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[ Great, snowed in. Just what she needed. And moreover, they're snowed in and she can't even seem to contact someone in particular - it's not like him to ignore a call from her at all, even if it's over these things, so.. probably gone, huh? Of course it's not like she can tell until she really checks, so in that case it's almost a little like Schrodinger's cat, but.. she's fairly sure.

In a way it makes things easier, but also harder. But then again, doesn't everything on this island?

Ange flops backwards onto her bed, lying there lazily as if she doesn't even feel like moving to begin with. She only uses voice, but even then it's pretty easy to hear in her tone that she's pretty bothered. ]

Great gift we got, huh? Here, have some snow, hope you'll still find some way to even get out of your houses before you starve. So are we going to get roasted next time we ask for a little bit of sun? Since of course the Rulers are so accomodating of our wishes, not as if they'd ever just give and take as they please. [ It's better for people to not be here. So in that sense, it's better, but.. is his death really that much better? Maybe she really could have found some way to save him, but it's too late now. So she can't help but be bitter. As if Ange would ever take loss well.

There's the sound of someone rolling over, and then when she speaks up again her voice is almost.. a little weird. It's half-muffled against her pillow, but there's something strangely genuine and almost emotional about it - not much like her usual more stoic tone. ]

.. I just want to go home.

immunegenius

[When the video started, it was focused on a pretty teenage redhead's face. It's obvious she had been using the compact as an actual mirror as she carefully wiped around her lower lip before smiling tightly. Oddly enough, something paper rustled as she moved.]

While I've been very patient recently, I'm getting tired of this. I want to know what Arcanarum is, why I've been kidnapped, and more importantly, where are my clothes.

veraciously

[ Emma's been asleep for most of the time during hte last event, but she can read the situation enough to figure out that she probably shouldn't mention it. Instead, she has been thinking of ways to cheer people up; something she's not completely sure she's good at... but she figured since they did this at home...]

Hey, do any of you guys want to meet on New Years Eve and celebrate? I know some bad things have happened, but getting to know the people if we're going to start a crisis group. Plus, I think some new people have arrived...

Anyway, just get back to me, but I'll be there, if anyone wants to come.

dyingsun

I can't say there's a pleasant way to die but that wasn't it.

[Death by illness had been prolonged, but at least you got used to the amount of pain. Being burnt alive? Not as much. At least he'd passed out from the smoke fumes.]

I almost hesitate to bring it up now, but what are your customs for the new year, where you're from?

destructiveprinciple

( warning for murder and blood which is basically an warning for Avenger )

[text]
i'm bored.

[He typed idly onto the compact and sent on the network. He'd woken up in the dungeons of the castle after being captured, cold and dark and after several attempts to locate an escape, had given up in frustration and now was seated poor-postured with his back pressed against one wall and legs tucked up against his chest. When finding an exit had fallen through, the former Servant had tried breaking out with his swords but had failed at that as well. So now he was left to be bored and disgruntled alone in the jail. It was not an unfamiliar situation even if retaining his body's shape was the unusual part of it.

Dried blood had crusted and itched on his skin. They hadn't thought to give him a bath before tossing him into the joint. Asses.

Who knew the Rulers could make their jails so secure?

Two hours later:]

still bored. there's nothing to do here.

[Except he's not because he knows what a torture absolute boredom is, and this isn't it. Avenger's complaints were empty and made largely for the novelty of it: he'd never been imprisoned while having the chance to complain to someone else about it before.

Soon, he dozed off into a light slumber.

Oh, Avenger if only you knew this was only one part of your punishment for breaking the rules. The next four days will be an excise in the Rulers' showing their displeasure. (His dignity will suffer greatly.)

But you'll know soon enough.

Six hours later, a question was simply as a method to kill the time until he was released:]

what would you deem a "correct way to live?"

or if you don't give a crap about that sort of thing, how long have some of you guys been here? rate your feelings towards the island on a scale of 1 to 10. 1 being "this place is the pinnacle of some superpowered assholes climbing a mountain of stinkin' garbage and building a home there i want to leave" to 10 being "i think this place is absolutely WONDERFUL and GREAT because I'm a delusional brainwashed weirdo with nowhere else to go".

[Replies from him on answers may or may not be humorous.]

gordianknots

[So, if there's a sunset, Waver isn't sure, but he's seen little network activity and that's a bad sign]

--If you aren't on fire or dead, if you could please respond back to me in some way in order to do a headcount so we can know who is and isn't missing, that'd be fantastic.

Furthermore, a small group of us have gathered on the shoreline on the southeast side of the island. If you wish to wait out the disaster, please head in that direction.

[Click!]

anotherchopsuey

[ All these Christmas decorations were already an omen of something bad. Let alone the fireplace which didn't want to extinguish. Sakakibara couldn't sleep, grief-stricken and homesick. A smell of smoke alarmed him at once. When he left his bedroom, all he could see was fire. Fire everywhere.

It wasn't easy to escape, it looked like there was no exit and you couldn't jump it without falling right into the flames. But he somehow made it out of the burning house. While going away from building, looking down, covering eyes and coughing he didn't even notice the video has turned on. ]

Perfect...the best Christmas ever! [ oh that sarcasm. ]

gordianknots

[Thankfully, this public service announcement isn't as fraught and panicky as the last one. There's no preface needed, just a moment for Waver to remember to put a filter on the message so that Ryuunoske cannot access it, and he addresses the screen.]

I'm issuing this as a bit of information for those new and reminder for those old that I am still attempting to collect and create a history of this place. There's been significant work done, so if anyone is interested in accessing it - or in reviewing mine and my assistant's notes for accuracy - it is open.

In addition, and more pertinently, I would like to add another facet to this archive: recording everyone's personal histories. Given the plans in mind for all of us, I figure that having written biographies to combat memory loss is a boon, and I can ensure limited access to those files. This can be achieved by either you speaking to me of past experiences and me writing them down, or walking over a draft to my current residence.

Finally, and this I realize is a loaded subject: in relation to creating a history of this place. We were recently shown the deaths of the previous inhabitants. I should like to know how yours died, in as much detail as possible, if you feel comfortable giving the information.

My door is metaphorically open whenever needed at house number nine in the navy district, from 11 until sunset. No need to contact me in advance.

[and with that, he's out]

sneezeslikeakitten

[There's a kid on the screen, no older than twelve or thirteen. His hair is kind of a fluffy mess, like he tried to brush his bangs over his forehead. He looks annoyed and he's kind of regarding the compact with a bit of skepticism. He's wrapped up in a sheet not unlike a burrito and more than anything seems to be talking to himself.]

They really went all out on this fairy tale motif, huh? Weird purple rooms, fairy princess smartphones that look like mirrors, and I guess whatever this letter's supposed to be?

I either fell into a magical vortex, or I've been kidnapped.

Even though I'm logically leaning more towards the former, I'm going with the latter for petty reasons. Gideon, I swear if you don't let me go, give me my clothes back, and tell me what you did with Mabel, we're gonna have a whole lot of problems. We've basically humiliated you like, three times this month? Give it up and this won't get ugly, man.

preponderate

[ After a fair amount of maneuvering, hands that are far too large for the compact wrestling to get it open, the video finally begins. Rider is filmed, one eye quite close to the compact while he gives his best attempt at trying to discern what it is he's holding.

Giving up, he reaches for the paper and pulls the compact away to widen the shot. ]

Ha ha ha! I applaud the one that thought to kidnap the king of conquerors, to bring him into another role of servitude after filling one previous to this. How gracious the writer is, though, having me fill the role of a God! I am sure that Zeus would be flattered to be compared to one such as myself. Even still, this letter is rather absurd!

I accepted one Master prior, who stood by my side while venturing into battle. I've said it before, and it will be said again, I accept no role from any Master who will not stand with me when I go into battle.

Now, if you do not wish to receive the scorn of Iskandar, you will provide me with a map of these surroundings, a sword, and expose the ruler of this Kingdom for the cowards they are!

[ What a first impression. ]

meitori

[There is a crash and a yell of horror.

The video is upside-down, but you can see that there are some curtains on fire and a lot of smoke, and Yuuta comes running with a bucket of water, throwing it onto the burning material, though not getting all of it, and it just grows again by the time he comes back with more. In the end, the curtains are lost, but Yuuta can easily repair them back to what they were. Later. Right now? He comes onto the device, looking horrified and pale, some ash smudged on his face.]

W-What?! I-I don't know what happened! I didn't mean to! How did that happen?!

get_the_win

[When the feed comes on, it doesn't show a person. Instead, if shows the outside of a relatively large building in the Silver District. A sign on the front read "Shining Dojo." Unsurprisingly the compact then flips around to show Domon, grinning with pride and excitement.]

It took longer than I thought it would, but everything's finally ready. I'll be opening the dojo tomorrow. I'll be doing two classes. One on Monday and Wednesday mornings, one on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons. But it will be open all day for anyone that wants to come train. The organized classes are for anyone that hasn't had a lot of martial arts training but wants to learn. It will be hard work, but if you do your best I promise it'll be worth it.

drawablank

Umm, hi! I have a really big problem - I'm really confused. Do I live here? Does anyone recognise me, maybe? Because I...I don't know who I am, I can't remember anything, I don't know my name... My heart hurt when I woke up and I don't know why, I felt really worried and I don't know, maybe it was a dream?

If you can help me I would be very happy...!

[She doesn't seem as worried as someone who's forgotten everything should be. But, that's mostly for show this time. It won't do any good to get herself worked up, and it would be that much harder to find someone to help her if she was. So while she is quite worried, she's making a strong effort to suppress that.]

oftime

( OOC cut for courier font )

[ oh hell no
hell to the no
really
really???
im stuck on some jankass island with crazy fairytale people again
this is so not cool
when a guy thinks hes gotten out for good
he just winds up getting dragged right back in again

is that whats going on here
it is isnt it
stuck here a while and then i manage to get sent packing back home
and two years later
wham

im not even lancelot again
what even is this
you rulers still suck at jokes though
just saying ]

veraciously

[ Emma's not really feeling up to figuring out how to use the video function on the compact; not only that but she's a little unsure about the note and all the ridiculousness she's seeing around. She knows that somethings not right, so it'd be better to find some information out about this place and it's "denizen's" ]

So...anyone wanna inform me what's going on here? There's no possible way I am 'replacing' Snow White. I mean, I was just with her...

[ It's obvious by her tone that she's annoyed; She had just gotten back to Henry, and now she was here? ]

I just need to know how to get back home, or if I can talk to these Rulers. I've got a kid to catch up with.

kartoffelstampfer

[Germany is a little bit careless when he turns on the communicator and almost automatically turns on the video function. So when he had been hiding behind audio feeds up to now, the dark red and glowing eyes he had gained not that long ago are now painfully obvious. Behind that eerie glow, the German looks pensive, however.]

We... Had a couple of arrivals, it seems. But what's more important right now: Who will follow that call and who will stay here?

It's a chance, yes. But she said she only has control for a little bit, meaning that they may very well regain control soon and resume where they were interrupted. I don't think it's a good idea to just leave unless those Rulers have actually been defeated for good. I'd hate leaving unfinished business behind. And there's not much reason to go back anymore either...

tooshytofly

[Fluttershy looks worried. She’s been doing a bit better since she first got to Arcanarum, but now? She looks just as scared as she did that first day she arrived.]

H-has anypony seen Twilight Sparkle? I...

[She breaks off in a little whimper.]

I can’t find her anywhere...

awesomemich

[he had been looking all by his lonesome for England, but, of course, he couldn't be found]

Hey, anyone happen to see England? [he frowns that wasn't English or German coming out of his mouth]

What the hell?! Don't you Rulers have anything better to do than screw with me?! I know I'm awesome, but I want to relax! [yep, Pru is pissed and for a moment, he has forgotten all about the original reason he posted]

That unawesome trick with the believable memories right after giving me feathers in my groin! Then you change my language skills after taking England from me?! England, what have you bastards done to him?! [he doesn't really expect this message to be viewed or understood by the Rulers, but he needed to vent]

Current Mood: angry

gordianknots

[One day into a new place, completely thrown out of time in a way that feels so far away from his own understanding of magecraft and now having the threat of complete and utter memory loss? No problem. There are plenty of logical solutions to this, and he's going to start implementing one now.

Well, so long as crowd sourcing is viable. He flicks on the video feed]

It's come to my attention that there's no library or archive on this island. While information control makes sense, given the powers that be and their plans, I would like to suggest that there are ways that we can come to understand the magic they're using as well as predict future movements.

What I am proposing is collecting first person testimonials from everyone here that note all of the major - and minor - events that have happened on this island. That means dates of new arrivals, odd goings on, changes in individual personalities and the like. By collecting this information, it can be pooled together and we can create a coherent narrative.

This is not something that I can do on my own - the least of all reasons being that this is only my second day here. The more people that contribute, the better, for everyone's sake. Ideally, I need written copies of everyone's history from the moment of their arrival until now and it needs to be as detailed as plausible.

I'm willing to conduct interview and write transcripts if need be, but if you can take it upon yourself to sit and write something down, I would be grateful. Upon completion, you can drop the relevant papers off at the ninth housing unit in the Navy district. If you're compelled to use envelopes, address it to Waver Velvet. Feel free to contact me with further questions.

Ah, incidentally, if anyone might be willing to tell me where I could haggle for a yellow scarf, I'd appreciate it.

[click]

get_the_win

[Since the last wolf incident, Domon had been keeping a fairly low profile. He had a lot to think about. Both coming to terms with what he was forced to do, and trying to figure out how to make up for it. But then he stumbled across something on one of his walks in the Silver District which gave him the perfect idea. So now here he is, turning the compact on for the first time in a while so he can share his idea with the rest of the island.]

The way the Rulers decided to "celebrate" Halloween made me realize there's not a lot of people on this island that know how to defend themselves properly without their abilities and weapons. So I was thinking of reopening that old dojo in the Silver District. It would be a safe place to train for people that already know how to fight, and I'd be willing to teach the people that don't. Of course, anyone that wants to can help train the students as well. The more fighting styles we can prepare them against, the better.

It would be the least I could do, to make up for all the trouble I've caused. [His wolf ears droop as he says that, but then perk back up again as he gives his trademark cocky grin. An expression that is probably a welcome sight to those that know him well, as sad as he's been lately.] It's not just anyone that can claim to be a student of a member of the Shuffle Alliance. So what do you say? Anyone interested?

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