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.

[The Henry in the recording is as calm as usual- if a little subdued. Like most others in the city, he's been affected by the memory loss, but he's more confused than troubled by it, absently petting a rather fluffy cat as he addresses the screen.]

Well... it's sounded like a lot of folk are having problems with their memories, right? Either stuff in Asgard, or back home- and I guess that can be kind of scary for a lot of people. But I was wondering if, uh- if things were better off this way? For anyone else. Like, I'm sure there's good things I've forgotten too, but... as long as I remember this place, I think I'm okay with that!

[The laughter's not unusual, even the tone is probably familiar to anyone who's heard him- but it's more natural, a reflection of actual emotion.]

I think the gods kind of owe us~ So if they can keep from sorting this out- wouldn't that be awesome? There's got to be other people who're happy staying this way! In any case- do we have any leads on what's causing this? As useless as the gods are, I don't think even they'd inflict something like this on us now. We're not much of a fighting force at the moment. Even I'm not- I mean, I know what I've done here, but I don't really get why.

So even if it's dangerous... is it wrong to kind of want things to stay like this?

[When the camera turns on, some will notice a familiar face. Stuttering and looking uncharacteristically emotive.]

U-Um, who...how...how did this happen? Why am I a boy? Who is this? Who has my body? 

[...]

Oh....darn it, the gods did this, didn't they...?

((Replies will come from gretchenfool !))

[ Katniss doesn't mince words or waste time with ~*~*~manners~*~*~, as Effie would remind her. She has a relatively emotionless expression on her face, because she's just thinking business right now, and she's whittling away at a new arrow. ]

Would anyone here be interested in taking hunting lessons? I'd like to earn some extra money to help move out of the Gods' houses, for me and the rest of us from Panem, and I'm a good shot. I could teach you how to fire an arrow and how to make a bow, and string it... Skills we don't necessarily need here right now, but ones that we might. Especially if another camping trip happens like the last one.

If you're interested, you can just tell me here, or leave me a message later. I'll teach one on one.

[ After a slightly awkward pause, and thinking about it for a second, she speaks again. ]

Thanks.

 [He'd practiced with this thing a few times before actually recording with it.  From what he could tell, he'd gotten the hang of it.  The technology behind it just wasn't something he understood, but it was really impressive.  Sort of what he'd imagined technology should be like in this day and age-- or well, his own day and age.  The video starts, and he looks a bit serious.]

My name is Kyohei Kadota.  I've read Norse myths, but I didn't think they really existed.

[And now looks like he's barely containing a grin.  It wasn't every day that something he'd read in a book turned out to be real to this degree.  It actually made him pretty excited.]

The Library [left him speechless] is pretty great.  I think I'll be there a lot today, so I'd like to talk to anybody.  Anything anybody can tell me about this place is great.  How exactly do we bring color and life back here?

[This was great.  It felt like a real quest.]

Oh, one more thing.  If you know of a good job, I'm looking for one.

[Action for Odin house]

[While he knew there was someone in the room connected to his, he hadn't met them yet, only heard them.  Today, rather than spend all his time exploring the city, Kadota has decided to hang around his room and wait for them to see who it was.  He had his suspicions from the clothing, hair things, paints, and items left in the bathroom - it had to be a girl - but he really should find out, at least, a name.  

For now he'll be playing with his frost power on the bathroom mirror.  It was cool.  Not just cool, amazing.  It was one of the best things he'd ever experienced; it was really hard to believe he wasn't dreaming.  The grin on his face is just impossible to smother.]

[The feed opens up to what might be a familiar face to some. Minako's been in this world for a few days now, and while she's been taking everything in rather well, there's still some things that are concerning her.

Namely, one that she'll address right away...]

Ah, hey there. I'm one of the new arrivals here, Minako Arisato. But, I have been told that I've been here before, even if I don't remember it. So if there's anyone thast I met before, I'm really sorry for leaving on you.

[Its a little direct, but seeing as she doesn't know who knew her before, this was the best way she could broach the subject.]

What I'm really interested in right now, is killing some time. [its true. Without clubs and events and social links, she's finding she has a lot of time on her hands, and that simply won't do.]

So maybe someone could help me. I want to cook and bake some new things, and we're all from different places, right? What's some of your favourite foods and recipes from your home?

[For anyone lurking around Freya's kitchen, they'll find one Minako, still in her school uniform, rifling through the cookbook section with immense concentration.

There's gotta be a cool new recipe in here somewhere.]

{ ooc: sorry for the late replies! things have been a little stressful on my end }

Hello? I've been told I can use this bracelet to communicate with you all, but I'm afraid that it's a little difficult for me to familiarize myself with it. My, it'd be a little embarrassing if I'm not using this correctly at all. [ for being taken away to some entirely different world (or so says the maid), lilly is fairly calm about this, showing only a little tension in her voice at her confusion. she is nervous, but panicking won't get her very far. ] I believe I'm still here at the Welcome Hall.

[ annoyance has leaked into her voice now. she may be perfectly fine with her disability, but leaving a blind girl in an unfamiliar place -- alone -- is somewhat cruel. ] The woman guiding me seemed to have other things to do.

... I don't mean to be a bother, but if there truly are others out there listening to this, I would be grateful if someone could provide me with a little more information and possibly lead me out of this room. [ she ends her voice post with a pause, tone more apologetic as her eyebrows knit together, a tiny and embarrassed smile on her face. ] I would appreciate it very much.

[ GOOD MORNING, SUNSHINES. it's ten am are you awake yet you should be awake, WAKE UP YOU BUTTS. this is mako sitting... somewhere. BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY, there is a weird ass dragon looking thing gettin' all up his face with affectionate nuzzles and stuff (RESHIRAM STOP...), that some of you might recognise as belonging to hilda. MAKO IS TRYING TO IGNORE HIM, BUT DRAGON FACE IN YOUR EAR IS DISTRACTING. ]

Has anyone seen Hilda today?

[ he's not going to explain why he's asking but I MEAN COME ON GUYS try and infer some shit yo. end feed.

are you near the edge of geifon park? THEN YOU CAN PROBABLY SEE MAKO GETTING HIS PERSONAL SPACE INVADED BY THE DRAGON THING. reshiram stop pls omg.

help.

]

[ The feed opens to show two familiar faces in the network. One of them, a certain purple-haired shy girl, is leaning back from the bracelet's camera and is visibly uncomfortable, basically looking away from it as if she's not acknowledging its existence. Aside from that tragic drunk post, Hanako never had to deal with using the video feature, but just this once she thought it was proper.

She'll let the boy next to her begin the speech, fidgeting around. However, he's just as awkward, except that he's acknowledging that the camera is turned on. He clears his throat so that his voice doesn't do anything funny when he talks and speaks. ]

Hello, everyone. Um... I was thinking that since the water is gone now, we could try and fix the plants that drowned. And while we're doing that, we can also probably plant some trees around Asgard and make it Arbor Day some time next week.

Arbor Day is just a day where you plant trees and care for plants. I know it sounds like community work and all, but we would really like your help. [ Doesn't a greener Asgard look better anyway?! He looks over at Hanako to see if she wants to add anything.

She was awkwardly trying to get her hair to cover that half of her face completely, and when Damien calls to her, she gulps and tries to speak out as well... still facing away from the camera. ]

O-of course the flowers, gardens and smaller plants in general received the worst damage, so this plan won't include only trees. We'll have to use all the seeds we can find and plant them in any spot where soil is available.

[ And then a short, awkward pause on her end. ]

... I would appreciate the help of those in the Sigyn house who have the power of Growth like me. Even if it's minimal, I'm sure that together we can make the work faster. Perhaps even those with Energy Lending might give us a helpful hand.

But anybody can help too! It doesn't start without digging a hole and planting a seed, after all. Maybe there would be more colors if many people help out.

... Yes, that too. [ Fidget fidget. ] We haven't decided on the day yet, but we will let you know as soon as we sort it out. It won't be sooner than a week from now, though...

And if there's any questions, we can try to answer them the best we can.

[ And with a small smile, he turns the camera off. ]

[ ooc: This is a little forward-dated to when the flood is gone! Also, Hanako and Damien will be replying in separate threads. o/ ]

[ No greetings, or any attempt to be friendly and open today. She can't be bothered being polite today. However, even despite all the bitterness and anger directed in various directions, Hanako will turn the audio feed on and speak to the network, hours after Heimdall's announcement.

Her voice is quiet, and oddly cold even for someone as gentle as she is. ]

I would like to once again apologize sincerely to whoever ran into me during the... competition, and all the discomfort my reactions caused you. I was completely out of control, and I don't think there's still any excuse for what happened.

[ She feels like gagging at the mere mention of the 'competition' word, but she'll continue. ]

Our House apparently... won a considerable amount of gold. This is directed to all Sigyn members; what are you planning to do with all that? I am just curious.

[ Hanako waits a few seconds, then she'll click the feed off. Someone is obviously hurt and in need to talk with anyone. ]

...hmm. I've been ignoring the network a lot lately. Maybe too much. It's like the feeling of forgetting to pick up your newspaper for a couple of weeks, or having your TV break so you can't watch the news.

Has anything gone on? [She ponders this.] Not big big thing, I think I would have heard about them...I did go to the spring party a while back, but that's about it...oh no, what if I'm turning into a hikkikomori...

[Madoka shakes her head.]

Um, I guess I apologize if I missed anything. Maybe I had a head cold or something...


[Another fairly lengthy pause.]

Oh, this s-seems kind of pointless, doesn't it...? Um, I guess I could say something else...does anyone else here practice magic back home? Or are any of you archers? Maybe we could talk about that...

I have a question, if you do not mind answering, everyone.

[There's a long pause, where Kadar considers both the question and his own answer for a moment.]

Are you happy here?

[Kate cuts the feed in with her at the Arena, having just worked out and looking physically charged. Endorphins and all that. She's sitting on a bench in one of the Arena training rooms.]

It's come to my attention that there are a lot of people here without any kind of self-defense training. Since there is no kind of police force [yet] for protection purposes, would anyone be interested in classes? I'm no expert, but I know a bit about the basics.

Just an idea, let me know if you're interested. And if anyone does have any kind of training or experience and would like to help out, contact me. I'd be all for setting something up.

[She gives a small smile before cutting the video.]

[Oh hey it's Train...on a roof(probably the Sigyn Welcome Hall's)...just sort of staring out at the street because he can. Well there's not a view you expect everyday (but it soon will be). Train looks at the device after a bit]

Whatever new power I have I really would have preferred if I could just keep my awesome previous speed and agility.
I mean, it took me like...two minutes to get up here. That's embarrassing.

Ah well, what can you do I guess. Least I still got my eyes. That'd have sucked if I suddenly couldn't see from here to the edge of town.

[Oh look everyone, you've got a Fluttershy on your screen. She seems preoccupied with something but she looks at the feed with purpose.]

Um, hello, everypony.

I've been thinking sort of lately. And I was curious about something. If you care to answer...

[Her mumbling falls off into something only she can understand and she speaks up again after a moment.]

What sorts of things frighten you? Or make you nervous?

Like... Um, I'm afraid of talking to somepony new, and loud noises, and dragons, and storms... Oh gosh, storms. Or that somepony might not like me or make fun of me for something that I've done and--...

[Oh right.]

Oh... And how do you help get over those fears?

[A long, awkward pause--]

... Thank you very much for listening. I hope that somepony is interested in answering this. But you really don't have to. I promise.

Oh.

[Freyr has his face so close to the bracelet that all that can be seen are big blue eyes tearing up and dark brown hair.]

Has Freyr been demoted! Is he being punished!?

[He seems really concerned about this.]

This is too much! Loki Freyr understands, Heimdall being punished Freyr also understands, but Freyr has done nothing to have his godhood taken away!

[Damn you Odin why were you such a dick!? Wasn't making him play a villain bad enough?]

And what is this nonsense this maid was talking about. Where is this house of Freyr? Freyr was living in Midgard he doesn't want to go home! Freyr has yet to win Mayura as his bride!

[He pauses a bit, it seems he's calming down a little and lowers his arm so more of him can now be seen.]

Though... Freyr doesn't remember Asgard looking like this.... Freyr hasn't even seen Odin yet either and that seems odd.....

What's going on? Freyr is feeling a little lost.

[Oh, hey, Asgard. Remember this girl? She may look eeriely similar to the one whose skull blew into a million pieces earlier in the day. Though, thankfully, her head seems to be fully functional and intact this time around.

You really wouldn't think she had any sort of traumatizing, life-threatening experience at all. She appears to just be sitting outside in Odin district, enjoying the late afternoon, perhaps during a rare dry spell, though one couldn't precisely tell which district it was unless asked or they happen to come across her. Once again the bracelet appears to be perched on some sort of surface; maybe a crate or something she dragged over. Rose herself seems to just be sitting on a bench, a body brush in one hand and what appears to be a washcloth in the other.

And why? Simply to care for her beautiful pony, it seems. It's docile enough to stay still as she runs the brush through its coat, particularly over several blotchy, pinkish spots on the otherwise unblemished hide.

After a moment, she turns to the camera. Smiles, like the entirety of Asgard didn't witness her death only that morning.]

I hear soap and cold water are effective measures in reducing the discolorations bloodstains bring. Do any of you think such attempts would prove fruitful on horsehide, or shall I open the forum to other propositions?

Also, suggestions as to where I may shelter this fine equine specimen would be appreciated. As convenient as it is, I don't imagine I can leave her tied to a post outside the Odin house until the remainder of my days within the confines of this city have been spent.

[Rose doesn't tend to use video or voice feeds, but this one is for a special occasion. The video feed clicks on to Rose...simply sitting in her room, a cup of tea in her hand, and nothing more. The bracelet seems to be sitting on a nearby table. There's a tenseness to her, though, a strange, tight-lipped look.

This lasts a few minutes, actually. It's hard to see, but she appears to be gripping the teacup so tightly that her knuckles are turning white.

She takes a long drink from the cup in her hand, draining it entirely, before setting it back down. She casts a look to the clock in her room. Four minutes. Not long now. She turns back to the video, leveling it down again with a gaze.

It's a hard stare. It's an angry one.]

Allow me to extend my gratitude to our ever-benevolent hosts, for their prompt consideration of my request.

I'm sure the purpose of your favor will be duly noted.

[She wants to scream and rage and make the entire city turn in on itself. She could do it. She knows she could. But her Seer's eye showed her such an outburst would be useless. No point in it at all, and it would just make things all the harder for her once she returns.

She will return. She'll be back before the day's over. It's not like she hasn't died before, and with the way her fate is slated, Rose doubts she'll even feel anything.

But the heat and the building pressure still makes her hands shake, and she folds them together even more tightly, eyes never moving from the camera on the video feed.

Five. Four. Three. Two. One.]

( Cut for graphic content )