Postbox (Realityshifted)

[lamb_of_gold]

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[contract_star]

[Written on a piece of yellow, lined paper, slightly smudged. The handwriting is bad but legible:]

Mu,

You'd really

You really don't have t

Thank you for the offer. I'll probably take you up on it someday soon. I really do want to see China again.

-Hei

[exserpens]

[A couple of single page, glossy print ads arrive with no name or address attached:]

Ad #1
Ad #2

((ooc: Junkmail! Enjoy~ ))

[smolderingdark]

[You've got mail! It reads as follows:]

I could've sworn you were a girl. Then you opened your mouth. I was so disappointed.
-A

[ooc: Axel's just playing a harmless prank. Enjoy~]

[maturelildevil]

[In your mail box, you'll find a yellow rose in a very expensive crystal vase with a note attached that reads:]

"No love, no friendship, can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever."--François Mauriac

[ooc: Hope you have a wonderful Valentine's Day~ ♥ (Or a fantastic Sunday, whichever you prefer ^.~)]

A resistance movement

[bit_impossible]

[A small, somewhat hastily wrapped package with a card attached finds its way into your post box. The card says "Happy Birthday!" in bright, bold letters on top of a streamer and balloon filled background. The inside, however, contains quite a different message:]

Hello, sorry for the card choice; it was all I could find on short notice. (If it is your birthday, you may want to wait a day to finish reading this message. Really. Or at least until after cake and ice cream. Oh yes, and presents! Can't forget them!)

Anyway, I need your help, and let me tell you why.

Everyone who comes and goes to the Astral Plane is in danger. If you haven't noticed or been to the Plane in a bit, the Coliseum is very much active right now, and your friends could be one of the participants in a deathmatch. Yes, you read that correctly: a deathmatch. Those who receive letters of "invitation" to fight have absolutely no choice but to fight to the death on the appointed day of the match. And if you don't...well, both of you will die