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[Filtered to The Mage, The Bard, The Banished, Bat-Man, The Band Geek, My Sister, and My Girlfriend's Dad*]
Guys, I think something's wrong with me. I got stung by a plant with pretty flowers that smell good and now I can't remember the right names for things. Or for people. I don't even know if this filter is going to work. Do I need to go to the magic doctor?


*if one of these labels could also apply to you, feel free to decide you can see this filter

Okay okay so why are so many of you people married?

There's not like a dominant religion here saying "do it or perish eternally in a lack of atmo", and it's not a law (I think?? I haven't studied many laws here but so far it's like the legal system here is ~just good vibes~), and it seems like most people choose to raise their own offspring which okay, cool, choice, don't get me wrong I'm not keen on implementing a Nursey-type system, but also ick?? but also fine. Look at me, I'm being so! freaking! open! minded!



But the marriage stuff, I can't figure it out. Are there like tax benefits?? What the hell. Why saddle yourself legally with a long-term relationship? Explain it to me like I'm five. I promise this is not me trying to shit on your customs and if I do feel free to shit on mine; it'll be cultural collaboration.





Also hi I need a job; my larder is bare, etc etc etc.

Who pushed me into the blood pool last night? I am not mad, I swear.

Follow up: Who told the children about the blood pool?

YOUTHS FILTER [AKA AGES 16-22]

Look, I know a lot of us aren't supposed to be this age normally but we are and we're here for fuck knows how long so I think we need to have some kind of get together. A party, as it were.

Thing is, I have plenty of money for things like food and drinks and shit, but I don't really have a place. I'd say at the place I've been staying, but there's an old as all hells gnome, an anxious bard that probably needs a fucking nap, a literally tiny child, and FCG and while most of them are fine, they still kind of, you know, cramp some style.

So: party tonight, I can make sure there's drink and all that, but anyone have a suggestion on the where? Don't know how long we'll all be here so might as well fucking enjoy it while we can.

OLD AF GNOME, BLUE BARD-IN-CHARGE, & FCG

I have plans tonight.

This is me showing some fucking growth and not just disappearing so I think that means you're supposed to show you trust me by not following me around.

I awakened this morning to discover that my husband is thirteen years older and has no recollection of Vallo. Is anyone experiencing similar difficulties?

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Hold the FUCK UP. How is it April when it was just January? 😭 I mean, I know, it's fucking Vallo, but it feels like I remember being here like yesterday??

Where are my people at? Adaine? The Hangman was here like five seconds after I left the DOA, and it's honestly kind of rude that he didn't bring you with him if you're still here.

I went to the cellar with a few adequate enough bottles from local Vallo vineyards to attempt the beginning of restocking what I had absconded with from myself and ( cut for image! )

Thank you, Vallo. Several bottles include good years of Solvia Groves Diamond Plum Wine as well as some rice wine from Rosohna that I have not had since dropping here three years ago, and so I am pleased. I am also changing the physical locks and the wards. Perhaps it is time for heightened spellwork, to protect against myself. Caleb, I need all of our oil and any unenchanted rod we have hidden away. And Gilmore, fair warning, I am coming to buy all of your incense and string.

So I know the whole moving in the middle of the night could have jostled things but does anyone else feel...different? Like, stronger, I guess?

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.

I don't know what any other scouts are seeing, but there's significant troop movement in the northwest and at the Vallo City perimeter. Interitus is gearing up for something. Blue, I'll have a full report for you when I get back.

Watch yourselves out there.

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.

The problem with keeping your more prized spell components, books, and wine locked away where few know to look is that one of those "few" apparently includes your future self that has the stickiest of fingers, it would seem. Not even a payment left behind by way of the apparent spell for time travel, either.

Please know that I understand this is the least of our worries and I am not trying to make light of a very real situation, but I feel better having lodged my complaint nevertheless. I am willing to lend aid if I can, either magically or through research.

Also, to add: the honeymoon was lovely, I continue to be grateful to be legally attached to my husband, and Aeor is still very cold. The lights are reminiscent of the last Apogee back home that I remember from my youth, too, which leads to an odd sense of nostalgia.

[OOC - Please note that in any visuals, Essek has longer hair and an eyepatch over his left eye with visible scarring on that side of his face/ear/head k ty bye.]

This is so awkwa Figured out time travel, but did not plan how to

Hello. It feels odd to introduce myself as many of you already know me, but I am Essek Widogast and I'm here with Caleb (also) Widogast. If my husband's perfect recall can be relied upon, which I am willing to stake most everything on it, the versions of us that you know normally should still be deep within the Aeor that was brought to Vallo, being very much themselves while surrounded by ancient Exandrian magic and technology.

Which is to say, and I'm doing a poor job of getting to the point, we are from a different timeline and time. A few hours ago, we were in 2033 within a branch of the future that is hopefully not your own. The Temporal Concurrence and the aligning of the leylines does, it seem, allow for some otherwise so-called impossible magic when one(s) puts many months of work into entirely too many sleepless nights their wizard mind(s) to it.

I cannot promise to keep a long story short as there are many moving parts and I tend to be accidentally verbose in the best of times, but I think many of you may remember the attack from Interitus that happened in August of 2021. He was not as gone as we had all hoped and is now wreaking havoc upon my and Caleb's timeline. Thanks to the concurrence and the influx of magic, our intel is advising that he is planning on ascending beyond his current form into something akin to godhood. Should he do so, his powers will be made more or less limitless and there will be no stopping him from traveling freely within timelines to destroy every version of Vallo, as has been his will all along. Our version has just been practice for him.

As for why we have broken through literal time and space to visit the past, we are seeking aid. This has already been discussed with the DOA, but there are a few things that we are here for specifically.

First, Interitus is using a simulacrum of sorts as a power focus, which has allowed him to bide his time in our world and eventually build up enough power in secret to take over. We believe that this simulacrum had already arrived in March of 2023--in February, specifically. We do not know where, but our hope is that you fine people will be able to locate and destroy it, specifically at the height of the concurrence to not give away our plans.

Second, Caleb and I are in search of a very specific tome from the Great Library. We unfortunately do not have access to the Library in our time as you do now, but we believe that the tome we are looking for has information regarding locating the object needed to pierce through Interitus's magical defenses. If any librarian friends are willing to volunteer to help with that, as we do need this before we return to our time tomorrow, it would be greatly appreciated.

Finally, and I realize that this is the largest ask of them all, a vision from one of the Prigany psychics has shown us that there are specific people in the future that aid in the efforts. Our understanding is that these people come to us from your timeline and travel to our own. We have a list of those people, who I will be filtering separately with more information. Please know there is no expectation. We are not here to force anyone to help, regardless of psychic visions.

This is long and a great deal of information for a Monday, I understand. Caleb and I are here to answer any questions that we can--at least those questions that do not pose more harm to the timelines than our being here already might.

FILTER TO AURORA MORNINGSTAR, BILLY KAPLAN, BO DENNIS, COBB VANTH, DANIEL ARLINGTON, GALADRIEL HIGGINS, GANSEY, GLADIO AMICITIA, IRIS AMICITIA, KATOU YUE, KELLACH DONNALLEN, KRATOS, LAN XICHEN, LILA PITTS, LYDIA MARTIN, ORYM, OSTYIA RABALSKA, REMUS LUPIN, ROGIER, SAM WILSON, SARA LANCE, STEVE HARRINGTON, TALLY CRAVEN, TENNAL HALKANA, THOM SUMMER, TYLER LOCKWOOD, VEX'AHLIA + CALEB WIDOGAST

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Hi, everyone. Just a quick reminder as things pick up to continue to use our codenames in the field, just like Morgan brought up today with network security, it's good practice to have an extra level of protection should communication somehow be intercepted. If you need a reminder, don't worry, I have a list*.

Also because I'm freaking out about my dads hurtling through time and space and I have to feel like I'm doing something to help and I'm pretty sure he was going to ask anyway. Maybe? with the upcoming mission I thought I'd take one thing of of my dads' plates and compile a list here of people's requests from the past.

Things to note:

1. We have no real guarantee of what can and cannot come back, these are simply suggestions/requests.
2. We also have to keep in mind how long they'll be traveling for and the logistics of getting back here. If you want a milkshake, it may become...soup by the time it gets here.
3. There are only so many people who can bring so many things. A helicopter would be amazing, but again, logistics.
4. Tree Swallow reserves the right to say yea or nay to any and all requests.

Everyone minus the Dads

Kiri wants to throw a sort of like, 'hey, before things get crazy' party on Monday night not a coincidence. And at first I told her no, but then she called me a buzzkill and threatened to change my codename to Lame Duck and Buzzkill, so. I caved. We'll have Luka, I know many of you have kids too, so we can wait until everyone goes to bed, or start early on and have the kids come too, and then restart when they go to bed.

If you think this is a terrible idea, please take it up with my sister and then you too can be Lame Duck and Buzzkill and Kiri can make quacking noises at you for hours.

Dads

Tatíneks, what do you need? How can I help? What can I do? I already packed your bags with supplies, I already know what to do with Luka for his bedtime routine.

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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.

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FILTERED TO FRIENDS:

Ja hello, if you did not know, Essek and I are departing tonight on a short belated honeymoon to Aeor. We wish to experience the leyline aurora there and study how the magic affects it.

We plan to return home on Tuesday. Kir and Kiri are under the care of Vax and Gilmore but please feel free to borrow them if they are willing. They are on a long weekend school break and Kir has his homework done for the next three months, as far as I am aware.

We have our sending stones for emergencies but will not have our electronic devices, so do not get into too much trouble without us. Oh! Ah- the Wizard tower will be going with me, so it will not be available for those days. I am sorry for the inconvenience.

The internet, as it occasionally does, inspired me, so I spent far too much time this morning creating the following as part of the school lunches for the children under my joint care: ( Cut for pics! )

I do not know when I became this person that had small cutters to make cheese flowers, but I have come to accept this about myself at this point in my apparent development as a person. It is, as they say, what it is.

CALEB

I have a proposal for you.

Alright, so here's the thing. I've been here a fucking second now and I've got my people, but there's a lot of you people out there that I'm damn curious about. And, you know what, no matter how long you've been squatting here, be it fucking forever or you got here yesterday, you are damn curious about some people, too. So it's time for a drinking game, just without the drinking unless you are drinking on this weird exchange of a Da'leysen afternoon, in which case, fucking great, you're my kind of people.

Anyway, the game is simple. Point out something that you're curious about the person, then follow it up with a hearty what the fuck is up with that. (Don't actually have to say that, but it's highly encouraged and you're open to judgement if you don't.)

For example, someone could look at me and go: You're green, asshole. What the fuck is up with that? And then I'd answer.

And that's the game. Real fucking simple.

Also, I don't fucking know everyone around, so feel free to chime in so other folks can reply to you and get nosy. It's a gods damn free for all, okay. You reply, people ask questions, you ask questions, just fucking ask questions alright, go.