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[Despite being on the turtle for nearly six months, this is Rictor's first video post. He's commented with video and audio, but has largely hidden behind anonymous consoles in cafes. What with Malicant having Network access and not trusting this whole politely-worded mass abduction, it's seemed prudent.

However, this post is going up as an unencrypted video feed, because he wants people to actually trust and use the code that he's come up with to help them, and not disregard it as a potential virus from the enemy.

He's typing at the keyboard as he talks.]

I'm attaching instructions to this, walking you through how to set up your console to ping someone else's mailbox if you haven't used your login to access the network in a set number of days. It feels like there's been an uptick in disappearances lately, and I haven't been the first one to notice.

Do your friends a favor and set this up so they don't have to ask if anyone's seen you and break into your place to see if it's been cleaned out yet. If you don't have any friends, do the rest of us a favor and set it up to somebody's box so we can keep track. Use that radio guy - Kent, or whatever his name is. Shit, use mine for all I care.

This song-and-dance of "I saw the kedan cleaning her place" out is bullshit, and only covers one kind of disappearance.

maipokerface

[Console, whatever. Sure she got the run down on the thing but Mai's pretty much been ignoring it for the past day. She hasn't even bothered to really look on the network itself even if she has no intention of making an entry to it.

Now she's bothering though, mainly because she just wants to ask:]

So explain this war business to me again. Or at least try to convince me why I should care. Because right now? I really can't find much inside to say I should.

tuffguy

[ The video starts off with a close up view of a pair of eyes, but that is quickly fixed. Bolin's face comes into sight, giving not only a good view of his beautiful and gorgeous smiling visage but also of a room! Some of you might recognize the room as being a part of Mako's home. Speaking of which, Mako is currently in the background, working on something. ]

Well, I finally figured that since I've been here for some time, that I should introduce myself!

So, hey there. My name is Bolin, and some of you may have already met my older brother, Mako.

[ Bolin, moves out of the way, so that Mako can be seen a bit better. Mako is too engrossed in his work, and all he can do is just raise a hand in greeting, not even turn around to face the camera. Wow, what a loser.

Bolin makes a face before he takes up the screen once again. ]

Right! So... how is everyone doing today?

jailbreaks

[He thought a good night’s sleep would cure him from this weariness, but when he woke up in the room he remembered seeing in his dream well that was more than enough information to let him know this was real. It’s not the giant turtle that gets to him or even this sector with canals and fountains. No, it all reminds him of home. What gets him is him being drafted into some unknown war by some noble. That’s unreal. Maybe if he were a knight, it’d be different, but he discarded that idea some time ago.

Playing with the console he was taught how to use, he figured he may as well see if he can really transmit a message. If he was fooled, well, it’ll make him look like an idiot to anyone within an earshot of him. If he wasn’t, then this would be a good way to find some useful information.]

So, we’ve been brought here to fight a war, right? I’m sure that’s a question you’ve all heard lots of time from newbies like me. I get that, really, but shouldn’t I get some say in whether I want to fight? [His voice sounds weary, still tired from all this despite getting sleep. More or less finding displeasure in this situation.] Whatever, I’m stuck here, aren’t I? May as well do what I can. [Not that he sounds enthusiastic about this.]

Is there some sort of training facility around? I mean, if they want us to fight, we gotta keep up with our skills, right? If not, I’d love to have a sparring partner or two. [He grins at this point, excited at the thought of fighting otherworldy people. Are they strong? Can they actually put a scratch on him? If they can kick his ass then that’s even better. It’ll help Yuri get stronger.]

Also, I was told I needed to ‘find a job’. [He almost scoffs at this statement. The only jobs he’s had are guild jobs. Oh, and being a knight, but that didn’t go well.] I’m pretty handy with a sword and a spatula, so there’s my resume. [Cooking is even better because that gets him close to sweets to satiate his sweet tooth. He’d call that pretty even pay.]

Well, hope this went through. If not, then I probably made myself sound like an idiot trying. [He gives a lopsided grin, chuckling at the end as he’s trying to figure out how to send this and turn it off. After a few seconds of fumbling, he finally gets it.]

reliabletraitor

[So this is definitely...almost close to home with what already happened to him. It sort of figures that it would be somewhere like the back of some kinda creature. He'd minutely been concerned about where the others were, but he has this little issue of figuring out where he is first. He made sure to at least look around for himself in the beginning, so he doesn't come off as some chump unable to fend for himself. The last thing he wants is to get pegged as the guy that asked all the dumb questions or the one that gets picked on for being new.

It...almost sounds like he's talking about local bullies. He stifles some laughter at that. He checks out this device he ended up with here. At least he has the advantage of being familiar with technology similar to this. Figured out the basics on his own. He finally switches on the video function.]

I'd ask the whole thing about where I am, but I guess that is obvious enough. Can't miss being on the back of a giant turtle. Kinda grows on you after a few days. I'm just gonna skip the Q & A on that and move onto the important stuff. I can accept the turtle. I can even accept those things that dropped me off at my new home. It seems...straightforward enough.

[He doesn't really want to be stuck in yet another world. He doesn't even want to fathom what he might have to do here just to get back. It was like taking a few steps forward then taking the whole staircase back. It isn't like it is too hard for him to wear a bored mask despite his true feelings on the matter. It is pretty secondhand by now.]

If I can't get out of here then I could use some work...something more than what they handed to me. I like to keep myself busy. I'm kind of a jack-of-all-trades. If there is some extra currency to be made here then I'd like to hear about it. The name's Alvin. Nice to meet some fellow kidnapees to make a guy feel welcome.

[Part of him wants to push to ask about certain people being here. The other part of him wonders how crazy he has to be to want to locate people that might still have a little problem with him...not that he could blame them. Not like they wouldn't see this or anything all over this network. And he almost forgot...]

I'm also in the market for some gunpowder or something. I'd hate to run out. Bullets don't multiply on their own.

( Additional video message added for the kedan )

scild

[After waking up in a new world, drenched, (not at all the first impression a princess should give), and being told she has to fight in a war? Well. Please excuse her if she needs some time to adjust. This is an awful lot to take in on such short notice.

By the time she becomes comfortable enough to use her console (a feat, considering she typically leaves such matters to her friend Guy), she's made herself more presentable and manages to remain poised. As much as she's still reeling on the inside, Natalia hasn't forgotten that she's still a representative of her kingdom.]

I am Natalia, Princess of Kimlasca-Lanvaldear. I realize titles probably mean very little here, but if you would please give me a moment of your time, I'd be very grateful.

From what I understand, we have all been drafted for the same purpose. I cannot say I condone unnecessary warfare; nevertheless, now that I'm here, I won't turn my back on those who are suffering. As a master in Lanvalder-style archery and a studied healer with extensive combat experience, I'm confident that you will find no complaints about my performance.

That said, it seems I will need to support myself while I'm here. [For a moment, she sounds a little less sure of herself. This is, after all, outside of her realm of experience, but she presses on.] Naturally, my duties back home revolve around the well-being of my people. As such, I have experience in a variety of areas, including managing large-scale projects, public speaking, negotiating trade treaties, participating in rescue operations, and resolving conflicts between nations.

Is anyone in need of such a skill set? If not, I'm...most certainly willing to learn another trade.

Thank you.

wintershepherd

[ Jack's been largely off network for about a month, other than replying to those whom he's closest with. But there's too much to do and too many people who needed him to not be uselessly hung up on his own issues. So he faces the console screen with something much closer to his usual good cheer and Baby Tooth is perched in her usual spot on his shoulder. ]

There's been a lot of new people lately so I thought I'd bring this up again. My name's Jack Frost, this is Baby Tooth and I'm... kind of in charge of the Welcome Center here in the city. For anyone who's arrived lately, the kedan who showed you where your suite was should have mentioned it to you.

[ There will be a location ping that shows a very centrally located address, one that if anyone else in the city has tried to procure a business of their own will know is normally unavailable. ]

If you need anything that the kedan weren't able to provide at your suite, let me know and I'll see if I can track it down. Don't worry about if it costs money you haven't got yet. I've collected information about the city that'll help you get settled in and they're in brochures, there's books you can borrow that aren't in kedanese if you want to borrow them, like a library. Just bring them back in one piece, 'cause there aren't that many and we only seem to get more when we visit a mainland. Oh, and I have a list of some kedan shopkeepers who are willing to take on Foreigner employees so they can start working.

If you want to volunteer some time, just let me know. You don't need any kind of experience, just be willing to answer questions and help people learn about the city.

[ He thinks for a moment but can't come up with anything he's forgotten. ]

Yup. I think that's everything.

bacondivination

Ladies and gentlemen, I am bored as Hel. You folk especially ought to recognize by now just how dreadful a situation that might be when dealing with a god of mischief.

[ This is not the Loki Laufeyson people might be accustomed to seeing, but he's certainly posting from the same console that the young scamp usually does. He's apparently maybe in his late teens, but certainly no older than that. ]

So who wants to buy me drinks and see how long it takes to get a handsome Asgardian lad properly sloshed?

[ There's an awkward pause. Shit, his mom might see this.

Shit, Mistress Bianca might. ]

In the most responsible and reasonable way imaginable, I assure you. And, worry not, the attractive visage you see here is one-hundred percent the truth. For once. I am actually a man grown, I assure you. Did a little witchcraft with a lovely assistant, sorted some things out. Started a novel, too, actually, and I'm thinking of taking up yoga. Lots of personal growth going on.

And now that this has turned utterly anticlimactic, I'll leave off there.

( Private (Default Encryption) to Willow and Gene )

goodnightdearlisteners

[It's been a while since Cecil has been seen on the network - but really, he looks like the same old Cecil, sporting his too-loud clothes and smiling an easy, bright smile. There's something in his hand, just barely concealed between his fingers...something small and plastic with a faded label.]

Hello, Turtle! It's your friendly neighborhood radio host here, just...looking for a bit of advice, actually. I got something in the auctions - something that I just don't know what to make of.

[A beat of consideration, all three eyes looking towards the camera...and then he opens his hand, holding up the item in question - an old cassette tape, labeled in faded letters: 'Cecil Radio Test - Age 15.'

Also what appears to be a small, vaguely feline monster just sort of...floats behind Cecil from one side of the camera's view to the other, making a low rumbling sound and clutching a ball of yarn in long, wicked claws. But never mind that.]

See...the really weird thing is that I do not remember making these tapes. And I am curious, but I also just...I don't know what's on them. I mean, I could just play them over the radio, but they could be personal, and I just...this isn't Night Vale, I don't really want to just throw my life at people who haven't met me in person yet, you know?

[He fusses with the tape in his hands, turning it over as if maybe it will divulge a hint in the form of ethereal wailing that fills the room - but of course, it doesn't. It's not that kind of cassette tape, duh.]

I think what I really need is for someone to talk me into listening to these privately. Really sell me on it. I just have this weird feeling about them....

snedronningen

[Fire sector may notice a slight dip in temperature within the past few hours. Whoops.

A war? Elsa had no intention of fighting a war. Not after what she had just been through. And she can’t help but feel as if she’s being used as some weapon, some ultimate means to an end, and while her ‘hosts’ had been kind enough to explain everything to her it didn’t ease her feelings of discomfort at all.

She had spent most of her first day getting used to her surroundings, trying to get accustomed to the computer interface(~~A few keys had gotten stuck to her icy fingers, but she managed with some warm water~~), searching through messages. Always adapt, that was a part of being a queen wasn’t it?

There’s a small sigh of relief when she doesn’t see her sister or anyone else she cared about among the messages posted up. There was Prince Hans, but she had tried to deal with that accordingly.

Still, she’s in a foreign place all by herself. It’s time to do the queenly thing—right?

Video flips on and she shows a bit of surprise before relaxing and speaking.]

Hello, I’m Queen Elsa of Arendelle. [She had thought about hiding her title or where she was from, but Hans had decided to announce himself to the network, it’d be far too difficult to try and cover up her own identity. She won't be mentioning the ice powers quite yet, though. Call it a force of habit.] I’m new here and could use some guidance, particularly when it comes to finding a job.

[~~How does I shot job hunt?~~ Now she’ll warm up with a smile. It’s genuine, not forced, though may a touch of tiredness will hit it.]

Also, there are so many people here from places and times I’ve never heard of, I would love to hear more about every one of you.

[That’s… not even lip service. She’d been so confined to one place in her life, that now she was curious beyond reason, wanting to hear more about everything. And once she got home, because she would get home, she could tell Anna about it.]

I hope to hear from some of you very soon. Good day.

[And after a graceful curtsy, the feed cuts off.]

(ooc| If you want to tag, but don't want spoilers mentioned around your character, please feel free to drop me a line here!)

alwaysmother

As more than enough time has passed I feel obliged to seek out a means to supply myself in the name of the World Turtle’s cause.

[She just had to make sure to get this computer thing down pat first, and look at her, doing a fine job using the camera…well it’s not as shaky as it was when she first arrived and she’s quite proud of that. More to their credit than hers are the fine tutors she has had in the use of the technology.]

I have been told that one of the essentials of this world is work and seeking it out. Now that I have acquired knowledge about the status of my family and my situation this seems to be the next logical step.

[Even though it is probably out of her typical comfort zone, being the Queen of Asgard she has spent time with her people, the only position she really ever had was that of a wife, mother, and ruler. Now she had to present herself in a way that would make her seem qualified to work…

…and she wasn’t all that sure she had anything valuable to offer, but shrinking away is also not an option. So sitting upright and looking confident she continues.]

First I shall dispense with my titles, one of them at least; I cannot see how being queen of another realm would be functional realistically other than illustrating my organization, mediation, and leadership qualities.

[She could easily say these qualities could be applied to a mother, any mother.]

I also possess strength that is supplied to people of Asgard, fundamental knowledge of and concerning magic, and the capacity to fight if necessary.

These are the qualifications of Frigga--if you can harness these qualities and find a means of putting them to use then I am at your disposal. [If you need references talk to her children and ask them about her work.]

ironwood

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