[ Hey there, Asgardians. You may not recognize this face. That's okay. It's his first post, and he's only halfway doing it for you. The other half is just for posterity. And there's a last like...15% that's just to drive a certain someone crazy. ]

Yo, people of Asgard, travelers and natives alike. I don't think we've met before. The name is Johnny Rayflo. It's a pleasure~

[ His voice is low, and everything around him is quiet - low lighting in the hall he's standing in, maybe the quietest murmur of voices far off in another room. It's late at night, somewhere past midnight, and he's lurking around the Sigyn halls, standing outside of room 603. ]

I've noticed that, since coming here, it gets kind of boring, huh? When you're a night owl like me, that is. And my poor son in there [ there's a gesture back to the door ] hasn't been adjusting very well. So I wanted in introduce everyone to him, so he could make some friends!

[ Well, there's that, and he wants to creep on him as he sleeps. Quieter, muttering to himself: ] And this time, that Sacra isn't here to ruin everything! Are you ready, ladies and gentlemen? [ A charming grin, and then he's quietly opening that door to a darkened room.

Yeah, he's breaking into Cherry's room. He creeps up to the bed with moves that would make any ninja proud, sidling up to the edge and angling it so that viewers can have a nice view of a head of blond hair snoring quietly on his pillow. ]

Isn't he precious? Last time I snuck in like this, he punched me. Can you believe that! Punched me! Such a cruel son I have, don't you think? But look, isn't he precious when he sleeps?

[ What he doesn't notice as he's whispering to the camera is that head of blond hair moving. ] Master. [ Uh oh. And suddenly, there's a scary, looming face for a second, before it blushes and goes tsun. ] What— What are you doing?! IS THAT ON?! TURN IT OFF RIGHT NOW!!

Wait, Cherry, I'm just—!!

TURN IT OFF!

[ A wrestling match ensues then, and after a minute or so, the feeds shuts off. ]


[ooc; this is forward-dated to later in the night on day 80! I have to leave for now, but I should be back in a couple of hours?]

[ It is, at first, unclear what is happening on the video feed. The picture is dizzying as the options are tinkered with, and a soft, hesitant voice can barely be heard. ]

...This bracelet...it's cold. I like it. The mechanics aren't that difficult to understand...

Oh...it's recording already? That's -

[ It switches off briefly. A few seconds later, a young woman in simple, demure clothing comes into focus, now looking more composed. ]

Hello...I was told this place is named Asgard. It seems many people have been taken here against their will. If there is anyone is from the Johto area out there, please let me know as soon as possible.

[ Her gaze drops. She's finished her prepared speech, and looks unsure what to say next. ]

Er...that is...I'm getting rather worried. I only have Rusty with me right now.

[ A W K W A R D pause. ] And, um, my name is Jasmine. A Gym Leader. By the way. Thank you.

[ The last words are cold and stilted, and she almost cringes at the change in herself. Way to make an impression! Standing up straight again, she shuts off the feed quickly. ]

[ Someone looks a little... bewildered? on this end of the bracelet. Yes, bewildered is probably a good word for it ]

The only time I've seen this much food in one place was in the Capitol. At least this quantity and variety. And definitely not in the Districts.

I know this isn't the Capitol [ and there's a certain sense of relief when he says that ] but I can't shake the similarities.

[ He clears his throat. It's time to get down to business ]

There's a girl I'm looking for and if I'm here, that means that she's here too. She has to be. [ Because he won't accept anything less ] Her name is Katniss Everdeen and the last I saw of her-- There was an explosion. Any of you would be worried about your new wife after something like that.

[ Of course, it's just a story left-over story from Panem, but if she's here somewhere, there has to be at least one kindhearted soul whose heart-strings his story will tug at ]

How many of you knew of an "Asgard" before arriving here? Be it a place, a land, a person, a book, an animal race or something else. Fictional or real both apply.

To rephrase: Did the word "Asgard" exist and mean anything in your world, and if yes, what? Or did you encounter it first after being drafted to this place?

[Testing the waters and theories.]