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I've made some relevant updates to the bestiary now that we're on a planet with local fauna.

[So here's an attachment with the updated version!]

At the moment, I've only heard tell of the mammoth things roaming around out there. All current notes are either based on secondhand accounts or pictures that have been sent to me. I'd like some real specimens to take a look at, if anyone's game.

Apparently there's other critters too, though they seem to be rare as I haven't encountered any myself. If anyone runs into anything alive on this planet, let me know and I'll add it.

Thanks.

aroundthecoroner

So, uh, anybody seen any gods lately?

[No, this isn't the start of a shitty comedy set, it's the start of a shitty network post. Michael doesn't make these often; this might be his third in more than a year. But this situation seems to warrant it, and if no one else is talking about it yet... well. Someone's got to.]

I don't think it's a coincidence that the power's out, the water doesn't work, and those monsters are coming into the city whenever they feel like it.
That and, um, I haven't been able to contact any of the gods?
They don't show up in the temples, either.
I'm probably the last person to notice this, but I think something's, uh, pretty wrong here?

[Anyone familiar with him will know that this isn't a result of speech-to-text; he really does just type that way.]

Or I could be completely wrong and just missing them.
So, um, discuss I guess.
What's our plan if they really are gone?

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!]

puzzlingly

「Here is this kid, apparently walking around the city outskirts as he broadcasts like dem cool vloggers do. The background behind him is impressive: the sky and the patches of snow and little purple grass here and there, the mountains very far behind him making it look like some kind of winter wonderland—it all goes perfectly together with the very small clouds that take shape from Atem's breathing. But, there is something off about this picture... Let's make a review:

☆ Gravity defying hair, check
☆ Insolent smirk, check
☆ Tank top, check...?
☆ No visible jacket...? Huh, check...

That's it... You can bet he is dressed just as ever ~~no puzzle~~ without looking cold at all, either he's being an idiot, or something else is going on.」

Hey, everyone, Atem here. I was wondering if anyone here could make a pet door. In exchange I could imbue your clothes against the cold.

「Ah...」

Actually, if anyone would want that just ask. Let me know on both counts, thanks!

「And he's out.」

circumitus

[A heavy sigh is the first thing that can be heard before Rey speaks: She doesn't normally like talking this much, but having seen a number of those who lack experience in toughing it in harsh conditions won't bode well for the inevitable move.]

"Think there're a few things that we should discuss among ourselves before our relocation. Regardless of where we end up, it won't be a vacation. You can kiss any ideas of a Caribbean getaway in a jungle, but the fact of the matter is that we're going to end up in both the ice planet and jungle eventually. People should know how to survive in both."

[Some might recognize it when she's channeling that firm tone, like a commanding officer. It isn't something Rey lets surface often.]

"Jungles provide a fuckload of threats we've never dealt with before, and that's native animals and insects that we have no clue how to handle. Shit that can spread disease if you don't know what to be on the lookout for. Water could be contaminated with parasites and predators. Plants could be poisonous or result in allergic reactions. There're hundreds of factors that could potentially snuff you or give you a world of hurt, and that's not including heatstroke.

"Below freezing conditions are also a bitch, but can be easier to combat than you'd think. Can provide some old Russian remedies at the Speakeasy to help cope with the climate -- we'll also need to tailor proper suits and clothing, too. Extreme cold is no fucking joke, obviously. We'll probably be fine in the city, but if anyone wants to go and check out those embassies then you want to be ready for that shit."

[Pause.]

"Lastly, it'd be better that we keep everyone up to date on how to fight the Null and what their weaknesses are, as well as being properly equipped to handle them. Rage's bows and arrows and swords are useless as a nun's tits against synthetics, so it'll be up to us to be prepared. Destroying bastards like those comes as second nature to something like me--" [Oops, sorry Rey's friends and fam, but old habits die hard when she gets into this mode.] "--so if anyone is looking for training and information on how to kick their asses, you can find me at the Speakeasy."

such_a_teez

[Tyki is sitting in a mostly empty room, with a serious expression on his face. He's not one to really draw mass attention to himself or make a show of things like this. But Hadriel calls for drastic measures. While he doesn't really think of the gods as gods at all, and he doesn't think there's anyone here currently that could actually kill a Noah, he still has to think of the future for his family. And while he's alone for now, if another member of his family arrives here he wants to be prepared for things to go their way. So he's been working on a plan of sorts.

Be helpful. Be kind. Forge a better white side, a Tyki suited to Hadriel and it's citizens. Doing whatever he can to make friends for the sake of the Noah family's needs. And now it's time to set those plans into action.]

I'm not one to talk about my home, or the war going on, but we've had some trouble as of late and I think it's only fair to prepare people for what might be coming. [Tyki sighs, and shakes his head.] I've made friends here, and I want everyone to be safe. And with what might follow me from my home, that can't happen if we're not careful. [He pauses, for a moment, before continuing on.] My name is Tyki Mikk, that much is true. I am a member of the Portuguese prime minister's family. And I'm also an agent working against the Black Order. While religion can be a source of tradition and joy, in the wrong hands it has a dangerous power to corrupt and rule. And that's what the Black Order is, the catholic church militarized and made occultic. They've been known to kill children to keep them from running away. They won't even let their soldiers die, they reuse them in artificial bodies against their will. There is no fleeing from them, a draft into their numbers is until death. These soldiers, called Exorcists, wield a supernatural weapon called Innocence. They think god gives it to them. Please, be careful. They're usually brought into the flock quite young, and indoctrinated at any cost. It's not their fault, but they're more than willing to kill for their cause. And if you're not with them, you're possibly going to be seen as an enemy. [Tyki bows his head, and the video ends.]

lingeringhope

We need to move. Between the energy from the Door and other concerns, we can't stay here - it's far too dangerous. Thanks to your help, we believe it's possible to use the Door to move the city rather than Fear's powers. This should be substantially easier on you.

Going back underground is still unlikely to be safe. Of the planet surfaces that we've identified as safe, there are two remaining. Sorrow mentioned them before, but I will repeat the gist of what he said, for anyone who wasn't here before - or anyone who simply didn't pay attention.

One planet is rich and lush, with enough cover from the plants and trees that we should be able to effectively hide from the Null. It is warmer and more humid than this world, if you wish for a place with a climate more amenable to your bodies. It will also provide trees, animals, and edible plants.

The other is cold and mainly devoid of life. It would also be a change of climate, but a less amenable one, rather than more. It is the first planet the Null attacked, and where we had embassies. There may still be some information there, but I can't guarantee it. In addition, it may hold dangers we aren't aware of.

These are your choices. I apologize for being unable to offer you more, but it's unlikely that any of the locations we've traveled to in the past are safe any longer.

Please make your choice.

Poll #20672 Where shall we go?

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Where shall we move the city to?

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the jungle planet
40 (50.6%)

the frozen planet
39 (49.4%)

writtendestiny

[She considers before she makes it anonymous. Poison's pride, battered as it is, still dictates that she doesn't allow herself to be seen asking such openly vulnerable questions.]

What is it called, when things that seem to mean nothing at the time make you remember bad things that have happened to you before? When you wake up at night because you feel as if it's happening all over again, even though you're safe?

I had thought that I felt safer here. I don't know why this is happening. It feels like I'm going mad.

sallyfaced

[There are probably a lot more important things going on...but the amount of stress and tension that said important things seem to be evoking is the exact reason Sal decides to make a post sharing his self inflicted predicament instead of sitting around trying to come up with something himself. He mostly just wants to talk — it doesn't matter if he doesn't find any information or help, it's just...for lack of a better word, a "mask".

Speaking of masks, there's now one masked and pig-tailed teenager peering into the phone as he makes sure it's working, sitting back when he thinks he has it. He's not used to using phones or devices this fancy. He doesn't even have a cell phone of his own back home.]

Has anyone ever like...built a birdhouse before out of something that wasn't blocks of wood? A two story birdhouse. With a couple of rooms, decent space. Uh, nothing too crazy and extravagant, obviously. But something still totally cool. Because I kind of want to do that.

You know, even if you've never done it before — because I sure as hell haven't, ideas would be neat.

redwinekindofgirl

Sooooo, guys, girls, others. What's the grossest thing you've ever eaten?

[Don't mistake this for her not being concerned about Caedra, and not being concerned about generally everything, but a recent conversation and a recent find has piqued her curiosity enough to ask the question.

For her own answer, she holds up a small, white, chalky-looking cube.]

This one's mine. It's called 'carbtien', and it's basically what we live on back home, because we can't grow enough food for everyone. It's military rations, and I don't know what they put in it, but it doesn't taste of anything and when you try to swallow it, it's like your brain forgets how swallowing works.

[Julie snorts softly and drops the cube down out of sight.]

I found a big bag of them just lying around a couple of weeks ago. Weird, right? I guess I'll keep it safe for if we ever end up starving or something. You might not thank me, though.

mttbrandlegs

[Mettaton’s been here for a little while, and definitely long overdue to talk to the city at large. But today he wouldn’t dare to avoid it, not at all. Because hey, when it comes to what is significant to someone else he cares about…it’s definitely important to make a big deal about it to everyone. So the city is thusly presented with his beautiful robot face, accompanied by a winning smile and a wink (Someone should mention that winking makes no sense when you have only one eye visible).]

Hello, darlings!! It’s been…apparently a very long time since I’ve spoken to any of you, or maybe if I’ve even seen you at all! My name is Mettaton, and I am the magnum opus of our resident monster scientist, Dr. Alphys! You most definitely must be familiar with her!

In fact, that’s what I wanted to talk to everyone about!

I have been made aware that Alphys has been here for two years, and I believe this endows us with a wonderful opportunity to let her know what a kind and beautiful person she is! That’s right, it’s time to share some love for her!!!

[Mettaton nods to himself assuringly, then starts to move with the feed still going. Now that the display is bobbing slightly and less focused on his face, the surroundings are becoming a little more discernable. He’s…in the lab, perhaps?

His next words are hushed, as if he’s trying to hide his presence. Maybe he’s just respecting the work environment of the lab since it’s not just Alphys here, there’s also others who make use of the space.

But this is Mettaton. It’s not that simple.]

Alphys has been working hard lately to help, so even if you don’t see her doing it, you should definitely appreciate her. Tell her how pretty she looks, tell her how smart she is!

[Mettaton stops by a door, moving close to it and cupping a hand round the ear closest. It’s all flair and dramatics, but the smile on his face is real; genuine at first, then a little more conniving.]

In fact…let’s tell her together!!

[Suddenly, the view is jarred and there’s a loud SLAM as Mettaton kicks open the door with absolutely no respect for public property to reveal Alphys, likely surprising her SOUL straight out of her body for at least 5 seconds.]

There she is!! My queen and yours!! Send her a lovely message, won’t you?? Toodles, sweethearts!!

[This might backfire. Maybe he's not right, and Alphys isn't all that popular but ayyy, it doesn't matter. She's the most popular to him. ❤]

[[OOC: Contained here are 2 probable responses Alphys could have had because apparently I'm a nerd. you kicked the door in whyyyy and damn cute.]]

thanks_bunches

[ Geralt has been keeping himself to himself lately, ever since the adventurers had come back from the sea with fragments of the door. The strange emotional effects that swept over the Islands seemed to have struck Geralt, catching him off guard.

He was holding something in his hands, the phone sat on a rock at his side, along with a vast amount of empty bottles of alcohol he'd brought with him. It looked like a woman's coat, old Victorian style with delicate little intricate embodiment around the buttonholes, cuffs and collar. Geralt looked somber, as if the item of clothing meant something to him. ]

I can't tell if this means she's dead or... She was here one moment, gone the next.

[ Okay, so your resident Witcher might be a little bit drunk and emotional, ~~thanks Gods.~~ He's in no fit state to be out alone right now, lord only knows what he might do when his mood changes. ]

Her scent is faint. It's still warm, traces of heat but... I can't sense her.

writtendestiny

[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?

ghostlocked

hey. in light of sorrows message i figure we should get organized.
who went out on the ships to collect fragments? and whats the plan w. those fragments?

64th

[ Cashmere's lounging at home, alone. she's usually pretty content for alone time but it's felt extremely lonely recently. ]

I know a lot of you are like me - where there's no one else from your world here. Just you. It's for the best, honestly. I could be stuck with anyone. But sometimes I miss having people around who really know me. Who understand the things I understand.

So let's get to know each other a little better. What was your family like? Did you have a happy childhood?

[ she pauses, and grins. ] And if give me a really good answer, you can come over and take a nap with me.

am_i_a_monster

[Abigail died in the deserted plot and has just been revived.]

Hello? Can anyone hear me? Is anyone out there? It's dark out. I can't see anyone. Please tell me I didn't go through all that just to be alone again.

[There's a moment of Abigail crying.]

I was dead. Am I still dead, is that what this is?

[Being alone feels like hell to her.]

missiondeterminant

[Aside from having a new--or maybe not new, but different--hat that may have suffered a little bedazzling, Connor looks pretty much the same as last time he spoke on the network. He has something somewhat less abstract to talk about this time, but it's even more serious.]

Although the Clinic is well-suited to the needs of many here, and that's a great accomplishment in this situation, it's unable to provide assistance to a portion of the population that needs non-standard medical treatment.

[Mostly, as far as he knows, that's a problem for individuals who might be mechanically-based, although he isn't ruling out that there might be other types of beings he doesn't know about who also can't be helped with standard medical treatment. So he's being general right now, trying to account for everyone, which also helps in keeping things vague as far as individual people and what they might need.]

Because worlds vary, finding those with the skills they need to help these people might be difficult, but at the very least we can make sure those who can't go to the Clinic have the basic supplies necessary to take care of themselves. But again, because worlds vary, we won't know what all those supplies are unless we compile a list. I know there's an option on these phones to hold private conversations, if anyone may be concerned about giving specifics information about themselves, so supplies on the list can be added mostly anonymously.

[With any luck that means he can add some things to the list himself and no one will know who they're for. He'd like to avoid ending up in a situation in which he bleeds to death from an otherwise treatable injury just because there's no thirium available here.]

Additionally, since necessary items are likely to require making arrangements with the gods, if anyone is willing to help with that please let me know.

synthedick

[In the past, Nick has usually left this kind of information either to be shared by someone else, or found out gradually out of respect for those who've gone missing; however, given who it is who vanished this time, his position within the Guard, and his time within and dedication to the city, he figures he'd best say something. Henry deserves that.]

For those who knew him, Henry Percy is gone.

[A small pause. For all they knew, he could be back in a week, in a month, in a year... or not at all.]

Guardsmen, you're reporting to me for now.

[And a quiet sigh. He's not sure how he feels about that weight on his shoulders. Hell, he wasn't sure when he was appointed to the co-head of the organization. Guess he'd better figure it out now.]

That's all.

[Click.]

hasitsthorns

[ It's inky black when the video starts rolling. The camera adjusts to the low light and focuses on Rose. It's still hard to make her out in the dark but she sits with legs crossed and guitar in hand. It's been a while. Normally, she only addresses the network when she's got something ridiculous to share with her fellow Hadrielites but today's clearly more of a somber affair.

There's the quiet count of 1, 2, 3... and a song starts to carry on the night air. She sings in time with the tune, a melancholy lilt to her voice. ]

I found God in a catalytic converter in Topeka on a Monday night. I taste blood every time I think of summer. If that's true, I'm in for quite a treat, 'cause I'm beggin' for the sun in a mid-Missouri winter waitin' desperately to get outta' town. No, you can't keep a good man down. You've been known to obsess over the future. Do you think you'll get away from the past? As you stone yourself just to make it through 'til midnight consider what you might have found; you think you've got a good thing now.

I found God in a catalytic converter in Topeka on a Monday night. Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future so you know what keeps me hangin' around. No, you can't keep a good man down. From here on, you can count on all things going the way they must've from the start. All you feel, all you feel, all you feel is the current flowing through you and seizing your infected heart-

[ There's a pause. A hitch of breath, a mistake and jumbled sound of the wrong strings. Almost immediately after, she laughs. ]

Ah, jeez. Lame. I said I wasn't gonna' cry. [ The blond clears her throat, gives a shaky breath. ]

It's been two years, give or take, since I arrived here. I'm the only one left of the Havenites. It's kind of... wild to think about sometimes. I had a lot I wanted to say, actually. A lot I felt. [ She lapses into silence again briefly. ]

I thought maybe I'd just sing instead. That seemed fitting. Despite everything, there's still... some parts of the me that came before all this. I know I've changed. Not in just bad ways, of course, but. Kind of makes you wonder, you know? A lot of what could have been, what might have been... For me, this is all there is anymore and some days I'm not sure how to feel about that.

Anyway. I just wanted to say Happy Two Year Hadriel Anniversary to me, I guess. It's been a pretty alright ride, all things considered. Here's to hoping I make it another year and however many more to come.

[ Her hand reaches out, blocking the lens and ending the feed. ]

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.」

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