[ Thor looks comfortable, reclined as he is and picking his teeth with what looks suspiciously like a thin, pointed bone. ]

So, some of you have been here for quite a while, haven't you?

[ He leans forward, smile lopsided and lazily smug. ]

There should be a tournament - a real knock-down, drag-out brawl, I think. Those Olympics left me a little wanting. [ He flashes his eyebrows at the camera. ] There weren't nearly enough punches thrown, How about we get to fixing that?

[When the recording shows, no one is actually in frame for a few moments. It seems like an ordinary room in one of the houses, although someone who's been Ichigo's room would recognize it. Then the view changes as it turns to look at Ichigo, his eyes closed, a broad smile on his face. Something seems...off about that smile, though.

Then he opens his eyes, and it suddenly makes sense.

His eyes are yellow now, bordered on a black sclera. The smile deepens into a grin, and he waves once.]

Nice ta finally talk to all of you after all this time.

[His voice is still undeniably Ichigo's, but it's...harsher, rougher. And Ichigo normally doesn't have that harsh cruel note when he speaks, one that almost seems to promise violence as he talks.]

I've been watching all of you, but that ain't the same-is it?

[He leans in, still bearing that unnerving grin and narrowing his eyes.]

I'm looking real forward to getting to know everyone. Maybe if ya got the balls to meet me, we can have some actual fun for once, huh?

[And from the glint in his eye, that sort of fun would most likely end with someone bleeding and cut up. He leans back, placing his hands behind his head, a smug look replacing the predatory grin.]

But I don't think any of you cowards could do that. Tch.

[Lowering his hands, he shrugs casually.]

Ah well. I ain't worried. I'm just going to enjoy being outside-and in control.

[A cackle rises, and the feed snaps off.]

((OOC: SO BASICALLY Ichigo's hollow is in control from now until the 13th! Why? Because curses, that's why. Someone needs to stop being mouthy about the gods. :| There will be a log up later during the week for people to physically interact with him, but for now he's just happy threatening/unsettling people over the bracelet. Which is also a warning because he is kind of brutal and aggressive and just kinda crazy. Letting you all know now!))

Greetings everyone!

My name is Shino Amakusa. It's come to my attention that some people around here don't attend school. As the president of a Student Council, I can't let that stand. Unfortunately, I can't run a school on my own and neither can anyone else my age.

So, in it's place, I'll be remaking a new Student Council! It'll be the Asgard Student Council, of course. With myself and Aria, we have two members. A proper club should have at least five but we can take on a lot more.

As a Student Council, our creed will be to get everyone interested in taking part in the activities this place has to offer! Not only that but we'll help out others with their problems and jobs. Because it's a club that helps out others, I don't expect a lot of volunteers but I'll be pleased with everyone who wishes to join.

All that I ask is you fill out a small survey and post it here and I can accept you as a full member.


For females...
<b>Name:</b> <b>Age:</b> <b>Height:</b> <b>How many languages can you speak and what are they?:</b> <b>Favorite activity:</b> <b>How would you contribute to the Student Council?:</b> <b>If you could make one rule for everyone to follow, what would it be?:</b>


For males... [Warning: this one is a bit work inappropriate]
<b>Name:</b> <b>Age:</b> <b>Height:</b> <b>S or M:</b> <b>Your favorite position in bed:</b> <b>Do you plan on having a harem?:</b> <b>How extensive is your collection of porn?:</b> <b>What is your ideal body type?:</b>

Thanks for your time and triple thanks to anyone who volunteers.

[ Hello, Asgard. It's late, and Bolin is on your video feed tonight, looking slightly -- more-so, extremely -- horrible. Appearance-wise, anyway. His hair is tussled, his eyes are shot. His face is droopy and he's slumped down in his bed as far as you can see.

Someone's been crying again.. ]

Hey, Asgard. [ A sniffle as he rubs his eyes. ] Does anyone have, like, a good pick-me-up? I mean, I know it's been hard these past few days, but.. Tell me a joke, anything. [ He shifts in the bed as Pabu the fire ferret peeks into the feed, nuzzling Bolin's cheek. ] Pabu?

[ A moment or two before the feed clicks off. After all this darkness hoo-ha, the rain, AND people going missing -- well, it's a lot. Still. Way to go kiddo, not even gonna mention the fact that your brother left in the midst of it all. Don't blame him, he's so... under the weather. ]

[ ooc; forward-dated to day 135 (for the rain). i hope this is ok, otherwise you know what to do. ]

[If Hibiki’s previous post was filled with determination, this one is filled with heartbreak. Her small body shakes with sobs, and her face is red and streaked with tears. She takes a deep breath, dragging a sleeve over her face; not that it helps much, since the sleeve is already quite waterlogged. But it helps clear her tears, if only for a moment before they come springing back into her eyes.]

Sh-Shi-chan… her name isn’t-

[Her expression crumples, and she chokes back another sob.]

-it isn’t on the bracelet anymore, so if anyone wants to talk to her she’s… She’s not here. That’s all.

[And with that, she fumbles to turn off the feed. The last sounds relayed are her quiet cries.

Unless someone can coax her out of her room, Hibiki will not be at any of her usual haunts today.]

It’s already this late... I’ve really let my guard down and what’s worse is that I seem to have a huge gap in my memory somewhere. [ A pause before she lets out a defeatist sigh. ] How troublesome.

[ As she’s mainly talking to herself, it’s safe to presume that Ririchiyo doesn’t know that her bracelet is on currently. Not long prior to making this broadcast to the public of Asgard, she had found herself in an unfamiliar place with no recollection on how she got there exactly. By the time she’d came around, she realised that she’d been asleep somewhere in the town where many grey natives hovered around aimlessly. However, the weirdest part of all of that had happened was that she, for a short while, was almost certain that she was back in her world for a short while. Currently she was having a hard time fitting the pieces together to form some kind of recollection of the events that had happened.

Then it dawned on her, quick as a flash of sonic sound. That’s right, a year and a half had passed which must’ve meant that she was absent from here for a long time. She couldn’t do the maths exactly but she did remember that the amount of days that had passed the last time she was here was 87^1/2 days and 3^1/2 months. Just as she was about to make sure that everyone else was okay, she remembered something else.

Soushi’s other secret he’d been keeping from her. His house arrest.]

( private to soushi ✉ most likely quite hackable )

[the video starts off and shows the trainer here looking a little pale, the black dragon finally at his side but looking more tensed than usual. ]

I don't even remember ever losing my bracelet, which means it must have been..

[after he died.. oh, right, the bracelet]

So death is not only inevitable here but also not the end? The Gods must really value our lives then. Considering the camping trip- I wouldn't have thought so before.

[after removing his hat he ruffles his hair a bit which only makes him look more exhausted]

Anything new happen? To those that went along the camping.. what happened after?

[he looks like he wants to say more but.. he apparently decides against it.]

[ Hellloooo, Asgard! This is one of your local weirdos on the network today! She has a question... It is serious and important out of everything in the world--okay, not really! But she thinks it's important. ]

Do you guys like dramaaas? Like Asian dramas? Or like Spanish novelas? Though I think it would be difficult to display an evil twin in the use of shadows... [ Stroking her chin. ]

What about action? Action-oriented stories are pretty cool, too! It's fast and furious--everyone likes an adrenaline rush, right? [ Hehehehe. She's trying to imagine things like a racecar movie. It's pretty cool. Moving on! ]

Sooo What I'm trying to ask is... What kind stories do you guys like, huh? I really can't decide! That, or I have no idea what I should do. [ It sounds vague only because she assumes everyone knows what she's planning on doing. Or she thought she told them. Either way, it's weird. ]

... If I can't decide anytime soon, I might as well make it an Asgardian satire.

---

( FILTERED FROM DAMIEN AURELIUS CAUSE SHE IS BRACELET-SAVVY NOW YEAAAAH )

Oh, yeah. What kind of birthday gift would you give a boy that is like... Thirteen? Fourteen? Around there. I just needed some ideas here!

I was going to see if I could get him a pony, but apparently that isn't a thing anymore. [ No, don't judge that when she was young she wanted a pony. Also if you say porn, she will kill you. ]

[Action | All over Asgard | Specified Timings | Open]

( Cut for length and language )

[Anon Text | About 7 am in the morning | Open to replies!]

=)+*Do enjoy the fresh new decor*+(=

[[ ooc: With this, up to about 11 am on Day 101 your characters will be finding these lit, red thick candles at varying lengths - depending on the time of discovery - all over the city, on the backrests of benches, atop signboards, lampposts, window frames... just about anywhere, really. Enjoy the waxworks! Cleaning up all the wax left behind is going to be a chore... ]]

[There's only so long Euri can stay cooped up in her room before she starts getting antsy. But she's torn between superstition about large amounts of water and the urge to go wander around outside, maybe even past the gate. She's made short trips, but there was no dilly-dallying with those.

Eventually she makes the decision to go out. It's been a few days with no incidents mentioned over the bracelets, surely the water is nothing to worry about.

About an hour later she's finding herself standing on a bench, eying the water with more suspicion and caution than one would expect. Her tone is no different.]

So....

No one's seen anything in the water, right? No fish or turtles or - anything bigger?

[Namely, something about human-sized but on the fishy side.]

I'm just checking! I know the water isn't that deep, but it can't hurt to be sure.

[And it would be nice to know she's just being paranoid about that dark shape she thought she saw several feet away.]

[ Finding herself in a world filled with so many more people than the shitty little meteor she had spent the last year (half-ish sweep) on has given Terezi an opportunity; with the flooding making an already difficult-to-traverse city (for her, due to the lack of color) even more difficult to wander around, she has been left spending time alone, thinking. Thinking and thinking and thinking.

Normally, she would not bother bringing up a topic like this to others, but the anonymity along with the vast amount of resources (people) to tap into has given her reason to open up in hopes of finding some answers, even if under the guise of being anonymous. Perhaps she will not have to wrestle with herself and her doubts in silence.

She ensures she uses human terminology. She ensures to eliminate any instance of her quirk. She ensures to avoid anything to identify her style of speech. ]

Hello, Asgard. I hope you're not too frustrated with the current state of the city. Not frustrated enough to refuse to help with a poll of sorts, anyway, because I would like to make an inquiry.

It's a small one, but the more responses the better. It's pretty simple, too.

How do you define 'justice'? How do you relate it to the idea of 'right and wrong'? What importance does it have to you?

Simple enough. Please entertain a bored guy's curiosity, okay?

[ Please feel free to respond however you would like: text, audio, or video. Her response will always be anonymous text, however. Feel free to be anonymous yourself if your character would wish it, but it might be more fun and result in some CR that may otherwise not happen if they were to reply non-anonymously. ]

[While most people seem to be bothered and concerned about the sudden influx of water, Akari looks positively joyous when the feed turns on. She's practically bubbling over with excitement, and it's evident from how excitedly she talks and splashes around the welcome hall of Freya.]

Hahi, it's almost like an Aqua Alta! Or maybe I should call it an Asgard Alta here? [She laughs, continuing to play about and splash in the water.] I hope this means summer's just around the corner here too! Though it feels a little weird to have the seasons so short... I think it's even shorter than it was back on Manhome.

Oh, but this is making me wonder--I've never been outside the city here, but are we actually close by a sea or ocean maybe? That would be really nice actually, I'd have a bigger area to practice rowing...

[But that's when she realizes.] My gondola is still at the lake!

[WITH THE WATER LEVEL HIGHER WHAT IF IT WASHED AWAY oh god oh man the feed gets one flustered and rushing Akari before she hastily manages to switch it off. For anyone at the park and around the lake though, well... Just as she feared, her gondola's drifted all the way to the middle of the lake. She's standing at what is probably the shore of the lake (granted with how submerged everything is, who can tell) looking like she's wondering what she should do when--

Is that a swimsuit she's holding in her hands.]

 What the fuck is the meaning of this?! 

[The shriek is probably enough for anyone watching to realize that Mugino is pretty distressed. It seems that she's been cursed and has swapped bodies with Kakine.]

Why is this happening to me of all people?! Ughhhhhh...

[She tries to flip her hair in annoyance, but how short Kakine's hair is irritates her even further.]

[Filtered away from Kakine]

[After a minute of sulking, Mugino perks up.]

Say, anyone have any good suggestions for fucking with someone while you have their body? 

[are you enjoying your bunnies and colored eggs today, Asgard? Beato is, and she looks fairly relaxed on the video feed. Unlike last time, there are no signs of disarray or anything. In fact, she's having a pretty calm cup of warm tea and looks rather satisfied with herself]

Good afternoon, Asgard, and Happy Easter! Rejoice, for I have come to impart a bit of magical knowledge to you!

Did you know that Easter is also a Witch's holiday? We call it Ostara and celebrate it as the full return of the sun and the beginning of the season of fertility on Earth. Since it's a festival related to fertility, rabbits and eggs are used to celebrate. Ostara began as a celebration among the ancient Germans and was eventually merged with the Christian Easter and Jewish Passover season. It's usually celebrated on the day of the Spring Equinox.

Be grateful, humans! We Witches don't usually share our knowledge with you! But since it's a holiday, I'm feeling especially generous today.

[The feed turns on and the first thing you notice is this_chair 's body on the bed.

Shirou walks over to poke him and there's no response.

Since Shiki claimed to have anemia, Shirou couldn't bring himself to ignore it as easily.

This is why he will now consult the bracelet for advice. ]

Do any of you think he's dead?

...

Hey.

Tohno.


[Now using more force to tug at the other male's shirt.

Still no response.]

He might be dead for real.

What do I do?

[ooc: replies will be coming from Shiki Tohno as well! We'll be tagging separately.]

[ when the feed comes on, loki is sprawled sideways in an armchair, his back against one arm and legs thrown carelessly over the other. there are books spread around him, one lying open across his chest with his palm against the spine to keep it from shifting. he's not bothering to look into the video, instead toying with a small, delicate piece of equipment that a certain playboy multi-billionaire might recognize. (he's good at 'acquiring' things that interest him.) ]

Tick tock, Asgard. Aren't we all just good little clockwork people, spinning predictably along while it all comes to life around us. I wonder where the key might be that does the winding.

[ he curves a slender hand at his ear as if listening. ]

Can't you hear it? Tick-tick-tick, like some great and terrible heart. [ his hand falls away, and he laughs, head falling back, folding an arm over his eyes as if to hide it. ] A last, desperate act for a dying world.

[ he's quiet for several moments, but slowly removes his arm, turning slightly to smirk at the feed. ]

Come along, now, show me some real mischief, won't you? It's been so terribly dull.