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I have a serious question for all you listening out there since it's been a little while since we've acquired our newfound treasure.

[ he gestures to his torso which shows off a rather dirt stained wolf jacket to the camera. ]

What's the name of your little friendship group and please tell me you've managed to come up with a few good ones. As for me, I'm always open to ideas but I've been rather leaning towards Wolf Pack or Mega Death, myself. Gang, what do you think?

[ yeah, he's talking to you Squad 15. And please, who really wants to be known by a number? ]

bekommen

[Like ... probably everyone here, Nick's pretty stressed out about the Null's recent network broadcast and extremely Tired in general, so. She's dipped into her very small supply of cigarettes and is smoking one when she turns on the feed.]

OK, if y'all are done talking about killing each other, or trying to kill each other, or actually killing each other - [she pauses to give the camera an exaggerated roll of her eyes while exhaling a small cloud of smoke] - I got a question.

[She pauses again to tap the ash off the end of her cigarette into a chipped mug she's repurposed into a makeshift ashtray, then turns back to the camera.]

When I first got back this last time, someone said there'd been talk about rebuilding what's left of Delight's bar into a café. Is anyone actually doing anything about that? 'Cause I dunno about y'all, but I could use something to do that isn't sitting around and waiting to get murdered.

[How 'bout it, Hadriel?]

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. ))

kickingand

[ We’re going a little Blair Witch here with the shaky handheld camera as Dean moves through his apartment, turning on his device and squinting at it with all the spite he can manage. No really, dude looks unhappy as fuck.

Public service announcement incoming in three… t- ]

For those who knew him, Sam’s gone. [ Granted, names aren’t really a top priority around here, so that might not be the best method of delivering this message. ]

Better known as Sasquatch? The Jolly Green Giant? L'Oreal superstar? Call him whatever you want, but he’s out. Figured i’d pass along the info just in case he offered to help anyone paint their ceilings.

[ Stupid jokes make Dean feel better, but that’s all he’s got to say on the matter, which is why he chucks his device onto the couch, still turned on, flashing the blur of a symbol on the ceiling for a moment. Except--

Just when it seems like the device is going to time out, it is righted again by the sudden appearance of Castiel in the video feed. He looks worried, apologetic, his eyes flitting off screen. ]

-- Dean, you were supposed to offer them our help, if they find themselves possessed, or pursued by these demons. [ Offscreen a grunt can be heard, noncommittal and unbothered.

Cas looks back at the screen. ] Dean is a professional demon hunter, and I have been fighting them all my life. We both know magic that seems to be effective on them, and we are willing to teach others how to fight back. For example, this is a devil's trap. [ The camera scrolls around to show more of the pattern on the ceiling from earlier. It's shaped like this. ] If you draw one on the ceiling or the floor, even if it is concealed, it should trap the demon--supposing you can trick them into entering it.

[ Since Dean is busy finding liquor off screen… ] And I think it would be good for Dean to keep busy, considering our recent loss.

[ Buuuut now Dean has returned, peering over Cas’ shoulder into the device- ] I can actually hear you, you know. [ After which he plucks it from his hands and finally turns off the feed. ]

[ooc; dean is black, cas is blue! expect tagbacks from both boys! ]

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.]

enchangement

the music is gone and with it
the small favors and familiars they brought
do you miss it?
do you miss them?
the colors were brighter
the sounds were louder
and some trick of the mind forgot
we were in a cage
or didn't and just
observed the decorations on the bars

fadeling

[The angle of the video is strange--Cole's not too great with technology and to be honest, he's mostly been avoiding it. For the most part he just looks...confused. Everything was so dark here most of the time and while he can't complain about the brighter tone, he still isn't sure that he trusts it.]

Is it too bright? I can't tell.

[Cryptic as always, it seems. He may not even know that he's being recorded.]

Defeated darkness, driving and driven, but now it's bright and burning.

[Confusing. The entire world is confusing outside the Fade. And this place is even more so.

But after a moment he looks down at the camera, still looking a little lost. But then, doesn't he always?]

Is it helping?

circumitus

need a gun.
particularly one that doesn't shoot rainbows or a sign with the word "bang!" on it. [Yes, she is being dead serious about this.]

rifles are preferred, but any firearm will do.

services offered in exchange.

protection if necessary.

will also kill extra if you're in want of ammo.

[How does that sound, Hadriel? SPECIAL PRICE, EXTRA NICE. JUST FOR YOU.]

cashlin

[As much as Lilith's got a distaste for Fear, she loves any excuse to put on a stellar performance. She's got a palm, shimmering with purple phase energy, facing up just barely in sight at the edge of the feed, to set the mood: the wicked grin on her face is cast in shadow.]

Okay, okay, I got one. Picture this. [Lilith clears her throat, and puts her best DM voice on:]

You're on Pandora-- you and your teammates are the only people you've seen for miles and miles on the barren, dry wastes. Except for the Psychos who tried to chew your leg off. Soooo... the only sane people, I guess.

You're starving. You're tired. Two of you are almost bled out, held up by painkillers and the most minor of healing injections, numbing all the nerves in your body that're telling you to turn back and to stop chasing this next kill. But, hell, if you've come this far, you're not going to stop, are you?

And. [Dramatic pause.] At last, you find it. The Mothrakk. It's the mother of all the Rakks you've ever seen on Pandora: a span of torn-up skin wings bigger than you ever thought possible, scabbed-up flesh over its terrifying bony frame! How the hell is it flying, you ask? You don't have time to contemplate that shit, it's spitting fireballs at you, raining hellfire down from the fucking skies!

Whoops. [She's knocked the camera over while gesticulating mid-story. (You do have time to contemplate, apparently.) Lilith clears her throat and resets the camera before picking the tale right back up again.]

Over an hour of fierce battle, third degree burns, burnt-out rocket launchers, and exploded rover turrets later, the beast is dead. You've all won. The horrible creature comes down like a meteor, and it shakes the earth where it falls... a mile away.

[Lilith's phase energy blinks out.]

You walk all the way there, and it's only dropped a white-level gun.

[Is she gonna go th-- yep. She is.] A Tediore.

Dun-duh-duuuuuuun.

lingeringfear

Ah... don't mind the lights. I thought they might set the mood a little.

[Fear smiles into the camera. His face is eerily lit by some type of hanging lamp above him, which seems to sway gently in the nonexistent wind. The smile is predatory, the tone is light, yet sinister.]

To all of you new humans, my name is Fear. I opened the Door, and now I've decided to stop your light that has been so generously provided to you since your arrival. For this next few days, I'd like to promote a contest: whoever can scare their fellow friends the most, be it through stories, jokes, or bodily harm- will receive a blessing from me. I'll only give out three blessings.

[There's a pause.]

-ah, and you have five days. Good luck.

[The feed shuts off there. A few minutes later, a new text post from Fear arrives on the network]

Once upon a time, there was a little boy who was afraid of death. Whenever he went out to play, he would hide in a small cave near his home and hope that none of the predators came to eat him up. One day he found a small pathway in the cave, just big enough to fit his body through. He thought he heard the thump of footsteps from outside so he forced himself into the pathway. It twisted and turned so much that light no longer shone through and he was alone in the dark- or so he thought.

He began to hear a soft thump in the wall that he was pressed against. And again. And again. And it came louder and louder, faster and faster. The boy scrambled backward, trying to get back to the surface of the cave, but when he reached the entrance, he only found another wall. In complete darkness, with the thumping sounding like a giant drum in his ears, he screamed.

Some days later, a search party finally found a trace of him when they found... a human heart, still thumping on the ground next to a crumbling rock wall!!!

strangelic

I want to--Um...

I feel like life would be improved here if we all played more games, and... [ Kate, why are you making him do this? ] I-I wanted to ask if anyone else had any games that they could teach us. Party games, this time, not card games. Like Twister.

[ He glances off screen cautiously, then looks back, trying to seem more courageous on the subject than he is. ]

Kate thinks that life here would be much improved if we all played more together, and I have to agree with her. Play is important...for the well being of people, especially those who don't have anything else to occupy their time.

So...that is to say, if we could organize a...party, I suppose, everyone would be invited. We could hold it at the bar.

[ Yep, that's it. ]

corundum

[So, Ruby's been here awhile but hasn't bothered to make many comments--or any posts--on the network. But she's definitely been stalking them, and learning as much as she can about Hadriel and the people in it.

So that's why she feels confident in making this post, opening with a friendly smile and broadcasting from one of the abandoned shops.]

Hi, everyone. I've met some of you here, but for those I haven't talked to yet, I'm Ruby.

[She smooths a small segment of her hair between her fingers, looking as innocent and nonthreatening as possible.]

I'm helping out with the pickling and jamming and other food preservation efforts now that we have the new orchard, but that's not really what I wanted to talk about. Something totally different, actually.

[She pauses a moment, like she's gathering up her nerve to continue.]

I've seen that a whole lot of people here have magic, or supernatural powers, or some combination of them. I know that there's a lot of reasons why you might want to be private or secretive about them--I have been--but those of you who don't mind sharing, I thought it might be useful to what each other knows. Maybe we can even figure out ways to combine our skills.

[Mostly Ruby wants to know what other people are capable of and how she can use that to her benefit but close enough, right? RIGHT?]

Some of the magic in my world is teachable, too, so I'm willing to talk to anyone who might be interested in that. I can't guarantee anything, but the more we can all take care of ourselves the safer we'll all be.

kickingand

[ Dean is making this brief for a variety of reasons. But he sadly doesn't care enough to make this anything but video - audio and text just seem like far too much effort, and so Dean can be seen boozing it up with a half empty bottle of whiskey he received from the gods.

Someone's been drunk a lot lately.

Big fuckin' deal. ]

So, I kind of happen to have an angel buddy who's in need of a lay. Anyone want to lend a hand?

thechoiceisyours

[Chris smiles and gives a small wave at the camera when the feed starts, then turns his hand to show Hope's blessing on the back of it.]

So uh, who else got one? And are they all from Hope, or...?

[This is so cool you guys he wants to see who else got what. And for something else slightly less important by still cool--]

Oh, also, my iPhone was up and working for a bit thanks to Pell, and I managed to get some music off it. I'll share on the condition no one makes fun of my taste.

[The last comment is a joke--he's really not going to be too hurt by jabs about his choice in music--but the offer is serious, and attached is a download of the music he's copied off so far. It's kind of a slow process, so there's still more on the phone that he can transfer later.]

bekommen

[Oddly enough, this broadcast doesn't seem to have anything wrong with it - just a video feed of Nick sitting slouched at Delight's bar with a half-empty glass in front of her, and it's clear from the slur of her words that it wasn't her first.]

Hey! Hadriel. All'a you. Listen, I got somethin' to say, if y'all can take five seconds to quit your shitposting and listen to someone else for a change.

[She pauses to take a sip of her drink and grins sharply into the camera.]

( cut for length and nick's incredible pottymouth. )

hollowly

( you would think, with all of the glitching happening across the network, he would have the sense to not try in the first place. but as far as he's seen, all of those glitches have been confined to text posts, and with all of the intermittent voice chats he's been having with kate –

he should be safe. right?

( sure, we'll go with that, sammy. )

they never do video – whether due to no real reason, or the fact that most of their conversations take place in the small hours of the morning is anyone's guess – so it's only audio, though there is the sound of a smile in his voice like there always is. )

So, you're missing a notebook, right? You left it on the kitchen counter. ( a beat. ) It's got something added to it, but you're gonna have to come get it to find out what it is.

( this – sadly – is how this idiot flirts. or thinks he's flirting. s i g h. )

Oh, and how do you feel about another movie night? If I promise not to burn the popcorn this time.

( that promise will probably be broken. s i g h.

and kate is probably going to flip her shit when she sees this. )

64th

[ late in the evening, the entire network is graced with this bit of pure poetry: ]

HEY ;) ARE YOU UP
WANNA GET WEIRD?

[ caps lock is stuck on. it is apparently not cruise control for cool. also attached is this pic. please enjoy Cash's latest most embarrassing moment. ]

cowardley

[ hey, look, it's a picture of a brightly colored phallic fruit from Sorrow's orchard. it's laid out on a cutting board next to a second brightly colored phallic fruit that has been cut into, and clearly chewed up and spit out. next, is a selfie of ashley, her nose wrinkled in disgust. ]

The only room this 'fruit' could possibly be used in is the bedroom!!!

Y U C K

[ and several minutes after the post occurs, out in hadriel, in the ud house, ashley screams in horror. that was not at all what she wrote. someone save her. call ghostbusters! burn the phone! oh god, or maybe just kill her! ]

strangelic

Hello.

My name is Castiel, and I'm a healer. I'm pleased to tell you that I will now be available at the clinic for any purpose between healing a scratch and bringing you back from the brink of death. I would like to speak to anyone whose needs may be different from those of the average person, in particular if your physiology isn't human, or human similar. I can't heal my own kind, but it may be possible for me to assist others; I would simply prefer not to discover such flaws in an emergency.

Um. It's nice to meet you, if you're new here.

[ Unbeknownst to Castiel as he texts back to people his phone will also broadcast video of him as he texts with one of these two snapchat features auto-activated throughout the entire conversation. His text is also white. So fun. Want to tell him what's happening? ]

skelebro

[After the first misfire, that was all the hinting he needed to know that something must've gone wrong with the recipient tracker, or some other network-wide problem. Too bad his device was already processing the second of his prank texts to his housemates.

Soon it hits the network at full force.]

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[Yep, that's it. Enjoy, Hadriel!]

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eleventh; video (there's too much confusion, i can't get no relief)

THIRD SONG ♫ VIDEO

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eighth; video + action (heartbreaker, heartbreaker, i wanna tear your world apart)

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04 | video, based on a true ooc story tbh

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fourth; video (trouble seldom sees what she leaves behind, there's a typhoon blowin')

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