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I'd been sleeping like a dead man for the past two consecutive weeks. While this isn't the first time this has happened, it will undoubtedly be the last if I have anything to say about it.

Sleep is for birds. I'd rather be out there causing as much havoc as possible. Only for brevity sake, of course.

Mentioning raising hell, who wants to be my first challenger? My last duel was quite some time ago, and I see plenty of new faces around.

happydreamed

[Those who know Kantera, at least those who have met him in Ellipsa, are used to seeing him in yukata and the like, and may be somewhat surprised to see him in something significantly more 80s.]

That Fashion Favors quest - I encourage everyone to give it a try. For me in particular, it brought back some very fond memories of Hell... which is admittedly a strange sentence, so allow me to justify myself.

In the world I was taken to before this, we were sorted into teams - 'units' - and each unit had its own particular style of fashion. I'm still not entirely certain how to categorize Heart Soldier Senshi's - block colors, bold shapes, bodysuits, capes were common - but I can tell you it certainly was not a style I would have chosen for myself without outside interference.

-Admittedly, I wasn't terribly fond of it at first. Saya can certainly tell you how many times I spoke enviously of the unit given kimono to wear. But over time, I grew to enjoy this style that I would have never tried on my own.

Ah, I suppose this is all a bit of nostalgic rambling. Suffice it to say that a bit of experimentation in fashion can be quite fun. Especially when you're given outfits for free, you can hardly complain about that.

erschlagen

[With a tired expression, Rosen stares into the camera of his phone. It’s been awhile since anyone has seen him, especially in the last few weeks. While he doesn't look any worse for wear, the man looks noticeably less cheerful than before, judging from the bags under his eyes and lightly tousled white hair. He looks slightly damp too, like he just stepped out of the shower or something. That and the fact the man is well—shirtless.

Nevertheless, he seems to be alive and well for the most part—fatigue aside.

He mumbles something under his breath once he sets his phone down in favor of opening a pack of cigarettes. However, a large shadowy black dog suddenly comes into view. The dog lets out a surprisingly cheerful bark before attempting to snatch the phone off the table. That’s right, folks. You’re getting a firsthand view of those pearly white fangs while getting virtually slobbered by Ciaran. It’s not a pretty sight, to say the least. Everything fades to black as Rosen lets out a few curses in his native tongue towards the offending hound.

If anyone happens to know Gaelic or use a translator, then feel free to translate the following:

“You worthless son of a bitch—! LET GO ALREADY! What the fuck are you doing? WHY?! Ciaran, you asshole–OW!”

Well, there’s no need for the translation in that last part. That “yowch” is rather universal enough, regardless of where you’re from.

After some struggle, Rosen manages to wrestle it free. While glaring angrily at Ciaran, he hurriedly cleans off the phone. A whine is heard off screen, but thankfully nothing else.]

Now that a certain someone isn’t trying to CHEW my fingers off anymore—

[He lets out an annoyed sigh as he glances at the screen again.]

By the kindness of my black heart, I've given you slack-jawed fuckers several weeks of peace and tranquility, but that ends today.

[He takes a slow drag on his cigarette before exhaling, clearly enjoying himself and his latest bad habit.]

Going forward, I will be challenging your best and brightest to a duel! Only the strong should apply; I don’t want to hear a fucking thing about “Love and Peace”, got it?

[Rosen grins before suddenly breaking character and rolling his eyes in annoyance.]

That sounded far better in my head.

[He trails off in favor of reaching for a can of beer nearby. Careful, he's in a mood.]

hometown

I've got a question for anyone willing to answer.

Would you say you come from a generally peaceful world or a violent one?

politicallyinclined

I was supposed to be going on my honeymoon. Now I know more about my future than I ever thought possible!

I'm used to problem solving and developing strategies to overcome obstacles, but there are things I find hard to swallow. I don't want to believe them and yet I must.

How do you overcome your fear? Your anxiety? I want to do what's right. Justice can seem cruel, yet what would we do without it?

I know I'm rambling and I truly have only one request of those reading: if one named Sheev Palpatine ever arrives, please let me, Padmé, know. It's urgent and crucial that you do so for the sake of my home galaxy.

katsuking

[OOC NOTE: the party will be postponed due to the event until further notice!!]

Alright, losers. It's Deku's birthday (Izuku Midoriya) on the fifteenth and I'm forcing anyone who knows him to come to a stupid surprise party. You have to bring a gift, and you can bring whoever you want I don't fucking care I just want a lot of people there and I want a lot of presents there. He deserves them both.

I'm cooking the food, but you can bring your own if you want. I'll be making a lot of Japanese dishes and snacks, since he loves the stuff he grew up around the most. But I'm not going to stop people from sharing their own recipes.

It's going to be held at [nondescript park in Blossomcrown] as an outdoor gathering. Bring a blanket to sit on or something. It'll be from 5 pm to 8 pm. If you have questions I'll answer them.

Please, and I really cannot emphasize this e-fucking-nough, do NOT tell Deku about any of this. If any of you yap to him, you're going on a list. He can't keep secrets from me. I'll know.

Otherwise, here's a list of the things he likes for gift ideas. You MUST show up with a present of some kind if you want to come. I'll kick your ass out if you don't.

( list in here )

underworldpunk

Hey, whoever tunes into this— This is still weird.

[That voice certainly didn't sound normal, a hum to it as if modulated; because it was, obviously so given the mechanical nature of who was appearing on the video.

She lowered the phone once sure it was working, held in two hands. Sitting on the floor of an apartment room. The glow of those blue lit 'eyes' flickering to dim down a bit, adjusting to account for camera glare. The dots of light above her eyes doing the same.

No movement to the 'mouth' that could and couldn't be obvious given the design of her faceplate as she spoke, but her voice still was clear as day. The humming sort of soft buzz a constant.]

—you can call me Iggy. Been here a few days, exploring a little of the cities; given the amount of ground you can cover between them all, I haven't been everywhere yet of course.

Are there any good spots to simply... hang out? Enjoy the vibes of some killer music? Not interested in non-loitering spots, since sometimes you just need to chill and not feel like you have to do something else to be allowed to exist in a space.

[This wasn't the only reason Iggy was reaching out to the wide network, but it felt like the most subtle. Get a feel and

What was she expecting? For all she knew anyone familiar might've ditched or ignored the phones the moment they could. Relying more through the grapevine- but that could work with this, too. Maybe.]

I'll also take word on any shops or scrap yards that deal with spare parts-- for emergencies. Running just fine right now after all, but I'd rather know my options if something did ever come up. Nice as this place seems and all, other parts of it do not sound great.

Thanks ahead of time.

abnormalizes

[It's Evangeline! She's not wearing the flower she usually wears in her hair.]

Job searching seems to be a pretty popular topic here, so here's a related question: how do you write a resume and describe your skills and work experience without sounding violently unhinged?

Like I was thinking of applying to be a garbage collector, because I'm used to cleaning up dead bodies and have a high tolerance for bad smells from that. And at home 'experience with handling corpses' would be a perfectly reasonable thing to put on a job application, but I get the impression that it might be kind of a red flag here?

-Also, if you don't have any advice on that, then tell me which of these supernatural accessories says 'promising employee candidate' to you.

[She holds up a red flower with roots in one hand and a... headband of golden eyes? in the other. The look of the eyes might be familiar to people who read her last post.]

I could wear them both, and I usually would at home, but for a job interview I'm a little less concerned about power and a little more concerned about fashion.

bloodyrose

[ Have another new arrival, Ellipsa! Set aside the part of how it almost appears as though his especially pale skin seems to have a very subtle sparkle to it, and that his cat-like eyes bear a kinship to faceted jewels, Zero just looks. Tired. He's so drained. ]

Touch, huh. . . I guess it's fine since just holding hands works.

[ Immensely thankful for that. He sighs, anyway. ]

I'd prefer to get some kind of job as soon as I'm able, so if anyone has any suggestions, I'm open and am a fast learner. I enjoy cooking and am said to be skilled at it, if that's a start. My name is Zero.

[ He's just about to end the video when he pauses, frowning a bit. ]

. . .If the word "Imeeji" means anything to anyone here, I'm curious.

mazd

Something that's on my mind right now is how one goes about choosing a username. Of course I've chosen one and so has everyone else, but simple observation can't always tell you why someone chose something or what it means. A significant chunk of the population appears to be using their own names and that at least is self-evident - it's their name so of course they'd want to use it! This doesn't account for people who may be using aliases in order to mislead others, which is always a possibility. But the ones that are of more interest and that take more thought are the names that aren't just names. Little phrases or words mashed together...why were those things significant to that person? I can't help but wonder about it.

While observation can absolutely give you a window into someone else's point of view it can never be as good a view as the one you can get simply by knocking on the front door and asking. So I really do want to ask. But is that sort of knowledge something to be given freely? Maybe some of it is private, but also there could be a more fun way to learn than just asking, right?

If you'd like to volunteer the information, please do so. Otherwise...would anyone like to play a game with me? I know there's several going on right now from looking but I don't mind if it's just a few people. I'm just in the mood for something a little more involved than telling a lie and hiding it in the underbrush of truth.

Recently some students were passing by playing a game they called 20 questions. The concept is fascinatingly simple but can get complex depending on how devious your opponent is. You have to think of an object and your partner can only ask yes or no questions to discover what it is. Given our different points of origin, however, we should refine what could count as an object, no?

So, for the purposes of this game please consider the "object" to be "the reason you chose your username and the true meaning of it" or "an animal found in this world". If you're unsure if an animal exists here, there seem to be lists of them at the Guilds alongside our potential powers as creatures we may eventually be able to transform into, as well as an available bestiary. Just specify if you're thinking of your username or an animal. Then players (possibly just me) will ask you questions that can only be answered with "yes" or "no"...if they go over 20, they lose. Apparently the consequences for losing can be quite dramatic among the student body but that seems a bit much to me. Instead I'll tell you something interesting if you win or I lose, okay?

And of course you're free to guess the meaning of my own username using the question framework. That said, those of you who know the true meaning behind it already are obligated to assume I'm thinking of an animal instead. In those circumstances I'm going to include animals from back home, too.

As I said you're free to play with one another, too, but I mostly just wanted to try it out myself. For some reason the students were too nervous to play with me...but you wouldn't mind doing just one round, right? Even just one person would be okay.

happydreamed

If this adventure with chain mail has taught me anything, 'tis that many of us here are having our first exposure to the internet, with all its amusements and pitfalls included. Thus, I thought it might be nice to introduce another 'getting to know each other' game that some of us might not know yet. This one won't involve pictures or ratings of attractiveness, not to worry. This game is called 'two truths and a lie'. The premise is simple. You list three statements about yourself, two true and one false. Ideally they should all be similar levels of unbelievable. Then, other people respond to you to guess which one is the lie. We all learn a little about each other and have a bit of fun.

untilidie

[Set a few days after the guild halls opened up and the initial excitement on that has died down.]

I think there's a lot of anxiety in the air right now, which only stands to reason; We're in a new and strange place against our will with a bunch of strangers. Anyone would be kinda grumpy in a situation like that, right? I don't think we can really do anything about being lost in a strange new place right now, but we CAN do something about being strangers!

Look all I'm saying is there's nothing that will break the ice with new people better than getting outrageously drunk together and making a ton of bad decisions. We will form an unbreakable bond together, forged of hangovers and foggy memories. We can start at the Summer Guild Hall and end up who knows where.

No, seriously, I'm asking. Who knows of some good taverns around Nightwake? I bet there's a bunch in a city like this.

warmwelcomes

Hey there, everyone! I'm Kalim Al-Asim, and I've been talking it over with some people, and we were thinking it'd be nice to start some clubs here. Specifically, I'm looking for anyone who might be interested in a music club. If you like singing, dancing, playing music, or if you just like music in general, you're more than welcome to join!

We're still working out the details, but if anyone has any suggestions for a meetup location for practice or things like that, we'd greatly appreciate the help!

bountyfull

[The video cuts on with a somewhat sheepish-looking blonde guy waving, the appendage eerily metallic. It looks like he's filming from a bedroom, but all that can be seen is a desk behind him and a closed door.]

Sooo, uh. I noticed there are a lot of people looking to fight lately. [A lot? Two? Who knows. It's a lot!!!]

What else have people been doing since they got here? You know, other than fighting each other. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to make suggestions.

[he says this with a bit of a laugh, hopeful.Vash inhales a breath like he's about to say something else but there's a hitch in his breath as he does so and instead of continuing with his thought he just... lets out a horrible sneeze that might seem more at home on some old grandpa than the 20 something looking guy it just came out of.

...And somehow, there's just a little hint of a rumble. Maybe something in the background sways a little, but Vash immediately winces, eyes wide as he stands like a deer that just had a spotlight put on it. ...He's really gotta get a handle on this magic shit.

From offscreen, there is a yelp, a clatter that sounds like a pot hitting the floor, then an explosive curse. A moment later, the door to Vash's room bursts open — likely from a strong kick — and there is a sharp,]

Hey, dumbass—

[The yelp that the door slamming open elicits out of Vash is nigh comical, almost as comical as his full body scramble (not unlike some kind of prey animal or lizard rushing along) to the phone to cut the video out with a distressed little wave.]

erschlagen

Champions of foreign lands and worlds of names I have yet to know–hearken unto me!

[This video starts off with a bang! No, literally. There’s a loud explosion in the background as towering flames suddenly jut out from all corners of the arena forming an orange-red haze around the entire colosseum. For any unfortunate souls here, it’s going to feel hotter than hell but for others just watching from afar; you’re relatively safe for now. Those wild orange flames won’t scorch anyone as long as Rosen has control of them.

Oh, for those of you wondering who’s talking right now–that would be the dapper old bastard with the long flowing hair dressed in bright red and blue tunic standing at the center of the colosseum. Don’t ask how he’s managing to film the entire stunt. He’s just doing what he does best, causing a disturbance. It’s been a little too peaceful here and he’s bloody determined to change all that. If there’s one thing Rosen hates more is peace and quiet.]

Many of you proclaim to be warriors of realms I have yet to explore. Some of you even pretend to be likened to gods all for the sake of vanity and nothing else!

[It’s amazing how this crazed fellow can project his voice. He’s not talking into a microphone or anything. No, he’s literally projecting his voice throughout the entire colosseum over the roar of the fire. That actually takes talent and a lack of shame for being that damn LOUD! Then again, the colosseum has great acoustics.]

Therefore, I challenge you!

[In a flash of brilliant white light, a magical fiery red spear suddenly appears within his right hand. He dramatically points it towards the direction of the camera, making sure that this prized relic is on display for all to see. While it might come into question as of how he’s recording all this, Rosen at least knows how to put on a good show.]

I am called Rosenkrantz, and I formally challenge every capable warrior and legend here to face in armed combat! Only the strong need to apply for those without strength will be turned at the gate!

[He’s not kidding either. If he finds any of you fools lacking, he’ll toss you out of the colosseum on your ass. That is an unspoken rule here.]

With that said, if you seek a worthy challenge–then face me.

[And just like that, the footage goes black.]

katsuking

[there's no lead up to this post, no explanation. just a simple survey posted at some ridiculous hour in the morning]

1. What is a "Hero" to you?
2. What is a "Villain" to you?
3. Do you consider yourself to be either?

[ooc: threadjacks more than welcome! this post needs CHAOS]

unknowntodeath

[Just a very normal question anyone would ask in the network here, nothing strange to see here.]

How do you get past hating yourself?

[~~Asking for a friend.~~]

sixtyeighth

I'm going to be honest that I need a little excitement and I am hoping there are people who can deliver rather than be disappointing.

I want someone to spar against. Or maybe I should say fight against. I don't want someone who is going to treat it like a spar. I absolutely want you go to all out. You have to be able to use full force and can't be a coward when it comes to striking down a person.

I want to be treated like a genuine opponent. If this is done for me, I will do the same.

Multiple people can take me up on the request, of course. It'd be a shame to only take on one person. My schedule is wide open, so I'm even willing to settle for when you're free. I wouldn't do that for anyone, so be sure you aren't disappointing.

musketea

Ah, good evening everyone. It has certainly been an eventful few days, hasn't it?

[Mami was sitting in her apartment, looking as composed as always- perhaps unnaturally so, considering everything that had happened and all the other ominous messages that had gone up today. Demons? Murder? It was a lot for a young teenager to deal with. She's just going to pretend that's not happening-]

My name is Mami Tomoe, and I...ah, have spent a little too much of my time baking and have a few too many cakes and cookies. I don't think myself and my roommate will be able to manage all of this by ourselves.

[In other words, she had been stress-baking.]

So, I was going to see if anyone would like to come by and try them tomorrow? I can bring them to the Central Park in Blossomcrown if that's convenient... I think it would be nice to meet a few others in person, as well. Do let me know.

...I don't suppose anyone else has has been having trouble with preparing an excess of food?

[ooc: This is going to escalate into a group meet-and-greet potluck, so I'll post a log up tomorrow!]

doiteventually

So, since it looks like we're gonna be stuck with each other, I'm gonna get certain things about myself out in the open. It'll save me a lot of misunderstanding and time spent explaining myself over and over. Hi! I'm Naama. I'm a succubus, and here's what that means: * Yes, I am a demon. I was forged in hell out of human sins in order to punish humanity for their sinful nature. * No, I am not inherently evil. The metaphysical details of my birth don't dictate what kind of person I am. I have never killed someone, and don't intend to change that. * Like all demons, I subsist on mana, which I can only get by taking it from humans. I'll only do this from willing partners, after establishing clear consent. * If you've heard the word succubus before, you can probably guess what draining mana means. If not: It's sex. I subsist on human desire. It is what it is, please don't make it weirder than it has to be. TLDR: Every week or so, I need to feed via a sexual encounter with a human. It's kind of like the touch requirement we all have here, but more specific and intense. I keep the mana drain as light as I can, so there's no actual danger of anything worse than feeling lightheaded and dizzy afterwards, like you had your blood drawn. I try not to hit up the same person too often, just to be safe. Personally, probably because I have to do it regularly to live, I don't really see sex as anything too special. If you can handle the occasional feeding session without getting weird about it, let's hang out and see if we vibe. Don't get your hopes up about dating, I've yet to find someone I wanted to have a romantic relationship with. So, uh, with all that awkward stuff out of the way, consider this an AMA. From talking to people, I've gathered that there's a lot of different kinds of demons in different worlds, and they all work in different ways, so as long as you don't get too invasive or aggro, I'm happy to clear up any questions or misconceptions. Take care!

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erschlagen - A New Challenger Appears! | un: vainglorious (text)
happydreamed - un: kantera, video
erschlagen - Back to The Swing Of Things | un: vainglorious (video)
hometown - text; un: reiner
politicallyinclined - (Text)
katsuking - un: GREAT💥🔪GOD🧨MIGHT💣, filtered from izuku midoriya
underworldpunk - UN: 🎶 | Video
abnormalizes - un: abnormalitylover, video
bloodyrose - un: kiryuu / video
mazd - text | un: mazd
happydreamed - un: kantera, text
untilidie - Video, un: Ordinary
warmwelcomes - text; un:kalim
bountyfull - [Video] Shenanigans
erschlagen - A Challenge | un: vainglorious (video)
katsuking - 01; un: GRTEXPLSNMRDRGDDYNMT
unknowntodeath - text: anonymous (cw/tw: depression, self-loathing for the whole post)
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musketea - 001: Tea And Cake (Video; un: tirofinale)
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