ǣfenglōm (main comm)

Name: Minako Arisato
Date: July 3rd
Format: Video

[Hello friends, here is a video of Koromaru. He's sitting on a bed, looking as happy and alert as can be, with a sign hanging from his neck that says:

ATTENTION ALL WITCH FRIENDS!
FOLLOW THE WITCH CODE SO YOU DON'T EXPLODE!
CREATE A BOND IF YOU'RE FOND OF LIFE!

Koromaru is patiently motionless for about five seconds, and then he raises himself up to vigorously shake his body, turning the sign around and askew. Minako laughs off screen, a hand reaching out to pull it off him.]

Okay, fine, I'm relieving you of your duty.

[Camera view change! Minako is now the focus, holding the sign with her free hand and offering a jaunty wiggle of her fingers as a hello.]

Yes, I know it's really dumb, but really dumb rhymes help people remember them better! And this is important. If you saw the Coven infirmary during that shared dream last month, I think you'd agree with me. Nobody should-- nobody needs to go through that.

I know it might not be easy for some people to make a Bond. It has a capital B, after all, it's important and telepathic-y and binding and things here are weird and confusing as they are without adding that to the mix.

But remember, you can un-Bond anytime you want! If you don't like your partner, you can find and Bond with a new one you trust later down the line. Putting it off will only worsen how much you're endangering yourself the longer you wait. And for what? Pride? Solitude? Forgetfulness?

[Her eyes go wide with a beseeching look.]

It's not worth your life. Please take care of yourself first. The rules in this world are different, and it hasn't and won't be easy to adapt to them, but this is about your health. You owe it to yourself to be in a comfortable mental and physical condition. If you don't want to do it for yourself, then do it for the people who are waiting for you back in your own world. Think of the promises you've made and the regrets you'd have if you let everything end here, so far away from home.

[She's quiet for a moment, and then huffs.]

So-- here! If you're a Monster and you're willing to Bond with a Witch, reply to this! If you're a Witch and you're looking for a Monster, you should definitely reply to this! Get it done so you have one less thing to worry about while you're on this world!

[A bright, encouraging smile.]

And seriously, if you're trying to find a Bond, take care, okay? The hallucinations and headaches get pretty bad.

Thanks for listening.

Name: Elliot Craig
Date: July 1st
Format: Text

Hello everyone!

My name's Elliot Craig, and I'm to announced that starting today, I'm offering music lessons through my business, VII Notes! So if you've ever wanted to learn a music instrument, now's the perfect time! Music can be a great tool to help you get through stressful time. And for you witches, it can be a pretty good channeling tool for magic!

The instruments I'm currently offering are:

Piano

Violin

Guitar

Singing

Recorder (great beginner woodwind instrument!)

My going rates are affordable as well! Standards rates are:

	30 Minutes	45 Minutes	60 Minutes
Solo Lesson	2500c	3000c	3500c
Group Lesson*	1500c	2000c	2500c

*No group lessons offered currently for piano

And now's an even better time to try out music, because the first lesson is free! Discounts are also available for those with lower incomes. Music lessons will take place either in the barracks or the Aoide Foundation school of music, depending on the instrument. Thanks to the Aoide Foundation for loaning of instruments!

Finally, for those who're interested in just hearing some music, you can find me performing in the Entertainment district on Weekend Evenings at

[insert popular street corner] provided there's good weather! In the meantime, please check out a recording of one of my original songs, "Beneath the Bright Sky", featuring piano accompaniment by one of the fine students at Aoide Foundation. [He attaches an audio recording done via the communicator] This song and more will be on my new album, which is currently in the works!

Thank you for listening!

[OOC: All actual lessons will be handwaved, as while Elliot is musically gifted, his player played one (1) clarinet badly]

Name: Francel
Date: June 5
Format: Voice

Might I — ngh — might I trouble someone for help?

[there's a soft crackle of what might be breath on the mic, and then the shifting of what sounds like bedsheets. the voice that ultimately speaks again is low and husky, fairly deep, but there's something boyish and hesitant to it. some of francel's words come out awkward and tense, as if he is in a great deal of pain, and struggling to get the words out.]

It's been... several bells since last I took a meal, by my count, and... I'm terribly hungry. The... the man with whom I share a residence is not like to be back for some time. Could I trouble someone to bring food to my doorstep?

[really, even he can't believe he's asking for this.]

I have little coin, but I would happily pay you for your time. Please, and blessings on you.

Name: Zelda
Date: June 4th, i guess? sure why not
Format: text

[Zelda is no expert in how to use the "watches." She barely knows how to use them at all, actually. But there is no way in hell she's going to be able to keep a stoic face up while giving this message, so after several hours of fiddling, a new post appears on the network.]

i have been asked by miss nerissa bell to forward some information she has shared with me regarding any supernatural, magical, or otherwise extraordinary abilities those of our number might have possessed before our sudden arrival in the looking glass house. i wished to know if she had any theories regarding what has happened to these powers and abilities, and she responded that she did.

the following is an image of the letter in which she detailed her theory to me. please forgive me if it is illegible in any way; i shall transcribe it if necessary, but this form of communication is still very new to me.

[Fortunately it's not terribly unreadable; you might need to zoom in on some bits to pick apart the o's from the a's and so on, but Nerissa's big bubbly letters make it easier than it otherwise might have been. It reads as follows:

( cut for length )

further inquiries regarding this theory should likely go to miss nerissa herself, as i fear my own understanding of this world's magics is still very limited.

Name: dylas
Date: June 2nd
Format: voice

Hey.

[That’s it. One word. Dylas’ voice is low, like usual, but there’s something unsteady about it. Maybe it’s nerves from using the pocketwatch, a device he’s still not used to, or...well.]

I know people have been...changing. It’s, uh. Not great. But...do the changes hurt for anyone else? There’s this spot on... my friend’s arm that’s all grey, and it hasn’t stopped hurting ever since it showed up. Does anyone else have that?

I’m asking for my friend.

[He’s not asking for a friend.]

[OOC; Dylas is infected by the Cwyld after an encounter with some Shades. He’s been hiding it under his clothes, but now his arm is hurting real bad.]