mandalus :: the city of fates.

[The feed starts with a startled looking Nous, breathing hard, his eyes wide. He looks flushed, and excited, like he knows some sort of secret that he can’t help but tell everyone.] We’re going to be attacked! The Serpent will attack us! Praenuntius saw it; there’s an army and the Serpent and blood on spring flowers and more than you can count and- and-

[He takes a calming breath, straightening up. He can already feel some of the responses to his message. He’s not even got onto the important bit yet.] You are not to be scared. You will fight, and you will be brave, to protect Mandalus, and your friends here and at the worlds you knew.

We have time to protect ourselves, to arm ourselves against the Serpent and the army it will bring. This is a call to arms, a plea to those of you with the skill and knowledge to create weapons enough for us to win this battle. This could be the end, the decisive victory that we need for you all to go home. But we need your help, or we are powerless.

Doctor Magnus, you asked me if I could give you more information. This is it. Help us now, you and your scientist friends, your Doctors and professors and those with understanding beyond normal means! Meet in the Central District, and together form a grand weapon capable of defending the City from those who wish us harm! Offer your assistance willingly, all of you, and we may yet all survive.

[The video clicks on to the sound of humming, soft and light, it's a song at its end, falling to silence. Then a drawn breath -- short and sharp before words begin without a proper source for them.]

Wake up, wake up, wake up. I tell you to wake up! [The voice is still light, like a whisper, but enough to rouse, even if it's not quite solid. Not quite real.] Are you awake my sweet ones? My cursed ones? I do regret letting you go -- but my siblings say I must. They've no sense of fun. None. Wouldn't you agree? I think you would. I know you, you see?

But I am being very rude. They say I must be kind. Kind like Mother was kind. For I must be as she now.

( Child, lollay, lullow, you have come into, an alien world )


[ooc: time to wake up Mandalus! They shall be waking up feeling strange like they've gone on one hell of a trip or a wild party and a little bit disorientated in the strange places they've woken up (which can be anywhere!). Please hop over here and fill out this for me, darlings~]