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Hello,

On the twelfth of this month I will be having a party for the Hythlodaeuses — my amaro, Hythlo, will be turning two soon and my dear friend, Hythlodaeus is recently arrived and would enjoy the experience of a party.

If you are willing to be respectful and indulge in the whims of a bird toddler you are welcome to drop by, though please contact me to confirm your attendance so I can prepare accordingly and give you information on the time and location.

We will be serving a buffet of many different things. If there is a particular food unique to your culture and/or world and you happen to have a recipe you are willing to share, I would appreciate the opportunity to make new foods to experience.

Alternatively, attendees are more than welcome to bring a dish of their own to be served.

Thank-you.

((ooc: party log is now up!))

gentledawn

[He is cuddled in a fuzzy white scarf - complete with fuzzy white gloves! ~~Why, yes, he does look adorable.~~]

I visited the Temple of Ainea today. [His cheeks are pink from being in the cold and he is nursing a cup of tea.] I wasn't sure what to leave her, so I thought I would ask.

What do these gods value? Are humble gifts good enough or do they prefer extravagance?

callmegladio

[The feed opens on Gladio, sat in his garden, the sun shining down on him. The sky is bright, the weather warm but a cool breeze ruffles his hair. The garden is well tended, green and well kept. The scene might have been a lovely and calm one if not for the serious look on Gladio's face. He's not quite looking at the screen, but off to the side, seemingly lost in thought for a long moment before he heaves a heavy sigh.

Still not looking at the screen, he starts to speak.]

It's been long enough. I've had time to think, so I'm going to tell you why I did what I did.

[He goes quiet again, considering his next words.]

I know... some of you are pissed we did this. You were happy livin in blissful ignorance, trusting this world without question. And for a while I was too. Till I realised how messed up that was.

I was so desperate for a peaceful life I didn't think...

[Gladio glanced at the screen then, his eyes narrow slightly.]

When did we all just roll over and accept this insanity? We were kidnapped from our homes, our families, and trapped in this bubble. We were given the most basic info and told to accept it. The most basic food we can't even really call 'food', and we accepted it. We were given tasks and rules and hoops to jump through, and we accepted it. We were forced to touch, kiss, hold and reveal secrets to strangers, and we accepted it. It was the 'will of the Gods'. We all just nodded and accepted it. Why? Why have we accepted all this? Why do people keep coming and going? Where do they go? Do they just go home? Or are they taken? Are they being hurt? Experimented on like the animals they had us catch? Why do these weird things keep happening? Why can't they answer our questions?

And why are we terrorists for wanting answers? We hurt no one. We destroyed nothing. We're the heroes of this world, right? Here to save the planet. So what are they keeping so secret?

Why aren't you all asking questions?

Why're you just rolling over and accepting their truth?

[Again he looks away, heaved another heavy sigh and brought a hand up to rub tiredly at his eyes. He definitely looked tired. Stressed. His tone shifting from angry to confused to desperate for people to understand, and for himself to understand why no one else was fighting.]

We're forced from our homes... Our families. We form bonds with people only to watch them vanish. And... I don't know bout anyone else, but I didn't consent to this. I never signed up for this world.

I want answers. We wanted answers. And we weren't gettin them. So we went looking for them.

[Here he laughs, low and without humour. A shake of his head and a sardonic glance at the screen.]

The fact the natives reacted the way they did should be a red flag. What're they protecting so badly? What's so secret? What aren't they telling us? Is it about what really happened to this world? Who these 'Gods' are? How we actually got here and why? Where our friends go when they suddenly disappear?

And we're the bad guys?

How's that make sense?

[Gladio shrugged and with one last sigh he reached out and switched the feed off. He'd said what he wanted. Now he would lie down in the sun and try and calm down.]

runs_on_batteries

[A disheveled middle aged man's face appears on the screen looking incredibly over it. Whatever 'it' is, he's been done with it since Friday and there's no end in sight. There's a large smear of chocolate running from just about his ear on his left side down his neck and along one side of a red hoodie he's wearing.]

Dammit! Damn this place and those creepy bears from god-knows-what! Where the hell am I? Voidtreckers, if you can hear me, my communicator isn't connecting me to the train!

Of all the f-

[Tony's cut off as he spots another bear gang down the street and moves quickly to an alley out of sight.]

What is this place?

iustaegis

Hello, everyone! This is Pyra, and I have important news!

For the past year, Honerva and I have been monitoring the energy levels around us, specifically that which makes up the barrier. While the barrier appears uniform, it's actually made up of four distinct signatures of energies. These energies fluctuate throughout the year, and there happens to be one that tends to come out in greater quantities than the others. After studying these energies some more [ And with greater concentration and effort on their part, certainly, because none of these energies can be detected alone-- ] we've discovered that at the point of touch or contact, this energy is undeniably generated, and the unique bands travel towards the direction of their corresponding temples.

If anyone is wondering, we haven't detected any energy generated by touch that might be traveling elsewhere, such as towards the Crawling One or Winged One as mentioned in the archives.

I'm sure some of us remember the following messages received two months ago, "Balance must always be kept"; before that from the Archives, "Balance, [The Winged Lord] told His followers, must always be kept"; and from Nalom last year, "Remember to keep the balance." It might just be that the balance that they're referring to is the four energies in relation to one another, and currently, it seems that Rawna's energy has been dominating for some time. [ Hopefully, however, not for long. ] It doesn't seem productive to simply discourage those aligned to Rawna from engaging in touch, since despite all of these messages of balance, we've seen some definitive changes in this city alone from what we've all accomplished together. We've come so far!

Since Ainir of last year, myself, Honerva, and Lup have been working on a conduit together, forged from nicean and sildar ores, the same ores found in the chasis units of the locals, to take in the excess, unbalanced energy into its core. We're hoping that we'll be able to help correct this balance in a few different ways. Our purposes for this conduit include:

• creating an exoshield around us to help explore outside the city's barriers

• creating a haven with the conduit like a checkpoint or a satellite base outside the barrier

• powering and protecting vehicles as they travel outside the barrier

• to be simply worn by individuals who engage in more touch than others to divert excess, imbalancing energy into the conduit instead of upsetting the balance of the barrier that protects us all.
I'm happy to report that we've presented this prototype and the goals to the researchers, and they seem interested!

Of course if anyone is interested in refining and continuing to work on these projects along with us, just let me know! A fair warning, though, that even though the researches are interested in what we can discover, the priests are not very supportive.

And if anyone is interested in exploring outside the barrier, I would be happy to lend you one of these prototypes to see how well (or faulty), our current version of the conduit works. I'm especially keen on anyone who is willing to explore further down the factory's mine shaft or those interested in finding the potential location of Fractured Hill.

(I would also like to thank Cloud for gathering all the scrap metals from the ruins to help with this project, Besithia for repurposing all the excess metal and continuing to investigate more on his own, Magolor who is no longer here but I've bounced ideas off of, and Noct for being so very supportive and tolerant of me coming home with metal shavings all over me.)

[ OOC: For fairness to all the people who wish to have their characters go beyond the barrier and limited slots, I'm going to only be counting those characters who expressed interested and responded on this post. ]

abracafcku

[The video opens on a bare wall and to the sound of very, very corny fanfare. Then Taako's voice cuts in with the sound of applause.]

Yes, yes, welcome one and all to the greatest day of your lives. Today we have a real treat for you folks, so pull up a chair, take a load off and enjoy this banned text we've managed to procure.

[He clears his throat and a puppet appears on the screen - a non-descript looking human priest wearing dark robes and a blue sash around his neck. The voices that read the following lines are similar, but not the same and anyone who knows both Lup and Taako can probably tell it's the twins taking turns to read the passages. People who don't, however, might have a hard time telling them apart.]

"I used to have a lady love,
she journeyed through the sea,"

[A new puppet appears - a beautiful female mermaid with hair that falls just past her breasts. She slides up from the bottom of the screen and the priest turns to her, fawning all over her.]

"Her fins were as the mourning dove,
a mated pair were we.
Our bodies tangled, hand in glove,
a queen and devotee,"

[As the poem progresses, the priest does some...very not PG-13 things to the mermaid puppet. Eventually, the mermaid pushes the priest away, looking tired.]

"But she was called to rise above,
our bond not meant to be."

[Here the mermaid "puppet" flips a double middle finger at the priest and backflips into the sea, leaving him drenched in water.]

"Though I endure, bereft, belove,
I have her guarantee,
I'll be the one she's thinking of,
a little dove told me."

[The priest pines and waits by the water, pantomiming the lament of a forlorn lover as a bird lands next to him, rolling its eyes. The puppet show ends with a curtain drawing across the screen and then the video shuts off. Taako's voice cuts back in once the video is gone.]

Yeah, so the people here? Raunchy as hell. I love it. But then some people were, y'know, boring and said things like--

[Lup's voice takes over smoothly like they're still the same person talking.]

"If any other colonies can hear this message, please respond. This is Havenwell. We're still alive. The city is safe. We will come get you, no matter how far you are. This is not an automated message. Please respond." That there's a radio transmission from "Colony #56'07'4TM", which, obviously, is home sweet home. Not the most interesting, but I won't deny that the archive visits have been… informative.

Anyone else get something fun?

[OOC: It's a joint post! Replies here can be from Taako, Lup, or both of them. If you have a preference, just let us know in the title of your comment or it'll be a roulette of which twin you'll get.

Feel free to use this post to stir up discussion amongst yourselves regarding the lore contributions!]

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