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[ Will Kanda ever use something beyond text and voice? WHO KNOWS. He's a little breathless, very likely from fighting the new horde of zombies that have come to encroach on underground his home, but when he speaks? When he speaks, there's not a hint of irritation or exhaustion, rather the exact opposite of it.

There's definitely groaning off in the distance as more slowly make their way toward him, but he has a moment. ]


Fear, is this honestly the best you have? [ There's a smirk in his voice as he's definitely grinning widely off screen. ] You know, when someone poses a challenge, you ought to actually step up your game.

This is still weak.

001: video

Sep. 15th, 2016 09:39 am
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Hi, everyone!

[For a video being shot in the middle of a zombie invasion, the redhead onscreen sure looks cheerful. Is it because she's in Delight's bar, or because she's having fun fighting the undead horde?

Both. And then some.]


I'm Faith, I just got here a few days ago. Lucky me, right? Well, no, I really am, 'cause a friend of mine from home's been here for months now.

[She shifts her phone so Kate appears on the screen, casually fighting a few zombies.

When Faith turns the camera back on herself, she is mid giggle.]


Anyway! We've picked up another roomie and moved into a house, and I think that calls for a party.

So! Delight's been good enough to lend the bar for it! [Hence why she and Kate are currently defending it from the undead.

Well, okay, no. They just wound up here, but Faith's pretty sure Delight appreciates people protecting her contribution to the city's entertainment.]


Now's not a good time, I know, but once these little bastards are gone, we should all get together and celebrate! 'Cause we survived, and 'cause I really do still want a housewarming.

So how 'bout... a week from today? If the zombies are still 'round then, I'll reschedule. [Because that's... how living here works...?] Oh, and if you can sing, d'you want to? Delight says some of you are good at that!

[She glances offscreen -- at Kate, probably -- then back at the camera, shrugging.] Time to get back to work. Let me know, yeh? I'll answer you soon as I can. Bye!

[She blows a kiss and gives a little wave before the feed cuts out.]
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Heya, cavebros!

[A little wave! Hadrielites new and old, you're treated to a tattooed, more-enthusiastic-than-she-should-be redhead. She looks somewhat casual today, apart from the shotgun resting innocently across her lap, and is seated on her apartment's couch as if they weren't all facing imminent zombie-related terrors.]

Ignore Hyperion just now. Obviously, someone's been hitting whatever gross bathtub stash he and his weirdo roommate keep stocked: he's not aware that we're in the middle of a friggin' zombie apocalypse.

[hoo. anyway. Lilith huffs, rolling her eyes, and cocks her shotgun.]

I have a couple things I wanna propose to you guys, since nobody's gonna beat my Ms. Pac-Man score. Ever. [Yes, that IS a challenge.] I'm in my spire and getting bored of window-sniping zombies, so is anybody down for a rousing game of... I'unno, tabletop? I remember the rules well enough that we can use the boards and dice I salvaged from the stupid board games that the gods dropped all over the place. Either that or we can have a zombie-shooting party on the roof! It'll be fine. We can light some of 'em up-- that'll be sweet, right?

[Suddenly, there's an ominous groaning and shuffling from the other side of the room: Lilith, swearing under her breath, fires her gun at something off-camera that crumples with a resounding thump. She makes a little sound of disgust before setting her gun back down.]

Ugh. I wanted to keep that one, too... Maybe wait to come over 'till I throw this guy out the window.

[The camera briefly pans to a now-truly-dead undead she'd....kept tied up????? in the???? corner???? lilith wtf.... before she cuts the feed.]
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Hey guys!

[Comes Rhys' familiar voice, annoying as ever as the camera flips on. He's sitting in his disheveled bedroom, clearly a little sleep deprived, but accomplished and seemingly triumphant all the same.]

I wanted to wait until I was sure that there's nothing bad going on before releasing my next game. Are you guys ready for it? It's Mrs. Pac-Man, and it took me forever because- well, funny story actually, it's really easy to code the ghosts to take the shortest route to get to you and kill you, but it's kind of harder to program in other difficulty levels where it's not super tough, and so I was looking into it and developed this nifty algorithm for the easy and medium difficulties, and-

[...and he's getting ahead of himself and saying shit that nobody cares about. At least everyone totally has time to listen because nothing bad is going on!]

-well, anyway, it's a really cool game about a badass lady sphere. You can all download and play it, but uh, I'm gonna need at least five of you to give it a shot.

Have at it!

[File Attachment: rhy5_1s_4w3s0m3]
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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.]
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[ Enjoy the rather close and loud mewling from a cat, Hadriel. It's even rubbing against the phone and giving some lovely static as a result. There's a briefly, slightly muffled protest before it stops with a more distant mewl of protest this time. Kanda's got himself a cat, it looks like.

But that wasn't the point. Sigh, the cat got to the damn phone before he could even speak. Asshole. ]


Is there actually any decent food around here? Everything I come across is sweets. [ Yeah, yeah that's a disgusted tone he takes on at the mention of sweets. ] Besides heading into the caves.
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[The few "letters" Emily has received since graciously offering her services as an advice-giver are, as expected, shit. Hell, two of them aren't even real requests, just her idiot friends being idiots (in the best way, she misses when it was always like this, simple, harmless, fun). The one actually serious one is about as bad as she'd thought she'd get from the hopeless disasters in this cave, so hey. This isn't bad.

Honestly, the hardest part about this is deciding what format to do this in. Finally, on the morning of the 21st, she decides to just get this shit done. At least one idiot out there needs her help. She doesn't want to video this (mostly because she doesn't want to work with the shitty makeup here, come on, she knows what cameras do to you), but text won't convey her message quite well enough, so. Voice it is.]


I'm just going to dive right into this. I got three submissions. I'm going to read them off one at a time and answer each before I go to the next one. These are supposed to be anonymous, so try not to be such assholes that you out someone if you figure out who they are.

Unless they're obviously trolling, which-- well. You'll see.

Here goes.

First up is this fucking gem [heavy is the sarcasm in Esteemed Emily's voice]:
Esteemed Emily,

I have a friend who is a total nerd but in complete denial about it, even though she's getting nerdier by the day and soon may surpass even me in the nerd ways. What should I do to help her accept her true self and her destiny?

Signed,
I'm locking my door so don't bother coming down here
[There's a pause where Emily sighs quietly, but even in the relative silence, it's exceedingly clear how unimpressed she is.] Chris, you're an idiot. You wish I were a nerd, just so you could claim you're cool by association with me. Newsflash: you aren't. Code yourself an app that'll run through some formulas or whatever to help you get the fuck over the fact that you will always and forever be the second nerdiest person I know.

more behind the cut because goddamn she got verbose there )
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[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.
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[ The video feed flicks on, dimly lit room, lights buzzing in and out of brightness. Looks like whoever is filming the video is in some kind of public rest room? A bar perhaps?

Anyway, after some shuffling and awesomely terrible, Blair Which worthy moving of the camera, the silent cameraman hurries off into one of the cubical stalls, seemingly startled by something approaching. Footsteps are heard from outside the door, the feed focused on the silhouette of something moving past the gap at the bottom of the stall.

The sense of being hunted, hiding and waiting for whatever it was to leave. Then, just when it all seemed quiet and safe-- ]


something horrible came into view... )
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For those of you who have [ pause, a low hum, ] superpowers. Has this place ever taken them from you?

​​[ A beat. ]

If you wish to speak in person, I will be in the park. In the red jacket.

​​[ She has ways of being completely private, but that's a little invasive and not something to advertise. Anyone heading to the park to speak to her or in the vicinity will see a young woman on a bench, with a thermos full of tea next to her, steam rising off the cup clasped in her hands. ]
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Hello, Hadriel.

We have a garden now, and Sorrow has made comments to the effect that the food in it might disagree with us, so I'm going to talk to you about how to test for poisons in plants.

First of all, to those of you who aren't human, let me apologize, because I won't be able to help much with your physiology. But for those of you who are-

We need to catalogue and name everything we can that's growing in there, and then identify the plant species that no one knows. Once we have the unidentified species, each one needs to be assigned a volunteer. The testing period takes several days, and if you do two at once and get a reaction, you won't know which are poisonous.

The first step is to test for contact toxicity- that is, touch the leaves and stems and fruit juices of the plant to your skin, and see if it poisons you that way. Plants that provoke that kind of reaction aren't generally safe to eat. You take a few days to see if a reaction develops, and then begin by cooking small portions of the plant, and holding it in your mouth for a few minutes- three, and then later fifteen, testing to see if it provokes tingling, swelling, or any kind of reaction.

No one should try to test any plant with milky sap, white berries, or any kind of pod. You never want thorns, spurs, on the plant itself or on grain heads. If you get an almond scent or a bitter taste, stop eating, and just to play it safe, avoid plants with leaves in clusters of threes.

I've got a small supply of activated charcoal in the clinic. Let me know if you can help. Nothing is ripe yet, but we can begin classification and contact testing immediately.

Thank you, everyone.

audio;

Jun. 21st, 2016 01:18 am
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[Henry's voice may be recognisable from the Guard's announcement a few days ago. Yet on this occasion, unlike then, he speaks quickly and sharply with a forceful urgency. There's no time for him to lock this to the Guard.]

Pay heed! Hope's temple may soon come under assault by a monster far more terrible than its kin. Through savage harm it plans to lure out Hope. If you be within, do not leave the temple's protection unless you are prepared for death.

[The reason for his warning quickly makes itself known, faster than Henry would have liked. This voice, too, might be recognised by some.]

I will do far worse than kill.

[Every attempt at emotion is still off kilter, still too dampened by clarity and ice to sound right. It sounds like Kate but all the same it is not, not even a little. It lilts in all the right ways but it sounds like it hasn't ever felt emotion before this.

Which makes sense, because it was only brought into the world a few short hours ago.]


Preparing for death isn't very useful when I don't want you dead, Not yet. Not until your skin is peeling from the burns and every bone in your body is snapped in two. Or more. It doesn't matter that much.

[That is where he switches off his phone, so that it cannot prove a distraction in the fight ahead. Consider yourselves warned about the Torturedemon, Hadriel. There will be no replies from Henry, but feel free to talk among yourselves.]
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okay, tell me again what's so special about a hot springs?
they make hot water pools.
that's it?

you got a few screws loose if you think it's better than real TREES and FRUIT.


[ But, she's not going to be completely throwing the other choices under the bus... ]

at least go for the GPS. that's actually valuable.
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Hey again!!!

Hope just told me that he'll be able to resurrect another god by the end of the month! I guess everyone's been sort of letting you guys pick who we get to bring back, right? That's so great for you guys! I'm glad we're doing it this way, I'd definitely hate to have to be the one to choose between my friends...

Anyway! Your three options this go-round are:

Confusion! Again... poor Confusion. She's pretty cool, actually- I don't know if you guys knew this, but she's the one who made the tunnels all around the city! I think Hope was going to try to get her to make a clinic, but since you guys seem to already have one of those up and running, I think it'd be more helpful to make what you guys have been calling a, um, GPS? She could make it so you guys could find one another, even if you're in the tunnels, and you'd be able to tell when someone is gone from this place. Super cool!

Love would be your next option! Last time Love was up, you guys got the choice of hot springs. I still think that's kind of important? Everybody loves (haha) hot springs! I could see about some nice soaps and things too if you want? Love and I aren't super tight, but there's usually a bit of overlap between love and delight so I'd super appreciate voting that way!

And last and newest is gonna be Sorrow! Sorrow is a good guy, he's the oldest of us and he takes care of us. He's really responsible... so I think he'd definitely like to bring something in that can help you guys out. Maybe a really big garden and orchard, across the river so there's more space. He'd have enough power to make sure it was big enough to feed a lot of people, so Hope wouldn't have to make so much food. Doesn't that sound nice?

Anyway, those are your options! Let me see if I can fiddle with the polling system here, um...


Poll #17502 Third god resurrection
This poll is closed.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 58


Go ahead and pick!

View Answers

Confusion
19 (32.8%)

Love
15 (25.9%)

Sorrow
24 (41.4%)



There we go! Okay, go ahead and have at it. I'll close this poll in a week or so, okay?

Oh, also- I hope you guys had some good dreams!!!
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[ Hadriel, now with double the sex posts for half the price! Kate has spent far too many hours in the clinic muttering to herself about how she can't believe she has to go over this shit with you all. Probably going to end up creating some sort of super-STD with this shit JESUS. ]

A Sexually Transmitted Disease (STD) or Sexually Transmitted Infection (STI) is an infection passed on during sexual intercourse. Left untreated they can result in serious health problems or death. They can be prevented by not having sex, or by using protection such as condoms.

I'm in the process of writing a leaflet with information on the practice of safe sex, which will be available in the clinic next week. To make sure no one is in for a nasty surprise, any information about STIs from your home would be beneficial.

Attached: STI_list_prev.doc


[ In the meanwhile, she's going to be at the clinic compiling more notes and muttering under her breath about how clueless people are. ]

[[ note: i have movers coming tomorrow. Shit might get langsam. ]]

two ; text

May. 27th, 2016 07:25 pm
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hey guys im here today to talk about a subject thats really important to all of us

safe sex

remember to always wrap it before you tap it

so has anyone found any condoms here because i have some buds who really need to get laid and im trying to look out for them

no glove no love my friends
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So

Stupid question, but does anyone know how to repair clothes?

video

May. 25th, 2016 02:06 pm
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So I got a question.

[ He drags a hand down his face; he's tired and not entirely sure why he has to be the one to ask this. But apparently he has to be the one to ask this because he's worried and people should be informed.

But seriously, this is so far out of his comfort zone that we're in the Andromeda galaxy, so just... give him a second. He's not used to talking about this to the mass public.
]

How many of you've had something shitty from home show up here? [ .... Sigh. Okay. Too vague. Try again.

-- Once again, he does not like this.
] And by something I mean a creature, a being, some fucker you never wanted to see again. Not some person you've decided is the scum of the Earth- [ here's lookin' at you, Ruby. And yes, he means that rather purposefully ] - because i'm not up here to ask you about that chick you didn't like that one time who's made an entrance.

I mean monsters. Shit that does more than go bump in the night. Because if we all start bringing this kinda crap from where we come from, we're gonna have a problem and not nearly enough people are gonna know what to do with it. I mean, just counting what could come outta my own world-- [ grumble grumble. ]

So what I wanna know is if this's happened more than once. We already got enough here to keep track of, I just wanna know if anything that people know more about's followed you here.

03 | video

May. 19th, 2016 03:45 pm
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[Good morning, Hadriel! And by 'morning', we mean approximately... 4:30 in the morning.

Lilith, sitting at what's evidently the kitchen table in her apartment, doesn't look especially concerned that she's waking anybody with this post. Seeing as she's very, very sure that she's not the only one still up in these wee hours, futilely fighting the nightly waves of Fear-induced exhaustion by trying to sleep as little as possible while she is affected. Accordingly, she's rocking eyebags, """smoky""" eyeliner, and a mug of coffee approximately the size of her head. (Thanks, Chris and crew-- she owes you guys big.)
]

'Sup. [is her deadpan opener. Yep, just a ''sup'. She stares, blankly, into the camera for a second, takes a huge swig from the giant mug of coffee, and continues in the same dispassionate tone.]

First off-- Fear, you're a dickhead.

[Cue another, smaller, gulp of coffee. Charming as ever, she flicks her middle finger up at the camera while she drinks.] Delight's cool, though, thanks for the breaks every other-- ooooooh my God, caffeine, this is definitely helping! Hoooly crap.

[Can you tell she hasn't slept very much.]

Secondly. Good luck to everybody in Slumbertown tonight, but I'm sick of Fear's fresh new mental scarring every damn time I try to go to sleep: I'm sitting up tonight. Who's with me? 'Cause if you are, could you bring me some more coffee? And, um, some of those little video game things, 'cause the wimpy stone age batteries in all of mine have died already.

[Sigh.] 'Least I already got used to 30-hour days on Pandora.

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