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Hey. I know we owe our escape to everyone here and the distraction those Hunt guys pulled off, but they're still called the Fire Snatchers for a reason. I'm thankful. Still don't trust them around my lantern and neither should any of us.

If you don't already have something sturdy to secure your lantern to you, I've made a bunch of clips that can do the trick. These are strong enough to carry my weight. It might do for climbing in a pinch too.

The ferry's expected to come soon. When it does I'll be at the docks handing these out. If I run out then I'll make some more.

I've got a workshop going, if you need something made or repaired, message me. I'll tell you if I can do it. Could use some help getting material from the scrapyard, that's all.

One more thing. I made a headlight for those electric bikes, mostly it's a bracket for a lantern with a focusing lens, it's worked ok. Materials are a real pain, if you want one I'll need your help with that.

-Riku

shookthesky

[The message opens with a video. The audio is plagued with static and the picture stutters and fuzzes out occasionally, like the file's been corrupted in the upload, but it's still a video.

Pluto sits in her wheelchair in the foreground, and behind her is a large mess hall lit up with electric lighting. The cafeteria tables are packed with a few dozen people—a careful observer might be able to spot Alistair, Sypha, and the other Night Market vendors among their ranks. It seems most of the station has turned up to listen to whatever Pluto's got to say.]

Hey hey, fools. Miss me?

[She grins at the camera, flashing a peace sign.]

I hear the Wild Hunt paid y'all a visit, made their little plea, "oh, help us end the world!" What a crock of shit.

It ain't fair that they get to swoop in and play hero like it's gonna do their cause any good. You'll notice we never asked anyone to commit to shit. We were happy just helpin' out and working together! But now those cave-dwellers went and changed the game, so seems we gotta step up and make our own offer.

Here's the deal: why should we let the World Eaters decide our fate? You wanna deprive future lost souls of a second chance? Makes way more sense to fight back and build ourselves a new home than to, what, lay down and die? Fuck that!

The Wild Hunt wants you to be weak and they're all dressing it up like it's for the greater good, but who gives a shit? If you're that upset about this second chance being "unnatural" or whatev, g'head and off yourself. We don't got room for weaklings on my team.

And why's that, you ask? 'Cause we got a plan of our own to take down these World Eaters. I ain't broadcasting it until I know who I can trust, but catch me at the next Market visit. We'll talk. Hell, maybe you can figure it out already. You guys are lil smarty-pants, I've heard.

So! Seems to me like y'all got a choice to make, huh? You side with them, or you side with us. Feel free to play it safe and stick yourself in the middle if you seriously need more convincing, but if you sign up with the Hunt? Don't come crawling to the docks looking for our help. You made your choice, fam.

My signal's only gonna hold up for a minute or two here, but I'll be back in a couple weeks when the Market visits again. Hold your applause 'til then, yeah?

I'll see you soon, gang. Watch yourselves, in the meanwhile. Later.

[The crowd behind her erupts into whooping and cheering as Pluto signs off, and there's a brief moment where she starts to laugh and wheels on the Market to behave, jeez, I'm tryna send a professional message here!, and then the feed ends.

Pluto won't be able to respond to this message! You're all welcome to chatter amongst yourselves like on a bulletin post for now, and Pluto will be around at the next Night Market visit to answer all the questions you probably have.

Oh, and check out the mod announcement we've just put up to accompany this post!]

legalcy

[Minimus Ambus thrives in an orderly, scheduled environment. They had an information-sharing meeting one month, therefore they must host sessions regularly. For a medium-sized group, having everyone physically present is a feasible option.]

All,

As it has been nearly a month since our previous meeting, we must plan for the next. To facilitate discussion, I have prepared an agenda for us to follow and prepare. This way, we will be able to discuss all relevant topics with the dedication they require. Unfortunately, without a slideshow application, I can only present information orally.

[It's for the benefit of everyone's sanity that he doesn't have access to Beacon PowerPoint. No one deserves to sit through slide after slide of graphs, tables, and numbers.]

Please prepare your presentation and share any new areas of discussion I can add to the agenda before the due date. I look forward to speak with you.

Utmost Regards,
Minimus Ambus

[He's attached a text file with an agenda, roughly looking like the following in 12-point, double-spaced font:

Roll Call
Locations
- Changes of note
- Recent discoveries
History of Beacon
- Summary
- Recent information
Spirits
- Fire Snatchers
- Patrol Updates
Future Plans
- Expeditions
- Defenses against attacks
- Plans to stop the World Eaters]

originallutece

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.

legalcy

[This storm cloud that randomly shoots lighting at him makes any sort of work inefficient, but as least no one can tell that he had to pause his typing once he hits "send".]

Re: Presence of Others on This Planet.

I have spoken with the Hint Machine at the Night Market regarding the presence of other sentient beings apart from ourselves, and while its answer was not entirely helpful, it has confirmed that we are not alone.

However, it has refused to provide any specifics apart form printing a crude image created from writing symbols.

[Attached is an image of the Hint-O-Matic's readout, edges aligned with the sides of the camera. He took his time ensuring it was even.]

Does anyone recognize these faces?

Signed,
Minimus Ambus

((OOC: feel free to threadjack and share info!))

legalcy

Re: Housing concern.

Greetings,

My name is [It's a struggle getting used to typing the correct name here despite the reassuring network usename.] Minimus Ambus. If you have witnessed a large mechanical life form near the ferry today, you would have seen me. I have briefly gone through the buildings near the bonfire, but many appear to be occupied or otherwise not meeting my standards.

To those who have resided here for longer than I have: where are the cleanest residences? I require little, simply a flat surface on which to recharge and storage space. The current state of the room is not a barrier, considering the state of many things in Beacon, but I must be able to maintain it well and frequently.

Signed,

Minimus Ambus

donttalktome

A proposition for you, Beacon:

The Night Market is set to return this month, and with them, the machine that gives answers.
For reasons a certain subset of you will understand, I refuse to go anywhere near the thing ever again.
And yet, I still have questions.
Hold that thought for a moment.

Some of you have come to me with requests for new tablet programs. "Apps" as we call them, but I realize that term means nothing to people from worlds without it.
In the past, I offered my services relatively free of charge. Spirit of goodwill and all that.
But I did say it wouldn't last forever.

Henceforth, anyone requiring new apps or other technological assistance will be charged one answer from the Night Market's machine.
The answer must be to a question of my choosing, and it must be documented in order to count.
Payment is expected upfront, and all payments are non-refundable for obvious reasons.

If you require a portfolio of my work, you're probably already using it.
Aside from the few basic functions, a good deal of the apps on these tablets are mine.

If you require an incentive that isn't tablet-related, I'll lay one other offer on the table:
I still know the location of a place that this group has yet to discover.
But that'll cost you two answers.

The short version, for those of you too lazy to read:
If you want anything from me, you'll have to ask a question to the machine, and give me the answer with proof of where you got it.
A simple transaction, but if you have any questions, don't worry, those are still free.

[OOC NOTE: any apps/modifications characters request from Will still need to be approved as player projects by the mods. They will likely take some time to create, especially since he lost his fancy hacker tablet, so nothing will be instant. If you have any ooc questions, hit me up over at

leucrotta or just PM Will's journal.]

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