[While it had been unexpected to arrive here, Kylo Ren has gotten his bearings easily enough. He observed the welcome, thoroughly read through all the information he could find, found the map and his temporary lodgings and that is now where he is. Upon examining his device, he finally decides to broadcast a message. It's clear he's annoyed, though. There's a frown on his face and his lips are pursed until he speaks.]

Even given such a hospitable welcome, this is not acceptable. I can't be held here. If anyone has any information on how to leave or an available ship, inform me at once.

Video: [There is a lot of camera action going on, and an angry, dark-haired woman can be seen on the screen. At times the vision is unfocused, upside-down, blocked by her fingers, or even shook. Actually, it is shaken a lot.]

What in the hells is...ugh! [Violent shaking overtakes the feed.] Stupid...contraption!

[This sort of interaction continues on. Her fist hits the screen a couple of times, making it go black as the feed cuts off.

It's probably still usable?]


Action in Genessia: [Li-Ming is no stranger to foreign lands, but this...was definitely not Sanctuary. There's far more metal and movement than usual, and far more people dressed so...oddly. She stares around at people that pass her by, yet although she thinks them odd, she's the one with a wand in one hand and a magic source floating in the other. Unknowingly, Li-Ming walks into a street crowded with cars, with a few coming right towards her. Without hesitation, she casts a forceful wave of energy to knock back the traffic. Unharmed, she's created a circle around her while vehicles pile up around her. Noting that the mechanical monstrosities wouldn't attack further, she points a gloved finger to a random stranger.]

You, there! [Her wand hand sweeps over the piles of damaged cars.] Tell me about these creatures, and this... [She looks about the tall buildings with a skeptical eye.] town.

[When the feed clicks on, the view is of an elaborate and oppulent cathedral, with an older man in robes addressing the camera with a warm smile.]

These are troubling times in the city. Tragedy surrounds us on many levels, from the individual tragedies of the poor, to the more widespread. It is for this reason that my brothers and I have decided to formally establish the Temple of the Triune here in Genessia. Our doors are open and all that seek asylum and shelter will find it within the walls of the temple. Please, do not hesitate to join us.

[Throughout the day, the cathedral will be manned by three men, with each man spending a large amount of time kneeling at the foot of one of the three statues that are placed behind the pulpit, though one would instantly attend to any that required their attention.]

[At first there's static on the feed, though the static quickly turns into a low gravely and slightly distorted laugh.]

It seems that the heroes are gathering like moths to a flame. Such righteousness and bravery, it's almost palpable.

I simply have one question for all these heroes...

...How many of you have braved the pits of the Burning Hells, seen the horrors within, and escaped with your lives?

I doubt many - if any - of you have... but you will soon. Very soon...

[The laugh returns as the feed starts to fade, though it sounds more unhinged and distorted than before...]

WHO: Open!
WHAT: Midboss hosts a tournament to celebrate the end of the year. Food stalls, games, danmaku and fighting. Fun for everyone...at least until Diablo shows up.
WHEN: Monday 29th - Tuesday 30th December
WHERE: Attleton Arena & the surrounding area
WARNINGS: Violence, chaos, fighting, Midboss' ego.

Even with the loss of the oversized statue of himself, Midboss had done his best to prepare Attleton for the tournament ahead. He'd made sure to order plenty of flowers from Terra, and thus roses of many colours lined the main road leading up to Arena.

Stalls had been popping up since the early hours of the morning, and by Monday afternoon, a colourful selection stood along the street - both for party games and street food. It was important to have a variety, even if it gave rise to a rather disorganised mish-mash of activity.

Monday night opened with fireworks, announcing the beginning of an evening Danmaku showcase to warm up the atmosphere. Koishi had been given largely free-reign over the event, for better or for worse.

Drinks and music ran late into Monday night, as the Arena was cleared for people to mingle, with a pop-up bar provided for everyone's enjoyment.

The stalls returned Tuesday lunchtime, with the tournament proper set to run all afternoon and into the evening if need be.

It promised to be an interesting event, and the Guardian could be found flaunting his way around the city right up until the fighting was ready to begin.

[OOC: Here's the Tournament log! I'll put some comments with headers for people to mingle under, but if you want to make your own that's cool too - feel free to organise whatever fights you want, and have fun :)

As per earlier discussions - Koishi will be running Danmaku craziness, and at some point during the tournament Diablo is going to drop in to ruin Midboss' fun, so feel free to give Diablo-mun a poke if you want to get involved.]

So... I've been looking into a few things and, well... what I found wasn't good. I heard about those murders in Attleton, and since I'm not much of a fighter I started asking around and talked to some of the people that saw what had happened...

[She holds up a piece of paper depicting a magical circle with archaic runes in the outer circle. In the middle of the circle was a pentagram. It was a simple design, yet somehow carried with it a certain air of dread.]

People say they saw this mark painted in the blood of the victims, and I'm afraid I'm not the only person from my world here. That's the seal of Diablo. Diablo is a demon lord of immense power, one of the seven Lords of Hell, and one of the three Prime Evils. He has a history of imbuing those that follow him with immense power, so it is possible that one of his cultists have come to this place and has not revealed himself. That's the best-case scenario. Worst case is that The Lord of Terror walks this plane of existence.

Just, if anyone sees this seal, be prepared for a fight... and fight for your lives because your life will depend on it...

Garden Park Apartments room 108 had been exhibiting some very strange phenomena since the previous tenant vanished. After the initial staff entered to clear out the belongings and vanished, only one other attempt was made before the door was simply closed and locked. People began seeing things. Strange creatures. Plush mice and spindly nurses seen out of the corner of people's eyes. Cheese going missing without explanation. But slowly these strange occurrences began to wind down with time and had all but vanished.
It had stopped growing for now but as it stood there was no way to bypass it in the hall and if it expanded much more it was at risk of taking over the sidewalk and streets.

( Action, cut for blood and general demon nastiness. )

[Video]

[Some time later, after reassuming Leah's form, Diablo took out the communicator and pointed it at himself. He was seated at a cafe in Genessia City now, with a look of... unease on the girl's face.]

I know I haven't been here long, but... is there something wrong with the people here? It's like... they're all hollow inside...

[OOC: Anyone in Attleton is more than welcome to come across the scene of the crime. Diablo isn't the type to really clean up after himself, but given his nature, doesn't leave much in the way of clues behind. People are more than welcome to check it out though!]

[In the early night hours, a pod in the bay opens, and a rather unassuming young woman climbs out of it. Briefly she considers the items placed in the pod with her, quickly allowing the money to drop from her grasp, and she listens to the hologram of Weiss give its introduction before venturing out into the streets. She doesn't say anything to anyone she passes, nor does she seem very... out of place. She does however wait until she's relatively alone, approaching a nearby storefront that has already closed. As she approaches the darkened window, she unbuttons the top two buttons of her blouse, pulling the fabric down just far enough that anyone with keen eyes could see the edges of a jagged ebony stone jutting from her chest, with occasional fiery shapes drifting through the stone in the reflection of the window.]

I don't understand... Malthael destroyed the stone to channel my power, and that of my siblings... He was struck down by the Nephalem, and yet... here I am, alone in the stone and possessing this body...

[She mutters to herself in barely a whisper. She turns her pale face outward toward the city, eyes darting back and forth as she re-buttons her blouse.]

And this... is not Sanctuary. I can feel no traces of the Heavens or Hells here... but these people are human. Hmm... could Lilith and Inarius have created a second world away from the conflict? ...No, this place has no connection to the Worldstone... hmm... this requires research...