[The feed clicks on, and there's nothing but soft breathing for a long moment, before John speaks slowly, painfully.]
...the blame for this event falls solely upon my shoulders. Miss Rei, for all of her involvement, was only following my instruction.
I- I'm sorry. I know that my words don't mean much now, but I'm sorry.
[His voice breaks. He tries to take a deep breath.]
I really thought... I was just trying to help. I thought that if I could... calm the Animus from their frenzy, help them remember themselves, then they'd be less inclined to torment us. Aelia- told me that they would work with us, if Ekpyrosis was calmed. And I was wrong- I know that now, and I'm sorry.
[A soft, shuddering breath. When he speaks again, his voice is more resolute, hard.]
I have no choice but to resign from any position that I had which was affiliated with the Protection Squad, and I fully offer myself up to be imprisoned for however long the authorities see fit. My actions were independent of my positions, and blame for this should fall upon my shoulders, and not on the integrity of the protection squad, whose admirable actions saved many people during this past weekend.
...thank you.
[The feed shuts off.]
[[ooc: as the event is now over, Nat makes his apologies from his room. He's not leaving his house for awhile. ;w; Also I am now off my hiatus!]]
...the blame for this event falls solely upon my shoulders. Miss Rei, for all of her involvement, was only following my instruction.
I- I'm sorry. I know that my words don't mean much now, but I'm sorry.
[His voice breaks. He tries to take a deep breath.]
I really thought... I was just trying to help. I thought that if I could... calm the Animus from their frenzy, help them remember themselves, then they'd be less inclined to torment us. Aelia- told me that they would work with us, if Ekpyrosis was calmed. And I was wrong- I know that now, and I'm sorry.
[A soft, shuddering breath. When he speaks again, his voice is more resolute, hard.]
I have no choice but to resign from any position that I had which was affiliated with the Protection Squad, and I fully offer myself up to be imprisoned for however long the authorities see fit. My actions were independent of my positions, and blame for this should fall upon my shoulders, and not on the integrity of the protection squad, whose admirable actions saved many people during this past weekend.
...thank you.
[The feed shuts off.]
[[ooc: as the event is now over, Nat makes his apologies from his room. He's not leaving his house for awhile. ;w; Also I am now off my hiatus!]]
[The feed clicks on to show Nat in his study- but unlike his public addresses, he's not sitting calmly at his desk, or even looking at the camera. Instead, he has his back to the device, reaching up to get a book from his top shelf.
His study is nothing short of painfully organized chaos. Stacks of books and loose papers seem to reach the ceiling. His walls are covered with chalk marks, very few of which are English. He has Japanese characters, foreign words, and even a hieroglyph or two- and of course, lots and lots of Latin interspersed, with dark, angry lines connecting words together or crossing sentences out entirely.
It looks very much like he's lost it, especially as he opens the book he'd just gotten, turning slightly so his face is profile to the camera. He hasn't slept in days, his hair is messy from the times he's ran his fingers through it, his shirt is untucked, tie loosened.
With a negative mutter, Nathaniel snaps the book shut and turns to cross out another line of foreign writing, letting the book drop to the floor by his feet in frustration.
He continues working tirelessly, unaware that he'd being recorded, until the feed shuts off.]
[[ooc: SOOOO to anyone who can speak a foreign language, the words he has written are all regarding names- names of deities in that language's culture mostly, but also little scrawls on statistics and probabilities and things relating to alternate worlds, dimension hopping, and Other Places.
I am JUST returning from being internetless as well, so all of Nat's, Rome's, and Regulus' tags will be done shortly <3 <3]]
His study is nothing short of painfully organized chaos. Stacks of books and loose papers seem to reach the ceiling. His walls are covered with chalk marks, very few of which are English. He has Japanese characters, foreign words, and even a hieroglyph or two- and of course, lots and lots of Latin interspersed, with dark, angry lines connecting words together or crossing sentences out entirely.
It looks very much like he's lost it, especially as he opens the book he'd just gotten, turning slightly so his face is profile to the camera. He hasn't slept in days, his hair is messy from the times he's ran his fingers through it, his shirt is untucked, tie loosened.
With a negative mutter, Nathaniel snaps the book shut and turns to cross out another line of foreign writing, letting the book drop to the floor by his feet in frustration.
He continues working tirelessly, unaware that he'd being recorded, until the feed shuts off.]
[[ooc: SOOOO to anyone who can speak a foreign language, the words he has written are all regarding names- names of deities in that language's culture mostly, but also little scrawls on statistics and probabilities and things relating to alternate worlds, dimension hopping, and Other Places.
I am JUST returning from being internetless as well, so all of Nat's, Rome's, and Regulus' tags will be done shortly <3 <3]]
[The video button is hit and Nat smiles at the PCD, sitting at his desk, surrounded by stacks and stacks of books and papers- an organized chaos.]
The victor of our last poll was none other than mister Alphonse Elric.
[He smiles.]
Congratulations, mister Elric on your new position as ombudsman. I look forward to working with you. [Nathaniel glances through his papers for a moment, before looking up toward the camera again.]
There's been quite a few new people. I'd like to welcome all of you- my name is John Mandrake, and I serve as the secretary for our Protection Squad. If you have any questions or concerns, I'd be honored to address them.
[He nods once and turns off the feed.]
[Private to Alphonse Elric || Unhackable || Text]
I'd like to talk to you about a few key points that we didn't discuss when you were simply filling in for Roy Mustang
[Private to Hino Rei || Unhackable || Text]
I'm doing the summoning tonight. If anything happens to me, please work with Alphonse and maintain calm.
The victor of our last poll was none other than mister Alphonse Elric.
[He smiles.]
Congratulations, mister Elric on your new position as ombudsman. I look forward to working with you. [Nathaniel glances through his papers for a moment, before looking up toward the camera again.]
There's been quite a few new people. I'd like to welcome all of you- my name is John Mandrake, and I serve as the secretary for our Protection Squad. If you have any questions or concerns, I'd be honored to address them.
[He nods once and turns off the feed.]
[Private to Alphonse Elric || Unhackable || Text]
I'd like to talk to you about a few key points that we didn't discuss when you were simply filling in for Roy Mustang
[Private to Hino Rei || Unhackable || Text]
I'm doing the summoning tonight. If anything happens to me, please work with Alphonse and maintain calm.
Eleventh Summoning || Justice to be done
Dec. 10th, 2011 08:38 pm[Text || Forward dated to Monday 12/12]
Hitsugaya Toshirou, Alphonse Elric, and Ukitake Jyuushirou have all volunteered to be Adstringendum's new ombudsman. As this position acts as a representative of the people, I believe that the ombudsman should be chosen by the people. For this reason, I have started a poll. Please vote for the canditate you believe will best represent Adstringendum.
[Poll #1802178]
I will publish the results in three days, on Thursday the 15th.
[Text || Backdated to 12/09 || Private to Hino Rei || Sent from Bartimaeus' PCD]
Are you available right now?
[[ooc: since I don't want to spam the network, have two separate posts in one! The first is the poll to elect Adstring's new ombudsman. Remember, all votes are strictly IC! You can vote with multiple characters because ICly, everyone in Ads gets a vote. Because I forward dated this post, you get an extra two days!
EDIT: FOR ALL YOU TROLLS/NONCONFORMISTS OUT THERE, anonymous write-ins are allowed! Since I'm a derp and didn't include an 'other' option, just comment to this post (with 'anonymous' in the header or something if you like) and your votes will be taken into account. <3]]
Hitsugaya Toshirou, Alphonse Elric, and Ukitake Jyuushirou have all volunteered to be Adstringendum's new ombudsman. As this position acts as a representative of the people, I believe that the ombudsman should be chosen by the people. For this reason, I have started a poll. Please vote for the canditate you believe will best represent Adstringendum.
[Poll #1802178]
I will publish the results in three days, on Thursday the 15th.
[Text || Backdated to 12/09 || Private to Hino Rei || Sent from Bartimaeus' PCD]
Are you available right now?
[[ooc: since I don't want to spam the network, have two separate posts in one! The first is the poll to elect Adstring's new ombudsman. Remember, all votes are strictly IC! You can vote with multiple characters because ICly, everyone in Ads gets a vote. Because I forward dated this post, you get an extra two days!
EDIT: FOR ALL YOU TROLLS/NONCONFORMISTS OUT THERE, anonymous write-ins are allowed! Since I'm a derp and didn't include an 'other' option, just comment to this post (with 'anonymous' in the header or something if you like) and your votes will be taken into account. <3]]
[The feed starts with Nathaniel sitting at his desk, contemplatively glancing toward a few papers- notes- as he considers his words carefully, before looking up, directly into the screen and beginning to speak.]
Shortly before his departure from Adstringendum, Colonel Roy Mustang resigned from his position of Ombudsman. As this was in the height of our last event, I decided to postpone the reelection until after the panic died down a little. Having kept up with the work, I can assure any potential applicants that the workload will not be overwhelming, and I would be pleased to assist in any way I can.
It should be volunteer basis only, and the next Ombudsperson should be elected from the pool of potential volunteers. I will warn everyone who applies- it is a demanding position. However, you will get the satisfaction of helping the community decisions, as well as the opportunity to listen to many different viewpoints. I would highly encourage anyone with an interest in peace and organization to apply. You may respond to this post with any signs of interest.
[A deep breath, and Nathaniel steeples his fingers.]
Furthermore, there are a few more things regarding this 'Police Force' that I would like to address. Firstly is the name itself- I believe that it detracts from our overall goal and gives a bad impression. We are not intent on policing the people at this time, we are only concerned with protecting them. While we do intend to lock up dangerous civilians, it is only out of concern for others; and in a case where the people are altered by an event, only for the duration of the event.
We are not here to control your lives; we are here to help you live them safely. For this reason, I suggest we change the name of our organization to the 'Protection Squad'. Any further suggestions will be welcome.
[Nathaniel pauses one final time, considering his next words very carefully.]
...there have been... concerns brought to me about my level of involvement in this Protection Squad. Some believe that my assuming Jean Louis' secretary position, as well as Cabal's research division and temporarily doing the Ombudsperson's tasks, that I have been attempting to... take everything over. [He swallows hard, but forces himself to keep eye contact with the camera.] I assure you all that this is not the case. My only concerns have been with upholding the integrity of our Protection Squad- keeping it organized, keeping it running smoothly. While I... realize that my work-oriented nature does not attain me much social approval, I would like to reiterate that I will answer any and all questions and concerns.
Additionally, I would like to remind everyone that positions in the protection squad are open and on a volunteer basis- I do the amount of work that I do for lack of assistants or other volunteers. Our research positions are desperately in need of people, as well as our communications, planning, and the patrols themselves.
[Nathaniel takes another deep breath.]
Thank you.
[And the feed is cut.]
[Text file || Updated as volunteers apply]
Please consider the following volunteers for the role of Ombudsperson:
Alphonse Elric
Hitsugaya Toushirou
Shortly before his departure from Adstringendum, Colonel Roy Mustang resigned from his position of Ombudsman. As this was in the height of our last event, I decided to postpone the reelection until after the panic died down a little. Having kept up with the work, I can assure any potential applicants that the workload will not be overwhelming, and I would be pleased to assist in any way I can.
It should be volunteer basis only, and the next Ombudsperson should be elected from the pool of potential volunteers. I will warn everyone who applies- it is a demanding position. However, you will get the satisfaction of helping the community decisions, as well as the opportunity to listen to many different viewpoints. I would highly encourage anyone with an interest in peace and organization to apply. You may respond to this post with any signs of interest.
[A deep breath, and Nathaniel steeples his fingers.]
Furthermore, there are a few more things regarding this 'Police Force' that I would like to address. Firstly is the name itself- I believe that it detracts from our overall goal and gives a bad impression. We are not intent on policing the people at this time, we are only concerned with protecting them. While we do intend to lock up dangerous civilians, it is only out of concern for others; and in a case where the people are altered by an event, only for the duration of the event.
We are not here to control your lives; we are here to help you live them safely. For this reason, I suggest we change the name of our organization to the 'Protection Squad'. Any further suggestions will be welcome.
[Nathaniel pauses one final time, considering his next words very carefully.]
...there have been... concerns brought to me about my level of involvement in this Protection Squad. Some believe that my assuming Jean Louis' secretary position, as well as Cabal's research division and temporarily doing the Ombudsperson's tasks, that I have been attempting to... take everything over. [He swallows hard, but forces himself to keep eye contact with the camera.] I assure you all that this is not the case. My only concerns have been with upholding the integrity of our Protection Squad- keeping it organized, keeping it running smoothly. While I... realize that my work-oriented nature does not attain me much social approval, I would like to reiterate that I will answer any and all questions and concerns.
Additionally, I would like to remind everyone that positions in the protection squad are open and on a volunteer basis- I do the amount of work that I do for lack of assistants or other volunteers. Our research positions are desperately in need of people, as well as our communications, planning, and the patrols themselves.
[Nathaniel takes another deep breath.]
Thank you.
[And the feed is cut.]
[Text file || Updated as volunteers apply]
Please consider the following volunteers for the role of Ombudsperson:
Alphonse Elric
Hitsugaya Toushirou
Everyone, please remain calm. If you require counseling, I will attempt to locate someone appropriate to speak with you. Please consider the fact that this is all just an event.
If anyone is willing to try and help others through counseling, please let me know so that I can try to organize some system of people helping one another through it. Thank you.
[Private to Police Force Members (except Roy) and Bartimaeus || Unhackable]
Roy has decided to resign from his position as Ombudsman. However, I do not think we should go public with this quite yet. We need to reelect someone new, and with the confusion of this event, I don't think now is an appropriate time.
I will take up Roy's responsibilities as well as Jean Louis' and my own.
Johannes Cabal has also disappeared from the network. As the only other researcher currently aimed toward our goals, I will double my efforts to make up for his loss.
As for our current actions, I will again request that everyone remain calm. Please allow others to come to you in a time of need. We are the people that others look toward for support and stability- we must be strong.
[Offline]
[Right now, the less he sleeps, the better. Nathaniel is currently huddled up in his room, posting texts to the network with the blankets over his head. This is unprofessional. He has to get over this and deal with it- but the seed had been planted in his head. The doubt. The doubt was the worst of it. The very likely event that he had snapped- that none of this was real. That none of anything was real.
Even with as little he normally eats and sleeps, he- hasn't. Not since he'd woken up. And as much as he rationalizes to himself and appears calm and controlled to the people, he can't help but wonder if it's all in vain- if Adstringendum really is a byproduct of his own mind, then why is he bothering?]
[[ooc: Nat's evented!Dream. Also my internet access is very shaky so I may be pretty slow. :( I'll do my best though! <3]]
If anyone is willing to try and help others through counseling, please let me know so that I can try to organize some system of people helping one another through it. Thank you.
[Private to Police Force Members (except Roy) and Bartimaeus || Unhackable]
Roy has decided to resign from his position as Ombudsman. However, I do not think we should go public with this quite yet. We need to reelect someone new, and with the confusion of this event, I don't think now is an appropriate time.
I will take up Roy's responsibilities as well as Jean Louis' and my own.
Johannes Cabal has also disappeared from the network. As the only other researcher currently aimed toward our goals, I will double my efforts to make up for his loss.
As for our current actions, I will again request that everyone remain calm. Please allow others to come to you in a time of need. We are the people that others look toward for support and stability- we must be strong.
[Offline]
[Right now, the less he sleeps, the better. Nathaniel is currently huddled up in his room, posting texts to the network with the blankets over his head. This is unprofessional. He has to get over this and deal with it- but the seed had been planted in his head. The doubt. The doubt was the worst of it. The very likely event that he had snapped- that none of this was real. That none of anything was real.
Even with as little he normally eats and sleeps, he- hasn't. Not since he'd woken up. And as much as he rationalizes to himself and appears calm and controlled to the people, he can't help but wonder if it's all in vain- if Adstringendum really is a byproduct of his own mind, then why is he bothering?]
[[ooc: Nat's evented!Dream. Also my internet access is very shaky so I may be pretty slow. :( I'll do my best though! <3]]
-right.
[There's a small pause, and Nathaniel takes a deep breath, before starting to speak.]
As you all know, there is a festivity of sorts, held on Friday. For preparation, I am willing to teach a class on the basics of dance Thursday evening. Though I am not a certified instructor in the matter, I have attended several galas which required such... things, and I have had instruction on- dance. [God, it sounds so girly when he says it like that. But with friends like Makepeace, he knows the basics, which is far more than you barbaric lot.]
I will also be attending the prom of sorts if anyone wishes to speak to me face to face- on any matter. Thank you.
[Private to Hino Rei || Unhackable]
[There's a long pause, as if he's not sure if he really wants to say this- but he goes with it anyway, taking a deep breath.]
...I have located another spirit that I believe to be residing in Adstringendum. Something a bit more powerful than Faisal. If... if you like, [a deep breath] you can watch the summoning.
[He lets out a soft sound, like he's nervous, maybe.] Um- not that I think it would be particularly entertaining, but you seemed... curious about that sort of thing. It would be easier than trying to explain everything.
[There's a small pause, and Nathaniel takes a deep breath, before starting to speak.]
As you all know, there is a festivity of sorts, held on Friday. For preparation, I am willing to teach a class on the basics of dance Thursday evening. Though I am not a certified instructor in the matter, I have attended several galas which required such... things, and I have had instruction on- dance. [God, it sounds so girly when he says it like that. But with friends like Makepeace, he knows the basics, which is far more than you barbaric lot.]
I will also be attending the prom of sorts if anyone wishes to speak to me face to face- on any matter. Thank you.
[Private to Hino Rei || Unhackable]
[There's a long pause, as if he's not sure if he really wants to say this- but he goes with it anyway, taking a deep breath.]
...I have located another spirit that I believe to be residing in Adstringendum. Something a bit more powerful than Faisal. If... if you like, [a deep breath] you can watch the summoning.
[He lets out a soft sound, like he's nervous, maybe.] Um- not that I think it would be particularly entertaining, but you seemed... curious about that sort of thing. It would be easier than trying to explain everything.
Things have been progressing well. However, Adstringendum, I would like to ask your opinion on a conflict of ethics.
If someone who would not normally kill, kills or does something equally criminal someone else during an event... what do you think should be the resulting disciplinary action, if any?
Additionally, I'd like to open up another division of sorts in our growing alliance with one another. Its main focus will be on research, and it would be centered around looking into the Animus, finding new and innovative ways to deal with the lifestyle here, and attempting to get to the root of events as quickly as possible. I realize that many people are doing this already, but I believe that we would be able to accomplish so much more if we worked together and shared our knowledge.
If you are interested, please respond here and I can see about trying to help you get the equipment you need. Thank you.
-John Mandrake
[Private || Unhackable to Hino Rei]
I assume you've seen the announcement. After making some inquiries and researching the subject, I've learned that a 'prom' is a type of formal dance typically attended by teenagers toward the end of their primary education.
I did not attend any sort of 'high school', but I'm informed that I would still be welcomed at this gala.
I was wondering if you would like to go with me.
If someone who would not normally kill, kills or does something equally criminal someone else during an event... what do you think should be the resulting disciplinary action, if any?
Additionally, I'd like to open up another division of sorts in our growing alliance with one another. Its main focus will be on research, and it would be centered around looking into the Animus, finding new and innovative ways to deal with the lifestyle here, and attempting to get to the root of events as quickly as possible. I realize that many people are doing this already, but I believe that we would be able to accomplish so much more if we worked together and shared our knowledge.
If you are interested, please respond here and I can see about trying to help you get the equipment you need. Thank you.
-John Mandrake
[Private || Unhackable to Hino Rei]
I assume you've seen the announcement. After making some inquiries and researching the subject, I've learned that a 'prom' is a type of formal dance typically attended by teenagers toward the end of their primary education.
I did not attend any sort of 'high school', but I'm informed that I would still be welcomed at this gala.
I was wondering if you would like to go with me.
Sixth summoning [Voice] - Family Lost
Oct. 22nd, 2011 03:53 pm[The PCD turns on to silence at first, before Nathaniel speaks, his voice soft, calm.]
Jean Louis and Mireille have returned home. My condolences to anyone who were friends with them.
[A moment of silence.]
I'd like to reassure everyone, however, that this will not impede any progress. We are more than capable of rising above such dark times, even without their guiding hands- I have utter faith in that.
[Another pause- as if he wants to say anything else- but he switches the PCD off.]
[Text || Private to the Police Force Filter]
I am willing to take Jean Louis' responsibilities in addition to my own. If anyone has questions or concerns, please refer back to me.
Beka Cooper is also missing, but I have retrieved some of the maps she managed to make. We will have to reorganize a little to allow for her absence.
We cannot let these disappearances weaken us, no matter how they may hurt.
...I'm sorry.
[[ooc: I AM STILL TAGGING NAT'S OTHER POST fjdkls I'm sorry, I just had to make a goodbye post from him. :( ]]
Jean Louis and Mireille have returned home. My condolences to anyone who were friends with them.
[A moment of silence.]
I'd like to reassure everyone, however, that this will not impede any progress. We are more than capable of rising above such dark times, even without their guiding hands- I have utter faith in that.
[Another pause- as if he wants to say anything else- but he switches the PCD off.]
[Text || Private to the Police Force Filter]
I am willing to take Jean Louis' responsibilities in addition to my own. If anyone has questions or concerns, please refer back to me.
Beka Cooper is also missing, but I have retrieved some of the maps she managed to make. We will have to reorganize a little to allow for her absence.
We cannot let these disappearances weaken us, no matter how they may hurt.
...I'm sorry.
[[ooc: I AM STILL TAGGING NAT'S OTHER POST fjdkls I'm sorry, I just had to make a goodbye post from him. :( ]]
A spirit named Bartimaeus has been summoned into this world. He was originally from my own world, and employed to me, for a time. I would advise against speaking to him on any serious matter, as he is prone to not take anything seriously, and likes to muddle things up in general.
But, for the time being, he is staying with me- along with Faisal, who some of you may recall, I managed to summon in my last post.
Onto more pressing matters, I'd like to ask a simple poll of the population, re: The Police Force. All opinions are greatly appreciated, and if you choose to participate, all of your words will be taken into consideration. You may lock the feed to only me, if you wish- your answers will remain private.
-Do you support the idea of creating a police force? Why or why not?
-What, in your opinion, would be the most difficult task facing the creation of the policing squad?
-Do you have any suggestions for how we should act? Anything from law proposals to structure, to recruitment would be much appreciated.
There may be more questions in the future, but that is all for now. Thank you for your support.
-John
But, for the time being, he is staying with me- along with Faisal, who some of you may recall, I managed to summon in my last post.
Onto more pressing matters, I'd like to ask a simple poll of the population, re: The Police Force. All opinions are greatly appreciated, and if you choose to participate, all of your words will be taken into consideration. You may lock the feed to only me, if you wish- your answers will remain private.
-Do you support the idea of creating a police force? Why or why not?
-What, in your opinion, would be the most difficult task facing the creation of the policing squad?
-Do you have any suggestions for how we should act? Anything from law proposals to structure, to recruitment would be much appreciated.
There may be more questions in the future, but that is all for now. Thank you for your support.
-John
[The video kicks on about halfway through... something. It's two in the morning, and the lights are all off in the study upstairs. There are two circles drawn with chalk on the floor, each one of them ornately decorated with multiple rings, different symbols, and words from ancient languages. Strewn about both circles are small bowls of incense, and the room is lit by strategically placed candles, whose flames rise and flicker with each syllable that comes from Nathaniel's mouth.
He's standing in the smaller circle, utterly calm as he speaks- quickly, efficiently, without missing a beat. The words sound like some dark chant in a long-forgotten language (it's actually Arabic, since that's the closest language he knows to wherever this spirit had originated, but there's a little Hebrew in there to reinforce the bonds).
Finally, he stops and takes a deep breath, before shouting out the name. Faisal.
And then, silence. It looks as if the summoning was a failure at first, but Nathaniel doesn't move. He waits. He watches.
At once, all the candles are snuffed out, eliminating all of the light within the room, throwing the feed into darkness. There are sounds, though- grating sounds, squelching, screaming, and finally, finally, a soft glow, coming from the center of the previously-empty second circle.
The glow illuminates both the room and the calm look on Nathaniel's face- it seems to be coming from a small dot of floating light contained within the larger circle, which quickly arranges itself into a light blue cobra- too large to be a natural snake, and still glowing. There's no words for a long moment, before the snake turns its snout up toward Nathaniel and speaks- English, oddly enough, despite the vocal limitations of its form.]
'What is your wish?'
[The feed cuts out before Nathaniel's response.]
[[ooc: I've been given the go-ahead for Nat to summon his first spirit! This guy, Faisal, is just one of the many things that has floated around Ads (haunting the Taj Mahal, to be precise), and he will now be in service to Nat. For now, he's just going to be doing simple things, like guarding Nat and doing the dishes, but who knoooows what the future hoooolds. 8DFor Bart readers, Faisal is about the Ads equivalent to a decently powered foliot]]
He's standing in the smaller circle, utterly calm as he speaks- quickly, efficiently, without missing a beat. The words sound like some dark chant in a long-forgotten language (it's actually Arabic, since that's the closest language he knows to wherever this spirit had originated, but there's a little Hebrew in there to reinforce the bonds).
Finally, he stops and takes a deep breath, before shouting out the name. Faisal.
And then, silence. It looks as if the summoning was a failure at first, but Nathaniel doesn't move. He waits. He watches.
At once, all the candles are snuffed out, eliminating all of the light within the room, throwing the feed into darkness. There are sounds, though- grating sounds, squelching, screaming, and finally, finally, a soft glow, coming from the center of the previously-empty second circle.
The glow illuminates both the room and the calm look on Nathaniel's face- it seems to be coming from a small dot of floating light contained within the larger circle, which quickly arranges itself into a light blue cobra- too large to be a natural snake, and still glowing. There's no words for a long moment, before the snake turns its snout up toward Nathaniel and speaks- English, oddly enough, despite the vocal limitations of its form.]
'What is your wish?'
[The feed cuts out before Nathaniel's response.]
[[ooc: I've been given the go-ahead for Nat to summon his first spirit! This guy, Faisal, is just one of the many things that has floated around Ads (haunting the Taj Mahal, to be precise), and he will now be in service to Nat. For now, he's just going to be doing simple things, like guarding Nat and doing the dishes, but who knoooows what the future hoooolds. 8D
[The video flicks on again, showing Nathaniel in profile- his head is tipped down, as he mulls over a cup of tea.]
I've been watching the network lately, and it seems that there is a certain amount of mistrust aimed toward the people trying to organize this whole- police force idea. And why wouldn't there be? I, for example, have only been in this city for a few weeks. There's no reason for anyone to believe anything I say, or to trust me with any sort of power.
So I thought I would- tell you about me. I know this may not help all of you, but for some... perhaps this can help you to see that I'm trying to approach this with only thoughts of the people.
[He takes a deep breath. This story isn't exactly an easy one for him to tell- it's one that he'd only just realized the ending of shortly before his untimely arrival into Adstringendum.]
I entered in my service the government in my home world when I was thirteen. This government, it was... twisted. [He stirs his tea with a sigh.] -and I came to realize that. And I thought, if I rose enough, I could change it from the inside. What I didn't see was how the people around me were changing me.
[Another long pause.] Power corrupts. Ambition, greed- these things lead to the kind of police force that you all are wary of. I, myself, have battled all three of these in my four years serving the British government. I know how easily they can twist a well-meaning person into a self-serving dictator- I witnessed this very transition within people who I thought were my allies. I found myself in the prime minister's cabinet, only to watch the entire thing topple like a deck of cards, as the magicians succumbed to their greed. To their own ambition. [His hands tighten on the cup now.] The reign turned hostile and demanding toward the commoners, and a small group of them revolted against us. The magicians, struggling for power amongst themselves, were in no position to lead a unified front. Though their lust for power, a potent demon was summoned, and the entire governing force fell in a single day.
[He sets the cup down then, facing the camera, but looking off toward the distance. When Nathaniel said the entire governing force, he meant all of them. Every member of the cabinet, including himself, had died that day.]
In the end, I fought against them- the people who I had served, I could serve no longer. I saw the truth, in that day- and I vowed to spend every breath I had, making my world one where the government was fair and just. I believe that vow also extends to you. This place is my home now, you are my people. It is my only wish to help and protect this city, to allow it to grow to its full potential in a way that is befitting to every single person here, not just a select few.
[Finally, Nathaniel's eyes meet the screen.]
I believe that my experience with the tainted government can help to prevent the same thing from happening here. It is my fullest intent to protect you- all of you. Not only from the monsters that lie in wait, or the criminals who can hurt and kill... but from those charged with your protection as well.
[He nods his head once.] Thank you.
[If only Kitty were here, she'd be able to say this better. With heart and passion, rather than calm, pained words. Nathaniel takes a deep breath and tries to think of something else- anything else he could say. But before he can speak again, the feed times out.]
I've been watching the network lately, and it seems that there is a certain amount of mistrust aimed toward the people trying to organize this whole- police force idea. And why wouldn't there be? I, for example, have only been in this city for a few weeks. There's no reason for anyone to believe anything I say, or to trust me with any sort of power.
So I thought I would- tell you about me. I know this may not help all of you, but for some... perhaps this can help you to see that I'm trying to approach this with only thoughts of the people.
[He takes a deep breath. This story isn't exactly an easy one for him to tell- it's one that he'd only just realized the ending of shortly before his untimely arrival into Adstringendum.]
I entered in my service the government in my home world when I was thirteen. This government, it was... twisted. [He stirs his tea with a sigh.] -and I came to realize that. And I thought, if I rose enough, I could change it from the inside. What I didn't see was how the people around me were changing me.
[Another long pause.] Power corrupts. Ambition, greed- these things lead to the kind of police force that you all are wary of. I, myself, have battled all three of these in my four years serving the British government. I know how easily they can twist a well-meaning person into a self-serving dictator- I witnessed this very transition within people who I thought were my allies. I found myself in the prime minister's cabinet, only to watch the entire thing topple like a deck of cards, as the magicians succumbed to their greed. To their own ambition. [His hands tighten on the cup now.] The reign turned hostile and demanding toward the commoners, and a small group of them revolted against us. The magicians, struggling for power amongst themselves, were in no position to lead a unified front. Though their lust for power, a potent demon was summoned, and the entire governing force fell in a single day.
[He sets the cup down then, facing the camera, but looking off toward the distance. When Nathaniel said the entire governing force, he meant all of them. Every member of the cabinet, including himself, had died that day.]
In the end, I fought against them- the people who I had served, I could serve no longer. I saw the truth, in that day- and I vowed to spend every breath I had, making my world one where the government was fair and just. I believe that vow also extends to you. This place is my home now, you are my people. It is my only wish to help and protect this city, to allow it to grow to its full potential in a way that is befitting to every single person here, not just a select few.
[Finally, Nathaniel's eyes meet the screen.]
I believe that my experience with the tainted government can help to prevent the same thing from happening here. It is my fullest intent to protect you- all of you. Not only from the monsters that lie in wait, or the criminals who can hurt and kill... but from those charged with your protection as well.
[He nods his head once.] Thank you.
[If only Kitty were here, she'd be able to say this better. With heart and passion, rather than calm, pained words. Nathaniel takes a deep breath and tries to think of something else- anything else he could say. But before he can speak again, the feed times out.]
[Forward dated to... after Madara shenanigans.]
[Nathaniel's face flickers on the screen again. His background looks slightly familiar- as a matter of fact, he's currently in the building formerly known as the Pokehouse, formerly known as Whipstaff manor. In one of the studies, to be exact- and if you look, really pay attention to the sliver of floor that's showing on the screen, he's ripped the carpeting out. It sits piled in the corner, to be taken out later.
The young magician fiddles with his shirtcuffs for a moment, before looking up toward the screen.]
I would like to thank you all for your assistance in answering my last query. As well as offer my deepest sympathies in regards to recent events- I would have been honored to help rescue the hostages, but I was otherwise- [the ever so slightest narrowing of his eyes- it's gone in a second] -incapacitated.
But, I believe we should always be moving forward. And for this reason, I come to you, fellow citizens, with another request.
[Nathaniel folds his slender fingers together and makes perfect eye contact with the camera. In this lighting, it's painfully obvious to see him for what he is- a seventeen year old boy in a suit, strained, exhausted, but determined.]
I need to know everything about the Animus.
[After that ultimatum, he seems to relax a bit, and turns his gaze down to a few loose leaves of paper.]
There is some... information available, but not nearly enough for my purposes. I've come to understand that certain people have interacted with them, spoken at length with them- I need to know any information that such conversations might have yielded. [Another pause, and he purses his lips, still glancing over the papers.] In... particular, I have an interest in their names. Their true names. But any information would be adequate, for it probably exceeds the things I've managed to dig up about them.
[He looks like he's going to speak further- but then, Nathaniel pauses, glances away. That's enough for one day, he thinks. He should space out his diplomatic attempts.]
[Filtered to Jean Louis || Unhackable] [text]
I have finished your request several days early. Would you like to see my list at this time?
[Nathaniel's face flickers on the screen again. His background looks slightly familiar- as a matter of fact, he's currently in the building formerly known as the Pokehouse, formerly known as Whipstaff manor. In one of the studies, to be exact- and if you look, really pay attention to the sliver of floor that's showing on the screen, he's ripped the carpeting out. It sits piled in the corner, to be taken out later.
The young magician fiddles with his shirtcuffs for a moment, before looking up toward the screen.]
I would like to thank you all for your assistance in answering my last query. As well as offer my deepest sympathies in regards to recent events- I would have been honored to help rescue the hostages, but I was otherwise- [the ever so slightest narrowing of his eyes- it's gone in a second] -incapacitated.
But, I believe we should always be moving forward. And for this reason, I come to you, fellow citizens, with another request.
[Nathaniel folds his slender fingers together and makes perfect eye contact with the camera. In this lighting, it's painfully obvious to see him for what he is- a seventeen year old boy in a suit, strained, exhausted, but determined.]
I need to know everything about the Animus.
[After that ultimatum, he seems to relax a bit, and turns his gaze down to a few loose leaves of paper.]
There is some... information available, but not nearly enough for my purposes. I've come to understand that certain people have interacted with them, spoken at length with them- I need to know any information that such conversations might have yielded. [Another pause, and he purses his lips, still glancing over the papers.] In... particular, I have an interest in their names. Their true names. But any information would be adequate, for it probably exceeds the things I've managed to dig up about them.
[He looks like he's going to speak further- but then, Nathaniel pauses, glances away. That's enough for one day, he thinks. He should space out his diplomatic attempts.]
[Filtered to Jean Louis || Unhackable] [text]
I have finished your request several days early. Would you like to see my list at this time?
[The video switches on to show a nice looking young man- in his late teens, it looks like, though the bags under his eyes seemed out of place for someone so young. His hair is black and short, his expression, his posture- everything curt and straightforward. Like a business transaction.]
Adstringendum.
[He holds up a few papers, as if showing the camera.]
I've been doing a bit of research, and I feel it's time to introduce myself to you all. My name is John Mandrake. Through some investigation, I can see that most of you have some semblance of magical power- I'd like to know more about that, later.
First- [Nathaniel John tilts his head inquisitively, a slight frown finding his face.] -I haven't heard anything about your governing body throughout my studies. Surely, you must have one. If anyone would be so kind as to point me to the nearest official, I can put myself to use and have things squared away in no time.
[A flickering smile, and he nods his head.] I understand that many of you are under the influence of the latest 'event'. So, it isn't imperative to rush to answer me, if you are otherwise occupied... but really, the sooner the better.
[He nods his head once, reaching to turn the PCD off]
Thank you.
Adstringendum.
[He holds up a few papers, as if showing the camera.]
I've been doing a bit of research, and I feel it's time to introduce myself to you all. My name is John Mandrake. Through some investigation, I can see that most of you have some semblance of magical power- I'd like to know more about that, later.
First- [
[A flickering smile, and he nods his head.] I understand that many of you are under the influence of the latest 'event'. So, it isn't imperative to rush to answer me, if you are otherwise occupied... but really, the sooner the better.
[He nods his head once, reaching to turn the PCD off]
Thank you.
Application for
adstringendum
Aug. 15th, 2011 09:51 pmName: Rae
Livejournal:
lysdexicmun
Contact: On file!
Other Characters Played: Yuca Collabel, Elite Four Will
Are you 18 or over? Yes!
( Spoilers ahead for literally, THE LAST PAGE OF THE LAST BOOK. )
Livejournal:
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Contact: On file!
Other Characters Played: Yuca Collabel, Elite Four Will
Are you 18 or over? Yes!
( Spoilers ahead for literally, THE LAST PAGE OF THE LAST BOOK. )
How's my driving? || Plotting
Aug. 30th, 2009 02:50 pmNo, really. I want to know! If you have any questions, any problems, or any concerns, I would love to hear them. ;w; IC or OOC behavior, I want to know it alllll~
Anon commenting is on, IP logging is off, comments are screened.
If you don't want to post on lj, I can also be contacteddddd-
On Plurk: Raelet
On AIM: Lysdexicmun
Via e-mail: raethestamepede@gmail.com
Nathaniel is a 17 year old, formerly the Information Minister of one of the leading countries in the world. He's intelligent, political, and borderline antisocial. He has the ability to summon and control spirits, provided he knows their full name. There's a bunch of other interesting stuff about him, too. If you're interested in plotting with him, let me know here!
In-game Notes
Oct. 23rd, 2008 03:14 pmThe following is a compilation of Nathaniel's notes in game. Most of them are written in code, or in multiple foreign languages (Hebrew, Czech, languages that aren't common to read). Let me know if your character attempts to get ahold of them as these are all written on paper copies and stored in safe places within his home.
( This punishment's cruel; but not so unusual )
( This punishment's cruel; but not so unusual )