The Firey Hells of Torment

Congrats, you guys. You get new playmates tomorrow.

Strix, I made you a new room. Go find it.
Una, yours is room 308.

Also, the next one to piss me off is going to learn what it's like to be...'encouraged' by me. You don't, absolutely don't, want to find out what my 'encouragement' is like.

The trial will begin about a month from now. I'll save my ever so enthusiastic "go team go" speech for when it's closer.

Also, Metatron. You're a fucktard. Just so you know.

( Private to Niflheim, EXCLUDING Light. Not hackable in any way whatsoever. )

( Private, not hackable )

You have two more playmates.

Whoop. Dee. Doo.

( Private part of the entry... )

Alright, kiddos. Una found something that seems to have no use whatsoever, but unlike you lazy fucks who have no intention of exploring outside of the safe zone - yes, Strix, you're excluded from this comment, now close that beak before it protests - she actually went exploring.

She's found some weird fuckin' place that i'm just going to call Luminous Lake. It's this big lake a bit east of Niflheim that has microorganisms in it that glow when agitated. So basically if you move around in the lake, the area around you'll glow. And if you get out of the water, you'll be sparkly for awhile. ...At least, if Una's glittered appearance when she told me about the place has anything to do with it.

Also, you're going to be having some newcomers soon. Be prepared, or don't be. Whatever.
[ooc: Luminous Lake has not been added to the Places of Interest yet, but it will be soon.]

[Private to Dr. Cox in the form of a black orb that floats around until it finds him and waits to transfer replies.]

Paging Mr. Altruism. Paging Mr. Altruism. Hello, Doctor Do-the-job-right. You've been doin' well. Good on you.

Now. To cover something rather important.

Don't be a total idiot. When it comes to Strix, I have plenty of ways to supply blood for her. The minute you need to get her any, I'll find her a brainy donor.

If you absolutely want to put the rest of your patients at risk - for i'm sure you'll be having to deal with several at a time - because you're tired, exhausted, boohoo lightheaded, go ahead. I'll enjoy a good laugh when you mess up.

[Private to Strix - In the form of a black orb that echoes his voice when it reaches her and floats around waiting for answers. Not destructable. <3]

Where the hell do you want me to drop your food off at, anyway, sweetheart?

'Cause, from the echoes i've been hearin'? You don't seem to remember that I said i'd bring you food.

[/Private]

Alright, kids. Just so you know what the hell you're doing and where you're going, I thought i'd give you a little kick in the heads up.

First, you're room assignments if you haven't figured it out yet. And if you haven't, maybe you can't read, because your names are on the damn doors. Let's not be idiots, kids.
But just in case, here they are:
Garage: Jazz

Room #304: Emerald, Sal

Room #306: Nick

Room #207: Balam

Room #102: Light, Strix

The Tower: Carrion, Una

Now. For the real howdy-doody.
You're here to confuse, torment, kick ass and take names. Anyone who fails to be interesting in this manner will answer to me. Do what you're here to do.

What are you here to do?

You're here to oppose and win against whatever Metapansy and his Squad of Feelgoods throw at us. Got it? Good. Questions? Don't care.

...Fine, ask me any damn questions you want. I'm you're "guide" while you're here.

Welcome to Hell. Welcome to Niflheim. Try not to die first.