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[At dawn on February 26th, there is an unexpected arrival in the City:
The storms cease, the waters are cleared, the sun rises, the battles are stopped for the moment, and from the heavens descend a host of figures robed in black (but glowing luminously), an entourage of sphinxes...
And a harpy, a cat, and a dog.
The Animal Trinity has returned to the City to restore such order as should be found in the City. And they have knowledge that needs must be shared with all those in the City. Hear them. Above all else, the City must be preserved and they will set to such preservations. Hear them.
They communicate in their own way, a broadcast sent across the Network and around the City. Hear them. The Dog speaks (perhaps he is known to some of you):]
GreeTINgs and THundErouS SaLUtationS unto YoU, CiTy! YOur splenDoRs dO noT ceaSe nOr do thEy faDe!
We COme nOw at THIs tIme and IN thIs PLace FOr thE sALVAtion anD weLL-bEing Of tHe CIty! FoR tHEre aRE at thIs tiME aNd iN thiS plAce thOse whO arE in tHe CItY buT noT oF it anD thoSE whO arE oF thE CITy buT do NoT knOw it.
WE SPeaK! BeHOlD thE CITY! WE SPEAK OF THE CITY!
There are those who are in the City but not of the City, and those who are of the City but do not know the City.
We ask this of you: What is a city with no people? It is empty, it is barren, it is hollow. A city with no people is a ruin. It is devoid of life. It is, at best, a shell left waiting. A city with no people is dead.
So too here, with the City.
The City has always been, will always be. In its beginning, without form and seeking, that which would become the City took on such shapes as now you see before you. It took on such a form to sustain itself and to draw in that which, in such a form, could give it life. In time, so did you all find yourselves in the City, whether by birth or having been drawn in by the City itself. A city with no people is dead. The City lives and breathes for you are in it.
The City draws you in because it longs for life and because it is curious.
You must consider the City like a child who is only beginning to learn. It draws in those whom it chooses from the vast and scattered array of universes in the hopes that this will be a right and good and joyful thing for it. The curses and trials that the City brings down upon those who live here, those who keep the City itself alive, are like a child learning the shape of its world and the names of things. It is curious. It seeks to understand. And it draws out of those whom it has drawn here and the objects it has gathered here to explore. To rage at those called Deities is useless, to rage at the City is cruel. It is learning and it is only beginning to learn. After ten thousand more years, it will have learned more and there will still be more to learn. For the universes are vast and limitless.
But of late there have been battles not for the City but for those who live within the City.
To say "the City" and "the City" are to mean two different things and yet the word is the same and the meanings are intertwined. One is the streets and the buildings and the lampposts and the Carousel and the Clock. The other is the people who walk those streets and live in those buildings and stand under those lampposts and look upon the Carousel and wonder at the Clock. If the City were devoid of the City, there would be nothing. There would only be ruin and death. Or there would be a group of wanderers with no place to call their own. The one is with the other and they cannot be separated. The City is the City and the City is the City.
These battles for those who live within the City, for their hearts and minds and freedom, ignore the whole of the City. It weakens and is weary. We see this well.
We seek to preserve the whole of the City, to keep it well, to keep the Clock, which is the heart of the City, ticking.
Therefore, we, as first caretakers of this place, have returned. We will see to the City's care again. For it, as much as anything, requires care as does anyone who lives in this place. As such and furthermore:
Those called the Deities will see to the well-being of those in this place, that they have such as they need and are well.
Lastly, we see that the long separations and swift departures that the City brings upon those whom it calls to it are painful. It draws you out of your worlds and even out of death, and sets you in a strange place and there is no escape. You seek to build a life in the way that the City itself came into being. But all of these things are transient, and you know this. And the pain of separation or of departure is real. We see this very well. Remember that the City is like a child and knows not the cruelty it does to those it brings here.
For you, there are other worlds than the City. And we shall set them before you and you may choose where you go hereafter. In so doing, we cannot let any of you stay here in the City. If you came here from another world beyond the City, you must depart also for that world or another world. You cannot stay here.
But there are those for whom the City is the only world they know. It is their world. It is their home. A City with no people is dead. Those who have lived here the whole of their lives, those who were born in the City, those Citizens may stay. And in so staying protect and preserve the whole of the City. The City will live with them and they with the City.
The City lives so long as it has life within it. The Clock ticks as the City lives. The Carousel spins as the City lives. The City lives because the Clock ticks and the Carousel spins. All that is within the City is of the City and all that is of the City gives it life.
Therefore, we return to the City to protect and preserve it.
THESE ARE OUR DECLARATIONS. WE SHALL OPEN PASSAGES FOR ALL THOSE NOT BORN OF THE CITY TO LEAVE. AND LEAVE YOU MUST. WHERE YOU GO HEREAFTER IS FOR YOU TO CHOOSE. BUT YOU cANNoT STay iN thE CitY aFTeR THRee DaYs hENce. SeEK foR youRSElves SUch wORLds as YOu chOOSE anD trAVEl weLL. We GRAnt yOU sAFe pASSage.
We STaY fOr ThE CIty aND aLl ThOSe boRN of It. wE stAy foR thE CiTY.
ANd wE DesIRE LEmoN CaKEs!!!
[As this communication ends, the host of hooded figures raise their arms and 144 doorways appear in a ring around Misery Square. Glimpses of other times, places, and worlds can be seen through the doors. These are the ways back to all worlds. The views change and shift. The doorways understand the will of those who pass through them and will send them where they please. Anyone can go anywhere. This is one's own choice.
The old Deity office building, ruined during the first battle between the Deities and the Anonymous Movement when the Deities were sent out of the City, is transformed into a kind of ersatz temple. Ruined concrete and shattered glass take on new shapes, almost like a temple of ancient times on Earth. The Animal Trinity will sit here in judgment and rule and will hear trades and requests of those who will remain in the City. They will be guarded by sphinxes. They enter their temple and the City begins to mend. Even the Barriers are restored again--to protect the City, not to trap those in it.
The Carousel begins to turn at its normal speed, though the Clock still ticks slowly--perhaps more slowly than ever. ]
[ooc: So here, then, is They Who Have Returned: the Animal Trinity, made up of Adrastus the dog, and the Cat, and the representative Harpy, have returned to the City to guard and oversee it. For more OOC information on this event, please see this post! A log for departures will be posted intampered tomorrow, 2/27]
The storms cease, the waters are cleared, the sun rises, the battles are stopped for the moment, and from the heavens descend a host of figures robed in black (but glowing luminously), an entourage of sphinxes...
And a harpy, a cat, and a dog.
The Animal Trinity has returned to the City to restore such order as should be found in the City. And they have knowledge that needs must be shared with all those in the City. Hear them. Above all else, the City must be preserved and they will set to such preservations. Hear them.
They communicate in their own way, a broadcast sent across the Network and around the City. Hear them. The Dog speaks (perhaps he is known to some of you):]
GreeTINgs and THundErouS SaLUtationS unto YoU, CiTy! YOur splenDoRs dO noT ceaSe nOr do thEy faDe!
We COme nOw at THIs tIme and IN thIs PLace FOr thE sALVAtion anD weLL-bEing Of tHe CIty! FoR tHEre aRE at thIs tiME aNd iN thiS plAce thOse whO arE in tHe CItY buT noT oF it anD thoSE whO arE oF thE CITy buT do NoT knOw it.
WE SPeaK! BeHOlD thE CITY! WE SPEAK OF THE CITY!
There are those who are in the City but not of the City, and those who are of the City but do not know the City.
We ask this of you: What is a city with no people? It is empty, it is barren, it is hollow. A city with no people is a ruin. It is devoid of life. It is, at best, a shell left waiting. A city with no people is dead.
So too here, with the City.
The City has always been, will always be. In its beginning, without form and seeking, that which would become the City took on such shapes as now you see before you. It took on such a form to sustain itself and to draw in that which, in such a form, could give it life. In time, so did you all find yourselves in the City, whether by birth or having been drawn in by the City itself. A city with no people is dead. The City lives and breathes for you are in it.
The City draws you in because it longs for life and because it is curious.
You must consider the City like a child who is only beginning to learn. It draws in those whom it chooses from the vast and scattered array of universes in the hopes that this will be a right and good and joyful thing for it. The curses and trials that the City brings down upon those who live here, those who keep the City itself alive, are like a child learning the shape of its world and the names of things. It is curious. It seeks to understand. And it draws out of those whom it has drawn here and the objects it has gathered here to explore. To rage at those called Deities is useless, to rage at the City is cruel. It is learning and it is only beginning to learn. After ten thousand more years, it will have learned more and there will still be more to learn. For the universes are vast and limitless.
But of late there have been battles not for the City but for those who live within the City.
To say "the City" and "the City" are to mean two different things and yet the word is the same and the meanings are intertwined. One is the streets and the buildings and the lampposts and the Carousel and the Clock. The other is the people who walk those streets and live in those buildings and stand under those lampposts and look upon the Carousel and wonder at the Clock. If the City were devoid of the City, there would be nothing. There would only be ruin and death. Or there would be a group of wanderers with no place to call their own. The one is with the other and they cannot be separated. The City is the City and the City is the City.
These battles for those who live within the City, for their hearts and minds and freedom, ignore the whole of the City. It weakens and is weary. We see this well.
We seek to preserve the whole of the City, to keep it well, to keep the Clock, which is the heart of the City, ticking.
Therefore, we, as first caretakers of this place, have returned. We will see to the City's care again. For it, as much as anything, requires care as does anyone who lives in this place. As such and furthermore:
Those called the Deities will see to the well-being of those in this place, that they have such as they need and are well.
Lastly, we see that the long separations and swift departures that the City brings upon those whom it calls to it are painful. It draws you out of your worlds and even out of death, and sets you in a strange place and there is no escape. You seek to build a life in the way that the City itself came into being. But all of these things are transient, and you know this. And the pain of separation or of departure is real. We see this very well. Remember that the City is like a child and knows not the cruelty it does to those it brings here.
For you, there are other worlds than the City. And we shall set them before you and you may choose where you go hereafter. In so doing, we cannot let any of you stay here in the City. If you came here from another world beyond the City, you must depart also for that world or another world. You cannot stay here.
But there are those for whom the City is the only world they know. It is their world. It is their home. A City with no people is dead. Those who have lived here the whole of their lives, those who were born in the City, those Citizens may stay. And in so staying protect and preserve the whole of the City. The City will live with them and they with the City.
The City lives so long as it has life within it. The Clock ticks as the City lives. The Carousel spins as the City lives. The City lives because the Clock ticks and the Carousel spins. All that is within the City is of the City and all that is of the City gives it life.
Therefore, we return to the City to protect and preserve it.
THESE ARE OUR DECLARATIONS. WE SHALL OPEN PASSAGES FOR ALL THOSE NOT BORN OF THE CITY TO LEAVE. AND LEAVE YOU MUST. WHERE YOU GO HEREAFTER IS FOR YOU TO CHOOSE. BUT YOU cANNoT STay iN thE CitY aFTeR THRee DaYs hENce. SeEK foR youRSElves SUch wORLds as YOu chOOSE anD trAVEl weLL. We GRAnt yOU sAFe pASSage.
We STaY fOr ThE CIty aND aLl ThOSe boRN of It. wE stAy foR thE CiTY.
ANd wE DesIRE LEmoN CaKEs!!!
[As this communication ends, the host of hooded figures raise their arms and 144 doorways appear in a ring around Misery Square. Glimpses of other times, places, and worlds can be seen through the doors. These are the ways back to all worlds. The views change and shift. The doorways understand the will of those who pass through them and will send them where they please. Anyone can go anywhere. This is one's own choice.
The old Deity office building, ruined during the first battle between the Deities and the Anonymous Movement when the Deities were sent out of the City, is transformed into a kind of ersatz temple. Ruined concrete and shattered glass take on new shapes, almost like a temple of ancient times on Earth. The Animal Trinity will sit here in judgment and rule and will hear trades and requests of those who will remain in the City. They will be guarded by sphinxes. They enter their temple and the City begins to mend. Even the Barriers are restored again--to protect the City, not to trap those in it.
The Carousel begins to turn at its normal speed, though the Clock still ticks slowly--perhaps more slowly than ever. ]
[ooc: So here, then, is They Who Have Returned: the Animal Trinity, made up of Adrastus the dog, and the Cat, and the representative Harpy, have returned to the City to guard and oversee it. For more OOC information on this event, please see this post! A log for departures will be posted in
tampered tomorrow, 2/27]
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Do we get to keep our memories?
I'm so sorry for the questions. You don't have to answer if you're busy. I mean, I'm sure everyone really appreciates what you're doing with the battle-stopping and all.
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dO YOu hAVe CakE?!?!
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Yeah, of course. I have two cooling so I can frost them. Is there... uh, do you want me to deliver them somewhere?
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hOORay cAKe!! tO thE TEmPLe!! wheRE i AM!!