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Never send the law to do a fool's job (Video and technically text for the important bits)
[Wasting no time, Ted's voice is urgent and rings with authority. The format's video, but a text accompaniment follows soon after for permanence's sake.]
Some notes on Genessia's current trouble!
I'll update more as more's discovered. Go under the Protection.
[Boring responsibilities discharged, Ted lets down his serious face and voice to have some fun. Paradoxically, levity was more important now than ever. Silliness may be the world's salvation, and he's an expert.]
Or you might as well skip the middleman and contact me directly; I'll be there in a blink. I'm a bounty hunter, so I'm used to doing the Guardians' jobs for them. And how well I do it! I've encountered a handful of phantoms--creatures whose very lifeblood is the dread of their targets--and they ran from me! Apparently I'm what monsters fear when they have nightmares. You can't ask for higher praise.
Hopefully yours aren't the talkative type. They're born from your minds, you see, so if you get one with a mind to monologue, prepare to suffer a mawkish, maudlin melodrama. A fate worse than death.
As to whoever's behind it, know that I relish the thought of bringing you to justice. However, in all sincerity and charity...
Thank you. I learned an invaluable lesson. What's more, blasting these illusions to oblivion is supremely cathartic, especially in a world like this. Oh! Can't forget gratitude for Everglade's half. The knock-on benefits there are much appreciated.
[He ended with a warm, sunny smile, hoping his good mood's infectious.]
[OOC: This is all based on Ted's personal experiences and over-confidence in his own rightness. It's a problem. I'm not running the event; they're just his IC deductions, nothing more~]
Some notes on Genessia's current trouble!
- If you're in danger, press the emergency button on the upper-right of your phone. This will broadcast your location to the Guardians, then everyone else if they're no help.
- Hereon, I'll refer to the foes attacking everyone as "phantoms." They seem exclusive to Fayren and Everglade.
- Phantoms are specially linked to their targets, appearing as something particularly horrifying or painful to them. They will attack that person and only that person whenever possible. Use this to your advantage if you're rescuing one so-attacked. You must be in the middle between the phantom and your target if you wish to defend the target.
- They're emotionally linked to their targets as well. The more afraid and anxious you are, the stronger they become. Keep a level head.
- I've not heard any casualties, or even hospitalizations, thus far.
- Phantoms appear to have no interest in fakes; just ourselves.
- Physical destruction will defeat them. If you can, strike hard and fast; some know when they're outmatched and will flee.
- Trying to restrain or disable them doesn't seem to work for very long; they've broken free from my attempts, forcing more permanent means.
- There's no discernible pattern to their forms, abilities, or number. Stay flexible.
- If you've beaten yours, as I have, you'll not be accosted again, and are free to aid others.
- It's probable that they're formed from the minds of their targets. In which case, if you'd like to provide aid and have not entered Fayren or Everglade, I recommend staying out. You might end up creating more of the same trouble you sought to solve. If you wish to help from afar, the best method--as always--is prayer.
I'll update more as more's discovered. Go under the Protection.
[Boring responsibilities discharged, Ted lets down his serious face and voice to have some fun. Paradoxically, levity was more important now than ever. Silliness may be the world's salvation, and he's an expert.]
Or you might as well skip the middleman and contact me directly; I'll be there in a blink. I'm a bounty hunter, so I'm used to doing the Guardians' jobs for them. And how well I do it! I've encountered a handful of phantoms--creatures whose very lifeblood is the dread of their targets--and they ran from me! Apparently I'm what monsters fear when they have nightmares. You can't ask for higher praise.
Hopefully yours aren't the talkative type. They're born from your minds, you see, so if you get one with a mind to monologue, prepare to suffer a mawkish, maudlin melodrama. A fate worse than death.
As to whoever's behind it, know that I relish the thought of bringing you to justice. However, in all sincerity and charity...
Thank you. I learned an invaluable lesson. What's more, blasting these illusions to oblivion is supremely cathartic, especially in a world like this. Oh! Can't forget gratitude for Everglade's half. The knock-on benefits there are much appreciated.
[He ended with a warm, sunny smile, hoping his good mood's infectious.]
[OOC: This is all based on Ted's personal experiences and over-confidence in his own rightness. It's a problem. I'm not running the event; they're just his IC deductions, nothing more~]