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Jingle bells, jingle bells~! { Garnet is looking quite rosy. Though she is bundled up against the cold, her arms are almost overwhelmed by a platter of cookies. }

I think I'm getting into the Christmas spirit! I even made a wreath! { She shows it off for a moment. }

I'm not sure about having a whole tree in my apartment. { It would be hard for her to lug one inside. } Is there some kind of law about Christmas trees?

{ She looks worried for a moment before shaking her head and setting the platter down. }

If you would like some cookies - they're free! - come by my apartment. I'm in Libra 5-06.

Oh and merry Christmas! { She waves merrily before ending the feed. }

beautifulmemory

[On the network, Mia starts a post with a simple text entry. She types several things to practice typing - simple words, like area, "The World" (a couple times, as she figures out how to capitalize), and sometimes just randomly presses keys. When she's done, it looks a bit strange;]

area the world. The world. The World. Rnfjhbdspw1246. ! :) ?

[Soon after that is the Audio section of the post.]

So this is what it looks like on this side. Very interesting. I've never had to use keys like that before. I wonder what the controls for a character are actually like.

I've been exploring the city. I see there are a few ways to travel besides walking, and there's no warping. Can someone explain to me what they are? They're rather interesting looking things.

complexdisorder

[Rose has managed to get settled into her apartment in the Pisces district. It is still fairly bare, but she has hung up the few clothes brought with her in the closet and has a few nick-knacks on the shelves near her bed. She is seated at the foot of the bed, legs delicately crossed as she surveys the watch camera--much preferring already to the strange glasses.

She is still not certain that this isn't just a trick of the dream bubbles or perhaps Lord English--or simply SBURB itself--but her intuition tells her it's somewhere completely new. And that is precisely what worries her. Rolling a small white ball in her other hand, she addresses the video with a small smirk, projecting an air of nonchalance and confidence that is not entirely faked.]

Greetings, my name is Rose Lalonde. I am new to the city and this world, and I would appreciate any advice or information you might have--especially as it pertains to returning to our own worlds. I am afraid I do not have much time to trifle about here. There is much work to do in my own universe.

I would also be grateful to hear if anyone has seen my friends. Their names are John, Jade, and Dave. If you have not seen them, my other companions might have been easier to spot. They are an alien race of trolls with gray skin and horns. I would be willing to barter for information about their safety and location

doesasordered

[This new guy decided to lay low for a few days and get his bearings. But now he has to just get on the network and ask. Have a confused-looking gentleman with a somewhat monotone voice and Russian accent pop up on your screen.]

I know that I'm new, but... is the weather always like this here? Or is something strange going on? Since I got here, it's been unbearably hot one day, then unbearably cold the next.

I suppose I have a lot of questions, but that's the one that really jumps out at me right now. I'm just wondering if I should be getting sunscreen or a parka...

abmoemination

[ Hey folks, who remembers this girl? Even if you don't, she's ready to introduce herself in the best of ways possible: by completely ignoring the fact she was missing in the first place and diving right into the holidays. But wait, how does an alien lifeform know anything about human holidays? ]

'tis the season to be ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!! [ Spoilers: she doesn't. ]

That's the human tradition I researched desperately before my arrival to the planet Earth! You think if they were to come up with something memetic that it would at least make sense. Heed my advice, whimpering mortals. Translate something first before putting it on display for everyone to see. A translation error with so many notes, geez...

[ A gasp. ] Oh, but that's not why I'm contacting everyone. I wanted to show off my own bit of holiday spirit. Are you ready?

[ Without even waiting for an answer, she'll turn the watch around to show off a corner of her apartment. Oh look, it's a Christmas tree. Sorta.

It stands stationary in place although it might appear the tentacles are wriggling every so often. That's just a trick of the mind though, isn't it? ]

Doesn't this earn your favor, imouto? Oh, Mahiro, you should come by too♥ [ She pauses after that for a brief moment. ] Wait, do you even celebrate that holiday in this part of the world?

tyrantball

When the feed snaps on, the camera is apparently pointing directly at what appears to be a giant golden eye. There's a slight noise of irritation and the viewpoint jerks upward a little to reveal the face of something that...looks like a little girl? Maybe? Her bangs part around two small red horns growing out of her forehead, and there seems to be another of those golden eyes growing out of her hair. She addresses the camera in a surprisingly deep voice.

"Foolish mortals! Know that before you is DESCO, the Supreme Final Boss that will throw humanity into DESPAI -*hackwheeze*"

Please excuse her coughing fit, Final Boss Voice hurts her throat. Once she's done coughing, she'll continue in a slightly more normal little girl voice.

"The Supreme Final Boss that will plunge humanity into DESPAIR!"

She quickly consults what looks like a small notebook of some sort before looking up at the camera again.

"okay, now the laugh - Mwahahahaha!"

With that done, she beams at the camera with the expression of a small child that is extremely proud of themselves.

"Also, also, Desco is currently taking applications for the position of Minion to the Final Boss! Please contact Desco at her apartment!"

The feed cuts out then, before Desco bothers to say where her apartment actually is.

doesitmatter

Parking is a problem, isn't it?

not_a_leviathan

[Yep, it's another anon text from him. He's just not comfortable putting his name out there yet. Especially when posting something like this that people might get angry at.]

I'm just wondering. Does anyone else have a problem that there's actual demons wandering around? I mean… they're demons. Aren't they all supposed to be evil? Or possess people or something? It seems like no one's really bothered that there are some on the streets and stuff. We didn't really talk about them much at church… but still.

On a semi-related note, I haven't been able to find any churches in this city. I know Japan's not heavily Christian, but there should be at least one around, right?

[It's super weird to someone from midwest America, okay.]

praenuntium

Where can I buy additional ammunition for a three-barrel handgun.

[...]

Or a location I can have them modified.

[Yep. That's all he wrote.]

stupidmeatbags

[Voice]
[The network is about to get a work out today. It starts with a voice message; it starts out garbled and difficult to hear, despite the fact that the voices are speaking rather loudly in their argument, but eventually it comes in with better clarity.]

Exclamation: OBSOLETE?! You oversized bucket of bolts! I could put a blaster bolt through your central processing unit at a hundred and twenty kilometers with one arm disconnected! You--

[And the transmission dissolves into static before timing out.]

[Text]
[Some time later, a text goes out, and... well, it obviously an error of some kind, because it is just the same message over and over again.]

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[...this continues for a few hours before it finally stops.]

[Video]
[About an hour later, a view of a workshop of some kind comes in, but it's completely tinted red. There's the sound of tinkering, before the voice from before comes in loud and clear.]

Diagnostic: *SIGH* ...those are my photoreceptors. Query: Honestly, who programmed you?

[And the video immediately cuts out.]

[Video]
[Finally some hours later, everyone gets to see the reason for all these malfunctions on the network, though the video is a little strange. Because of how the droid that appears is built, he does not have his own video function. Therefore, the individual he had been arguing with had to install an extra function on the COMP that would show a simulated version of the droid anytime he wanted to transmit video. The simulation mimics the droid rather well and is almost like the real thing, except it's tinted blue, and no background can be seen.]

Statement: It seems the electronic butchery I was forced to endure has put you meatbags at an inconvenience. If you must blame someone, I suggest directing your attention to the MECHANIC.

[...another sarcastic robot. Aren't you just so lucky, Hinoto-Ri?]

Continuation: But I digress. Greeting: I am HK-47, assassination and protocol droid.

[A pause, and HK-47 seemed to look irritated despite the fact that his face can't express emotion.]

Diagnostic: It seems I still have no discretionary control over my vocabulator. How upsetting.

[Another pause, as HK looked off screen to someone that had spoke.]

Statement: No you can NOT fix it. You've done enough damage!

[HK let out an irritable noise, turning his focus back forward.]

Statement: I require information on the status of my current master, a meatbag that designates herself as "Meetra Surik". I do hope she is still functional; I really would like to kill some deserving meatbags right now.

unlimited_shipping_works

[This new arrival doesn't seem all that bothered by being brought to this strange world.]

Hey, guys!

I just got into town and I was wondering if some of the veterans around here could lend me a hand.

[Actually, she seems pretty chipper about the whole thing.]

Are there any stores around here with a decent selection of doujinshi? Some hobby shops would be nice too... or any place that sells figures.

If I'm in a different universe I should be able to pick up some really sweet exclusive merchandise~

[Yeah, this is completely a multidimensional shopping trip.]

Oh, and is there a cosplay cafe?

And is it always this hot around here? In December?

risetocaesar

I wish the weather would stop changing so dramatically. It's giving me a headache... literally. I know some places can get unseasonably warm, but this is ridiculous.

[text, private to Minato:]

Hey, I need you to do me a favor. Can you take Miki out for an afternoon this week? Keep her busy for me?

[text, private to Shinjiro:]

We need to make sure Miki has a good Christmas this year. I have a plan, but I need your help.

forceofnature

[pseudo-voice... or is it???]
Attention, peons!

[Viridi's voice echoes once again with its usual Message From the Divine manner. Nothing out of the ordinary here.]

...OK, look, I'm not going to pretend I like you humans any more than I did before, but for what it's worth, I guess you're not all completely horrible. I mean, you're still active participants in a culture that exploits nature, hastens the death of the planet, and imprisons livestock in horrifying conditions, but I'll give you a step up to 'Mostly Horrible' since it seems like some of you actually care about restoring this planet.

[This can be interpreted as a major concession for Viridi.  ...Some form of concession, anyway.]

Anyway. I've talked about that stuff so much even I'm tired of hearing it. Let's move on to the real topic. Take a look at this.

[The COMPS will automatically activate their video feed as what appears to be a prerecorded message begins to play. It displays Mt. Utsugi in Gemini District - and the time stamp in the bottom corner displays 23:59:45. Those who have been in Gemini District during the 13th Hour will know what's coming. At the stroke of midnight, without any fanfare whatsoever, the mountain will quietly and seamlessly raise itself from the ground, contort horribly, and mutate into a horrifying amalgation of stone and clockwork and steel.]

There!  I'm sure some of you have seen that in action. The question is, why isn't anyone trying to investigate what's obviously the main dungeon of this RPG? I mean, just look at it! If we're here for any reason at all, it's to march into that abomination and stamp out the final boss! There's no reason not to storm in there right now and shake the bull by the horns until it moos!

...I mean. Aside from the part where some stupid apes think they know better than a goddess - not you guys this time. I can get around them, but barring some form of mass destruction, I don't think they're letting you through. ...But that doesn't mean you should sit around on your butts twiddling your thumbs waiting for permission!  As entertaining as it is watching you live your pedestrian, quotidian lives, you need to be prepared to do so some serious demon fighting when it comes up. And it's going to come up.

So here's where I come in. Call it... divine intervention.

[The feed flickers from the view of the Mictlan into a view of a petite, nine-year-old girl. This would be the first time since she came here that Viridi has shown her face.]

Alright, the first person who says anything about how I'm a little girl is getting turned into a rat. I'm serious. Rats don't live happy lives; don't test me.

Now listen closely. It's demeaning enough having to say it once, so I'd rather not repeat myself. ...In my world, gods traditionally choose heroes and mediators to act and fight on their behalf, because if it isn't obvious, having gods throwing punches at each other generally doesn't work out for the longevity of the world. As might be obvious, my generals aren't here. That means I need someone to work through.

You can see where this is going. If you want to fight demons, but you're not sure you can handle it on your own, I'm willing to Support you. Criteria - Don't take this for granted. Don't talk about the environment unless you agree with me. For both of our sakes. And don't be really annoying. That's more on a person-to-person basis, but just as a general scale: Hades - really annoying, Dark Pit - pretty darn annoying, and Pit - more tolerable than annoying except when he sings.

The perks for you are the Power of Flight, teleportation, access to my sanctuary, hearing the melodious sound of my voice, and getting Supported by a goddess. And yes, the Power of Flight means you can fly. Five minutes maximum before you fall - don't yell at me if you go over because I didn't make the rules on this. I can only really do one person at a time, so this is a first-come first-serve sort of deal. ...Now see how selfless this all is? I am nice.

[Viridi pauses at the end of her speech.]

What is with this stupid weather, anyway? Is this the century where global warming begins?

((Basically, this translates to periodic fighting logs! I've discovered that I'm rather fond of running those so I'd like to do it more often. I'll just be throwing up a demon-fighting log every now and then with Viridi acting as Support for you.

Also Viridi is serious about the rat thing. Don't respond ICly with that line if you don't want her casting Ani on you. Or do so if you want that!))

integra_hellsing

[ What awaits everyone is the view of an unhappy Integra Hellsing. She's not at all pleased with this weather, not that there seem to be many who ARE, but really, enough is enough. Either or, she's sitting in her apartment as per usual... well. At least this time she doesn't look bored. ]

This weather is absolutely ridiculous. I've never seen anything like it... tell me, does this happen often here? Just as I get my apartment to cool back down, it begins to snow the next day and I have to turn the heater back on.

[ She drums her fingers against the table she's sitting at, her frown deepening. ]

...It's almost Christmas, too. How very strange... when I left my world, we were no where near December. Hm.

[ She glances off to the side -- out the window, as a matter of fact -- before she shrugs and just ends the feed. ]

poweryetunknown

"My sister enjoys video games. I would like to see a legendary figurine of a great warrior that a guest has in their room, I am sure she would appreciate it."

[Neku crosses his arms.]

Okay, I guess I have to ask. Anyone have an idea of what he's talking about here?

[[ooc; Neku's been paired off with Atoli for this, but anyone's free to respond!]]

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