Well fair City, I hope yesterday wasn't too troubling. I'm afraid I had to lock myself away for a time but that can hardly be too surprising.

I am afraid that I am quite busy today so this message will be kept short. Before I go though, I would like to ask you all how you are faring. I am eager to hear back from you.

[The newest of the ginger companions is lounging on his bed in the welcome centre. He still has his school uniform on. He's rather inclined not to take it off, after all. It looks like it may be an accidental post until he turns his icey-blue eyes on the camera.]

You know, I believe I dislike this place's timing. I spent years trying to get out of that dreadful school on Earth, and the minute I turn up in this 'City' it tries to send me right back. Very hilarious. My side are positively splitting.

[He finally decides to sit up, throwing his spindly legs over the side of the bed.]


I have been informed that if I want to move out of this 'welcome centre' place, I need to find a job first. I've had quite enough of shared accommodation, thank you. Normally I'd say I'm well shot of jobs as well, but it seems the lesser of two evils.

So. Who's hiring?

[It's audio for a reason. She sounds annoyed and there are sounds of things being picked up and set down and faint hissing sounds from her. Sharp intakes of breath through teeth indicating something hurt. Or probably hurts.]


..ow. Son of a...Okay. Yesterday? Didn't this happen during October? That whole cannibal thing? [Another muttered swear or two and the sound of fabric or something tearing.]

To the people I set fire to, you only get half an apology. You were cursed, yes, but while cursed you tried to eat me. It was purely self defense. [Which means at most, it'd feel like a bad sunburn and there were people missing eyebrows. There's more sounds. More things being moved, plastic bottles thinking together and a metal box opening and shutting. Phantom and Petrichor start arguing in the background and Charlie huffs in exasperation.]


...Rapunzel. Pie jars for that B you didn't actually get. I still want to do this and I found information on lanterns. You still in? [The arguing animals stop and Charlie resumes whatever it was she was doing. Something bumps the device and there is a good shot of Charlie's right arm. It's bandaged in spots, bruised in others. All injuries in the shape of bites. Charlie notices this and the feed switches off.

Oh thank fucking god.

This place was quiet for too long I thought everyone got fucking eaten or something.

[Rose is nesting in bed with more blankets and pillows than anyone really needs. There's a pot of tea next to her, a box of biscuits, a basket of half eaten chips and several books stacked up next to her, including those Twilight books that she likes but someone else in residence doesn't care much for. The pieces to some sort of board game are scattered about as well. For her part, Rose just looks tired and pale. She's got one of the blankets pulled up to her chin.]

Anyone else get...y'know yesterday?

[She sounds as exhausted and shell shocked as she looks.]

[Lucy is in her store surrounded by boxes of lotion. She's in the process of re-stocking when she decided to take a break.]

Okay, seriously City? Y'all remember when you were having puppies over Harry eating people? People that he didn't even kill? Yeah I think that's the kettle calling the pot black right now. Also, maybe, karma.

Did anyone actually end up City!dead over it?

[She really dislikes this place more and more. That might be evident in the tone of her voice. She sounds a little bitter and a little tired. She flips the video off and if anyone comes into the store, they'll find her stocking things with her music a bit louder than is recommended for most stores.]

[ just another man in a fur-lined coat standing on some anonymous rooftop! this probably happens a lot. he glances over the lens as the recording starts, bows his head, laughs. ]

What is it they say about these situations? Something like—so it's come to this? Aaaa, well, here it is. Good afternoon, City!

Since it's my first time speaking here, I guess introductions are in order all around. But, before that—speaking of introductions, I see we've had a few prior attempts at a city census here and there. That sort of form really assumes too much, doesn't it?

Let's begin with something simpler.

How many of you would say that you're human?

Or, if that's too personal, shall we start with names, blood type and occupations after all?

[ ooc | replies in a few hours, apologies in advance for voice-rust. ♥ ]