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To those who are interested, a mission has been issued to take care of the chalice currently stuck in the portal. I've formulated a plan, but I require assistance.

[In the video feed, Tieria addresses the network with a serious expression. Though he thinks the whole situation with the chalice is ridiculous, he's still choosing to involve himself. He's been restless from too much free time and too little direction since he arrived, so when given the chance to do something familiar and productive, it's only natural for him to take it.]

There are two apparent options: destroy it, or push it back through the portal. Taako claims that only a god can destroy it, so unless one is present, our most likely option is to send it back.

It is unknown how much force, or even what kind, is needed to accomplish that. Based on what we do know, I propose we try two separate attempts, one with kinetic force and one with magic, to see if the chalice responds to either. I have the kinetic approach covered, though I need a Parameter Guard that isn't in training to supervise. For the magical approach...

[He's still coming to terms with the fact that magic even exists, but trying to deny it will only impede the mission.]

Since there isn't any magic where I'm from, someone trained in that subject is needed to cover that part of the operation.

Contact me if you are able to help.
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[personal profile] spellslots
[Good morning Riverview. America's favourite wizard is here with an announcement.

America's favourite wizard is also doing his first audio only post, because he looks like shit and he's out of spell slots to cast Disguise Self.]


So, uh, what's up, my dudes? I'm gonna cut to the chase here, cause most of you aren't complete idiots and have probably noticed that some weird shit is happening and that weird shit, while not my fault, is thanks to some fucko in my world messing with magical items, so now we're dealing with the consequences.

[That fucko is Magnus, who he's throwing under the bus on this, although not by name at least.

There's a very audible sigh from Taako's end of things.]


Here's the skinny: an item with control over time has gotten its shit messed up in the portal, and that's why people are suddenly like, babies or whatever, and the folks here don't really, uh, well they don't know how to fix it. They don't know enough about the chalice, and I don't know enough about the portal, so... so we're asking for help. I'd put money on arcane knowledge getting us the furthest, but at this point I'm willing to take input from anyone who knows their science shit, too, as long as you're not gonna try to tell me that magic doesn't exist. I can guaran-fucking-tee that I'm not in the mood.

[Someone hasn't slept in two days because he's been trying to figure this out, worried about both the chalice itself and the potential that a part of the light existing in this universe could lead the Hunger to it.]

The big thing is that it needs to go back, we bring that shit all the way in here and it's gonna break pretty bad for a lot of people and this stupid cup has given me enough grief that I'm super ready to never see it again in my entire life. Anyone who wants to help should get in touch with the dudes running the portal, but if you got questions I can field 'em. Heads up, you'll get better answers if you promise me coffee.

[He's doing his Good Deed of the week, he could at least get some caffeine out of it.]
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[personal profile] ibiza
[ When the feed begins, a woman with a medium complexion, dark brown eyes, and dark brown hair to match appears on the screen. She gives a smile to her audience and wets her lips with the tip of her tongue. ]

Hi. I’m not sure how common introductions are or what proper etiquette is around here, but I’m Margo Hanson and I’m new.

[ She gives a small toss of her head to flip her hair over her shoulder and out of her way. ]

I’ve lived in a few different places, but never anywhere like here. I’m still exploring.

[ A quiet exhale of breath escapes her lips and she smiles a little brighter. ]

Anyway, I work at Gramarye Magic Research and you can reach me here on the network whenever.
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[personal profile] flowlikewater
[ A young man with green hair that's almost neon in brightness appears on the video feed, the angle and steadiness of the camera evidence that he does this quite a lot. His eyebrows are too perfect to not be something he maintains and his eyeliner is, as they say, quite on point. The young man's voice is probably familiar to some people around the Quarantine, although a bit younger and not muffled by a cybernetic mask and a synthetic tongue. ] Yo! Look, I don't know where exactly this place is but I'm not complaining— [ He says it like he's used to waking up in strange places he doesn't quite recognize.

He runs a hand across his chin. ]
—because I'm always up for some time to get away from shit, y'know? But I gotta ask, where does everybody have fun around this place? There has to be an arcade around here, right? Or at least a good bar with cheap booze. Drop me some info, I will definitely make it worth your while.

[ The young man smiles and it approaches something playful and almost wicked. Genji Shimada was such a little shit in his youth. ]
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Greetings,
Despite what I’ve been told I am firmly of the belief that this is the afterlife, as I am with no amount of uncertainty dead. I need no consolation or words of wisdom, nor do I need anyone to try to convince me otherwise. Rather, the point of this post is to search for people I knew in life, specifically Regis Lucis Caelum. If anyone has been in contact with him or anyone else who might claim to hail from Eos or Lucis I would appreciate being informed immediately. Thank you for your time.
-Clarus Amicitia
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[personal profile] bunnyblock
1. does VR exist in your world
2. do you have any experience with programming
3. what's the height of technology available in your world
4. are you interested in video games
5. are you interested in contests of skill as opposed to brute strength


[No hello how are you my name is--none of that. Just a list of five questions--so are you going to answer, or not?]
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[personal profile] oniondaughter
[The video starts with a short, pudgy teenager with blonde hair. Sieglinde doesn't often draw attention to herself without her armor on, so for some this might be the first time they've seen the young knight without her helmet.

Regardless of how familiar they are with her face, however, it's pretty clear that she's not doing so hot. Her skin is pale, with an almost greenish complexion, and her her eyes have a glazed, milky hue to them.

To some this might be a strange an alien look, but anyone from Sieglinde's own world would be able to recognize what she is: An undead. And one in need of some Humanity, from the looks of it.
]

Hello. My name is Sieglinde of Catarina.

Lately, I've been looking for a purpose in this place. My work in the perimeter guard is important, but I'm looking for something more - a sort of goal to drive myself toward.

[She's getting a little side-tracked with that bit, but she self-corrects.]

Anyway, I've been thinking of getting into brewing with my free time. Many of my family members are brewers, so it's a craft I understand well enough.

I'd need equipment, though, and a place to do it - I'm certain the other guards would frown upon it if I were to attempt such things in the barracks. I've some money saved up - does anyone know where I might find such a place to rent? This place is so different than anyplace I've ever lived, I'm not quite sure where to start.
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[ He'd really wanted to make this a text message. But as he'd poured over the information he'd run down, Will had come to the sad conclusion that there was no way anyone would read through all he had to address.

At least he'd have never read through it all. So that left video.

While the device was turned on, camera aimed towards the man in question, Will was looking anywhere but at the camera. Hopefully that didn't come across as too strange. But it probably did.

Good news was he'd managed to replace his glasses! They had roamed slightly down his nose and he had yet to bother pushing them back up on his face. ]


Ah hello.

My name is Will Graham, fairly recent arrival through the portal so I don't know ... most of you. Which probably makes this request even more awkward than it should be.

[ Yep, just a charismatic public speaker, that's him! ]

Uhm anyway. My job currently is with the Perimeter Guard, Surveyor and I've been told they would have my assistance with advising on monsters after a bit. To that end I've discovered there was a recent expedition out to the northeast of the city with an eye towards expanding our agricultural opportunities. That expedition apparently identified an infestation of [ here he lifts a paper and reads off of it, as if he can't bring himself to use his own words for this ] 'giant alien-hogs.'

[ Lowering the paper, he reached up to tug his glasses off his face, rubbing at his eyes. ]

Long story short, I've picked up the request for a second survey of the area to see how we can best secure a safe expansion into it, and what options might be available for best dealing with the native species of alien-hogs and or other monsters in the area.

[ Back on go the glasses and he gives the camera a quick look and small, closed lip smile. ]

I'll cover the affinity for animals/monsters requirement for this little trip but I've been advised that, while the object is to avoid conflict with any monsters, the team should include some Perimeter guards, and or someone with combat or combat avoidance, experience.

As I am new to this place, I figured it would be best to inquire about help over this device. But if there is a corkboard people like to use to put these expeditions together, please feel free to direct me to it. Otherwise ... uhm, I guess ... contact me here.

[ Taking a moment to ensure that he covered everything (yeah, think so) Will gave an awkward little nod and reached to switch his device off transmission and back to receive mode. ]


[ OOC: The mission Will references is this follow-up on fertile ground mission. Right now I am open to any discussion/plotting/planning! Feel free to ICly respond to this post or if you want to talk OOC shoot me a PM [personal profile] this_ismydesign. Timeline wise, I'd like to kick something off by the 15th of June. :D ]
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[ A video comes on, and what's most clear is that on the right side of his face is covered in blood, and there's a crack in the corner of his orange-glasses. It's pretty clear right away that he's been off fighting or doing something. ]

Oh my, oh my - just when I get a new pair. Already. What a waste. I'll have to go out and find new and be more careful next time!

[ As if he will be. ]

So - can anyone recommend a good tailor and dry cleaner? I --

[ He shifts the camera, and pans it down the front of his suit. On his chest, there's several holes and dried blood. Several of the holes seem to go clear through the shirt underneath, too. ]

Ruined my favorite suit. Ran into a little trouble.

[ Hah - yeah - a little. He seems amused by this, so he starts to laugh a little. ]

Just a little.
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[personal profile] yaylungcancer
[He's already spent a little bit of time scrolling through a few of the posts on the network, now that he's gotten to his bed in the communal housing. If he thought that any point of his life up to now had been weird well... This was far and away the weirdest thing that had happened to him. It's obvious that there a lot of other new arrivals asking the same kind of questions, but it doesn't normally hurt to ask things. After a couple moments of poking around, he finally gets a video recording going.]

So uh. I know a lot of people are asking if anyone has seen their friends around, but I know this idiot wouldn't bother trying to use this thing. If anyone has seen a kind of scrawny looking guy with white hair, and probably some bandages around his neck, let me know.

[For what must be the millionth time, he pushes down the thought that Heine and Giovanni probably killed him and this is all just some super strange afterlife. He'd asked if that's what this was, and was obviously told it wasn't... But what reason does he have to believe anyone here?]

Well I guess I'll uh. Maybe go look around in the meantime. If I'm going to be here for an unknown about of time, I might as well get familiar with the area.
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[personal profile] dispenserofjustice
 I noticed other new arrivals asking after their friends. While I could do that, my friends are generally difficult to miss. The Krogan ones especially.

The welcoming party and I had a bit of a go and that landed me nowhere. Sooo I figure maybe someone can help a poor guy out and show him where he can crash? Maybe even find something to eat that won't kill him?

That last one might be a little much to ask for.
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[personal profile] alchemyfreak
[There are a few things Ed is quick to concern himself with upon arrival, and even though they certainly relate to "how the hell do I get back where I came from?" he's seen this play out enough times to know that asking that question directly is never likely to get results. At least not the ones he wants. He's well aware that this change of scenery isn't just some new challenge, because if it was there certainly wouldn't be any point to the mark outright disappearing, but it was gone. Which likely meant one thing, they were telling the truth - at least about one aspect of all this, and he was not in Muir anymore.]

Does anyone have any idea what's really going on here? Has anyone been doing any research on this place? Or been here long enough to know whether or not it is what they claim?

[Ed's skeptical about this whole situation, but cynicism wasn't enough to go on that something just wasn't right here. He had a hard time taking everything in that little introduction at face value.]

If we can just ask to be sent home given enough time, has anyone actually pulled it off?
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[personal profile] lockonstratos
[ The camera comes on revealing a young man with unruly hair and an easy smile. He chuckles to himself, pleased the communications device is like the ones he's accustomed to... for the most part. Talking to a nameless, faceless group is a little different than he's used to. Before he says anything, something a little helpless and a little embarrassed flickers across his face. When he finally speaks, there's a faint lilt in his voice that easily identifies him as Irish (at least to those familiar with the accent). ]

I seem to have lost my partner on the way here. If anyone sees a little orange robot rolling around, about... [ He gestures with his hands to indicate roughly the size of a volleyball. ] this big, answers to 'Haro', could you let me know?

[ Oh, right. It's an open network, not like the secure one he used to communicate with other members of Celestial Being back home; he needs to identify himself. For a second he looks abashed, then smiles again. ]

The name's Lockon Stratos.

[ Why, yes, he is making finger guns before leaning in to turn off the feed. ]
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[personal profile] hellicious
[It might be fitting that Lucifer's first foray into the network of the new world he'd found himself on was an inquiry for trying to fix something he'd mucked up. It might well give a good glimpse into the fact that Lucifer didn't see too much outside of what affected him and those he cared about. This fell under that umbrella.

For those watching, they'll see an adult male with a charming British accent and dark hair and eyes, smiling at the screen in an attempt to cover just how important the question was to him.]


What would be a good gift idea for someone that says something along the lines of 'Sorry I broke you'? I'm not entirely sure chocolates will cut it.

[A moment and then he realizes how that may be construed.]

Not physically broke, mind you. More... theologically and mentally.
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[personal profile] onthehalfshell
Hello, Wikus here.

Before any of my roommates or co-workers wonder why I've disappeared, I'll be staying in hospital for a bit but I'll be back soon hopefully.

So don't go sell any of my stuff, hey?

Thanks,
Wikus
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[personal profile] seekthelight
Hi everyone!

[Someone is overly chipper despite being on a world he has no memory of traveling to. Take it all in stride, Sora. He'd been on his way back to Yen Sid's but instead of the wizard's familiar home, Sora had stepped out of a portal in this place.

Hopefully everyone else was alright.]


My name's Sora and I just arrived here.

[His usual big grin appears, arms tucked behind his head as he tilts it a bit in an almost thoughtful manner.]

I'm looking for my friends. I..think they might be here? I mean, if I ended up here they might have as well, especially if they were trying to head to another world. If anyone knows a Riku, Goofy or Donald, can you point me in their direction?

[It was a long shot but hey, it was the best idea he had. After that strange video and being shown to his new living quarters, Sora just wanted to find his friends and get back on track. This world seemed alright for the most part. No sign of Heartless...something must have been messing the portals up. That had to be it.]
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[personal profile] metalmenace
[There's a man looking down and writing something for a brief moment, appearing as if he hasn't noticed that he's being recorded, but when he speaks, it's obviously to a broader audience than what would be around him in person.]

I was in the middle of testing a hypothesis before I arrived here, which is unfortunate because now I'll have to look for someone that'd be interested in assisting me. Someone capable of fighting, preferably, since my hypothesis involves the use of kinetic force on a person.

[He finally looks up and at where the camera is.]

My name is Victor and I would appreciate if anyone who is interested in helping me would respond to this.
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[personal profile] otherflash
[ Those viewing the network will be greeted with the sight of a young man with red hair and green eyes wearing a tight-lipped smile on his face. He's really trying to keep it together. He's been taken away from his family and friends again. ]

I'm starting to think I'm the punchline to the worst joke in the universe. Though I have to admit this place is a step up from where I spent my last involuntary vacation.

[ Of course his last vacation consisted of him being stuck in the Speed Force for years with only his own thoughts to keep him company. ]

Since it appears I'm not going anywhere for the foreseeable future, I figured I should introduce myself. My name is Wally. [ Have a wave, people. ] I'm from Earth. Well, an Earth. I would tell you people some more about me, but I'm a pretty boring guy these days.

[ That's not exactly true. But, the purpose behind him addressing the network is to gather any information he can rather than revealing it. ]

So, what's the deal here? I know what the welcoming committee had to say, but you know how they have a habit of making things sound more grandeur than things are. [ Rather, he isn't sure just how truthful they were being. ] There was a lot of weird stuff going on back home and I just want to make sure this isn't connected somehow.

[ He sighs, running a hand through his hair. What is his life. ]

Whatever information I could get would be appreciated. [ He flashes a much more genuine smile. ] Heck, I'd settle for just knowing where the best place to get a drink is.