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I am Harrow the First, the Reverend Daughter of Drearburh, Ninth Saint to serve the King Undying, you cannot keep me in a b I am Harrowhark Nonagesimus of the Ninth House. I appreciate the bed but I shall not need it any longer as I am recovered from my [...] previous ailment.

Just how many of you are dead? This place reeks of it and the thanergenic levels are higher than I would have expected with how much thalergy is here as well.

Is it always this bright?

Uh, not sure what's going on here and I'm figuring someone fucked up with magic somewhere along the line, but...

( Does this belong to someone? )

[ooc; The baby in hand is much younger and Asian, but same vibes! Posted right after this and breakfast.]

I guess I have a smithing/weapons repair business now. Papa's Pride Workshop has been left to me since I'm the only remaining employee. Brigitte put her heart and soul into this and I don't want to see it going to waste. So... if anyone is still looking for employment anywhere, there are plenty of openings. I've got smithing down with a specialty of knife-making but this place can definitely use an expert on cybernetics.

Hopefully some time in the future, she comes back and the workshop will still be here for her.

Also, Vallo? Fuck you.

Filter: Sophie

I guess this is going to keep me busier than usual. So.. hugs and kisses, see you when I come up for air?

MOM? Do you want me to just off this person FOR you???? WHO IS IT????

Okay, now that I'm no longer 'fuck it all and let the world burn' mode. Which, sorry Keith.

1. If you know anyone who wants to manage a club or two lmk. Dorian's is mine again and so is Lux now but
I already have two full time jobs and am not looking for another. Also the Speakeasy, but thankfully Rory's business partner is heading up that.

2. Lucifer had a crap load of clothes and furniture and alcohol (but Roz and I took that). So open house, come for what you'd like. I'll probably donate all his books and scrolls and stuff to the Library. And I'm keeping the piano and some of the armory stuff from Maze, but well, anyone want some really cool weapons? IDK. Its a treasure trove of stuff from the beginning of well, existence, to now.

3. Also, who's up for drinks later tonight? Maybe some karaoke. Eli and I got parts in Jagged Little Pill and there will be ridiculous celebrating.

I guess these skeletons have a very specific idea of what a king should be like and sprinkled in cheeto dust before noon is not it. Anybody heard of a King Ashurbanipal?

you guys, art class critique is the worst.

it's basically what it sounds like: your whole class gets together and critiques each other's work. half of what people say is artsy bullshit that they think sounds smart, a quarter of it is mean just for the sake of being mean, another twenty percent is completely insane, and then the final five percent is actually useful commentary on the work.

someone told me "i hate that you used paint." IN PAINTING CLASS. another guy commented on the raw sexuality of my painting OF A CAVE. and i didn't even get the worst of it! they made this one girl cry, and like, no, her painting wasn't that good, but it wasn't that bad either.

i need a nap. or maybe half a chocolate cake.

After all the crazy this month, I sort of figured we could all use some silliness to cool down. But this time, instead of "today is [insert random holiday here]", you get a mini-survey! (Thank Google, even my brain couldn't come up with all these.)

Answer as much or as little as you want.

1. If you could get anything for free for the rest of your life what would it be?
   
2. You have to get a tattoo of the last emoji you used. How screwed are you?
   
3. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up?
   
4. What’s the most used phrase in your house?
   
5. If you came with a warning label, what would it say?
   
6. Do you usually sleep with your closet door open or closed?

Well, the Wilson house got hit pretty hard. If there's anyone who's in a safe location and doesn't mind taking in a friendly Rottie for a bit? I don't feel comfortable trying to leave Lola in the house even if it's on the upper floors, while I'm flying around the town.

And speaking of, anyone else out on patrol notice what looks like a massive metal head sticking out of the water near New Asgard? Not entirely sure what it is but this is a heads up for anyone who (1) does know what it is, and (2) also knows if we need to be cautious or anything.

Hey so, friendly (if you want the not-friendly version you have to pay extra) reminder that there's a Death Club (clever, right?) at the DOA building every other Wednesday evening. Dead? Dying? Previously dead? Resurrected? Dead at home? Surrounded by a ton of people who have died? Need somewhere to just... vent or talk or listen about death? Come on by.

We don't judge or make you fill out some long questionnaire to prove you're "dead enough" or whatever. It's a fairly chill group where people talk about their experiences, listen to others, offer advice and help, and a path forward to figure out how to get out of that stupid slog that comes after. Outlanders and Natives are both welcome, you'd be surprised how many Natives have been yanked back to life with the amount of necromancers running around. The survivor guilt/"why me"/"what the fuck" combo is pretty universal.

And there's free coffee and pastries.

*Disclaimer: I am not a therapist or doctor and I'm not going to pretend otherwise, but we have one on hand for meetings if you need some one-on-one time or something with a bit more structure.

Listen listen. Vallo listen.

You are so rude sometimes bjt i guess I still love you even id yoj havent brought back margo yet

So.


Who's hungry?

UH, HELLO!

I hate to alarm people but I feel like you should also know that the geese are back. Those geese. If you're new since then, you're about to learn.

Also some of them stole my knives. That's the part that might alarm. If anyone can help get them back though that would be gr-- wrong priorities

What's up, assholes. Using these things so you folks in the past are up to speed on where the fuck we're at with all this stuff. I'm not apologizing for my handwriting.

So the info that our time traveling wizard duo was able to pull from 2023 (with the help of you fine nerds back there too, thank you for that) was actually good shit, because as of a bit ago we were able to use it to figure out where the weapon is at that we can use to take down Interitus once you folks in the past destroy the simulacrum. It's in the city, because of fucking course it is, hidden away.

Naturally this means we have to put a group together to extract it. We've got our secret hidey hole way into the city to get in, but we're going to need a mix of Sneaky Shits and Fighty Fucks to do it, so ivolunteerastribute.gif and all that shit below, visitors and our regular crew alike. As always, this isn't a guaranteed safety sort of situation, but we'll need to get a lay of the land ahead of time to at least mitigate. They're a bunch of dicks, though, so no doubt something will come up so know that before you step up.

More details incoming once we have a better idea as to the group we're looking at and once we've got it secure, that's one step closer to getting this asshole fucking gone.

Hi.

For those of you new who haven't heard it a million times already (Rogier, I'm looking at you, can you feel the side eye from here, I sure hope so):

The chocobos have a treat schedule. Please do not fuck with the schedule.

I am aware they are cute, and that they have the please give me treats look on lock down at this point, but I promise you all they will live if you don't give into it. If anything they will be happier, more productive chocobos and not full of food that they love but isn't the best for them. You do not know what it was like before the schedule but trust me when I say it was madness.

If you'd like to get on the rotation to give treats during the designated treats time let me or Prompto know.

That is all.

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.
  

Which of you fuckers has the good moonshine Just want it on the record that I hate this plan. Now who wants an end of the world, we'll probably all be dead in a week tattoo? Don't be a wuss, step up.

The message is a liiiiittle late but HAPPY WOMEN'S MONTH, VALLO! Is it a thing in Vallo? I don't know but my best friend Josh told me that it was a thing on Earth and honestly, it should totally be a thing in Vallo too. Just saying.

Speaking of, what would be the reaction if I was to say that there might be a Women's Day brunch held at Castle Whitespire in celebration for it? Maaaaybe this Saturday so it wouldn't entirely be last minute? Because last minute would be holding it on Wednesday but since tomorrow is the full moon, there is no way in hell I'm going to be in any condition to host anything in the next two days.

Help me out. Yes or no on these boots?

What are some of the worst team building/bonding exercises you've ever had to deal with? Members of the defense team need not respond.