Genessia NPCs
18 June 2017 @ 12:24 am


[Did you subscribe to The Genessia Tribune? Did you even remotely wish you had a newspaper or some other form of media to refer to for news, weather, and current events? Then you're in luck! There's a paperboy riding through the streets of Genessia flinging newspapers onto doorsteps or, if you're unlucky, through your window. Even remote locations in the other cities will still get a paper if one of the residents ever wanted one. The Paperboy is just that dedicated.]

[And if you're one of the following people, and you happen to subscribe to the newspaper, the Paperboy may or may not have flung the newspaper through that person's window, at the person, and/or broke something in the area: Enis Edrin, Icy, Jaune Arc, Zeref, Kristen Kringle, Angela Ziegler, Zellsha Himri, Shoji Nakamori.

The following people have their newspaper placed neatly on their doorsteps: Cad Bane, Theodore Satchel, Deadpool, Gale Reinhardt, Blaze, Professor Sycamore, Ayame Sasaki, Soma Cruz, chaos, Yugi Mutou, Yukiko Amagi, Fai D. Flourite, Chiaki Nanami.]





This Week In The News )



[GCBL Tournament Bracket]


[ OOC: Want to submit anything to the newspaper? Reply to this comment with the subject line as your title and include any information you want to be sure is in next Sunday's newspaper! This includes news, gossip, singles ads, business advertisements, job listings, bounties, and anything else you want in the newspaper.

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Cassian Ó Loinsigh
18 June 2017 @ 01:17 am
... So s'it all over then?

Thank God, that was the most pointless half month of me life. May as well have just been feckin' dead, should have faffed about in that dead bloke liminal space if I'd known I'd come back to a load of shite.

Would have gotten exactly the same amount of garbage done.

Great, new guardian votin' too.

Can't wait, I'll get the phone all set up, see if I can't hook it proper to the telly and I'll take a shot every time someone says somethin' stupid.

Tannusen, I want ye to cart me unconscious droolin' carcass to me room when I'm done and lock the door so I don't go stumblin' out at three AM and start a fight with the hat rack again.

Seems like an excellent way to spend me weekend.
 
 
Gale Reinhardt | Orlok
18 June 2017 @ 01:43 am
End of Event Action - Nova City Archway )

[Voice - June 17]

[Gale was safely back in the penthouse he shared with Faye, although he was kind of stuck there for a while. It would take a while before his body could let a new stream of lucemite circulate and get his cybernetics back in working order... which meant no dancing or various other kinds of theatrics for a while.

His mood wasn't exactly the best either. For a variety of reasons. Between him dangerously over-exerting himself in the battle, the Guardian debates and now learning that asshole Jacques somehow mysteriously became the mayor of Nova City? What next? Is his Aerodactyl just going to drop dead on the roof? Could things possibly get worse?

Well, whatever. He'd at least broadcast a message while lazing on his couch, sounding very tired.]


If it's not one thing it's another, eh?

Alright, from now until the next paper comes 'round, drinks at After Life and Hangar Queen are half off. I think we could all use some drinks after all the shit that's happened here. I feel like debates are a terrible thing to follow up all that action with. [He mutters then.] Honestly, how are the Guardian hopefuls able to think right now?

That said, both clubs have plenty of staff positions open. If anyone's interested in some way or another, lemme know, yeah?

In the meantime, I think I need some sleep.


[Private Voice - After Life and Hangar Queen Staff]

Yes, that means half off of your drinks too. You know, the ones you have already discounted to begin with.

[He sighs in frustration.]

I won't be in either club for a while, so I'll have to ask you guys to hold the fort 'till I'm back. And don't do anything stupid- I've got cameras all over the place so if you do something, I will know. Just don't risk it. You guys aren't stupid.

Lemme know if something comes up that needs my attention though. I'm not completely helpless yet.
 
 
Dante
18 June 2017 @ 07:30 am
[As the feed clicks on, Dante is lounging in what appears to be the twisted wreckage of a dumpster, with Sparda barely in the frame.]

Well. That was sure a thing, but at least it's over. Finally. So, Ayame, Peter, where we getting drinks? I could use some booze. Oh, and Gale? You're coming too.

[Private to Blaze]

[Once he switches over to a private feed, he's on his way back to his shop but he's moving a bit slower than usual.]

So, I figure you've got questions. So ask 'em.
 
 
佐々木 菖蒲 ▷ Ayame Sasaki
Genessia City - Action & Audio
[ During the assault, Ayame had volunteered to use her abilities to repair any damages to the city brought by the breach instead of doing any fighting, so now that the breach has been quelled she keeps true to her word and finds any buildings or tattered street that could use a touch-up. A particular street suffered a lot of damage, it seems certain people were a little too trigger happy with their weapons, so standing upon it now Ayame simply waves her hand. Like magic, everything puts itself back in place, returning to their previous states before the attack. Every nail on the wall, all pieces of shattered glass and concrete, and even ones that got smashed into fine sand, put themselves back together like time is being reversed.

But as everything transformed looking good as new, Ayame finds herself out of breath with her heart racing and pounding so violently in her chest. Her head feels heavy that not even with a nursing hand on her forehead lessen the feel of its weight. She walks toward a wall, trying to catch her breath and trying to stay awake while she uses the wall as support. There is a ringing in her ears that she shakes off as she takes out her communicator device, sending out an audio for every citizen:
]

This is Ayame Sasaki. Any Guardian or citizen in need of repairs for damages to their properties, please contact me immediately. Guardian Haller, if there's any place else in the city you need me in, please direct me to it.

[ Ayame ends the feed there, dropping her device on the ground. She looks down on her hand only to see it trembling. ]

Oh no...

Text - Public - Evening
[ This may not be the best time to ask, given how things are. But Ayame thought it would make for a temporary distraction for the others. But mostly for herself as she tries to ignore and run away from her problems, already way ahead of Dante and Gale who are offering drinks by already drinking what alcohol she has in store at her apartment. During her patrolling in Genessia City, she finds a dog kennel and sees a particularly lonely wolfdog that she instantly connected with. ]

What would be a good name for a dog? Female. 3 years old. I'd like to keep a theme with my pets and have the name start with "Hi-", however I am not opposed to other ideas if you think it would be fitting.

[ She attaches a photo ]
 
 
Krista Leigh
18 June 2017 @ 09:17 am
So... I'm glad everything is over and such, but I feel like I should apologize for what happened.

I am probably not at fault, I get that, but I feel bad regardless for a lot of people being in the same place. But because of what happened, the awards and such people left behind will be sent to the winners, along with a prize that I didn't mention before. Although for one of them it seems like the winner has since left. So... Whoever was a friend to Yang Xiao Long if you would like to keep her award as a reminder I would be happy to send it.

Also after all of this, I realized I need to train and refine my magical abilities. Get better, maybe learn to wield a sword better than I do currently. I know in my world powers and such change as we grow as a person, so I know my powers right now aren't fully there yet because I am still growing.

But... apart from that, did everyone else make it out okay? Or do we suddenly have like a bunch of zombies or something?


[Important OOC Information: To the winners of the awards: Mobius, Faye, Cassian Andor, Jaune, Sonico, Yukiko, Dave Strider, K-2SO, Garrus, Star-Lord, Weiss, Colette, Gale, Jacques, Grell and Dante Sparda. They will be sent their awards along with something quite... special. Congratulations! You've also won a Genessia Charm

Honorable mentions will be getting a certificate along with a gift voucher for 100 red bills that can be used anywhere and anyone who was a nomination will just get a certificate for participating as a well as a 'you tried' cake.]

 
 
Ganelon "тαƖкѕ ωιтн нιѕ αxє" the Southerner
18 June 2017 @ 10:30 pm
[Let's be honest. Ganelon isn't a stupid man, and he's no stranger to waking up suddenly to a world very unlike the one he'd gone to sleep in, but this had to be a new record. The cavern he'd found himself in originally was immaculate, clearly crafted by human hands, not a natural place, and that was confirmed pretty quickly when the burly warrior pulled himself from the coffin and found the supplies he'd been left. Whoever'd kidnapped him...in the middle of the Heartwyld, from under the noses of Slowhand and Golden Gabe...had been pretty thorough.

Of course, they were old now, his friends. Maybe they'd fallen asleep before it was his turn to keep watch. If that was the case, why weren't they all here? The pretty lady in the magic hologram didn't have any special answers, either. So...it was like the Catacombs in the south, then. You got thrown in, the door was locked behind you, and someone tossed the key. Fend for yourselves. Live and let live...or let die.

That seemed like the more likely endgame, considering they'd let him keep his armor and his ax. The massive, black-metal, double-bladed ax was strapped to the dark-skinned man's back, blades glinting the light of the streetlamps. Syrinx, the ax was called, and it was a comfortable weight on the southern warriors shoulders.

He cast an imposing figure, standing at the newsstand with an unfolded map, dark hair in dreads tumbling down his shoulders, grizzly beard in need of a trim. His shoulders were broad, his gauntleted hands massive, his emerald eyes firm. He'd turn if someone approached, thick brows lowering to regard them with wary suspicion. Yeah, the magic picture'd said he wasn't alone, but that didn't mean he was going to be friendly to the people he ran into...or who ran into him.
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Ulric
[First, a beautiful unhappy ending was thwarted and now he's in a new disgustingly bright and happy sun-shiny day. At least he got a pretty-pretty necklace out of this. That makes up for falling asleep in the Shadow Realm and waking up in this happy land.

Not.

Ulric, a big bad wolf, floats above Genessia, taking in its sights with disgust, thinking over what the brochures and the hologram said.]


Genessia... A whole other world from my own. No Brute. No Bruha. No Rascal...

[A sinister Wolfy grin.]

No Glitter Force~

At long last, I can do what I do best. [Ulric produces a peculiar book.]


Genessia! Your picturesque fairy tale is coming to an end-

-as I paint your dreams black!

[Ulric crushes a tube of paint in his hand and smeared the ages with the only black paint. The magic of the book is activated, unleashing a wave that turns Genessia's day in a bleak, full moon night. His magic was re-writing the future to a sad ending.

Black aura appeared around people in the immediate vicinity, wisps of darkness gravitating towards the Book of Sad Endings.]


Every ounce of negative energy turns the Wheel of Doom one more tick, bringing me closer to the day I can revive my master; Nogo, Emperor of Evil!

[But nothing happens. Ulric didn't sense that satisfying tick of doom. In fact, none of the people appear to be incapacitated by hopelessness.]


Hey... What gives? [He flies down to the nearest NPC.]
Why isn't your negative energy turning the wheel of doom?

[The NPC shrugs and continues on with his day.]

Great. What am I supposed to do now?