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[personal profile] hellshaped
[Hellboy is largely uncomfortable putting his face out there for public consumption, so he defaults to audio. His tone is businesslike but friendly, and there's no indication whatsoever that he's anything but human.]

So we've been here about a month now. Nalawi, I mean. Now that things have settled down and we aren't dealing with typhoons and other things [he's talking about parties], we should probably convene and talk about this case.

Has anyone found anything that could point to where their goddess has gone? Things are getting pretty hairy here; I've seen some pretty strange stuff that I think can get out of control if we don't find out a way to help them soon.

Any clues or ideas would be helpful, so don't be afraid to share what you've found. Even if you don't think it means anything, maybe it'll help someone else solve a puzzle.

Even if we can't find a way to bring their powers back, this place is headed for some really bad stuff if we aren't careful. So let's figure it out.
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[personal profile] ex_mettacrusher33
HELLOOOOOOO, DARLINGS!!

[Is it already that time again? There's the same robot as before, this time posing languidly on the beach.

Yes. Yes, evidently, it is.]


It's your lovely host Mettaton with a very special announcement. In a few days time, it will be the annual Nalawi Fishing Tournament!! And what better way for ALASTAIR to mingle with the locals than joining them with an MTT-sponsored CELEBRATION?? There will be music! There will be reporting!! There will be ACTION!! DRAMA!! AND ENTERTAINMENT!!!

But of course, that is where YOU will come in. We'll be needing:

[He starts to count off on his fingers.]

- Stage crew
- Make-up and costume designers
- Set designers
- Musicians
- Dancers
- Talents of all types!!
- Advertising!!
- And, obviously, builders for our stage

I'll be waiting for your responses. Let's make this the most explosive party this world has ever known!

Papyrus, I'll be needing you to be my assistant, of course. Pearl? Olivia? I'd love to speak with the two of you as well!! And Undyne? I have a very specific job for you, if you don't mind.
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[personal profile] 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. )
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[personal profile] 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. ]
ricksybusiness: (does this count as a back of head icon)
[personal profile] ricksybusiness
[The video is from everyone's favorite camera-shy mad scientist, 82736775. This time, he's not even present in a carefully-framed way; he appears to just be using his jewellery as a Go-Pro.

The view is a large machine in the middle of the woods. It's crudely constructed, with loud, grinding gears and exhaust tubes belching smoke. There are three figures scurrying about -- Dipper, Shiki, and Hide, for those of you who would recognize them -- pulling levers and turning cranks and struggling to hear each other over the machine's groaning. Jars of fairy goop hang off the thing like lanterns in a coal mine.]


Listen uuuup, bitcheesss!

[The view jerks, then readjusts as the sky comes into focus.]

Thanks to my genius and everybody else's scrappy, can-do attitude, we're about to make scientific history. By which I mean w-we're about to blow this bullshit away.

[His hand enters the frame. He is flipping off the sky.]

Engage Operation: Fuck You, Magic!

[The frame stays centered on the sky, though the machine's groaning reaches almost deafening levels. Above the cacophony, there's a high-pitched whining: something is warming up. All over Chantes, the ground shakes.

Then bright green fills the screen and everything is so loud that it's almost silent. Those of you who are at a distance may see a gigantic green beam shooting into the sky just before everything turns bright white for a few long seconds.

And suddenly, there is light. Stars. Two moons. The sky is back.

82736775 is laughing maniacally. He swings the frame around to the giant machine, which has blasted wide open: smoking panels have fallen to the ground, exposing frayed wires. His assistants are also on the ground, looking dazed.]


Suck my dick, Narnia! Haha, yeah!

Now let's figure out what to do and get the hell off this rock! Team science, ouuuut!

[ ooc. IMPORTANT! the sun is now returned. from this point on, there are normal day-night cycles in chantes! be aware there are two moons, and the sun rises in the west. use this post to discuss what to do now! threadjacking encouraged. thank you to my fellow players and our modteam for making this plot so successful! i love you all.

UPDATE! check this thread for conversation on a peaceful option. ]
jamminshield: (excite)
[personal profile] jamminshield
[Steven broadcasts a video from the inn room where he is. He looks like he's in good spirits and has several items laid out on the table.]

Hey everyone! It's me, Steven Quartz Universe. I got some neat things from ALISTAIR lately! I got my phone, my Cheeseburger Backpack... [He indicates a smartphone and... well, a Cheeseburger Backpack.]

Aaand we got a special surpise, too! {He takes out a container of food.] If you guessed that it's a sad meal, you're way wrong. Itttt's a happy meal! And I haven't done an unboxing video since I left home, so I think it's time I did one here for all of you here in Chantes! Okay, let's see what we got.

[He reaches into the bag and pulls out some french fries.]

First, we got some french fries. Nice, nice - they're a cornerstone of any happy meal! It just wouldn't be the same without them. [He nibbles on one.] And it's good! Well, it's kind of greasy, but in the tasty way! And it has just the right amount of salt. This is what you want in french fries, people!

[He reaches back in and pulls out a cheeseburger.]

A cheeseburger! Nice. This is like the main event of a happy meal. It's cheesy, it's a burger. Where could you go wrong? It was a nice touch it make it a cheeseburger, too, so it matches my backpack! To think it's been so long since I've had one... I don't think that it has long in this world! [He giggles as he sets it down.] That's the main event of the happy meal. Except there's something even main-er! Let's see if I got one...

[He reaches in and pulls out a toy wrapped up in plastic wrap.]

Yesss!! It comes with a toy! And even better, it's of Dogcopter! That's so great! [He hugs the toy close to him and then settles down.]

Well, that does it for my first unboxing video as part of ALISTAIR. This happy meal gets... a 4 out of 5 stars, I think! Thanks for watching, and... let's keep doing our best for this mission, alright? [He gives a cheesy smile and a thumbs up before he cuts out the video.]
defenceless: (damn dad why you do this)
[personal profile] 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.))
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[personal profile] futurologists
[The username suggests it should be Riza's face appearing in front of you, but it isn't. It's Arthur's — you may have spoken to him, if you attended the Order meeting, but if you haven't, he still looks very familiar. He's been at the scene of nearly every shocking event, decidedly un-shocked. There's a reason for that.]

Hello. My name is Arthur, and I speak to you today representing the Order of the Chimera. I've tracked down one of your own who has graciously allowed me to contact you all.

You're likely aware that some of your people are being detained by the guard on charges of treason. This is due in no small part to the Order meeting they were present at. My people have been taken, too. I understand you may oppose the Order, but in this instance, I believe it would benefit us all to work together to free them.

[He pauses for a moment.]

If freeing your companions isn't motivation enough, my brother is in custody as well. Although I hear the guard has invented a barrier to absorb magic, I have no doubts he will eventually escape. However, the longer he is kept, the greater his retribution will become. [Gravely:] If you value the safety of the people of Chantes, or even your own, I suggest you join the cause.

There is little time. We infiltrate the prison tomorrow, regardless of the risks. I assure you the damage will be much greater should Michel grow even angrier.

[OOC NOTES: Feel free to comment around, threadjack, etc. This is meant for characters to be able to plan! Thank you, [personal profile] strictdiscipline, for helping us!]
wright_idea: so I can credit you!) (Why am I even listening to this)
[personal profile] wright_idea
[This is dumb. Nobody's going to buy this. But I guess I can at least propose it and see if anybody comes up with anything better.]

Hey, uh. So I heard about the whole prison thing. And I know we're probably not the most popular people in town at this point thanks to some of the stunts we've pulled lately. So... look, the thing is, we need to get the truth out there. As long as people are just hating each other and think we're a bunch of lunatics, we're not going to get them to the table, so to speak. And the King's definitely not going to help us, and ALASTAIR isn't either. So, well...

Okay, just hear me out a bit. So I've been thinking about some of what people have talked about on the network, about music and stuff. And, well, I think I have an idea of what might at least give everybody SOME sort of common ground to push through the walls:

We need a song.

Okay, yeah, I know, it sounds cheesy. But I don't mean something that can immediately change hearts and minds by listening to it once like you see on television -- er, for people who don't have that, it's a box that plays pictures and stuff we have back home. It's complicated. But I think we may be able to utilize a song to good effect.

What I'm proposing for our musical folks is that they write an earworm.

[Okay, probably should explain that one too, huh...]

Er, how to explain... It's not really a worm. More like... well, have you ever had those moments where you get a song stuck in your head, and you're either really digging it, or it's driving you nuts? And either way, you talk about it, and someone else has the exact same experience, and so on? It's a huge far shot, since I don't know if there's a common taste in music, but I think we should make a song and start sort of spreading it subtly. A few hummed bars here, a bard on a corner there. I'm sure a lot of people really want something to take their minds off things, so a really catchy song might help. Then other people will start humming it, or singing it, and then maybe if each side starts to hum it, and have similar feelings towards it...

I don't know. It probably sounds stupid. But it's all I've got right now.

[Although...]

Actually, while I'm at it... there's got to be other things we can start to spread as well. Stuff to start shaking peoples' certainty about each side. Rumors. I'm pretty sure I know at least ONE guy who's good at that.

...A-anyway! Thanks for your time. I, uh... eh heh.

[He looks really embarrassed.]
jamminshield: (eager)
[personal profile] jamminshield
[And here's a small boy addressing his bracelet with a nervous smile.]

Hi everyone. My name's Steven Universe. Long time listener, first time caller.

I know a lot's been going on lately. And I'm still thinking of ideas of what to do about all of these problems. I can't even find anything to do a vlog about! But, I do have a few things to say and ask about.

First... were any of you hurt in those fights at the castle? I can help heal you if you want! It's just... kind of gross... [He rubs at his hair sheepishly. The perks of having healing spit...] Oh, but let me know if you found out anything cool too!

Secondly, there's the meat and potatoes of everything. We have to get the people and the goblins to get along! I've been thinking of trying to write a really cool song to push them in the right direction. Like... all I am saying, is give peace a chance! [He beams and gives a peace sign.] If anyone wants to work with me or has any cool ideas, just let me know!

And finally, I'm also accepting suggestions for my new friend Peridot. She might want to reprogram her robonoid, so I'm trying to make a cool list of ideas for new things that it can do. Like, what if it plays music all the time? That'd be pretty cool! I bet you all have great suggestions too.

Oh wait! I thought about one more thing. That whole... darkness, thing. [He glances around uncertainly.] We got a lot of people from a lot of different worlds here. Does anyone have any experience with suns going out? Maybe that can give us a new insight.

Um... I think that's everything. [He pokes at his chin thoughtfully and nods.] This is Steven Universe, signing out. Stay... or actually I should say, become sunny, Chantes!
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[personal profile] runningjoke
[The video turns on, and this individual here is… very green. Neon green, even. And with a stone embedded in her forehead, very similarly to another person who posted once before. However, unlike Pearl, Peridot's voice is less melodic, and more… nasally. She doesn't sound happy, either.]

Hello humans.

[Sigh.]

And whatever else is here.

It seems somehow, ALASTAIR has sent me something from my home world. If only they could spend their time on sending me back instead of bringing things here I don't need.

[And with that, Peridot looks off screen, reaches for something, and places a weird orb with legs out in front of the video feed she's set up. It takes a few steps to settle itself, and then remains still again.]

This is a flask robonoid. It's purpose is … useless here. It's really just useless.

The only reason I'm showing it to any of you at all is so that if you see it around, it isn't a threat. I should just destroy it so that it doesn't get in the way, but …

[She kind of wants it around. It reminds her of a simpler time, when she wasn't stuck on a foreign planet. Instead, she just flicks at the Robonoid with a "finger" of hers, and a pool of liquid inside of it splashes around before it finds equilibrium again.]

… Just let it walk around.
beyourrock: (Do it for her.)
[personal profile] beyourrock
[Pearl was a little apprehensive at first to go ahead about this. But when she thought about it, this would be beneficial to many people here. Especially for people who were not used to missions, or even fighting for that matter.

Swallowing hard, Pearl lifts her head and sets her 'communicator' on a rock in the outskirts of the city. Out of harm's way. Once it was perfect, she starts.]


Greetings everyone of ALASTAIR. My name is Pearl, and I wanted to offer my assistance.

[In her hand, it looks to be a sword, held confidently. She bows in greeting to the jewel, shifting awkwardly. This was so different than what she's used to. Heck, she didn't know if it was even working.

Behind her, another 'Pearl' comes up behind her, with a sword as well, about to strike her over the head with it. But in one swift movement, the opposing Pearl falls to the ground, flickering. Pearl lowers her arm, the sword having penetrated the hologram, which fizzles out of existence altogether.]


I have experience when it comes to swordsmanship, and as well as experience with the use of a spear. I wanted to gather if there would be any interest for some training. We all come from many different backgrounds, myself included. I want to make sure everyone has a chance to defend themselves.

For now, I'm gauging interest. Also, if anyone else is interested in hosting some training as well. I don't... mean to be the 'head' of any group. I merely wish to help where I can. This would help immensely for what might be on the horizon for us.

If anyone has any questions, please let me know. And if you wish to speak to me in person, I'm just on the outskirts here.
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[personal profile] troublebusted
[The video, posted by username "NICO☆NICO☆SMILE" (gotta keep up that brand recognition), shows Nico standing in her room at the inn. She holds up the letter of invitation to the festival with a serious expression.]

It looks like everyone got the same invitation. This [she flicks the paper, making a crisp rapping sound] is important. Have you seen how tense everyone here is? They're stressed, and angry, and scared - there's no way we're getting anything done like that. I mean, I don't know how you bring back the sun. I'm no Ame-no, uh. Ame-no-Uzu....

[She frowns. She's trying to reference Ame-no-Uzume-no-Mikoto from a myth about the sun disappearing, but her memory for things not related to idols is awful. After a moment, she shakes her head and returns to...well, a still mostly serious expression, but it's a little grumpier now.]

Never mind! But it's not going to be any easier trying to work it out in this kind of atmosphere. And bringing peace? Even worse. That's where this [she holds up the letter so it takes up most of the video] comes into it. Festivals are a good way for people to relax and improve their mood. Obviously, it won't solve everything, but it's a start. And we can't just leave it up to chance.

[She puts down the letter, turning partly away and giving a sideways, somewhat sly look.]

And besides, no one knows who we are, which means no one trusts us, either. If we make this festival a success, that would be PR coup. And if I - I mean, if we get popular with the locals, that'll make everything easier. Don't doubt the power of popularity! It's not easy, though.

[And then suddenly her expression shifts as she adopts a cute pose with a beaming smile.]

Luckily for you, you have Super Idol Nico-ni, shining star of Muse, to help you~ I'll put on a live show to put a Nico Nico Smile in everyone's hearts! ♡

[Since this is an audio recording, neither heart nor tilde are actually there, but you can practically hear it in her voice. She holds the pose and smile for a beat, and then it's back to serious face.]

But this is way too short of notice for me to do it on my own. I'll need your help.

[She starts listing things off on her fingers, speaking more quickly.]

I'll need a stage, in the square. It's too late to advertise for a show in the theatre, even if I could get permission. And, besides, everyone at the festival will be in the square. Even if we have to make it out of the chests from the inn, it's vital! [Because at 154 cm she's too short to be seen in the crowds without something to stand on.] Maybe we can make a curtain out of some laundry poles and a bedsheet.... I'll need candles, and those floating lanterns the letter talks about - plenty of them! And if you can get some dyes to decorate the lanterns with, all the better. With no proper lighting to go on, we're going to have to go with this kind of low-grade pyrotechnics. And I'll need people out advertising. I guess it's too short notice to make too many handouts without any printers....

[She claps her hands together.]

We don't have any time to waste! There's less than two days. I want people ready to start tomorrow morning! ...However you figure when that is out here.