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Hello. My name is Lucretia.

I know things are rough right now, and that we're all preparing for - well, for war, maybe. And I don't want to diminish the importance of that, or the work that anyone is doing. We need to be ready for whatever happens.

But I think we've all been a little stressed lately, and there's nothing like a shitty work-life balance to kill productivity, you know? And - it may not be midsummer here, but it sure feels like it.

So. Two days from now, there will be an Ice Festival in the imported housing district, outside building 4-3. [ It's just her backyard. This is very professional, it's fine. ] Anyone is welcome. I only ask that everyone maintain a minimum level of civility. If you have a beef with someone, leave it at the door.

Food and entertainment will be provided, but if anyone knows any ice spells and would be willing to help out, please feel free to volunteer.

This is BYOB. Any questions, let me know. Thank you.

sciencelizard

[She had waited. She had waited out the event, she had hoped that maybe it was just a trick, she had hoped that.... well, a lot of things. Alphys knows she should do video for this, because people like to see her face, but she just can't talk as well as she can type after all this time.]

hey!! uhm
its alphys
u probably all knew that from the name right there lol but uh
rosie's gone home i think
she hasnt been home in a bit and ive been trying to find her but it just
yeah =;n;=
im sorry if people were friends with her and i
i hope shes okay wherever she went
i miss her a lot
<3 <3 <3 <3

......................................uhm
i also wanted to ask everyone
if we can make it out of this
whatever happens to the null
what do you think is going to happen???
like aside from live hahaaaa like with us
i mean a bunch of us will get to go home obviously LMAOOO but like
what if you dont want to

if you could do anything
what would it be????

substances

sum1 told me there was pot here.

where.

need a distraction
wht's goin on?

[Strikeout text was hastily deleted about a minute or two after it was initially posted - feel free to have your character have seen it!]

stonebird

(She won't be the first or the last to deal with this, most likely. The heat of the jungle has overwhelmed the Northern lady and she is having to rest - thus it's understandable that her voice is weak.)

I have never felt so...faint. The heat is incredibly oppressive. I feel as if I can't breathe or think.

(Pausing to take a drink of water, she swallows with some difficulty.)

Is there a...remedy?

stealyoursoul

[There's a face that hasn't been seen for a few months on the network. Still, it's hard to forget someone who has black smudges for eyes when viewed either on video or in a photograph. Leo looks very much the same as the last time he was here, although there's a weary air about him, like he's not been able to rest in quite some time.

He just gets straight to the point, not in the mood to beat around the bush.]

So, what did I miss?

lemontree

[Jon, a member of the Guard often seen in an armored leather tunic with a full, fur-collared cloak over it, appears today in a loose-necked linen shirt and a pair of plain modern cotton twill trousers.]

The Null are coming. We don't know when, or how. We might have the turn of a moon, or we might have a year.

We ought to assume that we have less time than more of it. [ Also present is Dany, dressed similarly: simply, and for the jungle’s heat rather than the recent tundra’s chill. ] Better to prepare now than to wait any longer and regret the time lost.

[Jon turns his head to watch Daenerys as she speaks, then turns his head back to the camera.]

Back where I come from, I spent many years as a sworn brother, defending my people's lands from a foe at least as terrible as your Null, maybe greater. Now, at home, our home, [(his gaze slides sidelong to Daenerys, as he chooses which word to use)] we prepare for a greater attack. If we fail, it's the end of every living person. We think of what to shore up, what to protect, and where -- what will give all our people the greatest chance of survival.

We have to think about the same things here.

[ Dany listens patiently, but there is a hardness in her face: there is great danger at their door, and she knows better than most that not all are meant for the vanguard. ]

For those who cannot or will not fight, we will prepare the empty units within Delight’s housing to act as shelter. They seem defensible enough for our purposes and should provide a suitable refuge.

[ For everyone else, though? For the citizens of Hadriel who plan to fight the Null? Well: ]

Those aren't the only shelters around the city, but it seems fitting to have more of them. But they can't be the only defensible positions. Anything we can do to make the city more defensible, any way we can make our buildings stronger, we should be working on it. The gods have helped greatly, but we must help ourselves. We must fortify what we can and think of where and how we'll make our stand when the time comes.

What will you do? What can you do? Join us, or work to the same purpose -- the most important thing is that we all have a plan.

What's your plan?

soldier_blade

[The feed shows Sonya in the Guard HQ, looking worn out and a few shades of sickly green. She takes a few deep breaths before she's able to even speak.]

Listen...to those I've hurt..to those injured after what happened. I got this from Hope, after helping to return some of the Hosts. [She pulled out a small, pink sphere.] This should heal anyone with serious injuries. I can go to you if you can't be moved, or head to the clinic if they'll let me.

[This comes out forced, as though one wrong word or slip of emotion would force her to become actually sick.] I'm sorry...I really am.

[She should've fought against it, should've tried atleast, but she hadn't.]

ooc: add-on feel free to handwave if Sonya encountered your pup on a hunt.

lingeringhope

I have a request.

This may already be common knowledge, but the creatures that attacked you on this world are in fact what remains of our original host species. I thought they were all dead - we all did. Thanks to the efforts of some of you, we now know there are some still alive, and that they were cruelly experimented on and damaged by the Null.

I cannot allow them to continue as they are, in pain and lashing out around them. I ask that you capture them, as humanely and gently as possible, and bring them to my temple. I have created a place for them to live below it, and I will be able to heal them there. Once they're in my proximity, they should no longer be violent.

We will be leaving this world soon. I must save as many of them as I can. Though they attacked you, they're blameless in all of this, and they have always been a non-violent species. They attacked out of fear and pain.

I know that you will not wish to help me for no reason, so for each of the hosts you are able to bring me, I will grant you either a blessing or a gift of another kind, if it's within my power.

Thank you.

stonebird

Have you ever been in love?

(This is asked late one night and it might seem frivolous with the current concerns hovering over the populace of Hadriel. Yet Sansa believes love is important no matter how long someone lives - or where they are imprisoned. Besides, she had a taste of love recently and it's a frightening - and exhilarating - change of scenery for her.)

Can it last?

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

mttbrandlegs

[Well what do you know? A wild Mettaton appears!!

And he sounds particularly emphatic right off the bat; close to the camera, a manic look on his face. The only real question is...what he's so jazzed about given the stressful situation in the city.]

Well hello, darlings!! I hope that I have found you well today!

[Haha...funny. Funny joke, metal man.]

So I think I'll cut to the quick here--we could all use a pick me up, couldn't we!? Something active, something not drab and sad and most importantly, something to remind us that being happy and positive is the exact way to go about things!!!

No point in wallowing! Let's definitely NOT do that!!!

In keeping with such a statement, I propose that we have a contest! I was mostly thinking to myself about what I could do to contribute some good feelings to this city, and entertainment value is always a good thing, right?! And within recent memory, the last contest I held was a LEG CONTEST!! It's really simple, actually!

Contestants would be allowed 3 poses to best show off their beautiful legs, and whoever has the best legs as voted by the community will receive a surprise from me! Wow!!

[He winks, which of course always looks silly because he has only the one eye showing...and then he pretty much doubles down on enthusiasm, a shade under hysteric, as he wraps up his little address.]

So there it is!! If you're looking for a fabulous distraction, just get in contact with me! Publicly, privately, anything goes!! I look forward to the opportunity to host this within, oh...I don't know, a day or two!? The sooner the better, I say!!

Alright then, talk to you soon, sweeties!

[[OOC: This is just an exercise in Mettaton trying to repress the sadness. Is it working? Who knows.

If you are interested in participating in this potential contest, then feel free to check out the rules and how everything will work. I'll leave the network post up for 2 days before I put up any kind of log for the actual event. :3]]

hardwearing

[ Sup Hadriel. Today’s video opens on three people (Wash, Nate, and Kyna) sitting in front of Wash’s propped-up phone. They all look uncomfortable to varying degrees but it’s not clear yet why. After a few moments of dead air Wash clears his throat and opens awkwardly, as is his way. ]

Hey. Uh-- hello. We… a group of us, that is, have been gone for awhile on a trip out to the mountains to investigate the planet a little, maybe find out where the Hosts might have been coming from.

...more or less. An exploratory kind of thi- you know, that doesn’t really matter? We found something. It’s. It’s not great.

Not great’s… an understatement. [ Is this where he tells everyone they should sit down for this news? Maybe he should, but Wash presses forward anyway. ] We found what we thought was a bunker, like for survival. But it was actually a lab. A Null lab, where they were experimenting on the Hosts.

Experimenting is a friendly word for it. [ Nate, whose arms are folded resolutely over his chest, flexes his hands, tense. ] It was basically torture. Very meticulous, well-researched torture. As it turns out, the Null were implanting Hosts with- something, it was a piece of equipment they’d worked on for a while. Something to control them.

[ At the word torture Wash goes very still, jaw working with tension and Kyna glances toward him, frowning, before making a face and speaking up to divert attention back to herself. ]

Wow, guys, way to break the news gently. Anyway, there were like, videos and everything.

Footage that, um. Isn’t really suitable for public consumption. I’ll just leave it at that. Point is, the Null have been doing this for a while. And we just- [ He takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly. ] Want people to be safe.

It seemed like something everyone should know about. [ Wash chimes in just to agree, still looking tense but like he doesn’t know where to go from here. ]

Yeah so, uh… [Kyna pauses awkwardly, toying with her necklace.] I don’t know. I guess that kind of explains why they’ve been so violent towards us? Maybe we don’t have to fight the Hosts and the Null. [Or maybe that’s wishful thinking on Kyna’s part.] Anyway, I guess we’ll take questions if you guys have them? Or if anyone wants to know where the bunker is, but it sucks, so you’d probably hate it.

[ Rated -5 stars on Yelp. ]

(( OOC: This is the info dissemination post for this big ol' expedition!! (OOC rundown here.) Unless you want to talk to someone in particular, replies to this post will be fielded randomly by one of the adventurers! ))

dedikated

( Life gets in the way a lot at Hadriel, between events and polls and everything else, but eventually, Kate and Lup manage to follow up on their talks and discuss the story of the invasion. And all the people who don’t know, or don’t know enough.

For so much information, text is probably better, she thinks. )

Know a lot of you probably haven’t heard everything about the invasion and how it happened. You should, especially now.

( Which means it’s time for a Hadriel history lesson. Strap in, kids. )

We were brought here when Hadriel was still underground. Hope revived the other gods. We didn’t know what the Null were, or that they existed. Didn’t even know that Fear was teleporting the city each time. Or that the city was being pursued. Hope revived Love and something went wrong during the teleport. City got split in half, one half stuck dealing with the Null trying to get in.

Think that’s when Delight made a deal with the Null. Said it was to let us go in exchange for Hope’s life and the energy of the other gods. She gave them access to the network and information on the underground sites and movements.

( And here’s where Kate’s story has to involve some amount of hearsay, because she was immediately branded a danger to the Null’s plot. She’s still proud of that, but it might be easier to let Lup explain, since she actually got to interact with the Null there, however briefly. )

yo what up its ur girl lup here for hadriel storytime
long story short
the null contacted us outta the blue w their own lil personal hitlist
a group of hadriel folks they wanted to see put into the ground
promised to give us a god killing weapon or some shit
natch folks werent too happy w that
especially when there were kids on the hitlist
actual children that a bunch of dumb robutts thought were some kind of threat
so folks fucking rebelled the null got even more agro
and i guess thats when they decided to take shit into their own hands and come after us themselves

People were defending Hope’s temple. That’s when we found out Delight was the traitor. She killed most of the people there. Tried to kill Hope.

The Null invaded. Destroyed the original clinic and guard buildings. The library. The power generator. Hope was nearly killed. Sorrow was killed. Took using the monsters in the tunnels outside the city and from the fog zone to help us fight off the number of Null that were coming at us.

it was shit
absolute shit from all sides

( Kate pauses before adding to this, because she can’t ignore the personal side to all of this. She’d been on that list from the start. The Null were very specifically looking for her, and Delight had tried to have her hide in her temple, tried to keep her safe. )

Her decision killed a lot of people. Would have been permanent if Hope wasn’t protected by people here. Gods captured Delight during the attack. They asked us to vote on what to do with her. Locking her up won.

the whole point of this is the null cant be fucking trusted
the end
they dont get more chances after trying to murder us all before
trying to meet their demands or playing nice is gonna end in bloodshed all over again
u can fucking quote me on that one
they want the turbo liches dead and theyll cut thru all of us to get to them
delight fucked us all over sure but doing anything but attacking rn is a stupid move

( And, while that is the jist of it, Kate knows there’s other things to be said. That other people will remember other details, or have explanations about what happened to them personally during all of this, so she tacks on: )

If you’ve got something to add, do so.

redwinekindofgirl

Uh what the actual fuck.

ragnarsson

[Backdated to the 26th.]

[The video opens up with the Viking sitting on the ground. It's clear he's not used to working the device, but Alfred's given him enough instruction for him to work it competently. He's scratched up and bloody, but most of the gore on his face doesn't look like it's his. In fact, he looks rather pleased with himself, all things considered.]

If anyone sees one of those tentacle creatures with a knife stuck in its eye, please retrieve it for me. I was rather fond of that particular one.

[He pauses and grimaces.]

Also, are there any healers adept at fixing broken bones?

soldier_blade

[A quick look shows that Sonya's quarters seems to have escaped the whole 'island of misfit toys' curse. Much as she should be relieved by this, she seems more despondent and drained then anything.]

Up until this point, I've tried to keep personal history and stories from the network, but..fuck it, not like most of us are sleeping anyway. [There's no music in the background, something that those who know her would find strange. With electricity being in low supply, she's trying to conserve it for necessities only.]

For those who I haven't met, my name's Sonya Blade, Lieutenant colonel in the United States military if it means anything.

Back home, I have a two month old daughter who needs to be fed every few hours, even at night. Nothing I'm not used to, military shifts usually mean short nights anyway, but..I keep waking up out of habit and thinking Cass needs to be fed..or taken care of in some way.

Point being, it feels too damn empty in this place.

Does anyone need a place to wait out whatever's going on? I have enough room for two or three people, so long as one doesn't mind sharing a bed. As far as I know, nothing in my place is alive or moving.

stonebird

(The clack, clack of a teapot hopping across a table will accompany this transmission. Sansa is less frightened and more amused based on her laughter and she ends up lifting the pot and holding it securely in her arms.)

Did you ever imagine your room coming to life as a child? I used to envision my furniture having a mouth, eyes and legs.

(Should she be more frightened of this? Maybe. But it feels so good to laugh and most of her household items are rather...cute. Except for the bigger items. She would rather they not drag themselves from room to room.

In fact, her bed seems to be doing that right now, causing her to look up at the ceiling suspiciously.)

We won't be resting much in this house unless I can convince them to sleep with me.

(The little teapot wiggles free of her and claps its lid as if to say "we've slept enough!".)

Of all the possible fairy-tales, why did the gods choose this one, I wonder?

missiondeterminant

[Connor is normally all 'important business' when he talks to the network, and to be fair that's going to be a part of this broadcast. However, there's something much more important to address first.

So the broadcast starts off by showing a clear bin--some sort of small tupperware or plastic container with damaged edges and no lid--filled with water, in which sits a glass shark. But it only sits for a few seconds, then gives a little wiggle like it's doing its best to swim, bumping its glass nose gently into the side of the container. It continues this still, then little swim, then still again pattern for a few repetitions until Connor picks up the phone to address the network properly.

As usual he has a hat covering his LED, but he's back to the beanie he'd bedazzled a few months ago; it has a big dipper on it, and it's awesome. Connor looks a little brighter than usual, even if it might be hard to tell, because he loves this event so far omg.]

Has anyone else noticed strange behavior from objects around them?

[And has it been this cute for anyone else, because this is cute and he wants the shark to stay this way forever please. Not really having many possessions or even furniture is working out for him this event.

But more seriously--]

It's been a few months since I last addressed the network about acquiring medical supplies for those who aren't human or near-human, and it seems we've had several new arrivals in that time who may need them. However, because these needs might be very individualized, those with specific requirements should make them known in advance so we can try to get any necessary supplies in stock.

If you're concerned about privacy you could respond anonymously, or leave a note or message at the Lab. Otherwise, just contact me with details of what you might need.

[That all said, broadcast over; Connor has to go come up with a name for his temporarily animate shark.]

bindsthedead

-Is this working? I hope it is. [The words are have muttered, since Sabriel's speaking to herself. Then she takes a deep breath, and speaks, her words much clearer as she's now speaking into the microphone. Her tone is also a lot more formal.]

Greetings. My name is Sabriel, and I'm a recent arrival here- I'd like to do my best to help, so if anyone has need of me, I will do my best to help. I have some skill in Charter magic and swordplay and I- [Sabriel almost says 'I'm a necromancer' but thinks better of it- best to avoid misunderstandings.] I have training in dealing with the restless Dead.

Also, I understand that a creature from my world is here. His name is Mogget, and I would like to find him as soon as possible. [And Sabriel's tone abruptly changes. The formality fades, and her voice becomes more urgent.]

And for everyone's sake, don't try to remove his collar!

onlyanautomaton

Locked to the Fire Brigade:

Good day.

Mr. Curufin, the Fire Brigade's head and founder, is no longer here.

Who will be assuming command?

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✫ 006 [text] backdated to 5/3

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❅ Eighteen (Voice)

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