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[The video feed shows a very serious, but young man almost glaring at the communicator. No he does not appreciate waking up in this unusual town when there are important tasks back at Filgaia. Although apparently, Filgaia has been swallowed by Darkness.

Whatever that means.

Of course, his seriousness may be set off by the Moogle hovering right behind him. It probably doesn't help that his big nose twitches every so often.]

Assuming that this "Darkness" is real, I require all information about it. If there's a way to restore my world, I will immediately start on that.

[He's about to end the feed when Kresnik turns his glare at the Moogle behind him.]

...Stop hovering over me.

[He ends the feed there, but if anyone comes across him, he will be holding a 3 foot gun in his hand.]

darkerearth

[ Terra appears in front of the communicator, looking a little smug ]

Ventus's birthday was a couple of days ago - the 12th. I tried to make him a cake, but that didn't really work out...

I know it's late, but would anyone want to throw him a surprise party? He wouldn't be expecting it at all. I...just want to do something special for him this year.

Oh, and if you have an suggestions on what we should do for him, let me know! Thanks guys.

notsquall

( Locked from Hades, Icy, Ciel & Sebastian; Leon doesn't trust any of 'em. 8| )

We can't wait anymore.

[The look on Leon's face is grave and it looks like he's got a slip of paper in his other hand. The seal of the King is on it and there's an equally grave message within; each of the keyblade bearers -- Kairi, Ventus, Aqua, and Terra -- should have gotten one, as well.]

Each time something happens, it's gotten worse. We were still reeling from the attack on Disney Castle, and now this mist has chipped away at our stability. Our enemy is ruthless. We can't wait to regain our footing. The time to act is now.

[He holds up the letter, showing it to the network.]

I received a letter from the King. There's something out there, an entity unlike anything we've ever fought before. A terrible and great darkness... The King says he's not sure if even the keyblades can stand up against it. But he does know that it's fueling Maleficent with her power. That's why she's been able to cast spells that affect every world in our kingdom here.

If this... thing is just continuing to give Maleficent her power, we don't have any time to lose. We need to organize an attack while we have a chance. I'm going to need the keyblade bearers to help lead this. The World That Never Was is massive and filled with Heartless and who knows what other creatures. We can't just charge in as one big group. We need a plan.

I need to know who wants to help and what you can do so I can prepare. In three days, we'll hold a meeting in Radiant Garden at the town square. We'll make a plan then.

morescaredofyou

[Peter couldn't really believe that he was actually turning on a device with mouse ears and intending to use it. Really, he had his dignity. Well. some dignity. A tiny shred of it.

He also couldn't believe that this thing hand been handed to him by...some other thing. A floating thing that kind of resembled a pig, sort of.

Warily, he eyed the communicator - and anyone who would be watching this broadcast.]

Someone please tell me that I'm hallucinating. Or at least what the hell is going on. But mostly, I'd really, really like to hear the words "None of this is real, you can stop worrying now", please.

intogold

[The video is on. But Rumpelstiltskin is unaware of this, largely because it was turned on as it was flung against a wall.

He's having a bit of a tantrum. These are, thankfully, quite rare, but also quite violent. There is broken glass strewn about, vials and bottles shattered and small pools of variously colored liquids.]

Useless! All of this entirely useless. How is it there's not one pair in true love in this entire mess of an existence?!

[It's about here his eyes fall on his communicator and he realizes he's being watched. He straightens up a bit, schools his face into a bit of a smile. Tense around the edges, pulled a bit too taut over his features.]

Well dearies, sorry you had to see that. Call it a bit of frustration and homesickness. I suppose perhaps while I have some of your attention, I should make the most of it. What is the happiest memory you have? What would you be willing to sacrifice to reclaim it?

mister_foppish

[The feed blips on and he's...seated. Quietly. In a hotel room by the looks of it. All by himself. A rather strangely ordinary scene, given the bustle of the town outside the window around him and he seems so out of place among all these strangers with his finely cut millionaire's suit and his silvery, perfectly aligned hair…He's a bit dazed, from the look on his face. His hair falls just so to cover the left side of it as he regards the screen calmly. Almost too calmly for someone who's just been brought here.]

I've been told this is what they call "Traverse Town".

Am I dreaming?…At least, this might be a dream, as I don't remember…[Am I dead?] "Traverse Town" is it…? Where is such a place as that? I cannot even recall how it is I came to be here. Are you certain someone's not pulling a cruel prank on me? I assure you I won't take kindly to being toyed with. Surely I cannot have done this myself by mistake. As much as I appreciate a good joke, this isn't a laughing matter.

[Slight exhaustion reflects in his words, though he keeps his gaze slightly off from the small communicator. There's a serious urgency to what he says as well. In fact, he was nothing but dreadfully confused. He knew nothing of inter-dimensional travel so how was he to know where he was? Not that he'd completely poo poo the idea,—indeed, he's far from unfamiliar with the supernatural—but…How could he be anything but dead? Perhaps the strain on his mind after his defeat by Yugi had been far too great…And yet, despite the approach from the strange creature with the red bobble on its head and its insistence on giving him a tour, he wasn't sure anymore. Maybe this was a dream. That at least would be simpler than the reality of the matter. Cyndia…His thoughts instantly turned to her, and to Duelist Kingdom. What had become of it all? Was this his Judgment? His Punishment for what had transpired? Or was it something else entirely?]

Maybe someone will care to direct me…? I'm afraid this is all very confusing. I am willing to negotiate, should that be necessary.

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salvagedlight

[Ven's in his room, stuffing a few things into a bag and zipping it up as he talks - a couple of towels, a smaller bag of greens, a pair of flip-flops. He talks as he packs, so this isn't just random stuff.]

Aside from the tournament, it's been pretty quiet lately. Someone told me once that chocobos can swim, so I'm gonna take Daisy out to the Destiny Islands and see if I can teach her. [Or, you know, get drowned by his pet, but that could still be fun.] If anyone wants to hang out while I'm there, I think it'd be fun.

[And indeed, about half an hour after he's made his little announcement, Ven has portalled himself and Daisy out to the play island off the main one. He's not entirely sure how this is going to go so it's probably better to keep the now three-and-a-half foot tall bird away from most of the population.]

[There was also a separate, private message to Eagle just before he took Daisy through that portal.]

If you're really interested in seeing a Keyblade, I'll meet you on the Islands.

brbgettingwrench

[The view of the moogle can be seen holding the device in it's little paws, before him at the Gummi station stood a young blond girl who appeared to be taking a closer look at the ships.]

Such engineering~ I wonder who could create such a thing or even more so, what exactly is it they have built here. It's nothing like I'm use to back at home.

[She paused, placing a finger upon her chin, tilting her head and focusing on it some more. The moogling holding the device, her munny and key just stood there trying to get her attetion.]

I wonder what it could be made from, maybe some kind of hard steel, or maybe something stronger.

E-Excuse me, kupo.

[This caused Winry to finally turn her head around and look down towards the little creature, her eyes unsure of what exactly you were seeing.]

What are you?

[She went and knelt down slightly, taking a closer look at the creature.]

I'm a moogle, kupo. I came to give you a few things since you arrived here not long ago.

[She turned her head. She remembers being on the train after seeing Edward and Al, and wound up here with so far no explanation, so the only thing she had to wonder...]

Hey, have you seen a guy with blond hair, wears a red coat and is pretty short? He's usually hanging around with his brother who wears a giant piece of amour and makes the other guy look shorter.

[The moogle just shook his head before finally getting it's change to explain what was going on and all Winry could do was sit there and listen, her eyes looking quietly towards the floor.]

notsquall

[At first, there's not a whole lot of anything showing up on the feed-- just the sound of a violent sneeze and a sad 'nyaaah?' from Griever the skitty. Then it becomes apparent Griever has the communicator in her mouth and she's trying to nudge Leon into taking it.]

Griever--... [He sounds terribly congested and proceeds to sniff.] Stop it.

[When he lifts his head up - which was buried into his pillow - to glare at her, he looks terrible too. Someone has been working too hard and not taking care of himself.]

I was sleeping. Isn't that good enough for-- ...for-- [SNEEZE.]

...Forget it. [He drops his face back into the pillow.] And turn that thing off! ...I'm fine. Don't need any help.

[But that's not good enough for Griever. She wants someone to come and take care of her owner, since he obviously can't do it himself. What does she do? Proceed to bounce on the edge of the bed with the communicator and make plenty of noise. That's sure to catch someone's attention-- aside from Leon's, who groans loudly and shoves his head underneath the pillow, too tired to try and get rid of his pest of a pokemon.]

memoryreprieved

[ Maybe it's their mind playing tricks on them, maybe it's just a figment of their imagination. Or did they just see someone scamper past in a black trench coat? They just might have. Yet for some reason, someone- while it's hard to distinguish who with their hood up like that, comes briskly darting along not-so-subtly through the streets.

They look like they're just trying too hard, but it's habit and they just... need to feel that comfort zone as they do their best to get away from that moogle who seemed a little too curious about them. And its persistence only made them further push away, further remember what they have to do. A matter that assembles into words as they look down at the device it gave them at the corner of an alley, taking a breather. What did that moogle say about it? They turn it over curiously before that attention becomes mechanical, attention diverting elsewhere. [Accidental Audio] ]

How did I get here? [ The voice is that of a young girl, pausing uncertainly afterwards. Some people might even recognize that voice. It happens to be that of a familiar red head... ] ...I have to get back to the-

Hi there! Are you new here, kupo?

[ There's a surprised yelp followed by crackling as the communicator hits the ground. ]

( ooc: Meet Xion. She's a little bit on the skittish side at the moment due to just having woken up after, uh, fighting with one of her best friends. And now she's on the look-see about finishing what she was out to do, but then moogles happened. Feel free to catch her either while she's running around or respond to her whoops!audio or whatever floats your boat. )

Current Location: Traverse Town

obiwankenobi

[For the past few weeks, Obi-Wan has hardly come out of the Temple except to work for Fai. What has he been doing, you may ask? 30% meditation, 70% project. As a matter of fact, he's parked near that project right now. If the grease smudges all over his face and hands and the wide, pleased grin on his face are any indication, it's obvious he's been working with machines. He's nowhere near the genius Anakin is with them, but he knows his way around them well enough-- and he's had plenty of help.]

Hello there. It's been a while, hasn't it?

As you can see, I've been working on a bit of a project with some of the mechanics here in the Jedi Temple. [He turns the feed around, showing various scraps of metal on the ground, then a gummi ship that has obviously had some work done to it. Jedi work. It looks significantly buffed up and streamlined. Some fellow Jedi can still be seen, making minor adjustments and adding some finishing touches.] We have a great deal of technology available to us and with the problems we've been facing recently, it may become necessary to pilot these ships during a heartless attack. We have starfighters here, certainly, but gummi ships are better equipped to travel between worlds. We thought it would be in our best interest if we could learn how to modify your gummi ships with our technology.

It took quite a bit of elbow grease, but we managed to integrate a force field generator and more potent weapons systems into the ship. It has also been modified to fly faster for aerial combat. We've just taken it for a test drive and it works fantastically! There are still some things we need to perfect, but I wanted to gauge the interest of anyone who might want one of their own.

( Private to Qui-Gon )

( Private to Tidus )

decaying

[It's another busy day in the markets of Agrabah. Kanda's doing his job, watching, preventing. He stands out decked in black with all the cool colors of the others but it seems people have taken to him. You keep people safe long enough, they start liking you. A man called him from somewhere, threw him an apple. He caught it and tipped his head in his direction before taking a flight of stairs up to a roof.]

So much for a passive day at work.

[He takes a bite of the apple and reaches into his coat. Kanda stole one of the Moogle's notice scrolls. He's re-reading.]

How are we supposed to know whether or not this thing affected us all ready? And who the hell is this Merlin bastard, he's not exactly helping is he? Just what we all need right now.

[He tossed the scroll aside and sat there eating his apple.]

Why did I bother coming to work today.

【 FILTERED FROM USAGI 】
To those of you going to that party, I'm only going to say this once: If you plan on taking Hotaru, I'm watching you. Simple as that.

albinoidiot

I really don't mean to rain on everyone's parade but am I the only one concerned about this Truth Spell?

[The devil boy was in his office. He was chewing on some licorice feet up on his desk and chair tilted back. His brows were burrowed as he looked at the communicator.]

I mean, I can't be the only one who's got things nobody should know about. I can't be the only one with secrets. If I am, don't judge me. That's not nice. So you're perfect, big deal. Nobody likes someone that brags unless he's good looking and his name starts with 'Dante'.

[Yes, he went there. He's also got that cocky smirk on his face. He's laughing at his own joke.]

On another note, Musa, are you back? There's somethin' big going on and I hear they're going to have good food and- you wanna go with me? Don't feel pressured. [Even if he did it publicly because people who are pressured hardly have the time to think about it and say no.] I promise I'll wear a shirt.

russian_roulette

( Two moogles were floating about a red-head who seemed to be giving them strange looks. She had her arms crossed in front of her and by the raised brow and pursed lips, she wasn't exactly in good moods. Regardless, she was pretty polite to the creatures. )

So there's no way back, is that correct?

No, we're really sorry, Kupo.

And there's others stranded here as well?

That's right! We help as best as we can.

That's some job you got there. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine.

Are you sure? Do you need some medical at-

I said I'm fine. ( Her voice was quick. Sharp. Precise. The moogle's hushed and parted ways leaving the woman to look after them before lifting up the communicator. )

This is Natasha Romanoff. Any SHEILD operatives or personnel, report.

salvagedlight

[Ven's on the comms, looking... "older" is the best word for it. It's been a very long couple of weeks, and while very, very good stuff happened, a lot of bad happened as well. And he's not where he was when he last broadcast - instead, he's sitting on a swath of green grass, a white cat with tufted ears snoozing next to him and a growing chocobo happily galloping around in the background. He's on a different world, one that they'd been looking for since Aqua came back.]

So now Mickey's talked about it a little. I wish we could tell you more - we don't know a lot about the history of the Keyblades, or how they work specifically. They've been around for so long that things have just been lost to time, even for us. We know they work, and we're going to use them to protect people. That's the point of them - we have a directive to keep the worlds safe, and all the people on them. We're not perfect at it, but we do the best we can, and we're going to keep doing everything possible until we find a way to get all of you home. We know what it's like to miss a place that's important to you.

[He looks around as he says that; they were without their home for too long. He absolutely can't blame others for wanting an easy solution, even if they have none to give.]

If anyone's got questions, I can try to answer them, but I can't guarantee I know the answers. I won't lie to you and tell you something false, though. And, uhh, Pluto? Can I talk to you?

[He doesn't know his not-mom had vanished since he was possessed when she did.]

handofdoom

Hmn. You see, this is what happens when you rely on others to try to save you. They come at the very last minute and offer no other help. Their only purpose is to have the glory of having everyone praise them for being such a savior. Your king is no different. He is worthless.

Those wretched keyblade wielders are no help to any of us! They're just a burden! Did you not see what became of one of them? He was turned into a menace because of those portals and could've destroyed us all.

I say that we all find a way to protect ourselves without the keyblade wielders. Or possibly find a way to harness the keyblades ourselves. There has to be a way of getting us all home and getting rid of these irritating Heartless.

darkerearth

I apologize to everyone for whatever may have happened while those portals were open. I wasn't myself and I couldn't really control what I was doing...

[ there's a long silence as sighs deeply ]

I almost destroyed a world. I'm sorry. I'm really...glad that things are back to normal though. Lets hope that they stay that way for at least a little while...

If anyone needs me to help anything that I've messed up or what Ventus messed up, just let me know.

wizardblizzard

[There's a big, furry white thing on the feed. A polar bear--? Wait, no. It's just Merlin and his huge beard.] Oh... oh! There it is! Oh dear, I thought this thing had gone into the abyss. [He then begins scrubbing off something marring the screen with his sleeve.]

Well, now. [He clears his throat.] Everyone can hear me, correct? Yes, yes, very good.

Whether or not you remember who or where you are, there is something very peculiar going about, as you have no doubt noticed. However! Thanks to the good work of some of our refugees, we now know where the source of this... this... [He waves his hands about for a moment as if that'll help him find a proper word for it.] ...discombobulated mess, yes!

The King-- [And he pauses to give the camera a very severe look. Yes, that look is for you, Hades.] The real one... [And then he goes back to normal.] --has requested my help in reversing this. It will take a little bit of time, but you will all be back to your... your normal selves soon enough.

In the mean time, do not listen to anything that old witch, Maleficent, has to say! She's up to no good again, I can just smell it. It reeks of rottenness, I say!

iscursednomore

[Fai sits in a back room of his cafe, his feet rested upon his desk, as Fai leant back slightly into his chair. He appeared to be quietly reading a book after wok had finished for the day. After a few moments pasted, he closed the book, placing it down on the desk as he removed his feet from it. Today Fai had spent most of the day in his office as proven by the vast pile of books that had been piled on the desk.]

It has come to my attention that in so many weeks we'll have been here for one whole year. [Pausing for a moment he soon raises one finger.] It's also only been a good couple of weeks, possibly less since the whole Heartless incident.

[He soon laughs slightly, moving his hand for the back of his head.]

But it did get me wondering. Since the Heartless attack, I realised that there are some people who lack control over magic for example.

[She looks on over before leaning back in his chair.]

While I'm not offering to help teach everyone with magical ability, I can only accept one or two people personally. I'm willing to offer to pay for anyone whose willing to help teach those to defend themselves. Like a school of magic so to speak. Though before I actually try anything, I'm wondering just how many people here can use magic?

alwaysmindful

[It was a sad day inside the jedi household. The building was empty, place quiet, and Qui-Gon was standing in a hallway fingertips pressed against a wall. His eyes were closed, his head bowed, and he heaved a slow sigh.]

This house is empty yet I can feel the presence of those departed. [He walked along the hall again stopping for a moment tapping at a wall.] Although we might leave this place and return to our worlds, we must always be mindful what impressions we live in this world. What we will miss, what we have changed.

[He paused, as if feeling something he did not want to feel and brought his hands back into the safety of his sleeves. He moved on.]

We should remember those that have left us with fondness. Two more are no longer with us. Obi-Wan. I wish to speak to you.

[With that, he cuts the feed.]

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Entries tagged with [kingdom hearts] aqua

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video | traverse town

deal 006 ❖ [video]

001: ☆ Duel One [Video/Action for Traverse Town]

≋ Wind, Water, and Sand

1st Wrench Thrown | Video

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Action/Audio || წ Lesson One || Traverse Town

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❀ Tenth Illusion ❀ Kanda Yu : Video / Agrabah

✖ Dante ✖ Mission Fourteen: // Traverse Town

-- 1 ; Natasha Romanoff >> ʍopıʍ ʞɔɐןq ❂ VIDEO//TRAVERSE TOWN ❂

≋ Question Time [Video]

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◎ 003 ◎ Qui-Gon Jinn : Video / Twilight Town

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