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[canaria]

[Sara (who does not remember her previous time here, and has only been here this time for just under 48 hours by now) is, quite literally, hanging out. The image on this video transmission to the network shows Sara's head and neck. She's obviously hanging upside down, because of the way her hair is being blown in the breeze outside, and the way the hair is positioned since it's being pulled by gravity.

Though it can't be seen, she's on a tree branch, her legs wrapped around it and one hand holding onto the branch while the other hand holds her device. She's also wearing jeans, black boots, a black t-shirt, and a white jacket.]

After being here for going on forty-eight hours now, I have to ask -- how many people who have heard of Star City are also here? I have apparently found myself world-hopping now, which ... okay, before I got here, I was about to start going time travelling.

[She says that last part in a tone that could be mistaken for sarcasm if someone wanted to interpret it that way instead of taking it seriously.]

Secondly, despite being new here, I'm already well into my mission to find the best pizza in this place, with no luck so far, so please help a woman out and advise me.

[Pizza is important, okay? She has priorities.]

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[jalan]

[ The girl that appears now on the network is not incredibly competent with this technology, but nor would she publicly broadcast without having had a bit of practice beforehand. That flicker of uncertainty in her expression is stifled, and her smile is subtle but warm. ]

Hello, [ is said, with a twinge of a raised eyebrow. ] My name is Daenerys Stormborn, of the House Targaryen, and this next moon will mark the six months I've been here. I am not the first of my land to arrive -- many of you are already familiar with Ambassador Baelish.

And over the past few months, more and more of my people have come through the Porter. We represent different lands, different values, different politics, but in this world, we find ourselves with more similarities than we'd ever imagine sharing. If any of you of Westeros or Essos are viewing this [ because gods know it took her a while ] and we've yet to meet, I'd very much like to rectify that.

There are more than just us, too, who have likewise entered this land and felt like strangers to its technology, its ways. If you feel more at home in a world of horses and candles and swords, I'd like to know you too, whether you're new or have been here for sometime. We face a conflict between wishing to recall always the worlds from which we hail, and represent them proudly, while achieving a level of integration that ensures we have a voice. Perhaps there is a solution to find, between all of us.

Likewise, [ she adds, ] if you are entirely at home here but perhaps would be willing to act as a guide, then please do step forward with your name and your skills. You would want also to be a patient sort of person, but I assure you, we learn quickly.

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[nishishi]

My birthday's coming up in three months, I actually remembered, this time.

[Honestly, people should be proud of him for remembering something that isn't food, adventure, or fighting-related.]

But not only do I not have a ship STILL, but my crew is still tiny. [It's just him and Zoro--that's so lonely.]

So what kind'a parties do people have in this weird place? I want a big one. And a fun one.

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[shittywizard]

[ A very fashionably dressed, green-skinned elf wearing a dapper, pointy hat over his long blond hair peers over the tops of some neon pink sunglasses to look into the camera. Surprisingly, he doesn't seem all that concerned with how this handheld technological wonder is able to broadcast him live, despite clearly being some sort of fantasy wizard. ]

So, this place is fucking bonkers, huh? One minute, I'm minding my own business, polishing the handle of my Umbra Staff and pretending to listen while some asshole tells me about his fish, and the next thing I know, I'm in some crazy bullshit world with floating battle wagons and way more elevators than could ever possibly be necessary.

On the bright side, I guess I'm a makeup artist now? Which sounds pretty sweet, I guess. Making people nicer to look at and not running all over the world to track down stupid-powerful weapons of mass destruction and almost getting killed every other Thursday? Sign me up! I needed a vacation, anyway.

But here's a really important question for all you listeners out there: who's gonna point Taako in the direction of the nearest day spa? Cha boy's had a hell of a day, and my pocket spa just ain't cutting it.

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[redigere]

The first person I'd ask for help about problems among friends is gone now...so I'd like to ask for help here instead.

What should I do about a friend who keeps pushing me away because he thinks I don't care about him anymore? Every time I talked with him it seemed like he misunderstood more and more of my feelings...to the point that he left home in anger. I don't know what to do or say anymore. I'm afraid I'll make things worse.

Kagami, if you're reading this, just come home. Please. We should talk this over.





And...does anyone know of some self-defense trainers? I meant to ask last month, but the black out happened before I could. I'd like to learn more. I need the distraction.