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

[reno4prez]

Who the fuck would want a hundred kids? [The face he makes in response to that thought really says it all. He grins a second later, though. ] Guess at least she has good taste. I think I'm gonna pass on the breeding part, though.

[Reno takes a few more bites of his fish, staring thoughtfully off into space until something seems to hit him and he turns to regard Apollo once again.] Magic ain't so bad. I mean, it can be pretty useful, when it's not keepin' you trapped someplace you don't wanna be...

[Though really, he doesn't seem particularly upset at being here right now. Hey, at least he's not bored.]

[irritating]

You'd be surprised at some of the crazy shit people want. [ Or maybe he wouldn't, who knows. ]

[ As for the magic, she just shrugs. ] Yeah, I guess so. I just let the sorceress and the seer of the crew do all he magic crap. I'm a brute force and firearms kinda girl, you know?

[ It didn't seem like Apollo was very bothered by the whole situation either. She was just taking it all in stride, clearly keeping herself busy with more important matters such as cooking up the rest of the fish that she probably stole. ]

Reno's rod, let him show you it.

[reno4prez]

[He's finishing off his fish as she mentions brute force and firearms, and his eyes light up at her words. He tosses the stick over his shoulder, reaching down to his side to unholster his mag rod.]

If you're a brute force kinda gal, check this shit out. [He holds the rod up for her to see, hitting a switch that causes the weapon to extend to its full length.] ShinRa issue mag rod, fully customizable with upgrades that can give you up to four materia slots.

[She probably has no idea what half the stuff he just said even means, but he gleefully hits another switch regardless; the mag rod sparks to life, the soft hum of an electric current flowing through the metal rod just barely audible, with the occasional spark jumping from the rod to any nearby objects.]

I like to keep it simple, though -- just regular old Bolt magic for me, and I only use it half the time. Just to give it that extra kick, y'know? [He sighs fondly, stroking the weapon with a dreamy look in his eyes.] Ain't nothin' like her. She's my baby.

oooo la la she likes

[irritating]

[ He's right to think that she doesn't know what all those terms mean because she definitely doesn't, but one look at the rod is all she needs to make a delighted expression spark to life on her face. ]

So what, you electrocute people with that thing? [ Apollo's turned her whole body to face him now, leaning in curiously as she inspects the weapon. ] Damn, that shit's impressive. Ingenious too, can't say I've seen shit like that before. But hey, I gotta ask - how strong's the current? If I touched it would it fry my hair or my entire brain? [ She knows how to ask the important questions, clearly. And as much as the woman wanted to poke it to test it out, she had just enough sense in her not to. ]

[reno4prez]

You got it, babe! [He swishes the mag rod through the air a few times, striking a couple mock blows against an invisible target.] I like it 'cause it's got the extra shock value if I need to turn things up a notch, but it lets me get down and dirty at the same time.

[He lowers the weapon again, giving Apollo a lopsided grin; he's incredibly pleased that she's impressed. He's always looking to impress.]

The current prolly won't kill you, but it sure ain't for the weak of heart. [Hey look, he made a joke!] It'd definitely set your hair on end, though, and gettin' hit by it repeatedly would definitely give you some heart problems to deal with.

[irritating]

She's a keeper!

[ It's pretty clear that Apollo is a now a fan of the mag rod. And honestly, even after he explains the force of the electricity she still thinks about poking it to see for herself for a moment - but once again she somehow finds the will to restrain herself. ]

Can't say Betty's got a kick like that, but she's a babe at least. [ Reno showed her his, so now Apollo decides to reciprocate! From a holster that had been partially covered by the hem of her shirt she pulls out the most overly ornate percussion pistol ever. All over the gun are intricate patterns carefully crafted into the metal and hell, there are even some little jewels encrusted in the damn grip. ] Flashy, yeah? Quick little problem solver too, so I like keeping her close.

Speaking of being really slow sometimes... orz

[reno4prez]

[Never fear, Apollo; if you're anything like Reno, there are plenty of drunken nights ahead for you to make bad decisions that involve "weapons testing." Reno has definitely zapped himself with his mag rod more than a couple of times.]

Oh shiiiit, look at that! [His eyes light up at the sight of the pistol, and his first thought is definitely along the lines of Ooh, shiny! His gaze rakes over the intricate patterns and the scattering of jewels, and he can't keep from grinning.] Now that is one bedazzled baby! I definitely gotta get me one of those.

aw its okay!

[irritating]

[ Drunken nights, bad decisions and weapon testing are definitely highlights in Apollo's life. So maybe she'd get a chance to electrocute herself down the road after all! ]

Bedazzled shit is the best. [ As if to enforce her point, she tilts the weapon so that the jewels catch the light and sparkle for a moment. Oooh shiny, indeed. ] Used to have a dagger that was all gold and diamonds too, but I lost that one in the neck of a damn jaguar. Woulda taken it back if its friend hadn't knocked me off a cliff, but hey. You win some, you lose some.

Gonna try to wrap this up so's we can focus on the drinking. X3

[reno4prez]

[Bonding through bad decisions! Real friends let friends electrocute themselves.]

God damn cliffs, yo. [Reno shakes his head sympathetically; he has some experience with cliffs. And falling off of them.] Those fuckers'll get the better of you. [He has no idea what a 'jaguar' is, but he's pretty sure the same goes for one of those, too.]

Well, 'Polly, it's been great. And thanks for the grub, I mean it. [He stands up, brushing off the back of his pants.] I gotta go see if one of these taverns can gimme a room for the night before they all fill up. They give you one of these? [He pulls out his scroll-like communication device, raising his eyebrows at her.]

yeees good idea c:

[irritating]

Oooh yeah they do, lotta missing memories because of those things. [ That said, she doesn't sound particularly bothered by it. ]

Not a problem! Happy to share with people who don't got sticks shoved up their asses. [ Prompted by the question about the scroll communication thing, she too fishes the device out of a little pouch. ] Yep! Dunno why I can't just have a logbook or something though, having to press each letter to write stuff is damn tedious if you ask me.

[reno4prez]

I guess I'm used to it. [He shrugs.] This thing's actually a lot nicer than the PHS I use back home, so I ain't complainin'.

[After poking at his device for a few seconds, he nods.] Looks like we're all on the network, but I sent you a text with my digits anyway, so you can get in touch when you wanna hang. Call me whenever, yo. Don't be a stranger, now.

[irritating]

[ She had no idea what a PHS was, but she was assuming it was yet another form of communication device that was overly complex like the rest of them. ]

Will do, sugar. [ Apollo gives him an informal little salute as a goodbye gesture. ] Happy travels until then!