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Richard ([personal profile] traumaticus) wrote in [community profile] expiationnet2025-04-28 02:15 am

004 - video [un:plantogetit]

Greetings, it's me. Richard Plantagenet, the duke of Gloucester.

It seems like the last the events of the last month truly shaken up our community in more ways than just one. And on top of that it appears that the council is back on the move once again, trying to subdue us 'the chosen' under their thumb. There might not be much that we can do in the face of such horrors but i do not believe we are entirely powerless either.

But first things first. If any of you find your housing situation compromised, please, come to the inn. We will allow anyone in need to stay free of charge. However, I must warn you that the standards aren't quite what they used to be with the resources running low, which leads me to my next point.

I call everyone who is willing and capable to gather and join me in the cleaning up and rebuilding our city. The roads are still filled with rubble and debris from the fight and some areas seems to be completely blocked off. Similarly, I will call everyone who is interested in defending our city to join me and the defense squad with patrolling around the borders and woods nearby in case of the monsters still lingering around. The game and other wildlife seems to have left the their usual area, so we need to make sure that it is safe for them to return here if we want to thrive as a community.

As for my last point.

I am aware that not all of you might trust me or have the most positive views on my actions here. Still, I wish you to listen to what I have to propose to you and take it in your heart without being clouded by prejudice and hear me out.

When my homeland was met with great injustice my noble father, the duke of York, took upon his shoulders to set things right. He rallied the people, raised the banners and brought upon a storm like no other to sweep across our country. All just to remove the tyrant, the false king from his pedestal. When I look at the way our state in this city I must admit that I feel compelled to do the same and urge us to take our fates to our own hands. The Council and this AI-entity might loom above us like Gods, but that does not mean we ought to outright submit to them. I am aware that we have already into our own groups and formed affiliations. But I truly do believe we are strongest when we are together and united.

Which is why I propose the following: that we, the Chosen, would form our own governing body. A council of our own, if you will. I do not suggest that we follow one true leader, as I believe that to be fruitless in our situation. However, we would greatly benefit from having chosen representatives to gather and bring out the issues that we might be facing as a community, so that we could coordinate our efforts to match our best interests and needs.

This is, of course, just a suggestion. I would love to hear what all of you think of this.
opheliac: ✖ palpo (in space to be changed)

[personal profile] opheliac 2025-04-28 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Exactly!! Princess Long legs over there is actually a witch who puts spells on unexpected women. I'm immune, but she got my sister pretty bad.

But I'm okay with them being together now. Besides, I've learned the hard way that trying to break people apart will just make them grow closer. Kiiiinda like you and your... [she catches herself quickly then works around her words slowly.]ahem, significant other back home.

[it's a good thing she poured out the fire before she accidentally caused it. feeling pretty proud of herself, she continues on with a sing-song tune:]

You know the one....
Edited 2025-04-28 22:50 (UTC)
opheliac: ✖ palpo (sleep in that casket you made)

[personal profile] opheliac 2025-04-28 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Me? A witch? Pft, fat chance. If I'm close to anything, it'd be a Goddess. By my peoples' standards. But I lack the wispy, so big fat hero Queenie it is.

[the bluenette exhales out a quiet, "hmph" over her counterpart's words, her tone quickly shifting to boredom.]

Jeez, what's with everyone pounding me with quote-y life lessons lately? First the Fortune cookie, Jerry, and now you? — What's next, my old man?

[surely, that's coming somewhere down the line of her evening or whenever she sees him next.]

But I know how the world works. And that is: when it comes to the heart, it's everyone for themselves.
Edited 2025-04-28 23:14 (UTC)