Fanmail The Fortieth

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[ Fanmail will be found in big boxes full of letters in the lobby, to be easily found by anyone who's walking by if the box isn't pulled quick enough. Some letters have QR codes, with instructions to scan them with your cell phone's free QR code scanner function. Beyond the letters that are submitted below, you may assume there are more letters in every box if you'd like.

Although bodies of letters may include idol aliases, assume every envelope and package is addressed to or otherwise uses the official idol name of the character.

Letters found in the "Everyone" header may be assumed to be part of every unit's box, most likely with multiple copies of the submission unless otherwise stated.

Characters on hiatus have their fanmail IC saved and stuffed into their mailbox for when they return! They'll be located in this post for easy findings, but don't worry, the fans' feelings will reach the character somehow ;)

Fanmail given to dropped characters will be sent to everyone in the unit, though still labeled with the dropped character's name. You can find these in the "Every Unit" subheader. ]

LiliS
sensitIV
pep!pep!
Taisho Roman Revolution
BAD END=DEAD END
future is now
WILD CITY
☆ZRAEL
Heart Soldier Senshi
AlcheME!
avante en garde
BARiTONES
Everyone

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Mateus the Corrupt

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Re: Mateus the Corrupt

[(Anonymous)]

Two rings: one band made of a rippled, dark iridescent metal, with slivers of red visible between the seams - made of Gilgamesh metal. The other, a glowing blue fragment of life force, chipped into shape (and if those chips seem to somehow resemble eerie faces, well, that's probably just a coincidence)

Re: Mateus the Corrupt

[(Anonymous)]

From THE TALENTED MR MATEUS THE CORRUPT by DarkDesires

"Pathetic," he sneered at the other man, contempt radiating from beneath his mask that was considerably less interesting to look at than Alexander's mask was. "You boasted of unrivaled power. You were entrusted with țͫͤ̃̽̉̇̐h̹͙̜̳͚̰̼ͥ̓͛̂̿̈͋́̽͠͝ę̩͇͐͗ͨ̀̽̋̃̚͘ ̛̝̤̱̎ͅų͍͔͇̬̬̦̑́̆͐̃ͯ̊l̨͇̻͐ͥ̊̌̂̊͘ṭ͈̉̏ͭ̾ͤ͋͑̀͌ĩ̢̼͖̭̯̇͆͆ͩͦ̓͟m̨̞̭̦̙ͦͣͣ̚͝a̧̱̠͔͔ͬͭ͊͂̕t͂ͪͦ҉̛̝e̴̢͓̗̹̰͈͎̥͔ͦ̂͠ ̠̻̰̣̿ͨ́̀͊̏͜͠ẉ̴͎͉̜̩͔̜̎̃eͬͪ͆̋ͤ̆͏̲̙͓̤͇͈̠ä̸ͤ͛ͩ͋ͨ̏͡҉͍̬͎̦p̢̖̓ͮ̋͘o̟͍͖̩̓̒̾ͥ́ͭ͗͌ǹ͎̥͍̖͇̗͎ͥ͊̃̾͌͑̊. The ultimate magic! And still you failed. So much for the glory of man."
"I really haven't the first idea what you're talking about, my dear," Alexander said, stepping toward him across the floor of the beachside apartment holding two glasses of chilled Sancerre. Though naturally he spoke fluent W̴̵̙̦̮͈̭͕̞̅̈́̍̓ͫe̞̯̿̈́͑ͤͫ̃ͬ̚͢e̵̡̙̗͎ͨ̍ͩ̾̀n̶̯̜̩̺̫̤̳͋ͫ͆ͅẅ̵̨̭͉̱͚͈̽̏ͭ̽͞ͅo̵ͪ͂̉͋̒ͯ͏͙̲͠ơ̢ͭ́̇͋҉͙̫̝͉ͅn, that hardly made the substance of Mateus's sudden fit of temper any easier to divine. "Were we not here to discuss tomorrow's money heist? That is, if you cannot think of anything more diverting to do." He quirked an eyebrow sexily and endeavoured to stand up straight even though his back was hurting quite a lot. Yes, a lie down sounded perfect abolut now... for all sorts of reasons. If only the other man would take off his mask and come and sit down. Mateus's mercurial nature really could be quite trying at times.
"The growing imbalance afflicting the planet must be redressed," Mateus said, turning to gaze moodily across the sea. The sun was burning low on the horizon, burnishing the waters a deep gold. Soon, under cover of darkness, the great Money Heist would begin. "If it is permitted to worsen, the very laws of existence – both aetheric and physical – will be warped beyond all recognition."
Alexander patted him on the shoulder. "There, there," he said soothingly. "It will all come out aright tomorrow, that I'm certain of. Now would you please drink your wine? It really is quite frightfully expensive and I would hate for it to get warm." He handed Mateus his glass and watched as he took a sip. "Now, isn't that better?"
"Know you the root of this corruption?" Mateus asked, meeting the other man's eyes meaningfully.
Oh dear, Alexander thought. "I couldn't begin to imagine," he said. "But no doubt you will tell me. No doubt it will be at quite punishing length. You must allow me to sit down first, it's been a long day and I'm not as young as I once was."