GENESSIA: A PANFANDOM RPG

[Action] Castle Ball and Battle

Sat, 25 Jan 2020 02:44:13 GMT

Posted by: kalmaleader

Castle Ball

[Qubine may not have formal attire, but he can't fit inside the castle anyway. So he settles for relaxing beside it. It's such a nice night.]

Tentacle Monster

[He's gone for five minutes, and look what happens. Qubine had only flown away for a short while, whether to find an animal to eat, or to relieve himself, who can say? But he becomes alarmed when he returns to discover a massive hole blown into the castle wall. Landing beside the building, he peeks through the wall to see the tentacle beast rampaging within. Numerous guards are trying to fight the thing, but their weapons don't seem to work. Qubine shakes his head, wondering to himself how those guards expect to do any damage with those toothpicks.]

[But still, a beast like that provides an intriguing opponent for the big dragon. Still unable to fit into the castle, Qubine stick his head in through the hole in the wall and clamps his jaws on the beast's tail, dragging it back outside. He throws it aside like a rag doll, and then advances on it, ready for battle.]

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【001.】 (VIDEO);

Sun, 19 Jan 2020 02:35:03 GMT

Posted by: wannabedisney

[It doesn't take Charlie too long to figure out on how to use a smart phone. Of course the style and the way it's made is way different from hers back home, but after exploring it for a few minutes - she manages to get the hang of it. The video feed starts up with her look down at the camera but then alternating the angle so whoever is viewing can get a good look at her.]

[Awkwardly, she flashes a small smile and a wave.]

Uh. Hi! I'm Charlie.... -- Soooo uh...

[Charlie takes a small look around her surroundings as the recording now starting to lightly bounce in movement due to her walking.]

If I'm getting this right, we're stuck here? I mean, I guess there's worse places...

[Funny enough seeing that her home is technically supposed to be that worse place. The recording stops shaking for a moment as she comes to a halt. She bites the tip of her thumbnail as she ponders nervously. Almost forgetting that she is on video, she turns her attention back at the camera.]

Oof... - Uh. Sorry, sorry! I'm just, uh, trying to wrap my head in all of this. -- Er, anyone mind helping me get settled, I guess?

[A beat.]

Oh! And maybe help find my friends? There's Angel, Vaggie, Husk, Nifty, and... [She pauses for a moment. Should she really name the last person?] -- and Alastor.

My parents are Lucifer and Lilth. And if you see little goats in tuxedos, they belong with me. So, if anyone seen them or know where they are in this... place, just let me know! Or let them know I'm looking for them.

-- I'd really appreciate it and thanks!

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Brawl at the Castle Ball (Action, OTA)

Fri, 17 Jan 2020 23:49:05 GMT

Posted by: youfool

( Ted at the Royal Party )

B. Monster Attack

[( Ted Vs. The royal party crasher )

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Elven Village - Action, OTA

Fri, 17 Jan 2020 04:42:30 GMT

Posted by: cool_skeleton

Papyrus did it, or at least gave himself most of the credit. He just knows he's a skilled diplomat, on top of everything else! Finally the elves had opened their homes and their hearts to the rest of Fayren, no doubt thanks to its inspiring leadership. It was on a holiday, too, one with a special rule: no talking. It was a day of quiet meditation and solemn reflection about who one wanted to be.

The latter's easy. Papyrus, of course! It doesn't get much better, unless the person he wants to be is "exactly the same, but with more friends." Maybe there's room for improvement after all.

The former? Silence doesn't come easy to one with his UNIQUE WAY OF SPEAKING. And there was so much to say! He wanted to "OOH" at the lustrous ebony and wondrous arches, architecture as white and tall as himself, but he couldn't. He wished to "AHH" at the intertwined greenery and branch-born patios, much like Papyrus was built for the highest heights of glory, but he couldn't. All he could do was shine his smile and sparkle his eyes like the lamp-lit walkways he handsomely walks.

Only at midnight could he finally say something, and it had to be a very special something to a very special someone. Or anyone at all, really; he always has awesome things to say. But wait! Oh no! What if he sees several someones!? If he talks to just one, the rest will be jealous! What to do...

A. Before Midnight
If Papyrus meets eyesockets with yours, he'll greet you a big smile, then either send you a text message if he knows you, or run on over with a note card if he doesn't. Both read: "MEET ME UNDER THE MAIN BELL AT 12 O'CLOCK. IF YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT STAYING UP TOO LATE, I PROMISE IT'S WORTH IT!!

QUIETLY YOURS, PAPYRUS"

B. At Midnight
Papyrus rocks on his heels and practically quakes with goodwill. He's been working on what to say all day. Now he just needs another to bear his burgeoning gift.

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21st Light [Holiday Plans]

Mon, 23 Dec 2019 06:55:51 GMT

Posted by: liorafae

[When Liora pops onto the feed, she has a happily curious look on her face.]

Hello, Genessia. So...this Christmas holiday is coming up again. Does anyone have any big plans? I think I'm just going to stay in the Viridian Labyrinth, because Christmas Day is also my hatchday.

[And she wants to be with her clan. After that, she'll send a private message.]

[Private to Daenerys]

Um...Daenerys? Are you there? I think I found something that Drogon can wear. I'll have to find something for you, too. And your other hatchlings. Have they grown up yet?

Oh, and maybe Rhaegar can come, too, if he's still around.

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[Video] 'Tis the Season for the Flu...

Mon, 16 Dec 2019 02:48:49 GMT

Posted by: swordprincess

[Another day, another training session in the Holodeck'd. Only today, Karla found herself ending it sooner than normal. She felt her muscles aching and burning, her chest congested. At least this time she was better able to recognize what was happening.]

I'm getting sick again, aren't I...?

[So she made her way home, questioning whether she would even make it. Thankfully she did, and she got into bed, taking a brief glance at her device. Just for any friends or strangers who might be curious, she broadcasts a brief message.]

Looks like I won't be able to train for a while...

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Tis the season

Sat, 14 Dec 2019 07:34:47 GMT

Posted by: hotheadwarmheart

Who: Lea, Dove, and People
When: Various points in December
Where: Lea and Dove's apartment (locked threads) and a park in Genessia City (open thread)
What: Various holiday event things!
Warnings: Lea being sick in one thread, various kinds of feelings and warm fuzzies throughout

( Read more... )

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So anyway, I started blasting (Action, OTA)

Fri, 13 Dec 2019 02:26:59 GMT

Posted by: youfool

[Ted, whose position on the naughty or nice list was always in flux, was blessed by a half-dozen snowgies giving him a copy of his father's revolver. He picked it up, examined it, and found no flaws. His face still bore disgust, for by now he figures Genessia to be entirely intentional, self-serving, and synthetic. They gave him, not a past memento, but an exact lookalike purely to...well, the only thing it could've gotten for them is an emotional rise. It came unloaded; an emptiness Ted set to fill.]

It's one thing for a gift to have sentimental value. It's quite another for it to, in mercenary manner, create sentiment purely for the value of another. That's perverse.

[He flicked the chamber in, then took aim at the snowgies.]

I will punish perversion's agents.

[Disgust became amusement as he started picking them off, bullet by bullet. He laughed as their snowy heads and charcoal eyes burst apart. The survivors fled.]

Oh, that won't save you! My father could strike a clay pigeon from fifty yards. Let's see if I've inherited his skill...

[Last one in the chamber, he aligned his sights as the final snowgie ran as fast as its snow-stump legs could carry. Just a little further, and...bang!

He missed.]

Hang it; practice hasn't yet made perfect.

[He has more guns than even an American really should, but one more won't hurt, fake or not. If only he could've heard the avalanche of snowgies gathering and preparing to get their revenge on this grinch. But he couldn't, he didn't...]

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The Not As Great Papyrus (Video, Action, OTA)

Thu, 12 Dec 2019 02:54:57 GMT

Posted by: cool_skeleton

[A]nnouncement - Video

HAPPY DECEMBER, GENESSIANS! FORGIVE ME FOR NOT BEING ON YOUR SCREENS MORE. AS THE LAST REMAINING ORIGINAL GUARDIAN, I'VE BEEN VERY BUSY!! WHETHER IT'S DEALING WITH HORRIBLE GHOSTS OR WRANGLING CIRCUS ANIMALS, THE GREAT PAPYRUS IS EVER VIGILANT IN KEEPING FAYREN SAFE AND ENTERTAINED! AND EVERGLADE TOO!! EVEN THOUGH I DON'T WORK THERE. AND YOU SHOULDN'T EITHER!!!

UNFORTUNATELY, WE MAY NOT GET TO HANG OUT IN PERSON VERY MUCH. THE HEALERS GUILD SAYS I CAUGHT A BUG, EVEN THOUGH THAT IS NOT AMONG MY HOBBIES. IT'S A BAD ONE THAT MAKES YOU FORCIBLY EXPEL AIR FROM YOUR LUNGS!! THEY INFORM ME THAT THIS, IN MEDICAL PARLANCE, IS A "COUGH". AND IF YOU GET NEAR ME, YOU'LL UNWITTINGLY CATCH A BUG TOO!! EVEN THOUGH BEING NEAR ME IS WORTH MANY BUGS, IT'S MY DUTY AS THE GREAT GUARDIAN PAPYRUS TO TELL YOU TO KEEP YOUR DISTANCE. I HOPE YOU CAN RESIST THE TEMPTATION!!!

WELL, *COUGH*, FRET NOT! THE GREAT PAPYRUS WON'T FALTER IN HIS DUTIES, NO MATTER HOW MUCH HIS BONES ACHE! WE'LL JUST HAVE TO MAINTAIN A LONG-DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP, NYEH HEH HEH!

OH, I ALMOST FORGOT! EVERYONE GIVE A BIG CONGRATULATIONS TO LEA AND TRUNKS, WHO WERE PROMOTED TO FULL GUARDIAN A WHILE AGO! ONCE MY BUG CLEARS UP, WE SHOULD HANG OUT AND DO GUARDIAN STUFF! OF COURSE, I HAVEN'T DISAPPEARED. I'M FAR TOO RELIABLE FOR THAT.

<Small>[This latest boast isn't as happy as his others. While he always thought he was the best, he never wanted to bear out by others vanishing. If only his constancy could have rubbed off on them.]</small>

COUGH, COUGH!! WELP, THE CIRCUS WON'T REATTRACT ITSELF! NOT EVEN IF I'M THERE, NYEH HEH HEH!

[B]rambles (Action)

[Despite the fever he's running, Papyrus braves the wilderness anyway in search of the last remaining escaped animals. The healers suggesting he retire from his duties and stay in bed was, to him, a fate worse than death. The Great Guardian Papyrus, going to sleep? Madness! He'll show them what a true Guardian can do, even if their health's wanting. His boots crunch through the snow and his monologue reverberates off the trees.]

LESSE, NEXT UP WE HAVE THE UNICORN, WHO ACCORDING TO MY NOTES, ONLY COME TO MAIDENS OF PURE HEART. WELL, I BET I'D MAKE A GREAT MAIDEN, AND MY HEART'S PURE AS ALL THIS DRIVEN SNOW!! THIS'LL BE EZ-PZ!!!

[Suddenly, a column of thorns sprout up and entangle him. Vines, his weakness! A crone with a crooked, oaken staff stepped from behind a tall oak, cackling.]

Ee hee hee! Look what I've snared in my thorns! The pathetic Papyrus, all alone, who if I'm not mistaken, is terribly ill! Perfect! I've watched you. I've seen you return the noble beasts back to their cages, all to titillate the cruel masses. No longer! Mother nature will not stand idly by while her children dance for your amusement! Today you die Guardian, and all your false justice with you!

[He grit his teeth as the brambles wound closer. She was right about one thing; he is sick. He doubts even his mighty magic would be enough to get him out of his caper. Then he'll do was he does best: appeal to others' better nature. Even an evil druid's.]

YOU'VE GOT IT ALL WRONG! THE RINGLEADER TREATS THEM VERY NICE AND THE AUDIENCE LOVES THEM!! BESIDES, OUT HERE THEY'RE NOT WORKING AT ALL!! TOTALLY UNEMPLOYED!!! WOULD NATURE TOLERATE SUCH SLOTH!?!?

[His diplomacy roll was met with ever-tightening bonds. He coughed and struggled in vain.]

Hush, fool. Nature will have you as well. Your very bones shall nourish the land you'd soon despoil...

Homesi[c]k (Action)

[Still working through his illness, Papyrus is greeted by a miracle: a levitating bed in the shape of a car. And it's heading right towards him!]

OH NO!!! THE HEALER'S GUILD WAS MORE AGGRESSIVE THAN I THOUGHT IN TELLING ME TO REST!!!! HOW CAN I CONVINCE THEM OF MY OWN INCREDIBLE IMPORTANCE!?!?

[With a wintry "hup", the bed is tossed at his feet, revealing a merry band of snowgies. Upon closer inspection, he gasps.]

GASP! THIS ISN'T JUST ANY UNNECESSARY BED; THIS IS THE BED FROM MY HOUSE!!! HOW DID YOU GET IT FROM SNOWDIN???

[The gears of his incredible intellect turn.]

...WAIT!!! THAT CAN ONLY MEAN ONE THING...YOU ALL KNOW THE WAY TO THE UNDERGROUND!!! THAT MEANS SANS AND UNDYNE AND EVERYBODY AREN'T FAR!!! PLEASE, TAKE ME TO THEM! I'VE GOT TO SHOW THEM AROUND THE SURFACE AND HOW GREAT IT IS!!!

[The snowgies' were too simple to do anything unrelated to their primary, gift-giving task. They smiled blankly, then dispersed.]

NO, COME BACK!

[Dashing through the snow, Papyrus gave chase. The snowgies scattered, leaving him in cool pursuit of a diminishing number until he was panting after but one. His step isn't as spry as usual; the "bug" had gotten the better of him, and soon his stamina gives out just as a branch trips him up. Desperately he cries out to his fleeing quarry, skull sputtering snow.]

WAIT, PLEASE!!! YOU'VE GOT TO TAKE ME BACK TO WHERE YOU GOT THIS!!! MY FRIENDS!! MY FAMILY!!! PLEASE...

[But it's no use. His bones ache with sickness, and his heart with homesickness. Alone in the wilderness, he stretched his out in vain towards a diminishing hope.]

PLEASE...

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Death by a Thousand Cuts [OPEN TO ALL]

Fri, 15 Nov 2019 16:41:41 GMT

Posted by: phoenixstrut

[Genessia City/Nova City - Coffee Shop]

A little frazzled, she had left the apartment to run a few errands and allow Lea to settle in without the stress of having her there, fretting over how she could help. She’d have to remember to grab dinner for them while she was out, as she had promised, but for now, she simply rested at a table outside her favorite cafe, ignoring the chill of the air and trying her best to enjoy the peppermint tea she had procured from the shop.

It had been weeks since she had ventured out for anything aside from training herself into exhaustion, jobs, or absolute necessity. The cooler weather and shorter days had only helped feed that dark anxious hole in her chest, and she had limited her contact with the outside world to sparse messages and rare calls, and even those had only been to let her remaining friends know she was ‘okay’.

…even if she hadn’t really been. But things were changing, just like the season itself. At least now there was a touch of hope on the horizon.

Maybe she’d bump into a familiar face now that she had found daylight once more.

[Fayren]

Some days were harder than others, and on those days, she somehow always found herself tearing through the forests of Fayren, using the branches as an obstacle course of sorts as she threw herself through the air in desperate hope of tiring herself out again. Training. That’s what she called it, even if her recklessness would have been immediately checked by her previous trainer. He wasn’t there to stop her, and her self-destructive behavior was carefully contained to herself, even if the fire at the tips of her wings looks rather terrifying for a setting with so many dry and crackling leaves.

Regardless, it worked more often than not, and she’d stop only when her wings were aching and sand squished under her boots in place of leaves. Always the beach. While she still hadn’t been able to bring herself to the inlet where she had once trained with Styxx… where she had last seen Namur… she always ended up on the damn beach, scowling at the way the sun cast its dying light across the surface of the ocean. It had once been beautiful, soothing even… now it just hurt.

Really, she’s not mad at you; it’s just the way her pretty face looks at the moment.

[Genessia City- Feather Light Studio]
On the days she found peace, she could be found in her dance studio, letting the music sweep her away entirely. From classical to R&B to rock, she moves as it commands, sometimes with her wings proud and present and others with them hidden away. Its the safest escape she has, and even when she’s at the front, checking her bookings and scheduled events and classes, she’s longing to be back on the floor, even if she has to share it with someone else.

Perhaps a partner might even help.

[Anywhere Else]

The cold seems to help clear her mind, and though the dark comes much faster in the day, Dove doesn't seem to mind it too much. It certainly hasn't stopped her late night wanderings, hands stuffed in her sweater pockets and Houndoom trailing beside her. Her mind is anywhere but the present, but the pokemon's sharp gaze is on watch, should anyone approach in the night.

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Movin' on up- Closed log

Fri, 15 Nov 2019 05:39:31 GMT

Posted by: hotheadwarmheart

Who: Lea and Dove
Where: Dove's- and now Lea's- place
When: A little while after Namor's returned home
What: Lea is moving in with Dove for both practical and personal reasons. There's a sitcom in the making here somewhere...
Warnings: Possible feelings and angst. And lots of boxes.

( To the East Side )

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Closed to littlegreyarea

Tue, 29 Oct 2019 00:40:05 GMT

Posted by: hibana_incursa

Who: Gwen Stacy and Peter Parker (again)
What: It's two AM and Gwen's slightly more psychic Spider Sense has told her to wake up and go.
Where: The Docks.
When: 2 AM Tuesday Morning.

Being woken up because some weird sixth sense tells you to wake up is pretty jarring and Gwen hated it. Would not recommend. She'd been curled up in her too-quiet apartment, tucked under layers of blankets and pretty content with life, even if she was missing her old roommate.

But, there it was. That small voice or impulse in her that simply states 'go.' A sudden sense that she has to move, to get up and get outside and start walking.

So she does. And since it's past midnight, she pulls on her spider-suit and webswings through Nova City. Just in case. Or maybe it was part of that impulse. Either way, there was a teenager in a white, black and pink Spider-suit, swinging through the various parts of Genessia, following her senses until they lead her to the docks.

Weird.

Very, very weird. She almost heads home but, again, that sense tells her to wait. She has to wait. Right where she is. Don't go anywhere.

It's the urgency of it that has her swinging to a perch on the wall to wait, crouched and watching the pods carefully.

When one of them starts to open, Gwen swings down and stays a short distance away, just to watch.

It's that familiar jolt up her spine once she spots why that fills her with a realization, an understanding as to why she's there. She didn't even see the person in the pod. She just knows they're like her. Who is it? Is it Peni? Spider-Ham? Spider-Noir?

Really, the multiverse was weird. For all she knew, it was an Aunt May with spider-powers and that? That's a pretty scary thought, if she's gonna be honest.

Hopping up onto an outcropping of rock, she waits and watches. And yawns. It is, after all, past midnight.

She should have stopped for coffee

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0 and 8 (Closed, Video -> Action)

Mon, 21 Oct 2019 20:09:56 GMT

Posted by: youfool

[After the disaster involving false ghosts and true prisoners, Ted had much anxiety and little direction. An aimless, nagging inclination to do something pulled at his heart. Despite the loss of one dearly beloved, he found his head clearer. Or at least, more focused, more willful about his role in the world and how to fulfill it. Despite the Genessia's slack, he felt now, more than ever, he must redouble his efforts and unravel every mystery, and save every soul. And he had an idea of who might help.

Coincidentally, it was this day on the dot that he'd spoke to her last. Goodness, were they really so antisocial that talk was a yearly occurrence? Well, better late than never. What a mercenary talk it would be, too. What a scoundrel he is to strike up meeting largely because he wanted something. Well, he's young. If she's old, she'll understand the disparity. He rang her up.]

Good afternoon, Satori. Long time no see, eh? I've a question, and if I get my preferred answer, an action, to pose to you, if you're willing.

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Call of the Wild: Papyrus & Friends Vs. Sir Alocer and his Menacing Menagerie!

Mon, 21 Oct 2019 04:07:14 GMT

Posted by: cool_skeleton

[Ghosts? Again!? But Papyrus did that! He did his time on that stupid ghost train! He shouldn't have to put up with that nonsense in Fayren! It's supposed to be ghost-free!

But there's no helping it. As he donned his handsome jumpsuit and secured his traps around his waist, the bulletin board was very clear: a green knight astride a sinfully black horse was causing trouble in the woods, and who but the Guardian would stop it?

So stop he would! Stop he must. He and his two companions: Kimberly the cheerleader (he thinks?) and Kieran the...guy. They would unseat this wicked knight, or his name wasn't The Great Guardian Papyrus!

Nervously he trudged through the undergrowth, underneath branches and boughs so thick that, despite the daytime hour, the forest was rife with shade. He held his particle thrower close to his chest. Papyrus is afraid, and none too fond of specters. Naturally this was the time to hide that fear and bolster the spirits of his comrades.]

AGAIN, THE GREAT GUARDIAN PAPYRUS BIDS YOU THANKS FOR HELPING ME OUT IN PUTTING THIS NAUGHTY KNIGHT TO REST!!! DON'T FRET; I TANGOED WITH SOME SPOOKY SPECTERS BUT TWO MONTHS AGO, AND IT WAS EASY-PEASY!! I MANAGED TO SUCCESSFULLY LEAD HALF OUR TEAM TO VICTORY! SO STAY VERY CLOSE, AND LET MY STALWART HEART LEAD THE WAY!!

[What a great monologue. You'd never know it was meant more for his courage than theirs. He's happy he doesn't have to do this alone, at least. Before he can bask in the warmth of his fellows too long, an errant acorn strikes his skull.]

HEY!!! WHO THREW THAT!??

[Suddenly, frantic chittering rose from the surrounding green. Round, black eyes glinting with malevolence peeked out from their sinister hidey-holes. Squirrels!]

OH, NOT TO WORRY! THOSE ARE JUST ANNOYING, INNOCENT WOODLAND CREATURES, ENJOYING THEIR ROMP. WE'LL BE OUT OF THE FOREST SOON ENOUGH!!

[But Papyrus was wrong. So wrong. The squirrels unfurled their flaps of skin, then dive-bombed the party mercilessly. One attached itself to the Guardian's face, causing him to flail madly.]

AAAAHHH! HELP!! I CAN'T SEE!!! SOMEONE TURN ON THE LIGHTS!!!!

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Bounty Log: Cemetery Vigil

Fri, 18 Oct 2019 03:50:11 GMT

Posted by: liorafae

Who: Liora and Darc
Where: Everglade cemetery
What: Darc has asked Liora to help him take on the bounty in Everglade, and Liora reluctantly agreed...

[Liora had been tense all day after receiving the call from Darc. As much as she tried to distract herself, she couldn't find anything to take her mind off the mission that was asked of her. As the sun began to set, Liora made sure to eat her fill of insects before heading to Everglade.]

[It doesn't take her long to find the designated graveyard. She lands a few feet away from it, not wanting to get too close. It reminds her of the Burial Grounds in the Kalma Clan's lair. Liora stands on all fours staring at the graveyard, waiting for Darc to show up. Or for the bodies in the graves to burst out and start running wild. Given that she was in Everglade, the latter possibility seemed more likely than not...]

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Third Summon [Text] Preparing for Halloween!

Wed, 09 Oct 2019 13:34:52 GMT

Posted by: gachamage

Today's my favorite month of all! That means pumpkins, trick-and-treating preparations, and most importantly, costumes!

But I want to do something different this year. Usually, I want to go trick-and-treating with my familiars, but should I do something different this year? Like going to a Halloween party or something?

Just please, don't mention scary forests or haunted houses. I already had enough of that back in my homeworld.

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NEWSPAPER - BIWEEKLY EDITION

Sat, 05 Oct 2019 17:28:11 GMT

Posted by: plus_tip

[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: Smoker, Soma Cruz.

The following people have their newspaper placed neatly on their doorsteps: NO ONE. NO ONE IS SAFE.]

( This Week In The News )

[ OOC: Want to submit anything to the newspaper? Reply to the Submissions For The Next Paper thread 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.

FOR BOUNTIES: Reply to the Bounties Claim Thread with a claim using the form. If you aren't logging the bounty, it must include a one-paragraph summary of the details of the bounty. If you're including a log, you can go ahead and claim a bounty and provide a link either after it is completed or while it is going on to show that it is being done/has been done. You may also choose to claim a bounty and handwave it, but anyone who offers to create a log for a bounty will receive priority over those who handwave them. Please note that whoever goes after the bounty is in charge of writing the NPCs involved, but feel free to ask the mod for any tips if you like. First come first serve on claims.]

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[Voice] Torchwood Update

Thu, 03 Oct 2019 17:32:43 GMT

Posted by: justabitunlikely

[Jenny clicks her phone on to make an announcement. The sound of her smiling obvious as she speaks, though to anyone who really knows her, there's a sad down behind the smile.]

Well, hello everyone. For those of you who don't know, I'm Jenny, the Doctor's daughter. Of course that's a long story, but moving on. I'm here to inform everyone that the Doctor's and Rose have all departed this place. Probably on another adventure by now, but seeing I'm still here, I've decided to step in and start running Torchwood in their stead as well as all business beneath it's name. So those of you who work for Torchwood, I suppose work for me now. I hope to work with all of you to keep it all running into the future.

Now, it's come to my attention that it's the month for Halloween and I have a Haunted House to run. Yes, I know it's open all year round, but I hope everyone will look forward to many Haunted events coming soon. We'll also be having some special seasonal menu items available for all of our patrons so stop by while you can because we'll only have them available for a limited time.

I look forward to all of you stopping by to enjoy the spirit of halloween. See you all around!

[With that, the transmission cuts off.]

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[Accidental Video] / Action

Thu, 03 Oct 2019 04:43:41 GMT

Posted by: singinghuntress

[The sound of breaking glass can be heard followed by a very rage filled scream. Someone woke up to a very earth shattering discovery this evening. She always feared this would happen and now that it has... Rip's anger and sorrow can practically be felt reverberating through her device as there's a frantic sound of motion before her device clicks on to video.

For a brief moment, there's the sight of her tiny pumpkaboo who looks really worried before it darts behind the camera. When Rip comes into view she's reaching for her musket. Her long hair hides her face but, the rage is hard to miss in her every motion as she grabs her gun and heads for the door only to pause.

She moves towards her device and grabs it.]

He's gone.

[That's all she has to say before she clicks off her device.]

ACTION
[Rip's not taking Namur's leaving well. At all. More than a few random people might just be lying dead or dying in the wake of her passing as she heads towards Everglade. Once there, no one is safe from her rage.]

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[ V i d e o ]

Wed, 02 Oct 2019 12:05:22 GMT

Posted by: greatestgood

Please tell me costumes are going to be popular? [How can you not spend this month looking ghoulish?] I can help anyone who wants a more...magical...transformation. There are potions I can use and spells...

[No, no. Everyone should just say no to this man.]

I would love to see a few centaurs wandering about, wouldn't you?

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Text

Wed, 02 Oct 2019 00:42:51 GMT

Posted by: nrgsvr

It's October.
Halloween is this month. It's a popular spooky holiday where folk tend to wear costumes and/or inspire fear.

Usually, something weird will happen.
This could involve physical and/or mental transformations. There could also be attacks from random supernatural entities.

I've personally experienced 3 Halloween related transformations.

[ He posts a picture of a Japanese black bear holding a sign.]

If you plan on going to a costume party, I suggest picking something you won't mind becoming.

What weird thing do you think will happen this month?

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[Video] Part 4: Magic

Thu, 26 Sep 2019 22:00:09 GMT

Posted by: halfdeimos_king

[Darc is filming from his campsite, the crackle of his cooking fire in the background. Those who know him will notice that he's looking a little healthier since last they saw him. He's been eating better, at least.]

Hello. This is Darc. I haven't used the communicator much in a while, so...

[Right, socializing isn't one of his strong suits. Get to the point. He takes a deep breath to collect himself.]

I have a question about magic. I know people can use it here, but what I want to know is how. My people, the Deimos, could use magic in my own world. But only by drawing power from spirit stones. They were mined from the earth, or found by killing monsters.

However, when my friends and I saved the world from evil, all spirit stones lost their power. There's no magic for us anymore. Besides that, I haven't found any spirit stones in Genessia.

How does magic work for you and your world?

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Love and Destiny - LOCKED to Ace "burnt_offering"

Wed, 25 Sep 2019 23:35:35 GMT

Posted by: fate_aspect

[It's midday in Fayren's Guardian Tower. Itherael is finished patrol duty, but the they're never quite off-duty. Daily responsibilities made up so much of their life for millennia; they can't help but putter around the tower a little while longer. There might be something else to do.]

[They've also found themselves indulging in something fairly new: curiosity.]

[It's curiosity that has them following the sound of a conversation in a nearby break room. Especially because that conversation sounds strangely one-sided. That's Ace's voice they hear, but where is the person they're speaking to?]

[The archangel slips into the break room, wing tendrils shifting slowly in a sign of intrigue.]

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[Video] + Locked to Whitebeards other than Ace

Sat, 21 Sep 2019 10:04:43 GMT

Posted by: justicereigns

I need some advice on the best refractory material that can withstand extremely high temperatures and a near immediate cooldown. It has to cool white. And I need someone who can work scrimshaw on it without risking cracking or compromising the integrity. Thanks.

[Short and sweet as always.]

[Meanwhile, Smoker locks a message to Namur, Rip, Grell, and even Marco, though he basically hopes the Phoenix ignores it.]

I need to meet with you during Portgas' work hours. It's not an emergency, nothing's wrong, but it is important. Send me times, or stop by the shop, but not alone.

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04. sweets; september/october catch-all

Tue, 17 Sep 2019 20:28:22 GMT

Posted by: embracethewind

video;

( despite his serious, unfazed expression before the camera, his eyes certainly reveal more than he intended to show. )

For the time being, I'll take ownership of Amatsu Inn. The married couple Kenshin and Tomoe Himura are no longer in Genessia.

( and that's it. the feed ends there. really not in the mood of saying more about it, knowing that tomoe will go back being... dead. he hopes... she will be happy in her next life... )

action; fayren and amatsu

( souji found himself having more time in his hands than he originally had. ridiculously more free now that he's not a servant. he's never been the main chief of anything: only an assistant teacher, a captain... a follower, owning something overwhelmes him. glad to know he has a kind staff willing to back him on this decision.

here and there, all he wants is to remain distracted from thinking about tomoe, who came to consider a dear friend given her initial distrust of him being from the shinsengumi, and also came to estimate her husband kenshin, a good and very strong talented man with the katana.

at some point during the days, afternoons, evenings or nights, someone might bump into him and his now a little more grown wolf pup, mibu. )

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