So.

[Peony's voice is hushed and a bit conspiratorial.]

What are games and things that people a bit up in their years are interested in? Get them active and involved... That kinda thing. Something more than, I dunno, chess.

I wonder if... [Sorry, he's distracted thinking about cat toys, now. But he does need the advice, Vatheon, even if the person he's seeking it for might object.]

[Guess who's going that extra step for advertising? THIS GUY! :D]

Don't forget about Monday! Be sure to check out GV's set up with your silver sand dollars in easy reach!

[First thing in the frame is... a... well, it's Peony, sprawled out and flopped across his bed. He waves, which shows off the craft project he's been working on off and on for a while. Look, he's pretty sure he can't have the real thing in the apartment, lest Jade threaten to get rid of it in some unsavoury (or threatened very savoury, sob) manner, so a plush... pig... rabbit... thing (as far as most are probably concerned; to those from Auldrant, it's pretty obvious what it is!) is as close as he's gonna get.]

So how do you guys feel about pets?

[...yes, a post made at some ridiculous hour of the night. Shh. When a curse is going on (though he's blissfully unaffected, it seems like).]

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?

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.

<sub>[Vatheon, your favorite Gear makes an appearance on the SFC!

After talking to Rinoa, Dizzy has a question!]</sub>

I was wondering... I missed my birthday when I was gone. I was told that it would be okay if I celebrated it, but... I'm not sure if I should.

_{[She looks thoughtful.]}

...I would be one year older, too, right?

<sub>[so she would be four now.]

[private to Ky]</sub>

Ky, I hope I am not disturbing you, but I would like to ask you something.

Remday, Shadow-Redecan 42, ND 2018

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[The video clicks on abruptly to show a messy mop of blonde hair very close to the screen. The boy it belongs to, only appearing about four or five, doesn't appear to notice he's being recorded, instead staring intently at whatever is being shown on the SFC's display.

In this case, it's letters. Letters which are appearing on the network under "Peony". Someone's SFC has been hijacked for the sake of the alphabet. Well. Most of the alphabet. He looks genuinely confused at the "X" on his screen, but he shrugs it off for a more important matter.]

Big "g".... big "g", big "g"...

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[His face bunches up into a frustrated pout. Pressing the G key harder isn't making the letter size change? Well then, how else is it supposed to work??? He bites his lip, lifting himself up and abruptly calling to someone off-screen:]

Mister Peony! How do you make the letters get big??

((ooc: Responses will come from heirofhod))

[The SFC shows quite a bit of reddened sand, water, and a pair of bloodied legs. From the angle, it looks like the SFC had been dropped and forgotten by its owner. Accompanying the sound of waves was the quiet sound of some singing. It was soft and warbled unsteadily, but the voice would be good otherwise. Anyone who knew Jade Curtiss would recognize the boots the owner was wearing.]

^{Fly me} to _{the moon, and} let ^{me play amongst} the _stars...

[The legs shift and it seems like Jade is moving around a bit. As he sits up, some of the emissions from his eyes can be seen in the picture. His injured legs don't seem to move much beyond an occasional shift.]

^{let me} see what spring is like... ^{on Jupiter} and _Mars

[He's close enough to the water that the waves wash up and over the injured limbs and around him, knocking the SFC over. He finally seems to notice it, looking directly at it with eyes obscured by deep red glows that seemed to dance around his face and head, twisting and churning with every movement. He reaches over and picks it up to make it face the ocean. His wavering voice is clearer and louder now.]

In other words... _Please be ^true...

[The SFC drops again, and the water knocks it around more.]

^In other _words....

[The feed finally clicks off.]

((OOC: Jade is up on the Island! Whether you are involved in the previous parts of the plot, this post is open!))

[Peony looks head-on at the device, not perfectly in frame but close enough. There are waste strips of fabric, a pin cushion, pinking shears, and a whole host of objects associated with tailoring just barely visible over his shoulder. He has been buuuuuusy.]

So we're all getting these fairy-things, huh?

[It's daylight, now; he twists, looking at the fairy which isn't in the SFC's frame. It might not matter; Peony's not sure it could be seen, anyway. He will admit that it's a nice colour, a marine blue with just a hint of green, but not opaque at all. He hasn't seen it melt, yet, if only because he sleeps early and wakes late, and also hasn't seen the effects on those who've been hit by the curse, but!]

It seems like some folks are pretty alright with them. I haven't been the most SFC-aware person in the world lately, but have they been around before?

[It'd make sense.]

[Being asleep for so long does not make it easy to wake back up. So, the SFC is turned on and there's some fumbling about as it stares at the ceiling for a bit. Finally, after a few moments, Jade can be seen in the very corner of it, gingerly trying to get his limbs all in order. When he seems set, he grabs the SFC and pulls it so he can look at it.

His glasses remain on the table for now and he rubs over his face once, taking a pause to properly collect himself.]

Is there anyone who can tell me how long I've been unconscious..?

[Feels like years. His voice is a little groggy and stuffed, but he's looking more awake by the minute. After another moment, he cuts the SFC off to try to move around more.]

( [Filter to Alister Azimuth] )