055 red letters (forwarddated to about 10:30 AM)

[eat_me_beat_me]

[Nora tries not to groan as she opens the journal]

Oh fuck... I don't think anyone'd survive if that game happened, like, more than once a month.

[pause]

Totally worth it, though... except for the waking up part.

[There's another pause as she takes a swig from her water bottle]

I'll be in the gallery today if anyone needs me... as long as you're quiet about it.

((OOC: Hung over teenager get! If anyone wanted a chance to lecture Nora on the evils of drink or give her an "I told you so" here's your chance. Also open for gallery whathaveyous. She'll be alternating between napping at the desk and hiding in cleaning up the back room all day.))

Twenty-Ninth House of Westeros ♛ Filtered ♛ House Stark

[songsandstories]

( [Robb Stark] )

( [Arya] )

( [Mother] )

15 | In Which Howl Has a Hangover [Dictated]

[strangewonders]

That is absolutely the last time I participate in juvenile party games.

[Certainly it's all the game's fault, and not his own lack of self-control or attempts to obliterate certain unpleasant truths with a healthy application of alcohol, no]

Should anyone need me...

[There's a clatter, as gesturing in a cluttered room with trailing sleeves is a bad plan]

Blast it all.

[And then the journal snaps shut]

[Backdated to this morning]

[save_the_souls]

[Morning everyone! Did you have fun at your party last night? Did you drink waaay too much? Well no matter, the clinic is on the job!]

[Allen will speak with a cheerful formal voice, but not too loud since he knows how you people get with your hangovers

Good morning, everyone.

For those who don't know me, this is Allen Walker and today I'm speaking on behalf of the staff of the clinic. We've come to understand that last night there was a large party where great amounts of alcohol was consumed. And we'd like to remind you that the second floor clinic is willing to provide medical aid on any hangovers or injuries that occurred from last night!

However...due high demand from the last time a heavy drinking event occurred, we at the clinic do request that residents consider donating to the clinic for any hangover remedies.

The suggested prices are 10 caisos for magical treatments, 5 caisos for painkillers and 2 caisos for our recommendations of the best "hangover foods". Other injuries have no donation recommendations, but you are free to donate as you'd like!

If you have any questions or complaints, I'd say you can speak with Dr. House since this was his idea...but really the chances he'll bother answering are not very good, I'm sorry.

Thank you and have good day!

[And once he's finishes, he'll give a small sigh and idly wonder if this counts as extortion. ]

Vriska: See things.

[wagers]

[Someone sounds a little confused this afternoon as she dicates quickly into the journal.]

Hey! So... was I the only one who saw that thing just now? Or are my special eyes just playing tricks on me? Or...

[Drawn in a minute later!]

And before I get more of you asking what it looks like, it was kind of... Shaped like this?



Yeah. I don't know! But if I'm not crazy, I vote we go poke it with a stick or something!

_{(ooc. TALKING ABOUT THIS, YO. Feel free to use this as an open forum, or whatever. Threadjack, discuss. Whatever ever!)}

Shake it like a Polaroid picture!

[paradisamods]

[It happens very suddenly.

The ground begins to quake, building up into a rather forceful tremor. You can hear the ground moving beneath you, as if something has disturbed it and it is now expressing its anger as it rocks absolutely everything.

Depending on where one might be, the obvious answer is to find somewhere safe to ride it out and encourage others to do the same. There really isn't much else that one can do.

As its happening, it feels as if it won't stop. In reality, it only lasts just over a minute, but it is perhaps the longest minute ever.

The quaking begins to slow to a stop, and soon the ground is calm once again. The earthquake has passed, but it has certainly left its mark on Paradisa.]


[IN THE CASTLE | CITY ROYAL | OUTLYING AREAS | SECRET TUNNEL | INSOLITUS | TOWN GALLERY | THE STABLES | CASTLE GARDENS]

(OOC: Players, feel free to add your own sections for other locations! Residents in the city can also add their own sections as well. We'll do our best to add them to the list of sections!)

backdated to earlier in the afternoon

[unnaturalpause]

( Filtered to Nikola Tesla )

( Filtered to Maladict )

( Filtered to Galadriel )

( Filtered to Helen Magnus )

[But then he takes a moment to clear his throat and then comment on something that was just said.]

Here I thought the only thing I'd have to worry about last night would be those of you with hangovers. For those going to the Clinic, do try and not give them a difficult time for the donations. While I'm not there today, those that are stayed away from the liquor to insure your lives would be easier today, some support for such a service would go a long way to insuring things are done smoothly.

[Yes he totally approves of the donations thing going on.]

δέκα; [dicated]

[lioneyed]

[When Thamuris opens up the journal he sounds a bit, well, shaken. Literally in this case.]

I think... the library is mostly intact, but a lot of the books came off the shelves. And a few of the standing ones tipped over against the walls. I'm going to make sure nobody got buried under the books.

Blessed Tetrachs, this is going to take forever to pick up...



[OOC: open for action replies from people in the library, if they want]

this is NOT a test of the emergency broadcast system

[hard_talker]

[Mark was slowly crawling up out of the Steve-shaped hole in his life. yesterday, he and Nora had dealt with the news in different ways: she by going and getting drunk, and he by holing up in his room reading the letter he'd been left, alternating repeated readings with skimming the journal for signs of something, anything good.

"Care about these people," Steve had written. "Be their voice, understand their feelings. Give them the very best of yourself as often as possible. Never lose hope when things get ugly". and now that he's read those words so often that they're printed on his eyelids when he closes his eyes, Mark's going through his older broadcasts, looking at who else followed the same principles. true, the men and women who helped him grow are gone, but the friends who stand beside him aren't. and maybe it's time they showed the lost that they're not forgotten: that their work wasn't for nothing. that there are still people who --]

What the --

[and then there's a rumble, and the piles of CDs and cassettes on his desk start shaking. a few of the canvases Nora's hung on the wall shake loose. by the time Mark figures out what's going on, it's over. he doesn't even think. he scrambles through the mess on his desk to find his journal]

NORA! NORA, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?

[and soon enough, once he makes sure his girlfriend is still breathing, he pulls it together and dictates:] Everyone okay out there? Was anyone hurt? Do we need to put together some teams to go and find people who might need help?

Anyone who can hear me and needs help, let me know. We'll ... we'll get someone to you.

((OOC: This is meant to be an IC planning post for individuals to call for help, or for teams to form up and assist people in the main reaction post to the earthquake! Plan your moves here, but make them in the main post... and link to your threads here, if you'd like!))

Code Blair Call out

[kungfuwitch]

[Phoebe doesn't have time for filters. Code Blair's fallen to her and she's not going to let anything get in her way right now. She sounds more authoritative than ever as she dictates, voice clipped as she already starts a sweep of her tower.]

Anyone part of Code Blair! If you're able and haven't already started looking out for kids on your floor or wherever you are start now. We don't know how bad the damage is yet and we can't wait for one before making sure everyone's accounted for and safe.

Any kids out there - now isn't the time to argue whether or not you're a damn kid. If you're under the age of 16 check in and tell us where you are, if you're injured and if anyone else is with you. If you don't know where you are we will find you.

Be careful, everyone. Keep each other safe!

♈ Aradia: Become a firefighter. [dated to the quake]

[psych0p0mps]

( Outpost action )

Um, can someone come out to the West Outpost, on the double? I think something's on fire!

14. Stop this train

[pompous_today]

Filtered to River Tam

Meimei, please check in and let me know that you are okay. I have to go to the clinic and help with any casualties, but... I'll be with you as soon as I can. I promise.

31-Audio. (Backdated to early in the morning.)

[jimfromit]

[ Good morning residents of Paradisa. Moriarty knows you all indulged in a little alcohol last night.

That sort of behaviour isn't for him of course...such boring, vulgar and silly little party games.

However being a dick to people who are suffering kind of is his thing.

So of course he can't resist playing this on his stereo system as loud as he can and holding the journal up to the speakers.

Enjoy party people.]