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[action/anon text] - Struggles - 020 [Backdated to afternoon of 4/2]

Gnomeday, Gnome Redecan 02, ND 2018

( Action for the Ordo apartment )

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[It's only after he' had a good share of time to talk to Zelda and get his bearings that Guy finally picks up his SFC, opting to keep himself anonymous this time around. There was too much that had happened while he was gone. It would just be nice to get a general sense of the city, if anything else.]

Breaking the ice around strangers is pretty hard, isn't it? I know we all have to do it all the time around here, with everyone coming and going. But it doesn't make it any easier.

Some people take to it easier than others, though. And I'm sure some of you have learned ways to interact with a new person just by being in this crazy place.

So tell me, Vatheon. How would you treat a stranger?

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♠ 10 | video

[When the SFC turns on, Angelo can be seen dressed in a well tailored suit. This is the first time he's done something important, so he wants to make a good impression. Taking a brief moment to clear his throat, he's smiling at the camera. Or at the very least, he's faking that smile. For whose familiar with the accent as well, it will be one of the British/English variety.]

Good day citizens of Vatheon, I have two announcements. The first is an important announcement on behalf of our Golden Victory Host Club. As many of you are aware, our former president Zelos departed and recently returned to the fair city. However despite this situation and prior to Zelos' return to the city, we still made the decision to go forward and change management. The new heads of the host club are the former vice president Peony and I, the great Angelo, am its new vice president. In regards to the rest of the club, no changes will be made and we are in fact looking for more people to stop by. So if you're interested in either stopping by or becoming a member of the club, do feel free to come by or let us know. Furthermore, with the changing of management, any questions about our club can be directed to myself or Peony either by SFC voicemail or in person.

[He keeps up that smile while making the second announcement, even if deep down, this is hurting way more than it should.]

The second announcement is more of a personal one. For those who knew my adopted daughter Ib, I'm afraid to say she's been taken away from the city back to her home. I personally believe she'll be much safer there than here, so I'm glad she was able to make it home. Though I'm sure she will be deeply missed by those who knew her, so please remember her for the time she was here.

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001. [video] intro.

[Gives the SFC a gentle flick, giving the camera a wry smile. Seems like he's managed to get rid of all signs of his wet arrival, minus his damp clothes. He's trying very hard to forget the whole incident for your benefit.]

So what, all I get for gracing you all with my presence is this booklet and this horrendous tunic? No welcome party, no parades, no nothing? Geez. Not to mention there's water in places you don't deserve to even know about.

[He pouts his pretty boy pout, looking very hurt indeed.]

Ah, well, I'll forgive you this time. I'm sure that there should be plenty of hunnies out there to cheer me up, yeah? We can have a party of our own now that the great Zelos is here!

Oh, and Lloyd and friends? That includes my dear, voluptuous hunny, my darling angel, my cool beauty, and my precious little one-- If you're here, you're invited, too. Don't leave a man hanging, hmm?

[With a wink and a grin, he turns off the feed.]

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016 | Video

[Ky believes there's something about being able to see a person's face that's important, which is why he's tried to position the SFC to show his neck area (lacking the usual collar) and up, instead of just sticking to audio for this.]

I'm not filtering this to the Defense Force because I want everyone who can help, regardless of their prior involvement. But Defense Force members, I am particularly relying on you.

If you'll notice the previous post, something big is coming, and it's important that we be ready. I understand that this curse has left people limited in terms of their powers. But it's also given people some of what they didn't have before. Please, let me know what you have now, so we can develop a strategy for how best to work together.

In addition, once you've reported in, some of those of you with offensive powers would be useful on the island. Although some people should focus on staying rested, and figuring out what combination of powers would form the best teams. Please, feel free to talk here if there are people you think you are particularly well-suited to working with given your current skill-sets.

Beyond that, there appear to be some watermelons which when eaten will allegedly allow people to breathe underwater. Once tested, we might well need that ability.

[Even if the idea of that failing mid-battle and people drowning is...a worrying possibility. But he can focus on first finding out if they're real.]

If anyone has found any watermelons, or any large green fruits with a hard outer part and red inside [in case people don't know what watermelons are] please come forward.

If you're worried about this and what is happening, and lack the capacity to help, I can only promise that we plan to try our best and to do everything that we can.

Thank you for your time.

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[Video]

[The change in Gale's clothes for this event is.. odd, to say the least. It looks like he's wearing a lamb hood, curly horns at all. He hasn't even tried to change it, except to add orange paint to it. Next to him, there's a bird peering over his shoulder at the SFC.]

It appears I am to be accompanied by this animal, this week. This curse has objectives accompanying it. I intend to accomplish them. If others do as well, perhaps we can work together.

More importantly, I have an announcement. You may be familiar with a building at the edge of the Forest quadrant, with orange markings on it. That is the Embryon's base. Members of the Embryon, for those who are unaware, are found wearing orange on their clothing or armor. Formerly, we requested that non-tribe members stay away unless accompanied by one of us. That request has been rescinded, with the Tribe's consensus. Rather, we invite you to join us. Simply alert one of us of your presence, once you are here. I am able to answer any questions you have.

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Seventeenth promise; video

Uh...

[Rinoa pans the camera on her. Instead of her usual get up, she's wearing an interesting white cloak with red diamonds on it. In hand she has a staff, and a bag full of potions on hand. If one looks behind her, they might see the new quest board at the plaza.]

Suddenly my magic's been limited to healing spells, and I got all this stuff. Kinda looks like the potions from back home. Anyone know what's going on?

((ooc: with some explanation, Rinoa would be willing to do the quests. also, yes, the robe she's wearing is a traditional white mage robe from the Final Fantasy series.))

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Video, backdated 3/9 evening - In this wonderful world of ours, I'll live enough for your share too

[It's not until dinnertime that Zelda notices there's a peculiar, empty feeling to the house. Usually people at least try to be home on time when she's said she'll be making dinner! Huffing a bit, she goes to check up on the wayward diners, but they're nowhere to be found. She's starting to get a bit ticked, so she picks up her SFC to just call them and demand that they come home... but it doesn't connect.

Zelos and Link are gone.

The first emotion that hits her is panic, and she calls up the Head Nurse immediately to beg for their return. Halfway through her plea she comes to a realization, and by the time she hangs up, she's left with nothing but cold fury quickly hardening into a steely determination. She won't let all this be in vain. She just won't.

She has a small smile on her face when she addresses the network. It just wouldn't do to worry everyone, no matter how bad the news is.]

Hello, Vatheon. It is with deep regret that I must inform you that Zelos and the Link of my era have now left the city. If you believe either of them had anything of yours, please contact me. I will be looking through everything in their rooms, so if I find something that looks as if it belongs to someone else, I will be certain to find the proper owner.

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.12 | video; [Backdated to the day of the Mingle Log]

Residents of Vatheon, if I could have your attention for a moment please.

While I was up at the island today during the kite flying event, a companion and myself stumbled across a disturbing sight. I'll try to spare gory details and disgusting images, but what I'm about to say is not for the weak of stomach regardless, so I apologize in advance for it.

It appears as if some one has killed and taken apart a deer, and left it strung up in one of the trees.

This event likely happened several days ago from the condition the remains were in.

[Hubert pauses her, and pushes his glasses up.]

Now, even as a member of the Defense Force, this is not something I can really do anything about since the deed is done and the action wasn't taken against a resident, but I do encourage anyone who comes across anything else strange like this to at least report it to some one on the Defense Force. I hope we can prevent any more... startling discoveries such as this one in the future.

Thank you for your time.

//Filter: Defense Force//

I was taking a guess, but I don't suppose we can do anything to people who kill animals on the island, can we? Or at least to people who leave such a mess for innocent passerby to stumble upon.

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Sixteenth promise; video

[Have a wave, Vatheon.]

Hey guys. So, a couple things. One, I just realized it's been a little over a year now since I arrived here. I can't believe it. So much has happened, and I've met so many people. Lost a few, but I've gained a lot, too. And I'm really glad for it.

[A small smile, thinking back on what's passed before she continues.]

Secondly, my birthday is on Sunday, the 3rd. I guess I'll be 19. Weird, huh? I was 17 when I came here. Anyway, I was just thinking of maybe hanging out with some of my friends that day? If anyone's free.

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1st Flight | Video

[The SFC feed clicks on to reveal a boy with brown hair dressed in a white and gold tunic with a laurel crown on his head. The strangest thing about him are the wings on his back. He's looking around and quite confused. He obviously doesn't realize the SFC is on. For that matter, he doesn't seem to realize there's a SFC.]

[He mutters to himself]Okay, I know the credits should be rolling now that I defeated Hades, so where am I? Lady Palutena? Viridi? Pitoo? Hades?! Wait, I fried you with a giant laser. I wouldn't want to talk to you anyway.

[He finally sees the SFC on the ground and picks it up.] Um, is this thing on? Okay. Hey there. My name's Pit, servant of the Goddess of Light. Has anyone seen someone named Lady Palutena? She isn't answering my prayers. She has long green hair and matching green eyes. If you see her, tell her Pit's looking for her.

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♠ 09 | video

[In the early hours of the morning, what people will see over their SFCs is a very large room that takes on the appearance of an art studio. Despite the many artistic supplies spread in various locations, the room does house a single man in it. This man is sitting in front of a canvas that doesn't have much on it, yet he's staring very intently at the canvas before setting the brush down. What can be seen is a painting of three hearts; one white, one black, and one gray. After a few moments of staring at his creation, he picks up the SFC which was already switched on prior to him painting this odd picture, the expression on his face rather neutral. Not happy or sad, simply neutral.]

Do call me curious dear Vatheon, but this is something I have been pondering for some time now. Why should we celebrate holidays we don't celebrate back home? Certainly some have been for the amusement of it, but take for instance this one we currently celebrated. For those who don't believe in love, a holiday entirely dedicated to it is seen as ridiculous. But that can be said of all people who don't believe in certain holidays, doesn't it?

Though this holiday especially can also arouse questions within us, particularly to matters of the heart as that seems to be its theme. A few I can think of are: Is there such a thing as true happiness or love? Is the feeling truly there or not? Can the supposed happiness and love gained with another who said they felt the same remain always? Or will it fade away like sand being washed away by the ocean?

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Cats. A hotelroom full.

[A video post to all, because Disciple is too excited to remember how to correctly limit the message to someone at the moment.]

Nepeta!

NEPETA!

I have a room of kitties! Look!

[The screen pans around to a hotel room, near full to bursting of cats and kittens. Playing, climbing, sleeping, generally just being adorable. The occasional robot can be seen amongst the pouncebeasts, caring for their well-being. The camera pans back around to the very exicited face of one of the cities many trolls.]

You should come and see them!

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[♥] dream.

(( OOC: video version here ♥ ))

( Can you hear me, dad? I'm doing okay... it took a while, but I finally got your message. )

[Yukari awakens gradually. Despite her dream, it isn't unpleasant, so she doesn't even feel the need to open her eyes. In fact, she'd rather not, knowing that the dream was just broadcast to absolutely everybody. Her eyes are probably still wet too -- maybe even a little red. So instead, she reaches over to her SFC to switch off the video feed; violently, much in the way one would hit snooze on an alarm clock.

Now that it's over with, she wants to just curl up and get some sleep that is actually restful. But instead, she finds herself lying awake.

Thinking . . .]

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dream;

[It’s a forest—or rather, an open space in the middle of one, with a building nearby. A settlement, in other words. Their home for the meantime.

In that open space, there's Ryner and Tiir, with Ryner pinning the latter to the ground as he shouts.]

So, I’m being deceived? Humans aren’t my friends? Then where are my friends? Here? These cowards who ran away into the mountains? But you guys only ever run away! You’re just afraid of trusting people and getting hurt again! Such cowards don’t have the right to judge my friends…

( be warned of jan's questionable translations )

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[ooc: Just mark if it's interactive or post-dream!]

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[video/action] one drop of karma

[Roland has had to take in a lot of rather crazy scenarios in his lifetime (or at least the latter part of it) which may be why this is easier to take in than it should have been. Then again, what else can he do aside from going with it?

He's only been watching the network for a short while - long enough to be unsure of its contents, and long enough to know that he should probably make an introduction for himself before he wandered around too much longer.

The man stands in the center of town, leaning his back against the coral as he finds the switch for the video.]

Should I make a formal introduction, or will a simple greeting suffice?

You all seem to be busy with your own problems, so I hate to interrupt.

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[dream]

(( OOC: Major DDS2 spoilers. For a tl;dr version of the dream, just watch this; and let me know of course if you're interacting with her in the dream or afterwards. :> ))

( So, you like electricity, Indrajit? )

[When Argilla awakens, there is an incredible stiffness in her body like she's never felt before. She isn't transformed, like she had been just moments ago; she can tell. Her eyes don't even want to open at this point, but she forces them anyway as she slowly tries to glance around her room. Her very own room, at the Embryon base . . . how did she get here?

She spots her SFC on the ground. It had apparently fallen off, the collision pressing one of its new buttons; and without realizing it had been recording in the first place, she clicks it off and sighs.

What in the world . . . ?]

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Everything I'm about to say is the absolute truth: gods really exist, and all dreams come true

[Anyone that wanders into the princess's dream would surprisingly still find themselves in Vatheon. It isn't exactly the Vatheon that everyone lives in now, though - it's just a bit different. The coral now towers all the way up to the top of the bubble, looking a great deal like a massive tree. It gives off a soft golden glow. Thalassino can be seen nearby walking around openly, and Carol isn't too far off either. The locals that typically wander the city looking just a bit like they're in a fog have a sort of clarity to them that they usually don't possess.

Zelda herself can be found at the base of the coral, pressing a hand to the mark beneath her collarbone and opening up a portal. The fields of Hyrule are visible on the other side, accessible whenever she wants to go. It's then that she notices she has company, and she turns with a smile.]

Hello, there.

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♠ 08 | video/action (rising sun)

[The dream starts with Angelo walking down a dank hallway that looks almost like a basement cellar, but with jail cells. He walks up to a jail cell where there's four people inside -- a young man, a young lady, a middle aged man, and a small green troll/toad-like creature. The middle aged man tries to grab Angelo after he greets them from between the bars, but the templar tells him to control his temper as he unlocks the cell doors and apologizes to them. Then he leads the four away from the cells and around a small corner towards another room, there a sleeping guard lays as Angelo explained he seasoned the man's supper with a pinch of sleeping powder. Afterwards they reach a torture chamber full of various torturous devices from the medieval period with Angelo soon speaking at his normal tone of voice saying they can talk again. The small green troll/toad-like creature speaks up soon after with an accent much like Angelo's, except his has an aged and more regal tone as he asks Angelo to explain what's going on. Angelo in return apologizes for lying about a ring to someone named Marcello along with saying how he'd have no one else to go and for the group not to be mad at him. However the group, especially the small creature are not amused and remain irritated. In return, Angelo says he'll show them something they might not have seen before. Angelo picks up the creature and he asks him what it is... But what they see and hear is a loud clanging sound as the iron maiden opens to reveal blood stained spikes. Angelo holds the creature up right in front of iron maiden as he begins to tremble while the man is smirking.]

There! And that's real blood on those spikes, you know. If I were to throw you in there and shut the door, your whole body would be skewered. I could make you hole-ier than thou without so much as getting my hands dirty. Not bad, eh?

[After he's done talking, Angelo tosses the creature into the iron maiden and shuts the door behind him. The creature makes crying sounds and ones of "ARGH!!" as the rest of the group stand there in shock. Angelo on the other hand is simply amused with a smug smirk while having a left hand curled up under his chain to use it as a bit of a rest and using the other to support his left arm. In a matter of moments however, the creature starts talking again, going "Eh?" and "Oooh!" while making what sounds like banging noises. He also asks the group if they can hear him as he exclaims there's a secret passage in the iron maiden. Angelo meanwhile is only winking and still being smug at first, but then stands next to the maiden with a bowed head extending his arm out gracefully before stating, "Like I said, not bad, eh?"

But then the dream ends, to which Angelo awakens looking both a bit confused and tired at the same time in his bed. He doesn't really understand what just happened or why, but he sighs and says nothing of it.]

[ooc: Please put in the subject line if your character is interacting with Angelo in his dream or after he's awake!]

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[DREAM] Rising Sun - May 20th 2025

[The dream begins with Serph, Heat, Argilla, Gale, and Cielo near the top of a tower with a spiral staircase leading to its peak. Swirling around them are what looks to be clouds, or snow, though on closer inspection, the particles seem to be... hexagonal shaped. Oddly artificial.

But after a shudder that shakes the entire tower, the swirling clouds disintegrate, clearing the sky so they can see the world tens of thousands of feet below them. There are clusters of buildings in five distinct territories, a massive crack in the ground, as well as other buildings scattered across the land between. The lights on the buildings are the only signs of life from this height; there are no clusters of trees or greenery on this land, only barren grey wasteland. But as Serph watches, the world is... deleted, starting from the edge of the world and rapidly advancing inwards. Everything disappears from the outside, rapidly advancing towards the very tower he stands on, leaving nothing but void in its wake.

Argilla's voice pierces the scene, but it's like it's coming through a thick fog, as if Serph is barely aware of it. "No... The Junkyard is... disappearing! Our comrades are still down there!"

When Serph wakes, his eyes snap open into alertness. He doesn't say anything; he just... rubs tiredly at his face and stares at the ceiling.]

[ooc: Let me know if you're interacting with Serph in the dream, or with Serph afterwards in the subject line!]

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004 - [Accidental Video]

[The video feed opens onto what was once a living room but which at this point is better described as a sty. Discarded food wrappers, game cartridges, and open books litter the floor. If Laharl owned more clothes, there would probably be dirty laundry, too, but thankfully there's just one pair of shoes in there somewhere.

A large television is the primary source of light in the room. Incongruously, a plush rabbit sits atop the TV, looking a little worse for wear.

The center of the room is occupied by an open coffin, where Laharl is sitting cross-legged, a controller in his hands. He looks to be playing an underwater racing game and, of course, growling to himself as he plays.]

Stupid seahorse, get the hell out of my way.