OH MY GOD IT LOOKS LIKE A TRANNY BARFED UP IN THIS MESS.

Is this what happens when I'm gone for a few centuries?

Oh I'm gonna die. Who changed the management? And where's my ride?

Okay City, remember me? If you don't well let me remind you.

FEROCIA COUTURA IS BACK IN TOWN.

And I swear to god if any of you get bitchy I'll spray you in the eyes.

There's my baby--fuck who the hell let you grow old and tacky!?!

IT'S DONE!

SO. You all thought you could hide this little run in with Team Tacky from Ferocia!?!? Is this what I get for putting my faith in you!?

You are anything but fierce!

[ooc: Yes, head deity has returned to the City, expect his pimpin' ride to come stalking out of the forest and into the Square where the deity office used to be! Edit: Now with a new deity office building. Edit 2: Now with new deity uniforms.]

Domo arigato Mr. Roboto!
Mata au hi made!
Domo arigato Mr. Roboto!
Himitsu wo shiritaiiiii~!!

NEW MOD GET!

So. (Exit Ruxi stage right; enter Caru stage left) This is Caru (Cain Hargreaves-/Katan-mun), the brand-newly newest of the Poly mods.

But don't think of it as too much of an OMG!CHANGE!PANIC!PANIC!WOES!. Think of it as a changing of the guard: a bit of flash and ceremony, but, really, it's just the end of one shift and the start of another. The one now off duty shall march off to a well-deserved cigarette and cuppa, and someone with knees not yet bent backwards will stand up for a while and carry on as before...as much as humanly possible. Why such a tough act to follow, though???

I'll be backstage a fair bit, and I've been given charge over the character contact/crit link list and the character request thread--and many thanks to Ruxi for cleaning those up before I took them on--and I highly encourage you to utilize the both of them--communication is still and always will be ♥love♥ y/y?

So, in the spirit of communication, as ever, please feel free to IM me, email me, telegraph me, write me, send me semaphor, use smoke signals, zap me binary code, holler on walkie-talkies, toss me a tin can phone, squeeze me lemon juice letters, &c:

→[name]: Caru
→[personal eljay]: icarus_suraki
→[messenger]: cateyedcrow
→[e-mail]: cateyed.crow@gmail.com OR robot.mod@gmail.com

You know what else it means, though, right? There's a new god in town--one who has been ditched as the red Ferrari drives off into the sunset.

Please add Dr. Prof. Laszlo Jamf and maybe even say hello.