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[Not that the camera’s picking up on this, but Scott’s with Kotone and both of them are hovering over his tablet. They’ve been thinking about this for a while, especially after the disappearance of both Claude and Miller, and after discussing with each other about the idea…]

So, uh. Does anyone remember how Claude mentioned about holding a remembrance for all the people that disappeared? I know he’s gone now… but I think it’s a good idea still and we should go through with it.

[Especially since so many of them have ‘returned’ home now. Disappeared. Scott would like to believe that everyone is safely back home. At least it helps that when he vanished from this place, he did go back home and experience a bunch of things. But anyway…]

We’re thinking about holding it at Richard’s Inn. [And he definitely agreed, 100%. Uh-huh.] We’ll probably manage some food and drinks, but it would be helpful if you brought something too. Kotone can’t cook that much.

[Don’t make his girlfriend cook in the kitchen for hours on end okay!!]

If everybody brings a little bit, I think it'll be really fun! [Ah, yeah, unsurprisingly, there's the sound of Kotone's voice, neither confirming nor denying that she could cook that much.] Remembering people who are gone doesn't have to be sad. It would be nice if we could all eat together and share some of our favorite memories.

[Scott almost wants to add something really corny like ‘we can make new memories!’ But he refrains. No, that’s too much!!] And along with that, it might be nice to write down names and brief memories of them. You know. Have it in writing and for others to read. Like a book.

[Kotone hums, the sound of her voice getting a little louder as if she's leaning closer to Scott. Without him having to say he wants to make new memories, it seems she's having the same idea.] It might be nice if we could exchange something, too. You know, 'cause it's not just about the people who are gone, but making sure we can remember everyone who's still here, too. I could get the stuff from the Sewing Club, maybe…

Yeah, just a small something for the other person to hold onto. [He helps, concluding Kotone’s thoughts. Is there that obvious warmth in his voice as he looks at Kotone? Maybe. Yeah gross, don’t worry, they’re about to wrap up.] So yeah, bring food. Or if you have any extra thoughts, let us know.

[ooc: Replies will be given by either Scott or Kotone or both!]
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[ There's only a voice feed without video to go along with it - but even without her face being visible, the edge of fatigue to Ange's voice is pretty obvious. Aside from that, her voice is pretty much the usual same monotone-- just with that little extra to it. ]

In case anyone came to the apothecary often-- Claude obviously isn't here anymore to run it. I have all of his notes, so I figure I might as well run it. I mean, at this point I'm apparently here until the heat death of the universe while I have to watch everyone I care about disappear, so might as well, right.

[ Sorry, the apothecary now apparently comes with a Hot Topic attitude. At least it explains where the fatigue in the girl's voice might be coming from. ]

So stop by while I undergo my own special kind of torture in this place, I guess. There's a lot to go through and figure out, so if you had some sort of special deal with Claude, make sure to let me know. Or I might find it somewhere in his notes in three months or so, so letting me know is likely faster.

[ It sounds like she might be looking at all of it right now, in fact. There's the sound of slight paper rustling in the background. ]

Or let me know if you can help with this. I haven't exactly done any of this apothecary business stuff before. I mean, Claude clearly didn't even consider the optics of leaving a place like this to a witch. That's just stereotyping, you know? So rude.
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[ the video feed opens with the shot of… the ground, and a pair of strangely purple, metallic-looking feet, some blue fabric covering the legs. faintly, one may hear viktor’s voice saying, ]

This proves it without a shadow of a doubt. You were right. It is possible to make them remember… to help them.

Wobbles, hold this for me, please.

[ the tablet shakes for a moment as viktor sets it in the hands of the little robot, and as his face comes into focus, it is framed by a hood, and his cheeks, while not quite purple, certainly don’t look to be made of flesh anymore. ]

Observe this, if you would, [ he says this to those watching, and then walks away, long staff in hand, entirely steady on his feet. the surroundings reveal themselves to be in rumpitur; there is a snake person standing nearby, seeming panicked as viktor approaches, watching someone off to the side of the view of the camera. ]

It will not hurt, I promise. Let me help you become who you once were.

[ what happens next is nothing short of unbelievable: viktor lifts his hand, and the purple lines in his metallic body all start to glow at once, an otherworldly light emanating from his limbs, spreading to his eyes, and finally exploding outward as it connects with the naga. for a moment, the light is too bright for anything to be seen clearly; though if one tries, there are circles inside the light, forming a strange sort of a pattern as they wrap around the duo, standing there.

when the light finally dies down, viktor is still there, leaning onto his staff, visibly exhausted — but opposite him, there now stands a person, a man looking mostly human, with some scales still along his arms, his eyes still with slit pupils, like a snake’s.
]

How… do you feel?

[ the formerly-a-snake blinks, shakes his head as if trying to gather his bearings, and says, ] Like… it feels like I’ve been asleep for a long time. Just woken up from a dream, except there was nothing there, you know? Just… emptiness.

[ before viktor can say anything more, there is clamoring to be heard, coming closer; other snakes, shouting, an indistinct mess of he’s hurting them, see and stop that — the others are clearly not pleased, and viktor sighs before holding out his hand towards wobbles the robot, signaling for it (and the tablet) to come closer. ]

Can you see? It can be reversed. What the previous AI did. I could only save this one and two others… but it can be done. We are not helpless. This simulation is not all-powerful.

[ that is all he has time for, though, as the yelling comes closer, and with a frown he takes the tablet and cuts the connection. ]

( ooc: viktor is back from his canon update and is now from between acts 1 and 2 of season 2! his responses come with a slight delay as they are currently being kicked out of rumpitur. some responses to the post may also come from octavian, who is off-screen throughout the post. )
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Hello. I am Echo. It occurs to me that I have neglected to introduce myself on the communicators. My apologies.

[That entire opening had about as much emotion and inflection to it as it looks like it would. In other words, minimal. For anyone seeing her for the first time, she looks like a petite teenager. Which she technically is, there's just more that isn't obvious.

Echo pauses, then gives a small frown, and a bit of color comes to her cheeks.
]

I...have been confused about something. In the past, I've found posing questions in this manner to be a good source of information, so I would like to ask this of the other Chosen:

What, exactly, is a "friendship"? Or, at least, what means people are friends? I believed I understood it before, but I'm no longer certain of the answer.

[There is absolutely no indication that she may be joking, nor does she sound like she thinks this is an unusual or incredibly complicated question.]

Thank you.
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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.
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[alright. so now she's feeling the effects of her Sentencing. she can barely lift her gauntlets now, and... you know what? with the way things are looking right now, she's not about to let all this get in the way of her protecting herself or the people she cares about.]

alright, who has a grudge that they need to work through? could be anyone from here, or at home.

or i guess, how do you forgive people who've fucked with you? would that even work in this case?

whatever. i'm just doing this to get my Sentencing over with. let me know so jerry sees it and i can move on with my life or however the hell this shit goes away.


[send help lmfao-]
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LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOYS AND GIRLS, AND GAGGLE OF FREAK OF NATURES,

INTRODUCING........ the causer of chaos, reluctant hero, deranged symbol of hope, queen of Zaun, and your FAVORITE maniac, JINX and her MOST AMAZING, USEFUL, AND GREATEST REPORT NOTES OF ALDRIP!! 💥💥💥💥💥💥🎇🎇🎇🎇🧨✨🎉

are u new and have NO idea where u are, what ure in for, and u need information FAST?? or are u some regular schmuck with a flat brain and been living ur days like a mindless dope? dont worry, the author of ur nightmares and pleasant dreams has got u covered.

READ THIS!! (special guest, rhino, who will be asking the ANTICIPATING questions.)





OOC: notes of a lunatic psycho, im so sorry. )


got something else to ask me, just write to me here and ill drop a bomb for u. ORRR!! we can just talk, let the big fat hero make ur day better, one minute at a time. ure welcome, chuckleheads. 🐵🙊🙉🙈


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So...

I know this is going to be a bit of an ask, but I know we have (more than) a few people here who are good with technology and this is the quickest way to get ahold of as many people as possible, so I figured I'd go for it.

Anyone here good with prosthetics? And it's not for me, before you ask! Just wanted to get an idea what people are capable of before I make any requests.

Oh.

On a completely unrelated note, I'm also looking for a volleyball net and a ball. Might not make any use of it until some of this snow melts though, unless people want to try playing inside somewhere?
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[SEASON TWO ARCANE SPOILERS INEVITABLE IN THIS POST. if you comment, please mention if you're okay with spoilers or not. responses will come from either Vi or Cait, or both. there may be some threadjacking, but generally they'll respond separately.

if you have CR with either character and would like to do something spoiler-free, hit one of us up! we're in the game discord and crystallium @ plurk for kat, and angelonia @ plurk for elise. other than that, kat will be posting an open log soon. ty everyone!]


username: cupcake
I hope we didn't worry anyone with our absence, but Vi and I are back. We went home for a little while. I can't say I ever expected to see this place again, considering I didn't remember it, until I was here again. We'll be getting back to our usual routines, but be patient with us. It's certainly an adjustment, to have your memory messed with like this. Also, to anyone that came to Lupin for Vi's birthday: Sorry we missed you. This place had other plans for us, I guess. We'll have to catch up with everyone soon, once we settle back in.

username: punchesu
ok time for my question. I know there’s some of you guys who’ve come back and have memories from home, and some who didn’t. can you contact us on which one happened to you? cait didn’t mention it, but she’s curious too. add to her conspiracy wall of this place.

[ooc: mild spoilers in pic but Caitlyn looks like that now anyway, so.]
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[ OOC WRITER'S NOTE: hello! this post and the threads below will or may come with trigger warnings. warnings being the following:

list inside.
● spoilers of arcane up to the beginning of episode 9
● death/death of a loved one
● a loved one sacrificing themselves
● discussion about fail attempted suicide


— if you wish to respond to this post, but one or all these subjects make you feel uncomfortable, please PM this account or leave a comment HERE, and we can have a thread about something that does not mention the triggering topic. thank you, love you, happy holidays, safe travels during them, and drink water! 💖 ]




network post.


🔒CUSTOM/FILTERED —
VIEWABLE: ALL
EXCEPT: punchesu, cupcake


alright, u stupid hunk of junk. are u going to start sending my messages now or what?

isha.

i dont know if ure here. i mean, ive looked through this a million times and i cant tell what kind of username u'd make for urself. i thought maybe scuttle butt, but. i dont see it.


[.........]


or maybe u just dont know how to use these yet.

but

if ure seeing this, its me, jinx. and im here. im not in aldrip, but im on my way there. i need u to either find a safe place, or find an adult.

if u find someone, show them this message and stick with them, ok?


if u want to try writing to me, there should be a keyboard that will pop up for u and itll show u the alphabet. the letters are not going to be in order, but thats ok. its supposed to look like that.


then u press whatever letter u want. start something short. like "hi". then press that little arrow besides the smiley face. or u can use that smiley face button and send one to me if thats easier. think of it like its an arcade game. i know it looks intimidating at first, but ure smart. i know u'll figure it out.


if u come across vander at all, just keep ur distance from him for now.

if hes here.

i dont know what the rules are when it comes to. him.

but everything is going to be ok, i promise. love u, kiddo.


and everyone else

look for a 7-8? year old with braided blue hair like mine. and shes dressed like me, too. she has big golden brown eyes. if she doesnt talk to u, thats normal, she doesnt speak. this place gets pretty jacked, and i just dont want her hurt again. and i know the council or the big wigs have a knack of bringing dead people here sometimes and


[...]

she might be really lost and confused. so. if u find her, please watch over my kid until i get there.

and same goes if u see a beast who doesnt look like hes from here. not the typical aldrip kind of monster. just stay away, dont attack, and let me take care of him.

if any of u see my sister vi, please dont tell her where i am. its important that we stay away from each other. i know shes just going to try and find me

but

trust me. its for the best. she needs to learn how to move on from me.


🔒CUSTOM/PRIVATE —
VIEWABLE: viktor


video call me.


🔒CUSTOM/PRIVATE —
VIEWABLE: eyeofzaun


can u read this now, silco? so what do i do next? u told me to walk away, and i tried that, but now im back here. if this isn't what u meant by breaking the cycle, do i need to move away to rumpitur? please keep talking to me, i dont want u to go away again.
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[Fandaniel has spent the last few days attempting to learn about the world's past. Now that Aldrip is no longer literally or figuratively on fire it's the closest thing he can get to relaxing. In his research, he's looked over old network posts and...

The feed starts with his sharp icy cackle. It continues for a few seconds before subsiding into a harsh giggle that Fandanial gasps around.]


Ahahaha!

W-was anyone intending to inform me that a man called Emet-Selch once walked this star or was I supposed to learn this on my own?

[There is a rattle of chains and rustle of fabric as he flops onto his back. His voice is more faint and distorted by echo.]

It makes a man wonder how and why the AI picks the people it does. How many others have been here that I should know about? That we should know about?

...How many of them lived among the Chosen who were absorbed into the simulation and are now forever lost to us?

Haa...haha...

So many questions, so many questions!
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Good day, fellow Chosen. If we have yet to meet, my name is Octavian, and I have come to you a humble supplicant with a handful of very important questions.

[So, hi, here he is. Those who have spoken to Octavian in person before may note the change from his usual manner of speech (like the complex sentences, he's unlocked commas)—while the sound of his voice is still fairly quiet and even, he doesn't sound like a dusty old record player today. And he can even inflect now, see: the questions,]

First, what is your favorite non-sexual activity to do with your body? Asterisk.

[He does in fact say asterisk out loud, don't worry, he's going to come back to it.]

Second, what is your favorite readily available food here in town? Complexity is irrelevant; I do know how to cook, although it has been some time.

Third, [and here he pauses with the sound of a leather chair creaking gently as he shifts, and then the pause lingers for longer than it should, like he's briefly lost himself in the euphoria of Relaxing in Chairs, ahem,] tell me something strange? The strangest you can muster. I would like to be shocked.

Hmm. Or perhaps something funny. [And now looping back,] Applicable footnote: suggestions of a sexual nature made prior to this inquiry have already been noted.

Thank you for your participation and your time.
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[personal profile] traumaticus
[Well, well. Look at that, Richard is actually using video feed instead of the usual text when addressing the network. He's indoors, sitting in front of big wooden table and there is stern yet controlled expression on his face. And when he speaks there is an air of noble dignity to his voice:]

Greetings, my fellow Chosen. My name is Richard Plantagenet. Some of you know who I am either from organizing the communal training sessions and from the Inn. However, I am sad to inform you that this time I am not here with such pleasant news as hosting a new party.

I believe it is unnecessary to go through the recent events in detail, we all were there and have had even someone to step forward to claim responsibility for the horrors of the prolonged night. This has now been the second violent threat against our city that I have witnessed. And from what I have heard from the veterans of this world there has been several more in the past. And I don't know about the rest of you but I think we have been left vulnerable for far too long.

So, I'll keep this as brief as possible.

I wish for anyone who is capable to come forward and join me in forming a defensive body that will be ready to respond to crises and other adversaries that we might face. There is a lot to do around the city, from strengthening our defenses, to find alternative communication solutions. Relying solely on these devices clearly has proven out to be faulty.

Of course, I'll continue to train self-defense, the swordmanship, archery and basic survival skills to anyone who is willing to learn. However, the invitation is open to all, whether you are fighter or not. There will be needing healers, those with more technical knowledge and who're fluent in science. I am well aware of my own weakness in that area -- after all, I am from the time period that could be considered 'medieval.' [God, how he hates that word.] Likewise people who are skilled strategists and have experience in leadership are welcomed. No helping hands will be turned away.

The last time I approached you all with similar proposition, I was met with suspicion that I was trying to form an army. However, I swear to you that it is not the case here. I am not looking for training soldiers nor positioning myself above the rest of you. I am merely asking for your help with ensuring making Aldrip safer to all of us.

There are already existing factions and those who'd rather keep their work private. But as long as we are separated and working without proper communication among ourselves we are no better than headless chicken running around. We are strongest when we are together. I for one, will be doing my own part to make sure there'll be no more unnecessary bloodshed among our numbers, with or without your help.

Thank you all for your time.
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Hey, Hons. I went to bed last night swearin it was a Sunday, but now it's midnight on a Saturday?

And my powers ain't workin neither, and I'm feelin like a toad caught in a weed eater. Is this happenin with anybody else, or am I just the lucky ducklin?


[ooc: fyi; she disappeared during the event, and now she's back. she also failed her sentence, so now her powers are wonky.]
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[There is a new business in town, and yes, it was timed perfectly for when the silly matchmaking app launched its usual invasion posting for people to set their sights on. Maybe some will pair off, but even if they don't, Silco cannot claim to not be willing to provide options.

All are welcome to Shimmer & Shine, and yes, it has a massive big gaudy sign. Thankfully, there are also flyers around town advertising it, address and block party date plastered all over it too.

Silco was in his usual garb, lighting a cigar and snapping the lighter closed. He owns enough in the city that announcements like these require less and less effort on his part.]


Okcindr may advertise the opportunity to slog through the adventures of pairing off, but one can pay for that companionship for an hour or the whole night if they choose. Otherwise, one can simply come and admire the view and relax for the night of dancing and drinking.

[He flicked ash off of his cigar tip and tilted his head as if considering.]

Everyone is welcome to the front of the house. The back of the house has an age restriction.

[Does Silco know the age of consent in Aldrip? No. Does he care? Also no.]

Oh and as always, I'm hiring for my many ventures if someone is looking for coin.
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[personal profile] opheliac
well hello, my favorite cockroaches in the whole wide world. its me. jinx. ur BEST person in aldrip.

looks like we didnt meet our maker this time. so congratulations to all of us! give urself a big pat on the back for a good job well done. mama is so very proud of u.

and to celebrate our victory, im here to announce that my birthday is coming up. im turning the big 1 9. 19!!

that gives all of u a week to gather something good for me as a birthday present. heres a list i want as gifts if ure brain is too empty:

1. color pencils, oil crayons, or paint
2. nail polish. (blue and pink colors only!)
3. dark eye shadow
4. gun metal polish
5. hair ties
6. espresso machine (i broke the one i was going to use for my café)
7. a blanket for fishbones
8. a mirror (i broke that one too)
9. bathroom stuff!!! (shampoo, conditioner, other hair things. i go through them pretty quick)
10. condoms (fresh out)

so thats all i can think of from the top of my head.

OH RIGHT!! i should mention this too. probably should have a SUPER long time ago. but when ure an inventor, u get busy with so many projects and u have to play catch up. so!! please read and memorized these names and burn them into ur skulls:

vi → punchesu
silco → eyeofzaun
ekko → boysavior
scott → shades (kotone by default. because u cant have them apart, theyll scream if u do)
ragna → grimreaper666
fanny → curtaincall
levi → levi
charles → deadboydetective
jumpy → junpei
yu → purrsona
old timer → spartan
raffy → i forgot
chuck (vash) → ???????? i dont know what happened to his name
mr murkey → mrmurasaki

now, i know not everyone gets the killing fever, like i do. buuuuut just so we're all on the same page, dont mess with them, ok? i wont be too happy if u do.

if ure bummed out ure not on this list? well, do better and impress me. or maybe i just forgot. i know tooo many of u suckers, ha ha! 🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒
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There's no fucking way this works--

[ the tablet is set up in some basic room, Ellie's face way too close to it as she gets it set up, and still. she handles it with the utter lack of finesse of someone who's never experienced technology before. it immediately falls over, enjoy watching her sideways.

she's practically shouting. ]


Hey! Does this work? Can you guys hear me? Someone said I could talk to, like, everyone on this. Hellooooo? Houston, we have a problem, over. Uhhh...Echo five-niner? Testing 1, 2?

Okay, whatever, but if you can hear this, what the fuck is 'manslaughter'?

[ she's trying to sit it back up ]

I mean I shot some dudes, but they deser--

[ aaaaand it's accidentally shut off, thanks for coming to her TED talk ]
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[personal profile] endcaller
[The feed opens with a view of a metallic ceiling illuminated by blue light as the tablet is moved around; followed by the pale face of a man in a hood. The movement suggests he is crouching down to set the tablet against something. Once it is in place, apparently on the floor but propped up, he walks forward a few paces and settles himself against a wall lined with neon lights. Despite their glare, he doesn't cast a shadow.]

Good morrow to you, my dearest fellow Chosen!

On a scale from one to ten, one being "abysmal" and ten being "I've had better", how has your week been?

[A thin, joyless smile creeps across his lips as he tilts his head.]

Mine has been filled with peril and adventure! Some of you may know that we are not the only civilization on this star. There are others.

I traveled to the nearest settlement, Rumpitur, to see with my own eyes whether these... "glitches" as we've been calling them plagued them as well. Alas, I was not able to observe much. Whenever I passed the town's borders my being was warped back to the outside. At times I was warped quite far.

I did, eventually, decide to speak with the guards but--

[There is a sharp crash of thunder from nearby, the suddenness makes him wince. After a moment of concerned silence, he stands up, smooths his hands down his robe, and walks away. For several seconds the camera shows the blank floor of an empty room, and then a small, square robot whirs into frame. Some might recognize it as a welcome robot.

Its screen lights up with text, each line appearing within a few seconds of each other.

HELLO, CHOSEN.

MASTER HAS BEEN SAD.

WHEN HE COMES BACK...

WISH HIM A HAPPY BIRTHDAY.


There are footsteps and Fandaniel's throaty lilt breaks the silence.]


I believe I just saw the ground outside boil, freeze, and sublimate all at once. Marvelous!

[His boots step into view in front of the robot.]

Hyperetes, what are you telling people?

[The robot beeps.]

I see, how terribly inappropriate. Thank you.

[Hyperetes wheels away as Fandaniel sits himself back down.]

Now, where was I before I so rudely interrupted myself?

Ah! Yes, the snake folk.

Well, my conversation with the guards was not illuminating so much as mortifying. If I attempted to broach any topic of substance they...

[How can he even explain it? He waves a hand in the air and giggles.]

This entire world is coming apart at the seams. Truly, it feels as though the Final Days are upon us. We're all going to die screaming.

[This observation doesn't seem to bother him much.]
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Good afternoon,

If I may: what are some activities that those ages 14-18 enjoy engaging in here?
If you're in that age range, or have been in the past, what was a typical day like at home for you at that time?

Are you employed here? If so, what is it you do? Does it align with your skills and interests? Did you have any experience when you began it?

Thank you for any answers you can provide.

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