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Out of curiosity, how many people totally lost it when we were stuck as ghosts? It's fine if you want to respond anonymously. Just a headcount will do.

Anyway, if people start getting stuck as ghosts again in the future, be a pal and try to be nice to them. You never know when they'll suddenly get homicidal urges out of nowhere that are totally beyond their control.

[Like, just saying. That wasn't his fault. Really.]

[Action; Loki to Thor]

[Once he's done putting out his message, he can be found with a long, thin bag slung over his shoulder. People familiar with bamboo practice blades will probably recognize it as casing for one. Did this kid always know kendo...?

(Yep.)

He'd prefer to get to the Arena quickly to blow off some steam, but things don't always go according to plan, especially when you decide to take the streets like a regular person instead of scrambling across rooftops. If people stop him along the way, he'll pause for a chat, but it's clear he's got places to be and things to do.]

[It's early evening when she turns on the bracelet to address the network properly since the first time she returned. Again. But this time, it's different. The gem isn't Sigyn's green anymore. Instead, the colour signifies her as being in Hel House now.]

I was wondering...I'm guessing I'm not the only one here that has changed Houses? It'll take a bit of getting used to. Going from healing to shadow control once I came back from being back home again. I know Ellie mentioned Joel can use it too. I've just never been in Hel to remember anyone else off of the top of my head.

[There's a shift of her hand a bit as she manipulates the shadow of her teddy bear into one from a triceratops next to her.]

It's kind of neat though. I'll be able to use it more defensively and offensively than my healing anyway. I need to practice though. Any requests?

[Yeah. Lets just. Focus on the power thing and ignore the implications this particular house has and everything. :lb]

[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.]

Um, hi everyone. I have a question... [ Madoka pops onto the feed with a black cat snoozing on her lap and an icepack balance precariously on her head. She looks as though she hasn't been sleeping well. ]

Has anyone else felt sick, lately? I know people were having memory problems, and hearing sad voices, but I'm wondering if it was just me. I usually don't get fevers or stuff like that, but this is...um, concerning. There's no way I can shoot straight with this kind of vertigo. [ a tiny sigh, and adjusting the ice pack ] And it hasn't gone away.

O-Oh, but I'm not saying this to worry anyone...! Just in case. All things considered, I think I'm doing okay.

[ she makes to disconnect the feed before thinking a moment, and adding quietly ] And Homura-chan, Sayaka-chan, Mami-san, Kyouko-san, Ikezawa-san, if any of you guys are still here...please give me a call, okay? Thank you.

[ Rapunzel appears through the bracelet looking a little worse for wear. She gives a soft sigh and small awkward smile to the bracelet feed. ]

Hey um... I know this is going to sound a little crazy, and maybe I'm just tired or something but...

[ She frowns and starts fidgeting with her hair a little. ]

Has anyone else been hearing... strange noises? No, not just any noises but... sad noises? Like reaaally sad noises? I've been hearing them for a while now and I've gone out searching, but It's like it's impossible to find the source...

[ She faces the bracelet again. ]

I just... I want to see what's wrong. See if I can help maybe. Anyway, that's all I wanted to ask.

[Alastair is pale, and he looks like he's gone through hell. For those who know him, or at least recognize him, he looks several years older than he did only a few days ago. He takes a deep breath and runs a hand through his long hair and looks directly at the camera.]

For any of you who might still be skeptical about what's at stake, you need to hear this.

[He looks away, bracing himself for what he's about to say.]

All of you need to hear this.

[He looks back at the camera again, and there's a new intensity to it, a desperation. His voice cracks slightly with the despair lurking beneath the shock he's still feeling.]

My home is gone. Destroyed. If you have ever had any doubts before, listen to me now. Your homes are in danger. I watched my world crumble and die and there was nothing I could do to stop it. It withered and died because Yggdrasil is withering and dying.

Think what you will about the gods and their methods but this war isn't for nothing. You have something to fight for, and you need to fight for it or it will be gone. Gone in death and destruction and more pain than you can possibly imagine.

[He swallows and looks away again, the pain crossing his face as he tries to compose himself.]

I know because I watched it happen.

[He takes a deep breath and looks back once more.]

If you... if you have any questions, I'm ready to answer them.

 [The feed switches on to a boy, supposedly around the age of twelve or thirteen. His face is a sickly grey color to it and very clammy. If one were to look closely he was trying to win a losing battle from shaking too much on camera. ]

Hey, my name's Henry. I-I need some help; It's about my family. [He takes a pause to hang his head amount, obscuring his face from view. God, did he feel naecous but he was trying best not to throw up right then and there. Nobody needed to see that.]

I know why I'm here that lady told me everything and not being able to go home. But I just need to send a message. Just to tell my family I'm okay and I'm safe. We've...we've kinda just went through some trouble and me vanishing might cause a lot of them to worry. I mean, it can't be hard to send just a message home, right?

[He takes another pause with a sharp in take of breath.]

If you could let me know soon that'd be great.  

POLL.

Of those of us freshly kidnapped, how many showed up feeling like crap? And I don't mean like emotionally-compromised crap, but like full-on sick and almost puking and shaky and pale, like the flu sick. Maybe also remembering things that didn't- might not have happened.