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Name: Entrapta
Date: oct 16th
Format: text

HELLO! I WANT TO COLLECT SOME DATA.

IF YOU HAVE OPINIONS ABOUT ETHICS, PLEASE ANSWER THE FOLLOWING QUESTIONS:

1] ARE THERE ACTIONS YOU CONSIDER UNACCEPTABLE REGARDLESS OF CONTEXT? IF SO, PLEASE PROVIDE EXAMPLES

2] ARE THERE SOME MITIGATING CONTEXTS THAT RENDER OTHERWISE UNACCEPTABLE ACTIONS ACCEPTABLE TO YOU? IF SO, PLEASE PROVIDE EXAMPLES

3] IF A PERSON HAS PERFORMED AN UNACCEPTABLE ACTION, WHAT DO YOU CONSIDER AN APPROPRIATE PUNISHMENT?

THANKS! 8)

Name: Yuya Sakaki
Date: Oct. 28
Format: Text

how many monsters still need a witch to bond with?

[Help.]

Name: Lambert [ un: 'fuck this' ]
Date: Backdated to Octeuril 15th
Format: Text

just so you know, in case you haven't figured it out already: try not to sell parts of you without asking what it's going to be used for first

because sometimes those parts get used to brew up shitty mist that turns half the city feral or gives them new parts they don't need

the coven's got one of the bitches that started that mess now, but she wasn't working alone, so i sure fucking hope someone else found them

[ ooc: a very belated wrap-up of sorts for the mist investigation, at least on team lambert/nyskie/steak/rw's end! ]

Name: Geralt + Yuya Date: around the shift change between one dignitary visit and the second. Format: video! note that reception is wonky; as per the event post it's 'muffled' between Dorchacht and Aefenglom.

[ A grizzled old man and a plucky teen are huddled under an alcove in a dreary alley, having spent some time tragically re-creating a Sprint commercial looking for the right apex of decent reception in Dorchacht, and not being directly in front of the Coven stronghold. Geralt is still eyeing the watch like he's not sure how to address it. He's saved by Yuya, who gently reaches to tilt the watch his way, which doesn't give him a better indication on the quality of connection, but it looks clear.

So he waves.] Hey. [And keeps his voice down, because even if they're hiding he'd just rather not take chances.] So... the spell that forces monsters to obey isn't the only one that seems to be over the city. There's something else, a spell that's messing with their memories. Nobody remembers how things were really like before Morgana became leader. But that's only been about ten years, right? It didn't sound like anyone's figured out how to break that, yet. But some Witches I talked to seemed certain it was a spell on them making it hard to remember.

It's probably in the fucking wall, [ Geralt mutters. And, adding - ] I've been out a couple times to watch them poke holes in the monster compulsion. I don't know enough about the native magic to tell what else might be in it. If anyone wants to head out, we can go.

[Yuya interjects quickly.] But--has anyone learned anything else? I think we should share everything now, so the next group of us is ready. And so we're ready. I think there's more going on than just people thinking making monsters slaves is okay.

[Like Morgana subjugating the whole city to her will, because he has exactly one guess who's repressing the city's information based on her own rule.]

[ An awkward pause from the witcher before he continues. ] Try not to get lost. Whatever passes as prison here probably isn't fun. And they're weird about monster children.

Name: Steven Universe (SN: Steven U)
Date: August 20th (Backdated)
Format: Video

[Steven appears on camera, looking nervous but determined, like he's just stumbled upon something that he feels the need to tell everyone right now. So, here he is! Steven is very obviously a fae, complete with antennae and slightly too large, pink irises. Behind him, wings will occasionally flutter with agitation.]

Hey guys, Steven here! So - I told Nessie and Mhairi about that whole... dream... thing... we just had...

And it turns out neither of them had any idea that Dorchacht was doing things like that?? Nessie made it sound like their leader, Morgana, just seemed kind of racist at Coven meetings... not that they were enslaving an entire city's worth of monsters?

So... I think this is going to be a pretty big deal. They said they were going to get in contact with the Parliament about it, to see what they could do next. It didn't sound like they were okay with just letting them keep doing those things so, um... phew!

Aaaanyway... I thought you might want to know. I know I've been thinking about it a lot. Haha.

[He signs off, awkwardly.]

[OOC: This isn't massively relevant to this post, but Steven is currently wearing earrings that are charmed to tell him what the truth is when someone knowingly lies to him. So, if your character does that in the post, the earrings will probably tell him. Magic~!]

Name: Lady Maria
Date: Auguril 15th - Evening
Format: Video

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[The view opens up to Maria's face, the face of the giant clocktower in the back drop. She's sitting on a ledge on the outside of the building, one leg dangling off the edge, the other foot planted on the worn stone back of a screaming panther-eagle gargoyle. The sky, and the tower are awash with the the deep pinks and purples of the nearly-set sun. Maria herself is wearing her full hunter's outfit, her hat pulled low to shield her eyes against the sunset, but in truth it just makes her eyes seem that much brighter blue. The only oddity in her attire is that she seems to have several sunflowers tucked into her belt, around the holsters for her gun and sword sheath.

The mechanisms in the tower grind and move, and the big minute hand tocks heavily, thunking into place in the next minute slot before Maria speaks. It's almost the top of the hour.]

It has been several months, since the first of us arrived here. Life... is not made easy within this place. Not for anyone, even those of us who might be in better straits than at home. This may be the worst night yet, and we still have many more moons to come, I fear, before any of us are allowed from this place. [This, however, may very well be Maria's own last. She feels the way the headache swells and throbs behind her eyes, the pressure fit to make her burst at the seams. It ebbs and flows, depending on what she does with the Monsters, how she uses her magic, the potions and the herbs and the other stalling tactics, but she's not sure how much longer she can keep on like this. Tonight, blissfully, the pain is at its least - the full moon being the weakest pull of the mirrorbound Witches is keeping things to a dull roar at the back of her skull. For several seconds, she looks back out over the city, scanning the shapes and the shadows, watching people shutter their windows and close their doors.]

On this night, the instincts for the Monsters will be at their worst. If the pull is too strong, and you feel your mind slipping into the madness and chaos of beasthood, seek the scent of... [Lumenflowers... no,] sunflowers. They will lead you to me. I will make it as swift as you will allow me; but it may be most silent if I must seek you out. [This is exactly the threat that it seems to be.]

If the beasts loom large, and threaten to devour you, or crush you, seek me out, as well. Monster, witch, human or not, it matters not to me; it is the threat of the feral I am in search of. [Pause.] As for the rest of you... I hope you do not see me.

[Her foot shifts, and she stands, precarious though the ledge is. The terrifying drop seems to not bother her at all. The shadows deepen on her face as the sky turns a richer purple-blue, the sun setting rapidly now, though it's barely been a minute. Soon, the video cuts to black, but there's still audio in the background; a rustle of wind and cloth. Finally, there's a whirring as the clock begins to turn over again.]

The night, and the hunt are always so very long. I pray we all live to see the morning sun, and put this night behind us.

[Tock. The video cuts out as the first peal of the hourly bells sounds. Over the city, the clocktower chimes eight, and the sun slips fully below the horizon.]

Name: Kyo Sohma
Date: Aguril 4th
Format: Voice

[Kyo sighs. He really. Doesn't want to have to do this, but. Well. It's been long enough that he has been stubborn and unsure and worried about this. So he may as well just get it over with? At least start to try. He's tried some alternatives and it helps a little, but it probably isn't nearly as effective as it would be to figure having a Bond to help deal with the moon cycle and all. Even temporarily during the worst of it.

Because unfortunately, as much as Kyo's usual response is to figure things on his own or even just run away. Well. This? He can't. He can't deal with it alone without some help.]

So uh. It's Kyo again. I was figuring it is probably about time....but I should be looking into the whole...you know. The Bond thing. I'm tired enough with the rain as it is to want to deal with that for another month. N-not that I'm saying I necessarily want anything serious or permanent or whatever. Just....to help us through the full moon at least or something. Help each other manage the worst of it, at least.

[He's aware he might not be the most appealing candidate for having a Bond with, but even so. Even something temporary, that would help. Help both of them through it.]