[identity profile] abracadabrapon.livejournal.com
[Oh dear. Not this guy again. But of course, he had to say something, didn't he. After all, he enjoyed knocking people around. And what is that on his face--oh dear is that blood--the comm is shaking a bit--is that a Moogle that's impaled on his--

Too late, the comm goes back to his face only.]


I find it interesting, that after all this time, there are still so many of you clinging to hope. Including the little rodent that kept pestering me just now. I find it funny, even!

[A nice little smile.]

Just an excuse. A facade to cover up what you all already know. It's really only a matter of time before you're all gone. But how you all die is none of my concern.

[He almost looks...pleasant. Like an insane person.]

Brother, I think its time we started doing something fun. In fact, I'm in such a good mood, I think I'll let you choose where we'll go first!

Private to the sailor soldiers and the IPCD//As unhackable as, er, he can make it )
[identity profile] recognize-this.livejournal.com
[So it was official. Kaiba was a teacher now and just as any curious professor, he had gone to visit the classroom he was supposed to be teaching in from now on. The room was long, high ceiling, spacious, and incredibly white and bright. He didn't mind that. White walls helped people concentrate, kept them focused on the board.]

To all of those who are assisting the school on Destiny Islands, it seems I'll be your professor from now on. The subject I'll teach is math and it will range from remedial to as advanced as I see the student fit to handle.

If you're actually interested in attending, I would appreciate a roll call. Get in touch with me as soon as possible. I don't have to explain the school schedule, you should all ready know it.

[And he takes a seat on the teacher's desk. It felt all right. He could get used to this.]

Noel. Kisara. I had something in mind for this week. Jounouchi, are you still alive?
[identity profile] abracadabrapon.livejournal.com
[Anyone who sees Setsuna today might find her...in a very good mood. Be it in Traverse Town, Destiny Islands, Twilight Town...

Wonder why she's so happy?]


private to the sailor soldiers )
[identity profile] halfmadcopy.livejournal.com
[If Starkiller learned anything here, one could not live on protein cubes or the Force alone. He wanted to think he was above begging his roommates to cook something for him. Even when his stomach was protesting loud enough to sound like an angry rancor.

He could do this, the microwave was simple enough to use. He'd watched everyone else use it many times before, so why couldn't he? He pushed a few buttons and stared at it like the others- willing his food to cook through the Force. So why wasn't it working? Punching more buttons, he waited. He could fly fighters and just about anything (with the exception of those blasted gummi ships) but he couldn't get this to work?

Technology hardly confused him but he couldn't seem to remember the real Starkiller ever using one of these.

What could possibly go wrong with a little lightning to boost the power? Other than nearly setting the entire kitchen on fire. When the fire was out, via the hose from the sink, he thought about leaving and pretending his adventure in the kitchen never happened. He could blame it on that animal the old man had running around the house.

By the stars he was hungry. He could call Obi-Wan or one of the others but how long would that take?]


Jedi. [He was usually talking to Obi-Wan when he asked for one of them.] We need a new food dispenser, this one is defective.

[Yes, he's being serious. Then again, he didn't realize this video was being broadcast to everyone.]
[identity profile] a-bright-future.livejournal.com
[A boy with dark blue-black hair, cropped right at his jawline, is staring curiously at the phone. He blinks as he fiddles with it.]

Amazing, it looks like a D-3! Only it's suppose to be a phone too... I wonder if it can do texts like a phone or my D-Terminal... [He fiddles some more before finally addressing the audience who may be watching.]

Um, hello? My name is Ken Ichijouji. [He bows his head in greeting. Is that a giant green worm on his back?] The Moogles have told me what happened and I wanted to know if anyone has seen another boy about my age with brown spiky hair. His name is Davis Motomiya. He was... on the train with me before I found myself here. He'll have a digimon with him that goes by the name of Veemon.

I have other friends who were not with me at the time but could've arrived here. Kari Kamiya, TK Takaishi, Yolei Inoue, and Cody Hida. They all have digimon with them, so please don't be frightened! I just need to know if they're okay.

[Clearly, this one seems used to being at another world.]

Hey, Ken, you think people would get frightened of me?

[Oh my, the green worm talks!]

I dunno, Wormmon. You don't look like a Heartless but that doesn't mean people can't get confused anyway. Just stay with me and be careful.
[identity profile] protohero.livejournal.com
[Ven's finally settled in Olympus Coliseum, as much as he can be when he has next to no possessions. But he's been given a place to crash, which he's grateful for, and he's taken off his armorpiece to set it and his communicator down out of the way so he can flop on the bed with his arms behind his head. He's not aware of the device being on yet, and he looks and sounds more serious than he usually does, even though he's staring at the ceiling.]

So Aqua's gone, now, too. [A few moments of quiet, then a heavy sigh.] Wonder if she's with Terra...

Guess I've got to figure out what I'm gonna do now.

001-Video

Nov. 1st, 2011 01:56 pm
[identity profile] uterus-attack.livejournal.com
[The video feed starts to reveal a somewhat doubtful looking Sailor Star Maker with a rather content looking Moogle beside her. She gives the small white critter a sideways glance before speaking.]

Can anyone hear me?

[Pause. Another glance towards the Moogle who instructs her to keep talking kupo. She turns back to the communicator.]

I was told that I might be able to contact people I know through this device. Is there anyone listening who can help me?

[The Moogle looks pleased as punch to have helped; Star Maker continues to look dubious of the creature.]
[identity profile] hithimwithmycar.livejournal.com
[You have a Jane Foster on the screen. She smiles lightly and waves.]

So I thought I would do a proper introduction since my last couple of network views have been... less than desirable. [She chuckles and shrugs.] Anyway, I'm Jane Foster! I'm from Puente Antiguo, New Mexico and an astrophysicist. And really... this whole thing about other Worlds and stuff... it's amazing. I wish I could write it all down. But anyway, I'm not sure what sort of help I could offer, but I would like to try!

I can't fight or anything, though. Sorry. Was never trained in that sort of field.

Oh! Also! Why didn't anyone tell me that magic potions actually exist? I was going out to buy some medical supplies and the kids at the Items Shop were very helpful in letting me know what they were all about!

[Seriously, this was like... amazing. She's already made several notes about the new things she's found. A few extra bottles of the potions are on the table next to her, actually.]

Well, on that note, I think I'll cut off here. I really am sorry for the... hectic posts from before. Havea good day, everyone!
[identity profile] abracadabrapon.livejournal.com
[Hey, look! A ghost!...

Wait, no, its Setsuna, wearing this, face paint, hair and all. She even has an instrument tied to her back. And, she looks quite bemused.

Oh, and did we mention she's at the Cat's Eye Cafe?]


I'm having a rather interesting conversation with some of our spectral visitors. It appears they are having an argument about giving a gift to someone, and which tea is most suited for them, having seen me purchase a cup for myself. It's just English Breakfast, but...

I wonder, could anyone else with a love of tea help me with settling this argument? Given who it is they wish to impress, I'd say a masala chai blend would do, since its generally an orange tint, but my fellow drinkers would like to try a wider variety before making a decision.

[Sip. For someone who's not shown much power or ability of any kind, she's...oddly calm about the half-dozen ghosts sitting at the table with her. That tea must really be relaxing.]

Private to the sailor senshi )
[identity profile] musicite.livejournal.com
[There is a heavy sigh before Zoisite lifts his hands to the piano (he's seated at one, in a nondescript room with billowing curtains at its windows). He closes his eyes.

Just as he's done every day, almost every moment, since arriving in this configuration of worlds, he reaches out through his music. He reaches through each communicator that the song passes through, feeling his way for Endymion's presence.

The piece is constant, steady, flying through its higher notes with amazing runs and arpeggios; to the listeners, it's likely to bring nostalgia and thoughts of times long past - childhood moments half forgotten, old friends and lovers. Zoisite opens his eyes.

Again, there is nothing. He cannot sense Endymion. The music shifts its mood, seamlessly. He speaks without interrupting the deft, sure movement of his hands, almost to himself.]


My music should also be able to repel these Heartless.
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[personal profile] restorehonour
[After getting a moogle to show him the different functions of the communicator, Zuko has learned about filters. So, when he makes this broadcast, he makes sure to hide it from Aang. He knows the monk won't approve of what he's about to say, but he's not about to just let it go unsaid. The goody-goody Airbender with his goody-goody ideals might let other people kick him around and forgive them, but Zuko is different. Not reacting is as good as letting them get away with it, in his eyes.]

I'm looking for someone. Maybe one of you can help me out. Tall guy, silver hair, thinks fighting is his idea of fun? He was at Destiny Islands a few days ago and attacked my friend. If you know where to find him, tell me.

[His hands curl into fists, and he sticks his face closer to the camera.]

If you're listening to this, you better hope I don't catch you. No one attacks my friends and gets away with it, got it?

[...Disregarding all the times Zuko has attacked Aang, anyway. After scowling at the camera for a few seconds longer, the teenager grabs the communicator and the feed ends.]
[identity profile] musicite.livejournal.com
[He comes to himself still on the ground. The white uniform will need to be cleaned, he notes in passing. The small creatures nudging him bear no resemblence to youma; this place bears no resemblence to the Dark Kingdom. Where is he?

Where is Master Endymion? He struggles to a sitting position, despite the protests of moogles who think he's not ready to move yet. He has to. He raises his hands, as if playing a piano- and indeed, music starts to fill the air, perfect and clear, captured by the communicator as well. It is searching, seeking, desperate.

But after only a moment, he stops. His hands slump and then fall beside him. His eyes find the ground and his shoulders sag in defeat.]


My music cannot reach the master from here.
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[personal profile] restorehonour
So that's it. My entire world... gone. My country, my people, everyone...

[A teenager in red and gold clothing slumps dejectedly onto the steps in Traverse Town's first district. A moogle carrying the communicator is hovering beside him.]

I'm sorry, kupo. For now, you'll have to make a new life here!

[Zuko looks up, showing his mismatched eyes; one side of his face is covered with a burn scar. His anger flares as his gaze fixes a little above the camera onto the moogle.] I didn't want a new life! How many times do I have to lose everything?!

[He moves to stand abruptly. Bad decision; the still-fresh wound in his midriff jolts and he has to sit back down, gritting his teeth in pain. The moogle flutters beside him, worried.]

Are you okay, kupo?!

...Yeah. [Zuko runs a hand through his hair, obviously agitated.] Sorry. Getting mad at you won't fix anything. [He accepts the proferred phone from the moogle and looks at it with a blank expression.] What are you giving me?

It's a communicator! Maybe you can contact your friends with it!

How--? [He's curious, even in spite of his situation. He presses a button experimentally-- and the feed ends.]
[identity profile] protohero.livejournal.com
[Ven barely remembers to make this post as he's in the Destiny Islands gummi station with Aqua, waiting to board and leave the world, and it's kind of rushed as he tried to remember everything he was reminding himself to say.]

Hey! Me and Aqua are going over to Radiant Garden to look around... I guess see how the place has changed since we last saw it. [Also armor hunt, but Aqua doesn't really want that known.] Uh, Pluto, do you think you could meet us there? She wants to talk to you.

Lili, if you tell me where you live, I'll swing by and see the chick. And Leon, if you need any help with that roof, just ask, okay?

Naminé, wanna meet in Twilight Town in a couple days? Mickey's assigned me to the Coliseum, but I can swing by the town before I go there. Just let me know!

[And he shuts the video down. One gummi trip later, he and Aqua have arrived in Radiant Garden in a much less extravagant fashion than they used to do. Either of them can be encountered and talked to, and tickle attacks are encouraged on Ven if you can sneak up on him, mwahaha.]

[Video]

Oct. 2nd, 2011 08:42 am
[identity profile] rebornaninsect.livejournal.com
[It's been some time since his brother has disappeared, and Golbez has eventually accepted the inevitable- that he was returned to darkness. He's had a while to think about why it is that a Paladin was returned to their stolen world, while a Dark Lord remained free... and he hasn't reached many good conclusions while he's been thinking.]

What is it, I wonder... that makes these worlds safe. How have these worlds earned the favor of the light, that though they are beset by heartless, they are never overtaken? What is it, that makes these worlds worthy of serving as a refuge and a safe haven while all others are overtaken by the darkness, in one attack?

Is it mere chance? Or is it, [and here there is an edge of mocking bitterness to his voice,] that these worlds are truly more blessed with light?

[Video]

Sep. 29th, 2011 10:47 pm
[identity profile] skyboundknight.livejournal.com
[The image is- what else- a scowly dragoon, who doesn't realize the device is on. Mostly because he's just picked it up, surprised it's still in one piece after his getting rid of it weeks ago. He's wrapped himself up in killing Heartless in the Land of Dragons like he'd spoken with Hades about a while ago.]

...didn't I throw this away some time ago?

[He tosses it to the ground for a nice view of dirt, but it remains on nonetheless.]

Hmmph. It would be best if all worlds were consumed by darkness. Including this one.
[identity profile] shiroi-petals.livejournal.com
[Based on the room behind him, Kunzite has found his way to the hotel and his room.]

So Metalia is called 'Heartless' here, hm? [He scoffs.] An appropriate term for such a creature. Although I find it hard to believe that she has managed to take so many worlds into darkness.

If she has, then she is more formidable than I gave her credit for. [Not that it matters how powerful she is. She was ended once; she can be ended again.]
[identity profile] innerflow.livejournal.com
[Today, as usual, Mizuno Ami is surrounded by alarmingly tall piles of books, settled into a more or less comfortable chair in a library. She clicks on the video feed and takes a moment to compose herself before recording her thoughts. She clears her throat lightly before speaking.]

I'd like to discuss certain aspects of the worlds represented in this place.

I've found constellations I recognize from the night sky in my home. However, the stars nearby are unfamiliar. I'd like to know whether some of them may have existed in the home worlds of others here. And, I'd like to know if anything else from your home worlds has appeared here.

Second to that, I'd like to discuss the gummi ships.

[Here, her voice becomes a little less certain and once or twice, she glances off-screen without quite meaning to. This is... hard to put scientifically.] I'd like to discuss theories about their workings.

It seems incredible that something could run on 'happy thoughts'; however, if those emotions produced certain specific brainwave patterns, those could potentially be stored as energy to power the ships. It would be very cost-efficient of course; and beneficial with the reduction in fuel consumption.

[She's already distracting herself with more thoughts. She'll need to be interrupted before she stops rambling; she seems to have forgotten people are probably listening and watching.]

That must be why it was developed as an energy source. But the term 'heartless' has certain connotations of negative feelings. Could the same positive patterns that drive the gummi ships help in defeating the heartless?

I don't suppose the proper equipment to monitor that could be accessible here.
[identity profile] speakstojeffy.livejournal.com
[Video / Destiny Island Action]

Maybe I should have done this sooner but… [Deep Breath. ] I am Sae Sawanoguchi. My birthday is December 13 and I am 16 years old. I used to attend Kitanohashi High School in Japan but starting on Monday I will be attending school here on Destiny Island. I am really looking forward to it. I used to be in the Magic User’s Club at my old school. What kinds of clubs does this school have?

[Sae takes a seat under one of the palm trees to pour the sand out of her shoes just in time for a star-shaped fruit to drop out on the tree, bounce off her head, and land in her hands. ]

Mm? Oh, its one of these! Does anyone know what these are? Are they good to eat? They are really cute looking!

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