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( be well, xistentia! and enjoy the look of a handsome man lighting up your daemon screens, well-dressed by the looks of it, and certainly not missing an accessory here or there. from the silver in his ears down to the intricate locks of rings around his fingers, this man seems to be the very epitome of fashion — from somewhere, at least. nonetheless, he radiates confidence, with a sly smile that seems to know something you, specifically, don't but — what he knows, or if he really knows anything at all, remains to be seen.

waggling his fingers, )

Hello and a very warm greeting to you, Xistentia! My name is Colton. I apologize for not introducing myself sooner, but I was a touch distracted, what with the war and whatnot. Such terrible times. And a terrible welcome party, for me!

Allow me the chance to sweeten some welcome for all of us newcomers, hm? Myself and resident Juno Steel will be hosting a party in the following weeks in a ... ah, 'get to know the neighborhood' type vein. It's also a rather poor excuse to gather a launch party for my lingerie store, Pulsar, which will be up and rising soon enough.

Hope to see you all there! Do give us a mention if you plan on coming, yes? I've promised to go live in the mountains and never show my face again if no one attends, no pressure to all of you, of course. ( and just before he says goodbye, ) Did I mention dress-up is necessary? I certainly hope I did. Bring me your best, Xistentia, I expect no less!

Ta!

hasitsthorns

Characters: Rosie, Vanyel, and Farraige
Summary: Rose has four years of lost time to make up for with her boyfriends.
Date(s): 11/25
Warnings/Notes: NSFW

( Say you'll remember me, standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset babe )

hasitsthorns

[ An authoritative bark, steely eyes to match the armor worn- ] Feldspar will stay in the rear with the rest of the mages, Reyson on the frontlines with the wolves, and Misto with me to...

[ She falters suddenly. Wolf ears standing tall on her head flatten back in uncertainty. Where are the Morgans, the group she'd been informing as she stepped into a portal towards the oncoming battle? This wasn't- In a blink, memories come careening into her head and cause a startling emotional mish-mash. Names, faces, a year and some change spent in Eudio and Xistentia suddenly competing with the four years from back home. It's a different type of war inside her mind. ] Apollod, [ she suddenly says, looking to the canine that's already recording her return.

Despite herself, she suddenly smiles into the feed. ]

Hey, guys, [ comes a softer tone than before. She crouches down to pet the daemon that's recording, not physically looking a day older than when she left but certainly feeling like it. ] Hopefully I haven't been gone too long.

What'd I miss?

repressings

To whom it may concern, I write this letter with caution and timid optimism, and not without a dash of confusion. This creature at my side has been most helpful in explaining the various dalliances that makes up this world but I can't help but realize there are things that even this mouse can't answer. As such, my only option seems to be turning to this 'network.' I have a lot of questions, but to spare you, dear reader, I'll keep them to a minimum so as not to disturb any possible daily communicating or activities. Please also feel free to disregard this message entirely, although any response at all would be absolutely wonderful. Firstly, is anyone dead here? For clarification: not those who have come back to life in this place if such a thing happens, but before moving to this paradise has anyone perished? I'd like to make a tally. Any of those from The Village who have also escaped, please contact either myself or Mr. Graves at once. Secondly, if there is a Mr. Akiyama, a Miss Carter or a Miss Gibson, I'd very much like to be alerted to their presence. One is an Japanese man from New York with short cropped hair and lazy stature, one is a British woman with long wavy hair and a very beautiful smile, and the other is also a British woman but blonde and doesn't smile much even when she's happy. Any assistance I could have in finding these three would be optimal. I'd also like to know who owns the most books here. And if it's not too forward, I'd like to ask about green carnations. Thank you for your time. Sincerely, -C. Barebone

drapes

[ this was not a conscious posting. this was mjolnird deciding thor needed to do some socializing, get out there and share some feelings and make some friends and whine about family problems. he will not even be noticing that this was posted until the first comment alerts him. whoopsies. ]

RAINBOW MEME

Preferred Alias: Thor, Son of Odin, God of Thunder, Strongest Avenger

RED - Something about yesterday: I failed in my sworn duty.
ORANGE - Something you do well: War.
YELLOW - Something about your childhood: My brother stabbed me a lot.
GREEN - Something you learned last week: Like me, my brother doesn't perish so easily from stab wounds.
BLUE - Something you can't live without: People.
INDIGO - Something you watch: The stars.
VIOLET - Something you listen to: A minstrel troupe the Midgardians call 'Led Zeppelin'.

Ask Me About My Rainbow

hasitsthorns

RAINBOW MEME

Preferred Alias: Rosie

RED - Something about yesterday: It sucked.
ORANGE - Something you do well: No one can sing as well as me.
YELLOW - Something about your childhood: I was an only child, which is rare for wolves that usually have litters.
GREEN - Something you learned last week: My dogs really don't like taking baths.
BLUE - Something you can't live without: My guitar.
INDIGO - Something you watch: Vanyel doing manual labor is all I need to watch these days.
VIOLET - Something you listen to: Anything and eveything. I love music, produced or natural.

Ask Me About My Rainbow

lacquers

Characters: Everyone! Yes, you too!
Summary: Mandy's Masquerade hosts a fantastic Halloween party with a costume contest, some very special cocktails, and a few other surprises.
Date(s): Late in the month of October.
Warnings/Notes: Please mark any threads that need content warnings.

( There's a bad moon on the rise. )

dothelokimotion

[ The voice that comes out is low and rich, disguised as a gentleman. ]

So we are all here to "save the world". I don't suppose anyone has any idea on how to do that? Or better yet, how far along we are in terms of saving it? 30%? Though I imagine I am being generous with that number.

Alternatively, what do you do all day, bereft of a home?

bratpack

[ Here is a closeup shot of a bright, happy smile and an even brighter pair of baby blues. ]

Hey guys what's up, this is your resident Badass Werewolf Wyatt, checking in! I know it's been a while, and I know you missed me, but I am here to make up for it you guys. How, you may ask?!

[ He spreads his hands, which is evidently a signal for Hunterd to back up and show off a wider angle. Visible on screen now is Wyatt, unwisely shirtless in this decidedly colder weather, in the middle of the forest. With both hands, he points down, and Hunterd lowers the camera to reveal - ]

Baby animals, o-b-v!

[ Well, one baby animal. A knee-height green-backed bison calf, which is currently on its hind legs, pawing at Wyatt's legs. He crouches down to put his arms around it, and it settles when he starts to rub its tiny not quite horns. ]

Maximus here has no mom. Or, he does, but she rejected him, for whatever reason. My guess is, he's too small. Anyway, he's mine now, which means I need your guys' help. [ Deep breaths. ] I need to milk a space cow.

[ Wyatt pauses. No doubt tumbleweeds blow by in the distance. He holds up his hand, clearly anticipating everyone's outright refusal. ]

I know what you're thinking. How will you, a werewolf, get that close to a space cow, Wyatt? Well, funny story. This is how that went.

[ He points to one wide, and the screen splits in two. On one side is Wyatt in real time, pointing. On the other is a wide angle recording of Wyatt sneaking up on a herd of bison, and making several failed attempts to milk the largest of them. Each attempt ends with the herd running, with Wyatt being kicked away, or - at the very end - the mother turning and physically chasing him off. He starts those attempts out fully dressed. By the end, his shirt is in rags, and he's evidently gotten rid of it now. The split screen vanishes and Hunterd refocuses on Wyatt in the now. ]

So! Who wants to help me get milk? I'll pay you in good wishes. And I'll let you pet Max. [ The baby bison has climbed right up into his arms by now, and is eyeing the camera with suspicion. Wyatt offers up a winning smile. ]

Now taking volunteers! Sign up in the comments below, I'll be waiting.

drehnifusbahi

[Vanyel has apparently gotten his daemon's cooperation for a change, because the first panning shot (several different maps, all in the same blue ink, apparently showing an island off the coast of Xistentia) is slow and smooth, and Zeymahd isn't even grumbling about it.

Finally, the camera comes to rest on the latest map, ink still glistening wetly on the parchment. It holds for a long moment, as if maybe the daemon is reading over it himself. Then comes a tapping, off-screen but very close to the camera, and it swings up so that Vanyel is in the shot too.]

This is my prize from one of the fair games, evidently. [He says, then grins.] So - who's up for a bit of exploring?

hasitsthorns

[ Hello, Xistentia!

For the most part, Rose has only graced the network with text based off the ice breaker games that F.A.T.E.S. encourages. Today, however, everyone is greeted by a video of the blond. She's pulling a Jenny ala Forrest Gump and appears to not be wearing clothes behind her guitar. She is, of course. A strapless bra and some underwear but the audience don't know that, which is just how she likes it.

The backdrop isn't her house with Vanyel, observant viewers who know where she lives might catch onto. It's actually the apartment she was designated when she arrived but had opted not to live in because of aforementioned prior arrangements. But now she's here and it has surprisingly good acoustics, so! She sets to playing the instrument soon as the video begins, melodic voice following soon after, ]

I woke up, on a wave that crashes, when will the tide return? And if you leave, with only ashes, can't rebuild what has been burned. And down the road, with all the seeds grown, and benefit of view we throw away, the things we want most, depending on our mood. I don't know where you are, I don't know where I'm going but I can't be that far from where your heart is flowing.

[ She continues to play until the song is finished. Once the last bars of the song hum in the air, she lifts her her gaze to look right into the camera. ]

Tell me, everyone. What does the word 'love' mean to you? Not a trick question, I promise, I'm just... curious.

[ There's a slight pause, as she looks away. Then brown eyes are fixed intently into the lens again. ]

Also, does anyone want to do one of those missions with me? I kind of want to get stuff done, honestly. Feel like I'm accomplishing something. Let me know. I'd be happy to do or help with whatever.

varou

[ Hunter really hates trying to figure out how to text on this keyboard, so he's going to go with a video instead.

Once it starts up, he runs his hand through his hair to push his bangs back, staring into the camera.... eyes of his daemon. ] Is it good? We good?

I am recording, yes. You are "good."

Okay, cool. Sweet. So yeah.... [ Leans back a bit more so he's not directly in the camera's face. ]

Holy fucking shit.

Well, that was one hell of a trip.

So sound off if you're still alive out there? Also sound off if talking into a bunny isn't just a little bit weird. No? Just me? [ He breaks out in a grin and leans in real close to the camera. The sound of fur being ruffled can be heard as his hand settles on the head of the daemon. ] I'm just playing. Mellow knows I like him, don't you Mellow?

It's Marshmellowd. And if you say so, then I know it.

See? [ Leans back, and sighs, looking around at his wild surroundings. Smile fading just a little bit. ] But really, what's up? What can I do to help? Let me know, guys.

[ A pause as he licks his lips and hesitates. Then: ] You're out there too, right Rafa?

hasitsthorns

2 TRUTHS AND A LIE
Preferred Alias: Rosie

I once danced with Maroon 5.
I'm over three hundred years old.
I have two boyfriends!!! (●♡∀♡)

One Of These Is A Lie

bratpack

[ Wyatt had tried typing on Hunterd's weird light-based keyboard for all of about eight seconds, before he got tired of that and turned the camera on instead. It's late, there's a hole in his side, and he has things he needs to do. He's wearing a hospital gown, and he's clean. He also looks strangely healthy for a patient, a result of his real powers coming back in full force. ]

What is up, my people. I'm Wyatt, and this guy – [ Gesturing at his daemon, and therefore directly at the camera. ] – is Hunterd. Well, I guess you can't see him. Uh…oh, check this out.

[ He snags a handheld mirror from a bedstand nearby, and holds it up in front of Hunterd. It shows a daemon shaped like an enormous black wolf, easily twice the size of a regular wolf. Those of you who knew Wyatt's adoptive dad, Hunter, might think he looks familiar. After a few seconds, Wyatt lifts the mirror away and grins at the camera. ]

He's badass, right?! He's like a robowolf. I mean I guess you all have one of these but damn. Hunterd is a beast.

Anyways, we are brand new to Space Apocalypseland! Welcome to our first vlog. I'm calling this episode: What the fuck was up with New York, man?!

[ He holds up his hands. ]

Now, I know what you're thinking. 'Wyatt, don't be stupid, that was just some crazy dream', right? That's what I thought too, except!

[ He holds up one finger, then steps back, and pulls the gown off over his head. There's a square dressing over his ribs, which Wyatt peels back to reveal an ugly, jagged wound held together with stitches. He points at it. Exhibit A, ladies and gentlemen. ]

Check this out. Do you see the size of this thing? I think it's gonna scar!

[ Which he says like that's great news. He pats the dressing back over it and leans down towards the camera. If he's in pain, he's not showing it. ]

I ain't ever had a dream that did that. But for real, that shit was fucking crazy. How many of you had your powers switched? Cause, check that box for me, but also, they turned me human, and I'm a goddamn werewolf, guys. That's not cool. The hot guy who rescued me, though? He's cool. Man, if you're listening to this, I owe you one. I think you said your name was Jaden? Hold your hand up or something, I would literally be dead if it wasn't for you.

[ That's the most sincere Wyatt has sounded in this whole video, though he's actually been serious about everything. He doesn't put the gown back on, implying that he really does intend to film the rest of this in his underwear. He does move to sit on his hospital bed, though. He might look more energetic than he should, but that wound is still healing. ]

Next on my list: calling home. Does anyone know how we do that, cause Hunterd says he can't, and there's a bunch of people I know who need to get their asses here. It's important, I'm kind of a big deal.

[ Pause. ] I'm just kidding, but I do need to talk to them, so if you got tips, help, advice. Carrier pidgeon? I'll take it. I guess that's all. Come say hi, this place is fucking boring. I'm out!

[ He salutes the camera while it signs out. ]

poenitudo

EMPLOYMENT AMA
Preferred Alias: Jaden

Worst Job(s) Held: real life mannequin; pool cleaner (you have no idea how gross people are, on several levels); bounty hunter; werewolf (not sure it counts, but it sure as hell feels like a job)

Best Job(s) Held: tailoring intern; spelling bee champion (my mother considered it a real job. my allowance was based on where i placed); big brother; football player (high school, so not technically a job)

Fantasy Job(s): middle linebacker for the New England Patriots

Current Job(s): still a bounty hunter, I guess, although I've not had any work since arriving here. If you're looking for someone to perform a job for you, I am available. I guess, if you really need a suit done, I can look into that, too. I'd rather not.

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