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domesheriff

[Linda is sitting on a bench in the garden when she activates the feed. she's dressed casually in a coat and jeans, though her right hand visibly has a bandage around it. she looks tired, and she's obviously fallen in some mud at some point today as well]

Anybody else having trouble learning to ride their animals? [there's weariness in her tone. but a thought occurs to her then, and she adds:] Are many people going to be in the race? I know it's optional.

[while the mud is a result of her rocky attempts to learn to ride a "yoshi," her burned hand isn't. it's been a busy day, starting with testing forcefields with Agent K to try to find one like the dome followed by her riding session on the farm. needless to say, relaxing for a bit chatting with friends strikes her as a good way to end an exhausting day]

frontier_doktor

Public | Audio

[His message is quick, because he's nervous and new. Visscher came back for the project to rebuild, just in case more of the same misfortunes happened. He doesn't know if it's a good idea or not, but he might as well reintroduce myself.]

Most of the people I knew when I was first around seemed to have departed.

But I am Utrecht Visscher. I am a qualified physician in my universe, and a general practitioner by interstellar standards.

It's a pleasure and I will do my best to assist.

most_feared

Audio | Public

[Agent K really isn't sure that what he's given is accurate so far. Oh the race is- he knows that is going to happen eventually. But when he gets his own invitation he's more than a little baffled.]

So I just got this invitation. [There's the sound of beeping as he's reading through his comm.] Anyone else gonna take 'em up on it?

[Because he's not sure if he will or not. After that incident with the the slick streets, though, a good race might be fun. It's his kind of thing.]

vengeance_driven

[Public | Video]

[Once Niko's comfortably back in his home (because he had to check on his beast, which is scarfing food in the background and his big giant hound is sniffing at it like nothing at all was wrong in the past day), Niko decides to let people know he's alive.]

[He's so angry that he flipped Jeffer's network sensor on by accident. So his swears get replaced by madlib holes of hateful silence. He's still dirty, and tired, and looks like he's ready to tear off someone's face.]

What is that ▬▬▬ English saying about death being exaggerated. Yeah. Something like that.

I know a certain traitorous piece of ▬▬▬ I would like a word with, though. Where are you?! You ▬▬▬ coward son of a ▬▬▬! I'm going to find you even if you don't tell me, so might as well make this easy and not make me any more ▬▬▬ off, ▬▬▬.

[He doesn't actually stick around. He's seen turning it off and leaving. He'll be back later. But he's too pissed.]

OOC: All responses on the network will be after the actual spam thread. No worries, he's not actually going to do anything. He's leaving that to other people.

archeologue

[Belloq remains in the clothes he was wearing during the expedition of earlier, the pith helmet off his head, but the safari suit dirty and stained from a day crawling about the jungle. His head is bowed in remorse.]

I am sorry to report that Niko Bellic, wilderness guide, fell today in the course of his duty.

I will not distress with details, but only say that we were taken by surprise by a swarm of skeleton archers while exploring a temple. Niko fought bravely, and I owe my life to him. He is a credit to all who risk their lives leading us through the dangerous wilds. May the psychopomp guide him to peace.

I will be at Pugsy's tonight, raising a glass in remembrance, if any would like to join me there.

[And the lie is done. Even Belloq doesn't exactly know where that temple was. Niko, as guide, had that knowledge. There is little chance that someone will find Niko before he really is dead. And Belloq's done his duty to the Orion Syndicate, for which he'll be paid well.]

((OOC: Feel free to network reply or action spam at Pugsy's))

una_persson

[On screen: a handsome woman with chestnut-brown hair and grey eyes, wearing a tailored tweed blazer over a plain blouse. She smiles, offers a little wave in greeting; when she speaks, she has a crisp, cut-glass British accent.]

Hello. My name's Una Persson. I'm a new arrival—just accepted a post as a Travel Agent.

[A beat; her gaze flickers down for a moment.]

I've been here before, but you'll have to forgive me; my memories of that time are hazy at best. Something to do with the trans-temporal travel. [She says, as if this is somehow strange or a surprise to her, which it so very much isn't. People don't need to know everything about her.] So for all intents and purposes, you may consider me a complete newcomer.

folkscallmewander

Hey everyone! Just a reminder that we're drawing names for presents tomorrow! I'm reserving a meeting room at the hotel so that we all can meet up.

See you tomorrow!

-Wander :)

[OOC: Secret Santa log will be up tomorrow. This is a last chance for you to sign up before I randomly assign people.]

quixotically

Okay, it should be on, so --

[The video starts with a close-up of the lower part of a face. But then, Elle leans back, and the rest of her face comes into view. She grins.]

Awesome! Man, this is cool. Er -- Hi! I just got here today. Name's Elle, Elle Days, I recently signed on as a guide, so I've got training starting pretty soon, but I wanted to try this thing out. [She holds up a hand and wiggles her fingers in a wave, her smile widening.] So, uh. Hi.

I guess I could say a few things about myself? Sure, alright. Um... Back home, I do work as a courier. Which, really, means I do a little bit of everything, not just delivering mail or whatever. Running, gunning, exploring, throwing rocks at deathclaws... Getting into trouble. That sort of thing. Uh... I live in a casino-slash-skyscraper thing with my friends. Anddd... My favorite drink is Nuka-Cola. Um.

[There's a beeping noise. Elle glances to her left, and her grin is back.] Right! And I didn't come alone. I brought a friend along for the ride. [She adjusts her communicator so that a robot comes into view.] This is ED-E. ["Eddie."] He's what we call an eyebot. He's like a floating radio with lasers. And, a few other nifty tricks. Say hi, buddy.

[The robot bounces in the air and makes more beeping noises, cheerful this time.]

Oh! [The feed refocuses on Elle again. She leans in closer.] And, uh. Boone? Are you watching this, too? This is where you ran off to, right? [She smiles sheepishly.] Sorry to crash the party. But, they offered, and, I mean, d'you really think I would've said no? [Cue nervous laughter.]

Anyway, uh. I look forward to meeting all of you! Thanks. Um. Now to stop the...

folkscallmewander

[Wander clears his throat before he makes the announcement.]

Hey! So, I was talkin' with some folks here an' their plans for this month, and some of them mentioned that lotsa humans have holidays at this time of year! An' they give each other presents! So I was thinkin': why don't we celebrate it together!

Now, we all love gifts, so I came up with somethin' we all can do. [He takes off his hat and holds up upside down.] We can all get someone's name at random, like, drawin' 'em from a hat. Then, we need to buy or make a present for that person, but without tellin' 'em anythin'. Then we can all meet up for a party next month and exchange them!

So whaddya say? Anyone wanna join in on the fun?

vengeance_driven

[Public | Audio]

So, as it turns out, if you feed animals a lot here? It makes them a little ah- well, anyway, I fed my beast too much and she has decided to be a she and have a kitten.

I have Boone watching her right now, but when the kitten is old enough would someone want it? You wouldn't have to do bribe it to like you like we had to, and would be good for keeping the creepers away.

It is due any day now. When it is born? I will tell you what it looks like.

usfuzzies

Harry Mudd is one of our new vendors.

Harry Mudd.

If you're considering buying anything -- houseplant, pet, 'innocent decoration', from that man-- consider otherwise. He's a menace and he should be banned from being within twenty meters of livestock and produce let alone handling it-!

If he tells you it's neutered don't believe him, if he tells you it's 'not dangerous' remember that some systems only define 'dangerous' as 'predatory, noxious, or aggressive'. Gimlian moss barnacles aren't dangerous by that definition, and they've destroyed more ships with clogged fuel exhaust ports than I've had field rations.

Harry Mudd-!

[He cuts the feed with a wordless snarl of frustration]

most_feared

[Public | Text]

So how is everybody doin'? [Way to be generic when re-greeting everyone, Agent K.]

[Private to Import Security Personnel | Text]

I just got back. I've been told to disperse your new uniforms.

I also have somethin' important, so make it quick.

folkscallmewander

[The video feed is fuzzy for a few seconds before Wander shows up in a dark room.]

Whew! At least this still works!

Anyway, I was explorin' town a while ago when I kinda fell through the floor of this one abandoned building. I thought I saw somethin' in there and crawled in through a crack in the wall, but it turns out that holes can hide themselves pretty well in the dark.

[He points the feed to the ceiling, made of dirt with wooden beams supporting it. There's a caved-in opening up there wide enough for a regular person to fit through.]

I dunno how I'm gonna get out. That hole's kinda high. [He turns the feed back to him.] Oh well, guess I'll have to look for another way. It looks like there's a buncha tunnels in here, so might as well-

[An echoing hiss can be heard off camera in the distance, familiar to anyone who's met a creeper.]

[Wander's face finally shows some sign of unease as he whispers the rest.] Or I could look for things to stack up and climb outta here.

((OOC: This is kind of a planning post for exploring the hidden spawner room. Whoever volunteers to help Wander out is going to end up exploring the abandoned mineshafts with him in a later log to find the spawner room.))

lindir

[When Lindir's face appears, he looks a little concerned. That said, being a touch concerned at all times was probably on par for him. Those who listen closely might hear some soft cooing noises in the background.]

I was wondering if I might find someone with the knowledge of how to care for young... tribbles I believe they're called. I came across one of the creatures while in the gardens, but I did not know it was an expectant mother. There are now five.

[Lindir reaches over and lifts one up so that it could be seen by the camera. Holding it now, he actually smiles slightly. It was a soothing creature.]

I had intended on returning the mother to the wild, but I am unsure if that is wise with young ones.

folkscallmewander

[The video feed opens onto a view of the gardens, which then pans to a certain orange, smiling alien.

Only this time, Wander's fur has large blue patches growing over his body and arms, with a bit on his cheek.]

Hi there! First, jus' wanted to let everyone know that I'm doin' fine and everythin' is okay. I know that some of you might be worried 'bout this fur problem, but no need to. I was tryin' to grow back some of my hair after the props took it, and well, it worked!

Ha ha!

I bought this potion thing from a man on the street, and he was right 'bout it growin' back, but I had no idea that it'd turn be all blue. I should be okay once everythin' else grows back.

[Which might take a few weeks]

Jus' wanted to let y'all know not to worry!

[He winks and gives a thumbs up to show off just how alright he is.]

usfuzzies

Someone wasn't doing inventory on liftoff--

[Ben's red whiskers bristle irascibly. This is careless stuff. It happens, but he doesn't have to like it.]

Everyone who goes outside the fence should already be counting their gear, but if you needed a reason, these props are it. Adaptive little critters like this can wreak havoc on an ecosystem, and this ecosystem is plenty problematic already.

The largest 'predators' on Quadratus, the spiders, won't eat props. Hounds may be able to detect them and hopefully the pseudofelinoids-- the beasts or the cats depending on your parlance-- will think they're tasty. But the upshot is that there may not be a control if these things get a foothold in the wild.

We all know what bullfrogs did to Australia on Terra, right? And terran brown rats on Shesha?

Double-check your gear before you go out. Even if you don't care about the ecosystem, the last thing you want is to reach for your last bottle of water and have it run off.

somepartsbroken

[ Dorian did not realize at first he was broadcasting, he was so bad with Tech. So the first thing heard was him singing to himself as he walked through the woods. The sound of things crinkling could be heard.

He stops then makes a perplexed noise.]

What... the hell is that?

Tsssssssssssss

...Well. you certainly have a face only a mother could love.

[ A loud boom is suddenly heard, but no more commentary from the vampire.]

frontier_doktor

[Public | Audio]

[This man has an accent too, German, but it's nowhere nearly as thick as Niko's Serbian one is. He could speak German and let the translator take care of it, but so far he's met enough "standard" speakers that he can handle himself.]

Hallo, I'm Dr. Visscher [pronounced "Fisher"] and I'm new. I am the sort of new where I have no idea where anything is yet and I keep getting turned around. So if anyone could help me to the clinic when they have a chance I would greatly appreciate it.

Speaking of which, I'm a general practitioner. I'll be working for the resort and town. I am a human, but I've never been to Earth. Any Earth, of any sort. I know there are a few of them out there.

what_ho_jeeves

About that Squick mentioned in yon broadcast...

Hypothetically, if a chap wanted to acquire some, for wholly innocent purposes of self-defense from a beazel intent on marriage and who shall not be dissuaded by other means, how would one go about it? Is there a secret knock or some such?

[Bertie does not have the first idea how illegal drug purchasing works. He thinks that Squick is probably roughly like alcohol in the States: technically not legal but no one but the stuffiest of the stuffy cared if one partook of a snifter or two.]

endsorrow

[Well, someone has embraced this tin foil hat thing a little too enthusiastically. That hat is probably the first thing everyone notices about this broadcast. Goddamn, look at that thing. As if he didn't already look ridiculous enough in those robes.

The person who's wearing it -- a man, with a long, well-aged face -- is smiling, all warm and serene and welcoming.]

Greetings. I am Braska, a... mage hailing from the world of Spira. [He almost said summoner. Whoops. That's not the important part of his announcement, here. And, besides. Technically, he used to be a summoner. But all that ended... a while ago.] I am offering my services as a healer to Blackstaff. While it is true that I am an experienced White Mage, I am also skilled in the way of natural remedies -- that is to say, the creation and use of herbal cures. So, if you are not comfortable with magic, then there is an alternative for us to use instead.

I accept many forms of payment, so if you are low on gi -- [gil] money, then, fear not, we may trade instead. "Trade" is a... loose term. I do not speak merely of goods; I'm willing to even accept deeds, such as helping me gather the herbs I need for my remedies. [♥]

That said, this is more than an advertisement. [Braska laughs.] As I said, I am offering my services. Should you feel the need, you may come to me for help with your neuralflu. As you can see, I am well-prepared, [he adjusts his hat, grin widening,] and I would appreciate the opportunity to get a better look at the illness myself. The better acquainted I am with ailments, the better I can aid in easing their symptoms, if not curing them altogether. [He holds up his hands, bowing his head placatingly.] No experimentation needed, if you are uncomfortable with the idea; I merely need to watch, and to study.

Ah, and one last thing. [... and then, right at the end, his professionalism drops, and his smile becomes -- goofy.] Does anyone happen to know where I might purchase some grubs from that advertisement?

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