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[On camera, a graying man in his 40s, dressed in traditional Japanese clothing, thoughtfully sips from a still-steaming tea cup. He gives a polite smile and nod to the network before he speaks.]

Good afternoon. My name is Yujin Mikotoba, for those of you I haven't yet had the pleasure of meeting.

I do hope you all had a wonderful festival, in spite of the way that it ended. [His brow momentarily creases with concern-- still no word of that kidnapping victim, after all this time...] I'm attempting to get into the habit of using this channel of communication more often, so I thought I'd strike up a casual discussion, just for a bit of fun.

[And info, but. Mostly fun.]

If you made a wish, what was it, if you're comfortable sharing? And did you feel any differently afterwards?

[Whatever 'differently' means is entirely up to who's reading, of course.]
horrifictie: game art (finger pistols (9mm))
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greetings citizens.

behold: the city speaks! it is a raven that appears in my mind's eye, without a voice and yet with speech all the same. cool cryptid shit. im a superstar prophet now.

do you have any questions you want to ask the city? i'll ask them for you. no lame questions and only one a person! cant waste my new friends time with TRIVIAL mortal concerns.


[ ooc: this is related to harry's new power and questions will be relegated to the mods for answers. there might be a response delay while I wait for the mods to respond so just keep that in mind! ]
everblooms: (oh my love don't forsake me;)
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[ When the camera feed clicks onto focus, it's settled on the frame of a young woman. Dressed in a pink dress with a red biker's jacket, she adjusts something out of view briefly. To some, this is likely a very familiar image: Aerith never seems to stop working, always looking to do something. In this case, it's clear she outdoors, under the warm glow of Hell's sun (or the equivalent of it, at least.)

She comes back into view, braid slipping back over her shoulder as she turns her head back to the camera. A woven wicker basket slipped over her arm and hanging from her elbow, she smiles brilliantly, brightly, and without abandon. ]


Heya!

[ Normal greeting so far. Still, it's not like the network is her usual point of address at this point. The camera stays balanced, on a chair, or table, or something else, perhaps. Aerith steps back several feet to reveal the area she's in: A field of flowers. Keen-eyed viewers will see that there's a number of different breeds of flowers decorating the open field. People with familiarity of the city might note that this appears to be an area in neutral territory that was underdeveloped and forgotten at some point. Nature had been reclaiming it, but with greenery, dying trees, and burnt grass. This space had no flowers, as late as just a few hours ago.

Until now.

They stand in full bloom, impossibly bright and cheerful, as if giving their own greeting to the audience. The woman in the pink dress, Aerith, places her hands together, over her lap, excitedly turning back to look out into the field as her hair trails in the wind. Then, turning back to the camera, she leans forward at the hips and places her knuckles there, too. ]


So, what do you think? Not too bad, huh? It took a while, but I managed to make them all grow myself. I... really want to fill this place up with flowers. After everything we've been through, I think that'd be nice. Don't you? Everyone needs a reminder from time to time that life never stops moving. It keeps growing, and blossoming, no matter what. I think we can be like flowers in our way, and these children will be a good reminder! Now, let's get started on that, shall we? If anyone wants some flowers, let me know.

If you need something specific, I'll make it for you. Sky's the limit, so don't hold back. As for the price, we'll negotiate. I've got experience with this, so leave it to me.

[ Guess who unlocked the ability to grow flowers at will? This gal. ]
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[ Majima is definitely sitting in Emily's clinic, his usual black eye patch replaced with a soft, white medical one. Probably not surprising, his apartment definitely burned down the other day. Among other misfortunes.

But he rubs a hand back over his hair tiredly, ]


Shutens. Sound off.

Where ya at, what do ya need? Anybody we don't hear from, somebody needs t'get eyes on an' report back.



[[ ooc; please feel free to threadjack and mingle away. ]]
holeful: (me; I have all these fucking markers.)
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I've been thinking about puzzles lately. They can be good team building activities! So here's one to work on;
110020011102011’103 001 033032011-103110033102121 020033111103011 021032 113020021003020 011112011102121110020021032013 021103 121011030030033113. 121011030030033113 113001030030103, 121011030030033113 010033033102103, 121011030030033113 012111102032021110111102011. 113020001110 003033030033102 001102011 110020011 103110001021102103?

Hints;
1: Simplify
2:


[PS: If you feel like your character would be able to solve this but you personally cannot or will not do math, you can dm me or hit me on discord for a hint/the answer! Otherwise please just bully Fukuda for this horseshit.]
ryototsukai: art by hungry clicker (made up my mind won't change it)
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how





how am i expected to afford funeral clothes


when i have no money
metafictions: (Mɪsᴏɢɪ)
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Good morning, everyone. I hope you're well.

[read: he hopes that you're not too hungover and that none of you died out there last night.]

Despite the different clans to which we've been assigned, we all find ourselves in strange territory in Jigoku-cho. It may look close to what several of us recognize as Japan, but as you might've already discovered, familiarity does not guarantee similarity. The other day, I met a man who could have easily been from my world, perhaps even my continent or country-- only to discover he hailed from a completely different planet.

So, I'd like to begin gathering information.
[He's no Sutoku, but this is important to all of them, and-- as he's been taught-- there are no shortcuts when it comes to investigation.] The more that we know about our fellow lost souls, the more we will have to work from as we learn more about this place and why we're here. We can start with something simple. If you would like, please share where, and when, you are from.

I'll start. I am from Tokyo's 25th Ward, in Japan, on Earth, in the year 2005.


(ooc: feel free to threadjack around! ✌️)

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