22 September 2017 @ 01:39 pm
(( OOC: Please read the warning post for this plot before tagging. ))

(( ooc: ... okay have you read that? cool. thanks. ))

Messages for Ace, Mitsuru, and Akihiko (TW: notes saying goodbye) )

Action for Attleton Guardians and Deputies )

Video for Everyone (TW: Death threats to not-nice people, language) )
 
 
Current Location: TV World Subarchway
Current Mood: afraid
 
 
15 September 2017 @ 01:44 pm
[ VIDEO ]

[ There's something with a rectangular edge mostly blocking the camera when it comes on. The rest of the view is plain ceiling. There's a clatter of keys, and then a voice called out - ]

Hey, Aki! Someone should damn well just fire me already.

... You're not even here, are you.

[ Shuffling sound - taking off a coat, maybe? And the sound of a fridge opening ]

Oh, I want it all in one bag - lady, I toldja if y'put raw shit in the bag with everythin else, it's gonna leak, and then you're gonna have blood all over your nice produce and what the hell did you expect, crazy lady, then you've gotta complain to my manager and -

[ Sound of a can of something opening ]

- and does nobody know how to use one of those damn self-checkout things, seriously, if it says it ain't gonna take cash, then cash won't work, yellin at me is gonna be like yellin at a brick wall, cause I don't give a shit -

[ Frustrated groan ]

- and now I'm talkin to myself like a crazy person.

[ Grumbles now under his breath, goes back to the phone. Picks up - looks like it was a pack of cigarettes blocking the camera. Shinjiro notices the light, indicating he's recording, and winces. ]

Damn it.

[ Switches off the video ]
 
 
Current Location: Genessia City
Current Mood: grumpy
 
 
12 September 2017 @ 10:06 pm
[Disorientation was not unknown to Fenris. He’d experienced it several times in his past, but never quite in such a way. Uncertain what the pamphlet suggested aside from images of the device included in the box, he grumbled and shoved the pamphlet, the red papers included, along with the phone, into a pouch at his waist and strode through the water without hesitation. He’d faced demons and worse before, and while he was alone, he certainly wasn’t going to allow the weakness of fear show, and the spiked armor and large sword lashed to his back went a long way to help the image along.

When he approached the stand on which Weiss’ Transmission played, he glared at it but did not balk. Magic, then. Of course. He’d never heard of this Genessia, but at least the necklace was familiar. So, their kidnappers have pretty chains, then. It didn’t change what they were and he grimaced at the thought. This was all a grand deception, to be sure, even for a former slave as valuable as himself, so he had no reason to doubt the image witch’s integrity.

Still, as much as it pained him to do so, he needed more information than her repeating message supplied. Surely he wasn’t alone in this place, for this witch would not have seen fit to spend the energy to place this message here for only his benefit, and so he took up a spot leaning against the side of the map booth and would address anyone who happened past.
]

You, there. I...require assistance, if you've the mind.

[He’ll not force anyone, but manners aren’t exactly his forte.]
 
 
11 September 2017 @ 08:32 am
When things aren't going out of control, I want to know who here would want to go to a movie premiere?

A movie I am in of course. I have like a good eight tickets left because I gave two away to a mother and child and I was hoping to give the rest away to good friends if they want them of course.
 
 
07 September 2017 @ 10:59 am
Video

[Those turning on their communicators are greeted by the sight of a red eye before the screen pulls back and reveals the face of a pretty but angry redheaded woman who has no chill walking briskly down a street.]

I had hoped that the last time was nothing but a dream, but it seems as though there's some sort of cosmic joke at play. Finding myself here once again certainly feels like it. But I suppose I should introduce myself once more. I am Mitsuru Kirijo.

Is Akihiko Sanada here again?

[Part of her hopes he's not. Despite knowing that the others won't notice her gone, it doesn't help that she wishes that Akihiko is back there to take care of their comrades in her stead. But, a familiar and trusted face at her side is something she also wants, selfish though that thought is.]

If he is, can you tell me where he is?

Action

[Anyone in Genessia will find Mitsuru walking down the street. She's trying to look cool as she takes in the sights, sunglasses covering her red eyes as she notes where things are in this first of four cities, but she has the habit of stopping when she sees something of particular interest. And she's pretty distinctive in that coat.]
 
 
06 September 2017 @ 09:30 pm
 
WHO: 10th Doctor & Prompts & OTA
WHERE: Various locations
WHEN: End of August - September 3rd
WARNINGS: Update as needed

Timey wimey )
 
 
06 September 2017 @ 11:56 am
[It's been some time since Belle has used the phones video function. She has been going through the motions of each day, spending her free time with her nose stuck in a book. She is sure that there is adventure here but loss has made her confidence waver ever so slightly.]

Hello everyone, for those I do not know, my name is Belle. [She spoke in soft warm tones.] I don't know any of the man's acquaintances but Gaston is no longer here. [Belle can't say that she misses him but the single thread that she had from home had suddenly vanished and with him she felt thin shreds of hope slip between her fingers. Belle knows that some people have been in Genessia for a long time, perhaps she should get used to loss.]

That said I am also looking for somewhere to take a vacation. I know that there are several smaller archways attached to the main cities but I only know where one of them goes. I'd happily take any suggestions.

[She flashes a quick smile at the screen before inclining her head in a soft bow.] Thank you.
 
 
TW: character death, fatal illness )

[ AUDIO ]

[the voice is that of a young man, tone on the low end of tenor. he sounds resigned, almost bored]

Uh. Hey. Other "real" people.

Just how free are these apartments they're givin' us, anyway? What's the catch?
 
 
Current Mood: groggy
Current Location: The Bay
 
 
16 August 2017 @ 08:19 pm
[The language is spat harshly, the man himself off screen for a moment as he bustles about. Someone sounds cranky]

Cailín amadán agus a prátaí amadán....

[And on screen he comes!]

Right, anyone who's interested in betterin' themselves through education and perhaps not bein' a great stupid prat is welcome to meet me at the Genessia library. Already promised first pick to someone else, but I got a great load of books to give away.

Good deal of it is European history, if that sweetens the pot.

First come, first serve, save for Max. Tell me what your fancy is, lad.
 
 
[The feed switches on, facing the ground and a set of feet appear on the ground where it's facing. it's hard to tell whose feet they belong to, but it's obvious said feet are laying down on the ground, so it wasn't whoever was holding the device.

However, it wasn't long before it's turned and Haru's face can be clearly seen giving a soft smile. She still hasn't made it obvious about whoever it is on the floor.]


I wanted to use this advice to ask business owners who are connected to something food related or might know of someone who would be interested in what I have to say. Maybe I'll even ask for just people in general but...

[She paused for a moment.]

I'm planning on setting up a garden within the next week and transfer what plants I am growing to it. I hope for them to be used in places like cafes if and occasionally fresh produce for home as well should people want it. But I will need some volunteers to try it out when they are fully grown.

[Another pause for a moment.]

As for what fruits or vegetables with the plant pots I have currently, I am growing cucumber, tomatoes, sweet potato and cabbage as well as coffee beans.

[She tilts her head slightly, still smiling the whole time.] So let me know if you are interested or not. Thank you for listening.

[She soon turns her head slightly before putting a free hand to her mouth.]

I should add... if one does a bounty and somehow by chance actually managed to succeed in getting the culprit do you know where one is meant to take them?

[She turns the feed off, but for those within Fayren would find the young woman looking around slightly baffled.]
 
 


After the weeks it took to finish, Ayame's first ever house is ready to open it's golden gate for guests. The groundwork was from the effort of Attleton's hardworking people; but Ayame finished the rest, putting together the floors, the walls, and roofs with nothing but her power. Every door is open for guests to come see every room inside at their own leisure, with the plants at the gardens at full bloom and an open swimming pool in the backyard as the centerpiece of the house. Ayame's Attleton neighbors, and friends in the fashion industry help populate this night of revelry...

The Backyard & Swimming Pool

Directly from the main gate are two large hardwood doors leading to the infinity pool. The roof is yet to be installed along with the walls, so it is for the meantime an outdoor swimming experience and a part of the entire backyard where the party is held. The tea room is yet to be installed, so in it's place is a small platform that acts as a stage for the performers. The bonsai greenhouse is also not built yet as well, allowing for more space in the backyard for guests to use as a patio with the bar, serving up drinks provided by Gale Reinhardt's night clubs After Life and Hangar Queen, including the special cocktails only available in both clubs. Assorted water guns are available for use.

There is a drinking challenge at the bar for anyone over 16. It can be a drinking contest between two or more individuals, with the last person standing is declared the winner. Or it can be a single-player match against the bartender, where he or she provides drinks that gets progressively stronger. If the contestant survives the strongest drink, they win the game. Winners get a prize of a glass trophy of themselves, a commemoratory photo with a certificate of proof that they won, a gift basket of snacks, and bragging rights.

The Dining Area

With it's doors and windows all open, the dining area is temporarily one with the backyard so guests can come and go to sample the Taiwanese feast on display on the dining table and kitchen island. Main dishes include Taiwanese-styled popcorn chicken (marinated with garlic, ginger, soy sauce, five-spice, and white pepper before being fried, making dipping sauces unnecessary), tofu fries, gua bao (pork buns, although available in chicken), black pepper buns (much like the gua bao, only the meat is stuffed inside the bread and is baked in a tandoor), & scallion pancakes (a flaky flatbread treat that comes with just the scallions, or can be used as a wrap for beef and chicken, with the added egg).

Desserts include: Run bing (peanut brittle shavings with scoops of ice cream, wrapped in a spring roll wrapper), red bean & pineapple cakes, finishing off with assorted bubble teas.

There is an eating challenge at the kitchen. Survive eating a full course meal of chicken or lamb curry with Carolina Reapers. Superhumans get an extra helping of the peppers to make it fair as possible. Preparing it requires the cook to wear a gas mask, and even inhaling the aroma of the peppers from a few feet away can cause most people to feel it burn their nose and throat. The contestant must finish the entire meal to win the full prize of a glass trophy of themselves, a t-shirt of proof that they won, a plush toy, and bragging rights. Not finishing only leaves them with participation t-shirt with a gold star that says "I tried".

The Living Spaces

With most of the noise being outside, the inside of the house is fairly quiet in comparison. The living room is still a place where people gather to converse without all the noise or risk getting splashed with water. Upstairs are the bedrooms, which are all open for people to come in and observe, with the two master bedrooms connected by the two-floored walk-in closet displaying all of Ayame's massive collection of clothes, bags, hats, shoes, and accessories. You're welcome to touch them or even try some of them on, but don't expect to vandalize it or leave the room with them without alerting the host. She's very protective of her collection.

Perhaps the quietest place in the house is also the most traditional. The guest portion of the house have tatami rooms both up and downstairs, with the latter having an elevated wooden corridor next to a small garden, providing fresh air to those who want to take a break or have a more private conversation.

 
 
06 August 2017 @ 07:40 am
[Krista appeared to be standing on a film set, wearing what appeared to be a long brown wig which could be mistaken for just being dyed if Krista hadn't cut her hair a couple months ago. She starts to walk and while she does she speaks.]

Sup everyone, I'm currently in the middle of filming, but... Seems like there is a bit of a snag, so I suggested solving the problem. Seems as though we are down some extras for the current project we are doing, so I am here asking if anyone wants to be a background character.

Because sometimes filming can get boring and lonely. I mean some of the actors are nice and all, but you just cannot gossip with them like you can people you really know. Plus you got that one guy who is just a jerk and you really don't want to be around him.

[She waves her hand slightly. She isn't even trying to hide that fact, there really was one guy she couldn't seem to stand on this film.]

So if you want to help, let me know and I'll pass it on. [With that done and out of the way, she taps her chin.]

They are also looking for projects to ideas for films, so you can also let me know of them too. But moving on from that, I have something I want to say...

[She had managed to make it to her little area, her dressing room where her Pokemon; Rockruff, Butterfree and Cherrim bundled on over as she knelt down. Okay her attention is away from the device for the moment.]

Hey, guys did you missed me? Did you get into mischief? [She put on a frowny face for a brief moment before laughing.]

Okay, okay. I believe you. [She gave each of them a fuss before going to sit on a couch, laying back as Rockruff sat on her lap.]

Back to what I was doing... or saying at least. So I've been here since February and since then... I've slowly been learning various things about my life, who I am and just simply having to learn to fend for myself in areas that aren't battling the forces of corruption. I mean, I can now cook something that doesn't just look like charcoal anyway... at least stuff you put into the oven and actually has instructions anyway. [A beat.] Without instructions is a work in progress that can be hit or miss.

[She starts to fuss Rockruff a little more.]

What I guess I am saying is... While being here sucks in like so many ways, I feel like... it also can help us in others and I'm weirdly... grateful for that, as freaky as that sounds. [Finally she moves to sit up, her Pokemon moving slightly.]

Because of that... I want to help in my own way and back home charity work was something I always wanted to get involved with, but... momager would only let me do certain charity work. But I'm my own person now, so I'm going to do all the charity work... Just... Have to find the right charity first. One I feel passionate about.

[She laughs before holding up her fingers in a V sign, because why not.]

Wish me luck. Maybe in the future you'll get something else like the award show I pulled off, so expect something fablous.
 
 
04 August 2017 @ 12:00 am
[he is sitting in what very much looks like the office of some laid back lecturer with a helpful globe on the desk, though it looks wrong as things keep shifting around, as well as pictures on the desk, shaping away from the camera]

Right so. I lied. I am not Joe Cool. Yes everyone who guessed right gets a cookie and a nice pat yourself on the back for being so clever. Go ahead. I don't mind. Over yourselves? Excellent.

I am the Doctor. There is another man who calls himself the Doctor and he is, in fact, me. You could ask but you'd be wasting your breath. Just don't question it and learn to live a little. Or alternatively ask someone who knows me and see what they will tell you.

Anyway, point is, I am here to help. So if there is something pressing I do have office hours posted outside the big blue police box. Please fill out your name and approximate time of the meeting. Don't hold your breath on the weekends however. If there is an emergency well. I'll find it. Believe me I always do.

However, if you are currently mad at me, that is to say, the Doctor. And by mad I mean furious, angry, want to maim or otherwise want to vent problematic elements of our current relationship, please come and see me and get it out of your system. I am the up to date operating system as it were and the other is still getting the bugs cleared out. But since I was him I can be blamed for all the himming he does.

If you vent your spleen at him instead, I shall be very cross. It's not all that easy keeping ourselves together, you know, especially when there is more than one of me in the same room so, angry as you may be, have consideration.

Anyway! [he drums his hands against the table] That's all I had to say. Staff meeting at ten. Tea at eleven. Twelve is when the fun starts. Oh, and if you know of any good indoor ice skating rinks, let me know. Provided we don't all drown in buckets of angst, it might be fun to get some lead out if you know what I mean.
 
 
03 August 2017 @ 06:29 pm
 
Who: Ten, Belle, Lea, Amy
What: Drama
When: August 1
Where: The Bar and Belle's apartment
Warnings: Drinking and Emo language-read at your own risk-
Notes:

Too much timey wimey )
 
 
01 August 2017 @ 04:33 pm
A) Video
[Haru sighed as she turned on the feed, she appeared to be sitting down, rather tired for the most part. It was mostly because of work. She found it interesting, but she also felt like the style and setting just wasn't right for her and it was bothersome. She needed the job, but at the same time if one wasn't exactly happy with it, what does one do next?

It was never a situation she had been in before.]


I'm sorry to be a bother, but I am trying to think something over and would like a little bit of input. [She makes sure to sit up properly and in a position that seems appropriate before continuing.]

Admittedly before I found myself here, I had never worked in any type of job before, so when I got the opportunity I decided to try and work in a diner, the thing that is the closest to what I used to back home.

[She pauses as she looks down slightly.]

While they really aren't the same, it was close enough but... I realized that working in a 1930's based diner was probably not the best idea. It's not that I hate it or anything, it's just... It doesn't feel right, I guess. Does that make sense? Though honestly, I don't think it helped with some customers you get every now and again. Were people always that rude?

[She paused again, moving on hand to adjust some stray strands from the front of her hair toward the side.]

So I'm hoping that maybe there is another job for me that I can do? [She bows her head slightly before looking up again.]

Also...I've been practising making a few things while I did work at the diner and I wanted to get as much feedback as possible, so if anyone wants to volunteer please let me know.

Action; Fayren thought Genessia and Nova City
[When Haru wasn't working, wearing her 1930's inspired work outside or buying supplies to grow the various plants, Haru could be found wandering around looking at various weapons shops that she had found at Fayren. They were simply quite fascinating and she couldn't help but notice a good few weapons she found particularly interesting.

After a good wander for the day Haru had started to carry back what appeared to be a halberd. It's really any ones guess why she brought it. Is anyone even brave enough to find out?
 
 
24 July 2017 @ 07:37 pm
Hey so, bit of a weird question. Anyone here ever heard of Torchwood, and could maybe point me how to get back to contacting the local branch? That'd be really handy, yeah?

Year and star system coordinates would also be fantastic, but I'm not holdin' my breath waitin'.

[Bites her bottom lip in thought.]

[She doesn't even know which universe this is. Much less how she got here without a dimension cannon or where everyone she was with went. Maybe they're here. But then maybe even saying their name depending on the universe is dangerous. Luckily, she's had 5+ years (give or take for literal dimension rewinds and time in the vortex) of experience in learning how to do codes.]


Here's a fairytale you've probably never heard before.

Once upon a time there was a big bad wolf. She wandered a city of metal filled with metal men. [Too dangerous to even say the world cyberman until she learned more!] She thought she was on a mission to hunt down her lost prince. But she was actually on a mission to find home. Bit like Dorothy from Wizard of Oz if you know it. And one day she met a man who wasn't a prince at all. He was a very brainy professor. There was even another man who started off as a mouse but turned into a lion full of courage, saving worlds he never even knew existed. And a really flirty captain who was probably too pretty for his own good. They weren't off to find a wizard. Just a blue box.

The big bad wolf ran away from home and her pack over and over and over again, but no matter how many times she ran, and how many new friends she made or which universe she fell into, something was always calling her back. 'Pparently you can't escape your family that easily. That or the Big Bad Wolf's mum was seriously terrifying and would fight a werewolf for diamonds and totally win.

Thanks for listening, Ta!
 
 
21 July 2017 @ 05:24 pm
[When he first wakes, he doesn't attempt to open the coffin, instead, he spends time wondering if everything over the past five years had been just another dream...another nightmare, that that is reality. The soft interior of his coffin is strange, though, and it gets his attention. This isn't his coffin. It was far too luxurious to be the one he'd been confined to for 30 years.

The cover slides open, and the pale man inside takes a look around, frowning down at the things he's been left with before stepping out into the waters surrounding the coffin, metallic boots sliding easily enough through the pool.
]

Mmm.

[The only sound he makes at first as he off-handedly pockets the bills and makes his way to the ramp and up to the street level. Crimson eyes dark as a hand moves to his hip and a very large three-barreled pistol at his him. He doesn't draw the weapon, but relaxes quickly enough, clearly seeing that the danger has passed. The holographic glow makes his face, partially obscured by the wide color of a tattered red opera cape, seem to glow in the low light of the early evening. He tilts his head to the side once the recording comes to a close, turning his gaze toward the map stand, thin eye-brows lowering as he turns toward it.]

...maps. Captives. [He lets out a quiet sigh.] What's next?
 
 
 
19 July 2017 @ 12:16 pm
[Not that Rapunzel has discovered the ways of texting among other things, thanks, Jaune. She decided to do this as a text rather than video. Mostly because if she used video you would realise she was still in the process of moving into the new apartment and it was pretty empty. Minus what actually comes with the apartment. Plus she really wanted to use the smiley faces, okay?]

Thank you to all who have been really helpful when it comes to working. I have secured myself a part time job that requires me to only work three days a week. But because of that, I find myself with some times still. So I've been doing the things I usually would have back home, one of which is painting.

Why am I bringing this up you wonder? Well, it's been suggested more than once that I do this as something to do as well. Sell my paintings. But it would be requests more than selling whatever I paint in my own time. So... let me know if you want a painting done either on a canvas or on a wall :) :) :)


[It was at least thirty minutes or so before she sends out another text, this time it was completely anon.]

Anon Text

I have a question. What are peoples dreams here? Not like... what dream you had last night, but more... something you want to do or achieve. A dream. I'll give you an example.

Back home there was something I wanted to see up close and had been planning to before I found myself here.
 
 
18 July 2017 @ 09:23 pm
[Belle looks a little unsure as she addresses the network.]

Excuse me. My name is Belle.

I apologize for addressing everyone so soon. My roommate, Ildikó odala, has vanished. I haven't seen her for a few days now and... I'm worried. I fear she's left for good.

If that is the case I need to find housing else-ware or someone interested in housing with me.

Please let me know. Thank you for your attention and time.