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[The device clicks on to show Gokudera sitting at a window and touching the leaves of a grape plant, looking calm and thoughtful before he speaks up.]

I’ve been asleep for a few weeks. While I was asleep, I went back home, and then to two different worlds, and now I’m back. I’ve been away from this place for two... no maybe three years. Time is acting strange, or maybe my familiar, Larry thought that I’d benefit more here with more experience under my belt.

[He glares gently at a semi-transparent reptile sleeping on the window sill.]

Has anyone else left this world for-

[Gokudera winces and puts a hand to the half choke collar around his neck. The skin beneath it is obviously damaged and irritated.] -such a long span of time, only to come back here and find that it was like... you never left at all? I’ve been to Anchor and Amoi, if anyone else has... let me know.

Also, in one of those worlds, I had this put on me. [He keeps his hand on the collar.]

I think it’s malfunctioning. The only person who can deactivate and remove it safely is... not here yet. So in the meantime, I need it repaired or at least looked at by someone with advanced technological experience.

[Gokudera moves to turn off the feed, and his left hand is lightly scarred, but more important in the visual is the engagement ring on his ring finger.]

scotch_egg

Right.

[Alec appears in front of the camera with an enormous rack, antlers, that is. And while they aren't out of proportion exactly (well as in proportion as they can be to an otherwise human head) it would make a stag take a second look]

I've had these bloody things a month or more. [and it wasn't the only thing he had, but he wasn't talking about the rest of it.]

That thing is no help. [he jerked his thumb at the spectral whippet shaped grim gnawing on a squeaky toy that looked like a strangled chicken]

If anyone has any suggestion on how to get them to go away, I'd appreciate it. Anything short of a saw. I've tried meditation-- I've tried sleeping more. [though he'd failed at both. Probably because of the damned antlers]

I'm out of ideas.

And I think I've got something else now. Magic I mean. How the hell do you lot handle all this? I just want to go home and read a book for God's sake.

[though which home he really didn't want to think too hard about]

[also he hopes no one notices the user name as he didn't notice it until it was too late to do anything about it]

serpentinthegarden

[ Its about that time when its not quite spring yet and demons grow restless of staying indoors and behaving so you might notice a few strange things going on around town. All of the doors along the main street of town either have 'Please Use the Other Door' signs on them sending anyone trying to enter into a spiral around the outside of the building as they never can seem to find that Other Door or the Pull to enter signs have been swapped out for Push to Enter ones. If that isn't annoying enough once you actually get inside you might find a 'Meet Me ASAP' note on your desk or taped to your room door. The only problem is it is unsigned but so very important, it says ASAP! Try not to run yourself too ragged trying to find the note sender. Caramel Onions on sticks which look suspiciously like normal caramel apples have been left out with a 'Please Take One' sign. Fake plastic snakes seem to fall out of every cabinet or closet of those silly enough to have left their doors ajar while the lobby of the hotel seems to have mysteriously filled with multi-colored balloons overnight so deep they would touch the ceiling.

Crowley toys with his pencil and takes a sip from his glass of wine before checking another item off the list.]

I could go with the fake parking tickets but... well! In a place with horses wouldn't they just eat the notes? Maybe it would be better to go with whipped cream on the carriage handles or paste in the doors so they stick every time some one tries to open one. Mm, I'll figure something out I just need to entertain myself until this rain lets up then I can plant the grapes out in the field.

Speaking of those. I've been trying to dream up a few label names, something catchy that will grab people's attention. A wine needs a catchy name. I'm thinking, Demon's Delight for the red and... Angel's Fancy for the white. They might need refining, what do you think, do you have any better suggestions?

accurately

Tell me what methods produce luck in your worlds.
I need means alternative to horoscope-based lucky items.
Time is frozen outside of this place, so the stars aren't moving for predictions.

littlemissgvirus

[It's pretty early in the morning when Sherry sends out her message. She was still trying to really 'get' the network, but it was starting to make sense.]

[Also no one should make fun of her awesome 1998 style username.]

Hi. Good morning. I'm Sherry Birkin. I only arrived here a few days ago so I don't really know anyone yet...

Which I guess makes this a strange question but I-

[There's a pause because of a very audible yawn.]

Oh! Sorry about that. Okay. Does anyone have advice on what to do about getting rid of nightmares? I've never really had them before but they're...pretty bad right now.

If not it's okay. I'm sure I can get used to them.

Thanks though.

[There's another yawn that cuts off midway as she disconnects.]

picoboo

Is this working? I tried a couple times to make sure it works, but this is still pretty different.

[The little girl on screen is frowning while looking at her device, until finally she clears her throat, takes a deep breath and...]

AAAAAAAAHH!!!!!!!!!

[Clearly she is a perfect model of calm and composure in a crisis.]

WHERE IS DOLLY?!?! I NEED DOLLY!

DOLLY! DOLLY?? DOLLY!

[She takes... several deep breaths after her screaming... and then says quite a bit more calmly...]

Also... does anybody have any cake? I haven't had cake in over a thousand years.

scotch_egg

[Alec is sitting in his room at the inn, trying to ignore the spectral whippet gnawing on a squeaky bone behind him. He doesn't know where she got it and he isn't inclined to ask]

Right. [he rubs his eyes with a hand and then stares at the camera]

Let's get this shit show organized. The sooner we get everything done, the sooner we can leave so it's time to figure out who can do what. Who are you and what can you do? What are your strengths and weaknesses? We should have some sort of formal training so that like can work with like and eventually figure out how to work together as a cohesive unit in case something big comes along.

[he doesn't want to even think of what that might be]

Also are there any legitimate doctors around? And I don't mean someone who can do 'healing' [he waves his hands] whatever the fuck that means, but someone with medical training. If you have that... let's talk.

[he has a small problem that if he doesn't get it fixed will soon turn into a very large problem so he's doing what he can]

temptationaccomplished

...I'm recording now, my dear. DO be quiet.

Ahem. Yes.

The New Year is a time, in my world, of celebration and setting new goals--new resolutions--of what you hope to accomplish and aspire to for the coming year.

Do you have any such goals? Shush. Yes, I know I'm sloshed-- They probably are too. If so, I'd love to hear them.

It is one of my resolutions that, after years of denial and silence-- [A slightly wet breath, the kind that preambles tears.] --after years of denial and silence, yes, I know I've already said that that I do not hide what I no longer have to hide, that I love freely and openly-- You're making me forget what I practised!

Oh, sod it all. [There's a giggle and merriment in his voice. Maybe he tried to hold his companions face in his hands. Maybe he tried to go in for a kiss. Who knows, this is just audio. You'll have to imagine it.] I'm absolutely besotted with you, you stupid, handsome demon--There. You vain thing. You got the handsome part in. Handsome, and sweet, and so very good to me. I love you, Anthony J. Crowley, and I want all the wide world to know, and the many, many universes. And I want Her to know that, and Heaven, and Hell, and everywhere in between. [He laughs. And laughs.]

I promised you I'd tell them, didn't I? You only brought this upon yourself, my darling wicked creature.

serpentinthegarden

Hey people.

[The man in the dark shades waved coolly at the screen as he sat on the edge of a small stone fence. It was freezing cold outside but in spite of the clouds that appeared whenever he spoke Crowley didn't seem to notice.]

We've all been brought here, had our powers taken and dolled out to us again in much smaller pieces... it's inconvenient, like being trapped in a baby walker... or trying to save the universe with your hands tied behind your back.

Point is, I need some volunteers who are skilled with Light magic, Healing magic, Animal magic, Kinetic magic and maybe another Elemental magic user who thinks they would be up to controlling sand. Think of it as training.

Also Angel, meet me on the Inn roof before midnight. Not sure it would work with an angel and a demon but if it does we could use some good luck for the new year.

[He doesn't know about the fireworks. Those are going to be a nice surprise.]

bendless

[Sokka waves at the camera.]

Hi, I'm Sokka and... I have elemental magic. Would someone be willing to help me learn how to control fire... since that's all I seem to be able to do right now. Or teach me how to channel other elements, that works too. But mainly how to control fire.

[He looks kind of sheepish for needing to ask this, but that's that.]

My sister is a healer, so I'm sure she can heal any burn wounds that might happen while training.

Thanks.

madcuriosity

[Alice shifts the device backwards after she turns it on and smiles at it. She's in the Inn for the observant. Her big silver tabby with his sharp claws and even sharper fangs is asleep on her bed. Or, well, he LOOKS asleep but an ear is turned towards Alice.]

Oh ah, I beg your pardon, please. My name is Alice Liddell, how do you do?

[She offers a curtsy to the device. The tabby seemed to purr, perhaps he picked Alice for her manners.]

I do apologize as I'm about to add to all the questions, I hope it's alright? Oh- but that isn't the question, you see!

What I was wondering, and hoping someone might have the answer, is- is there a school? [Whether or not she needs to attend can be asked AFTER she knows if there is one.]

Also, does anyone else have control over various elements? I've never had any powers before you see, or well, you don't as I didn't have them, but I do have them now! I was wondering if anyone is very skilled at them. I...

[She glanced at the singed napkin near the microwave of the room.]

I had a bit of an... accidental incident earlier with fire and would like to not to... that is, not have any more incidents on accident. [The silver tabby's ear flicked and his tail swished.]

Thank you so much for your time!

morns

best bar, go.

( important questions only here. )

alchemists

[ Elfnein has a very panicked look on her face and an alien like familiar next to her. If you didn't know what it was you might just think it's a cute little monster.]

How do I get rid of a familiar? This one isn't safe to have around people.

[ Even though it's touching Elfnein's hand nothing is happening and it's just chilling. ]

It's a type of monster from my home that causes people to carbonize on contact. I can't let it hurt anyone here!

scotch_egg

[there is a pause for a moment and when he begins to speak his voice is rough]

Right. Assuming this isn't just another bloody fever dream that I'll wake up from to find myself pitched into... I don't know, some scifi or whatever--

What is the best way to get on here? What should I avoid? Is there a way to skip all this horseshit and go home?

[there is a violent sneeze followed by a soft groan]

And I don't suppose there's some magic to cure a cold.

temptationaccomplished

[There's a tartan patterned tin box of cookies (or biscuits, depending on your culture of origin) placed open on the duvet of a hotel room. In the middle of all the shortbread, however, is a caramel colored hognose snake. The voice that speaks is male, and very British.]

Look at you. [The snake scents the air with its tongue.] Yes, I'm very glad to see you're here as well, but did you have to hitch your ride in my tin? I'm sure they have accommodations for that sort of thing, something to keep you from freezing in the bay. You needn't ruin perfectly good biscuits. I'm not sure we can find more here. Those were from home--MY home, before all this nonsense. We'll find you an enclosure and proper food in a bit; in the meantime you have a lamp, why don't you take a nap. You snakes enjoy your naps, keeps you out of trouble.

[Aziraphale's face comes into view. He appears to be a 50ish year old white male, with a cherubic face and upturned nose, and a head of pale blond curls. He looks like an angel. He's also tired; this has been a day and he has just recently arrived.]

Up to his old tricks, I see. Terribly sorry about him--somehow he always manages to hit just enough buttons to do something awful to these devices. Surprised it works at all since he seems to be powerless now. But since I have you all here:

I'm looking for someone. A, um. A friend of mine: [A smile that cannot be contained] tall, roguishly handsome and whip-thin, with red hair. Probably wearing sunglasses. He goes by the name Anthony Crowley.

If anyone should see him, would you be so kind as to let him know-- [Someone has to decide what name to use now. Mr. Fell is the default when talking to humans. Aziraphale is his name. So the choice he does make is telling, even if it's only telling to the person who it matters to.] --his Angel is looking for him. I would be ever so grateful.

[A deep breath] Right, so.

Camelot. It's changed a great deal since I last saw it.

Miss Redfield has already asked about good food, so I won't repeat her inquiries. But I would like to know if there are any good libraries or bookshops, and what if any additional resources one might provide about this world and its culture?

Thank you.

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