[identity profile] recognize-this.livejournal.com
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Let's get one thing straight.

[Kaiba doesn't exactly like the beach but the guy didn't exactly want to be inside a dormitory. He was on the beach, sitting on the sand with nothing but a silver briefcase beside him. The sun wasn't quite setting yet, he was frowning at the ocean.]

Who ever conceived the concept involving lying about a world being destroyed and thinking the tall-tale would be believable needs a better hobby. Making up stories is clearly not their forte. That said, when I find out who's responsible for it I'll personally relay my complaint.

[He shifts in the sand, brushing his hands before turning to the communicator with a firm scowl on his features.]

Now. I expect I'm not the only one on this island. As friendly as those things are, I would prefer hearing an explanation from something that isn't a figment of some childhood fairytale. Who's in charge? What the hell were those things? More importantly, where's Mokuba?

I won't allow this to waste my time.
[identity profile] blastingzones.livejournal.com
[Leon? Yeah, that's him with the big, orange, frizzy mane and the lion-esque features and the tail swishing in annoyance behind him. He looks pretty peeved, which is only accentuated by the sharp teeth he keeps giving a flash of when he talks.]

I get that this was done to keep the ghosts from bugging us, but... [He looks down. Then back up.] Couldn't it be something a little more... I don't know, practical? I have Heartless patrols to do. Anyone know if I can switch it out for something else?

[Because he really, really, really would appreciate that.]
[identity profile] ofthefall.livejournal.com
[A bloody smear is the first thing shown as the video comes on, a thumb swiping across it. Harsh, almost wet breathing is next as Cloud keeps trying to dial specific number, only to fail repeatedly. He can barely see the phone in his hand, to be honest.

Slowly, he drags his hand, with the phone clutched, toward him and a very bloodied Cloud Strife is revealed, he's leaning against a bunch of crumpled rocks. The ocean can be heard as well. His bright eyes squint at the phone, trying to discern the numbers but for the life of him he just can't see the damn buttons. With a soft groan, his hand just flops back down, the sunset is all the phone manages to catch before the feed just turns itself off.]


[[OOC: This is the result of this log!]]
[identity profile] ofthefall.livejournal.com
[There's an obvious background change behind Cloud than what his last two posts consisted of. Which is a beach with a sun setting behind him.]

I'm at Destiny Islands. Thought I'd let people know before I start getting phone calls wondering where I am. Got a teaching job at the Academy teaching swordsmanship.

I'm also offering lessons for those not in school after school, so if anyone wants lessons, you know where to find me or give me a call.

Thanks.

[GASP. It's Cloud actually telling people where he is! *A*]
[identity profile] slippedamickey.livejournal.com
--Hey! Hey! Is this darn thing on!?

[Look, it's Mickey!...with long rabbit ears? Wait a minute. It...looks a bit like Mickey, albeit Mickey in the Timeless River, but...those ears. It can't be the King. But whoever it is, they do not look happy.]

Right. Listen up! I'm lookin' for a mouse. My height, stumpy years, beady eyes, wears red shorts and white gloves. Goes by the name of M-I-C-K-E-Y.

[Anything not to say his name again. That slimeball touched her locket. The very thought causes him to grind his teeth. Finally he growls and points his finger at the screen. The more he speaks, the more visibly agitated he gets, the louder his voice gets.]

...Hnn! I bet he's watching this right now! Ruining my home wasn't enough for ya, huh? Didn't get your jollies makin' the Shadow Blot, did you? Now this!? You do this!?

[And finally, he explodes in anger, outright screaming at the communicator. And his anger is enough that his ears literally pop out of his head, shaking with rage.]

AND DON'T YOU BE ALL 'AWWW I'M SORRY' 'BOUT IT EITHER! I KNOW YOU DID IT, MOUSE! I KNOW HOW YOU ARE NOW! AND I AIN'T TAKIN' IT NO MORE!! I'LL--

[The communicator suddenly cuts. For a good three minutes. When it switches back on, only the Traverse Town fountain can be seen. Pretty isn't it.

Then the rabbit's voice comes back on. And by the tone of his voice he is still hopping mad *rimshot*.]


See this? You and me, mouse, we're gonna settle this. Once and for all! Rabbit to mouse! Right here! Fisticuffs only! I wanna see how much of a big star you are without using that paintbrush or whatever it is you're using in this place to cheat! You hear me!? One hour! You have one hour!!

[And suddenly, the rabbit...thing's pissed off eyes fill the screen.]

BE HERE!

[CLICK.]
[identity profile] ofthefall.livejournal.com
[It was obvious he had just been battling the Heartless because there were a few cuts and scrapes on his body, he's putting his sword back into the holder behind him as he turns on the PCD.]

Radiant Garden's got a lot of Heartless today. People should be stay inside the city limits or be escorted if they really have to go somewhere. Dunno who's still on this world or not, but if you can fight, help would be appreciated.

Thanks.

Video 001

Jun. 25th, 2011 12:30 am
[identity profile] glorious-mercy.livejournal.com
[A rather tall man stumbled out of the shadows that graced the alley between two buildings. The former general had been nearly certain that when everything had vanished into the that suffocating darkness that he would never see any light again. The fact he had somehow been released from it or somehow had managed to escape was overshadowed rather quickly as he lifted his gaze to take in his surroundings, it was painfully obvious within seconds of the cat-like eyes surveying the buildings and people that he was in no city or landmass that could be found on the world he was from.

The appearance of an actual live moogle and the news it brought merely confirmed the suspicions that he wasn't anywhere close to home and also confirmed that home such as it had been currently no longer existed.

Once the creature had left, he considered what it had told him, considered what had occurred before he had been brought here and came to the conclusion that it was validly possible those from his own world were here and perhaps might be able to answer questions he had refrained from bothering the moogle with.

It took merely a moment's study of the device before it was turned on, the video function showing the General in uniform, standing before a nondescript wall that belonged to whatever building rested behind him. Despite the emotions that had been raised by experiencing what he had previously thought would have been the death of him, he looked rather calm and collected as he spoke into the machine he held.]


If there are any from the world of Gaia or if there are any Shinra personnel in this world, I would appreciate it if you would contact me.

[That said, he turned the feed off and decided to turn his attention toward investigating the town he was now in until someone contacted him and in the event that no one did, perhaps he would find someone else to pose his questions to.]

{ooc: Sephiroth can be found within the first district of Traverse town, beside the Accessory Shop if anyone cares to meet him in person.]
[identity profile] proteusmoon.livejournal.com
[ Simply because Cecil has spent a great deal of his time indoors since the... Song and Dance Incident at the Gummi Station, does not mean he doesn't know his way around Traverse Town. When he first finds Kain is nowhere to be found in the First District, he is, admittedly, worried. Upon second consideration, he comes to the decision that he should check the other districts too, since Kain is stubborn and proud by nature and he obviously didn't like Cecil's insistence he stay with the moogles for safety. It's completely possible the other knight has merely wandered off to explore by himself.

Half a day later, there's still no sign of Kain. The paladin has checked the hotel, all the districts, battled plenty of Heartless along the way, and even returned to the most dreaded of locations (the Gummi Ship Station) just in case. He's even resorted to just waiting to see if Kain will turn up on his own timetable.

And, still, nothing.

It's been a few days since the dragoon's arrival and Cecil doesn't know if it's high time he should panic or not, but he is — at least as much as a white knight does panic. If he can't find the dragoon by himself, no matter how he scoured the town, then the only option left is to publicly post a notice about the other man.

That is exactly what the paladin is up to now.

The feed snaps on and shows Cecil standing under the mailbox in the First District with a few moogles floating about his head and shoulders who seem to be all sorts of curious about the paladin's search for who is, as far as he knows, his only surviving friend from his home world. Cecil's expression is anything but cheerful today, though there's an obvious streak of determination. His eye-line is slightly leveled lower than that of the camera due to the fact he's not quite gotten used to staring at it when addressing the network in a video stream, but his voice is no less firm than it would be were he speaking to an actual person.
]

Excuse me! My name is Cecil Harvey and I am looking for an off-worlder like myself by the name of Kain Highwind. 

[ Cecil is very careful to enunciate his friend's name with slow, deliberate precision. ]

He arrived in Traverse Town not long ago, but I haven't seen him since. He is tall, with long hair, wearing blue armor and a helm resembling a dragon's head that covers the upper half of his face. He is from Baron and he is a dragoon.

[ Again with the slow, purposeful enunciating... ]

If you happen to see him or have met him somewhere, please contact me immediately. He is a childhood friend of mine. I'm currently residing in Traverse Town, within the hotel. Again, his name is Kain Highwind.

Thank you for your time and cooperation.

[ The feed ends. ]
[identity profile] wanderstheskies.livejournal.com
[Here's a face that hasn't appeared in awhile.. well at least not purposely. Someone has finally gotten their communicator back and he's looking very proud of himself for it!]

Hello again, just posting to let you know I have my communicator back, so you wont have to deal with Riku anymore if you need to contact me. Sorry about that, he can be a bit of a pain sometimes.

[He looks over to the mentioned sourpuss, who is somewhere off camera and grins.] Hey, don't give me that look! I got it back from you fair and square! [Well, really he snagged it while Riku was sleeping during the ride her, but that doesn't make his victory and less sweet!]

[He laughs and looks back to the camera.] Well, we're over at Radiant Garden right now, so you guys over at the restoration committee better make some time to say "hi", okay? Because I am so stopping by.

Anyway, just wanted to [Let his sweet victory be known!] let you guys know and as always, if you have any questions, I'll do what I can to answer them.

Bye!
[identity profile] ofthefall.livejournal.com
[The sound of Cloud nonchalantly tossing his phone onto the console is heard, though Cloud is sitting right on the console. Looks like it was in his pocket and he accidentally sat on it, turning it on without realizing. But what's odd is that he suddenly starts smiling. What is this?!]

Hey, Leon?

Yeah?

I'm having a party. Wanna come?


[Okay, WHAT? Cloud looks panicked as Leon suddenly gives him an incredulous look but music suddenly starts up it only gets worse from there as Cloud stands up right on the console.]

Nah...I don't think so, baby.

Oh come on! It'll be lots of fun.

Yeah? Huh...

Whoa!

Cutting for length. Psuedo-music videos are awesome. )
[As the song comes to a close, Cloud looks at Leon.]

That was great.

Let's do it again

[Leon jumps off the console and now it is the awkward silence! time. Cloud coughs and just steps off the console and leaves. Both of them are beat red. Why had Cloud sought out Leon again? He doesn't remember all he knows is that he just needs to leave right now.

Oh, wait, he left his phone, showing more flustered Leon. Cloud comes back to grab it before leaving the room again. A-And turns it off, OMGWHAT. IT RECORDED?]
[identity profile] badass-shuriken.livejournal.com
[an empty screen, just the view of someone's living room and then, there is music, floating from an as of yet unseen source]

(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah


[Yuffie comes skating into the scene in her socks and does an awkward booty dance in front of the screen. Granted, any dance from Yuffie is bound to be awkward...but it seems like she's putting special effort into this one. She spins, almost upends herself on her butt, and tries to give any audience on the other side of the communicator a sulky pout...which not much can be seen thanks to the ridiculously over-sized sunglasses she's wearing, and really, it's no wonder she hasn't killed herself yet.]

7am, waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein’ everything, the time is goin’
Tickin’ on and on, everybody’s rushin’
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)♫


[she continue singing and strutting around the living room like a decapitated chicken. she's seriously enjoying herself, which would probably be questionable if it were anyone else]

(ooc: now that the mun has screwed this entry up like, seven times, she's going to bed for the night x[ tags will be picked up in the morning ♥0
[identity profile] detectivelassie.livejournal.com
[The feed clicks on and displays a very, very unhappy man, laughing humorlessly.]

Okay. Alright. Let me get this straight. That dream I had about the freaking Apocalypse coming really wasn't a dream and it was actually Darkness eating my world. Because there's apparently an infinite number of other worlds out there, including ones that are supposed to be complete works of fiction.

[Another laugh and then...]

Either this is some really elaborate joke or someone slipped a powerful hallucinogenic drug into my food! Either way, I'm ONTO you, pal! [He points into the feed with a scowl.] You're not going to get away with this, and when I find you, you'll be crapping bullets!

[CLICK.]
[identity profile] graviras.livejournal.com
[the fal'cie certainly have picked a convenient time to screw around with her, haven't they? they'd just been about to go up and pay a visit to orphan, after sojourning on pul-- gran pulse for awhile. it's time to get back to the mission and end this farce for good! not get stranded in a place that is so far and away from where she'd originally been that she thinks this has to be a joke. as if to tell her she's come 'full circle' or something equally ridiculous.

in any case, when the video switches on, it reveals her face wearing a particularly nasty scowl. she's pissed.]


I want to know who's responsible for bringing me here, and I want to know now.

[she hasn't punched someone out in awhile. her knuckles are itching to connect with someone's jaw.]

Hope? Fang? Snow? If any of you are here, report to me immediately. We're going to find a way out of here.

Now.

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