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[Zoisite is at the piano again. The unmistakable strains of the Moonlight Sonata accompany him. They are small comfort, to judge by his pained expression. The notes conjure impressions of a tall forest with a breeze winding through the tree limbs.

He will miss that unity. With his face in profile to the video feed, he speaks to the people who will be interested, but whom he would rather not approach.]


For the time being, Kunzite has been lost from these worlds.

[He cannot entirely bring himself to believe his friend's strength will not be enough to break through again. And yet... perhaps this is truly Kunzite's requiem.]
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[personal profile] geniustheveil
[Ami appears on the screen, looking thoughtful.]

Did you have a good New Year's dream? I thought about the custom of New Year's resolutions. I thought about making a few for myself, and working to accomplish them.

I still will, but I thought it might be more important to make some resolutions together. To talk about what we want to change and improve in the worlds here. Of course, being able to revive our worlds and return home is the priority, but we can't ignore where we are, either.

[Filtered to Senshi and Kunzite from here, unhackable.]

[A bit later, she appears on the screen as Mercury. Her message is brief and to the point.]

I've learned some information we should discuss

[/filter]

(ooc: brought over from here, will answer at either site.)
[identity profile] violontides.livejournal.com
( on screen is someone you have perhaps never encountered before. one of those sailor senshi clad in oceanic-themed attire, looking at the camera's feed less than pleased. her friends continue to disappear without a trace, and now, even her partner has... )

Uranus. If you are recieving this broadcast... please respond. ( she knows it's naïve to think that haruka may still be out there... perhaps the moon princess is rubbing off on her more than she thought... )

... ( but the lack of response only seems to cement it ) To anyone else -- has any more information come to light in regards to those that disappear? Do we know anything more than that?
[identity profile] filchedfruit.livejournal.com
[ The woman in the video is looking confused and frightened. Anyone who's met her would notice the distinct lack of her usual poise.]

Uh...hi...uh ...how do I put this? This is weird. After all this time, I still can't get used to anything. I'm actually Joluk Hergal.I'm in someone else's body. Does anyone know her? Are there any freaky powers I should know about, in case they go out of control? Where am I, anyway?

So yeah...body switching, I'm afraid of what'll happen next.
[identity profile] innerflow.livejournal.com

[It's Tomoe Mami's face, but it's entirely Mizuno Ami's heavy heart that picks up the communicator. It's taken a long time to make herself look almost normal, to make herself look like she hasn't been crying and like she can handle this.

But the hope that's kept her going just disappeared along with Usagi and her other friends. She can't even know when she'll see them again, if she'll see them again, or if they're truly lost to the Darkness until their world can be restored - perhaps never. Three dear friends at once, so close after a fourth, is a terrible blow. Her voice is steady but far too quiet and thin.]


To everyone who knew them, Tsukino Usagi, Hino Rei, and Aino Minako have disappeared.

Naru-chan, we-

[But right there, without any warning, her voice simply stops. She slumps to the floor without any sign of distress of beforehand.]

(ooc: MADOKA SPOILER/explanation: With the body swap, Mami-in-Ami's-body came to pick up the soul gem... thus bringing it too far away for Mami's body (Ami). She will revive once Mami comes back, bringing it close again, and they figure it out.)
[identity profile] abracadabrapon.livejournal.com
[Oh dear. Not this guy again. But of course, he had to say something, didn't he. After all, he enjoyed knocking people around. And what is that on his face--oh dear is that blood--the comm is shaking a bit--is that a Moogle that's impaled on his--

Too late, the comm goes back to his face only.]


I find it interesting, that after all this time, there are still so many of you clinging to hope. Including the little rodent that kept pestering me just now. I find it funny, even!

[A nice little smile.]

Just an excuse. A facade to cover up what you all already know. It's really only a matter of time before you're all gone. But how you all die is none of my concern.

[He almost looks...pleasant. Like an insane person.]

Brother, I think its time we started doing something fun. In fact, I'm in such a good mood, I think I'll let you choose where we'll go first!

Private to the sailor soldiers and the IPCD//As unhackable as, er, he can make it )

001-Video

Nov. 1st, 2011 01:56 pm
[identity profile] uterus-attack.livejournal.com
[The video feed starts to reveal a somewhat doubtful looking Sailor Star Maker with a rather content looking Moogle beside her. She gives the small white critter a sideways glance before speaking.]

Can anyone hear me?

[Pause. Another glance towards the Moogle who instructs her to keep talking kupo. She turns back to the communicator.]

I was told that I might be able to contact people I know through this device. Is there anyone listening who can help me?

[The Moogle looks pleased as punch to have helped; Star Maker continues to look dubious of the creature.]
[identity profile] musicite.livejournal.com
Zoisite's hair is shorter, brown, and left wild instead of tamed into the usually tidy ponytail and bangs. He looks quite modern and stylish, in fact, and much less pale. The costume seems almost jarringly different.

Of course, nothing about a dye job and a haircut could take away Zoisite's music. But like the look, it's quite different: He's holding an electric guitar and idly playing a few chords, slowly, listening to each one before trying another. He seems to get the basics of the instrument very quickly.

Meet ZST, Star Kingdom's newest temporary screamo vocalist.
[identity profile] abracadabrapon.livejournal.com
[Hey, look! A ghost!...

Wait, no, its Setsuna, wearing this, face paint, hair and all. She even has an instrument tied to her back. And, she looks quite bemused.

Oh, and did we mention she's at the Cat's Eye Cafe?]


I'm having a rather interesting conversation with some of our spectral visitors. It appears they are having an argument about giving a gift to someone, and which tea is most suited for them, having seen me purchase a cup for myself. It's just English Breakfast, but...

I wonder, could anyone else with a love of tea help me with settling this argument? Given who it is they wish to impress, I'd say a masala chai blend would do, since its generally an orange tint, but my fellow drinkers would like to try a wider variety before making a decision.

[Sip. For someone who's not shown much power or ability of any kind, she's...oddly calm about the half-dozen ghosts sitting at the table with her. That tea must really be relaxing.]

Private to the sailor senshi )
[identity profile] executionerrose.livejournal.com
[ Traverse Town - Late Night - Open for Action Only but the Video can be watched by the entire Network]

[Some one had compared him to a helpless flower that had taken root here… ]

The large body heartless beat its fists against its chest as the girl screamed. She recoiled away from the monster accidentally hitting the record feature when she bumped against the wall of the building behind her. The device instantly began capturing video, the very video that was being shown now.
She had no defense and no way to escape pinned to the wall as she was. The heartless had the advantage and it knew it. That was why is charged forward with wild abandon fully expecting a quick victory and a freshly stolen heart.
Instead it met a swift end as in a flurry of petals a single rose landed in the creature’s neck causing it to dissolve into colorful balls of supplies.
The girl gasped and clasped her hands over her mouth as she was saved. Right before the video ended she yelled something about being saved by a handsome man dressed in black wearing a white mask.


[ Disney Castle - Morning - Open for Video/Text/Action ]

[ Chloe stands near a group of trees in the backyard of the small ‘White Rose’ florist and gift shop. One hand gently rests against the trunk of a tree while the other holds a crucifix that hangs from a necklace he wears around his neck. ]

…forgive us our sins, save us from the fires of Hell and lead all souls to Heaven, especially those who are in most need of Thy mercy.

[ Praying to God for forgiveness, redemption, and the strength to make the right decisions now that he had no one else to stop him if he broke his oath and stepped too far into the growing darkness. Hopefully he would be strong enough to continue fighting against the darkness without falling prey to it. ]

Amen.

[ A flower that had taken root here, was he? Then he was a flower with hidden thorns. ]


[OOC: Tuxedo Kamen?!
Well, no, not quiet. I couldn’t resist making the comparison between Chloe and Tuxedo Kamen. They both fight with rose weapons, dress in black and wear white masks. So, Sailor Moon people if you want to think it might be Tuxedo Kamen, that mistaken identity would be awesome.

All characters can see the NPC video but no one can reply to that section unless you want to do an action post. Chloe wouldn’t be using his communicator that would give his identity away!
You can use any kind of reply to the prayer section below that one. I wanted to give a little taste of what Chloe gets into while no one is paying attention without giving the whole game away.
]
[identity profile] innerflow.livejournal.com
[This is Ami scowling very seriously as she adjusts her glasses. She peers at an offending crepe-paper streamer and actually pulls out a protractor. This is put to strict use as she adjusts the streamer to an absolutely perfectly-calculated angle (yes, that would be a hand-held computer beeping in the background, used for precisely that purpose), and tapes it in place.

She steps back to observe the effect of the current decorations of the senshi abode, and the glasses finally go away, leaving her smiling quite normally.]


Everyone, Minako-chan's birthday is today, and Setsuna-san's is next week. Please give them your good wishes.

[Private to senshi minus the birthday girls and plus Naru | unhackable]

Let's plan something truly special. Mako-chan, if it isn't too much trouble, could you make a double cake? I'll help if you need it. We should all think about a gift we can give them, too.
[identity profile] soldierofthesky.livejournal.com
[Video]
[Today she is Haruka. Just a boyish girl who happens to live on Agrabah. And for once, she's not out patrolling.]

Does anyone here like to race? And what sorts?

[She's the wind, and the wind likes to race. And this is totally not to distract herself while Ami is in points unknown with a possible enemy.]

[Action]
[She is waiting outside, right outside the door. You have to come back sometime, Ami. :| This note about going to meet, alone, with Kunzite? Not okay with that.

If anyone else on Agrabah wants to run into her, they're welcome to, but she's not moving far from her spot.]
[identity profile] musicite.livejournal.com
[There is a heavy sigh before Zoisite lifts his hands to the piano (he's seated at one, in a nondescript room with billowing curtains at its windows). He closes his eyes.

Just as he's done every day, almost every moment, since arriving in this configuration of worlds, he reaches out through his music. He reaches through each communicator that the song passes through, feeling his way for Endymion's presence.

The piece is constant, steady, flying through its higher notes with amazing runs and arpeggios; to the listeners, it's likely to bring nostalgia and thoughts of times long past - childhood moments half forgotten, old friends and lovers. Zoisite opens his eyes.

Again, there is nothing. He cannot sense Endymion. The music shifts its mood, seamlessly. He speaks without interrupting the deft, sure movement of his hands, almost to himself.]


My music should also be able to repel these Heartless.
[identity profile] musicite.livejournal.com
[He comes to himself still on the ground. The white uniform will need to be cleaned, he notes in passing. The small creatures nudging him bear no resemblence to youma; this place bears no resemblence to the Dark Kingdom. Where is he?

Where is Master Endymion? He struggles to a sitting position, despite the protests of moogles who think he's not ready to move yet. He has to. He raises his hands, as if playing a piano- and indeed, music starts to fill the air, perfect and clear, captured by the communicator as well. It is searching, seeking, desperate.

But after only a moment, he stops. His hands slump and then fall beside him. His eyes find the ground and his shoulders sag in defeat.]


My music cannot reach the master from here.
[identity profile] innerflow.livejournal.com
Girls? Girls!!

[Sailor Mercury's voice is alarmed as she tries to recover her wits. She sways as though caught in some current. Dizzy-looking fish in the background (and the fact Mercury's costume has gotten noticeably skimpier and she's grown a fish-tail) say she must be in Atlantica.

Just a moment ago, they'd all been caught in an enormous water vortex that tore them away from one another; signs of the swirls and eddying currents can still be seen. Mercury addresses the video feed at large. Even now, she makes sure to show herself only from the shoulders up (it's embarrassing!) despite the emergency.]


I need to speak with someone who's been to Atlantica before. It's urgent. And Sailor Moon, everyone, please respond right away!
[identity profile] shiroi-petals.livejournal.com
[Based on the room behind him, Kunzite has found his way to the hotel and his room.]

So Metalia is called 'Heartless' here, hm? [He scoffs.] An appropriate term for such a creature. Although I find it hard to believe that she has managed to take so many worlds into darkness.

If she has, then she is more formidable than I gave her credit for. [Not that it matters how powerful she is. She was ended once; she can be ended again.]
[identity profile] faithfulthunder.livejournal.com
[For those who don't know, Agrabah is a very hot place. Makoto doesn't really mind it, but it can get a little exhausting. When the feed starts she's fanning herself in some much-needed shade.]

Hey everyone! Are you all holding up okay? I heard we got a lot of new arrivals recently, so I thought I'd say hi. And, if anyone needs anything, feel free to ask.

My friends and I look after Agrabah. It gets pretty hot, but if you can stand the sun and the sand, it's not so bad. If anyone wants to visit, let me know! I'm always happy to have a house guest.

My name's Kino Makoto. You can all call me Mako, though. Don't be a stranger!

[Because that means she'll have a reason to clean instead of doing homework, and that she can cook instead of study. It's the perfect plan.]

[Filtered to the senshi!]

So since most of us are here, do you guys want to do anything? There are a lot of worlds we haven't seen yet, and it might be a good idea to familiarize ourselves with our surroundings. Plus, it'd be great to get away from this heat.

[Much begging goes here! Can they go somewhere? Please, please, please?]
[identity profile] abracadabrapon.livejournal.com
[Here's Setsuna, looking quite business-like.]

I am about to...conduct some important research. Independent of monitoring projects.

[Research. Yes. She'll call it that.]

I wouldn't mind some assistance in it, particularly that of yours, Usagi. If that is all right with you.
[identity profile] violontides.livejournal.com
-- and then... Ah! There. Not too difficult, is it? ( the image comes into view to reveal... a well dressed woman with long, wavy teal hair. with one hand holding the device, the other creeps upwards to tuck some of it behind her ear ) This place.. is called Traverse Town, is that true? The friendly creature informed me as much, but the explanation of how I arrived here exactly... leaves a little something to be desired, I'm afraid.

( and her head tilts to the side with a tight smile ) I find it difficult to believe that it was simple the force of darkness, but then... the sheer force of it seemed so overwhelming as I was dragged under... It was certainly not a pleasant experience.

Even more disturbing is how they say that the world... has been destroyed? That can't be true, can it? I just know that there were forces protecting it, our Earth. It's... difficult to believe that everything was just taken away so easily. Please, if anyone has any infromation, it would be appreciated. Perhaps then I will be able to locate some of the others...

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