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How do you do?

Kigai Yuuto here. Yuuto is fine.

May I ask which of the strange entities that we're able to chit-chat with are the best to chit-chat with?

[ It's been a few days since the Charlotte incident and he has some thoughts. ]

Or if anyone is in the mood to answer some inane questions? Please?

Thank you.

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[ There's cooking channel music playing in the Murmur today. It's being simulated by Caelus as he thinks about this music, missing the food channels from home.

Cue the mental view of a breakfast table: fresh-cooked eggs, by the talented Seishirou! He's wearing the worst "KISS THE CHEF" apron you've ever seen in your life.

But among the egg plates is an extremely weird one. The kind of dish that would get censored on television for being too intense. One that wouldn't be in a wholesome food program, but instead in a reality competition show that would pay someone big bucks for doing the dare.

Caelus sits on a dining table. He has the egg dish from hell. It's obvious enough what's going to happen. ]

I thought it over, and I refuse to let my fears give in! I'm taking it for the team! [ If they can confirm this, they'll have a major source of food!! ] This is also… part of the trailblaze!! Don't worry, there's a doctor right beside me.

[ Caelus stabs the horrifying egg dish and quickly shoves a bite into his mouth, wanting to get it over with before he changes his mind. Seishirou calmly smiles as he watches. ]

[ ooc note: This is confirmed by the mod, but zombie chicken eggs are perfectly safe and edible! They just look very strange. Caelus will live. This is set shortly after this thread. ]

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MEMENTO MORI

Who: Freddie + close CR.
What: Freddie finds the wreckage of the plane that took out the Williamsburg Bridge. Closed starters.
When: October.
Where: Sleephattan, Lower East Side.
Warnings: Aviation accident, human remains. Full character-specific content warnings here. Dead dove, do not eat!

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alien stage: ivan

The Blue Note 'Residence'

WHO: Ivan, Till, Sunny, Noah + Guests/Visitors?
WHAT: Catch-all for home base shenanigans through the month
WHEN: All Month
WHERE: Blue Note Jazz Club

[Catch-all for all things Blue Note Jazz Club Residents related and any visitors or guests they might have/get?]

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VOICE | WEEK 1

[ His voice comes through breezy and casual — too casual, even. Try as he might, he can't shake that creeping anxiety when it comes to this particular subject, and his hesitance is obvious. But he pushes through, because the desperation is building and he has to know. ]

Hey, fuckers. Question for you. Anyone ever had a weird thing happen when you save someone from certain death only to have them later on die in some stupidly elaborate and ironic freak accident? Ever seen it happen? Or even heard of it? From wherever the fuck you're from, sure, but mostly here. Almost like, y'know, death itself has decided "fuck you specifically"? General "you". Might as well share what you think death is, exactly. Just curious.

[ And then, like he hadn't just asked a weirdly specific question: ] Oh, and unrelated to that bullshit, how many of you would be down to get a tattoo if it became possible?

[ It's a genuine question, but definitely comes across as trying to make light of the one before, like some kind of performative casualness to ease his concerns about what answers he might get. If he acts like he doesn't care then he won't, right? This is all out of curiosity and not an overbearing fear of death. Too bad he's utterly transparent. ]

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( And now for the chirpiest, most upbeat Murmur mind-voiced update that has no right hitting at a crisp 7 a.m. several days after the Charlotte incident: )

Good morning ♫ Happy Doomsday, one and all! This is Sakurazuka Seishirou. Doctor Sakurazuka. Veterinarian, although some say the distinction now feels rather academic.

I'm inclined to disagree, but! Desperate times. If you are facing bleedout, lacerations, fractures or burns, I can take a look. I'm afraid I reserve the right to decline any case that overstretches my expertise at your expense.

I also understand we have among us a number of individuals recently blessed with animal fixtures. You, I might be better positioned to help, so long as you don't mind describing your new... circumstances.

( But wait! The Murmur pulses with acute withdrawal. ) ...oh! And for the record: the convenience store two blocks east off the main square also has no cigarettes. Haha! Isn't that funny? Ha... ha...

( ooc: for the sake of Zombieland Twinkies, pls don't find him the Right cigarettes. )