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[ Action; Genessia City, over the Cove ]

[ Those of you in Genessia City might notice the dark clouds swirling overhead. Those of you paying attention to those clouds will realize that they are swirling over the Cove in the center of the city. They become more noticeable when you see the red lightning arcing between clouds, and the girl floating underneath them.

The girl is obviously demonic, what with the horns and flying and... red lightning arcing around. She also has on a black and red eyepatch, which is important to note.

Once she's gathered enough storm clouds overhead and a crowd underneath, she makes her declaration. She's shouting, and she's pretty loud, but also? She's pretty high up. Her words are hard to hear. ]

You think you can kidnap the Demon Lord and get away with it!?! Come forth and face your JUDGEMENT! The flames of eternal torment await any who would make an enemy of me, to steal me away from my dark brides! I will make this entire world my enemy if I must, and see it burn away into cinders!

....Seriously! Who do I have to murder for this!?


[ Video, slightly later ]

[ Later, the storm clouds are all gone. She's gone back to get all the sweet loot she had left behind in the Cove. And she's making a video post, looking slightly sheepish. The eyepatch is gone, and you can see both of her eyes now - red, with black sclera.

She seems to be speaking to somebody off camera for a moment. ] Is this right? Is it working? Is it... how do you know it's on? [ She looks back to the camera, squints slightly, then nods.

Clears her throat. ] I'm, um, sorry about all the storm clouds and loudly declaring the world my enemy and stuff. I wasn't actually going to burn down the city probably, [ she totally was, ] I was just upset.

I'm Vera, the Demon Lord. It's, uh, a pleasure. I guess.

Is it just me or does anyone else feel alone when they know they are not?

-Video-

I feel like I should be more freaked out right now, what with being lost in another dimension. But it's just that there's just so much weird STUFF here that I'm feeling more excited than lost! I already found a real life medieval village! Is it time travel or just more different dimensions...?

Sorry, I'm rambling. The name's Tracer! Former agent of Overwatch and general nosy busy body. Who else is around here?

-Action-

It's an ordinary day in Genessia, when tragedy struck. Someone wasn't looking when crossing the street, and they got hit by some asshole in a bright red sports car who was talking on his phone while driving. Whoever was hit, be it some random passerby or YOU, was killed instantly. A senseless loss of li-

-Action...?-

It's an ordinary day in Genssia, when tragedy nearly struck. Someone wasn't looking when crossing the street, and they ALMOST got hit by some asshole in a bright red sports car who was talking on his phone while driving. Whoever was about to get hit got pulled back onto the sidewalk a split second before the car roared past.

The chronal accelerator on Tracer's chest dimmed a bit as she made sure they (you?) were okay.

"You really ought to watch where you're going. That could have been real bad!"

(OOC: her permission post is here)

[video] Shameless plug
Well, I reviewed the recent conversations on this network, so I won't bother with the whole "Where are I? What's going on?" procedure. I have a pretty good idea of what's going on. It's superbly annoying, but I haven't survived as long as I have without learning to adjust. So I'm going to try starting a business that's, as they say, by artists for artists. Basically I'm going to apply my prior experience as a professional artist and manager of artist collectives to helping other artists, whether it is with selling their works, promoting themselves, getting exhibited, or getting gigs from local businesses. If you're interested, whether it is as an artist or support staff, drop me a line. I'm called The Shadow Lurking Behind You, but you can just call me Shadow.

Might as well do something with my time now that I've lost many of the usual ways to spend my time. And physicality means I need money for a place to stash my stuff and art supplies. Speaking of, who else have suddenly found themselves physical? It sucks. It means you actually have to walk places and so on. I'll just make that my one complaint of this post.

Also, what's with all this collecting adorable fight-happy critters? It's like something out of someone's dream about similar video games.

[action] The Shadow Lurking Behind You

[You're probably just walking somewhere, probably on a street, when it happens. You get a unspeakably ominous feeling. Like something horrible is lurking behind you. It feels like it's approaching. The shadows seem deeper, darker, like they're hiding things.

Or maybe you have enough resistance to such things to realize you're the target of an illusion.]

[action] Just Catnapping Around Town

[Or you might encounter Shadow in one of her lazier moods loafing around in one of her favorite forms: a black-furred sabertooth cat with red eyes. She has a tendency to sprawl out in weird places like other people's pouches, atop other people's cars, or inside elevators.]

[Alice learned from watching the others, as Sophie screwed up the video, and has checked out the network enough to see it's not exactly uncommon to screw up at first. This weird technology might be unfamiliar to her, but she can learn by observation, and so when she sends out a video message herself, she's very calm, having figured it out.]

Good afternoon. My name is Alice Kozakura, and I have arrived here with my friends Sophie Summerhelm, Marie Cooper, and Aran Voliere. However, we are still missing some of our companions- Lulu, Celadon, and Valencia. It, ah... Well, their surnames are not necessarily relevant. They will be quite easy to identify, even without them. I am given to understand that searching for your separated companions by means of this device is the norm here.

Also, I am told that we must seek employment here. However, I am a doctor at home, skilled in the treatment of wounds and ills. I find it doubtful that those here would trust a physician they have no knowledge of their training or skills, and so I must ask instead. Need I obtain a license of some sort? Else, what may I do to continue my duties here?

[She lowers her head in a slight bow to the camera.]

Thank you for your time.

[ It seems like today is basically newbie central because there's another puzzled looking girl on the network today. Except... she doesn't really seem to realize that she is, in fact, on the network? The video feed just shows her face (thankfully not from too unflattering an angle) with an expression of total confusion as she visibly fiddles with the phone. But then she catches on that she is in fact recording and after a short – ]

Hwahh–!

[ – of surprise, the feed goes dead. Uh...

Not too long afterwards, another message pops up, apparently from the same user. It's, thankfully, less of a disaster than the (apparently accidental) video message. ]

To the residents of Genessia City,

Hello and well met! I'm very pleased to be introducing myself to all of you. Please forgive me for sending a letter in lieu of a personal introduction. But from what I understand, everyone will be able to see this message!

My name is Sophie Summerhelm and I'm a new arrival here in the city. I'm a traveling alchemist hailing from Adelheld and I hope to be able to put my skills to use in helping everyone should any trouble come up! If possible, I would like to ask if there are any schools or institutes already studying alchemy here or if there is anyone I should contact.

Thank you very much for your help! I hope I'm able to meet and make friends with everyone properly over the next few days.

Sincerely,
Sophie Summerhelm