[identity profile] diplomalice.livejournal.com
CURRENT desolateEmissary RIGHT NOW opened memo on board OPERATION GET UNPARADOXSTUCK.



CDE: ...I warned you all, didn't I...?

Normally, you wouldn't gloat- but then normally, trolls tended to at least take the things you said under consideration. You figure a little smugness is in order.

CDE: ...now, what have we learned...?


That done, you turn away from the console and head out to the edge of the glass, making sureyour things are all carefully tucked in your modus- no good getting anything that isn't waterproof wet, after all. That done, you unsheathe your sword and jam the tip of your parasol into the glass and over the edge. You've gotten hungry and you've long since realized there are proper fish in these waters.

Anyone that comes by on the surface is going to want to watch out. You're going to throw your catch to the surface, and it's not going to be small.
[identity profile] desirenhate.livejournal.com
[There is a rumble throughout all the planets, and a series of strange flashes, green, white, and red, throughout the sky.

All about the lands, strange things will appear, scattered about- Imps with strange prototypings, or consorts from Lands that never came to this session. They look just as confused about it as you.

From the Land of Frost and Fire, a much larger light easily visible from anywhere else in the session builds up. There are short bursts of deep purple, and defying all comprehension, black light, from it as well. But before too long, without much fanfare, it all simply fades away, leaving a ghastly darkness, and an enraged scream from a voice some in this session will know well.

Soon, both the darkness and the scream fade, leaving nothing past these strange new creatures to show it had ever happened. Except for one more thing: A troll girl has now left her hive in a highblooded rage, hunting through all of the gates. She has a large hunting spear, and is leaving a trail of monsters and consorts in her wake, as she seeks something stronger...]


(Boss fight post! Agnira is berserked and attacking everything mindlessly. Let me know if you want a character death or wounding or to get away completely unharmed, and enjoy the carnage!

And as a note, canon characters are now officially playable.)
[identity profile] musicologistics.livejournal.com
You've been pretty much doing that all your life- this is going to have to get a little more specific.

==> Zurahe: Be kind of a badass musically.

There we go, that you can handle- especially since the trip doesn't seem to have damaged your A.V.E.S. any. Thank god too, because you really do hate the way imps shriek when they attack en masse. Totally throws off your groove, and with The Righteous and The Wicked, a good rhythm's something that's a little more necessary than usual with all that chain flying through the air, getting wrapped around necks... if they happen to exist on whatever you're fighting, that is.

Complicated stuff, and you find yourself either humming or whistling along as you continue.



You're barely paying attention to your Echeladder as it starts to slowly climb upwards once again either- you're mostly focused on clearing out these imps and taking the grist to start building your cache up again. You've got a lot of things to re-alchemize and nowhere near enough grist to do it with. You're online as blackoutEtude of course, but anyone that pesters you is going to have a bit of a wait. Finding you in the flesh isn't hard though- it's not like the music and converging imps aren't a dead giveaway regardless. You suppose that as long as they're not about to get themselves killed, you don't mind if anyone wants to join in.
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[The planet's entrance is the gates, a soft blue light surrounded by a tower of house. Galeru’s house seems to provide the only light around, leaving the area outside of its glow almost impossible to see through.



This land is shrouded in eternal night and its surface is covered by a layer of water an inch deep, reflections appearing more like shadows in the faint starlight. The endless flat plains are broken only by large, empty channels and a few great, solitary islands of limestone. Upon close inspection, these monoliths appear to be the source of the water and are where the planet’s very shy, but very territorial crayfish consorts can be found. There is an overwhelming sense of emptiness and silence.

The only way you're going to find anything, it seems, is to get down and explore.]


[OOC: Event completed! Thanks for participating.]
[identity profile] falseflagged.livejournal.com
CURRENT informativeInfiltrator [CII] RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board where are You now?.

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CII: RIGHT NOW opened memo on board where are You now?.
CII: okay, so. as I type this, Cass is exploring around Us.
CII: which I guess leaves Me to ask where the Rest Of Us have gotten off to?
CII: can any of You see this?


CURRENT fortunateConclusion [CFC] RIGHT NOW responded to memo.

CFC: hi cody!
CFC: i can see you!
CFC: uh in real life too i mean so look over here hey hey hey listen
CFC: to your left!

CII: I know You can see this and Me, Cass.
CII: I was more hoping Iris or Rory or Taja, You know, The Others would notice this.
CII: or hell, I was just wondering if Anyone Besides Us can see this.

CFC: good idea lets have a party and invite everyone!
CFC: whose coming

CII: You know what?
CII: sure. let’s call it a party.
CII: Everyone Who Can See This is Invited.
CII: We’re in some dilapidated iron tower in a place that looks like a bad metal album.
CII: so come on by.
CII: just let Us know here first, okay?
CII: or, You know, just say anything here period.
CII: I’d really like to believe We’re not The Last People Alive In This Session.

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