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Hello lovelies!

Just a note from the mods real quick to cover a few questions we've been asked regarding a recent gamewide development. Namely, the Collector's decision to bring various places/things/beings from other realities to Colligo.

For the most part, this is meant to signify a shift in the game. Now that the city isn't shut off from the rest of the planet, and exploration is possible even if living outside of the city currently is not, the Collector wants reasons for people to want to stick around too. Which is why he's decided to allow things from home to start popping up. However, we of course don't want things to get completely out of hand, so there are a few guidelines.

( Cut to spare the friends page. Please read! )

As each situation is unique and this is something fairly new that can impact the game in a large way, we ask for the time being that anyone who wants to bring in any item/being/place from home that they please ask us first. You can feel free to respond to this post, if you would like, or you can also contact us via our mod post.

Thanks and if you have any comments or questions, feel free to ask!

~ Jessy, on behalf of the Colligo Mod Squad

Attention citizens of Colligo! The Collector has decided to take the fact that Earth is a seasonal planet into consideration for this time of year. Characters waking up this morning (November 12th) will note light snowfall coming down for the heavens. The snowfall will remain constant and light throughout the week. Will it stop or become heavier? You'll have to wait and see! We'd advise, however, being mindful of the low temperature and the snow that will surely start sticking to the ground.

If players have any suggestions for Winter-themed events of any kind, please comment with them here! We have a few in mind, but we'd love to do more things you guys want to see happen here in Colligo. :)

It was a ridiculous holiday, one The Collector didn't see much point in. The notion of grown individuals dressing in costumes like children and indulging in sweets that could damage teeth and weights seemed stupid and pointless at best, but it was something the people in his city were anxious for and couldn't stop talking about. Well, he'd have to do something about this, wouldn't he? He'd indulge them, but in his own way. Let them have their candy and cakes and costumes, but should they choose the latter, there were going to be consequences in the form of a twist none of them would see coming...save those who were already familiar with the one The Collector had brought forth to carry out his bidding and watching them scramble about trying to save the day would be part of the fun.

"Are you ready?"

To his right, a figure of a man who could easily be dismissed as any ordinary human being stepped forward, the corners of his lips curling up into a wicked smile. "Of course."

"Excellent."

( ALL CHARACTERS WILL FIND THE FOLLOWING INVITATION PINNED TO THEIR DOORS. )
MOD NOTE: As stated on this post, the Halloween Costume Ball is optional. Your characters do not need to participate in the party itself to react to the chaos that will follow. If you have not yet selected a costume for your character(s), please do so before the 29th. In accordance with the poll results, the event will last for one week. Keep an eye on the game comms for more IC developments in relation to this plot.

Questions, comments, suggestions? Don't hesitate to contact one of the mods!

How irritating, The Collector thought to himself as he lounged back in his chair, the monitors that showed him what was happening in his city flashing from building to building and person to person, from this angle and that, showing him nothing of great interest.

This was never his intention, to let his collection get so comfortable within his city and yet, some of them were. They were mingling and making friends, developing romantic relationships and other such bonds that were making their interim here in his city more of an interstellar vacation and not the experiment he'd been conducting. It was an interesting set of details to add to the many notes he'd taken on their interactions thus far, but he did not desire for them to be happy. If he wanted that, he would have left them where they were and observed them in their natural habitats. No, he wanted to collect them, to hoard them and keep them in his city, acting the way he wanted them to act.

And this was not the way he wanted things. Not at all.

"Time to do something about that, wouldn't you say..." He turned to face a figure standing at his right. "...Barbas?"

"Like I said, I'll create your chaos for you... Just so long as I get to do what I wish with the Charmed Ones," Barbas drawled, fingers steepling as his gaze flashed out over the monitor. Piper, Paige, and Prue, all three caged in and in the perfect position for the ultimate revenge.

"Do not let them occupy your attentions. I expect you to make all of them suffer."

"Oh, I will. They will. They won't even know what hit them."

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Okay! We're going to try to keep this as short and sweet as possible, but as this is going to be covering the ins and outs of the next baddie to come to Colligo, everyone please read it all the way through, okay?

( Cut to save the friends pages )

"...more like large packed into tiny cages than humanoids in a suitable habitat," The Collector mused to himself as he surveyed his collection.

The dorm-like apartments he'd provided them with were beginning to fill as he found more and more suitable specimens and he found that even though they were given a bed, washroom, clothing, and entertainment, they didn't seem to like their dwellings. Perhaps he'd underestimated what they would need.

He also seemed to notice how the residents, aside from those who attempted escape, tended to stick close to the apartments. At first he blamed it on them, assuming they lacked a proper sense of adventure, but then he began to realize that didn't venture out as far due to a lack of means of doing so! In his rush to complete the habitat he'd set up for his prized collection, he'd neglected to give them transportation.

"A bit of everything," he said to himself, "and perhaps a little something of their own."

Luckily for the residents of Colligo, these were problems he could easily remedy.

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! MOD NOTE

As you have likely noticed, the Collector decided to make a few key changes to Colligo late last night. In order to avoid any confusion and to give you all a place to post any questions, we're going to cover what those changes were here.

( EVERYONE READ! THERE *WILL* BE A TEST. SORTA. )

Questions? Comments? Don't hesitate to contact us or leave a note here or in the mod inbox. If you have suggestions for future events, we'd love to hear them!

The Collector sits in his chair, frowning in disappointment, irritation coursing through his being at the failure of the rain to spark any sort of worthwhile response from his current collection.

After a moment he raises a hand, beckoning with a swish of his wrist as his fingers pluck at the air for one of his suits of armor to step forward. It does and he commands, "Turn it off. I tire of this."

The suit nods and turns to walk off, but The Collector seizes one of it's great metallic arms. Without the body moving, the helmet turns around on it's chain mail neck to stare at it's master.

"No hesitation. No drizzle. Turn it off and the sunshine back on."

Again, the suit nods and leaves to do as ordered once his master lets go of it's arm.

Settling back into his chair, The Collector laces his fingers together in his lap. "We're not done yet. This is only the beginning."

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! MOD NOTE

Almost as soon as the rain has started, it has ended. One moment, it's pouring down rain and the next, the sun is shining brightly. The only evidence to the rainfall that once plagued the city is the standing water in the streets, which is quickly running down into storm drains and being dried up by the bright star in the sky.

With this, we start our event schedule. Events will take place once every month, typically starting on the 1st and running until somewhere between the 10th and the 15th. The period of time following the event is what we're dubbing the "recovery period," as to allow players time to adjust/cope/etc. with whatever sort of affect the event had on their character(s). Of course, major plot events will be extended as saw fit, but in these instances, the players will be notified of the event extension ahead of time.

If you have suggestions for future events, we'd love to hear them! The more ideas we have to pick from the better! Suggest your events here.

Unbeknown to the people filling the city below, a man with pale white skin and dark eyes is watching them from his observation station above. He sighs in irritation, frowning at the various displays on the screens before him, obviously displeased with the events that are playing out before him. He had hoped that the chaos of being brought into this city without warning would be enough, but it seems his collection is already starting to bore him.

"Time for another element," he says, snapping his fingers.

A suit of armor steps forward, clapping a fist to it's chest and bowing respectfully.

"Turn on the weather systems. Set for...severe thunderstorms for now. We'll see how they do with that and up the levels if we must."

The suit nods and disappears into the background as the white-faced man smirks, drumming his long, thing fingers on the arm of his chair. During his survey years in which he tore through the galaxy, looking for those worthy of his attention and listing potential candidates, he'd come across many tales and legends and most interestingly: nursery rhymes from a planet called Earth that he had, ironically enough, designed this very city after.

One of those particular rhymes was chanting itself in his head as the suit returned to signal that the storms had been started.

"Down came the rain and washed the people out!" He chanted in a sing-song sort of voice as a devilish, unnatural laughter filled the rooms of the station.