Deer Country Network

[Local man sits at his kitchen table, arms folded and a coffee mug in front of him. He looks... worried. Concerned. And is clearly preparing for a Speech.]

My name is Shiro.

I'm one of the Sleepers who came here from Deerington, the dream world. I don't actually know how many of you out there are in the same boat anymore, so... with a choice like we've been given, I don't know how many of you remember the last time we had one like it.

[He means the vote that ended the dream.]

That vote ended with Julia Sodder's death.

I want to think it's because a lot of us didn't fully understand the consequences. I want to think it was because a lot of people were hurt, afraid, and thought they were doing the right thing. Or they just wanted to protect the people they knew. Regardless, Julia Sodder died. The people she'd brought into her world to save her... they let her down.

[Deep breaths Shiro, because it really sounds like you were trying to say I let her down, there. He folds his hands, and props his chin up in them.]

You can probably see where I'm going with this.

I'm not saying don't give this Pthumerian your opinion. At this point, inaction is probably the worst idea we've got. These beings - they're a part of this world whether we like it or not. They have been for longer than we can probably realize. [He grimaces.] Aside from one...

[Friggin Mother Mercy/Superior.]

We should be careful, I think, to do anything that cuts them off from their world. Even if we think it might help the people we care about. Protect them. We could end up doing something we really regret.

[There's a long pause, Shiro debating his next words.]

Like always, I'm open to explaining anything to people who have no idea where I'm coming from. I'm more than happy to talk about what happened in Deerington. The way I see it, maybe that will help us understand this world.

[The video turns on and Glitch is just sitting at a desk, hand on cheek as he's tapping it all the while.

He's tired, bored, maybe even feeling moody. Who knows nowadays?

But, one thing's for sure he wants something else to focus on that isn't the horrors of Trench, Maul threatening everyone, and well.

The general anxieties of growing up. So, here he is on camera and he starts to talk;]

Okay. I wanna do the healthy thing and ignore what's going on outside for like an hour so;

poll time.

The poll question being;
Yes or No


And if Yes;

How much dad energy does Shiro have?

Ten percent?

Fifty Percent?

One Hundred percent?

The number is incalculable?

Please answer with your remarks below. It's for science.


[A pause before Glitch says;]

For those who don't know what he looks like, this is Shiro.

[ A picture appears right beside the poll. Just so it's clear.] Okay, get to it people.

[Maul looks very serious but also with a touch of the cat that finally caught the canary as he starts the video.]

I thought I would just give a formal announcement that I have broken the curse which has been on me since Deerington. For those who didn't know about it, it caused me to feel pain whenever I harmed another sentient being. But no more.

[He sounds extremely pleased by that. Though any traces of glee are soon replaced by a murderous expression on his face, his eyes hardening until there is only fury in them.]

If any of you feel like being clever and immediately trying to put another leash upon me, I would advise against it. I didn't retaliate this time but next time I will kill anyone who tries to meddle in my life, whether or not it is my own hand that ends your life.[Maul's got enough people in town who he knows would eagerly kill for him if he asked them to, his brother and mate both chief among them. While he usually prefers to do his own dirty work, he's not willing to put himself through another eight months of being muzzled.] Or I shall simply make your life so miserable that you wish you were dead. After all, most sentient species contain around two hundred to four hundred bones. Consider the fact I know how to break each and every one of them. Or how most species will continue to survive as long as the brain has oxygen and the hearts continue to pump blood regardless of what else is done to their body. Just a thought.

[He pauses and adds on a little at the end.]

As for the three that did it? You already know I don't forgive and I don't forget. Run and hide if you like. I'll come and find you soon enough.

Attention Trench:
1. If you need a safe place to go with less pollution, the safehouses are up and running. I put a map here. They have masks to filter the air and most of them have incense.
2. If you have spare incense, the safehouses could use more. Also, non-perishable food.
3. Wear a mask. Seriously. Yes, all the time.
—Mako

4. If you end up encountering any of those weird cultist people. I'm going to teach you my Uncle Qrow's method of escaping an encounter like this. It might not prevent you from getting kidnapped but it'll help you fight them off with weird psych out Mistral violence.

Just chew up one of these mushrooms that I found that makes you foam at the mouth—it'll make them think you have rabies and throw them off their rhythm. Then you grab a telephone book and beat them on the torso with it. Because as any cop will tell you, phonebooks don't leave bruises.
—You're Pal, Ruby Rose

[ Attached at the end of the post is a map with safehouses marked in each district. One is the Raccoon Room, anyone who's volunteered their house will be on there, and several are out in the farmlands beyond Trench itself. One is in the woods.

Edited in a minute later: ]

Don't listen to Ruby. No cop will tell you that. Phonebooks definitely leave bruises.
—Mako

((ooc: both Mako & Ruby will be responding! action prompt in the comments for anyone interested. ))

[ There are many things he could start with with his first video here in this new place. After all, first impressions are key, especially if there were new Sleepers, people...what do they even call themselves now? Eh, whatever.

He needs to make this good.

And the first thing that Glitch posts is;]

I WENT TO FUCKING SPACE!! HOLY SHIT!

I-!

WENT!
TO!

SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!

[ He's setting up good impressions.]