Deer Country Network

[Someone has been having a month. technically two. so she looks almost combative when she asks]

Right, apparently I--me--some version of me has been here before.

I'm asking who knew me, what they knew about me, and if they want to keep knowing me.

[private to Kylo Ren]

Did you know?

My name is D, for those of you who aren't familiar with me, I organized and designed the Outpost.

For several months Snow White and I have been speaking with the beast commonly called Deerlona, the first Sleeper to arrive in Trench, named Ramona.

She says that when she was released from the nightmare world the waking world was already soaked in blood pollution but beasts were just beginning to emerge, but she could tell they would be permanent. Most things were in chaos, but that as corruption and beasts became more common the world became more balanced.

When we asked, Ramona also said she believes Pthumerians are part of maintaining that balance.

She hated Riteor as well. She called him a power hungry hack and she's glad that we chose to get rid of him.

I have sent further questions to her on the possibility of Hali's offer, but Ramona doesn't always respond quickly.

Anyone who wishes to ask her anything should seek Deer to act as messengers; She is very protective of Sleepy Town and also feels a compulsion to attack people.

There are more construction projects this month at the Outpost, but I also wanted to announce that Manabu will be leading a project to construct a road between Trench and Riteor's city.

And on that subject, I am going to ask Hali to take over or prevent Pthumerian influence on that city.

( the month of march had not been so great with jinx. her mind had been scattered all over the place -- along with her emotions. and not only she had personal things going on, her blood effect had her feeling weak and that upset her more than one way. with so much happening, the girl feels it's about time for some fun and lightheartedness! and what better fun is there than to be on the deerNET? now, she won't sign in as herself -- actually, it's funnier if she didn't at all! they say the best medicine for any mood is laughter. and surely, this will bring loads of it.

so two things are happening here, pay close attention. if your character is browsing through deerNET, they will see a lovely surprise. )

( ooc: i don't feel bad for this. i only feel wonderful. )

Rose Dawson has returned to the sea, and perhaps home.

I'm not sure if she promised anything to anyone, but please let me know if so, and I will make sure it comes to you in a timely way.

[ you're not getting an eyeful this time, instead Kylo stares down the camera, appearing slightly exhausted. He's holding a porg in front of him, which when set on the table toddles off and out of view. ]

If anyone wants one of these birds -- I believe that they're called porgs, they're welcome to them as their former owner appears to have gone. I'd rather not be saddled with them. 

[ there's a loud SQUAWK that comes from slightly off screen, drawing a scowl from Kylo who disappears from frame. The feed ends with some yelling and what sounds like a crash. ] 

[ the feed turns on to show you a small child in white robes, looking like he got out of bed with tousled hair and sharp blue eyes. he seems to be looking around warily, his jaw tight. ]

So this is a kidnapping right? By one of those slavers?

[ he lets out a quiet breath like he was taught. gehren. he hoped she was safe. ]

Fine, whatever. Where is the closest space port?

[The video opens with a shot over a man's shoulder as he reaches for the doorknob. He jumps back as soon as his hand touches it and shudders in revulsion.]

Ugh!

[Glancing over his shoulder, his expression shifts from disgust to surprise, as the camera moves sideways slightly. It's clearly his Omen doing the recording, and until now, he had been entirely unaware of it.]

Wait a second - are you broadcasting this to the whole network? Why?

[There isn't an answer, but Martin seems to understand instinctively, because he heaves a long suffering sigh.]

Fine. Does, uh, anyone know how to stop this whole... sense-switching thing? Tasting everything you touch is... well, it's not great. Do you have any idea the number of things you touch in a day that taste awful? I mean, it doesn't even make sense! It's not all the time either. Sometimes it's totally fine, and others... Well, this whole "Congratulations your fingers think they're a tongue now and suddenly you've licked a doorknob!" thing is getting really old.

[ After much consideration, she's decided to put herself out there and do a little research. Of course the matter is a personal one and she's a little embarrassed, so she'll hide behind text and her role as a doctor. ]

Has anyone here ever thought about having children? It's not as if there aren't children here, it's just seems that they all belong to native families.

From a medical standpoint, I've been wondering if it's possible, but if not I want to figure out what's making it impossible. Or is everyone just on really good birth control?

Thoughts? Has anyone looked into this before? Did you find anything useful?

In honour of Discount Chocolate Day, I'm giving away chocolate.

The price? Share either the best advice you've ever heard, or the worst advice.

[The video starts with the sound of a glass crashing onto the ground and a very soft 'oh dear...' as Snow comes into view. Faramund is holding the Omni.

Snow White is covered in tiny bruises and cuts, all of them random and sporadic as if she was careless with a knife or one of her animal friends wasn't quite careful enough with their claws or teeth. The bruises from being knocked into or bumping into things and some are green and yellow from healing, some are fresh and purple, and all of them are small and little. She pushes back a stray strand of hair that has come out from her well-kept bob.

On the floor is a whole pitcher of milk completely spilled and mixed with broken glass. Snow sighs again as she looks at it.

It's literally spilled milk.]

It... [Two little birds hand her a towel, and three raccoons push a bin over to where Snow White is kneeling down. A young wolf brings her a small dust brush in its jaws. She begins to carefully put the bigger pieces into the bin as she turns to look at Faramund.] It seems I'm not having a very good week... [She looked over to Faramund.]

It seems I've upset our kobold, Farmund, though I'm not sure what we did. We'll have to find a way to apologize. [She winces as she cuts her finger on a piece of glass and hisses softly.]

This and the lock snapping on the apple's chest are proof of it.

Does anyone know how to make a kobold happy again? I certainly didn't mean to insult it.

[sometimes a garden of 'wow, this is happening' blossoms out of a small seed. the idea had been theme music for storytime, and that had become a sudden scrounge for things beyond humming - actual instruments instead! (which beyond a few harps, and spotting yeah that's a guitar ...mike doesn't really know much about.)

he can't play them, and he doesn't know how to read sheet music. though he's an enthusiastic supporter.

but at least three of the koz kids do, and the story was interrupted by pleas and cheers for a treasure hunt, which resulted in two recorders, a harmonica, a pair of maracas and a ...fart piano. his blood does not care if he wanted that last one, and it's only responsible for that one thing until three more recorders appear, along with a kazoo. it's all downhill from there.

the music that he can't read results in several selections. one of which those kids would like to play for you now with dedication, straight from mike's omni without him realizing that it's happening. his omen knows, though, and she waves into the screen, nodding her ratty little head along with tune.

(nothing is in tune.)

it's terrible. it's great. it's ...happening. he has rick rolled the network. (he probably isn't the first, but maybe he'll be the last?) and give him a break, the rick roll's new from his timeline.]

[In a rare appearance, D is willingly showing his face. He's in The Entertainment Feed and in the background there are games, a table with food, and a cartoon playing.]

Since a number of people who are normally adults are now children, there's a place set up at The Entertainment Feed for kids. There are movies, books, games, and food, and even places to sleep if needed.

If you come across any kids who haven't figured out how to use their omni, or to any omens seeing this who might suddenly have a child in their care, please feel free to bring them over.

[OOC: Open Log for The Entertainment Feed here]

[ Off-center on the screen is a small freckled child with an impressive green bedhead. His T-shirt, of a suitable size for a teenager, is now as long as a bedgown. He fitfully rubs the sleep from his eyes. ]

Please... Anyone we know who can watch us... and reach high things... and cook katsudon? Paul-kun and I are seven years old now. Kaworu-kun is two whole years younger than us. He’s so little...

[ Tears prick at the edges of his huge green eyes. He just woke up like this, he misses his mom, he barely remembers how to work the Omni, but he must make his case. He has to ask for help for the sake of his friends, one of whom is very tiny!

However, the tiny one seems unconvinced.] Someone always comes. They leave you alone for a bit and then come back when they need you.

[ The other seven year old in question stands behind Izuku with his arms crossed over his chest, an effect somewhat undercut by the fact the sleeves of his too big sweater flop over his hands and dangle towards the floor. He glares from underneath a fringe of messy curls that match Izuku’s except for their dark colour, and amends Izuku’s statement with a crisply pronounced: ]

Which doesn’t mean we can’t defend ourselves.

Oh! [ Izuku remembers, ] And I’m very sorry, but you can’t watch us unless you’re our friend. Mom taught me not to talk to strangers.

[ Paul nods emphatically, then turns away from the screen to disappear to the left. When he does, the end of a sheathed knife that’s almost comically large for his small frame is briefly visible under the hem of his sweater. He is not kidding around about self-defense. ]

[ Izuku glances offscreen after him. ] Paul-kun, what do you have there—

[ Cheerfully, without an ounce of hesitation, Paul answers: ] A knife!

[The pale haired boy tilts his head curiously.] What’s a stranger...?


[ ooc: Due to last year's recurring event, these are temporary AU versions of Deku wannasmash, Kaworu peripheries, and Paul terriblepurpose ]

So...ice zombies. Fun. For anyone who's managed to take any of them out, did you aim for the head? Colour me curious if the zombie movies I've seen are accurate.



[Filter 1: Johnny Lawrence & Daniel LaRusso]

I'm planning a semi-surprise birthday party for Robby. All I'm telling him is that I'm inviting you two and a few friends over for dinner. But it's his 18th birthday so it's got to be way more badass than that and I'm inviting all of his and my friends.

Your mission is to keep Robby busy during the day so I can set up and he won't see everyone arriving.



[Filter 2: Friendly CR of Robby & Tory]

It's Robby's 18th birthday next month and I'm throwing him a party. He's going to know that I invited a few friends over for dinner. What he doesn't know is how many people I'm actually inviting. Anyway, party's on the 4th and if you can see this, you're invited. If you want to bring a friend along who isn't on this filter, check with me first. I'll probably be fine with it, but I want to know who to expect.



(ooc: As long as your character has had a positive interaction with either Tory or Robby and isn't known to have issues with either of them, feel free to assume they're invited!)

I would like to pose several questions regarding bloodstone gems.

Robby has had some luck in gathering information from Nevermind when discussing blood pollution and attempts to balance it. The pthumerian stated isolating specific abilities from the bloodtypes into gems could be an avenue. Darkblood comes to mind, the reality bending abilities used to warp the pollution or corruption directly from the environment.

I've done some initial testing with little success, hence this post. Does anyone have experience with making bloodgems they can share?

Are there bloodgem jewelers in the Trench you can recommend? Any information found in the Archives that can be useful?

For that matter anyone interested in the research is welcome to help or get involved, I am hardly an expert in blood magic itself, in truth. Donations of blood are welcome as well as we continue to look into this.

[ooc; here is the ooc plotting post for this player plot!]

Why hello there! [Snow White looks even cheerier than usual, which is impressive considering her general nature.]

What a lovely winter we're having! [Snow, having come from German winters of the Renaissance is honestly quite cozy with all the inventions Trench has to keep you warm. ]

Now, I've never gotten to celebrate my birthday before, and since it's today, I was hoping for some ideas on what I might do! I have been told, quite vehemently by my beloved, I'm not allowed to bake my own cake.

Though, I don't think there should be a party, I don't wish to waste food for something that doesn't matter all that much. Just something small should be alright. So, I would love to hear any recommendations you might have!

I hope you're all staying nice and warm and fed as well! If not, please let me know and I will be happy to help with food and clothing.

Alright, bitches. It's apparently been a hella long time since I've graced anyone in this timeline with my presence. I tried the whole reaching out one by one thing so as not to shock the system, but that shit got time consuming and my attention span is only so strong.

So, if you remember me, tell me, and maybe fill me in on important life developments. Or like. Just leave me a meme that sums up this shit hole the best.

...

Actually, everyone should leave me one of those. Chop, chop, get to it. Whenever Santa's elves aren't busy trying to eat your fucking face off or whatever.

[ She goes to shut off the feed but flicks it on literally two seconds later. ]

Is there weed in this place, by the way? Asking for a friend.

[Snow White sighs as she seems to be getting another message not meant for her. She shakes her head and addresses the camera.]

Du meine Güte!

Ich habe ziemliche Probleme mit meinem Omni. Und in Anbetracht einiger der Nachrichten, die ich zufällig erhalten habe, glaube ich, dass wir alle es sind! Ich kontaktiere immer wieder versehentlich die falschen Leute. Nicht, dass es nicht nett wäre, mit ihnen zu reden. Trotzdem möchte ich die Menschen erreichen, die ich erreichen möchte.

[There's a humming sound that comes from the Omni and Snow's image fizzles for a moment before:] If I do say so myself, this is getting a little frustrating. Does anyone have an idea how to fix the problem? Or what could it be?

[Another hum and another fizzle. She is none the wiser that she's not being "translated."]

Ich fürchte, ich bin nicht sehr gut mit Technologie, aber ich werde versuchen, zu helfen, wo immer ich kann. Nun, hier hoffen wir, dass das Problem bald behoben wird.

[One last fizzle and then:] Well, all the same, I hope everyone is staying nice and warm as it gets colder! Please don't forget to be very careful right now.


(OOC: Just let me know if you want replies to be translated by the Omni or still in Google translate German. Hovering over the sentences will provide the translation.)

[If you can believe it, Snow is even MORE CHIPPER than usual. She's all giggles and blushes and Faramund, her Omen, just shakes his head at the giddy teenager. Her animals are all very used to her giddiness by now.]

I wanted to thank everyone who helped me last time regarding modern courtship and I am happy to announce that Rose Dawson has graciously accepted my proposal for courtship and we are now together!

Oh, I'm truly so excited! And very fortunate to have someone so lovely love me.

Regarding my decision on all the advice I was given, I decided to go with the bouquet, I shall serenade her another time!

Again, thank you everyone for your kind advice!

Oh! And one other thing, that is of course, just as important. Winter will be upon us soon which means it's pickling, curing, canning, drying, and preserving time! If anyone needs a few lessons on how to properly do anything of those things please don't hesitate to ask!

Why hello there! May I just have a little bit of your time?

[Snow is, as always, surrounded by her animal friends and companions. She gently straightens her hair bow a bit and then puts her hands back in her lap.]

I was just wondering if I might have some help from people who are much more further in the timeline than I am... that is, people who are past the 1500s.

Is it alright for women to request courtship first in your time period by any chance?

[Why yes, Snow would very much like TO JUST DO THAT, she's just not sure if that's even a thing yet, or if it'd be as much a shock nowadays as it currently is in her own time. Although, since they're both women, she's not sure how that would even work if they COULDN'T request it first.]

I'm afraid modern courtship is still utterly unknown to me, though from what I have seen and read, it does seem to have a lot of things called pick-me-up lines, oh! Do people still serenade one another or is that not really what's done anymore?

Still, thank you so much for any help you might be able to offer!