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SO I'M A STONE GARGOYLE AND I'M OUT IN THE SUN AND THE WIND IS CARRYING ME AWAY AND THIS IS BAD REALLY BAD I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING OUT HERE AND MY HOUSE IS GONE AND THIS IS THE WORST!

[Someone might have noticed all this fuss.]

professorwolf

We're still assuming that the liminal space before a Jaunt represents the Arcana competing in it, yes? I know someone's mentioned this earlier, but it definitely needs to be highlighted-- I think it's pretty obvious this time that the contest will be between Chariot and Tower. The giant wooden horse running through a thunderstorm really couldn't be more blatant. For once.

[He's not great at understanding symbolism, but damn if this wasn't an easy one.]

So if that's right, it'll be a contest of motion and persistence, versus dramatic change and catastrophe. I think it's easy enough to decide who we want to support, in this case. We'll just have to find ways to make sure we see what sort of conditions make for a win for each ideal.

Any ideas for what to look for and how to keep things from devolving into a catastrophe? Those seem to happen a lot when we're around, unfortunately.

laceandcarnage

Kanji.

Your restaurant has no food.

willyousee

[Usually Alcuin sticks to thoughts only on the Network, so his urgent voice live-streaming in Investigator's minds may be the first time they have ever heard him do this - but the message is more important than the method.]

The Sun Temple will be under attack within the day! Soldiers - Sentinels they are calling them - march on the Temple and are killing any they come across, villager or monk. Messages are being sent conventionally, but there is little hope they will get through. We're rallying all that we have, but I fear we will be too few with so many gone to the summit.

Please, someone carry word to the heads of the provinces at the summit and prepare them! I doubt they are meant to emerge from that place alive.

bypartisan

Can anyone hear this?

Just so everyone knows, I'm dead again. Please let me know if my soulless body is roaming around liminal. Currently my consciousness seems to have been summoned and somewhat bound to this world by the Master Summoner of the Sun Guard. He's asked me to spy on a woman named Sora. According to the information I've been able to exchange with a delightfully gossipy ghost named Keiko, Mademoiselle Sora is actually the Summoner's long-lost and estranged daughter, Ran, who ran off from the monastery ten years ago and is currently a Suzuki Riflewoman.

Keiko also assures me that Ridou and Ritsuki--that is, Riddick and Valeri--are adorable together, but I digress.

I did have to explain werewolves to the Summoner, but I managed to distract him enough by explaining the transformation process that he didn't think to press for the rest of my origins or my own mission. I wouldn't say he trusts me, per se, but he seems to recognize that in my ghostly state I can't exactly report to any of the other major players and that I could be of some use to him as I am. And I presented myself as being very willing indeed.

I'll let people know when I have more news. As it is, it's been a while since we've had an information pooling conversation. If you can hear me and you have something to share, please report in.

laceandcarnage

I am dead.

Dead things should remain dead. Why am I now alive?

cawfullyironic

-=there's a new voice coming across the network, a bit southern and a whole lot of unfortunate turns of phrase. but not only does everyone hear it they see the words appearing as well. orange, glowing, and generally unpleasant to have right there in your brain=-

Dude I'm in a place and it's got people.
Hell yes, I need to get me some supplies if yall feel like helpin a bro out.

I need some fuckin Doritos.

Been on a boat for the last three fucking years and the i just happened to piggyback on some dude visiting japan and and the chump didn't even think to check out all the weird ass dorito flavors they got going on.
Like what even the fuck was wrong with that guy?

I'd like totally wade through an immeasurable field of over ripe dong to find the penultimate dick in which to suck to get me a decent sized bag of Doritos right about now.

Jesus fuck, it's been like forever since I've stained my fingers with the processed cheezy goodness or nearly choked myself to death by upending directly into my mouth to get the last vestiges of cheese dust and those little leftover shards that like to wedge themselves in the back of your throat.

Got me some random ass bird legs though.
Last thing I needed was someone dicking around in my proverbial programming so I can evolve like some feathery fucking pokemon.
Not that I didn't have enough swag oozing from my already existing feathers.
Yeah.
So there's that I guess.

((OOC: If anyone doesn't want to bother with orange text just let me know and/or poke his permissions post. He won't keep it up forever, he can just be a dick sometimes.)

howexciting

... let us get this over with so we can return to Liminal Space. This place is unpleasant.

Leonardo da Vinci, present. Known infiltrators: Ezio Auditore da Firenze. Known missing: Genevieve Blanchard and Zed. I... cannot sense them through our Bond. They were likely sent on a Walkabout.

For anyone who does not know about radiation and is near an area expected to get to 150 rads or more - get out of there immediately. Such radiation levels might cause adverse effects on your body, unless you have the proper protection. Find a safer place. I might be able to distribute suits from the Ivory Tower to combat the radiation, but I do not know how much they would stand out. Still, it might be worth the risk so that we are not harmed in the process.

[How about that, the Ivory Tower was useful after all.]

Please list any confirmed infiltrators and any confirmed missing persons so we are more aware of our current numbers.

lunchleader

Hi, everyone!

[Right's a mix of nerves and excitement, because he's finally gonna help fix things, in his mind.]

So, my name's Right. Some of you may have met me before, and I think I owe everyone an explanation. I think some of you saw me like this when we were in Sarmatia, right?

[Everyone will see a live-stream image of what appears to be a cell phone, and a photo of several young adults. The older form of Right is clearly visible in the middle, wearing a red jersey jacket. Then, the phone is lowered, and the 'feed' shifts to reveal the younger form of Right staring into a mirror.]

Well...this is the real me. And I know this is kinda confusing everyone, so I guess I should explain a few things.

[The visual feed cuts off, but he continues to talk.]

( (Spoilers within! Fair Warning) )

timelessinventor

Hello, darlings. We have had quite the difficult last couple excursions, and I think we need a bit of a break from all of the gloom.

So, I would propose a celebration when we find ourselves in our next Liminal Space, as, if I do not miss my guess, it is close to the end of the year. I know there are quite a few Winter Holiday traditions represented among us, so why don't we use that?

I personally would suggest a fancy dress ball of some sort, masked or not. We have enough of us who have the skills to create decorations, food, drink, and clothing, that I believe we could come up with quite the party if we put our heads together.

There is absolutely no need to be so serious all the time, so let's have a bit of fun. Please let me know if you would be able or willing to help with anything, or if you have any ideas of traditions we could participate in. Even if you cannot help, absolutely everyone is invited.

laceandcarnage

I require immediate access to fabric and a sewing machine.

[There is a moment's pause, before she returns to add:]

The fabric must not be plaid.

leftbehindagain

Is there anyone who can make edible stuff who'd be willing to help me with something? There's a few things I want to look into making, and I don't want to take the chance of it falling through because I don't have the right ingredients.

[The only person Naoki knows of off the top of his head who can do that is Leo, and he's not an option for... well. Reasons. Besides, he doesn't want to be stuck with one person who ends up infiltrating or on the other side of a jaunt-walkabout divide when he really needs something. As it is, he's going to have to look into somewhere to keep all this crap.]

loyalrebel

[It's a few hours after everyone's been dumped in to liminal space that Malik speaks up over the network and he is about as disgruntled as anyone without a special skill to get it across better can sound.]

For those of you who were not privy to the fiasco some of the rest of us created on ourselves, let me recap and give some advice that I pray to god you all listen to this time.

I am going to be blunt here; we, as Travellers, were compromised by a number of people in a variety of different ways with rather unfortunate repercussions. We are lucky this did not get us hunted down in the streets and captured. They know we do not stay dead, they know we have powers beyond that of average humans.

Whatever you lot did before? People remembered.

They hate us, are afraid of us, and people who are afraid of other people do unspeakable things to whomever they can get their hands on. Especially when we do things like help blow up their city and go on thievery sprees or are terrible at lying while gathering information from people.

The safest way to not get caught is to not draw attention to yourself to begin with.

This would have been difficult enough to deal with had other people not also gone and both knowingly and unknowingly spread information about us as individuals as well. They have names, they have information about us and what we can do.

By doing so people were put in direct personal danger as a result. Not some vague menace of the displeasure of those who dragged us here but actual physical danger of permanent injury. Difficult decisions had to be made in that instance and it was a small part luck and a degree of experience that kept it from turning in to a bloodbath.

If you are unfortunate enough to get caught do not compromise the Travellers. We have this network, there will be others who can help you get out as safely as possible. So long as I am myself, I am one of them.

We are a team despite an apparent inability to function cohesively, and we are only effective when we do not go gallivanting off on our own individual nonsense and drag others along for the ride.

leftbehindagain

There's at least one Trump around this jaunt. The legless proxy - if you've seen it, you probably know the one. If there are any others lurking around, I haven't run into them.

Take that as you will, everyone.

bypartisan

One of the local urchins is telling me he has information on the Zeitgeist. High likelihood that it's a trap, but I might as well try to spring it and see what I can learn. And perhaps I'll get lucky and it won't be. I'll keep everyone appraised.

bypartisan

[Is it possibly for a mental voice to sound giddy? Because there's a distinct giddy tinge to By's thoughts, for all that his words come out with his normal, lazy, lightly Russian-accented drawl.]

Byerly Vorrutyer here. We're on Earth, pre-spaceflight, although someone who isn't me will need to get a better read on the actual date and location. Linguistically, it's a hodgepodge. I can hear archaic Russian, a whole host of Asiatic and Romance languages, and something else I can't quite place.

If you can "hear" this, check in. We need to know who we've got to work with.

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Malik Greatly Dissaproves: Open

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He calls me up, calls me on the phone

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