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Hi barok… aah how exactly did you dad die?!?

Anon.

My father was a cruel, foolish man. He believed that he could conquer anything, and that included the great beasts of the plains of Africa. He kept such animals in his house without knowing what such "pets" would demand in terms of care. He and his servants were injured many times by the unruly beasts. He was eventually killed by his favorite of his pets, the snake. It was entirely preventable.

Lord Barok van Zieks

Lord van Zieks, do you do ballet?

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To ⚙️,

I am rather surprised that you were able to pick up on such a trait of mine. It does depend upon how you define 'doing' ballet. My father would never let a son of his take any sort of lessons in something like ballet. It was below us, something a man should not be able to do.

However, every now and then, I would walk in on my brother dancing. His poses were graceful and difficult, showing off the power in his legs. He told me that it was ballet, though he never did tell me how he learned it.

It was something we bonded over. He showed me how to warm up for such dances, do careful stretches, how to perform leaps and lifts and other such things.

I do have an idea how he learned, but... that's long passed. Perhaps I can hire a private tutor for these lessons. I think it would be quite fun.

Lord Barok van Zieks

Dear Uncle Naruhodo,

I’m accused of murder can you please come and defend me please. It has something to with my late judicial assistant Miss Victoria.

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Henry



Dear Henry,

I... I do not know if I can comply with such a request. I understand the gravity of the situation, and it is something I never would want to find myself in, but the simple matter of fact is that I am in Japan and it will take me an immense amount of time to make it to Europe. My previous trip to London took me well over a month.

While I would love to help you with such a thing, I do not think I am the man for you. I am so, so sorry. Is there anyone else you could possibly ask?

Regretfully, Naruhodou Ryuunosuke

Question to Barok

I know Klint is a touchy subject for you but do you have any good memories you shared together? And..Does the acts of what he did still haunt you? What Stronghart did and how he manipulated you and Klint? -Ares S.

To Ares:

Klimt is a rather touchy subject of mine, yes. That being said, his relationship with me used to be quite good. He was my closest and only friend for quite some time. I smile when I look back on our early years, the summers in the sun, nights warming by the fire, catching bugs in our hands and going on hunting trips with my father. Our father.

I still have a difficult time believing that my brother could have killed someone. I know he did, I have come to accept that difficult truth, but I cannot follow any line of logic he may have used. Perhaps it was entirely illogical. What remains is that he did kill a man, and Stronghart used that fact to his advantage to ruin our lives, the lives of the families of men my brother was forced to kill, perhaps the entirety of law in London itself.

It will take me quite some time coming to terms with everything. It has been months since I was confronted with the news, and yet I have hardly been able to sort through the mass amount of emotions it still stirs from within me.

Thoughtfully yours, Barok van Zieks

souseki-san, if someone, say, a century from now, wanted to include you as a character who is a silly goofy little man in their fiction, would you want your hypothetical descendants to agree to such a depiction?

Ribbonroad-san,

I am rather fascinated by your question! The mere idea that someone would choose a man like myself in a story a full hundred years in the future is somewhat absurd. Does this mean that I will gain some sort of notoriety? Will my musings be popularized and recalled long after I am gone from this earth?

While I am not entirely certain that I would like to be remembered as a 'silly goofy man', as you said, I am honoured that they will remember me at all. So, I suppose I would have to say yes.

Signed, Natsume Souseki

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M... M- Mr Asman!!

Well I never imagined this! That this unusual postbox would allow for a contact with the afterlife!

🤯 H- Hello! I- I'm Nos E. Prick, reporting for The Daily Circus, sir! Oh, you sir, have no idea! You are a myth, a legend amongst us young journalists!

QUESTION!!!: What is the secret to effectively utilizing 🎩 gentleman power🎩 to achieve one's life goals?

With great admiration! 😍

Mr Nos E. Prick

Dear Mr. Prick,

It is wonderful to hear from someone who holds me in the regard I have earned over the course of my life. I do not understand the mechanics by which the living are able to contact me in this afterlife, nor have I really figured out how to contact others undead, but I am happy that I was able to hear from an upstanding young man as yourself.

I cannot speak on just any life path, but I do know how to achieve one's goals if such goals are in the esteemed field of journalism. The advice I will give will be obvious, though not easy to follow.

You must do anything you can in order to get the news. You may find yourself causing scandals anonymously so that you can be the one to have the first story out about it. You can bend the truth if it would benefit you, because outright lies are far easier to prove than simple exaggerations.

Involve yourself with those who make headlines. Politicians, criminals, wealthy men... anyone who can give you a leg up on the competitors. Create good relationships with those who are in the thick of conflict or scandal, and they will tell you about it. Do not be afraid to portray their side of the story. Outrage still pays the bills. If you desire more advice, I could go on and on, though I would hate to bore you.

Yours, Odie Asman

kazuma-sama i want you to know that the curse you cast upon the auchi clan will in fact persist for centuries to come, members of the auchi clan will be consistently humiliated by naruhodou-sans kin generations from now

Of course it will. I do not curse family bloodlines lightly.

Catch me being as self indulgent as possible…

Hey Rosie! What’s up with Enoch?

[modverse, not canon verse]

Dear ace-chaser,

I have been keeping an eye on my brother, and I find it quite entertaining that he simply lives there now. He is thriving with his close friend Benjamin, creating all sorts of ridiculous contraptions together and having great fun.

It is wonderful to see him like this.

Thank you, Rosie

Can ghosts of dead characters interact with the living characters? 👻

Hello!

I think that ghost characters can interact with the living characters. I cannot say that the stuff within those conversations will remain canon, if that makes sense? For example, if Klimt tells Barok some information he didn't know before, he probably wouldn't be able to recall it, but I think if they've talked before he would be able to remember it again.

Maybe he'd remember it like a dream, or something? It's tough, because this is technically happening through letters, but I would like to see some interactions like that happen. The one thing is, if someone sends an ask from a character but it feels too out of character, I may not answer it.

I hope that makes sense! Signed, Mod of the Baskervilles

To Albert and Barok let’s just say you two had twins a boy and a girl what would you name the kids?

What a delightfully difficult question, anon!

As may not surprise you, I haven't put much thought into having children. I hope I do not need to explain why. That being said, I brought it up with Barok and we both have some things of note about names. I personally believe that twins should have names beginning with the same letters, and he truly enjoys the idea of naming children after plants.

I suggested Henry or Henrietta, and perhaps Harold. Maybe Harry. He thought that perhaps we could go with Heather and Hyacinth. I don't believe I can narrow it down from that list without any help! I have a hard enough time making other, even less important decisions.

What a thought, though. I love it! Albert Harebrayne