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What abilities should a sword have?

[Be basic. Be creative. Spring is about renewal, right? He wants to upgrade his Jiangzai.]

If you say it should cut parchment, I will curse you. Anyone can sharpen a blade. I want to talk about magic.

resistetmords

In the spirit of Spring, name someone you have a crush on~. Don't be shy now, I'm sure there's at least one or two people here that makes your heartbeat fast. ;3

[She's in a fantastic mood, please let her gush over how cute you guys are. Feel free to tag each other too~]

queenofkur

[ When the feed begins, there is a shadowy figure standing in a dark room, filled with smoke and fog. Said shadowy figures raises an arm, speaking in a solemn and serious tone. ]

Greetings, mortals. I am Ereshkigal, Goddess of the Underworld and Keeper of Death. [The shadowy figure stepped forward, revealing the goddess in all of her glory(?). She looked uncharacteristically stern and severe, her voice deeper than usual.] I am come to this world to assist you in preventing the end of everything. [She frowned before crossing her arms.] Let us work together, so that we may protect our worlds from utter devastation.

[ The feed goes on silently for a little while longer, but then Ereshkigal breaks character and goes off-screen to turn the light on. ]

There's too much smoke... Open the window please! [Ereshkigal didn't sound deep, solemn or serious at all any more. Concerned, if anything. A flying half-skeleton dressed up with a top hat and christmas decorations flies by and briefly comes into view, opening a window. In the meantime, Ereshkigal can be heard blowing on candles. A lot of candles. At least fifty by the sound of it. When she's done, she coughs and comes back in view.] Phew... That was pretty good, don't you think? [She steps closer, grabbing the phone that was broadcasting the current scene.] Maybe a bit too scary... I should light up less candles next time.

[ She went to lay down on her bed, still holding the phone. A baby deer can be seen sleeping on the bed when it happens, absolutely unconcerned by what Ereshkigal is doing. ]

Aaah, it's so much better than practicing before a mirror...! [While holding the phone, she picked a booklet and flipped through its pages.] Alright, let's see... "Press the red square symbol to stop recording." [She then looked back at the phone, seriously so before looking very confused.] What red square?

[ She sighed and looked down for a moment, before putting the phone on her bed to focus on the booklet. It's still broadcasting, though the only thing that can be seen is the sleeping baby deer. ]

Human technology is so complicated... But I can do it! I need to perfect my introduction before going live on that AOL thing.

[ Of course she has no clue everyone saw everything, and so she hums as she reads the instructions, the feed continuing like this for a while. ]

garyoutensei

[ The video is something of an unflattering look at Baiken, her hair a mess and her nose red, chewing on her pipe, though it wasn't lit. She has a blanket wrapped over her and, with the sniffling, she just looks kind of miserable. ]

Oi, if there's an alchemist out there that knows how to make a kotatsu, I will fuckin' pay you whatever you want if you craft me one.

This shit sucks.

[ Punctuated by a sneeze, and her pipe clattering to the floor, causing Baiken to groan and shut off the feed, but not before saying; ]

Or anything, at this point. Fuck that ice fishing job, I ain't doing that shit again.

morns

( maybe she's had one too many drinks when this post comes to mind, which is why it isn't as anonymous as she might like it to be.

... which is why it gets posted instead of deleted as soon as the words flash over the screen. )

ever think about how long we could be here? already been a year. living here pretending shit's normal. getting jobs. playing with magic.

forgetting who we used to be.

that a good thing? being separated from all that shit?

could be here for years more. become someone new. do shit you never thought you would.

( she's already there, just by having a business. how much further can this place push her out of everything she believed she was? )

silky_bearing

[Lorenz is folded in on himself, tucked tightly onto an armchair with his legs under him. He's doing his best to look as irritated and haughty as ever but there's a little edge of something heavier under that.]

Has anyone had much luck with potions work yet? [He holds a small, empty bottle up, some small trace of liquid still left inside it.] I've no idea what he meant to accomplish with whatever this is but-

[He's quick to redirect the camera before he either reveals how worried he is or just surrenders to his frustration. One is as likely as the other at this point. The camera pans down to show that his chair is tucked up beside a bed... a bed where one Claude von Riegan lies, suspiciously peaceful, clearly deep asleep. His familiar, a small wyvern about the size of a housecat, curled up on his chest snoring softly. Though she squirms a little when the light from Lorenz' phone shines on her, flopping one wing over her head.... and smacking it directly into Claude's face.

Not that he responds.]

We can't get him to wake up for anything and while I can't be too concerned, it's likely his own fault. Honestly. Always sticking his nose in things-

Well. Naira isn't concerned so I doubt he's in any danger but we need to be returning to Camelot before long. Of course he'd play with these things and not stop to consider how inconvenient it is for the rest of us cleaning up his messes. [The camera turns back to him, fingers rubbing at his brow as he wills down his annoyance. It's so much easier to be irritated than it is to twist himself into knots with worry.]

If we can't find a way to wake him I may have to ask someone far sturdier and more agile than myself to carry his sorry hide back to Camelot.

((OOC: There is no actual potion mishaps here but no one is surprised that's what Lorenz suspects. Flayn is hovering around Claude too so expect responses from one or both of them. Not like anyone is worried about this idiot.))

garyoutensei

[ The video begins and Baiken sets the camera down on a steady surface before shuffling her way in front of it and taking a nice long gulp from her sake jug before grabbing something from off camera and dangling it in front of the lens...

A necklace with a tigers' eye gem. ]

Got one of these awhile back from a different job, and well since somebody said I should diversify my work if I want to not live in poverty all the damn time, I guess I'll take the job related to this too.

If you know what I'm talking about, you know what I'm talking about.

[ You know. That job. ]

I gotta partner up someone [ or someones ] to get this payday, so consider this an offer. Make it worth my while, though. I have a right to be picky.

[ You gotta admit, it's better than making a living killing things! Probably. ]

silky_bearing

-rano!!

Flames- [Lorenz huffs a sigh as he looks back down to his phone, clearly having looked up while it was starting up and the fact that he is visibly disconcerted about whatever he was yelling about says a lot. Lorenz Hellman Gloucester, epitome of noble propriety, shouting and looking frazzled? He must be in a state.]

As some of you may have heard Archimedes has suffered some vandalism. I was doing my best to track some of his horses down but-

Well. Their appearance is rather disconcerting. Enough so that they've gone and startled my horse so much he's run off. So. If anyone happens upon a young buckskin gelding... his name is Safrano and he will bend over backwards for peppermint treats.

[The camera swings wide briefly as he simultaneously shows off the area this abrupt parting of ways happened and also does his best to dust snow off the long plush coat he's wearing.]

I'm a bit concerned about the health of Archimedes' horses as well.... whatever's been done to them... mmm with the snow especially they need to get back to the stables or they're going to go hungry.

[Not only are they horrifying to look at but the weird beaked monstrosities certainly aren't made for pulling grass up out of snow.]

((OOC: Forward dated for December. Shh-))

emet_sulk

[ He's only making a new post because he doesn't want to directly engage the dragon killers (not that it will stop them from commenting on this one, but hey). ]

Tell me, those of you who are mortal: why do you deserve the lives you have been given? Why should we save your depraved worlds from falling to calamity when all you are capable of is slaughtering that which you fear and hate? Your childish arrogance, hubris, and ego destroy far more than I ever could in a millennia, and yet you continue to cry out for your pathetic existences as though any of you mean anything in the grander scheme of things. As though you matter.

Civilisations crumble and fall. Mountains may be ground to dust, or new ones arise from the ocean floor. The world changes, and yet the selfishness of mortals does not.

I pity you short-sighted fools.

cultivatingsin

What's the worst thing that has ever happened to you?

[Please, go into detail. Hearing about the misery of others is a bonding experience for him.]

How did you handle it? Did you get revenge? Could you get revenge?

garyoutensei

[ The video stars at an... unflattering angle, to say the least, with Baiken pulling several, and we do mean several gulps from her sake jug before letting out a loud belch and grunting, barely able to really face the camera. ]

Okay... alright...

[ Her cheeks are flushed. She's very much drunk. ]

So I'm officially out of money. And there's no consistent work for my usual line in this place so, uh...

Fuck. [ Another belch ]

I'm lookin' for work if anyone's hiring.

And the moment any of you assholes try to give me pity money I'll kill you myself.

[ She does make sure to scowl into the camera to drive that point home. ]

So... yeah... Swordsman for hire or whatever.

eightfoldfiend

[Risk of violent content or descriptions of violence in comments.]

[While the audio is being transmitted on purpose, the video feed seems unintended, offering only an impressive view of a ceiling. Yuber's impossibly deep voice rumbles from close by, over the sound of rattling bones.]

Chaos in this world is far too fleeting and easily ignored. It grows tedious.

[Rustling, then Yuber picks up the phone and for a moment the camera shows his face, flickering in and out of focus. His mismatched eyes are bright with bloodlust but he seems otherwise sickly, as if he hasn't eaten or slept in days.

He disappears from view after he places the phone down again.]

What is a creature of war to do with no war?

...Hmph. Actually, nevermind. Who cares what you people have to say? Nobody in this world has an answer.

If none of you insects will entertain me, maybe I should make some fun of my own.

bendless

[Sokka just needed a drink to actually get some courage to post about the pick up line quest. Actually he hadn't felt like touching it with a stick before this since he was recovering from a broken heart. But now that he had actually had a drink, he was like why the fuck not..!]

Hey! Heyhey.... if I could rearrange the alphabet, I’d put ‘U’ and ‘I’ together.

[He starts snickering, because wow that was kinda horrible. Then he looks back at the camera with a grin.]

Oh... I got an even better one! Like the moon, my thoughts revolve around you.

[He laughs, but at the same time there are actually tears in his eyes. Is he laughing so hard he's laughing? Unfortunately, no, he's just crying while laughing. Until he's actually just sobbing and turning off the camera abruptly.

And that one drink he had? It was more close to three.]

cameprepared

[It has been a bit since Claire had the spoons to address the network, but she knows when she's in a bad place, and knows that talking is something that helps her cope...so she opens the feed to make some sort of broadcast.

It sits open for a moment, the only sound the shifting of clawed feet on wood and Claire's breath. She hesitates, unsure of what she wants to say, until her familiar's deep baritone voice rumbles out.]

Ask the question, Claire.

[She sighs, and finally spits out what she'd come up with.]

So. I lost someone important to me. Pretty much the person that was motivating me to give a shit about...basically everything. I don't want to talk much about that, because that won't bring her back, but to those that knew her, I know she'll think fondly of you.

What I do want to talk about is finding that motivation. What has you getting up in the morning, this far from home? Why do you get out and do stuff? I wanna know what helps other people focus beyond just survival instinct.

[Claire pauses, starting to say something but cutting herself off before the words turn into a simple apology. Re-centering herself with an audible breath, she goes on.]

I know, I know, philosophical questions are weird and probably out of place on this network thing, but humor me, okay?

gunmettle

[ When the camera clicks on, it takes a second to focus, like the wielder isn’t quite used to filming, but the image becomes clear soon enough: a solid-looking door with ivy crawling up the wall on either side. On the door’s sole window, painted in simple, blocky black letters, are the words INUI CONSULTING. ]

It’s not home. [ Juzo’s voice comes from somewhere behind the camera. ] But it’ll do.

[ The camera suddenly switches perspective, landing squarely on Juzo’s barrel. As ever, he has a cigarette clamped between his teeth, smoke trailing behind him and background bobbing as he walks into the office. ]

Back home, I worked as a Resolver, which is pretty much what it sounds like: if folks had a problem, I’d solve it for them. Not for free, of course. I’m not runnin’ a charity.

[ A moment of jostling while he takes a seat at his desk. He takes the cigarette from his mouth and exhales a plume of smoke off to the side. ]

Anything from finding missing persons, to bodyguard work, to negotiating peace between rival gangs. My skills cover a wide array. So, I figured why not keep it up here? Not everything’s gonna make it onto the Questboard. And besides, wouldn’t wanna get rusty.

My doors are open. Prices are negotiable based on the job. If you’ve got questions, feel free to ask.

[ He’ll end the transmission by dropping a pin with the location of his office, for anyone who wants to swing by. ]

(( OOC: Inui Consulting is open for business! Feel free to visit that page for more details, or chat with Juzo here if you want! ))

leicesters

Hey there, friends! I have a little poem I wrote for you. Yes, you.

[Well, he actually wrote it for Merlin, but who's nitpicking? He reaches for a piece of paper he composed his masterpiece on, clears his throat, and recites:]

My magic is green,
But also dark,
After hearing my terrible poetry
Are you feeling a little spark?

... No? [There's a lingering grin on his face, before he screws up the paper and tosses it over his shoulder.] Oh well! I'll think of something catchier next time.

Anyway, now that I've got your attention, I just wanted to let everyone know that earlier last month, me and a couple of pals did a little exploring in the desert on the north side of the island. It was a long journey, but eventually we found what I can only call a huge whirlpool of sand.

I would have loved to have gotten closer to see what was causing it, but the sandstorms around it were way too strong. My guess has to be some powerful being hiding inside it, or maybe some strong magics were cast on the area to keep out intruders. For now, it's a dead end.

It did get me wondering, though: has anyone done any exploring of their own around the island? What did you find?

eightfoldfiend

[Risk of violent content or descriptions of violence in comments.]

Tsk!

I check in with the devices and see nothing but idle banter.

[Not that he had the patience to look very long.]

Why are more of you not discussing the Calamity? A vast, all-consuming fire threatens the Infinity and yet you prattle on as if nothing were wrong.

Has the new found power so many of you now have blinded you to the threat? Are you all so busy with your fancy new magic that you... you...

[A sharp, frustrated exhale.]

Bah!

Why do I bother?

What more should I expect from maggots?

unknowntodeath

[Archer is well aware that some people will definitely recognize who this is, but he would still rather stay behind the mask of anonymity with this particular subject.

He's been thinking about his name. What people should call him. What his real name is now.]

Hypothetically, if you had thrown away your name for any reason and picked up a new one, would you still consider your previous one yours?

Especially if you lost your reason to hide behind the other name and don't need to hide who you are anymore.

Would you return to your previous name?

garyoutensei

[ The video feed opens to Baiken stuffing her pipe, lighting it with a struck match, and giving it a few gentle puffs to get things started. Which would all seem pretty mundane, to most people, but the fact she manages to do all of this with one hand is probably at least a little dizzying, at first.

But she doesn't give long to let it sit and drag out how unusual it was, letting out a trail of smoke before finally speaking. ]

Say what you will about those fae and the ceremonies and kidnappings and such... but they make good stuff for pipe smoking.

[ So that... probably wasn't tobacco. ]

Anyways, as for why I'm making this post; those folks I've told about my sake brewing? The first batch is ready. Lemme know if you want a cask of it.

[ Another pause, another series of puffs, and a long, snake like exhale of smoke...

oh right. ]

That's it.

[ And unceremoniously, she ends the post, reaching with her foot to tap the stop button. ]

leicesters

Hi friends! It's me again. You'll all be thrilled to hear that I had a great idea.

What is this idea, you ask? Well... I want to throw a feast! In my homeland they're a great way for people to come together, eat ourselves stupid, and make merry. We could all use some of that with everything that's been happening lately. The spring ball already feels like forever ago, and not everyone was here to enjoy it.

There's just a few simple rules: you have to bring some food or drink from your world, or as close as you can get! And you'd better label it so we all know which foods are from where. [...He's not actually going to enforce this rule, he just thinks it'd be more fun. And educational!]

The other rules are absolutely NO fighting, and no tying each other to trees to get attention, no matter how fun and cute it may seem on paper.

[he's naming no names!! you know who you are!]

I'll send out the location of the feast closer to the time. As for timing -- how about the last day of this moon? That way you have no excuse not to prepare something, and spread the word to people who are bad at using these things!

I'm counting on you all.

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