a welcome;

[mallowmods]

Who: Everyone and everyone!
What: Welcoming in the new members to Mallow Hallow
Where: Everywhere!
When: March 2nd.

[ Once everyone’s settled in their particular districts, no doubt thousands of questions running between each individual mind, there’s an announcement. Not over the devices, but rather in speakers all over each and every district. A familiar voice should ring out—you did, after all, hear the voice of your Queen earlier today. ]

Ahem! Can you hear me? Ah, right then.

Hello loveies! You might recall this particular visage which speaks before you—that is, I am your Queen. Call me Queenie, if you must! I’ve met you all on this particular day, and I find it important to bestow some of my boundless knowledge onto you, sweethearts.

Now! Done with formalities, let’s see where we stand… ah, yes! Might I be the first to welcome you all to Mallow Hallow, our wonderful little country. Not too big, not quite too small either! It’s just lovely, isn’t it? Oh, how all my new babies will love it here! Or—perhaps not. [ She clicks her tongue. ] Either way, it doesn't really matter. You're stuck here for the time, so do try to make the most of it, dears.

Of course, there are our sectors within Mallow Hallow. Six… [ There’s silence for a short moment. ] Yes, there are six, aren’t there..? Well, six different communities you might stem off from! Surely you remember the name from our meeting earlier? If not, I’m sure one of the regular inhabitants of each particular district will assist you in naming your new home!

Live where you’d like, eat what you’d like, do what you’d like! Our homes are now your homes, so please, consider us all a big happy family to you! Remember you can reach me or any of the other rulers of any of the districts, over at our voicemails! [ Somehow, that seems sarcastic… ]

Also, don’t cause any trouble, or I’ll personally end you. [ There it is. ]

I suppose that's all. Well then, bye now, dears! And let the word spread—Mallow Hallow is up and rising once again!

[ ooc: Quick links: Lochwell | Mallowhallow | Orlea | Astralfield | Crystalden | Highcrest | Whitewood | Network ]

Comments

[facaded]

[ She can't help but cling back to the other girl's hands. There's a voice in the back of Mami's head that says she should be trying to keep her distance, but Madoka's presence overwhelms any warning signs that may be going off. ]

Me too, me too... ah, you mean...

[ So she knew. ]

Kaname-san, I'm so sorry, I let you down... I'm so sorry.

[unsteady]

Yeah.

[No thanks to you.]

[greatestwish]

[ She let out a yelp when her body collided with the other person's, and suddenly her feet were off the ground. Unaware of the pokemon's power, she's even more confused when she's settled back, thinking that the Soul Gem must have done something on its own.

Madoka blinks rapidly at the girl, trying to formulate that three letter answer that is apparently easy to say, yet so hard right now. ]

Y... es... yes...?

[Video]

[wasp_stings]

Iron Man. Though it looks like he's the only one here right now.

b. PROJECT HOMOEROTIC

[adrenalines]

[ it would be hard not to recognize Mikoto's figure—Yata had grown so used to seeing it day in and day out, for as long as he was part of HOMRA. his role model. the guy he looked up to more than anyone else ever, ever. he's right there.

but he can't be.

and Yata knows he can't be, which makes it ache all the worse. his heart hurts, his head hurts, his everything just pulsates with pain with each rise and sink of Mikoto's chest. breathing. smoking. napping. it's normal, where normalcy had no place. it sucks.

Yata sighs, bat and skateboard falling to the floor, while squeaky gym shoes pulls him closer toward the bench. Mikoto was undoubtedly dead, but even the shortest amounts of false moments together would be fine with Yata.

he sits down next to the bench. INWARDLY SOBBING. ]

Mikoto.

[aominecchi]

[Touou's star player is staring at you. Initially, he has nothing to say, but he's obviously uh, intrigued? He and the creature were inwardly on the same page, so he wasn't exactly pissing his pants over a talking panda.

And if this happened to be real life, it'd be written off as a mechanical piece.]

What do you mean "too"..? There's pillows everywhere.

(text)

[delicaxe]

heyiwa sntto far off

highcrest
that was aquestion too
ithink i mightbe there is thatwhere thecastle is>>?

[ensconces]

[Well, that lady isn't any help! Talking like that! That barely tells him anything. Or maybe he has chosen to disregard any sort of idea of having things explained to him. All he knows is that this home is kind of cruddy. No one has offered him any food, yet. And that is why he is currently trying to climb up a tree. You know, because stuff that you pick yourself is for free. Only, it is more like he is simply hanging off the lowest branch and not achieving anything in the process.]

[unsteady]

[He opens one eye, revealing that he is, in fact, mostly conscious. He's good at dozing and still paying attention.]

Hn...?

[gurl he was gettin some beauty rest]

[delicaxe]

heyim notmaking a fool ofmyshell!!!
am i
ugh i hopechro m doesnt see this

whoami talking to anyway

[Text]

[threateningflour]

I take it you're familiar with SHIELD.

Open!

[whoshotsherlock]

[A single gunshot had rung out through the empty, darkened Las Vegas park. Greg only vaguely remembered screaming out Morgan's name before turning and bolting in the direction he had heard it come from, two cops following closely behind.

After that though... he couldn't remember much. It had been like stepping through a doorway that hadn't been there before - one minute pounding the damp dirt trying to find where his friend and coworker was, the next in some strange land with a self-proclaimed Queen gibbering at him over a device that looked like a cell phone, but didn't work quite like the ones he was used to.

It was more than a little upsetting (and irritating, the way she was being so damn cheerful), especially since he was left worrying about Morgan. Who had fired? There had only been one... but one could mean so many things, and a mind trained to puzzle over every possibility in a crime scene was also really damn good at imagining every worst case scenario possible. In very gory, vivid detail at that.

He scowled at the phone silently. He needed to find a way back, to make sure Morgan was okay, but the woman talking had made it pretty damn clear that wasn't going to be an option. At least not currently.

But what the hell else was he supposed to do?

A sigh made the scowl turn in to something closer to an uncomfortable frown, and he tucked it away in his pocket and started walking. He didn't know where he was going, but it wasn't like he was going to accomplish anything by just standing around.]

[stoicity]

[ Slowly, yet spontaneously emerging from a pile of innocuous pillows. . . And like a crouching tiger, he bursts out last minute! Except, not really -- it's only about a hundredth as dramatic as that, and that's only if we were being generous.

This is Tetsu we were talking about here, after all. ]

How many times does that make it now, Aomine-kun? [ Never mind that he wouldn't be able to even go here anyway. . . ]

[facaded]

[ Mami reached her own hand out to touch Sayaka's. She wasn't quite sure what they were doing, but maybe this would help reassure her, somehow. Even though she shouldn't be relying on her kouhai for this of all people... ]

[garwin]

[Well, he's nicely dressed at least-all dressed up and nowhere to go. He was just at a school dance, he swore, with Tyler, worrying about Caleb and Pogue and everything, and now he wasn't. That was how you made a grumpy blond, and Reid certainly was grumpy. Taking him away from his friends and sticking him in an unfamiliar place tends to have that affect on him. Who would've thought.

So, while poking around in his new phone and in general being grumpy and muttering to himself under his breath about queens and phones and other things generally along the lines of what the fuck is going on, Reid was making his way through the streets, looking for familiar faces if they were here. He hoped they were here, at least.]

(text)

[teabear]

Indeed

There is a castle here

It appears to be manned by knights

Is that where you are



Question

[artemyura]

[ Whoa, here's another she knows— this was starting to become weird, wasn't it? ]

Didn't you hear our new Queen, Princess? [ She's awfully pleased about being stuck here, huh. ] We're stuck here! .. Maybe forever!

( video. )

[aominecchi]

Kise...






What the hell are you doing.
[Here in my glorious dream that is, with sparkles and fairies. It was going so well.]

[leashed_hunter]

Patron of the arts....

Her little bow had him raising a brow but he kept any comments he might have had to himself.

"Are you from this place?"

[bamboozler]

[Ah, it's a scary looking human, but that's okay. Panda looks at him, then points at another big pile of pillows. To an almost-expert sleeper like him, the piles are the most exciting part...!]

See how the piles keep getting bigger...? Isn't that great? I can sleep wherever I want now!

[coalforbreakfast]

[Consider the subjects on Dragon's dropped.]

Crystalden? That sounds kind of cool. Mine's kinda like home. Just plain old modern.

[everupward]

[An enormous, pointed hat and medieval-looking garb are probably not a common sight among the technologically-advanced civilization of Crystalden, but here one man is, looking extremely out of place and possibly walking into the middle of the road in his effort to take in every little detail about the area. There's no doubt he's not native to this place, but for the moment, feels of confusion and distress have taken a backseat to his obvious fascination with the area.

Honestly, he couldn't be happier.]

Fascinating! Such advancements in the realms of science were previously unheard of! I am certain Mother would be pleased with these new developments.

I must document my exploits at once.

[Speaking of which, as of now he doesn't particularly have anything of the sort of write all his thoughts down, nor any idea of where to get one. But being of a fairly sociable sort, he has no qualms with tapping the shoulder of the nearest individual for assistance.]

Excuse me, might you know where I could obtain a quill and parchment? It is vital I record my findings for future purposes.

[...And sometime later, after he's had enough time to get his excitement out, he somehow manages to send this out on his phone:]

hellocansomeoneseethis/wouldsomeoneexplainthisplease/iamnotcertainhowtomakethewordsstoprunningtogether.amiusingthiscorrectly/hello/

[wasp_stings]

Okay!

[She gives him a nod as she shuts off the device for the last leg of her flight through the city.

She makes a beeline for the largest tower and soon, she's landing in front of Tony and going back to her full size. She looks around the place and gives a small whistle.]

Wow, this is a really nice district. But it's pretty imposing from down here.

[Her eyes trail up at all the skyscrapers surrounding them.]

[invocation]

Yeah. Who else would it be?

[It's gruff, as always, but she reaches out to grip Madoka's shoulder, holding her steady.] Don't fall over. Are you...

[A pause. How to ask this...] Did that girl get you out of the barrier?

[Are you alive, is the unsaid thing, here. She doesn't know how to apologize, but she wants to be sure Madoka is alright.]

[soulfully]

Oh good! I was worried I might have hurt you! But you look fine, and you said you're fine, so you must be fine! [ eloquent at it's best.

Espeon, however, ventures a little closer with a curious sound and a wave of her forked tail. her gaze is focused on the soul gem though because yo what is that.

Lyra doesn't notice it at all. ] I'm Lyra! This is Espeon, lucky for us she caught us before we fell, huh?