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[The feed begins with a man in his late thirties, one hand welded to his forehead in consternation. Adjacent is a swanky looking turntable, and stacks of records can be seen on a table behind the sofa. The titles are indiscernible but it looks to be a ballpark of about fifty albums.

He stares into the camera, desolate.]

All right kids, I'll concede: my folks would have cracked my radio if they heard how much I let The Doors holler out of it. I know it's a pattern and every generation thinks the one after it is a tasteless pack of miscreants. And I've been keeping an open mind. I can't afford not to. Music was my job, and for the most part the stuff hitting the airwaves had been pretty solid. Whoever's been picking out tunes for me up above has been doing pretty damn swell so far, too. Soundgarden was great, Lauren Hill, the Alabama Shakes — there's a lot of good shit I've missed out on because my apocalypse hit so early.

[He takes a deep breath.]

But today, I need an explanation.

[He takes a record out of a sleeve. Sets it on the player and closes his eyes in bitter resignation as the thing gets rolling.

His jaw clenches tight as the music starts.

"Hiya Barbie!"
"Hi Ken!"
"Do you wanna go for a ride?"
"Sure Ken!"
"Jump in!"
"I'M A BARBIE GIRL! IN A BARBIE WO-O-ORLD! LIFE IN PLASTIC, IT'S FANTASTIC!!"

A comely but irate redheaded woman stomps into the background.]

If you don’t shut that off, there’s going to be cats clawing at our window to check out who’s dying!

[Richie rips the record off, vein pulsing in his forehead.]

Music is dying, Bev! It's over! We've lost the war!

[She scoffs, disappearing once more. Richie looks to the camera.

He snaps the record in two with a malicious crack and tosses the pieces behind him.]

I don't know who allowed this to happen, but you ought to be ashamed of yourselves.

[The video cuts out. Please deposit your apologies and condolences below.]

inreturn

Alright! How’s everyone doing today? Great? Not so great? You can tell me all about it—but wait just a sec. There's something I want to ask.

[Kaden fidgets with his device. He’s not quite sure where to point it, but eventually his face appears! And there are his ears, bouncing a little, flicking as he starts to talk.]

Does anyone know where I can find someone named Shura? I was looking all over for her at the gala. Let’s see...she has red hair, she loves food on a stick, she does odd jobs, and she likes talking about socks. Anyone know anyone like that? I owe her for a big favor she did me! See? [He moves the camera to a set of fancy chocolates.] They’re alcohol-filled chocolates! What will they think of next? She's going to love them. [He turns the camera back to himself, beaming.] If you can help me, I’ll owe you a big favor, too. It’s important that I give these to her right away. Thanks!

[But wait! There’s more. He pauses just long enough to segue, his smile fading a little.]

The atmosphere’s a little tense lately, but I don't need to point that out. I was just thinking that I’ve never really been to Olympia, so I should check out what that’s all about, right? So, I’m also looking for a tour guide! If anyone wants to show me all the sights...all the best places to eat, all the best places to nap, and where to find the best tail-brushers...I’d really appreciate it! Doesn’t that sound like a lot of fun? Plus, you get to spend time with me! Kaden!

Just answer if you think you can help, alright? And don’t be shy! I might be a kitsune, but I don’t bite unless I have a good reason. I promise.

quevalry

[ Now that the sickness is finally disappearing, everyone can get back to living their normal life. Granted, she is certain that some are still recovering so Lena being, well, Lena, has a question for everyone. It's one that she hopes will help distract some people and maybe give them a chance to gush about something cool.

That, and she gets to learn more about the different worlds out there. ]

Okay! I think this is on and working. I don't usually do an entire network call like this, but, uh, hey! Lena here, with some questions for you guys! Does anyone have heroes in their world? Because I'd love to learn about the different types of heroes out there. [ Because who doesn't love to learn about that. ]

Also, I'm actually kind of curious to know if anyone here is one... a superhero or just a good ol' hero is good enough for me. I'd love to meet you! Be kind of good to have some sort of hero club or if we can work together in the future if something like this ever happens again.

But, I hope it doesn't. [ Because nobody deserves to get sick. Still, the idea around it is still there in case anything big happens and the royal guard can't just look after it -- assuming it's in an area where they are. ] So if you're a hero then hit me up! If you have a favourite hero, let me know about them.

Cheers!

lahaine

Ufufufu~ it seems like a lot of you are desperate for some help... [ The provocative laughter seemed to echo as the dragon witch spoke. A bored sounding tone followed. ] ...A cure for that disgusting sickness.

[ Get the facts first. You can distort them later. That was how it worked, right? One had to wonder if she really was telling the truth about knowing anything at all. The silence was broken. ]

While you sit there uselessly stewing in your disease, I made quick work of something else. [ Like hell she would call whatever that rodent was a person. ] Before the vermin was reduced to ash, it enlightened me on a few things.

Rejoice, garbage - for I will share them with you. [ With her sharp tongue and disrespectful words, one had to wonder why she was doing this. Maybe she was lying, maybe she was bored...or maybe she just knew someone who was sick and this was an indirect way of helping... ]

The disease was manufactured by the Institute, stolen, and released... hahahah...obviously. Part of the cure is a stupid plant - the Yuwi flower, is what was mentioned. [ Fingers drumming on some sort of surface can be heard as she goes quiet. That was all she knew. ]

Well, I have long proved my competency among you morons, what have you done? Better get to doing something! Hahahahah!

unpromising

Hey. My name's Qrow.

[ A familiar greeting, not that anybody is familiar with him! His voice is gruff and tired, but that's his everyday voice. ]

That guy everyone's been chasing after is dead. [ A slight pause, and in a softer tone: ] Killed himself.

He gave some details to the cure, though. Said that we need a plant called the Oshai Leaf for it, and it can only be found in Wyver.

Wyver's been hit with the same disease, too. No idea what the situation's like there, but they can't find the cure for it either. Another ingredient for the cure can only be found here.

That's all I know. If you've got questions, ask. I'll try to answer 'em.

[ The sound of liquid hitting metal can be heard, but that's just him moving his flask closer to his mouth. ]

illuminating

hello.

today, i got to wondering:
what kind or thoughtful thing has someone done for you recently?

twofates

What does it mean to love someone? How are you supposed to feel?

[ Hi, everyone. Have an awkward, developmentally-stunted dude who asks weird questions with no preamble. It's a heavy topic most people would probably prefer to discuss with close friends and family, not someone they've never met, but Roman doesn't think like that. It doesn't occur to him that some topics may not be appropriate to post on a network like this with relative strangers.

It doesn't occur to him that some people probably can't relate, or wouldn't care about this kind of inner turmoil. There are plenty of other things to worry about here, too, but these thoughts take precedence to him. Surviving in a strange new world is, to him, almost preferable to the struggles within, those of the heart and soul. ]

Some people don't deserve it, do they?

gekkajuu

[Atsushi likes his life on the planet, but now that he's on Thesa to help the people waking up, he doesn't mind spending the night. Or, rather: between all the simulations and the free food, he got so tired, he didn't even think to go home.

He wasn't expecting to wake up to a surprise next to his bed.]

I need help! No - some advice would do...

[At first, the video just shows a very panicky Atsushi, but the view shakily shifts to the bed, where an egg lies, the blankets carefully wrapped around its base so it won't roll off. It's not just any egg, either: it's huge, the size of Atsushi's arm.]

S-Sorry, I'm aware that this is a busy time for everyone, but... [The camera remains shaky, as does his voice.] I don't know what to do? This egg was next to me when I woke up, and... it's not very loud, but there's definitely a heartbeat inside of it.

If it was a chicken egg, I'd know what to do! And I'm sure that this egg just needs warmth and safety too, but... I have a job, now! I can't stay here. For that matter: even if I went home, I couldn't spend all day and all night keeping an egg warm... and I can't carry around something so big and expect to keep it safe...

... but I can't let it die.

[That comes before everything else, even his job that he's desperate to keep. It doesn't matter that he basically works on commission; he'd feel terrible if he didn't regularly check in to see if there's anything he can do. But now he's suddenly an egg ~~mom~~ dad on top of everything... This is too much responsibility all at once!]

I wonder if... maybe someone could babysit sometimes??

((OOC: omake thanks to Rune.))

xxxxx

A few of us have been talking and we're already tired of being broke, so we're wondering what everyone hopes to do here job-wise, what you did before, and how you go about explaining it to the locals if they want to know about your previous floor-sweeping or shelf-stocking experience before allowing you to sweep any floors or stock any shelves. Especially if your job back home was a little more complicated than that.

And have any of them asked any of you for references? Do they actually check them?

Does anybody have any experience with making up false references wholecloth? Can we begin acting as one another’s references?--which is a terribly trust based suggestion, we realise, and so the following question,

Should we design a character test for the sake of honest false reference corroboration? (‘We’ is the general ‘we’ not the ‘we’ asking these questions.) Is there anyone here who is not a reliable hard worker that the rest of us should be sure not to refer for anything?

Before anyone feels the need to point out that unreliable lazy workers will lie: yes, thank you, please see similar discussions following the questions about murder.

[ For the record, this is the product of a phone and its tiny keyboard being passed around among several different curious people. Remus just drew the short straw, because there is no justice in any world, and has to post it. Also, threadjacking super encouraged if you feel the urge. ]

uglybug

Hello. I am Mantis. [With that abrupt greeting comes an equally abrupt (and not at all awkward, really!) smile. She's trying. There's a bit of a pause here, as her smile fades a bit, to be replaced by a genuinely contrite expression.] I apologize. I know I have a hideous face. I will not show it here again. I wanted to meet all of you, though.

[And that means face-to-face, you poor unfortunate souls.]

Some of you have asked such interesting questions. I am afraid that I do not have any to ask of you. I wanted to meet you all and introduce myself. [Cue the friendly awkward smile again. She is getting better at it, at least.] Oh! Perhaps you could tell me something about yourself. [A pause, as she tries and fails to think of a more specific question. Then, a little defeated:] Anything at all will do, I suppose.

[She glances downward for just a short moment, uncomfortable and anxious at the attention she's calling toward herself. But it's just that: a short moment, easily mistaken for wandering attention, perhaps.]

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