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WILL YOU HELP SAVE THE WORLD?

Mask or Menace is a panfandom urban 'superhero' genre DWRP game, where heroes, villains, and everyone in between seek to survive and thrive in a world loosely parallel to our own.

ghoulking

[ video comes up, and there is Kaneki and Cass looking at the camera. He is sitting down with a serious expression and nods at Cass to let her know he will start ] It has been a week since the Death Island Swear-in, and we actually have a lot of things to discuss. [ so… many… ]

During the Swear-In, myself and a team of imPorts met with an OTO representative from a less extreme branch of their organization. We talked and they said all they want to do is to send us home: this branch has no plans on killing us, but they also don’t really care about Atropos. All they want is for us to go home. So they suggested us working together on just that: they want us to establish a spy to report back on government and imPort projects regarding the imPort multiverses and multidimensional advances. In return, they’d do the same and tell us about their own interdimensional travel efforts. [ by kaneki’s expression, he is not Impressed. ]

We decided we would ask the imPort community what you want to do. Ideas, options, opinions. I do want to remind you, however, we never established direct contact with the OTO before, this is the first time. [ so it’s good to think things through.

After, Kaneki will look back at Cass because this trip is not over yet. ]

Yeah, I’m here too. Again. [ She’s starting to realize this is a pattern, at this point. ] So, if you’re wondering about the actual permanent-death-inducing laser cannon that caused what we were all memorializing over there- it’s not there anymore. And it’s probably in the hands of OTO. Because we can’t have a single fucking moment of peace around here, obviously.

[ After taking a moment to rub her forehead: ] Specifically, it’s owned by a company called Agile Systems Solutions that OTO owns most of the stock of- well, companies associated with them do. Let’s just say it’s OTO and get it over with. Kaneki’s thinking we should pool our combined riches and harness the power of late capitalism to worm our way in, so if you’re an imPort that actually has money, feel free to pitch in, I guess. Or whatever you want to do. Point is, something that can off any of us for good is in the hands of a bunch of mass murderers who want to murder us specifically, which makes me think we probably shouldn’t trust them with any spies...but obviously we’re all leaving that to you people. Try not to lose your shit.

That plan from- uh- Psychopomp and I last month is still on the table, by the way. [ She sighs. ] Like I said. Try to actually think before you pitch a fit, here? We kind of have a potential apocalypse to prevent.

((ooc: mirror network))

earthy

[It takes Terra a while to investigate his new little communicator device... and then a while longer to remember everything he was told about how to use the thing... but eventually he gets an audio recording going.]

Hm. That definitely did something. [Or he's pretty sure he got an audio recording going, anyway.] Yeah, looks like it's working now. Okay. Uh... Hello?

[There's a brief pause and then he clears his throat and starts again.]

Hello. My name's Terra. I'm new to this area.

[This whole situation is an unimaginably big problem in regards to the keeping of the World Order, and he is probably duty-bound to Do Something About It, but while he figures out exactly what one is supposed to do about a whole world full of people knowing there are other worlds out there, he'll just not contribute to the problem. You will get no acknowledgement that this is another world from him, no sir/ma'am.]

I was wondering if anyone's figured out why they're here? I've read a couple times now that it's just... an accident, some random happening, but I don't buy it. There's gotta be a reason this power has been bringing people to this place. Some purpose or purposes it means for us to serve?

[Another pause. What else was he meaning to ask? Oh, right.]

And does anyone know anything about the games played around here? Sports games, specifically. I was given a job as a sort of coach... [Wait, let him just read the job title off the paper-] An 'Athletics Counselor'. For troubled kids. I'm told I'll get some training for the job, but I'd like to go into it knowing as much as I can... and right now, I really don't know anything. [Ah.] Except that they don't use fruit as balls in any of their games.

[A good thing to know, that.]

That's about it, I guess. Thanks for your time.

[Now to remember how to turn this device off.]

Hope that worked.

forgeabettertomorrow

[When the stream starts, you are greeted to a large, out-of-focus, green eye. Slowly, the eye backs away to show that is, in fact, Darin and he appears to be tinkering with something on the communicator. He's still too close to see where he is, but he seems fairly intent on...something. His tongue is poking out of the corner of his mouth, and every so often, he puffs at his bangs with keep impeding his vision. Looks like the smith needs a haircut.]

[Finally, he backs away, revealing that he is in his forge, which may come as a surprise to some. Specifically, he's in a testing area of the forge, where he likes to test some of his newest creations. The area is cleared out, save for a mannequin that looks like it might have come from a department store. What's that? Where did Darin stea--procure a department store mannequin? That's a very good question that unfortunately can't be answered because he's about to say something! Let's watch!]

Alright, let's see here. This is the first test of D-Countermeasure Number Two. Codename: Sticky Situation.

[Apparently, Darin likes to give his new toys fun code names because he's forever a child. That said, he steps to the side of the frame and holds up what looks like a cross between a grenade and a baseball. He clicks the red button on top and tosses it at the mannequin, then immediately dives off camera. The mini-grenade goes off at the feet of the mannequin and splatters...something all over the place. Literally, all over. It's got the consistency of snot and it just clings to the mannequin and everything else in about a twenty food radius. Darin walks back on screen, his boots sticking to the slop on the floor.]

Ugh. Okay. Gonna have to work on containing the blast radius and...consistency of the adhesive...

[He trudges over to the recording device and attempts to shut off the recording. Except he doesn't. He steps back and looks around.]

...Hello?

...Anyone here? Momo?

[He listens for a few minutes to the silence before a grin creeps onto his face and he hurries off screen. Seconds later drums and guitar start blasting at maximum volume. A bucket lands on screen and Darin skids on screen with a large, industrial mop which he's jamming on like it's the greatest guitar in the universe. And if you think for a second Darin is half-assing his little performance, think again. He is going hard, mopping up the goopy mess while simultaneously, using the mop as a microphone stand to belt out the lyrics. He even improvises some sick flips and twirls of that mop. He's three quarters of the way through the song when he catches sight of the recording light and you can literally see the realization dawning on his stupid face. Unfortunately, he was in mid twirl, and he sets his boot down in a puddle of that semi-set adhesive. He spins right out of said boot, crashes into the mannequin, and goes launching off screen. A weapon rack falls just off frame and the song cuts off as Darin's hand shoots up and knocks the device off of its perch.]

maskormods

THE MAJORITY REPORT: JANUARY 10TH, 2019New imPorts are once again arriving into this world, as sure as spring comes after winter. Jeopardy has taken up housing some of these fresh faced individuals, even after the imPort Housing Redistribution. Gotta keep those budget cuts in mind!

CODEBREAKING THE BARRIER
As seen in As seen in local Maurtia Falls police blotter:
EVERY OUTCOME HAS ITS CAUSE, AND EVERY PREDICAMENT HAS ITS SOLUTION.

This message was found in two different buildings through the city. 2011 Townscourt and 211 Parkroad, both had their basements and first floors intentionally flooded, just like it had happened back in May of last year. Townscourt and Parkroad are both private residences and none of the residents were at home during the crimes.

Police currently has no leads but will continue to investigate.

TOYING WITH OUR HEARTS
As seen During the slow news cycle that is the holidays, this was likely picked up by several newspapers looking to fill columns, but it was all over Bwitter, BlueTube and other click-baity sites:
With the holidays behind us, civilians and fans of the imPort community find themselves in the grip of a new struggle. Over the holiday season, photos depicting imPort peacekeeper and fandom darling Lucina have surfaced depicting her caught up in some holiday magic with Blacksmith Bachelor Darin Altway. After a riot broke out, in which the brazen blue-haired blacksmith was caught accidentally destroying the last must-have holiday toy at a De Chima shopping center, some fans were lucky to spy the two huddling behind a map of the mall. Dozens of photos have circulated around Bwitter and keen-eyed internet sleuths have engaged in bitter wars over the authenticity of the photos. The biggest debate seems to circulate around some dark pixels above the pair, which some have speculated to be mistletoe. Ardent fans of Lucina, who have rallied under the banner of the "Lucina Legion of Love" refuse to accept the photos as truth, citing such arguments as 'she's too pure to get involved with that idiot' and 'she would never betray us this way!' Another faction, going by the name of "Blue Believers" have risen against the Legion, proclaiming their support for the couple. Amazingly, a third faction has risen up in all of this tumult. Refusing a moniker, they simply ask "Why should we care? Leave these people alone." The resulting fallout has led to a mass banning of Bwitter accounts that have violated the company's Terms of Service citing instances of harassment. For the time being, it seems most discourse, along with analysis videos of the photos, have begun appearing on, ironically, BlueTube.

NOT THE INTERWEBS
As heard on the AM radio airwaves of Jeopardy:

"Welcome to Foxtrot Uniform Xray station.

Please enjoy your stay.

20;8;5;0;23;5;2; ;20;8;5;0;23;5;2; ;9;20;0;8;21;7;19;0;21;19;0;1;12;12; ;20;8;5;0;23;5;2; ;19;8;5;0;19;1;9;4; ;8;5;18;5;0;3;15;13;5;19;0;25;15;21;18;0;6;1;12;12;0!"

DROPPING A DOOKU ON THE FRONT PORCH
As seen around Maurtia Falls:
The image of the late and great Count Dooku has been reappearing around the city of Maurtia Falls. Often in quick stencil-and-spray-paint fashion, ala Banksy, with succinct slogans like I'VE WARNED YOU, I'VE WARNED YOU ALL and YOU DIDN'T LISTEN TO MY PODCAST DID YOU? and COUNTING DOWN TO WHEN THE GOVT SEIZES YOUR MEANS OF PRODUCTION AND ENSLAVES YOU.

It is unclear what this graffiti means.

CODE SWITCH
The Homeland Security Advisory System has moved from JUNIPER LATTE TO THE PARTY to ELECTRIC SLIDE BLUE. Boogie woogie woogie.

WANT TO SUBMIT TO THE MAJORITY REPORT?
The Majority Report comes out the 10th and 20th of every month. You may find details and submit here. The cut-off time is 12:01 AM PST on the 9th and the 19th for the corresponding dates.

janus_scholar

[The video feed presents an older british gentleman at his desk, surrounded by stacks of history books. He looks up into the camera and smiles warmly.]

Good evening, my name is Walter Strickler. I'm a new arrival here, and I thought it best that I introduce myself. More than that, actually, I was hoping to ask a question.

I am in the midst of familiarizing myself with the history of this world, and how it differs from my own... Most of the discrepancies have been fairly minute, others less so, but it lead me to wondering about other worlds. Your worlds, and the histories theirin; if you care to share them. I suppose I'm just curious, is it common for most of us... "imports" to be from worlds that are similar, or ones that are vastly different? Is there anything here that has struck you as odd?

[There's a small pause, an aside glance, as he arranges the wording of his next question carefully.]

And, are 'powers' common where you're from? Whether it be mutations, magic, or anything of the sort. Are these things familiar to you?

Please do forgive me if I take a moment to understand anything you have to share. I must admit, I am still attempting to process all of this... But I would not want to have anyone feeling put-out for my misgivings. Thank you. I look forward to getting to know you all better.

bindsthedead

[Sabriel's sitting primly at her desk in Helix Station wearing a suit and tie, her hair neatly brushed. Whatever this is, it's a carefully planned statement, rather than a spur of the moment post. Despite her outwardly calm appearance, she seems to be shaking slightly before she steadies herself.]

Something is strange about Jeopardy. I understand that the town appeared before my arrival, and that only imPorts remember it not existing, but something is wrong in that town.

Nobody that has died there has properly passed on since the town was founded- and while Death is normally not something I can even attempt to reach, I could feel it, reach for it- even hear it there. But when I tried to walk into it, I was blocked- as are all the spirits there. People aren't hallucinating there, they're catching glimpses of the Dead. And as hard as I tried, I couldn't help any of the Dead I found to pass on. [Which is worrying. If they've been in that state for years, it's unlikely they'd suddenly start attacking the living, but the whole thing makes Sabriel uneasy.] I'm not sure if it's some sort of attempt at warding gone wrong, or... something else. I intend to investigate further, and I'd like the aid of any other imPorts with an affinity for Death.

I also have another request, one I've been meaning to make for a few weeks. Magic in my world is not purely an inborn thing. Charter magic can be taught to those who accept baptism into the Charter, and have the dedication and discipline to practice it. Given what we've learned of the threats imPorts face, having more people skilled in binding and healing magic seems prudent. [Especially binding. She'd like to have as many mages as she can who can help with her plan against Atropos.]

minorgod

[ Yato sounds a little tired, but trying to keep it from his voice too overtly. ]

Anyone happen to have found a pure running spring in any of the Porter cities? Or outside them?

Anywhere really, I'm not gonna be picky.

photophobic

[ Kylo Ren is standing in a park in the city of De Chima, where a fresh blanket of snow has fallen. He has a perfectly formed ball of snow in his hand and an intense, focused expression on his face. ]

Residents of De Chima.

I am Kylo Ren.
Meet me at the municipal park and gardens, where a snow battle will commence. I will permit one hour for the construction of defensible positions. Those wishing to join forces with me against the enemy should speak now.

[ And the feed cuts out. ]

queenofseers

[ The feed opens on Cassandra’s apartment- or what soon will not be Cassandra’s apartment, as one may be able to tell from the fact that everything’s in boxes behind her. Cassandra is on screen, certainly not looking or sounding as terrible as the last time she posted on the network, but still a good bit exhausted. And a bit...frustrated? It could be worse. There's a portion of the screen behind her that's hard to focus on, as if it doesn't want to be looked at. ]

Okay. So- for those of you who are actually interested in figuring shit out around this place, I’ve got a request. Or- we do, apparently. [ Suddenly, that portion of the screen is just fine being looked at, where the tall figure and gazelle skull mask of the Psychopomp looms behind Cassandra. ]

We’re looking for magic users. Anyone with... [ She taps her chin. Clearly she’s trying to find the right words, for a number of reasons. ] Offensive abilities. Or some sort of psychic powers. [ Psychopomp raises one finger, interjecting from behind her: ] Not offensive, as such. The abilities we seek have to do with the mind, particularly in the binding together of them.

God. Fine, yeah, what they said. It’s all abstract anyway, fucking...supernatural bullshit. [ She waves a hand around, as if that’ll assist her point. ] What we’re saying is we need some help on a project. A big one. So if you can do that- and if you’re willing to do it with pretty fucking high stakes- let us know.

Be warned, when we speak of high stakes, we mean the highest of stakes in this land. We mean to mitigate them, with thy help, and perhaps they will be reduced for thee enough to be as naught, but this task is not for such that cannot steel themselves to such a task. If thou art serious, we appreciate thy inquiry.

...They mean you could get hurt, if you need a translation. [ She’s a journalist. She likes blunt language. ] Oh- and if you want something a little less dangerous, we could use some help with a survey, too. Much less potentially deadly. Thanks in advance to those of you who actually give a shit, I guess.

[ ooc: Plain text is Cassandra, bolded is Psychopomp/

glowsferatu. Replies will come from both! ]

maskormods

THE MAJORITY REPORT: DECEMBER 10TH, 2018It's that time for giving and taking, what with the winter holidays hitting around. And the government wants to take what you have to give -- within a reasonable amount. Comment HERE on the official forms with a topic for debate. From the suggestions, topic(s) will be chosen for upcoming imPort Ambassador candidates to debate, so be wise in your choices. But when aren't you?

BREW-TAL DUDE
As seen in Maurtia Falls local news and on various social media accounts:
In the early hours of the morning of December 7th a mysterious fire broke out at one of Maurtia Fall's favorite tea shops Brew World Order. Unfortunately, the building was completely destroyed but the cause of the fire is still unknown. The only lead is vague rumors of an old man with a white and gray beard being seen in the area but as of yet there has been no follow up. As always, anyone with any information is encouraged to reach out to MFPD.

IMPORTANT GOVT BUSINESS
As seen in all the national newspapers, press releases, political and ImPort-related websites:
The Import Relations Division of the Justice Department, in response to Count Dooku’s demand for compensation regarding his loss of property during his incarceration, would like to dedicate this formal apology to Count Dooku, and has additionally renovated the Imprisoned ImPort Safekeeping system. A new plaque sits over a wall of lockers, titled the “Count Dooku Memorial Import Storage Locker” in memorial to him, sits in the Cape Canaveral base with guards and power nullifiers surrounding the perimeter of the room. No one’ll be stealing from Imprisoned Import storage again!

Along with the gift card given to the Count previously, the IR Division has released this formal apology for all to see.

REST IN PEACEKEEPING
As this is the official press release picked up by major news outlets within the Porter Cities, it is as follows:
PRESS RELEASE FROM AEGIS FORCE: The imPort peacekeeping team Aegis Force is closing recruitment for the time being, having fully filled its ranks with fifteen imPort members. Aegis thanks all its members for stepping forward to help protect the innocent throughout the Porter cities. Recruitment will re-open if and when new spots become available on the team.

Finally, Aegis would like to wish all citizens, imPort and native, a happy and safe holiday season. If you have any questions, concerns, or information to report about ongoing cases, please contact the Aegis Force hotline.

MAY THE RESOURCE BE WITH YOU
As reported in a local Maurtia Falls newspaper and spread via Bwitter:
'Tis the season for giving, and several local charities have banded together to help those in need have a happy holiday season. Kanan Jarrus, ImPort and head of youth outreach programs NeoJedha and the Endeavor Center, believes cooperation like this can help make our city a safer place.

"We're hoping to feed a lot of people this year," he said in an interview this week. "If we can help people in need, we can help reduce crime rates and make Maurtia Falls safe for everyone who lives here."

But he can't do it alone.

"We always need help, but especially this time of year," he added. "Socks. Everyone needs socks, and people don't really think about donating them much. Or money to buy socks. Or you could volunteer some time to help feed people, or distribute socks. It all helps."

Making Maurtia Falls safer, one pair of socks at a time.

OOF
As seen in any and all international news:
Vicente Magaldi, CEO of the Mexican technology company ‘Hora Nueva’, has been murdered during a business trip to New York City. An unidentified assailant appears to have infiltrated Magaldi’s hotel room, evading his bodyguards, and stabbed him in the back before vanishing without a trace. Magaldi was pronounced dead at the scene. The only apparent clue was a scrap of paper left by the body with the symbol of a black handprint on it.

The killer has not yet been identified or caught by police, and appears to have evaded being photographed by security cameras. However, an anonymous statement sent to multiple news sources indicates a possible motive for the slaying. It says that Vicente Magaldi’s company made it possible for the OTO to terrorize Earth from space with their technology. He has now paid the ultimate price for helping the OTO’s cruelty and corruption. For too long these criminals have acted without consequences, but no more. Let this deed serve as a warning to all the scientists and financiers of the world: the cost of working with the OTO is not worth the money and knowledge they offer. It is a price to be paid in blood.

The controversial ‘Otherworld Technologies Organization’ has been accused of crimes by imPorts in the past, but has never been found responsible for any illegal activity. Authorities are refusing to speculate about whether imPorts could have been involved in this killing. Magaldi himself was respected as a business leader in his hometown of Guadalajara, where his company works in creating zero emissions transportation, new forms of space travel, and energy engineering. When asked for a statement, his family asked for privacy in their time of grief.

CODE SWITCH
The Homeland Security Advisory System has moved from THE GRATEFUL RED to JUNIPER LATTE TO THE PARTY because at the end of the year, it's fashionable to be late to every party. You control the flow of time and events. You might literally control the flow of time and events.

WANT TO SUBMIT TO THE MAJORITY REPORT?
The Majority Report comes out the 10th and 20th of every month. You may find details and submit here. The cut-off time is 12:01 AM PST on the 9th and the 19th for the corresponding dates. As per usual, there will be no Majority Report for 12/20, to accommodate the holidays.

versusseeker

[It’s that time of year, folks! And Red has an idea.]

secret santa
wnt 2 play?

((Ooc: if your character signs up, Red will inbox them a randomly generated partner and the gift giving can commence!))

petergraham

What do u know about the occult?

bindsthedead

[Sabriel's looking better off than her initial post. She's calm and composed as she speaks. In the background is the kitchen of her housing in De Chima.]

My time here has certainly been... educational. [She could call it a variety of other things, but she tries to be polite, especially in public and asking for something.]

I have a request- two, actually. My first is that I'd like to meet other magic users- mages, witches, wizards, enchanters and even sorcerers- you never know when it might be useful to combine our skills, and I'd like to learn more about magic from other worlds. [You never knew when you'd need multiple people for a large scale binding, after all.]

My second request is that I'd like to spar with someone- primarily swords, but also knives and hand to hand, since I won't be able to take my sword everywhere. If anyone is offering lessons in physical combat, I'd like to learn more.

claimsmedic

Is there anyone that you are missing in this time of family and friends?

Anyone who you would give anything to have by your side?

This world is so much more stable than the one I come from- I personally would give anything for my daughter to be here.

bassriff

[ there's a grey-skinned young woman with very big hair and very sharp teeth on screen. and very creepy spooky eyes. she's in a red flannel shirt sitting in what... looks like a half-unpacked living room with concert and horror movie posters across the walls. marceline's also got a small muppety shih tsu/poodle mix dog in her lap, and there are boxes all around her. her comm is being held up by... something, while she tunes... an axe? ]

Hey, boys and girls. Remember me? ... Probably not. Whatever. I'm Marceline. [ marceline blows a stray lock of hair out of her face. ] It's been two years and the locals didn't blow themselves up, it's a flippin' Thanksgiving miracle or something. But I'm back. Been back for a couple weeks, actually. Skipped the swear-in, those things are usually crazy boring and... [ she waves a hand, before she starts plucking out a bass line. ] Glad I missed all that. That biz sounded like nasty times.

And the music scene sucks way less now, when'd that happen? And hey, speaking of--

[ she attaches an image. some graphic designed-up thing.

( tour dates, why is marceline like this )

bam.]

Might as well get my return started off right, y'know? New album's done recording and everything. [ she grins, wide and sharp.] So. Enough plugs. What've I missed? Who's new here, who's not boring?

adamantlyardent

Nice

Transportation is swift, abundant, and seems to be mostly horseless, which makes for such clean roads.
Food and drink portions are almost OBSCENELY generous, as are their vendors. Am I to expect to be able to receive free samples of anything I wish all the time simply because of my "novel" appearance?
The weather is acceptable, I suppose. Sunshine is always pleasant.
Any city with a surplus of books and learning material ought to receive commendation for it; such privilege was so lacking in the valley as a whole.
I hear there are no roving bands of murderous dragons or portals to one of the realms of hell active here. That's nice.

Awful

Am I to believe that humans, when left to their own creative devices, can invent such technological wonders such as floating, horseless transport but somehow NOT address the wretched smells? I'm astonished by the odors of this city. Maybe horses are the real way to go.
Is there a reason civilization here seems to be so averse to flora? I can count the number of trees I can see on a single block on one hand. Terrible.
The architecture leaves much to be desired. No cohesion, no elegance. The lettering and window artwork is charming at times, however.
There seems to be a severe lack of respect for personal space and I cannot accept that. Imagine someone less polite than I arriving, having their sensitive ears tugged, and NOT suppressing their urge to incinerate the offending party! I'm honestly very disturbed by this fact. Hands should be kept to themselves unless otherwise requested!
As gracious as it must be for the governing bodies of his land to take SOME modicum of responsibility for displacing me here, this does not excuse the fact that in doing so, intentionally or not, it has utterly RUINED a priceless, irreplaceable artifact of magic in my possession. There truly is no value of money high enough to compensate me for this loss, but I would at least LIKE to have seen some initiative to make amends.

Actually, with that in mind, is there perhaps some expert in navigating the laws of this land who can assist me with that? Or better yet, another student of the arcane who can help me diagnose precisely what has gone wrong with my poor staff. My wand seems to be in working condition at least.

Also: De Chima #1? Where is that? I can't spend ALL evening afoot without a place to rest, after all.

pharmaka

[ For a brief moment after the camera flickers on, Circe appears uncertain, and then her expression at once resolves into a calm, unstirred facade, cool as a plane of water. She has unglamorous auburn hair set back in a tousled braid, eyes of an odd, subtly gold sheen, and a plain, even voice. ]

Well. I do not know whether it is for the better that most of the plants and animals and the like are familiar to me here. It would surely be a better preoccupation than what I was assigned, to acquaint myself with the local wildlife, so perhaps I will do it nonetheless. It has been made clear to me that there is an almost impossibly large amount of land to be seen.

Given I am unfamiliar with travel and with this country, I thought I would seek suggestions. In particular... [ a short pause ] I find I miss the sea. I had heard of deserts, but they are not so lovely a place to live as they are to hear tales of. And the same can be said of cities of men.

[ That is it. She says nothing about the confusion, the mingled hope and fear, that all this freedom and newness has set about in her. She is quite possibly the only divine being here. It is impossible to tell. Is that her father, keeping eye on her in the sky? If it is, she doubts he is about to say hello. In some respects she is as alone as she ever was.

In others... There are more people, more mortals, and more land than she has ever given thought to in her long life. It is thrilling and terrifying at the same time, and Circe dares to betray as little of it as she can manage. ]

forgeabettertomorrow

[As is probably a common sight by now, when the video blips on, Darin is in his forge. It's almost as if he never goes home. Where does this guy even live anyway?]

[And, just as always, the space behind him is just as full of random wares and projects as ever. Never let it said that the man doesn't like to keep busy.]

So, I ran to the store yesterday just to see if I could snag some more discount Halloween candy and literally everything was changed over to...whatever it is holiday people on this world celebrate next. Since this one didn't seem to have anything to do with ghosts or witches or the undead, I decided to take a look at some of the decorations and I have to ask...

[Darin holds up this chintzy plastic wreathe and a plastic wireframe reindeer meant to go on someone's lawn.]

Do people really pay top dollar for something that literally took no effort?

Not gonna lie though, it gave me an idea. People aren't so much willing to buy military grade weapons and armor anymore, and since I've had some recent practice in crafting metal flowers, I figured I'd try my hand at something new.

[Darin reaches offscreen to his workbench and hauls up two metal holiday wreathes]

I could stain them appropriate colors and whatnot and I guarantee these will last longer than anything else. So, what do you all think? Are there any other decorations you think I should try my hand at? I admit, I had a lot of fun making these.

bindsthedead

[The speaker might look familiar- a little more disheveled than usual, but it's definitely Sabriel, peering through the screen like she's never seen one before- and then trying to compose herself.]

Greetings- I am Abhorsen, and I fear I am a stranger in this land. [Her tone is formal, but there's an undercurrent of urgency.]

I understand that this country is not troubled by the Dead- People I spoke to were very clear that the recent festivities didn't involve any real monsters. [Although she still doesn't understand how the candy is related.] I'm sure it was all very charming, but I'd like to know if anyone knows where I can purchase a sword- a real sword, not a toy. [She wavers, her expression softening a little before she presses on.] If anyone's seen a white cat with a red collar- He calls himself Mogget, and he's probably said something incredibly rude by now- or a man called Touchstone- he's a little older than me, with curly brown hair and two swords, and he doesn't really understand technology.

I have read the pamphlet, and I've been given no reason to distrust our well-informed hosts. [But there's an unspoken question in her tone- 'is there any reason TO trust them?'] Still, this is all- quite a story. [And one she's not sure what to make of- technology has never fascinated her, and this is all far beyond anything the devices in Ancelstierre are capable of.]

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How are people with powers treated in your world? Are they admired, just seen as people who have a particular skill? Or are they treated as threats- and if they are, is it justified or simple superstition?

[The riots and protests have been on Sabriel's mind lately. But since she's asking for information, she feels she ought to give some in return.]

Charter magic is mostly seen as simply a useful skill in the Old Kingdom- people study it, but they also study weapons, and herbalism. And they don't hide in Ancelstierre so much as people refuse to see them.

Of course, Free Magic sorcerers and necromancers are treated much more harshly, for good reason- some types of power will always corrupt, no matter how good the intention.

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