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[She's in the library, her communicator propped against a book to keep it upright. Surrounding her are stacks of other books and dozens of pages with scribbled notes and equations.

She speaks frantically while she works, pen flying over paper. Trying to make sense of -- anything.]

They say it's coming and can't be stopped. What I saw in the Observation Room corroborates. The stars are being devoured. I feel it. Breathing on the back of my neck. Its fingers in my hair.

But if there was a way to avoid it before, it can be avoided again. The nebulous ominous it.

I need more time.

retrorsum

Has anyone found a pod containing someone that was supposed to be dead? That they knew to be dead.

( river asks more out of curiosity than anything, out of trying to understand and gain more knowledge on the pods, on who and how they were brought here. she also can't deny that small piece of hope that comes with the question, of wanting to see someone that she couldn't (shouldn't) be able to see again )

hedonistic

hey so these disappearances are spooky and seasonally appropriate and all but things have been kinda boring lately right

[have they, kagari. have they really.]

so i was thinking it might be fun to play a game
any of you guys ever heard of would you rather?

basically how it goes is someone posts two things (the more ridic the better) and people respond with their decision on which they'd rather do and then come up with their own two things

it ends up with us all judging each other's life and choices and nobody lives happily ever after (◡‿◡✿)

let's start with a classic: would you rather be attacked by 100 duck-sized horses or by 1 horse-sized duck?

nineteenfortyfive

[Is this not about a medical thing, this time? Seems so. Claire's a bit more relaxed than she usually is when using the network, and it might have something to do with that glass of wine in front of her.]

It's my fifty-first birthday this weekend. Do I win the award for most elderly amongst us refugees?

It's hard to believe I was in my late twenties when I first came to Olympia. Stasis is... strange, to say the least, but I'm sure any of us here for an amount of time realize that.

[Now, let's see who's going to be a smartass and make a grandma comment. She's waiting. It's there, in her smile. Do it.]

ettersberg

It may simply be an impression with no basis in reality, but it seems to me that since the Natha have left, more people have returned to stasis.

[ he doesn't add "what do others think?" but the question is implied. ]

greeted

Hello.

I am curious about the general knowledge of androids in this place and thought I would ask a few questions, if anyone has the time to answer.

1. Do androids exist in your world?
If so, what are they like? Do they have humanoid appearances, how do they behave, are they designed to emulate human responses, et cetera.
2. Have you interacted with an android?
If so, what was it like? Did you know they were an android? Were they able to successfully 'pass' for human?
3. If androids exist in your world, were there laws passed in relation to them, their uses or 'rights'?
What were these laws? Did you witness them being broken? What were the consequences?

And I have another question, not relating to androids. Regarding emotions –

4. Are there methods available to assist in regulating unpleasant or extreme emotional responses? Preferably with 100% success rates, though I am happy to discuss tools with less guaranteed outcomes or results.

Please respond at your convenience. Thank you for your time.

— Connor

hellzone

Little demons of El Nysa! I bring to you seasonal tidings! [ and Yoshiko strikes a dramatic pose ]

The Aqours Spooky Get Yohane Magical Powers Halloween Extravaganza is later this week! Fallen Angel Yohane and Little Demon You have put together a wonderful Halloween party, at [ insert ic date here ] and located at [ insert address to a restaurant in Olympia here. ] There'll be spooky snacks, spooky ambiance, and all the perfect Halloween party games! Bobbing for apples, carving pumpkins, one of those 'reach your hand in and feel the eyeballs' sort of boxes...we're gonna hit all the highlights!

You-chan and I did a really good job with the decorations and getting this place perfectly spooky, so at least stop by to take a look at everything. That being said, if anybody wants to donate some pumpkins or some food or anything like that, we won't say no! [ pause ] Oh, and the place is letting us use their event room on the promise that they'll make a lot in drink sales, so everybody's gotta order a drink, okay? You can get...I don't know, mozzarella sticks if you don't drink. Those are Yohane approved!

( the actual party log can be found here! )

idealisme

What would you die for?

[There's no preamble. Enjolras is not in the mood to set the scene. He's been thinking and gotten nowhere so he wants the input of others. Over his shoulder it's apparent his room a shambles, a young man living alone with his mind on things other than housekeeping.]

For myself there's a cause that I've given all my life to. It's the highest ideal I can imagine. I know that is not a usual thing. Life is precious; until I woke up here I'd have said that death precluded any second chances at it. But that's beside the point.

I ask because I thought I others shared my opinions. It is rational to give your life only for the most important ideal. Sacrificing yourself for just anything- to get any item or even for another person... [His lips pinch together in thought, his eyes look distant for a moment.] I have not been able to reconcile it.

[A quick sigh escapes him, frustrated.]

I would appreciate your sincere answers and insights. Thank you.

nysan

Bzzt. Your phone is buzzing, but it doesn't seem to be due to receiving any calls or texts. Upon opening your device, the vibration will stop — however, there will be a faint sound of static as you navigate through it, as though it's been tampered with. Anyone tech-savvy would discover fairly quickly that it's nothing of major concern — nothing's going to explode, thankfully — but it won't take an expert to realize that there's something very different about the network.

All names on your contact page have been erased, leaving only unidentifiable numbers and letters behind. They will constantly change, making it impossible to attach these codes to one person.

Some recent posts on the network may also experience this interference: names will be missing, voice recordings erased, and videos so heavily filtered that you would not be able to see the poster's face. Those old messages in your inbox remain mostly untouched, but any incoming messages will certainly be affected by this strange phenomenon.

Not too long into the morning, however, a new voice will appear on the network. The speaker is unaffected by the phenomenon — has she come with answers?
Well, this is unfortunate. As infallible as the Natha claim to be, it would seem that their technology is not backwards-compatible with our networks after all. You may experience some interference with your communications while we work this out, but do not be alarmed. I assure you, this is only temporary.

— Perhaps not. The woman doesn't even identify herself before disconnecting altogether. Well, there are worse things that could be happening, but one thing is for sure: this won't be the last time you'll hear from her.

In the meantime, all network activity may be anonymous, at the player's discretion. You may use this post as an pseudo-anonymous post as well as branch out to misfires in personal inboxes or other network posts. If you opt to have your character post (accidentally) anonymously, please indicate so in the subject line. There will be no usernames displayed. For voice and video, the audio may be distorted and faces altered with strange filters. Feel free to be as creative as you please!

Please direct all questions to the questions thread below.

fiendennor

This isn't something that I typically find myself asking or even thinking about, to be honest.
But I suppose I'm of age now, and "of age" is a somewhat irrelevant concept when the countries and laws we come from no longer exist, isn't it?

With that said:

In our current circumstance, where might one find an alcoholic drink?

pluspetitpoete

[It looks like he's been crying recently, his eyes and cheeks red. He sniffles and scrubs at his eyes a little, trying to collect himself more before he speaks.]

It's nice, up here. Truly it is. I love having the exhibition hall -- I can go look at the flowers whenever I like. Maybe I'll be able to find a little box, or something? I have these seeds I wanted to plant.

And of course I'm happy that we've all made it, and we're safe, and the dragon isn't a problem anymore. Or at least I hope he isn't. I feel bad for him, though, it wasn't his fault --

I suppose it doesn't matter now, does it. [He frets at the sleeve of his shirt a bit, glancing down and away]

It's only that -- well I'm not trying to sound ungrateful, we do have this lovely ship that we can all live on.

Only that it feels a bit unfair, I suppose. We all had our homes taken away, some of us quite recently, and then our new homes vanished as well.

I don't know right now, if I'd rather return to the planet, if we could, or to stay here. It could be nice to stay here! I could meet some of the people I've only spoken to over communicators, or had only just met before -- everything. Madame Fraser, I'd like to see her again. Oh and I never got to meet Mademoiselle Blossom! We could share poetry, perhaps? It would be easier to get together, this way.

Mademoiselle Jessica, I hope you're all right, as well, and settling in.

[The boy sighs and sniffles again, wiping a little at his nose, self consciously.] I suppose I'm craving some stability.

doomedtheworld

I don't understand it.

[It's probably pretty late at night when she shows up on the video feed. She's looking better than she did right after the fight anyway. Her face on the video is still bandaged but the bruises and wounds that were visible before are almost entirely gone. She could be fully healed but she'd declined most healing, opting just for enough to keep her alive and deciding to rely on her pewter and Allomancy for the rest.]

This world has everything. The air and the skies are clear, the water is clean, things grow freely here. It isn't perfect, maybe, but it's still a place where people can just live.

[She frowns, but as melancholy as she seems her voice still sounds hard. She's not just lamenting what happened, it could be said she looks like somebody trying to work out a puzzle.]

So why would somebody want to destroy it like that? No matter how hard I think about it, I can't make any kind of sense about it.

Or maybe I was just naive to think somebody like that couldn't exist in a place like this too.

[She shakes her head, sighing, and shakes her head before cutting off the video though her expression still looks as troubled as before.]

Nevermind. I'm rambling.

idealisme

[There are a pile of old, dusty books on the table behind Enjolras; guess what he's been doing the past couple of days. Also at the table sits a dark haired man, slouched over and watching with amusement.]

Many other have put forward their thought about how to deal with the shadow looming over us, that is: the chance that high dragons will be returned to life. We are all of one accord. It is best to plan for the worst, to protect the citizens of Wyver and of Olympia, and all those who live outside their walls. [Look don't judge him this is just how he talks.]

It is a good aim, and one I wish to be involved in. I have searched the libraries of Wyver to see what has been recorded on these high dragons. In particular, how best to bring one down-

[He looks away from the camera, picking up an old book and gently opening it to a bookmark to read:] "The question of how to overcome the high dragons remains. Their massive size is no weakness as their thick scales are near impenetrable- the underbelly as defended as the rest of its hide ....more susceptible are the joints, wings, and the eyes- though only to weapons enchanted. Attempts to target these areas have been as successful as not."

[He looks up.] There are other such old accounts from when the high dragons were last fought. I have written a summary, but I do not believe we can rely on the old methods of fighting these creatures.

We are from many different worlds. Some of us may have fought creatures similar to this, others will have martial experience. Let us share our ideas of how to bring down this monster. I do not have experience with it myself, but -

[Another voice answers:] It's a failure of your education, Apollo! [interjects the dark haired man from the back of the video, lifting his head. With a thunderous scowl at being interrupted, Enjolras turns to look.] These Parisian écoles are no more than glorified clubs for rich young men whose parents have more money than sense! What do they learn there? Nothing! And why attend at all when you can slip a man a sous a week to answer 'yes' for your attendance! And don't stop there-

I am stopping here. [Replies Enjolras firmly.] I'll wager your teachers wouldn't recognise you if they passed you in the street. None would, other than your bartender. Now leave or shut up. There are more important things being discussed.

[He's still scowling when he turns back.] As I said- Let us use the information we have to consider how we would overcome this monster. Better to discuss the hypothetical now than after the creature has set our houses on fire.

[There's the beginning of another interjection from the table, but Enjolras quickly turns the camera off.]

[ooc: tl;dr Enjolras has found some information about dragons that he's sharing with everyone!]

inaurare

Hello everyone. I've a slightly irregular circumstance I hoped someone might help me with. I debated whether or not I should ask, but-- well, it's been a few days and if-- I suppose if it belongs to someone it's unfair I hold on to it just out of embarrassment.

It's this:

[and here, he attaches an odd image - a photograph of an eggplant, carved out of stone. An unusual subject as stone-carving goes, and certainly an odd thing to be so uncomfortable over that he doesn't seem to want to show his face over the network... but voice to text seems to be doing a great job of catching all of his hesitance over this.

Because the problem is that for Linneus - and only for Linneus - it looks like a giant stone penis.]

It is not the first thing I have had abandoned outside my house, but why this, I haven't much of an idea. There was no note, no explanation, so if anyone could suggest where it might have come from? Whom I might return it to...?

It is a... "distinctive" ornament, so I suppose it's also possible Lula might have taken it.

[which leads to the slightly horrifying thought of Lula proudly running around who-knows where, for who-knows-how-long, holding that]

((tl;dr, Linneus' ACP reward was an enchanted jewellery box shaped like a erection - a dildo of holding, if you will - but only he can see that it's basically a giant phallus. Everyone else sees an eggplant.

Help. Help him.))

thetaintedsorrow

[The video opens with a very flushed Chuuya, and the source of that rosy color on his cheeks is soon readily apparent. In his hand is a glass of red wine that’s barely half-full, and it’s obvious that he’s been hitting the bottle hard. Behind him is the backdrop of a lavish, cozy bedroom, and a small bird can be seen flitting to and fro.]

This is the first time I’ve posted a video on here. Seems easy enough. Anyway, while we all wait for news of whatever the hell is going on with the bigger picture right now, why not have some fun?

[Chuuya takes a sip of his wine.]

So I’m gonna ask a few questions. First off, what’s your drink of choice? I’m taking suggestions on different cocktails to mix up since I’ve got an entire bar to work with now. Hell, if it’s good enough, I might just name it after you.

[And he downs the rest of the wine. So classy.]

Second question; besides the people, what do you miss most about home? Or maybe tell me about something you’ve gotten back that you were missing when you first woke up. Or even weirdass gifts you never asked for that just randomly appeared.

vorrutyer

[ Byerly is on screen, looking pained and unhappy. ]

Nom de Dieu, I'm bored. Let's start some gossip.

Tell me - this question goes out to everyone - who's the worst person here? Or if that doesn't work, tell me who you like best. Or - mm - at least tell me who you've been secretly eyeing. Or just make up a salacious rumor, I don't care, just tell me something fun.

pluspetitpoete

[There's a bit of adjusting at first; a very close look of a young, blond man's face, then his palm covering the lens before he finally sits back, happy with himself.

He waves, beaming brightly and clearly very excited to be recording this.]

Hello everyone! My name is Jean Prouvaire. I recently arrived here, and I wanted to introduce myself. I heard this is the best way to talk to the most people, so I thought I'd try it!

Let's see, I'm from Earth. From France, specifically. It's quite different here, but I think it's lovely! I have friends here, and I hope to meet some new people as well.

What else? I'm a poet! Not professionally, I was in school for languages and linguistics, but I love to write! Oh, I also very much enjoy horticulture and botany! The plants here are so interesting and I know I ought to be careful with most of them, but some are too lovely to resist.

I think that's about all for now! I look forward to speaking with you all!

winecasks

[ Grantaire is where he usually is, huddled off with his wine in the corner of a tavern somewhere in Wyver. He doesn’t seem to be too far into this endeavor, considering he’s plenty eloquent when he decides to make a speech to the network.

It’s less than rousing. It's mostly complaints. ]

All this talk of politics has made me weary, friends. To be frank, I hardly understand it at all. I have listened. I drink, it’s true, but I listen. My ears are far better than my eyes or my memory, and no one ever tunes their conversation to exclude the fellow enjoying his drink in the corner.

[ This much seems to be true, given how he’s been rambling at length and no one has bothered to silence him. There’s chatter in the background as people enjoy their own conversations, separate from him as he drinks from the bottle. ]

I have heard things. Things about how the first to wake were welcomed gladly by Olympia, and others still were welcomed by Wyver later on. My ears are fine and well, I assure you, but my mind is perhaps foggy. It cannot comprehend what happened to create this change. Politics. Surely that is the only answer. It always is.

[ He rolls his eyes, taking another drink. ]

Well, I’ll not partake in any of it. I have no love for one city over another, no love for a king over an empress. I do not disdain monarchy, though I do not disdain those who do. I simply disdain politics. Tell me why I should choose one side or another, or why I should change my mind on the matter.

idealisme

[Hello again network, here's Enjolras scowling at you from a small riverside cafe in Wyver (he's Parisian, he can always find a tiny riverside cafe). He looks like he could do with some sleep.]

We have all noticed the growing tension between the two nations. That is: Wyver and Olympia. Some of us will have been subject to hostile words and exclusion by the native citizens thereof. Is this hostility warranted? It is not. It is due to nothing but the place in which one has chosen to live.

If this were the full extent of the situation, intervention would be warranted. But I fear matters will not stop here. There may be an escalation towards violence and war. War that will benefit none but the rich and powerful and leave the poor dead or hungry.

How are we to deal with this? It is unjust. We should not stand for it. Have any reproached hostile citizens who have acted in this way? We must do so. We must also approach the leaders of these nations. Their grudges against each other cannot be used to justify escalation. If they will not yet be moved to stand down from their illegitimate positions, at least they might contain their oppression to their own peoples.

Let us discuss it. There are a great many of us, enough that these warmongering oppressors must listen if we speak. Enough that our fellow citizens must see that senseless hostility will bring them no good.

[He's optimistic about this. Faith in humanity, go.

There's a pause as he takes a drink from his tiny coffee cup, and you might think he's done-- but there's one more thing.]

There is another matter- is there someone who knows where a man might find employment? I ask that you let me know. A... friend of mine finds himself with nothing to occupy himself with but wine. It profits no one but the bartender. I'd rather see him with something useful to do. [Yes, Grantaire. He's talking about you.] I thank you.

yelliot

_{[After about half an hour of trying to figure out how to post with his phone, Elliot's using the network for the first time. Does he have something important to report? Well, that depends on if cats matter to you or not...]}

My friend found a cat.

_{[Ah yes, the classic 'asking for a friend technique' in action. Always works, never fails.]}

They don't know what to name it, so I'm asking for suggestions. This is what it looks like.

Don't suggest stupid names either! A cat like this deserves a really good name!

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