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phoenixdominant: <user name=sheme> (pic#16608290)
[personal profile] phoenixdominant
Type: Text
Sender ID: phoenixdominant (Joshua Rosfield)
To: Open
Subject: Research into medical conditions, sicknesses and diseases.
Warnings: Tba.

Hello, I am Joshua Rosfield. I fly under the corsair's banner with The Hideaway.

Of late, I have set myself to the task of compiling a reference, a compendium, if you will, of the many maladies, curses, afflictions, and fevers known to manifest upon this star. My concern lies not with ailments familiar to our home worlds, but rather with those that are native to this star alone. Born of its soil, sky, and magics.

This work will encompass all that is known. Recorded symptoms, confirmed cases, and such cures or countermeasures devised by learned minds or discovered through hard-won experience.

Here are a few of those examples that I've gathered:
The Drowning Sickness:
📌 A rare and insidious illness, marked first by the appearance of a deep black bruise upon the skin. Often on the hands, at the base of the neck, spine, or over the heart. The bruise is tender to the touch and slowly grows in size and intensity, becoming inflamed as the affliction progresses.

While waking symptoms are troubling, it is during sleep that the sickness reveals its true nature. Those afflicted are haunted by vivid, suffocating dreams. Visions of drowning in dark, endless seas. With each sleep, the dreams deepen. Patients note the sensation of lungs filling with water, of being pulled under by unseen hands, or of sinking into deep, endless water.

Upon waking, the sufferer experiences acute breathlessness, as though having truly emerged from drowning. Over time, rousing from sleep becomes increasingly difficult, and some fall into a slumber from which they never wake. Death comes quietly, the body showing signs of asphyxiation. Lungs filled not with water, but with nothing at all.

If untreated, it is always fatal. The interval from first bruise to death varies. Between three to nine nights, depending on the patient's strength and resistance.

📌 Treatment: While no universal cure is known, skilled healers have reported partial success through use of aetheric purgatives combined with dreambinding incantations. Removal or destruction of the bruise by mundane means (burning, lancing) has no effect and may hasten decline. Smelling salts or ingesting powerful angelic jellyfish have shown some success in staving off deeper stages of the dreams, though their effect is temporary, offering only reprieve rather than remedy. What appears to be definitive is surviving the drowning dream, itself.


The Crystal Affliction:
📌 A rare condition said to be contracted by those who venture too deep into the forgotten caverns and shadowed mountains of remote, uncharted isles. Victims first notice sharp, painful growths erupting upon the skin. Jagged shards of crystal or glass-like rock, as though the land itself seeks to reclaim their flesh.

Left untreated, the affliction progresses. The crystalline formations spread, encumbering movement, disrupting vital functions, and slowly petrifying the body from within. In time, the victim is left encased in a gleaming, translucent prison. A statue of living crystal, robbed of will and warmth.

Those in the later stages suffer from extreme lethargy, dulled senses, and an emotional emptiness that renders them pliable, easily manipulated and easily controlled.

📌 Treatment: Healers across all the Leviathans have developed a method to remove the crystalline growths through careful surgery, thanks to a local riftfarer’s extensive knowledge of crystal. The procedure is long and taxing, requiring potent sedatives or enchantments to ease the pain. Even so, few emerge unscarred and this procedure has yet to be mastered.


The Thornbind Curse:
📌 A highly contagious, creeping ailment marked by vine-like growths that first appear upon the hand. Over time, these thorned tendrils thicken and climb the body, binding tighter with each passing day. The afflicted are left with painful welts, bruises, and skin pierced by sharp thorns.

Evidently, the vines seem to grow faster in those weighed down by deep, unmet desires, as if the affliction feeds upon longing that is left to fester.

📌 Treatment: A medicinal cure was created that can be taken topically to cure the affliction completely. Trials have proved extremely successful. A full entry on the cure can be found here.

While there remains much yet to study regarding the myriad of ailments afflicting this realm, I pen these entries in hopes they may one day form the foundation of a true medical compendium, for the benefit of others.

On that note, my current inquiries lie with the nature of petrification in all its varied and vexing forms. I seek not only to understand its onset, but to uncover means by which to slow its advance, or better yet, reverse it. Should you possess notes, I would be most grateful for your shared insight.

And, as I am aware, this is hardly the most uplifting or interesting fare for one's morning coffee ... do share instead tales of your most recent voyages across the seas? I love a tale.


[And that concludes this giant nerd post.]
pinksidekicking: (60)
[personal profile] pinksidekicking
Type: Text
Sender ID: pinksidekicking (Nimona)
To: Everyone
Subject: Two year anniversary
Warnings: Probably none, except some terrible puns

Whale, whale, whale, looks like it's almost been another whole year. And in three weeks some of us will have been here for two years! It's sun-believable! Feels like I just got here yesterday sometimes. Then I look back on all the stuff I did, the friends I made, the family I found and feels like it's gone by in a flash! Not to get em-ocean-al or anything like that.

Tell me about some of the fin-tastic stuff you've done in your time here. Or the things you wanna do in the future!

I don't have any o-fish-al questions or anything, so just say crab-solutely anything on your mind! Don't get tide down with details.

Let's sea, for me, a lot of good stuff happened - and some kinda bad too.
1. Got to ride a ferris wheel with my newly adopted dad.
2. Painted a mural.
3. I have a family who accepts all of me even after they've seen the worst of me.
4. Sword lessons, gun lessons!

Hm, things I wanna do in the next year.
1. Have a birthday party!
2. Paint more murals.
3. Adopt a dragon sibling.
4. Become different creatures from other worlds (I'm working on chocobo)!
5. ... not use text-to-speech or speech-to-text function so much.

Ok, your turn now. You'll be shrimp-ly amazing!
scooba: (Deep Swim)
[personal profile] scooba
Type: Text
Sender ID: Pers (Freminet)
To: Everyone
Subject: Who wants a mechanic
Warnings: N/A

This is something I've been wondering for a while. It seems that I have been slacking off on my abilities lately.

While I'm not the best when it comes to machines, I do want to do my best.

Is there something I can make for you? Or perhaps fix?
baymaxing: (Knows my name)
[personal profile] baymaxing
Type: Video
Sender ID: baymaxing (Hiro Hamada)
To: Public/Open
Subject: Upgrades for Baymax
Warnings: Not that I can think of?

[Hiro is out on the Island with Baymax. A much larger Baymax, or at least, he looks it, wearing new armour. Hiro is clearly the one recording as he turns the camera from Baymax to himself.]

It's ready! I think. I'm pretty sure. Doesn't he look awesome?! We can probably fly again! Baymax, test out the rocket fist.

[The camera points back to Baymax in the armour. The fist that isn't connected to the shield/barrier at his arm comes forward, and he aims it, firing it and showing that it works, to Hiro's delight. Hiro whoops and leaps in his excitement.]

Okay. Now flying.

[Baymax activates his rocket boots, showing that he can hover and control it before he goes higher, doing a circle above Hiro before landing again.]

Yes! Yes! This is awesome! It works! It finally works!
reindered: (To stand)
[personal profile] reindered
Type: Video
Sender ID: reindered (Tony Tony Chopper)
To: Public/Everyone
Subject: Transformations
Warnings: uh idk talk of transforming/not being human??

[Chopper turns on the video, seeming nervous, but determined at the same time. He figures he should probably tell everyone about his other transformations, just in case. He doesn't want to accidentally scare or confuse anyone, after all. He....probably should have done this a good while ago. Still, better late than never? Or something like that. He takes a deep breath and gives a wave with his hoof to the camera of the shellphone.]

Um. Hello, everyone. It's me. Chopper. I just figured I should let everyone know. I know this is what most of you have seen, this form. It's the one I call Brain Point. But I have others too. Guard Point, Walk Point, Heavy Point, Arm Point, Horn Point, and Jumping Point. I just thought I should show everyone. So I don't scare anyone. Or confuse anyone.

[And he will show each one to the camera. So that everyone can see what he looks like. So that nobody hopefully gets surprised by it. Even if he is usually in his Brain Point form, that doesn't mean he never finds reason to change sometimes. So it is better to prepare everyone?]

Um. I hope this is okay. That I didn't scare anyone. I just figured this way it wouldn't be a surprise? I'm also still trying to help out where I can, as a doctor, so. If anyone is sick or hurt, just let me or the rest of my crew know, and I can come help!
fractales: (It's something always there)
[personal profile] fractales
Type: Video
Sender ID: fractales(Professor Turo)
To: Public
Subject: Puppies
Warnings: TBA

Good day, everyone.

[An easily polite opening, Turo carrying the phone in hand, just getting a shot of his head and shoulder—]

My apologies for being on low contact for a while, even thought some of you could still easily find me at Cosmo Conservatory animal sanctuary. There was a... much needed break taken, one could say. Not that it was completely filled with rest.

[—some could likely recognize Dojima sitting on the floor within view, Mariposa walking up beside the man and setting one of the wiggly, squeaky-noise making puppies right into the man's hands. More than one in view as while Dojima was playing with them, well.

In a short amount of time the detective was simply on his back and at the 'mercy' of Xolos puppies just starting to get their paws under them. Iron Valiant carrying a few clean blankets simply stepping over/around it all easily.

Turo focusing the camera on himself, a very sleepy Xolos puppy cradled against his chest -a few white spots on otherwise black fuzz- with a loose lavender 'ribbon' around its neck. Could possibly count 8 puppies in total.]


Mariposa made sure of that. Once they are a little older, and house trained, these little ones going off to a less crowded home may do them well; and do not worry if you do consider it, this breed does do well around other animals.

Do feel free to stop by and visit in person, or simply ask over this.

[Despite that Things Keep Happening™ there, at least this had been a brighter spot.]
noctuagoetia: Made by <user name="noctuagoetia"> (This is hella awkward)
[personal profile] noctuagoetia
Type: Video
Sender ID: noctuagoetia (Stolas)
To: Public
Subject: Cooking Lessons.
Warnings: None besides awkward bird


[There was hesitation as the goetia stared at his shellphone. There was a burning question he wanted assistance with but also wanting to keep it from this imp roommate. Was there a way to filter who saw? He rarely touched the thing other to message Blitzø...


Pushing a few keys, experimenting, he turned on the video fed. Two pairs of red eyes blinked back as surprise washed across his owlish face. Welp, guess we're doing this. Stolas just hoped that maybe Blitzø was occupied with other things to see.


Raising a hand, he waved his talons at the screen forcing a smile.
]


Hello there. I think this is the first time I've addressed everyone in this manner since being here.

I have seen come on here to ask for advice, which is the reason why I'm signing on. There wouldn't be someone here who knows how to cook and would be willing to teach me? Sadly my ability barely goes past pouring a bowl of cereal with milk. [He reaches up to flatten the plumes on the top of his head, his eyes drifting to the side.] Since I'm... living with someone, I want to try my hand a it. To be a good roommate!

If anyone is willing to help, I would appreciate it.
halfdog: (» 146)
[personal profile] halfdog
Type: Video
Sender ID: halfdog (Inuyasha) ft. bloodthirstydawn (Moroha)
To: Everyone
Subject: Birthday
Warnings: N/A


[ The video opens to... the ceiling? With a fair bit of commotion in the background. Voices can be heard near the vicinity of the shellphone, suggesting its user is nearby, before an irritated sigh booms from the side. ]

—Why's it such a big deal, anyway!? It doesn't matter!

[ The jostled device shifts as a hand seems to reach for the camera, only for it to be snatched away just as small fists attempt to clamp themself around it.

Another sigh, but this time from a much younger voice.


"Aw, don't be like that, dad! It's your birthday! Just lettem know!"

There's a loud "tsk!" that follows, and long white hair flashes across the screen before the scene moves again. Almost as if... he had climbed on something? Higher? The world below looks a little smaller, but with that clarity comes the beaming face of Moroha. Her half scowling, half smiling face indicting her motives quite clearly.

"It's a big deal! Tell'em or I'll do it for you...!" ]

H- hey! Back up! Don't touch that—

[ .... Annnnd a "thunk!" followed by the shellphone toppling to the ground as Moroha sweeps in and scoops it up.

"Haaaappy birthday! Make sure to say it to'em, too—" ]

Morohaaaaaa!!

[ Before more rustling and the feed cuts off— ]

video

Mar. 18th, 2025 10:22 pm
pinksidekicking: (59)
[personal profile] pinksidekicking
Type: video
Sender ID: pinksidekicking (Nimona)
To: General
Subject: Distractions, Story Time
Warnings: Vague mention to the kidnappings

[ When Nimona appears on the shellphone, she's wearing a manta ray onesie and has an extremely big manta ray plush as her pillow. ]

I know some big terrible things are happening right now, but that's kinda the point of this. I just need a distraction, because I dunno if I'm gonna get much sleep anyway.

[ She'd rather be out there searching, breaking things... ]

Let's talk about our worlds. It can be about anything. Stories, legends, stuff that's happened to you personally, whatever. I'll start.

[ The shellphone is propped up. ]

My world is weird. We've got knights and a kingdom, but we've also got crazy levels of tech compared to this place. Flying vehicles, laser weapons, those sort of hologram screens. Don't ask me how any of it really works, I only know how to use it.

We've got royalty... though the queen was recently killed. Not sure who's gonna be in charge now. I don't pay that close of attention to what the humans do. And we've got our old stories too. Mostly about a monster and the woman who defeated it a thousand years ago and became a hero.

[ Nimona points at herself. ]

It's me, I'm the "monster". Not really a monster, though, just different from everyone else in my world.

Your turn, if you wanna talk to anyone.
baymaxing: (Jumped out a window)
[personal profile] baymaxing
Type: Video
Sender ID: baymaxing (Hiro Hamada)
To: Public, Open
Subject: Experimenting/Inventing
Warnings: Nothing I can immediately think of?

[Hiro tinkers, messing around with a....glove? that looks to be using the magitech available here. He tests it out, standing and jumping to test out his boots as well, to see if it helps him jump higher, along with the gloves working to create what looks like some sort of barrier. He grins as he lands, laughing and fist-pumping the air before giving Baymax a fist-bump.]

Alright! I think it's getting there! Yes! I've been working on this for a bit, trying to figure out a new suit here. Since my other one is still back home, I've been trying to figure out something that works here, with what we have. If anyone else wants me to make something or fix something, I can give it a go too. I want to help out where I can.
prince_of_the_moon: (☾ king)
[personal profile] prince_of_the_moon
Type: Text
Sender ID: crescentmoon (Sesshomaru)
To: General Public
Subject: Home-sickness. Loneliness. Just a tough demon being tough.
Warnings: TBD.

I want my family to respond. How many of us remain?

I also wish to know of other demons and half-demons. You are not in danger; I only wish to know of your skills. Since our abilities are dimmed, it would be easiest if we worked together.

I will not rely on the tattoos.

Voice

Mar. 16th, 2025 05:29 am
scooba: (Cry Baby)
[personal profile] scooba
Type: Voice
Sender ID: Freminet and Alhaitham
To: Public
Subject: Muffled Voices
Warnings: Mistaken Identify and a kidnapping

[There wasn't much that could be heard. In the background, there was a familiar voice telling the guards something.]

I'm sorry but you got the wrong person, I'm not...!

[Before he could even say anything, there were guards telling him otherwise. In that moment, it was clear from all the yelling that this mysterious voice was being taken somewhere. The sound of swords could be heard but he was clearly outmatched.]

What makes you think that I'm the person?

[And yet, before he could even finish, that's when another voice could be heard. Calm as he was, there was yet another fight that could be heard.]

Wait, Alhaitham, you can't do that! We'll be in bigger trouble!

[Although, that's when there were more guards coming in. Immediately, in that moment, Freminet panicked before everything turned silent.]

voice

Mar. 15th, 2025 02:52 pm
makoglow: (27)
[personal profile] makoglow
Type: Voice
Sender ID: makoglow - Cloud Strife
To: General
Subject: Where the hell am I
Warnings: None, I think


[ There's no video feed here and even the audio quality isn't great. It's like there's a degree of interference. And then comes Cloud's grunt. ]

--the hell am --? [ Yeah that static isn't clearing up. ] Can -- hear me?

[ Well Cloud sure hopes so! ]

Assholes --- me ---. Just woke --- and I -- no idea where --- -- --. Going to try --- break ---. Took -- materia and ----. Will just have -- --- them some payback.

[ Well it seems to go quiet on his end... Is that a good thing. Or... ]
halfdog: (» 99)
[personal profile] halfdog
Type: Video
Sender ID: halfdog (Inuyasha)
To: Everyone
Subject: No subject
Warnings: No warnings! Will update later if need be.

Ugh! I've had just about enough of this!

[ To the surprise of no one at all, Inuyasha is flashing his mean mug to the screen, sporting his usual scowl. No, he is not happy to be addressing any of you, but this is a matter of importance. ]

This is the third place this week that's tried to kick me out— where am I suppose to eat now, huh!? All the ramen shop owners have just up and disappeared all of a sudden!

[ He leans a bit closer to the screen, yellow eyes seemingly peering into your own. Yeah, he's talking to you specifically!! ]

All this backstabbing and lying about these damn whales is really pissing me off! So if you're the one causing all this mess, you better fess up! Do it or I'm comin' for you myself!

[ He puffs out a sigh before leaning away from the shellphone, still scowling. ]

You better not be holdin' out on any information about those stupid crystals, either. I'm gunna find the guys who did this, with or without anyone's help! So if you're thinking about doin' the same you better not slow me down.

[ There's a low grumble that follows... but is that from him or his stomach? Inuyasha groans, muttering something low yet audible under his breath: ]

My ramen...




[ Was he just hangry? ]
pinksidekicking: (106)
[personal profile] pinksidekicking
Type: Video
Sender ID: pinksidekicking (Nimona)
To: General
Subject: Going home briefly
Warnings: Death (temporary)

[ The video feed comes on to show Nimona, who some people may have noticed was missing for about three days. She looks fine and is smiling, and it looks to be a genuine one. ]

Wow wow wow. Going home is soooooo weird. Like I'd heard people forget all about this place, but experiencing it myself is a whole different thing. One minute I was here, and the next I'd forgotten a whole year and some change of my life.

[ Nimona flops back on a giant manta ray plushie. ]

It was a real wild ride being there. First I turned into a giant shadow dragon, again, and I get saved. Then this crazy lady turned a huge laser cannon on the center of the kingdom just to kill li'l ol' me. [ Cue the innocent expression. ] She was gonna kill so many people just to take me out.

[ She flips over on to her stomach, bringing her shellphone with her to set down. ]

Joke's on her! I turned into a huge fiery bird, flew across the kingdom and BAAAAM! [ Nimona makes one hand fly and smash against her other hand in a loud slap. ] Slammed into the fully charged cannon with my whole body and BOOOOOOOM! [ Both hands fly apart to mimic an explosion, complete with sound effects. ] We exploded! It was epic! She died, I died, and I don't think anyone else died.

[ Nimona jumps up onto her feet, raising a fist above her head in a victory pose. ]

Then I rose like a phoenix from the ashes! Now I'm back here.

[ She picks up the phone again to bring it close to her face. ]

And that's the story!
gruffier: (faded to grey)
[personal profile] gruffier
Type: Voice
Sender ID: gruffier (Clive Rosfield)
To: Open to everyone
Subject: New Year Resolutions
Warnings: N/A

I've heard it customary to lay plans for the future upon the new year. Saying your goals out loud has always helped me to achieve them, so I'm curious to know what goals you have planned for yourself. Be they large or small.

I've nothing grandiose for myself— only to be a better person. A person worthy of friendship, and to continue to help those around me.

[ And after a small pause: ]

—Maybe open a petting zoo, at this rate.
nutsornothing: (002)
[personal profile] nutsornothing
Type: Video
Sender ID: nutsornothing
To: Public
Subject: Why do parents suck so much?
Warnings: Mentions of death.

I'm back. Did ya miss me?
 
[Standing upon the water's edge of Eltrut's beach, Denji can be found skipping rocks into the depths of the ocean proper. His focus on the crashing waves with his bare feet absorbed by the rushing waters, a stoic expression washed over his features as he sighs solemnly.]
 
So who else had shitty parents growing up, huh?
 
[A small pause before tossing another rock into the sea, plopping himself down onto the ground before turning his full attention towards the feed.]
 
I don't remember much about my mom she died when I was real young from a heart condition but at least she wasn't around to see how big of a prick my dad turned out to be. He was a real piece of crap all my life until he crooked and left me with his problems too. 
 
[Denji wasn't about to tell the masses what actually happened to his father after finding out none too recently but that was besides the point here. A half amused burst of laughter erupts as he tries to lighten the mood a bit grinning fiendishly.]
 
I can't be the only one around here with an asshole for a parent so what's all your stories?
prince_of_the_moon: (☾ remorse)
[personal profile] prince_of_the_moon
Type: Text
Sender ID: crescentmoon (Sesshomaru)
To: General Public
Subject: Since communicating is so easy, why not make use of it?
Warnings: TBD

What do you value most? How far would you go to protect it?
seaboards: (Default)
[personal profile] seaboards

WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS



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A group of collaborators is looking to put together Escordvi’s very first annual advent calendar. For its inaugural year, they want to compile a collection of pictures of beautiful riftfarers to represent each month. These pictures can range anywhere from beauty shots, to thirsty body shots, to tasteful fashion poses. Anything goes!

Have your character post their own (or their friends, enemies, boyfriends, girlfriends, dogs) photos to this network post. NPCS can also be used to post photos. Then feel free to comment around on the photos with which month or season you think would suit them best. Or just comment about how much you like the photos. Who’s hot? Who’s not? Or about how horrified you are that someone posted yours! Any and all feedback is needed so they can create the best calendar ever!

At the end of the month, an advent calendar for 2025 will be created! If there are enough submissions, there will be multiple calendars so don't be shy or think you'll be left out! For ease of use, the calendar has been broken down into the four seasons so that multiple themed shots can be posted. Get posting!

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fractales: (Do what makes you happy)
[personal profile] fractales
Type: Video
Sender ID: fractales (Professor Turo)
To: General Public
Subject: Cosmo Conservatory & other projects
Warnings: Brief mention of animal injury

[Turo leaned back from the shellphone propped up on a desk within the main medical facility within Cosmo Conservatory-]

Hello and good day, most of you know me as Professor Turo.

I have the pleasure to announce a project that is for the animal sanctuary known as Cosmo Conservatory, after discussing it with Nanaki of course. For those of you who might enjoy plush animals, I will be creating them resembling the various creatures that call this sanctuary home. All proceeds from them will be going straight into the upkeep of the Conservatory, and of course the creatures' care.

[Just over his shoulder popped up the head of an odd bird with a soft cry as feathers ruffled, glancing back to show there was a second -wrapped in bandages around one of the larger wings and chest area- that it was perched close to.

The one up cleared the distance at a glide, latching onto the back of Turo's coat and making it to perc on his shoulder and better showing off is size simple as that. Turo carefully lifted a hand briefly for it to 'nibble' at the side of it-]


Including these two new arrivals, and their eggs.

[The shellphone was picked up then, giving a better view of the makeshift nest the other was rested in briefly before showing off a sample collection of various plush he already made.]

The plushies will be done in the style I have tested out with these, just to allow me to create them in a timely fashion. [Picking up the very fluffy Volcarona in a hand to better show the size and, well, just how squishable it was, the creature on his shoulder preening a little of it's fluff in curiosity.] I can customize them easily as well, if that is something anyone is willing to perhaps give a little extra for.

I am happy to answer any questions about this project, or anything about Cosmo Conservatory for those curious.

[Turo had needed a bit of a break before he re-buried himself into the issues of Bugsnax, apparently-]

I also apologize if anyone has tried to reach me here, given the amount of time I have dedicated to searching for a cure in dealing with Bugsnax and further research being done on Snaxburg Isle. I will still be tending to that, alongside anyone else who wishes to combine efforts.

Have a good day, and thank you for your time.