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[ The audio feed is the first thing to come on, though that's just because Tina has her thumb over the camera, purposefully of course! She doesn't want to spoil the big reveal. ]

Ahem~!

[ She clears her throat first before putting on her dressy, fancy, English voice to address you all. ]

My fair lay~deez and genteel dudebros! Do not attempt to adjust your screens! This is NOT a test of the emergency broadcast system, this is the real thing yo!

[ A small shuffling sound can be heard as the talking pauses. Tina's getting herself into position you see! ]

Introducing! The most badassest! The mostest bodacious and bootylicious! Her 'splosions are to die for LITERALLY! You know her as the talented, tiny teen terroar that tries too hard to- kdahbpuh! OH FORGET IT BISHES! TA- DAH!!

[ Tina removes her thumb from the camera, finally letting you see her standing on top of a small pile of homemade, scrap mines ( most are just full or springs and glitter, she's not that crazy yo) Pressing the ignition button as the sparks fly and pink glitter explodes around her. It kinda fizzles out pretty quickly though... probably due to the humidity. She'll have to work the bugs out next time. ]

I'm back! Did y'all miss me? Huh huh huh!? Did'ja? I mean pfft it's obvs yoo did boo, an' it's totes obvs ya wanted lil old moi to come and help take down the nasty robot threat, 'cause I'm cool like dat gurl, you love me, it's all gud, I know.

[ Bouncing from foot to foot, staring at the camera with that crazy look of hers. Tiny Tina has, embarrassingly and surprisingly, been here for little under a month already... You've just not seen her as she's been in a comatose state. Partly due to the heat here and partly due to the excessive amounts of chocolate chip cookies she consumed prior to arrival. ]

lingeringhope

[In the background can be heard the thudding, drilling noises that started early this morning and haven't stopped for a moment since. While they're still faint enough that it's possible to ignore them, that won't be the case for long.

Hope looks determined, but there's worry visible there too.]

They've found us. If you are on this side, with Fear and I, we need your help. I would ask you to venture into the caves around the city and collapse them - Rage will provide explosives for this, or if you have abilities that make it possible, use them. Go as deep as you can and destroy them on the way back in. We need it to be as difficult as possible for them to get here.

[He winces as a particularly loud noise echoes through the cave.]

It will be dangerous. There are still monsters in there. But we have no other choice - this is the only way to ensure our survival until Fear can transport us out. Thank you for your help.

[The video flickers off. Hope's responses will be brief and limited, as he is quite busy trying to keep everyone alive.]

thirdreturned

Many of you seem to be unhappy.

We don't all necessarily want you to be happy, but acceptance and adaptation to your situation would be a start. The only question that remains is: how?

It is clear to us that your species resolves many issues through communication. Unfortunately, none of us understand the human psyche as clearly as others of your species, and so I leave it to you to communicate with and to help one another.

You may consider this post an open forum in which you can discuss what's been bothering you. In turn, I will conceal your identities, so that you may help one another without preconceived biases. If you'd like to reveal yourselves to one another, the option is there, but unnecessary.

Heal. Recover.

I'll leave you to it.

[[This is an event post for the Never Log In event! Remember, characters are compelled to get things off of their chest here, as well as to help others- and of course, please stay oocly logged in for your comments!]]

survivorsguilt

[It's taken a few days for Ellie to find her way. She has an apartment, but she's not getting comfortable or even really considering it 'hers'. It's temporary. A good hideout until she moves again. She knows where to find food, but she's not going to get lazy. It feels like a good idea to stay in the practice of fending for herself as often as she can.

Figuring out the network and how to do anything with her phone had taken some practice. But now that she's got the basics down, there's something important Ellie needs to ask.]

im looking for joel. hes a big grumpy guy with good aim and a talent for pissing people off. if you see him, tell him ellie is looking for him. joel if you can see this but you cant answer me, im hanging around those weird tall pointy apartments. let me know youre okay.

[It's way easier to say that kind of thing over text, where no one can hear her voice fill with worry. She doesn't really want to consider the possibility that he's not here. That she's alone again.]

burn_all_the_babies

Whats'a gurl gotta doo to get her mitts on sum crumpets around here? I mean, whoos I gotta blow up!? Imma doo it, I am if I gots to!

[ Tiny Tina has come to the network for one very important reason today. Her evil double twin kind of accidentally on purpose ate all of her food reserves. She did, however, leave a wonderful tin can castle, complete with moat and drawbridge from the empty cans for Tina to play with! But yea... Ate all her food. Not cool. Not cool at all. ]

Okay~ So like, Imma bee reeeel generous right 'bout now, SO LISTEN UP FOO! My sista from another mista, went and done me like Goldie Glocks went and dun dem poor ol' bears. SHE ATE ALL OF THE FOODZ! UGH! I got mutha Hubbard... I got mutah Hubbard so hard, right in the cupboard...

So~ Why is dis me bean generous I hear yoo cry~?! Simple! If yoo can make me some, oh I dunno~ Crumpets or choc-chip cookies, heck I'd even settle for a dank ass salad gurl! But yes! If sumone wants'a be so kind~ and doo me this flava, Imma make dem any kinda badass, bubblegum chewin', name takin', bra removin', super powah'd weapon of they dreams~

[ despite her tone and general butchering of language, Tina is being very, very serious. She has supplies, homemade explosives, homemade bullets and not to mention she still has some of that eridium from her homeworld of Pandora left. She's crazy and capable of anything at this point. ]

Dis is a once in a lyfe time opportunity yo. Yoo be cray cray to turn dis up. Mmm!

circumitus

[Early morning, the rare sight of Rey's actual scarred face greets the network. The angle is skewed, like she's set the phone in a way to display a scene behind her. Her head tilted, face and neck still smudged with dried up dirt and blood, an unusual smile graces her expression, devoid of mirth.]

"Guess there's no point in pretenses, is there? We all get what's going on by now."

[As she says this, she steps back, revealing the scene behind her: The Guard Headquarters. Packs of explosives are attached to the exterior within the video's range of vision, enough to blow a decent hole in one half of the structure.

[She fiddles with her hands for a moment, before a burst of flame erupts from her fingertips in her left one.] "Salamanders aren't exactly the most graceful creatures. They're slimy, funny-looking...

"A very appropriate epithet for us, wouldn't you think?"

[Her smile widens. Her usual monotone superseded by an amused hint in her voice:] "You want to know why this bitch would rather you all suffer in this place forever than to return back to the pisspits where we all came before that Door ripped us here?" [She crouches down, bringing attention to a stream of liquid leading to the HQ.] "It's because, where we're from, the 'Salamander' is among the most abhorred, feared, and destructive monster the world has ever known. We have killed so many people, we have completely lost count.

"This place proves to be a rather convenient do-over. Somewhere you're no longer associated with the numbers of widows and orphans you've made and how you've cut whole bloodlines to extinction. What a cowardly thing to do. So unfair."

[She brings her fiery hand to the ground. Her fingers barely touch the liquid line before it erupts into flame. And then trails all the way to the Headquarters.

[The explosions are deafening. After a few seconds, it's clear that not only are there explosive materials placed on the outside, but inside as well, maximizing the damage.

[Once things quiet, and all that's left are the crackling of flames behind her, and the crumbling of structure, all that's left is a scar-faced woman with a wicked smile:]

"Salamanders are truly disgusting creatures. Don't you think?"

[Might want to put out that fire before Hadriel is left without a Guard building.]

secondreturned

I think that, um, with all those portals being closed, that's the last of the things that the Door brought through. I can't sense anything else, anyway.

Whew!!! What a crazy couple of weeks! You guys were all real troopers for hanging in there with us. I really thought we might be able to send you home!

I'd say "drinks are on me", but they kind of always are... so stop by for some drinks if you want! I've got some Delight shots ready to serve up too if any of you want to party all night with me!!! It's gonna be really fun, okay? We can forget all about that weird Door/demon/disaster stuff for awhile and just have a good time.

I'm already looking forward to it!

prazerbutterfly

Oho, just when it was finally getting less noisy... Some of you are recklessly hasty. [Not that he cares what happens to a lot of people here. He could name only two off the top of his head he'd have any shred of concern for given that Chris was not bad for a human and Sans was just... Sans.

The Noah's been non-existent on the network or anywhere for a while now and anyone that had been keeping an eye on him considering he could be a danger at any time would know that isn't normal. Even now with his shirt hanging open and his skin bare to show that long scar that extends his entire torso he's fingering a still healing wound near his gut. Innocence wounds take a while to heal on a Noah.] Pushing a god or anyone near invincible when you have no control over them is foolish. It gets them to retaliate or makes them showy. They are arrogant and act more like humans than gods. Don't be stupid.

[He pauses with a narrow of his eyes in thought.] In a little town I visited once I encountered a man. Near blew my hat off with the explosion he used to puncture one of the city walls. Fancy coat, emblems clear, I knew he was the enemy. The same scenario a hundred times before. Yet the town was the evacuated and there I was. He questioned my motive and circled me as if I was common prey. I didn't have to kill him. There was no need. I asked his name...

Daisya. Daisya Barry he said. Not on my list. Again, I didn't have to kill him. I bid him good night, safe travels, farewells. [Grin.] But he used that stupid little ball to attack me instantly. He couldn't let it go. He couldn't just walk away. He had to keep pushing despite the fact he was alone and outmatched with comrades nearby. Heh, even after figuring out what I was. Foolish and hasty. I gave him a chance but he didn't take it. He was weak so it went quickly but his screams echoed into the night and his pathetic, broken, weak and dead body hung there all night.

There is proof in those that have returned and left that we are going home. I hate being here as much as the next person but I'm not going to put a ton of effort out trying to fight a god when it'll do nothing for me in the long run. Besides, even if you did win, then what? Do any of you actually have what it takes to do what you must. Even then do you honestly think they even can send us home? You've seen what that resulted in. They tried. You whined.

In any case, I'll be out today on the streets. Cigarettes, lunch or bandages would be highly welcomed. I have nothing better to do.

therewillbeorder

[It has been a strange couple of weeks but one thing had been nagging his thoughts. He had no recollection of being here before despite Maketh Tua recognizing him which bothered him so he was ready to see how that was possible.

Given he's not up to doing much exploring while he recovered from his encounter with Ahsoka, this seemed like the perfect time.His head still felt like it was going to split open still but his gaze was still focused as he stared at the screen of his phone.

He's not hiding who he is for this video, perfectly composed as usual. If there is anyone else from the First Order or the Empire, this should weed them out fairly efficiently.]

I suppose introductions aren't necessary given some of you may know me already. But you're going to have to refresh my memory as to who is who here if we were acquainted before.

[Hopefully that would yield some information to keep him occupied. He smirked just slightly, leaning back in his seat.]

For those of you I'm not already acquainted with, I'm sure we'll get to know each other soon enough so feel free to introduce yourself. I'm interested in getting to know who else I may be stuck here with.

thechoiceisyours

[Chris is at the bar today, looking like he's more interested in having a nap than making a broadcast. But he has a large coffee, at least, and manages a smile for the camera at the video starts.]

Hey. It's uh, been a little weird around here lately, huh?

[What with people arriving in two waves at completely the wrong time and all. But at least there's been some good snacks, even if Chris carefully avoided Delight's energy shots.]

Um, this has nothing to do with any of that, but I was uh... Hoping someone would be willing to like, talk about making a deal to trade for some bullets or something. I kind of ran through what I had during the whole zombie incident.

[Or well, most of them; he'd used the last one later on during the Confusion event, but those are unnecessary details.]

So uh... Yeah. That's about it.

[Have an awkward, dorky wave before he disconnects.]

burn_all_the_babies

[ You might be enjoying your evening, relaxing and trying to unwind after all that butt-crap that's been going down in the City lately, huh? Well that's all about to change as a rather loud young lady graces the network on your devices. She needs some supplies and isn't shy about asking for them. ]

HELLOOOO BITCHES!!

[ Let's hope non of you have headphone and are wearing them for this one. ]

Ight! I'mma get straight to the point like ma' name was Zero. I needs one of yous fine ladies to do me a flava! Y'get me? MMM!

[ Just to clarify, when she says 'ladies' she's not really specifying, she kind of calls everyone a lady soooo... ]

I needs someone whos all up and gots fingers that was crafted by the God's themselves~ Heavenly divine digits that could dissemble ass hairs off a fly and have it say "Oh~ that tickles, may I have another~?"

[ She's getting distracted, bear with her. ]

I've got the wood and shizz, just need someone who is good with the human form. Otherwise deez characters are all up and gonna be rabbit styled! OH and some dice!! Gurls can't get her game on without the D's yo!

[ In summary; Tina would like to enquire if anyone has any experience whittling wood. She's trying to make some figures for a game she'd like to play. ]

cashlin

Heya, cavebros!

[A little wave! Hadrielites new and old, you're treated to a tattooed, more-enthusiastic-than-she-should-be redhead. She looks somewhat casual today, apart from the shotgun resting innocently across her lap, and is seated on her apartment's couch as if they weren't all facing imminent zombie-related terrors.]

Ignore Hyperion just now. Obviously, someone's been hitting whatever gross bathtub stash he and his weirdo roommate keep stocked: he's not aware that we're in the middle of a friggin' zombie apocalypse.

[hoo. anyway. Lilith huffs, rolling her eyes, and cocks her shotgun.]

I have a couple things I wanna propose to you guys, since nobody's gonna beat my Ms. Pac-Man score. Ever. [Yes, that IS a challenge.] I'm in my spire and getting bored of window-sniping zombies, so is anybody down for a rousing game of... I'unno, tabletop? I remember the rules well enough that we can use the boards and dice I salvaged from the stupid board games that the gods dropped all over the place. Either that or we can have a zombie-shooting party on the roof! It'll be fine. We can light some of 'em up-- that'll be sweet, right?

[Suddenly, there's an ominous groaning and shuffling from the other side of the room: Lilith, swearing under her breath, fires her gun at something off-camera that crumples with a resounding thump. She makes a little sound of disgust before setting her gun back down.]

Ugh. I wanted to keep that one, too... Maybe wait to come over 'till I throw this guy out the window.

[The camera briefly pans to a now-truly-dead undead she'd....kept tied up????? in the???? corner???? lilith wtf.... before she cuts the feed.]

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