UN: Zodiac | Happy November!

[kaisoumods]

WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: Libra App
WHEN: Night of October 31st/November 1st
WHAT: Zodiac Network Post
WARNINGS: None!

[On the night of Halloween, the darkness of the night will grow even more stark as the night continues on. Furthering the darkness, the spirit vein will dim into shades of blacks and purples as the Shadow element comes into dominance. Everyone's devices will emit a soothing wind chime sound as a new Zodiac post appears. The chime will sound even if you have your phone turned off or on silent, and will not stop until you read their messsage and comment to it.]



Aglaea, Carolyn, K'rihnn, and Kyryll have joined the app. Say hi everyone!


Robin, Jill, and Inwa have left the app.

[The post then continues on.]

Hello and thank you for using the Libra app.

Happy Halloween everyone! I hope everyone is having a spooktacular time this holiday!

First we'd like to thank everyone's involvement in saving our coworkers from the incident in El Nido. The survivors are well on their way to recovery, though will be getting extensive counseling. We also want to offer our condolences for all of you who suffered to do so. We are aware that a lot happened during those days, and we'd like to extend our offers of free counseling for any of those who wish to have it.

In addition, we have some good news! The seers department haven't picked up on anything omninous for this month, and we've been very through to look out for other red flags that might get overlooked! While we should always remain on guard this time of year, let's keep our fingers crossed that this is a thanksgiving that we'll all get to experience in relative peace! As much peace as Thanksgiving dinners can be, anyway- not that there's anything wrong with my thanksgiving dinner, of course!

That's all for now! Finally, our ever popular icebreaker question:


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[Users will have the option to choose their own display names and userpics if they haven't already. If nothing is chosen, the app will use their real name and a quick photo taken of them from their camera's phone.

As of now, Normal NPCs are slowly losing their ability to see the supernatural. By the end of next week, everything should return to normal.

Please note that there will be no city log this month, with the next event log being posted on the 15th. As such, players are free to make their own posts and mingles regarding city events. If you want more details on what's happening the city this month, it can be found here. ]

Comments

[lanternae]

I would not go so far as to say it is my enemy. I simply lived in a land where snowstorms were the more common weather report. I find cold and damp environments more to my liking.

Maybe it's why the sea calls to me so.

You are quite fortunate to keep your youthful face! I have heard nothing but the woes of people who start to see their own age for what it is.

[Not that he can relate. Either in age or in height. He's 6'5''. They made this ghost too big.]

Ah. I congratulate you on having such an active lifestyle. One must enjoy life's pleasures while they can.

[mmmleather]

Ah, so you are like the Fereldens. You would think they had never heard of the sun, the way they prefer the cold and wet.

I am, yes. I am so ridiculously handsome, sometimes, I am astounded.

[You tall people and your ... everything.]

What a coincidence! I say precisely the same thing.

[lanternae]

[He pauses for just a moment, and behind the feed his yellow eyes glisten.]

Sir, if it is not too impolite to ask, I must know.


Are you from this world?

[He's been picking up the 'vibes' as the kids say, but the namedrop of a group of people who he doesn't recognize...he has to ask.

[mmmleather]

I say we speak of sex as casually as the weather in my homeland, and he asks if my origin is impolite...

[That's said in the tone of exasperation one uses when talking to themselves - when you can't quite believe what you're hearing.]

But no, I am not.

[lanternae]

Naturally. My isolation in my job occupation aside, times change so fast. These 'Fereldens' you referred to did not seem to be of this world.

The talk of sexual pleasure is universal, Fereldens are not, hence the question.

[He's lived a quite a few centuries, and the name certainly didn't ring a bell.]

I hope you have become accustomed to the human way of life. They're an odd sort, but they have a welcoming warmth like no other.

Judging by your living situation, I'd say you've been welcomed, indeed.

[mmmleather]

They are not. I am, as many say, a transplant to this fascinating, and dangerous, world.

You say "they". You are not human?

[lanternae]

Then may I wish you the best in your stay in Kaisou, however long that may be.

...

Come now, I look human, do I not?

[mmmleather]

You look like words on my device, my friend. As I am sure I do for yourself.

Otherwise you would have absolutely noticed my enchanting ears.

[lanternae]

[Does he tell him.]

Then...who may I ask is that dashing gentleman with the pointed ears in your profile picture?

[mmmleather]

[Hold on, give him a minute.]

[Beep boop.]

[Hello there.]

Well then! Look at that! How did that get there...? Fascinating.

[Well great, now he's going to play with the camera.]

[lanternae]

Technology is amazing, isn't it?

[He goes to look at his own and--oh.]

Ah, my apologies...one moment. It seems my own profile picture snapped incorrectly and took a picture of my lantern. Allow me to correct this mistake.

[Haha wow why would that happen. Silly phone. He'll quickly send another one of himself. This one showing the ethereal looking man with the bright yellow eyes. Ignore the ghost looking things in the background. It's probably fine.]

[mmmleather]

I was not going to judge. Perhaps you were a particularly intelligent... what was that. Lamp? Lantern.

[Oh hello. Sending images to people, hm?]

But I much prefer this image. [It's fine, he's seen Nevarrans - their king is some kind of undead. So, maybe this guy is like them. Necromancy or something.]

So thank you. I think, now, it is only fair I reciprocate, no?

[... and that's how this Lantern Lighthouse Cryptid is the recipient of what has to be a NSFW Thirst Trap Photo. Of the elf in question. There's a mirror and a ... why is there a knife in your mouth, Zevran.]

1/3

[lanternae]

[Yes. But no. But yes. But also no.]

I'm honoured by your compliment, my friend. It likely took that photo because of its importance to me.

2/3

[lanternae]

[?]

3/3

[lanternae]

[(5) Flins please be normal about this.]

You have just turned a non-insignificant number of spirits around me into giggling schoolgirls.

I'm charmed.

What does the knife represent. Love kills? Perhaps it is a ritual, or...symbolism for cutting the air between two people. The possibilities are endless.

[mmmleather]

Ah... wonderful. I have wooed the spirits.

[He sounds less than thrilled.]

It - what. No, no. It does not represent a thing - it is simply sexy.

[lanternae]

[There's a soft 'Ladies please, calm down' on the other end, as if he's trying to settle them from their giggling and cooing. 'Yes, I will let him know you are most interested.']

My apologies. You have quite a few fans.

[But he sounds almost disappointed. You can practically hear his eyes closing.]

Is that so...a pity. There's no puzzle, no mystery, no whimsy. Everything is simply laid out before you. It is a fine picture, yes, but what hides beneath those waters? One will never know unless you show a little ripple.

Truly mundane.

[Bro.]

[mmmleather]

At least there are some who appreciate a good view...

[This isn't video, Zevran, stop winking at the phone.]

Sir, I do not think "ripple" is what people expect when shown an image of a shirtless man. Unless it is muscle they wish to see moving.

Perhaps it is that you prefer the female form?

[lanternae]

They don't get much excitement these days, so I appreciate you giving them that momentary reprieve.

[His eyebrows do raise at that comment though. Very well, he'll be a helpful little fae since this man so boldly tried to flirt with him. It's charming.]

No, it's not that. I have no preference between male and female.

But...how does one say this. Your photos lack refinement. You have quite nice features, but your reliance on simply removing your clothes instead of putting effort into your presentation with no meaning behind such decisions? Sloppy.

My good man, you are boiling pasta and placing it in front of everyone claiming it to be spaghetti alle vongole.

[mmmleather]

[The longest, longest of pauses.]

I have never been more insulted in my entire life. And I have been to Orlais.

[They use elves as decoration there.]

How can you say such things to my face, sir? It - it is like informing a sculptor they are crass because you cannot appreciate the artistry of a basic form!

But very well. Since you cannot appreciate what it is I can offer, I shall leave you to your necromancy.

[lanternae]

Is that all it took?

[Was that really the most insulted he'd been in his life? Even Flins has had more vulgar things thrown his way... Then again, he had quite a reputation as a nuisance, a thorn in The Black Order's side.]

Do you truly hinge everything on people finding you attractive? Do you fear that people will not like what lies underneath?

I assure you, that isn't true. If you truly feel as if the world is against you, my lighthouse is always open. It's light shines for all the people of Kaisou, whether they come from this world or beyond its borders.

[He sighs. Clearly this man is tiring of his company.]

Very well, indeed.

However, I do have one problem with what you just said.

You referred to me as a 'necromancer', and I am here to dispel that unsightly thought. I have not and shall not ever be in the business of reviving the dead from the graves. The spirits who speak to me are kind people whom I share their conversations with the citizens of Kaisou who do not have the ear for them.

That is all.

[mmmleather]

Yes, yes, trouble upon my soul and so forth. I am a flighty, terrible creature, and I am still offended.

[Now he's just pouting.]

[But oh. That's a misunderstanding there. Maybe he's irritated over being critiqued, but - this? This can be explained.]

Ah. No, no. You see, speaking with spirits is necromancy, in our world. It is... how to say this? It is a magic commonly used in the country of Nevarra - where they revere the dead. Some say, their king is but a spirit, himself.

It is their way, as debauchery and fish stew is Antivan.

[lanternae]

My most sincere apologies to your feelings. May they recover in peace.

[But now Zevran seems to be the one with the misunderstanding.]

That is quite fascinating. A word can mean two separate but related things in two different worlds.

However, I am not from this Nevarra, and my king is no spirit. [Well, maybe he is but more in the sense of 'he heckin died'.]

I am a Snow Fae. And the definition of 'necromancy' here is unearthing bodies from the soil to grotesquely reanimate them. Surely a man like you can understand why someone would not want that practice attached to them?

[mmmleather]

They never will. I am mortally wounded, you see. I will have to find an appropriate bosom in which to cry.

[Why does he keep using that line. Has it ever worked? no]

I suppose they also engage in that as well... though, from what I have heard, they prefer to keep the dead in a palace of sorts. A "necropolis".

However, yes, yes, you are no necromancer. Spirit talker, perhaps?

[lanternae]

Ah, such places are quite popular to rest one's head. Unfortunately I cannot provide such comfort.

[He is more long than wide you see.]

I do like that a lot more. Spirit talker... It has a nice ring to it.