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[Prussia is finally getting set to fix his communication problem, and he knows it'll be a cinch! He swallowed his pride and turned to a god for help, since it didn't seem like it was going to clear up on its own. He went to Tranquility to see what he could do. This might seem like an odd choice for Prussia out of all the gods, but honestly it's because he thought Tranquility would go easiest on him, and he can be so very, very lazy.

So far, ol' Gil thinks he's right. Just a few favors! Couldn't be more simple! Except, he still can only speak in German, so like 90% of folks in Hadriel can't understand him. How is he even going to tell people he needs to help them without being able to talk to them? No matter. He'll figure it out.

After some thought, Prussia decides that the best time to help people is when the newbie flood arrives. Continuing on his laziness streak, he's going to approach what he thinks look like easy targets. How does he do that? By hiding behind the few scant rocks or trees, or maybe the corner of a building, and watching you do whatever it is you're up to. Of course, longer-term residents aren't escaping his sight, either. If someone looks like they need help with literally anything, whether you really do or not, Prussia's following you.

If you're feeling like you're being watched, it's because you actually are. Turn around, and you'll see red eyes peering at you from nearby, and when caught, Prussia leaps out from behind his hiding spot and enthusiastically proclaims something you probably don't understand.]

Lassen Sie mich Ihnen helfen!

[[ooc - please note his player doesn't speak a lick of German and this is all coming from an online translator and I'm so sorry.]]

lifetothefullest

[After a month or so of mostly sticking to text and voice, Lance is back to video for another network broadcast. He's still looking a little unwell, but definitely better than in his last post or any time he's spoken with someone in person since then.

He was also fortunate enough to be in his apartment when the dust storm started, so he doesn't have to camp out in some public place or with people he doesn't like. Hurray! And since pretty much everyone is stuck inside somewhere, this actually ends up being a good time to make a network post to address a few things.]

Hello, everyone. For those who just arrived or otherwise haven't met me yet, I'm Dr. Lance Sweets, and I'm a psychologist; if anyone ever needs or wants to speak to someone professionally, whether about being here or otherwise, you're welcome to send a message or call at any time.

[And that usual note out of the way--]

But I also wanted to discuss something somewhat unrelated, which is the subject of creating an organized directory of who has what skills that they're willing to teach, if asked. Many here want to learn new skills or hobbies, whether due to practicality or boredom or otherwise, but it can be difficult to figure out who to ask especially if you're new and may not want to either use the network for a general announcement, or approach someone you may not know individually.

So a list of who is willing to teach what skills, and who is alright with being asked to do so, would be beneficial a lot of people here. I can compile and maintain it as a file that can be shared.

[It's not like he's doing a whole lot at the moment, having pretty much quit working at the Clinic. He seems to briefly consider continuing with another topic but then ends the feed there; the other thing he wanted to discuss probably wouldn't go over as well as the first one, and he'd prefer everyone not get distracted.]

occupiesvitalregions

[It's a short, simple, sweet video. Probably for the best. Prussia is best in small does. He looks frustrated, and for a moment, like he doesn't know what to say.]

...Hat jemand hier Deutsch sprechen?

[His words come out in unfiltered German. Ever since he came back to life after the Null attack, he's had this problem. No matter what he tries to say or write, it comes out in his native tongue, despite being multilingual back home.

This is probably going to take a god to fix it, but he's not going to like that answer. But maybe, in the meanwhile, he'll get lucky and find someone who can understand him.]

[[ooc - I don't speak a lick of German so all of this will be coming from an online translator, I'm so sorry]]

synthedick

[It's only a handful of minutes after Henry's desperate transmission that Nick comes on the network with one of his own. He might not like this one bit, but he's got a job to do, and he'll be damned if he lets Henry -- or his family, or the Guard, or even the town -- down.]

This is Nick Valentine. Percy is down, and I'm assuming the head of the Guard for the time being.

[A slight pause; he's holding back a sigh.]

You heard the man. If you're on the Guard, report in. If you need help, send word. And if you see someone who needs a hand, lend it. It's up to us to make sure we get out of this alive, so let's get to it.

[Click.]

occupiesvitalregions

[Video - Open]

[Live from Prussia's apartment, it's ill-advised video call time!]

You know why so many names are on this Null hit list right? Cuz we're not stupid. We're not falling for their shit. And if you are, then you're just as dumb as they are. Doubly so if you're the person who's been selling us out.

Anyway, I'm not afraid of you guys, or the Null, or the gods! So if you plan to come after me, know that I'm armed and I'm awesome.

[He gives the camera a confident grin and a wink.

Prussia looks down at his phone for a moment and looks over the list of names. It keeps getting bigger and bigger.]

...Is there really someone here named "Taako Taaco"? [He forgets he actually met this person.]

[Action - semi-closed to Yukari and others]

[Prussia really does have all the confidence in the world about his survival, and maybe too much faith that no one here is actually going to start murdering each other. But just in case, he takes up his duty as a Guard member and heads out to make sure no one is trying anything funny. He's carrying his broadsword nonchalantly over his shoulder, and is even whistling cheerily to himself. What he doesn't know is that there actually is someone who's out to get people, and they have some unsettled business. Thanks to Prussia's casual strolling, Yukari has a good chance of getting the jump on him, too.]

[[OOC - other people can jump in to the Prussia/Yukari fight, but keep in mind that A) Prussia is losing, B) let Yukari tag in this first and C) please keep it all to one thread. Thanks!]]

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..

circumitus

delight's bar has been out of commission for some time now.
while it's doubtful that she would ever rebuild it for its original function, we'd spoken about repurposing the place into a café, just so she has her own place again.

and then she left.

was thinking that it might help if some of us got together and rebuilt some of the groundwork. hopefully before she comes back.

motivate her or some shit to finally do something with the remains.

anyway, could use some help.

[ooc: This is pretty much the IC setup for fixing up Delight's bar! If anyone is interested in having their character pitch in a little bit, just hit this or the OOC post up and we can maybe handwave the involvement.]

storyseeker

Hey everyone. One of the new kids in town here—I'm Elena Fisher. It's nice to meet you. Well, smartphone-meet you.

[The video shows a blonde woman in a borrowed Henley shirt who apparently scaled some structure before deciding to introduce herself. It's not as high up as her husband's first network post, but apparently "arrive, go higher" is just something members of their household do.]

I get that there's a lot going on here—Nate's been catching me up, and I've been trying to get myself up to date. So I'll try not to ask any dumb questions.

[She read the guide, she saw Chris's post. So far her basic response is: yikes.]

Hopefully this doesn't immediately contradict myself, but has anyone been able to figure out if there's some kind of pattern as to who comes through the Door, and when they come from? It's a pretty small sample set, but so far half the people I've talked to know someone else here from their home—which strikes me as pretty unlikely, considering how few people are here and how many different places the Door could be drawing from. What's more, those people aren't even from the same point in time, so whatever power brought them here didn't scoop everyone up at once. Pretty inefficient.

I don't know. Even if there is an identifiable pattern, I can't say what it would mean, what the goal would be. But suddenly I've got a lot of time on my hands, so...it's something I wouldn't mind figuring out.

lingeringfear

Well... seems like there's a few of you who are ready to sell us out.

[His voice is soft- not really angry, but there's a sinister lilt to it.]

And here I thought we were all growing to be one big, happy family. I can't say I'm fond of the necessity of weeding out spies in our city, but... listen, we're all in a flurry about this. We need to do something, and everyone wants a say in how we're supposed to move forward from here.

[Which has been a headache and a half for all of the gods. Sure, they get along in the grand scheme of things, but there's definitely a little clash of ideals going on, and frankly, Fear is tired of the arguing.]

So what I thought we'd do is to have you vote on who's in charge here. Who takes action and comes up with a game plan on how we're going to suss out what the Null are planning. Obviously, Sorrow wants to be our fearless leader, but his methods are a little... direct. Delight and Rage would probably have a little murder mystery party when they get back, Tranquility and Confusion- I'm not sure if they'd actually do anything at all, come to think of it.

[Christ, this is a mess.]

As far as Love and myself go... I can think of a few people I'd like to personally interrogate.

Anyway, cast your votes or ask your standard slew of questions. Yes, I realize that some of the dissenters will be voting, yeah I know that you all want to be in charge instead- there's probably a few of us who might bend our ears to you, but as we can't put a hundred people in charge, it's gonna be one of us.

[A pause.]

Sorry.

[Happy voting?]

Poll #18652

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 40

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Who should lead the investigation?

View Answers

Sorrow and Hope
23 (57.5%)

Rage and Delight
2 (5.0%)

Fear and Love
7 (17.5%)

Confusion and Tranquility
8 (20.0%)

occupiesvitalregions

[Ol' Gil is a lot more upset about what happened than he's letting on, but he's going to attempt to Play It Cool. That's a lot easier to do over text.]

hey gods

if you're going to turn this place into an actual livable town, how about keeping it that way

it was a nice change from the whole gross dark cave thing. you know, grass and sky and all that.

except for the fake memories. that was pretty shitty of you guys. like i would ever marry *some guy* and *sell insurance*?! you must have done a really good job faking us out, cuz it's hard to believe i'd go along with that for so long haha wow

there's no way i'd forever forget who i really am

anyway

it at least gave me the idea of capture the flag. would anyone be interested in forming some teams and kicking some asses? bet it would get pretty crazy since like most people here seem to have weirdo superpowers and stuff

let me know. it'll be awesome and you know it!!

notimpervious

Hello, fellow abductees,

It has come to my attention that a number of you do not like Dr. Sweets. I did not like him either when I first met him, so this is understandable.

In an effort to help strengthen his standing within the community, I am requesting that you please state if you do or do not like Dr. Sweets, and why. Please also respond if you are indifferent on him, as more data will allow me to form a more complete and accurate conclusion.

Thank you for your assistance.

sweariff

[Broadcasting may as well be launching this thing into the sky on an exploratory trip to the moon, but in all honesty, it's not like Bigby has ever tried. Not like this. It's weird knowing that you hold something that can connect you to so many people in ways an ordinary phone can't without it being the slightest bit magical, but that's just technology for you. Either he keeps up or he flounders, and floundering in a place like this might as well be laying down to die. A little dramatic, maybe, but the point still stands.]

got a question a couple questions

[—And hoo boy, something tells him he's going to get sore fingers if he sticks with this, so uh. How about— Good, okay. Well, at least he can now safely say that recording with this thing isn't as intimidating as it looks. Small victory. For a few moments after the mic is switched on, Bigby lapses into an uneasy, thoughtful silence before finally and slowly speaking.]

There's no easy way to ask this, but it's been something I've been curious about the longer I've heard people talk about the — "gods", or whatever the hell they are. Magical assholes, sure, but. I get the feeling that for some of you they're a little more than that. [He sounds like he isn't sure if that's a good or bad thing.]

Magic isn't...all that special where I'm from, so to speak. Neither are wars like these where there's no easy way out for anyone and just about everyone's going to be dealt a shitty hand they didn't deserve. What I'm trying to say is that, when you're that scared, you'll wheel and deal just about every which way for a chance to win.

[He says it without much judgment. After all, he's speaking from experience. He'd be a big old hypocrite if he played the disdain card now.]

And what I'm asking is, I guess, how far any of you are willing to take this on their behalf. Even knowing that there's no guarantee they'll send any of us home when this ends, do you still want to take that chance? Or do any of you actually care about them and... [This would be a little more effective if the camera was on, so there's no real way to tell that Bigby is gesturing to his surroundings, save for the little pause he takes.] ...All of this?

[...Wow, he really does suck at articulating himself, huh. Serves him right for rambling.]

toiletseat_girl

[a shaky moment as George readies the camera to catch her on the video, technology like this is unheard of in 2003]

So, uh. I've been told that I should get out more. Meet people. I'm not any good at that, so you're just gonna have to--bear with me as I figure this shit out. But I guess I've gotta bite the bullet sometime, right?

[she looks off camera and flushes slightly out of a combination of nerves and embarrassment]

Anyway, I'm George. I'm newish. I have--no fucking idea what I'm doing here. Does anyone? If you do, could you please fill me in.

occupiesvitalregions

[Prussia is usually fond of texting everyone, but today he's got too much on his mind today for that, most of it focusing on his dead beloved leader who had shown up last week to hang out. Having Frederick the Great here again has really lit the fire inside him again. At least for now, anyway. Who knows how long it'll last.]

So I guess I died, huh. I wasn't doing too hot a few days ago, and the next thing I know, I'm waking up at the temple and it's three days later, according to my phone. And Fri-- er, my ghost, he was gone. I know I wasn't the only one who had this ghost problem, but I don't know if anyone else had the problem go this far.

What a lame way to die! To just feel run down to the point where I flopped over and went belly-up? [He scoffs, with forced laughter.] C'mon, gods, you can do better than that, can't ya? You just proved to all of us you're not above some mental torture, for one thing.

[He leans into the camera. He doesn't know if the gods are listening, but he doesn't really care, either.]

And now we have these "Null" guys showing up on the network and threatening us? Telling me this isn't our place or our war? We got dragged here, so this is totally our place and our war. [He shakes his head, grinning smugly.] I don't know about anyone else, but I don't plan on just sitting here while a bunch of weirdo aliens plan to kill us. And I'm definitely not sitting around for the gods to fix this place or get us out of here. I'm tired of getting put through all this shit. Let's stand up for ourselves for a damn change and do something.

dreamsallotted

[Seel's at the speakeasy, a glass of something very alcohol next to him, having run out of booze at home. It's obvious he's been there for a while as the mound of ash and spent cigarette butts is piled high. There's nothing quite like having to kill your best friend to really hammer home just how much your life sucks. This time at least, Seel's spreading the wealth. Be thankful he doesn't have dirt on the rest of you.

His words aren't exactly properly enunciated after that much alcohol, but at least cloud of smoke around him was dissipating into the rest of the speakeasy.]

I hear Pell's been here a while. You all probably think of him as a nice, upstanding member of your delinquent little society you've built here. I'm here to set the record straight. Nice people don't knock up their one night stands and then try to hide and pay off their dirty little secret. Your marriage is the most disgusting affront I've ever seen and your consort is a manipulative, conniving bitch. Cause that's what happens when you knock up gold digging rock stars. You marry them and they make your life hell and glue diamonds to their nails.

And then to top it all off you invite Cal to become Tigron with you? That's right, ladies and gentlemen. Pell's King of the World. And apparently Calanthe too--because all you need to do to get promoted is to become a lunatic, and a murderer. That's exactly who I would want to be in charge of things.

Oh, and Pell? While he thought you were dead, your beloved was knocking boots with Terzian. You know, the stone hard killer who liked to eat people and collected vats of blood? Their child looks exactly like him.

The rest of you? Pell has a fetish for blondes. Anyone thinking about bleaching their hair? Don't.

Anyone have any more cigarettes?

[/end video]

readytobe

You 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?

occupiesvitalregions

how is it even raining inside

this is stupid

it shouldn't be able to rain without ever getting to see the sky!! get it together, gods

do you guys think we need to worry about the lake or river overflowing? we don't really have anything to stop them if we do. a little too late to start making sandbags or walls

and if people need a dry place to stay i'm on the 8th floor of spire one of the apartments, i'm way above sea level. i got floor space for you if you need it but i'm also working on fixing up some leaks

stuck inside due to bad weather with no TV or video games or anything. this place sucks.

lifetothefullest

[For those familiar with Clinic, it can be recognized to be the backdrop for this broadcast; it's also probably easy enough to guess that Lance has just arrived there, because he's obviously drenched. It doesn't seem to bother him any, though, except for that his slightly ridiculous hair is now definitely long enough to fall into his eyes when wet, so he has to shove some of it out of the way before he can actually see the screen.

Despite being soaked he looks a little more vibrant and relaxed than usual, although in contrast his tone is quiet and sedate for the most part.]

Is the 'raining underground' thing strange even for here, or...?

[Because he hasn't been here that long and he's heard that it's snowed before, so maybe not? But the rain is totally not the point of this post, so he continues.]

But rain aside, I'd actually wanted to ask about the caves that branch off from the main cavern. I know they're supposedly difficult to navigate and filled with monsters, but have there been any coordinated efforts to explore them? And what sort of monsters exist in them?

[He does remember Maketh telling them there are paper records on some of the monsters at the Guard post, but as far as he's concerned that's really not too helpful. Besides, he'd rather hear that the general populace has to say, and talk to them individually on this.]

farsighting

Hey! So these questions may be sooooooo weird but I'm super curious!!

My friend was telling me a while ago about how she met some different people here, like a lizard (!) and stuff. That's kind of weird where we come from so I was wondering how many other people here aren't exactly human and from different places.

- Are you non-human / Do you know any non-humans?
- Where are you from? Like a different planet or world or something? How does that even work lol?
- Is there non-human stuff in your world? Not like animals and bugs, but aliens or stuff like that. Weirder stuff!
- Do they have phones and stuff where you come from? Cuz there's a looooot of people here who seem kind of tech illiterate.

Sorry if this is super weird. I'm kinda new and the only strange stuff my world has is zombies. Also even if you are a regular person you can answer the other stuff too, like getting to know each other!

( This may be information harvesting and a way to make sure Elise doesn't assume the sentient creatures in this place are monsters of the week she needs to smash. Or it's something way more innocent. Who's to say! )

glacius

Greetings, all of you. I come to you with two orders of business today.

First: I see that there may have been some concerns raised about the efficacy of the Guard. [No, not naming names--he doesn't want to give Sato the satisfaction, and he knows people will probably be able to figure it out for themselves anyways if they've checked the network recently.] Some may feel that our efforts would be better spent on the dangerous creatures that threaten us.

I am here to tell you that this is already being addressed. I make daily trips out to the cave systems. I do not venture far in, as any who have spent time there know it is foolhardy to try and navigate them, but I do eliminate any creatures that I see that are beginning to prowl close to the entrances. Though it may not be possible for me alone to completely stem their encroachment during times of chaos, when the gods--or other forces--are orchestrating against us, on most days I am able to control their numbers. That combined with Hope's efforts mean that they never make it into the city.

Barring extenuating circumstances, [read: when things really go to hell and he'd rather stay beside his friends or his partner--] I have done this every morning since I have joined the Guard. And during the aforementioned times when they do make it out of the caves, you can be assured that I will be there, fighting fiercely to keep them at bay. [Anyone who saw him during the zombie invasion or the split city or any of the other times that monsters had flooded inwards knows he is a being that makes good on his words.]

I do not do this for praise. You do not need to thank me. I do it because it is my duty to keep people safe, regardless of the world I am trapped in; I only mention it now to try and allay your concerns.

It also means that I have an abundance of supplies. Should you find yourself hungry or in need of other miscellaneous things, you are free to reach out to me. You are also free to contact me should you fear a more... internal threat. It is not my place to interject myself into the business of others, but if another inhabitant of this cave has threatened you, I will do what I can to protect you.

[There's a pause as he lets all that sink in; it's more wordy than he prefers to be, but it feels like it's worth saying now. Then, he continues.]

Second: I require cleaning agents. Bleach, I believe she... I believed it was called. [Glacius alien swerves, though the memory has already been called upon. Amazing how even the most mundane of things can remind him of her.] But I will accept anything that can remove stubborn stains.

Thank you for your time. [Finally, he ends the feed.]

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