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( His voice is rough and just a little weary. )

Was I robbed of power through my own fault, my death, or did this place take it from me ... ?

( The words of a man dependent on his monstrous strength, but the tone of a man exposed.

He moves on:
)

I need something to wrap my face with. My name is Katakuri Charlotte, and I'm staying at the Invincible if anyone can provide assistance.
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I am Merwen, for those whom I have not yet shared meeting.  I am hoping to share knowledge.

I received a message from an unliving doll. I thought it was meant to be a prediction, but it seems to be more a description of a place.

If you've got things you want to get rid of or you want to look for treasure among what others have left behind, there's a place where you can refuel in between two places where both actions can be done.

I am still recently arrived, and I do not know Beacon well enough to think where this place might be, or if this is a place I should seek out.
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[Multiple test posts happened before this one, only to be deleted shortly after. Now he has the hang of this.]

Good afternoon.

This technology is new to me, though I have perused the remainder of the network to assume the correct format and protocol. I apologize for any mistakes or violations of etiquette I've made in the course of this message.


[Good grief.]

I'm a recent arrival. My name is Danse. I have taken up residence in what appears to be an abandoned fueling station and garage, located near the village.

I have what some might call a knack for machines. My time thus far has been spent tinkering with what's available at the garage, but I have also mounted several small expeditions around the area in search of scrap. I am interested in acquiring any "junk" you may have, to provide me with parts and components. I would also like to learn more about the technology present here, and I would like to study any pieces you may have. In exchange for the opportunity, I will do my best to repair or restore it for you.

I am also a capable soldier, if you are in need of a reliable backup for an expedition.

In any case, I wish to prove an asset to the community, and hope that my utility outweighs any inconvenience or discomfort my presence will cause. Please contact me if you have any need of my services, or any junk you kindly wish to donate.

Thank you for your time.

@javert

May. 9th, 2020 09:48 pm
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( It's been nearly a day since the bridges have been built, connecting the northern half of Beacon to that of the eastern half. Javert has already conducted a full patrol of the village, inspecting the buildings and taking meticulous notes of the damage. He doesn't have time to delve into the details, tired as he is, and drained, though he does feel it pertinent to mention, )

It seems we will have to find new location to practice combat training and first aid. The gymnasium does not look as if it's worth the effort to salvage, with the ceiling caved in and the building filled with water.

Any suggestions you have would be helpful. I'd be inclined to offer the armory, seeing as it is already stocked with weapons and supplies, but it is too far inconvenient to access without a nearby bridge. Perhaps that can be remedied.


( And as a second matter, he adds, )

If there are any other skills you believe we should teach one another, I ask that you speak up. I'm sure there are many of you who'd prefer to be taught by someone of our group rather than that of a stranger. With Dr. Solis gone, it seems more imperative now than ever that we keep each other alive.
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[Hey everybody it's time for another long-winded infodump from your friendly neighborhood nerdass.]

We're probably getting to the point where I actually need to make introductions again, but I hate doing that, so here's the short version:
This is Dr. Will Ingram, I've been here longer than any of you, and most of the features on your tablet are because of me.
You may even notice a newer one, the application that allows you to make spreadsheets.
You're all welcome.
With that out of the way, here's what I actually wanted to talk about— I come bearing gifts.
No strings attached this time, these have already been paid for.

I said that I would share the results of my little offer about gathering information, and I'm keeping my word.
Minimus already posted his, so I'll be brief with it, but we are not, in fact, alone here.
Though I suspect that was referring to either the spirits or the Wild Hunt, so moving on to more important things. Things relevant to recent developments.

Where did the World Eaters come from? "An unnamed planetary body in DE-739112.9+183662 galaxy", apparently. While we don't know exactly where this is, obviously, it could be useful in the future.
Is there any known way to defeat them? "Not in this universe." Which only means there's no known way, not no way at all, but take that as you will when considering whether or not you want to join the Night Market.
Also take this into consideration: there are 5,291,507,280,265 inhabited planets in this universe. That isn't just me slamming my fingers on the number keys, that is indeed over five trillion, which is literally unimaginable.
So keep that in mind when you're choosing between letting this world die and trying to save it; we are quite far from the only world out here.

That said, I suspect you all already know my opinion, which is that telling us to lie down and die is ridiculous, and the universe does not have intentions. There is no "should", that's all anthropomorphizing nonsense.
Right and wrong are the inventions of people, and that's all.

Anyway.
My final present for you is a map.
The one who bought it is no longer with us, and it seemed foolish to just throw it away.
There's a location at the blue X that your group hasn't discovered yet, and considering its proximity to the medical center, I will not be attempting to rediscover it myself.
Enjoy.


[The map image is attached to the message for all to see.]
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Hey. My name is Sam and I've been here for about a month now. [ Give or take a few days. ]

So, it's been requested of me and my brother Dean to help out a little where we can, using the skills we have. [ Not a problem there. But here's where it gets a little dicey ... it's no secret that he and Dean hunt the supernatural, but it doesn't exactly bring him great comfort having to publicly out themselves, especially given some of their experiences with the FBI in the past. Thing is, if it gains them a little credit to their offer, Sam sees no other choice in this matter. And hey, maybe they won't have to go undercover as agents and health inspectors anymore.

Here goes: ]
I'd say we're both pretty experienced in combat and defence. Back home we're hunters so dealing with spirits like this is kind of our M.O. Haven't really figured out what manner of spirit this is yet, but Rastus thought it wouldn't do anyone harm to learn a little defence training, so we're opening that up to anyone interested in maybe getting a few tips from us.

Right now we wanna get a headcount for interest. More details to follow. If anyone's got any questions, we're here to answer them too.

Oh and one more thing: my brother and I are gonna be out of town for a few days if anyone's looking to see us in person. If all goes well, we'll be back soon.

Thanks for your time.
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Hi, is this thing on?

[Shuffling.]

I hope so.

Anyway, I went by the courthouse to try and chat with the spirits inside and I told that one person I'd report back after so this is me doing that.

I didn't really learn much, though.

They're annoyed and hungry. Really hungry.

We're gonna have to take them out or feed them, I think.

...Wish I could tell you more.
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I advise anyone against going to the courthouse soon, lest you've a death wish.

There's three creatures intent on consuming others there. A little larger than a man, each of them, with four limbs. Their necks split open into a mouth, complete with tongue and teeth.


[She adds a photo of a drawing she's made: sketchy, but accurate.]

It will attempt to eat you. If you're a fighting type, don't take this as an invitation to adventure-- or, if you must, at least take along a few others. I wouldn't be sorry for these spirits' death, but being eaten alive is a particularly horrifying way to die.

I'm alive. This was a mere quirk of chance, not the result of ability.

I doubt you'll be so lucky.
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For our more vampiric population, I come to you with a solution for your dietary problems.

I've invented artificial blood. A substance you can consume without harming others, but that will sustain you much as food and water. I owe a debt to Elena for helping me test them.

Unfortunately, it cannot yet be used in a medical sense-- for blood transplants, which are, by the by, a very important part of medical knowledge, which makes up the second part of this announcement.

If you do not know your blood type, come see me, and I can at least determine it. Blood types are a vital bit of information in a place where one routinely gets cut to bits. Transfusing blood-- that is, the act of giving one's blood to another-- can save a life in many cases. However, if the wrong sorts of blood interact, the result can be deadly.

Many of you do not know your blood type. This will, inevitably, come back to bite you.

So. I suggest you come by my lab within the next few days and find out, before you nearly die of an injury, manage to make it back to town, and then die of your original blood sensing the invader and killing off the cells that came to theoretically heal you. What a horrible, ironic death that would be.
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[The first few seconds of the recording is just Quentin breathing, fast and shaky at first and just before he speaks, the breathing evens out. The whole speech will be said fast and jerky, like the words are just spilling out without thought.]

What the hell? I can't be the only one who's thinking this, but just what the fucking hell? What the hell just happened? This place, oh shit, this place just-- did any of you see things? Hear things? Fucking feel things? And why? Just, why? I thought we were here to help, to find a way to solve this-- this whole puzzle and suddenly there's something here that made me think I was losing--? That's just-- it was just to fuck with all of us?

What the hell? That's what I want to know - just, what the hell? Is this hell? Is that why?

So, if you're listening to this, lady in the lighthouse? Fuck you! Seriously. Fuck. You.

Also, someone took my hoodie and I need that, so please bring it back. Thanks.
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Hey, this is Riku.

Between the ferry sinking, the loss of some supplies and a bunch of newcomers to get up to speed, I know we've all got a lot going on.

It could have been a lot worse. It wasn't because a lot of you stepped up to help. That's exactly what's going to see us through.

...So, thanks.

[ He pauses to rub his hands together, the resultant rasp could be anything. ]

Not to rain on our parade, but the crash got me thinking. Specifically, about dealing with injuries.

If anybody can teach basic first aid, I think everyone would benefit from learning.

[ There's a soft crackle, wind skimming across the tablet's microphone, a bit of a shiver in his voice: ]

For the ones using magic or other abilities to heal others, knowing what limits being here has imposed on those abilities is hard enough without finding out in the middle of an emergency.

I have an idea how we could test these limits in a pretty controlled environment. Contact me if you're interested.

[ He already feels like he's been talking too much, but there's a little more to say: ]

If no one's heard about it yet, we located an armory to the east over the river. There, you'll find weapons, knives and swords, stuff like that. In the basement is an area for training and target practice.

Aziraphale did most of the work, but there's a bridge over the river now. I left a torch at the armory. Should make it easier to find.

If anyone can figure out how they made that building practically invisible, might be worth putting it around a more central location in case of an attack.

That's all I got.


(Appended to the message is a list of respondents and skills they're willing to teach.)
Rosalind Lutece: first aid (lesson in exchange for 1 hr lab assist)
Soldier: basic field medicine
Jason Grace: first aid, improvised first aid kits
Clarke Griffin: advanced medicine, long term care
Matt: first aid
Daylight: Galateion first aid
Javert: wound dressing, stitching

Other stuff to think about
- everybody should carry first aid kits
- save rags & cloth scraps for bandages & splints
- central medical area?
- (Bruce) ask Will about an alarm for medical help
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Hi everyone! I'm Robin, or the Lighthouse Keeper, for those of you I haven't talked to yet. Hello hello! Welcome to Beacon!

Sooooo I know it's been pretty dark and gloomy these past few weeks. :( I hope the little thing Rastus set up with the paper boats helped. That was like, totally his idea! And really pretty to see from up here, I gotta say.

But! I want to get some ~*~positivity~*~ flowing now, so I set up a scavenger hunt for you guys! There's a whole list of things below for you all to find, all stuff you can find in Beacon somewhere! I think, anyway. It's been a while since I've been down there, but I left the prompts pretty open-ended, so feel free to interpret stuff however you want. I'll be the judge, but since I can't be in town with you all, I want you to take selfies with the stuff on the list!!! I know that'll be kind of a pain since the tablets don't have a flash, but I'm not judging on quality. Just do your best, and be creative!

Here's a couple rules and instructions before I get to the list:

- I put up little headers for each item down below, so to submit a "find", comment with your selfie under the item header you want it to count toward. That way we can all see everyone's pictures! It'll be really cute! You guys can like, comment around on people's pictures, too.
[ooc note: submissions may come in the form of a written description of the selfie, or you can link pictures to give us the vibe! just make sure to note which thing in the picture is intended to count for the find.]

- You can totally work together on this! If a bunch of you take a big group selfie with a thing on the list, all of you will get credit for it! Teamwork is really great!

- One selfie can count toward more than one list item, but let me clarify! You could, for example, take a selfie with someone else with both of your lanterns down at the beach, and this submission could count toward list items #3, #5, and #7 all at once! BUT one "thing" in each selfie can only count toward one list item, so taking a selfie with your fabulous outfit from home could only satisfy either #9 or #10, not both. Make sense? If not, let me know!

- The scavenger hunt ends on September 25, but you can keep submitting stuff until the end of the month! I can see the timestamps on pics, though, so I'll know if you CHEATIN' 👀!!!
[ooc note: the takeaway here is that backdates selfies are allowed up until the next intro log, as prizes will arrive via the ferry. oocly, selfie timestamps mean nothing since these ain't real selfies, it's just an ic thing!]

- Everyone who participates will get... a prize! The prize will depend on MY JUDGEMENT but everyone will get something cool for chipping in! I'm gonna keep the prizes a secret, but trust me, you don't want to miss out!!!

Oookay, I think that covers everything, so... Here's the list!

  1. A forest spirit with feathers
  2. A work of art
  3. Someone who has helped you
  4. A letter
  5. Your favorite lantern
  6. Something delicious
  7. A postcard view
  8. Someone you've never spoken to
  9. Something from home
  10. A fabulous outfit
  11. Somewhere you've never been
  12. Your favorite place to be
  13. A forest spirit like you
  14. A web
  15. Something you treasure
  16. A hard-won friend
  17. The Rat King
  18. A gift
  19. Something beautiful
  20. Someone beautiful
  21. A game
  22. A forest spirit bigger than you
  23. An effort of teamwork
  24. Footprints in the woods
  25. The lighthouse

Good luck everyone! :)

@dr; text

Sep. 3rd, 2019 04:23 pm
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This is Dr. Ingram, for those who are new. I won't waste time with pleasantries here, as I'm not exactly in the mood.

It perhaps goes without saying that I didn't expect to be the one telling you all this.
Winters would've likely phrased it in his usual well-meaning, forthright way.
But he's not here anymore, so you get what you get.

Let's start off by correcting a misconception.
I don't like Robin, and I probably never will.
We don't get along, and though I see she's neglected to share the particulars on that subject, this doesn't seem like the best time to clarify.
But you see, while I don't like her, and I don't exactly trust her, I'm also not stupid enough to think that what she's doing up there is pointlessly malicious.
She isn't toying with us simply for her own amusement, and at the moment she isn't threatening us, but I swear to whatever nonsense ancient deity you worship that if you lot manage to antagonize her into a reset, I will personally blame you.
And yes, I will likely still be around to do so.
(Your security is better this time, Miss Keeper, but let's remember that nobody's perfect.)

But that's digressing.
I suppose it might be understandable that you think she's lying about being useful, given that you haven't been told what her purpose is.
She mentioned that she was watching for something, but not what that something is.
Somethings. Plural.
They don't have a name, at least not one we know, but over the years some unfortunates no longer with us have decided to call them the World Eaters, on the assumption that they might've had something to do with the state this world is currently in.
A bit dramatic if you ask me, but it gets the job done.

What we know about these entities is scarce.
They are massive, they are ruthlessly destructive, and they cannot be reasoned with.
They are attracted to clusters of activity, of light, because that's what they feed on.
You can see why all of this might be a problem for us specifically.

If the World Eaters reach Beacon, they will wipe us off the map with much more permanence than Robin could ever manage.
This place will no longer be a viable "home" for anyone unlucky enough to survive, and we don't know if there is another.
At the moment, we strongly doubt it.
As it stands, Beacon and its lighthouse, the bonfire, the lanterns— they might very well be the last sources of light on this planet.
If the World Eaters snuff them out, then that's it.

Eventually, they always catch wind of our presence. There's just too much here for them not to notice.
And that, for those of you who haven't put two and two together yet, is why resets occur.
Lantern light seems to attract them the most.
By eliminating the concentration of it, the World Eaters can be thrown off the scent yet again, for a while, at least.
Groups who aren't making progress toward a solution are reset early, because they'd only die anyway when the World Eaters find them and it isn't worth the risk.

By my estimations and those of others, we have roughly 22-24 months.
It's a generous time limit, but it is a time limit.
Do not forget it.
And don't give her a reason to reset us beforehand.

I'm willing to answer questions, but potentially not stupid ones.
And don't expect any reassurances.
Winters and his confidence in you are both gone.
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[there's a bit of a pause before the calm, mellifluous voice begins - he doesn't know the etiquette here. Oh well here goes.]

This is Cao Pi, styled Zihuan, Lord of Wei. I have spoken to few of you here, as of yet, but I hope you will indulge me for a moment. I feel this is important, given the extensive list of casualties in the bulletin yesterday.

Even with the guidance of the experienced residents and a valuable goal, things did not go so well. A number of problems have surfaced, exposing us for the weak and inexperienced fools we are in this land of the dead. Things must change, not the least of which is organization. I have...what you may call some experience in that realm. [dryly with a touch of sarcasm. Yo I'm an emperor in some timelines I got your organization right here] I would like to suggest to the community at large that we gather to discuss our options going forward. Not using this technology, no...I feel that seeing one another face to face goes much further toward fostering community and building trust in one another.

If I understand things right, the next ferry should arrive in a few days. I offer this idea: the day after, everyone keen on sharing ideas for how to prepare ourselves for future disasters should meet in the town hall, so as to include any newcomers. It is not, I am sorry to say, a party. This is a time to unite and share our thoughts and our skills so that we do not end up with another round of chaos like the attacks which ended the party and took so many of those who went out into the forest. Many of you are capable and strong; we cannot afford to sit around and idly muse on possible ways to protect the town and each other in private any longer. For better or worse we are a town unto ourselves, and we must work together.

Then, when the crescent moon rises on the second day of the month, let us meet in the town hall. What say you?

[he leaves the floor open to discuss his idea. If anyone texts him he'll text back but man talking at people is so much easier for a third century dude. Also, he likes to hear himself talk if this post is any indication]
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This is Wade. Doc Hicks and I wanted to put the word out that anyone who needs medical attention now or in the future can find one of us - I'm in Room 310 and Gene's camped out by the bonfire. We're in the process of establishing a clinic in the chapel vestry for the sick and injured. If you have any information on new medical developments from your time or have any medications from the future, please share them.

And lastly: if you go out into the woods, bring one of us along. That's what we're here for.

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