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With the bustle of our daily lives in this place I hope you're all aware of Easter and have made time for your loved ones today. One never knows when someone important may disappear. Furthermore it's not every day that the Easter Buneary decides to visit us! I've never caught him hiding Eggs but certainly someone in the city will get lucky! With that in mind please enjoy your cruelty-free chocolate and egg substitute-dishes safely today.

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I have another question for the transports of Exsilium.

How common is it for transports to... disappear, indefinitely? Do not mistake my question as a matter of personal discrepancies - the person I'm concerned about is very unlikely to wander off and not come back without a word to anyone of it, at least not for a period of several days.

Are there any dangerous places nearby that should be avoided? I don't want to jump to the conclusion that he is hurt, but... I am not sure what else to think.

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Apparently, in some countries, in some worlds, blonds are considered dumb! [ He smiles like there's some private punchline, not like he's the butt of the joke. ] I just thought I'd share.

Anyway— [ he makes a circling gesture with his left hand ] people like to use this thing to ask questions, right? This is one you'll like. [ By "you" he means the Initiative, which he is sure is always watching. Well, maybe not always but enough that you can't count on them not. ] I want to practice my fencing.

I guess that's not a question though, is it? [ He squints. ] Okay, how's this: I'm looking for a sparring partner. No, still not a question. Hmmm. [ Tapping a finger. ] Anyone up for a match?

I can't promise I'm anything but out of practice, but… that's the whole point of practice.

And I hope everyone's recovered from that out of body experience. Like I was saying before, It's a tricky thing to fight when you don't know which is your swordhand.

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Sortie 03 | Text

Anyone know where I can get a haircut?

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pokeball x 1 | video

[Okay, Exsilium. Hilda's kept quiet on the network so far, although she's commented to other people. She's chiefly been out to familiarize herself over the past month with the city, among other-- things.

(Like settling Victini in, and finding somewhere to put him if she should leave.)

She's ready today, though, to ask a few questions of her own. Those get pretty nice responses, right? The more philosophical the better. Which would be good if she was the philosophical type, but she isn't. She smiles, because even if she can't ask a meaning of life question she can at least look friendly.]

People get dragged out and go back in time to fight, right? [It's rhetorical. She's already been to the past, during the masquerade. She knows it's possible.] Is there a way to volunteer for that kind of thing?

[The smile slips into a small frown, as she realizes that fighting blindly in a foreign world probably isn't the easiest thing. Time for a little advice getting.]

And if you've been out like that, can you tell me what it's like? Unova hasn't had a huge war since the twin brothers, so I'm pretty much a Basculin out of water.

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02 || Anonymous Text

[After dealing with the uncertainty of being parent (or future parent, rather) and being taken care of by his son more than should be allowed, Kratos has finally decided to ask for help. Anonymously.]
What does being a father entail? Or rather, what sort of things do fathers do with their children and what responsibilities are expected of a father? Conversely, what activities do children enjoy doing with their fathers?

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Catch 001 ❖ Video

[There's a fresh face on the network today. Although she's never used anything like it before at home (this looks way too expensive for her mom to get her), Mei's had experience with computers and with operating mult-connected calls before. It's sort of like an XTransceiver in that sense.

Which is why she'll be greeting the feed with a wave and a smile, and looks hardly perturbed by the looming giant and intimidating green Serperior behind her. A Serperior that's quietly curious about this little device.]

Hey there! So I guess I'm considered a new Transport here, and if nobody minds, I've got a question or two that wasn't answered by our lovely guides.

First off... [Her smile fades a little bit. It's something that's been bugging her since arriving to the city, and as much as she's trying not to let herself get upset over it, it's hard not to worry.] ...has anyone else come with... without a couple things that they should be with? I know it's a bit hard to explain, but I'm missing some of team. I only came with Hibiscus here, and I'd reeeeeeeally like to know where the rest of my Pokemon went to since they were with me last time I checked...

And... [Perking up again with a little nervous laughter.] Sorry, I didn't mean to be so rude. My name's Mei and this is Hibiscus here! [She points back to the Serperior who merely nods in recognition.] I suppose if we're really stuck here, then a "it's nice to meet you all" is in order!

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[ asa usually avoids the video function on the network, if only because he's.. well, extremely shy. it doesn't seem quite polite to do so when addressing the network as a whole, though, especially in this case, when he's planning to offer something that includes a small demonstration.

dressed as modestly as always, his long red hair has been pinned up in a messy bun, small black antlers decorated with green ribbons and tiny silver charms that chime when he bows his head politely. he looks just about as nervous as he always does, though at least he manages a small, tentative smile. ]

Ah-- Hello. [ a slight fidget, a blush rising in his face, golden eyes sliding away from the video slightly. he always feels silly doing this. ]

It was.. suggested to me some time ago that.. that people might.. appreciate my skills, so I thought-- I mean, if it can be useful-- [ he clears his throat, then lifts his palms, cupping them and tilting them toward the camera to show that they're empty. a few moments later, a tiny vine twists out from between his fingers, growing in mere seconds and blooming with a big blue flower of some unknown type. he strokes the petals gently with his fingertips, lowering his hands and glancing up again. by now, he looks like he's seriously two seconds from bolting from the frame. ]

I-- I can do that with any.. any plants. Flowers, herbs, fruits and vegetables-- I can.. maintain large gardens and.. adapt the plants to.. to new conditions. [ his shoulders hunch, ears flattening back, voice growing a little smaller, more hesitant. ] I don't.. know if it can be useful to.. to anyone, but if it can, please don't-- don't hesitate to ask.

[ he reaches out, then, and hastily ends the feed. ]

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Hat trick | video

[Hisoka was a tall man, dressed in a rather unusual costume. His hair was carefully styled, the performer's makeup on his face immaculately applied. And he was brandishing a small spread of cards in his left hand, whose faces were clearly visible on-camera.]

Since it seems we're not under immediate threat of attack, how about a game?

[As if on impulse, he crumpled the cards in his left hand, then opened his palm, revealing that he was now empty-handed.]

I'll read three things about your past, present, and future. I'm sure it will provide some unique insights. Perhaps you'll even be able to use them to your advantage. ♥

[Hisoka closed his right hand into a fist, then reopened it, revealing the crumpled cards -- but intact now, and fanned out as neatly as you please.]

In return, I'd like you to tell me three things you've learned since you arrived here. They don't have to be terribly important things, but I'd prefer if they were interesting.

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It seems someone I became attached to has disappeared from this place already.
It's unfortunate
but that's the nature of this place
right?
It's better that he return home anyway.
But still
losing a friend is a little difficult...

I don't suppose you've ever lost someone important to you?
Even if it's being taken to this place while your important person is left behind
surely it's still a lonely feeling?
Otherwise
I would like to hear about the person who means most to you.
I think it might help me answer a few questions of my own.

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one. (video)

[ The camera turns on to darkness, then redness, then ... focuses on someone who can be best described as very Dracula-like. If Dracula was small and had pointy ears, that is. ]

Oh, is it on? Very well ... Ahem.

[ The tablet is set down on something and Valvatorez takes a step back so his dramatic cape flourish can be seen better. His previous rather calm expression promptly turns into an angry one. ]

Listen up, you foolish humans! I have saved your world once before and now you expect me to do so again and fight in one of your stupid, pointless wars? The absurdity! I suppose it's to be expected of humanity, but do you not know that the only true way to achieve victory is through your own strength? There's no point to it if you don't fight your own battles. Kidnapping others and making them fight for you ... Do you honestly believe I would abide such a thing? Think again!

I refuse to fight your battles for you. HOWEVER! For the sake of my Netherworld, I will do what must be done and it's clear to me you are in dire need of some re-educating and as such I, Prinny Instructor Valvatorez, cannot turn a blind eye. I shall teach you the very meaning of fear and make you reform the Hades way! That is my promise, as a proud and noble demon.

[ He pauses, taking a moment to nod to himself, apparently satisfied with what he's just said. ]

Before I end this, I shall leave everyone with some very important advice. If you truly wish to become better and stronger, then you must start by eating SARRRDIINEES! [ You're spared an explanation why because the dramatic raising of his arms that accompanies his words knocks the device over and turns it off. ]

➔ initiative announcement 011;

➔ INITIATIVE ANNOUNCEMENT

[ Throughout Exsilium, all of the communicators will beep several times before the video feed activates to show a stern woman. A purple Initiative banner hangs behind her. ]

Good evening, Transports. My name is Mera Vestus. I am a member of the Initiative Consulate. Jointly, we head the Initiative. I have elected to speak on behalf of the Consulate today, and hope to address some of your concerns.

I would like to begin by apologizing for our lack of communication with the Transport population. Organizing our endeavours is no simple task, and has occupied the entirety of our attentions. That is no excuse. We have brought you here, and it is our obligation to be as forthcoming as possible with you. From this moment on, we wish to seek out a greater degree of transparency with the Transport population as a whole. No Transport should be afraid to voice his or her concerns, nor should they feel that they are falling upon deaf ears.

I also wish to apologize once more for interrupting your lives by bringing you here. If there were any other option, we would not have resorted to such measures. As it stands, you are the last hope not only for our world, but for many.

As some of you have already been made aware, it is not merely the fate of this universe that is at stake in our ongoing struggle against the United Earth. Many of this world's natural resources have been depleted, with only stockpiles remaining for the United Earth to rely upon. These stockpiles are running low. They have been forced to resort to extreme measures. They have begun to utilize their own version of the transporter technology to drain resources from other worlds in hope of supporting their own regime. One by one, they are leaving other worlds as barren as this one. Each of your homes is a likely target. The United Earth is indiscriminate with their targets, and consumes without temperance or remorse.

We wish that it had not come to this. We wish that we could send those of you home who do not desire anything to do with our ongoing battle. But this is unfortunately beyond our control. We cannot control who the transporter selects, or when it chooses to send individuals back to their own worlds. We will do anything in our power to make your stay here as comfortable as possible in gratitude for your cooperation.

I will now be receiving questions. I will answer to the best of my ability, and look forward to engaging in civil conversation with all of you.

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○ 003 Transmission [Video and action]

[Honestly, this was probably one of the dumbest things Rookie's done in awhile, and that was saying something.

But if anyone was to pop onto the 'net around this time, one might find a very lovely, albeit shaky and somewhat unsteady view of Exsilium - from above, oddly enough. If the sounds of the wind whistling by and the creaking of what was likely to be a very tall, old building wasn't evidence enough that whoever this was, was up pretty goddamn high.

There's a sudden shift of the camera, before a particular helmet comes into view just on the lower half of the screen. He only spares the piece of technology a quick, passing glance from the corner of his eye - well, visor - before nodding out towards the rest of the city with what might have been a chuckle.]

Am I the only one who thinks this city could do with some Christmas lights?

(ooc: Action to whoever can reach his spot. Otherwise, enjoy the video Exsilium. Oh and it's probably early morning, as the sun's coming up, since yes he likely spent the whole night up there.)

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six (video) ♞ ❝today, it's up to me and you.❞

[ loading, loading, loading--

click. when the camera turns on, it shows a wall of lobby of the transports' housing, and Riku--that guy that's been gone for a couple of days, completely scarce--and he looks notably different. for one, his hair's cut, and two... he just carries himself differently.

he's up against the wall, looking to be pinning a long piece (and wide; it's almost as tall as him and spans a lot of the wall) of paper to it. a few things are already drawn; spherical shapes and some rectangles with landscapes drawn in them, with a name above them with some writing underneath.

and he seems to be talking to someone off-camera. ]

Stellaluna.

[ flapflapflap ]

You know... that fruit's fake.

[ flapflapflap SCREE 8(

to which he just laughs, and a large multicolored bat comes into frame, speeding straight at him. he's almost bowled over as the bat nuzzles against him, and he takes a moment to calm her down before moving over to the tablet, to find it's already recording. ]

Looks like it's finally on.

It's been a few months since I've been here, but it looks like it was just a few days here. [ he shakes his head, and runs a hand through his hair. ] Time travel...

A lot of people have friends, maybe even family here--but the number of worlds that're represented here is still huge.

So it'd do some good to start plotting out how many worlds there are between all of us, and anything from our homeworlds that might be worth something. I've already got the worlds I've been to drawn up here, and my homeworld, too. If you wanna add to it, it's down in the lobby of the housing building.

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[ He frowns once before speaking, running a hand through his hair. ]

Does anyone know of a good place to get a haircut, or else know how to do so well [ "well" being the operative word ] themselves? The price isn't an issue. [ any cost for beauty etc. ] Thank you.

[ He expects glowing recommendations okay. Or if you know how and are offering LISTS OF REFERENCES....nah probably not. Maybe.

But in any case, his hair's getting on the long side these days, even for him, bangs becoming an annoyance at his eyes; so it's about time he gets that fixed up. He'd just like to be sure before actually letting someone at his hair with a pair of scissors, even if he isn't Sternbild-famous here.]

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♋ 1; video

[Today, you are getting a grey alien kid on the communicator.]

Okay, so apparently we're supposed to introduce ourselves. I can't tell if this is required or not, but what the hell.

Hi. It's Karkat. Here is where my boast about my impressive indispensibility to your army goes, but...look, I don't need to talk up my own shit to you, your stupid human organization is the one that brought me here. Either my value will become obvious or it won't.

Anyway, yes, I'm a troll, I get the impression you've already been introduced to the concept. But please don't make assumptions about me based on the others you've met because let me tell you, this is basically the worst of the genetic slurry poured into a concentrated pool of stench right onto your lap. They are pretty much all top contenders for the biggest embarrassments to the empire in our entire history.

So if you have any questions, you can ask me, probably, unless I get tired of listening to it.

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[ when the video begins, at first, the only thing visible is the backdrop of a room and the tines of what appear to be a small set of little black antlers. the feed shakes a little, as if the one holding the tablet is moving it, before it finally settles, revealing a rather nervous looking face. the figure is a redhead, hair tangled around his (or maybe her, it's sort of hard to tell) antlers, eyes wide and a little animal-like and gold. there's a smattering of white dappling almost like freckles at his hairline, disappearing into the curve of his jaw and presumably down his throat, and he looks like he's two seconds from bolting.

he takes a deep, shaky breath when he realizes he has everything working properly, starts to say something-- and freezes. .. okay, asa, try again. this isn't any more intimidating than anything he's done in the last few weeks, after all, right? the only difference is that.. well, he's so totally alone here.. ]

--Ah-- [ well, that's a start. ] Hello. I-- [ he ducks his gaze, fidgeting a little, ears flicking back. ] My name is Asa. I don't.. suppose anyone knows if a.. I mean, how easy is it to.. tell if someone arrived with you? Also--

[ a glance off to the side, brows drawing together. ] --We really do.. fight here? I'm more of a-- a gardener..

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file.01 ◆ « text&video → open action »

[ TEXT&VIDEO ]

[ Initially, Rika was surprised to receive a tablet. It was even more surprising to her when she opened it up to see a keyboard and several options on the screen. She was never really technology savvy, especially since she came from a rural village like Hinamizawa. Typing was never taught in her classes, but she managed to type out a message in text! All with one finger. It took her awhile, but the hard work paid off. ]

hello. my name is furude rika. i am from hinamizawa village located in shishibone city in japan. i am looking for some friends of mine.

[ Typing with one finger is taking far too long for her. It takes her a few minutes, but suddenly she switches the post to video (after submitting part of her text message.) A small girl with long blue hair, about nine or ten, turns up on screen. She sighs, scratching her head for a moment and seeming a little frustrated having to work with the tablet. ]

Their names are Satoko, Keiichi, Mion, Shion, and Rena. If anyone has run into anyone that goes by those names, please let me know.

[ There's an awkward pause. She doesn't know what else she should say or ask for. Finding her friends is all she can think about. Before long, she bows her head. ]

...thank you.

[ ACTION ]

[ Rika is running around the city, desperately calling out for somebody. She's wearing a large jacket over the simple dress she arrived in. It's a little big for her, like she just bought it without too much thought. ]

Hanyuu...! Hanyuuuuu...! Where are you?!

[ Strangely, "Hanyuu" wasn't listed amongst the people in her video post. Rika thought it would be strange for her to mention the name of ~~her not-so-imaginary friend~~ someone she can only see.

If you suddenly meet eye contact with her or if she notices you staring, she'll suddenly fall quiet, embarrassed, and briskly start trying to walk the opposite direction. ]

[ ooc: Feel free to respond to her in video or run into her around the city. Roommates, feel free to start an action post in their room. ]