[Video] Un: Michel♥ (Slightly backdated to the triple moon)

[deathboss]

[While this post is locked to the one person he didn't want to see, Eikichi has messed up and ends up addressing the entire network instead of his close personal friend group. This is possible why the details are a lot more vivid than anything he would normally post.

He looked troubled about it too. It doesn't help that currently during the triple moon, he looks like someone tried their hand at their first OC.]

S-so uhh...babes! You gotta help me. Miyabi and me? I think we're finally gonna get serious about it! Y-you know. That way. We've been holding it off and hugging and keeping it pretty tame but..but I uh...well now I got these things... [He means the tentacles. He's pointing at the tentacles with both his human hands.]

Look, sometimes they act on their own and like I've had to hold them back recently with a large wooden spoon, and do you know how hard it is to hit yourself like that? It's like kicking your own ju--okay no that's too much information Eikichi, s-sorry!

[Exhale. Inhale.]

So u-um...I don't want this to end up like a really weird hentai and ruin the mood. I know some of you are Iris like me so d-do you have tentacles and like...d-do you have tentacle warmers? Gloves maybe? Something to cover them up I guess? [He's trying to bad but he's blushing just at the idea okay.] S-should I tie them up? Hell, what if she gets a mouthful of wings or horn? Urgh, I dunno what to do!

You gotta help me, please!

[If only he knew the plea for aid would reach the entire network, he might have reconsidered.]

un: tigerpoet

[tigerpoet]

The opening of the museum here is enormously exciting, but it also has me thinking about museums at home.

I know there are exhibits about me in at least a few museums - I've never been to see one, because it feels vaguely egotistical to attend an exhibit about yourself? But I've always wondered what sort of things they have to say about me. What parts of my life are worth putting on display for the public.

If there were a museum dedicated to you, what do you suppose would be on exhibit?

video | un: druidic

[arrowroot]

[It's evening on the 23rd when this goes up, starting with the camera view being shifted around a bit before whoever is holding it settles it overlooking a quiet part of Greatmoon Groves. The sun is casting gold and red across the scene, reflecting off the flame-colored hair of the young woman who steps in front of it holding a green violin in one hand and bow in the other.

She doesn't bother with an immediate introduction, instead putting the bow to the strings and giving it a few testing notes before starting a somewhat melancholy but high energy song. She plays through to the end and lets the last note linger before letting out a breath of obvious nerves and returns to her communicator to pick it back up.

It takes a moment for her to adjust properly, being too close at first but eventually pulling away so she can give a proper wave and awkward smile, freckled cheeks tinted pink.]

Ah, hello Lunatia. I'm Illyana Ackermann. I arrived here last month, and...

[A pause, attempting to funnel some of her nervous energy into staying something coherent and not rambly.]

And I've been hearing amazing new music since I got here, so I wanted to try and play something. That is, I should say, new to me. I'm mostly used to tavern bands and talent guilds, and most human music in the Kryta region is more what you'd expect drunken soldiers to loudly sing along with. There's also Charr metal...

[Don't ask.

Or do.

She pauses and tucks some errant hairs back behind her ear, looking off into the distance.]

I didn't do so well when I first arrived here. I was upset and foolishly took it out on myself. Drinking too much, hangovers well into the night. Thought I was better off under blankets in the dark than trying to make the best of an unusual situation. I'm sure I'm not the first one to do something like that, or the last.

[Off screen she's idly running a finger up and down one of the strings, making a soft but inadvertently haunting noise.]

I've made some friends here somehow in spite of my best efforts to become an unwashed undesirable hermit, so I'm going to swallow my pride and actually put myself out there. Playing was always more of a hobby for me and came second to anything else that was going on in my life, but there's no time like the present I suppose to become more serious about it. It's not like I have much else to do here. I'm curious about whoever else might be interested in music here, or even interested in lessons. I play a few other instruments, though violin is my strongest skill.

Sorry this was so long, but thank you for listening if you stayed this long.

[... how does one end these things?

Another wave?

... okay, she's just going to awkwardly shut it off.

She'll be in the park probably until dark if anyone wants to find her there continuing to play on the bench she sat at.]