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 [ When the video turns on, it's to the conflicted face of a young boy. He's clutching a letter in his hand, not quite focusing on the camera just yet. There seems to be a lot there just from this glimpse alone. He's not a stranger to what's been going on with the network, although he stopped looking some time ago when it was evident there was going to be more things shared. For their privacy he stopped...

But he didn't expect the letter and it's the letter that's troubling him now. There's a balloon of hope in his chest that he's sure will be popped in just a few simple words. He wants to try, though, to understand-- but he has to ask something before he ca let that hope go one way or other. ] 


--Does anyone know how well we can trust the rulers here? They told me they could help me with something, but... I can't trust people who kidnap others for war. I've never met them. They gave me something last month, too, but that was different. This is-- This is something I need to know.

[ A beat. ]

If I do it, I'm going to be away for a while, too.  It's fine because I'm by myself, but if anyone has any tips for traveling I'd be grateful.


...At least it looks like all the memories have slowed down. I hope everyone's okay.
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[personal profile] glacio
[ when Elsa clicks the feed on, the camera isn't focused on her, but on a little itty baby fox kit that looks very much like this, but with pure ( snow ) white fur, much like this. she's just a wee little thing, standing at Elsa's feet, and just- waiting. tail wagging, ears perked. and when she yips it's just this little tiny sound, excited and pleased and-

oh god, Elsa has no idea how to take care of her, she just loves her so much already, and that's clear by her tone when she finally speaks up.
]

Hello, everyone. As you can see, I have a new friend! Which, I know, it's probably silly to address you all about this, but I've never had a pet before and I am rather happy to have her around. The only problem is that I've had her for over a day and I'm still not sure what to call her. [ she turns her locket to face her now, expression hopeful ] I was hoping I could get suggestions from all of you, if you wouldn't mind.
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Hey. So, I'm looking for a few things. Or, uh, one thing and two people.

[all pretty important, if the slight waver in his tone in anything to go by. for all that he's meant to be some flawless, fearless hero, some things actually do bother him, missing friends and precious objects included.]

So, first is a friend of mine, Annabeth Chase. Tall, curly blonde hair, gray eyes. She was here at the welcome feast, but she wasn't in great shape, and none of us have seen her in a while. The lockets aren't reaching her for some reason.

And then Luke's missing too. He's the guy who snagged the Dara, maybe in his twenties with sandy blond hair and a scar on his face. We know he ran off somewhere -- and apparently stole a flying chariot drawn by flaming horses to do so, so if you've seen that kinda thing...y'know. Let me know. And if you're seeing this, Luke, please let us know where you are.

[jason's worried about you, okay. also he had a very angry clarisse ready to break down his door over her stolen chariot so yeah maybe speak up before someone else gets murdered on your behalf.]

Besides them, I lost something during that whole incident with the Kow. It's an old photo strip, pictures of Annabeth and Luke when they were younger with another girl.

[his sister, to be more specific, but he's not sure he can explain that to a network of strangers and still keep it together. he'd already lost her once before, and silly as it probably is, he's kinda felt like he had to keep that picture with him all the time just so he couldn't ever risk forgetting her again.]

So...yeah. If you found anything or anyone, please let me know? Or just come see me or something. I'm gonna be down at the training grounds today, so I guess this can just double as an open invitation to spar or practice or whatever. For the Seelie folk at least -- sorry, everyone else.

[he makes a motion like he's about to put the locket away before stopping, as if suddenly remembering something. he fusses with the settings for a bit (and at this point it cuts out for the unseele side) and pulls out a small cordial of a golden liquid.]

-Locked to Seelie-

Oh yeah, by the way, boons came in and I guess it's worth asking, just in case: anyone else here something that could be considered a demigod? Since I already found one from another world, I figure there's a chance for more, and it's worth knowing who can handle a few drops of nectar if they really need it.

((ooc: feel free to treat this as an action post if you just want to do training things! he'll be up for sparring with or teaching anyway, and can be found in the training grounds at caer glaem getting out some pent-up frustration on his own.))
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[personal profile] fewerdays
So many things are going missing.

[ there's a long pause, as if he doesn't really have much else to say besides that, before- ]

I didn't ask to be here. I don't want to be here.
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((The first part of this post is Jack's personal record of his stay at the Unseelie Court. The second bit is action, and anyone near Loch Noa, north of the Station, can encounter Jack. Responses to his locket exclamation in the very last section of this post are also welcome.))

A bottle-log, first off. Scrawled neatly. Increasingly desperate. Not viewable to the public, just here for its OOC edification. )

[Thus, Captain Jack Sparrow sets off to shoot the Hedley Kow.

Outside the castle, he approaches it where it passive-aggressively chews a turnip. It moos in a low, coaxing sort of way. It is a come-hither moo, but Jack is not charmed. He aims and pulls the trigger, but at that moment, the pistol vanishes.]


BUGGER!

[The beast moos again, and now his hat -- his HAT! -- takes itself from off his head and vanishes as well! Jack is left speechless as, with a final mocking moo, the Kow itself disappears.

No....no, that's not right. The Kow did not disappear. Somehow, Jack realizes, he has disappeared and reappeared Someplace Else. There is a great dark lake before him, dark even under the sun. Trees whisper in the wind. No one else appears to be near. Welcome to Loch Noa, Captain Jack Sparrow. He opens his locket, shakes it, and bellows:]


..........................Monkeytits!
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Is everyone alright?

[ This voice message comes little after all the teams got teleported to their designated location. Needless to say, Hilda sounds less than pleased with this, though her tone is serious. ]

How many of you have been taken by our hosts to be in one of the team? Do any of you actually intend to go along with what they ordered us to do?

For my part, I will not fight, but I shall not abandon those who chose to follow these orders either. I can sympathize with High-Queen Solais' need for Champions to defend her castle. It is even a necessity, should the Unseelie actually obey their Lords and lead an attack against us. However, to have us retaliate and going in Unseelie territory is nonsensical. Her words-- I do not trust her being sincere.

If you do chose to follow these orders, I urge you to be careful and organized so as to not waste your lives pointlessly.

So say I, Hilda of Lorule.
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Yo.

[It still feels weird to talk at a locket but oh well. She tries to sound as casual as possible.

Like usual, she also doesn't plan to reveal what side she's on in any way either. But asking for advice from both sides seems like it'll get her the best variety of responses.]


I guess a lot of us asked for magic, huh? It seems practical enough in a world like this. Well, anyway, I'm looking for advice from all you magic-users. Since I'm learning now, just tell me what works for you. Tips or something like that. I don't care if you think maybe it won't work for this world's magic. It's worth a shot, right? Aah but I don't need a teacher. I'll learn it myself from these books.

Even if you don't use magic, if you knew people who do, I'll hear about it. [A beat. Oh right.] It's fire magic if that matters. [She laughs softly.] Well... I guess that's fitting for me.

Mm... That's about it.



[ooc: This is open to action for any Unseelie hanging around the library!]
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It's been a few days since we arrived, hasn't it? That's right, I was wondering how many of us have gotten nice and cozy in our new homes! But it's a reeeal shame for the less adventurous. After all, setting foot outside with all this magic flying around seems a little scary, don't you all think?

[Kano gives a small laugh.] Ah, but staying safe inside is real dull, too! So, so, until my friends pick me up, let's play a small game, okay? The rules are veeeeeery simple. I'll give you my name and two facts about my world. You'll give me yours and we'll both try to figure out who's lying.

[He chose to leave it open to both sides--after all, looking at a broader sample wouldn't hurt much.]

I'll even start off, just to make it easy. My name's Maru! I come from a place that's always summer--and crawling with monsters!
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[personal profile] chromosomes
Morning.

[ It's about the gruffest 'good morning' anyone may get around here. John's standing in the bailey, near Thranduil's tent. He's still wearing his black uniform, but instead of his assault rifle, there's a warhammer strapped to his back. When in Rome, right?

Also, his assault rifle modifications are just a little too high-tech to work. ]


My name is Staff Sergeant John Grimm of the United States Marine Corps. That might not mean anything to you, depending on where you're from, but it means I'm a soldier. A lot of you have gone out to help fight the worms, and that's good -- we need that. But we need people here to protect the injured and the civilians, too.

I'm recruiting people who can fight to work alongside the existing guards and help defend Caer Glaem in the event that one or more of those worms shows up. [ Or something else, if their luck decides to plummet. ] If you aren't armed, we'll get you something to use out of the armory.

This isn't a permanent position; I'm sure as hell not in charge around here. But it's an important one.

((ooc: sign-ups/ooc info over here!))
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[personal profile] glacio
Hello.

[ Elsa's eyes are bright as she sits on camera, posture perfect, expression even. she's not sure if this is The Thing To Do Here, but it feels right to introduce herself, as others have been doing before her. if she's going to be working together with these people to fight for a common cause, she would like to get to know them. so there's no Queenly Air going on, just- a friendly face! well. she hopes she looks friendly. she's trying. she's still really new at this! ]

I am Queen Elsa, of Arendelle, and I've been chosen by the Seelie kingdom to help in their efforts to protect -my Shard. Well, all of our Shards, correct? And this kingdom. I'm honored to be here, truly. [ even though an inVITATION IN ADVANCE WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE ahem ahem anyway. it's clear Elsa doesn't have all the facts on this fight, but she's working with what she knows, yeah.] War isn't entirely foreign to me, in concept, although I admit there hasn't been a time of war in my kingdom since I was born, so. I'll try my best to help, in whatever way I can, although I'll need to look to those with experience for guidance. [ but I won't slay anybody, that's insane. wait, shh, don't say that. that's a very undiplomatic thing to say. ]

Which is why I'm reaching out now, in hopes of finding someone that might be able to teach me how to use my given talents to help. Especially now, with the notice of the monsters [ worms, ew. ] that are attacking the land. In the interest of full disclosure- I have ice magic. And as uncommon as it is back in Arendelle, I know that isn't the case here, so I'm hoping that being honest about that isn't as unheard of as it was back home. I'm hoping to find someone willing to teach me how to use my magic both effectively, and safely, in this ..situation. [ she can't just go around making with the icicle stabby on everything they're told to fight. ..can she? ]

Also, I have been looking for one young woman in particular, her name is Anna. Princess Anna. [ this is so the important part here, finding her sister. even if she was trying hard to make it sound casual and NOT AT ALL WORRIED. and hey, yeah, she's going to use their titles. she's proud of their titles, because she's proud of her kingdom. rep-re-sent! ] Anna, if you're here? Let me know, please. I'd like to meet with you as soon as possible.
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[personal profile] actually112
[It's helpful that so many people have been fiddling around with their lockets, and that Aang's given himself some time to try figuring the thing out. There are only three false starts before he manages to properly turn it to video.

A twelve-year-old bald boy with arrows tattooed on his head, arms, and legs sits in a lotus position. To those who would recognize it, his clothes seem similar to those of Tibetan monks.]


Is this thing on...?

[The locket's also upside-down as he works on it, his tongue sticking out with concentration, before he blinks.]

Oh! Hi!

[He puts the locket down upright and tries to look like he knows what he's doing, but the image is kind of ruined by his somewhat sheepish smile and the way he waves.]

I'm Aang! [He puts his hands in his lap, gray eyes bright and curious.] I don't really know many of you, but I'd like to! I kind of what to say something to everyone on both sides of this.

[The smile begins to fade.] In my world, there's been a war going on for a hundred years. I still don't know why it began. From what I hear, one nation attacked the others, and the others are now just trying to protect themselves. I've always wondered why that first nation attacked. [The smile's completely gone now. The eyes have lost some of their brightness.] But now... we have these lockets. So we can talk to each other, and we can find out why we're being told to fight each other.

So I came on here to ask... [He puts his palms together and closes his eyes. Just a twelve-year-old boy, trying to fulfill his duty to achieve peace and harmony.] that before we start fighting, that we talk first, and we compare what our separate sides have told us. That we try to learn about each other. I'll start.

[The boy unfolds his legs and picks up a wooden staff from the ground, using it to get to his feet and leaning on it while he speaks.] Like I said, I'm Aang. I'm an Air Nomad. That means I'm a monk, and I was taught to respect all life. [Perhaps conspicuously to those who know him, he doesn't mention his status as the Avatar. That seems like heavy stuff to tell people who don't even know what that is.] When I came here, I was told that I had to kill people who were chosen by the Unseelie to steal their Shards, and if we didn't do that, then everything I ever loved would be destroyed. They said that this is a kingdom that represents light in the world--things like honor, courage, love, justice... that kind of thing. And that the Unseelie are going to destroy all of it.

So... what about everyone else? Seelie and Unseelie? Who are you? Where are you from? Why did they tell to fight?