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Greetings, one and all!

Today I bring you a fine opportunity! If you could write a letter to Santa Claus, what would it say?

Can you convince him that you've been nice? That your best friend has been naughty?

Let us get into the holiday spirit, shall we?

Allow me to start!

arrowroot

Hello everyone! I hope you're all doing well this fine autumn day!

The change in weather and the decorations and costumes in the shops got me thinking about home. I've mentioned it before, but my brother and I are from a world known as Tyria. I've heard mention that "Halloween" exists as a holiday in other worlds, but the more I hear about it the more I realize Tyria's Halloween is quite a bit different.

You see, it's also known as "Shadow of the Mad King". Why is that?

Well.

[Ana shuts off the light closest to her, instead having a desk lamp tilted in such a way as to cast heavy illumination and shadows across her face, clearly going for that cliche "creepy" effect as she drops her voice.]

King Oswald Thorn was an absolute monster of a monarch, ruling with an insane level of decadence and violence in the ninth century AE while his subjects suffered famine, war, and extreme punishments without a sliver of remorse shown from the man. He married many times, and each wife met a terrible and gruesome fate. Even his own son, Edrick wasn't safe from his mad machinations, locked away in the Shell of Insanity with a mouth stuffed with candy corn. He would host extravagant banquets whilst the people starved and would cackle gleefully at his own madness and awful jokes. Eventually the people had enough and rose against him, sealing his fate and scattering parts of his body across the world, sealed with magic so that he may never rise again.

BUT! That was not the end of Mad King Thorn. Oh no. Every year as Halloween draws near, the seals weaken and his presence is once more felt in Tyria. Portals to the underworld are found across the land, and his looming figure, a massive forever-grinning pumpkin head glowing with hellfire appears in Lion's Arch to briefly test his "subjects" with a game, offering of course tricks for the losers, and treats for the winners. We run through his mad labyrinth, defeating his minions, carving pumpkins in his likeness, trade candy and of course dress up in fanciful costumes!

[Ana laughs softly and turns the normal light back on, propping her chin on her hand.]

Yes, he's much less terrifying now. He did try to break back into Tyria properly when I was younger but after he was pushed back into the Underworld he really just shows up to have fun for a month at our expense and tell his awful jokes. Regardless, it's made for a great folk legend and quite the holiday for us. I know this world has its own autumn festivities but I was considering hosting a small sliver of the Shadow of the Mad King at my range.

I would need some volunteers, though. Would anyone be interested in helping out for the day? I'll compensate you with meals and demichroma. Please let me know! I think letting people experience the festivities of other worlds can be very entertaining!

(ooc: For those looking to participate or volunteer, there is a lovely log right here!)

depthsofdespair

I want to know more about the worlds that everyone left behind.

Like what countries there are, what they look like, what's different from here. It's such a waste of opportunity not to learn about other worlds, you know? As long as I'm going to be stuck here, I'd like to stretch my imagination and learn something new.

I, for one, just came from Japan. Yokohama City, to be exact. I wouldn't be surprised if more of you are from Yokohama... Oh~ But imagine if we're all from alternate Yokohama Cities. That would be interesting as well.

Anyway~. Tell me about your homes, please. And where are my manners? My name is Lucy Montgomery. A pleasure.

tauraran

If I were able to procure the proper ingredients, would there be any interest in Elven remedies? They are markedly more effective than the medicines of Men and Dwarves, but I cannot speak for the races I do not know.

{Thanks to the Chroma he has acquired, he could start a business. Then - oh then - he will seek a house worthy of a king! For now, he is reclining on a sofa, looking much calmer than he did during his prior broadcast.}

I could offer them as teas, for example, or mix them in dishes with pleasant flavors.

princessascended

Hey everyone. This is Kairi.

I just want everyone to know, I checked this morning and I've been looking around to make sure, and it's confirmed at this point... Sora is no longer with us.

I... Light, I really don't have much else to say beyond that. He wasn't at home when we were brought here, and I don't know what's going to happen to him when he's sent back, but... hopefully, some way, somehow, he manages to make it back to the islands.

That's all I've got. If you'll all excuse me, I'm gonna eat all the ice cream we've got in the house.

[And then cry herself to sleep.]

ends

[ as tempting as simply using text would be to send out what amounts to little more than an advertisement, Otonashi comes to the inevitable conclusion that the subject requires more care than a faceless message. despite sporting the “perpetually exhausted” look, the redhead on the video feed offers a warm, weary smile. ]

Right, hey... I figured this is as good a time as any. I pitched an idea a while back about an informal, survival support group. I know for some people, this place is a respite... for other people, it’s hell.

[ those parameters, too, are subject to change from month to month. taking a deep, steadying breath, Otonashi forces himself to maintain focus on the video. ]

No matter how you see it, one thing is true for everyone: you have to connect to survive. That’s easy for some of us, but all of us have stories from home, and not all of them ... make this whole “hey, go touch other people” thing very easy.

I want to hold meetings around the 20th of each month in the Level 2 community center, after the moons’ effects are gone and before anything else starts up, since... that seems to be the trend. There are no requirements to join. This is a way for people to look out for each other... either as friends or as a mutual way to get needed chroma, no strings attached if you’d prefer that.

[ brushing at one of his eyes, he glances over to a small, paper enclosure with a few origami animals in it, deliberately placed in the feed: a paper bunny, a frog, a cat, and a few others that are more difficult to distinguish. ]

But I want everyone to know that they don’t have to fight alone. We’re all sharing this world whether we like it or not. I’ll be offering “SSR club patches” for anyone who wants them, and... origami animals in honor of someone who isn’t with us anymore. And food! A season’s end meet-and-greet picnic, maybe with marshmallow toasting and campfire stories. Something easy to start. I’m open to having one this month if people are interested, even if it’s a bit last-minute...

So, please consider it. If you’re alone and you’re feeling lost, then... come, and don’t be for a while.

grilletto

okay so i have some questions for the general public
which is you guys

first: if you sent someone to jail on their birthday but they probably forgave you should you be worried that they or a family member is gonna
i don't know
come after you
or something like that
not that it happened
but hypothetically i guess

second: anyone have any thoughts on being called "puppy"?
is it a compliment?
an insult?
i kind of need some outside opinions here

uhhh
yeah that's it
thanks

[ all replies will be anonymous unless stated otherwise ]

machizumo

Important question

Does punching count?
(Also kicks and other shit like that)

champagnetower

Greetings, one and all! I have a very important announcement to make!

I have been given ownership of Sunset Host Club! There have been other changes, and some roles need to be filled!

✨✨ Positions are open! ✨✨

We have a number of spots open for positions such as chefs, bartenders, servers, and of course hosts!

Please let me know if you are interested in any of these roles, and let's have a chat and a good time!

(ooc: More info can be found here. PMing me on here or PPing me @

phantomrain is fine too if you have questions!)

justlethal

[Hi. It is a green skinned lady popping up, and it is clear that she's still debating whether or not this is the best idea that she has had. Regardless, she seems to have committed herself, and lets a breath out.]

Hello. My name is Gamora.

[As she has finally caught on that yes, one should introduce themselves at the beginning, instead of somewhere near the middle or end, or you know, never at all.]

I seek those Earthians- Terrans- humans- that are familiar with the year one thousand nine hundred and eighty of your planet. As it is fairly obvious, I am not human, and I am not overly familiar with the body. I wish to know more of the culture during the years surrounding that decade. I've-

[And another pause. A friend? That seems too impersonal considering, although Peter's terminology doesn't exactly roll easily off the tongue. Lover seems... not quite right either. And she's going to change paths here.]

I seek to obtain a gift for someone who was on Earth during those years. He enjoys music and has the little box you can obtain, but I am looking for other items. He likes the movie about loose feet with the not literal sticks up the ass and the tale of Davis Husslehog and his talking- [No, not ship. What exactly was it...] Vehicle? What else was popular or akin to those?

tauraran

{He is a king without his elegant trappings - but, really, he doesn't need them. The robe he wears catches the light with the smallest of motions, glittering faintly as if precious jewels are woven in the fabric. His hair is bound into a single thick braid that lays against his back and his circlet is elsewhere - as are his rings.}

How many parents reside in Lunatia? Are you separated from your children if so? {The flickering light on the table before him is all the illumination he requires as he works on a sketch. The drawing depicts trees and a variety of animal life beneath their mighty boughs.}

My fear for my son increases by the day and I have found no relief for it. I hardly realized how helpless I could feel as a father.

{His attention shifts from the sketch of the forest to a second sketch of a face much like his own - yet different enough that it must be his son.}

doreimi

You know...at one point I would've made a post like this anonymously. Not because I'm ashamed or anything, exactly, but because sometimes you just want to talk about things without your name attached, you know? So that it's not really about you, just about the advice you're looking for. Or because you don't want people to look at you differently after they hear about it.

I guess it's because it's been so hot lately that it got me thinking about it. And also because of Cordis, a little. Sometimes I get wings for Cordis, and then all of a sudden my wardrobe gets pretty limited when it comes to...that. But anyway.

Really what I wanted to ask is —

For people who have scars, how do you think about them? Like are they a part of your identity now, or do they still bother you? Do they feel wrong when you look at them? And — if you are okay with them, did you do something to make yourself more okay with them? Or are you just kind of...never going to be okay with them, no matter what?

I have some. I think they're ugly, and hard to look at, and I try to keep them covered up so that they won't bother people who might see them. I guess really what I'm wondering is whether that's a feeling that's ever likely to change.

It's just something that's been on my mind more and more lately, is all.

spah

[Engineer's metal fingers pull away from the screen where he's propped up his device. He's currently sitting on a boat not far from Crystal Beach's shore. Waves lap against the boat, a splash can be heard here and there, and that light caw of seagulls?? Perfect. Peaceful.

Until this Texan motherfucker, dressed like Tom Selleck with the shorts and chest hair to match, brings a fucking antique coach gun into view and starts loading it in his lap.]

I been here about a year now, since the beginning 'a things, and I ain't got good memories of the Vulpus Astra Celebration comin' up. [He glances up from the gun.] So, uh. If anyone plans on goin' to Amehagara, keep with somebody. Hell, I'll chaperone ya if y'need somebody.

[There's a splash off camera, like something jumping out of the water. Engie quickly lifts the gun up over the water and shoots. A pause passes, and from the distance you can hear somebody shout "HOLY SHIT MAN JUST USE A FISHING POLE LIKE EVERYONE ELSE".]

Careful with the super bass, by the way. They like to jump.

[... and, after a pause, Engie scratches at his beard.]

Also, uh... I been growin' bluebonnets in that new community garden, by the way. Been real nice, bein' able to get back to my farmboy roots. [He smiles slightly.] Wound up growin' too much, though. So if anybody's interested in some hand-tied flowers, y'all lemme know.

[Another splash. Engie shoots again, lightning-fast.

"MAN COME ON"]

ruinedempire

hey i have something from home. i want to know what everyone thinks! it's one of my favorites

[There's a couple of seconds where nothing is heard. But suddenly, without warning, a rather distinctive song begins to play:

yes it's the gold saucer music

And no, it's not stopping. Not for a good ten minutes or so. Probably best to just cut the feed two minutes in... or sit and listen. Maybe there's a prize at the end for listening to a 10 minute loop.

There is not.

And yes, a certain someone just acquired a Birdbox from the shop and decided to put it to good use. You know, sharing culture from your home world and all that good stuff. He might also be trying to see if anyone recognizes the music, just to take note who else is from Gaia.]

circumitus

Important question: How do you tell if someone's your friend?

Is it something that people just... know or do they have a conversation about it?

[How does friendship work and more importantly, can you eat it?]

The whole concept of friendship always seemed strange, honestly. People just decide "Hey, this person isn't a complete piece of shit"? Weird. [Well, now she might just be projecting onto herself.

[So, wait. Does this mean that she has friends? Does anyone have friends? How annoying.]

suspecteverything

If anyone know of any available jobs in engineering, mechanics, or coding weapons or engine systems, let me know. I have a lot of experience working on fighters, cruisers, and freighters.

Willing to work long hours.

I'm also available for any odd jobs anyone is willing to pay for. If it's something I don't know, I'm sure I can learn.

I don't have any dragon experience, but at the rate this is going that'll be remedied real fast. Besides, after you've had enough things try to kill you, you can generally deal with anything.

Just contact Dagger.

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