yourfononsarewhack: (reporting for duty)
[Action]

Introspection and Action for House 1/47 )

[Voice]

[Sometime after the chaos dies down, Jade takes to addressing the journals with just a very dry tone.]

Greetings, people of Luceti. This is Colonel Jade Curtiss of Malkuth, here to provide some updates regarding my condition. First of all, it seems that today has arbitrarily been chosen to serve as my 'birthday' in this world's calender. You see, my own the yearly cycle in my own world is over twice as long as this one observed here, so narrowing down my birthday would be a terribly troublesome affair. [And one he doesn't care for; he doesn't care for birthdays in general beyond keeping a record of his increasing age for the purpose of his old man jokes.]

If one could see my given age, one would assume that I'm currently turning 36, but that would be inaccurate. After all, if we're placing our birthdays in this shortened calender, we should adjust our ages to match. For instance, under the 365-day calender, I am now turning 71 years old. As you can see, I'm aging quite gracefully. Feel free to apply the calculations to anyone else you may know from Auldrant. Guy will actually be in his 40s, Natalia in her 30s... My, aren't we all growing up quickly?

In closing, I suppose that I should wish myself a happy birthday. And to the rest of you, I do wish you an experience worthy of this so-called April Fools Day.
yourfononsarewhack: (stating a thought)
[Jade has kept to himself for most of the month. His latest research topic? Fears. He's had a particularly humiliating and familiar case of gynophobia for almost a month now. Considering the fears that others around him seem to be afflicted with, it was no leap to guess that this was an experiment at work. But it hadn't worn off for him, arousing suspicion. During this time, rather than reflect upon the quiet departure of Luke fon Fabre, Jade has been focusing his research into finding some kind of solution. He is determined to find a way to overcome this fear through his own means - and if he has to help others to get there, then so be it.]

[Video]

[Jade addresses them casually, leaning over his desk with his fingers steepled together.]

People of Luceti? This is Colonel Jade Curtiss. I have a particular subject that I'd like to bring to your attention. It's come to my attention that a portion of the populace has spontaneously developed phobias without any known origin within the last month. The most likely conclusion would of course be a particularly subtle Malnosso shift. However, if that is so, then this has certainly persisted longer than the usual experiment. It's something that should be dealt with swiftly; currently, it is little more than a hindrance. But in an emergency, reactions to such fears could mean the difference between life and death.

I am trying to work on my own solution to this problem. After all, unlike most problems that result from shifts, phobias are relatively treatable. I'd like to meet with anyone who has exhibited any of these odd fears, even if those fears have somehow left you. I'm well aware that a particularly unpleasant reputation may precede me, but I assure you that I have some practice in matters related to psychotherapy. At the least, I like to believe that I'm more trustworthy than the child whom the Malnosso have in stock. Simply file an appointment into the journal for any time in the week, and I'll speak with you within my workshop in House One.

[Action]

[Jade will wait in the workshop attached to his room in the second floor of House One for any "patients". Otherwise, throughout the week he can be found frequenting the tea house or the library. He does look up research from other worlds related to the nature of fear.]

[ooc: Also an ooc note! As part of his research, Jade may have tried kind of stalking fellow residents. If you can, note in your comments things that Jade could have observed either by watching in person or through public journal conversations, particularly related to the characters having developed fears. Thanks!]
yourfononsarewhack: (looking over)
[Jade spends some of the day holed up in "his" workshop. Formerly Dist's, but since remodeled to match its new owner, as Jade does his best to ignore whatever positive influence Dist's previous presence in this world was implied to have. Instead, he finds himself spending the better part of his afternoon researching previous journal entries to collect as much information as possible. It's better than trying to deal with the fact that Anise has apparently been kidnapped the other day.

Cut for Nebilim angst )

Jade eventually resurfaces from the workshop and may stop to talk with any of the house-mates who are around on his way out of the house. Donning an umbrella, he makes a few more stops around town for the remainder of the day. He goes to the Battle Dome, where he does some training in simulations of environments similar to the icy Mt. Roneal, and he unleashes some of his most devastating fonic artes in this practice. Perhaps more venting than training.

And sometime that evening, he makes his way to the memory garden, as discreetly as he can manage. He's only there for the sake of curiosity. He wonders if anyone arranged anything for the Gelda who was here. If he does not find anything, he will instead find an empty space to stand still in contemplation for some minutes, before turning to take the dark trek home.]


[Video]

[When he chooses to address the journals, he's back at the workshop, his fingers steepled before him as he looks into the video feed. He goes in a voice that has some cheeriness mixed with sarcasm, and occasionally bitterness.]

I suppose I might as well make an address over these journals at this point. As loath as I am to actually use this unwieldy device, it's been far too boring around here. [He won't bring up his actual first entry, since he was all anon for it.] Some of you here may know me, and please keep in mind regarding anything you think you may have learned about me during one of my previous "stays" here, that I am a notorious liar. My name is Colonel Jade Curtiss, and it's been several months since my arrival here. Certainly long enough to get an idea of the Malnosso's capabilities. But please note that no matter what oddness their experiments would have you believe, I actually have no children. [And considering that he apparently looked oddly unlike himself during that week, he thinks it should be easy to pretend that was not he himself doing those odd things - being part of some family. The more distance he could create from those fake memories, the better.

Jade reaches up to adjust his glasses.]


Mm, am I missing something? Ah, yes. I believe that to truly complete an entry in this journal, I'm required to ask some manner of pointless question. Very well, I suppose I might as well go all the way while I'm making this message. So tell me, random citizens of Luceti. What is the most outlandish dream that you've ever had?
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