Who is responsible for this?!

[Equius is on the network, and he's not cold, or at least, that's not what he's complaining about.]

Whoever sent me such a vile, depraved thing, confess immediately! This is entirely inappropriate and deeply cultural insensitive! Tell me who you are at once!

[So he can punch you in the face. Or at least yell at you some more.]

I advise all trolls and young humans to avert their eyes, as I'm about to show you something filthy and disgraceful. [Very quickly, he flashes this game in front of the SFC.] The culprit needs to confess now. I demand it.

[OOC: dammit, Leo, look what you've done. It seems this has been one successful prank pulled.]

[Jade looks like he's freshly out of the shower, but there's a contemplative look in his eyes. He normally doesn't share his thoughts, but the last curse and seeing the effects of people completely changing personalities based on headwear has made him think.]

I wish I could say I was old enough for a mid-life crisis, and given the circumstances, it's impressive more of my head isn't grey, but I digress.

The last curse has got me thinking. Vatheon has more power over us than we'd care to admit. The basics of our genders, personalities, and even full bodies have been changed and swapped up so many times it seems that it's almost curious Vatheon has not done anything more sinister; at least not more openly. Yes, the occasional change is cumbersome, but at it's core, many of the curses seem far more... I don't wish to say lenient- but not as bad as the Lamufao, with all its power, could be.

[A pause for thought as he presses his towel to the back of his neck.]

Which brings me to the question that everyone's been asking over and over since we arrived: Why us, and what is the purpose? I've heard its for a experiment, that we help charge the Coral -though it's failure recently seems to counteract that. I do not wish to say we've grown complacent, but I hear the questions asked less and less-specifically because the answers either simply do not seem to exist, or are nigh impossible to find.

My own question is this:

What would you do, if you weren't really you? If the you that exists in this place is not the you that exists on your own world; if the you now is simply a fabrication of the Coral, its purpose unknown; being changed from body to body, or being molded by the curses simply because the body is not yours in the first place.

Would you remain in your home, or would you make the effort to change your circumstances, find your real body and your home?

How many non-humans are here in Vatheon?

If you are not human, what are you?

[When the video turns on, Rarity shows up with a bright smile on her face and her horn glowing a bright, pale blue. After a bit of adjusting, she steps back so you should have an even better view!]

And it is complete! My, Rarity, you are a talent.

[Shortly after, a large hair bow of various shades of blue comes flying in from the side, decorated with a shiny, silver crystal in the very middle. Most notably, however, there's a little "♐" in the center of the gem, made more visible with another tint of blue to match the ribbon.]

Oh, Darkleer, darling~! Look at what I have made for you! It took a bit of work to properly carve out the finer details of the gem, but I did it! I couldn't help but notice your lovely mane, after all, which would be even lovelier pinned back with this, no? I simply had to show you my gratitude for how accommodating you were when I first arrived.

[She laughs. Can you tell she's pleased with herself? Then, after clearing her throat,]

But do not think I have forgotten the others to greet me either! I will just need a wee bit more time to put some things together. I'm afraid there isn't much in stock in the shops for me to work with. But nevertheless! Rarity shall persevere as she always does~!

I Think This Was The Proverbial Last Dried Grass Strand
I Am Done
I Used To Be Content With Just Waiting Out My Time Here As Best I Could
But Ive Had Enough Of The People In Charge Jerking Us Around
Playing With Us
Basically On The Subject Of The Scientists
Just
Fuck Those Guys

[Guess who was not happy about the chocolate heart she received?]

[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.

[Look, it's Gale, doing a broadcast for once. Except he looks kind of strange today... Probably because that hood he wears everywhere is missing. That's pretty unusual, especially to those who know the Embryon. That hood's where he has his tribe colors!]

[It looks like that's not what he's going to talk about, though, considering the red rose he's holding in one hand.]

What is the purpose of receiving this as a gift? I do not comprehend.

[... It's not orange, is the part he mostly doesn't get.]