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Ladies, Gents and Qubit:

If you happen to find neatly folded trousers tucked away in corners around the place, leave them alone.

It's important they stay where they are in case of emergencies.

If you take them and don't replace them I will know and you will regret it.

And if you do see a tall, naked, handsome man looking for said trousers: Do not touch.

theweakhavepurpose

[The video opens on Princess Thug who is happily gnawing on a reindire antler, a new purple collar around her neck with a few blingy rhinestones on it. She's been bathed and groomed so she looks like a delightful floof of a wolf right now and not the fierce, murdering Judge she should be. Jacob would be furious.]

So I opened a bunch of the presents or whatever they were, outside in the crashed ship and PT got some good stuff.

Did uh.. Did anyone find something that seemed really meant for them? Maybe something a little fucked up?

circumspector

[ Angel's feature's flicker onto the screen, black-eyed, black hair, those strange blue markings that adorn her body down her left side and right horn, that telltale hint of fur that appears across her shoulders, her neck, collar-like. Decidedly, completely, not human. ]

Hi. There has never been an easy way to have this conversation so I am just going to jump into it. I'm a monster. [ Her long ears flick, pricking to sound, her chin resting in the palm of her hand. Her thick, black claws that come to flat ends tap against her cheek. ] It's a long, long story. But the sum of it is pretty straight forward, there was a God. She took people like this place takes people, she turned us into things. I became this. I wasn't always this, nor was I chosen for any grand reason. But now I am capable of smashing through concrete with one kick, I can lift ten or twelves my own weight, and I weight a lot, despite my size.

But that and the horns isn't why I call myself a monster. I'm a monster because I crave human flesh. I can and have eaten living people. I didn't get a choice about it. I can sate it when things are good. Raw meat of animals will do the trick. But, if I put it off any meat at all long enough, the hunger becomes ravenous, and I get taken over by this... this rage and hunger. I might - care for you, want happy things for you. But when I am like that? I'm not your friend. I'm not human. I'm not... not me. I can manage it, but this place just wiped my memories for a few days, so I can't make that assurance it will never happen.

So this is my permission. The day that happens, and you can't trap me or stop me, you can put a bullet in my head. I won't cling selfishly to a life where I am hurting someone to fuel myself. I'll only regret it when I come out of it. If it's me or someone else, I'll always pick for someone else to live over me hurting someone just because I am like... this.

[ She clears her throat, because what else is there to really say? So just... ]

... Do you think Tequila is bad for the Reindire? I keep feeding them mine.

[ #nailedit ]

livingdeadgirl

[ Ami looks a little different in today's video - her usual pigtails have been swapped out for twin braids, draped over her shoulders like Wednesday Addams, and although she's still got the black lipstick and eyeshadow going on, there's also a smudge of black dirt across her nose. She's vlogging, holding the camera in one hand while she waves to it with the other. ]

Hi, Anchor! It's ya girl Ami, coming to you live from the Agricultural Zone! Which, as you probably already know, has become -

[ She turns the camera around to show off an area that hasn't been harvested yet. It's bursting with colorful fruits and veggies and produce of undefined gender. One bright pinkish-purple shape, though, turns out to be Elleru - or at least her hair, since she's doing her bipedal thing.

Ami finishes her declaration in a goofy voice that probably signifies she's referencing something. ]

- a ROYAL RAINBOW! Haha. Hey Elleru, say hi to everybody!

[ Elleru waves and says something back - the mic is too far away to pick up what, but apparently it's funny, since Ami laughs as she turns the camera back to her own face. ]

Okay, but the thing is - we have no idea what any of these weird fruits are called. So clearly, we're just going to have to make up our own names for them! We've already gotten started.

[ She reaches offscreen and retrieves an oblong, speckled yellow fruit that's almost pyramidal in shape. Since it's ripe, the bottom has flared open to drop its seeds, leaving behind only the juicy, golden flesh. ]

For instance, this one is a hanging trumpet! And this one -

[ Next up: a smooth fist-sized fruit that's such a deep blue it's almost black, but as the light moves across it, it has an iridescent sheen. ]

- is a midnight puncher! Elleru came up with that one.

[ She pauses for a sec before holding up a third specimen, side-eyeing it like she's trying to think of something nice to say. At a glance, though, it looks like a regular ol' Red Delicious apple. ]

This one, uh... well, let me show you.

[ She sets the apple down on a blanket, where it immediately starts jittering around like a four-frame animated gif. Also, as it dances, viewers will soon see its other side, where there's a cartoonish but unmistakable face, wearing a big, stupid grin. ]

This one's just a seizure apple.

[ She keeps the camera on it in silence for several increasingly uncomfortable seconds. It's so... hypnotic. Gaze upon its juicy redness. Observe how it jitters. Witness its doofy-looking majesty.

Okay that's enough witnessing! We're moving on!!!! ]

Anyway! We don't want to unilaterally name all these bad boys by ourselves, and not just because we would definitely forget most of them! So let's make this a community effort.

[ One last camera pan (sorry about all this, by the way, if any of you get motion sickness) reveals a wide assortment of exotic fruits, neatly laid out on the same blanket as before. A smaller rainbow, but still eminently monarchical. 🌈 ]

Pick a fruit, any fruit, and give it a name! And be creative, there are no wrong answers!*

[ * There are some wrong answers. ]

[[ ooc: Ami and Elleru will both be responding below! How this'll work is, you can either have us make up a weird fruit visual, or you can invent your own! THE WORLD IS YOUR OYSTERFRUIT. ]]

theweakhavepurpose

[The video opens with a idyllic shot of horses grazing in a pasture with a barn in the background. Well idyllic if you discount the fact that they're clearly on the agriculture level of Beacon, one of the horses is glowing and the other is Branwen and that some of the other animals in the paddock are mutated deer. It's about as close to scenic as this place gets.]

Kieran and I have been working on getting a ranch going up here. Cho's been doing tests on the deer and they're good to eat so I'm gonna try and get a little herd going. But then over here...

[The camera pans to some cleared areas nearby with the smoothness of someone who has used their phone to film hundreds of Vine videos back home.]

I thought we could start some sort of farm? I've grown tomatoes before but I don't know anything about farming, I'm more the livestock sort. So if anyone wants to work on this, you're more than welcome.

Actually if anyone wants to help with any of this feel free. But don't try to pet the deer. They're not friendly.

livingdeadgirl

[ Like most, Ami arrives confused and afraid. As soothing as Idris Elba's deep British voiceover is, the video still raises at least as many questions as it answers. First off, why is it Idris Elba? And if the very first room is in disrepair - there's exactly one living plant, incongruously - how much of the rest was false advertising, too?

The simplest and safest first step, though, is to grab a communicator and start skimming through the messages. One is like three hours long, she skips that for now... something something wreckage... something something antique documents... (Where are the timestamps? How old are these messages?) Ultimately, though, an audio post keeps her attention - a woman, terrified, being pursued by something inhuman.

By the time the sound cuts out, Ami's heart is racing. Suddenly, she's very glad she didn't go straight to exploring. ]

hello?
if anyone is out there, please respond!
my name's Ami Aihara, from Recolle, USA.
I don't know how I got here or what's going on
but I don't think it's safe for me to leave by myself.
I'm in the Idris Elba room. please help!!!

tenuefarfalla

( VIDEO POST IN THE MORNING )

( AUDIO POST IN THE AFTERNOON )

[[OOC: If anyone would be interested in a log as a response to her second post, let me know. Might be a good way to get yourself some new CR with another hero-type.]]

eudorapatch

[ Patch thinks she's figured out how to broadcast to the network from the terminal screen in her room. She actually begins transmitting before she realizes, and there are a few candid moments of her checking settings along the edge of the screen, clearing her throat, running one hand through her hair and sweeping a few stray strands of her long bangs back behind her ear. ]

Hello, Anchor. My name is Detective Patch.

We've, ah, been through a lot these last two weeks. I can't be the only one who's had to suspend a lot of my disbelief to wrap my head around this place. It feels unreal. Part of me want to embrace that, to cling to the assertion that this can't be happening, and let that be a comfort. I don't think it'll be productive, though. I think our best method of accepting any new situation is to connect with others in the same situation.

I know, easier said than done. Opening up is never easy, especially to a stranger... so I'll go first.

( there will be talk of violence and death, both in the post and probably all throughout the comments. please don't read any further if this will upset you. if you'd like a sanitized summary of what's being said, feel free to contact me OOC. )

substances

i need some stuff
flour
sugar
salt
baking powder
eggs
milk
butter

ne1 seen nething like that in ur travels?

o & i need sum1 whose good with computers

theweakhavepurpose

Since we're all asking for shit on the network... Has anyone seen any Doritos in any of the vending machines?

Specifically Cool Ranch but I'll take anything.

I don't have anything to trade unless you want to pet a wolf. Free wolf pets for Doritos. Sounds fair.

volitaunt

[ Here's a Poe, fussing with the communicator he doesn't realize he already turned on, trying to get the setup the way he wants it. For an ace flyer and mechanic he's kind of an idiot sometimes.

A lot of times.

BB-8 rolls into the room behind him, which just looks like any barracks room in the dusty spaces they've apparently been given. The droid looks at the communicator, then looks at Poe and whistles in a way that manages to communicate resigned amusement. ]

Hang on, bud, I'm--what do you mean it's on already?

[ Poe peers at the thing, then turns his head away and swears inventively in several nonhuman languages before he looks back at it. ]

Of course, why not. [ He finally gives up trying to fuck with it and plops down on the nearest bed.

Deep inhale, soft exhale, just do this, stay calm and do this. ]

Hey, so, I've had a couple of false starts already, thinking I recognized people and them being different versions of themselves and... all of that. Different universes. Gets kind of confusing but less surprising after a while. [ He licks his lips, his attempted calm dissolving into something that veers close to panic for those who know him well, then he drags in a breath again and bites his lip until he's calmer. ] Right. Anyone here familiar with places named Hadriel or Riverview?

[ More quietly: ] And if... if anyone's seen a person named Finn, or one named John Sheppard, could you let me know?

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