vallo

Dearest Sabrina,

I hope this letter finds you well. My phone assures me it can be sent, but it has never carried more than a few words before. Still it seems eager to try and confident in its capability.

The weather has been kind here. Vallo is an isle of kindness where even wolves offer their assistance. I struggle to understand. Do kind lands breed kind people, and cursed lands only cruel ones? I have only known true kindness once before my arrival here, limited by the sunrise. The abundance of it here still still feels unnatural.

( OOC: Yeah, Gretel is really writing a letter on the network to Sabrina because she doesn't know about filters. Oops. She did a pretty good job figuring out her phone otherwise. Lol. )

So my best partner in crime in the world showed up! My cousin Ambrose.

He's charming, thinks he's handsome, a warlock and a decent dancer.

To help him adapt to being here I'm throwing a welcome party at Lux, Saturday, at 8.

Everyone should come.

[Lucifer]

Please please please please please!!!

I've been hearing a lot about geese since I got here. Is this really a thing??

Okay, seriously, where the fuck is Mike? Bev and I have been here almost a YEAR. It's been months since the rest of you assholes showed up, and none of us have gotten yanked out yet. (Yes, I knocked on wood.) I don't think it's Vallo magic being random. Not with other people's groups still coming in fine. He's either in trouble or [...] fuck, I don't even want to go through any of my theories. It doesn't matter.

I vote we do another blood oath or something. I'm not okay with Mike still being left behind. Thoughts? Bill?

ooc: post will come from Stan's account at around 4:30 in the afternoon

HONK HONK HONK. HONK HONK HOOOOOOONK. HONK, HONK, HONK. HONK!


rough translation of: three of your friends found our lair in the park. bring food for friends. good food

KEITH + ALLURA + SHIRO

Allura was still trying to process everything that has just happened to her.

WHAT: Shiro & Keith welcome Allura to Vallo
WHERE: DOA office
WHEN: June 3rd
WARNINGS: none that I can think of
STATUS: Complete!
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Ummm, so I think we've been kidnapped. By geese? Me and two other guys...James? Stan? I was just cataloging plant life in the park. Now they won't let us leave? Why does this always happen to me