Van Hohenheim
02 October 2016 @ 04:55 am
[action.]

[It's a long walk from the docks to the city. Long and arduous but Hohenheim managed to make due as he traversed the rustic horizon.

Since waking up in that strange cave during the thankfully low tide, Hohenheim been trying to piece together just how he managed to arrive here. He spent most of the early hours of the morning taking notes as he idly listened to the hologram by the pier.

What's her name again? Oh, it was Weiss.

While he won't even pretend as if he fully understands as of how he came to arrive here in Genessia, at least Hohenheim is glad to know this isn't some wild hallucination. Ever since that last dream he had after a few shots of whiskey, Hohenheim made certain not to have alcohol touch his lips again.

The old alchemist came to a brief halt once he found a fallen log upon the dusty road. He lowers his brown briefcase beside the sturdy trunk and sits down. It wobbles a little but it seems sturdy. His feet are killing him right about now after walking a few too many miles. Despite being gifted with incredible longevity, Hohenheim is starting to feel his age right about now. His bones ache and he's feeling feverish thanks to anxiety.

Thankfully, he has some form of entertainment in the form of this fancy phone. It took the old man a moment to figure out how to work the device but once he does, the bespectacled gentleman appears upon the screen looking a tad befuddled with two errant strands of bright golden hair hanging limply down his weathered face.]



[video]

H-Hello?

[The man blinks his eyes slowly as he peers into the screen of his phone. He looks like he's in his late thirties or early forties at best. Slightly worn for wear but quite stately looking like a school teacher with a bright green tie and a plain brown suit. His long golden hair is brushed back and tied neatly by a white band all except for two golden strands. There's nothing truly out of place with this man other than the oddly shaped beard upon his face and the golden eyes that match his hair.

He's probably the most ordinary looking man anyone here has seen in long time.]


Can anyone..hear me? I...I'm not used to these kind of gadgets.

[A sheepish smile lingers upon his wide lips as he awkwardly glances away from the screen.]

I feel silly talking like this. I don't anyone can hear me. [A despondent sigh leaves him.] Here's hoping for the best.

[He glances back at the camera with a slight smile now.]

Is anyone out there?
 
 
yellowthirteen
02 October 2016 @ 10:02 am
[Action]

[He awoke, dazed, groggy, and out of sorts, a strange weight on his chest, but feeling oddly comfortable otherwise. In an initial panic born of shock, he shot upright and looked around his environment... a cave, filled with water and dimly, but somehow comfortably lit. To say he was confused about where he was, let alone how he got here, was confusing. This... certainly wasn't what he was expecting after what he had just been through.

He looked down into his lap, where the weight had fallen, discovering the box left for all newcomers. Looking inside, the man was... immediately even more puzzled. Why would he need a cellular phone, a key, and money? After all, wasn't he...?

Either way, he wisely tucked the gifts and brochure into his flight suit's pockets, checking if he had everything on him that he had with him. He did, oddly enough, including his issued sidearm. Best as he could tell, he was only missing one thing... but that would have to wait. The pilot rose from his cocoon, and marched through the water... and onto the pier, greeted by Weiss' helpful welcome message.

...Honestly, as helpful as it was, several of the comments, and the candor they were delivered with, left him more baffled than anything.

Kidnapping? Dangers outside a barrier? People trying to prove how powerful they are? Multiple attempts to sabotage that hologram device? World domination? Just what kind of place was this? A madhouse? Regardless, this wasn't the fate he had in mind... and was suddenly very glad he still had his handgun. Either way, it was then that he put on that awfully gaudy-looking necklace with bright yellow stones in it. If nothing else, the color was appropriate.

Still, he grabbed a brochure of everything remotely of interest in the racks nearby, and then headed into the city proper. An obvious newcomer, looking carefully at every street sign and business of note along the way. He eventually settled into a small cafe, someplace to get a cheap cup of coffee while he read some of these pamphlets... and to take off his flight helmet finally.

If approached at any time, he'll be social enough, but he might appear a little on edge. Perhaps understandably, The flight suit, helmet, military patches, and gun are a dead-giveaway for a soldier of some sort, and one clearly out of his element.

Eventually, a few hours later, he'll feel comfortable enough to use the smartphone to broadcast a message. Maybe, just maybe, someone out there might be from his world... or at least, he'll meet friendly locals.]


[Video]

Given the preparedness of this city for people arriving in, I can only conclude it happens on a regular basis, and with it, comes appropriate introductions.

I am Major David Jordan, callsign "Yellow 13." I serve in the Federal Erusian Air Force as the flight leader of the 156th Fighter Wing. We are formally known as Aquila Squadron, though most know us simply as Yellow Squadron. If any of those things mean anything to anyone here, I would like to hear from you immediately.

Since returning home is clearly not an option in the foreseeable future, I'll be looking for civilian employment shortly. If anyone knows someone who has need of someone experienced in the operation and maintenance of aircraft and related technology, logistics, leadership, and knowledge of aerodynamics and physics, I request that you let me know. Thank you in advance.

Finally... would anyone happen to know where a nice, quiet bar might be?

[He might need a drink tonight.]
 
 
Nagisa Hazuki
02 October 2016 @ 10:07 am
So it's October and some people know what that means? Halloween!

[Nagisa was smiling but he is reminded that it was a year since he arrived, or at least very close to a year now. It was a very strange thing to think about really.]

For some the 31st is a time where children dress up and go Trick or Treating. For others it serves a different purpose, like it's a day where the dead walk among the living, which... is just Everglade in general. It's a day for people to scare one another as well, which can always be fun.

[He moves the device back slightly, it was clear that he was currently in the sweet shop.]

But my reason for this video is for one good reason. For this month only I'll be holding a sale at Trick and Trick. I'll have various offers such as so much off when you buy a certain amount or buy one get one free. There will even be an offer of having a creation you make go on sale for a limited time.

[He smiled happily, he hoped this would do well at least.]

So come on down and I'll be happy to serve you. ,small>[He soon coughs slightly, looking to the side.]

Also some creations I made are now on sale. if you have spoken to me previously about it, or I have spoken to you, please let me know and I will show you.
 
 
佐々木 菖蒲 ▷ Ayame Sasaki
Intro - Closed:
[ Ayame arrived in Genessia quietly; making no hassles and just calmly followed the breadcrumbs left for her by the authorities of this world. She listened to the hologram, read the pamphlet, and even went to the welcoming company office to get herself sorted out. It wasn't her intention to go to this world in particular. She was simply jumping from one random universe to another and ended up here. Her first impression wasn't muddied by the cold dampness of the Bay, and the sight of a peaceful modern city was enough to put a weary smile on her face. Dressed in her kimono-esque battle uniform with arms clad in armored bracers, and armed with a sword at her side, Ayame felt out of place and just want to get changing to something more comfortable. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, prepping herself for a new beginning. ]

Video - Memoria Park/Shrine:
[ After getting changed to some civilian clothes and checking in at a hotel, Ayame decided to go for some fresh air with nothing but her purse in hand and her necklace she got from the Bay complimenting her overall look. She spent all day and afternoon in Genessia City, getting a feel of the place. Taking pictures of flowers and trees at the garden park, that Gothic temple, then going to the grocery store and checking out the library. Ayame's excitement for this new world, apart from her inability to sleep, made her compelled to go outside once again right after dinnertime.

Ayame ended up seeing a Shinto shrine in the city, much to her bewilderment. She's always had a complicated relationship with her "religion" given how she was brought up. She simply looked at the shrine itself, not bothering to ring the bell or offer a prayer. She wandered around the grounds until she ended up at the Memoria Park nearby, seeing the marble slab with all the names carved neatly in the stone. Ayame looks at the names, reads them in her mind until she found a name that gave her pause: Troy Dantes.

A gasp and a moment later, the puzzled Ayame took a moment to get her bearings while reading the name over and over again. Is this even the same guy she knows? Granted, Troy wasn't a close friend of hers yet, but he made a good impression enough for her to know and respect him. It was nagging at her mind. While it was likely this is a different man, there was also the slight chance that this is him. After all, she was drawn to this world against her will, who is to say someone else from her world was taken the same way? There was only one way to find out...

Taking her comm device, Ayame hesitated for a minute as her mind began being flooded with what-ifs and anxious thoughts of having to put herself out there for others to see. But it was the only way to get this out of her head. She chose the video option and places her device on a flat surface.
]

Hello? Good evening. Pardon me for asking, but does the name "Troy Dantes" mean anything to any of you? It's the name of someone I knew from my world, I only want to know if it is the same person. Please, if you have known him, I would like to confirm if this is the same man I know of.

[ Her body language was polite and calm despite how befuddled she was at the revelation. It may not seem like a big deal to many, but if this meant two people from her world have been taken here, who is to say there weren't (or aren't) more from the same place. ]
 
 
shadows_decend
02 October 2016 @ 11:58 pm
Who: Blake, Koishi + other scenarios open
What:Seeing Koishi again and getting back from nervous breakdown/freak out mode a training retreat of sorts.
When:daytime/noon
Where:Everywhere
Warnings: Pop rock candy?

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