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Update [Video]

"So, everyone,"

Michael is fumbling with his phone, inside a dashboard console filled with wires and steel.

There's a buzz and suddenly the camera switches to a drone, which follows him outside the lines, follows him out into the bright day, where fields of grass cover the long auspice of a valley. There are no street lights to be seen, no roads to be found, no buildings to be spotted.

"The good news is, it worked."

He slowly panned the camera behind him, taking in the complete apparent lack of buildings, well, everywhere.

"The bad news is, it runs on 240 AC, and I appear to be fresh out."
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hi!!!!
happy health & sports day aka time to run around outside all day instead of go to class
except we don't have that in iden it's kind of just an earth thing
but most of YOU guys are from earth!! or something kinda like it
do you guys have any sports festival stories?? this one time a kid got hurt at the bread eating contest bc she fell over while trying to get the bread on the string which was kinda funny bc she like RAN to sign up for bread eating contest bc it was the least risk thing
and uhhh one time i got heat stroke at the relay race that's less fun
kinda glad it's colder here!! i should probably try running around tho

but more importantly!!!
hey azra-nee this was the fastest way to get a message to you
(dw i told cami-nee the same thing)
but it's health & sports day on earth + also a bunch of other earth countries have other more boring holidays today
so mr. creeper took-over-the-school is prob gonna do something different today bc these guys like trying to make iden into "earth but better (for them)"
like idk make all the girls run around outside in those stupid gym bloomers no one likes
or take a day off or smth
either way he's gonna break the pattern i think so if you're gonna do something do it now

point no.3 (and this is not for azra-nee it's for everyone)
if you're gonna make a surprise thing for ppl when they come back how would you do it
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A stormy night (Video)

It's raining. The soft patter of the water fills the air. A slightly shaky hand indicates a phone camera, clumsily held. In the distance, lightning splits the sky.

Michael laughs.

The video continues, the thunder rolling through the noise of the rain.

A finger points, and the arc of lightning appears in exactly the place pointed out, the flash killing the camera for a moment.

Dramatically, a finger points up, at the large cage with steel beam supports.

There is a crack of thunder loud enough to break up the mic.

There's a wind as the grounding charge gets hold of Michael's muscles.

You hear his laughter even as he's trying to save his phone.

"FUCK I love thunderstorms."
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[personal profile] axmeowder2021-10-02 04:54 pm
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Video (killed the light novel star, redux)

[ The "video" turns on to show the inside of a covered wagon. The scene out of the back is a large, impressive-looking building, something straight out a fantasy story. But really, the focus is on a very irate catgirl. ]

TIME MAGIC!?

That's not even a- That's not supposed-

Who would even think to create something like that!?

Third Quest: Voice

Yeah, I can definitely confirm that some griefer-ass idiots are around causing trouble. There's a group of them leading pirate raids on Costa Dulce.

The locals weren't very happy with all the Adventurers sticking around eating up the food, until we graciously allowed them to tell us how to fight off the fucking player character pirates. That does give us a bit of a leg up on figuring out what's going on, got a letter to deliver to the Contessa about how we rule, actually.

On the offchance anyone else is stuck here, be on the lookout for an Erandite priestess with a stupid-ass strawberry staff, a conquistador-looking Warrior taking tank builds, Literally Ahri Kpopskin Leagueoflegends, an edgy koboldt caster and an edgier Eithyr warlock of the inferno. All of them kind of made themselves hostis mundanis generis.

Also, Frankie Bacon says hi and is extremely relieved that World War Three hasn't broken out. Yet. The crisis is young.
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Video: The Golden Snake Of The Rooftops

It's a quiet day, in Fortitude, like so many other quiet days in Fortitude. The ships are floating in the harbor, and in the distance, there's an incredible view of Big Lake.

We suddenly zoom in. Faster than almost any camera has the right or capability to, zooming faster than rats can run, faster than the wind can carry, fast as an arrow, or faster--

Suddenly, the camera stops, hovering near Rinley, because, well, of course it is. They seem to be kneeling and inspecting one of the two-foot tall rats, dressed heroically, as is the rats' wont.

What they don't notice, is the looming shadow behind them, the sunlight that glints off of golden scales, the forked tongue that watches, curiously, smelling the air for rage--

Suddenly, there is a sound like a spack. Fragments of a bullet hit the ground, and THEN the report of gunfire makes Rinley scramble away.

Sadly, the snake doesn't seem anything more than annoyed.

The drone follows the bullet's path back to a sniper rifle, and behind its scope, Natalia, whose eyes widen. The rooftops tremble with the herald of the snake's coming.

The camera turns and the snake is coming. Natalia pulls away from the scope, hauls up the unwieldy thing, and fires again.

Another direct hit, traced out against the sun.

Again, nothing.

She begins to make her own rooftop run, with the golden snake, 108 meters long, in hot pursuit. Occasionally, the crack of gunfire splits the air, and the snake hesitates, but not long enough to truly slow its advance.

A tail-- or is it the ropes nearby?-- lash out and snatch the rifle from her hands at last. All of a sudden, she is swept up by its tail.

And then it speaks with a voice very similar to Natalia's. "Now, my dear. Such toys just don't become you."

For a moment, Natalia kicks in its grasp, her arm threatening to break the tighter the coils get. "What is it you want with them, snake?"

"Why, isn't it obvious, dear?" For a moment, their eyes meet, despite the vast size difference. "I wanted to meet you."

Natalia's head slips through the coils, and her arm a split second after, and she takes off at a run, looking for something, anything to use.

She comes up with a thick quarterstaff, which bends and whirls in its attempts to keep herself safe from the binding coils.

Until, at last, Natalia is picked up and at last, cast down, and genuinely leaves a crater.

A... second crater.

If this keeps up, they'll have to call the place that used to hold Irinka's small shrine Crater Park.

"A shame, darling. I thought you'd be better sport..."

#

Later, after the snake leaves, Natalia sits up, and stares into the camera. "Any advice on how to deal with that... thing... Would be appreciated."
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greetings from idf hq where it is SUPER BORING
everyone's been out on assignment all the time.....
i'm already done studying, even the stuff i don't really care about!
AND tried to copy azra-nee's axe moves but with a stick i found in the yard
AND tried on all cami-nee's tiaras
AND listened to snori-san talk about how back in their day something something dwarven superior craftsmanship something something get off my lawn
AND fed all the cats
AND used my heraldry notes to design a momo-chan coat of arms
behold


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Reality Intrudes (video)

"They say you shouldn't give out much identifying information, but honestly, fuck it, at this point even I believe I'm a fiction piece." Michael runs their hands through their hair and is sitting in some library-- the stacks are behind them and they're just... They're masked up and they're sitting there and they look.

So tired.

"I just... I got so many messages from people asking how I did it, what special effects I used, the wig I wore--" They paused. "I even got a job offer in post production for the Industry. I might still take it. But, uh--"

"Like, on the one hand, I remember-- I remember the CG work, the model, the voice changer--" they paused. "and. on the other. I remember it actually happening. the sharp moment of pain, and discontinuity. Walking among... people I didn't even know existed."

"... am I just losing my grip?" They take a deep breath. "That's enough of that though I came to talk about my classes."

"So I'm in nerd school for nerds, I'm understanding calculus..." They sigh. "I... I should start this over."

Michael should know by now, though, that it's hard to get badgernet to get rid of content.

[video] Welcome to the Party From Hell (cw: general violence)

[The video opens with a scene of Nina standing against a background of tables covered with snack spreads of the sort you might see at a party. There's also some party decor, such as dangling letters spelling out "RECALLERS SOCIAL". Milling around and occasionally eating are a bunch of varied people, some of them looking like normal humans and some having various weird features.]

So, yeah, this is a party for a bunch of us Recallers. I got one of the techheads to lend me his hover-camera thing which I linked to my phone so it'll broadcast to BadgerNet while recording.

Now let's show you around. There're a few of my friends, I'll introdu--

[She is cut off by the sudden appearance of monstrous looking hump-backed shadows with sharp teeth and claws, which after the initial disorientation begin attacking people.

At first, Nina looks surprised, lost, and a little frightened. But then she kinda zones out a little... and suddenly she looks *much* more comfortable, like she's at home in a familiar environment, even among the screams and strife.]

Oh huh. Just remembered my past life's combat skills.

[She knows what to do. She grabs a pair of folks and sticks them into quite painfully fatal positions on the two nearest monsters. And with that, she becomes practically a whirlwind of pain and death, grabbing anything that will serve as a weapon and putting them to good use. Those with suitable combat or medical knowledge will notice she's apparently specifically aiming to cause painful deaths with much suffering.

And she's quite carried away, beginning to giggle. The camera bobs chaotically as it tries to keep up to the joyously laughing figure. It's clear that the people're in general getting things under control, though some look hurt or worse. And Nina just keeps slaughtering and slaughtering shadow monsters, until she is brought up short as someone gets to a monster before her. Looking around, she looks... crestfallen?]

No more prey...

[Blinking, she seems to come more fully to herself. With a very mollified expression, she reaches to turn off the camera.

A while later, Nina appears in a follow-up video, looking a little tired and a little disgruntled. Also still covered in monster blood.]

So, yeah. I got... carried away. At least I know now it's possible for me to get carried away like that. It won't happen again.
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[personal profile] axmeowder2021-09-08 07:04 pm

Video (killed the light novel star)

[ The video feed shows off a council room of some kind. There's a few figures in the background - a blond princess, for those who remember Cami, and a huge guy in pitch black armor who looks like the main villain of a fantasy epic. But the scarred, short-haired catgirl is front and center. ]

So a question. What are schools like where you're from? I've never been to one, so I have... no idea what they're like.

We have some here, but they're mostly for the children of merchantry, politicians, or nobility. Or for magic-users - there's a big magic academy... somewhere. Obviously I didn't get to go to any of those.

Any of you guys got schools like that?

Second Quest: Voice

This is J-

This is Deedee. I wish things "returning to normal" meant I was home, but for the moment it means I'm still on Mundus. In the game? Either way.

I did manage to run into three of my teammates - as well as the streamer, Ace Striker - and explain what's going on. Dr. Durante, you may want to look up the usernames Alesha Herezhade, Ace Striker, and Hikaru Aoisora and see what you can do for them if you haven't gotten to them yet.

God, Ace was just doing this for a bit. Palling around in a cheesecake metal bustier to meme at fans and do the futbol - uh, the soccer minigame. This probably happened while she was on 'Castr.

We managed to rescue each other, fight off monsters, heal up, find a safe zone. Camping there tonight before we look for the main settlement on this island, and the 'defend the fort' questline.

...oh, yeah. And, uh, Durante, also look up one Peachi Effervescent. Alesha's worried about her.
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[personal profile] badgernet2021-08-31 03:52 pm

BadgerNet Maintenance Notice (Space issue fixed and stickers added)

With this patch, the issue of your worlds of residence turning into space versions of themselves should be fixed!

We've also added stickers, a popular feature of many social media sites where you can use images to accent your posts! Well, you already could use images, but for those images you don't have to acquire them wherever you acquire images. Just try it out and you'll see! You can choose and acquire more sticker packs by being active and engaged with the network.

Now we'll ask you, the users: what features would you like to see on the site? Alas, feature requests such as a way to delete your account or other way to get rid of this network will not be implemented. We'd love to serve every one of your requests, but such requests would go against our mission of facilitating communication and sharing. Thank you for understanding.

An Accident In Space | Video, via drone (CW: Existential damage, kidnapping/abduction)

"This," Michael says, in a classic EVA suit, panning the drone around a black expanse, with a station under him, "Is the world's first space port. It's not a secret. You can't really keep something this big in geosynchronous orbit a secret. As for what I'm doing up here, they gave me clearance to be a welder a few days ago, so I'm aiding in construction after a brief crash course in EVA."

Behind him, as he starts working, another light appears on the orbital horizon, briefly, before flickering out. "It's something that requires a lot of visual acuity and hand-eye coordination, because the arc doesn't make as much of a sound, as you can probably tell. But I love being a part of this. I want to be part of the first humans to really go faster than light--"

There is a sudden blur.

Michael is gone.

The drone follows the motion and attempts to accelerate to catch up with the strange pod which now has Michael flattened through its front, collapsed on to a pilot who is obviously not of this world.

The pod grows arms, and catches the drone, and Michael, and the feed cuts off.

The feed cuts back on with someone new? A woman, about 5'9", in a body suit and an iridescent skirt, with green hair with brown fringes. The eyes are of a light green and in perfect focus. The body suit is tight to, and thick enough to stand as protection in a pressure escape situation. "Uh-- Hey everyone. So-- you probably saw the accident. Turns out, extraterrestrial intelligent life, is a thing??? Although I guess that-- that was probably inevitable. We've looked through so little of the sky and we thought we could just, find gravitic engines, I guess. The pilot's fine. Uh-- apparently they hit some space junk and careened, and at that high a speed, well, if it's fast enough to be interesting, it's fast enough to be dangerous. But uh-- their doctors say-- after a brief translation through Badgernet's speech-to-text-- that most of my body got liquefied, and uh-- this is what they did to help."

"I, I'm gonna talk with them about constructing something similar to my original body, once I'm not tripping over myself in this one. I don't know exactly what the issue is, but that's my second priority after physical therapy so I'm sure I haven't lost any motor control. That'd be a death knell for sure, I barely made it with my vision requirements--"

Michael pauses. "Vision... requirements. Oh fuck, how am I going to prove I'm me once I'm back? Uh-- advice, please? Too?"

[Video] BUT THEY'RE IN SPACE?!?!?

[Have one video clip of a certain Succubus. Except she's in a weirdly tight space suit-looking number. And no hat. Also, the background looks like some kind of space ship.]

So, um.

If I'm reading that post right, somehow, BadgerNet has caused multiple worlds to become space-fantasy iterations of themselves.

This is kind of giving me, mighty Gadrelite and interplanetary escapee Pidonus Marasia, a bit of an existential crisis, if we're being honestl?

Like, I have this entire thing where I help trick a team of heroes into crushing a space empire led by a crazed dude who styled himself after a demon lord, then after a stint in a completely unrelated dimension, get sent back free from a demon queen's influence and have to steal a ship to get the hell away. You know, classic "minion steals a hilariously junky frigate" type story. Probably I'm not even the only tech-savvy lust demon to go through it.

... What in the Nine Hells would I be if not one? An old-fashioned Succubus? Would a theoretical non-tech-savvy Pidonus even know how to use BadgerNet properly?

[To anyone who is aware of what's going on, it's as easy to check her last posts to make fun of these questions.]
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[personal profile] badgernet2021-08-24 06:03 pm

So apparently there's a space-related hiccup

We apologize for the inconvenience! We're already working on fixing it. Until then I guess some of you're in space? Whoops!

[This marks the official hiccup start. Feel free to make hiccup-related posts.]
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[video] The Nature of Power (CW: discussion of master-servant sexual relationships)

So I find myself once connected to this forum. I had almost began to think this an dream, but I see now it isn't. I will update you, those who have been selected by BadgerNet, on the years that have passed for me. I, Lord Summoner Auau, and my fellow student, Lord Summoner Jaiu, developed our summoning arts sufficiently to summon a Lord Spirit, therefore advancing to the rank of Lord Summoner.

However, our master and teacher High Lord Summoner Macri graciously allowed us to stay and continue our studies using the resources in his tower. He... I will admit I have came to care about him; he was a good teacher. And I believe Jaiu feels the same way. He encouraged great diligence in our studies, but allowed us some leisure and was not an overly strict teacher. He also contributed several notable advancements to the study of spirits. He was an intelligent, fair, and hard-working man.

And he is dead. There is no cause for suspicion in his death: he was an ancient and ailing man and it was only natural that his body would fail him. And, indeed, nothing suspect was found by those who came to make a careful investigation.

He will be missed, if nothing else by his students.

Now I come to the circumstances I find myself in. Our reagent has seen fit to lay claim to my master's tower, as I and my rival student do not have a superior claim since we are only Lord Summoners, not High Lord Summoners. Said reagent has proclaimed that she will return the tower to us if we become High Lord Summoners and is presently only temporarily holding it for the safety of its contents. I do not believe this proclamation. It is clear as water that she intends to make use of the tower's library and resources.

I can only think to advance toward becoming a High Lord Summoner while being wary of those that would discourage me by various means, and Jaiu is attempting the same. We have an agreement between us that whoever reaches that rank first will allow the other to use the tower. It is our master's legacy and has been our home for several years. We will not allow it to remain in the hands of one who does not truly appreciate it.

[She sighs.]

Both of us have found others who would take us in. Presently, Jaiu resides with a High Lord Summoner who is indifferent to anything but the pursuit of weaving spirit-augmented garments, an interest Jaiu herself shares in some small part. She has spoken to me of how he regularly spends days without speaking a single word to her, and stated she prefers this arrangement.

As for me, I am residing with another Lord High Summoner just as... eccentric. Lord High Summoner Naam is known for her... fancy of my own kind, the Kikin. Let me immediately say that she has offered amply sufficient reassurance that she will make no undue advances upon me, and indeed she has lived up to her word. Still, the situation leaves me somewhat uneasy, not for my own sake, but for the sake of what I have seen. All her servants are Kikin, and she is known to bed at least several. She has said that no coercion is involved and I believe she believes this. Indeed, she will refuse to bed any who feels any distress at being involved in the act and employs the aid of spirits to ascertain their feelings on the matter.

However, it is quite plain that she holds great power over those she sleeps with. And I find myself pondering the nature of power. Its influence on the relationships people hold with each other. How it informs and shapes, perhaps even deforms those relationships. I find myself thinking about certain concepts some... acquaintances have spoken of, about how there can be no true justice as long as power over others exists. There are many reasons said acquaintances are opposed by those vested in the current way of things. That is all I will say about said acquaintances. Indeed, perhaps I have said too much already.

I will instead ask you all: What do you think power is?

Rinley Yatskaya and The New Kid

[this is a series of still pictures, one after the other. Each one is captioned, in turn.]

[The first is a picture— a badly taken selfie of someone who could be anyone’s kid sibling. They wear a crown of woven strawberries over messy hair and covering their mouth to conceal their laughter. In the background, a young woman with black hair, wearing the colors of the dead— a black school uniform with red trim— carries a bag full of groceries, including a baguette. She is not in focus. “Look what I found in the new kid’s bag, lol”]

[Next is a still of a large crowd, clearly quite a bit taller than the camera. “LET A CAT THROUGH WOULDJA 😾”]

[then, a video. The black haired girl from before rockets up to the tin rooftops of the dockside shops, followed shortly by a young man with brown hair in a green vest. Both of them are holding baguettes. The black-haired girl holds hers easily in one hand, in a sword fighter’s stance. Chuubo— at least you can assume it’s Chuubo because the caption is “OMG CHUUBO!? O_O”— holds his like a baseball bat.]

[Chuubo seems to have been immediately debreaded. “The expected result”]

[This is a close up. A slightly troubled, yet peaceful expression on a pale young woman’s face. “Wow this camera is really good”]

[She is now looking at the camera. No, that light in her eyes is not a filter. “Uh-oh”]

[a second short video. Various shouts of “RINLEY” fill the air in various tones of exasperation, as the holder of the phone enacts every chase scene trope they can. A black blur approaches at speed, seemingly undeterred by such interference. “New kid’s chasing me gotta go, like comment subscribe—”]
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Video | Intro

[ There's a matcha green, underbite-y toddler staring at the other end of the device. She's wearing a loose-fitting cotton dress, her dark brown hair messily pulled back, and holds in her hand a half-eaten, baby-sized banana.

She puts the banana down on the goddamned floor and taps the device a bit before trying to put it in her mouth. It is too wide to go in her mouth.

As she babbles something that's comprehensible only to an exasperated parent, you get a glimpse of the area around her. Clearly the private study of some sort of eccentric millionaire obsessed with weird magic forbidden knowledge shit. There's like, specimens in jars and anatomical diagrams framed on the walls and everything. Plus walls and walls full of old-ass bookshelves. Not the kind of place that you'd expect a toddler to be in, but then-

Then she gets scooped up by a massive, bearded orc man who sighs, boops her nose, and places the device on a table before wiping the saliva off the screen with a handkerchief.]


Oof, I didn't anticipate this ending up here, but... um, hello! Sorry if I ought to have said something earlier, I've been away from home for a while and then I was so caught up with some research, and I suppose I didn't-

Harliss, Harley sweetie, no, I promise you that you do not want to eat this-

-erm, I just didn't expect there to be a... Whatever this is. In my study.

... this isn't another demon thing, is it.

[ There's a weak little laugh. ]

[video] Streaming test (CW: bloody video game violence)

1. Stream Introduction
[This video opens on a video game title screen, which has the letters "RED MURDER" that are dripping with virtual blood. In the bottom right is a cut-out of Nina holding a controller.]

Okay, testing, testing. Apparently BadgerNet offers livestreaming support so I'm trying it out. Took a lot of fiddling before I could get to do what I wanted it to do. See, it defaults to just broadcasting from the on-board camera but some options appeared out of nowhere that let me change it. I'm not gonna let spooky sentient social network stuff spoil my fun. Anyways, so now it's streaming my game window. I've also managed to get it to hook up text replies to this post so my chat display will show it. No voice or video, I won't see them until after the stream. Sorry not sorry, but I'm not gonna listen to your voices when I'm busy listening to the game.

Now that's the setup explained, and I'll start. Multiversal audience here I go! So this is one of my favorite games. As you can probably guess, it's got a lot of blood and carnage. What can I say, I'm a real gorehound, pun intended. Now, its rating technically puts it above my age category, but you can keep secrets, can't you? It's not as if it's illegal for me to play this, just not quite advised.

So the premise is you hunt down and kill people possessed by demons that turn them into frenzied killers. It's quite an controversial game with a troubled development history, but I won't discuss that in depth. It's also got some jank, but its creativity makes up for that. You get weapons like a lawnmower and my favorite one that's, well, you'll see.

I'll fire up the game now.

[The game title screen changes... jumping straight into a burning scenery with corpses everywhere.]

Hell of a first impression, isn't it?

2. Bork Bork Bork
[At some point during a slaughter taking pace in a warehouse with a forklift, Nina gets so excited running someone over that she begins yipping like a dog. She gets into the barking then pauses, her face mortified as she realizes what she just did.]

Uh, you didn't hear that, right? It totally didn't happen.

3. Absolute Favoritest Weapon
[Nina has this really wide grin as she pilots a remote-controlled whirling mess of blades, spikes, and ragged torn metal into a dense crowd of demon-possessed people. Blood and bits fly everywhere.]

Aw, yeaaaah! This is the best weapon!

4. Wildcard
[There're various moments throughout the game you could comment on.]
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[video]

[Momo sets the book up and waves. She's back in the kitchen, which still looks like the weird mix of time periods and foreign items that states "alternate fantasy world," and she's rolling pastry out into a pie pan.]

Hi! The community looks like it's back to stay, which means it needs content or it's gonna blow up again? Probably. I'm trying to study whether it's got anything like an algorithm and that's why it makes accidental posts sometimes or what. I mean, aside from just asking the people in charge, 'cause you never know for sure, right?

Which means it's time for Cooking with Momo-chan... 2! Last time, I was showing you all how I make mochi here, which takes a lot of adapting and, uh, took a lot of trial and error to get it to work right 'cause half the ingredients are different and they haven't invented the microwave. So this time, I'm gonna show some of the stuff we actually eat in Iden!

Which is, uh. A pie made out of peas. It sounds gross and looks weird, but stay with me.

this is not a miss piddlin reference )