Who: Sanzo and Amberdrake
What: Sanzo has a realization of sorts and runs off
Where: Hotel room(s)
When: Mid August
Warnings: Angst at some point, probably

( Someone realizes they're an idiot and more. )

[The feed starts with a view of the Bay's ceiling, from beneath the water. A second later and a hand reaches out and picks up the device, wiping it some. There's a glimpse of bright pink hair before the holder lowers the device to her side, seemingly unaware that the video was transmitting.]

This... shouldn't be happening... I need to find the others... I need to find Greg... Maybe Garnet will know what happened...

[Whatever she's talking about, she seems pretty worried. She stops to listen to the explanation of Weiss' hologram before venturing out into the city proper. She was easy to spot, at least. Eight feet tall, 10 if you counted the hair. She wore a black t-shirt with "Mr. Universe" on it, though the shirt stopped just short of her hips, and the white dress that extended beneath it looked as elegant and fancy as the shirt wasn't.]

[In recent days, Elize has been listening to music. Some of them have been really hard not to sing or dance to. So, one day, in spacious spot in Fayren in the pleasant daylight sun, Elize sets down a music player and turns it on to a spunky song that she wanted to dance to in secret.

Little did she know that playing music could attract people. She wasn't that far out of the way.

And so dance she did to this fast song, merely swinging her hips side-to-side to the beat of the music.]


"You go, Elize! You're the dancing queen!"


"Come join me, Teepo! It's really fun!"


"Nah, I'm good."

[And of course, her doll, Teepo, being the jerk that he can be, decided he was going to use Elize's communicator to broadcast the cute dancer to all of Genessia.]

[in which Steven is having a morning.]

Uhh so hi! I kind of need a little help? I swear I didn't order a newspaper but I just got hit with one and it seriously broke a window. [points the camera at it] I kinda spent the money I have but can anyone tell me how to fix it or where to get duct tape? Or... I don't know some way to explain it.


Alllso what are you supposed to do when someone shows up who is not supposed to exist the same time as you and you're freaking out that one of you is going to fade out of existence because of weird gem stuff? Juuust asking.

I could really really use some help on the first one though. Thanks.

[Charles is sitting at a table in what is clearly one of the rooms at the Amagi Inn, sipping from a cup, but the angle doesn't afford one a view of what liquid he may be drinking, only that the cup is steaming.]

I don't recall subscribing to the Newspaper, though knowing one exists is fortunate. I find it interesting the political structure of this place openly employs the use of bounty hunters to shore up at least some of its ne'er do wells. While the practice of hunting bounties isn't illegal in my own world, it isn't precisely advertised in the local paper, as it were.

[He waves a hand as though dismissing his own derailed train of thought.]

Be that as it may, it's come to my attention, while rather comfortable, the Amagi Inn will not, after all, suffice as a long-term arrangement. Do any of you know of an apartment complex or similar in any of the cities which would allow the installation of storm shutters?

[He pauses here, as though allowing a moment to pass before changing subjects again.]

Also, I've taken a position at the Genessia Scientific Research Foundation. My areas of expertise lie in Xenobiology and Archaeology, and I hope to assist with these fields in understanding what it is that attracts this place to us precisely. While I have had at least one assume this means I specialize in the biology of foreigners, I would clarify that I specialize in the unique biologies of non-humans. Werewolves, Fae, vampires, imps, ad infinatum. I've also more than dabbled in the medical sciences, and would like to offer my services to anyone who may feel their own biology is too...unique to trust to a mundane physician. My only stipulation is that our appointments be restricted to night hours.

For those of you I have yet to meet, my name is Charles Rieben, and it is already a pleasure.

[And with that, he signs off.]

[It's been some time since Flandre has been seen. She was last seen wandering the city and never seemed to return. Today though, She's reappeared, a lot more solemn yet confidant. Which is why she's recovering from burns that the sun has caused and hiding out in the shade for a while. Someone forgot to bring a parasol with her when she left.She laughs slightly at her mistake that she seems to make at the easiest times. For now though, She'll make a post on the network and see if anyone has noticed.]

[Audio]

I am curious..Is there a improbability drive here as well? Because that's the only way I can even explain what just happened..and how I remember being here and on a Space ship for a long time.

..Although I think I'd like to say no on the other effects of the drive...I don't like it's games. It..it likes to take others away.

[There is a pause before she shuts the feed off. It was the truth..although it still hurt. She isn't going anywhere anytime soon so if anyone were to find her..hopefully she'll react well.]

[Toby flicks on the screen standing behind what looks like a rustic bar.]

Hey. [He sort of sucks at using these stupid video things and he'll always forget to introduce himself.] I'm about to open a place and we're going to have custom beers.

Before that I need people to come taste them and tell me what they like or don't like about them. [He likes to get straight to the point.]

Address is listed below.

[Without much more to say the video flicks off.]


[OOC: Toby will be at his unopened, unfinished Tavern. For those who come to taste you'll find him standing behind the bar with an annoyed look on his face. There are also a few papers out with menu's listed on them and puns scratched in messy writing next to each item.]

[Do you like bunnies? Well, this is the post for you.

Pictures of bunnies everywhere. They ranged from realistic looking to adorably cartoony, and everything in between. The video showed a desk covered in sketchbook paper. Blue bunnies, purple bunnies, red bunnies, brown bunnies, yellow bunnies... It was a bunny extravaganza. Heaven help the person with leporiphobia.

Since the day he and Airy had gone to the book meeting he'd been working hard on it, wanting to do his best for her. And now, he seemed to have something. But, rather than send her a private message, this was a video open for anyone to see. He was used to private messaging being rather automatic, and he wasn't all that concerned about people seeing it either way.

Skill-wise? They were pretty good pictures. There might still be more for him to learn - after all, he just started - but the talent was certainly there.]

A-Airy...? Are these okay?

[He actually rather liked them. Colors were so fun to look at.

But then he realized, belatedly, that this was public. The device couldn't read his thoughts like he was used to. So, what to say to everyone else...?]

U-Umm... Hi. Airy, wrote a r-really good book about bunnies on the b-beach. E-Everyone should read it.

[That was enough, right?]

VIDEO

Hello Genessia. It's been sometime since I addressed everyone and I do hope everyone is doing well. This address will be directed towards public relations as well as a general announcement.

[She smiles into the camera, her bright blonde curls perfectly framing the angelic curves of her face.]

I've decided to sign up with a talent agency which will range from singing, acting to modeling and hopefully more. As such my hours at After Life might be affected though I've yet to learn what my schedule holds.

If I am able to perform I'd be honored if anyone could come.

[Crystal continues after a short pause.]

For my general announcement I wanted to ask two questions. What did most of you do at home and is that what you're doing here? I've decided to branch out a little more and I'm curious as to what other have done.

Thank you for your attention.

ACTION | NOVA CITY

[Crystal can be found in many places around Nova City. She spends a part of her day shopping, hoping to find clothes that rang outside of her usual dress. She can also be found at a coffee shop or tea shop mid day, taking a break and resting her feet. She's finds it hard to remain idle so she works to keep herself busy. Later at night she can be found at work, hosting one of the VIP rooms at Afterlife. There are a few times that she can be spotted behind the bar. The bright curls unmistakable even under the dark lights of the club.]

[The video feed flickers on and off for a bit with static before eventually finding a stable connection. The first image that appears is that of a pair of brightly colored lips. Huh? Yeah, lips.]

Meh, talk about a Chinatown knock off! The stupid thing doesn't even work. [There's more bitching and complaining to be had but that's besides the point here. Seems that Miss Sexy Lips ( or is it a guy? The voice sounds masculine enough but the face--) has no idea they're on the air~]

Oh well! It's a decent mirror~! [Says the one fluffying up their hair and applying more lipstick. Katze may or may not stolen a few makeup stuff from a store nearby. Life of crime here we come!]

Aren't you looking dashing today, hon! OMG! I'm so glad my hair grew back in~

[*preeeeens*]

Fucking Hajime and her dumbass scissors! I swear I should return a favor.

[*bitchy-bitch-BITCH!* The redhead is grumbling.]

Eh, huh? What the fuck is this red light?

[None of you can see their eyes but they're staring into the screen curiously from beneath those long magenta bangs.]

...Uh oh.

 [ When the video cuts on, it doesn't give a real clear view of what's going on. One might pick up an inhuman snarl, followed by a yelp. However, that was no cry of pain following it. Instead, one looking closely would see something like a burst of magic, and something that might have looked like Konoka reduced to nothing but a shredded paper. Surrounding it, and apparently confused, were a few zombies, most who seemed to be rather freshly dead and much tougher than your average undead. Oh, and they seemed to have weapons, too.

But the phone's actual wielder seems to have calmed down from the sudden attack. Her hand reaches down into the side pocket in which she had the phone, bringing it up as well as two charms.  As if now realizing the phone was on, Konoka makes a little noise of surprise, but forgets to turn it off and instead focuses on the other task at hand--throwing the two charms and barking a wind spell. ]

Tornado!

[ And just like that, the things glow and a small but powerful tornado emerges, wiping the zombies right off of their feet and smashing them into nearby trees. They're not getting up from that. Konoka gives an exasperated sigh. ]

Ah, this is what I get for not leaving my store early enough.

[ Oh, wasn't the phone on? Konoka yelped. ]

Ah! Oh, I'm okay! I guess I had a run in with Zombies. Please be careful crossing Everglade, night is still a lot more dangerous...

[[An action thread is available for those nearby in Everglade too, right in front of her store.]]

Who: Blake and anyone who wants to run into her
Where:Attelon Collisuem and walking to unknown inn/motel destination
What: Dealing with ptsd means taking off and fighting until you can't move anymore in a coliseum where you can't kill or be killed.
When: afternoon/evening
Warnings: n/a

( When I awake you disappear back to the shadows with all I hold dear... )

Who: Mercury Black and Jaune Arc
What: Bounty Hunting Long Shot
When: August 14th
Where: Nova City
Warnings: It's Mercury and Jaune so probably definite violence.

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