[identity profile] guardiaprincess.livejournal.com
I personally think a Ball would be great. All the pretty dresses, the dancing, the food-

Oh! Being a princess and all, I know how hard it is to pick out the perfect dress. But I've got lots of experience. So! If any of you ladies need help picking one out, I am offering my expertise to those who need it!
[identity profile] pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com
[The camera turns on to show a man in his early twenties with long, blond hair, glasses, and a concerned expression. He stares intently at the screen for a moment to be sure that the camera is on before he starts speaking in a deep, soft voice.]

Ritsuka, are you here? Are you injured? Call to me and I'll find you.
[identity profile] hunterclass.livejournal.com
[Appearing on the feed is a young woman in bulky armor. She has her helmet tucked under one arm while she holds the communicator with the hand not occupied by an arm cannon. It looks like she's standing outside in Traverse Town.]

I understand the vast majority of the people here are refugees. Is there some sort of alliance being formed to combat this new threat? I'd like to help.

[She pauses, looking skyward for a moment before expelling a breath and looking back at the feed.]

And if you happen to find any foreign technology out there, I'd appreciate if you got into touch with me immediately. I seem to be missing some of my equipment. ...My name is Samus Aran.

[And with that, she turns off the feed.]
[identity profile] dreamsofouthere.livejournal.com
[private call to LILISETTE, fail, 'Punzel is kind of in a hurry, she thought she hit the required button but no, no she failed and this is being broadcasted to EVERYONE. time to worry about that later]

Lili...I think...something's wrong

[fidgets uncomfortably]

I finally gave in and bought shoes [mainly because she went for a walk and stepped into something gross and squishy and no, she doesn't want to talk about it], but...they don't feel right. The moogle that sold them to me assured me that I had them on right, but he didn't really have feet so I'm not sure if he's really the best voice of reason on this and....

[camera pans down to show a pair of shoes on her feetsies]

[camera pans back up to her on the brink of tears because SOMETHING IS WRONG AND SHE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO FIX IT]


Help?
[identity profile] prettygoof.livejournal.com
[Rachel is trying to adjust to her situation and living quarters. She's walking about in a long skirt and smooth blouse, much too concerned for her modesty to wear those short skirts and tank-tops she's seen other girls parade around in. She has her hair tied back, with a couple flower barrettes pinned near the back for vanity's sake.]

What a strange place...although the aesthetics are quite creative and remarkable...

[She smiles softly.]

Would anyone have any paints in their possession that could be lent to me? I am feeling artistic.

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] flynning.livejournal.com
[When the device turns on, there's... no picture. It's entirely black, though sound is coming from the darkness - either a device is malfunctioning, or someone doesn't quite know how to use it properly yet...]

All right all right, I got it I got it.

Are you sure, kupo? Because you-

I'm sure! Listen, you little flying white bear with bat wings and a... jiggly thing on your head-

Moogle! Haven't you listened to anything I've told you, kupo?!

Yeah, you're a muudle alright. I'll have you know, Mister Smarty Pants Muudle, that you are in the presence of a genuine genius in all things... uh... [Pause.]

You forgot to uncover it. [The poor moogle is sounding like he's about to go shish kebab on the newcomer.]

I did n- Ah hah hah, I knew that! Just checking to see if you did. [There's a few more seconds of uncomfortable fumbling, with mutters galore that are audible but don't quite translate over into words, before the picture is finally revealed to be the First District in Traverse Town, with one small problem.]

And it's upside down!

No it isn't! [The grin - more of a smirk, really - the man gives the camera is big, with no hint as to whether he's just in denial about what the moogle told him or whether he actually believes he's right.] How's it going. The name's Flynn, Flynn Rider - and hey, is it just me, or am I the only one to be having this weird dream? Not that I mind being out of that cell, but if I'm just gonna go right back to it, I'd kind of like to know now to see if I can try and stay out of it longer.

((ooc: Warning, do not update to Firefox 5.0. There's no LJ Login compatible with it yet, and probably won't be for about another week or so. There's a workaround, but it's a pain in the ass.))
[identity profile] protohero.livejournal.com
[The device switches on in mid-sentence, though the speaker is definitely a moogle. Two moogles, actually, one holding the device, the other standing next to a blond boy slumped up against a brick wall, fully dressed, head lolled down as if asleep.]

-even awake, kupo? His eyes are closed!

With as much noise as you're making, kupo, he shouldn't be. Hey, are you okay?

[The moogle pokes one fuzzy paw into the boy's cheek, pushing his head back far enough to show his face - a very familiar face to some, indeed. But his eyes still don't open, and once the moogle stops pushing his head falls back to his chest, the rest of his body not moving even a little.]

...I think something's really wrong with him! Anyone know who this is, kupo?

I don't know, but let's get him to the hotel.

((ooc: Ven's still in a coma, so replies will be coming from moogles. Decided to delay Flynn's intro until tomorrow.))
[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?
[identity profile] ramendate.livejournal.com
[The video feed opens on an incredibly puzzled looking young man with short-cropped silver hair and gray eyes. There’s a bit of sports tape holding a bandage over his left eye. He glances once over his shoulder, and the movement of his head allows a moogle to be glimpsed in the background. The moogle appears to be a major contributor to his confusion, and he turns his attention back to the communicator, his lips twisted into a frown.]

Hello. I… [He pauses, glancing upwards. He usually prides himself on remaining calm in unusual situations, but this…] This place is unreal. Like nothing I’ve ever seen before.

[He had been told that it was a different world, that his own had been destroyed. He had never so much as left Japan. It was a strange situation to have to adapt to, and he couldn’t help thinking he might wake up any moment and find himself tucked away in his own dorm room.]

Am I dreaming?

Kupo! [The moogle behind him draws his attention, and for a moment, all the feed shows is the back of his head.] I told you, you’re wide awake! This is Traverse Town!

[He shakes his head. Really, the moogle is like nothing he’s ever seen before.] You’ve been very helpful. I’m sorry, I’m still a little shaken up. … if you don’t mind my asking, what are you?

Haven’t you ever seen a moogle before, kupo?

Sorry, no. Nothing like you where I’m from.

I feel sorry for you, kupo. A world without moogles isn’t much of a world at all!

[Akihiko nods once, but looks a bit dubious as he turns his attention back to the communicator.] When I arrived, he mentioned there were others here like me – people from other worlds, that is. Is it the same for all of us, then? Are we all strangers here?

[Clearly, he not only finds this difficult to believe, but doesn’t much want to believe it.]

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] aliveinphoenix.livejournal.com
[Locke listens intently to the Moogle explain everything and before everything can be explained, he jumps up and shouts clearly excited about the prospect of new places to explore.

Then the dim reality that despite he and his friends best efforts to save their world it was gone. His thoughts quickly flip to his friends as flips on the communicator.]


Terra? Celes? You're not alone! I'll find you.

[It doesn't even cross his mind that they probably aren't here.]
[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] skyboundknight.livejournal.com
Darkness... So it's come to this.

[The video shows an image of a man in draconian armor, his eyes hidden in shadow by the helmet. He's scowling deeply though, at the things those Hummingway- no, wait, moogles- have told him.]

Everything depends upon finding my way home. I refuse to accept that I can't return.

[Kain's mind is made up and that's all there is to it.]

...but how do I leave?
[identity profile] futurefab.livejournal.com
[Lili has a lot of videophone calls she wants to make, so here's a list of who all is getting one!

Zell
Zack & bitty!Cloud (conference call!)
Rapunzel
Lightning

Feel free to respond at your earliest convenience. She really wants to talk to all of you. ♥]


[And after those calls go out she turns on her news feed and waves to everyone.]

Hello, all! If I've not met you yet, my name is Lilisette. I know some new refugees have appeared in Traverse Town since I left, so I thought I should say hi. Although I don't know much, I can answer some of your questions--or at the very least try to. But I am just a newcomer like the lot of you, so please don't expect too much.

Remember to always respect the moogles. They're here to help! And if you've the ability and the mind to fight, I'm especially interested in hearing from you. I can explain more later, of course.

[She smiles, and waves a goodbye.] And to everyone who starts school tomorrow, good luck! I don't envy you... [She laughs, and then switches off the device.]
[identity profile] mousey-king.livejournal.com
[Whether you've been here a while already or you've just shown up, there's a message sitting at the top of your inbox and it's addressed from the King. For whatever reason, you decide to open it.]

Residents of Star Kingdom:

It's become increasingly apparent to those of us at Disney Castle that many of you wish to take up arms against the Darkness and the Heartless. Although it is true what you've been hearing: that only a certain kind of knight can eliminate a Heartless permenantly, there is still a great deal you can do to help get your homes back. If you are interested in joining our efforts, please fill out this form and we will assign you a station according to your skill sets and abilities.



As stated, once we receive your form, we will station you on a world that we feel you will benefit the most. If, in the future, you wish to be stationed on a different world, please return to this notice and let us know. We will deal with the situation accordingly.

If you have any further questions, please feel free to direct them to Queen Minnie.

King Mickey Mouse






CONFUSED? Here's how this will work! This form is completely OPTIONAL and is simply for those characters who need or want a push in the right direction. This will largely be dependent on your imagination, but will basically function as jobs for your character. They will be paid a steady income for starters-- enough to start getting a place to live and pay for food... things like that. Your character will be living fairly comfortably. After all, there's enough on everyone's minds without worrying about money! They, however, will not receive housing, as this is merely a job. If they live on another world, it's their responsibility to make the commute or move to the world they're working in. Also! We added an OTHER option on the non-fighters section, so if you have an idea for your character that we haven't put in the form, please throw it out there!

Anything else, such as the specifics of what you do while on the job, is entirely up to you. Have fun with it! If you're a fighter, maybe you patrol the world and fight off any Heartless. Maybe you just work as a guard. If you're a moogle assistant, maybe they trained you to welcome newcomers and/or to be a tour guide. The moogle Mickey will refer you to will explain this, plus everything else, so your character will be completely aware of all of this once they report for duty. Just use your imagination~.

If you have any further questions, don't hesitate to ask a mod! :]
[identity profile] graviras.livejournal.com
[thus far, lightning has escaped the humiliation of being forced to perform for an audience. NO LONGER. the time for her debut has arrived! and she... is dressed rather differently from the usual guardian corps uniform.

proper attire for a performance? you bet. and then slowly... gently, her hips will begin to move, and, well.

lightning proceeds to 'dance' slowly, contorting her abdomen and hips to the melody that begins to play. and... oh. she will sing, too. if anyone actually notices over the dancing, it will be a miracle.]


♫ Lucky you weren't born far away so ♪
♫ We can both make fun of distance ♪
♫ Lucky that I love a foreign land for ♪
♫ The lucky fact of your existence ♪

[a few more undulations, and she'll turn to stare... sultrily at the camera.]

♫ Baby I would climb the Andes solely ♪
♫ To count the freckles on your body ♪
♫ Never could imagine there were only ♪
♫ Ten Million ways to love somebody ♪

♫ Le ro lo le lo le, Le ro lo le lo le ♪
♫ Can't you see ♪
♫ I'm at your feet ♪

[when she comes to her senses, she will be pissed, shocked and utterly mortified. and punch out anyone who looks at her funny. but for now... enjoy?]
[identity profile] filchedfruit.livejournal.com
[The video shows a young man singing and dancing. . The music in the background is pretty lively. He's actually rather freaked out about not being in full control of his movements and about being in a completely unfamiliar area. There's a hint of the fear and confusion on his face. Whatever compelled him to dance, also caused him to record the video. He doesn't really know how the communicator works. ]

That dancing made me hungry. Oh, I can say things now without...crap!

[ The dance starts again.&]


[ ooc: If anyone else wants to join him in the dance, then go ahead. I guess that would be an action post.]
[identity profile] photogenickitty.livejournal.com
[After escaping yet another near dance experience, Ritsuka was very low on patience. He'd been wandering this city for hours and there was still no sign of Soubi anywhere. He was just about to give up, when he realized there ws just one more thing he hasn't tried yet. Taking a deep breath he pulls out the oddly shaped communicator from his pocket. If he can't get to Soubi, then Soubi would have to come to him.]

Hello? Is there anyone out there?

[He felt like an idiot already. The small cat ears dropping down again his head in embarrassment.] My name is Ritsuka and I'm trying to find som-

[He's cut off by the sound of some music and someone singing.] Ugh, not agai- HEY!

♫It's almost, hypnotizing. You're so freakish looking. What's with all cat parts?

[He drops the still recording communicator when an odd looking boy in an eye patch suddenly drags him into a tango.]

LET GO OF ME! [He manages to shout before his words are also turned into song lyrics.]

♫Your touch is annoying me! Feels like I am queasy, and get your hands back up here! [He grabs the hand that moved to his waist and puts it into his own hand before he's dipped.]

((ooc:Blue = Ciel.))
[identity profile] futurefab.livejournal.com
[Lilisette's been in Radiant Garden a few days now, and she's finally used to the lay of the town and the surroundings. She's not traveled very far outside yet, but that will happen in time. Right now it's enough trying to handle Leon's scowls, the confusion that often surrounds the two Clouds, and the trouble that Zack and Cloud manage to get themselves into. But she's happy; Radiant Garden is a great world.

Currently she's seated in the town square, eating some ice cream (she finally tracked down that duck that always gave them away) and toying with her phone. She wants to talk to Zell, to tell him about this world, but then the camera flashes and, when she looks down next, she's not wearing her normal dancing gear. In fact, she has no idea what she's wearing, or why there's so little of it.

But before she can say anything, the urge to sing overcomes her. She was really hoping this wouldn't happen to her, especially on a video broadcast.]


♫ Where's all my soul sisters? Let me see you flow, sisters.

[Before she can stop it, music kicks in and she's dancing in a manner that definitely does not befit a lady. But she can't even flush; there's a part of her that feels fierce and confident. Even wearing so little and dancing to instruments she's never heard before.]

♫ He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge, strutting her stuff on the street
♫ She said, "Hello, hey Jo! You wanna give it a go?" Oh!

[Well, she could only hope it would be over soon...]

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