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Jun. 17th, 2020 08:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
1. Favourite drink(s)π₯€?
2. Favourite food(s)π?
3. Favourite flower(s)π·?
Lastly: would you visit a shop where you can buy all three at once? πΈβ¨
[ The feed is dark and rustling noises come from somewhere to the left. It’s clear whomever is attempting to use the device is still adjusting to the way it works. There’s a sigh, a click and the feed clears, lightens, and as the figure in front of it leans back it finally focuses.
There sits a stern-looking woman in a long coat with a notebook in hand, legs crossed, staring into the camera. She idly taps a pen against the paper with her other hand—a mechanical one. ]
Hello, Prismatica.
I’ve been here for a short while now and I thought I ought to introduce myself. My name is Dr. Anna Ripley, I’m a scientist and engineer. Mechanics and chemistry are my specialty, but I do have some experience working with arcane pathogens.
It has come to my attention that there is one such pathogen making its way through the Lunatian population.
[ She glances down at her notebook, rattling off information as if by rote. She seems awfully calm about this. ]
Symptoms include paralysis, crystallization of the body, aggression...I’m sure many of you are already aware. Should any of you begin exhibiting signs of infection, please make your way with haste to the Moonlight Medical Center; I’ll be there in the later hours to monitor the progression. For those who haven’t shown symptoms…[ She stares back up at the camera. ]...you shouldn’t need me to tell you to utilize proper preventative measures.
On a potentially unrelated note; I’ve noticed something peculiar since coming here, but I’d like to gain more information:
How many of you were dead prior to your arrival? Have you suffered related ill effects since coming here?
Well, that was certainly an ordeal if I've ever seen one.
The twelfth month is upon us, and while I'm aware that many of you have your own customs that you may choose to observe at this time, I'd like to check to see if any of you would be interested if I were to share one of my own - and, perhaps, incorporate any of the myriad traditions of those here who wish to revel with me.
For it was deep into the twelfth month long ago when an evil god descended upon my world and sought to destroy all of order and creation, only to be beaten back and sealed away. And thus, every year we commemorate this victory by purging the chaos deep within ourselves to begin the next year anew.
The Feast of Misrule isn't a personal favorite of mine, but my brother and daughters have all loved it ever since they were children. And I thought the same could be said for some of you here.
If you're interested, it involves playing all sorts of practical japes on those who wish to celebrate, as well as spectator combat for those of a rowdier disposition. Making yourself sick with food and even sicker with drink isn't demanded, but it is highly encouraged, as well as whatever mischief and depravity you can come up with. I could go on for ages about the minutiae of the traditions, but I'd rather answer specifics as they are questioned.
If you're willing to help organize such a beautiful disaster, I'd also love to hear from you.