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So...I suppose this place isn't quite like home. A shame, but I should focus on learning what I can here.

First thing's first: I should introduce myself. I'm Mami Tomoe. I'm from a city called Mitakihara. It may take some time for me to get used to all this, but I'll do my best. Any help, of course, is appreciated.

I'll be in your care.

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[Mami sighed. She hoped Sayaka and Madoka got out of there alright. She couldn't do anything about it now though...So she needed to focus on what to do to get used to this place. And first thing on her list was to get a notebook to keep track of things around Genessia. Keeping notes was how she survived so long hunting witches after all.]

[She wandered around the city so long after getting the notebook, that she became hungry. Still, she continued walking, not wanting to give in and ask for directions. But she couldn't hold out forever, so she walked over to the first person she saw.]

Do you know where a good place to eat is? I'm new here.

-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-

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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!"

[Video]

[Archer is back and he smiles very brightly at the camera.]

Now taking bets on how long it takes for Rin to come here and kick my ass for vanishing.


[Actually it happens really fast, so there's a pause in the video for quite a while before Archer starts it again.]

Looks like I took a little leave without permission, but now I'm back again. My name is Archer, for those of you who don't know and care about that.

I'm planning on cooking something good to calm a certain someone down at least a notch, so anyone who knew me before is welcome to eat too.


[Action]

[As per his promise, Archer is going to go do some grocery shopping and prepare for making a meal. Mostly around in Genessia.

If you're someone he knows/likes/cares about, he can also be found in Fayren, at Ukabu-ie/Emiya House, making the meal and serving it to his friends.]

[June 5th: Action - Genessia City - Bay/City Wandering]

[Maybe you're outside enjoying the nice weather in June, or on your way to work, or in the middle of running an errand. If you happen to be near the Bay at just the right time, a little black cat can be seen emerging, vigorously shaking a wet front paw, then the other, then the back paws one at a time. Held in the cat's mouth by a handy loop of ribbon is the white box all residents get when they arrive. This is set down as the cat meticulously licks the extra water off of its paws, stretches, then picks up the box again to set off at a light and unconcerned trot.]

[The occasional superstitious person freezes up when the cat comes their way, but this kitty doesn't seem to care all that much.]

[Throughout the town the cat wanders, putting down the box to sit for a moment, ear flicking, tail thoughtfully swaying back and forth. Probably trying to decide which alleyway it wants to haunt, since it doesn't seem all that concerned with signs or trying to get into buildings. It just behaves like a normal cat.]

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[June 6th: Action - Nova City]

[Cats aren't often seen in this bright and gleaming city. And why would they be? There are no rats, the public receptacles immediately compact and dispose of trash, so a stray cat isn't going to have much luck scrounging around for something to eat...not to mention that people tend to microchip their pets in this high tech city of wonder and convenience.]

[But there's a cat just the same, wandering wherever it pleases. At least with all the hovercars it doesn't have to worry about getting run over, and though its pace occasionally hastens to avoid any uncommon instances of ground traffic, the cat seems relatively healthy and lording it up over all it sees like all cats do.]

[There's a lot of ground to cover in this city, and the cat keeps away from places of heavy foot traffic in favor of traveling lightly on top of railings, poles, and scaling the occasional tree to jump over any 'security' fences that might electrocute anyone who lands on top of it. Sometimes it just sits in the branch and watches the people down below for several minutes. Then it moves on.]

[OOC: Some notes about Yoruichi! Anyone sensitive to spiritual power...won't feel anything unusual! Despite having a great deal of spiritual energy, Yoruichi can compress and hide it. If you do manage to coax the cat into speaking, it sounds like a gruff old man. If you have a very special means of detecting someone in an unnatural shape, let me know! Regular scans from machines will just indicate a normal black housecat.]

 [The past few weeks have been difficult. So many friends and found-family members have disappeared lately, leaving Satou to stew in feelings of loss. She wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn't come. Which is strange. She's cried a lot in Genessia, but never because she was heartbroken. 

Then there's a ping on her device. Guardian Elections, huh... She sighs. After cleaning up her face, and her work desk, she takes to the network:]

Hello, everyone! Looks like the Guardian Elections are rounding the corner again, ne? Good luck to everyone applying~!

While I am going to re-run, this message isn't about that. It seems like a lot of people have vanished recently... I wanted to make sure that everyone was getting along okay. If anyone needs an ear or a hand, please doesn't hesitate to reach out. No one should be sad alone. 

[She pauses, her smile briefly faltering... then, beams again,] Back home, we light candles when people leave us. I was thinking of lighting a few and praying for my friends' to have pleasant and safe lives, wherever they may be now. If anyone wants to join me, please let me know! I was thinking of doing that tonight and tomorrow both. 

Okay. Kuroneko Satou, out... to the candle stooore~!

[When Dante shows up on the feed, he looks almost... refreshed.]

Hey everyone, sorry about going AWOL on such short notice. Had some family matters to attend to.

[For the Guardians, that should be a pretty good indication of what had come up at least.]

But, things are good now, and I'll be getting back to my duties immediately. A big thanks to Integra for stepping up and handling things in my absence.

[Private to Satou.]

Sorry for the mess we made on your turf. Shouldn't be happening again.

[Private to Integra]

How'd the interviews go?

( Well. This is an awkward position to be thrust into. What with the arrival of Dante's brother and leaving the town in 'crisis mode', he's left it up to Integra to take up the mantle, being Attleton's only deputy.

To anyone who may know her, they might have noticed she's been acting a tad more irate than what is typical for her, but to the camera-- at least, she appears perfectly unaffected, composed and rational. )

Good afternoon. Please, allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Integra Hellsing.

( Not being the most sociable person, it's actually been some time since she's addressed the network in such a fashion. A bit awkward, frankly, considering her position in this moment. )

I have come today to inform you all that Dante has had some personal affairs arise, and has left me to manage Attleton in his stead.

( She's so happy about this!! Can't. You. Tell??? )

Additionally, Dante has allocated the funds for me to hire on a new deputy. I will be conducting interviews in the Devil May Cry shop. Please contact me if you have any interest. Thank you.

[Video]

There's been a lot of talk lately about Heroes and villains, and the labels that society puts on us and blah bla blah-de-blah. Not saying those conversations aren't worth having, but I'm not gonna lie, I kinda hate those conversations.

However, because of my position of Guardian, I figured I should probably weigh in on the whole thing. I'm no hero. I'm not a villain. I'm the demon next door. So long as you stay in your lane and don't start shit in Attleton, we're cool. But kick up a ruckus in my back yard, and I don't care who you are or why, I will put you in the dirt.

[And with that the feed switches off.]

[Action for All Might]

[Dante groans as he tosses his phone across his desk, propping his feet up on said desk, and casting a glance at Toshinori who he'd been put in charge of protecting for the time being.]

Sorry 'bout that. It felt warranted, given everything. I stand by it though. Never really been a fan of heroes really.

Who: Archer and various people
What: Meetings between Archer and people (or even you!)
When: Pretty much the whole start of the year covered if needed
Where: Pretty much anywhere

Notes: Any open prompts are in this post, while any promised threads / threads that don't fit the prompts are in the comments.

( OTA Prompts )

Hello, everyone! Thank you so so much for your help with the doll incident in Everglade! I believe that's under control now. If you're still having problems, whether it be a lasting injury or property damage, please submit a report to me. I'll do my very best to pass it along to the appropriate parties as quickly as possible!

With that settled... I have to say, it was really amazing just how many people jumped into action to help! You guys were all super amazing and capable too.

So I was thinking! I'd like to make a list of people who are willing to help in incidents like that. If you'd be interested, please give me a call back. I can't pay you right now, unfortunately, so this would be mostly a community service type list.... hm. I don't know much about running a business, but I should read about it...

Oh. And what are good things to put in a gift basket?

[private : Remilia / Ted / Homura / Lancer / Camilla / Faye / Shirou / Rin / Andy / Augustine / Aizawa / Sync / Mavis]

[Everyone who helped in Everglade will be receiving an individual and private thank you message from Satou. The message includes words of gratitude for their help, and a a request for their physical address. Satou will be sending gift baskets and flowers as a 'thank you.']

[Orihime's face is serious as she regards the screen. Once the device is turned on, she sits back and takes a breath. There's a lot she wants to talk about...the new branch of Cake Town in Fayren, the two-week disappearance. But the latter is still too raw to discuss without leaving a bitter feeling in her gut, and the former too trivial.]

I want to know...if there are other heroes out there, who don't really make themselves publicly known.

[Her fingers dig a little tighter into the mattress.]

Last year there was one who went by X-Ray. He didn't have a good reputation, but he was a good hero. He didn't sign up for any hero jobs because he didn't want to be paid for what he was doing. Being true to his ideals meant he didn't have a great place to live, and couldn't really afford to eat well either. And that didn't seem right to me.

[Her gaze drifts down for a moment, her jaw tight. Then she glances at the camera again.]

So I thought there might be others like that here too, in similar situations. It's been bugging me for a long time, so I've worked really hard at expanding Cake Town. That way, I could afford to do something about it that isn't just donating leftover bread. If you're in a situation like that, let me know. It doesn't have to be a public response, and you can use whatever identity you're comfortable with. I'll keep it confidential.

[Orihime eases her grip on the sheets, exhaling quietly.]

...And let me know if you're open to the idea of a team or if you prefer to do things solo.

[With a nod of her head, she reaches forward and disconnects the feed. She has some training of her own to do.]

( Action Prompts )

[Video]

[Archer is sitting by the bay this time around. Almost like he's only just arriving, which is kinda how it feels like, after spending four days asleep at the Dream Docks. He seems calm... although he doesn't seem to show his face.]

Rin, next time I would appreciate it if you wrote your messages so that I can see them from a mirror. It took me ages to figure out what you'd written on my face this way.

In other words, I'm back from visiting home, if anyone wondered where I happened to be.

Dante, I might take you up on that drink now.

[Mostly because he feels like drinking as he now has to accept a few things. Speaking of those few things.]

Shirou, let's meet.


[Action]

[Archer is around the Bay for a while, but he's also going to do a little grocery shopping before going back towards home, so he can likely be spotted around stores as well. Somehow, he just feels like he should cook tonight.

He's also randomly sitting in high places, looking a bit melancholic.]

This is a message for the "South Attleton Safety Society."

Fuck off. Using powers for personal gain falls under assault and is already covered by the legal code. I'm not going to outlaw people being born a certain way. Hell, if I'm being brutally honest here, the demon license I implemented was aimed primarily at one person.

Also, any heckling of or otherwise interfering with people based on some stupid notion of 'normies vs power' is going to be classified as disturbing the peace, and my deputies will arrest and fine you.

Attleton doesn't need civilians playing soldier out of boredom. Go back to making stupid complaints to my office about garden gnomes and flamingos.

[Before cutting the feed Dante is going to angrily chuck a balled up newspaper off screen.]

{ action/around the bay }

( It was downright perturbing the way the awoke. Trapped in a silver coffin and caked in her own blood. In fact, she still couldn't quite believe it, even as she listened to the words of the hologram and perused the literature in the envelope. She didn't want to.

It was a cruel joke, certainly. Or a dream. Perhaps she might even be dead. Not likely, though. She would remember such a thing, even considering that she did just come out of a war.

But, as Integra always does, she would have to the most of it. Keep a stiff upper lip and move forward. So, she does. One clank of her boot after the other, as she staggered along out from the cavern and into the twilight engulfed bay. )

{ video }

( One shower and some much needed rest later, she had determined that no, this wasn't a dream. She's made a mental note to skewer whomever compelled her to this world later, but for now, she needed to find a way to thrive in this place. Learning to use the device was simple enough (as it was not terribly advanced from the technology in her world,) and the flicked on the screen. )

Good afternoon. My name is Sir Integra Hellsing, and I've only just arrived. I'm searching for a tutor of sorts, someone experienced in cooking, and I'm willing to compensate for their time.

( Exactly how, she hasn't determined yet, but... details. )

With that in mind, I'm looking to see what jobs are available. I'm an experienced combatant with training in both bladed weapons and firearms.

( She's not about to demand any kind of leadership position, but it's clear she carries a certain gravitas to her words.

With that, the feed flicks off. )

 [video]

Good afternoon, everyone. This is Deputy of Attleton and Detect of Everglade, Satou Kuroneko, speaking. With this recent doll problem, I'd like to organize some defensive and investigative measures in Everglade. This will be entirely voluntary, so I'm sorry about that.

Those of us with pendents are a varied and talented bunch, and I have no doubt that our skills combined can get to the bottom of this. I'd like to start by organizing investigative parties: Pairing those whose talents lie in uncovering the truth with those who can fight to protect them. I've got three primary points in mind for thorough investigating and could use all of the help that I can get.

I'd also like to suggest that we group us in pairs or trios to help anyone being harassed by these dolls. If you can help with that, please let me know what your skill set is.

I'm going to make a list of interested volunteers. Likewise, if you're feeling unsafe and would like someone to help you, please let me know. 

Thank you for your time, everyone!

[ooc; feel free to threadjack if your characters are planning to group up.]

[Have a moderately stiff, slightly uncomfortable-looking Japanese woman trying to adjust the feed so that it's centered well. Someone is definitely not comfortable with this but trying to pull off a stoic demeanor.]

My name is Tomoe Himura, I am seeking some form of employment. I freely admit that I am at a disadvantage with most technology here as it does not exist where I come from. I learn quickly and believe I can pick up on most things provided I am shown how to use them.

I have been taught basic skills from the samurai class including the traditional tea ceremony and flower arrangement if there is such a need. I have nearly ten years experience with childcare, am considered a moderately good cook and have worked as both waitstaff and housekeeping. Lastly, I have had six months experience in assisting an apothecary [*cough*fake apothecary*cough*] though I cannot claim any medical knowledge in and of itself, simply preparatory knowledge. [She has become a wiz with that mortar and pestle.]

[She bows a little awkwardly considering she's bowing to a gadget instead of a person]

Douzo yoroshiku onegaishemasu.



( [Action around Fayren, Attleton and Genessia (Nova City is just a bit too much and she's gathered Everglade is prooooooobably not a good idea for her...] )

[Action]

[Shirou has been in plenty of strange situations before. However, this was by far the most strange of them all. He's in another world, emerged out of a box in a bay with some strange items in his possession. And now he's looking over the literature after watching, of all things, a hologram. He isn't having trouble picking up what is written -- after all, he once had to gather info from an explanation by Kotomine -- it's just...really crazy. But it's what he's going through right now, so he has to press on.

Eventually, he tires of reading and starts to walk away from the Bay.]

[Video]

[The feed shows a young man with red hair and gold eyes. He also appears to be wearing a shirt with raglan sleeves.]

Um, hey, I'm new here, and I have a question. Is there anyone out there looking for either a cook or someone who can move boxes and other kinds of labor?

[A man's got to earn his living.]