[identity profile] detectivelassie.livejournal.com
[Here's a Lassie, sitting at his desk in his shiny new police department... but he looks oddly unhappy for someone who just got his gun and his job back. It looks like he's debating on whether to say something or not, but then he just decided: 'Aw, to hell with it!']

Are there any tap-dancing classes or studios around here? [There's a poorly disguised laugh in the background, to which Lassiter immediately turns and gives them a deathglare. Rapid footsteps can be heard shuffling away. Lassie looks back at the screen.]

Hey! Tap-dancing happens to be very therapeutic! And God knows I need the therapy, right now.
[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.]

[Video]

Jul. 20th, 2011 01:48 pm
[identity profile] dewdrop-pebbles.livejournal.com
[The video reveals a young Viera woman, her dark skin a contrast to her short, stark white hair, and long rabbit-like ears that extend far upwards. Her red eyes are wide and anxious, and her accent thick. She fights to keep her voice calm though is not doing an exceptional job of it.]

My name is Mjrn. If a moment could be spared to answer my questions, you would have my gratitude. Do any hail from Ivalice? My sister, Fran...is she present? She travels with a Hume, named Balthier....

[But there's more than just her long-lost sister on her mind and she tries to focus on the here and now, whether her sister is part of it or not.]

I would also learn of my new surroundings, and all else that may be shared.

[She pauses, trying not to have all her questions rush out at once. However, it's obvious that holding back is taking some effort.]

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Jul. 14th, 2011 12:03 pm
[identity profile] unwillingknight.livejournal.com
Attention, all travelers. After receiving various complaints by native worlds about the condition of crime being exploited by the appearance of Heartless, King Mickey has approved an inter-dimensional police force (IDPD), henceforth tasked with the keeping of the peace amongst the allied worlds of the kingdom. The IDPD is currently looking for applicants and is ready to train recruits in what is necessary to accomplish these tasks.

To carry the badge of the IDPD is to be an extension of the laws placed on each world, and every member shall familiarize themselves with both interplanetary and local laws. To apply, please fill out the information below. All applications will be looked at by a panel of respected travelers.

1 Name:
2 Age:
3 World most often visting/world home of record:
4 Please tell us about your prior experience:
[ ]None [ ]military [ ]police [ ]magical [ ]medical [ ]administrative [ ]technical [ ]scientific [ ]investigative [ ]public relations
5 Please expand upon the answer(s) provided in block 4:
5a If you have experience in a field not provided above, please explain here:
6 Do you have combat experience?
7 Are you willing to undergo a "basic training" environment, or prefer to learn how IDPD works while in the field?
8 Your signature:


OOC: No one will get denied unless ICly under the age of 17. 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 seriously.
[identity profile] detectivelassie.livejournal.com
[It's been a while since Lassiter even showed up on the feed, but here he is! And not on purpose, either. Seems he's still in Traverse Town and he's met something as crotchety as he is and he's just offended it. His communicator has fallen to the ground, although at first, there's a large beak pecking at it.]

Dodrio, dodrio, dodrio! [There's basically a chorus of this going on, with the heads alternating between pecking Lassiter and squawking their own name.]

Get AWAY from me, you over-sized pile of feathers!

DODRIO!

[He's shouldering at and swatting away the heads as best he can, but damnit, they're persistent!]

You are SO lucky I don't have my gun!

[If someone manages to distract this bird, he will be ... well, thankful-ish.]
[identity profile] foofyorangehair.livejournal.com
[The first thing that comes onto the network is a terrible, three-way sound. It is the sound of a creature...barking. Yes, barking. Actually, to those familiar with the Underworld, it sounds an awful lot like Cerberus. The barking goes on for a few minutes before a voice pops up.]

Yeah, that's how you do it! Good dog! You definitely deserve this.

[Cue the sound of three slobbering heads and slabs of meat being tossed into its mouth. Content hell-beast is content.]

So, I know you're all wondering where the Bullet went. Well, since I can't leave until one of you coughs up the keys to this strange building, I figured I'd speed that event up a little bit. 'Sides, it's not my fault you guys are so lax when it comes to watching your stuff, is it?

Especially your drug dogs. This guy was real hungry, weren't you? Who's a hungry doooog?

[...That sound might be the sound of a hellhound getting its belly rubbed.]

Oh, yeah, you're not getting any of this stuff I've gotten back until someone lets me out. Just so you all know. Or maybe I'll sell it. Especially this gun. I thought these were illegal, after a-

BLEEEEEEEEE!!

[Suddenly, VIDEO. Sand is flying everywhere, as is an orange-haired kid, a three-headed dog, and the communicator, which lands face-up, revealing what looks like a hot desert sun. It's as if a giant explosion happened underground, right under the thief's shoes. And who - what - was responsible?]

The---hell!?

Gible~

[A very large shadowy...uh...head suddenly looms into view.]

Ble ble gi??

HEY! Don't touch tha--

[click]
[identity profile] foofyorangehair.livejournal.com
[The voice that comes from this particular communique doesn't sound old at all. In fact, he sounds younger than most of people that have probably come thus far to Traverse Town. Nevertheless there is a very assured air to his voice - for it is a boy - as he speaks. Almost cocky. And maybe just a little disdainful.]

School, huh? Pretty funny how you want me to go to school, after everyone told me I wasn't worth the time.

[A huff of disbelief.]

Seriously, do I look like a moron to you people? I know what you're all about. What your 'schools' really are. 'S just a codename for prison. If you Security chumps think you can trick Crow the Bullet with this fancy shmancy 'world got blown up' movie set and arrest him, you're in for a real surprise. Though this phone's kinda cool. Think I'm gonna take it.

[At this, a confused Moogle voice echoes through the background.]

B-but, kupo, that is yours to keep-

Also these fuzzy animatronic duel monster surveillance things? Nice try, but I can outrun 'em any day. So, don't bother tryin' to find me, 'cuz once I finish talking I'm gonna take this thing apart and sell the pieces! Could pay for some decent meals, after all. But first--

A-AH! K-KUPO, DON'T-WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH--

HA! Just you try and stop me!--

[And with that the transmission cuts off.]
[identity profile] thedragonfire.livejournal.com
[Video]
[The video activates to display the image of a young human girl. She looks concerned as she addresses the communications device. ]

Stella, Flora, Musa, Techna, oh my gosh you guys… please tell me you are here! I just found out all about this place and about the Darkness. Does this mean the Darkness took over Magix?
Then the school and …everyone

You guys have to answer me! We have to do everything we can to get the Realm of Magix back from the Darkness!
There has to be a way to stop it before it destroys any more worlds!
[identity profile] notahonda.livejournal.com
*Look, it's Holly J Sinclair... she's wearing light layers and she seems to be someplace warm and sunny, possibly like Destiny Islands. Which, if you were in such a nice backdrop as there you would not be scowling and angry looking. Yet there she is, looking as sour and upset as usual.*

I guess since I'm stuck with you losers, and some of you aren't as bad as I thought, I should introduce myself properly. *She straightens up and puts on a rather convincing smile, her entire demeanor changes to a determined and refined business woman. Not the annoyed teenager she was a moment ago.* Hello, I'm Holly J. Sinclair. I won't be running around fighting monsters or anything weird like that, I have no idea how to help bring back the lost worlds, and the best I can do right now to help around here is wait tables at a place called. *Out comes a piece of paper* 'The Fallen Paupu' here on Destiny Islands.

At least until I can get something better together.

Hopefully we can all get to our lives soon, until then I'm going to try and treat this like a little vacation. The beach here does look rather nice, been a while since I've had a summer by the water.

Um... *she loses her airs as she shifts gear, obviously relaxing* Tidus, I think I'll be staying here on Destiny Islands for the foreseeable future. You might like it. The place is pretty much all beaches. At least, until you figure out a way for us to get home, respectively.
[identity profile] wanderstheskies.livejournal.com
[The camera flashes on and Sora is staring down at it grinning, but he doesn't seem to know it's on.] Hey, you were right, Riku. I did leave it at the café!

[He leaves the café and goes back over to his two friends who are in the middle of Traverse Town waiting for him. He waves the communicator at Kairi and Riku cheerfully and sets it down with their other items. The camera is still on the trio as they speak.]

So, what was it you think is causing all this again?

[Kairi opens her mouth to fill him in on their latest theories when music starts up around them.]

~I've got a theory, maybe a demon? A heartless demon! Something you've not faced yet!

I've got a theory. Some magics brewing, and now we're stuck inside this world distressing nightmare.

I've got a theory somethings going dooown. It's getting weird and what's this cheery singing all about?!

It could be paopus. Some rancid paopus. Which is ridiculous because they taste so good. Are cute and star shaped. Love people. Full of sunshine... and I'll be quiet now. [Riku's two friends stare at him for a moment in disbelief and a lot of worry... then Sora chimes in cheerfully!]

I've got a theory, it could be gummis!

... I've got a theor-

[The music grows louder and changes tune as Sora cuts off Kairi's sentence.] Gummis aren't just lifeless blocks like everyone supposes! They aren't gummy flavored and are just soooo temperamental! And what's with all the smiles?! What are they just so happy about anywaaay? Gummis! Gummis! I bet it's Gummiiiis! ... o-or maybe Nobodies...

[While Sora's looking confused and embarrassed off to the side of the screen, Riku and Kairi continue together.] I've got a theory we should end this faaast. Because it's clearly serious and isn't going to paaass!

I've got a theory. It doesn't matteeer...[Sora says, then rejoins the group.] What can't we face if we're together? What's in this place that we can't weather? Apocalypse? We've all been there. The same long trips, why despaaair?

[Riku and Kairi join back in.]What can't we do if we get in it? We'll work it through with in a minute. We have to try. We'll pay the price. It's heart or not.

Hey, I've lost miiine.

What can't we face if we're together? What's in this place that we can't weather? There's nothing we can't faaace...

Except for Gummis...

[The song finally dies down and the three of them finally return to their senses... It's then that Sora notices the light flashing on the device.]

Oh, oh no... That light isn't supposed to be on, is it?

[The three go quiet for a moment, until Riku lets out an annoyed groan and quickly shuts off the camera.]


((Pink = Kairi, Dark Blue = Riku and Light blue = Sora. Anything in black they sang together!))
[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] unwillingknight.livejournal.com
[A slightly tired-looking Seifer appears on-screen. He appears to be arguing with someone in the background, but who it may be is not seen.] Look, ma'am. I'm very sorry that your cabbages wilted before the harvest, but that really isn't a problem for the police. If you're having any problems involving criminal activity, you're more than welcome to come to this department.

[He disappears for a moment while the sound of a door slamming is heard. He returns once more, this time holding a small cube] Chiefs Sephiroth and Lassiter, Ms. Aran. I'm sending this message regarding pieces of lost equipment reported by Samus Aran, a bounty hunter we occasionally employ. This was located by an IDPD team in Atlantica.

The other pieces are still missing. It's important that locating these other pieces becomes a priority. If you have any questions, you can direct them to either myself or Ms. Aran.

----

[When the message is over, another private one is sent out to Sephiroth.] I'm sorry for what happened at the tournament. I was trying to get you two out of there safely, but it backfired. I understand if you decide to no longer associate with me.

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