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Who: Anders and Open
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Bishop, if desired
When: Thirty seconds after being shuffled onto the ship

[The feed turns on and it's clear Anders has barely just arrived on his new ship as there's still some confetti in his hair he has yet to brush off or pick out. He's clearly on the move, however, as the hallways of the Bishop move behind him on his way to the Med Lab.]

Right, I need to take some inventory: there was a greenhouse on the Iskaulit that held some medicinal herbs, if anyone knows, has it been maintained? [Maker knew if Hermione were still around, he'd really had yet to even check who was still around.] And, similarly, there was a smaller herb garden in the cargo bay of the Twin Roses, is that still there?

[He pauses as something occurs to him and he gives a wry smirk.] And, in my haste, I shouldn't be so rude, my apologies. I am Anders, a healer from Thedas. I imagine my store of potions from before is long gone, I intend to get started on more. If anyone has need of any potion in particular, please feel free to speak up, I'm more than willing to make whatever it might be.

[Assuming he knew how to make it or something like it, but his skill with herbalism wasn't something he took lightly.]
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[personal profile] collegedropout
Who: Sam and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Bloodsport, Iskaulit, maybe even the planet. (Let me know if you have a wildcard!)
When: A while after Katie's post. Yikes!! Information on alerting locals also answered here.
Note: (There's a subthread where people can have their characters list their dream, if they'd like, but of course it's just for funsies.)

... Hey everyone, this is Sam.

I feel like we should get to this as soon as possible, so here I go: there's something coming, some force that's going to endanger this planet and the people on it. We've all been having the dreams -- dreams of pretty nasty things, too, I'm betting; I've kept track of some that I've seen on the network, and if I know this fleet by now, I know it's not just coincidence we're here.

[He shifts, glancing toward Katie's sleeping form; he's been a bit of a concerned guard dog, really, and it's hard not to be worried. He'd known... she had a problem with honesty, and now his fears are verified -- honesty might very well be a death sentence. That said, she was in good hands, and she's stable, healed.

... Still good to watch out for her, just in case. He clears his throat]

For anyone who's been trying to contact her, or has sent messages... Katie's going to be alright; she really strained herself there, but she's resting now, and I'll be keeping an eye out for her, to make sure she's okay. As for her network post... I put complete faith in her and her abilities, when she says that the planet is terrified -- and that danger's coming. Hell, the dreams we've had are all warnings, and it makes sense that a planet with an aura like this would have some sort of... mental link, with the people near it or on it.


I had a dream, too.

I knew it wasn't... just some dream, because I've had premonitions before. Dreams that come true. And there's something about them that you can't just shake, so I imagine you guys felt the same, that these weren't just your ordinary nightmares. In mine, I saw a calm planet, and I knew... I knew it wasn't what it looked like, that the calmness was a lie. I could hear it, this awful sound from the planet... and then I stood in a forest, suddenly, and I saw... beings, crouched and hidden. Hunting me.

And that was just what I got. Our combined dreams, they don't paint a good picture.

[He rubs a hand over his mouth, those little unhappy frown between his brows.]

I've been talking to the locals, trying to warn them. Some of them have been skeptical, but, um, I think with some work and a lot of voices, we can get them to consider that something very real and very deadly might be approaching this world... Please, if you can, talk to them. Warn them in any way you can. Even if this awful thing doesn't happen during our time here, it may very well happen when we leave.

They're people of superstition and have a strong spiritual compass, so our odds might be good.

[A pause.]

It seems like the Marsiva, the Atroma, it... keeps sending us to worlds that need some kind of help. This is just another notch in the belt, you know? The terraformers, the sickness on the water planet, and situations like this... I don't know what they're planning, or why they're sending us to these worlds. You'll never convince me that makes them noble, no matter what their intentions, and as much as I hate dancing to their tune, the safety of these civilians is something I can't turn a blind eye to right now.

Please let me know if you can help spread the word. I'm going to make an attachment where we can note what our dreams had in them, so we all are on the same page. You can find it below. If you hear anything from the locals, let me know and I can pass it along or add it to our notes, or if you'd like, I can add your dream to the list myself.

I doubt we can evacuate a whole planet -- I doubt that would even protect them from total harm, if this danger is closer than we'd like by now -- but we can at least give them time to prepare themselves for a possible invasion, wherever it comes from. A fighting chance.

Captains of the fleet... Make sure you have something planned for emergency action, too.

I like to hope not, but... we could be right in the middle of something ugly. Last thing we need is another raid.

And again -- if anyone has not gotten one yet, I can install a GPS feature on your network device, so that if you need to send your coordinates immediately, you can press a button and it'll be broadcast. Even if you're not sure where you are. It's not foolproof, but if you get into trouble, it's a really useful way to get aid to you quickly.

[If you need to find Sam, he is sitting at his desk aboard the Bloodsport, shifting through his notes on prior planets, quietly scribbling down whatever new information he receives; you may also find him later in the day at The Space Bar aboard the Iskaulit, stopping for a drink after a day down on the planet, trying to spread the word, too. If you happen to run into him on the planet, this is just about what he's doing -- trying to spread the warning, and even sharing dream descriptions from other fleet members, if they're offered to him.]

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[personal profile] bythewaves
Who: Maglor and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Huntress
When: Now

[ The video flips on to Maglor carefully setting his communicator down. He waves at the camera. ]

This is for Vash.

[ He tells everyone cheerfully and then backs away, gesturing behind him, to where a vuvuzela sits calmly on a table. Nothing special to see here. He walks away, from the communicator, picks up the vuvuzela, and then the shappy mop of pink on the table, that turns out to be a wig. He straps that to the vuvuzela, comes back and picks up the communicator, and starts to walk ]

As requested, we are conducting an experiment, to see if the wig stays on.

[ He stops by the airlock, where there is a bit of fumbling around, and then the vuvuzela, complete with wig, is shown drifting off into space. The communicator stays on it until it's vanished into the distance. And then Maglor turns around, and you can hear him sigh.

The same vuvuzela, complete with wig, is lying on the floor behind him ]

And now we know.

[ CLICK. Yes. That's literally the entire reason for this post. Blame Vash. ]
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Who: Wrath
Broadcast: Text to the fleet
Action: On the Heron
When: now!


[Wrath's sleep hours aren't the most regular, though she has a definite routine that she keeps to. This is a break in that routine. Weird hour, still in her fluffy pink pajamas, she's sitting in the dining area with a cup of some godawful, bright pink concoction steaming in her hand. She also looks exhausted.

Not drinking it. Alternating between staring in the middle distance and sketching something on a small tablet.

Officer Snuggles is at her feet, and as much as a fox can look worried, he does.]


hey everyone so

what does it mean when you can remember a dream i never remember my dreams but i kind of had one i did

are dreams always weird and bad

and waking up feeling like you've been screaming is normal right cause that happens a lot but i never remembered why til now

do you dream about places you've never been or seen or stuff like that how does it work

thank you for your answers
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[personal profile] uprightness
Who: steve rogers & open
Broadcast: yes, for a change.
Action: aboard the starstruck, if you're so inclined.
When: current.

[ it seems to be a once-in-a-six-months-thing, Steve Rogers addressing the network like this. it's always when there's something official to say, business to attend to.

he doesn't seem too good at communicating anything else through these. at least he did away with the uniform. this post sees him in a simple black t-shirt and jeans.

and not all too cheerful, big surprise. ]

If you have any official business or need anything from the Starstruck, take it up with me for the time being. I know most of us stocked on things at the planet but if there's anything that you need, just send a word over, we'll see what we can do.

[ that's it for this subject. no, he doesn't want to explain why he's stepping up to the active role of a ship captain, thank you very much.

in fact, he almost looks awkward in light of the next matter: ]

I don't suppose anyone has any spare bags of sand? I could use a bit.

[ he doesn't explain that odd request, either. ]
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[personal profile] mrfancyhat
Who: Roses & Friends
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Twin Roses
When: August and... since it's late enough in the month, maybe September?

[We got an additional member and maybe some visitors!]
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Who: Vash the birthday boy
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Twin Roses
When: August 18th

[The crew of the Twin Roses may wonder why one of their captains has been sitting in the cargo area for the last day with a fire extinguisher nearby.

Unless they heard about what happened on the Three Twins last year. Then they might understand why.

Vash waited. Just in case. Ready.

His wait paid off! As suddenly there is a sponsor drop of 135 donut shaped balloons that all read in big, bright, and colourful letters HAPPY 135TH BIRTHDAY!

They gently float and bob happily around as they attempt to escape onto the rest of the ship.]

Oh NO you don't! [This is of course when Vash communicator decides to turn itself on. Silly malfunctioning thing! It shows nothing but a sea of balloons and the occasional POP! as Vash uses the knife hidden in his boot to pop them all one by one.

Hopefully no one opens the cargo bay door to unleash the sea into the rest of the ship!

Also in the crate is a "gift" 135 small packages of colourful sand art kits. Because what man who spent over 130 years on a desert would want more then brightly coloured sand?]

Anyone want some free dirt? [Will be the offer he makes after the balloons were all destroyed and the evidence tossed.]
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Who: Wolfwood and you!
Broadcast: none
Action: Getting used to space, still on the Marsiva, and later on the Huntress.
When: 8/11 and until the shuffle, and then on the Huntress 8/12
First )
Later )
And on the Huntress )
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[personal profile] starless_sky

Who: Everyone
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Kayanni System, the city
When: NOW

There is a wedding on the planet. You may know this because you were invited to this wedding by this little guy and it's a lovely ceremony! You can watch the couple get married, wether you know them or not, the whole fleet was invited.Even if they don't know you either. 

Noctis was in all black and he was beside himself, the time had finally come and after seeing his beautiful bride he couldn't look away. The music was soft yet appropriate. Luna was beaming, holding onto Shiro's arm down the aisle until they were together and holding hands. The vows went on as if in another room. Noctis couldn't quite focus on them, he was fighting getting sucked into Luna's orbit and just kissing her prematurely. Distantly he heard his cue to repeat after the offician and he recited his vows word for word. Umbra had their rings ready for them. When he put Luna's on her finger he felt a tear spill down his cheek. He couldn't stop smiling. The officiant led Luna then and Noctis hung on every word. Her voice was melodic and soft. Then he had a ring on his finger and he felt himself crying again. He just looked at her, he officiant left them through the end, announcing it was over, they were married.

Noctis didn't wait for any cue, he pulled Luna in close and dipped her as they kissed.

They were laughing and crying and holding each other tight. They were in their own world for the time being. But the RECEPTION starts now. And that's what everyone really came for. There's alcohol, food in a buffet, and cake
 . Those of you at the cake tasting with them may notice the flavor you recommended is available as a donut! All of the suggested flavors are availalble, it was hard to decide who didn't get their favorite and what ONE flavor to make an entire cake out of. It didn't sit well with either of them. 

Also sparklers
  There is a table with a few gifts on it, but it contains a large display of long sparklers with matches and a bucket of water saying "Please light up our night!" 

SO Have at the reception everybody!

There is a: Dance floor with music booming, a buffet with delicious food and CAKE, There is BOOZE of all types and it's just flowing with no signs of stopping, and sparklers! Also dancing with the bride..... or getting a photo with the couple!



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[personal profile] collegedropout
Who: Sam Winchester and you.
Broadcast: Video.
Action: N/A (unless you wanna stop by and visit him!)
When: Now-ish.

Alright, well — hey, everyone. Just a few things, most of it kind of important to get out there ahead of time. First thing's first... Captain Nami's currently MIA; I'm guessing something Atroma-related. She's not anywhere on the ship, but her name's on the roster still. Until she's back, I'll take over reigns on the Bloodsport temporarily, so if anyone has anything they need to talk about regarding the ship, just let me know.

... I'll also be sure to help keep The Space Bar functioning, if any extra help is actually needed. Fenris, you think you can keep things going alright there as her second in command? Just let me know, I'll be more than happy to do a little more work outside of bar-tending.

[He's... worried. Really worried, as he usually is when his friends just disappear or fall into comas. The comas are a lot easier, actually — seeing where people are, even if they're not awake. Katie had also... Focus, Sam. Work first, worrying way later. It'd do no good to get distracted yet.]

Since Allen's left, I'm also gonna be taking over the blood drive for him. What he did was extremely important, and that blood can go towards important transfusions in case of emergency; it doesn't exactly happen too often, but I've been in plenty situations in my life where any little contribution means life instead of death.

If you're interested in giving blood, please let me know and I'll get you in on the screening process. Per the old guidelines, you have to be over the age of 16 and fill out the form attached to the video. Any supernatural or magical being who has a hard time around blood: restraint is a necessity.

The blood drive'll be on the Bloodsport. Which I guess is... actually kind of fitting.

I don't exactly have snacks to offer yet, but if anyone would like to make some, I'd be more than happy to pay you.

[Phew, that's not even the end of it. He flips gracefully through a few loose leaf papers.]

Also — before Kirito left the fleet, um. He and I worked on a GPS function for the network devices, so that you can send out your coordinates. It's an easily accessible function that can show exact locations on planets or in space, in case you want to meet up with someone or — more importantly — if you end up lost or injured and need assistance.

It's not perfect, but it helps increase your chances of getting out of a messy situation and saves time in day-to-day traveling planet-side. It does need to be manually placed on your communicators, though, so please let me know if you're interested and stop by the Bloodsport when you've got a chance.

... And give it up for Kirito; this thing wouldn't be half as functional without his half of the work.

[He clears his throat.]

Man. Lot of people missing or left, huh? How about something else? Say one good thing about yourself. Maybe... something you're good at, or a feature you like. Maybe a hobby you're good at?

I try to practice it myself; reminding myself of things I like about me. So... Lay it on me.

(OOC: Blood drive is handwaved! You can also handwave Sam putting the network GPS on your communicator, but comment here so I know who he's been adding the code to if you can. So much to do, so little time, lmfao.)
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[personal profile] mrfancyhat
Who: Chuuya Nakahara
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Twin Roses
When: August 6

[Here is a little redhead, glass of wine in hand, who appears to be right-side up, yet in the background everything appears to be… upside down? The kitchen is upside down, apparently.]

Question for all of you. It’s been brought to my attention numerous times that some of you don’t come from a world where people have fancy kinds of powers.

For those of you who do, what kind of powers have you experienced? How do yours work? I’ve heard some say theirs are elemental based, while others are based on magic.

For those of you who don’t, have you ever wondered what having special powers is like? There has to be something more interesting than, say, if you were invisible, you'd spy on someone.

[And then he cuts the feed.]
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[personal profile] goldenglasses
Who: Vash and you
Broadcast: The type you regret in the morning!
Action: On the planet, Twin Roses, or The Space Bar
When: Backdated to July 21st

[When the fleet first arrives to the planet Vash for once doesn't look overly excited by finally reaching a populated area. Usually he's so excited to meet the locals and take in the sights. Those who spend a lot of time with Vash regularly may have noticed that his smile doesn't seem to reach as far or seem as genuine over the last few days.

It drops completely when the twinkling lights of the city come into view. It should be breath taking and beautiful, but they had to show up to a large city on that anniversary. Those who sampled the chocolate donut with sprinkles during Vash's calibration room may know that this is the anniversary of Lost July. The day Vash destroyed a city of millions.

Going to one of the food courts in a busy shopping center was a mistake. He thought being around a lot of people would help ease the nightmares of the destroyed city and the terrible silence that followed the destruction, but no, it only made it worse. Which may explain why Vash is sitting with an untouched hamburger in front of him as he grips his right arm tightly. He's not making a scene, but his eyes are starting to fill with tears and his mind has gone for a wander. He probably won't notice if someone walked up close to him right away.

As he is having literal nightmares at night. Luckily he doesn't wake up screaming, but the crew of the Twin Roses with good hearing may pick up that he has been waking up at different points at night with a loud gasp or shouts of STOP! or NO! in his room. He can only do so much to try to hide the tired eyes he has during the day. Or maybe Vash has accidentally fallen asleep in a common area and has suddenly sat bolt upright once someone walks into the room with him.

To try to distract his mind Vash will try to take up extra shifts at The Space Bar. Or if he's really not wanted in the kitchen he'll hang out and have a few drinks. He'll also take his drinking home to the Twin Roses as he feels like the drinking helps him sleep. To his credit he never drinks to the point of being obnoxious, but it will likely be noticeable he's drinking a bit more. Stupid rapid healing making it hard to stay buzzed.

Or at least most of the time he doesn't get completely drunk. There is the one time he drinks a bit too much and opens his communicator.]

Hey. [A long pause.] Do you ever think about big events that happened back on your planet. Maybe it was world changing or- or maybe it just changed your world--

[He trails off for a moment. What was he talking about?] And think about how none of the places we visit have ever heard of it. Life, it just goes on. I suppose that's a good thing...

[He's not drunk. You're drunk.]
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[personal profile] goldenglasses
Who: Vash and hungry donut lovers
Broadcast: Yes
Action: In the kitchen of the Marsiva
When: Morning of June 24th

Hey guys! I've gotten myself some extra donuts from our lovely new hosts. [It's up to you to decided if he's being sarcastic or not about that statement. It can be hard to tell the difference.] And they look delicious! [He moves the camera down to pan across the delicious treats.] And trust me they taste even better than they look! Come share one with me if you want!

[Perhaps if he was consciously aware of the donut shop his calibration self owned he may not be making this offer. Luckily for fellow donut lovers he doesn't so he's willing to share at the moment.]
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[You know that giant screen beside the mysterious counter? It turns out that it's not just there to watch cartoons on. A couple days after that ominous broadcast, an old jingle rings from the speakers... and the screen beams to life.

Veteran passengers may remember the blonde-haired, blue-eyed Diamond. But today the special guest is someone different: a woman perhaps in her twenties, with perfect red curls and eyes of a near-glowing shade of aquamarine. She smiles with blood-painted lips.]

Good morning, dear passengers. [Her voice is the very definition of svelte.] I apologize for any inconvenience you’ve experienced in the past few days. We’ve been having some… technical difficulties, so we’ve gathered you all together while we iron those out.

[She draws her nails along the desk in front of her. Click, click, click.]

Please, please make yourself comfortable-- and do let us know if you need anything.

[She isn’t alone. Another appears - a figure in a suit, hair cut short and eyes harboring the same near-glow as the redheaded lady she moves to stand beside. There’s a smile playing at the edge of her own purple-painted lips as she casually drapes an arm over her co-host’s shoulders, though her attention is clearly on the camera -- the viewers. The cameras are rolling and the show must go on, after all.]

We hope your stay here is a restful one. You deserve a break after all the hard work you’ve done this season, don’t you agree? And of course, we’re more than glad to help with that. So please, make yourselves right at home.

[And there’s a suave, charming wink for the camera~]

[ooc: The new hosts will be taking a few questions. Feel free to say something! Also be sure to check out the plot update!]
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[It’s been nice and peaceful for a few days, hasn’t it? Everyone in their little cages with their creature comforts, learning all about each other through the strange rooms that have opened up at night… It’s been a wonderful experience, wouldn’t you agree? For some, that blood-curdling scream from the first day has not been forgotten.

A few days into calibrations, the main screen that has been conspicuously silent (aside from passenger use) flickers to life. Anything already playing on the screen is overwritten by a video feed of plain metallic walls not unlike those housing the Passengers. It’s difficult to tell what is going on offscreen. Shadows are uncertain, dancing everywhere; nothing can be gleaned from the shapes no matter how much they are analyzed.

The audio, however, is loud and clear.]

—can’t do this to us, [a woman pleads, her usual saccharine tone absolutely dripping with fear. Some may recognize the voice as belonging to Diamond.] You can’t! We followed orders exactly. It was in the terms! I don’t underst… oh no. No, no, please no don’t do this no no NO NO NO!

[Her voice increases in pitch and tremor until it’s drowned out in a garbled shriek of pain. The shadows dancing on the wall grow frantic and violent. The show is accompanied by sounds of heavy things slamming and the unmistakable whirring of a drill.]


[The woman’s shrieking cuts off immediately. In the newfound silence, something else drags itself weakly across the floor, getting closer and closer to the camera. SLAM. Until that stops, too.

A man’s voice comes through this time, thready and weak like a dying heartbeat. It's Beau, though he hasn't been heard by Passengers for quite some time.]

A-and now… you come for me. [The speaker makes a choked sound like a laugh or a sob.] All we ever did... was try to... make you happy.

[The whir of the drill begins again, but the feed ends.]
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    [ Not long after the shuffle, there's a ripple of static over the network - loud, sudden, and seemingly with no origin. It's puzzling, but there's no indication that it's going to happen again...

    Until a minute later. Another surge of static comes in over the speakers, and then a voice - one some may find familiar, though not necessarily welcome, after all of this time... It's Diamond. Long time no speak, hmm?

    Clearly, not all is well. She sounds very far away, for one. For another, she sounds... skeptical, almost alarmed. There may actually be real concern in her voice. ]

    Again? Twice in one c--

    [ Her sentence is cut short with a strangled gasp, followed by a moment of silence. What follows may be the sound of metal dragged across metal, but it's hard to place. When she speaks again, it's uncharacteristically monotonous. ]

    ... Bring them in.

    [ A blip of lost time passes right after those words, before every passenger mysteriously wakes alone in their own unfamiliar room. The style of decor resembles that of the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck, if any passengers should remember what that's like. It sounds and smells the same as the host ship as well, all clean and chrome, but this set of rooms has only been used once, and for the very same purpose that befalls the fleet contestants now.

    As for their hosts, there is no immediate sign of them, though some may recall a series of hideous, half-electronic screams before their memories begin to blur upon arrival...

    Welcome back to the Marsiva, dear passengers. It's time for round two of calibrations. ]

    [ This mingle will cover all non-calibration room interactions. Please continue to come back to it for the duration of the plot! You are, of course, free to post any other mingles/posts/etc. that you'd like. ]
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    [The video is fumbled on as Tyrion Lannister is staring out the front of the First Breath, abject horror touching his face.]

    By the Seven ... by the fucking Seven! What is that - what is that -

    [He looks at his video, fumbling with it, to point it towards the Marvisa.]

    There's some sort of .... terrifyingly large gun coming out of the ship and it's - Ah.

    AH SHIT!

    [He slapped on the communicator, flipping the ship to the encrypted frequency.]

    This is a warning! Repeat, this is a warning! You are in grave danger! You must leave immediately - I repeat! Grave danger! The giant gun is pointed Right At You and you have to get out of there NOW -

    [The gun goes off with a giant flicker of light into the nothing, and Tyrion sucks in a harsh breath.]

    ... oh no.
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    Who: Anyone taking part in the heist
    Broadcast: N/A
    Action: Orfwyn Dreadhorse’s personal underground complex
    When: May 12th - 13th

    The party goes on well into the night with no sign of slowing. It’s very late into the night before there’s a good opening to slip away without notice. But eventually the opportunity finally comes, and hopefully before you’ve had too many visits to the open bar.

    But for anyone who came to the party with the intention to take part in the heist, it’s time to get down to business.


    This is the mingle for the heist! If you have any questions, head over to the OOC post.

    If you're looking just to dance, the ball can be found here!

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