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[personal profile] ceraunos
Greetings, everyone! I have a social experiment that I hope you all humor me with:

The purpose of this is to speak about subjects honestly without the worry of revealing ourselves. We can talk about any topic you wish, but try to keep it fun and positive. Only comment anonymously! If you break this one rule and respond while logged in, I will freeze that thread immediately.

To start, please put the topic you wish to talk about in the subject line. There will be sample threads with different subjects to give you an idea.

Well then, let's begin!


( OOC: This is an in-character anonymous meme. All comments are anonymous in our characters' point of view unless stated otherwise. Just put your character's network username on the subject line if you want them to reply "logged in", but Eclair will freeze that thread. Eclair is just testing the waters a bit with this experiment, observing the humans and near-humans and their shenanigans. )
forgeabettertomorrow: (eyyyyyy this guuuuuy)
[personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow
[The broadcast begins with a shot of Darin's forge, full of various workspaces and call kinds of tools. The forge itself is burning brightly in the center of the work floor and in the back you can see a waterwheel turning and depositing water into a small channel that Darin uses to pump water throughout the forge and subsequently his home.]

[He wanders on screen and takes a seat, addressing the camera.]


So, I've been doing a lot of thinking. Shocking, I know, right? But hear me out.

I've been here for about six months and my forge has been in business for the last couple. But with all of the different ways to facilitate trade between Camelot and its neighbors, I'm a little surprised to find there isn't some sort of business or merchant guild. At least none that I've found.

Anyway, I'm doing pretty well for myself financially, what with all of the quests and my forge and I got to thinking. How many of you have business ideas that need investors? Got an idea for a shop? Maybe even a product? Let's workshop it!

If there's anything I've learned, it's that plenty of alliances can be formed through good business, and with the recent business with Celliwig and Arthur, maybe it would be good to start finding ways to extend as many olive branches as we can...

So, who's got a dream they want to try and make a reality?
flapsin: (.drake glad)
[personal profile] flapsin
[The network is being addressed by a duck wearing a buttoned up shirt, with a mug of coffee. He gives a friendly wave towards the camera!]

Hey! Hi everyone. My name's Drake Mallard. I'm kinda new here? I just got here the other month. So I thought that I'd, y'know, reach out and talk to people. All of this... magic and humans, it sure is a lot to get used to! [He says with a laugh.] But I'm managing. It helps that there's familiar faces around. I've even heard that Darkwing Duck himself is here! So with him around, at least I don't expect crime to be a problem. I just wonder if someone could find definite proof that he's here... [He makes weighing motions with his hands while going on casually.] ...like maybe take pictures, share them on social media, let people know how cool he is? That's how I'll know for sure that we're dealing with the real deal!

[He clears his throat.]

That aside! I do have a few other questions. First of all, I understand that one of the types of magic that I now possess is siphon magic. Just... drains magic right out of magical objects! I haven't really had a chance to really try it yet. Is there... somewhere I can just obtain some items I can use for it? Any Amulets 'R Us? [He chuckles.] Also, what kinds of fiction are popular here? Like in terms of action-fantasy stuff, comic books, that kinda thing! They don't make Darkwing Duck shows or comics in this world, yet, so I'm thinking of finding some kind of series to follow! [And nerd out about.]

Anyway, that's about it. I'll, uh, see you all around!
angelolatry: (Tonight's the night)
[personal profile] angelolatry
I've.....had...well. A lot. A lot explained to me about things back home since I got here. I'm just, I guess, wondering if that's happened to others too. That they don't remember as much as others from home that have shown up? How you have dealt with it? In my case....basically everything I was told since I can remember, it's all been lies. Not that I think everyone meant to, just that the truth of it all happened so long ago and they didn't know the real reasons behind the Chosen's Journey. I guess I'm still figuring it. How to feel. How to deal with knowing, now.

[Colette's had a little time now but it isn't something that she will adjust to overnight. Something that will be forgiven and understood so easily, for all that she generally is a forgiving doormat type considering her issues regarding her self-esteem because of the Chosen system she was brought up with. She takes a moment, a sigh being heard before one could possibly almost imagine and see the small smile at her lips as she tries to change topic to something lighter.]

Ah, but. I've been thinking too! About what I want to do here? What I can do to help out somehow at least. I was thinking.....um. Dogs! Maybe, like the bunny cafes? Or something like helping take people's dogs for walks or looking after them when someone goes out on a quest or something? Maybe? Either that or perhaps something with plants. Since I have that magic - Green magic. I'm still learning, but. Maybe that might be another option. To make use of these abilities here. If someone needs help with their plants, their flowers. I probably should try help out more, find work, somewhere else besides the inn to stay.
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[personal profile] raven_sage
[A panning shot of the outdoors; it appears to be a meadow by the river to the west of Camelot. Eivor speaks from off-screen]

Yes...this will do.

[The screen turns to Eivor's face; she appears to be walking as she speaks.]

The Fae Queen makes her demands and Arthur would have us mired in endless debate, but I know my course of action. Our worlds are frozen in a moment without end; I have seen this calamity for myself thanks to Ardenbury-thegn's boon. I will not waste time on debate, or to submit to these demands of trials and trade.

In my world, the kings of Christian lands pay the Danegeld, tribute offered to raiders such as our own to keep their lands from becoming our hunting grounds. Even the great emperor of Miklagard who supposedly stands above those kings pays us our due. Those who do not, we overrun and take what we wish from them ourselves. As with them, so will this Queen Mab.

Here, in this field I will build a longship, with oars to row up-river, to Celliwig. I will have warriors with me. We will find a village, or some other gathering of Mab's Fae, and we will burn it. We will burn their homes, we will burn their fields and we shall take anything of value that we like. We will send a message to Queen Mab that she will pay our Danegeld; whatever relic, knowledge or power that she possesses that will help undo this calamity, she will surrender...or all of Celliwig becomes our hunting ground.

I need warriors for this raid, and to assist in the building of the longship. We must transport the materials from Camelot to this location to build the ship. The Fae are said to possess illusions, and I will need people with the ability to dispel this magic. I know such power exists, and we will need it for this venture to succeed.

Come with me, and your reward will be this; whatever you take, you keep. Your spoils will be your own. If any Fae draw their blades against you, deal with them as you like, as warriors, and take from them what you will. But know this, any Fae who flee or cower before us, they are to be left alone. Anyone who takes a life in such dishonour will forfeit their spoils and will answer to me, besides. This is about sending a message to Queen Mab that we will not submit to her demands or dance to her song. And we will need someone to deliver that message to her.

If you would join me, come to the docks at New Camelot. That is where the materials we will need for our longship are. And we will make ready to go a-viking.
eightfoldfiend: (My Kinsey Scale rating is "log2(3)")
[personal profile] eightfoldfiend
(cw: sickness and the frustrated war devil will probably be saying gross, violent things in comments.)


[A guttural wheeze.]


If one more person tells me--

[Sneeze.]

--that I need to calm down and learn to be human I'll burn this whole city to the ground.

[This has been a PSA.]
tookashirototheknee: (neeeeerd)
[personal profile] tookashirototheknee
Hey, everyone! I know we've all gotten some new magic lately, and really to some of us, magic in general is new, but that's beside the point.

I've been thinking that those of us with computer magic should maybe all get together and have a sharing of our information. It's always much more fun to figure things out in a group!

Maybe just introduce yourself and we'll come up with a place and time to meet!

Oh, right. I'm Matt Holt, Space Nerd, and astronaut, presently back home captured by aliens.

So, uh... hi?


[Maybe this wasn't as good of an idea as he thought when he started.]
angelolatry: (I know I'll find)
[personal profile] angelolatry
-- there? I think that's it! Um. I'm Colette! For those that are newer and I haven't met yet. I just wanted to say thank you to everyone that have helped me so far!

[Colette by now has had a little more practice at least. Enough that it....is actually properly showing her this time and not a ridiculous number of dogs. She focuses the camera onto her, sitting on her bed at the inn with a notebook at her lap. In it is a picture of a huge tree, and two figures.]

I have only been here a few weeks. So a lot I'm still adjusting to, but. We have such an opportunity here! To share our knowledge and everything. Stories and celebrations and all sorts, from so many different places. I guess the main one I remember from home were about the Goddess Martel and Mithos the Hero.

"Once upon a time, there existed a giant tree that was the source of mana. A war, however, caused this tree to wither away, and a hero's life was sacrificed in order to take its place. Grieving over the loss, the goddess disappeared unto the heavens. The goddess left the angels with this edict: ‘You must wake me, for if I should sleep, the world shall be destroyed.’ The angels bore the Chosen One, who headed towards the tower that reached up unto the heavens. And that marked the beginning of the regeneration of the world."

[She focuses the phone more at the notebook for a moment. Giving everyone a better view of her attempt to recreate the story she recalls so well. So vividly from her classes, from her time at the Church back home.]

I guess, that's why it's so amazing to me, here. Sylvarant was in decline. The crops dying. The people suffering. Here, I figured I can make things grow! Well, and the light? But that's something I guess I wish I'd been able to do to help, back home. I know I did what I could to help, as the Chosen, but still. For all that it's a lot to adjust to, especially with being able to eat, feel and sleep and talk again, and not having my wings, this place really is amazing. Obviously I'm still new with these new abilities. I'm still learning, practicing and figuring them and this place out. But I'm sure I'll get there! I just need to work at it more!

[And she is getting a little sidetracked from her initial intent here. Just a tad. She shakes her head, before tilting it some, a small smile at her lips even as she seems rather curious and excited after raising her hand to one of the little pot plants in the room and just barely noticeably makes the plant grow a tiny bit in demonstration if one really pays attention.]

But what about everyone else? What about the stories from your homes? How are you all adjusting here?

[A whine can be heard, and she glances to the side, murmuring something about feeding her familiar soon, as then an oversized.....white and green dog....? appears in the screen's view and licks at Colette's cheek, causing her to giggle as she reaches to stop the feed.]