Welcome to Night Vale

So it would appear I've been kidnapped by skeletons, which I honestly just...probably should have expected it at this point? Things were going a bit too well. They're polite enough though, and they did ask me to write my own ransom note on account of how they can't read or write. Which...really, I could write anything I like. But seeing as I will probably get bored of this soon, I really ought to share their demands.

They want...okay, I probably should have paid more attention when they were telling me that part, but in my defense, I was bored and also did not really care all that much. They should have thought about this before picking me because I have never in my life not made my existence someone's problem and I intend to make them suffer. But just in case I get sick of this before they give up, I think they wanted a great deal of...I think they said fledge? So just a lot of feathers. Can't begin to say why.

In the meantime, I plan to make them regret everything. Have fun, lovelies.

I went out to the ship. The one in the desert. I can't I thought there might be some gold interesting things that that I could steal salvage, and that I might actually find some bits that I could take for the Pour Judgement. You know, kitsch. But I can't... I literally can't put into words what I saw.

It was beautiful. Massive. And it definitely shouldn't have been there. A giant white whale, just swimming in the sand like it was meant to be there. It jumped out of it and just... hovered in the air for awhile before diving back down and disappearing. It's got to still be out there. I tried to There was just too much sand for me to see where it vanished to into it. The hole filled up immediately. But It's got to still be out there.

We need to go back out there. Look for it! It could mean something.

oxventurers + friends

SKY WHALE! MERILWEN! SKY WHALE! Or Desert Whale. But it definitely looked like it could fly for a moment if it had really wanted to. Either way!

DOB! IT'S CLEARLY A SIGN! IT HAS TO MEAN SOMETHING! WHY ELSE WOULD I SEE IT?

Who knows what ELSE could be out there, too? Desert octopi? Desert sharks? Desert Cthulhu?

Honestly, I wouldn't really be surprised by that last one considering this place.

WE'VE GOT TO GO TRACK IT DOWN! We've GOT to!

This definitely isn’t Geth.

Someone has ten seconds to reply to this and explain how come I'm here again but was back in Geth before and had no recollection of this place but I do now. Or else.

i am alone.

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ooc: I am still exploring Mantis' powers and what she's capable of because they butchered her abilities in the mcu, so with permission, the loss of Peter Quill has caused a sort of Empathic psychic blast, Mantis is completely unaware that it happened. She feels strongly so she's definitely hurting and feeling alone.

Haven't slept for 74 hours

AMA

Has anyone seen Prudence? I thought she might have been trying to manage her whole... full moon thing, but it's been well over a week since the moon was full, and I still haven't found her.

Dob? Egbert? You guys are still here? Right? Please don't tell me I'm all alone again

I guess... I guess if Prudence is gone, the Pour Judgment is going to need a new bouncer. If anyone's interested. Practical things. Practical things. Don't get upset. Worry about the practical

You guys are here, aren't you? It's Egbert.

I don't like this. It's too small to write on.

Did Binbag do this? I tried roaring his name into the sky but nothing happened. A few people stared but nothing helpful happened.

Right. So since Lance is gone and building new friendships is ultimately meaningless and everyone eventually leaves the Pour Judgment could use a new bartender. Or maybe a couple. That way when someone else just up and vanishes, we won't have to drag in someone new

If anyone has any interest, just let me know.

This is fine

corazón & prudence.

Alternately, we just...shut the pub down and just stay in Necropolis-non-Sea forever and just don't try to make new friends who will ultimately abandon us any more.

That's also a thought.

I'm just so fucking done.

STOP. TAKING. MY FRIENDS. AWAY.

Thought I'd let people know who knew him that Lance Hunter isn't around here anymore. Think I'm going to go hit things and work out for a bit.

Good afternoon.

I am Arcturus Black, son of Licorus Black. I appear to have developed a terrible habit of falling into peculiar realms of existence beyond the ordinary world. I don't quite know what to make of it all.

If I may turn to practicalities:

If anyone encounters my cousin Regulus or aunt Cassiopeia, please do tell them that I am here. Aunt Cassi especially will worry dreadfully.

I am magically protecting and reinforcing the room that I have been given. It is on the seventh floor. If anyone would like any of the muggle machines or electricks they shall be left outside the door. I have no use for them and it is rather wasteful to destroy them when there may be muggle paupers here who would appreciate them.

I would very much like to write to my father in London. Is there somewhere I can purchase magical ink and paper to do so?

Yours &c.

Arcturus C. Black

Everytime I think I've gotten a handle on the single mom thing, something comes up. Like the fact that I cannot, for the life of me, put together some furniture for Mia's nursery. I will feed (and be feed I mean order pizza) anyone willing to save me from this nightmare. I don't think my thumbnail will survive another mishap with a hammer.

It appears The Last Resort is being overtaken by voracious plants. Should we... help?

Should we do something? Anything? Eldritch blast the plants, thunder wave them...grease? Them?

So, just to let you guys know, if anyone is going to end up needing a boarding space for their new birds or dinosaurs, we've been working on revitalizing the stables behind The Pour Judgment. As of right now, we should have room for four boardings at a time. But if there's more interest, we can work on expanding the area.

If anyone's interested, even just for a night or two in order to get some peace, let me know.

WEREBEARINGS

DOB / PRUDENCE
"happiness is just around the corner"

NECROPOLIS NON-SEA, full moon in March | PG | PRU IS A WEREBEAR, DOB SINGS HER TO SLEEP

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I'm starving. Moon is like that though. Hungry and... twitchy, like, you know?

I'll go and find a steak, I reckon. Night Vale ought to have a good steakhouse.

Oh! Oh! The egg hatched.

Tom! Our egg child has hatched.

It's a little bird. And it's gold. Which makes this officially the only gold I value.

Still feel like all money belongs in lakes, but that's not important right now.

What's important is the power of love. And also birds.

This is the best day of my life.

Right, if anybody has an egg they don't want to take care of, I'd love to. I didn't find one for myself and I always thought it was fun on shows and that when the kids had to take care of eggs like they were babies.

I'd be a good egg mum, I promise.

A small spark can ignite the light
And hold it in your heart
But a small thought can put it out
And hold you in the dark

When you feel
You can't figure out what's real
When you're losing grip and your fingertips are
Screaming let go

Hold on, please
Hold on