(She won't be the first or the last to deal with this, most likely. The heat of the jungle has overwhelmed the Northern lady and she is having to rest - thus it's understandable that her voice is weak.)

I have never felt so...faint. The heat is incredibly oppressive. I feel as if I can't breathe or think.

(Pausing to take a drink of water, she swallows with some difficulty.)

Is there a...remedy?

prophesiedone

Is anyone else experiencing a sense of foreboding?

[Is he late to the discussion? Good job, Anakin.]

I won't complain about my lightsaber attacking me anymore if we can just...

Go back to normal?

redwinekindofgirl

Not having anyone around can really make you realise how much you're used to having company, huh?

[Julie gives a small half-smile, but it doesn't really follow up to her eyes. She shrugs one shoulder and huffs out a breath, looking away from the camera.]

This place is really getting in the way of shit I'm trying to plan, but uh-- Where was I going with this. Oh, yeah.

[She looks back to the camera. This time, the smile has a bit of extra warmth.]

I guess I'm looking for a roommate? I've been kind on my own here since R got out. I've got two spare rooms, and I don't really want to move because all my shit is here now, so...

[Another awkward shrug.]

Yeah, that's it. Hit me up if you're interested.

barold

[There's a fidgety middle-aged man on your screens, a bespectacled man who looks like he has absolutely no clue what he's doing. Evidenced by the fact that only about half of his face is even in frame.]

Hello. Uh, no that's... G-Greetings! No that's worse...

[He sighs.]

Okay. Say that you, uh... completely hypothetically... haven't really seen your significant other in a while. Couple months. 'Cause of somethin' you did. Hy-Hypothetically. And you're hypothetically lookin' to get'em a little somethin' now that you're uh, back together again. Just a little present, like, nothin' special, j-just somethin' nice t'show y'love'em.

Your hypothetical significant other also already has everythin'. And they're magic.

[Barry hasn't gotten any answers yet, and he already looks demoralized.]

Any suggestions would be appreciated. Uh. Thanks for yer time. How do I make it stop record--

stonebird

(Drawn to the shore again, Sansa is perched on a rock with an open book in her lap - or, rather, an open journal in her lap. She is writing fluidly, recording her experiences and her thoughts. At any point, she could disappear and leave only the journal behind, she knows, thus there isn't anything too damning on the pages.)

I should begin writing songs again. (She pauses and smiles, glancing out over the sea.) There are days that I don't feel much like singing. I can't really explain why I feel that way. My situation here is far better than it ever was on Westeros.

(But...)

I feel as if my life is on hold. (She sets her pen aside and absently examines the ink on her fingers.) What do you value in life? What makes it worthwhile for you?

(Private to Lady Jeyne.)

Would you have dinner with me? I think we have much to discuss. My brother was...is...very dear to me. What happened to him changed my life forever. (Does Jeyne feel the same way? Sansa wants to know.)

(/)

closerift

Evening. Inqui-... dammit. Cecily Trevelyan here with a request, which, I know, must be such a surprise. I also know there's quite a lot going on at the moment, what with the [ there's a vague hand gesture here ] everything, but I also think this is fairly important.

[ Ahem. ]

Some of you might remember the memorial garden, once maintained by Sharon Da Silva and Glacius. I've taken over for Sharon since her disappearance, but now that Hadriel has been thoroughly splintered, I'm a ways off from the place. Far enough that I can't exactly care for it, what with the... limited number of boats.

[ Get on that, gods. ]

Right, so, if anyone on the - Northeastern most, I think, island can find the garden right off from the forest, I would really appreciate you tending to it. I imagine I'm not the only one who has memories of others living there.

Speaking of: Glacius, if you're out there, do let me know if you find someone closer to the place than I am.

hellosirs

[ First, he'd panicked. Suddenly being unable to speak was bad enough, but not being able to read or write was terrifying, and Angus had spent about an hour holed up in his room, trying to make sense of his books even though the text kept swimming out of focus. Some time with his family had helped calm him down, though, and it soon became obvious that this was the Turbo-Liches up to their usual fuckery. Things would go back to normal in a few days, but in the meantime, Angus was going to have to squash the fear down and try to figure out how to communicate, because miming things out could only get him so far.

Speaking didn't work. Writing didn't work. Typing didn't work, but... there was more than one keyboard on these phone things, wasn't there? Lup had shown him, once... ]

🤐

💬❌

✍️📵❌

👐🙌🤟❓❓❓

👩‍🎓❓

[ Anybody out there know sign language? Anyone willing to teach it? ]

roseofthetyrells

[the video opens on Margaery in the Sewing Shop, dressed of course to impress and show off her work. what is unusual is that she's holding a sword in her lap and that the Shop looks like it's been scrubbed from ceiling to floor and everything in between.

what may also be unusal to those who can notice such things, there have been magical wards placed around the Shop to deter violence and keep certain types of beings out.

Margaery smiles welcomingly at the camera, although those who know her well enough can tell that it's a little forced]

Hello, everyone! The Sewing Shop is open again to attend to your needs. Can you not find what you're looking for in the shops? Or are you just plain sick of wearing the same things day in, day out? Come in and request whatever you need. The only payment I require is a bolt of fabric from Tranquility.

I also give sewing lessons to those who wish to learn.

[to Washington and Kelson]

I have what you requested ready for you to pick up at any time. I hope to see you soon.

pocketspa

[The camera opens up on two near identical elves, sitting shoulder to shoulder. If the denizens of Hadriel remember their last address on the network, this one seems rather tame in comparison (possibly because one of them isn’t a skeleton this time), but they’re still grinning wide. Then again, the last one didn’t start with absolute chaos either. The both of them slide their eyes towards each other, and then in tandem flip some bangs from their faces, grinning directly at the screen.]

Helloooo, Hadriel!

[That can’t be the start of anything good.]

You’re on with the twins, and today, we’re here to grace you with our expertise.

So as the most attractive people in the city, we get asked, uh, pretty much all the time to help out with people’s looks.

Most of y’all are basically hopeless, but we’re givers.

And because we’re, uh, basically the most generous people ever, today we’ve got a special event for the masses.

[Their eyes flick to each other once again before they both ring out in a singsong tone,]

SMASH OR PASS!

[Did that shatter someone’s device speakers? Probably.]

Rules are real simple. You comment. We rate. One to ten.

Couldn’t be easier. You clowns are real lucky to have us. You can come get your assigned hotness level and never have to wonder where you stand in the world ever again.

Also, scores are final. Unless you do some real good sucking up.

Ew, Taako. This is a family friendly broadcast. Keep it PG.

Not that kind, jeez. Sounds like you’re the one who’s thinkin’ about it.

Nope, nope, nope. Double yuck. Not even going there. Anyway, like, comment, and subscribe--

-- If you wanna see more primo twins content from the best duo in Hadriel.

[They both throw up peace signs, Taako sticking his tongue out to really cheese it, and the feed cuts.]

[ooc: Taako is blue, Lup is red, both of them are purple! Specify if you want one or the other because the default is both with a three-way thread! Also, please never think it's too late or too full to tag this. Please get in on the bullshit.]

disarmer

Hey, everyone. Uh. [ He's not quite sure how to go about this. It's something he's been meaning to do since he showed up, but between road trips and literally everything else, well. ] My name is Magnus, and I guess I was here before? Well, I was hoping maybe I could talk to some of the people who knew me...while I was here.

That might seem like a weird thing to ask, but [ He feels bad for forgetting ] I'm kind of hoping I'll be able to...I don't know, jog my memory? Or know what I was like before, anyway. I'll understand if you don't want to. It's gotta be weird talking to someone who doesn't remember you, right? Just, if someone out there doesn't mind...[ He trails off because yup. This whole thing is just weird and terrible. ]

Speaking of the whole memory thing, does anyone know how to remember things that haven't happened yet? The me who was here before, he was from my future. I'd like to see what happens if I can, y'know?

Thanks in advance. Magnus out.

roseofthetyrells

[the video opens on the Sewing Shop, Margaery sitting in front of the camera with her legs crossed neatly at the knee and wearing this. there are three finished items on dress forms in the background and a small stack of bolts of fabric]

Hello, everyone! I wanted to let you know that the Sewing Shop is open for business. Please stop by if you need your garments mended or if you need something new that you can't find in the shops. I know how hard it is to find things that fit properly there.

I'm also available to give sewing lessons should you wish to learn! It's a very useful skill to have, especially here where anything can happen.

[Private to Abigail, Daenerys, and Maglor]

I have something ready for you. Feel free to stop in anytime to pick it up!

wonderland_vogue

[For someone that had just arrived not that long ago, when shit was going down, Lydia seems... calm enough as she's merely watching the scorching suns outside from what appears to be some sort of building, though she's made it pretty clear she doesn't want to give away the exact location.

Until she's sighing and hopping down from where she'd been perched, hair tied back in a high ponytail and a grin crossing pastel purple lips to match an outfit that could be clearly called gaudy consisting of that color and deep gold. And shiny enough to blind a person if she didn't seem to carefully understand the angles of that and this contraption.]

Gotta say, my dears, I think I vastly prefer the sun... suns, I guess, being out compared to some dank and dreary conditions you evidently had previously. Not that I'm terribly concerned, I don't require the same... conditions you humans the like do to survive in an environment like this, let's say.

[She's gesturing outside again, grin never faltering the whole way, showmanship forever on display if she can help it.]

I'm Lydia and let me preempt everything you'll probably hear about me, I'm quite a generous person if you play by the rules~

multivitamins

[ Someone is doing their best to not look upset, stiff upper lip right? It's not working all that well. Eddie should be happy he survived through the invasion and all, but there's more pressing things on his mind right now.]

My friend Bill is missing. He's a bit taller than me, looks smart and talks with a stutter. Has anyone seen or heard from him?

[ No one has explained the concept of people going home yet, so the idea the friend he looks up to has just vanished is unfathomable.]

If anyone sees him please tell him he's an asshole and I'm going to kill him for this.

knockthemdead

[When the video feed stutters into life, it should be immediately apparent to those who have been there before that Kravitz is standing outside of Hope's temple.

However, despite the (now) familiar surroundings, the reaper looks... lost.]

Is there anybody who could possibly, er... render me assistance? I'm a little... I'm unsure, uh, of where I might be. Or what has occurred.

[He sighs, and presses two fingers to his temple.]

Something is terribly wrong, I think.

knockthemdead

[For the sake of dramatic effect, Kravitz waits until the video starts to transform into his skeletal form.]

I shall keep this brief.

While I hold no doubt that they can take care of themselves, consider this a warning all the same. Do not attack Lup or Taako. If you hold any intentions of caving to an unknown, foolish entity, do not so much as touch a hair on their heads. Do not look in their general vicinity.

If you so much as try, I will come for you. I will destroy you. Completely.

[While the words might be amusing to some, his empty eyes show no sign of anything but a deadly- hah!- seriousness. The video, short as promised, ends here.]

pocketspa

[The camera opens on two people, sitting shoulder to shoulder and addressing the camera head-on. Or, well... one elf and a skeleton. Taako’s face is wide in a grin, seemingly intent on emoting well enough for the two of them, and they simultaneously move to flip some hair from their faces- or well, Lup would, if she had any. The motion is still recognizable enough as they address the network.]

Helloooo, Hadriel!

[For those who remember Stepford, it might be very reminiscent of their tv show, Lup’s voice coming through loud and clear to make herself a little more recognizable.]

You’re on with the twins, and today, we have a suuuuper important thing we need you to settle.

Bee-tee-dubs, we wouldn’t even need to bother with this if my dear brother could get over himself.

[Taako gives her a look, before re-addressing the camera.] Anyway, so there’s like, transmutation magic, which is awesome and rad, and then there’s evocation, which just like, does elemental stuff or whatever, and is super lame. So if you were gonna pick one--

Yeah, no. [And Lup raises a hand to prove her point, summoning fire instantly to her skeletal palm.] Deffo cooler than anything that comes out of his specialization. Trust me, fam.

[Without even a response, a translucent, spectral hand appears behind Taako, and moving in tandem with his hand, floats into the frame and smacks Lup upside the head before disappearing.]

I can literally turn into anything I want, whenever I want. I can fly, my dude. I could be a shark.

Holy shit, Taako. Give up the shark thing. No one cares about sharks! I’m not trying to crush your game or anything, but pick a better animal.

It’s a fucking shark! What is there not to-- no, you know what, stand back, this is gonna be amazing. [He is, in fact, backing up to give himself some space with the intent to actually do it, tossing his pointy wizard hat to the side in preparation.]

And there he goes again. [Lup could not possibly sound less excited if she tried.]

Check. It. Out. [Taako winks towards the camera, hands on his hips, and then extends his arms, starting to emanate a strange sort of glow. But just before their audience can catch sight of what supremely awesome magic Taako is about to throw down, the camera shifts, pulled to a close up on Lup’s skeletal face. She tilts her head, as if smiling, effectively blocking Taako’s transformation from being seen.]

Y'know, I don’t think I’ve ever looked so good.

[Behind her, a loud and rather angry roar can be heard, that still kind of sounds a little like Taako. The voice that follows is much rougher than his normal tone, because it’s hard to make animal vocal chords try and speak, okay.]

LUP WHAT THE FUCK--

[It’s accompanied by what sounds like some thrashing, and then absolutely the sound of something in their room shattering to the floor. Lup somehow manages to ignore the chaos behind her completely, throwing up a skeletal peace sign before the connection cuts.]

[ooc: Taako is blue, Lup is red, both of them are purple! Specify if you want one or the other because the default is both with a three-way thread!]

9_s

〈The image focused on a crystal clear representation of 9S. Under floppy, silver hair and an oversized blindfold were delicate features which were brightening in a cheery smile.

For a new arrival in Hadriel he seemed curiously pleased with his situation.〉

Hello!

〈He chimes, his voice filled with excitement and anticipation.〉

I hope nobody objects to me borrowing this frequency for a few minutes. What a funny way of communicating, it's so archaic!

I was just wondering if I could arrange to meet with a few of the humans in the local area. I'm very keen to take a look at you, regardless of gender or medical condition. I was astounded to see so many life signs here, it's phenomenal!

It's all for research purposes of course, nothing sinister!

〈And with that, he signed off with a happy, little wave.〉

blessedmaiden

[This time Rydia isn't making a complete mess while turning on the video, the camera just points for a while to an empty chair until the summoner finally takes her place in front of it. It's still... weird, the whole 'talking to no one' business, but she's almost sure she's recording for other people to see this time.]

Hello everyone! It's me again, Rydia, and I'm here to update you all on the library situation since this whole mirror craze seems fortunately over and we're... hopefully going to have some time for ourselves now. So... last time I received a lot of suggestions and I'd love to adress them all but first- I'm glad to announce me and Lady Ikaruga are officially founding the Hadriel Society for the Fine Arts. Our goal is to promote the artistic qualities of this place's citizens and get everyone to have fun and share their knowledges and skills to make this a better place. But let's get to what we have here...

[Rydia nervously scratches her head shifting back on her chair, sadly she still has to receive any proper book but she's... trying to get started?]

So, first of all... I tried to write four books for this place's kids, if any of them is interested, and if anyone wants to contribuite I have an official list of the library's books...here. [She shows a book where so far only four titles have been written down] It's still almost empty but please, feel free to contact me if you have anything to add, I will be more than glad to include your works in it.

Oh, I'd like to include that if you have any specific skill -sewing, cooking, hunting- and you think you can help us writing down manuals I'd love to help. But enough about the books, I'm more interested in sharing with you all important news about music. Tranquility confirmed he can try to provide us instruments if we give him a drawing of them or at least a good description, the price will vary according to what we ask him but I think... it would be nice to try to have a local band or musical events since few people already shown interest?

Please, if you're a musician contact me, I will do my best to help you getting what you need! We may have to work together to get there but we can do it!

[She's feeling more and more like a total idiot, at least her monologue is about to end.]

Least but not last: someone suggested a writing group and I think it's a lovely idea. Let me know if anyone is interested in joining other people while working and relaxing together, I think it would be wonderful. And if we can make a group we could give it a try maybe wrgin together good endings for our lives and forget all the horrible things the mirrors shown up. I.. I'm not sure how to end this but thanks for the attention everyone..

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