Aug. 28th, 2011

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Aug. 28th, 2011 11:27 am
[identity profile] darkstrom.livejournal.com
[Here's a face that hasn't been around a while. Riku seems to be distracted, however, as he has something furry and white on top of his head. The bobbing red pompom just to the corner of the screen might be a good hint.]

Hey. I got my communicator back. I've missed a lot, so just fill me in.

[There's a very audible 'kupo!' as Riku tries to discreetly dislodge the moogle on his head, to no avail.]

I'm in the Deep Jungle. If anyone needs help here, just call me. Something around here scratched a moogle... It might be dangerous if it's a heartless.
[identity profile] feelsforthem.livejournal.com
[The communicator turns on with a crack. Lucca is staring at it, frowning in concentration. But she doesn't seem to realize she's turned it on. Unless she intended to send out a video of a chisel in the extreme foreground and a hammer coming down upon it.

The chisel glances off the phone's surface and out of her hand and she mumbles something decidedly vulgar-sounding under her breath.]


...can't open it up this way, either. It's worse than the Gummi Blocks.

[She removes her gloves with a sigh, then sits up again and holds a single finger up. It glows, first red-hot and then white, and the heat of it can be seen in the way the air around her hand distorts the image behind it.]

Okay, pal. Remember that I did try to play nice. Let's see how this works...

---

[And less than an hour later, there's a fairly alarming bang coming from one of the rooms available for rent in Traverse Town. A few seconds afterward, a window is thrown open and smoke pours out followed by a smoke-marked Lucca, coughing and gulping down the clean air.]
[identity profile] pinkhairedkitty.livejournal.com
[Yuiko appears to be focused... really focused on something as she soon flinched, holding up her finger and spotting a small pool of blood starting to appear from the injury.]

Now where did I put the plasters.

[She puts what she was doing down and walks off to get something, a plaster to be more certain. So she soon sorts herself out, her fingers showing clearly now that she had plasters on another finger or to.]

Nearly done.

[She picks up the needle and thread as she continues to sew,the object she was holding appeared to be a little pouch with letters sewn upon it. If you look close enough you would see the name Zell upon it. After a couple of minutes Yuiko looks rather happy.]

There finally done.

[She holds it up happy at the result before she places it down next to some other pouches before she reaches over to pick up the communcator.]

I've finally finished my project I've been working on for the past couple of week.

[She smiles, proud of what she has done before turning them around to show off all the pouches she had done, anyone she has come to consider a friend will see there name upon one of them.]

They are meant to be Munny pouches, but I keep thinking that maybe they are too small. What do you think?
[identity profile] protohero.livejournal.com
[The video clicks on, revealing the very top of some spiky blond hair and most of a wall above that, also part of a ceiling. Then it tilts down to center a little crookedly on a boy's face, probably in his mid-teens, with bright blue eyes and, at the moment, kind of a questioning expression as he examines the device.]

So it's like this...?

Yeah, just like that! Go on, say something, your friends should know you're okay!

Uhm, okay then! [Ven focuses on the camera, giving it a big grin and raising one hand to wave a little.] Hey! My name's Ventus - call me Ven. I just... um, woke up, and I was hoping I could get in touch with someone I know... Terra? Aqua? Are you guys all right?

I think I've got a lot to catch up on.
[identity profile] aliveinphoenix.livejournal.com
[The dream opens with Locke and Rachel rushing into a cave on a treasure hunting expedition. He's extremely giddy about finding her an engagement ring that he's reckless, running across a ledge without looking.

His communicator is turned on when his girlfriend viciously pushes him off the falling rock, plummeting to the ground.]
[identity profile] bittyrydia.livejournal.com
[It's a shame that Rydia's second time (accidentally) sending a message through the communicator has her distraught again, even worse than before. But, such is her fate upon receiving one of Hades' 'gifts' from the Underworld. What results is a scene all too familiar to the young girl; the town is burning, as living balls of flame soar and collide with structures and people alike.]

NO! Stop! GO AWAY! LEAVE THEM ALONE!

[Rydia drops the communicator on the ground as she runs about and tries to put out the flames with blasts from her Ice Rod, but it falls at such an angle as plenty can still be seen. The little girl soon drops her rod as well, as she falls to her knees beside an unmoving woman.]

Mother?!? ...no....

[She bows her head, sobs wracking her tiny frame. So engrossed is she that she doesn't hear the clank of armor belonging to someone just entering the screen's range...that of a certain dragoon.]

Foul work, to be sure. But we'll need to kill the girl, as well....
[identity profile] rebornaninsect.livejournal.com
[Wearing dark menacing armor all the time doesn't exactly make anyone seem nice, but there's something about Golbez that's especially menacing today. He is enshrouded in darkness as though it were a cloak. He is in the midst of a battle, but who- or what- he fights against cannot yet be seen.]

Desperate fools! 

[Rather than his usual calm tone, his voice is filled with rage- but it's nothing compared to the voice that speaks next. The voice is there, yet not, and full of rage and loathing.]

Miserable creatures! Destroy them. They hurry toward their fate like the insects they are. 

[And Golbez obeys the voice, charging Thundaga, and then sending the spell off toward the unseen enemy in a crackle of lightning, to be met with shouts of pain.]

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