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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?

halfmadcopy.livejournal.com

[If Starkiller learned anything here, one could not live on protein cubes or the Force alone. He wanted to think he was above begging his roommates to cook something for him. Even when his stomach was protesting loud enough to sound like an angry rancor.

He could do this, the microwave was simple enough to use. He'd watched everyone else use it many times before, so why couldn't he? He pushed a few buttons and stared at it like the others- willing his food to cook through the Force. So why wasn't it working? Punching more buttons, he waited. He could fly fighters and just about anything (with the exception of those blasted gummi ships) but he couldn't get this to work?

Technology hardly confused him but he couldn't seem to remember the real Starkiller ever using one of these.

What could possibly go wrong with a little lightning to boost the power? Other than nearly setting the entire kitchen on fire. When the fire was out, via the hose from the sink, he thought about leaving and pretending his adventure in the kitchen never happened. He could blame it on that animal the old man had running around the house.

By the stars he was hungry. He could call Obi-Wan or one of the others but how long would that take?]

Jedi. [He was usually talking to Obi-Wan when he asked for one of them.] We need a new food dispenser, this one is defective.

[Yes, he's being serious. Then again, he didn't realize this video was being broadcast to everyone.]

quigonjinn

[Whatever reason the Qui-Gon opened the video feed for was interrupted before he could say a word by the sudden unexpected sight of two things headed his way. Those two things being his apprentice and a rather lengthy and strange stripped furry creature. The answer of just why Obi-Wan was chasing the creature became apparent as it drew closer to him, the silver casing of Obi-Wan's lightsaber catching the light briefly from where it stuck out of the critter's mouth.

Placing himself within the creature's path, it skidded to a halt seconds before it would have crashed into him and he rescued the purloined weapon from the weasel-like critter's mouth. His expression somewhat amused as he looked from it toward Obi-Wan.]

You seemed to have lost something, Padawan...

Current Location: Land of Dragons

albinoidiot.livejournal.com

I never thought I'd see the day I'd be calling currency munnie without getting some kind of injury. I'm gonna take a guess and say this is a lot like some really bad acid trip. [A sigh.] This sure isn't hell but it's not Jersey either.

[Dante's standing in a well-lit street fixing his coat and looking from side to side. Although he just finished hearing the bad news, there's no tears. His humor is intact but that frown is a clear indication he's not too level.]

Did anyone see where that weird looking fairy went off to? You know, that white pant-less thing? Can we keep 'em? I bet they don't need to eat a lot. Don't even look like they shed. It's definitely a chick magnet.

Only downer I can see is that it sure said a lot of crap. Destroyed worlds? Yeah right. I Probably got drunk again... woke up in another country...with fairy's...naked ones.

tippedthescales

[As of the last few days, Padmé's been holed up in her room. She's told her housemates that she's been working, which is certainly partly true, but more importantly she's been hiding. Now, though, she's making an attempt to venture outside, unaware that there's one of those pesky spirits filming her, probably because she has a cloak on.

After making sure the coast is clear, she dashes toward the kitchen to grab some food. But since she's covered up her costume, the ghosts are out in true form. As soon as she gets to the kitchen, they throw some of the plates from the cupboards. The sound alerts her Growlithe, who starts barking, and that only makes the ghosts make more of a ruckus.]

Stop it! Stop. Please, just stop.

[On its own it's a rather empty threat, but she finally takes off her cloak to end the madness. And as the communicator falls to the ground, it's probably pretty obvious as to why she was trying to cover up in the first place. Her costume... well... she'd rather pretend it doesn't exist. She disappears off screen to grab what she'd come for, and when she comes back she notices the device and quickly switches it off before it can catch too much more of her outfit.]

Current Location: Twilight Town

quigonjinn

[When the video feed actually opens, the network is treated to a view of a rather scenic location within the Land of Dragons. The man it's focused on doesn't actually seem to be aware that he's being filmed. Qui-Gon is seated on a bench, dressed in a rather elaborate set of clothes, his hair resting loose for once around his currently pale face.

Just why he's being filmed perhaps isn't apparent until the feed is adjusted to show the small white birds currently seated on the man's shoulders and the one arm he has raised for them to perch on, seemingly content to just sit there in silence and observe them just as they're currently either investigating him or watching him from their various locations. Despite the hectic events which have been happening lately and this more recent unexpected change of apparel and appearance, perhaps the scene has been filmed to show there is still peace to be found in the worlds if one cares to look for it.]

Current Mood: peaceful

abreakingwave.livejournal.com

[The feed opens to Obi-Wan standing outside a dressing room it looks like, wearing this. He's rubbing the side of his neck, looking a little puzzled.]

Would anyone like to explain to me the fashion trends on these worlds? I tried my best to mimic what I've seen, but...

[He looks down at his apparel, then back up with a shrug.]

Evidently I missed the mark. [But he flashes a cheerful grin into the feed regardless.] Not sure what all the fuss is about. I rather like it. --This, however, is not for me. [If he had his choice, he'd still be wearing his tunic.] I recently got a job at the Cat's Eye café and I would like to look presentable.

So, then. Any help, I would appreciate.

makes-spaghetti.livejournal.com

[The video feed opens on a cute blond girl, her face pressed up close to the camera.]

This is amazing! What kind of technology is this?

[The screen swings around, and is now pointed at her folded legs. The view jiggles then steadies, but still shows her calves, crossed over each other.]

I've never seen anything like this. And those Gummi Ships!

[The screen moves again, kind of flipped onto a bed, and it appears Winry's been set up in a dorm room at Destiny Island Academy, from the walls now seen in the background. Winry's voice continues cheerfully, though she can't be viewed.]

Imagine the kind of auto-mail I can learn to build if the technology here is this amazing!

[Her squeal goes off into registers only dogs can hear.]

Current Mood: hopeful

fatherb4me.livejournal.com

[After the moogle has shown Luke around, he's taken a few minutes before turning the communicator on. The Darkness had done something to the timelines of other worlds, apparently. It was a great temptation for Luke to just call out for his father and see when he had come from. Maybe it was early enough, maybe he could save him. Really save him. But what would the far-reaching consequences of that action be? Would it only make things worse somehow?]

My name is Luke. I am a Jedi Knight with the Alliance. If anyone else survived the destruction of the forest moon, please check in with me.

[He pauses.

Father... Obi-wan...

Do either of them hear? Do either of them even know him?]

And if anyone can tell me anything more about the Darkness and this place, I would appreciate it.

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