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I asked Hope for a camera. I want to find the good things about this place, and I know it sounds pretty impossible but not everything here is shit.

( The place maybe, but not everything else. The video jerks for a moment as the view changes from Beth to some photos laid out on her bed. There's one of her sister, Hannah, one of across the lake, and one of the orchard )

My friends make this place better for me, and there are some nice things to look at here, places that are kind of peaceful when nothing's going on. I want to take more pictures of things that makes us happy -- make a record or something. Even if our friends leave we'd have something showing when we were happy. Considering how much this place can scare the crap out of us I think we need some happiness.

If there's something you want a picture of let me know.

tablewithoutpity

Greetings to all Hadriel denizens, and a welcome to those of you who have only recently arrived. My name is Dr. Hannibal Lecter. My colleague Dr. Lee Rosen and I are both psychiatrists, and would like to extend our services to all of you.

Perhaps you have never experienced therapy before. There are many misconceptions when it comes to psychiatry. You may think that only those who are not mentally sound seek therapy. Nothing could be further from the truth. Sometimes the healthiest thing is to seek the assistance of a professional when desiring to understand how both the past and the present are affecting you, and what sorts of behaviors you may alter to ensure for yourself the best future. This is important even in the most mundane of situations, yet ours is far from mundane. The gods play with our emotions. Sometimes we are left to wonder if what we felt was real, or merely an illusion. Either way, the pain is real. And we can help you. Recently the gods allowed us to speak to each other anonymously over the network. The outpouring of raw feeling, of fear and worry and sorrow, was striking. There was some solace in speaking to our fellow citizens. Perhaps even more may be found in utilizing the training and talent of Dr. Rosen and myself.

We would like to hold open office hours at the clinic, if those who run the facility are amenable. In the meantime, you may contact either of us for an appointment. Please feel free to ask any questions you may have.

survivorsguilt

so, uh. question for anyone who's reading, i guess. these little picture things that that are in our phones

most of them make total sense to me! the cats are even pretty cute. but can someone please please please explain this

what the fuck am i meant to do with a picture of a can of salt

[Go easy on her, memers of Hadriel.]

danseur

[ he's been here so long just trying to survive out this weird goddamn fever dream that it's actually about to drive him crazy. ]

things i would give my left kidney for:

• koolaid
• an actual not-stupid microwave
• (& microwave popcorn)
• a not bullshit moon cycle?????
+ feel free to add your own

anyway does anyone need a roommate because ive gotta be honest here, shits gettin pretty lonely

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!]]

unfollowing

since a whole bunch of you just got here, i just wanted to point out that if you need clothes altered or tailor made so you have more than just the clothes you got here in, i have a standing deal with delight: tell her one happy memory, and she'll give you a bolt of good cotton fabric in a solid color

we have a sewing shop by the lake. [attachment: map.jpg] you'll know it when you see it

pell and i can mend and sew or teach you how to sew your own clothes

[She's about to post this when she remembers her new bff, who goes just about everywhere with her. On most days. Unless he's hunting.]

lately i bring our house's wolf when i'm there. he's nice, but he will attack you if you're an asshole

[That last part is a lie, but she's just going to leave it at that.]

(ooc: Action logs with Emily (and Wolfie) at the shop can be done in Emily's inbox or in the log comm. She's there pretty much every day and makes it a point not to be too mean to people, which... isn't saying much! I'm also down to handwave meetings.)

thechoiceisyours

[The person in the video might look familiar to some, if slightly more tired and banged up than usual. Still, despite the bruise on his forehead and the dark streaks of ash on his face and clothes his eyes are bright, indicating to anyone even slightly acquainted with him that he's about to say something ridiculous.]

Surprise, bitch, I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me.

[His voice is a little weak but he delivers the line with all the sassiness it deserves, before suddenly offering a grin.]

Okay, so like maybe two people here got that reference, but I so don't care. I punched a shark, so I can make whatever meme references I want.

[That's how it works, right?}

So um... Who's still here, I guess? Or who's new? How long have I been gone, because it feels like no time and like, a long time all at once. Sort of.

[He blinks a few times, smile fading a bit, mostly because he's totally exhausted.]

I'm um... I'm Chris, by the way. Been here before and whatever so... Got the general idea. The sharks are sort of new, though. Fucking sharks, man.

[Really, what even.]

edibles

( Beth had meant to post this anonymously but that hadn't ended up working. Oops? )

It doesn't suck any less going through it more than once.
This place gets more fucked up every month.

( Someone's bitter. She also isn't sure she wants to know what the hell her double did after killing her )

kittycaterer

[ This isn't his first rodeo with social media, or he supposes... Something as close to it. Would this be considered social media if it's within a closed network? Noctis supposes it doesn't matter. This is his first shot, this is his means of feeling this place out. ]

I need a wheelchair.

Not for me... It's for a friend. I know there's a clinic, but I'd rather reach out and make sure I'm not signing myself up for the third degree when I try and claim one.

If someone could point me in the right direction of who I need to talk to or whether or not I just take it, let me know.

Ah.

Thanks. To whoever's reading.

dedikated

For anyone who knew him, Hakkai's gone.

If anyone new has medical training or healing powers, the clinic would appreciate your help.

That's all.

private to clinic staff;
Asked Emily to make armbands for us to wear out and about. Make us easier to identify in the field. Let you all know when they're ready.

closerift

This is Inquisitor Trevelyan.

[ Not that she's able to do any inquisiting here, but the title has long since stuck to her, despite Cecily's original complaints. ]

Dorian Pavus has gone, if you knew him, and--... it all makes me wonder, really, what the patterns are with the disappearances. A handful of our people have gone and not come back. Dorian came back, but without his memories of his time here. I came back with my memories. Has anyone been able to figure out any sort of method to it all?

It could be that the Door is just choosing without meaning, but it does seem that it can be more cruel to some than others, doesn't it?

unfollowing

chris is gone

[And it's a testament to how close they'd gotten in Hadriel that she noticed so quickly. They shittexted and realtexted regularly, to say nothing of when she crashed with him after the demon thing. They've been through so much shit here. He'd been here longer than her. Now, of her friends from home, she's the veteran here, so to speak.

So here she is, doing her first official duty as such. Or whatever.

Goddamnit, nerdbrain.]

i know he had a lot of friends here. i'm sorry

wendigoner

Hey! Um... so, I don't know how many of you know Emily - she's been here for a while, so maybe a lot of you. Anyway, next month is supposed to be, like... her coming of age ceremony? If she were back home. Since she's not, I talked to her about having it here. Just the party, I mean; I don't know what goes with the ceremony. Like I said, we talked about it, so it's not a total surprise, but... I thought it'd be cool to have a lot of her friends there to celebrate. That part could be a surprise.

[ Hannah pauses, chewing on her lip thoughtfully. ]

I probably need some help planning this? [ Since her last planned party had been Not Great?? ] If anyone is good at that kind of stuff... And, please don't tell her! It'll be so much better if she doesn't know.

Oh - I haven't picked out a date yet; depends on when most people are free. Let me know!

meatbrained

Hey.
Can anyone teach me to fight? Against the monsters, I mean.

( he's become quite aware, in the last couple of months, that the ability to clock another guy his age is not the same as standing up to zombies or demons. and while anyone can swing an axe in an emergency, Matt would like to be able to do something.

something more than be scared. )

unitas

[ The video starts out shaking, the view beginning with a brief shot of Sharon's stained boots (brilliant red spatters) and the dirt floor beneath, but it's soon shifted up. The focus settles on a fire engine red box, nearly a foot in length, that rests against the wall of one of the buildings. The lid has a strange symbol painted on it, a triple moon, and after she's certain people have gotten a good look, she kicks open the box, lid flopping back. The workmanship on the box is shoddy at best, but that's not what you're supposed to be noticing.

No, what you're supposed to be noticing is that the rectangular box is filled with a variety of items. There appears to be cloth, canned goods, a blade, and a canteen stuffed within, among other things. ]

There are a handful of these caches throughout the city. You spot the symbol [ She kicks the box again, and it rattles as the lid falls shut, the symbol back into frame. ] You'll find a box nearby. In it should be enough goodies to help you survive if you're ever caught off guard when the shit hits the fan here. There's also a healing trinket in each one, thanks to Kate and Carlisle, along with instructions on how to use it.

[ She pulls back, lifting the camera up to show another of the triple moon symbols on the wall in red paint. It's not large, but the bright red is enough to catch an eye or two. She doesn't turn the camera to her face as she continues to speak, leaving everyone to enjoy paint drying. ]

You use something from it, you put it back when you can. I won't be doing rounds to check on these things often, so if you fuck someone over by being a dick, that's on you. [ This is obviously the perfect place to end the post. No goodbye. No sign off. Yeah. She's good at this. ]

[ ACTION ]

[ And, for those who wish to encounter Sharon in person, she can be found throughout the city, painting the symbol on various walls, about eye level for those of an average height. She may also be found stocking any one of the red boxes. So, come over, have a chat, or criticize her on her shoddy workmanship. ]

sedula

[The Hadriel network isn't exactly Facebook, but it's all Sam's got, so it will have to do.]

#justhadrielthings

How many of you have died here?

How did you deal with it?

Asking for a friend.

bekommen

video.

[Nick hasn't been absent from Hadriel for very long in Hadriel days, but for her, it's been months since she's seen the all-too familiar walls of the colosseum, and finding herself within them once again feels nothing short of catastrophic. She's sure she's been angrier than she is now at some previous point in her life, but at the moment, she's having a hard time pulling such an instance from her memory. Shaking and tense, she turns to her phone.]

Which one of you fuckers brought me back?

[She knows exactly who and what are responsible for her being here; this is nothing more than a defiant swing in the dark.]

action.

[Later, once the shock of being returned to Hadriel has begun to fade, Nick can be found right back at Delight's bar, serving drinks as if she never left. There are slight differences, for those who know her well enough to notice - her hair is grown out past her shoulders, and underneath the anger and irrational feeling of betrayal at being brought back after managing to make an escape, there is something like calm, an almost-peace that wasn't present before.]

purpleknee

Oh Abeegail, what am I to do? I need to help five people and fill them with hope so I can get something that makes me feel like I have a heart again! Because I don't have a heart inside my body, which apparently means far more to me than it does for most of the people in this stupid cave. Hmn? What's that Beeatrice, this trade is basically impossible for me without the thing I'm trading for? Right you are! How smart, and how quickly you realized it, you smart little bee.

[His faux enthusiasm drops and he glares flatly at the camera.]

Come help a witch help you to help himself help us all. I have healing magic and a temper. If you think this is cheating, I don't want to hear it, and I only want things that will actually help. I'm serious, I'm trying to be good, here.

...Oh, and it goes against everything else I'm trying to do here, but I should let you know that the bees I found can't make honey. Maybe if you tell Delight or someone they can, she'll believe you and the copies will be able to, I don't know. I don't really care.

[He's screwed.]

thechoiceisyours

[Chris is at the bar today, looking like he's more interested in having a nap than making a broadcast. But he has a large coffee, at least, and manages a smile for the camera at the video starts.]

Hey. It's uh, been a little weird around here lately, huh?

[What with people arriving in two waves at completely the wrong time and all. But at least there's been some good snacks, even if Chris carefully avoided Delight's energy shots.]

Um, this has nothing to do with any of that, but I was uh... Hoping someone would be willing to like, talk about making a deal to trade for some bullets or something. I kind of ran through what I had during the whole zombie incident.

[Or well, most of them; he'd used the last one later on during the Confusion event, but those are unnecessary details.]

So uh... Yeah. That's about it.

[Have an awkward, dorky wave before he disconnects.]

bekommen

[Nick has been notably absent from her usual post at Delight's bar for the past several weeks, but today, as she turns the video camera of her phone on herself, the familiar sight of shelves of multicolored bottles lined up behind her indicate her location. That's right - she's back, and she is smiling as she holds up a tambourine and gives it a good shake. If you've met Nick even once, you'll know that she is made of sharp edges and not someone who smiles easily.]

Hey ... I dunno who left this here for me, but I wanted to say thanks. This is ... this is really great.

[The fact that she is openly addressing Hadriel with her thanks is perhaps a testament to how significant this particular item is for her, since gratitude doesn't come easily for Nick, either. Then again, if you know her well enough, you may notice something different about her entire demeanor - something softer, something warmer, something much less feral and hostile.]

Oh, and one more thing ... [She sets the tambourine down on the counter in front of her and gestures to the bar around her.] Thanks for not letting this place burn down while I was out ... "sick." Everyone knows this place is a shithole, and we only got so many not-shitty things here. Delight's bar is prob'ly the best one. Gotta hang on to what we've got, right?

[She grins again as she reaches over to cut the feed and get back to work. Perhaps you're there to place an order with her for something to drink?]

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