So! I've heard quite the chatter about these bracelets since my arrival here. Seems quite a few people have misplaced them and suffered some rather unfortunate consequences---Though if I'm being honest, I'd have to say it's gone and piqued my interest more than anything, and all the buzz has got me wondering just what it is these bracelets do.

Now, I know that  they allow us to communicate over long distances and such, and that if one loses theirs they lose their personality along with it. Though there are a few things I'm not really clear on. I mean, what would happen if two people were to switch bracelets? Would they both lose personality? Or perhaps they'd switch personalities entirely--imagine what the implications would be!

Now, I'd really like to try it out myself, but before I do: Has such a thing been done in the past? And if not, would anyone be willing to give it a go? It might yield some interesting results.

Honestly, I don't understand how people don't love snow. It's cold, yes, but...overall, it's just very pretty, isn't it? How could you not love that?

[Well, here's a familiar face to some- Cheriour is standing on top of a snow pile, beaming and looking very proud of himself as his clock eyes tick on.]

[He tilts his head quizzically at the camera.]

But I have to say, I'm a bit confused as to what in the world some people do with it! You see, I'e been reading these books about what people do in the snow, and while some things are rather self-explanatory, others are...less so. For example, snowballs I understand, but what in the world is "snowboarding"? Is that like putting boards on snow, or...? And it seems a lot like skiing, too, by the sound of it! Except...I'm at a loss as to what skiing is, too. It sounds fun to say, though, skiing...

[A pause, before he shakes his head.]

Oh, oh, but there was something that I was very intrigued by in the books I read, and I don't really know if I did it correctly or not, but...I made a snow angel!

[And the camera pans over to show, well, this:]

[ O'Brien's been lucky enough that nobody's he's ever known all too well has left, despite having been here a good amount of time. So he's never really had to make a post opening like this before- but he really figures he should, despite how unfortunate the whole thing is. Or fortunate. It all depends on how this turns out- can't make a full analysis of a situation without knowing more details, after all. ]

Jasmine has left the city. It looks like her Pokemon have gone with her, but anyone who's more familiar with them and where she was staying should check if they haven't already.

I haven't been able to find Hilda either, if anyone is looking for her. But it doesn't look like she's been sent back to her world. [ Which is just as troubling. She's not the type to get herself in a situation like...the last time again, is she? And would the gods do that again after what happened the last time, on top of that? She could've just lost her bracelet, but...hm. ]

We're still looking for volunteers to help us create more emergency kits at the hospital. We're looking to have some put in more areas around each district now, in case we get attacked again on the same scale as last time. And we need people with Drawing Life to create supplies. Talk to me or Conan if you want to help.

[ filtered to Uther Pendragon / foodshortage ]
It's O'Brien. Conan said you wanted to talk to me.

[ Natasha has to say something. She can’t just stay silent. But what to say? That this all has a really unpleasant ring of nostalgia to it? That she’s read the SHIELD file on Asgard before and either their intel was completely off base, or this entire place was not what it was claiming to be? No. She couldn’t alienate an entire group of people right off, not when it seemed like they earnestly believed what they were being told. She’d been watching them for a few hours now, silently observing – learning. She’s even taught herself how to use her bracelet, reading back on the last few days and fiddling around with her settings.

Now it was time to join in.]

I’m not sure .. if I’m doing this correctly. My name is Natalie Rushman. I was on Earth and then now.. I’m here and that strange woman is telling me that I’m in some sort of house and I was given a bracelet…

[ She’s the very picture of a confused, out of place woman, if a little bit more collected than most. There isn’t any crying, hysterics or babbling going on over here. ‘Natalie’ is a little pale, but that could be chalked up to the lighting. In fact, it almost looks like she’s standing in front of a window, with the sun behind her, obscuring parts of her face – it makes it hard to make out who exactly is speaking into the video. ]

Is there anyone .. who can try and explain to me what is really going on? Someone who has an actual face and has been here for a while?


( ooc: bringing you one spy! her post is going to be tagged with her real name "natasha romanova" so technically, if your character is the type to figure these things out, feel free to have her catch her in her 'lie' - just don't expect her to go down without a fight. (; )