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[ Aerith appears front and center with a bright smile on her face. The first thing she does is wave at anyone who may be watching this broadcast. To the ordinary observer she looks as though she's not bothered at all by arriving in the Sphere, but that's not quite the truth. She's pretty freaked out, especially since it appears like she's completely alone. But, she's never let that stop her before and she's certainly not going to now. ]

Hello everyone and anyone out there! [ Her voice is bright and oddly chipper given the circumstances. ] I bet you all get exhausted by how many newcomer questions you get. I really only have one right now, so I'll make this short and sweet! All I want to know is if this place has anywhere that people can grow things. I know we're...under water, but things seem pretty advanced. [ She tilts her head and taps her chin thoughtfully ] So, I was hopeful that maybe there's something. Even if it's not much, I bet I can make it work. Maybe I'll even be able to open a flower shop here...

If anyone would be interested in that sort of thing. Never underestimate how much they can brighten a room up.

doubled_speed

[The first thing when the audio comes on is the sound of a large explosion. Someone is not pleased. VERY not please.]

In case people are curious, guess I'm fucking last man standing in the family. Because Ultron left a while ago, and then Pietro was here and not, and now Wanda.

[Another explosion, a lot closer to the recording.]

I hate this. I hate when we lose people here. Because I never get to see them again. Everything we do, everything we build up, everything we want and feel just gets wasted. What's the point of caring when people always fucking LEAVE?

[A third explosion, and the sound cuts off.]

ferrokinetically

[ Please give a warm welcome back to a walking representation of early 2000s Hot Topic. The woman that comes on the screen has strikingly green hair, a black studded jacket, and an unenthusiastic expression. ]

Soooo [ she folds her arms across her chest and heaves a sigh. Try to be polite, Polaris. Don't start of making enemies right away. ] I'm Polaris. I'm sure I'm not the only one that has more important things to be doing, so I'll spare you all a complaint filled introduction. [ She's that generous. She runs a hand through hair hair and sighs again. ]

I'll keep it short and sweet: what are the things I need to know about this prison? Rules, problems, problem people, and especially progress you've all made on getting out. That one first preferably. [ Surely someone's made progress, right? Please say someone's made progress. ]

And let me know when the group townhall kumbaya meetings are. We're all stuck here together, right? Guessing people meet occasionally to discuss the shit they've found out. [ A pause and then she awkwardly adds: ] Thanks.

doubled_speed

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garrrr

[ The memory [beginning to 2:27] that plays out is a happy one. It's one that Gar doesn't mind getting out, really despite it being a little embarrassing. ]

So, that was Conner.

minus1twin

[ooc: the entire video of this scene is here. It is very short if you'd rather watch than read it. Though imagine that the kiss goes longer before fading to black.]

The memory started in a hotel room. It was raining but there was a vague awareness of Edinburgh, Scotland existing just outside of the small sanctuary that the two had made. There was so little time. They could be caught and then she'd be incapacitated and imprisoned but it was worth the risk.

Vision was worth that risk.

"What does it say?" Wanda's voice was soft, matching the late hour in its volume.

The floor of the hotel room was cold but the chill could barely be felt. Something was wrong and a singular focus kept her senses directed towards the man who so carefully held her heart.

"I don't know. It's something..." Vision began to explain but there weren't any words to describe what he felt.

Two hands reached up and gently cupped his cheeks. Thoughts of him filled her mind as she looked into his eyes. Warmth radiated against the cold touch of her palms. He winced at the pain and it sparked a sudden worry that ached within her chest. The Mind Stone had given him life and while it was a part of him, it wasn't all of him. It was more than that. It was complicated. But she was connected to the Mind Stone and that made everything undescribably simple.

His head turned and Vision tenderly kissed Wanda's palm. His hand coming to rest over hers, keeping her close to him. Another kiss and he lifted her hand to his forehead, gently pressing Wanda's palm against the Mind Stone.

His voice was husky and low. "Tell me what you feel."

Wanda pulled her palm back as red mist bridged the gap between them. She felt deep within him: endless but exact, perfect and flawed. She inhaled a sharp breath, her eyes rising to meet his. "I just feel you." Their eyes met and in the silence, a thousand words were spoken.

Slowly, he leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. The kiss was soft at first, tender and warm, but deepened as each precious moment pulled the pair into the future.

tevinteraltus

[The man who appears on the video feed is rather dashing, calculatedly so, with high chiseled cheekbones, a meticulously groomed mustache, oiled and stylish hair, and a pleasant if playful smile on his full lips and glittering in his olive eyes.]

Isn't this a rather direct introduction? "Welcome to your new home beneath an ocean, Dorian! Enjoy traipsing through the memories of your new neighbors!" I suppose it does break the ice, doesn't it? There's nothing like a shared trauma to bring people together.

[He chuckles, a sultry and deep sound before shaking his head.]

If I might distract you from your chosen entertainment, how much of the introduction is to be believed? I'd like to avoid any novice bumbling, thank you. Also, by way of proper introduction, I am Dorian Pavus of Qarinus, by way most recently of the Riverview Quarantine. [He inclines his head.] Charmed, I'm sure.

athiefalways

[He's done enough looking around before actually making himself known on the network. It had occurred to him originally to hide his identity but given other people in residence, he's pretty sure it wouldn't last regardless.

When the video initializes, he's sitting at the dining table in the pod he's been given, or the one he woke up in anyway. All the prints matched, so it was his for now at least.]

Bonjour, neighbors. [And yes, he is eating a sandwich while he's talking.] The name's Remy, and I guess we'll be sharin' space for a while. Got some questions, though.

[His voice is deep, smooth, and heavily Acadian accented. He sets down his triangle-cut sandwich slice on the plate next to him.]

What sorta stuff can a homme expect 'round here, eh? I don't reckon our host took all the time out of its day just to give us luxury accommodations in this here premiere under-the-sea home away from home, non? Also, while we're talkin', my name ring any bells with anybody? Just curious. Bon chance, mes amies, hope to hear from y'all soon.

nobasisinfact

[This phrase scrolls through everyone's mind.]

Beverly is no longer here.

doubled_speed

Anyoneknowhowtoknit?

[Wait, no, he's talking too fast, isn't he? Dammit. Tommy curses under his breath in several languages and then breathes deeply.]

Does. Anyone know. Howto. Knit?

[Ugh, he hates it when he gets hit by these moods.]

Got insomnia and allthatshit. Need my handsandmind busy. Back home I'd go running. Or work waslike building stuff. Hands and brain busy.

[And if he doesn't have something to distract him, he was going to vibrate so much something might explode.]

nobasisinfact

[The broadcaster is clearly Richard as the pages that Inesa gave him are spread over the desk with several other books on the occult. There's also a glass of scotch sitting to the side and just in view.

The feed is pretty boring, honestly, until there's a noise that catches the broadcaster's attention. and causes him to look toward the door. When his attention returns to the papers there's a very familiar face to all looking up from its position on the papers. The broadcaster's eyes narrow as he pushes it off the table and onto the ground.

The boring feed continues as he keeps looking over the notes before he reaches for the scotch only to wrap his hands around the elf. His head turns to glare at the elf before he tosses it to the ground and takes a looong drink of the scotch. When he turns back, it's on his papers again. This time he picks the thing up and glares at it. His eyes glaring into the beady little painted on and lifeless eyes. He knows you're watching this, Sphere.]

Do you think you're getting interesting data by annoying and terrifying the people you've brought here? As I said before, you're going to get skewed data if you don't spend time actually interacting with your subjects.

[After that, the elf gets tossed into a corner and ignored, no matter how many times it comes back. Eventually, Richard gives in and turns it to stare at the wall with a paperweight on it's lap.]

doubled_speed

[The video comes live to Tommy, hair recently retrimmed because fuck that shit, sitting on a kitchen table in his dome.]

So, these dolls are fucking creepier than people here get. Not kidding. Sure, elf on a shelfs are some serious corporate America bullshit back home, all about indoctrinating kids to the police state and Big Christmas and all that shit, and my little Roma-Jew-ass self couldn't give a shit about them normally. But we all know these fuckers are being weird, right? Not just creepy smile weird either, right Bozo?

[The view of the video swivels to a rocking chair, where the elf-doll is tied to the back. And, for those who are keen of eye, there's also Speedy, Tommy's pet sloth, climbing around without a care in the world.]

Bozo agrees. And any time Speedy makes a noise, that's my good son agreeing too. Anyway, as some of you may know, I'm fast.

Really fast. Like, literally outruns the speed of sound fast. Most of which I don't do here because no one needs a fucking sonic-boom in underwater domes, right? Gotta be safe. But I don't just run fast. I think fast. I see fast. And shit is like this: these things might be faster than me. So we're going to see.

Be scared folks.

[Tommy sure as fuck is.]

Because when a guy that experiences more than a week of perceived time for every minute you experience... it's terrifying that I can't track this shit. Be careful.

Anyway, anyone wanna swap data on the shit these bitches are getting up to? Because I'm half worried they're going to murder me in my sleep.

gristle

Richie and Eddie are gone. And all of their stuff is too. Just thought you should know.

[Yeah, she sounds about as flat in tone as one would have expected. She's sad and she's tired.

The sad and tired bits cross over into the next part of the message that she locks from Richard and Alex.]

On the 21st, Richard turns sixty. We should throw him a party. It would be fun or something maybe. Don't tell him or Alex. It's a surprise and Alex would tell him.

fuckingtragedy

Right! So! That's three parts done!

[We open to the dorm's kitchen. A pan of beef ground is browned and cooling on the stove, and Simon is making finger-guns as he turns around to the sink. The elf is there, with Simon's phone in its lap, staring listlessly at the recipe on the screen.]

The pasta: boiled. The oven: pre-heated. And the meat: browned, without any fire or smoke this time, thank you very much. What's next, Lad?

Lad?

Merlin and Morgana, Lad. Give me that. Fat lot of help you are.

[Simon snatches his phone up from the elf and scrolls through the recipe.]

'Combine marinara with ricotta and egg.' Egg. Why are we putting egg in pasta? I didn't know there was egg in pasta! I thought it was just... pasta. And sauce, of course. Does that seem weird to you, Lad?

...'course it doesn't. Nothing's weird to you, is it? You're weird, so everything else is just--

[Simon makes some vague gesture with his hand. Who the hell knows?]

What do we do with the egg though? Do we just... break it in? Beat it first? Does it matter?

[There's silence for a long while, and then Simon sighs and turns back to the stove.]

Honestly, Lad. If you're just going to sit there, at least offer some bloody input.

[Simon's carrying the pan to the sink now, but when he looks up, the elf that had -- mere moments ago -- been perched upon the counter, is gone.]

...Lad, I hate it when you do that.

flammablepitch

( First meetings in an alternate world )

doubled_speed

( Whack-A-Weed [CW: Explosions, Violence toward plant-people )

of_bokthersa

I'll need a show of hands here, but who thinks it's about time for a wedding?

11calls

[Alex, for her part looks entirely exhausted. She still hasn’t recovered from everything, but then again when does Alex Reagan actually sleep. At least her makeup is back so the circles below her eyes aren’t as noticeable as they could be. Sitting in her office on the sofa, Alex has a big gray pit-bull arranged over her legs like a blanket, and she’s absently petting him while she speaks.

Which honestly? She kind of doesn’t want to do it. But this is Alex Reagan, and news is in her blood. So here they are.]

So yeah. This is weird I guess. I’ve been trying to process a bit, but I want to put the story together as much as I can and I need to hear from you guys to do that. From what I know so far, at least from what we’d investigated before everything went back to normal. Or normalish I guess. This definitely still isn’t normal. But there’s no other way to say it.

It seems like the people who went missing, the 237 of them? They weren’t real people. As far as I can tell they never were. Harry Dresden used magic to check if they were, and they weren’t. I was, and I’m assuming that the people who are here still are. But all of their possessions are gone, the missing people’s I mean. We found some of their journals and things, and it was basically just words written over and over. Their voices disappeared from recordings too. I don’t know why.

Max and Laurie and Jon and Annie are gone, but their things are still here. I guess that means they’re coming back? I hope so I mean anyway.

[Alex just shakes her head and brushes the heel of her palm against her forehead.]

I know that for me at least when we went in to talk to the Sphere, it offered me basically a happy ever after if I turned on all of you. I didn’t obviously. Did the rest of you have the same sort of conversation? I. It’s weird. That’s all. It’s just weird.

[Alex is just going to sigh and move on. Because lord this is a lot. But she also know that her own experience isn’t just what happened. ]

I know from Beverly that people going to try and restart things at the power station ended up needing to face nightmare-like things. What else did people need to do?

[A pause and then.]

On a different note, I know that it’s not like an official festival or anything like the sort that we’d normally have here--or at least did I guess--but back home today would have been Thanksgiving. I’ve spoken to some of the restaurant people, and now that the food is back, and the power is on, we’re going to do a sort of… spur of the moment thing tomorrow. People are welcome to come if they want. And to bring things from home for celebrations or whatever. They’ll be things like turkey and pie and potatoes and stuffing. What’d you expect obviously. I hope to see you all there. If nothing else, we deserve a chance to reconnect from things over the last to months.

Um for anyone new here, or [More disturbingly] if you’ve forgotten or something, I’m Alex. Alex Reagan.

doubled_speed

[Look who is back. The screen turns on and there's a grinning Tommy. But his hair is longer, and he looks a touch older and basically... Well, happy and content for a guy that sorta got offed to save people. But he's here, he's back and you have to appreciate that.]

Hey fools, I'm back! Feels like it's been years because, uh, apparently it was? But wasn't? Like, seriously, how long since everything fell apart? And whoever ended up taking care of Speedy? Where's my little boy? Is he still here? Whoever has him better let him back because I'm just missing my son!

[He waves at the camera.]

Speedy, baby, you there? Can you see me? Daddy's coming.

Anyway, can people, like, update me on what's up? Last thing I remember here were some super fast, evil, cat-like things on the way to the Air Filtration Control. And back home it's the wedding, but that's a whole other thing going on.

So, guess, tl;dr, Sup Bitches I'm back.

11calls

[The video clicks on with Alex sitting in their domed tent, and she's got both Apophenia, their large gray pitbull and Simon's Cat, who is unsurprisingly a cat who used to be Simon's right next to her. In front of both of the animals, there's almost full food bowls and water bowls that Alex had stored before their dome went missing, because she'd assumed that it was only a matter of time really until they'd lost it.

But Alex looks confused as hell, and she's got a dog treat in her hand, that Apo is just ignoring in favor of pettings.]

Um has anyone else noticed that their animals aren't drinking or eating? Cause they aren't. But they're also fine. It's like whatever is effecting us isn't bothering them when it comes to food or water. I don't get it. Even when I run Apo around with the kids and a ball, he doesn't get out of breath or anything. This is so weird. I'm a little worried about it.

[From the tone of Alex's voice she's a way more than a little worried about it.

[Yes all animals are fine and do not require food or water during this time. So your character's animals don't need it either!]

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