[ because she doesn't know how to filter posts

Hello, Asgard! Have you ever seen this face on the network before? Probably not - she's really shy. But on the off chance that you have, you'll notice that her demeanor is very different from the first time around. She has her head down, eyes wandering around, cheeks flushed. Whoever this is, you can tell that she's pretty nervous.

It's Yozora. ]

U-u-um, how do you say this, ummm... attention, neighbors of the Members Club! --wait, no, that's not it. Wh, what I mean to say is, this message is f-for a club that's mine, and - that is, I, I... Ugh, normals who hear this post should just die!

[ ENDS. FEED. But seconds later there is a text intended for all of Asgard. ]

Neighbors Club General Assembly
2pm, Gefion Park, Baldr District
members and applicants both welcome
normals can forget joining

( OOC: All of Yozora's replies will be audio. If your character is already a part of/intends on joining the Neighbors Club, please leave a comment here and come over to the general assembly log here if you want to play it out! Yozora and Meat Sena will be waiting. )

 Look, I...

[Cody has to take a moment to rub the back of his neck, trying to think up a good way to put this into words.]

I ain't too good with 'em. People, I mean. Ain't really had to deal with 'em in any real capacity for a long time. I'm not usually one to drone on and on about how borin' my world is, or drop sob stories about the system bein' messed up, but I guess if we're gonna' get through all of this, I should at least come clean about a few things.

[And now, after talking about how he usually doesn't drop sob stories, here's a sob story.]

Alright, I'll run though it quick. I grew up on the street. Metro City's about the most violent place on the Eastern Seaboard, and I was put right in the thick of it. I did some bad stuff growin' up, but I got out of it. You know, that typical "bad guy meets good people, blah, blah, blah" type of story. Did some good stuff, picked up a lotta' fightin' experience, destroyed a few criminal syndicates. Of course, problem was, I kept fightin'.

See, that's the thing about gettin' really good at something you love. You can't just turn it off. The same people who loved me when I was doin' vigilante business turned on me. Beatin' up bad guys when they aren't doin' anything at the moment is apparently called "assault". Doesn't matter if I KNEW they did bad stuff, by the letter of the law I was wrong. So. Prison. All those good people I mentioned? Out the door. There, short and sweet.

[Cody doesn't seem too broken up about the whole thing. Really perceptive people might notice a hint of bitterness in his voice.]

Anyway, all this is to hammer the point home that there is one thing I can do, and that's fight. I can also teach fightin'. If anyone wants to learn some basic hand-to-hand moves, I'll be in Thor's District. I'll warn you, I ain't too good at pullin' my punches, and I prefer to teach by example. You don't really get how effective a move is, until it's been used on you.

I doubt this'll mean anything if a dragon returns, but at least it's something.

(OOC: I'll be back to respond to replies after I get back from the gym.)

So many of you said it. [A young, weary female voice that some may recognise.] You said there was more to this than the gods were letting on. You predicted violence, even war. And I trusted them. I believed that they were honest when they said they just wanted us to live, to feel things, to make bonds. I thought we just had to work together to make this place colourful.

I'm sorry I doubted you.

[Nakama is in a very deep depression over all of this. Her promises, her will, they've all been shaken by this lie. She needs to be told that something is still worth it. One more quiet, miserable thing:]

There's no escaping it...

[Action | About 20 minutes into the attack up to post-dragon and onwards | Temporary Healing Station @ Folkvang Comfort House in Freya ]

['How did a perfectly normal, peaceful day get this bad?'

This was the very thought that crossed her mind, as she attended to yet another faceless civilian with her usual gentle ways -- and the powers bestowed upon her for her stay here, the power to Heal.]

Hold still. [she would say, as she shut her eyes, and eased the energies from within her to come forth and soothe the wounds of the civilian.]

[anytime during the attack, or even after the dragon has left, feel free to join right in with any characters that have already been following Keine to this location, or even those that would stumble in, bring any wounded, and along those lines.]

[Video | After the Dragon has left]

[when Keine does appear on the feed, she seems to be covered with just a bit of soot and dust -- if anything, an obvious speck of dirt can be seen at the side of her chin. Her expression is as neutral as can be, as she would say the following.]

Now that the dragon has left, I'd like to call for the help of any who are still able-bodied.

Once the fires still remaining have been put out, help us, by searching for any who are wounded, and quite possibly trapped in any buildings and houses, and bring them to either where I am, the temporary Healing Station at the Folkvang Comfort House, or the Hospital in Sigyn - whichever is closer, of course.

Keep alert, everyone. We can get through this together.

[a little smile to express her gratitude, before the feed cuts.]

[[ooc: do thread with each other on the post, other than just with Keine! The more the merrier! And it's nigh impossible for a smaller, inofficial establishment to deal with certain more serious wounds, so needing cooperation from multiple characters would likely be necessary!]]

[Well. There is a particularly handsome lavender-haired thief on the camera today. Despite all these newcomers, he's actually been around since the very beginning. Still, it's his first time addressing the network.

And boy-oh-boy, does he look thoughtful.]

Hm...this has been bothering me for a while. I hope you all have time for a fool's question. It's about the food that can be found here, especially in the freezers.

Never in my life had I heard of a "chicken nugget" before. Where exactly on the chicken is the nugget? I'd like to know what I might be eating, since there seems to be so many of them.

[A voice post pops up on the feed today. It starts off with silence, then a man begins to speak. No alarm, no hysterics but he is very much new and sounding contemplative. and if you listened closely, possibly the strains of this music]

To my understanding, this is the point in which worlds converge. How interesting that there are places beyond the land of the rising sun, beyond seas and the edges of the earth - beyond where the stars and spherical objects dance there is an unfathomable multitude. I had not entertained this idea previously, but ah. Such is the limits of comprehension.

This is a thought that can drive weaker men to hysterics and confusion, but all is mere opportunity.

Tell me of the worlds you resided in before your emergence here. But only that which is treasured and valued. I have no interest in the mundane. These treasured things may be actual material or that which is metaphysical. I care not for which you choose.

If you are of the land of the rising sun and have been diverged from the midst of your... noble struggle, I look forward to seeing which of you have been seemingly called forth to join me.

[There is a low, somewhat ominous sounding chuckle before the feed ends.]

[The video feeds opens to a very unfocused Cody, trying his best to get some training in. Clad only in a sweat-soaked tanktop and shorts, his fists repeatedly smash into the base of a street post that he's wrapped in rope. His blows are erratic, though, far more than they should be.]

...I knew it. Figured that was the case...

[He turns to the holo-display, clearly not happy with recent developments.]

I realized something was wrong with my body after sayin' hello to a few of the other house-mates in Thor. Now I know for sure that something's off. I'm stronger than I should be. My body ain't reactin' the same way as it used to.

[Cody holds up his manacles, now broken in the center of the chain. Seems Cody wasn't listening when the maid told him about the powers.]

And these are pointless, too. Snapped 'em by accident the other day. Now all they're good for is scrap metal. Used to take a hell of a lot more effort than that.

[A small sigh comes from his lips as he looks at his palms, flexing his fingers a few times.]

I don't like it. Fightin' ain't fun if it's too easy. Somebody here has to know what's goin' on. I can't be the only guy this is happenin' to.

[Aradia's beaming smile is the first thing anyone will see in this broadcast before she adjusts the camera a little better, waving. She's sitting on her bed in Odin, a mound of pillows and sheets behind her and a pillow held in her lap.]

Alright, hello everyone- I'm Aradia, and I'm a troll- Alternian, not fairy tail, just in case anyone was wondering. I know there are a lot of us here now, and I know we're really different from humans, so I thought I'd try and make up a guide. You know, so that we don't always have to keep explaining things whenever we meet someone new or who hasn't met a troll before! Or just in case anyone is just curious and wants to know more about us.

[She pauses here a moment, her smile turning sheepish.]

But since I'm not really sure what it should include, I was hoping I could get some of you who have spoken to us to ask some questions you have so we can answer them! Or even if you don't know any of us and have a question anyway, that works too. Hopefully I or one of the others will have the answers to what you want to know, then I can put everything together for everyone..!


( private: trolls )

( private: Sollux )

( private: Tavros )


((ooc: Sorry this took so long, guys! But like it was discussed before, everyone feel free to jump in, even if only to try and troll the trolls or whatever!))

[the video starts up to show a short-haired girl, looking curiously right at the viewer—from her perspective, she's just checking out and poking at her bracelet. after bringing her arm up and down to inspect it from different angles, she finally settles on a comfortable and more natural position.]

So, uh... I guess this thing is on now? People can see this, right?

[she waves her hand at the screen and gives a smile... before realizing that, right, she's not exactly broadcasting live. with a small chuckle, she scratches the back of her neck, then continues.]

...Right, you guys can't respond until I finish this. Whoops! Anyway, uh, the name's Chie—Chie Satonaka! If it wasn't obvious, I pretty much just got here, and I'm still kinda confused about... well, everything. The girl that brought me here didn't exactly explain much, and I kinda figured that asking other people that were brought here would be a lot more helpful in the long run. So, yeah! I'm not really picky; any tips for a newcomer like me would be awesome. Buuut I guess if I had to be specific... is there any place to get some cheap, decent food around here? I'm starving, and I could seriously go for some steak right now.

[she laughs again as she's about to go, but right before she goes to end the feed, she remembers one more thing.]

Oh, and if you've ever met or run into anybody from a place in Japan called Inaba, would you mind telling them that I'm looking for them? Thanks a bunch!

[Feed starts with a blond haired man wearing a slash between his eyes and a sour expression. Someone doesn’t want to admit he was shaken by the whole little arrival situation. He stares into the camera with a sharp expression, tapping his rolled up welcome letter against the palm of his hand.]

You know, I really did not appreciate the kind of welcome you people extend around here. It’s pretty bad taste to kidnap someone, and then ask them to do something for you.

Look. I want to know what the hell is going on here, and what kind of person is responsible for dragging me here. This… “Thor” person the woman was talking about? Whatever game they’re playing, I’m gonna make sure they regret trying to drag me into it.

[Seifer’s scowl deepens and he glances down at the letter in hand.]

And what’s with the touchy-feely crap?

[Getting around is so annoying now. Midna basically hasn't left her own district much, trying to figure out different means of travel since flying isn't a thing anymore. Dammit Link, why couldn't you just have been in the same House? No one would mind, right?]

[In other words SHE IS BORED OUT OF HER SKULL]

[And people watching from this bench doesn't help much.]

So many people just coming out of the woodwork now, it's troublesome keeping track of all of you. I wonder if there's a list somewhere.

[At least reading material is something. And it helps her keep an eye on things.]

Hey! Mutt! Been busy playing hero again? Come here and entertain me.

[Sorry Link. She needs some way of distinguishing you from the pack and that name bothers you the most.]

[After a moment's pause and some muttered complaints, a boy's voice begins to ring out.]

If this ridiculous joke doesn't end soon-- Wait, is it working now? Excuse me, my name is Earl Ciel Phantomhive, head of the Funtom Company and the Phantomhive estate. I am not sure what pretenses I was brought here under, but I would like to take my leave as promptly as possible. If anyone could tell me how I can best accomplish that, I would be very grateful. The… woman who greeted me was unable to provide me with satisfactory information. Thank you for your time.

[It seems like his message is complete, but the audio feed carries on, something he is clearly not aware of.]

Begging strangers for help, how humiliating. This whole situation makes no sense! And where is Sebastian? How could he be so stupid and incompetent as to let this happen? More importantly, I now have to deal with this insufferable place on my own. Hopefully not everyone in this place is like that bizarre woman.

[The device clicks on though the image does not immediately show the user. After a few moments of movement Kisa appears, her eyes a little puffy. To anyone it's clear she had been cry but since calmed herself enough to speak. Though she seems to still be trying to form her words more clearly. Taking a few breaths she timidly looks at the device, still not entirely sure what to do with it.]

...why was I brought here?

[She pauses looking at the floor.]

I can't fight or help this world...I just want to be with my family and Onee-chan.

[As the words left her she becomes a little more distressed. Being in a separate house is not something she wants in anyway.]

Can I just stay with them?

[Last words being more a whisper before she clicks off the device.]



((ooc: Just because I didn't mention Kisa is in Sigyn house.))

Yo there, Midgard!

*You are being greeted through the video by a girl who is currently sprawled out across the entirety of one of the couches in the Baldr lounge.*

I'm invincible and living in a house named after a receding hairline!

What's your major malfunction?

[ The image feed shows a young man of a tall, proud stature, with a placid and calm look in his eyes. His smile is slight, appearing not saccharine nor too excitable about speaking to an audience, but rather professional and polite. His wrist is lifted and his brow shows no furrow, tightness or confusion at his situation. Genuine intrigue flickers as a faint light in his otherwise unreadable blue eyes. ]

It's not often that man has been able to witness his own inception in a world. We read about it and theorize about it. It's spurred countless of masterpieces throughout time in the sciences and arts, just this simple concept. But here we all are.

[ The smile fades from his mouth as his expression neutralizes for a moment, before looking to be slowly filled with what seems to be wonder as his gaze drifts upward to examine the surrounding environment offscreen. The smile returns, now friendlier, lifted by the new surroundings.]

To be assigned purpose is truly a blessing, wouldn't you say? I imagine the lack of such causes so much misery in one's world. Anomie. How many people have come and gone throughout existence, wishing that even one single thing they did mattered, let alone brought life to a world?

[ His voice becomes slightly softer now; quieter. ]

I wonder ...if it's even changed anything, for some.

[Having gotten over the initial freak-out upon arriving, (her quick recovery was possibly due to the fact that she has her guitar with her here...!) her expression when the feed begins is something of a forced smile, being a little unsure about all of this...]

Hello, everyone...! [... but as she speaks, she seems to regain some confidence and enthusiasm. It's just like talking to a whole crowd of strangers during her gigs in school, after all!]

I'm Yui Hirasawa! I am going to be nineteen this year, and I've just graduated from high school! [why does this sound so much like a self-introduction in class...] My hobbies are playing Giita over here, [she brings her Cherry Sunburst Gibson Les Paul up for everyone to see~] eating sweets, and bumming around! [... did she just say 'bumming around' was her hobby?!]

So um...! How are we supposed to bring color and life to this place?

[having gotten used to the bracelet's features by now, Keine's post this time seems flawless, mostly!

She'll be appearing on the feed now, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly in her signature gentle little smile, as she addresses the audience~]

My, my! So many new arrivals, and all in the same day! I'd like to extend a warmest welcome to each of you newcomers. I am Keine Kamishirasawa -- written in Japanese Kanji as 'wise sound', and 'upper white valley stream' -- of House Sigyn. It's a pleasure to meet each and every one of you.

[she pauses a moment, as if to give some time for any listeners to absorb this information]

Now, I understand not everyone might be all that enthusiastic about cooperating with the Gods here and completing the task given to us, but why not stay any negative emotions about the entirety of this circumstance for now, and follow along for now until a way home is discovered? Let us all get along together, shall we?

[another thoughtful pause~]

Some of you might have noticed that any special abilities you might have possessed back home are now no longer present -- everyone here is given an ability unique to their own assigned House, perhaps as a safer replacement to what they might have possessed before, or perhaps as a sort of preparation against some sort of intruder upon this world; nothing that requires the use of these abilities has happened as of yet, however.

Speaking of abilities, I happen to possess the Healing ability, as do some other members of House Sigyn; should anyone be injured in any way, please, do not hesitate to seek our help.

If anyone has any questions or simply wish to converse with me, feel free to reply to this message.

Once again, welcome to Asgard, and I hope to get along with each and every one of you.

[and with a nod, she'll touch the bracelet on her wrist to cut the feed shortly after]

Hm...[Cody scratches his chin as he looks into the holo-display, trying to figure things out.] So I guess it's like one of those new-age computer things, huh? I've never been too good with stuff like this. Buncha' junk, in my opinion. Looks snazzy enough, but it doesn't have much substance to it.

[He touches his finger to the screen a few times, seeing if the display has any tangibility to it.]

Ah, whatever. Guess it doesn't much matter what I think of it, if this is all I've got. Straight outta' one cell, and into another, larger cell. Figures. I can't be the only guy in this place, so I guess I'll put the call out. How many other of you people are stuck in here? What's the average sentence for bein' jailed around this place? I'd put my fists to the test, but I figure it ain't gonna' do much good, you know?

[His heavy manacles and chain clink as he puts his hands behind his head, resting it on his laurels. He gives a lazy yawn, cracking his shoulder before he continues.]

So what's the story behind this Thor guy? Is he strong, or what? Might as well make sure that I'm in the right house.

Anyway, guess I should give my own name. Just call me Cody. I'm from the USA, myself.