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[When the feed flicks on it reveals Ciel standing before the camera in what is obviously the flower shop. Grasped between his fingers is an egg, but it looks a bit peculiar, and is definitely not a chicken egg]

Who do I have to… thank .... for this?

[He’d received the thing from one of Hermes’s deliveries but there was no return address, nor would Hermes divulge the sender. Not being all that familiar with Pokemon he really didn‘t know what to make of it and was liable just to have Sebastian use it in an omelet ]

You’re a bit early. Easter is nearly five months away.

[Seriously. Why would anyone send someone an egg in such a manner? It had Ciel completely baffled with it’s absurdity]

[ video ]

Nov. 2nd, 2012 04:48 pm
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This one has not been out and about as of late. This one apologizes to everyone for that...

[ Cheza gives the camera a sad smile as she's sitting in her room. it's a little dark since it's night time and there's only moonlight coming in from the roof. she moves her head to look up at the room as she closes her eyes ]

There is a full moon, this one can tell. When this one blooms, this one will know the direction to Paradise.

But without the wolves... This one will not be able to take anyone there...

[ she trails off a little as she opens her eyes. her eyes look as though they're starting to fill with tears. she really does enjoy having new friends here, but she loves the wolves and without them, she feels like dirt :( ]
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[LOCKED from Dante]

[At first, the network will get a good shot of a shiny new droid, custom made by the technicians at the Jedi Temple and... well, tinkered with a bit by Obi-Wan. He didn't want this thing hacking into any computer systems or any other sorts of similar business. The recipient of this new droid got into enough trouble on his own.]

Well, then. It's finished at last. [He gives the robot a lopsided smile and a quick shine with his sleeve before turning the feed around.] But before I deliver it to who it was built for... If you are harassed by a tall, obnoxious man and his droid in the near future, I apologize profusely.

Do not ask me why I'm doing this. I think I've gone mad, really, but you all deserve an advanced warning.

[And with that, Obi-Wan switches the feed off and goes to deliver the gift.]

- - -

[ACTION]

[At long last, Obi-Wan shows up on Dante's doorstep with the droid and... yes, that's a jedi robe bundled under one of his arms. He reconsidered this many times, but here he is nonetheless, with the droid and the jedi robe he promised ages ago. He takes deep breath, hopes to the Force he doesn't regret this, and knocks.]

Dante, it's Obi-Wan.
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( for once, Belle isn’t cleaning so much as she is poking around in things that she probably shouldn’t be touching at while Rumplestiltskin isn’t in his room to keep her from his things. it isn’t all that often that she ventures into his room (save for cleaning it) so it’s safe to say her curiosity has likely gotten the best of her; and at the moment, she’s not aware she’s being recorded by her little trinket that was likely left behind in here when she was cleaning up )

Just what are you up to lately, hm…? ( she’s walking her fingers along the various oblong shaped bottles that hold a variety of potions within their confinements, tilting her head at some, narrowing her eyes to others to better see the contents — but never does she pick one up ) I wonder what this—

( her subconscious gets the better of her, though and imagining a noise (or possibly truly hearing one) Belle jerks to stand upright again. veering her body rather quickly to look at the door, she’s startled to see that no one is there but even moreso at the noise of shattering glass — she’d knocked a vial over )

Oh no!

( she’s about to kneel and grab the pieces when from the ground where the bottle shattered, a vast, thick purple colored fog erupts and covers the whole of the room, causing the device to lose Belle’s form as she’s engulfed by it. although it can’t be seen anymore, Belle stumbles through the ‘cloud’ to the window in the hopes that opening it will cause the mess to disperse but it fails and soon she’s coughing from the thick smoke-like substance )

Rumple—! ( alas, he’s not home after all, so crying out to him won’t work! ) —help me!

( the coughing continues, as do the calls for help, but otherwise the purple vastness is all that remains to be seen on the camera )
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[It was another good evening in another nameless bar. The smell of sweat, sea weed, and booze was a heaven for all the pirates about the place. Dante stood out, of course. He always stood out. Dressed in his bright red leather surrounded by harlots and pirates, he was at a card table taking a swig of the bottle at his right.]

You guys are making this too easy!

[He had won another round, the pirate's roared in protest removing their eye patches, hats, necklaces, guns- whatever it was they were betting at the time. Dante had quite a good pile and he moved along to put an eye patch on. He followed with a hat.]

We could always make this interesting, Captain. You can have all your stuff back with this hand... if you bet that big ship of yours.

You seem confident, that's a dangerous thing to be in a game of chance, lad.

You know, women always ask me why I'm confident so I'll tell you the same thing I tell the. [He waits until the captain and the crew think about the offer. He nods his head and Dante gives a mischievous grin sliding all the things in his pot to the center.]

I'm confident because I'm the best. I deserve the best. Speaking about the best, you wouldn't happened to have seen a red-head running around, would you? Doesn't wear a lot, has really long red hair, nice markings all over that fine body, biggest tits you've ever seen... you know who I'm talking about?

[There's another roar of laughter from the men and mad giggles from the harlots who in protest to him flattering another woman, hit him with their fans. He fixes his hat.]

Play the card, boy. Stop dreamin' up nymphs. There's real women here.

[Dante shrugs and lifts his cards. The captain stands up in anger while the crew storms in protest.]

I guess I just won myself a pirate ship!
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[The rude awakening via cobblestone collision and the fact that he was last just about to be clobbered with three military planes in the face didn't exactly put Scythe in the best of moods. When presented with the newcomer care package by a nearby moogle, he swiped the items from the creature without question and shoved it away as it tried to explain the situation.

After brushing himself off, he pocketed the money and key and began to look at the device he was given, and the determined moogle recovered enough to try and inform him once again.

After a few minutes of walking, only half-listening to the thing, Scythe feels confident enough with the communicator to send a video to the network.]


Can anyone actually tell me where exactly I am? Unfortunately, this annoying ball of fuzz won't stop yapping, and all I've gotten so far is a bunch of nonsense. Honestly, Filgaia destroyed by the "Darkness"? Sounds like a child's fairy tale to me.

[The moogle moves into view of the video behind Scythe, looking mildly frustrated.]

It's not a fairy tale, kupo!
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[ 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.
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[Rumplestiltskin is sitting at his wheel, spinning. Spinning and spinning and spinning. It's what he does when he broods. When he finds himself thoughtful about things he'd rather not be thinking about. So he's spinning. Bit by bit by bit. Straw into gold.

But the video is on. He glance to it before turning back to his work.]


I have two questions for you tonight, dearies. Two curiosities that have flittered through my mind.

First of all... [He glances up.] What sort of talents and hobbies do you all possess? Anything of particular uniqueness or interest?

[He's quiet for a moment. More spinning, the wheel moving steady, his hands feeding the roving to it evenly.]

And second, at the risk of stirring up homesickness, will any of you tell me about your family?
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[Renge once again is all dressed up in yet another cosplay from home, various piles of paper scattered around her and a small pile of bags of munny were placed in front of her. She seemed to be focusing on her own business or at least checking that everything was going as swimmingly as it has been.]

Profits looks reasonable, the new script is being rewritten for the fifth time and as usual my best seller is still selling like hotcakes. I think this is a job well done. [With the paper in one hand, she reaches over to pick up the device, she needed to find a more stable place than at school. Which she already has been in trouble with for her business.]

[Private to Seto Kaiba]
If you have some time, I would like to inquire about possibly being able to set up a small stand near or if possible in your arcade somehow.

[Once that was over and she felt more at ease with the way she was going, she put the device back down and once again the feed was public. Putting the paper down, she stands up making her way over to the desk in her room and sat down, picking up a rather large pile of leaflets.] I better get going for my other job. I just hope this could be allowed. [With a smile, she holds them to her chest.] It won't be along now until I'm back in my rich status. I can't wait?! [She ran and grabbed the device, choosing now to make a run for it. As she did, running past a small group of students she threw the leaflets up in the air.]

Just because you live in another world, doesn't mean you can't come to Traverse Town for the taste of the sweet life~ Enjoy the sights, enjoy the sounds and enjoy the simply tasty, but I must admit rather naughty delights of the Devil's Food Cakes Bakery. [Yes, she is advertising outside the network as well as in it. Two birds with one stone.]

I hope to see you there~ [With that she hurries on off to another group of students.]
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[ There's a young boy that appears on the screen, looking very perplexed.  He also appears to be quite upside down... possibly due to the fact that he's holding his communicator the wrong way. He's also mumbling something about uselessly complex Midgardian gadgets and how ironic it was that everyone thought he was going to be the one to cause Ragnarok  all the while attempting to shoo off some moogles trying to be 'helpful'. His lips twist down into an adorable pout and the view is momentarily obscured as he obviously pokes the camera a few times. ]

I'm... not sure if this is on...?

[ His brow furrows as he stares at it in utter bafflement before one of the moogles finally manages to point out to him that he's holding his communicator entirely the wrong way.  The screen blurs for a moment and he appears right-side up when it clears again.  Thank goodness the little flying buggers seemed to be a little more technologically inclined then he was.  They showed him how to turn the thing on to begin with too.  Who knew how long that would have taken him otherwise. ]

Sorry, I have... a profound distaste for devices like these.  These 'moogles' have been telling me what's happened, but I know that sprites and faerie like creatures are not always the most reliable source of information.  So please, what is with this darkness business?
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[PRIVATE TEXT TO LEON]
I have begun my work on those potions you had asked me about, unfortunately I'm not sure how well they will work. Long story short, I would rather try them out but I'm not sure anyone would voluntarily agree to taking one of the potions. Perhaps you could help? I would really prefer having your opinion on the matter. After all, not everyone here seems to be 'normal'.

[PRIVATE TEXT TO SEBASTIAN]
I hope you found the letter I left for you in the shops kitchen. In case you didn't, I'm sending you this message to inform you that I had to take an emergency leave from the bakery. I was asked by someone, and if you must know who I suppose I could disclose the name. I know you can keep a secret. Either way, I was asked to track Maleficent and the ingredients were finally ready. I'm currently in Twilight Town, it's the closest I can safely be to the world she's on. I'll be home soon. I'm sorry for any inconvenience.

[PRIVATE TEXT TO HADES]
The tracking spell is ready. I'm about to try it if you wish to be present. I'm not exactly sure how successful this will be, Maleficent is unpredictable. I assumed you would want to know.

ACTION : TWILIGHT TOWN
Thank you for your assistance!

[Hermione had set up camp on a rooftop and some moogle's had helped her. She needed someplace high, easy to see the sky. She had a few things spread out before she brought out her small heartless kitten. The moogle's seemed concerned.]

No, she's fine. She won't hurt anyone, I actually need her for this to work. W-wait!

[But the moogle's weren't having a say in this, in stead they fled. She heaved a sigh and turned back to her work setting the cat down between the ingredients.]

Umbra, you'll have to stay put as I start the spell. [She extended out her wand and pointed it straight at the cat who in turn tilted its head in curiosity.] I promise it won't hurt.
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[The video caught sight of Hermes flitting about the coliseum. With nothing to do… he’d taken to spending most of his time with Herc and Phil.. And though the three usually got along fine it was definitely starting to grate on the goat-man’s nerves as well as the God’s.

Going from those regular pantheon meetings, to the semi regular deliveries to next to nothing wasn’t an easy transition.

Returning to the communicator he decided to lay it all out there.
]

All right cats, and kittens.. I’m going to cut right to the chase, you dig?

If any of you, need ANYTHING delivered.. Whether it’s a message, object, what have you.. I’m the God for the job. [A touch of a nervous laugh] I’m also a whiz at organization, I have office experience and I can build a pita faster than Zeus-y can hurl a lightning bolt.

If anyone out there, in need of any services along those lines? I’m not asking for anything in return so beseech away.
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[As the communicator clattered to the floor, the feed started. For some reason, Agni was standing inside this palatial looking Chinese building, with a mop in hand. At first he seemed not to notice that he’d lost the item as he continued to mop the floors]

Just a few more touches.. And this place will be ready.

[You could see pride in the way he smiled at the fine wooden floors, and as he went about dusting and cleaning. For a long time, Agni had been wanting to do something to help either restore the worlds or to provide shelter for new arrivals. His reason for his recent absence from the communicators could be blamed nearly solely on this project.]

Everyone has done such a fine job.

[He stopped his work in order to just take it all in. Just as he turned slightly to the left, he caught sight of the communicator]

Has, this been recording the whole time? [Surprise washed over his face as he kneeled to pick it back up] I do apologize for the inconvenience. [But.. While it was on he might as well explain]

Due to a few recent incidents I’ve decided to open an inn on The land of Dragons. [He walked along and gave a brief tour of the building]

Rates will be reasonable, and there are plenty of rooms available for those in need of lodging. The cuisine is mostly based on Chinese dishes, but we can cater to other tastes. Oh! There are hot springs just behind the inn!

[he should probably tell them the name]

Welcome to the Exotic Lotus Hotel.

[Private to Joruk]

If you have some free time, I would like you to be one of the first to see the hotel.

[He did value his roommatess opinion and wanted to know what he thought of everything]

[ooc: For more information and pictures CLICK ME]
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[ although the circumstances under which they had met had not been ideal, or even remotely pleasant, they had all still managed to derive comfort from each others company. they had grown a little bit closer, as it were, and it's chloe's fault it's only a little bit. in any case, in the midst of the mist pandemic they had started a game in order to pass the time. sadly, however, they never had the opportunity to finish, ...and so here they were or, at least, here is where they would be. ]

[ ...as it was after hours sebastian had taken it upon himself to do some rearranging. it made little sense to have the party split, and so he joined two of the smaller tables together to create a larger one to dress for his guests. he spread the table with a few snacks and also made sure to put the appropriate materials down ( like the dice surprise! everybody's got special set ). ]

( ooc | it's game night continued. dnd people, get in here! everybody else feel free to stop in to chat, eat, or play ( you can choose any game ). it's another free for all. no required roll call this time, so just jump in with your own thread. if you'd like to barge in / knock, go right ahead, and i'll do my best to respond promptly and accordingly. and most importantly, have fun. )
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[Action]

[There had never been another time when she had missed the PC more than she did now. She missed having their support, and backing through all of her ventures. Sure, sometimes they had little tiffs here and there, what gaggle of girls didn’t but they always came through in the end. So as she disembarked for Traverse Town, she pulls out a tube of Plum Crazy lip gloss and renewed the sheen on her lips. The tingling sensation reinvigorated her.

Yeah, things had been kinda hectic lately, and it didn’t appear as if that was likely to change. Not to mention there was someone who seemed to be targeting her. The competition was not what she needed in the beginning phases of her new show.

She knew that for Rumor Has it to really take off… she needed something she was sorely in need of. Munny. Would that she could have drawn a sizable sum from her parents bank account like usual.. Just to get things running then she’d be set. In her hand she was clutching a list of all the businesses in the area. Her outfit was looking quite professional, without even a hair out of place. She gave the colorful translucent scarf around her neck a little pull to place the knot towards one side of her neck and ran over a speech in her head.

First stop… Devil’s Food Bakery. The owner had essentially rescued her during that weird mist thing.. And she thought… she should give him the first opportunity for getting in on the ground level of this.

Exiting the gummi ship, she walked the streets with an anxious look on her face. Oh, she’d pull it together by the time she got there but… EH MA GAWD.. I FORGOT TO CALL AHEAD. She paused right there and whipped out the comm.
]

[Video - Private to Sebastian]

Good afternoon, Mr. Michaelis.

[She smiled an award-winning smile and playfully twirled a strand of her hair with one hand]

I understand that you’re a busy man, but I have a little business proposal I’d like to discuss with you that I believe will be mutually beneficial to both of us.

[The charms on her bracelet clinked together as she dropped her arm back to her side]

If you’ve any free time today, I’d like to stop by and talk to you about it in person. Please let me know, thank you.

[Succinct and to the point! She hoped it would be enough]

[Ideally, she’d find the funding, then be able to recruit a few others to help co-host.. And she still needed to find members for her new clique, P.O.S.H.! If she was really lucky… two of those tasks could coincide. If she did form Posh.. Then they could all be on the show.]

[OOC: MASSIE WILL BE VISITING ALL THE BUSINESSES 8D. Feel free to act like she’s popped up at your business. YES.. THIS INCLUDES UNDERTAKERS… she needs funds dang it.. No matter how creepy that guy is D:.]
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[ Video / Traverse Town Action]

[Leonardo stood on the precipice of the clock tower in Traverse Town, the highest point in the city. He was bent over a wonderful new invention... well, to him it was new, it was called a telescope! The painter looked from the machine to his notes to jot down an observation in a messy backwards Italian mirrored script. ]

ıssıɟ onos non ıdnoɯ

[(The worlds are not fixed.)]

[Then he looked back to the stars he was gazing at through his new toy... or at least he would have if the moogle standing behind him hadn‘t picked that moment to pitch a bit of a, “how much longer is this going to be, kupo!” tantrum.]

Si, si, nearly done. Just a final world...

[Leonardo returned to his note to expertly jot in the final piece, just a quick sketch of the one world that was missing from this commission. ]

And, there! Tutto fatto!

[(All done!)]

You might want to be careful with it my friend, the ink will still be wet.

[The warning doesn’t stop the moogle from wandering over and shining it’s camera down on the commission he paid for. A map of the worlds of Star Kingdom. Just what he wanted!

Large Image )
And sadly somewhere, in a Traverse Town house... Dante‘s poor home would be littered with sketches and notes outlining the progression of this piece. Leonardo was not the most tidy or organized person around. It could be weeks before the poor kitchen table could be found again. This is what can happen with a disordered houseguest around.
]

Is the machine still on? [The moggle nods.] There is something I should ask while it is.

I am currently looking for commissions. If you need a sculpture or a painting done I would be at your service. I also have some experience with machinations for moving water, war machines, and theatrical equipment... though I am told that expertise might be a bit dated. Oh! If you would like a copy of the map? It might come in handy for your journeys?

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Alright, who wants to tell me where the hell I am? I can already safely assume that I'm nowhere near Earth, because I've never seen anything like some of the creatures I've run into already.

Also, if anyone's seen a tall, gorgeous redhead wandering around on her own, could you let me know? Pepper tends to get in trouble if I leave her alone in strange situations.
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[Video - God filtered to Sebastian, Ciel, and the dark-aligned residents of Star Kingdom]

Alright look, we have been working against each other the entire time... I don't know about you but I am getting tired of working at cross purposes. So, how about this? The hero-types have their own 'cute, little' organizations, why don't we form one?

We could form our own, Dark Society!

This way I won't accidentally interfere in your plots, you won't interfere in mine, quid pro quo.

And certain... dark fairies who keep involving former conspirators in their pathetically aimless plots can be dealt with by the group unless they decide to fall in line.
Come on, what do you say? It's better than ruining each others schemes, isn't it?
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[Startled to find herself in some random village, Caldina bolted to her feet only to nearly crash back down into the pavement. Her legs hadn’t been ready to hold her, cuts and scrapes laced her body. She winced as she caught herself and instinctively reached out to hold on to her other arm.]

Those critters- oughta know better… how to r-really…… treat a lady.

[Despite her injuries, she tried to keep a sense of humor, as she finally allowed herself to sink back onto her knees. Her outfit was a little more revealing that usual with the gashes sometimes coinciding with the material. She was wearing a long red cape that was torn to shreds near her left shoulder and looked suspiciously dark at the end of it, as if it had been in a fire.]

Now……just where the heck am I?

[And where’s Ascot? She felt guilty for not being there to protect the little guy. With any luck… Ascot’s “friends” (his monsters) had been able to help him, or he’d managed to fly off. A strange yet hesitant creature approached her, holding the very communicator that had been recording this scene. The Moogle wasn’t sure whether to call for help or start it’s welcoming speech. Considering the way things were right now... everyone was probably too preoccupied looking out for themselves or each other. The mist was heavy now.. and the moogle didn't relish the idea of being in it any longer than it had to be.]

You’re in Traverse Town.. Miss. Don’t worry, I’m here to help.

[ooc: The moogles text is in blue. Caldina had a nasty encounter with the heartless before she got here]
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[Elizabeth didn't think much of the mist, so had spent the time out and about, seeing the occasional Ciel being a jerk hallucinations, which while mean and made her cry, didn't make her overly scare. She believed Ciel might not say these things himself, and given what has been going on as late she started to wonder if they might be true. Since the mist wasn't bothering her it decided to pull one over on her.]

You say you want to protect him? Don't make me laugh. You're more of a bother than a help.

[She turned her head, her sword now out and ready, she wasn't sure what was going on, but she knew the mist might be having a fault at this.]

That's not true, I can be of help.

How? It's not like anything he does he thinks about you or how you'll react. Face it he just doesn't care about you, he only cares about himself.

[Lizzie shook her head, her hand gripping the sword tighter.] You're lying!

Time to face it, he's moving forward and you're too stupid to realize. He doesn't have the time to deal with a little girl anymore.

[With that she was annoyed, the look was obvious as she gripped the sword harder.]

Shut up. Shut up. Shut up!

[Holding the sword up, she lunched forwards, aiming her sword towards the mist, but not realizing until she felt her sword hit something that she realized someone was already there. Once the mist started to move, revealing the poor unfortunate soul that was behind it. Upon the realization Lizzie's look of surprise and fear were clear upon her face as she looked on at the figure of Ciel, his chest bleeding as the sword was still embedded within. She soon pulled it out, causing the poor boy to fall to the floor.]

Ci...Ci...Ciel. [She was physically shaking, the sword dropping to the floor as tears started to stream down her face.]

I-I'm sorry. it wasn't meant to happen.  [She soon started to cry as she slowly made her way over, the fear truly taking over now as she knelt by his side.]

Ciel! Please don't leave me! I don't want to be alone! [She leaned over, her crying now uncontrollable. She felt guilty and at the same time scared to be alone. It wasn't something she would have wanted at this age. Not at all.]

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