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madebyhumansThe Pokemon that came through the Door just a few days ago...
Does anyone know where the surviving ones went?
Does anyone know where the surviving ones went?
madebyhumans
In the dead of night [video]
Oct. 19th, 2017 07:21 pmhot_mes[it is pretty much the dead of night, since Law is doing his best not to sleep if he doesn't have to. It'll catch up to him eventually, but he's fighting it as best he can. Wearing this shirt no less, but it's less for irony and more for a need to do laundry. He's not here to talk about weird dreams, though, since without outside input he hasn't yet figured out that it's more than just...nightmares. Plain old nightmares that now feature people in Hadriel since he's been here long enough for them to enter his subconscious.
No, not dreams, although his query is related.]
Has anyone ever proposed an idea to find our benefactors an alternate food source?
It wouldn't help them with their Null problem but I have to wonder if it's even possible, and if so, how one would go about experimenting with the possibilities.
[this is where his mind goes on four hours of sleep]
No, not dreams, although his query is related.]
Has anyone ever proposed an idea to find our benefactors an alternate food source?
It wouldn't help them with their Null problem but I have to wonder if it's even possible, and if so, how one would go about experimenting with the possibilities.
[this is where his mind goes on four hours of sleep]
❅ Three (Text)
Oct. 14th, 2017 01:26 amstonebirdA friend brought up an interesting point; one that I do not think many have considered. In our world, it is common for women to wear dresses - or, at the very least, skirts - and for men to wear pants. Why do you think the practice differs in other worlds? Is it simply for convenience's sake? Does it have to do with the environment or are your worlds particularly combative?
If women need to fight, I cannot imagine them doing so in long dresses!
(There was a time she would not have been caught dead in pants, but they have a use. Arya had been right.)
If women need to fight, I cannot imagine them doing so in long dresses!
(There was a time she would not have been caught dead in pants, but they have a use. Arya had been right.)
readytobeAnother "gift" from your captors meant to force you into fueling them. They only wish to use you for their own benefit. Do you not understand that?
[its not like his mirror showed him something about being enslaved by Team Rocket for eternity or anything. Why would you think that? But he turns to anger rather than sorrow or fear. Perhaps that will fuel another god, but at least it's not Sorrow or Hope. Is there a god of pettiness, cause Mewtwo would be their patron saint.]
Do not look into your mirror, and do not dwell on what you see if you do. You only play into their hands.
[its not like his mirror showed him something about being enslaved by Team Rocket for eternity or anything. Why would you think that? But he turns to anger rather than sorrow or fear. Perhaps that will fuel another god, but at least it's not Sorrow or Hope. Is there a god of pettiness, cause Mewtwo would be their patron saint.]
Do not look into your mirror, and do not dwell on what you see if you do. You only play into their hands.
hasadoctorsnote[Nico would prefer to just use the voice option and nothing else but he's not sure if people will recognize him by his voice alone, so he reluctantly uses the video option, looking none too pleased about... well, anything.]
I have a few things to say about recent events.
First, if anyone saw me playing or talking about a game called Mythomagic, it's a kids game and I don't play it anymore. I... used to [Reluctantly confesses] but I haven't for years so don't ask me if I have the cards or if I can teach you how to play because I don't and I can't.
Second, if I had any... personal conversations with you, I would appreciate it very much if you would please keep that information to yourself, thanks.
Third, who was responsible for that whole thing? [Because he would like to punch them in the face.] Having my memories messed with once before was already one time too many and I don't appreciate it happening again.
Last... I know it was completely fake but... I just... wanted to say thank you to the people I thought were my family... for being kind to me. So thank you. [That's just about the only good thing that happened, in his opinion. People were nice to him.
And now he's going to go do some tunnel exploring and let off some steam.]
I have a few things to say about recent events.
First, if anyone saw me playing or talking about a game called Mythomagic, it's a kids game and I don't play it anymore. I... used to [Reluctantly confesses] but I haven't for years so don't ask me if I have the cards or if I can teach you how to play because I don't and I can't.
Second, if I had any... personal conversations with you, I would appreciate it very much if you would please keep that information to yourself, thanks.
Third, who was responsible for that whole thing? [Because he would like to punch them in the face.] Having my memories messed with once before was already one time too many and I don't appreciate it happening again.
Last... I know it was completely fake but... I just... wanted to say thank you to the people I thought were my family... for being kind to me. So thank you. [That's just about the only good thing that happened, in his opinion. People were nice to him.
And now he's going to go do some tunnel exploring and let off some steam.]
readytobeYou are being deceived by the "gods". Your loved ones are nothing but shadows.
The only question is, why have you been given this "gift"? Which god is responsible this time?
The only question is, why have you been given this "gift"? Which god is responsible this time?
✘ Round 6 | [Audio]
Jun. 11th, 2017 11:56 amglaciusGreetings, all of you. In light of the... unfortunate losses that this cave has suffered recently, I have been working on a few things in conjunction with other like-minded individuals in this cave. For the first announcement, I will allow Curufin to explain what we have planned, as it was his idea.
[Glacius' introduction is quick and to the point; while this cause is near and dear to the alien's heart, it's clear from his tone that said losses have been hard on him, have left him tired and not really feeling up to being the focus of so many people right now. So without further ado he hands the phone over; there's a brief pause as the device is shuffled about, and then another voice comes through the feed. Those who know the man will recognize it as belonging to none other than Curufin, another member of the Guard.]
We're here to announce a benefit event for the clinic, held in honor and memory of Kate Galloway!
Make a donation if you can, but if you can't, come anyway. Everyone is welcome, friends of Kate, clinic staff and helpers, well-wishers of the clinic, anyone who has ever been a patient there and received kindness and healing, and anyone who is just passing by and could use a square meal.
PICNIC ON THE LAWN:
Since this is a benefit, you get wined and dined. Bring a potluck dish if you like, but food will be provided as well -- sandwiches, salads, fruit, and deserts. Wine and whiskey courtesy of Rey and the Speakeasy.
DONATIONS:
if you can find any of the following, these would really be helpful! If you are into scavenging, Hadriel's unused buildings and shops can be unexpected treasure-troves. And if you happen to have any of these items and would be willing to donate them, then we would all be grateful. Here's the list:
Gauze or any thin cotton fabric -- these can be washed, cut into squares or strips to be used for sterile pads and bandages.
Canvas fabric of various weights -- can be used for slings for arms or legs that are in casts.
Sacks of plaster in powder form -- can be used to make casts for broken bones,
Crutches, canes, leg or arm braces.
Disinfectants -- alcohol, iodine or Betadine solution, peroxide solution.
Soap -- liquid or bar.
Terrycloth -- for washcloths and towels.
Bedding -- blankest and sheets.
Furniture -- cots, beds with metal bedsteads, chairs, tables, benches, cabinets.
Medical instruments -- if anybody happens to find any surgical kits, or spare instruments such as scissors, clamps, scalpels, etc., these things can be sterilized for for use.
Scrap metal -- Curufin and Celebrimbor will be carting this away to melt down and cast or forge surgical instruments and other medical equipment that the clinic does not already have.
LOCATION:
The picnic will be held on the grass near the clinic and the pawnshop. There will also be a sorting area for the donations, where you will be directed if you are bringing any items.
[Glacius clicks approvingly, taking the phone back.] Thank you, Curufin, for announcing all of that. I know it is a lot of information to process at once, so feel free to respond to this with any questions. We will both be present at this event to oversee donations and make sure everything goes smoothly.
Now: one final thing. I have also been working with Sharon to erect a memorial site in the forest. I have carved wooden markers that are individually shaped according to things that each person would have liked, and are engraved with the names of those that have been lost to us; she has been decorating the sites of those that we knew personally with portraits and tributes.
We will need your help to fill in the remaining markers, however. Feel free to reach out to either of us if you have lost someone and you have a special request in mind for their marker; I can be contacted here, or in my personal inbox if you wish the exchange to remain a bit more private. You can also stop by the memorial site at any time, and if we happen to be there, feel free to reach out to us then.
It is time we move forward, and make an active effort to honor and remember those that have left this place. Thank you for listening to all of this; I know it has been a lot, but the cause is important.
[[OOC: Feel free to have your characters either respond to this network post with any questions or letting ours know what your character is bringing to the drive, or strike up an action prompt to come interact with Glacius or Curufin in person! You can specify whether they're attending the donation drive or the picnic or both, and which character you want them to interact with. Questions or action prompts for the memorial site that he and Sharon are working on are also welcome. Feel free to ping either of us on Plurk with any other questions!]]
[Glacius' introduction is quick and to the point; while this cause is near and dear to the alien's heart, it's clear from his tone that said losses have been hard on him, have left him tired and not really feeling up to being the focus of so many people right now. So without further ado he hands the phone over; there's a brief pause as the device is shuffled about, and then another voice comes through the feed. Those who know the man will recognize it as belonging to none other than Curufin, another member of the Guard.]
We're here to announce a benefit event for the clinic, held in honor and memory of Kate Galloway!
Make a donation if you can, but if you can't, come anyway. Everyone is welcome, friends of Kate, clinic staff and helpers, well-wishers of the clinic, anyone who has ever been a patient there and received kindness and healing, and anyone who is just passing by and could use a square meal.
PICNIC ON THE LAWN:
Since this is a benefit, you get wined and dined. Bring a potluck dish if you like, but food will be provided as well -- sandwiches, salads, fruit, and deserts. Wine and whiskey courtesy of Rey and the Speakeasy.
DONATIONS:
if you can find any of the following, these would really be helpful! If you are into scavenging, Hadriel's unused buildings and shops can be unexpected treasure-troves. And if you happen to have any of these items and would be willing to donate them, then we would all be grateful. Here's the list:
Gauze or any thin cotton fabric -- these can be washed, cut into squares or strips to be used for sterile pads and bandages.
Canvas fabric of various weights -- can be used for slings for arms or legs that are in casts.
Sacks of plaster in powder form -- can be used to make casts for broken bones,
Crutches, canes, leg or arm braces.
Disinfectants -- alcohol, iodine or Betadine solution, peroxide solution.
Soap -- liquid or bar.
Terrycloth -- for washcloths and towels.
Bedding -- blankest and sheets.
Furniture -- cots, beds with metal bedsteads, chairs, tables, benches, cabinets.
Medical instruments -- if anybody happens to find any surgical kits, or spare instruments such as scissors, clamps, scalpels, etc., these things can be sterilized for for use.
Scrap metal -- Curufin and Celebrimbor will be carting this away to melt down and cast or forge surgical instruments and other medical equipment that the clinic does not already have.
LOCATION:
The picnic will be held on the grass near the clinic and the pawnshop. There will also be a sorting area for the donations, where you will be directed if you are bringing any items.
[Glacius clicks approvingly, taking the phone back.] Thank you, Curufin, for announcing all of that. I know it is a lot of information to process at once, so feel free to respond to this with any questions. We will both be present at this event to oversee donations and make sure everything goes smoothly.
Now: one final thing. I have also been working with Sharon to erect a memorial site in the forest. I have carved wooden markers that are individually shaped according to things that each person would have liked, and are engraved with the names of those that have been lost to us; she has been decorating the sites of those that we knew personally with portraits and tributes.
We will need your help to fill in the remaining markers, however. Feel free to reach out to either of us if you have lost someone and you have a special request in mind for their marker; I can be contacted here, or in my personal inbox if you wish the exchange to remain a bit more private. You can also stop by the memorial site at any time, and if we happen to be there, feel free to reach out to us then.
It is time we move forward, and make an active effort to honor and remember those that have left this place. Thank you for listening to all of this; I know it has been a lot, but the cause is important.
[[OOC: Feel free to have your characters either respond to this network post with any questions or letting ours know what your character is bringing to the drive, or strike up an action prompt to come interact with Glacius or Curufin in person! You can specify whether they're attending the donation drive or the picnic or both, and which character you want them to interact with. Questions or action prompts for the memorial site that he and Sharon are working on are also welcome. Feel free to ping either of us on Plurk with any other questions!]]
video - forward dated to the 16th
May. 14th, 2017 03:01 amsoundtest[Napstablook doesn't touch the network really, and this is the first time they've gone out of their way to address the whole network. They clearly look a little nervous. Maybe even a little more nervous than usual, considering the weird things they've been seeing out of the corner of their eyes.]
um... hi, this is napstablook...
[The former ghost-turned-human is sitting on the floor of their room, with a box of meowing somethings right next to them. Upon closer inspection, there's a bunch of hideous-looking cats, with all teeth for faces. In the box, there's one oddball that's staring directly into the video feed for an uncomfortably long amount of time.]
i hope i'm not bothering anyone but
i found these outside and they seemed kind of hungry... at least i think they are...
can anyone tell me what they eat...?
[They kind of uh, smuggled them into their house. Unfortunately if they were trying to be discreet about it, the network post and gurgling meows from the kittens aren't really keeping it secret.]
um... hi, this is napstablook...
[The former ghost-turned-human is sitting on the floor of their room, with a box of meowing somethings right next to them. Upon closer inspection, there's a bunch of hideous-looking cats, with all teeth for faces. In the box, there's one oddball that's staring directly into the video feed for an uncomfortably long amount of time.]
i hope i'm not bothering anyone but
i found these outside and they seemed kind of hungry... at least i think they are...
can anyone tell me what they eat...?
[They kind of uh, smuggled them into their house. Unfortunately if they were trying to be discreet about it, the network post and gurgling meows from the kittens aren't really keeping it secret.]
redux - [text]
May. 13th, 2017 11:18 amreadytobeI was free of this place all too briefly. It is interesting that the Door chose me again, out of so many other living creatures in the cosmos...
But then again, even lightning may strike twice.
[OR MAYBE SOMETHING ELSE IS GOING ON. Even through text, you can feel the animosity.]
When I was last in the city, a great wall had split the populace in two. It seems that is no longer the case. What happened, and how long has it been since then?
But then again, even lightning may strike twice.
[OR MAYBE SOMETHING ELSE IS GOING ON. Even through text, you can feel the animosity.]
When I was last in the city, a great wall had split the populace in two. It seems that is no longer the case. What happened, and how long has it been since then?
[text // backdated to the 16th whoops]]
Mar. 19th, 2017 09:26 pmreadytobe[Mewtwo is here to ruin everyone's fun: ]
The simplest way to prevent other teams from gaining points would be to avoid interacting with them until this 'contest' is over.
[That's not, of course, to say that he isn't planning his own mischief.]
Alternatively, if the goal of this competition is to empower the gods, would it not be best if we pooled our efforts and concentrated on spreading only one emotion? Dividing our efforts will not help us escape.
The simplest way to prevent other teams from gaining points would be to avoid interacting with them until this 'contest' is over.
[That's not, of course, to say that he isn't planning his own mischief.]
Alternatively, if the goal of this competition is to empower the gods, would it not be best if we pooled our efforts and concentrated on spreading only one emotion? Dividing our efforts will not help us escape.
video; (patron gods event)
Mar. 17th, 2017 05:21 pmfeelslikeimspilling [ After realizing what exactly the letter and that friendship bracelet meant, Will went into a mild panic. What did this mean? Why did Fear chose him?! Was it because of what his double had done? What he was capable of? Or perhaps it was because Will was constantly in fear himself?
Will wasn't a competitive man by nature, he was happy being the last kid picked in sports at school, but something about the prize the Gods were offering, really captured Will's attention. Maybe, just maybe, if his team won and they were granted a wish, Will could ask Fear to bring Abigail in through the door? That was his driving force in all this, the hope that he could see her again?
So, with that in mind, Will paced his bedroom floor, wracking his brain trying to think of a way to scare people. He didn't want to, but he was going to! As his imagination went overdrive, Will remembered the horrible things he'd seen while wandering barefoot and sleepless in the Silent Hill Zone. That place had an ability to bring your own personal monsters out of the fog. Maybe, just maybe he would be able to show people some of the monsters that haunted his mind? They terrified Will so why wouldn't they terrify others?
Grabbing his coat and making sure Winston was locked in the apartment, Will left a note for Hannibal on the coffee table, explaining where he was but not what he was doing. This way, at least someone he trusted to come rescue him would be able to find him should everything fall apart.
As the fog rolled in and the ash began to fall, Will took a deep breath and stepped forwards. It was such a strange feeling, you'd think it would be like walking over a thresh hold so clear and obvious, but it took a little while before he even realized he'd made it into Silent Hill. The air felt thick and Will could already feel the sensation of something watching him.
It was about five minutes into his wandering that the sirens finally began to call. Will swallowed the lump in his throat and turned his phone on, broadcasting to the network. He wanted to scare people, he wanted them to see the horrors he was about to face. Knowing full well how dangerous it would be, he came armed with the pistol Maketh had given him and two bullets he'd managed to scavenge. Taking a deep breath as everything went dark, he waited and there it was finally, emerging from the darkness and fog.
Clawing free, those eyes, those antlers, that ever-hungry body. Will hadn't expected to see it, he'd thought maybe the Stag or Hobb's himself, but this? No, this was more terrifying than he'd planned. ]
Will wasn't a competitive man by nature, he was happy being the last kid picked in sports at school, but something about the prize the Gods were offering, really captured Will's attention. Maybe, just maybe, if his team won and they were granted a wish, Will could ask Fear to bring Abigail in through the door? That was his driving force in all this, the hope that he could see her again?
So, with that in mind, Will paced his bedroom floor, wracking his brain trying to think of a way to scare people. He didn't want to, but he was going to! As his imagination went overdrive, Will remembered the horrible things he'd seen while wandering barefoot and sleepless in the Silent Hill Zone. That place had an ability to bring your own personal monsters out of the fog. Maybe, just maybe he would be able to show people some of the monsters that haunted his mind? They terrified Will so why wouldn't they terrify others?
Grabbing his coat and making sure Winston was locked in the apartment, Will left a note for Hannibal on the coffee table, explaining where he was but not what he was doing. This way, at least someone he trusted to come rescue him would be able to find him should everything fall apart.
As the fog rolled in and the ash began to fall, Will took a deep breath and stepped forwards. It was such a strange feeling, you'd think it would be like walking over a thresh hold so clear and obvious, but it took a little while before he even realized he'd made it into Silent Hill. The air felt thick and Will could already feel the sensation of something watching him.
It was about five minutes into his wandering that the sirens finally began to call. Will swallowed the lump in his throat and turned his phone on, broadcasting to the network. He wanted to scare people, he wanted them to see the horrors he was about to face. Knowing full well how dangerous it would be, he came armed with the pistol Maketh had given him and two bullets he'd managed to scavenge. Taking a deep breath as everything went dark, he waited and there it was finally, emerging from the darkness and fog.
Clawing free, those eyes, those antlers, that ever-hungry body. Will hadn't expected to see it, he'd thought maybe the Stag or Hobb's himself, but this? No, this was more terrifying than he'd planned. ]
romanovs[Remember the creepy cute kid that used to work at the clinic and stalk people? Look, he's all grown up now! Or well, don't look, because this is text, but point being, he has a thought to share.]
Maybe we have been looking for the wrong kind of door.
The Colosseum could be a large fairy circle. It would explain why the Door is so capricious, yes?
Maybe we have been looking for the wrong kind of door.
The Colosseum could be a large fairy circle. It would explain why the Door is so capricious, yes?
Third ☂ Text
Feb. 25th, 2017 09:26 amthirdreturnedMany 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!]]
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!]]
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three; video
Jan. 20th, 2017 10:23 amiustitiae[oh hello hadriel. it's "connor" but this isn't the silly laid back way he normally starts his posts, he looks very serious as he starts talking.]
Man, you guys are collectively the weirdest group of social media users. One day you're asking who ships what the next day you're making vague comments about something horrible someone did once. And it's always, "oh I couldn't possibly tell you what I did, but let me look for emotional support for my vast and intense guilt!" Please. You think you deserve sympathy for that?
[connor laughs, cold and bitter and shakes his head.]
I get it, I do. It's easier to not talk about it. Easier to live on the reputations you've built while you've been here and ask for help based solely on what people know than give up the ghost and actually show them the skeletons in your closet that you're so upset about. Maybe your friends will just imagine you cheated on your significant other once upon a time, or you accidentally lied to your mom, or you did something that, when we tell the whole story, actually sounds like it wasn't your fault at all. The kinds of things good people feel guilty about.
But let's face us - how many of us are actually good people? Why waste our time talking in circles about vague half-truths or covering our obviously deep-seeded issues with superfluous shitposting?
[he clears his throat and is quiet for a moment - dramatic flair, like he's about to drop some real truth bombs. (he is.)]
Here, I'll start: I killed my professor's husband with a group of friends. We covered up the murder like the good little future-lawyers that we are. We did a good job. We'll probably get away with it. Not that I'm likely to find out, since I'm stick here with all of you now.
[he's just going to let that...sink it. better to do it now before people start getting completely paranoid about the doubles than later on. but even if they figure out he's not his original - what does it matter? this wasn't some lie he was fabricating.]
That feels good, getting that out there. Now it's your turn.
Man, you guys are collectively the weirdest group of social media users. One day you're asking who ships what the next day you're making vague comments about something horrible someone did once. And it's always, "oh I couldn't possibly tell you what I did, but let me look for emotional support for my vast and intense guilt!" Please. You think you deserve sympathy for that?
[connor laughs, cold and bitter and shakes his head.]
I get it, I do. It's easier to not talk about it. Easier to live on the reputations you've built while you've been here and ask for help based solely on what people know than give up the ghost and actually show them the skeletons in your closet that you're so upset about. Maybe your friends will just imagine you cheated on your significant other once upon a time, or you accidentally lied to your mom, or you did something that, when we tell the whole story, actually sounds like it wasn't your fault at all. The kinds of things good people feel guilty about.
But let's face us - how many of us are actually good people? Why waste our time talking in circles about vague half-truths or covering our obviously deep-seeded issues with superfluous shitposting?
[he clears his throat and is quiet for a moment - dramatic flair, like he's about to drop some real truth bombs. (he is.)]
Here, I'll start: I killed my professor's husband with a group of friends. We covered up the murder like the good little future-lawyers that we are. We did a good job. We'll probably get away with it. Not that I'm likely to find out, since I'm stick here with all of you now.
[he's just going to let that...sink it. better to do it now before people start getting completely paranoid about the doubles than later on. but even if they figure out he's not his original - what does it matter? this wasn't some lie he was fabricating.]
That feels good, getting that out there. Now it's your turn.
avephoenix(OOC: Please note this UPDATE to the extent of Faith's double's attacks on the city!)
[After the first day of lighting temples on fire, Faith's double steals Faith's phone for just long enough to record this video and have a bit of fun with anyone who comments. Okay, a lot of fun. It's just so good to destroy her goody-two-shoes counterpart's reputation.
She starts as Faith would -- cheerful and bright.]
Hiya, everyone! Faith again, just wantin' to say hello to all of you I haven't met yet either 'cos you're new or, well, we just haven't met!
[She waves, like always, like she can't help but be happy despte the odds.]
In case anyone doesn't know, back home, I'm a Phoenix! [You can almost hear the different in how she says the word, the capital P -- the real Faith wouldn't give it such importance when talking of herself.] Not an actual bird or anything -- that's silly! wish I could fly, though -- just really, really powerful.
[And now there's a subtle but palpable change to her face and eyes, like a shadow coming over her. If you've ever mer Faith, you know this isn't her, because she'd never speak of herself like this.
Right?]
Powerful and rare, like a phoenix from mythology. I am one of very few. My people call me a living legend. Some think I should be served and honored like a god.
I think so too.
So if you see those puny little temples falling to bits in all that fire, that's just me takin' care of business, cleaning things up -- nothin' to worry about! Say goodbye to your gods, Hadriel, and let me take the helm.
My name is Faith, and if you have faith in me, you'll all be fine.
[For a split second, her grin goes sinister -- and then she giggles and blows a kiss, and the feed cuts out.]
[After the first day of lighting temples on fire, Faith's double steals Faith's phone for just long enough to record this video and have a bit of fun with anyone who comments. Okay, a lot of fun. It's just so good to destroy her goody-two-shoes counterpart's reputation.
She starts as Faith would -- cheerful and bright.]
Hiya, everyone! Faith again, just wantin' to say hello to all of you I haven't met yet either 'cos you're new or, well, we just haven't met!
[She waves, like always, like she can't help but be happy despte the odds.]
In case anyone doesn't know, back home, I'm a Phoenix! [You can almost hear the different in how she says the word, the capital P -- the real Faith wouldn't give it such importance when talking of herself.] Not an actual bird or anything -- that's silly! wish I could fly, though -- just really, really powerful.
[And now there's a subtle but palpable change to her face and eyes, like a shadow coming over her. If you've ever mer Faith, you know this isn't her, because she'd never speak of herself like this.
Right?]
Powerful and rare, like a phoenix from mythology. I am one of very few. My people call me a living legend. Some think I should be served and honored like a god.
I think so too.
So if you see those puny little temples falling to bits in all that fire, that's just me takin' care of business, cleaning things up -- nothin' to worry about! Say goodbye to your gods, Hadriel, and let me take the helm.
My name is Faith, and if you have faith in me, you'll all be fine.
[For a split second, her grin goes sinister -- and then she giggles and blows a kiss, and the feed cuts out.]
fifthreturnedHey there. Thanks for telling Hope to bring me back - hopefully you all can get some use out of these vehicles I made. I think they're pretty neat.
How are you all liking the place? I forgot how messed up the city got before I died. It looks like Hope fixed some of it up, at least. I'm too low on power to do any real improvements, but this temporary facelift should last for a little longer. Enjoy the vacation while you can, uh - 'humans', right? That's what most of you are called?
Enjoy the vacation, humans, and the vehicles. I'm Tranquility, I made this city, and it's sure nice to be back.
How are you all liking the place? I forgot how messed up the city got before I died. It looks like Hope fixed some of it up, at least. I'm too low on power to do any real improvements, but this temporary facelift should last for a little longer. Enjoy the vacation while you can, uh - 'humans', right? That's what most of you are called?
Enjoy the vacation, humans, and the vehicles. I'm Tranquility, I made this city, and it's sure nice to be back.
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readytobeWhat methods have already been tried for locating and controlling the Door?
Has a path to the surface of this world been found? What areas have been searched?
Has a path to the surface of this world been found? What areas have been searched?
fourthreturnedI 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.
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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.
Here's your stupid poll. Pick Tranquility.
This poll is closed.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 54
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 54
Don't mess this up.
(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.
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