After some consideration, I have decided to allow any of you who wish to stay somewhere better than the tent the opportunity to stay in my castle. That's the 6th floor, by the way.

However there are some rules any who stay must adhere to:

1. I'm the Overlord. Don't forget it.
2. No touching/sitting on/or doing anything to my throne!
3. Keep out of my room.
4. No throwing any prinnies--we don't need holes in the walls.
5. No stealing anything from the castle!
6. If you're taken advantage of by any of the vassals in the castle, it's your own damn fault. I'm not accountable for anyone's stupidity.

[aaaaand here comes the Doctor, bright and cheerful despite the circumstances]

It's clear to me that a lot of us are in need of some fun right now, after everything that's happened recently. The city falls, we're kicked out, a lot of us have run out of tea... [he pauses with a little sigh, as though reflecting on the abominable tea shortage]

It's also occurred to me that I'm getting married. Again. I know the invitations have been sent out... sort of, but I know you're all just dying to know, when will this fabulous event be held?

[a dramatic pause and then]

Soon. Very soon, in fact.

I think we need to get together and have a, um, I guess it would be a meeting?

[Sora's not good at this leadership thing, okay?]

We need to figure out a way to get out of here and stop Xemnas, for good.

[There's an image here of a pile of rubble, previously known as Niflheim. Part of the Elysian Fields is visible in the shot as a landmark, but huge chunks of dome stand as landmarks of their own.]

To anyone who sees this, we need people NOW. Paixaoans, "outsiders," healers, medics, people with powers and people with strong backs. If you're small, we need you to explore the rubble where others can't. Spread out so we can get groups to as many areas as we can. Someone from each group needs to keep watch for Lumens and Heartless.

I'm in Niflheim right now. I can slice through metal and I'll help lift whatever we've got to. I can cast weak cure spells, but I'm better with maximizing potions.

Reply here if:
You find supplies like water, food, medicine, rope, etc.
You've got injured people, so medics and healers can find them.
You've got any special abilities that can cut through walls or if you're super strong.
You don't know where to go or what to do. People will tell you where they need help.

[The quick rhythmic footfalls and his breathiness makes it clear he's running, and very hard at that.]

Head count! -*huff*- Reply if you're still kicking. If you're -*huff*- trapped, tell us where you are.

*If you were around Niflheim earlier today, you might have heard an explosion and a big commotion as a building fell down. If you weren’t present for it, do not worry, a picture is included in this post, showing said collapsed building.*

Hahahahaha! Still believe that demons aren't real? This is just a demonstration of my power! If you don't believe me yet, I'll just have to do it over and over and over again until I get it through your thick skulls! This is the power of a demon! This is the power of an Overlord! With my 1.8 million IQ, I'll make all nonbelievers' lives a living hell! Hahahahaha!

*This isn’t Mao’s usual journal, but the picture says it is and his voice sounds about right. Clearly, it must be him, right?*

Has anyone seen Roxas lately? 

Axel, Xion, Is he with you?

Tch, stupid contraption I don’t eve-Hn…

Oi oi, apparently this is how I’m suppose ta work this thing to talk to everyone huh? Well, alright, first things first. Anyone know a good place to eat ‘round here?

AND-Has anyone seen Gourry? Really tall, long blonde hair, kinda always has this stupid expression. I’m kinda hoping we haven’t gotten separated from each other, he gets lost easily without me.

[There’s the sound of "hmming" and "humming." Alice is examining the little box, her bright blue eyes are looking at the screen and turning the electronic journal this way and that. She blinks and then pulls away. She is completely unaware the sounds of her actions are being recorded. She has no idea how this little device works and it certainly didn't come up with the Mad Hatter... Or if it did, he went off on a tangent too quickly for her to fully understand]

Goodness! [A soft British child's voice comes through the microphone.] What a most peculiar sort of box! I’ve not seen something like this before. I wonder what it is! Or perhaps the question to ask is what is does. I don’t think it would mind if I asked both questions though, but you can never tell sometimes! Hmm...

[There is a soft sigh as Alice frowns slightly and bites her lip.]

Oh dear...

Alice you silly thing... You should have asked Mr. Hatter about this... whatever it is.

Now then... [Her voice becomes muffled as she covers the microphone.]

Hmm? What's this? [Her voice becomes more clear as her hands have moved.] Oh it's... a light? What does the light mean? Maybe it isn't a light...

[More sounds.]

Oh I do wish someone could tell me about this most curious thing!

Aside from their sticking to the shadows and the lack of good PR, would anyone happen to have any information on this Organization group? I tried looking through the posts on here, but you can only do so much looking through scraps.

Right, it's time to get serious. We're supposed to climb to the top of these floors I gather? How many have we found out so far? I've been to a few of them myself, but I can't say they're exactly the easiest to navigate through... and to top things off, it looks like most of 'em are in pieces.

I don't like all these little reports that keep showin' up, either. Rubs me the wrong way, and I don't just mean what it is they're talkin' about. Someone's plantin' 'em around for us... and I figure if we can track down the culprit, we'll be a step closer to gettin' ourselves back out into the fresh air again.

Enough of this playin' around.

[There's a snapshot picture of a strange place. To Riku, it's a picture of a mishmash of the Wonderland he knew and a twisted, slightly eerie version. It's possible not everyone sees what he does, however...]

Got good news and bad news. The bad news is I didn't find a way out yet. The good news is I did find a new floor. Wonderland. ...But this isn't exactly how I remember it. Parts of it seem messed up for some reason. ...This could be a bad sign regarding the darkness outside Castle oblivion, not sure.

[when Marluxia speaks, his voice sounds a little more emotionless than usual, as though he's trying to keep what memory of unease he has from leaking through. This information troubles him greatly--enough, obviously, to eschew his typical cloak of anonymity] While taking a look through documents in my possession, I've come across something... curious. Secrets are being kept from us all, it seems--more than we could have possibly imagined.

As there are more than a few of you who are unlikely to take me at my word, allow me to provide you with an image of the document itself. There are pieces missing, but I assume you can understand the gist of it, as well as the insight into our dilemma it provides.


( ((cut for image)) )

So... If someone were to hypothetically swallow some... Oh, I don't know, supposedly 'magic' beans, what might be the result of that?

Damnit!

[The angry voice cuts out to static for a while. It sounds like someone's having trouble with this newfangled technology. If you keep listening, the voice comes back.]

-have telephones? What does that little light mean?

[More fumbling sounds. Someone, please help this poor man.]

Forget this! It'll be easier just to find someone.

[Sounds can still be picked up. Roy hasn't figured out how to properly turn off the recording.]

[Long Gasp]

Hey there, hi there, ho there Paixaonians!

How are all of you? I’m swell myself, I just flew here from Agrabah, and boy are my arms tired!


Cricket Chirping.MP3

G-Get it? My arms are… Hooooo boy, tough crowd. Anyway no matter, allow me to introduce my fabulous self. The name’s Eden. That’s spelt, E-D-E-N, you can call me Eddie, but I’m not a guy. Thank goodness, otherwise I wouldn’t look good in those skirts, know what I’m sayin’~?

Anyway, it’s a pleasure to meet y’all. I’m sure we can all get along splendidly. Thinking about cooking up some eggs and bacon for my new master Terra, oh she is such a sweet heart~! Oh-! Oh this was announced to all of Paixao. Oh well, I don’t mind because it’s true. TERRA YOU’RE A SWEETHEART, I WANNA SQUISH YOUR CHEEKS, YOU’RE SO CUTE!

[Hope's voice sounds nervous and broken as it comes over the network. His worry has begun to shake him to the core, and it's perfectly audible. The longer he talks, the more scared he sounds.]

G-guys...has anyone...seen Light? I-I've been looking everywhere for her...a-and she isn't answering her journal!

I-it's like she just...disappeared...

[He goes quiet for a few moments, but his breathing gets louder, and faster.]

NO! SHE CAN'T BE GONE!

[Hope calls out in pain.]

SHE CAN'T!

[As he shouts again, something...inhuman warps his voice as it comes out of the journal's speakers. The noise loses more and more of Hope's voice, sounding more mechanical and grinding...almost monstrous. Those from Cocoon know that sound well...it's the wail of a Cie'th.]

[his voice is quiet, his tone still, but despite this, the anger is quite obvious by the way his words tremble slightly. He takes a deep, slightly shuddering breath before he speaks]

I assume that most of you have seen the new information that's come to light. I'm not sure when this started, or exactly why this started, but one thing is inescapably clear: this all needs to stop. All of this. The experiments, the disappearances, the arrests. All of it. And we need to stop it ourselves. I'm sure some of you already know what I'm going to suggest, and some of you might already be ready to suggest it yourselves. Maybe some of you did, before I got here.

We need to stand together. We need to be strong enough and brave enough to weather the storm that's ahead of us. The longer we stand idle, the longer this goes on, and the more people get hurt - and I, for one, am not willing to let this slide. We have to gather together, and I think you all know exactly what I'm talking about.

Oh, I'm angry. I've never done that before, not as this me. I honestly have no idea what I'm going to do now, or what's going to happen. [a shaky laugh emerges]

Anyway, who's with me? We can have meetings and get into group hugs and everything. [despite the lightness of his words, it's clear he's deadly serious about gathering an army, even though he - barely - refrains from saying it]