Welcome to Night Vale: In Character

First, I would like to apologize for how late this post is. I'm afraid I've allowed myself to get rather distracted by the portals reawakening. It's just so interesting. They went dormant for such a long time and then it all began again.

At any rate, I've been so delighted to see so many scientific minded people coming here. As someone who was once an outsider in Nightvale, I can understand how fascinating our town is.

That's why I am happy to announce that we've cleared out one of the older laboratory buildings for your use. It's set up to suit any area of pursuit and anyone is welcome to use it. Unfortunately, it is a little haunted but other than that, it's ready to go.

I just suggest using a great deal of caution in looking into things in town.

Don't mind Cecil. He's sweet, but he worries too much about some things. The woods outside of town are completely harmless. Not the forest he said turns people into trees. That one is probably not so harmless. But my woods won't hurt anyone. In fact, sometimes people find what they need there.

( the voice that comes over the network is smooth but with an edge, the sort of voice you expect to hear narrating an old school noir detective film. he also doesn't seem to be aware that he's broadcasting. )

No. No no no. This can't be real. Get it together, Steel. This is just in your head. Residual radiation poisoning or you've finally cracked.

( a pause and a quiet, bitter laugh )

Guess it was just a matter of time after all...

What the fuck is all this then?

I'm too sober for this bullshit.

Sypha? Has anyone seen a woman? Red hair. Mouthy. Prone to setting things on fire.

Travelling somewhere unintended by way of magical portal is becoming an alarming regularity in my life as of late.

I assume there's been no way found to reverse this as of yet?

This is SO COOL.

Well, I suppose I owe Hermione a Gallon for her theory on alternate universes.

Where's a decent place to get something to eat around here?

who: Caleb Widogast & Julia Wicker
what: Caleb doesn't care what Cecil says. Forests don't just appear from nowhere.
where: The New Forest
when: after this
warning:
status: In Progress

( Forests didn't just spring up overnight without some sort of mitigating factors. )

Hello, citizens of Night Vale and people who remain inexplicably displaced here. So really, hello citizens of Night Vale and new citizens of Night Vale. Cecil Palmer here.

Just a few things.

First, a new forest has appeared out of nowhere on the outskirts of the city. Nobody is sure where it came from, mostly because nobody has bothered to ask or investigate, and it's best to approach it with caution. Really though, if it's anything like other forests that have appeared out of nowhere, it's probably nothing to worry about. Just, if the forest tries to compliment you, take anything the trees might say with a grain of salt. And, maybe, don't linger for too long. You never know what might happen. Maybe you'll turn into a tree yourself and add to the forest's numbers. But that was just the one forest, so probably not.

Also, School Board elections will be held soon. Granted, these elections are hardly democratic, and it seems likely the current President of the School Board will remain in power. As everyone knows, the current School Board President is the Glow Cloud, a sentient cloud that glows in a variety of colors and occasionally hurls dead animals at people. The Glow Cloud is all powerful. The Glow Cloud is all knowing. The Glow Cloud is mighty and terrible and awe inspiring. All hail the Glow Cloud. Also, topics on the schedule for the next PTA meeting are whether gel pens cause autism, the answer to which is the same as the answer to every other meeting question about whether random items cause autism - that answer being no, and proposed changes to the militia training our students receive.

In other school news, the Night Vale Scorpions will be playing their homecoming game against the Red Mesa Ant Carpenters. Heading the Scorpions line up this year is senior, Megan Wallaby, who is showing great leadership skills. For those who don't know, Megan was born as a grown man's detached hand, though she did receive a donor body a few years ago. With Megan at the helm, the Scorpions really do stand a chance of defeating their bitter rivals. Let's go, Night Vale!

The Library has been destroyed, once again, in a freak fire. It has also, once again, reformed completely overnight. Unfortunately, it still does seem to contain librarians.

The Scientists of Night Vale are investigating, well, something, probably. They usually are, in any case. Night Vale's head Scientist, the perfect and wonderful Carlos, has been making a lot of notes on a white board and hmm-ing, and then doing things with beakers and then making more notes. This, as we all know, is how science works. His brow is also furrowing adorably with concentration. Also, he is my husband and he is perfect and I love him. I might love him more if he took a break from science to eat something.

Open Mic Night at Dark Owl records will be every Thursday night starting next week. Owner, Michelle Nguyen says that anyone can perform, so long as they don't do music or comedy or spoken word. Owner Michelle Nguyen's girlfriend Maureen says to ignore her and perform whatever you want because really, life is meaningless, so what's the big deal anyway.

And, as always, tune in to my radio show for more updates on life here in Night Vale.

Huh...

This is unexpected.

Right. This might as well happen.

Where do I get a drink?

Getting dragged to another fucking world against my will. Must be a Tuesday.

Where's a good place to get drunk around here?

who: Molly and Caleb.
what: Molly got a new tattoo.
where: Their bedroom.
when: Afternoon.
warning: References to character death.
status: In progress.

( molly was starting to like night vale )

So, far as I can tell from what they're telling me is that I've got some friends already here, this strange kind of dislocation is happening for a lot of people, and this town is about as far from the coast as you can get. That about cover it? Because other than that, I'm in the dark. This is a handy little device though.

They said there's a lot of strange folk here too, so I'm Fjord, for anyone who doesn't know me. If you see a group of people calling themselves the Mighty Nein, point me that direction please, I'd appreciate it.

Oh dear.

This does complicate things a bit...

So. I have a proposal for anyone skilled enough for it. And I hope that more than a few people are as I'm entirely unsure as to what sort of obstacles we will be facing, exactly.

We've been told that there is apparently an infestation in the library which prevents people from utilizing the facility without risking their lives. While my experienced with librarians has been nothing but pleasant with very few exceptions, this place is... odd enough that I am not going to outwardly doubt such advice.

But at the same time, I am becoming itchy with having no access to such a facility. So I propose we gather together and take down these beasts.

What the fuck is this and who do I have to punch in the face? Because let me tell you, I really want to punch someone right now and it's not gonna go well for whoever I'm punching, so someone should send me home right now, get me?

✉ So Molly and I may have had a lengthy conversation last night.
✉ That we probably should have had before.
✉ I have to admit that I have no idea what I'm doing.
✉ And I may be more than a little terrified.
✉ But I promise I'm going to try not to mess things up.

who: Molly and Caleb.
what: Nightmares and feels.
where: Their bedroom.
when: Middle of the night.
warning: References to character death.
status: Complete.

( we were almost something, weren't we? )