first scream ♚ voice ♚ open to both seelie and unseelie.

[amplified]

I've heard that this magic device is the best way to address both the Seelie and Unseelie courts and their members. In the midst of all of this chaos surrounding these disgusting worm beings, I find myself wondering why it is that no one has tried to take a general census of the population. We're clearly, most of us, new arrivals. For whatever reason that may be, it stands to reason that we should at least talk to each other. Especially since it's likely that we all have at least one or two other people we know from our own homes. So, first things first. How many of you have come across someone you knew before you arrived here? Are they friends, or are they enemies? How are you handling things? ( Lydia has determined that she needs to take a survey, more or less, and find out as much as she can. See if she can discern any patterns in the population. See if she can find a rhyme or reason to what's going on... To why this place, why these people, why this timing. )

Secondly. If there's anyone else here from Beacon Hills... Speak up. Clearly there's something going on here that involves at least a few of us. I'm wondering how many more of us there are.

Comments

[steeledskin]

That we all of us have been compelled here -- perhaps against our better judgement. [ and that we all must do what we can to survive. ] Likely, it's the same for the other stronghold.

[amplified]

Is there anyone from your home that you've found on the other side? Or are you walking into this juuuuust about as blindly as I am? I'm getting mixed answers, so I'm comparing notes.

[steeledskin]

Maybe. I think -- [ she lies. ] None I know personally, you understand. But it seems we share a land at least.

[amplified]

Ah. So, same place, but you've never actually met. What's it like where you're from anyway?

[steeledskin]

[ what a strange question to be asked. having known nothing but where she's from all her life, she isn't sure how to word any distinctions.

except: ] Cold. Winter has come.

[amplified]

Generally, winter brings cold, yeah. That's not exactly what I meant, but... ( Weird. )

[steeledskin]

[ and yet for westeros it is a uniquely ponderous event. winter.

so sansa stammers: ] I-I'm sorry. What exactly did you mean?

[amplified]

Your culture. Things that are considered normal. Hierarchy... Technology. Things like that.

[steeledskin]

We...have a king. Too many, some would say of late.

[amplified]

How's it possible to have more than one?

[steeledskin]

War, I suppose. War makes it possible. War and chaos.

[amplified]

Sounds like your background isn't exactly all sunshine and roses. Do you at least have Flappy Bird?

[steeledskin]

What sort of a bird is that?

[ ...don't they all flap? ]

[amplified]

Um -- ... It's a game. For your phone.

[steeledskin]

I know what a game is. [ but a phone...not so much. ]

[amplified]

Well, you have to tap the screen, and you try to get the little bird to go in between two giant pipes. If you hit the pipes, you lose.

[steeledskin]

-- How do you win?

[amplified]

By successfully getting the bird to pass through all of the gaps between pipes. ( DUH )

[steeledskin]

I'm sorry but...but doesn't that sound rather dull -- as games go?

[amplified]

It's possibly the most frustrating game that's come out in a long time, actually.

[steeledskin]

...And you're saying you enjoy it? Despite this?

[amplified]

I love anything that challenges me.

[steeledskin]

In that case, you must be very accomplished.

[amplified]

You could say that. ( She shrugs. ) I have the highest IQ in my class.

[steeledskin]

Is it good? To have a tall IQ?