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[An anonymous video post starts up, though that seems to be the only attempt the sender made to hide himself. In fact, he's in plain view, cautiously eating a bowl of the most common sweet food that didn't immediately repulse him. It becomes immediately obvious to everyone watching that the nearly middle-aged man simply forgot to log on out of sheer laziness. He starts talking calmly and casually, as though he was just chatting with a good friend.]

I just have to thank the generous souls that invited me over again for everything they've done. I swung by the place you set up and I just love what you've done to the place. My soul really just opens up the room, you know? Now, I would have gone for a mirror or a poster there, but hey, that's just me.

[He eats another spoonful. Everything about his demeanor stayed exactly the same, no matter how sarcastic that last remark was. By now, a kedan employee had noticed that someone had brought particularly sticky food to the console, and came over to check on him. Dante looks away from the console shoo him off.]

Look, I'm not messing up your thing. See? You can stop checking in every five minutes.

[The kedan walks away grumbling, and Dante looks back to the screen.]

As long as I'm here, let's talk business. I'm stuck here as long as that big, ugly whatever is up there in that castle, so please, explain to me exactly why the big bad whatever in that castle isn't dead yet? I appreciate that you saved the main event for me, but I'm sure the rest of you are chomping at the bit waiting for a piece of this thing.

[He's not casting dispersions, just the opposite. He would go charging into into the castle himself the moment he got his powers back, but there's one question nagging him: If there are so many powerful people here, why could none of them take care of this? Dante wasn't stupid enough to charge in there until he knew why the problem wasn't already dealt with.]

[Oh, except he forgot something he was hoping to put off for as long as possible. Well, might as well get it over with...]

Oh, and I guess I should ask, just in case I'm here for the long haul. Anyone know of a place someone can get a job with flexible hours? Judging by the way the locals are acting, I doubt opening up my old shop's going to work here. I was a bit of a freelancer back home, so I'd like to be able to set my own schedule.

[He'd usually just say "I like working once a week at best", but he actually has to worry about things like good impressions and not alienating people, since he no longer has an agent to do all of the socializing and damage control for him. He's very unused to it, but he thinks he did a good job. Okay, maybe he didn't do a good job, but he could have done worse.]

notaheroascientist

[the screen turns on to reveal Carlos in his ever-present lab coat, pushing his glasses up his nose as he nervously grins at the screen]

I believe this is the point where introductions are in order, so...my name is Carlos and I am a scientist. I am not of this world, but from what I have been told neither are any of you. I'll need to run some surveys on that later - scientifically speaking, other worlds are very exciting. I mean, I'm here in a world where an entire city can be built on the back of a giant turtle the size of - well I don't know what size yet, I'll need to run some tests, or maybe just find an accurate map - but it's got to be at least the size of Rhode Island! There are just so many rules of physics that this thing must be breaking! Like, how does a turtle that large even float? And that's just in this world, I can't even begin to hypothesise about what else might be...

[Carlos coughs, suddenly remembering that this is actually the time for introductions, and figuring out what on earth (or in this case, what on turtle) he is meant to be doing next, and not time for Science]

Um. Yes. But I can figure that all out later, I'll need time to organise a proper survey questionnaire anyway. In the meantime - this is me, hello [Carlos waves quickly], and I would really appreciate it if someone could tell me where to get food, groceries, that sort of thing. Also is all of this [Carlos waves around him to indicate the place he's been set up in] something paid for, or am I going to need to pay this all back? I meant to ask, but I kind of got distracted with all of my questions about the turtle.

Also I...I realise this is a long shot, but the last otherworldly universe I got stuck in had this fantastic wifi, and I didn't have to worry about my phone's battery dying either. Which meant being stuck in a desert that was not of this world wasn't so bad, because I could still ring home. That...that's not going to be possible here, is it? I mean, obviously if time is not passing in my world then there is no time in which anyone will be able to answer the phone, but I...I just thought I'd check. Just in case.

problematical

[ River has stayed in the city while most of the Foreigners venture into Valishaera and the less-pressing thrum of white noise they create has helped her focus, working away studiously at her computer. Picking apart the console's coding structure is peaceful and it occasionally throws out randomized bits that even she doesn't expect. Thus as people come trickling back to the city between jaunts into the Dreaming side, they will find a fully encrypted message containing a permanent code to install waiting for them as a follow up to this plan. Those who worked on the project: Aya, Rex, Mike, River and others, can probably find embedded fingerprints of their work in the final result. ]

Ladybird, ladybird fly away home, your house in on fire and your children are gone. All except one and that's little Ann, for she crept under the frying pan.

You can all talk in secrets again.

[ OOC: Full encryption functionality restored for the network! ]

solo_patria

[The same stern and properly buttoned up Enjolras appears on everyone's screens again, but there is something a little different about the man than only that, a spark of something in his gaze. It is not the same brand of happiness that he's displayed in many of his postings here, but it is something of a flame regardless, as tiny as it may be. He's clearing his throat and leaning in a little, waiting a few moments before proceeding.]

It has occurred to me that we have many people of talent here whose skills are being underused, or perhaps not used at all, and many important goings on around us that deserve to be addressed in the right fashion. True, we have the radio program, but there is likely still more that can be done in regard to the sharing of information. In short,

[And here, that spark that's not entirely dead seems to be growing in his eyes, just a little. Perhaps it is no longer the blue of ice, but the blue of fire as well. At any rate, it is there, and open for anyone watching to note.]

Tu Vishan has many stories, and, of equal importance, just as many storytellers gathered here. I think that it is time we work to follow these stories as they happen, to report the goings on around these stories, and, perhaps most importantly, to be a voice for all the foreigners settled here, no matter how long or short their time has been.

In short...In short, I would propose that we begin a newspaper, with the intent of focusing on all events from the foreigner's eye. We would provide information to our readers, gather it, and report and compile all that we have seen with our own eyes.

Ideally, given that language is something of an issue given we are all from different places, I would also suggest that translators are welcome along with our reporters, so that our news might reach everyone, regardless of the languages they read and write. The last thing I would wish is to exclude anyone from our endeavor.

If anyone is interested in doing this, in creating a paper and witnessing and reporting history here as it is made, I would certainly welcome you to join me on Thursday evening, starting around six o'clock in the Earth sector's largest cafe where we might discuss organization, our approach to others, and the sort of work we will need to get started.

I do hope as many of you as possible who would be interested in this are able to join me for what I hope will be quite an exciting venture.

Thank you for your time, as always.

[And back to your now regularly scheduled Enjolras, all pale and stern as they come, as if his excitement over starting up a newspaper has never happened. Back to business as usual then, turtle, carry on!]

OOC: [So, yes, Enjolras has gotten permission to start that newspaper I was asking about a few weeks ago, which be mostly handwaved. If your character is one who would be interested in journalism or any other aspect of the paper, please do let me know. Sign-ups will happen in a few days, via a log I will be posting!

Thank you!

-Sar (Enj's Management) ]

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