[ Good afternoon, Asgard. You'll see a boy on your bracelet screen, wearing a gracious blue school uniform, staring intensely at the screen. When he notices how he's gazing at it, he'll blush and look away briefly.

Sad thoughts have been surfacing in his mind more frequently; he had few friends and Anri was nowhere to be found. All in all, he was burdened with absolutely nothing, and suffered because of that. The excitement in Asgard was dwindling quick, and he realizes it's his own fault -- not getting out much and relying on disappearing others could just be it. ]

I don't know if any of you would care to hear what I have to say, so you can skip this if you'd like. [ A pause as he breathes in and exhales, continuing. ] I've been contemplating my time here, and in the end I've come up with a single question as my conclusion: why am I here?

Newcomers and old travellers alike -- instead of asking everyone around you that one question, I'd like you to ask yourself it, instead. Why are you here? What makes you special? [ A beat. ] I understand the irony of this network broadcast can be a bit amusing, but trust me, motivations have reason. I'm sorry if this has been asked before.

[ Somehow, he doesn't regret posting this un-anon. ]

[ As it happens, the boy's voice could be a little quieter, a little more distant - possibly, if he'd ridden in with a horde of the undead. ]

How do you... resign?

[ Slight pause. ]

When I tried to, they weren't the right words. Right sounding. Right on paper. Right to think abou - ...right. Sorry. That's impolite to ask all of a sudden, without a proper greeting. My bad.

[ A hint louder, more rehearsed - ]

Good day. Pleased to meet you. How do you do.

[ And now back to the pathetic old track. ]

If it's all the same to you: how do you resign from something like this?

[ After previously investigating his new surroundings, Aoba finally decided to get around and make friends. For reasons, he decided not to show his face right off the bat, as he was irritated at the discovery of seeing THAT MAN'S name under the contacts list. It was hilarious to imagine a pompous guy like that was also being dragged around by the gods, but it was despicable to think they were possibly in the same vicinity. And considering his personality, he must not be too far off from the Loki resident...

No matter. That Orihara Izaya must also know he was here as well, along with a couple of other familiar acquaintances. There was nothing left to do but to take prudent measures and stay a couple of steps ahead. ]

Hello, everyone in Asgard! I'm Aoba Kuronuma from the House of Loki. I'm a fresh face, so I hope to get along with all the senpai in my household. Please take good care of me~

Of course, that goes for the people in the other houses, too.

As I told a lovely girl a while ago, I'm looking for fellow newbies to group together and share information. Please contact me if you're interested! And even if you're an oldie, I would be very interested in a tour if you're willing ☆

And to share a little bit about myself, I came from a certain busy city in Japan. Which is why I'm not very used to things here yet... Oh, but! You know what does feel familiar, though?

The houses! If you think about it, don't you think we're all kind of like gangs? My old district was pretty infamous for it's notorious gangs and yakuza. It kind of scared me to think I was living in the same place as such dangerous people.

[ Says... the previous leader of his own gang. ]

But everyone is so nice over here. I'm glad...

[ The video feed turns on to show a face that her friends may not have seen in a while. It's Twilight Sparkle, as evident by her rather distinct mane - er, hair. Said hair is messy in the worst way- unbrushed, untamed, and unquestionably, undeniably unkempt in every way. She looks like she's been through a harrowing ordeal, at least by the state she's in, but she seems to be smiling rather broadly and clutching a few books to her chest. ]

Good evening, everypony.

It certainly feels like I haven't checked in for a fair bit, so I thought I would let all of my friends know that I am all right and doing perfectly well. [ Despite her appearance. ] It's just been a crazy week [ month ] of studying! And I maaay have lost track of time a little. [ A lot. ]

Have I missed anything important? I'm sorry, I really should have at least checked this device more often, even if just to keep in contact with everypony. But I found some books on Starswirl the Bearded that I haven't seen in the Canterlot Archives, and then I followed several references mentioned in that book and found some related volumes penned by Clover the Clever...

[ Okay, somepony can stop her now, before she rants all about the fruits of her research. no really, stop her. Please.

Also, somepony might want to mention that Fluttershy showed up. You know. Because that's important. ]

... Luka-onee, Luka-onee. I pushed the button, but we didn't decide what to sing...

[ Oh dear .. This isn't much of a surprise to her, but at the same time it is rather endearing of Miku to do every now and then. As the elder sister to the younger Vocaloid, she'd have to do a little damage control. ] Oh my, let's see .. We should sing something upbeat. [ She thinks, at least. ] Why not .. "World's End Dancehall"? Do you remember that one?

I do! Hmm, it's a little sad, but it's a hopeful song, so it's appropriate... Okay, I'm ready, I'm all pumped up now♪! [ And then, with no music, they begin to sing. Of course, being robots, there is a certain tinny quality to their voices, but the song is quite lovely, even so: At the boundary lines mixed with jokes, a little farther ahead of the stairs, there is nothing good there at all, huh? Shall I try to guide you instead? They dance in tune with the song, despite the lack of a (physical, at least) audience -- and though you can't see it over the broadcast, anyone in Freyr is welcome to come and see their performance!

Finally, their song ends, and Miku clasps her hands together. ]

Did you feel it? I bet you felt it! All of our thoughts are with you, so please remember that Luka and Miku are here for everyone. No matter what, I'm sure you'll find each other... even if it's at the World's End Dancehall.

[ And here -- the feed turns from voice to text. ]

Hey, you know... Since we're all here, we should help each other out. What do you think? If we join together, I'm sure we can find a way to make this place lots of fun and maybe even go home! With that in mind, if you could look at the recent posts, you'll see lots of people are looking for loved ones! Sons, daughters, friends, all really important people.. So, let's all look out for these people, and help them find their loved ones! It would be super, super helpful!! It's scary to be alone, so let's help each other, okay! ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

[ ooc notes: Blue is Miku, and pink is Luka! They will both be tagging back! Luka and Miku are in Freyr house, so anyone in Freyr house is welcome to stumble upon them performing. Here are the translated lyrics for the song they sing and the dance in the linked video is the one they perform. ]

[ The video feed starts up, showing an anxious and alarmed young woman. ]

H-Hello? Is this working?

Um…my name is Alita Tiala. I’m new here, if you couldn’t already tell.

[ She pauses, clutching her hand to her chest and looking distressed. ]

I suppose this should be a relief, but to tell you the truth, I’m a little afraid of being in a place like this. Is it dangerous here? I...just have a bad feeling about this, I suppose. Does anyone else have that feeling? I hope I’m not alone.

[ Another pause as she looks away timidly. ]

…Thank you in advance. I’m sorry for being troublesome.

[This has all been horrendously confusing. When the video comes on, it's to the curious face of a young, pretty metrosexual looking guy. A teenager, clearly, and one who's currently in the park in the dwindling sunset.]

This is kind of like a BBS, right? Or a chat room?

It's kinda cool, but this is all cliche, isn't it? I've watched a lot of sci-fi movies, and this is really overdone! I know I'm a handsome, desirable protagonist, but this is a really lame set-up for a movie! I didn't even find any cool clues to foreshadow it!

[He smiles, and laughs, but still looks a little disoriented despite the enthusiastic gesturing that accompanies his speech.]

And anyway, girls with no faces aren't as nice! They don't even smile or blush! The only person I've seen who was interesting at all was a weird old man trying to warn me about something. Not sexy at all!

But I bet there's some cute girls around, right? Other people like me? If you're pretty and looking for a good time, answer this ASAP! It's of vital importance!

[ Here is a young woman walking slowly through the streets of Asgard, noticeably new if only by the concerned look on her face as she glances about, her surroundings obviously unfamiliar to her. But perhaps of greater interest is the armor she wears, though her helmet is off and tucked under one arm, her strange key-shaped sword clutched in her other hand.

She's got a lot on her mind. The first thing she'd noticed is that her armor wasn't responding to her, only to lead very quickly to the realization that her Keyblade was ... inert. It felt dead in her hands, like all the light and all the power had gone out of it.

And as she walks, she notices other senses deadened, too. She cannot feel the Light or the Darkness. The only magic she's been able to produce has been a bit of ice - none of her normal spells, and nothing of her own personal magic, either.

When she finally stops, she stands before the Welcome Hall of Odin, staring up at it with more than a little uncertainty. She shifts her Keyblade into the hand also gripping her helmet, and presses her free hand to her mouth. ]

Restoring this world... and the one from whence I came.

Something about this is not right.

[ With a final sigh, Aqua lowers her arm and moves towards the door of Odin house, letting herself in to find "her" lodgings and perhaps come across anyone who might be able to explain things to her.

When she later does make it to her room, she will use her bracelet to make a video post to the network -- by now, she has managed to take off all of her armor and store it and her Keyblade out of sight, leaving her dressed in her normal clothes. ]

I've been told I can use this bracelet to communicate with all the other travelers in this place. My name is Aqua, and I'll be staying in Odin. Please, if anyone could help me, I'm looking for my friends. Their names are Terra and Ven. It's really important that I find them, so if you've heard anything at all, I'd really appreciate hearing it.

[ A beat, before she continues. ] Is ... it true that each person here is from a different world?

[ She remembers her charge: "do not tell anyone there are other worlds." But it was one of the very first things mentioned in the welcome letter she was given. Perhaps she can find out more about this strange place, what could very well be a nexus of all worlds -- the first thing of its kind that she's ever heard of.

How very strange indeed. ]

[ Takane seems to be her usual unperturbed poker-faced self this freezing fine late afternoon, though anyone who really knows her (as best as one can know Takane) might notice that her eyes are darker than usual-- her only sign of sadness for the loss of a close friend. Other than that, once again, she's as cool as a cucumber and dressed warmly. From the looks of things, she's on a stroll outside. ]

The heart's hidden depths
Stir and invoke dormant strength
Unbidden, change comes.

[ and with that little haiku done, her gaze turns steady. ]

I will extend my dearest wish that the day finds the inhabitants well. At the heels of great struggle follow resilience and renewed resolution. As such, it is entirely possible that new discoveries will be chanced upon. For our companions, for ourselves.

Have you not felt that which slumbers within you rouse to greater heights?

[ and if anyone understood that, she's referring to a power upgrade.

Obviously. It seems she would say more, but there's the sound of high-pitched, excited voices nearby, and she turns her head to study the source. After a moment, she smiles. ]

Then, if you would excuse me.

[ and this thing that's so caught her attention? Well.

Simply put, if you're wandering the Freyr District, you will see a very elegant and dignified young lady... jumping rope with a bunch of kids. And faring rather impressively for someone in a long skirt. There's also a tiny pig looking on. Yeah. That's his owner not acting her age. ]

[today, members of Freya may notice a young boy in the entrance area of the welcome hall. he's just come in from an excursion outside—that had ended prematurely, thanks to the recent commotion with the fairies. luckily, he gotten back inside before any real damage could be done; there are some traces of frost in his hair, but it easily blends with his white hair. after a few moments of just standing around and trying to catch his breath, he looks around as he tries to take in his surroundings. he then brings himself over to one of the chairs, soon settling down with a heavy sigh.

as he tinkers with his bracelet for the first time, he stops to wonder if it's really all right to just... he's a bit wary as he addresses the network, but he figures... since this is supposedly a new world, completely different from the one he had come from, there should be no harm in sharing his identity, right? ... even though it can't be seen in the video feed from this angle (and wouldn't really mean anything to anyone anyway), he still fidgets with the bandana over his left wrist, making sure it's covering the mark on his skin. he's tougher now. he can do this.]

Um... hi there. My name is Hope Estheim. I guess it's already kind of obvious, but I'm new here. I'm looking for a few people—their names are Lightning, Snow, Vanille, Fang, and Sazh. If you've heard of or seen any of them, please let me know. It's important that I find them as soon as I can... if they're here, that is.

In the meantime... whatever's going on right now isn't normal around here, is it? I don't have any problem with snow or the cold, but I don't really want to get attacked every time I tried to go outside, especially when I can't do anything about it.

[he pauses for a bit after that; there's obviously more he wants to ask—just what is this place, after all, and why exactly were they brought here—but he needs to stay focused on finding his friends for now. those other things can wait. he sighs one more time, but he's got a brave face on; he then gives one last acknowledging nod.]

...Right. Guess it's no use worrying about that right now. In any case, thanks in advance.

[Kyo’s not happy, not happy at all. In fact he’s really irritated. He didn’t sign up for this NOPE, NOT AT ALL. But he’s not about to start breaking shit. Not yet anyways.]

So we’re all stuck here, huh? Great, JUST GREAT. What a drag...Can’t say as I really wanna be at the beck and call of some gods? But what can I do, right?

Its just like the cycle continues, same thing over and over again. [he can’t accept his fate of being trapped afterall.  To him its just a new master, same deal.  This time he can't be his own man for once.  But maybe, just maybe if he could get away from the Sohma's he could change that]

Hey, if we're brought here, does that mean that other people are here? People we know? [oh hell.]

If any of you know somebody by the name of Sohma, just [what does he even begin to say] just tell them I’m not here. Alright? The last thing I need is to deal with anybody from the main house. [or the zodiac, or worse!]

Oh ,and if anybody sees a punk with white and black hair....do me a favor, would ya?

Don’t piss him off.

He get’s to be such a little shit if he get’s angry and I’d rather not have to deal with that mess. Thanks [the thank you is sarcastic, if you couldn’t tell]

[The feed starts on what might not be an entirely expected place: the library in the Odin District. Here, a young man is sitting back on a table, a sizable stack of books beside him and a wide grin on his face. He's not paying much attention to the bracelet in front of him though, but at the shelves of books around him.]

Whoa! This is incredible! It's one of the most amazing things I've ever seen...

How did you all get all of these books in one place? It's got to have taken a long time. Does even Valua have these many?

But you guys do! And you're just letting us look at them whenever we want...

[Clearly awed, he finally looks away from the shelves and to the bracelet.]

I guess books can't be that hard to find here. I don't have that many of them back home, but you sure have a lot of them.

[This is clearly an important point to repeat. And now he points to the stack he'd set beside him, grin growing even wider.]

You guys even have all these books on sailing! I don't know how long it's gonna take me to finish all of these.

This place is amazing!

[Wait, what, there's a war and worlds to save? Nevermind that, there are books on sailing to be read!!]

...Hey, anyone know if there are any maps here?

[ 'sup Asgard? someone seems to be figuring out how to use his communicator, so here's a close-up of a rather childish face to start off this broadcast! ] Eh... is it already on? Wow, I didn't expect something this intuitive...

[ at that, he moves back, giving a fairly clear view of... a kid who seriously doesn't look any older than eight! it also looks like he's a little bashful over how he started this recording, if the blush on his cheeks is any indicator. ]

Hey! I'm not really sure how to introduce myself in this scenario so... I'm Aoba Kuronuma, Raira High's Class 1-A! [ the fact this might mean absolutely nothing to the people listening doesn't even seem to occur to him! ]

I'm new here, but I think I understand everything so far, and I'll be joining House Loki! So... hi, I guess? [ a nervous wave! he's actually pretty irritated at being stuck in a house that might give him away as a fake, but that just encourages him to look even more like a poor kid who's out of his depth. ]

Then... [ aaaand his eyes scrunch up in thought for a moment. ] As a last thing, does 'Ikebukuro' mean anything to anyone here? It's where I live back home, so I'd be glad to know anyone else is from there!