[Action]

[She remembers falling asleep on the couch of the Wright Anything Agency. She and Apollo had been studying notes for a case since that afternoon, it was well into the night and he'd passed out moments before she did.

Where she woke up reminds her more of the Space Center, but she would recognize if she were there. No, this is an entirely different place, and judging by the weight on her chest she'll have a panic attack if she doesn't...no, no, that's a box. Phew!

Box added to court record!

Okay, a pamphlet, a walkie-talkie and a necklace...and according to the pamphlet she has to wear it.]

This could get complicated. I can't exactly stuff Widget into my pocket...

[Video]

[Eventually, she does put the necklace on, trying to keep it from tangling with Widget's cord. Soon she has the video function working, and is making her first attempt to communicate with this place.]

Er, hi! My name's Athena Cykes, and I'm a defense attorney. I'm new here, so...I guess I need to find a place to live, and a job. Where's the law office in Genessia? I don't have my portfolio with me, but I can write one up!

[A. VIDEO: invitation to spa]

[In the comfort of her own home, Grell sits in her home office while her cleaning robot....cleans, roomba style, while dusting and playing some classical music, all the while in the background.]

While this may not be an opportune time, I'd like to invite anyone willing to the spa here at Heaven's Court. It's entirely my treat, as we're all in need of pampering at times. Deluxe treatments are at an extra cost, which I'll not be covering, but would highly recommend.

My offer stands for today and tomorrow.

[B. At the spa]

[Grell is getting the deluxe treatment: manicure, pedicure, and occasionally fed grapes while lounging in a leather chair. Her hair is already cleaned and dried, so it looks exceptionally glossy. Who else opted for the deluxe treatment?]


[C. Different day: After Life]

Choose: On duty, off duty, on the way to work, bump into Grell any time!


[D. Different Different day: Making a racket]

[So a redhead walks into the dry cleaners one day, and walks up to the counter. While she has a light smile on her face, the middle aged gentleman doesn't look as pleased to see her. It's just before closing, and Grell is wearing her usual work attire, and not a single thing to give in for cleaning in her hands.

Once she's close enough, Grell places her palms on the counter and leans a bit forward before speaking.]

Did you listen to the message I left? I'd hate to have to leave another.

[The man just grits his teeth, debating on talking back to her, but thinks better and just nods.]

Good! [Grell straightens her posture and grins, placing a hand on her waist.] Then what are you waiting for?

[The bell signaling the door has been opened by someone coming in sounds off.]

Don't keep a girl waiting~! [Grell looks over her shoulder to see who came through the door.]


[E. Same Day?? Different Place!]

[On an empty wall, there is what appears to be a message written in blood. It isn't really blood, but it's damn near close to it! It appeared one fine morning! The message simply says:

WELCOME BACK ESPIO

Anyone is able to see this message, and it easily washes off with water.]


[F. Wildcard: Choose Your Own Adventure!]

Go Wild!!

 [There was a cake in Conan's room.

It had arrived by surprise, with no explanation on why it was there, and no evidence on how it had arrived there,

Conan was not very fond of surprises.]

Somebody broke into my room and left a cake there. Does anyone know why?

[since robin has been around for a few days she has already gotten a grasp of this place. she had been asking certain questions to the right kind of people- but now she wanted to address everyone entirely.]

Hello everyone- I suppose I'll start this off with an introduction. My name is Robin, I was a tactician for a group called the Shepherds back home. I won't be asking very much about this place- I luckily gained all the knowledge I really needed from that girl back at the bay. [ty based hologram.]

However, I still have a few inquiries. How many of you were aware of the Outrealms before initially coming to this place? I believe the worlds out there are just other forms of Outrealms, if my terminology is confusing that is.

And.... I suppose I am curious about the timeline involved in this sort of place. I understand there are those that have come back from the dead here- which only leads me to believe that this space is working with time completely differently. Perhaps it reverses time for those that have passed-? ....Just a theory, really, I don't mean to become too much of a downer.

One last thing- I hear there are weapons here that don't break after a certain amount of use? Fascinating, I must know the secret, I would love to strengthen my Levin Sword and tomes that I have with me.

WHO: Elize & Milla mainly. Open to others, but will threadjack when necessary.
WHAT: Xillia girls day out
WHERE: Clothing, jewelry, home decor stores and diners all over Genessia.

[On a average unassuming morning in the Oak Gardens apartment where the Xillia gang resides, the resident "princess type" happily skips over to her other gal pal who may or may not be doing anything important. With her special dolls, Teepo, in tow, Elize presents a couple of shopping catalogs to Milla.]

"Milla, look at this! A lot of stores in Genessia have a lot of neat things in stock. I think this is the perfect chance for us to go shopping and have a day just to ourselves."


"A girls day out and Teepo, if you will! C'mon! It'll be fun!"

[Elize holds out the catalogs for Milla to look at for herself while the girl and her doll both eagerly hope she will say yes.]

( Action; in which she is freaking the hell out about waking up here )

[ VIDEO pretend this was posted around noon today. ]

[ You know what's the best way to distract this engineer and make her forget that she's kidnapped here? The phone after she's done reading the pamphlet after finally finding it. And eventually she looks completely amazed by the Weiss Hologram. ]

Hee, that's amazing... How is that even possible? [Yeah okay, she's spacing out, give her a moment here to remember that she's already on video.] This place is incredible...

[ She's holding some map brochures on one hand and after a while she seems to shake off the amazement for now, when she turns to smile cheerfully on the video. ]

Hello! My name is Winry Rockbell, I'm an automail engineer from a place called Amestris. This place sounds safer than home, so I guess starting my own business for prostheses would be kind of -- [ she doesn't finish that, instead she flails her hands a bit, looking sheepish for a moment.] I mean, don't get me wrong! It's great if most people don't need them, but it was obviously my first idea for a job! But that leaves me with options like engineering and baking... So maybe you can let me know if you know anyone, who'd hire for those? I'd really appreciate it.

]Time is money even though it's Sunday. But that's that, let's move on to an entirely different topic.]

So hey, since we all come from different worlds... [It's still a weird thought and she's not even sure if anyone can see this.] What kind of world did you live in before you got here? Any cool machines? Was waking up here like jumping to the future or like going back to the past to you?

[ If her reaction to seeing the hologram isn't enought to tell it, she's from far away from the past compared to well, this. ]

Anyway, if this place called Nova City actually really exists [yes, she sounds very sceptical about it because wow what even??], it's the first thing I want to see!

So I'll be there -- or on my way there -- if anyone wants to meet outside tiny video screens, it's not like I'll mind having company. Let's try to get along while we're all stuck here, right~? Have a nice day, everyone~!

[ She gives a laugh, that sounds more like giggling, and waves with a hand before this video is over. Yes, she is Ed's mechanic, why would anyone ever doubt that?? Also yes, feel free to run into her right after that video too now when she's not freaking out anymore. ]

Got it. [the camera pans out from the Invasion of Irritated Golden Eyes to reveal the kid's face. two lines of blood are cut across both cheeks, completely symmetrical, but he pays them no mind]

Alright, listen up. Whatever chump tossed me in this place--and I got a goooood, long list o' suspects--I'm gonna find you.

[he pulls the phone back JUST to jab a metal finger at the screen]

An' then I'm gonna kick your ass!

To everyone else--[he shoots off a half-assed, two-fingered wave] Hey. I'm Edward Elric, an' I guess I'm stuck with you for now. Looks like I'll be lookin' for another group t' sell myself to, so if you need an alchemist, lemme know.

[he stares down the camera like he's got an entire raging rant coming...then wilts with a sigh. a hand goes to his head, and he mutters:] Dammit, this blows. Talk about shit timing.

( ACTION; run into Ed here~ )

Who: Open!
What: Nova City Carnival!
Where: Nova City
When: Monday, March 7th - Sunday, March 13th
Warnings: N/A






( Carnival! )

This is Armin Arlert, acting CEO of the Schnee Company. I'd like to announce the grand opening of our new Fayren Branch, located at [address], near the archway entrance. We at the Schnee Company work to provide information and services to help newcomers to Fayren adjust to a more traditional technology level, travel services, help finding housing and employment within the city, basic maintenance of city events and planning, as well as travel planning and assistance with public transportation services. A subsidiary of the welcoming branch and headquarters in Genessia, this branch of Schnee Company focuses on Fayren-relevant services. We also offers workshops on horseback riding, agriculture, magic, and more in addition to our usual services.

In addition, I'd like to announce some openings within the company. We have an HR position available, as well as several security, receptionist, and maintenance positions to fill at all three of our branches. In addition, we have several Fayren-specific positions available for workshop leaders for the topics mentioned above.

( positions available )

If you have any questions, or if you would like to apply for a position, please contact me.

( Check out these losers. )

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[When the feed turns on, the first to be seen is a silver-haired man. He nods once he has the device working, then puts it down in order for his other companions to be seen as well. Joining him is a woman with long, wavy hair, and a man with a rather stylish coat. Ludger is standing between the two of them, his arms crossed as he exchanges glances with them before speaking up.]

We have some questions for everyone out there. Just the basics, mostly, but we were wondering about certain jobs, and food- [That’s when the woman seemed to poke her head in.] Yes please! I’m starving over here! [Milla… You don’t need to eat anymore. Why this?]

...Right. So I- [Ludger tried to start again, but was interrupted once more.]

Hey, Ludger, why don’t you let me make an introduction? The name’s Alvin, and I’m a mercenary. Don’t let the title discourage you. Mercenary business isn’t always pretty work, but that’s why there are people like me to do the job for you.. [Smiles his most amicable smile. You need money to eat food Milla.] Oh right… I suppose money is necessary for food…

[Ludger groans at the two, since they were interrupting him. He tries once again.]

Ah. I guess I did forget introductions. I’m Ludger, and this here is Milla. Like I was saying before…. I’m looking for a restaurant that will take me, and also a place for mercenary work. And…. [As for Milla… well….] ….just those two things, for now.

Ludger…. Fooood [Milla’s stomach is complaining.] Let me see that.

[After a moment, you’ll see a close up of the woman. Milla, this isn’t that hard to work…]

Hey! Somebody has to have a job for us to do and a good place to eat. [..... Is this working.] Hello?!

[And suddenly the feed cut off. Good job, Milla. +A on technology. You earned a “You Tried” sticker.]

[OOC: The action is mostly the three of them, but everyone is open to comment on the video feed itself. Let us know if you have anyone you’d like to tag directly, otherwise we will probably threadjack as needed.

Also, for post reference, Milla is this color. Alvin’s dialogue will be this color. And last but not least, Ludger is this color! :D]

[When the feed turns on, Ozpin can be seen sitting at a desk, his coffee mug very carefully placed so that the Beacon emblem features prominently in the foreground.]

Greetings, citizens of Genessia. My name, for those of you who are unfamiliar with me, is Ozpin. I am the headmaster of a Hunter training academy in the world of Remnant called Beacon. Tonight, I would like to discuss something that, in light of recent coverage in the newspapers needs to be addressed.

In the latest issue of the newspaper, there was a story claiming that a "monkey-man" was stealing food, and various other items while making various claims as to animalistic tendencies and even crass accusations that the culprit would stoop so low as to use excrement as a weapon.

I would like to take this opportunity to clarify something. These accusations and insinuations are baseless and false. I can also assure all citizens of this place that the charges of theft are widely blown out of proportion.

In my world there exist a people who happen to have animal-like features. Feline ears, tails, horns, etc. However, this does not make them any less people. In Remnant, they have been subjected to subjugation, oppression, and denied basic civil liberties for the sheer crime of having been born different. If a Faunus were to take steps to hide the features that set them apart as Faunus, there would be no other distinction that would make them seem different. In fact, there have been several cases where a Faunus has indeed hidden their ears, tails, or wore contacts to disguise their eyes, and led normal lives as humans.

But I ask you this. Why should they have to? When they have done nothing wrong, why should they be the subject of discrimination and hatred based solely on their appearance? For something they cannot choose for themselves? Should we then be placing taxes on people based on hair color? Height? Dominant hand? When this sort of mentality is allowed to take root, both sides suffer. Faunus have consistently shown themselves to be just as resourceful and beneficial to society as a whole as any human. I for one count myself lucky to have befriended many, and believe my life richer for the experience.

I will be answering any questions you may or may not have, so please, feel free to voice concerns or other questions. I will be more than happy to answer these questions.

Last week, concerns were expressed in the local newspaper that the weather might be too wet and gloomy for a charm quest. But those concerns were way off.

It was too wet and hellishly windy. Hopefully everyone dressed warm!

At the foot of the mountain, Imelda's tent looked like it was going to be blown away at any moment. The tethers that held it down creaked ominously, and the tent itself leaned hard with the howling winds that whipped at the cheap canvas and gaudy trappings. Even Imelda was starting to get a headache with her little bells and chimes clanging noisily non-stop. But a job was a job, and the fortune teller had to at least look like she'd expected this.

She hadn't, but that was beside the point.

Imelda huddled in front of her crystal ball, her wide shoulders buried in silks and furs. A portable heater was fastened under her table to keep her slipper-clad feet warm as she waited for the participants to approach. Ten men, ten women. It was almost like fate! Except one of the men was technically a robot, but he had 'Man' as part of his name, so it totally counts.

"Come come, children, hurry in! One person at a time! --No, not you ladies, stay out there." Bitch. "Come, and I will tell you the name of your soulmate who will guide you unharmed to the top of the mountain!" Or just whoever she decided to secretly ship that person with.

[OOC: Two threads below! One is for getting your partner assigned, one is for actually scaling the mountain. Each pair starts at a different point, and will be warped there after consulting with Imelda. Unless I really am psychic, no one is matched with their soulmate. Imelda sucks. But you have an opportunity to get a charm if you either A. Find your true ship which will result in a clear path and no monsters at all, or B. Fight to the top, defeat all the monsters, and kiss your partner like whoa. Some of you may get a boss fight if you say you're okay with one, but it's not guaranteed. Players can otherwise NPC the monsters and obstacles they face. Those who succeed each get an Everglade charm. Only those who signed up for the quest are allowed to participate, but anyone is welcome to show up and cheer/jeer on their favorite "couples". Those who would rather stay at home and watch the events on TV may do so, as it will be televised.]

WHO: Alvin, Milla Maxwell, and Yang Xiao Long
WHAT: Yang and some goons are stealing new toys for Bison's grand empire. Oh noooooooooooooooo! Milla steps in to say 'bitch plz' and I don't know what Alvin's doing there. Probably being a loser.
WHEN: The magical realm of backdated stuff.
WHERE: Nova City - Lasers and Phasers

( Yeah, just do it, and after you do STUFF WILL BE YOOOUUUURS )

[Milla and Alvin. Although on different calls, you will both receive the same message.]

You said you were a mercenary, right? I have a job for you.

WHO: Captain Hammer and his invited guests (i.e. no villains allowed unless you want to get Hammered)
WHAT: Hammer's rented a glitzy clubhouse for the New Year's Eve party, as a means of cementing the bonds between Genessia's true heroes, sidekicks, and fans. Time to show off those party dresses! There's food, music, and fireworks once the clock strikes twelve.
WHEN: December 31st, 2013 - 8pm and past midnight into January 1st, 2014 (forward-dated)
WHERE: Regency Apartments Clubhouse - Genessia City
NOTES: Mingle freely! If you want a specific type of thread, such as 'snack table' or 'dancing', feel free to start one up! I don't want to limit people.

( Five! Four! Three! Two! One! )

[People of Genessia. You wake up to this dashing face on your phone this morning. He's just kind of sitting on the edge of his little pod in the Bay.]

Jeez. Go figure you get a fancy pod like that and the first thing they cheap out on is the bed. Anyone else have a weird pain in their shoulder when they woke up?

Anyways, read the pamphlet, nice touch by the way, and figures I should get right down to business.

The names Alvin, Back where I'm from I'm a mercenary. I figure i'll just keep doing that here, so if you have any jobs that need to be done, just give me a call and they'll be done. For the right price of course.

[OOC: So this here post can be used for quick 'Character X got Character Y a new pair of _______________ for the holidays' lists, or play out the giving, or whatever. You can RP it out, just make note of it, or even post your own thing outside of this list if you prefer! HOORAY FOR PRESENTS!]