chikaidestroyer: (Dead inside)
[written]

Professor Sage is missing -- has been missing since before the Halloween ball. Please keep an eye out for her, and others who went missing during the previous experiment, along with any possible New Feathers who may show up this month.

As a reminder, we have now entered the fourth cycle year as of October 26. Be sure to pick up a new calendar in the welcoming center or library.

Thank you.


[action]

[The sun is out, the effects are gone, and people are returning to their normal states. Despite all of that, Albert still finds himself somehow unsteady. Perhaps it has something to do with Rune being unable to find any of his brood. Perhaps it has something to do with the continued lack of presence from Epona's master. Perhaps...

He can be found between his house and community building 7, in the stables and corral he rebuilt with Link. Today he finds himself spending more time with Astrid and Epona, as if that will somehow make up for the fact that they had been left to fend for themselves in the fog. He even has his saddle if he feels like riding. His A tiny owl perches on a nearby fence post, outside for the first time in almost two weeks.

Like so many others, Albert is more than ready to put aside the stress caused by a handful of scientists. So instead, he reminisces over his three years in Luceti.]
chikaidestroyer: (Heavenward gaze)
[He had awoken before the sun had set, in time to see Yuber attempting to write out his boredom over the journals. Just dealing with that conversation had been exhausting, and he had rested again before finally getting out of his room. And out of the house. How long had he been out and bedridden? Long enough to miss the monsters disappearing and the village being repaired, apparently.

His flowers had been pretty ravaged by the earthquake. He nudges at the broken flowers with his shoe, then ignores them in favor of the slowly blooming moonflowers on the trellises. Something familiar and yet new, after the chaotic happenings. An earthquake, John's recovery, monsters, a stab in the chest... Too much for one month.

He flexes his right gloved hand restlessly, a slight wind picking up as he looks skyward. The clouds would move in soon, and tomorrow would be overcast.

They would block out those damn stars.]




(ooc: I'm baaaaack~ ♥ Albert's AU can be found here.)
chikaidestroyer: (Contemplative)
[Today Albert is in the sitting room of his house, leafing through a few books idly. The weather is disappointingly rainy for summer, but it's a pleasant change from the heat earlier in the week.

Eventually, he will fall asleep on the couch. It was just supposed to be a nap -- half an hour at most. But that half an hour turns into a whole hour. And then two. (This may even repeat in his bedroom later on.)

Sometime later in the evening, he will write in his journal.]


Accomplishments could be said to be life's milestones. Some are far apart, and others are so close together that they may very well overlap. Some may be considered mundane, and others utterly unique to your circumstances.

If you are willing, I would like to hear of a mundane accomplishment. Something that others could relate to. I will share one of my own: I graduated from school as a teenager.
chikaidestroyer: (Overseer)
Everyone drafted out to Desset City should be accounted for by now. My gratitude to those who successfully worked together while we were out there.

I am sure there are residents and recent arrivals who may have questions about the situation and what we encountered out there. As longer-term residents may remember, we first encountered an army of cultists last autumn -- these cultists are referred to as the Third Party. The members of the Third Party, unlike us, have the ability to fly and Shift their surroundings. The scientists keeping us in this barrier, the Malnosso, drafted several of us to head out to another settlement.

We have been told that Desset City, the location we were sent to, was one of several settlements outside of our village. It was unlike anything seen within our barrier prison. The troops we met were an occupational force, maintaining patrols and one major base of operations that became apparent towards the end of our campaign. Despite the Third Party having a greater number of troops, we prevailed. The arrival of electricity and appliances coincide with our successful return.

Of note is the fact that draftees who initially refused were dragged by force onto the battlefield. These reluctant draftees were given less time to prepare, and included the likes of children. If you are drafted in the future, be aware that refusal does not appear to be a valid option. You will be taken and put to work, or you will be killed out there.

The New Feather cycle should begin shortly, so everyone should be on alert and maintaining their patrol schedules. This is especially important with the heightened amount of conflict in Luceti. Patrols should be properly equipped for skirmishes by now, so I'll forgo any other needless reminders.

Filtered to the Malnosso | voice // unhackable )
chikaidestroyer: (Eyes closed in concentration)
How disappointing. One would think the Malnosso would compile their willing volunteers instead of taking risks like this.

Directed towards the drafted residents (even if they refused to go) )

Filtered to Ted )

Filtered to Hugo and Luc )

Filtered to GL!Simon )

Off-journal communication to Yuber )


[ooc: The "directed towards" cut is not a filter; anyone can read it. All of Albert's filters are unhackable unless otherwise noted.

Albert's also available for action tags. Just notate that it's an action tag in the subject line.]
chikaidestroyer: (Thoughtful frown)
[voice]

Hello, everyone. If I've spoken to you over the past few days, you already know that I have been recruiting people to join my army. Hopefully we will soon have a base, and you can set up your businesses. ...Or business. [He pauses as he looks at his notes, then corrects himself.] Businesses. I've been told to look something up, so that is what I'll do.

To anyone interested, we are called Pro Licentia and we are fighting against oppressive regimes, like the Malnosso. [Any and all of them. ...But that might have turned off one potential recruit, so he won't say that.] If you would like to join our cause, come speak to me. We welcome people of all professions. ...But too many people of the same profession might be a problem. [That's why he's got a list.]

[Another pause.] If you have any suggestions, I've put together a suggestion box in the middle of the town plaza. I remember being told a suggestion box would be a good idea.

[And another pause.] ...And if anyone has seen my horse, I would appreciate knowing where she is.

[action]

[Albert can be found wandering around the village at different points of the day, leaving himself open to be talked to. He most notably heads to the barracks around noon time, since Natalia suggested he look there as a possible base of operations...]


[ooc: How the suggestion box works -- You can comment to the below thread titled 'Comment Box' with notes, big and small, for Albert to read. These will only be viewed by Albert, and if he follows up on the comment or suggestion, it will be in person. ...Oh, and if the comment is left by the character anonymously, please note that somewhere!]
chikaidestroyer: (Overseer)
[voice]

My thanks to those who answered Mr. Belmont's survey about practical skills. Knowing who has knowledge about certain skills will be helpful should there be situations where we need residents' specialties. I hope those who have volunteered information will remain open to the prospect of teaching or aiding others should the opportunity arise.

We're approaching the end of the calendar year, and with it the beginning of another New Feather cycle. Everyone remain alert for newcomers who arrive in this weather.

Off-journal communication to Yuber )

[action]

[Raine and Genis may notice boxes outside of their doors come early morning. Genis has a blue and white sweater and Raine has a cream-colored winter gear set (scarf, hat, and gloves) -- courtesy of All Passions.

The gift-giver is nowhere to be found. He won't be home until evening.]
chikaidestroyer: (Caesar - Laziness)
...Sheesh. I don't need all this yelling when I'm trying to catch a nap.

Look, it's obvious that there's an experiment going on. Just deal with it. It'll be over with in a week.

If it really matters, it's also obvious that people are turning into things that they despise.


[action]

[In house 42, there's a teenager lying on the couch. Bored. And probably trying to take a nap again.]
chikaidestroyer: (Looking out)
[voice]

Those who have not responded to Sir Sigmund's call, do so now. All the affected need to be accounted for before we have more casualties. We already have six dead that have been captured over the journals.

I am in need of a few who can help gather rations from the stores. Please meet me by the stores so we may begin moving supplies.


[action]

[Albert has brought along his horse and Raine (he's not leaving her alone while this situation escalates) as he heads for the stores in the village. He is understandably preoccupied, but the walk is helping him expel any nervous energy.]


[ooc: The end result will be that some rations have been gathered from the grocery store, bakery, and restaurant, with roughly 60% of the gathered rations brought down the sinkhole and the rest on standby in the grocery store for easier transportation.]

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