Relaxin'

Oct. 20th, 2011 02:40 pm
[identity profile] we-schmooze.livejournal.com
[ Video / Halloween Town Action]

Sllllllluuuuuurrrrrrrrrppppppp


[ Hades sits back in his lounge chair gulping down a festive looking Halloween themed drink. How did they manage to get a liquid to be orange and black?
All the trouble being caused by wayward spirits, the coup back at the Underworld… he doesn’t look the least bit concerned about any of it. ]


Now this is what Hippocrates ordered! Nothing to do but lie back, have a stiff drink, and watch the ghouls play tag in the moonlight.


[ Private to Golbez and Kain ]

Fellas! How’s the heartless controlling going for you?
I just thought I’d call in, see how things where going… you know maybe give you a task or two. What do ya say, up for a little fun?
[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.
[identity profile] we-schmooze.livejournal.com
[Video / Or Underworld Action]

[ As the communicator hits the bed the video starts recording. Hades is going through his closet, pulling out all the black outfits he owns and shoving them unceremoniously into a suitcase. Once this task is done he turns to smile wickedly at Pain and Panic, who were standing in the doorway nervously watching. ]

Alright boys, all packed. That means for October the Underworld is under your care.

[ Dangerous tone. ]

Don’t screw it up.
[identity profile] twilight-pastel.livejournal.com
[Namine's face comes into focus and she looks like she's scrutinizing something very carefully. She also looks a bit nervous.]

Does it need something else? Maybe another layer of whipped cream? Is more cream better or is that too much?

[There's what looks like either a large sponge or angel food cake coming into focus. It's got whipped cream and strawberries.]

Does anyone want to try some? It smells ok. I guess taking the first bite is the only way I'll really know.
[identity profile] gaininghope.livejournal.com
[It's been a few, hasn't it? Aerith's been kinda quiet these last couple weeks.]

I have... a question. About people disappearing...

[It's a little bit of a sore subject right now, but it's better that she knows than drag it on out like this.]

People disappear from here, right? Does that mean they're okay still? [She pauses.] I can't see some of these wonderful people getting taken by this darkness. Their hearts are too light, so to speak.

[video]

Sep. 21st, 2011 10:37 pm
[identity profile] guardiaprincess.livejournal.com
[When the feed turns on, Marle looks distressed.]

Has... has anyone seen Lucca? I can't find her anywhere, nor can I get hold of her.

Someone please tell me they know where she is...
[identity profile] 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~

Sep. 18th, 2011 09:57 am
[identity profile] 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.
[identity profile] iokachief.livejournal.com
( there's nothing on the screen at first, but there are definitely some strange sounds transmitting here. some... slobbery and grating sounds. like... someone's trying to bite it. suddenly, the picture comes in, and yep, you can definitely see the view of some teeth as the camera's finally extracted from her mouth... and is now revealing ayla's upside down face ) What mean? Not food? Why give Ayla this, then? ( she's scrunching up her eyebrows as she turns the communicator over and over in her hands, examining it )

It's to help you stay in touch, kupo! Maybe you'll be able to find your friends!

Huh? ( have a close up of her eye now, star kingdom. she's looking directly at it, her eye moving from right to left ) Ayla no see them. Helloooooo? ( and now she's shaking it. a little violently )
[identity profile] feelsforthem.livejournal.com
[It's a pretty good day back at Guardia. Lucca is herding cats.

Yes, herding cats. Crono's cats, to be precise. All god-dammit-crono-how-many-of-these-things-do-you-need? of them. They've escaped, and Lucca's taking it upon herself to lead them back home as proof of her good character in case she ever gets arrested (it's less 'if' and more 'when'). But suddenly, the ground opens up beneath her feet and the cats scatter.]


Oh, for-! Have you any idea how long it's gonna take me to find them a- wait what?

[The crack widens, glowing bright red, and the earth trembles as something rises from the ground beneath her feet.]

No way. No way! We fixed this! And- even if we screwed up, we still have a thousand years-

[The crack's still widenning. She takes her gun, aiming it at the thing that's rising from the ground below and pulling the trigger, but it's suddenly a water pistol. Not even the cool kind, the kind you might get at a discount store.]

...want to screw me over any more today, world?

[Apparently it does. Because apparently she forgot to wear pants to this dream. Star Kingdom, meet Lucca's boyshorts, printed with a a character legally distinct from wonder woman from a popular Guardian comic book.]
[identity profile] false-oracle.livejournal.com
Hmph.

[There's silence for a while, as though he hadn't intended to actually speak to the network.]

...so this great darkness came over my world and destroyed it. What is this darkness? An entity or something other?

[His mind is on Lavos. Was the darkness something similar to Lavos? He did not expect these cretins to know, but perhaps they would know something. He did not, however, hold out hope that they did.]

iv. video

Sep. 1st, 2011 11:54 pm
[identity profile] swornoath.livejournal.com
[If Frog hadn't been from the Middle Ages and a little more tech savvy, he might've filtered this. As it stands, he has no idea a filter function even exists, much less how to take advantage of it. So, the whole network is treated to a less than happy Frog, making a broadcast directed at a certain lord of the dead.]

Hades, I wish to speak with you. These accursed ducks that have been wreaking havoc... There is more than enough evidence to suggest they are your work.

[Pause. Frog croaks and rests his hand on his sword, and looks displeased as much as, well, a frog can.]

If they are indeed your doing, our agreement is at an end. I'll not abide such dishonourable trickery unto others, whether you be mortal or immortal.
[identity profile] feelsforthem.livejournal.com
[The communicator turns on with a crack. Lucca is staring at it, frowning in concentration. But she doesn't seem to realize she's turned it on. Unless she intended to send out a video of a chisel in the extreme foreground and a hammer coming down upon it.

The chisel glances off the phone's surface and out of her hand and she mumbles something decidedly vulgar-sounding under her breath.]


...can't open it up this way, either. It's worse than the Gummi Blocks.

[She removes her gloves with a sigh, then sits up again and holds a single finger up. It glows, first red-hot and then white, and the heat of it can be seen in the way the air around her hand distorts the image behind it.]

Okay, pal. Remember that I did try to play nice. Let's see how this works...

---

[And less than an hour later, there's a fairly alarming bang coming from one of the rooms available for rent in Traverse Town. A few seconds afterward, a window is thrown open and smoke pours out followed by a smoke-marked Lucca, coughing and gulping down the clean air.]

[video]

Aug. 23rd, 2011 01:55 pm
[identity profile] guardiaprincess.livejournal.com
Lucca, Frog... I've been thinking. Even if we- [She paused. She didn't want to think about if the others never showed up. Ayla, Robo, Magus, Crono] Even if we don't find the others, I think we should sign up to help out. That way we can at least try to help save more people.

How does that sound?
[identity profile] we-schmooze.livejournal.com
[Video or Action for Olympus Coliseum]

Just a reminder folks. So many of you are confused new arrivals to this place, but let me assure you that if you need help with anything, Hades is here. Sure there is a small, insignificant, little price to be paid for my help but, its nothing you will miss!
If you are up for a deal, have a burning question you need the answer to, a small dispute you need to find a solution to, look me up. I am always willing to help.
[identity profile] innerflow.livejournal.com
[As soon as the moogle is gone, she transforms. Only then does she pick up the communicator again, and attempt to contact whoever might be present in this strange new world.

Her hair is blue, as are her startlingly clear eyes, as is the sailor top of her uniform. Notable beyond this are her earrings and the glimmering tiara with its blue central gem. The color seems to be a theme. She faces the screen directly, expression serious, tone formal and businesslike.]


Excuse me. This is Sailor Mercury. I've just arrived here, and I'd like to ask for help in orienting myself, and any further available information. Although I've participated in the tour, I'd like to hear the perspective of others already here.
[identity profile] tigerhero.livejournal.com
[After pretty much roaming around the town for several minutes, a clumsily looking man wearing a white and black hat on his head peers into the screen of his communicator. For a moment or two, he just stands there looking utterly shocked/awed/petrified/confused/derpy.]

Um...? Eh? Is this thing on?

[He leans in closer to the screen, to the point you can almost count how many teeth he has.]

I guess it is. Hm. This is a weird lookin' thing! Kinda reminds me of Bunny's phone.

[Backing away from the screen, the silly man flips the communicator upside down.]

I don't get this! Is it "Halloween" or something? No, no! Maybe it's April's Fool day. The folks of Sternbild really like holidays, but I don't remember them puttin' up any decorations during a terrorist attack.

This just...weird.

[He turns the communicator ninety degrees towards the right, making the angle of his picture seem lopsided.]

Can anyone hear me? Bunnnnnny! Blue Rose, Rock Bison....anyone?
[identity profile] abracadabrapon.livejournal.com
[There is a strange humming sound that suddenly comes onto the communicators. It's a lot like speaker feedback, but...more ominous-sounding, more warped. Whatever is happening, it's not good.

And a broken voice somehow filters through the sound. It
could be Setsuna, but...]

--er----ust sto---ark dome---!!

[And then the sound turns into an almost eardrum-shattering whine, as if whatever is making the sound is about to explode.

And that is when the feed suddenly stops. There is nothing but eerie silence from Setsuna. Well, if that
was Setsuna. If it was, whatever was happening to her, sounded terrifying.


But that's probably for the best that no one hears it anymore. Especially since, no matter what world everyone's on, there's a sudden sensation of
warping, in all of the senses, as if reality is rippling and swaying from winds that threatened to uproot everything. Several dozen waves, continually becoming more noticeable and stronger, for several hours. The cause, unknown. The effects, well...that remains to be seen.]

((OOC: Mod post to come tonight on what those effects are and just what's happening. But until then...enjoy scaring the crap out of your characters, ya'll! |D))
[identity profile] dualhounds.livejournal.com
--ease don't hurt me, k-kupo! [The communicator has clattered to the ground it seems, giving anyone watching a front-row seat to the scene unfolding. A silver-haired man in all black towers over the moogle, looking down on it with a disgusted expression.] Then YOU took me away from Mother and my brothers!

N-No, kupo! It was the--

Don't lie! [Frustrated, confused, and on the verge of tears, Loz grabs the moogle by its pom-pom and starts shaking it.] Tell me where you're hiding them!

K-KUPOOO-O-O! I k-know nothi-i-ing!

You told me you had answers! I don't like this GAME!

[And Loz proceeds to fling the moogle down the street. Luckily, one can hear a loud 'BOFF!' in the background, implying something broke the moogle's fall. It's well enough to panic and start running, but Loz doesn't like that either.] HEY! I'm not done! [With that, the last thing the feed sees is the bottom of Loz's boot accidentally landing on top of it.]

i. video

Jul. 23rd, 2011 02:10 pm
[identity profile] swornoath.livejournal.com
[For a new arrival, the frog-like... person on the feed looks remarkably composed. Almost as if other worlds are nothing new to him. The communicator took some figuring out, but with the help of those friendly white creatures he was able to get it to work.]

A moment of your time, if you please. [He lets out a very froggish croak.] I was displaced from my world of late, and now seek my liege, Her Majesty Queen Leene of Guardia. She is a fair-haired lady, and is never without her prized coral hairpin. Perchance anyone should know of her whereabouts, I would be forever indebted to you.

[Another croak. The armoured frog rests a hand on his sword, and keeps his next request short and to the point.]

Secondly, I wish to hear knowledge any may have on those dark creatures. From whence did they come, and what master do they serve?

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