[Have a harried looking elementary school kid, Asgard. Conan looks severely put upon. His apron is too big and too pink. As if that wasn't enough, he's got a smudge of cupcake batter on one cheek and hasn't quite managed to get all the flour off his shirt.]

... never thought I'd be doing this.

Okay. For anyone confused, Cupcakes. A small cake, usually topped with icing and decorated with any manner of confectionary. In other words, it's a dessert.

First you make the cake part. Second you wait for it to cool and make the icing. Finally, you decorate. Since this is a competition, I probably shouldn't get into too much detail, but there's a couple of things that I think people need to know.

Namely, things that do not usually go in cupcakes -- things like vegetables, animal fat, arsenic. Everyone got that? Good.

ETA: Laundry powder is not for cooking with. In fact, if it's not already in the kitchen, don't put it in your food. And if it is in the kitchen, but you don't recognise it? Ask a responsible housemate.

((ooc: Hel housemates, the arsenic reference is not aimed at anyone in particular (unless you want it to be). I just figured that Hel's kitchen has to have a few suspect bottles floating around and Conan's got to have something to bitch about. So yes, please ignore Conan and merrily poison as many cupcakes as your hearts desire~!

eta: Sorry guys! Notifications are going astray. I hope I haven't left anyone waiting too long, but sorry if I have -- definitely wasn't intentional.))

[Hello, Asgard. Have a polite looking blond looking at you in the video feed. He didn't seem overly flustered at the moment, though there was a bit of worry in his eyes. He did seem, however, determined to make a proper first impression. He offered a small but serious looking smile to the video.]

Hello. My name is Quatre Raberba Winner. I have just arrived here, and have been told a few things, but I am curious if there is anything that the standard information doesn't tell us that anyone knows.

According to the people here, I am a follower of Sigyn here, so I'd also like to greet my fellow followers. [Pleasant smile, a little less seriousness here.]

Thank you all in advance for your help.

[And he'd disappear for now, awaiting your replies.]

[Terra has been busy in the past few weeks, working hard as assistant at the carpenter's workshop - one should to earn their keep here somehow after all. He sometimes spends the evenings training - either going through familiar motions to get used to the lack of magic and the addition of strength, End's of the Earth a familiar weight in his hands, or sometimes by just running his rounds to keep his endurance up.

He is already done for tonight however, and now he's just pulled himself up onto one of the roof tops a slight smile flickering over his face, just as he decides to leave a message over the network.

This scene is rather familiar after all.]

I once was taught... that each and every star out there is a world in it's own right. I always thought it almost hard to believe, that there could be that many worlds, but considering from just how many different places we all come from, I'm certain it must be true.

It's maybe just a small comfort, but I like to think that the light of our homes is shining down on us.

[...Even if said light had been ripped apart by the darkness, when he had last seen his home. He is certain the Land of Departure still exists. And one day, they'll return to rebuild it.

He shakes his head.]

We've had quite a few newcomers, huh? Many have said it already, but nevertheless, welcome to Asgard. I know it isn't easy to adjust to at first, but isn't a bad place to be at. If you are looking for friends or family - just drop a note here; in this post or on the network.

[He knows the pain of looking for one's important people, of having no idea of where or in what state they were; so he'll definitely help if he can. Even if only by keeping out an eye.]

Anyways, is there any swordfighters around here that would be interested in sparring? Not right now, but maybe sometimes later this week?

[Terra will keep sitting on his rooftop a little longer, starring up to the stars while turning his Wayfinder between his fingers. Care to bother him?]

[One down, two more to go it seems. It took him a while, but eventually he decided that perhaps this is faster than combing down the whole city for any other familiar face.]

Ahaha, we've been brought to such an odd place, haven't we?

Good day, folks. My name is Tohzuki Suzuya, and it seems like I'll be a temporary resident here along with everyone else. [A pause.] I hope you would take good care of me.

... It's a little too much to hope that this place is in Japan, isn't it?

[Another pause, before he shakes his head. Ah, no, no showing of discomfort.] Well, that wasn't what I wanted to ask, actually. I'm looking for a few friends of mine, since I'm not quite sure if they're around as well. Perhaps there's been someone who's seen them?

One would be a white-haired tough guy around my age? He's normally nice, but I think he should be making quite the ruckus right now. The other guy has short red hair and can speak both French and Japanese. He also has quite the appetite.

If you have seen any of these two, I would really appreciate it. I'm rather worried about them.

[ from the looks of it, your entertainment of the day comes during a starry night. Because that's all you'll see at first: an expanse of sky, sprinkled with those glowing balls of lights like celestial raisins, before someone speaks-- a teenaged girl, from the sound of it. ]

It's already this late?! I haven't even-- eh?

[ oh, here we go. Have a girl wearing an expression consisting of an interesting mix I'm Old Enough To Know Better and I Am So Lost Help. ]

U-um... somehow, I got a little sidetracked... I couldn't find a familiar constellation at all!

[ this is clearly distressing enough for her to forget continuing her one-sided conversation, until she blinks and the chagrined look returns. ]

Ah, but that's not important right now! The Sigyn district... can anyone tell me where it is?