To all Pleroma

[goldendeceiver]

[ The sensation that a message has been sent should be hitting every person aligned with the Pleroma right... about... now!

Though whether a character figures out that they can detach their shard and see the message is another matter entirely. ]

So tell me, did any of you figure out we could do this yet?

[ Ernesto can't really take credit. A Kenoma friend reaching out to him was what tipped him off to this particular ability. ]

Comments

[salvageable]

[ you would foist boomer behavior on him

Dokja struggles to understand how he's supposed to reply. There's a lot of holding his head and talking to the air which is sure to freak out anyone nearby, so thanks for that, Ernesto.

When he finally gets it, it's been about... An Embarrassingly Long Time. ]

You couldn't have started by explaining how to answer?

[goldendeceiver]

[ Look, Dokja. Ernesto had to go through the same thing when Makoto reached out to him. ]

I'm not sure that would have done much good, Mr. Dokja.

[ Though technically Dokja is at least close enough that he could have told him in person. ]

[salvageable]

[ The frustration is here to stay and it bleeds through on his end. He's not normally the sort to have tech difficulties, but then again, this isn't really tech...

He's got a lot of questions. ]

What is this?

[coerthantorment]

Reveal yourself!

[His thought projection is distinctively pissed off, when it eventually comes.]

[goldendeceiver]

[ Bro.... ]

Can you see this? It's a just a message.

[coerthantorment]

I can sense your presence through this crystal!

[IRL, Estinien is looking around frantically, trying to hone in on the direction it's coming from. He can't, unfortunately. This orb sucks ass.]

[aquaveiled]

[ Hear, feel, think...

No, not the voice she's used to hearing in her head that is decidedly not her own. This is another one. The voice didn't seem to be coming from her head, though. Himeka frowns and looks downward towards her chest. ]

...Hello?

[goldendeceiver]

Hey. Are you getting this? I'm talking to you through your shard right now.

[ He has no idea it's in her tits. He's so sorry... ]

[aquaveiled]

[ Oh gods, that is where it's coming from! And they're confirming it too!

Well, at least one of them is. She leans down a bit. ]

Which one are you?

[passio]

Please stop.

[ dextera doesn’t know who this person is, and he can’t even identify by voice since he doesn’t recognize the message’s sender. therefore, he responds in kind with his demand, in a kind of ‘text’ rather than his own inner voice. ]

[goldendeceiver]

[ It's hard to tell if this is another case of someone being confused by the sudden voice speaking to them, or someone who genuinely doesn't want to talk. ]

Just a quick check before I shut up, is this a "please stop talking, I don't want to talk", or "please stop confusing me, I don't know where this message is coming from"?

[passio]

I don’t know who you are. I didn’t ask for this message.

[ he did accept it, but only in order to tell the person on the other end to go away. ]

[traversal]

[ .......................... well, she can't say it's the first time someone tried to invade her mind with messages and images. but who knew that this can be done here.

still, she's a little lost as how this is happening. give her a very long moment as she slips into an alleyway (so as not to look like a crazy person in the middle of the streets of godsblood), tries to figure it out, and eventually digs into her shirt. not the most comfortable feeling ever, but. ]

Yes. Just now.

[ obviously. ]

How are you doing this, whoever this is?

[goldendeceiver]

[ When put that way, it kind of makes him sound like a bad guy, huh?

This is a vaguely familiar "voice", so Ernesto is taking a leap in assuming it's someone he might have actually spoken to already. ]

Ernesto.

Turns out we can communicate with each other through our crystals. Not exactly a phone call, but it still works pretty well.

[traversal]

[ ernesto, ernesto ... oh. the fake dating guy. ]

Huh. Works pretty well is an understatement. It's very useful, albeit a little invasive.

Do you know what its limitations are? Is it possible to contact those in Greentruth?

[dragon_rider]

[ It's not every day your new soul shard starts proverbally binging a message at you. Well, maybe it is. Surprisingly, it doesn't take as long as it could to figure out where it's coming from — and honestly he's not keen on taking the thing out.

Even so, Hiccup responds eventually with: ]

Wow, it's like instant T-Mail!

[ Helpful. ]

[goldendeceiver]

[ Bless these people with some understanding of technology. ]

T-Mail?

Can't say I'm familiar with that system, but I'll tentatively say that you're probably right about that.

[dragon_rider]

Terror Mail! Terrible Terrors are decent trackers who can return to their pack, a bit of training and they can deliver messages too. So, T-Mail!

[ About that 'understanding technology' bit... Maybe not so much. ]

[hippocarnival]

Whoa.

Mind texting. [That's... what he's getting out of this.]

I noticed I can kind of feel everyone else but I didn't know we could do telepathy too.

Wait. [Wait can they only think like this or is it like the movies too. He's gotta try and 'speak' now.

Loudly in the way only a theater kid can project:] HELLO?

[goldendeceiver]

[ Oh thank god. Someone who understands what a text is.

The testing does make him laugh a little though. ]

Yep... you're coming in loud and clear, amigo.

[hippocarnival]

That's great! [He did it! He's so good at this telepathy thing.

A pause.] So... who is this?

[inutilis]

[ Makoto taught him how to send fancy MIND LETTERS?? so guess what Ernesto is getting in response?? even in fancy penmanship, though it isn't Abel's own, oddly enough: ]

My dear Mr. Tequila,

Did you know that some cats walk on their front paws? Neither did I until this morning! You learn something new every day - isn't that wonderful...? The world is a fascinating place and knowledge is just out there and WAITING to be discovered!! Considering I've learned how to have conversations with my mind and this cat fact, along with a certain combination of spices that, when mixed with tea, cause one to break out in a curious number of red, itchy hives - I wonder what's laying in wait for us to learn tomorrow? Hm, hm. Most curious!

Wish sincerest wishes for your continued health, signed your friend,

-Abel.

[goldendeceiver]

Father... what is all of this?

[superbshot]

[Excuse Caitlyn as she takes a moment to process this fact. Because holy shit someone is talking in her head. She's not afraid, exactly, she has nothing to hide, and she's ready to believe that just about anything is possible at this point.]

Fascinating! This is simply fascinating.

Is it safe, from the Enemy? Do we know much more about it than we can do it?

[goldendeceiver]

[ Every single person that is replying to him without freaking out about the message, or assuming that part of their anatomy has gained sentience and is now talking to them, is now his favorite. Thanks for responding normally, new bestie. ]

Unfortunately, I can't say we do or that we definitely are. There's no proof that anyone on the other side can read it, but considering it's hard to tell...

Probably better to be a little on the cagier side when it comes to information.