eachdraidh

[There's a teenager with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes giving a smile and wave to the locket. It's not easy, with the new arrivals among everything else. But she feels she has to try help, to say something.]

Hello everyone! I just wanted to say hello to the new arrivals! I know I saw some of you at the feast, but there were so many of you! I'm Colette, and I came in with the last group, a little over a year ago now. So if any of you have any questions, I can try to help answer some at least.

I was thinking, I know a lot has been going on lately and all, but that doesn't mean things like birthdays don't still happen, right? Since I know some are probably coming up, I was thinking I might ask about that, so I could be sure to have gifts ready in time. Not just for my friends, but everyone. It's hard enough being here sometimes without any friends or family. Let alone a birthday without any presents.

[No. She's not outright mentioning her own is approaching. Eighteen. She never thought she could live to see even seventeen. Yet here she is. Still alive to celebrate her upcoming eighteenth birthday. If only Lloyd and the rest could see her now.]

Um, otherwise...I know things are getting. Tense. So I just wanted everyone to be careful. And to let everyone know if they had any arrangements with Emil - I know he was helping with training some monsters for people, he's....he went home. I'm sorry.

[A bit of a downer, but she felt it had to be said all the same. Just in case some didn't know yet.]

commandertoolbelt

[ Now that the various fun times all over the map have come to a close (he hopes), there's a thing everyone should probably know about. At least in his own court, because who even knows what the Unseelie would do about it...

Leo looks kind of sheepish, because really, this probably should've come up already. But you really can't blame him when the Citadel was under attack at the time, and he's going to stick to that. ]

I should probably mention that whole... [ He waves a hand vaguely. ] ...creating a god thing, huh?

[ Easy enough. Moving on. ]

So who wants to help me build some new shrines and stuff?

notyetlegend

Oh for...of all th' irresponsible...

[There's some angry Scottish muttering as Merida sets her locket down, standing in front of what looks like a shrine to the White Hart in armor. Or it had been before it was desecrated in such a manner. Her knees sink into the dirt and tugging her quiver and bow off and setting them to the side, she starts to fix it up, huffing. Her locket is angled so that she can look at it while she works, pulling a face when she pulls things out of the broken shrine before tossing them over her shoulder.]

As if we didn't have other things to worry about with th' Void comin' closer. Honestly, whatever happened to respectin' th' gods? I thought th' Black Shuck an' th' White Hart held sway over these lands.

[It's the second one she's come across in the last day or so, though she bets there are more like this. Even her ears had caught noise of the riots that had started happening in the Drabwurld, and not shardbearer related this time. Merida shook her head as she set the shrine artifacts upright, making a mental note to replace them as she sighs. She can't claim to know the affairs of gods, even with what Ben said about the vision he had. After a minute or two and the shrine starting to look better, Merida pulls her hands back to rest them against her legs, pausing before picking her locket up again.]

Does anyone consider just...stayin' here? Settle down after th' war ends? I don't know if I could go back home to who I used to be, if I could just forget everythin' that's happened here an' all the people I've met, th' friends I've made. [She reaches to brush the hawk feather behind her right ear back, braided into her hair like it is.] Just curious if anyone else feels th' same way I guess.

depicted

[Oh, look, it's Dorian Gray! Everyone remembers Dorian Gray, right? Sweet kid, a little naive, recently got scolded at the royal audience? Well, today you wouldn't believe it, not from how very self-possessed he looks, how pleased, how utterly brazen.

One might think that someone who just got publicly called out and punished might feel more need to keep their head down and be discrete, but apparently not. Every actor needs an audience, and this actor, at least, seems to be particularly committed to enjoy the show he's putting on. Feline in recline, he speaks as one who savours language, gesturing in smooth, languid movements. He is the 1890s Aesthete come to life, in all its hedonistic glory, and he is here to share.]

How dreary we all are getting. It's the fin de siècle all over again, but with far less Oscar. Or Yeats, for that matter. [Suitably, mockingly dramatic:] "And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, / Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"

[And here's a scoff.] I'm not feeling it. We are meant to be the court of tradition, of love, of welcoming the apocalypse. And yet I haven't seen even one orgy in my time at Caer Glaem. Frankly, I'm unimpressed.

[The headshake turns back into that canary-eating smile, and he purrs out his proposal for fixing this shameful problem.]

So tonight, at the sun's setting, I'll be holding a, ah, ritual in the Magi's Workroom. Wine from Mandragora Estates—top of the line, for those tragically ignorant of the most up-and-coming vinery in the Drabwurld—and various other substances. Children not invited.

It's a protection ritual, for the record. It would be so very unsuitable to be decadently useless in our embrace of the End. Try to bring yourself as magically charged as you can.

[ooc: THERE WILL BE NO LOG FOR THIS I am not going to put up an actual orgy log dear god. But this a thing Dorian will really be doing, any character can come as long as they're over the age of consent. Wine, drugs, and sex, all night. Technically, it really is an actual magical ritual.]

thequitecontrary

[Waking up from being asleep for a year is much like coming out of a coma. It took Mary a few days to feel truly herself again, but now she's back and well and truly confused about what happened to her.

The last that she remembered, she had finally been able to smash the damn harp in her dreams and get some rest from the depression that constantly haunted her for weeks. One night she drifted off and the next thing she knew it was May... a year later. Obviously, much has happened and she wonders why she had to be the one to be put into a magical sleep and miss everything.

She experienced a dream, or what felt like a dream, during her sleep - that she was back at Downton and that she had interacted with her family members, even lived her life there for a year while her body was asleep here. The details of what happened are clear, though remembering it feels like watching everything happen through a veil over her face.

On the locket she appears rested, to say the least. She's bathed, washed her hair, and styled it so that she looks presentable. But there's confusion and a bit of fear in her eyes as she tries to get answers.]

Have I truly been asleep for a year? I fear this could be quite a long conversation, but what have I missed? And was I the only one afforded this privilege of missing out on a year of my life?

rube

[ben is nervous, but not because he's about to share another vision, but because of what he knows is about to come. he's not entirely sure if it's all relative, but he'd been hoping it wouldn't happen so soon. the winter had been a harsh one. for a lot of people, this may be the first time they've seen, let alone spoken to, ben in a long time.

he finally speaks, his voice even but urgent. he seems to finally be ready to speak of his vision.]

It might be too late to change anythin', but I saw somethin' over the winter. It's hard to describe if you haven't seen it, but it's all important, even if it ain't gonna happen right away.

[he lets out a sigh, rubbing his temples,]

Black line in the horizon, only gettin' bigger. Far as I know, it's the Void-- that ain't news. It's comin'. There was-- there was a head, no body, and arrows hittin' the beach. There was some kinda noise there, too. Damn loud, if you ask me. Then the birds came, bigger than anythin' I've seen before, grabbin' at snakes as big as them.

[he pauses; he doesn't look thrilled at what he's about to say.]

The Shuck was eatin' the White Hart. [he licks his lips, gaze hardening,] Whatever's out there, we got to prepare ourselves.

[the feed ends.]

oblivious_klutz

[It's late again when Colette checks the locket, turns it on to talk to everyone. She's having trouble sleeping again, not just from her being an angel but in general with everything that has been going on lately. The fighting and worry from all that, the aftermath of it with the injured and deaths and the rot left in the Jabberwelp's wake. Let alone things back home and Lloyd having gone back, leaving her his shard. She's not sure she wants to worry everyone on that, but if Lloyd had any plans with people, they deserve to know. If they don't already. Plus, she probably should consider help for getting her some sleep, now she actually can.]

Um, evening everyone! I was wondering if anyone knew of something that might help me sleep? I've been having more trouble than usual getting rest lately, but I didn't want to worry everyone right away.

[Because of course she figured it was simply a lasting effect from being an angel and all. That it would right itself in time if she could still talk and taste and feel again.]

But, more than that I had something else I wanted to ask about too. About the shards, how they work. I'm not sure how similar they are to our Exspheres back home. They can be equipped and used to enhance one's fighting ability. But I'm less sure about how these shards work. I have one -- besides my own. [Lloyd's. And yet she can't seem to bring herself to admit that just now even after intending to.] But I'm not sure how or if I should use it. I thought perhaps others that have been here longer might know more. Or at least tell me where I might find more information on it. I'd appreciate it.

chaoticwhimsy

[When the image clicks on, it shows Lumina standing in the middle of the central field of her ranch, her house in the background and a mostly empty set of stables in front of her. There is one agitated red chocobo tied to a post besides her, warking unhappily and tugging at his lead. Lumina is talking to two of her stable hands, gesturing wildly. She's bundled up in a heavy pink coat, and looks exceedingly unhappy.]

...know why they ran off, I can't talk to them! Try to catch them before they get too far!

[The locket shakes, and the imp holding it out-of-sight calls out Lumina's name, and the child spins around. She's clearly panicked.]

My chocobos are gone! Almost all of them! They just started freaking out and took off!

[As she talks, four imps and a stableman appear behind her, dragging a very unhappy looking Chaos the black chocobo towards the stables by his reins.]

If you see one, try to catch it please! [You can tell she's actually upset because she said please!] I'll come and get it but I can't chase all of them!

[There's a shout from behind her from the imps trying to pull Chaos, and Lumina turns away, then looks back at the locket.]

Just try and calm them down. I can't figure out what's wrong with them!

[And then she was running off to help and the locket clicked shut.]

[ooc: So basically, all the chocobos on this list except for Chaos and Burn have run off! They are fast birds and can defend themselves, and will be all over the region around Mair, for hundreds of miles in every direction! As far as the station after a few days!

People are welcome to find them and tell Lumina, and she'll come and fetch them! New friend cr! Or enemy cr if they try to keep them and she has to go and rescue her birds. :D]

zerotohiro

[There's probably a better way to do this, but at least he can put out feelers and see what he's working with. Since the decimation of Caer Scima Hiro's been a little more than bitter toward the Seelie and while he doesn't want to have anything to do with any of them, he realizes that as a scientist he needs to gather as much information as possible.]

It's been a long month, hasn't it? I'm not used to any of this. Monsters? Destroying people's castles? It's weird. I was getting ready for class one day and the next I came here and then the fighting started. I think I'm going to fall really, really behind in my homework. Makes me wonder…what do you miss most about home? I can't be the only one who really misses advanced tech (computers, video games, even the old stuff like VCRs would be okay at this point.) And I know, I know, the Station exists but it's not the same. So, what about you guys?

[If he can figure out what people value? Maybe they can use that to their advantage, too.]

[Unseelie Locked]

[Now comes the hard part. With that out of the way the video function of the locket clicks on and it's obvious that the locket's hanging from something in front of Hiro. He's in a room at the Station, ever-recognizable blue hoodie hanging loosely on his frame but the sleeves pushed up to his elbows. More importantly than that? He looks a little nervous.]

…hi. My name is Hiro Hamada. I don't know most of you, but I hope you're listening anyway.

[He pauses and looks to the side, evidently looking at someone else who's in the room with him. Deep breath, Hiro.]

It's not a secret that we lost this battle pretty bad. That's a fact, but I think there's something we can do about it to help recover. I know there are other people that don't know how to really fight, or there are people who can only fight with weapons. What if we could do something more than that?

[Give him a second and he's holding up his hand. It looks as though he might completely freeze up but after a short moment a small fireball appears in the palm of his hand. He wants to put it out immediately, but he pauses long enough to at least look at the locket again.]

I couldn't do this when I first got here. [And the fireball vanishes.] Think about how much stronger we'd be as a court if everybody could wield a couple of spells. Even if it's not something you want to use for offense even picking up a few for defense is better than nothing. I know there're a lot of magic users here but…well, Lemina and I have been working on something pretty cool.

[He's going to lean forward and pick up what looks like a piece of paper with a class list and a list of elemental spells written on it to show the camera.]

The Guild's designed to not only teach people how to unlock their own magic ability but hone it and build up to becoming a better magician. We have a few ideas how to use it to help our side of this war. We're going to start classes soon for anybody who's even kinda curious. [A pause.] Look, I didn't even really believe in magic before I got here and knowing the little bit I learned saved me back there. It'd be really cool if you guys considered it and you can always ask Lemina or me if you have questions.

[Actually…he looks off screen toward where Lemina's sitting.] Maybe we should do that now?

[ooc: This is actually going to be open to both Seelie and Unseelie because of the mage university being started by Tzilan just outside of Redgate. Lemina's been putting up flyers around the Station and Hiro just doesn't realize it and has a very strong bias against the Seelie. You can check out more about said-Guild in the class link above, and you can sign up your character here. As an aside, Lemina will also be teaching classes at said-university on her own, but will be keeping the Guild as something separate. edit: also Lemina might pop into some threads as well!]

prissykid

[Sup, Fairy Land, there's a 15-year-old newbie on the network today. He's regarding the Locket with a cool, vaguely curious expression.]

It's a little too abrupt for my taste, but it has relevance in light of certain events. What sort of afterlife do you think there is? Or, if you don't personally believe in one, then what's one that's common in your world or that you might agree with? On the other hand, which one would you disagree with wholeheartedly as an afterlife?

[Joshua shrugs slightly.]

It's a morbid topic, I grant you, but...well, I can't say that I'm not interested in learning about different beliefs and how other cultures view different things.

[The teenager shifts into a more comfortable position.]

Not to mention, with various worlds comes even more cultures I've never come across. I wouldn't like to squander such a chance.

oblivious_klutz

[ooc: Backdated to evening of the 1st, after her initial arrival.

Colette turns on the locket, taking a moment as she adjusts to using it for the first time. There is some initial shaky moments, but she seems to get the hang of it well enough as she sits at her bed in her accommodations, the light of the moon filtering through her window enough that she has no more than one candle flickering nearby. It's late, but she's not tired yet so she figures she may as well try figure using the lockets properly and introduce herself.]

Hello everyone. I'm Colette. I only recently got here, and it's....a lot to take in. But I guess for now I have no choice but to try my best to consider all of it and where I stand. Whether I want to fight and what I want to protect. Either way....there's a chance to make so many new friends here, and hear about so many different worlds! So I'm curious about all the other worlds and some of their stories, so what do you say we share some together? I'll start!

[A deep breath and she closes her eyes for a moment as she recites the story - the history, from memory. Having spent so many times going over the history, the Chosen and their role, of course she has memorized it.]

Once upon a time, there existed a giant tree that was the source of mana. A war, however, caused this tree to wither away, and a hero's life was sacrificed in order to take its place. Grieving over the loss, the goddess disappeared unto the heavens. The goddess left the angels with this edict: ‘You must wake me, for if I should sleep, the world shall be destroyed.’ The angels bore the Chosen One, who headed towards the tower that reached up unto the heavens. And that marked the beginning of the regeneration of the world.

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