[The feed lurches disconcertingly. Sheets, ceiling, a rather plain wall, a stack of books, all follow each other in rapid and confusing succession until with an intake of breath, the flailing stops and the feed settles into a child's hand grasping the edge of that sheet; the shadow of a sitting up figure projected onto the wall beyond.]

... back here. A dream?

[Too vivid, too real for that. The shadow shifts, hand going to its head as a deep breath is taken. It's a hard transition to make, almost feeling like he's losing Tokyo and everything there all over ag--]

What the--

[The bracelet gets jolted wildly as Conan explores his hair. It gets in the way and is roughly discarded onto the bed, giving a much clearer view of a pale seven-year-old, methodically working his way through his fringe -- what's left of it. There's a patch been shaved off either temple, and something taped onto it with medical tape.]

Doesn't hurt -- a sensor? But that should mean --

[Not wasting any time, Conan slips out of the bed. He's been dressed in a man's shirt, as big on him as a hospital gown, a fact which gives him a moment's pause, but he's undeterred, rolling up the sleeves before turning to pick up his bracelet again -- and making another discovery. What he thought was a bed was a --]

Coffee table.

Looking for this?

[Conan turns to look at Sherlock, standing in the door way, smartphone in hand. Conan doesn't bother with a greeting, making his unsteady way over to snatch at the smartphone. Sherlock lets him, expression simply distant.]

Monitor higher brain functions ... ? Ha, there's an app for everything.

[Sherlock might be looking as unamused as ever, but a new face makes it's way around the door, with an expression that is clearly more welcoming.]

Conan! You're finally back with us?

John's glad. He was complaining that you were unsanitary.

[Conan's clearly not sure how to react.] Why the coffee table? Couldn't you have monitored me from my room -- o-oi-oi!

Don't get excited -- your bracelet. [Ignoring Conan's protests, Sherlock's casually taken hold of his arm and is reaching for the button that will end the feed.] You're broadcas--

[And cut.]

((ooc: Sherlock, John and Conan -- who is going to be doing most of the responses to this post! Finally back after his canon update sleep /o/ ))

[When this post loads up on the network, before any sort of talking or video, a certain image appears first.]

( non-ic cut for image )

[And once that has been displayed for a small amount of time, a positively beaming face appears on screen instead.] Hello, Asgard! My name is Akari Mizunashi, and I would just like to announce the opening of my very own business: ARIA Company! It's not all that much, but it focuses on touring the city to see the sights and what Asgard has to offer. With that, I'd like to extend a welcome to any newcomers who still might have questions or trouble about this place. I'll do my best to answer them, and I look forward to any patronage.

Also, um... [Alright how to go about this next part.] If someone could, I would really appreciate help in moving something. It's more or less unrelated to ARIA Company, but it's very important to me. Thank you for your time.

[She leaves it at that though since... Yeah, trying to explain you need to move a gondola the the lake at the park would probably sound a bit weirder..]

[ It's time for another session with everyone's favorite friendless losers. The feed turns on to show one Yozora looking not so cool today with her new fashionable headpiece. The embarrassment from her last post with Shu is still something she hasn't recovered from. ]

Members of the Neighbors Club, new and old! It's a pleasure to meet you all. Due to our conflicting schedules and the recent... events that have occurred in the past few days, I'm aware that we haven't been able to meet as often as we had hoped to, but to make ends meet, I've been meeting with my fellow club founders to mete out our responsibilities and find a solution to this. Thus, our first club meeting via Asgard's network shall commence. Now, before we get to the meat of the meeting--

[ what's that lurking behind yozora? with every mention of "meet / mete / meat", sena lurches closer to yozora like a wind-up toy fueled by meatcalling-induced rage and she's raising her arms to shove yozora's face out of the frame when---

she doesn't. what? instead sena hesitates then just scowls and lowers her arms and steps out of sight ]

Since for once you're being spared having to look at that dumb fox woman's face, I don't have to be charitable and restore the balance by having to show my divine one! Anyway before we go ahead with the rest of the meeting, we want to hear what you have to say about the speed-friendmaking event! Well, I don't really want to hear it unless it's something worth listening to! If you're going to ask stupid things like "Do you know the cellphone number of the person I talked to? What are their favorite places to go on dates? Have I reached the tokimeki state yet?" don't bother wasting that much oxygen! There's really only one important question here! Did you make any new friends from the event?

Ah and to that cute Nipa-chan... What's your favorite place to go to in Asgar --- OW!

[ yozora bites sena.

well no it's more like yozora's horse head bites sena's face. ]

Oh, sorry, I thought you were a tasty-looking piece of meat, but I forgot to cook you first and dug right in.

[ sena shrieks and tries to bat away the horse head ] No! Ah disgustingdisgustingdisgustinguncleannostupidyozoraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakillllllllllyou! The only mouth I want to touch my skin is Kobato-chan's!!!! Keep your mouth away from my face!!!! [ she scrubs at her face with the sleeve of her top ] I'm not clean for Kobato-chan anymore. [ and yep she's on the verge of tears ] Yozora you idioooooooooooot!!!!! [ and sena runs out of the frame and from the sound of a door slamming, out of the room, crying ]

Anyway, it's as Meat says. This opportunity to voice out your comments and concerns regarding the club doesn't happen that often, so don't waste it. By the way, we accept praise all year round. Snide remarks, protests and violent reactions are forbidden.

[ Kodaka is just line facing, ignoring Sena' tantrum. He's very glad his sister isn't here, and he knows she'll come back eventually. ]

Like the others said, we'd like to hear your input. Suggestions for future social skills building activities is something that'd be ideal. And despite what was just said, you can tell me things you didn't like about previous activities or something you need in the club room. We don't have much funds, but we'll do what we can.

[ He moves back from the screen, looking/talking at Yozora. His voice isn't as loud, but he can still be heard. ] Is there a reason you're wearing that?

Hmph, that's none of your business...

Speaking of activities, there's something else we want to hear from you. Now that we're finally not under attack by ice fairies, lions or fire-breathing dragons, we must make use of this time to hone our skills and improve our capabilities of surviving as normals. However, a dog ate our list of planned activities for the first six months of our stay. [ just admit you lost it, yozora... ] So we're opening the board for suggestions. For club activities, of course, but new and creative insults for Meat are welcome, too.

(ooc: stupid horseface yozora, meat, yankee-kun. ooc sign-ups for the neighbors club if anyone is interested. fire away, but tags from yozora will come in the morning. they will also be under an account i still need to make shh you will know it when you see it.)

[The video feed clicks on to a view of Kiri's (still messy) room, but with a few easels set up and paintings set up on them. The pictures...look very abstract and each one displaying a different pattern, yet they all share one thing in common: they're very colorful. Someone's been taking out their frustrations on their work. With the recent fatalities being displayed on the network, Kiri's had to vent in the way he does best, but it's still hard to get them off his mind. Sure, he's watched people get beat up, but he's never seen a violent death before, so the images are haunting him for now.

It's draining his inspiration as well, but this he can fix by appealing to the city for help:]

Hey, it's Kiri again.

Can anyone give me suggestions on what to draw? I'm kind of... [lost, confused, disturbed] ...bored right now, and I can't come up with anything to do keep busy.

I can even create items for you since I have the ability to turn my drawings into real things. No charge since you'll be giving me the idea, but I'll enough details to be able to replicate it.

[He pauses as if to say more, but he shuts off the feed with a mumbled 'thanks'.]


[Private Text to Hibiki:] Hey, what are you doing right now?

[The location of this feed is instantly recognisable. You'd think Asgard had seen enough of the hospital for one week ... but no, here we go, another hospital post this time courtesy of one tiny detective, still stuck in bed albeit looking decidedly better than he has been.]

Ne ... you know if you talk to the new arrivals that the gods haven't changed the letter they give us any! It still is all about restoring colour, nothing about Ragnarok, or cupcakes or possibly being attacked by faeries or friends. And Wendy-san said maybe we should have a welcome wagon. And since my books got confiscated and I'm stuck in bed still, I thought I'd get that started! It's not an actual wagon of course. That would be weird. It's a guide to Asgard kind of like the document Sam-san compiled about the gods!

I want to make sure I don't miss anything so let me know if there's anything you want to be certain is in it! I'm going to compile it all here As you can see, it's just an outline right now ... so let me know if you want to write about a certain part or you have an idea for something I should add!

Um ... I think that's all ... oh, if the nurses ask, I'm being really good and resting, okay? Okay.

[Well hello, everyone! At about noon, one of your Gods has appeared in front of you again, cheerfully addressing the network from a nicely furnished living room somewhere (the decor matches the castle, perhaps?) Loki is completely chill about this, nowhere near as uptight as Odin was.]

Hey there, Travellers! This is your captain speaking. One of them, anyway. The name's Loki.

Are you having a good time? How about a miserable one? Either way, we hope you're not bored. The whole point is to keep you going, isn't it? The more you laugh and cry, the better the city gets. Have you noticed yet? It's working. Some things are getting pretty colourful by now, so we really have to thank you a little.

Good thing it's a special time anyway. See, it's the first day of Spring, so for our little world of Yggdrasil, it's the beginning of a new year! Welcome to year 416 of the Last Era, everyone!

To celebrate, to get the year off on a good leg, and to thank you, we'll be allowing another little Q&A here. You can ask us whatever you want as long as you follow a few rules.

One, we don't have to answer repeat questions. We might, but if you're all asking us the same thing we aren't going to explain it over and over. That's boring, and I'm sure you're all perfectly intelligent enough to look at the answers we give other people.

Two, we don't have to answer stupid questions. Self-explanatory, right? If you're repeating a stupid question you're breaking two rules, so don't do that. You might end up regretting it.

Three, you're not entitled to answers we aren't ready to give you. If you can't handle hearing "no", we just won't argue with you.

Simple, right? Now for one last thing, here's a couple of questions you can answer for me, if you want to.

How would you like it if we socialized more? Would it make you more or less comfortable?

Also, what's the #1 thing you think this city is lacking?

Ready? Go.


[OOC NOTE: The mods will OOCly be following the gods' IC rules. This means that if your comment gets skipped we aren't mad at you, it's just that we are all people with limited time too. ;)

This is also the post that will trigger the proving a point plot. If your character was chosen (the list is below), they should comment here asking about their powers. If you don't have time to do so, you're welcome to handwave that they asked and it was ignored, but characters who didn't ask won't be punished. If you were chosen and changed your mind about participating at all, it's fine to just not do it (it doesn't have to be an exact 10 that die), but if you want us to find an alternate, PM us asap so we can do so.

Now for the 10 victims, we chose 5 with more mental powers and 5 with more physical, and tried to pull from the biggest variety of canons as possible. The characters chosen to die are as follows:

Dying from physical powers: Buffy Summers, Cheriour, Dante, Rin Okumura, & Ririchiyo Shirakiin

Dying from mental powers: Charles Xavier, Kainé, Rose Lalonde, Shiki Ryougi, & Sweden

Characters chosen can die anywhere from now til March 31. It honestly doesn't matter if it all happens in the next few hours or if they're all at once on March 31, so don't agonize too much over timing. Just have with it. Check the linked plot info for more details! :)]

[Video]

Is everyone alright? There were so many injuries... I'm still not very good at healing, but I will be dropping by the hospital again to check in.

[She pauses, as if wondering whether or not she should continue. But after a moment, she begins speaking again.]

With everything going on, I didn't notice but... I received something from my home! It's the teacher's uniform I was given when I started working at the Kamisaid Magic Academy. It's still big for me, but it's nice to have another reminder of then!

[Come to think of it, that would explain why her clothes are a bit different from her usual green cloak. Still, she looks happy to have them back!]

I hope everyone is okay at home. Misaki-san would probably yell at me if she found out I was here instead of teaching, eheheh... And Ahito-kun is probably causing trouble during class again... Oh! And I hope someone is looking after Shi-chan, too. Maybe Yutsuko-san? She would probably do a really good job at it...

[She trails off, eventually swiping an arm across her eyes.]

B-but, um. I should get going now! Bye-bye!

[So ever since arriving, Roxy had more or less been keeping a low profile. Without having Dirk here to explain things to her and stop her from worrying she had to deal it herself. Spending the past few days scouring the network she had looked over network posts belonging to those she knew, or apparently knew her, trying to figure out what the fuck was going on.

...Then somebody introduced her to the Sky's Prize nightclub in Loki district.

Which is why the video feed now shows one blonde teen climbing down from a table and successfully gulping down vodka before paying attention to the feed.]

Sup Asgaaaaard~

Whoever it was earlier than told me about this place, I love you man.

So it has come to my attention that I apparently have a hella lot of catching up to do with people here, and plenty others I have yet to meet.

So who wants to come hang out~? Come on guys the party's just getting started.

[Yep just gonna go back to dancing on the table for a bit now]

[ooc: Offline's cool too if anyone would actually be hanging out in the club!]

[ A device like this is little trouble for her to decipher and use; in fact it’s a little like home, using her ID card to keep in touch with people. ] Hello? My name is Safu. [ A short pause. ] I assume I’m speaking to other Travellers in the Eventide.

I’d like to know who’s been here the longest because I’d information about this place’s systems and the duties. The woman who greeted me spoke vaguely, so I’d appreciate any knowledge shared. I was told I was of the house of Odin and that I had a power, but I forgot to ask what sort of power.

[ Another pause, and then a statement that’s tacked on like an afterthought. ] ...also, if anyone knows a place where I can purchase sewing materials, that would also be appreciated. Thank you. [ Safu ends her first post there; it’s not how she usually speaks, but she keeps it polite and to the point. ]

[Homura seems slightly distracted when the feed begins, and the black cat that climbs onto her shoulder might have to do something with that.]

Ah, Amy, don't do that...

[A meow. You can't tell her what to do, Homura.]

Um, I was wondering... does anyone have any advice for caring for a cat...? S-She's not really mine; she's a stray from back home. [That she and Madoka visited. That Madoka made a wish to save.] I've never actually owned a cat myself, s-so...

Any advice would be appreciated.

_{[Without her original powers (or her Soul Gem in general), Homura's resorted to using a fireplace poker (or something of that sorts) to fight the fairies. She wanted to help out in more ways than just healing, in any case, though she looks slightly roughed up; being able to heal fortunately means she can take care of scrapes and scratches, but definitely, she's freezing. One of her braids has come undone, as well.]}

I-If anyone... if anyone needs someone to escort them, I-I can try to help. I can a-also try healing, too, but y-you should try making it to the hospital first...

<sub>[A pause, as she listens for more of the fairies.]

... Anyway, I h-hope everyone is staying safe.</sub>

[The feed starts up with Kiri grinning at it and looking really excited despite the whole monster attack outside. When he steps back a little, there's a good view of his room...and the floor is covered with tons of junk and miscellaneous items (like masks, weird looking animal dolls, and...carving knives?!). One might wonder how he managed to get his hands on all this stuff, especially the expensive-looking winter jacket he's wearing (with a ridiculous amount of white fur trim) and some white gloves to go with it. There's also smudges of what looks like charcoal and leftover pencil scratchings on his walls.]

Hey Tsuna, I figured out what my ability is! [Kiri looks incredibly proud of himself, it's practically beaming off him. Next, he steps to the side and gestures to his bed...which is piled with all kinds of winter clothes.]

If anyone else needs warmer clothes, I've made a ton already, so feel free to help yourselves. I wouldn't mind making more with exact measurements if none of them fit.

[But now his expression becomes more serious:] Just be really careful when you come pick them up. If you're too scared to go out, I can bring some to you. Those monsters walking around are really dangerous, so everyone's got to watch out for each other.

[ the turning on of the bracelet is deliberate. it's not dalian if it isn't. it's not dalian if it's not a peanut gallery.

once again, she holds a book -- a completely new one -- and is sitting at her room's window, all huddled under a thick comforter; she never liked the cold, not even back in england. her attention however is not on her book (surprising? why, yes) but on the riot happening outside her window.

she looks bored, doesn't she? yes. yes, she does look bored. ]

I didn't think there would be other types of fairies in Norse mythology other than the Dökkálfar and Ljósálfar. These merely look fake and uncreative, lacking originality from the standard description of fairies.

Which brings even more doubt to this version of Asgard. I've yet to see any evidence that this is indeed the Asgard of the mythos and then, this absurdity comes along. [ a sigh. she has a lot of complaints, unfortunately. that's how she rolls. ] I'm beginning to think that an unimaginative sad excuse for a person is merely rewriting a tale based on Norse mythology because it didn't satisfy their inferior sense of understanding of the mythology. Violating an already written piece of literature does not make it any better in a lot of cases.

And all this violence. [ a wrinkle of her nose. ] It's almost a reminder of someone I know. A foolish dunce who thinks with his gun as if that noisemaker would solve the problem entirely.

[ well, it does, dalian. it saved you a million times. ]

Violence would only bring more violence. Of course, blockheads wouldn't understand that much --

[ and while she's in the middle of her monologue, a fairy actually spots her and pretty much blasts ice towards her. in this case, she shrieks and falls on her back on the floor whilst using the book as her shield. ]

[Action; Sigyn District]

[Sure is a regular day around here! I mean, it's colder than usual - part of why Hibiki's got a thick coat, scarf, and cap set today - but really, how odd could it be for it to get a bit chilly?

In fact, she was just on the way through her own district over to Odin's to see if she couldn't find some nice books when she first spotted the fairies. And given they're so beautiful...]

Wow! I have never seen anything like it! I wonder what it is...?

[Which, naturally, gets the attention of the fairy. As it begins to make its way towards her, Hibiki stops to admire it...

Only to give a small yelp when it promptly claws her.]

Wh-wha-?

[She is completely caught off guard, making the fairy's attack even easier. It latches onto the small girl's arm, its claws digging at her sleeve and nicking her hand in the process, leaving it chilled and numb. In a panic, Hibiki tries to pull away, accidentally slamming her bracelet into the ground as she falls.]

[Video]



[Hibiki blinks in surprise as the screen comes up, but once it registers, she quickly begins her plea for aid even as her voice cracks with fear.]

S-someone, help! There's a monster or--or something. I don't-

[She is cut off with a terrified squeak as the fairy gets the jump on her.]

[ so as many people know already, Jadesprite was prototyped with a dog. and unfortunately for her, animal prototypes have some... downsides. 

like unwanted pests.

fleas, to be specific.

Sigyn is a nice patron god and all, but it seems like she's made the poor girl the victim of a bad joke. the video clicks on to Jadesprite, who is scratching furiously at the back of her ears. when she's not, she tries to rub her head against the wall to ease the apparent itch. you can tell by her eyes that she's been crying, but what else is new. ]

Does anyone know what's going on? I woke up today and everything felt itchy - especially my ears!! [ scratch scratch, sniffle. ] I haven't been anywhere or touched anything strange, and it's been going on all day... why? [ scratch scratch, dog whimper. ]

Woof...

[ACTION]

[ somewhere in the house, you might see Jadesprite floating around and trying to ease the itch with anything she can find - chairs, table ends, hairbrushes, you name it. give her a hand? ]

(( ooc: Jadesprite has been cursed by Sigyn, in the form of fleas! Any medical remedy will help ease the itching, but only temporarily. they aren't contagious either - this is a curse that sticks to her and her alone. they'll go away naturally in a few days. ))

[so it's another normal day in the sigyn house. sun is shining, birds are singing. wake up, try to go back to sleep only you can't because the birds are singing a little too loudly because they're buzzing right around your head. Video feed flicks on revealing a rather frazzled Tsuna who is doing his best to ignore the tiny yellow birds who are currently dive bombing his head, squeaking out odd phrases like 'GO MAKE FRIENDS' and 'TALK TO PEOPLE' and 'DON'T BE A HERMIT!!!'

He has bigger things to worry about. Such as the many valentines cards on his desk that seem to have angry messages written all over them. Thanks Enma]

So um. D-Do people normally celebrate Valentines like yesterday? I mean, instead of girls giving chocolates [ducking another divebombing bird and squawks himself, frantically waving them away] on Valentines and boys giving back on White Day? It was a bit different from what I'm normally used to, I guess.

[the screen suddenly fills up with feathers and Tsuna shrieks, snatching his bracelet off the desk as he runs out of the room] -OKAY! OKAY I'M GOING, I'M GOING, STOP DIVE BOMBING ME!!!

Anyway I guess that isn't really important but I heard there were a lot of new people arriving lately? W-welcome I guess and don't worry this sort of thing isn't nooooormaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal--

[and the feed finally clicks off]

[[ooc: Tsuna's been cursed by one of the gods for being a hermit and not interacting with people like he should ever since he decided to hole himself up in his room since the dragon attack. Don't mind the birdies that will be following him and attacking him until he makes some attempt at human interaction. Then they'll just disappear into thin air. Action for all of sigyn as Tsuna tries to shake off the birds. weeps what am I doing]]

[ the video shifts, and comes into focus to a friendly smile. ] It's boring, isn't it? You would think if a person was perfectly gray, they would have something exciting to say about their lives. But they just don't have the vibrancy, the color of life... Well. Any beautiful girl out there understands what I mean. You can't just replace life with grayness. Any gray girl simply can't compare to someone with passion.

Saying everything is boring would be even more boring, but maybe someone out there can spare some company for me? Someone should have some common interests. My name is Kanba, and I'm glad to meet everybody. Don't worry, I don't bite. Or do I? Maybe you'll have to come to find out, but we can be friends. I'm not looking for anything in particular except to waste some time. We can talk about shows that we've slept through, or maybe food we've never cooked.

[ from there, his smile turns slightly darker, and more predatory: ] Ah, I almost forgot to mention. As always, if anyone has seen a girl named Himari, please let me know immediately. I've been looking for her. She is a young girl, extremely friendly, and shouldn't be alone. [ the feed shuts off. ]