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[ he looks so unhappy. Even unhappier is the fact he has to actually ask concerning all of this. He's certainly not familiar with this kind of culture and its really ... sandy out here. What a strange place. ]

Yo~ Is it normal for this sort of place to not have real horses? Did they kill them all off or what.

[ there's an unamused and frustrated snorting that comes from behind him and the addition face of a really weirdly accessorized horse . The warlord glances up to look at the horse and almost smacks himself in the face with one of the handlebars but manages to avoid it. Barely. ]

So, I can't leave him in the stables with a bunch of... fake horses. That's terrible. But, what do you think the chances for real-horse thieves being around when they're used to fake ones, anyway? They wouldn't value a live one over a robot, right? It'd be too much trouble?

[ As if. anyone would survive trying to steal this horse, it's a terror from hell, but not that many people here actually know that, so... it's a completely valid sounding concern!? ]

This horse is my life!

[ Probably not true. It just so happens this is probably the only horse he jumped off of that didn't get lost due to his irresponsible manning of a warhorse... but details!? ]

babbylon

Hi, everybody!

[A bright and jubilant face awaits you all on the network today. While some features of it may yet prove familiar—that golden hair, those red eyes, snowy white skin—others may not, such as that radiant smile. This is indeed Gilgamesh, looking about 5,000 years younger, and he's very happy to see you! He appears to be sitting on a mountain of Stuff in his room, that stuff being various things he's yanked out of the Gate. Looks like someone's attempted to do some spring cleaning.

Judging from the mess he's made, though, the degree of success he's had may be slightly questionable.]

It sure is exciting around here, huh? We're going to a new planet really soon, and I don't know about you, but I haven't visited too many of those. Guess that makes us real explorers now! Pioneers, even, like in the movies! I always wanted to visit space, see the stars, meet a few aliens...

[Gil dangles his little legs over the side of his bed, humming cheerily.]

What kind of planets have you been to? I mean, if you've been to any. Even talking about your home world would be fine! Me, I'm from Earth.

[Which wasn't too exciting, in his view, and by his guess most everyone was familiar with it already. Anyway, he should probably wrap this up, so—]

I'm looking forward to working with everyone for our super secret mission! Let's have fun and try really hard, okay?~♪ Bye-bye!

[A spirited wave, and... oh! He even blew a kiss. How cute.]

whatshimadayou

The drinks were acceptable and the accommodations adequate. Though I doubt I am not the first to express distaste for the situation itself, there is not much to be done at this time other than to do what we were brought to do.

So.
Children will be involved, more or less.

I have only one recommendation: do not impose a lesson you yourself deemed unnecessary as a child.
Something to bear in mind.

heavyhitter

So we got a buncha old fashioned guys who are used to swinging around swords all the time and stuff, right? It seems like it, I can't go 20 feet without tripping over someone that's never seen a minipad before. God, would it kill that rift stuff to start taking more people from the modern era?

Anyway, point is I need one of you guys — or, hell, a buncha you guys — to start teaching. I've got some students in mind, foremost being me, because the training room here doesn't cut it if you've never even seen a fucking sword before. And if anyone else sucks at medieval stuff too lemme know, we'll make it a whole party.

Achilles and Koltira, you guys are my top medieval guys that know what you're doing, don't you fucking ignore this.

[ a beat ]

Also, I've got this little super strength issue where I might break any weapons I try and use, so... there's that, too. Still working on that obstacle. Any ideas, lemme know.

[ ooc: here's a planning post for teaching stuff!! ]

defenceless

[shortly after the storm clears on may 11th and the network connection between both sides of the group is reestablished, the following post appears:]

We're fine, as far as I know. I don't think anyone's dead, at least.

The storm that separated us was brought about by a Dakal named Pomarr. Some of you may remember her as our feline friend who sold her soul to Ryba—or whatever it is she did—to continue to live on after death.

She swept us to an island that looked like it was raised from the seafloor. It wasn't a vacation, but there were definitely remnants of what those big cats must have called home.

Her plan is to revive her entire race, in the same way Ryba "revived" her. As if life-or-death deals with shady goddesses aren't concerning enough, she wants to grant Ryba the power to carry out this mass revival by having her suck Nalanni dry. Pomarr understandably doesn't care much for Nalanni after she drowned everyone she loved; in fact, she showed us this in morbid detail. She's taken Nalanni. Hence, all the Nalawi losing their Gifts and all of this inconvenience we have to deal with.

Pomarr knows where Nalanni is, but she's asking us not to interfere, and she wouldn't give us the opportunity to speak with Nalanni when I requested it. For some reason, she didn't expect that we would be suffering like the Nalawi are. She's promised to try to fix that.

What do we do now, ALASTAIR? I can share anything else you want to know about our meeting with Pomarr, or Yukimura Sanada-san or Mr. Keats can, but this is most of it. We have a situation where the balance of this whole world might be upended if we sit and twiddle our thumbs.

I don't think I need to remind anyone of the potential consequences of messing with either goddess. Or a litter of zombie cats roaming free.

(( ooc: infodump for rin, yukimura, and keats' conversation with a dakal npc, for one of the plot slots! feel free to handwave your character (in either the marooned group or the left behind group) learned this info by reading the post or talking with rin/yukimura/keats/another recruit. yukimura and keats may also be replying to tags! ))

wardance

[ Masamune on the video feed looks irritated, but it's hard to tell if his mood is a reflection of what he feels the need to say, the overall status of things, or simply whatever he is (attempting to) eat. It looks like some kind of biscuit but who knows considering the food situation around here other than seafood.

He's standing and it looks like the backdrop of his current location is City Hall. ]

I hate to do this while we're split, but it's probably stuff you will want to all be aware of sooner versus later.

First, our little native friends had nothing to do with the Dakal genocide situation.

Secondly, it's just a hunch [ except not really ], but there might be a couple psychos in the local population over their opinion on worshipping Ryba. So, we might start having a big problem with creepy sacrifice rituals happening to try and gain favor from the sea witch.

[ a short pause as he finally breaks the cracker/chip/wtfever he had been holding between his teeth. ]

If that's not actually already a thing, I mean.

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- nalawi vs dakal war ended 30-50 years ago
- war started several hundred years ago and had been ongoing rather than a full-out constant barrage of attacks on each other (one battle after another, etc.)
- nalanni loves everyone blahblah

- except dakal when they piss her off for trying to destroy her volcano.
- nalawi convinced nalanni has been taken from them against their will
- all "dark magic", such as rituals and sacrifices and reviving the dead, etc. are not known to the nalawi. ryba's domain. nalawi have worshipped nalanni for several thousand years. ryba and others were worshipped before that.
- one council member ran off wearing crazy eyes. female, dark robes. convinced ryba will "save us all". probably a good idea to find her.
- there's a lot of crazy on these islands.

( OOC note )

aspearation

[ This is going to have to be text for now, not just because it's easier, but because she is one unhappy fish. Not that text is going to help much, but it's a start. Some of her friends are missing, and she has no idea what their fate is. It's hard to not imagine the worst... ]

Yeah, so. This mission just went from lame to really freakin' lame. Before we go running all around looking for whoever's gone missing, we need to figure out who's still here. Check in, find your friends, find out who's missing. If you know someone's lost their jewelry, this is the place to let everyone know they're alive. I don't care if you don't want to talk to me, or just want to tell me the bomb didn't work or whatever, as long as the team knows you're not... gone.

If you haven't figured it out yet, the big island seems like safest place right now. If you can get here, do it now. If you can't, ask for help.

[ ooc: please feel free to threadjack/etc.! ]

dairekka

[Okay. This isn't hard. He's stuck here... and... there's no real way back so the best option is to work with this ALASTAIR ... clan? Clan. In order to fix issues in different places...

... and this ear cuff will let him talk to people but he has no idea how. Jewelry doesn't let you talk to people?? Talking to people lets you talk to people??

Carefully and very tentatively, like he's worried the communicator is about to leap out at him and grab him, Yukimura sets the little ear cuff communicator on the ground in front of him and crouches down in so he's eye level with it. Enjoy the overabundance of red.]

...

[He takes a deep breath. He was told he could talk to people, but he can't see anyone so... he'll have to speak loudly so he can be heard.

Brace yourself, Futurology.]

HELLO?

[... Nothing.]

( Cut for slightly smaller GIANT FONT but GIANT FONT nonetheless. )

[TAP. TAP. TAP.

BEEP.]

... [He leans forwards, almost conspiratorially and whispers....] Hello?

[... Someone help this poor, unsuspecting loser out. Please. For the sake of your eardrums if nothing else.]

respired

[ So, that relatively cheerful guy dancing with everybody on the beach--he's gone. He's out of here. Koltira leans forward, his expression pained, jaw clenched. There's a flat piece of wood on the ground beside him with the start of an intricate filigree carved into it, but he's set it aside. He's focused entirely on the jewelry. ]

I feel unwell.

[ His guttural, echoing voice is rougher than usual; he sounds like jagged rocks scraping against each other, and the strange ethereal reverberation does nothing to better the effect.

He's experiencing, for the first time in years, something like fatigue. It's discomfiting, impossible. His kind does not tire. And yet here he is, feeling--not exhausted, but legitimately weary. ]

The ocean is not rife with magic, but it provides some sustenance.

[ He shakes his head, as though trying to clear his vision. Some sustenance. Not enough. ]

If anyone has found other sources, I would know of them.

[ His voice drops to an almost feral growl. ]

Or a solution.

defenceless

If anyone knows how to melt gold, get in contact with me.

[~~because someone lost her fire powers.~~ yep, that's it. for the most part...

but a brief addition to the message appears a second later.]

If your suggestion is to make something phallic out of it, feel free to still reply. That way I'll know who to mark for execution.

heavyhitter

ok guys listen i got something i've been thinking about, no one's been able to answer it for me yet
check it out: deer dildos
???
do they use them? it doesn't have to be dildos anything sexy in general, that counts. i'm not buying there's any sentient sexually reproducing species out there that hasn't invented sex toys, so what do deer use. does it have to do with antlers?? i haven't put much thought into deer sex so i'm not working on much here, just tossing out ideas. lemme know, thanks

oh wait one more thing, i really wanna get off this island. i've seen everything and it's boring. these guys suck at technology right? and swimming. oh my god they're so pathetically useless

but WE are way better at both those things! so here's my proposal: we team up and use our evolved smarts and build a floating litter, or popemobile, or something, and get me over to the next island. good, right?? i think we can do it! we got science grandpa AND nerd granduncle running around here, and probably half a dozen other nerds i haven't dug up yet. we can do this. i believe in us. if there's any parties going on on the other islands, let's get me to them.

twinpeak

Hey guys! Dipper here. Now that we're finally catching a break for once, my sister and I have decided we're taking this chance to officially celebrate our thirteenth birthday! Since if we were back home, it'd have already passed.

[ And from parts unseen (behind Dipper’s back, basically) out pops a girl with her cheeks puffed out and fist to her mouth, mimicking a blaring trumpet. If you’ve met them separately perhaps you never made the connection, but when put next to each other it’s inescapably obvious. Damn near identical: you’ve got two Pines for the price of one. ]

Brrph-drr-drr-drrrrph! Twins extraordinaire! And now, reckless teenagers on the loose!! Also hi I’m Mabel, I just got here. If Dipper gave you any trouble please message me privately, and I’ll be sure to deliver the appropriate amount of punishment noogies.

—What? Not before I noogie you first. [ Dipper shoves her gently back over his shoulder, good-natured and not without a brief flicker of a devious grin. ] More importantly, though—sooo we asked for a cake from the kitchens and it's pretty big! Y'know, the kind that's impossible for two people to eat alone. Anyone want some? It's all we can offer instead of a real birthday party, but hey, we're not against improvising!

The only thing we’re against is party poopers! [ She slams a surly fist down to the floor. ] YOU’RE BANNED! But everyone else! Come on down and bring your appetites! And your musical instruments if you have any! What’s a party without music? [ With a spoon, she deftly carves out a chunk of the cake (it’s chocolate on the inside, and it looks as if the jam between the layers might be strawberry) and shoves it into her mouth. She speaks thickly through the mess, beaming. ] Plus I gotta dance all this cake off! Mm-mm-mm!

Isn't that kind of like asking someone to bring a real trumpet? [ He eyes the camera, grimacing slightly. ] You're also banned if you plan to play a trumpet down here. Iiii think that's it before our banned list grows any longer!

Eh. Works for me. [ She swallows at last and waggles some jazz hands at the camera. ] Come cake with us!!

( BOTH PINES WILL BE TAGGING feel free to hassle them over the network or in person down in the dining hall, we're not doing a separate log for this silly nonsense. )

uruzology

[ The scene presented via jewelry is within one of the many rooms of the newly refurbished Oska castle. A centaur stands next to the cheerfully roaring fire, presenting a matchingly cheerful smile. ]

It looks like you’ve all lived, although that was a little close there, for some of you. Good work! I knew you could do it.

Now, as you may have noticed by Oska looking quite well around you, the last week was a false reality. Don’t take it personally, that happens to everyone here eventually. We have to make sure recruits are up to snuff. You’re a bit unique as a whole team of greenhorns, though. To be quite honest, I’ve never seen this activity done on such a large scale before. It was impressive, wasn’t it? And don’t worry, any trinkets you may have come across are quite real, and yours to keep if you want them.

So then, to business. I’m Uruz. I’m familiar with some of you already, although I’m afraid that’s one-sided in most cases — I spent a fair bit of time in there with you, but none of you saw me if I was doing my job right. ALASTAIR has asked me and my compatriots, Dagny, Crowley, and Cherenkov, to review your performance within Chantes and rate your work. It’s quite a big job, our to-do with worlds, and we want to make sure we’ve got trustworthy recruits. I’ve attached that for you, please do give it a glance.

( ”ATTACHMENT” )

There we go. On a final note, I’ve been asked to let you know that you’ve got some time to spend in Oska before your next assignment, which is to Nalawi. A lovely place, I’m a bit envious. Enjoy your downtime, and again, good work! I’ve very high hopes for the lot of you.

[ The network is now back up again along with Oska being restored and the weather events ended, and you can find a full description of current Oska right here. Feel free to use this post to thread on, and the NPCs may make a few appearances for direct questions. ]

wardance

Three things.

The first. I'm requesting if you know anyone of our group that was transferred during this mission at any point, whether it was already announced or not, to list them here. If you knew anything about them, particularly unique to them—information, capabilities, whatever—I'd ask you disclose the information, as well. [ he may be able to get the first part, at least, by looking it up but it helps to have confirmation from files that are not documents provided by ALASTAIR. ]

The second. I'd like to know of any of you that are of leadership status back where you come from, particularly if you are responsible for the lives of others. Militarily, politically, socially, whatever. [ not the time to be picky. ]

Lastly, what's the value of a life to you? Both your own and others around you and how far does that value extend? They say there's a time to kill and a time not to kill: what're yours? [ it'd be nice to know who the self-sacrificers are versus the kill-happy. and then everyone else in between. ]

...Allow me to introduce myself, if you don't know me: I'm Date Masamune, a daimyo from the north.

[ yes, he's got a different tone to this from the last time he addressed the network, but the serious nature seems necessary, if not because of the content but because of what they're all sitting in the middle of while they wait to leave chantes. might as well be somewhat productive. ]

anti_altruisms

To those of you with a vested interest in the fate of Michel: He is no longer a threat to the people of Chantes.

The demons and the creatures that followed were both his doing, and had he been allowed to continue, he would have been far worse than King Christophe ever thought to be.

If you are not prepared to make such decisions, I suggest you remedy that in the near future.

defenceless

[the video opens to display the... somewhat incriminating desk of one rin tohsaka. are those vials and knives? yes, those are vials and knives. a few of the vials contain weird-colored liquids but don’t think about it too much.

apparently this is no reason for a tiny cygnet not to be hopping all over everywhere, chirping happily and nibbling away at a slice of apple rin holds between chopsticks. the gray downy baby swan wears a black collar inlaid with beautiful amethysts and diamonds. lazily leaning her cheek onto her hand, she speaks.]

I’ve developed a means of repelling that godawful holiday plant and withering any sprigs of mistletoe in your immediate vicinity. Simply state clearly,

"Verkümmern, Mistel."

And they’ll die. The catalyst for the enchantment has been sprinkled all across Chantes, so the spell should work wherever you are. Just don’t say the words wrong; I can’t be held responsible for what might happen, in that case.

[r.i.p. thirst. anyway, rin reveals a strange object that those more modern-familiar in alastair will recognize as a bedazzler gun.]

Now, then.

[rin sets down the apple (much to baby swan's dismay!) and calls to the servant carrying a tea tray behind her.]

Archer.

[a tall man in black armor and a pink apron glances over his shoulder. only his back is visible.

she spins her finger, gesturing for him to turn around. he does so with a rather impressive line face. there's a sword bedazzled out of shiny silver rhinestones stuck right to the front of his apron, just at chest level. rin faces the network again.]

Can anyone tell me what this [she lifts up the bedazzler gun and frowns in disgust/confusion.] is? The designs it creates are awfully tacky.

((OOC: The mistletoe-deactivating spell words will actually work, per discussion with the mods! Feel free to do whatever you want with it. Archer may reply to some tags/threads in this post.))

viscontree

Hello everyone. My name is Julius Visconti.

Allow me to take this opportunity to formally thank all of you. I was held in prison for some time along with some others. I understand how much trouble you went through just to aid us.

There isn't a lot I can do to repay the favor. For that I apologize.

[He bows his head down in apology.]

I promise that I'll work even harder from now. [It's the least he can do around here. Julius isn't going to waste his time.]

On another note, I'd like to ask you all a question.

What do you know about magic? I've been intrigued by its concept and origins for some time, yet I hardly know anything. Magic is a difficult thing for me to grasp. I'd appreciate it if we could sit down and discuss it in detail.

unoradinary

[Alright, so maybe she's a little late with it being the 1st and all, but Ranmaru is on the video feed in a seasonally appropriate version of her usual outfit; instead of her hat, it's a santa hat, and instead of her jacket, it's a santa jacket - only it's worn the same way she wears her usual one, unbuttoned.

And...that's a fairly large sack she's holding over her shoulder, appropriately red to match her outfit. At least she's more relaxed with this one since it wasn't the result of some dumb curse.]

Yooooo! Little late for this I guess, but you all got one last gift to get for Christmas, courtesy of Old Saint Nick himself. Santa-san's real sorry they couldn't do it themselves but...y'know, long trip back home and all. So I'll be playing Santa's helper this year.

[She waves a hand, dismissively; don't think too hard about this.]

Anyway...apparently some real thoughtful person on our team asked Santa-san for something to lift the old collective spirit, soo...

[She puts the sack down, and from within it pulls out...this]

Isn't it cute? This is mine, so don't ask for it. But they're really warm and cozy too; great for the cold if that kinda thing gets to you. Cold never bothered me, anyway.

Anyway, if you wanna grab yours, just come on down to the city square. ...although if that's a problem for anyone, lemme know. I'll have it sent your way somehow.

perma_banned

[With one hand stretched out and the other holding onto something mounted over his shoulder, Ban popped in on his own post. He looked somewhat dizzy, throwing himself to the side very suddenly. Landing on his feet, Ban looked as if he had just rolled off of the side of a horse--one belonging to an unconscious Masamune Date. Ban shifted the load on his shoulder before tossing him over the back of the horse. At that point, one would be able to see his face in the midst of being knocked out, slumped over the horse.

He looked as if he had been tossed in the dirt--which was pretty much what happened.]

Hey. [Ban gave Masamune's cheek a little smack. He gave him another one. He even settled for pinching his nose shut for a little. Nothing happened.]

Need some heeeelp~. I gave him a pat on the back and he got knocked out.

[Then, Ban lifted a bottle of liquor to his lips--one that apparently came out of nowhere--drinking it back for a few moments before returning to what he was saying.]

Someone wanna take a look at him? There's gotta be somebody who likes this guy~. So, hurry up before I start tryin' to treat him.

anti_altruisms

"Bring peace to Chantes, and restore the sun."

I've seen and heard a lot of talk over how we're meant to accomplish this task.

To those of you who are new and those who have been here from the start, I'm curious- ideally, how would you like to see such a goal accomplished?

FUTUROLOGY NETWORK.

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