A. Video [OTA]

So, if anyone's interested, Fairy Tail is looking for a new resident healer. If you want to apply for the job, just contact me!

[She's smiling but it does not quite reach her eyes.]

And for those who knew her, Tatlyn is gone... She's been gone for a little while actually.

Like Cassian and Kay.

[Come to think about it it was pretty much at the same time... She frowns and reaches for a notebook. The feed ends.]

B. Accidental video [OTA] and Action [Open to all the employees of Scribes and Scripts (in Fayren) and to Atreus]

[Mavis is standing on a stepladder in the bookstore's main shop window putting down the Thanksgiving decorations and putting up Christmas decorations instead. As a shop owner, she doesn't have to do that, she just happens to like it.

She also put Christmas themed books on display.

At some point, she looks above her shoulder.] What do you think, Zeref? I'd say the light string with the snowflakes looks better than the one with the snowmen. Or should I put both? Oh... And I'm sure Hana will like the red and green tinsel... It has little candy canes on it.

[She sounds and looks accomplished.]

I can't wait until we start decorating the Christmas tree in Fairy Haven!

[Action]

Adam did not move when he woke up. Before he opened his eyes he knew that there was something different about the area around him. When he did the first thing he saw was the curved metal wall surrounding him. This was alarming on its own he still did not move. He then became aware of some things laid on his chest. Cautiously he lifted a hand and tested the curved metal wall. He saw that it opened without difficulty. Slowly swinging his feet over Adam sat up and looked around. This was most definitely not anywhere he recognized. He gathered the things that had been sitting on his chest, figuring they would probably be useful, and put his feet down. As he did water soaked into his shoes making his socks squish. Adam made a face at the unpleasant sensation. Everything he had woken up with in hand, Adam quietly made to way out of The Bay.

[Video]

[ Though he has never owned one, Adam knows how to use a phone. When the video starts it is a brown-haired teenage boy looking pensively at the camera. ]

Hello? I'm Adam Parrish an' I'm not real sure what's goin' on.

[ Distress has allowed his rural Virginia accent to show through. ]

I'm gettin' the "how" on folks showin' up here, but what I can't figure is the "why"? I mean there's gotta be an over-arching purpose, folks don't just get kidnapped for no reason.

[ His lips thin and he sighs then. While this is probably a question that gets asked a lot, Adam wants to hear the answers for himself. He still looks worried and wary. ]

So how big is this place? An' what does "the best god" mean? Are there a lot of 'em here?

[ He's all questions at the moment, but he has worked a few things out for himself. Right now he leaves it there, turning polite, instead. ]

Thank you to anybody that does reply. I will appreciate it.

[ In Nova City, a large crowd has gathered in front of a government building. Probably a court house. But it's an important building! Nevertheless, the crowd is nothing but a sea of picket posters with witty and/or catchy slogans, angry faces, and LED tiki torches. They're not savages, after all. This event is being broadcast in most cities with the capability to stream it, and Neo is taking the podium. In her hands is a different device than the one she usually uses. She holds it up, and it looks like one of those devices of ancient times. Neo uses one hand to sign, as the usual voice pops up on the loud speaker, while a large screen behind her projects the words in easy to read font.

"They want us to use their already available technology and just get on with our lives. Well, let's send them a message."

So she begins typing, and it's taking a while to get the message typed up. Sometimes her face looked frustrated and the crowd encourages her to press on! What nice people! After about five minutes, Neo is ready to present her message, and a robotic sort of voice pops up. Clearly not as sophisticated as hers:

"You suck."

The crowd erupts into laughter, which transitions to rowdy applause and whistles. Neo just gives a cheeky smile with a shrug. What a message! She holds up the device again before addressing the crowd.

"This is what they want us to use? Did you see how long it took to just type in two measly words? They say we can simply get medical implants to allow us to speak freely, but if you're not a resident of Nova City, you're paying for that out of your OWN pockets! Do you think they're going to pay most of your non-essential surgery?!"

The crowd erupts with a boisterous "NO!"

"The government claims that such technology isn't their domain. But guess what? It IS their domain to make sure it's citizens are treated fairly by companies that half-ass technology for the differently abled and expect us to be satisfied. It is their RESPONSIBILITY to keep their companies in check by providing laws that go the distance for us, not just meet the minimum standards to satisfy the government! If they can't even do that, what good are they for?!"

Loud cheers and clapping are fueled by Neo's words.

"The government knows we're right because they're too scared to even LOOK at our lawsuit! {the crowd boos and hisses} These lawsuits represent us, our voice, and we aren't going to be ignored! We're going to keep fighting until they decide to meet us in court!"

Someone in the crowd starts chanting "READ OUR SIGNS! READ OUR SIGNS!", which catches with others in the crowd, and soon enough, the entire city is bathed in those three words. Neo just smiles, glad to lead such an angry crowd. Deep down, she hopes they start looting. She could use a new crepe maker. ]

[Yay, the paper. Myrrh doesn't usually read it because she doesnt have a use for them besides burning them for a campfire. But seeing the mention of dragons... The Red and Green drake feud. It got her right in the heart.]

It's so sad to hear about the red and green drakes... Had I been closer, maybe I could have helped them resolve things peacefully.

[Speaking of...]

Is there... By any chance, is there a way for humans and dragons to interact and help solve problems like the drake feud?

[this is much harder to write than it has any reason to be and there is no part of Imelda that actually wants to write it. But needs must and she must because there is too much on the table and, at any rate, at least she can distance herself somewhat from the question.

So she has to word it very carefully]



I know of someone who has a temper and a sort fuse when it comes to certain things. She is a shrew who will not be tamed, and yet her nature is making everyone in her familia suffer. So som advice on how to help her not care any more is appreciated.

Unless you are Ted.



[she glances over it. Si. This seems fairly ambiguous. Satisfied, she sends it]

Who: Andrea Hendricks, and anyone who happens to be in Nova City.
What: "Pilfered Parts" Bounty, Andrea is on the hunt for some thieves.
When: 11.05.
Where: Nova City.
Warnings: None

[ Andrea takes to the streets of Nova City, usually in the more populated places like plazas, bars, shopping and entertainment centers. Definitely within 5 miles of where her target is reported to have been seen. She's no detective, so she did what most people would do and ask around. She waves hello and asks: ]

Hey, got a sec? I'm looking for somethin', I'll be outta your way in a bit but...

[ Holding a holographic image projected from a device on her wrist, is a hovercraft truck that's linked to the thieves. It has a flame decal on the front with purple and orange colors ]

Seen this particular truck around these parts? I know it's a long shot, but it's important.

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Video/Action - Fayren

[ Flipping her sunglasses up as she parks her motorcycle at the front of Konoka's store - Mahora Fortune and Onmyoudo - Andrea gives a low whistle at the very Japanese decor as she struts in the store, activating her phone to make a network video before being briefly distracted and calling out to a clerk at the store ]

Heeeelllloooo? Anybody home? Konoka, you alive?

[ She looks around for a second, turning her attention back on her phone ]

Hey network, gonna make this quick. I'm on the lookout for people who use magic, and I'm offerin' to train with you sometime. I'm a frequent patron at the Holodeck in Nova, and I need to expand my skills and get familiarized with magic some more. Since that's pretty much everywhere in this place, gotta know how to deal with it. In exchange, I can teach you what I know. Modern infantry tactics, close-quarters combat, use of firearms. Let's talk, y'all.

Okay, so, everyone done turning into monsters? Guessing random crap tends to happen every month. Hopefully nobody turns into a turkey this week.

[Because Homura might be tempted to cook one.]

Anyway, before someone whines about another garden gnome or a bush that has an extra branch, figured I could ask a question:

What should be valued more? Strength, or friendship?

Odd question, but it might help me know what kind of people I am dealing with. You know, without constantly listening to the network. [Or spying on people.] Also, it's a trick question, so actually think before answering.

[Nearly cost her a friendship to figure it all out.]

[Lea appears on the network, looking over his copy of the invitation that went out to everyone a little while ago, and apparently deep in thought.]

So hey... was just wondering who all was actually planning on going to this masquerade thing?

[Holds up invitation.]

I've been kinda going back and forth on it myself. I mean, on one hand it might be fun, but on the other hand, I'd have to dress up. And I'm not much of a dancer, at least not the kind of dancing that's likely to go on at a fancy party like this.

A. ACTION: GENESSIA CITY

[There is a young man (one might say a "boy") at the Bay, arms folded across his chest as he rubs his chin in thought. In front of him, the hologram of Weiss Schnee repeats her message, and for the third time the boy reaches up to wave a hand in front of its face.]

... Okay, either you're a blind, deaf spirit, or... a message. Yeah.

[He looks around worriedly, as if hoping to see a certain someone nearby - but there's no one to be found, or at the very least not who he's looking for. Those with exceptional hearing can hear him mutter:]

Where are you, dad...?

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B. VIDEO

[Thanks to the easy to follow instructions in the pamphlet for newcomers, it isn't a huge undertaking for Atreus to get the device working properly, and the video feed begins focused... A little too close to his face, but these things take time and practice, right? He's smiling, but it's more polite (and nervous) than genuine.]

Hello?

...

Well, I think it's working... So. Hello! You know, again. I guess a lot of people are stuck here too, right? My name's Atreus, and I have... so many questions, but I'll start with one. That ghost lady who welcomes everyone mentioned something about how sometimes gods show up here.

Is that true? How many are here right now?