if you just wanna stir up some gossip and speculation, don't worry! Your secret's safe with me.

[ WINK. All's fair in love and war, yaddah yaddah. ]

(( ooc; So! HAVE AT IT, MURDERCAVE. FEEL THE LOVE. I'll be updating the post as I get suggestions and eventually porting it to Rose's personal journal for future reference. C'mon, ya'll, let's make Love feel welcome for when they arrive. ))

fifthreturned

Hey there. Thanks for telling Hope to bring me back - hopefully you all can get some use out of these vehicles I made. I think they're pretty neat.

How are you all liking the place? I forgot how messed up the city got before I died. It looks like Hope fixed some of it up, at least. I'm too low on power to do any real improvements, but this temporary facelift should last for a little longer. Enjoy the vacation while you can, uh - 'humans', right? That's what most of you are called?

Enjoy the vacation, humans, and the vehicles. I'm Tranquility, I made this city, and it's sure nice to be back.

bheidh

Some weeks ago there were many demons in this place - the skies had opened and they fell through the tears. Thankfully now the demons are gone, but there were other creatures left behind.

( It's likely that not everyone has noticed them, cities aren't often where they're found so the fennecs and nugs had likely stayed to the quieter areas, but she's already spoken to some about them )

These creatures are dear, and though they can care for themselves I have been make sure that they have been safe.

( Because even though they are wild creatures Leliana does love them )

I know that some have also been taken in. Should you need help, or wish one removing, I will be able to do so.

( How To Care For Your Nugs, by Leliana )

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