I'll assume no one made my obligatory bring a buddy announcement while I wasn't here, so this is that warning.


Didya miss me?

[LABOR CHANNEL]

Mandatory check-in, whether I know you or not.

If anybody's been slacking tell me and I'll work out a proper punishment.

[ there's a good ten seconds of silence on the radio before a high-pitched female voice softly says, ]

Come on, you can do it. You said yourself they need to know.

[ Another five seconds of silence before Cole starts talking. ]

I can make them forget her. I can't change them back or remove the emptiness, but they can forget her. But I can't do it alone.

[ ten more seconds of silence before the radio awkwardly shuts off. Hot damn Cole, that told people PRACTICALLY NOTHING, gj buddy. ]

[ The first one to speak is the Ringmaster, sounding a bit guarded and reluctant, like she's not sure if she wants to deliver this message or not. ]

We have... a visitor at the carnival today, who is asking us for assistance. She comes from a group called the Star Guardians, who I've aided in the past, which is why I'm been sought out this time. They have this entire 'saving the universe' style gig going on.

It can be an enormous hassle, however, and I feel like we've had a few too many disasters as of late. So... I'm going to leave this up to you. You can help her as she asks, or you can stay in the safety of the carnival. I won't force your hand, either way. Just know that whatever she asks you to do will be dangerous, even if it's for a good cause.

Here. I'll let her explain herself.

[ The public channel of the radio clicks off and then on again, but there’s a few seconds' pause before anyone starts speaking. The young woman’s voice that comes across the radio won’t be familiar to anyone at the Carnival, but her voice is clear, with only the barest hint of a waver to it. ]

My name is Noa Minette. I’m from this world — from Wismuth — and I’m speaking to you now because I have something to ask you.

[ She takes a breath. ]

Wismuth needs your help. ...I need your help. [ She makes the more honest correction half a beat later, sounding a little more subdued, before she finds the strength in her voice again. ]

I’m a Star Guardian. The Ringmaster said she hadn’t met one in quite a while, and we usually come as a team, but here, it’s just me.

If you’ve seen the posters around the city, you know that CY-Ren is going to be holding a concert. No matter what happens, I have to stop that concert from happening. If not… [ She hesitates. ] I don’t think it’s going to be something this world can recover from. I don’t know exactly what she has planned, but I know it’s something Void's never tried before.

I can’t face CY-Ren, not on my own. I don’t expect people to help without knowing what they’re getting into, so I’ll try to answer what I can.

[ Considering it's meant to be a "training" week to help break in the newer recruits, Childermass will, at last, use the acquisitions channel for... well, anything at all. The past few stops didn't call much for thievery and he actually isn't sure the next one will, either, but it's time to take stock of who he has.

So, at a much, much too early time in the morning, all thieves and singular conman will be getting the ever so chipper (which is to say, not at all chipper and instead entirely deadpan) message of, ]

I hope everyone enjoyed their holiday, but now that it's over-- [ In case they needed to be reminded. ] Who do we still have? Sound off. Name, role, and if you would please include some background, I would very much appreciate it.

If nothing else, you should all at least know who each other are.