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[personal profile] dragonsongs
[ Someone's found the music composition app. Someone may also have finally published a melody and uploaded it after days of fiddling around with the instruments on the app.

Please enjoy the attempt at the very popular Eorzean song, Pa-Paya until it annoys you. When it's done, the screen will show a very happy looking blond man with a friendly smile and strange horns looking at everyone, strumming some notes on his lyre until he speaks. ]


'tis been some suns since my arrival, and what a fantastic world this is. To think that not only instruments hide within this contraption, but the ability to send mine own image and voice to many others as though I were right before them!

Pray, indulge my queries- does the melody ring familiar to any? Do chocobo and moogles dance in delight in your own worlds? Do dragons sing to the choir of their horde? Or perhaps, do Sky Pirates race through the clouds, inspiring all with tales of adventure?

I've heard people of many worlds have been brought here with similar tales as mine own. Perhaps you could share your own?

I am called Klair, the Dragonsong, and I would be honoured to put your tales to inspiration for my songs. Or perhaps- inspiration for adornments and attire for yourself, inspired by your own journey?

[ Look at his snazzy dressing and pretty horn jewelry! He'll give it a little tap to indicate. ]

Oh, and if you've seen a light-haired miqo'te man who likes to take things apart, please forgive him. I would also love to know if anyone has seen any beautiful viera, elezen, hyur, au ra, or perhaps even a little lalafell around here too. I may be looking for my companions, and ache to know if they've arrived here as well.

[ With a flourish, he gives a bow to the screen. ]

I await your responses, and I do hope I may be able to fulfill any future requests once I learn more melodies in this land. Perhaps some personal instruction? I'll make it worth your while. ♥


[ And the feed ends as he winks at the screen and turns it off! The text will also be transcribed as he speaks, because he found the text-to-speech function. Oops. I'm so sorry for this obnoxiousness please forgive me ]
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[personal profile] fusionjack
[ The video feed opens up to a shot of a well-groomed sunglasses-wearing fellow sitting in a gaming chair of dubious tastefulness, smiling mildly. There's a VR headset offset to one corner of the shot, also helping set the scene. ]

How many Moonblessed are currently playing LmaO? That's "League Match Action Online", for those of you that might be unfamiliar. It was quite popular for a while! I'm certainly still playing it. To the point that I'm hoping to get together a proper co-op team for the next ranking event. Might any of you be interested in teaming up?

[ He settles back in his seat, then, and snatches up a small stack of plasticky, semi-transparent cards, fanning them out and holding them up to show them off. ]

And for those of you that haven't heard of it, but might be curious, I'd be glad to tell you about it. I have free item codes to give away, even. You don't even need your own VR equipment to give it a shot. The city's full of game centers where you can rent some time. And it's not as though we Moonblessed are all that short on funds, really...

[ He is making his best effort at sounding enticing and appealing... or at least enticing and appealing enough to convince someone to join his MOBA guild. Maybe he should have undone the first button of his shirt... ]
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[personal profile] english_rose
[While it is a bit cowardly to pick a name that cannot be tracked back to her easily, Erina has spent several days thinking and has come to a conclusion.]

I have been skulking about reading here, and I have decided to ask a clarification and perhaps some advice. If you would be so kind, of course.

I seem to have run into two issues. The first being that one is not as steady on her feet as she once thought. Two, if there was an opportunity to not complete what has - allegedly - been completed, then are they at fault for not going through with said alleged ending?

That is to say: I am aware of certain events that have not been completed for me - and, indeed, are completed a good deal into the future. However, if I do not do as has been foreseen, then I might save quite a few people terrible fates. Or at least, enough people. I have read that one does not recall the events which transpire here.

If that is so, then how do you bear knowing what will happen and be helpless about it?

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[personal profile] orderslove
How do you deal with guilt from something you haven't yet done...? Can you atone for it?

Oh, I apologize for the strange questions but I've been wondering somethings lately.

Like have you ever wondered what happens to us when we go home from this place?

Can we change our future with the knowledge we learn here or are we never able to stop our predestined fate?
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[personal profile] speakerstone
Greetings, fellow travelers! Or captives. Or whatever you choose to call this strange little commune we've found ourselves in.

I am Sypha, a Speaker and an adventuring scholar. I'm one of the crop of recent arrivals, so I thought it would make sense to introduce myself. Most people seem to use this board for personal advertisements and posing profound existential questions. This isn't...not that, but it's a bit of something different, too.

I'm looking for help with my scholarly pursuits, and I'd like to to learn more about this place. Specifically, how it used to be. I get the impression that very few records from that time have survived, if any at all, but if you know where to find information that could help me start to piece it all together, I would greatly appreciate the assistance from our city elders. 😉

If you don't have knowledge of primary sources, I'll also gladly listen to any local legends you might have heard. Strange as it seems, there may well be a grain of truth hidden in every off-the-wall story. Heck, if you have any boogeymen from your own worlds you're eager to chat about, I suppose I can listen to those stories, too! Not that studying can't be exciting, but it'd be nice to have something else to do while I'm here.

So! Ancient history, local legends, distractions from daily chaos...or perhaps other things you think may be important! If any of those sound like something you'd know about, and you're willing to share, I'm eager to collaborate.
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[personal profile] nojohnyouare
Does anybody have advice for goldfish-san care.

[The short post is accompanied by a series of poorly-taken photos of... well, a goldfish, the kind you might have seen in the fish-scooping game at the festival in Amegahara. The fish is swimming around a large fish tank, the sort less informed pet owners would keep seven larger fish in, with a few plants and some seashells for some reason. Hey, at least Mai's plain-looking apartment has something in it now.]

Also accepting name suggestions.
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[personal profile] hagrides
[The video opens on two figures standing outside a circus tent. Grimm is hard to mistake for anyone else, and it should be no surprise to those who know him to see Mike Morton at a circus.]

Greetings to you all, my fellow Moonblessed. We are pleased to announce the opening of the Lacewing Circus as a permanent attraction in Lower Lunatia. We hope that all who have an interest will come to one of our performances, occurring every Saturday and Sunday at five PM.

Ever wanted to see someone defy gravity? Well now you can! Swing on by for acrobatics, trapeze acts, and tightrope walking galore! It’s a scene you wouldn’t want to miss— guaranteed! But don’t just take my word for it. Come see with your own eyes! Just don’t let this momentous occasion pass you by.

[Mike pops up out of the parting bow fast and points at the camera. One last thing:]

…But wait! That’s not all. We’re also taking your applications! So? Don’t be shy. Show us what you’ve got.
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[personal profile] hisman
[ Jian Yi doesn't think to use the anon function. It never once crosses his mind that there might be an easier way to get the results he's looking for. ]

hey, prismals! no, moonblessed right?
I'm Jian Yi and I haven't been here long, but I have the system worked out so far.

touch each other = chroma
chroma = money
money = stuff
touch each other = stuff


um, my roommate has a goal and needs help reaching it.
he needs as much chroma as he can get saved up as fast as possible.


[ In case his... roommate's best friend shows up and he has to take care of his best friend so he never has to earn chroma with anyone except Jia- his roommate. ]

my roommate has never done this before.
with anyone.
so let's help him out, you know?

thanks everyone!


[ ooc: Jian Yi is 17 and has an opt-out post over here for anyone that might need it. I'm really excited to be in game and I'm on plurk @ [plurk.com profile] knivesout if anyone wants to plot! ]
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[personal profile] diceswithdeath
There is a lot to gain from sharing information with one another.
This network is a testament to the combined efforts of the Moonblessed and their efforts to understand their situation.
Chroma, Moonlacing, Lunar Cycles and their associated traits; they are common knowledge.

Please share any obscure information you may have acquired up during your time here.
It would be best if every contribution is unique, but I don't anticipate many to take the time to scour through all of the archives.

No matter how insignificant you may think your experience as a Moonblessed may be, remember that it may help someone else.
You can remain anonymous if you feel as if you can't speak as freely as you would like.

Thank you for your time.
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[personal profile] diplous
( when the feed starts, lenore comes to view sitting primly in a very plush looking couch, and she waves a bit with the hand she’s not holding her communicator with, smiling sweetly at the camera. it took her awhile, but she got the gist of how to use it easily enough. what a quaint little thing.

the place she’s in seems to be the lodgings that they'd been promised after helping with excavations, considering hers is currently occupied, but the curtains are drawn shut to keep the sun out, so it’s a little dim inside what with the only source of light being a lamp behind the camera despite it being the middle of the day. not that she’d die from it now with the medication she was provided, she’s just not really fond of it anyway.
)

Before I begin, I suppose it’d be better if I introduce myself first.. technically a second time now, but for those who've missed it. ( she’s twirling a lock of her hair between her fingers, contemplative. she knows the possible risk she’s taking and concludes with: it could be interesting. ) My name is Lenore, and some of you might’ve already chanced on seeing me around before.

( the redhead leans back on her chair to get more comfortable, better than sitting so properly anyway. she even tilts her head a bit and finally she resigns to whatever it was she seemed to be mulling over, and returns her gaze to look at the camera. )

I’m here because I’ve found myself in a bit of a conundrum. You see, ( she parts her lips slightly, her tongue briefly painting over one of her fangs before continuing. ) I’m hungry.

( the camera shifts slightly because it seems she went to go reach for something. a blood pill. she shows that to the camera as well as she toys with it between her fingers. )

While these things are well and good, I’m afraid they’re not quite to my taste. ( and she hasn’t even tried the blood of a moonblessed yet, ) And I was hoping that we could come to an agreement of sorts.

( then she pauses for a moment, then laughs. right, silly her. she should explain better. )

I’m a vampire, and I figure it’d be best if I don’t shock people with that sort of information, I’d rather not have people assume I’m going to eat them, unless -- that’s the sort of thing you like. I’d hardly be one to judge.

( with a flick, the pill is launched without much care. as she said, she doesn’t really like it. why would she? it’s like being given a nutritional block for food and told to subsist off of it, which she wouldn’t do either. she eats the things humans do for enjoyment, after all. lenore is of the type to indulge the finer things in life, and this is one of the things she enjoys. )

I’m not asking to take a bite out of you either, nor am I going to bleed you dry. ( unless they’re into that, in which they can talk about that too! ) I just want to drink, as I haven’t fed properly in some time. We can work out the details of what you’ll get in return as compensation, naturally, and how we’d go about it. You’re free to state your expectations on either end. Whether it be chroma or a favor, or some other creative thing you want of me. I’ll see what I can do. You’ll find that I’m quite flexible to work with.

( there was a clinic or another that showed her how drawing blood and storage works, not that she’s against using her teeth. she just needs the volunteer or five or ten to get a nice supply going. )

If you’re shy, feel free to reach out privately. If you have questions, I'll do my best to answer them. Goodbye now!

( and she ends the feed with a happy little wave. leave her messages! )

[ tldr; lenore's hungry, doesn't like the blood pills the hospital gives and wants to try the blood of a moonblessed. she offers to compensate them one way or the other in the preferred currency or some such of whoever would let her bleed 'em. ]
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[personal profile] prodigalmess
[ Malcolm has a concerned look on his face when the video feed clicks on. ]

Uhh... So I discovered this in my bird's cage this morning.

[ The camera flips around to show a yellow and green parakeet in a cage. The bird chirps at the camera before Malcolm focuses on the egg next to her. Considering it's the size of Sunshine's entire body, there's no way it came out of her. ]

This is a dragon egg, right? How did it get in there?

[ He turns the camera back on himself and raises an eyebrow. ]

It keeps glowing red and emitting this low hum sound. Pretty sure I can't keep it. If I bring it outside though, is a dragon going to attack me for carrying an egg?

[ The giant beasts seem pretty territorial, especially when it comes to their young. He's got no intention of taking one on. ]

If you can't tell, I'm pretty out of my element here.
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[personal profile] mutantblood
[ The day had long since begun but the room on the video feed was dark. The curtains off frame were drawn but filtered enough light through the fabric for the scene to be visible, though the room remained suitably dimmed for the nocturnal owner of the Level 2 apartment. A moderate sized whiteboard had been haphazardly, but securely, taped against a wall by its uppermost edge. Symbols had been drawn upon the canvas: a red heart, a red diamond; to their right was a black spade, and a black club. The heart and spade were beside one another with the diamond and club below them in a symmetrical arrangement. It was a rough, messy diagram, but it served its purpose. A few seconds of fumbling and screen shaking later seemed to settle the recording device against whatever it had propped itself upon. A small, grey hand slapped a blank section of the board with a misleading amount of force. ]

Can everybody stop their jerk-off small talk circles for a minute and actually pay attention to something important?

[ The owner of the demanding voice shuffled into frame. From the mussed up hair, dark circles beneath his eyes, and the sagging of his shoulders, it was apparent that this small alien was up far past his bedtime. Despite how his withered posture was borderline drowning in his dark sweater, the insistence in his voice was clear. He had something to say and he was going to make damn sure that people heard it. ]

I know you sorry sacks of shit go feral over all of this Moonlacing crap, but your lack of social awareness is fucking abysmal. For my sake, your sake, and the sake of any future trolls that find their unfortunate carcasses dragged into cuddlefuck hell, I'm going to take one for the team and attempt to educate you about Quadrants.

ExpandThe implications matter, apparently. )
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[personal profile] somaru
[It took him about forty minutes to decide on a username and then try and post to the network. Of course, it was probably better to just be anonymous, but that felt like being too much of a coward. Still, he couldn't really avoid it anymore, he had already secluded himself away for a month. Without work to force him out, it was all getting too difficult.]

I'm sorry to intrude on any discussions. I was wondering if there are different ways to generate an income here other than through physical contact. Are there ways to pay for things without needing to touch another person?

It seems that those methods are very important to the people here, but, there must be alternatives, right?

Thank you.
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[personal profile] coasts
[ Hello, chicks and dicks of Lunatia. It's your favourite rappers gracing you with their presence today. Two of Mad Trigger Crew's members are now on the screen. The thin, white-haired idiot is wearing a pair of sunglasses and he pulls them down by an inch to show his red eyes to the camera. ]

Hey. Is your house a mess? Do you have a ton of rotten food in your fridge? Do you have weeds in your backyard? Are you a slob?

'cause if you said yes to at least one of those things, you gotta click the link below. MTC's gonna change your life.

[ The video linked begins with an intensely dropped beat, a dramatic scene in an alley. Two shirtless people running for their lives, scrambling through the rain like they’ve just fled a crime scene just as the Moon Knights showed up. The redhead is clearly military, a couple of scars on his back from bullet wounds. The man in front has white hair and a large yakuza tattoo on his back. There is rapping as this scene unfolds. ]

Get ready for a showdown,
Ain't no hoedown,
Grass is so brown,
Here to crackdown!

ON LAWNS!


[ As they bust out of the alley and into the open, it’s into a wild field of tall grass. In the middle of it, a large driveable lawn mower. The two of them hop on, the matching leather jackets they’re wearing flaring up as they do. As the camera moves to pan across their faces, it’s Samatoki and Riou, looking fiercely determined. They start racing off on the lawn mower. It looks like it’s in slow motion to accomodate for the fact that lawnmowers in reality aren’t very fast for this high speed chase. ]

MTC just won't let down,
Garden parties in tea gowns,
Either uptown or downtown,
Weeds are going like ghost towns--

YOUR LAWNS!


[ The camera view changes to the front of the lawnmower, coming toward the camera. As Moon Knight agents run through the alley behind them, suddenly both of the buildings forming the alley blow up in a MASSIVE special effects explosion as Riou and Samatoki put on sunglasses. Neither of them look back. ]

Get ready for the takedown,
From sunrise 'til sundown,
Weeds, leaves, grass, and tree crowns,
No more gardening breakdowns!

CLEAN LAWNS!


[ Riou takes out a power drill behind Samatoki on the lawn mower. He nods and turns the power drill on, whirring it a few times and then speaking: ]

We do repairs and housework, too.

[ The screen explodes then into a blue logo with a skull and guns... for Mad Trigger Cutters. And the commercial ends. ]
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[personal profile] sleepinglotus
Jaune's birthday is January 6th.

We had a fairly large party for Ruby's birthday. Would anyone be willing to help me set one up for Jaune? I'm hoping to reach out to other friends he's made outside of those of us from Remnant.
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[personal profile] porcelainandblood
[Perne has chosen to address the happenstance (i.e., being in Lunatia) with a great deal of professionalism. At least, as much as she can muster given the situation. Her device is propped up on a very standard table in what is likely her apartment. She sits in front of it, posture prim and proper.

Evidently she has been bracing herself for this particular conversation and even if she's not confident in having it, her tone remains even. Again, professionalism. Or at least the closest thing to it.]


It is to mine knowledge that this 'network' is capable of reaching all of those possessing the same device—in short, those of us referred to as Moonblessed individuals.

Some of you I have already had the esteemed privilege to meet. For those of you with whom I am not yet acquainted, I am Lady Perne de Archevauliere. Simply 'Perne' shall suffice if you have need to address me by name.

[Her posture is already straight, but it doesn't stop her from trying to straighten up even more. Her hands linger beneath the table, undoubtedly betraying her fidgeting as a means to keep such from creeping into her relatively stern expression.]

I have been adequately informed on the situation at hand facing all of us in the same role. Given the nature of this place, its currency and its resource, I have an interest in making an accord. That is to say, I am seeking voluntary candidates for this 'Moonlacing' that must needs occur. I have no interest in informal or inappropriate proceedings under such pretences. As such, mine standards for who I will accept will need to be met in full and to mine satisfaction before I shall consider any such agreement or accord to be in effect.

You may meet with me in person if you care to and do not trust me via visual. Mine requirements do not, however, require this to be part of the initial process.

[She might as well be hiring for a job with the way she discusses it. Who knows. Maybe she'll lighten up in time, but considering how stubborn and bullheaded she can sometimes be... mayhaps not.]
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[personal profile] itsknighttime
ok since ive been here a hot minute i guess i can say hi again

so hi i guess
i went the fuck home and i was chilling enjoying my god damn life
like literal god damned not even not god like
hanging out with my best bro but fuck me amiright?
its cool though there were some p chill bitches here last time
bitches not in the female way
i mean there were nice girls here in the female way but they werent bitches like bitch bitches
but just bitches in the bitches way
you know
friends

fuck
im not backspacing it
i said it yall were cool bitches and im glad you were
ok hope your chromamas was cool too

uh
yeah thats it i got no philosophical bullshit to throw down this time just figured if it looks like my ass is sticking around i may as well poke my head out


[[Just be glad he's not trying to start stress-reaction rap battles.]]
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[personal profile] saigawa
i received a bunch of beautiful flowers and it reminds me.

how do you take care of them so they last as long as possible in a vase?


[He could look it up, but reading isn't as fun as chatting with random people.]

unless it's not that different from farming?

[He types, as if he doesn't regularly complain about farmwork back in his world.]

also related to that: who knows flower language?
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[personal profile] goneforawalk
hello everyone i have an interesting request

you see something has been brought to my attention and i just can't let it go without learning the answer

i'm sure most of us know the general blood-drinking lore, right

that virgin blood is the best blood and non-virgin blood just can't compare, because purity is important or something

but that's not why i'm here

i'm here for a vastly different comparison

vegetarians vs meat eaters

i've been drinking from nazis, ghouls, and other vampires for so long that i just don't know if i've even had a vegetarian, how sad is that

my point here is: i'm looking for blood donors, both vegetarian and meat eating, to make a comparison

the virgin thing doesn't matter, just what you eat, that's all i'll be comparing in this exercise

you have my word as a gentleman that if you decide to donate, i won't take too much

or turn you into a vampire

or kill you

even if you're into that kind of thing i might get in trouble with my mas~ter if i misbehave too badly

anyway, just some food for thought

feel free to weigh in with your opinion if you've had both sides of the coin

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