The video system seems to have a mind of its own today, as Baymax's phone is jostled on. Here, we see the intrepid Baymax in his and Tadashi's new place. Baymax inflates from his position, calculates the time. 7:45am on his chest.

Toddling over silently, Baymax fits a fireproof apron and fireproof gloves. He starts the stove.

Places a pan onto the stove.

His music system starts kicking in, as he begins to cook with precision, humming the opening to Hunchback of Notre Dame in his soft charming tones.

Eggs go into the pan. And then rice into the cooker. He tests the temperature gently, and sets on coffee in the pot.

Stirring up and chopping mushrooms and tomatoes, he adds them to the pan. Birds chirp along with his humming.

And then, he serves up the food.

And then his glove catches fire from setting it onto the gas for too long. "Oh no."

Fortunately there's no damage, but the peace is broken by the fire alarm.

Genessia City - Midnight

[It's late in the evening when this arrival makes his weary debut.

If it wasn't for the bone chilling cold, Regis would've doubted that he was still alive. He stands out here by the Bay retracing his steps as he tightly clutches the cane within his hand. He's freezing, utterly freezing but despite the dull ache of the cold he wears a slight smile upon his face.

How many times has he washed up upon this shore and seen this starlit horizon? One too many times now. It seems that the gods have no idea what to do with the fallen king but Regis isn't complaining. He knows a blessing when he sees one and despite how often he awakens within this odd world, he's always grateful. And so, he makes his way towards the city ahead with relative ease but not before glancing at the lonely hologram upon the pier.

He gives her a thoughtful glance as he searches for his phone. Once he finds it, Regis hesitates briefly before finally logging into the Network. Uncertainty grips him as he finally records this message.]


...Is it safe to assume that I'm here to stay? I certainly hope so.

[Action/Audio]
Seiya returned to the Bay located directly in the city center. For days, he walked back and forth restlessly at the edge of the water. But no exit, he discovered. There's that hologram that explained the facts and details he has missed and didn't connect to his current situation since he arrived a week ago.

He is a stubborn young man as every part of him believed he can go home. Unfortunately giving up and accepting the situation is the obvious choice. He can't accept it, he just can't. Not without giving into his trademark temper and anger of sheer frustration over his new reality.

That he blew up a spot on the sand creating a new hole. The sand went flying in a temporary tornado of sand, creating a large hole at the end. A crater from his meteor punch gathered from his collection of chi, his energy, his Cosmos. Thankfully, no one is around. He has no intention of hurting anyone. The people in the area just have to be aware of the new hole he created.

He sat on the sandy beach for a long time, watching the sand and the sun setting into a deep orange-red streaking the sky, until it becomes dark and the stars come out.


Audio/video part
"So I'm really far away from home, huh? It's not that simple for one to return back home as I can't will myself out of here. Still, I want to believe. That I can go back. I hate to give up. I have to try. I'm not going to give up. I have to keep searching.

...[wreary sigh].

I'm going to get some ice cream. I don't have any in a long time."

[The video shakes a bit when it pops online but whatever is holding it is floating closer to.. Rip? She's sitting at a breakfast bar in someone's kitchen and humming to herself as she just.. half lays there with her head in her arms and smiling.Her long hair is draped over her and she's got one hand raised idly twirling a long strand in her fingers and then un-twirling it like it's the most fascinating thing in the world right now.

After a moment, she pauses and starts to giggle at something before sighing and sitting up. Once she's sitting up, people can see that Rip's not completely in her usual suite. The jacket and tie are missing and her dress shirt has the first four buttons undone. Not that she seems to notice right now. If anything, Rip looks...relaxed, maybe even a little zoned out. She moves to stand up, then falls back to her seat shakes her head and tries again. After a few moments she huffs and just remains there.

It's about then she notices her device is recording her and just what's holding it.]

Pumpkin, vhy are you holding my phone? You're not recording are you.

[There's the soft sound that suspiciously sounds like 'Pumpkaboo' and Rip just sighs and then starts giggling again...]

Zilly zhing...come here. I vant to snuggle you~.

[She might just be reaching for the camera before it clicks off. Just never mind that Pumpkaboo is a ghost Pokemon..]

Name's Thatch, for those who don't know, Torchwood's newest operative. Though you could also call me a coordinator. [he leans back in his chair and lights a cigar because while he may be a corporate shill now, in his heart, he's still a pirate] What we do largely is... [he looks down as if reading off a script, seeming mildly amused] Act as a liaison for those with alternative food needs.

[he chuckles]

Basically trying to keep the peace as much as we can while letting those who need to drink blood or the like be able to survive without being hunted by the mob. But also so that those who might be a food source can walk free-- mostly without worry.

Our current project is building a haunted house for experimental purposes. Safety is a hundred percent guaranteed and we'll be happy to let the leaders of other districts, such as Cassian [he winks] to monitor and make sure we're on the up and up.

For that we need volunteers to go through or, if not that, at least give ideas of what would scare the hell out of you. High tax rates don't count.

[a draw from the cigar and he blows a smoke ring to the ceiling]

For those with [a grin] alternative food source needs. Feel free to submit anonymously what kind of food you need and whether it can be synthetic or it must come fresh from the tap. Let us help you help yourself.

Any other questions? I'm here all afternoon.

[Where? Just where was sure? One moment, she was in Serenes, next to her father, trying to guide their people into healing all of their own wounds. The hidden scars the wars and years have left on them. The hologram message, everything didn't make sense. She idly glances down at an worn pendent made of a phoenix feather. The one gift she swore to never lose. Her beloved gave it to her.

The sound of surf and sand can be heard before a much softer sound, then the sound of someone falling into the sand. There was a silence for a few moments before a soft song is transmitted through the communicators. The voice singing in a warm, gentle and loving tone.]

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy, when skies are gray.
You never know dear, how much I love you
So please don't take my sunshine away.

[The verse is sung again before she goes to just hum for a few moments and then the smartphone was pressed off.]

[All this talk about the Everglades as of late had spurned the fox's interest in this gloomy region.

He arrived here by foot after sundown and found himself already longing for the gentle forests of Fayren. The Everglades is a land cursed by darkness and forged by magic. The oppressive fog that chokes the region is almost too thick for even his eyes to see. It's a sinister place that looks only vaguely similar to that of fairer Attleton but not by much. The foulness of this city honestly doesn't bode well for anything remotely human.

Tsukuyomi honestly looks out of place as he meanders along the street immaculate in white with his black sword at hand. He had no other reason to come here other than to ease his nagging curiosity. He caught a glimpse of people here and there but most where quiet hesitant to converse with an outsider. The ominous flickering of the nearby street lamps left little to be desired by anyone visiting this ghostly town.

Finally reaching a landmark in the form of a grand manor obstructed with ivy, the fox deity pauses as he pulls out his phone to record his adventure thus far.]

So this is the Everglades?

[He questions as he glances down at the cracked screen of his phone. In the upper corner of the screen there's easy to see that glass there is chipped thanks to Tsukuyomi's carelessness.]

Not much to look at in the terms of beauty but certainly a rather interesting abode. Quite humble in a sense but still quite sinist---

[The loud cawing of a crow nearby caused him to jump a little. It seems that even a former deity like him can get a tad anxious.]

H-Hold your tongues. None of you witnessed that.

Let's just make something completely clear here, yoi.

Chickens have rights.

[.... That was one of hell of a non sequitur.] And anyone who thinks people won't complain about anything you eat is just fooling themselves. I come from a world where even plants are sentient and talk sometimes. And if Big Mama's souls get into the homies around her, all food talks and has eyes and ears and babbles about weird shit like whether or not they'll be tasty. And humans freak out all the time about others eating bugs, even though you'll eat fish and birds that eat bugs, and that's worse because it just means entropy is happening and you're getting less energy value from it. Or do you just like the waste and taste of chaos? Besides, do you know what lobster is? Sea bugs.

I'm not saying don't ever eat anything. I'm saying, you're all disgusting. [Points a finger. Isn't he great?] Have you ever heard of-- [HAS TO STOP HIMSELF FROM THROWING UP SORRY, complete with fist over his mouth, quietly breathing to stay deadpan.] balut? [DUN DUN DUN. Also clearly from his face, this is the most heinous thing he's ever heard of.] It makes the satire A Modest Proposal by Jonathon Swift seem absolutely humane, yoi! And for those who don't know, he was suggesting convincing the nobles to start eating babies that would otherwise starve to death. And that's not even the sick part, the sick part is that the nobles were only mad that the babies weren't good enough for them to eat. Kind of like veal. Which is baby calves. Only not only is it baby calves, they can only be fed milk or they stop tasting like newborns. You freaks.

[ARMFOLD.] So before you start worrying about whether sharks eating sharks is cannibalism, or whether it's okay to eat humans, or only non-humans, or if fish can feel pain, let me just tell you. They all have lives, and you know what nuts and berries are? Sex organs of plants. You know why testes are called nuts? That's why! And berries are just like ovaries. And hell, caviar is considered by weirdo humans to be a delicacy and that's just literally going into a fish and scraping out her eggs. Humans either just never think of how disgusting it is, or they learn to stop caring.

But if you care about one food today, don't eat balut. It's filthy and wrong and you should be ashamed. Go eat plant testes. Or bee vomit. You sickos. You disgust me.

Oi, but seriously. Chickens have rights. Just because you raise them as food doesn't mean you can treat them like slaves, scrape out their eggs, or cut off their beaks. Let them live in peace, and grow nice and big, and then you can do the food thing. Because otherwise someday a giant bird might just decide to eat you. [If only Buggy were here to testify...]

[But that appears to be the end of his rant. Finally.]

[Action: However speaking of giant birds.... There's an extra huffy sparkly blue phoenix hanging around the outdoor cafes, hissing and glaring at anyone who orders eggs for brunch today. :| It's just one of those days.... Bet you wish there was a vigilante to help stop him now, huh? Well, maybe not. Or maybe you can stop him. BE THE HERO THAT NON-VEGANS NEED EVEN IF THEY DO NOT DESERVE!]

[ooc: Do not google balut if you are squeamish about half-grown ducks or chickens still in the eggs.]

[Argh, she felt so tired. After having two scares of her lifetime one after the other, she just wanted to rest and forget about everything. How did she really get here? That strange beorc female was prattling on what seemed forever and Leanne only caught snippets of what she said. She is wet, hungry and knows for a fact that she is in a place she isn't suppose to be even if it is supposedly 'safe'.

She takes a couple of steps forwards before stumbling and falling to her knees, catching herself just in time to prevent her face from hitting the ground. Well.... That could have a lot worse as she just let out a few whining chirps and cheeps. Okay, lets try this one more time, if feet doesn't work beyond a few steps at a time, then wings should work just as well! She moves one wing to flap weakly before the other only to stop when she looks over to the strange device she was given and she quickly shuts it off! Please let none see that embarrassing display!!!]

[The sounds of water splashing as Leanne wades through before just going to sit down again. Too confused to fully process what is going on.]

Ah.... Where is this? These papers.... strange papers. I was in the forest but I awoke in water. My home.... My forest... Is, is anyone out there?