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

[soulfully]

What Meganium here is! Ah, how unfortunate.. you don't know.. [ giving such a pitied look right now. ]

[keyless]

[ that makes sora pout before he opens his mouth wide.

take a look at those sharp chompers, riku. kind of awkward to grin when you look like the star of jaws. ]

[ruleofschool]

"Kid"—!?

... Hm. My name is Sasuke Tsubaki. And yours is?

[farakay]

Me too! But that's what investigating's for!

[ at least she's optimistic. ]

[keyless]

[ ... now, that's strange. he crouches against the supporting beam, looking straight down at pharos as he lounges. this kid isn't scared of him? but he's a kid. ... right? ]

[keybearer]

[...Okay, that's new, but it doesn't get anything more than a slight eyebrow raise.]

I've seen worse.

I'm sad I don't have his good screaming icon available currently

[whoshotsherlock]

I guess that-- ... w-wait a second how did you kn--

[NOPE. Whatever Greg was going to ask was immediately cut off by the fact that he had his hand grabbed without any sort of warning. It was in those very quick seconds that his mind actually connected a few very disturbing facts:

Her skin was definitely not covered in make up.

That was most definitely not a normal skin temperature.

And those claws were most definitely, absolutely real.

But it was the second after that, in which he realized his hand was being licked, that brought all of these facts together in to one frightening realization.

This person was not human.

Greg didn't usually scream, as his line of work put him in plenty of dangerous and startling situations that he'd grown a bit immune to surprise, but he couldn't exactly silence the yelp-like noise that came out after all that.

He jerked his hand away roughly and went stumbling back several feet, staring at Terezi with wide, terrified eyes, and the only thing he could muster verbally after that was a shrill cry of]

WHAT THE HELL?!

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[soulfully]

youre onn!!!! bring it ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

[springskies]

Of course! We gotta stick together through this!

[darkhourdear]

Pharos gets the idea well enough. He wasn't expecting it to be able to talk- most Shadows can't, after all. He follows Doll, picking up a pillow and mimicking the motion of squeezing it. Obviously, he knows what pillows are, but since this Shadow is only picking certain ones there must be something...

[greatscholar]

[ Well, first off, everything was made of pillows. Secondly, everything was made of pillows. And, in addition to everything being made of pillows, everything was made of pillows.

Admittedly though, he couldn't even remember the last time he felt something as soft and comfortable as a pillow in the last few months. But even if he had, childish curiosity and glee was going to make it a bit hard to get over this kind of spectacle. ]

W-Well, I'm having fun!

[keyless]

[ he huffs silently, before getting to his full height.

which is pitiful. riku might've grown an inch or two, but sora is still stuck in his fourteen-year-old self, tiny and boyish. ]

[blueeyedflyboy]

Have you ever seen a house made of pillows and mattresses?

_{[He's not stopped bouncing, though he has settled a little bit. Just a little bit.]}

This is. So. FUN!

[flower_in_the_ocean]

Yeah we've been around for a while. Tsubomi, Itsuki and Yuri are all on my team.

Yep, just believe in yourself!

[aww look at the cute widdle newbies!]

[darkhourdear]

Well, yes and no, Sora. Still, Pharos isn't bothered at all, still looking up at him. "My name is Pharos."

[hollowbutnotempty]

Doll looked down, not sure what to make of her prodding its tennis shoes like so -- and pulled one of the harder-poked feet back an inch. Just because it was made of plastic didn't mean that it couldn't feel things too! Silly person, what was she doing that for?

But she'd asked a question, so Doll tried to answer it the most obvious way it knew how -- it pointed to the letters printed there on its shirt in glossy white paint, "Doll", on the left side of its chest.

Of course, if she were to try feeling for it, there was enough of a texture difference that she could surely make them out, and the katakana below it which said the same thing... but Doll hadn't yet caught on that she couldn't see, and so, had no idea how to try directing her attention to it, and thus merely pointed.

[keybearer]

[Hey, at least he's not sixteen yet. Then he'd be a tree!

But, heh. At least he still acts like the same dork he remembers. That's always a plus.]

So, are you gonna stick around, or am I gonna have to get a leash?

1/2

[greatscholar]

[ ... Okay, seriously, Gohan doesn't get it. He's even trying to concentrate and see if he can make sense out of this, but he seriously can't. Unless she was a time traveler or some-- ]

Re: accurate

[on_thin_ice]

[leans against Cologne briefly]

Thanks.

[greatscholar]

--W-Wait, are you a time traveler?? Is that how you know me when I'm older?? [ A pause. It doesn't quite explain everything, but... close enough? ]

[nozomisitter]

Hmm, well... it's kind of like that. Kind of not but it's close enough to the actual concept and all. [Considering that Mayfield was a big ball of wibbly wobbly timey wimey stuff...]

Yeah, I knew you when you were older. And much taller.

1/2

[ruleofschool]

Sister? "Meister"...?

[ruleofschool]

—Ahh! Didn't I just tell you not to damage the property!? If you've been calm up until now, you should be able to tolerate it for just a little longer!

Sorry, welcome to the world of awkward cross-CR

[its_decided]

[Exploring this world and what they had was interesting, however she was wondering if she could find someone else she knew...

...and that question was answered by the sight of a grumpy girl before her!]

Ako, hi!

[Sorry, Nozomi, this isn't the Ako YOU knew]

[littlestmuse]

*FOILED.

Wait, it talks.*

No. Are you from Major Land?

*Well, since we're asking weird questions...*