vallo

( texts to bonnie )

So you all were serious when you mentioned my getting a... job? Well. Such is the price of freedom, I suppose. Not to sell myself short, but I am uniquely qualified to be decorative and hilarious and little else that can be repeated in polite society. Unless you need someone stabbed? Do you need someone stabbed? Or perhaps something unlocked?

But only at night, of course. I'm a vampire spawn (worst kept secret, isn't it), and so can only maim, murder and preen during the evening hours. I assume is explains my hanging around your little government office the other day. It certainly wasn't out of ardor for your company so much as a requirement of survival.

I'm getting ahead of myself; I haven't introduced myself. My name is Astarion.

It's probably rather... pedestrian of me, but I'm actually looking forward to having a profession again. It's been a very long time. I've got to show up on time? Take lunch breaks? Sit at a table with other coworkers and talk about processes?

Precious.

I know its frowned on to drink at work but I will give pretty much anything you can think of if someone will bring me a bottle of something. Because it is way too early in the week for this much chatting.

This is not what I had in mind when I asked for sanctuary under an Outlander citizenship. Not that I am ungrateful. I just assumed there would be more intrusive questions and less tentacles.

Well. My thanks to the DOA office for your assistance. And to Eli Grimsbane for his hospitality and patience. I have never used such a device before. Nor any of your devices really, so please bear with me. I am Pr Cayden Yarrow of the Unsee. We have discovered that my companion friend ward eternal frustration associate is far more vulnerable outside of faerie. I have staunched the bleeding and stabilized him but I would appreciate a second look from a professional.



I don't suppose any of you has experience providing medical care to massive beings who have been spelled into the body of a human?

We've received word recently that a member of Ankou hasn't been seen since last March. This isn't official, he has not been reported missing. Some of you may remember him though, as he was active on this network for a little while. Eli Grimsbane. Last seen headed toward the Fae realm for a party. Ankou is fairly private, but people talk. If anyone has seen him or sees him in the meantime, I'd appreciate if you could let myself of Sabrina know.

I admit I am at, what humans would normally describe as, a loss. This is not a familiar feeling for Vulcans. My contact with the Enki Coven has since vanished and I am uncertain how to make the best use of my time here on Vallo, if I should even proceed with studying local magic.

I would normally seek advice from a superior officer or a friend. It is my hope, however, that advice from the network may also prove enlightening and that I might get to know my fellow Outlanders better.

I've distracted her for the last fifteen minutes with a rotating Pinterest board of ridiculous wedding ideas so that I could beat her to this announcement (because if that isn't a healthy start to an engagement, what is?):

Blue Sargent asked me to marry her and I'm ecstatic to announce that I accepted. She'll tell you she won the competition but honestly, I'm the winner, in every way. I'm a very very lucky man.

Stay tuned for more information such as dates and venues though I think that's already de but it's safe to assume you can at least find the brightest and most eclectic formalwear.

Please tell me that is going to be the worst creepy shit I’ll be experiencing in this place. I didn’t even get to finish my soup.

I spent most of the day today dealing with malicious hands creeping about the forest, so I'll keep this more brief than I otherwise might.

A year ago today I turned up in this pocket of the universe, had my world turned upside down, and I'm grateful for it every damned day. Even the ones like today. Because at the end of it all, I get to come home to the most incredible person I have ever met, chase around a set of toddlers that can test even vampiric energy limits, and fight off multiple animals for the best spot on the bed. It's more than I deserve, and never taken for granted.

Cheers to you Vallo.

A heads up for those with some younger kiddos that the library is doing a few fairy tale based comedy plays over the weekend. They're at 10:00, 1:00 and 3:00 both Saturday and Sunday in their little auditorium. Snacks will be provided.

I'll be going to Saturday at 3:00 with Lucas if anyone wanted to join us.

On a more business note! The government is offering subsidies and rebates for anyone hit by the recent events and need to do repairs to business and homes. Hit me up if you would be interested and I can get someone in touch with you. If you've already done repairs they are reimbursing as well so get me your receipts and I'll get the process started for you.

We've found the location of the simulacrum. Between access to books, connections with the local covens, and feet on the ground we were able to narrow it down and then confirm its location on Surtr's Sword. We've shared our research with the defense teams so they can begin to coordinate retrieval so we're ready for the 6th.

Huge thank you to everyone who has been working tirelessly to track this down.

Some other things to note.
- We found magic dead zones deeper in the forest. Patches of area where magic isn't working anymore.
- There are theories that the Temporal Concurrence is what originally started to bring Outlanders to Vallo (not confirmed, just thought it was interesting).
- During the height of the Temporal Concurrence there's probably going to be some Big Magic being worked here. This may lead to nothing, it may end being a big pain in the ass, but it seems to be the day to try and pull of the more impressive spells if you couldn't do it normally.

How are you holding up in 2033?

EDIT: I forgot to tell everyone in 2033 that yesterday was the return of the Geese from a few years ago. The violent ones that kidnapped people. Everyone is okay, but there was chaos. And probably geese on the menu for the next several days.

ATTENTION FUCKWADS

your cabeswater boy's loose and made the forest kick my ass

dropping coordinates for people to avoid




also i'm stuck in a cave

Hello from 2033.
I know there are some anxious people on your end wondering what's been going on - everyone who decided to travel forward with Caleb and Essek have arrived safely and are now situated with us.

As you can see we are able to communicate across the timelines at the moment using the journals some of us managed to keep over the years. If you'd like to check in with your friends and family who travelled feel free to use this entry to do so.

While the journals will be usable for the next while here we are asking for everyone to refrain from spamming too much. All magic usage is a risk, this included. We are also asking that no one mentions any specifics to the plan, the journals on our end will not leave our safe zone, but should we be ambushed here we do not want any details falling into the wrong hands. As well please keep in mind our journal stock is limited and we are all sharing only a handful, your conversations may be viewed by others.

If someone can give me a quick "hey I see this" that would be great. We are fairly confident this should work but let us know for sure.



(( note: timeline wise today this will be written once everyone is back at the outpost and has had enough time to get sorted, so late afternoon/early eveningish ))

Hey folks, welcome to the shitty future you're hoping to avoid for yourselves. Thanks for coming.

When you came from, the network is for fun. Here, it's the primary communication medium for a resistance that's scrambling to survive, and it's under constant attack and held together with paperclips and hope. This means:

• Don't try to run a bunch of data across it unless you need to. Keep your comms to text as much as possible.
  
• SECURITY IS PARAMOUNT. You'll notice the passphrase requirements are stricter than on the network you came from. That's because Murderbot got hacked/enthralled and he can bruteforce your oh-so-clever "password1" in about two seconds without even having to know you'd pick a password that dumb in the first place.
  
• Smash your device to pieces before you let it fall into the hands of the enemy.
  

Well, this is a nice welcome back.

Sup, I'm Tyler. I was around a couple of times before. Back again in time for the apocalypse? Love it. I'm going to be eating my feelings at Glenn's bagel cart if anyone wants me to take pity on me and buy me some when I run out of cash because I'm broke af.

[ FILTERED TO FRIENDS ]
Torunn, gotta give you my two weeks. I realize I just started last week, but the apocalypse calls? Which brings me to, sorry guys, but I'm on the list. I'll stop by to see people before I head out tomorrow with the wizards.

[ 12:01 a.m. ]

[ FAM & FRIENDS ]

As is my right, I wanted to be the first to say not only happy birthday, but happy first Vallo birthday, to my husband. You drive me mad at times but I can't imagine my life without you. I truly wouldn't want any other life than the one I have with you and Harry.

I love you, Jamie. Happy birthday.

Now, unless his birthday ends up as community eventful as mine, I'd like all of you to come to dinner.

Okay. Right. Three things:

1. SERIOUSLY?!?!?!
2. Bonnie? Lizzie? Everyone else I know? Who's still around?
3. How is it that I'm at the DOA for literally five minutes and Brenda was already in my space talking about her latest attempt at being her own boss????
4. SERIOUSLY?

Okay so it was four, but number one really needed to be repeated.

... Hi! So um, I've had a few weeks to adjust and sleep and figure out how to fly (!!!) now and I'm all refreshed and doing pretty good except for almost burning myself alive this mo!

I'm a vampire! AMA (Ask Me Anything)!

Hello? My name is Remus Lupin and I have recently arrived here. I was told that there were people that I knew from home here?