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[The video opens on a pile of wood, sticks, shrubbery, and chunks of what might have been siding, all piled into a very obvious pyramid surrounded by rocks.]

So everything has sucked recently. Back home in Montana, when shit got rough we'd always get together and have a big bonfire. Get drunk, make s'mores, all that stuff. It didn't make things better but at least you forgot about it for a little while.

Worth a try right?

[He sounds like he's honestly asking. He's trying really hard to be positive for once.]

I've got some graham crackers, chocolate, and other things for roasting. No marshmallows though so if anyone wants to come through in the clutch it would be appreciated.

I'm lighting this up tonight at dusk, so if you want in, be there. I've only got so much to burn and it might not last more than an hour or two.

((OOC: Feel free to use this like a log and make top levels and do action things. Go forth and get some bonfire mingling on!))

synthedick

[Nick's voice sounds pretty weary -- and also a bit distorted on certain syllables, as though something might not be entirely right with his vocal modulator. Or maybe he's just got a cold. Who knows with these robot types.]

Anyone still out there who needs a place to wait this out safely, come to the Guard headquarters or the Clinic. Doesn't matter which one -- they're right next to each other. And if you don't think you can make it here on your own, let me know. We'll find a way to get you here, even if it means an escort.

[Though given his voice, he might not be in the best condition to do any escorting himself, but like that has ever stopped him.]

Guard, do what you need to do to restrain those looking to cause trouble, even if they're one of us. Try not to add to the body count.

[With that, he cuts the transmission, since as one of the few who doesn't seem to be affected, he has work to do. Click.]

evocation

hey so, i know everyone is feeling uh
sketchy across the board about all the shit that's been happening with the null and the hosts
and i think maybe the whole invasion last thing is sticking with everyone, along with those fucked up experiments
or maybe that's just me

whatever
my point is, i know a few of us are willing to teach magic and self defense and stuff like that, but most of us have been offering it randomly on the network
there's nothing organized, as far as i know
other than lance's directory, but i'm thinking something a little more dojo-y
so i'm thinking to make everyone feel safer, maybe you can all officially offer your services here
and set up some kind of official meet up or class time, if enough people are into it
oh, but if you're going to charge or demand favors in exchange or whatever, get out of here with that crap
no extorting people who are scared and/or looking to protect the city
that's lame

long story short, me and harlan are willing to teach people magic
if anyone else wants to play mr. miyagi or the karate kid, let's hear it

completelycrazy

Hey everybody. Me and some people from the lab caught a host. This actually happened a couple weeks ago but we've uh been busy.

We were going to collect some data and do some testing and crap on it but it freaked out on us as soon as we got it into the cage. Between that and the info Nate and his team found I thought it was best to just uh send it straight over to Hope.

We did soooort of manage to communicate with it first? Not me. That was all Shigeru and Alphys. Seems like they can only communicate through like... Telepathic emotions? It's bizarre. Never seen anything like it. The gist of what we got is that they're scared of us. Go figure.

It was super thrilled when we took it to Hope though. They make these little squeaking noises when they're happy? It's great. It had a sort of godlike effect in that everyone could feel it being happy once we got it into the temple.

Anyway we let it go and I guess it's gonna try to spread the good news about Hadriel not being full of total assholes. If you see any more of these guys, don't attack them. They're only lashing out because they don't know what to make of us. Hell maybe the attacks will stop now that we've communicated with one.

Oh we do have a way to track down the host again should that become relevant. I'm not broadcasting more than that because no offense I don't trust everyone in town not to hunt down the hosts and mess with them. They've been through enough. But if you have good intentions stop by the lab and we might be able to help you out. We also still have all the equipment we used to catch them and if more come into town and start attacking people we could try to catch the hostile ones and point them in Hope's direction.

That's about it I guess? Wait no one more thing we took a selfie lol.

[He attaches a picture of the whole group huddled around a happy, flailing host. Hope and Sorrow are presumably standing off to the side and judging our weird human traditions but maybe that's just the way their faces look idk if they're actually there.]

So yeah hit me with questions if you have them. Everyone who helped out with this: feel free to weigh in too. Thanks guys.

[ooc: Big thank you to the players of the characters involved! That'd be George, Michael, Scott, Alphys, Cecily, Cashmere, Steak, Red Wine, Shigeru, Rosen, Sora, and Riku! Like Newt says above, all of you feel free to chime in with responses to this post!

Also, ICly Newt and the others don't yet know that Hope is gonna ask everyone to round up the hosts later in the month, but this is gonna be an open call to anyone who would like to get in on Host Capture Round Two once Hope does announce that. I won't do another network post for that, so feel free to use this post as incentive to hit up Newt/the rest of the team to join the party.

AND FINALLY here's the OOC info!]

itsnotaonesie

Hey everyone, this is Peter. I'm, uh... Just lemmie-- Okay, I'm gonna preface this with "I'm fine", which... probably still sounds concerning to anyone who knows me. Uh, with good reason, but I promise that I really am fine.

Okay? Okay.

So... okay, you know those freaky tentacle snails that attacked those guys a little while ago? Yeah, they're still around. I ran into a few of them outside the city, and by 'ran into' I mean 'was totally ambushed by'. Like, I was just minding my own business and they jumped out all "Blahhhhgh!" and I was like "oh snap!!", so yeah, we fought a little and I got bit and, y'know, it hurt. And I know the one guy was all "hey call for back up if you see any" and I totally would have if I'd had a chance, but I didn't? I mean, not because I didn't want to, it's just like, in the moment I was a little distracted by trying to get away from the things, and I didn't have my web shooters on me because they're possessed by demons right now? So I wasn't gonna even try to catch one of those guys without my gear, so I left. My toothbrush tried to stab me this morning, I'm not dealin' with this on top of that today. I'm done, I'm tapping out!

Anyway, if anyone else ends up fighting these guys, go for the eyes if you can. They're kind of hard to hit because of all the tentacles, but if you can take their eyes out it slows them down. They're still dangerous, though, like, they will absolutely still try to fight you, so just like, don't stick around if you can help it. In fact, just don't go outside the city by yourself. Don't go anywhere by yourself. Y'know, buddy system up if you can. I don't know how many of these dudes are still out there, but I have a feeling that they're not going away any time soon.

Oh right, I did manage to break a chunk off one of their shells. I don't know how helpful that's gonna be? But I've got it at the lab if anyone wants to see it, assuming you can pry it away from Newt. I also got a photo! It's... not a very good one, but uh, I'll put this somewhere, I guess.

[attached photo: A City Boy Seconds Before Being Chomped By A Tentacle Monster.]

hardwearing

I'll get right to the point.

Anyone who didn't see my conversation with Hope, he recognized Harlan's picture of the creatures that attacked during the stampede. They may be the former inhabitants of this city, or their descendants, or just a species related to the one that the gods called hosts. Maybe they escaped the Null's genocide, maybe they defected, we have no way of knowing unless we can communicate with one. And the gods can speak to them.

That means if they come back, I think we should try to contain one. Take them alive but try not to get slaughtered in the process -- it sounded to me like they were scouting, and usually that means the enemy comes back in numbers and we already know their shells are very sturdy. We'll need to be ready. If anyone has ideas, now's the time. I'm really more used to killing things that don't surrender but we'll need both containment and defense.

Oh and if anyone's managed to get into those bunker-looking doors out on the way to the mountains, let me know? I'm curious if there are clues about whether or not the hosts were using them to hide from the Null. Hopefully our not being invaded means these guys aren't allied with them, but more information never hurts.

((ooc: accompanying plot post is here!))

bespectacledsnake

Ah...there...

[The screen shakes a little as Semiyon settles it into place on the windowsill]

Good evening. It is likely that you do not know me but this is not important. My name is Semiyon Kleiman and I am hoping to...well...to start a sort of business. Or perhaps it is better to call it an organization.

[He waves a hand dismissively, the specific wording isn't all that important.]

That is, a place for entertainment. Card games, for example...perhaps with something at stake.... [gambling is the word he's dancing around] and perhaps sports more interesting for those who have pent up energy and frustration that has little outlet in this place. Perhaps something along the lines of boxing or wrestling...whatever people might prefer.

[Though in reality he is envisioning something more of a fight club rather than a regulated boxing match.]

At the moment all of this is purely in the hypothetical, I simply wanted to see who among us might be interested or who might even be skilled enough to help me make such a thing a reality.

If perhaps you are one of these people, do feel free to let me know.

lingeringhope

Thanks to Sorrow, I am here. It's good to see that you've managed to survive this long - I am afraid you will need to provide for yourselves a little longer. I simply don't have the energy to begin restoring your food supplies. Neither does Sorrow, who spent what he had to find me.

For now, all I can do is restore those of you who have died. I'll try to recover my strength as quickly as I can. Until then, take care of each other.

marmoron

[The image on the feed is shaky and improperly focused at first on the ground.]

I need help. Medical and otherwise.

[Keith’s voice is terse, strained. The camera moves fo focus on an injured Steak. His coat has been tattered to shreds by their attackers, blood pouring from his ever exposed abdomen, puncture wounds bitten into his sides. Though he’s currently breathing, applying pressure to one of the wounds in his side, he’s several shades paler than he’d like to be and his horns — and this is the most offensive part of all — have been slightly chipped at the tips.]

We were attacked by some weird tentacled creatures -- didn’t look like anything I’ve seen around this planet before. They were… [A beat, a sharp breath as he tries to gather his thoughts.] Sneaking around the temples. Working together. Intelligent. Didn’t want to be seen.

Someone else was there, too. He disappeared, looked like he was in bad shape. Anyone know where he is?

[The camera moves away from Steak, now focusing on Keith who has a fairly deep, bloody gash across his face.]

Are these things the Null? Or .. does anyone know what these creatures are? Seemed like they might’ve been using the stampede as cover to do some recon. Might’ve been able to mess with some emotions, hard to say.

[Steak clears his throat, straightening up as he does so. Most importantly:]

Their attacks are powerful, despite their size. [They’re certainly not as large as some of the Fallen Angels he’s come across at home] No one should fight them alone. [Or, perhaps, at all.]

synthedick

[Along with the shift in terrain comes a transmission, one hitting the network within minutes of the move.]

This is Nick Valentine. Guard, report in with your whereabouts and what you're seeing on your end. Let's get this place scoped out as quick as we can. The sooner we know what we're dealing with on this planet, the better we can adjust.

[Last time, they ended up on completely separate islands, everything having been split in ways he hadn't expected. From what he can tell, things have been rearranged again, though the setup around the Speakeasy definitely rings familiar in the back of his mind.]

For anyone else looking to help, the Guard can always use extra hands. People who don't mind sweeping the streets every now and then, who'll keep an eye on the Colosseum once a month, who can handle themselves and protect others in an emergency. We're not the cops, but someone has to keep the city safe from whatever comes in with the new arrivals, and if that's up your alley, then give me a call.

[That'll do. Time to see what this new world is like for himself. Click.]

wantsnudes

[The post opens with a startling image of Caedra, frozen in ice on one of the islands' many rocky beaches. With it comes a text attachment.]

The demonness, Caedra, has been brought to justice. Let her icy prison be a warning to those who would harm and torment others, and to those who feel they are free of consequences, simply because they have power others do not.

There are those who will fight back. You will be stopped.

To those who lived in fear of her, you have thirty days of respite.

[There's no distinguishing mark, no calling card, either in the post or the image. He acted independently of the Phantom Thieves, after all, so he should behave as such.]

[ooc: Yusuke won't respond to this post, but you're welcome to post reactions/use this thread if you want to poke the Caedra popsicle.]

hot_mes

[At least, it's dusk where the Corazon is presently sitting, anchored at a tiny island that barely qualifies for the name so they can make post-storm repairs. Thus, the only real light casting gold tones and wicked shadows on Law's face comes from a nearby (but not too nearby) lantern. He is all business, stern and blustery, holding the phone like he's speaking into a den-den mushi, so it's a little too close and makes the shadows leap across his face like he's some kind of ghoul.]

This is Trafalgar Law. Hopefully my signal reaches the city.

We are on our way back with no less than two fragments. I want to know how many others have been collected, in case there are any still unrecovered. We must get those fragments quickly. Thanks to our experiences abroad I have reason to believe that our time in this world is limited and we'll need to move again. [BIG FROWN] Our fleet encountered three Null sentries lying in wait to ambush our diver on the sea floor. We destroyed them all, but the fact remains that this planet isn't as inaccessible to them as we would have liked to think.

My intention is to deliver these fragments to the laboratory for Alphys-ya to study. I strongly recommend that all fragments are kept in the same place. They cause irrational bursts of unstable emotion in anyone who handles them, so if any are scattered, there is a good chance someone could haul off and turn homicidal before anyone can stop them. And if there's someone out there who thinks they're going to be sneaky and hide a fragment from the gods or from the researchers, they had better think twice. Our mutual survival hinges upon discovering how these fragments can restore the Door and what happens when they do. [is he smirking? he might be slightly smirking, because he's here to make a public call-out post so that no one can hold the fragments hostage. Malicious compliance, indeed.] Like I say, if any are missing, speak now and I'll personally see to it that they're all recovered.

We're probably only about three days out, but we just suffered through a week-long typhoon and the ships have taken damage. We've landed to make repairs, if all goes well we'll return in just a few days.

Interested in your reports. Law, out.

synthedick

[In the past, Nick has usually left this kind of information either to be shared by someone else, or found out gradually out of respect for those who've gone missing; however, given who it is who vanished this time, his position within the Guard, and his time within and dedication to the city, he figures he'd best say something. Henry deserves that.]

For those who knew him, Henry Percy is gone.

[A small pause. For all they knew, he could be back in a week, in a month, in a year... or not at all.]

Guardsmen, you're reporting to me for now.

[And a quiet sigh. He's not sure how he feels about that weight on his shoulders. Hell, he wasn't sure when he was appointed to the co-head of the organization. Guess he'd better figure it out now.]

That's all.

[Click.]

dedikated

( Hey, Hadriel! You know that lovely rare sight of Kate, actually using video instead of text? You're being treated to it again today, hair a paler shade of pink than before (she needs to dye it, but it can be stretched out for a while longer, she thinks) and eyes?

Well. They're completely white, no irises or pupils to be seen, and giving off an eerie glow against her skin. But that's the point of it, she needs a statement to be made. (Though, honestly, there’s enough statement in the background of the Colosseum, crumbling and ancient as ever, in the frame.

Kate, dramatic? Say it ain’t so.) )

So.

( Still sticking with those eyes, Kitkat? Okay, then. )

We need to talk about the Door.

( A pause. )

...Least, what's most likely the Door.

( Meanwhile, Alphys is very slightly off-camera, on virtue of the fact that she’s four feet tall and therefore too short to be caught in most video focused on someone’s face. But she stands on her tiptoes, waving her hand to get it to tilt down a bit. )

So, uh, we may have been-- well, uh, I’ve b-been looking into it. It absolutely matches Door signatures of the energy we’ve, uhm, captured when it brings in new arrivals. It’s unstable, and not consistent, but… yeah.

( She looks down, tapping her claws together nervously. )

It is telling the truth. Or s-seems to be.

( Maybe Kate should sit down the next time they do this. But nevertheless, her eyes finally fade and she looks less than pleased with the fact that they can only say so much. )

Behaviour means we haven’t got a proper reading on it. ( Her lips purse and tug to one side. She wants to get her hands on it, but it already causes her headaches when she stares at it from above ground. What the hell kind of experience would looking at it directly be? ) Not in the time we’ve had.

( SIGH )

Null’s not bullshitting us, far as we can tell. ( It would be so much easier if it was, really. The thought of it being somewhere in this city makes Kate antsy. Who knows how long they have before its communicators go back online and it drags the rest of its species here like some horrifying, metallic beacon? ) So.

We need to organise.

( Before 50 different people end up with the idea of doing their own thing, really.

But fuck if she didn’t have other plans for this. Ones which gave them more time, which didn’t ask them to post to the network in plain sight of the gods. )

It can’t really, uh, search right now, but I might b-be able to help a little?

( She reaches off-camera and pulls out a small device, with what looks like a camera lens on the back. )

I made this a while ago, but it tracks magical signatures. I’ve been able to confirm that the Door has, uh, a unique s-signature that doesn’t match god magic. It can’t track long distances, just scan what’s in front of it, but, uhm. If anyone thinks they found a piece, I can confirm it.

( ooc: replies will, of course, come from both kate and alphys, but holler if you want someone specific! )

hot_mes

[much as he really should wait and learn more information generally, Law feels like he has enough to go on to make this...declaration. And question. Mostly question but there's some solid plans up in there too.]

Is there anyone present with the capability of building pressurized underwater vessel technology and passable engines from the parts we have at the lab? If not that, what about breathing apparatus for underwater exploration?

Without a submarine, at the very least we'll need a vessel capable of holding up to lengthy journeys and containing supplies for the trip. Curufin, Floki, it's time we got working.

[those who know him well might note the lack of his casual -ya on those names]

I'm sure our hosts will be on this soon enough, but I'm not waiting for them. I'm also not planning on taking the entire city on a pleasure cruise. When I form a crew it will be of the most capable and functionally useful sailors, fighters, and explorers only. And the position of captain is already taken. [S M U G] As is ship's doctor. I could use a navigator so long as their experience isn't solely a set of stars that don't exist here.

01101110

Hello!!!!!!

[Name] knows it is not supposed to talk to you anymore but this unit has accessed memory from before the infection! The Null had asserted that the majority of the people of Hadriel wanted to go home and said that they'd help you, is this correct? Is this still true? Because I think I can help you!

I do not want anything in return, except maybe for you not to kill [Name].

The city has moved around so much that getting concrete data is difficult but my scanning capabilities are at 79% and I'm beginning to get results from my efforts.

[Retrieving Data. . .]

I have found the ninth god.

The parasite is at [x,y], twenty-four feet underground, beneath what you would call the Colosseum. It is kept in a small room underground, hollowed out from the earth. The body is circular, six feet in diameter, and is constantly moving.

Fragments of its body are also on the ocean floor, within a four hundred mile radius. Two complete pieces, one in multiple pieces. Fragments do not have the same energy signature as the parasite but is composed of the same material which has not been located anywhere else in this city or on the surface of this planet.

Locations are [x,y], [x,y], and [x,y][x,y][x,y][x,y][x,y].

[End]

There! I hope that helped!

hotspurred

[Henry stands with the sea stretching out behind him, wearing a frown on his face. His tone of voice is sharp and his words are direct.]

Guardsmen, report in. Tell me what pieces of this splintered city surround you and who is with you on your island.

[He keeps it short. The sooner they work out who is where, the better, and this
is the quickest means of finding out.]

thirdreturned

[Have you missed him? Sorrow graces the network of Hadriel once more, and just like every other time, he's calm, composed. Even death can't seem to shake him.]

It's time for a relocation.

[Straight to business, as always.]

Fear was acting quickly when he moved the city to the homeworld of our original hosts, but this is hardly an environment that I'd approve of staying in for too long. I understand that many of you longed to be free from the underground caverns, but we were safer there. Here- we're vulnerable, exposed to Null scans, and without cover. As such, I've instructed Fear to move the city immediately.

[There's a pause, as he considers- though of course, he's already thought this part through.]

Of our four underground cities that we moved between, the Null have located two. It's possible that Delight has told them the location of the other two. Therefore, our remaining options are the surfaces of the other planets- places that provide more tactical advantages when it comes to hiding and potentially fighting the Null. With that being said, there are three options that come to mind immediately. Listen closely- I am allowing you to decide which location best suits your purposes, both for hiding and for a potential battle.

• The first is a planet that is far colder than this one. Temperatures are often below freezing, which inhibit's the Null's ability to scan for life. This was the planet where we made first contact with the Null, as well as the first planet they attacked. Some of our embassies may still remain, with information about our alliance and about the Null that were lost to us.

• The second is a planet with far more life than this one. The city location is overrun by various plants and animals, which will provide adequate cover to hide from the Null, though they may prove dangerous to you. The area is lush and humid and it rains quite often- flooding is a possibility.

• As for the third... the planet's surface is roughly ninety-two percent water, making it one of the few places the Null would not care to look. The inhabitable areas are rocky islands, with some aquatic life and a few plants further inland. This planet is where many of my elders resided, and at one point, I visited here often to learn of the history of my species. The Null destroyed all of our structures and every artifact here that they could find, but they did not find all of them. This is where I instructed Fear to find the Door.

These are the options we have available to us right now. I trust you'll choose wisely.

Poll #19918

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: Access List, participants: 80

Where should we go next?

The frozen planet
13 (16.2%)

The jungle planet
22 (27.5%)

The ocean planet
45 (56.2%)

[He'd end it there, but- well, there's an elephant in the room here, isn't there?]

Additionally. Thank you.

I understand that the motivation to resurrect me was largely due to my knowledge of the Door and your desire to return home, but all the same... I was forced again to consider the possibility of failure. When I- when the Null destroyed me, I had to come to terms with the thought that this was the end of our efforts.

Because of all of you, it was not.

I owe you a debt. I won't forget that.

synthedick

[In good news, the Guard's watchtowers are working. Hadriel's latest bunch of unwanted guests only get a few minutes in the city before the call to arms goes out. The bad news, of course, is that a call to arms has to go out at all, but that's the norm in a city like Hadriel. No one can say the place is dull. And if they do, then they're probably the ones stirring up trouble like this in the first place.

Nick's voice cuts in, along with the telltale shuffling of papers -- that'd be the maps rolling out across his desk, ones made specifically for times like this.]

Guard, report in. In case you missed the memo, it looks like we have a mess to clean up.

[There's the scratching of a pencil as he writes down who is supposed to be patrolling where at this time. Might make things easier to manage if folks are where they ought to be.]

We got a report from the southern tower about enemies manifesting in the streets near Rage's temple. Three fliers, maybe a dozen on the ground, all ugly.

[And when a guy with the side of his face torn off says something is ugly, it's probably true.]

We're looking for a lady with black eyes while we're at it, last seen near the temple.

[Maybe Caedra is involved, maybe she just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time; however, if she is a demon and all these monsters are suddenly showing up the second she starts skulking around Rage's temple, it doesn't look good -- especially when she was also in the neighborhood of the sewing shop earlier. Nick's patrol is later in the evening, and he usually walks past there. It's a rare occasion Margaery isn't in, and she doesn't seem like the type to invite folks over then not be there. Maybe it's just a series of coincidences, but Nick's gut, mechanical as it may be, tells him otherwise.

And he's been a detective long enough to know to trust that feeling.]

Henry is already headed down there, and Ignis is the one who sent word from the tower. The rest of you let me know where you are, maybe where you're headed. Let's see if we can't get areas covered and these things taken care of before they wreck the place. And if you aren't on the Guard, but have intel you're willing to share or skills you want to put to good use, I'm all ears.

[Valentine out. Click.]

01101110

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Reboot attempt 5890426767832059: Successful.

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Connection has b

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Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh

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

Oh

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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Oh

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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Maybe

We can be friends?

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