[identity profile] lastesper.livejournal.com
[ The feed is upside down. The feed is upside down and has the image of pointed boots and a fluttering cape - oh, and the ground. In the background, one of the moogles can be heard talking to what must be the person holding the device. ]

"-- munny will let you stay in the hotel for a while, but you'll have to manage for yourself after that, kupo. Now if you look over -"

[ He is abruptly interrupted by a second moogle. ]

"No no, Kupo, you're holding it the wrong way. Turn it around."

[ Dutifully, after a moment, the image swings upwards to the hovering moogle, and a girl's voice. ]


"...Like this?"

[ The moogle helpfully turns the device around so it faces Terra, her brows knitted in confusion. ]


"I don't..."



"Go ahead, try it, kupo!"


"Um... thank you Mogli."

[ So much encouragement, what else was there to do but do as he asked? She looks into the device, all lost-lambish. ]


"H-Hello...? Is there anyone out there?"

[ She doesn't really believe there is - how could there be? Certainly not anyone she knew. Not if what she was told was true... ]

[Video]

Aug. 29th, 2011 03:53 am
[identity profile] vain-wildcard.livejournal.com
[It's a rather lovely day for flying and it's quickly enough obvious the man is on a ship of some kind, the wind toying with the silver-white hair around the scarred face. After a moment, there's a view of another airship of a different model gaining and then rising up beside the one that Setzer is on.

However without any warning given the second ship suddenly is engulfed by a fiery explosion, causing the scarred man's expression to go from relaxed and pleased to one of shocked disbelief and then horrified as he screams out the name of a certain woman. Shrapnel is flung from the exploding wreck of the other ship and it rips through the ship Setzer is on, causing parts of his own ship to catch fire or in some places explode and it isn't long before he finds himself with the choice of going down with the ship or jumping overboard and praying the fall into the water doesn't kill him. The smoke and heat cause his lungs to burn and he finds himself trapped at the edge of the ship, forced to make a decision soon or it'll be made for him. He backs up against one of the rails to buy perhaps a little more time, but the metal gives away from behind him dumping the man overboard into the sky.

Fortunately for the man, he wakes before his body hits the water below, violet eyes wide and still holding the terror inspired by the events of the nightmare for a good several seconds before he sees two things which catch his attention. The ruined remains of what might have once been a duck and the departing back of a tall man in black accompanied by a rather strange looking feline. Setzer's not certain what had occurred, trying to reassure himself it was only a bad dream...except for the two undeniable facts that he's soaked in sweat and his lungs hurt something fierce as if he's actually been forced to breath in heated smoke-filled air. He lifts a hand to briefly cover his face and calm his nerves before also noting the communicator near by and upon retrieving it, shuts off the feed that he has no memory of ever turning on.]

[voice]

Aug. 14th, 2011 07:50 am
[identity profile] vain-wildcard.livejournal.com
[Really, he could have done without the refresher down memory lane. Of course he didn't have to look at the past activity on this little device, but considering his memory of the last week was fuzzy and the fact he was unfortunately rather sober and had been since he arrived, he'd been curious just what had happened to the week.

He'd be tempted to accompany Locke in his traveling, but he had no real interest in going on any 'treasure hunts' currently. The second idea that comes to mind is rather more favorable and perhaps might actually net him a bit of profit should Lady Luck actually favor him for once in this place. He doesn't feel up to making a personal appearance on the network at the moment though, thus the broadcast which goes out is merely audio.]


Anyone know where a man might find himself a good game of chance and something harder to drink than water or soda?

[Video]

Aug. 6th, 2011 04:54 am
[identity profile] vain-wildcard.livejournal.com
[The feed snaps on to reveal a younger, though still slightly scarred face. Unlike the last feed of the man, this time there's a somewhat visibly worried expression on his face. He's not quite given up hope yet though, but still having not found her in the town he currently finds himself in and having cornered and questioned someone whom was living in the town as to why he found himself here instead of on the Blackjack or his world...needless to say he rather thought his worry justified, even if she might laugh at him for it when they found each other. Which they would..they had to..]

Hello...I was wondering if anyone has seen a long haired blonde woman in red by the name of Darill?

She's a friend of mine from my world.

My name is Setzer Gabbiani, if you do find her before I do I would appreciate it if you would tell her I am looking for her.
[identity profile] awhitemare.livejournal.com
Where have you taken me, old woman? I have no desire to be here either. [The Unicorn stamps her hoof against the ground, shaking her glorious head indignantly.] You pride yourself on capturing those such as I, but we will be your undoing. [Lowering her head, the Unicorn tries to remove the fake horn. However, magic still keeps it lodged in place.]

I am meant to be free! [She whinnies and rears up onto her back feet. Slicing the air with her hooves, her eyes flash irately.] Do not behave like a coward! Face me! [Falling back onto all four hooves, the Unicorn closes her eyes solemnly.] I had hoped the wizard would know better. I was mistaken.

[Her sides heave as she inhales deeply. When she opens her eyes again, she has calmed considerably.]

I need to know where I am. Hello? Can anyone hear me? [Stretching out her elegant neck, she sniffs the wind. If there are any unfamiliar scents, she will detect them.]
[identity profile] pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com
[The video shows Soubi against a nondescript white background, probably the wall of a room somewhere. He is, as usual, looking very well put-together for someone doing what he is about to do. His long hair falls around his shoulders in nonchalant elegance; his tight turtleneck shirt completely hides the bandages he wears around his neck. His long, lean torso ends in low-slung, tight jeans. When he speaks, his tone is so businesslike that he might as well be advertizing an old piece of furniture he has for sale.]

If anyone on this network is willing to trade money or certain supplies, please contact me. I’m willing to barter the use of my body or skills for a time to get them. I can guarantee that the trade will not be a waste.

[And with that, the feed turns off. Yes, Soubi has decided that he needs to earn some money for himself and Ritsuka. And he's doing it the best way that comes to mind.]
[identity profile] we-schmooze.livejournal.com

GAAAHHHHH!!!

Why did you have to beat my Chimera?! You couldn’t just have died peacefully!? What? That’s too hard for you??



[The camera pans out to show Hades throne in the underground Chamber deep in the Underworld entirely surrounded by mugs. Some are still in their boxes and some are free to sit around on the floor and strategy table and smile at their host. ]

And what are these!? Do I look like I need 20 Kain mugs? Really? And what is this…

[Grabs a Agni mug off of the table. ]

Does this guy always smile like this? Its so… goofy



[OOC: This post ends the Hades Cup tournament. Hope you had fun!
50+ mugs courtesy of Sephiroth but Hades doesn’t know who sent them… yet.
]

[ video ]

Jul. 24th, 2011 12:02 pm
[identity profile] oblivionkey.livejournal.com
[ THe face that greets those checking their communicators this morning probably looks somewhat familiar to a select few, although the expression of great worry and/or distress is probably new.

The background noises of Traverse Town can be heard behind him, and Roxas himself is seated on a curb a little bit out of the ways of the crowds milling about.

Everything's been explained, but... ]


I don't get it. I shouldn't be here.

[Video]

Jul. 22nd, 2011 11:49 pm
[identity profile] vain-wildcard.livejournal.com
[The video feed comes on to reveal a pale-haired scarred man dressed rather fancily in black, gold and a small riot of other various colors. The most obvious thing though is the fact he's obviously soaked, the pale hair still clinging to the sides of the scarred face despite his attempts to shove it back into a semblance of order with one hand.

However despite his desire to not present himself in his current disheveled appearance, the need to find out if he's flying solo again or if his friends are here is more important. A few more answers wouldn't hurt to even the odds either, he rather regretted not paying more attention to the moogle than he had now.]


This is a rather lousy hand to be dealt, and just what sort of name is Darkness anyway. We just managed to deal with Kefka and now some other madman comes crawling out to try his hand at destruction?

Fate must be playing games with us.

Regardless, would anyone know if there is anyone hereabouts who answer to the names of Locke, Celes, Terra, Edgar or Sabin? They're friends of mine you see.

[He certainly hopes he's not the only one here, it had taken all of them nearly to properly deal with Kefka's actions. Who knew just how bad this Darkness would be..]

Profile

star_kingdom: (Default)
Star Kingdom

November 2012

S M T W T F S
     1 2 3
4 5 67 8 910
11 12 13 14 151617
181920 21222324
252627282930 

Syndicate

RSS Atom

Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 23rd, 2025 06:24 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios