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first of all: did anyone else have really weird dreams last night? or really weird... dream, i guess it felt like it went on forever :/ secondly: i want to introduce everyone to my grandpa!! he just arrived in the city and he will be my new roommate :D now he is a little odd so i want everyone to be really nice to him (and he is sort of old so his hearing is not always up to par, either, but he tries really hard) but really he is the best grandpa in the world, lol

[ And Jade will just send over a few snapshots of a grown man who has clearly been taxidermied, mounted on a wooden base that keeps him upright. Most of Jade's dog Becquerel can be seen in the pictures, sleeping peacefully at his feet. ]

i am sure you guys will get along :p

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thirteenth slay ❊ ⊰ voice ⊱ ❊ we are many, we are dust.

I've realized something. ( her voice is level, even, and pleased. she's been thinking since returning from the recent expedition to destroy thiazi. the biggest of the big bads has been vanquished, and in spite of the hardships met and casualties, she's feeling relatively optimistic. ) We're gonna win. They want a war, we'll give 'em one. But.

( and there's always a but... )

I think some of our resourcefulness could be extended if we had more driving physical force. I'm going to reopen defense classes, including some bootcamp-style hard-hitting advanced weaponry. I'm willing to spend most of my time on this between patrols - and you know, food and sleep, the stuff you need to not wither and die - including one-on-one sessions. You're more than welcome to contact me any time, day or night, through your bracelets. First class will meet outside of the Roadhouse tomorrow, about an hour after first light. There will be cardio and strength training to warm up, and the majority of combative instruction will take place at Gefion Park, where there's more room.

Oh - for those I haven't met yet, I'm Buffy. I'll take fighters of all ages, though I'd encourage anyone under the age of like - say, sixteen? - to find less risky means of helping in the war effort. Anyway. Get in touch, we'll talk fight.

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video ↯ the seventh ⇒can i confess these things to you

[ spike hasn't made an appearance on the network or much of anywhere public since his return, but here he is. he's outside, wearing a sweater and gloves. it's gotten cold this past week or so. ]

...Well, hey, you lot. Fancy seeing you here. [ there's a shift but then he's doing his best to look unbothered by the entire situation. he's always been awkward about these things, but what is there really left to say. ] Glad to be back, really, thanks for asking.

Tea's as good as ever, and there's always something on cable... I've just been thinking, you know. No smart remarks, I do have the capability and all.

[ he's got to stop rambling. oh boy. he looks right into the feed and nods his head. this is definitive. no turning back; it's been decided and it's over with. ]

We're gonna win. I mean really-- we've got this.

We're gonna win.

That's it. Just thought you should know.

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With all the collective knowledge gathered here over the seasons, each individual is likely to have questions to which there is still no clear answer. I'm sure it would be the case even within our own worlds, where there are things about yourself you don’t want others to know.

With that, I ask one such question.

If you knew one day you would no longer be yourself, and carry out the will to become a ruthless killer, how would you stop yourself? No matter how hard you fought to fight against or prepare for that fate, it was for nothing because the new you would be able to tear those preparations down easily?

Some have claimed that arriving in this city is nearly the same as having a blank slate; regardless of that, there are inherit parts of yourself that will follow you no matter what. Good deeds or bad, whatever bonds you may have formed, what if one day you decide you want it all gone by using that very same trust against them?

Because you have that trust, no one would ever suspect it was you and this new mentality will have erased any attachments that would get in the way of fulfilling that goal. They are your unknowing puppets until you no longer have use for them, and then they are disposed of without tracing back to you.

What would you do if you knew this fate was fast approaching you?

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I've been here almost six months now, with nothing except a bit of a lost bracelet situation to call a holiday, and anyone would think I'd be exhausted. I am, a little, but mostly I'm worried. I do want us all to come out of this alive, even if it takes a lot of hard work and a lot of effort.

[ Because, really, optimism is all she has left. After everything that's happened and with everyone that's come and gone. ]

Would anyone like to spend some time somewhere quiet, maybe? Things have been so strange around here lately that I've barely had time to go and read, or make any new friends. It's better late than never, though, I think.

And, um. Has anyone seen Spike? I think he might have... Let me know.

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[ TEXT - a full day after heimdall's post ]

last fall i got corrupted with thiazis magic too i murdered someone, and i enjoyed it, and i remember it every freaking day everyone told me then that it wasnt my fault but it cant be not my fault and his fault at the same time because maybe it was a long time ago, but im positive some of you remember satan and i are guilty of the exact same thing soooo... when is everyone angry at him coming to arrest me??? thats only fair thing to do, isnt it???

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[ He's calm. Perfectly serene, simple as a kettle of fish. To anyone who's spoken to Albus, that shouldn't be particularly surprising.

But it is a bit at odds with the rest of the higgledy-piggledy, ridiculous scene. Scarves, caps, and little knitted cozies litter every visible surface, falling as he reaches up to adjust the (yarn-covered) stems of his spectacles. Thick marker covers his face in three different colours, smudged where it's rubbed off against the desk. The mustache and unibrow are quite traditional, less so, the extensive sequence of elvish poetry.

It's been a long two weeks. ]

Hello, Asgard.

[ He sounds rather cheerful for it all. It's not immediately clear whether he's even noticed anything out of the ordinary. ]

I seem to have rather lost track of the time -- dreadfully sorry if I've missed an engagement in the past, ah. However long it's been. Could anyone perhaps fill me in? I see there's been a spot of trouble with the cold.

[ He tips his head to the side, and two puffy hats fall to the floor. ]

I do hope that you're all quite well, and I cannot understate how positively thrilled I am to find our wonderful school still standing. On that note, if those remaining members of the board might contact me, I feel a small discussion may be in order, regarding future plans and purpose.

[ Considering the bracelet for a moment, Albus seems to come to a decision. Letting out a short, warbling shriek, he then smiles, and cuts the feed. Those familiar may recognize the utterly delightful, melodic strains of Mermish: I received your message.

Well. Nothing out of the ordinary, there. ]

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♛ 13th Curious Thought [Video] || Backdated to day 476

Hello everyone!

My name is Alice Liddell, the younger one, for those of you who mayn't have met me before. I'm on the welcoming committee here! I was speaking to Miss Harley and we were discussing welcoming baskets for new arrivals with things they might need to know.

One of those things would be the pamphlet and yes, the reassurance everything going on here is very much real. However, we were also thinking of all the guides everyone has written, some small first aids for their rooms and homes, and someone recommended spirits, but I don't know what that means.

So I was wondering if those who have written guides, and those who have any medical supplies, little things like band aids and the sort, could share them, if you don't mind terribly?

I was also wondering... I thought, with the lovely snow... [Which reminded her of Jack, of Jamie and so much fun...] well I just had a question for those who have been here a bit longer, to try and make us remember that things like this snow and the sort are lovely and to remember those lovely things.

So I just thought I might ask... what is something lovely to you that you hope to do when the fighting is all done? [Because Alice must believe, she must have faith, and hope, and dream of a 'when' not an 'if.']

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001 | Voice

[Steve's voice sounds clear and well rehearsed as he speaks into his bracelet, as if he had actually planned the speech before hand to avoid stumbling on his words. Which...he'll never admit to.]

This may sound strange, but I was wondering if anyone is at all skilled in sewing. I have something that needs patching up, but the damage is more than I'm able to fix myself. I would really appreciate it if someone would help me out. I'm willing to pay for the work, of course.

[This is a task he's been putting off, but as things move closer and closer to total warfare, he figures now is as good a time as any to have his uniform patched up.]

...If anyone has any tips on getting out blood stains, that would help a lot as well.

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D463 // anonymous text

PRO TIP! If your finding all of this war talk kind of heavy too? It's WAY easier to handle if you take every sentence and imagine the words "in my pants" on the end. JSYK! Also does anyone have a lot of knives

[A short addendum, some time after the post first goes up:]

NO NOT KNIVES IN MY PANTS FRICKIN HELL IT'S A SEPERATE THING

[ooc: Replies will be anon (for a given value of "anon") unless otherwise stated!]

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$4 | voice.

So, uh, it seems like Principal Snape's gone? If anybody needs me to do anything- like, I could... make some calls? Tell me if he has any fr-... I mean, fuck.

[Several hours later, Fiona comes on the network again, this time sounding far more composed, comparatively.]

Hi! This is Fiona Gallagher, from the Albus Dumbledore Academy of Scho- Academy. [She clears her throat.] Yeah. We're undergoing a few, uh, management changes at the moment, and I wanna make sure our records are still consistent. If you're a teacher or a student, please check with me at the front lobby, or, uh, in this post here, so we can go over your records and resubmit anything that might've been lost in the shuffle, okay?

Aaand, we're always looking out for new students. Tuition is free, and open to all ages, so you can take any classes you want. If you're not big on math, but you like, uh, Egyptology, that's fine.

We're also hiring new teachers. Since the war and all, anybody with combat experience is welcome to teach classes on self defense and-... that kinda stuff. The more the merrier, right? [NERVOUS LAUGHTER.] But any teacher is, uh, welcome to apply.

And, y'know, anybody who's interested in donating to the school, uh... we can make... plaques? Yeah, sure, we'll make plaques. And we'll name a room after you.

[Someone's a bit frazzled. She sighs into the recording.] Okay, um, any questions, just ask! I'm here all day.

[ooc Please go here and fill out your info, even if you already had info filled out on the other post! If you're a student, feel free to leave your classes blank and edit them in later, as the class list fills out more. Also, we're looking for anyone interested in donations!]

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Good morning, Asgard.

[ It's a joke, see? Because he's been asleep for fifty days, just recently woken to dreams of the Mother burning and the whispers of the inevitable end. Odin's a clever one, pale and worn as he looks in his customary sharp suit. ]

It's a relief, if not a surprise, to see most of my city still standing. You've done well beside my son, and for that, you have my gratitude.

[ Such a proud Allpapa. But that's as lighthearted as this address gets. Buckle in, kiddos. ]

But I'm not here to waste time with formalities today. No more beating around the bush. No jokes, no tricks, no clever riddles. No more bullshit.

This is the end. I heard Her whispers while I slept, and I have Seen it as you all did last night. You shouldn't need me to tell you that this is a reality anymore. This is the end.

You have a choice. You weren't brought here to be our soldiers and fight as our army, but we can't afford to keep Asgard half in the battlefield and half behind closed doors for your comfort anymore. Still, we promised that we would never force your hand, so - a choice.

We don't have enough control over the spell that binds you here to pick and choose for this, it's all or nothing. If you want to stay and fight this war, we'll start the process of gearing this kingdom for its true purpose. But if you want to leave, to go home and be with what's left of your homes for whatever time remains, we'll shut the doors and see what the Fates decide for us.

[ A pause, as he considers. ]

I don't have a rousing speech for you. It's not my thing; you can talk to my colleagues if you need a group hug. But - I will say one thing.

We accepted the title of "god" not because we are all-seeing, all-powerful beings. You already know that we aren't. It's just a word given value by those that speak it, as is the nature of language. This is called the "Holy City" because it was created as a refuge for the lost beings that would've been left to die outside our walls. We are called "gods" because our citizens believe in us as their higher power for protection and guidance where otherwise there is none.

We're children of faith. And where Ragnarok has been set in stone since the beginning of time, we've pushed back against it because we have faith. You are the byproduct of that; we did the impossible to fight inevitability, and you are the proof of that. Which is to say -

[ An amused, tired shrug. ]

- who knows what the Hell we can do next?

[ Just before signing off, he'll add one more thing with a ping to Jo Harvelle and The Fourth Doctor in specific. ]

I want to speak with those of you that left the city recently. You know who you are.

[ OOC NOTES: Yay, Odin's awake again! This is the IC conclusion to May's events, and the IC discussion that will bring us into Arc 5. As was already decided in December via player poll, the city will be militarising to amount a counterattack against the Giants. This post is to discuss all that! The OOC rundown of what happens next is over here. Feel free to ask questions and let us know if you'd like a specific god to pop into any of your threads, as we'll all be hanging about! ]

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003 | consommé | text

Got a question for those of you who've been here a while. Is it uncommon to get pulled back to your own world, get dragged back here to Asgard, and find yourself under a different god than you had before?

[And is it so abnormal for it to be a really, really big shift? No, not going there. There's more to this than a question, and he won't be surprised if it gets ignored in favor of...everything else. In fact, he's banking on what he has to say being more alluring than anything else.]

Seems a lot of us have been disappearing. For those keeping a list, go ahead and add the name of Barty Crouch Junior. I know plenty here had mixed feelings about him. [What an understatement.] If you didn't before, you might now. Shortly before I tried to get a hold of him and realized he wasn't with us anymore, he told me bluntly he started that fire we had not too long ago. Used a mirror to give it a slow burn so by the time it really caught on, he had an alibi. [That might sting a little more if Will hadn't...well, had worse.] Add "Harry Saxon" to that list, too. Seems he had some issues of his own before I got here.

[He'd add another name to that list, but he can't even bring himself to type the letters in that order. Or say it out loud. So it goes ignored for now as he essentially says "fuck everything tbh" because really, the people involved deserve some closure, and like hell if he's going to waste what energy he has contact everyone individually. That's too much effort for someone in his current state.]

[ooc. there will be hannibal season 2 spoilers in the comments, so head's up!]

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[It takes some pretty extreme circumstances to get Adachi rampagingly pissed off; the only time it had (that he knew of, at the very least), was when Yamano had pissed him off, and he gave that bitch what she deserved. Now this entire month had been an excuse to essentially piss in his bowl of rice, and there was nothing he could damn well do about it.]

[Except of course, rant where everyone could hear him. It probably wouldn't do him any good, but at least he'd feel better for a little bit.]

This place is... is just messed up!

It screws with my head for weeks, makes me forget the few people that I actually give a shit about, makes me see everything go to shit night after night, and then it's just, 'Oh well, this is how it's going to be, sucks to be you!'

Fuck that!

[He's shaking, and having trouble keeping the bracelet straight, so he pauses a moment to take it off.]

I didn't fucking ask to be dragged into this! I didn't want to forget Nanako-chan or Dojima-san or anything I fucking did back home! Now it's not supposed to fucking matter anyway, 'cause it's all gonna burn?!

[The bracelet suddenly went flying then, finally cutting out when it hits a wall.]

[No, he's not okay.]

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Eighteen ★ Video

[The feed's silent for a bit of time as Draco thinks things over. He appears to be in his apothecary, staring at something off-screen. A frown appears on his face before he shakes his head.]

I'm not entirely certain what's happening with everyone lately, and if that isn't disturbing enough on its own…but I do have a question someone might be able to answer since the former seems to be as vague as everything else in this city.

[With that, he holds out his left arm, bearing the Dark Mark for everybody to look at.]

What the hell is this, and whose bright idea was it to let me go through with it?

[Then, few hours later, the video continues but this time he's at home and having a staring contest with a German Shepard and a large white dog.]

Also? If anyone is looking to adopt a dog there are two in my apartment that don't belong here. Serious inquiries only.

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I suppose it wouldn't be entirely fair of me to be upset if anyone lost their bracelet from now on, would it? It would be a little hypocritical, at least.

[ Hermione is sitting in her room, a large bird head on her shoulder - the head of her hippogriff, Octavius. She doesn't look particularly happy - desolate, actually, all said and done - and she sighs. ]

But I'm back and I'm alive, for what it's worth. I really don't know what happened while I was gone, so if someone could get me up to date I would appreciate it.

[ And, then, said as an afterthought (although it's probably obvious that this was the main point of the post to the network, not just to say she's back) - ]

Harry Potter, Remus Lupin and Lily Potter have all gone home, I think. I thought you all might like to know.

[ And Remus and Lily have gone back to being dead. That's a little difficult for her to accept and she just ends the feed without another word. ]

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D432 // Audio

You know, if I was a god, I'd really be a lot more picky when it came to the selection process. I mean, really, as productive as talking about wedding cakes, unscrambling word puzzles, and making lists is, I think I'd be better off reeling in bunch of trained monkeys. They be more productive and generally more pleasant to be around.

No offense.

But I guess instead, these gods are going to settle for mutant children and unruly teenagers.

Good luck making use of that for your relief efforts. Maybe the flooding was punishment for the lack of total competency in this place.

Also. I have an important question. Do the gods here take human sacrifices? That might help with the supply shortage problem. Also the annoying surplus of orphans.

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D432, midday // text

[Guess who's so eager to make a good impression today that for once he paid attention to his spelling?]

Yo Asgard!

[Sadly, register isn't spelling. But it's a start.]

Hope everyone's doing okay? That flood sure left a mess But there's a whole bunch of stuff it didn't leave too, even if some of it already got found by now. So I thought, why not lets all make a list? Like just one list? To collect everything and keep updating so people know what to keep an eye out for, where to take it, belongings pets people its all good. And maybe if you trip over something that really looks like someone would miss it, so they could find out and pick it up. What do you think? If it's a good idea I'm going to put it here. It kind of sucks that it'd only be us who can see it easily, but you guys can spread it around anyways right? If you want to. Or just help look for other peoples lost things! We're all in this together! Laters!

[A short while after the post first goes up, the following is edited in as an attachment:]

( actual list under OOC cut )

[ooc: This was an idea brought up on the plotting post, but IC replies don't have to be additions to the list! Comment, nitpick, threadjack, set up CR with others, discuss cats, go wild o/]

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[ The video comes on and Hermione settles a few pieces of notepaper before she speak. ]

Hello, everyone. I know it's been a long time but I've finally finished writing up all my notes about Asgard and everyone's worlds. I know it doesn't quite cover all the worlds that have been introduced here but it's a start! If you'd like to add anything then, please, let me know as soon as you're able.

[ She smiles, softly, expression bright. She's very proud of herself, really, and more than glad that she's finally able to contribute something solid and real to Asgard. She's finally able to put all her research together and actually show it to her friends and acquaintances and, maybe, actually help them in the long run. ]

It's a digital file, so I think you should all be able to access it using your bracelets. If you have any problems then, please, let me know and I'll do whatever I can to help.

[ LINKED: Hermione's guide and notes on the City of Asgard. ]

Otherwise, how is everyone? Things have been quieter than usual, which I think is a good thing, so I hope that means well for you all.

[ She pauses, pursing her lips, before she shakes her head and sighs just before the feed turns off. ]

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o1 video | day 415

[ There are some people in the world who really shouldn't be given any sort of technology or utensil without first receiving some hands-on instruction. Well, even more than is standard upon arrival. Peter Pettigrew, unfortunately, is one of them. The video jolts and even falls to the floor before it rights itself, but upside down. ]

Hn. Owls really would just be easier.

[ It rattles again, and really, wearing a bracelet should not be so difficult. ][ A sigh. ]

Merlin, this is -- well. I... I was just wondering if maybe anyone played chess? I... I don't know.

Something to do, maybe? Besides... well, this thing.

[ He gestures to the bracelet, which only serves to make the video fuzzy and flicker out. Sorry, he's never been very good at introductions, and certainly no good at making many friends. ]