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[ Curufin and Margaery Tyrell set sail from the bay of North Island, the same day as he puts the finishing touches on the boat. It is clinker-built (also called lapstrake), which makes the hull flexible, good for sailing turbulent waters. It has a single square-sail (sewn by Margaery), though it also has rowlocks and oars, in the unlikely event of the winds dying. It looks something like this.

It can be crewed by two people, but more would be nice! Give Margaery and Curufin a holler if you want them to come pick you up! Either because you want to come along for the ride and learn something about sailing, or because you need to be ferried to a different island than the one you're on. They'll take you wherever you want to go. Also, call if you want something picked up and delivered to you, or if you just want the sailors to come and visit you. ]

Hello, Hadriel! The ferry's in service.

[ OOC: Either or both Margaery or Curufin will answer! But you can also request one or the other. ]

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.

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

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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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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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We can be friends?

dragonsgrasp

Those who've been exploring in search of the orbs... How have you fared? Have you encountered anything notable? Are there more dangers out there that we should be wary of?

I can report myself that I've seen no new enemies, although I've come across obstacles such as dust storms... and a location where the terrain became especially difficult to navigate. There are occasional ruins, as well, but I've found nothing unusual among them yet.

I know the main objective is to assist Hope, but we also have an opportunity to find out what we can of this world, as well. The more we uncover, the better off we'll be.

elegant_and_proud

[Rest is important. Although Ikaruga has been doing more than her fair share in the battle against the Null and in protecting Hope, she's remembering to pace herself. The only times she's left Hope's temple have been to eat, get water, and to find a defended spot to catch some rest.

At the moment, though, she has a few words to share. Words that she hopes will give people the strength they need to endure long enough to wipe out all of the Null here.]

Amidst all of the fighting, I had a moment of clarity. Not only are our present circumstances the fault of the Null, but it is their fault that we were brought here in the first place.

[There's a quiet pause, and the sound of a cup being set down a moment later.]

They once lived in harmony with the gods and the previous hosts. Then they wiped out all of the previous hosts and nearly all of the gods because they were absolutely terrified of feeling emotion. Starving and desperate, the remaining gods used the Door and brought us here. Ultimately, every hardship we have faced here can be traced back to them in the end.

[The gods aren't blameless, but it's important right now to highlight the Null's involvement in all of this, when people are becoming exhausted. She wants them to draw strength from their anger.]

Take every shred of anger you have ever felt toward the gods and channel it against the Null. Let them learn what it means to face the full force of our collective wrath. Give them hell.

[There's a sound of a sword being unsheathed before she cuts the feed.]

dragonsgrasp

To the Null:

I've been in an unending war before.

If it's war you want, it's war you'll get.

But first, you'll have to stop cowering behind these devices with your threats, and forcing innocent people to do your bidding. Fight your own battles.

I will not rest until I've hunted down every last one of you Null, and personally stuck my lance in your backs. I will hunt you down with all I have. I will make you regret every threat you've made, and I will become your worst enemy.

Good luck evading me. I'm coming for you cowards.

[Well, if he wasn't on their list? He sure might be on the way to getting there now... but better him than most others. He's ready for it.]

[...Even if he actually doesn't know the first place to start finding them, in truth. But that's ok, the first step to getting to any enemy is stirring them up.]

so_dark_a_road

[ Curufin is standing in the bay of the pumping station on the north bank of the reservoir. The firefighters finished building and testing the the second of two tanker trucks the day before, and it is ready to be filled with its 11,000 gallons of water. You can hear the noise of the machinery in the background. The first tanker is already filled and ready to go. Outside, the firehouse and the ladder truck beside it are visible. ]

Firefighters and supporting crew, report in! We'll allocate our resources as soon as we know who's available and where we are needed.

And as we're a bit shorthanded, anybody who wants to join us, you are welcome to do so. Post in, and we'll find you a job.

If you want to report the exact location of a fire, or call for emergency help, this is the place to do it!

mismanagement

[A familiar sight greets anyone who has been in Hadriel long enough: Henry and Maketh stood together, serious and focused. Henry, as usual, wears his full plate armour and mail, and stands as one would expect of a knight ready for battle. Maketh is dressed in her regular uniform, a sword at her side and rifle stapped to her back.

Henry's sharp, unyielding voice demands attention; his whole demeanour is resolute as he speaks.]

Guardsmen! We are assisting the Fire Brigade as of now. Those who are able to directly fight the blaze must speak to Curufin anon, and bolster their force. Those who cannot without great risk to themselves are charged with evacuation and holding a perimeter. Report in!

[Maketh nods firmly.]

We ask that those with medical training report to the Clinic to assist with any injuries, and that the rest of you exercise caution. Be calm, be thoughtful, and we will endure this.

[After Maketh has spoken, Henry then addresses the wider public.]

If you are trapped or suspect someone else is, let us know without delay. What is the Clinic doing?

[His final words are a request for sense, firmly stressed.]

By working together, we may field the most efficient response we can. I urge those who do not number amongst us yet intend to fight this blaze to act with us, rather than alone, and those without the skill or training to remain safe to stay back and help in other ways. Be not foolish.

dragonsgrasp

Is anyone else being visited by someone from home?

What could it mean, that they appear like this? Are they really here or just figments of our imagination? They certainly seem real enough, when you talk to them...

[Another voice pipes up, a woman's voice who sounds much more cheerful than Kain. The phone shifts just a little, and the ghostly figure of a young, blonde-haired woman can be seen as well.] Kain, don't be silly. Of course I'm real. Now, didn't you say you had a goal of some sort?

[Oh, right. Ahh, he’d initially meant to do this in order to reach out and be more sociable as Ikaruga keeps trying to make him do. He may have gotten a little too troubled there for a moment. Lucky him, Rosa, or the ghost of her, is as stubbornly on top of making him do things for his own good as ever. After a pause while he considers things, he finally adds more.]

What sort of people have appeared for the rest of you? Is it someone you wanted to see? Tell me about who's visiting you.

That wasn't so bad, was it? But aren't you going to start by introducing me?

Ah... right. Everyone, this is Rosa. She's my ...friend... from back home. [There's a small, barely noticeable hesitation on the word "friend".] We grew up together. I've... I've missed her. I've missed you, Rosa.

Oh, Kain... It's all right. I'm here now. [Aaand he'll stop this video now, before he shows too much emotion. He can't have that.]

dragonsgrasp

Your legs are fine! Stop whining!

[ That's the first thing people might hear before they see anything else but the ceiling of the cave. For anyone who knows that voice, it is obviously Shadow's, though the name label says otherwise. ]

What if it's broken... and I'm hardly whining, you pathetic... [But he pauses, then and groans in pain.] This was... a friendly spar... you took it too far... [Yeah, right, he's one to talk, he also puts in just as much effort as he would in a real battle.]

[At last, the hedgehog comes to view, picking up the phone, he stares at it briefly before he realizes the video feature is on. ]

Someone come heal this idiot before he bleeds out.

[ Hah, it doesn't even sound like a plea, more like an order of sorts... Nope, he's not taking him to the clinic. Kate is not there anyway, and she might never will, hopefully, no matter how much Shadow would want her to. Ah, but this isn't about her, is it? Nope, this is about that stupid dragoon, and not about being unable to deal with people being gone, right?

Then he tosses the device to the ground--it lands on something... er... someone, actually. That someone is Kain, who's got quite a lot of blood covering him at the moment. His own. Damn it, he'd just gotten back to full strength! Why does Shadow have to complicate everything for him?]

No need for anyone to panic... it's... not quite as bad as it seems...

[Except, you know, there's all that blood.]

dragonsgrasp

[There's a whole lot of static, and then, for those over in Group A, it's followed by A REALLY ANNOYING high-pitched electric squealing sound. Sorry about that. Bad connection and all. He's on the side with a crap network and no food, how fun.]

[Eventually, Kain's voice can be somewhat heard. At least it sounds like Kain for now. Though it's muffled and the static drowns out most of what he's saying.]

.....wall.......

.......tried to....... [LOOOONG BURST OF STATIC, which sounds even louder and more grating on side A. Ouch, hope you don't mind your new headache.]

.....food.......may not.......supplies.......[The static just sounds creepier right now. And additionally it's followed by a whole lot of RANDOM BEEPS on side A. Kain's voice starts sounding more distorted too.]

....mon...... repeat, MO........under atta.......warn.......

[There's one long beep... then it fades into static.]

so_dark_a_road

[ On the seventeenth of March, Curufin collects his harp and flute and picks a nicely reverberating corner of Sorrow's temple. He sets up his phone and then begins to play. If there are other members of Team Sorrow who can make music, they are welcome to join him, and in that case, there will be multiple instruments playing. Imagine any or all of the following: Peter Kater's My Beloved, Georg Deuter's Dämmerschein, or Deuter's Moon-silvered Clouds, except played with harp instead of piano.

What this music means to Curufin is the hour of his life when that life was coming to an end. He got himself and two of his brothers killed while attempting to destroy the Kingdom of Doriath, in order that he might keep a disastrous pledge that should never have been sworn in the first place. And, of course, he slew a lot of innocent people before he and his brothers died. He dimly remembers, as though it were a painful dream, the departure of his spirit on the winter wind, on a day in which there was a blue sky and vast white gray-edged clouds drifting above the forest, first under the sun and then by moonlight. He remembers his sorrow and that of the four brothers he left behind to weep and to bury their family. And he remembers his grief because now there could never be a reconciliation with his estranged son.

Elves have a certain magic -- they describe it as putting their thought into all that they make. This goes for music as well as for material artifacts. Curufin, as well, has a gift for casting a dark spell on others, transmitting a dark dream to them. But the dream he transmits here is dark but not evil, only profoundly sorrowful. It is not a sorrow without hope, however, because he himself is no longer hopeless. His post-death experiences have given him back his heart, and so his vision has a thin gleam of something positive in it.

Any listeners who are susceptible to this kind of performance will feel their own emotions, of course, emerging from their own experiences. It could be memories of loved ones cherished and lost, or other experiences of being grief-stricken. How they react is up to the individuals who hear. They should feel free, if they wish, to let him know how the music affects them. ]

[ OOC: Whoever wants their characters to be directly affected by this magic is free to do so, but of course it is not obligatory. Curufin's not a bad musician even without the magic. Also, OOCly, if your character tags in and allows himself or herself to become sorrowful, I will send Curufin to your post to experience the emotions of your character's team, or it can happen in this log. Fair trade! Everybody benefits. XD ]

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!]]

dragonsgrasp

[Kain sounds exhausted when he speaks. He's still got some recovering to do, clearly. He ended up in a hell of a shape after being defeated by his double, and now he’s only just coming to enough to really think about what that battle had meant… Failure. He had failed to defeat his darker self, the one thing he’d devoted his life to achieving…]

[He's seriously wondering again if Hadriel is some sort of eternal punishment.]

So… it sounds as if the doubles are gone entirely? A shame. I for one wouldn't mind if mine returned. He owes me a rematch.

[No, it's probably not a good idea to even wish for such a thing, but he doesn't care. He needs this to happen, one way or another. He has so much to prove.]

Did anyone manage to defeat their other selves? If so… how did you manage it?

blessedmaiden

[Audio]

Is it working? ... it seems so. Ahem!

Hello everyone! My name is Rydia and I've been in this cave for a while now- gods, I feel like an idiot yelling alone in my room- anyway! Things have been... unpleasant, recently, and I'm not sure if that's the norm but I can see how hard it can be to keep a positive outlook of the situation and remember that we're a group and we should stick together. [After all she yelled at people at random when everyone got angry and her double had the time of her life trying to make others feel miserable... and others were even less fortunate than the summoner.] So I thought we could play a game rather popular in my homeland. It's called 'this is why you're great'.

You know, I live in a small city inside a cave even in my world and we're stuck with the same creatures all the time... and we consider validating each other really important since we need to live together and it's important that each member of the community knows no matters what, they do have something to offer. I am not entirely sure on how to make the text part of this message, I'm not expert when it comes to technology, but I will explain at voice how this is supposed to work [Since she supposes it would be impratical gathering everyone in a single place and have them write letters on paper. And MAYBE Rydia forgot to mention it's something usually done with young monsters who still have to get used to the static underground but aren't all humans like big kids?]. I will open a text.... thing after this and you will reply with your name. And other people, anonimously or not, will comment under it with something they appreciate about you- as you will do the same under the name of others. It shouldn't be too hard, mh? Shall we give it a try?

[What immediately follows is a simple, super plain text post. Sorry, no big, bright and awesomely formatted love memes here, just a sad solitary text... but you can appreciate her intentions, right? Also, please, don't mind if she's going to post 'anon' positivity under names who receive no comments at all- in case anone replies.]

[TEXT]

Post your name here and remember to comment under other names.

so_dark_a_road

[ Shortly after Henry and Maketh are murdered by Maketh’s double, Curufin is standing by the rail of the bridge that crosses the river through the lower part of the city. It is dark here and a convenient location from which to take stock. ]

This is a call to any surviving members of the City Guard.

I’m your fellow guardsman, Curufin Fëanorion. As I hope everyone is aware, many Hadriel citizens are being impersonated by hostile unknown entities. One of these imposters has just murdered Henry Percy and Maketh Tua.

I’d like to hear from any Guard members who have avoided this fate, and from anyone else who wants to help. We are all in a very bad situation, and I hope we can band together to do something about it.

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. ))

fourthreturned

I can't believe Hope is actually letting you mistakes pick which one of us he'll resurrect next.

Here's your stupid poll. Pick Tranquility.

Poll #17764

This poll is closed.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 54

View Respondents

Don't mess this up.

View Answers

Tranquility
35 (64.8%)

Love
19 (35.2%)

(Edited roughly five minutes later)
I'm supposed to remind you that Tranquility will do something about transportation since your two little legs are so stubby and useless while Love will probably give you some kind of hot springs which will help you relax and not get seizures from being so high strung or something.

dragoon_pride

...It can’t be…
...a nightmare…failed...
...couldn’t have… died…

[He’s muttering to himself, so only a few stray words are clear enough to be heard, at first. He hadn't intended those to be heard, necessarily, as he's checking that the phone is even on. Then, he clears his throat and speaks normally.]

Kain Highwind of the Guard reporting in. What is the current situation with the demons? I can… [He pauses, more mentally disoriented than anything. The reality of the situation is still sinking in, the memories of being possessed are… deeply unsettling. Not again. He can’t believe he’s lost himself again.] I can go anywhere I’m needed to continue our fight.

[Sigh. Well, there it is. He's in a bit of denial over what happened, but he knows deep down the truth of the matter. He'd been possessed, and... killed. Shadow, that hedgehog had ended his suffering. For now, he’ll throw himself into fighting, a warrior above all else. Mental distress will just have to get shoved deep down inside. But there is… something else bothering him. He belongs to the air, to the wind. He wants to feel that breeze on his face, to see the sky change in color. He’ll even take overcast if he could just see clouds again. The withdrawal is real.]

This is unrelated, but… How can everyone withstand a place without a sky for so long, anyway? Does anyone know if there's some way to see it again, even for a few moments?

sedula

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

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