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[One day, Gren is going to learn a very valuable lesson: do not mix alcohol and drugs. That day is not today.]

[The video, when it turns on, swings wildly. Hopefully nobody gets seasick too easily, because damn, it's motion sickness central right here. The backdrop is... probably Delight's bar, if anyone can make sense of the video long enough.]

You know what? You know fuckin' what?

[Gren is drunk. Not only is Gren drunk, but he's also had like a handful of those other things that Delight hands out that get people high as shit, so he's both drunk and high. It's a terrible combination of belligerent and feeling untouchable that can really only lead to Bad Things.]

I'm fuck-all tired of bein' a fuckin' buffet for a bunch of shit-for-dick "gods"-- [The feed swings again, like he tried to do airquotes with only one hand. The hand that is also holding the camera.] --who can't get their fuckin' shit together long enough to not make everything a fuckin' clusterfuck. And then they treat us like we're fuckin' children or some shit, like we don't got the fuckin' right to decide what fuckin' happens to us. We're the fuckin' burdens, but they're the one bringin' in fuckin' monsters and dragons and shit to drop on our fuckin' heads. Fuckin' thanks for that, assholes.

[The feed swings around and then back; he's grabbed another bottle of something alcoholic and knocks an unhealthy portion of it back. Seriously, he's a champ, if your definition of 'champ' is 'fucking alcoholic'.]

Like that fuckin' piece of fuck Sorrow. Fuck that guy, oughtta smack the fuckin' bitch outta that motherfucker.

[He pauses. Something terrible is about to happen.]

I fuckin' oughtta smack the fuckin' bitch outta that guy.

[His voice shifts from rant mode to something firmer and slightly less profanity-ridden.]

Hey, all you fucks. [Slightly less.] I'm comin' for all you fuckin' godly piece of shits. C'mon and fuckin' have a go if you think you're fuckin' hard enough.

[He turns. Delight is behind the bar.] 'Cept for you. You're fuckin' okay.

hybridification

Hey guys!

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

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

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

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

Have at it!

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prazerbutterfly

[As usual the view isn't directly facing him. He's not one for using phones and it shows clearly. Private conversations face to face are more of his style. There were certainly no smart phones or mobile phones of any kind. He's not even looking at the camera. He just turned it on and it just so happened to be video.]

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[Then out of nowhere there is a sudden text:] Besides these emotion induced events just how many have you killed?

|Action|

[After that little 'prank' earlier he was itching to get out of his apartment and onto the streets. Now that he was in a mood, Exorcist hunting was the best option at the moment to soothe his nerves since he lacked the usual nicotine and other pleasures that kept him at bay. He could already tell that Hadriel was screwing with his ability to pinpoint Innocence whenever it came into range or else Kanda's Innocence would've been already fully destroyed once he had killed him weeks ago.

To anyone that had an odd weapon or a strange appendage such as a demon arm, robotic leg, strange eye, odd pet, etc, he'd stopped them with a curved smile and his hand outwards in silent greeting.] Ah, that's a strange [insert item] you have there. Do you mind if I look at it for a moment?

pighead

hey guys im here today to talk about a subject thats really important to all of us

safe sex

remember to always wrap it before you tap it

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

no glove no love my friends

attagirl

Oh, shit, right, I meant to do this a long time ago. Uh -

[ axton looks and sounds a little sheepish, here, like he's trying to apologize for stepping on some flowers in someone's garden. ]

If you're that kid with the weird face that got, uh, shot in the back of the head around one of the spires when all that crazy shit was going down -- that was my bad, dude. Sorry about that. No hard feelings, I hope.

[ YEAH he's talking about josh...

~~seriously he wouldn't have wasted a bullet if he'd known the kid would have just gone down so easily but whatever.~~ ]

fleshing

[Anyone who's talked to Krieg at any length might have a fairly good idea as to why the message comes out the way it does. For anyone else, it has the look of someone who more or less bashed their head against a keyboard, an assessment that would not be far from the truth.]

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[Someone's apparently forgotten how to make emojis, much to his chagrin.]

attagirl

[ the video starts abruptly on the exasperated face of a man in his mid-twenties. ]

Okay, so, look: I hate to make an introduction here by going "hey, I'm Axton, I need some help," but.

[ he pans the camera over to an enormous sabre turret that seems to be somehow droopy on one side. there's part of a panel missing, and a person with a keen eye might notice that some of the metal is actually slightly warped.

axton will sigh from behind his phone. ]

If anyone has some usable tools, or is just some kind of like - mechanical genius, I'm willing to work out some kinda deal. I just can't leave her looking like this, guys: it's breaking my heart.

cashlin

Hey, gang! Hope some of you didn't get maimed-slash-dismembered over the last couple weeks. [stated as breezily as ever, way to go lilith.]

Got a PSA for you all. I know alcohol sounds pretty great, especially after the wendigo crap, but don't drink the stuff in the restaurants without checking it first. I got lucky with the first one I tried-- sorta tasted like a fruit cocktail kind of thing-- but one time a bottle got knocked out of my hands and it dissolved through the floor. So, uh. Yeah.

Also, does anybody else have guns around here? Are you restocking your ammo at all or are you just... rationing it out? I've been trying to look around the armory but every weapon there's of the stabby variety. That's great and all, but you can't shoot swords out of a shotgun.

[... no one tell her.]

That's it for now. Lilith, out.

hybridification

Okay, so I totally get that some of you are turning into horrific monsters hellbent on murdering everyone. And like, I feel super bad for you and I hope that gets fixed.

But guys, I finally managed to figure out Hope's OS and I coded Pong!

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You can download and play it on your phones. I just finished an option that lets you change the color of your paddles and I'm working on a multiplayer so you can link up to your friends and play against them. Maybe someday we can have tournaments!

And uh... yeah, sorry about the whole cannibalism thing. That really sucks.

thechoiceisyours

[The last few days have been... A little strange. At first no one had thought much of Emily being a little more difficult than usual, and Josh is always a bit unpredictable, but it had quickly grown apparent there was something wrong. By the morning of the 17th it had become clear what.

Chris appears on camera first, looking very forcibly composed. This is not going to be good news, but it has to be said and the sooner the better; he isn't sure exactly what kind of timescale they're looking at, but the quicker everyone knows what they're dealing with hopefully less people will get hurt.]

Okay, so, everyone is probably starting to like... Figure out something weird is going on.

[Something weird. Yeah. That's one way to put it. He glances off-camera a bit nervously, then back.]

It's um... We know what it is. So we're going to tell you what we know, and try to figure out what to do from there.

( Cut for pro wendigo-hunting tips )

circumitus

need help constructing a hydroelectric power station.

anyone with engineering experience is helpful but not necessary - already have an idea on how to assemble a home brewed setup. mostly just need assistance with supplies and manpower.

the less we have to rely on hope to keep this place running the better.

thechoiceisyours

[So, it's been about a day. It felt like a lot longer, especially during the night, and by now he's not just scared but incredibly bored. Sleeping isn't really a thing that's an option for lots of reasons, so he's had a lot of time to both think and reread a lot of conversations on the network; there's something that stood out to him in that time, and it lead to this post.]

Okay, so a lot of people are here without any of their friends from home, and this whole thing going on is a pretty bad time to be on your own.

[He can't imagine what it would be like being in this situation while thinking there's no one looking for and caring about you specifically. It isn't just the actual rescue that's the issue, though--especially since who gets found when is pretty unpredictable--it's that there might be people that don't have anyone to reach out to. There might be people who are totally alone in this.

So I was thinking that anyone who doesn't have anyone to talk to can just join in conversation here? People who do already have friends to talk to can too. Meeting new people is at least distracting even if everyone's probably not feeling all that friendly.

I guess just talk about whatever. What's it like back in whatever world you're from, any cool skills (if they involve getting out of being buried that's a plus,) anyone in college before they ended up here? Whatever topic is going to be better than nothing.

I mean I dunno about you guys but I definitely don't have anything better to be doing.

vendetta

[ It's not as if Miller's pleased that half of Hadriel's captives have apparently been buried alive, but this also grants him an opportunity he'd been craving. It places him back into a position that he's come to miss and yearn for since his arrival here. He can't fight the monsters who come with the newcomers, he can't convince the gods to send them home when they don't even know how the process works, but he can organize people. And this situation, with Hope's set of coordinates? This is his bread and butter.

The broadcast comes from a desk in the main living area of Kaz's apartment. He's propped his phone and adjusted it so that it shows him from the shoulders up. A number of people here already know about his disabilities, but anyone who doesn't should stay that way for now. They might see his missing limbs and his need for a crutch as a weakness, which will make them less likely to listen to him. ]

Fear's really done a number on us this time, hasn't he?

[ He shakes his head, dismayed but not defeated. He assumes it's Fear, anyway. Who else would be behind this? Sitting with his back straight and his beret set in place, Miller takes on the air of command. ]

This we can do something about, though, unlike the blizzard. Anyone who's above ground and willing to help dig someone up, report in. I'll assign you a set of coordinates. Then, report back with whether or not you were successful in digging someone up -- and if so, who it was.

[ That's all simple enough, but Kaz can guess that both those who've been buried and those who haven't are in a panic, and a good leader needs to address something like that. ]

I'm sure that many of you have friends who are in need of your help. [ His brow knits, a quiet show of empathy. ] But right now, we need to focus on getting each and every person dug up, so even if you end up rescuing a stranger, just keep in mind that I'll have probably sent someone else to free your loved one. The important thing is that we make sure each plot is covered so that no one is overlooked.

[ Someone just made a helpful announcement about how awful it would be to suffocate in one of those coffins, after all. ]

For those who are curious, my name is Kazuhira Miller, and I have experience with organizing an army. Getting a few people dug up should be a cakewalk if everyone keeps their calm -- and if enough people want to help.

[ Maybe he's guilting people a little with that last point. It might have to do with the fact that he's self-conscious that he can't contribute to any of the physical requirements of this particular crisis. Then again, that had been the case with taking down Cipher too, and they'd still pulled it off. ]

And if anyone who's trapped is watching this... hang in there. We're on our way.

[ With a firm nod, he ends the feed. ]

fuwatokurage

Hello everyone! This is Clear.

Is there anyone that knows anything about advanced technology? To be more specific, does anyone here know how to work with it or fix it?

Also! Vaiz-san, I think I made a cake. I hope that it will be to your liking. Since the ingredients are strange here, I created a different flavor. It should be pleasing to the pallet.

lingeringhope

My thanks for your offerings. I have been attempting to learn more about the Door, but I'm handicapped by the simple fact that I know nearly nothing about it.

[He sounds more than a little annoyed by that.]

However, in this case our desires align. I'll use the power you've given me to bring back one of my fellow gods, one of the ones who has passed away. I really have no idea who knew anything about the Door - Fear doesn't seem interested in providing me with any information at all.

[And while that might be no surprise, it still causes Hope to let out a long-suffering sigh.]

So I'll simply work with what I have. I could explain the amount of power needed for each one, the power they'll bring along with them, and how it all works - but I doubt you'll understand the intricacies of it all, and I have better things to do. Suffice to say that I can bring one of three back, the easiest ones to resurrect, and based on a number of factors, I can also provide a new structure for you. Here are your options.

Confusion would not be so terribly difficult to bring back. While somewhat unpredictable, I believe that she would be willing to assist me in creating a more fully outfitted clinic for all of you. A hospital is quite beyond my power, but something smaller would be possible, with some supplies provided as well. But perhaps you don't need that.

Rage would be the easiest to resurrect, but I have no doubt that she will be uninterested in giving you anything that would provide healing. Instead, I will propose an armory, outfitted with a variety of weapons. Some of you brought your own, but some didn't, and while I do try to contain the monsters quickly, it will never be instantaneous.

Finally, I could bring back Delight. She would be the most difficult, considering the lack of delight available here, but I think I could manage it. I also have little doubt that all she'll want to give you is a bar, or something of the sort. Something for leisure, and probably with controlled substances. That would be her style.

[He doesn't seem particularly overjoyed by any of the options, but then, Hope has never been terribly easy to read, past his general irritation with the world.]

Choose one: Confusion, Rage, or Delight. Whichever has the most approval, I'll spend my newly acquired power bringing back. If you don't choose, or if there's a tie, I'll make the decision on my own and you'll simply have to live with it. You have a week to decide.

Poll #17152 First God Resurrection

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Confusion
9 (37.5%)

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11 (45.8%)

Delight
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hybridification

1. Do you wish that you had any freaking clue what was going on when you first showed up here?
2. Isn't it time we started sharing information?
3. Do you have an opinion that nobody cares about?

If you answered 'yes' to any of the above questions (except for the third one), then congratulations, you win the responsibility of assisting me! My name is Rhys and I want to start compiling info so we can start helping each other out and maybe give the new people something to do other than crap their pants when they're screamed at by jelly monsters.

I can program a startup message that can display a welcome guide or info or something the first time a phone is booted up. Hope said he can install it in all future phones too. But unfortunately, I'm one of the recent arrivals to this murdercave and I don't know a lot. That's where you guys come in!

So, give me info, like:

• What the hell is going on. In layman's terms.
• Where people can go to live or whatever.
• p̢̀́͡0͟f̸̵̢̕͟s͏̢ ͏̧̛o̶̸̴̡͞ ̴̕͝k̶͟҉ì͡L͡L̶̕͡͡ ̸̴̨̧͞t҉̧͟͞h̸͜$͜͏̡͜͡$̴̧́̕ ̵̕͘̕ì̕͟d̸҉͢͞0̛͡0̶̶͡͡0̵͢҉t̡̛̀͝͡ good scavenging stuff is.
• What we know about the, uh, supreme beings of this place.
• How to work the damn microwaves.

lingeringhope

[Hope still hasn't quite grasped human niceties, so he appears on the network suddenly, with no leadup and no greeting. As usual, he looks vaguely stressed and displeased.]

It has become obvious to me that I don't quite know how you creatures work. I need your hope, and unlike Fear I don't intend to bombard you with imagery just in case something sticks. Whether you like me or not, we're working together, in a way - without me, you'd all starve, without you, my power is lessened. I know you all so desperately want to go home, and without more power there's really no chance of that. So I have a proposal.

[He leans in, just a little.]

Bring me things that inspire hope in you. Place them on the altar in my temple over the next week or so, give me some idea of what it will take to draw hope out of you humans. If you can imbue them with more power - inspire hope in others with your ideas, work together, form bonds - that's even better.

As you all seem to enjoy being disagreeable, I do have more incentive then simply helping me out. Whoever brings me the thing that gives me the most power will receive my blessing. It's quite rare and valuable, it will impart to you the the ability to heal others for a certain amount of time. Since you all seem quite squishy and easily injured, I've no doubt that would be useful.

In addition, if I receive enough power, I'll waste some of it on a treat for all of you. So there's plenty of reason to help me out. Get to work.

[And that seems to be that. No farewell here, just Hope shutting the feed off. Feel free to ask him questions, if you'd like. He might even answer.]

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