in darkness in light

[This takes place morning-ish on the 14th.]

                This is definitely eerie
I am not sure how serious of a concern this is, but   I am at the Bazaar. All of a sudden the streets are invariably blocked with barbed wire and sandbag barricades. A platoon of soldiers(?) just marched by. I can't identify them, not close enough.

[A moment later]

Goodness - an explosion took one of them out. Limited visuals due to dust & debris now. Will be taking cover at the grocer's for a while. Everyone in the Bazaar, be careful.

Krile & Crochet: Doubly so for the Weapons Tree!

Sorry for clogging your friends list, everyone.

To anonymous, thanks a lot for the icon space! ♥ Hopefully by the time I return from hiatus this weekend I can fill 'em up with crack and loveliness

Good morning, everyone. Last night, I have found myself hatched anew in the Hall of Beginnings. It was a relief that not only can I remember what I had named myself before, but also many of the experiences I have had and people I have met in the last seven months.

Still, for the peace of mind, I would be most grateful if you would tell me about yourselves, here or in person. Your names and the memories we share. Good or bad, I wish not to forget.

And if my absence had burdened you in any way, I truly apologise.

-Stellaris


[ooc: Pretend this is written in the morning of March 4th.]

It appears the radios have vanished. Not a trace remain.

What do you think is gained from all that, if any?

After the week of disembodied commentators ^{and everything else, actually}, we all should already be aware that some irresponsible entities enjoy making up silly fabrications.

I am not offering or selling anything, so please stop asking. Additionally, I only give cooking lessons to friends.

-Stellaris

Several people seem to have vanished in the last 24 hours, so it gets me worried.

Cissus has not shown up at work. Does anyone know of her whereabouts?

-Stellaris

Work was usually Stellaris' way of taking mind off more stressful thoughts, but the current Sphere affliction have added a degree of uncomfortableness to it. At precisely 5 minutes before and after her shifts in Housekeeping and Medical, she would be surrounded by a mist of rainbow-coloured sparkles before any clothes she was wearing vanished. Thankfully, modesty was not seriously marred. Her naked body was covered by glaring radiance that dimmed within seconds, after which she would found herself fully decked in fancy, frilly costumes. One coworker had told her the two versions of costume were relevant to her work shifts, but the inflection she said relevant in suggested a double entendre. Not exactly reassuring. How skirts that short could be practical for the versatility of her tasks, she did not comprehend, but at least the thigh socks kept her legs warm in winter's cold.

Another problem is the, um, catchphrase. The urge to add Japanese honorifics to her speech did not matter much, but she had to put serious effort not to slip into shouting ★Magical Multitasker Starry Stella! Meido in the morning, Medic in the afternoon~★ when introducing herself to new patients. And slipped a couple of times anyway. What was a meido, anyway?

So in these days, nights were blissful times. Toweling her damp hair after a refreshing shower, Stellaris sat down on her bed. It felt almost criminal to add an element that might make the night less restful, but there was something she needed to get done. Her clothes were comfortable, her stomach was filled. Her non-broadcasting notebook was already laid down on the mattress. With that, she took out the memory crystal from her bag. One had landed in front of her on the way to Access Point that afternoon, attached to a tie-dyed parachute descending from undetectable origins. Nobody else had been around. As with the leaf-wrapped waybread in the Dojo, it felt like something she could take, so she did.

(The moment Stellaris touched the crystal, the world turned dark.)

As abruptly as it had gone out, light returned. Stellaris found herself back in her room. She rushed to pick up her pen and notebook, ready to record things that seemed important. Having flipped to the pages assigned for information from her world, Stellaris stopped and stared.

Written on that very page, the name she just heard. In Gene-1's handwriting, next to the two names also written by him and one by her, the name she could not read before:

Sniper → Range → Aim = Lockon

The Tree has seen fit to greet my return from the elevator with a flashy getup I cannot change out of and alterations to my personal effects. I suppose it confirms that one thing has not changed since I last wrote.

Youth, 00, Smoke, Mindelan, Gene, Huo & Hawk - My gratitude for your concerns. I am safe and sound. It was difficult to tell apart day and night back there, but from the cycle of eating and getting hungry, I estimate 1-2 days have passed. Yet, the number of journal pages filled suggests a longer period. How long have I been away? I mis would enjoy meeting you over a cup of tea or coffee. Or pie or pasta. Or anything, really. Foodless is fine too.

Dr Valeth and [Housekeeping NPC supervisor] - My apologies for the absence. I shall report for duty on Monday if it is acceptable to you. By acceptable I also refer to the long fringe trims on my jacket. They look awfully easy to get caught in things.

How did post-hurricane cleanup go for everyone? My house got through just fine, but the humidity seemed quite severe, judging from the state of my components rack. (Unlikely but) does anyone have a proper chamber oven for baking PCBAs? Otherwise I'll have to use a toaster oven but... not sure if the heat distribution's even enough.

-Stellaris

( ooc )

TO RESIDENTS OF EDENSPHERE:
In light of the hurricane warning, I am writing to inform you that for the duration of evacuation, Residential Housekeeping is offering unoccupied units on Section 3 and 4 for temporary storage of items belonging to residents of Section 1, 2 and Temporary Housing, where the risk of damage is higher. As per directions from Captain Locket and Captain Bastet, those units, termed "Ad Hoc Storage", will be securely boarded up.

Note that this concession applies only to items. No residents, pets or other living creatures would be allowed to stay on the aforementioned units during evacuation period. Storage of explosive or highly flammable items are also prohibited.

Residents of Section 1, 2 and Temporary Housing:
If you are interested in securing your valuables in the Ad Hoc Storage, please comment with your names and housing section.

Residents of Section 3 and 4:
If you are willing to volunteer your houses for additional space, it will be appreciated but not mandatory. Please also list your names and housing section below.

Volunteer List

Section 3 - Stellaris Section 3 - Bellflower Section 3 - Hawk Section 3 - Kagami Section 3 - Juhani

Section 4 - Zero Section 4 - Reed Section 4 - Grift Section 4 - Genius

Starting noon today, or when the cocoons are done being moved, Housekeeping will set up a Registration Table on Section 3 and 4 entrances to re-check applicants' names and inventorize items to be stored. Our staff will proceed to help distribution of items.

You may also comment below for further inquiries.

On behalf of the Residential Housekeeping Supervisor,
Stellaris

[Added after Grift's response.]
P.S.: In case of volunteered units, only living room space will be utilised unless expressly permitted otherwise.

[ooc: Godmoding the NPC supervisor, I hope it's fine! Feel free to use this for CR opportunities (i.e. Sec 1/2 people and newborns meeting Sec 3/4 people whose house they store things in).]