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[ The video comes on to show a very tired looking woman sitting at a desk with folders and papers sprawled out on top of it. There are labels on the folders but it seems like she's purposely keeping those hidden. She lets out a breathy sigh and then starts to play with the cross around her neck. ]

I haven't been here long. [ Which is probably obvious to anyone who pays attention seeing how she's never appeared on the network. ] I'm trying to understand, though. [ Her tone matches how tired she looks. She's been awake since she got to this place, searching through the old posts and trying to find out everything she can. ] I've seen about the Sphere itself, the nightmares, and the memories. [ She gives something of a forced smile and for just a second what looks like sharp canine fangs can be seen. ] Lets all hope none of mine get shown. [ That's a much more earnest wish than her tone actually reveals. Most of her memories are things she wished she could forget. Having others see them? Experience them? She couldn't imagine how humiliating that would be. Not to mention how awful it would be for anyone here to experience. She wouldn't wish her experiences on many people. ]

I suppose that doesn't really leave me with many questions to ask. Except, what do you all think is important to know? It doesn't have to be about this place, it could be about you, or other people here. Anything to look out for or pay attention to? Anything that could be useful to add. [ To her files. There's a pause before she adds a very indifferent sounding: ] Thanks.

harrythelizard

[The video turns on to show Harry sitting behind a desk. The office, honestly, looks pretty standard, though Inesa may recognize the glass orb she got him for Christmas sitting on his desk.

There also seems to be a very large, brown, shaggy carpet just off to the side, breathing deeply.]

Hey, everybody. If you don't know me, I'm Harry Dresden, and I'm a wizard. If you need one, professionally, or something found, it's kind of a specialty of mine. Come on down. I also do consulting and advice for those interested in the craft.

[And that is the point the carpet off to the side stands and moves to his side. Harry is not a small man, not by many means, but the dog that moves to his side has a head that fully fills his lap when he begs for pets.]

And...this is Mouse. Who...just showed up. He likes coke almost as much as he likes ear scratches. Say hi, Mouse.

[The massive dog chuffs, but doesn't bark and Harry smiles, because damn if he didn't miss his walking carpet.]

Anyway, come down to see us at my office if you need us for anything.

[He includes the address before closing the feed.]

toivory

[The video that plays is not your usual one. Instead, it features a small white cloud with dark eyes and a very pink tongue. The cloud sniffs the camera, then paws at it, before attempting a not-very-threatening bark. Honestly, it sounds like a squeak. From off-camera, Sansa laughs, and moves to pick up the cloud.

The cloud has feet! And a tail!

WELL wouldn't you know it, the cloud is not actually a cloud at all, but a tiny puppy. She holds her face near her pup, who promptly licks her. All smiles, Sansa and the dog both turn to the camera.]

Everyone, meet Duchess!

[She'd had Lady before, it was only fair to name the next dog after another noble title. This time, she chose one from worlds that were not her own.]

She's the best girl, and quite friendly. She accepts swearing of fealty through petting her and giving her treats.

[Don't kill this one, father.]

sphererpmod

[The sound of the Sphere's voice is your character's most trusted one, even if it's themselves, and it booms through the network in your heads at nine am on the dot.]

You have questions. Ask them.

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.]

harrythelizard

[The feed opens to a mischievously innocent elf in the center of a dome's kitchen floor, surrounded by a circle poured in salt that is humming slightly and glowing with a faint iridescence more akin to the heat rising from asphalt than actual light.

And then Harry pulls up a chair to stare down the encircled little imp. His jaw and chin are obscured with a few days worth of beard growth and his hair is disheveled. Add in the heavy circles under the wizard's eyes and the stewing anger and you get a story of a man who hasn't slept well recently.]

It moves. On its own. Well. Not anymore. At least it better not if it knows what's good for it.

[He takes a steadying breath before turning his attention to the network.]

Anybody else having a grand ol' time with Santa's Little Helpers?

unknownmoirai

[The wind is warm and sweet, dancing like music over the vast fields that stretch out for miles before her. The figure in the memory is the young woman known throughout the sphere as a seamstress and captivating storyteller. Her hair is down, waves of pale wheat falling between slender shoulders as the wind tugs and plays with the silky strands.

She smiles.

There is a small farmhouse behind her and a little girl watching the inexperienced angel with eager rapture. The child's hair is in short black braids while bright hazel eyes watch the event that is to unfold before her. Her clothes are constructed of rags, matching that of Inesa's dress. Inesa's state of dress doesn't hinder her beauty but somehow accent the sweet curve of her cheeks and the alluring curves that outline her frame.

Inesa's eyes open as her arms reach towards the sky. She continues to smile as a soft song leaves her lips, it starts as a whisper at first but soon it's twisting over the wind before settling onto the tilled dirt. From there, small green sprouts began to unfold themselves and reach towards the heavens.

Her hands fall as her excitement bubbles up in a giggle of warmth.]

It worked! [The little girl runs forward and jumps, wrapping her arms around Inesa's tiny waist.] Gwen you did it!

The fields are healed! I can't wait to tell mama and papa!

[Inesa smiles down at the young girl and returns the eager hug. She's pale but she does her best to hide her exhaustion from the young eager child.]

nobasisinfact

( Call me Al )

strengthfound

[ A young girl is sat on the bed; brows furrowed in concentration. Her eyes dart around the room, as if she’s nervous, and it seems like she doesn’t quite realise that the video has started for a few seconds. ]

[ When she does, her eyes widen in surprise and she hurriedly opens her mouth to speak. ]

Umm… Hello! My name is Satoko Houjou… is this working…?

[ It’s clear both from her appearance and the sound of her voice that she’s very young. But in spite of the… strangeness of her situation, Satoko seems fairly composed, and a small smile even stretches across her face as she continues to talk. It’s a little hesitant, though. ]

I’m not really sure what’s going on, but it’s very nice to meet all of you! I don’t suppose that any of you know more about this place than I do?

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.

spherenpc

[The camera turns on and shows Annie standing on the table in front of the crowd at the dinner line. She is joined by Max at one point. ]

You’ve seen what has happened now, you know how bad it is and how bad it is going to get. I don’t know if the people I’d sent to the power station and the air filtration station have accomplished what they’re supposed to. I don’t know if they will. But what I do know is that if you don’t try and do something about this, you’re all going to die here, and I will be surrounded by nothing by your corpses for the rest of time.

I can open the door to the Sphere. I can take you there. I realize you have no reason to trust me…

[Max’s voice busts in, sharp, harsh and angry.]

You’re fucking damn right we have no reason to trust you! You tried to destroy us all before. You killed how many of us in your plan? You turned the population against us and tried to raise them in an insurgency….

[ Annie’s voice is just calm. ]

You’re right, Max. I did. I did try and do that, but I was infected with moss that was sentient and took over my circuits. I am trying to make up for that! I didn’t choose to do that. I’m choosing to do this.

Well ain’t that great. But all we got is your word! And Annie your fucking word ain’t worth shit.

Your opinion doesn’t need to be theirs, Max. I know that you still are angry and resentful about the reason I was made to look like your dead daughter. I know that was wrong of my creator, to try and make me in order to replace her. But that doesn’t mean that I’m trying to hurt you now. I’m trying to save you! All of you!

You can chose to fucking trust her if you want to, but I ain’t gonna. She killed us repeatedly. She wanted to destroy what we have. And if you wanna go with her to your fucking deaths, on your own head be it!

If you don’t go, you are all going to die. Even with those who have vanished, your air supply is only going to last you three more days if those who went to turn things on don’t work. I can open the door once and once only. It’s up to you whether you want to go through it or not. I can’t make you choose to save yourselves. All I can do is hope you do.

I'll open the doorway tomorrow at six am.

[OOC: Responses will come from one or both of them.]

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