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The IDPD is looking for applicants and is willing and ready to train recruits in what is necessary to accomplish the tasks required of them.

To carry the badge of the IDPD is to be an extension of the laws placed on each world, and every member shall be required to familiarize themselves with both interplanetary and local laws. To apply, please fill out the information below and send it to me.

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[OOC: No one will get denied unless ICly under the age of 16. This is merely to get an idea of who is capable of what, as well as identifying what positions your character would best fill. This is also to inspire more CR and character development, so don't take it as anything too serious.]

tigerhero.livejournal.com

[After flouncing around in-between the outskirts of reality and fantasy within deep space, a familiar voice booms over the intercom.]

WHAT THE HEC- Eh? Um...?

[Calming down for just a mere second, Kotetsu paused briefly as he noticed his new surroundings.]

I'm free? Free? AHAHA! I got out of there! No more shadows or creepy-crawlies! Finally, I can go home---WWWWWWHAAAAAT!

[He's back to screaming again.]

Oi! How many days passed?! I didn't take that long! It was just a routine mission! Exterminate the stupid ghoulies, nothin' else! It's no way this time is correct!

[The poor idiot let's out a long deep sigh.]

Ugh, this thing is dyin' on me...

a-la-turk.livejournal.com

[ What static is available at the time of the feed's start quickly recedes as a gloved hand tips the communicator just so, prompting the image to come into focus with nothing short of crystal clarity. Its owner is stationed at the forefront of said image, dark eyes catching the candlelight behind the device as she looks the camera, or rather beyond it and into her audience's eyes. If the background suggests she is seated at one of the many tables in front of the Item Shop in the First District of Traverse Town, that's because she is. Sshe's not nearly as relaxed as her uniform might suggest what with her jacket open and the complete and utter absence of a tie on her person, but she masks it well enough... until she opens her mouth. It may be difficult to hear, but there's an undertone of urgency about her otherwise level voice that offsets her composure as she charges clean past any pleasantries into far more pressing matters. ]

This is Valeria of the Turks requesting an immediate response from any and all Shin-Ra personnel who observe this transmission. That goes doubly for any Turks out there. [ She pauses briefly. ] Zack, Cloud: you, too, if you're here. [ And she pauses again, albeit very briefly, her brows furrowing as her expression softens slightly. ]

On second thought, I'd appreciate a response from anyone from Gaia. Affiliation doesn't matter. In this situation...

[ She needs to stick to the general plan she had laid out, that's what she needs to do in this situation. She hadn't regained her composure to lose it to sad, disconcerting thoughts and frankly, she can't afford to. Lifting a gloved hand, she tucks a few stray strands of black behind her ear and presses on, gaze sharpening with quiet, defiant determination. ]

I'm also looking for information. The moogle's explanation left me with more questions than answers and that... it won't do. I'd appreciate any help anyone is willing to offer toward answering them. I don't have much to offer besides my gratitude, but if compensation is an issue, it's an issue I'd be willing to discuss if the information checks out and is good. [ She offers her audience a smile, something small, but not without wholly without warmth as she inclines her head slightly forward in a nod. ] Thank you for watching.

[ And with that, she taps a button on the communicator and ends the feed, her smile falling and fast as she allows her back to meet that of the chair with a soft thud. She's aware she could go ahead and make her way to the hotel the moogle mentioned, but she'd just as soon wait where she's seated for any response. There is some traffic in the First District, after all, and the presence of others is a small comfort she's unwilling to give up for a walk with uncertainty down a lonely street. That it's an ideal location for any meetings has also occurred to her, so she bides her time, eyes wandering and gloved fingers drumming idly atop the table. ]

You guys had better be safe. [ She murmurs, turning her eyes up to the star-filled night sky in the distance. It seems less beautiful than she remembers in the aftermath of her world's destruction. ]

glorious-mercy.livejournal.com

[Greeting's network, when the feed comes on, all that's seen for the first couple seconds is lavender fur and then it moves and you get a view of the silver-haired general currently sporting one rather visible black wing, he's also sporting a different outfit and horns which aren't currently aren't visible due to the camera's angle.

He's also somewhat annoyed with the critter which is responsible for turning the video on in the first place. It's making what almost sounds like scolding noises before it rather pointedly seats itself in the middle of the papers visible that the man was no doubt working on previous to the espeon's antics.]

I don't know who's the worst pest when it comes to allowing me to work, you or Genesis.. [There's a pause, almost thoughtful in nature.] If I go eat something, then will you move and allow me to finish what I was doing?

[The feline head tilts to one side as he speaks and a moment after he's finished an almost affirmative noise is made, the forked tail swaying slightly behind the critter. The former general sighs and pretty much admits defeat for the time being.]

Very well, I'll go find something to eat then.

Current Location: Port Royal

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.]

wickedcultured.livejournal.com

[There is the sound of a splash before the phone is clearly drifting downward in an ocean current. And there, you see a mermaid.

No, no, a merman.

Genesis' now shoulder length hair had been tied back with a ribbon that was slowly coming undone from the fall into the water and the current. But currently, he's patting his chest and touching at his new found fin, wondering just what in the world happened. He's obviously becoming smaller as the phone continues to fall. Genesis is forced to do a crash course in swimming as he goes toward the phone. After several minutes of fumbling, he swims to the phone and grabs it.

And still, he can't help how weird it is to breathe under water. He gives a severely unimpressed look at the phone.]

Really?

[A world that makes people into merpeople. Wow. :|]

[[OOC: He looks like this, though obviously male and dark red. x3c]]

Current Mood: bitchy
Current Location: Atlantica

foofyorangehair.livejournal.com

[Hey, it's Traverse Town's prison! Did you know Traverse Town had a prison?...you didn't? Well, now you do.

Specifically its of a cell in that prison - which has a broken door. In fact, whoever's filming is taking the time to zoom in really close to the broken padlock on the floor, then to the broken handle on the door, and then to the dazed-looking moogle nearby. And then, finally, it focuses on...well, this guy. Who's waving at the camera with a shit-eating grin before he turns it off.

It should be pretty obvious what just happened. Because now there is a little thief on the loose. Again.

Hide your valuables?]

sycophantishly.livejournal.com

[ Prepare for some tl;dr by your local over-dramatic genome. He has some words of wisdom for everyone. So sit down, you're in for an earful on your device today. ]

With each passing minute that we sit and twiddle our thumbs, he crushes each world with a titan grip and leaves in his path nothing more than crumbs. Such trembling amount of power, it is quite magnificent if you really think about it. What was once a live and thriving something transformed into a shrivel of nothing within a blink of an eye, perhaps the work of fate's true design. But what measures have we taken as the crumbs of every world to restore what we once called ours?

You are not refugees but prisoners freely scattered about the planes of this small universe. Ripped from your world and trapped into a cage where you'll spend the rest of your days beating your wings but never with a song to sing. Have you noticed that, my dear and delusional comrades?

Whether you wish to believe it or not, this is now our home. Or do you believe that one day you will see your world again? If so, have you taken measures to do just that, or does your focus lie purely on maintaining the safety and stability of the world you now reside. Do you see where I am going with this?

You are already home.

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.

blastingzones.livejournal.com

[It is a beautiful, clear evening in Radiant Garden. The silhouette of Hallow Bastion contrasts again the oranges of the sun and the darkening blue skies. Soon, twilight is upon the world, and beautiful stars twinkle in the cloudless sky. And, dashing across this sky, is a rainbow-tailed shooting star.

Which suddenly becomes larger and larger as the world's gravity grabs it. No, not just a shooting star. A meteor. But a meteor entirely unlike most normal meteors found in these worlds. It's too colorful, too fast. Too heavy. And it's about to hit--

Anyone in Radiant Garden may have seen the meteor, and the dust and flames that resulted from the crash. Most certainly, they would have felt the earth beneath them shake as the meteor impacted...a house...

. . .

And not long at all following that impact, Leon is on the network, looking very, very, very cross.]

I'm not even going to ask who's hammer this is or why it'd lodged in. my. bed, but I will pay anyone who can lift it just to get it out of here.

[He pauses, turning around and giving the viewers a good look at the gaping hole in his roof and the hammer that's effectively destroyed his bed and half of his room by impact.]

It won't budge, no matter what I do, and I'd like my room back.

(ooc: Well, look at that! Mjolnir's found its way to Star Kingdom and has subsequently trashed Leon's room! Anyone's welcome to try and lift it, but only one who is ~worthy~ will be able to. Your character's worthiness will be judged by Ni, who also co-wrote this post! 8D)

wickedcultured.livejournal.com

[The phone clatters to the floor and turns on to Ea sitting on Genesis' back, nine tails swishing happily. Genesis is just groaning, "I'm awake...". At the first sign of awakening, Ea was a little too happy.]

Ea, get off.

[The side of his face is licked instead and Genesis buries it in the pillow to get away. That is, until he realizes that he is not in his bed. His head looks up, hair red hair mussed up from sleeping for nearly a month. Finally grabbing his phone, he looks at the map and his brows furrow.]

Why am I in Port Royal? [Then, he looks pointedly at the camera.] Sephiroth?

[Get yo ass back here.]

Current Mood: awake

chainedgriever.livejournal.com

[ There is a bit of static at first, but gradually the image finally comes to and we see what looks like to be the inside of Traverse Town. The canera suddenly turns to zoom in on the owner's waist (wtf belts) and eventually lifts to focus on the face. Here's Squall ... staring at the lens. Hi. He's completely unaware that he's being recorded so enjoy having him glare at the camera just a little. Not at you! Well maybe at you. You'll never know?

Don't mind him! He's just trying to understand how it works and what it's used for. He doesn't say anything and eventually turns it over so that it's facing the ground before the video shuts off then on then off and then on again while focusing on his feet. It doesn't take him long to figure out that this is some sort of communication recorder and that others might be able to see him, so the camera returns back to his face again. Took him long enough, right? ]

Is anyone out there that can see this? Zell? Quistis? Selphie? Irvine? .... Rinoa? Where am I?

Kupo!

[ A quick look is given to his feet before turning his attention back to the camera. His voice takes on a more stern and commanding tone without a trace or hint of worry. ]

This is Squall Leonhart, a member of SeeD and Commander of Balamb Garden. I'm not familiar with this area. If anyone can tell me the quickest way I can return to—

Ku-po!

[ With that, Squall simply ... facepalms. For the past hour and a half, he was unsuccessful in trying to lose the moogle who appeared very interested in him. After learning the name of the town and receiving the device from the Mogole, Squall was uninterested in hearing anything more and immediately left to find the answers himself. But the Moogle was quite persistent in finishing his job and would not leave his side until he at least heard the explanation he gave everyone on arrival. So impatient! All Squall knew was if this was some sort of forgotten SeeD mission, it was quite possibly his worst one yet. ]

What is it? You already said you can't help me return home.

I know! I can't, kupo! But I still need to tell you why you're here!

[ A pause and Squall nods, setting a hand on his hip. ]

I'm listening.

Finally!! If only you did that in the first place!

[ There is a bit of a drawn out silence before giving a shake with his head. Did he really want to know why he was here? He was already afraid of the answer. Unsure of what else to do, he places a hand over the lens of the camera while mumbling one final word before it was shut off the feed entirely. ]

... Whatever.

blastingzones.livejournal.com

[Appearing on the feed and getting straight down to business, Leon gives the feed a single nod in greeting.]

So. I've been hearing about some of you guys wanting to join the Restoration Committee. Frankly, we could use all the help we can get. ...I would have done this sooner, but. [A shrug.] Been a little hectic.

Here it is, then. If you're interested, reply to this message with your name, your skills - fighting or otherwise - and what world you're living on. Who knows. If we get enough interest, we might be able to set up a little something on each world. Radiant Garden's not the only one that needs help.

[And he leaves it at that, promptly turning the feed off again.]

incompletemania.livejournal.com

So many new arrivals. Destruction does tend to come in waves. It won't stop. It just gets worse. [He smiles, speaking in a mockingly kind voice.] But don't worry too much. Your worlds were never yours to begin with. They belong to Mother, just like this place and every other place in the sky! [He spins around in front of the camera, laughing lightly. Less than a split second later, his laughter dies and he looks at he camera, voice flat and expression bored.] Oh... you'll see what I mean soon enough. You'll all see.

And you especially will get to see the worst of everything!

[He pauses, as if contemplating something, smiling again.]

I'd like to know more about these Heartless. I'm sure they could be useful to our cause.

soldierboy777.livejournal.com

[In any other sense, it was a beautiful day. The sky was blue, the sun was warm, and Zack could feel the wind in his hair from something besides running for the first time in ages. He inhaled deeply, smiling to himself. Midgar was getting closer.

He did a couple of squats until the old man driving him told him to stop, that the kid was making him nervous. Zack grinned sheepishly and plopped down, wondering how long he could remain still. He felt sort of antsy, being this close to Midgar. At least he'd found a ride, even if he had to sit in the back of a pickup truck.

With another easygoing grin, Zack turned to the other guy sitting in the back with him - Cloud. The poor kid didn't look very good; his head was lolling with the movements of the truck, he was slumped over, and his eyes were glazed. Still, Zack talked to him like he could hear perfectly and they could have a totally normal conversation.]

Hey Cloud, what're you gonna do when we get to Midgar?

[No answer. There hadn't been for almost a year now, but as he always did, Zack told himself that he could hear an answer. Sometimes it felt like he really could.]

You wanna see her, right? She can help you, I know she can.

[A fond smile crosses Zack's face as he thinks about her. With a little luck, maybe Aerith will be right in the church where he left her. And maybe she could...]

Don't worry, I'm not gonna leave you afterward. We'll stick together. We're friends, right?

[He grins, knowing he doesn't need any confirmation on that. He and Cloud had been through hell and back together; it was impossible not to be friends. With that thought, he babbles on and on for awhile about becoming mercenaries or something; occasionally exchanging rapport with the driver of the truck. In a rare lapse of silence, though, his newly-enhanced hearing catches the sound of a sniper from miles away. And they're aiming at - ]

Cloud!

[He jumps up and covers the blond's body with his own, arms wrapping him in preparation to lift him up.]

Pops, pull over! We've gotta get out here!

[The driver gives them a worried look as he drops the two boys off, wishing them luck. Zack thanks him and quickly gets a mako-poisoned, stumbling Cloud over behind a rock, where he'll be safe. For now, at least. That's all that matters to him, he figures as he ruffles the chocobo spikes with a fond, loving smile.]

I'll be right back, Cloud.

[He knows what's waiting for him. He marches into it proudly, the Buster Sword gleaming and his stance more SOLDIER-like than it's ever been. What he finds is an entire army that's more than ready to kill him.]

Boy oh boy, the price of freedom is steep.

[With a drawn-out breath, he sets the Buster Sword against his forehead before running out towards the huge crowd with a roar. They're all ready. They're all more than prepared to get rid of the escaped sample. Zack's not going down without a fight, not by a long shot - ]

Auuugh!

[ - there's gunshots, far too many of them, and his SOLDIER skills aren't enough to dodge them all. Not by a long shot. Though he tries, he can't hide his screams of agony when more bullets whiz by.

Maybe he hadn't been SOLDIER material, after all.]

wickedcultured.livejournal.com

[The inside of the Banora Mines are seen followed by Genesis hitting the ground a loud THUD. Except he doesn't look as he normally does. Gone is his vibrant auburn hair, flawless skin, and bright mako blue eyes. He now has pure white hair, his skin is ashen and there are visible cracks along his face and neck, his eyes are a dull, dark gray. His breathing his rasping in his chest as he pushes himself up but a rather familiar black boot presses down onto his chest, keeping him there. His Rapier is off to the side and the long, thin Masamune is pressed delicately to his brittle neck.]

How the mighty have fallen~.

[He winces, turning his face away from the blade.]

What are you even doing here? You're suppose to be dead!

Oh ho, am I now? Do I look dead to you?

[Sephiroth grinds his foot into Genesis' chest, cracking is heard and the once-redhead winces terribly and struggles to get Sephiroth's foot off of him. Quickly, he fires off a fireball right into Sephiroth's face. The once proud SOLDIER, now fallen to madness, backs away from the fire and Genesis is quick to roll over and weakly grab for his sword, getting to his feet. Blood is dripping down his chin, but his ignores it in favor of keep his eyes on Sephiroth.

But it looked like he has help in the form of a cream-colored nine-tailed fox who fires a devastating flame throwing attack. Genesis doesn't recognize the creature but in his weakened state, he will take the help. But Sephiroth was a known for his awesome power for a reason and with a swipe of his sword, the fire is dispersed. Still, he has been burned slightly, but the fox dodges the sword with ease. She is going to protect Genesis, no matter what.]

You have become so weak that you must seek help from an animal? Hn. Pitiful.

[Genesis doesn't know why, but when Sephiroth flew at him at a devastating speed, the first thing he did was grab the fox and launch himself into the air, his wing beating hard. He drops the fox into a ledge, safe and away from Sephiroth, before Genesis dives back down. He may be weaker and easier to wound, but he, too, was a SOLDIER. He wouldn't fall easily!]

Current Mood: sick
Current Location: The World That Never Was

glorious-mercy.livejournal.com

[The feed comes on to show Sephiroth currently out on the streets of Port Royal, at first he doesn't say anything to the device yet despite turning the feed. Instead his attention is on taking down the strange ducks floating in the street and yelling for what people are huddled on the streets to get out of the street and inside. He's already seen just what the fowl is capable of once and has no desire to see more citizens fall to it, even if releasing them is a relatively simple matter of destroying the ducks around them.

Fortunately he is capable of taking them out at a distance and what few attempt to get in close are either taken down anyway by him or by the espeon standing just behind him but the lavender feline is careful to remain out from underfoot as he moves in taking down the dark ducks.

It's actually a good minute, nearly two before he finally turns his attention to the camera.]

These ducks are easily killed for those able to do so at range, but be cautious. They appear to render those they touch comatose--locked into a tortured sleep until the one that is the direct cause of it is slain.

Current Location: Port Royal

fairly-small.livejournal.com

Is he awake yet, kupo?

Not yet, he's out like a light!

[A PCD is turned on, revealing a unconscious young boy with black spiky hair, propped up against some crates in the First District of Traverse Town. One of the moogles was poking the boy's cheek, his thick bangs partially obscuring his face. After a couple more pokes, we finally hear a groan.]

Hey, kupo! I think he's waking up! Kupo!

Wake up, kupo! Wake up!

Nnnngh... 'm awake, 'm awake, stop pokin' me...

[The boy swats at the moogle and lifts his head, a hand coming up to rub his forehead. It's clear the kid's got a bit of a headache. He blinks rather bright blue eyes at the creatures and jumps a bit.]

Whoa! What're you?!

We're moogles, kupo! Here's your phone, we gotta help some other people. Don't worry, everything will be explained, kupo!

H-Hey, wait a minute! I need to know- [Aaaaaand they're gone.] why 'm not at the Coliseum...

[Welp. He stares at the PCD, totally confused as to what a phone is, let alone that it was even recording him.]

Who'm I suppose to ask?

Current Mood: confused
Current Location: Traverse Town

fightsforalice.livejournal.com

Can someone help me with something?

I was originally going to get help with training, but they have appeared to have gone. So I was wondering can someone please teach me? Maybe self defence or at least some sort of better skill in my sword work.

lightguiding.livejournal.com

[Hearing from Ienzo after all that age-related madness had put Aqua's worries to rest about him, but there had been other children out there she hadn't heard from after the event. Hopefully none of them are still affected, but she wants to make sure they're okay nonetheless.]

To those children I met over the past week... Kairi, the silver-haired boy, Theodor... Are you all okay? Are you back to how you should be, now? I'd be grateful if you could just let me know.

[She debates, briefly, saying more. She'd fought a man who had allowed himself to be overcome by darkness, and she considers warning other people of the threat he poses. But she's seen his apology on the network, and she can't help but wonder if his change was down to the distortions in time, too. So rather than pin the blame on a changed man, she holds her silence, and ends the feed. She'll keep a close eye on the knight by herself.]

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