11 July 2018 @ 11:42 am
[ Emerald had been busy doing this and that lately. The depression she'd felt hadn't quite gotten better, but it had more or less subsided. She wasn't the type of person to let things like that keep her down- what she felt, after all, was typically secondary to what she needed to do. Maybe not by requirement now that she hadn't been around Cinder for such a long time, but at least for now, it had been a mentality that allowed her to just move on with life.

That said, it had also lead her to doing things that made her feel more like herself- even if that meant leaning a little more heavily into some of her older crime patterns. Today, it was a watch shop in Genessia City. The kind of place that she kind of felt deserved it since everyone had phones nowadays and the time was on everything, so watches were just fancy jewelry too bombastic to just call themselves jewelry, and so ridiculously overpriced that someone would have to either be a collector nerd or rich enough that it was a status symbol more than anything. Needless to say, watches deserved to be stolen and fenced.

She suspected she wasn't the only one who thought they were useless since the store was deserted when she came in, both hands folded behind her back as she talked up the store owner, the sweetest little smile on her face. ]


Hello! My name is Mayra, it's nice to meet you. I'm looking for a present.. but I don't really know much about watches. I want something really nice, it's for our anniversary.

[ It's perfectly believable, especially with the sheepish way she tilts her head, the little laugh that leaves her lips when she says she doesn't know much. The guy thinks he's found a sucker, which.. well, it's exactly what she wants. He'll try to sell her on whatever his priciest model is if she sounds completely oblivious. That's what she wants out of the case. It works, and he's getting out a couple of watches to show her. ]

And the wrist size is adjustable? I can guess it, but just in case I wouldn't want to get something he can't wear...

[ Oh yes, yes, the guy goes on about some fancy sounding specs too. Emerald has no idea what it means, but it doesn't really matter. All three of the watches he grabbed for her are hers as far as she's concerned. And that's when she hears little entrance chime go off and immediately and reflexively pulls whoever walks in into the illusion she's got going for the sales clerk. She's not going to regret the headache so long as she walks away with all three watches today. ]
 
 
05 July 2018 @ 09:39 pm


While the party isn’t due to start for a good while, Fama’s crew has arrived excruciatingly early to make the most of the promised sunrise and their talent’s time. Most of the crew are milling about under the tent around the coffee bar that’s been so generously erected in the sand when they’re not prepping the area for the shoot.

When the talent arrives, they’re greeted by an array of staff members and stylists armed with swag bag totes filled with necessities for the day- water bottles, sunscreen, etc.- and a cap and a white, full zip sweatshirt tailored to just their size, all baring the company’s logo. Maybe a little out of place, given the sudden heat wave, but the weather has promised them a perfect day for the beach at a cozy 72 degrees… and a somewhat chilly morning, especially for those expected to pose in the early tides.

The talent is free to mingle, encouraged to get some coffee and breakfast from the spread, get to know one another, and chat about their upcoming performances for the day when they’re not busy with their shoots or slates, be they promotional for the company brand or for pre-agreed projects for clients.



The music starts long before anyone ever takes the stage, but when it finally stops and the chattering from the crowd dies down…the party really begins.

The lights finally move into action and cast their effects onto the stage and over the dancers suddenly bursting to life for the crowd. The welcome song is upbeat and… honestly borderline obnoxious, but it’s definitely there to set the mood for a massive beach party. Dove, today’s MC and resident ray-of-sunshine archangel takes the stage toward the end of the song to finish out the number with her fellow performers, then applauds along with the crowd as the group exits the stage and a new set arrives.

“Hey everyone,” she purrs over the microphone, breaking her ‘come hither’ character almost immediately and laughing as the crowd jumps to life again. There’s no point in even trying to subdue her bright and sunny attitude, even for a quick tease. “Welcome to Fama’s Beach Party of 2018!”

The onstage band starts another song, just the beat, and she continues her greeting over it, all the while playfully pacing the stage.

“If you haven’t caught on by now, I’ll be yours all afternoon, evening, and well into the morning if you’ll have me~” Alright, maybe she hasn’t entirely dropped the flirty bit- “We have some amazing performances coming your way today, and plenty to do along the shore, so kick back, grab a drink, and just let go. The day is ours so Let’s party!”

From there, she jumps right into the first two songs, then relinquishes the stage to the next long sequence of performers, only interrupting to introduce each musical guest.

She’ll be back here and there throughout the performances with a few playful songs and teasing one liners of her own to keep the party going.

“This is going to get me in so much trouble, but show of hands, who out there is single tonight?”

PARTY PLAYLIST (Will update as performances are posted in threads!)





Volleyball tourney

Further from the stage, Volleyball courts have been marked out with foam posts, nets stretched taut across the centers. There’s a staff member at each of the first few with a clipboard, ready to welcome teams to the pits and referee, while some of the courts further down are meant simply for fun (or practice). So grab some friends, a Fama beach ball, and ready, set, spike!


House Boat

Link and Sidon’s apartment that they shared was, indeed, a boat. So of course they had to bring it right to the party! The beaches were filled up, but their house boat was available for partying as well. While on it music played loudly, drinks were colds and in coolers that were scattered about the deck area. The music meant someone could dance, but also sit and chat while on the deck of the boat.


Feel free to swim out here and grab a cold one and enjoy some music! Sidon will have his Wailord out as well, moving through the waters. Jump on the back of this massive whale and enjoy the sun in style!


Races!

Along the shore of the waters, people will find jet skis that have been supplied for them. Whoever would like is able to pair up, or possibly challenge Sidon who is hosting this event. These jet skis are for races, and whoever wins gets bragging rights and the satisfaction of being the fastest! Do not worry about possibly falling off at any point, Sidon and his Pokemon will be in the water to assist. Samurott and Gyarados will be at the ready for any individuals that may topple into the waters.

Pair up and move out!

Surfing/jetskis/diving/kites/etc

For the less competitive party goers, there are also jet skis and surfboards along the shore further down, well out of the range of the races, should anyone want to partake. Just ask the guy in the Fama shirt, and he’ll hook you up with the equipment, while some of the other attendees might hook you up with some gnarly waves, dude.


The breeze also seems to be exceptionally cooperative today as well, even with the thirty degree drop in heat from the previous days. Grab a kite and try it out!




It would be a long, LONG day with no food or drink around. No one wants to be parched while they party!


Luckily for the crowds, there are stations scattered all around the event with spreads of fruits and veggies and treats of all types, all provided by local businesses from the area, but the centerpiece of it all is the large hut, surrounded by tables, chairs, and umbrellas under which one can find a fully stocked, well-staffed bar (provided, of course, by one Gale Reinhardt) and a grill covered in fare sizzling under the watch of today’s keyblade grill-master, Lea.


The hut is also conveniently home to a large display of merchandise for sale featuring the celebrities performing and currently in attendance. Snag a poster, album, or shirt (or two…or five) and hunt down your idols for autographs!




When Dove returns to the stage, the mood changes completely. She’s forgone her swimwear and changed into something much more romantic, hair in long waves cascading over her shoulder and her happy angel’s glow subtle and warm. The lights dim low until only she and the musicians are visible with soft lights- The sky will be the focus true for this one.


The show starts off as soft and sweet, fireworks popping up here and there in quiet pastels. The next song builds with a show of silver and gold then leads into the next and then final songs with a full array of colors.


The music can be heard anywhere along the beach, as the feed from the stage area will be pumped along through speakers spread here and there, take a seat, cuddle up with that special someone (or another drink), and enjoy the show.


Just because the sun is disappearing doesn’t mean the fun is slowing down! Glowing lights strung from umbrellas and posts that seem to be popping up along the shore, keeping things fairly well lit, but much more soothing than earlier in the day.

The Volleyball courts have now been outfitted with backlights and buckets of glow paint, should anyone wish to paint on and glo up in support of their team…or just for fun for photos!

There are also now staff members and photographers handing out sparklers, careful to pass on the safety instructions, but cheerfully enabling everyone to have fun!

The roll of the ocean and now (somehow) clear skies set the perfect mood for a stroll down the beach, away from the energy and volume of the crowds. It’s a beautiful evening, and the stars seem to provide a perfect sense of peace in stark contrast to the jam packed area near the stage.

The music continues right up until the last hour, at which point Dove takes the stage for one last time. The song is a little different, still energetic, but as it’s finally winding down and fading out, Dove takes her last bow and waves her goodbyes. “I, along with the Fama family want to thank each and every one of you gorgeous people for joining us today! We had a ton of fun, and hope you did too. Enjoy the rest of the evening, and stay safe out there, and we’ll see you all next time! I’m off to grab some s’mores!”

And with a kiss and a wink to the crowd, she’s headed off the stage as the music fades into a repeat of just the beat and then into generic house music.



Once the party has begun to wind down and the staff begins to break down the stage and light rigging, bonfires pop up along the beach, each large and welcoming and accompanied by a nearby box full of the necessities for s’mores. It’s the perfect place to plop down with a guitar, a drink, a lover, or just your friends and enjoy the evening and the stars hanging overhead.

…Just be careful not to fall in if you’ve had one too many…
 
 
30 June 2018 @ 09:03 pm
[ Showing emotions in public. Not really something Cassian is comfortable with. Vulnerability, even less so. Yet to leave office without any acknowledgment at all feels wrong, so after much rewriting, he ends up with a short written message, one last PSA after all these administrative memos he has spammed everyone with for a year. ]

On my last day as Guardian of Attleton, I would like to thank our citizens for their trust and support. It has been a great joy and honor to serve Attleton for two terms, and I'm proud of what we have achieved together. None of these successes would have been possible without my Deputies current and past going well above and beyond their duty every day. They, most of all, have my gratitude; Attleton can be proud of them. I would also like to thank my fellow Guardians and Deputies, Attleton's mayor and the Neighborhood Watch, as well as the many citizens who have helped us in one way or another and made this more than a workplace.

Please continue giving your support to the Attleton Guardian's Office and my successor.
 
 
26 June 2018 @ 08:40 am
How do you all survive on such low wages?

[It was the first thing to come out of the young man's mouth, while he didn't mean it in a bad way, it came across as such more than likely. Currently, he was still in the commons but had only just gotten his job and apartment situation sorted. So he was leaning back on his bed with the device in his hands.]

I've never had to figure out things with money before, so this is a whole new experience for me. But I guess I will put it down for an interesting experience. [An annoying one, but interesting never the less.]

I should also ask for general commoner knowledge of various things because admittedly. A lot of this will be new to me. Kind of like a fish out of water.

[And that was it as he switched the feed off.]

Action; Nova City; Fama Talent Agency
[So this was one of the places he was going to be working at. This was where he would be getting an agent who will help him get work and such. Though as Kaoru looked at a piece of paper, he was admittedly a tiny bit confused. he recalled only really signing up to be a model because that was something, so when he had read the letter and saw the word idol and words training and a name. He was beyond baffled.

So he had to come here to meet the person who would be training him in that area. He just didn't know who he would be looking out for.]


Action; Genessia; Bumblebee Boutique
[It was his first day at work as a personal shopper and honestly, he was a little excited about it. He got to decide what was a good idea for the person and what wasn't and admitted, he liked to have that power of helping them look their best.

So whenever he heard someone he turned his head with a smile.]


Welcome~
 
 
[arriving here initially had angered him. he had suddenly woken up somewhere where his plans had been disrupted, and he hadn't accounted for something like... this, to happen at all. he was furious about it, but soon he realized that this may end up working out in his favor, one way or another.

immediately he had sensed a familiar reiatsu, orihime was somewhere in this place. it was a good thing his reiatsu was undetectable, it was far too powerful for anyone to notice. it simply wasn't on their scale, there was no way for her to notice him. but he took precautions, just in case, constantly making sure that his reiatsu could never be detected.

next, he had quickly set off to gather as much information as he could. scanning through the networks, talking to the locals, and quickly figuring everything out from the welcoming center. he had been brought here by an unknown force, couldn't leave, and was meant to simply exist here. time had stopped back where he was, and he could roam freely here.

amazing, simply amazing. perhaps this could be a detour on his way to become a God. but also, why not become a God in two different worlds? he could do it, easily.]


Video;

[sousuke turned on the feed, smiling sheepishly at the camera. he had his hair neatly parted, his glasses on the edge of his nose and he pushed them up before speaking to the camera.]

Hello everyone. I would rather not start this like usual, since I'm new and everything, so I'll just say that so far this place seems to be a rather interesting setting. Everyone gathering from other worlds? Who would have thought that there was so many different spaces other than the ones that we have come to know.

Fascinating, truly. And it keeps me wondering what kind of people will show up here and just what their worlds are like.

So, can you tell me what the world you're from is like? I would love to hear it. Ah, and my name is Sousuke, by the way.

If you do not want to tell me about your world, then feel free to tell me anything on your mind, I'll listen. I am simply in a curious mood, I would like to get to know everyone here as soon as I can.
 
 
17 June 2018 @ 06:40 pm
i'm going to tell you a story, people of genessia. you may want to take a seat, this one is a little unnerving. it's a true story, after all.

many years ago, in genessia's earliest days, there was a young boy. it's a familiar story- he had his life uprooted, woke up in the bay, had strangers offer to help take care of him in a strange new world. but people kept disappearing on him, and he'd get shoved off from one person to another, too young to really fend for himself.

one day, the person who ended up with became someone very important to him, despite the coldness he had started feeling from repeatedly losing those around him. their smile lit up his face in return, and he wanted to do everything he could to keep them happy.

that is, until one day when he came home from his job a little early and witnessed something he shouldn't- his special person was a killer. and so, to keep him quiet, his special person killed him.

he tried to tell people, but no one believed him. the child, after all, had a habit of lying and playing pranks. they told him it wasn't funny, that it was mean to joke like that.

and he kept trying, so his special person killed him again.

and again.

and again.

finally, as his memories started to fade and he started to lose his sense of self, people were taking notice. they noticed something wrong with him when they would see him each morning, that his attitude had changed little by little.

but sure enough, those people who noticed seemed to disappear from genessia before they could solve the mystery.

but for some reason, his tormenter never did.

so he died, again.

and again.

and again.

that is until he didn't really know what he was doing, but there were things he never forgot- things he learned in genessia after arriving were things he couldn't seem to forget, and as he lost track of who he once was, he became something new.

a boy who couldn't be killed, a boy without memories left to give.

a boy who each morning saw the smiling faces of those who forgot who he was meant to be as they came outside to pick up their papers.

a boy whose memories told him the one thing that always made him happy, no matter what he went through.

a boy who cannot understand the anger within him for he cannot remember it, only pedaling and pedaling and remembering the one happiness that never quit on him.

the one thing he asks for. and yet people would kill him for a dislodged garden gnome, never seeking justice for whatever got him here, a man whose identity is long forgotten but the anger within will never subside.

again.

and again.

and again.

and to this day, he lives on, not knowing who he is beyond a singular moniker and a burning desire to receive tips:

the paperboy


[ ooc note: any and all of em's responses will be anon ]
 
 
[ Just for once, it's not your favorite troll Emerald kicking it off. Cassian's sitting in the audience of the Guardian Debates and well... It's all nice and good to hear what the candidates have to say, but what about the audience? Nothing like anonymity to loosen tongues. ]


ANON TIME

Want to discuss the debates? Bored of the debates? Just want to talk paperboy murder plans?

Here's the place to do it.

1. Stay anonymous. Break anon and your thread gets frozen
2. No other rules
 
 
15 June 2018 @ 08:03 pm
[When Kaoru first arrived he had paid attention to the hologram and was still somewhat baffled by it. But it made it obvious that they weren't at home anymore regardless, but he really had no way to get home, but yet... he had no clue as to what to do.

He's never really had to fend for himself before, he was used to certain things, he never worked a day in his life not counting that one summer where he helped out in part for a competition. But as he thought about it, the hologram did say about a place to head to. So probably the first place he was going to head to, even if it was to get his bearings a little more and set about getting work at least.

As he walked, he started to look around and it wasn't long before he was walking up to people.]


Excuse me, can I please have a moment of your time?

Text

[It was a few hours before Kaoru found the places he needed to go to and managed to stay in the commons for the time being. But there was one thing he figured he should ask the whole network since he figured out the basics of how this device works.]

How does one use the microwave? Sounds like a stupid question, but I have seriously never used one. I have heard of them, but this would be the first time I have had to use one. I've pressed buttons, but not sure what I am actually doing.

Wise advice from people who actually know will be of huge benefit.

Another question. Jobs... How did anyone decide what they were going to do here?
 
 
[ Everyone's TVs will flicker on and to the Genessia News Channel for a Live Special Report. The Show Host pops out from beneath the podium, a cool tenor voice coming straight from him as he addresses the camera. ]

Well heeeeello there everyone! We interrupt your day for a very special report! This is the hostess with the mostest, your favorite Show Host, here with the City Guardian Election Debate, coming at you LIVE! This debate's a little smaller than normal with two City Guardian positions being uncontested, so Genessia City and Fayren will both be sitting out this time around. Congratulations to their continuing Guardians, David Haller and Mavis Vermillion!

Before we get into things, I'd like to introduce our sponsors for the City Guardian Debates this summer: Schnee Company Welcoming Services and Paw Paws and Props. Paw Paws and Props: You bring your pet, we'll take ridiculous model-level pictures of them as superheroes, celebrities, sports players- you name it, we'll make your pet into a star. I got a photo of me with my pet the other day, take a look!

[ Yes, this broadcast is being interrupted by a photo of Show Host as Robin cheek-to-cheek with his caped crusader, Bat-Llama. The photo spins out of the way cartoon-style back to Show Host and starts the show! ]

We are broadcasting live from right here in Genessia City. Many folks are in attendance, including our very own GCPD who are here to monitor and keep the peace. Let's begin the live debate-slash-Q&A you've all been waiting for. Here's how it works: You all come up with questions to ask each of the Guardians, and each Guardian will have the opportunity to answer it to help you decide which of your candidates is the right one for your city. You can submit your questions via text to the CPU and it will beam them to our stage, or if you're here in the audience, head on up to the podium and ask in person! Now to introduce our candidates.

A huge fight is brewing in Attleton with fiery contenders! Dante Sparda: current deputy, suave musician, professional pizza-lover, and badass is our first candidate but don't think he's the only one here. His opponent is EXPLODING onto the stage with plans to be the very best, like no one ever was! Katsuki Bakugo is ready to tell Dante to get back and go! Who will Attleton choose to be its new hero!?

Attleton isn't the only hot-button topic around though. Everglade may send a chill down your spine, but things are getting ready to heat up as Lydia squares down with Hikaru Takeda. One's a passionate protector of undead rights, the other the entrusted as acting City Guardian. Who will Everglade choose to deal with the spooky task of trying to keep everyone happy as City Guardian!?

Last but never least, let's make some hoopla about the high-tech city that programmed its way into our hearts and shot them into the sky, Nova City! Nova City's got two candidates with us today. He's sexy, he's cute, and popular to boot, he's bitchin', great hair, we all love to stare: Gale Reinhardt! But don't let that great intro fool you, Android 17 used to be a park ranger, and our hearts are in his range now! ❤

So park yourself down, take a seat, and let's get started folks! Get into the town hall for this live debate, starting in 30 minutes! You've still got time to pop in, let's go, and don't forget to cast your votes this June 24th at the polls!

{ OOC NOTE: Anyone can reply to this post with a question they want to ask the potential City Guardians. Each City Guardian candidate is tasked with answering any question on this post. No candidate is required to, but lack of participation may affect public opinion of the candidate! Lack of any activity during the election season will disqualify your candidate, however.

On June 24th, the polls will officially go up and each character will be afforded one vote for each city. So if you play 5 characters, you will need to submit 5 IC vote choices; if you only play 1, then only that character will vote. This means you as the player are voting on your character's behalf because it's going to be in the OOC comm just so that we can include instructions. There will be further information at that time as well as a link to a "booklet" with candidate information. For now though, the debate is here! }
 
 
15 May 2018 @ 12:28 am
[Jaune is wearing his normal armor, looking at the phone uncertainly.]

Uhm, hi. To those I haven't met, which is probably a lot of people, I'm Jaune Arc. It's probably better if you don't know me... But, anyway, a couple of months ago I learned I could do something that can be used as healing, but it's more like quickstarting your own body to heal itself. I still need to practice and learn to control it as best as I can.

Basically, what I'm getting at is I have plenty of free time right now, and there's no risk to you if I practice healing, and I want to see how much I can do with it, so if you're ever injured, or you're sparring or something and don't want to worry about getting hurt, I-- I can help. Or whatever.

[Nailed it.]

Action (Various)

[Broke a leg? Stubbed your toe? Bleeding out from some bad life choices? Jaune might stop while sipping his ridiculously oversized coffee as soon as he sees you.]

Here, can I--?

[Regardless, he'll first ask for their permission unless they're unconscious.]
 
 
12 May 2018 @ 05:11 pm
A. Axiom Games
[ She wasn't here to play games most of the time. Which sounds very dramatic, but since she works here it's not surprising. Lately, however, she's been using downtime to slip away from the concessions stand and waste time playing a classic arcade game. To the point that she's actually got the top score. What can she say? She's got fast fingers.

She's probably going to get Johnny annoyed at her for actually finishing her games before running over to help people who want their food, but he puts up with a lot from her. What's one more thing? ]


Coming!

[ This is her second game she's attempting to top the list on, so she really wants to get it. Except there's some kid crying about how he's hungry and she loses concentration, groaning loudly and stomping back over while the parent looks less than amused. ]

B. Brand New Digs
[ Okay. Okay, she couldn't live with Johnny forever. She'd learned her lesson about roommates and letting herself get really close to anyone. And Johnny wasn't really someone to get close to anyway, even if he was nicer to her than he had any right to be despite that he wasn't getting anything beyond her letting him stare for up to 15 seconds without her commenting on it.

So she finally signed for keys at Clermont Apartments. Did she need that much space? No. But she liked it, and as long as she kept up with her trading thing, it was better to have the extra room anyway. She didn't really have much stuff, but she did need to go get her things from Johnny's and probably leave him a note or something. He did let her stay there for free after all. The least he deserves is a post-it.

She can't drive though, so she can be seen around town carrying a suitcase or a box or two of stuff back and forth. ]


C. Colosseum
[ She's done moping. Well, she isn't, but she's sick of moping at least, so she's decided to embark on one of the things that she does enjoy doing- beating the crap out of things. Catch her at the Colosseum fighting NPCs for the most part, using her three-part weapon. For those who aren't familiar, it's a pair of revolvers that transform into sickles which then transform into kusarigama with ridiculously (impossibly) long-range chains. How does she carry all that and still be that fast in a fight? Who knows. Why don't you ask?

Note: If your character wants to fight her and she's obviously outclassed, she's not going to. She'll forfeit the fight before she loses. If she's close and not quite strong enough, she'll probably cheat. She won't be holding back if your character is weaker though, so let me know if you want her to stop or not. She has no problem killing here, especially since it's the Attleton Colosseum and there's no penalty. ]
 
 
05 April 2018 @ 05:43 pm
1st half of the event - de-aging

action, everywhere but mostly Nova City

[ There's a lot of mayhem in the cities with all these de-aged pendant wearers running around but the dark-haired young teenager, looking 12 or 13, at the very most 14 years of age, with a soft pudgy face and hard eyes suited to someone far older, is good at looking like he belongs - though he vastly prefers Nova City to the other cities. He moves with purpose, sticking mostly to the grimier parts of town, to dark alleys and backstreets and sometimes even slipping into the sewers to move. He's good at not being seen when he doesn't want to be seen.

What can be seen is the results of his work. Robo police stumbling over tripwires connected to paint bombs while just going about their job, people finding themselves suddenly short their wallets after a kid stumbled into them. He loiters where he isn't welcome, picking quarrels with shopkeepers just for the sake of proving a point and won't stop until he is physically hauled onto the street. His single trip to Fayren ends in a disaster when he has a close and personal encounter with - gasp! - a horse! People expect him to ride it!

There are crude, vulgar graffitis mocking Palpatine and the Empire or depicting maimed or beheaded Stormtroopers, and once or twice walls even sport the spokes of the Separatists, though another similar symbol used by Festan anarchists is more common. There are even a few slogans mocking the planet of Mantooine.

Cassian Jeron Andor is 13 years old and he is angry at the world. He is also terrified but don't say that to his face. ]



anonymous text

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU SLEEMOS

this place sucks Hutt balls



2nd half of the event - personality split

action

[ Oh look, there's Cassian Andor, grown up again to regular shortness! You'll find him in Attleton once more, but something's distinctly different about him. He seems genuinely pleased to be pulled into chats, he can be seen literally taking the time to smell the flowers.

At the same time, in Genessia City, another Cassian Andor tucks a blaster into his belt and slides into a seedy bar, looking for the kind of "bounty hunting" work which won't be advertised on the Beacon Bounty Board. Don't get too close to him, or make him think in any other way that you're a threat. ]



voice

Here is Cassian Andor. I have been told I'm currently not myself. There is another me and I think he could pose a danger to people. Please be careful approaching him, I wouldn't want anyone to get hurt.
 
 
23 March 2018 @ 02:46 am
A riddle!

You come to a stop, in your newly purchased sports car, in front of a bus stop with four people who desperately need any transportation a soul can give them to drop them to their desired destinations. The problem is, the next bus scheduled to pass by will not be until the morning. It's also pouring rain.

The first person there is a heavily pregnant woman who looks as if she is in excruciating pain and on the verge of giving birth. She's pleading to be sent to any hospital or to at least be given assistance should she end up having to deliver on the sidewalk. Not an ideal situation.

The second person is a very young and very lost child crying and screaming at high volumes because they wandered away from their home. The child doesn't know where their home address is, but knows the full name of their parents.

Next to them is a surgeon. This doctor has with him his briefcase that contains all of his medical tools. He impatiently shares the time on his watch - drawing far too close for comfort. He needs to go to his hospital as soon as possible in order to perform a critical surgery.

The final person is someone who just wants to go home. But! It so happens that you know them. To you, that person is a dear close friend and the love of your life. Your desired future spouse. You adore this person. It's been a long time since you have both seen each other. You've wanted to reconnect and rebuild your relationship since your last meeting. You can't find a better opportunity to do that. If you don't take it, the chances are that you may not have that opportunity again.

Now! Keep in mind that the only helpful tool you can use in this situation is your leased highly attractive sports car in what you consider a striking color. It has the driver's seat, a single empty passenger seat and nothing else. It is poorly designed in that it doesn't have a functioning trunk for a human body. There are no communication devices on any of you and none within reach. The bus stop is located away from any public facilities and residences.

There is no one else on the road to help them but you.
What do you do?
 
 
[So someone has been busy, what with trying to figure out just which tasty candy supplier would be hit by a certain health nut with a bounty on their head, and figuring out that a certain skeleton is no longer among the population of Genessia?

The local murder child sees no reason to keep pretending to be a good kid anymore. And maybe they meant to make the audio post to the network, while they're waiting for "Berry", or maybe they didn't. Either way enjoy this eerily monotone voice that may sound familiar to those who know Chara.]


Guess I can stop playing pretend.

[And maybe feel pity for "Berry", because shit is going to go down.]
 
 
16 March 2018 @ 10:50 am
[Luna being Luna knows its a risk but she's hoping there are others like her.]

Does the name Hogwarts mean anything to anyone?
 
 
15 March 2018 @ 05:58 pm
[Johnny was making use of his in-home personal gym before making this post. So as he starts the feed up, he’s shirtless, a bit sweaty and panting heavily. Got to work hard to maintain a body as amazing as his. At least, he believe it to be amazing.]
So. I’ve been thinking about opening up a hotel attached to my Casino. I’ve been trying to think up some good names for it and I’d be open to suggestions.

The Gentle Emerald Hotel
Superdeluxeawesome Hotel
The Oasis Hotel
The Stargaze Hotel
Majestic Hotel & Spa
The Peaceful Winter Hotel
The Sexy Storm Hotel.

[He’s like, 90% not taking this seriously at all. Though he is curious as to what names some people might suggest.]

I think they’d all make for great hotel names, but let’s hear what you’ve got.
 
 
15 March 2018 @ 02:18 pm
[A pair of pale yellow eyes and messy white hair appear on the screen as Seth positions the camera. He doesn't do a lot of these things but he feels like he should say something competent. This video might not have the desired end result but he's trying.]

Hey, my names Seth Rim and I'm one of the two co-guardian's of Everglade. [He's kind of weirded out about that but he's moving past it.] I just want to assure everyone that we're doing what we can to keep things safe and running smoothly. We have patrols set and anyone is welcome to volunteer and help out.

I had an idea with all the vampire things lately and since it's a point in Everglade I'd like Torchwood or whoever to contact me. [He isn't sure if his idea will work so he doesn't mention the specifics.] If anyone needs help please feel free to contact the Guardian office.

As a PSA - I patrol Everglade often, on my off hours too, and don't mind getting a call to those who need help or an escort.

Thank you.

[Seth is very skilled at making it sound like he knows what he's talking about... except he doesn't. He just wants people to know that it's fine. Everything is fine.]

Private Texts )
 
 
 
15 March 2018 @ 12:30 pm
[It's been a while since Grell and the other kidnapped children were rescued. She kept mostly to her home, which is steadily being filled with new people. That's another story. Right now, Grell is well groomed and looks healthier than when she was rescued. Her usual lengthy hair is in a better state, as well as her physical appearance. She's gained back most of her muscle definition and her weight, but it's only been a week. Recovery is still going on.

That doesn't mean she can't make herself feel good by looking nice.

Standing in front of the Everglade Sherrif's Station, Grell stands in front of a podium equipped with a few microphones, not paying heed to the clicks of cameras or clamoring of questions thrown her way. They have every right to want answers, but not today. The speech she's about to make has been written and practices over and over, and today's the day to see how well it goes.]

Ladies and gentleman, thank you for coming. As there is an open investigation going on, I cannot go into further detail about the kidnappings nor the details of my absence in relation to them. That isn't why I'm standing before you, anyway. I'm standing here to announce my indefinite leave of absence as City Guardian of Everglade.

[She allows the clicks of cameras and murmurs to subside before continuing.]

I'm not fully recovered from the aforementioned ordeal, and returning to work before that wouldn't be a smart move. I can't put my full focus on this position if I'm to focus on my own health as well, and we're all aware of just how strenuous this job can be.

[A small smirk forms on her lips, because WOW is that an understatement.]

In my place, Seth Rim and Hikaru Takeda will act as co-guardians. Deputy Guardian Marco is officially terminated as of this moment. The paperwork for all of the above has been handed in and approved. I will still be available, although I'll be sticking to filing paperwork that needs attention most of the time. Any deputies Seth and Hikaru would like to appoint will be personally paid for by me in the case they are unable to work on a volunteer basis.

I'd like to thank everyone for their support and well wishes up until now. It's been an honor and pleasure to serve the public, and I will continue to do so as a regular citizen of this world.

[And with that, Grell turns to leave, ignoring the new barrage of inquiries. She's saving her patience for when Remilia contacts her. Surely Grell's gonna get an earful.]
 
 
14 March 2018 @ 11:50 am
[listen, she knows today is white day, but that isn't what's on her mind right now. she just needs to ask a simple, but powerful question.]

Would you do anything to get back home? Or is there a line that should not be crossed?

And, ultimately, who is content with just living here?