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[oblige]

Good day, fellow Etrayans.

Concerning Antigone's warning regarding our real names, it occurs to me that we would benefit from collaborating on this front.

To that end, I wish to open discussion.

For those who have chosen a name, please respond with what you have selected, that we may know what to call you.

For those who have not, you may use this posting to discuss your ideas or invite suggestions from others.

As for myself, I shall be using "Lucien", the name of a character from a novel in my world.

Mission Names
Dion → Lucien
Antigone → Shadow
Dwayne → Harry M'Egg
Jayce → Prometheus
Sunday → Dominicus
Prompto → Vesper
Odin → Joss
Mayuko → Murasaki
Vax → Kalas
Clive → Crandall
Percival (Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III) → Scanlan (Keylethus Pikegratia Taryon d’Shorthalt-Grogson, Heir to the Shattered Glory)
Samil → Whiskey
Noctgar → Navyth
Accelerator → Isuka
S.Rogers → Ruirthech
Nico → Slash Brightburn
Jason → Edmond
R.B. → Harker
Lady Vex'ahlia de Rolo → Velora
SquirrelPower → Sally Awesomelegs
Shinra → Evan
Emet-Selch → Eubulus
Vincent Valentine → Garm
Sciel → Céline
Vivi →
Gustave → Jean-Napoleon
Maelle → Esmé
Scott → James Bond / 007
Sleeper → Stevens
Joshua → Praeclarus
Zagreus → Dionysus
Gladio → Heliodorus
Apollo → Artemis
Dylan Brock → Reed Richards

Note: This list will remain available until the date of our deployment. At such time, it will be omitted as a precaution.

[ ooc: Free-for-all on responding to one another, of course. ]

Comments

[rudelanguage]

Me? Oh.

[oh. she was uhhhhhhh gonna just fuckin' not exist as Antigone woops. guess she's gotta...pretend...uhhh.]

Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... [a name for a small furry piece of shit, huh.]

Shadow.

[oblige]

[ Give him a moment, he needs to switch to voice for her, how rude of him. ]

Shadow... [ Antigone, do you miss your friend? How sweet. ] Very well. I shall remember.

[rudelanguage]

[WHO'S MISSING?? I AIN'T MISSING SHIT]

Yyyeah, uh--I mean. Don't like--don't expect to see me around? Like, unless there's some super-emergency that needs me, specifically? I can't imagine any--

[except the fucking planchette shit fuck goddammit-- she clears her throat.] Well, just. Y'know.

...Y'know.

[???????? y'know??/???]

[oblige]

[ He does not know... ]

Please ensure that you remain safe and avoid errant doors.

[ Never forgetting his own crimes. ]

[rudelanguage]

If the fae of whatever world this is has access to those nightmare wagons, I got worse to worry about than doors, Dee.

...

Lou.

[oblige]

Nightmare wagons...?

At least we've time to adjust.

[rudelanguage]

Yeah, the--whatever the hell you called the thing you were drivin' around the other place.

[oblige]

You refer to cars?

[rudelanguage]

Yeah, yeahyeah that, those. Yeah.

[oblige]

With their aversion to metal, I should imagine they would not favor such transport.

[rudelanguage]

Cars made of, of rocks? Maybe? I dunno. Maybe that's too stupid. But it's like! Hard to be sure? With fae, I mean. They're weird as hell.

[oblige]

Are they truly so unpredictable?

[rudelanguage]

I, I mean--it's...like the whole thing. Their rules aren't our rules. But, but they have rules? But tacking it down is like...I mean...it's like a set-up, y'know? Just opens you up to getting messed with.

It's just. Messy.

[oblige]

What a curious society, though I suppose they might say the same of us.

[rudelanguage]

Engh. I dunno. Who cares what they say, anyway!

[oblige]

We shall have to for five weeks.

[rudelanguage]

[loud disgusted noise, deflating.]

Five... Five weeks...

[oblige]

It strikes me as a lengthy duration as well.

Perhaps Aurora means to grant us as much time as possible to find those like us who have been left there.

[rudelanguage]

[a withered, squeaky noise.] Weeks...

[oblige]

[ There there, Antigone. ]

We need only remain vigilant.

[rudelanguage]

[I'm gonna fuckin' die.]

For five weeks.

[oblige]

Please notify me if you find that you could use aid during that time. I respect your independence, but this mission may prove taxing.

[rudelanguage]

I...how? Everyone's gonna be-- the whole point is t-- [she flubs the thoughts mashing together, huffs.] Like, what? Hand signs? A cant?

[oblige]

We shall still have our devices, will we not?

[rudelanguage]

How...how are people gonna be discreet with that?