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backdated: audio / @claptrap

[The recorded voice in this post is unfailingly cheerful and upbeat, with a mildly synthesized overtone. It's so unmistakeable that those of you who have been around for awhile will likely recognize it as belonging to the yellow, box-shaped robot that is often seen getting in the way around camp and annoying everyone.

Those of you who are new? Well, you're about to find out exactly why he annoys everyone.]

Hellooooo, Hatchlings!

Everyone enjoying the power outage? I'm sure not! If my battery runs out and I don't have a way to recharge it, I will literally die! Maybe you should feel more grateful that you only have to deal with bumping into things and, I don't know, being cold? I imagine that's uncomfortable, but not as much as death.

Anyway!

I have it on good authority that the power will come back in forty-eight hours! Don't ask me how I know, just trust me! I am worthy of trust. This will prove to you that I'm worthy of trust!

So just, uh... hang tight? And don't freeze to death. Or starve? I have no idea how long you all can go without eating. Do you even need power to eat? What about "health food"? Isn't that normally just plants?

Okay, so! My advice is: don't freeze to death, stand still so you don't blindly bump into something and get a terrible injury (because no one can perform medical intervention in the dark), and if you're hungry, go eat some plants!

[The recording stops for a second, and then picks back up like he forgot to mention something.]

Oh, and: it's not very neighborly to give someone the wrong date and time for an important expedition. Not that I'm upset! [He still sounds cheerful? But in a maniacal way.] This is just a hypothetical situation that didn't happen to anyone!

Really.

text | un: robert.plant

So we're all just gonna ignore the whole 'getting pooped out by a dragon' thing?

whoever owns the giant chicken with the bow tie, I'm gonna deep-fry that bitch

3 minutes is not long enough to shower off egg membrane, that's freaking disgusting okay
just flat-out unhygienic, period
gross

the first time I hear somebody jerking off in a hammock I'm gonna set it on fire

this place sucks balls

as you were.

i. un. vidar / video

[ there's two rather serious-looking men on the camera. one of them is decidedly frowning a bit as he watches on from the back, not really familiar with the technology but curious about it; his companion, vidar, front and centre, certainly looks a lot more at home in front of a camera as if he'd done this a million times. once the feed starts, anyone who knows him will be amused to see him switch into a more genial, for-the-camera persona that seems worn with ease.

anyway, not much of an introduction needed. ]

I'm Vidar.

We've retrieved a seed vault from the Adamant. According to its manifest, and verified by Agriculture, it has several staples in it such as potatoes, onions, carrots, and beets.

There's enough metal supplies lying around to help with the construction of a garden for it, but if anyone wants to help add a roof contraption of some sort to protect it from the acid rain, feel free to let us know. Zhongli - [ gesturing to his companion here ] - is going to attempt to cultivate the ground to ease with growth and help with the plants' success.

Helping out with the upkeep of the garden is also welcome - I don't exactly have a green thumb. [ a wry smile. ]

Questions or concerns to me. Zhongli is here as well to assist. Keep in mind we're not staff - just a pilot who misses real food, and someone with .... earth-related magic abilities. [ doing the best they can!!!! ]

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soldier: 76

username: ens_porter [video]

[The young man is looking... understandably nervous as he faces the camera. He makes an effort to smooth his hair down and then flashes a winning (?!) smile. Is that a piece of broccoli in his teeth? Crap! He scrubs the cuff of his shirt against it and then coughs to cover the embarrassment, before diving into his totally-not-rehearsed-like-sixty-times speech.]

So.

Uh.

Hello. Hi. I-is this thing on? Joking, I'm kidding, I know it's on. Annnnd that's the punchline ruined, great, I'm amazing at this.

D-disastrous introductions aside, I'm Ashley. You may remember me from such greatest hits as 'that guy who tripped into the Chrysalis and brought us all here somehow' and, uh, 'that nervous dude who handed me a towel in the shower once' and you would be right, uh, that is, correct on both counts. I'm really sorry, by the way. For the... you know, the... thing. The first thing. Not the towels. Towels are great. I love towels.

Captain Childe asked me like a month ago to do some work with, uh, getting everyone in and settled and doing what we can to make you guys comfortable as much as we can actually help with. We know that you guys don't want to be here any more than we do. Ethyraia! Not exactly a fun time at Grandma's, right? Right.

Anyway, if you have any questions, or... you know, anything, or you just want to chat, come say hi. Introduce yourself? I know I'm kind of setting myself up to be the basecamp whipping boy over here but please don't yell at me I don't do well with that kind of attention.

Or you could just... I don't know, tell me something about yourself? We're still figuring each other out, right? Iiiiiiiiiii am a Scorpio, and I'm afraid of cats. N-not big cats. Lions are fine? I mean... like, normal housecats. So there you go, that's the fun fact of the week.

[ooc note: Tags on this post will be boomeranged when possible over the next 4-5 days, but no tags will be done after August 1st.]

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lance sweets

text | un: lance

Hi everyone. I haven't met that many of you since I've been mostly busy with the aid station, but I'm Lance.

I've done this whole 'waking up in another world' thing a few times now and in every one, there's been an issue of information getting lost. The more scattered our knowledge and experience is, the more difficult things are for everyone involved, and that includes the Adamant survivors who are kind of along for the ride in terms of whatever weirdness is surrounding us being here. So the more we know, the better for all of us.

It'd be helpful if we had access to the crew's information, but since we don't our best option is to collaborate and share what we do know with each other. Being as aware as we can of the situation will help us coordinate any future plans, and if we happen to find out something that the crew doesn't know themselves, record-keeping will help them too since they can access this network.

So far, I'm aware of public discussions about sharing things learned in conversations with the Thessyx, doing a headcount, and mapping the Adamant. We should probably also compile what we know about the animals and plants we've dealt with, things learned during scouting or exploration trips, and anything else we can think of that might be helpful.

However, I know from experience that keeping track of all this information can be kind of a big job, so if anyone is interested in handling organizing a portion of it, please feel free to say so. We'll just want to be sure that all the records are public and easily found by anyone looking for them.

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text; un: s.wilson

so anyone else made trips to the adamant yet?

I was unable to hook my drone Redwing up to the ship to get a grab of the map on the adamant's systems, but I was able to have the sweet lil' thing develop a schematic from the entrypoint to the medical wing, along the route barnes and I took.

happy to share that with the class, to make anyone's supply trips to medical easier, but it got me thinking: if we pool a couple resources, old fashioned and technologically advanced, maybe we can compile a map together, bit by bit, exploration for exploration. should make future excursions into the adamant easier, and we could keep it up to date with structural damages, repairs, notes on what we find...

thoughts, ideas, input, life hacks, fun facts, deep secrets, motivational quotes or anything else y'all wanna share?

[ feel free to coordinate excursions, threadjack, let loose, have fun. ]

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text ↪ un: romanoff

Anyone good with computers? I could use some help with my homework.

（ what follows is a string of programming code that, when broken down, doesn't actually do anything, but does spell out 'net neutrality, eat your heart out'. she's hilarious, thanks. ）

（ ooc note: natasha received mod-clearance to work on a private network for the pcs! if your character has any sort of savvy about such things, please reach out so we can collab! ）

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video @nina

[ You can make VIDEOS ON THIS THING.

Now that Nina knows this, no one is safe. Well, okay, not true, because she's still got to get the hang of it. You, the viewer, are once again treated to a vision of... the Aid Station wall.

Nina: "Where's the camera again?"
John, her long-suffering patient who isn't suffering as much as he is laughing at her: "On the corner, there."
Nina: "But that means I have to hold my wrist like--" Abruptly, the picture changes and now Nina's squarely in view, "--oh yes, you're right. That's a better idea."
John: "...so are you gonna say something or?"
Nina: "Oh Saints, is it recording already? Blast--"

Bright smile is go! ]

Hello, everyone! If we haven't met yet, I'm Nina Zenik.

There are so many of us here from so many different places. It’s hard to believe it’s been nearly two months, and now more of us are coming. I’m not used to making announcements like this [ some noise from beside her, Nina looks toward John and corrects: ] -- or, posts? Apparently they’re called posts. -- but even some the Adament crew I’ve spoken to are interested in my questions, so they’ve assured me they don’t mind if I - post - with this.

So tell us - what’s it like where you’re from? What are the legends that are most popular? What are the courtship practices? [ She’s absolutely not crafting this whole post because she’s searching for ideas on this, nope. ] Are you one of those of us have been fighting a war -- excuse the question if it’s rude, there just do seem to be a lot of us. I’d ask you to talk about your favorite foods instead, but that might be more depressing than helpful. Oh - here’s one: If you’re from an Earth, how do you know it’s a different Earth than all the other Earths? And if not, does your planet have a name or is mine the only one that doesn't?

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ian fowler

video ↪ un: crowe (cw for mention of policework/real world current events)

（ the image opens on sam, obviously pretty comfortable with being on camera. zoom calls will do that to a guy, even the one who'd prefer by far to be an absolute luddite. ）

Whoever got to bring their Jaeger, text it, I'm mad jealous. Do you do ride-alongs?

（ the gundam. he's talking about the gundam.

of course, he wouldn't have wanted his car here — poor old blue isn't built for offroading, and it's not like this place has a gas station just around the bend. ）

I'm new. Trying to get the lay of the land. Was wondering if anyone's done a headcount yet? The better we're looking after each other, the less likely anyone will slip through the cracks. Somebody goes off and falls down a well, no Lassie to warn us, could be a bad time. This goes double for anyone who doesn't know how to use the comm devices.

I understand not everyone's going to be on board with announcing themselves or handing over their name — that's fine. I don't need anyone to tell their life story or even their real name, just basic identifiers so we have a rough idea of how many people should be here. You also don't have to tell me, but — if there's someone here you think you can trust, let them know if you're going out on your own. Call it a personal favor.

（ sam's spent years working with at-risk kids, he knows how to gentle himself. his tone is mild, his body language is open. not a threat. ）

Name's Sam. I'm from Earth, for the familiar, year 2021. I'm a detective with the Chicago PD, which I know isn't going to make me the most popular guy around — ACAB, trust me when I say I get it. I also served with the 75^th Ranger Regiment, 2002-2009. I know a thing or two about a thing or two, but alien planets are a little out of my wheelhouse.

（ a bit of a crooked smile. magic and the like? werewolves? vampires? sure. all that, he can handle (which he wouldn't announce anyway) but the rest? yeah. ）

That said, if anyone needs a second pair of eyes on patrol or someone who can lift heavy shit and doesn't care if I bitch about old football injuries, I'm your man. Peace.

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🦇 001 🦇

Good evening. I am Dr. Jonathan Reid, of London, England. I arrived here as I imagine many of you did, through those ghastly eggs.

Should you need a field surgeon or a physician's services, I offer both freely. You may find me in the infirmary or reach me through these devices. I regret that I have no resume or other prior reference to offer, only that I served in the War, and I'm accustomed to making do with very little.

Thank you for your time.

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backdated: txt | @weirdshit (Closed Meeting)

Greetings,

You might remember that there was a meeting with the thessyx a few days back. Captain Childe wanted to speak to their representatives, and you don't need me to tell you how important actually making friends with the original inhabitants of this place are, I'm sure.

I won't bore you with the little details - Balthier will just have to tell you himself whether or not he arm wrestled one of the thessyx - but let me tell you about the main points as I heard them from where I was.

[From where he was sitting at the actual table. Obviously implying he snuck in and therefore was not in this conversation is much more fun and importance-free.]

We got answers to some questions - the thessyx aren't shy about any of this, but if you're the shy sort, don't worry, I've got you.

First, as we all know, the shell was full of gifts for the "Children of the Leviathan". That seems to be us.

We, the Children of Leviathan, are the reason they finally came here. Their monarch sensed the psychic impression of the Children of the Leviathan hatching, and since the Children of the Leviathan are the chosen ones of the dragon, and they worship that dragon, they wanted to see us, the Children of the Leviathan, firsthand.

[The dramatic way he's saying Children of the Leviathan is not being expressed in voice-to-text, but it's fine. Repetition will have to do the work.]

Captain Childe wants to negotiate an alliance with the thessyx, and she's willing to let them have access to the basecamp to get it, with some restrictions. For example, no weapons.
But, it seems a lot like the thessyx's main interest with the basecamp isn't the crew, it's us. It'll be worth keeping that in mind in future, but right now, it means Her Captainship is offering to show the thessyx the set-up here, and it might mean they'll help us in return.

Balthier - human, voice like a thunderstorm seducing you, maybe you know him - mostly spoke for the hatchlings during the meeting. Don't worry, he was the perfect gentleman - and mostly steered the conversation back to Captain Childe to do the talking.
I think even without standing on a table and making an inspiring speech, sword held high in the air as a non-existence breeze ripples his shirt-sleeves as I know in my heart he's capable of, Balthier got us some goodwill with the woman in charge around here.

There wasn't exactly time for a Q&A back there, but if the thessyx told you something that's worth sharing, let us all know. If we can gather everything we have about them in one place, it'll help. I've got a few extras of my own as well.

[He has already hit Post before realising that Balthier's voice very definitely reminds him of a close friend...and if he ever told Fenris his voice sounded like a seductive thunderstorm, the broody elf would murder him.]

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text; un: johnb (critters)

[ Honestly, thank god for this thing's text function. ]

Hey everyone, this is John.

Ever since that new sinkhole opened yesterday, the number of those weird alien dinosaur moles that come from them has been growing.

I don't know about the rest of you, but I don't love the idea of killing them all just because they're in the way. I know they can't stay here, but there has to be somewhere else we can take them. I'm open to suggestions. I just think we should talk about it.

If any of you agree with me, can we maybe get a team together and try to corral them or something? I know Rémi wants to put them down, but I'd like to at least present an alternative.

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text ↪ un: steve.rogers, dated before the closed door meeting

Everyone's already got their hands full so I'll cut to the chase:

There's room at the table for us at the upcoming meeting between Capt. Childe and the Thessyx representatives. Don't know how many seats or what's going to be discussed, but if you want to be the one representing us, or otherwise got any strong feelings on the matter

Now's the time to speak up.

( ooc: the mods said they'll be RNGing to pick from candidates for the closed door meeting! but if you've put your character forward OOCly already feel free to use this post to make their case ICly, groupchat amongst each other, etc! )

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text ↪ a. price

Hey, I don't want to make too many assumptions, but I imagine a lot of people here haven't slept in hammocks before. If you're not used to them, they can be pretty uncomfortable, so here are some tips I've picked up while camping that've kept me from too many sleepless nights in the woods:

- Sit down when you get in instead of trying to climb in horizontally. This will make it easier to avoid tipping.

- Lay diagonally so that your knees don't hyperextend while you're on your back. After that you can shift up or down to where you're most comfortable, and should even be able to lay on your side.

- Not so useful right now, but if you're losing heat, add a layer of blanketing under the hammock with a few inches of slack hanging. You lose a lot more heat in a hammock than you do on a mattress due to the air flow, and this way you'll catch some of your own body heat to insulate yourself better.

- Try hanging the food end a little higher if you find yourself slipping.

- A pillow under your knees might help more than under your head if you're sleeping on your back.

I was going to offer to teach some kind of formal camping/survival course, but schedules here can change quickly and I'm a pretty terrible public speaker.
Instead, I'm just going to make an open-ended offer to just be willing to teach anyone what I can as you need it. If you weren't raised to live in the woods for weeks on end to hide from the secret genocidal organization your ancestors defected from, or you just weren't in any Scouting programs as a kid, let me know what I can help you with and I'll do my best.

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text ↪ un: weaverville

Hey so

I've been screwing around with the network connecting the communications devices a little. I know there's no Spotify here, no internet, not a lot of music, which sucks. My MP3 player came here with me, so I figured maybe some people might like to have at least a few options. It might not necessarily be to everyone's taste, but it's better than nothing (probably).

I've uploaded the contents to the database, you should be able to access it or send/receive songs at any time.

Turns out they already had some music on there too, so you can poke around theirs and see if you find something you like more. I haven't gotten to go through it all, but at least some of it looks like 21st century Earth stuff.

Sidenote: you're welcome to criticize the contents of my MP3 player, just know that I've never felt shame in my life & I can and will sing all of these karaoke style to your face. IDK if you really want to live through that experience.

( feel free to threadjack as you like )

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text ↪ un: dostoevsky

Can we all take a moment to admire the fact that 2801 technology still supports emoji functionality? 🤩 👍 🕷 💁 🩰 💫 🍆 🧊 💅 👁‍🗨 🎯 🤡 🔋 🐈 💲 🧙‍♀️ 🐦💋 🐜 👽 🕶 ⚡ 🕵🏻‍♀️ 💦 💦 💦

It seems like they're pretty set on calling us 'Hatchlings', so... hello, fellow Hatchlings, I'd like to play a game.

Two truths and a lie. I'll start.

① Starbucks makes the best lattes.
② I've never watched All Dogs Go To Heaven all the way through.
③ My birthdate is May 21st. What year? Every year. 😉😉😉 But my party in 2018 was 🔥🔥🔥.