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Dec. 23rd, 2011 07:27 pm
[identity profile] spiritofguardia.livejournal.com
[Zombie!Cyrus has another question for the network today. Ever-sensitive to the fact that he does look dead and that's not pleasant to all, he keeps the video function off.]

If one were to start on a tour of the worlds available, where might you recommend he start? Anywhere that ought to be avoided? [Not that he would avoid them, but he's curious.]

My time here was cut short last time, it has occurred to me that while I am able, I should see what I can. [After all, who knew when the darkness would take him permanently.]
[identity profile] blond-smartass.livejournal.com
[A live feed comes from the hall of the house. The camera is set up so it catches the whole entrance hall. And what a sight it is- colorful ribbons stretched from one side of hall to the other.
Blinking, star shaped lanterns hung from the ceiling and Jou, who was placing glittered stars over walls, made sure to take out all the light bulbs in the hallway, making the lanterns only light in the hall. The boy placed last sparkling star on the wall and grinned cheerfully at the camera]


This is the last of the decorations I have. I even decorated the second floor. [He picks up the camera and goes upstairs, showing his work. Alongside the walls are colorful blinking lights and on doors hang 'Merry Christmas' cards. The feed returns to show only the entrance hall and grinning face of Katsuya.] I hope Kaiba doesn't get angry...

Well, what's left is Christmas tree. That should be done in an hour or two... [He mutters] When I find the damnable tree. [He grins again] Oh well! Happy holidays! [He runs around the hall]
[identity profile] pinkhairedkitty.livejournal.com
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[Yuiko had woken up to something she was not expecting. She had no ears, tail and she wasn't as tall or well endowed as she was use to. In her rush she accidentally switched on the video feed to reveal her in such a panicked state.]

What is going on?! Where are my ears, and tail?!

[She rushes around, not sure of what exactly to do, she was just worried.]

I don't remember doing anything like that! I'm too young!

[Rushing into the bathroom she soon found a mirror and finally figured out why she didn't. It wasn't her body to begin with.]

What is going on?!?!?!?! What happened?! Why do I look like this?!

[She goes back into the room as she grabs the communicator.]

Can someone please help me?
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[personal profile] restorehonour
[Sitting in the town square of Destiny Islands is a certain fuzzy blue terror... Except the alien isn't causing mischief at all today. In fact, he looks downright gloomy and dejected.

Of all the people to be forced to swap bodies with, why this thing?

After his initial freakout, "Stitch" escaped from the house before he could undergo the humiliation of being spotted. He has to maintain whatever dignity he has left...! But now he can't find his real body anywhere, he's starting to panic.]


Uh... [He even sounds like the freaky dog-thing. Minus the garbled English and all the growling.] Has anyone seen a teenager around today with a scar on his face? [He points to his left eye with a clawed paw to indicate where the scar would be.] I'm looking for him.

[Nothing out of the ordinary here, just Stitch looking for his favourite trolling victim.

...Right?]

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Oct. 15th, 2011 02:26 pm
[identity profile] incompletemania.livejournal.com
Tell me, what does it mean to be friends? Are there some sort of tests of loyalty involved? To what extent would you trust one another? Is it ever enough? Do you find yourselves doubting the other, your friend, when things become harder than what you're comfortable with?

It sounds like nothing but a poor excuse for a family you don't have. Just a game you play with eachother to make you feel as if you matter to someone! It must be sad. I couldn't possibly understand. So, please, tell me what you think.

Enlighten me!
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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] darkstrom.livejournal.com
[Here's Riku on a day trip to Traverse-- except he seems to be getting sidetracked. The view is odd, his communicator clearly taping the whole thing from where it fell on the ground. But even in the dimness of Traverse's eternal nights, something odd is clearly going on.

Riku's vest jerks, pulling him back into an alley and then off to the side, dragging him left and right erratically, like it was being buffeted in a storm.]


What-- Who's there?!

[Apparently, whoever's gotten a hold of his clothes isn't talking, though, so Riku shrugs his outer vest off quickly, summoning Way to the Dawn and kneeling. What in the Worlds was it?]

Show yourself-! [And then the invisible hands grab the back of his inner vest, taking him up into the air and careening wildly.]
[identity profile] kick-a-pow.livejournal.com
[Sokka is looking downright harassed.]

Look, my name isn't Kupo, okay? It's Sokka. Sawwww-kah, ess-ohe-kei-kei-ey! I don't know who you're looking for, but it's not me. Just-- just, shoo!

[And he makes an effort to escape the helpful little guy, wandering the streets of Traverse Town, rubbing at his back where he'd landed, and generally making rude gestures at the Universe.] I swear, when I find out who brought me here, there's going to be questions, followed by some answers, followed by dinner, or I'm going to-- Hey! Is that food?

[Captain Distraction. Anyway, it's not food, but it does lead Sokka to search through his pockets, and out comes that funny little box with the weird ears. He has no idea about portable communication devices of any sort, so....] What are you? Are you food? [He hits it a couple times, hoping to break it open for the tasty treats that have to be hidden inside. Of course, this activates it and everyone gets a shot of Sokka's nostril as he sniffs at it.]

Awww, c'mon, I'm starving! This isn't fair -- I haven't eaten since lunch! [Someone, please stop him, or this is going to go on all night!]

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Oct. 8th, 2011 06:39 pm
[identity profile] oxidating.livejournal.com
[There was no way she was going to let her enemies get the jump on her. She knew who was here, as she had arrived around the same time as they, and was well aware that if they knew of her presence, they would try and stop her. And she had no intention of allowing that to happen. Especially since she intended to return her world, and her father's empire, on her own precise terms.

On the other hand, opportunities had presented itself during the past week. Namely in a certain world ruled by a certain ruler who happened to be on vacation. And when when such an opportunity arose, well, who was
she to not take it?

Hence, the following missive is suddenly fired off to the communicators of Star Kingdom]


DUE TO MISMANAGEMENT BY THE PREVIOUS APPOINTEES, UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE I HAVE ASSUMED CARETAKER DUTIES OF THE AREA KNOWN AS THE UNDERWORLD. STEPS ARE BEING TAKEN TO BRING THE CURRENT PROBLEMS WITH 'ESCAPED SPIRITS' UNDER CONTROL AND NO FURTHER PROBLEMS ARE EXPECTED.

ANY AND ALL QUESTIONS REGARDING THIS DEVELOPMENT MAY BE BROUGHT DIRECTLY TO ME, SHOULD YOU BE WILLING TO VENTURE INTO THE UNDERWORLD TO DO SO. THANK YOU FOR YOUR COOPERATION.

SINCERELY,

THE UNDERWORLD'S NEW RULER


((OOC: Yes I went there. And yes, this was totally with Hades-mun and mod permission. YOU THOUGHT THOSE SPIRITS WERE RUNNING AWAY BEFORE LULZ))
[identity profile] unyieldingwater.livejournal.com
[ The communicator comes alive after a few experimental button touches. ]

Hello? [ In the background, someone - probably one of the moogles - is coaching Katara on the proper use of the communicator. After a word of thanks, she turns her attention to the communicator again. ]

This is Katara, of the Southern Water Tribe. I'm looking for some friends of mine - and my brother. I know you're out there - you have to be. Sokka? Aang? Toph - Zuko, Suki? If anyone of you can hear me ...

Please answer me - I need to know you're all okay, and safe. Where are you?

[ She holds her breath for a few seconds, and then exhales a strand of brown hair out of her tanned face. ]

This ... thing [ "Communicator, Kupo!" whispers a moogle nearby. She waves it away. ] communicator can get a hold of of someone in the town, right? If anyone has spoken to any of those people, please let me know - or tell me where they are so I can find them.

[ ooc Pff what is patience. :D I was going to wait till tomorrow but! ]

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