[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... ]
[identity profile] smileeveryone.livejournal.com
Mm hmm. Mm hmm mm. [A large mouse rat wearing a fine suit was circling Basil trying to fight back a laugh at the others expense…. And not fighting it very hard] Mm wha ha ha ha ha! Did you honestly think you could defeat me. Me?

England’s.. no the world’s greatest criminal mastermind?


[Basil narrowed his eyes and refused to give Ratigan the satisfaction of offering much of a reaction, his fists clenched at his sides]

Come now, come now…you aren’t even going to respond? Where’s one of your self righteous speeches, hmm Basil?

[Finally he responded]

The fact remains, for now… England is safe and your plans were thwarted. Furthermore, the populace is aware of you and your diabolical schemes. They will not fall for the same tricks in tbe future Ratigan. Maybe it won’t be today… or tomorrow but some day your nefarious deeds will catch up with you and you will be stopped once and for all.

[Ratigan looks far from moved. His smug expression faded if only for a moment]

You just can’t admit it can you… you can’t admit that I’ve bested you, again. No matter…

[He draws out a little bell, his surrounding minions look furtively to either side]

Bring tubby over here….

[Its revealed that he also had Dr. Dawson captured.]

Dawson! Leave him out of this.. You .. You fiend!

[With a sneer.. Ratigan rang the bell. An overfed cat marched closer.. Intent on swallowing Basil’s assistant.. And there was nothing he could do about it….. Not that he wouldn’t try]
[identity profile] mrsbrisby.livejournal.com
[Video / Action]

[ The mud bubbled and popped as the cement block slowly began to sink beneath the dark brown liquid earth. The cries of the children… “Mother, mother! There’s mud coming in!”

And she couldn’t do anything! The block was too heavy to lift! The pulleys and ropes the rats had been using to move her home were destroyed!

Mrs. Brisby was frantic as she ran back in forth trying in vain to secure fresh rope lines to her home. To save her children, the ones she cared the most about! But, the lines kept snapping and the mud kept pulling.
Finally as she was grabbed from behind by one the rats trying to help and pulled to safety before she too was sucked down into the mud.
She didn’t want to leave them! Her children! The rat had too strong a hold on her and no amount of struggling allowed her to break free and run back to her sinking home.

NO!

The cement block disappeared below the waves of dark mud. Her children were gone…

Suddenly a brilliant light flashed to life. A bright red glow that for a moment blinded everything. The stone she was wearing around her neck, filled with the courage of a heart struggling to save those most precious to her, unleashed its power.
The nightmare duck shuddered and melted beneath the warm light… freeing Mrs. Brisby from her nightmare and leaving her exhausted from the event. ]
[identity profile] smileeveryone.livejournal.com
[The latest event had kept this mouse busy. He hadn't taken on many cases since his arrival but one in particular was exasperated by what had transpired. It seemed that not only had many of the humans been deaged but so had members of the mouse population. It was hard enough searching for Mrs. Brisby's children with the number of worlds they could have wound up in, but then to have even more children running about... needless to say, he's among the group that is glad when things revert back to normal]

Dash it all!

[It seemed as if Mrs. Brisby's children had not joined her in this world, meaning they... like Dr. Dawson were still in their own world having possibly been taken by the heartless already. After weeks of searching, though he had assumed this would be the result.. Basil was quite frustrated and upset about the matter. So he did what any reasonable person would do in this situation.. he pitched a fit, slouched in a chair and grabbed the violin.

With the regular influx of new individuals being brought here.. it was still possible that the other mice could find their way here.. however.. for the moment the outlook seemed bleak.
]
[identity profile] wickedcultured.livejournal.com
[For those previously on Gaia, it would be hard not to recognize this redhead in the screen. He's looking around for a moment, obviously a tad confused. The Moogle had explained things to him but it was all just disconcerting since this was not how he pictured waking up from the seal in the caverns. So he looks into the screen and opens his mouth to speak-

Only to grunt as something headbutts him in the stomach and he stumbles back, looking down to see a creamy ninetailed fox standing more and moving to headbutt him again. He was quick grab it by the scruff of its neck and hold it away, flailing limbs and all.

And now there is one annoyed Genesis Rhapsodos on your phones, followed by an ANGREH FOX RAWR.]


Would someone mind telling me what in the world is this?

[And what did he do to make it angry enough to just randomly headbutt him?!]

Case 01

Jun. 29th, 2011 10:42 pm
[identity profile] smileeveryone.livejournal.com
“Hell-lo, what do we have here?”

[The video feed records a very unusual angle. The communicator was aimed skyward, and it looks as if a pair of tiny feet are standing on top of it just barely visible. It’s about to get more bizarre. Something that looks like a giant albeit wavey-looking eye is the next thing the feed catches. It’s difficult to make out any of the person’s facial features]

A variety of dials..[Some mumbling to himself] .. This prominent rectangular area.. [More mutterings] Incredible. This doesn’t look like.. anything I’ve seen before. [ The voice sounds genuinely surprised but intrigued]

Hm- I wonder.. [ Pulls his magnifying glass out of the way, revealing the visage of a mouse] Just.. what is this contraption intended for?
[identity profile] mrsbrisby.livejournal.com
[Video]

Ah-haa!

[The screen flashes to life much to the surprise of the tiny mouse holding the device. As she recoils she throws the object away from her body. The jettisoned piece of technology tumbles through the air, eventually coming to a sudden jostling stop on the pavement just in time to capture video of the mouse disappearing around the corner of a building.
A moment later she timidly peeks back around but the thing doesn‘t seem to be following her…
Taking small little hops forward while carefully sniffing the air for danger the little brown mouse cautiously makes her way back to where the object has come to a rest.
]

ah… Hello… [A pause as she attempts to compose herself a little. ] I’m Mrs. Brisby.

[Her voice gains a touch of confidence but still remains soft as she becomes more accustomed to speaking to this odd glowing stone. ]
I seem to have lost my way. I need to get back to my home… its near the big stone in the garden.
Please, could some one tell me how to get back there?

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