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[Setsuna's smiling face is on the screen, he even waves.] So, maybe, for once, I should actually go to school today? I can't really decide what I want to do. Do they even have school on Saturdays here, like they do in Japan?

Not like that's my only option. What's that place Nathan opened up? I still haven't been. But I don't know....

[He's not usually this indecisive. Help him decide:

A. I'll walk with you to school! (route 1)
B. Why don't we just go to the zoo instead? (route 1)
C. I know where that place is. I'll show you. (route 2)
D. Why don't we go drinking, instead? (route 2)
E. Just spend time with me (route 3)
F. Asshole! I still owe you a beating for ______. You better show up at Xanadu! (route 4)]

["Setsuna Mudou is an angel sent from Heaven to masquerade as a normal high school boy and learn what life is like for today's teenage male. He does have wings, but not while pretending to be human!

["Please pick the desired route!


Routes:

1. Sweet schoolboy (mutually vanilla and sweet, or taking advantage of naivete)
2. Delinquent (badboy doesn't mean cruel)
3. Childhood friend (known him forever)
4. Forever fighting (hatesex is totally likely)

["You're now Setsuna's - (worst enemy, best friend, classmate he doesn't know, former boyfriend/girlfriend, childhood friend, mentor, protege)."]

Action options;

A. Run into Setsuna at the zoo
[He's not working there, for a change, lazing around, wings out, animals around him. But it's okay to approach him. In fact, he's smiling at you, gesturing for you to go over and talk to him. The animals might scatter, but he's not thinking about that.]

B. Bump into him on his way to the school
[He's actually trying to go to school, even in a school suit - where did he get that? - so it might be a good time to stop him.]

C. Nathan's night club (She'ol)
[Link just for reference on what it's like. But how did Setsuna get in, really? Or maybe you just want to buy him a drink? He looks a little gone already, dancing a little. And dancing's not typically his thing....]

D. His apartment
[Just a surprise knock on the door. Or his window's usually open.]

E. The Xanadu
[It's icy and cold, and he's bundled up, but still out for a walk, smile on his face. And was that a snowball he just threw at you? For some people, that's a way of flirting.]


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[Rose is shown walking down a corridor with flashlight at hand. It what appears to be the interior of a temple. She continues walking until she reaches a fork in the road and stops.]

Suppose it just couldn't be simple, yeah?

[She sighs and looks at both paths. Her feet begin to move again and she goes right. The more she walks, the more the decor fades on the walls but her eyes are focused on what's ahead. Continuing to walk, she finds herself in a cave. Gone is the decor replaced by jagged rocks. She keeps going, her flashlight and eyes trained on what's in front. Darkness. Empty space. When she finally stops and turns around, she's met by more rocks.]


It’s like I’m going around in circles...

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(ooc: Rose is cursed with Ghost World cursed and to all viewers appears to be talking to thin air.]

[ There's a twenty-something black man in Star Trek PJ's sitting on the living room floor, playing with a chocolate lab puppy. ]

Hey, City. I dunno what happened, and I don't really remember leaving, but I'm back, I guess! Heh, it's good to see you too, Mocha.


[ ooc: Miles is aged up this weekend! ]

[For once Theo is not up a tree. Which is where he seems to have spent a good amount of time these past couple of weeks. Instead he's sitting on a concrete wall in what looks like the Underground. His sunglasses are perched on top of his head letting his silver eyes show. Behind him, just barely visible, it looks like there are some shambling zombies pushing some stone work around.

For those who can sense those sorts of things, he's radiating a lot of necromantic power right now. Before he's kept it dampened, out of politeness. Currently, he's not bothering to do so.]

I've been doing some thinking. The "deities" here [And you can hear the finger quotes in his voice] from what I can tell enjoy, making deals for things. And I thought, well, I'm almost a god why couldn't I get into this business too?

Admittedly my abilities right now are going to be able to get you anything from home, but now undead... I can do lots of things with the undead. They make lovely servants, didja know? Great guards. Lots of them don't even need to eat or sleep.

So. I'll be willing to offer up some zombie -for right now - and maybe later some wraiths and ghouls or whatever else I can get my hands on, servants in exchange for favors or money. We can negotiate. How about that? And at least you'll retain some dignity or your memories.

[Action if you'd like it. Catch Theo with a zombie shambling after him, around anywhere.]


[Theo's been hit with a reverse morality curse. He's got about fifteen NPC zombies to 'sell' but they'll be going away after the weekend.]

Did everyone get what they wanted for Christmas? Or whatever you decided to celebrate.

I'm still sweeping out random bits of coal from the shelves. I'd be worried about it being an unfair suggestion to my character, but the fact it was a gift from a possessed goatman makes me feel marginally better. There might be some fodder for new resolutions somewhere in that whole experience, though.

Have anyone actually accomplished one of your goals since last year?

[ The 'Escape the City' one obviously doesn't count. ]

[ Filter: Ginny Weasley ]

I found someone for you.

[ BUT HE'S TOTALLY NOT GOING TO MENTION the fact it might be a favour for a favour sort of deal... yet. ]

[The feed shows two small boys - around eight years old - running amok in one of the workshops at City Solutions. However, these aren't your normal children; the havoc they're causing is rather more scientific than what an average Earth boy might be able to do.

Koschei is tinkering with something that looks rather robotic when he glances up at Theta.]

Have you got your bit working yet, Theta? It's hard to do things properly with these primitive tools.

[Yes, someone was just as much of a snob in his younger years as he is several centuries later. At least he's not evil, though?]


[ooc: replies may come from either Koschei or Theta (timelordy). Or both!]

General PSA: In concordance with Mr. Stark's keen and totally professional, excellent statement, anything Dr. Banner does today is totally not my fault.

Although, if anyone's seen Bruce's body, we'd both like to talk to her. It. [ please let there not be more than just the three people involved here, like, really. ] Imagine the trouble someone in their body could get up to.

There is foul sorcery afoot. The evil City Youma are working the blackest of magics. I stand for mischief and I stand for justice, but I won't stand for that! I am Sailor Asgard!

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Sailor Girls! We need to investigate!

Champion of truth and loyalty.

Keeper of the dead.

From the icy heart of Niflhel, I am Sailor Hel!

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Together, we three Sailor Girls will rid the City of evil!


[ ooc: somebody's been genre-swapped! ]

[The recording begins with an unfamiliar face; that of a pale-skinned woman, framed by very long purple-tinted hair, smiling brightly at the network. Her eyes are golden and she looks pompously over-dressed and covered in frills, topped off with a little black crown on her head: only said crown appears to be issuing long blue-purple flames without burning her hair... some trick!

She looks more suited to some sort of masquerade ball rather than the library she's standing in the middle of.]

My~! It really has been quite some time!

[She lifts her purple balloon dress and turns around. That ridiculous size is definitely supported by a cage.] I've gotten used to flying, I must admit.

[The smile then promptly turns into a frown as she narrows her eyes, looking annoyed, and reaches out to pick the cell phone off of whatever supported it to aim the camera at a silvery-grey cat that looks terrified as it clumsily falls over its own paws. The cat miserably makes another attempt at standing on all fours and yowls.]

However, I'm not sure my Master appreciates his form change. I'd appreciate it if he's turned back!

[She ends the feed.]

I am the bonfire, battling against the storm!
I am the spark of life in a wasteland!
Bringing the fires of change with me, I am Sailor Jotunheim!

[She looks kinda like the following picture except, well. She's still kind of really pregnant.]
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I've not actually seen evil about today so far, but I'm sure the others have! I mean, I know they have. I just watched their videos.

[The sound of the fountain could be heard, and the sound of a man coughing out water as he tried to talk. His voice sounds strained and short of breath.]

Boss? [A wet cough] This isn’t exactly what I expected. Can anyone... read me? [No names or call outs, just in case this was... something else. Better safe then sorry.]

[A slopping sound, as if he just hit ground and leaned back on something, could be heard over a wet cough. The tone of his voice however was dry:] This isn't the carrier. This better not be the afterlife.

((Some tags will be answered after he's out of the hospital. Feel free to action tag him in the hospital however!))