001 Video~

[spiritofguardia.livejournal.com]

[ A man with messy blonde hair and brown eyes appears in the video looking more than a little confused as he tries to figure out the device he was given.]

Yes...I believe it to be working now...but is it relaying a message yet? Oh! Yes, I think so.

[He stops fiddling with it and looks into it properly, his demeanor turning more formal.]

Excuse me, my apologies. My name is Cyrus and I have, really, only just arrived here. I was informed this place is called 'Traverse Town' and that there are many like me who do not normally belong here.

Is this the case? And, if so, what else can those of you who fit that description say of this place? I must admit, my curiosity is strong and I would like to know as much as I am able to learn of my new...home...as I suspect I will not be returning.

001 | Video

[amuletskeeper.livejournal.com]

[A young woman gives the device a concerned look and it's apparent that she's in an alley way of Traverse Town...somewhere.]

Um...if someone would be so kind...I believe I am lost. I know that kind Moogle showed me a little bit of this place, but, I seem to have gotten myself turned around.

Please, I am new here and I'm not certain where to turn so as not to get more lost.
Not...that I suppose I truly have a destination in mind, but, I would at least like to see something familiar again.
So, if it would not be too much trouble, could someone, perhaps, direct me in a better direction?

Thank you.

001 ♠ video

[blastingzones.livejournal.com]

[Appearing on the feed and getting straight down to business, Leon gives the feed a single nod in greeting.]

So. I've been hearing about some of you guys wanting to join the Restoration Committee. Frankly, we could use all the help we can get. ...I would have done this sooner, but. [A shrug.] Been a little hectic.

Here it is, then. If you're interested, reply to this message with your name, your skills - fighting or otherwise - and what world you're living on. Who knows. If we get enough interest, we might be able to set up a little something on each world. Radiant Garden's not the only one that needs help.

[And he leaves it at that, promptly turning the feed off again.]

One video

[nextohim.livejournal.com]

[the feed comes on, showing the image of a distressed girl with her hair caught up on one side by a colorful band and held on the other by a braid and hairpin. She looks as if she's trying her hardest not to cry]

Dad! Dad are you there? This is another trick, right? This is the bad guys' doing! Our world can't be destroyed! You're still there aren't you, dad?
You wouldn't leave me like mom...


What about the Heroes? Please, are you there? Blue Rose? Sky High?...Barnaby?
I can't be...all alone here, right?

[ Video ]

[lastesper.livejournal.com]

[ Terra is getting a lot of use out of this communicator lately! She's hurrying through town, so the feed is probably shaking quite a bit. ]

Locke? Where are you?

[ If she sounds anxious, she is. He said he wouldn't leave her alone. He would tell her if he had gone somewhere without her. Surely something hadn't happened to him. She stops running after a few minutes, glancing around before her attention goes to the feed. ]

... e-excuse me, I - has anyone seen a friend of mine... Locke Cole? He's about this tall, with silver hair and brown eyes - he's a th- a treasure hunter. He was last seen in Traverse Town just a few days ago.
I've been all over town and there's no sign of him, and the people I've asked haven't seen him either.

[ She doesn't quite believe he's gone yet. He may have just forgotten since she hasn't been in this world for a long while. Which is why she was on her way to the port to get on one of those gummi ships. She'd been looking for Locke to tell him she was going to visit another world anyway. After a few minutes searching, she spots a moogle. ]

Excuse me, which way to the gummi ships...?

Right this way, kupo - and remember to smile! A gummi ship won't fly with you looking so worried.

Um... right.

[ She turns off the communicator. ]

⇒ 001. || Video

[chainedgriever.livejournal.com]

[ There is a bit of static at first, but gradually the image finally comes to and we see what looks like to be the inside of Traverse Town. The canera suddenly turns to zoom in on the owner's waist (wtf belts) and eventually lifts to focus on the face. Here's Squall ... staring at the lens. Hi. He's completely unaware that he's being recorded so enjoy having him glare at the camera just a little. Not at you! Well maybe at you. You'll never know?

Don't mind him! He's just trying to understand how it works and what it's used for. He doesn't say anything and eventually turns it over so that it's facing the ground before the video shuts off then on then off and then on again while focusing on his feet. It doesn't take him long to figure out that this is some sort of communication recorder and that others might be able to see him, so the camera returns back to his face again. Took him long enough, right? ]

Is anyone out there that can see this? Zell? Quistis? Selphie? Irvine? .... Rinoa? Where am I?

Kupo!

[ A quick look is given to his feet before turning his attention back to the camera. His voice takes on a more stern and commanding tone without a trace or hint of worry. ]

This is Squall Leonhart, a member of SeeD and Commander of Balamb Garden. I'm not familiar with this area. If anyone can tell me the quickest way I can return to—

Ku-po!

[ With that, Squall simply ... facepalms. For the past hour and a half, he was unsuccessful in trying to lose the moogle who appeared very interested in him. After learning the name of the town and receiving the device from the Mogole, Squall was uninterested in hearing anything more and immediately left to find the answers himself. But the Moogle was quite persistent in finishing his job and would not leave his side until he at least heard the explanation he gave everyone on arrival. So impatient! All Squall knew was if this was some sort of forgotten SeeD mission, it was quite possibly his worst one yet. ]

What is it? You already said you can't help me return home.

I know! I can't, kupo! But I still need to tell you why you're here!

[ A pause and Squall nods, setting a hand on his hip. ]

I'm listening.

Finally!! If only you did that in the first place!

[ There is a bit of a drawn out silence before giving a shake with his head. Did he really want to know why he was here? He was already afraid of the answer. Unsure of what else to do, he places a hand over the lens of the camera while mumbling one final word before it was shut off the feed entirely. ]

... Whatever.

Spell 3 - [video]

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[The video switches on to show a plate of still-warm brownies. They look thick and soft, baked to the perfect point. The brownies move after a moment and the camera focuses on Soubi who, as it now can be seen, has been holding them. He smiles.]

Ritsuka, where are you? I have a gift for you and Yuiko-chan.

008 ❀ Video

[toseehimsmile.livejournal.com]

[Elizabeth appears on the communicator, a light smile on her face. She was glad she had recovered enough from the nightmare to be able to get out and about again...it was still something she hoped she never would have to do again.]

Good afternoon everyone~

[She glances down for a moment before looking back.]

First of all Ciel~ I want to ask you something~

[She laughs slightly, tilting her head even more.]

Secondly, I was wondering who would like to join me in a small tea party? 

[Video] 001 * Intro & Traverse Town

[alchemicgenius.livejournal.com]

[There's a bit of static. The device is recording, but its user has no idea how to use it and for a moment, all you can see is the white blur of a young teenager's hand. The sound of heavy breathing and a heavy footfall on cobblestones can be heard. Between the cracks in the hand, small flashes of red.

The image is suddenly free, looking at the sky of Traverse Town, and with a clatter, a glimpse of a golden braid and then a skidding sound as more of the child comes into view. Edward Elric has tripped and fallen, white gloved hand outstretched, the other hand beneath him.]

Son of a bitch.

[He rolls flat on his back and pushes himself up onto his elbows, eyeing the innocent stuffed animal with a red puff ball that has been chasing after him. Nothing that innocent looking is good in his experience. His chest heaves with the heavy breathing and he reaches for the device again, grumbling.]

Turn it off, turn it off. 

[His face comes into view, strikingly golden eyes are focused on the device as though the moogle were remote controlled...]