[identity profile] a-la-turk.livejournal.com
So this is Radiant Garden.

[ And she fall silent with that declaration, looking above and beyond the communicator at the castle in the distance. That this world is one of the best leads she has at the moment goes left unsaid along with the how's, why's, other various details, and still more. She continues to lean forward against the rail that guards the steps leading from the Marketplace to the Borough quietly, eyes still fixed on that distant castle. Several minutes pass before she speaks again, this time addressing the audience with a sober tone. ]

I heard about the Hollow Bastion Restoration Committee. Does anyone have a good idea where I can find the man that heads it at this hour? I need to speak with him as soon as possible.

[ Turning her eyes to the camera now, she pauses briefly, her gaze sharpening with clear focus. Now is as good a time as any. ]

I've been considering putting together a catalog of the Heartless and the items they drop, a bestiary of sorts to be made available to the public. I'm sure it would prove useful and there's a good chance we might be able to find out something about our collective enemy and situation from the gathered data, too. It's a pretty big undertaking for one person alone, though, so I was wondering, would anyone else be interested in making this happen?

You don't have to give me an answer right now. If you need time to think it over, take it. I'll ask again. You can count on it.
[identity profile] swornoath.livejournal.com
[Now Frog is... well, himself again, he has to ask the network a few things that have been bothering him.]

Has anyone seen Marle of late? [ croak ] She is a young lady with fair hair, and most oft garbed in white clothing. She was assigned to combat the Heartless in Halloween Town alongside myself, but I fear I have not heard from her for some time now.

[Hopefully Ayla or one of the others had seen her, and this was nothing to worry about. Still, with the way Lucca suddenly vanished, Frog is worried.]

[Filtered from Hades, Golbez, Kain]

I must also give a warning. [ croak ] If any encounter a knight in dragon-like armour or a caped man in armour of darkest black, I must advise you they are in league with Hades. They possess the ability to manipulate the Heartless to their will. I do not know why they are cooperating, or to what end, but such dark powers bode ill. We must remain vigilant.
[identity profile] pinkhairedkitty.livejournal.com
[Yuiko was happy that everything had been sorted and that she was now rightfully back within her own body and the first thing she did when she had returned. To get some flowers for her room, to make the place a little bit brighter than usual. She had switched on the communicator  with a smile as bright as anything.]

I brought some flowers, aren't they beautiful?

[She holds them up slightly, happy with the way they were sorted.]

The lady at the shop was really helpful when I was picking them out, she even told me some information about flowers. It was fun.

[She couldn't help but smile as she looked at them, picking out a violet flower from a small bunch of them among others.]

Apparently this is the birth flower of February for example. It had tther meanings as well, but the ones I picked out were suited to me, so the flower lady said. I hope that they last for a long time.

004 [Video]

Dec. 5th, 2011 05:57 pm
[identity profile] mountain-sage.livejournal.com
[Now that his mission is complete and the body-swapping disaster is over, Saleh takes a moment to reflect on his experience.]

The Underworld...such a dreary place. Is this really what happens to the souls when people die? It's so hard to believe...and yet such knowledge is well beyond the living. Still, I'd not want to visit there again anytime soon.

And the Heartless...apparently they can be controlled. I certainly hadn't expected that.
[identity profile] watchesthesea.livejournal.com
[Kairi sat out the beach, within her hand sat a shell.]

We never get snow here often, but I still know that it's December and it's that season where people are happily spending time with loved ones, singing carols and being jolly to everyone else. So, it got me thinking about something.

[She laughs slightly, looking down at her work so far of collecting as many sea shells as she could.]

Why don't we get together and sing carols for the holidays? It's going to be fun and a great way to get your mind off what happened over the past couple of weeks. So what do you say?
[identity profile] albinoidiot.livejournal.com

[Dante had woken up in the morning to find himself in someones skin. For once, it wasn't the scent of something that woke him up but the feel of someone. Truth be told, he felt a lot of things. It was kind of annoying. When the guy sat up to investigate, he was met with gray hairs and a strange ache on his back. He hopped out of bed only to find more white hairs and a decent healthy color on his skin. He ran to the only place he could find a mirror and stared for minutes at the reflection of an old wise man. He turned on the feed once realization dawned upon him.]

I had a dream like this when I was a kid. [Qui-gon had a grin across his old and wise face and there was definitely a strange change in speech patterns taking effect.] Sure, I didn't imagine myself in an old-man's body, but it's not so bad I guess. No offense to the owner, you're still a bad-ass though. I can get used to this.

[As if remembering something, Qui-Gon turned with a whirl of gray hair as he searched for that which made a Jedi so grand in his eyes.] Found it! [And he returned to the mirror, twirling the light saber for a moment before posing, the light humming of the green saber glowing nearby his cheek. Like a baws.]

Who's the jedi now?
[identity profile] wickedcultured.livejournal.com


Well. This is certainly new.

[Hi, Starlights, it's Valeria! Only... not. There is a certain lilt to her voice that wasn't there before. She's also looking down at herself before looking back into the camera.]

When I fell asleep, I certainly did not possess certain... assets. Not to mention I was not in Traverse Town. Valeria, could you be a dear and answer as soon as you see this message?

Thank you.

And as for everyone else watching... this is Genesis Rhapsodos.



[Click.]
[identity profile] sageofwisdom.livejournal.com
[Zelda has yet to venture off to another world, choosing to get her bearings on Traverse Town before she begins exploring other places. So much of these worlds are new to her, especially the technology. Today, she's ventured to the Third District, stepping quietly through the district square. It doesn't take long for a small crowd of Heartless to appear around her, instantly putting her on alert. She hadn't expected to deal with any of these creatures, but here they are, nevertheless.

Despite being in clear danger, she remains calm, watching the creatures cautiously. She's prepared to move at any moment. The instant the creatures start in towards her, Zelda fluidly reaches a hand skyward, vanishing from that spot and reappearing in another in a flash of green light. For a moment, she wrestles with the decision: run or fight?]
[identity profile] fightsforalice.livejournal.com
[Oz sat quietly on Destiny Island, his pet Eevee who had been finally found curling up as much as it could around a couple of eggs. Oz hadn't been sure of what exactly to take when he saw them the first time, but he knew that if Alice see them she would want to eat them. So switching on this device he smiled.]

Recently I have come into procession of some rather... odd looking eggs. [He gestures towards the pokemon who was still in the state of wanting to protect it's eggs.] I'm guessing from how protective she is that these creatures can reproduce and they're her babies.

[He pauses slightly, yeah it would be hard to get them away from her, but yet at the same time Oz doesn't believe that he can look after them all. One Eevee is enough for him.]

I'm wondering, who would like to have one when they hatch~? I'm hoping to give them to good homes, so if you're interested then let me know. Okay~?
[identity profile] albinoidiot.livejournal.com
Not gonna lie, I'm a little disappointed.

[Dante was up and early, dressed in his usual attire of pants, boots, and coat. Rebellion, the big sword he usually carries in a holster on his back, was over his shoulder. By the look of the way his chest rose and fell and a still raw little scratch over his exposed lower arm, he had been swinging it around defeating something. Heartless, more than likely.]

I wake up, ready for a new day, and I get attacked by these little black things. Thought they were cute, they moved around a little weird but I don't judge. When I try to pet one it tried to eat me, I'm guessing. This week sucks.

[Some random passerby from the town walked by staring at the man and he took a moment to wave. They scurried off in a hurry and Dante just drooped.]

Screw this.

Not only is Christmas comin' around the corner but no one told me my birthday passed. Did I get anything? No. Not even a card. As usual. Like hell I'm letting Christmas pass without a damned present this year. My solution? Getting to know you guys. I'm serious, what's your hobbies, favorite color. Are you a single lady, got any kids, you free on Friday- that sort of stuff.

I might as well add that one-thousand munny is not a gift, naked fairy's, it's called charity and I expect something else. Undertaker, I think I got a joke for you that'll get you laughing. You better wrap up my coffin. I'll act surprised. And...

[He stops, he chuckles. Opens his mouth, can't say it. Takes a breath. There we go.]

Luke Skywalker- I can't get over that- you know what would really cheer me up?
[identity profile] ninthserenade.livejournal.com
[Anyone who happens to be in the World That Never Was will notice something--or someone sitting against the rubble of Memory's Skyscraper; it's hard to tell with his hood up. Even with all the Heartless and lesser Nobodies prowling around, whoever it is seems pretty calm as he types away on his communicator. Once in awhile, a Shadow crawls up to him and 'sniffs' at him, but it simply skitters off. He doesn't have what it wants. Heartless come and go and the Dusks regard him with mild curiosity, but end up continuing on their way. The lone Dancer that eventually comes by by is a different story--It stops to stare, and even the mystery man pauses to up for a moment before he resumes typing.]

so um.

does anyone know what exactly happened to the castle that never was? i mean i know it was destroyed but... i didnt know it was this bad. i kinda figured itd still be standing just kind of all busted up n stuff. that maybe some of the rooms were fixable or the whole thing couldve been one big ol fixerupper.

heck even the city is a mess. its kinda depressing to look at. anyways, if anyone knows i guess thanks in advance.

[Click!]

[With the message sent out and communicator pocketed, he stands up and cautiously approaches the Dancer. Then suddenly, the man moves and tugs the creature into a tight embrace.

Why in the world is he hugging it?]
[identity profile] foofyorangehair.livejournal.com
[A sudden blast of Darkness is enough to cause the comm to tumble around and turn on, revealing...well, Darkness. A pulse of power and wind just thrashing all around.

And judging by orange hair that occasionally enters the frame, it's probably obvious who it is being smacked by this storm.]


What th--

[But the blackness suddenly dissipates, slowly - very slowly - unveiling...this. Its black rim gleams in the light of whatever world Crow is on, rolling in with no driver in the seat. Attached to it is...this, only...folded in. Wait, what?]

The Blackbird...!?

No wa--

[Whatever other reaction Crow might be having is suddenly cut off by his grabbing his comm - and thus unwittingly ending the feed.]

[ Video ]

Nov. 8th, 2011 06:38 pm
[identity profile] lastesper.livejournal.com
[ Terra hasn't made a post since the fiasco with the ghosts - thank god that was over! All the same, she was sitting outside - or to be more accurate, on the limb of a tree, with a baby chicobo walking the length of her leg, back and forth. She appears rather entertained with the sight, and turns the video to show the little animal. ]

Um...before... before Lilisette was - went away, she gave me one of the chocobos that she'd been looking after. I think it's customary to name them, but ... I don't know what a proper name for an animal is. I was thinking "Feathers" for her.

[ Because she has feathers. Terra is so freaking creative you don't even know. ]

Do you think that it's all right? I don't know what else I could name her. Ah --

[ Thaaaat reminds her. ] Oh... I hope it's all right, Leon.

[ After all, she might be helping him out with the restoration of the house until it's rebuilt, but that didn't mean he'd want a cute little bitty bird in the house too. And she didn't even bring up the subject of her companion! ]

003 [Video]

Nov. 5th, 2011 09:34 am
[identity profile] mountain-sage.livejournal.com
[Just out of curiosity, Saleh decides to explore the 3rd district of Traverse Town, to see what these Heartless were like. He'd learned all he can from other people; now he was curious to see them in person.]

[It didn't take long, though. A few Heartless appear and try to attack. Saleh brings out his Elfire tome and casts a few fireballs, exploding on the ground near the Heartless, distracting them briefly. Deciding not to chance it any further, Saleh flees back into the safer districts of Traverse Town.]

[He then pulls out his device and starts a video feed.]


So those are what the Heartless are like. They are quite bothersome creatures, to say the least...
[identity profile] stitchedfull.livejournal.com
[Stitch has been working very hard on setting up this grand event for everyone! There are cords running out of several businesses, connecting to speakers and what appears to be an electric guitar. A very small one. He made it himself.

Now, Traverse Town, are you ready to rock?

Stitch has made nice with the moogles and one of them is holding the communicator for him, and he clears his throat - a decidedly human gesture he's picked up - to get everyone's attention.]


The king has arrived.

[He strikes a pose and smirks a bit at the camera, which actually looks pretty creepy, considering. But it's his best Elvis impression. The best one a small blue monster can manage.]

Stitch dedicates this song to Lilo and his circle of friends. Stitch will never forget any of his family. Aqua, Stitch will remember.

[He scurries back to where the guitar is and picked it up, plays a cord to make sure everything is set, and then starts up. He plays Elvis's Devil in Disguise surprisingly well, and he's even been kind enough to have the voice of the record playing in the background so you don't have to listen to his singing.

ENJOY THE SHOW!]
[identity profile] 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. ]

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