06 April 2016 @ 01:10 am
Who: Airy & OPEN
Where: Genessia Hospital
When: March 29th - April 3rd
What: After these happenings. She's in the hospital for a few days before being allowed to head home and some text's to friends.
Warnings: Talks of Blood and injuries.

[Airy doesn't remember the first 12 hours in the hospital which saves her from at least twelve hours of boredom. She isn't good at staying put and thinking about her kidnapping makes her head spin and then hurt. She can't have caffeine or anything else she enjoys because of the medicine they have her taking and the steady stream of blood being pumped into her arm. Her ankle and shoulder are bandaged but the painkillers stop them from hurting.

The worst part about painkillers is that they make it to hard to focus on things like reading or writing but it isn't enough to just knock her out and make her sleep. She ends up playing a lot of candy crush on her phone; after sending a few somewhat awkward texts to those she knew.

Her stomach rumbles and she drops her phone onto her abdomen as if that might make the insistent feeling go away. Airy really likes eating, specifically breakfast, and while the food here isn't awful it isn't very good either. She misses real food and that fact alone makes her sad.]


Text; OPEN

I'm bored. Anyone interested in talking? Or telling me a story? Any distraction?

Text's to specific people )
 
 
02 April 2016 @ 10:58 pm
Text;

What is there to do around here?

Action : Everglade @ Night

[The dirt curls beneath his paws as the rich smells of the earth fill his nose. This is what it means to be alive. Four paws thunder against the earth as the large wolf goes running through the thick mass of trees. The moon hangs like a silver sliver in the night sky, the scene of colored darkness falling like a vail overhead as if painted perfectly into place. Toby knew he was safe from other wolves without the full moon casting its light over the city that sat in peaceful darkness. There were other things that lurked in the night, but nothing that Toby feared. He’s stared down terror in the past and knew its name. This world was simply a fake replica of his nightmares.

His path brought him to the edge of the forest. He knew of the barrier that kept them here and had no interest in testing its validity.

Toby takes the chance to walk through town, seeing it with the keen eyes of a wolf. There were smells he hadn’t picked up before and he knew that it wouldn’t be so strange for a 230 lb wolf to go trotting through town while the curfew was in effect; most likely no would see him.]


Action: Every City @ Any Bar

[It doesn’t matter what time of day it is or what city that he finds himself in; Toby gravitates towards bars like a moth to fire. It is a shame that he can’t get drunk but that doesn’t stop him from trying. He usually finds a seat where he can keep an eye on the door and then orders a beer. He doesn’t say much, but instead listens in on the conversations happening around him.

The part of Toby that stands out is his height. Even while sitting, he casts a powerful shadow. His expression is tranquil while his gaze reflects a comfortable well-worn sadness.]
 
 
01 April 2016 @ 12:57 pm
There's a shot of the sky before the view reorients itself. Then, suddenly, there's a tanned face staring at the screen, looking surprised and annoyed all at the same time. What's strange however, is that the hairstyle looks eerily familiar, except for wild and said figure is decked out on an outfit probably more suited for a desert than his current environment. Not to mention... is that gold?

Surprisingly, though, he doesn't seem to be that out of place using the device. Probably from all that exposure to technology thanks to Yugi and the others.]


I'm fairly certain that this is not where I was supposed to be.

[ Because last he remembered, he was in Egypt, Ancient Egypt. Not... here, wherever here is.

Not to mention, if he wasn't trapped in the world of memories any longer, shouldn't- ]


And if anyone could tell me where Yugi Mutou is, it would be greatly appreciated.
 
 
01 April 2016 @ 11:40 am


Text; Invitation


You are invited to my Birthday Party!
I’m turning 16 and I want to celebrate with everyone.
@ Cat’s Eye Café
@ 2:00 pm

There will be Cake!


Action


[The Cat’s Eye has been closed for the party though all are welcome to come in. They don’t even need to know Sakura personally. Inside are pink and tan streamers draped along the walls with bright balloons tied to chairs and flowers placed as center pieces on tables. There are a few figures of the deputy guardian mixed in with the decorations thanks to Fai wanting to completely embarrass the birthday girl.

Despite turning 16 it looks more like a child’s party with the intent to have fun. There is pin the tail on the donkey set up, a piñata hanging in the corner that is in the shape of a flower, birthday cake and strawberry Jell-o.]


[ooc: feel free to make top posts and mingle. There are mostly sweets and snacks set out for people to eat and maybe a scavenger hunt later?? If I can think of something for that idea.]
 
 
16 March 2016 @ 04:16 pm
Wanted: Healer

Should be able to heal up an old injury and keep it from getting injured again. If you believe you can do such a place, then please let me know.

Also Wanted: Places where one can rent various costumes.

I am currently looking for a place due to work. I would appreciate it.


[Quick and easy. Simple, really. He just hoped that no one he knew would figure it out. However there was someone he figured he should get involved for obvious reasons of she would know about it not they had lost a coach, so he goes off anon and sends a text to someone else.]

[Private to Gou.]

Dear Gou-chan,

I need to speak to you about something and would like to meet in person.

Come alone to Sweet Treats as soon as possible.

Nagisa~
 
 
09 March 2016 @ 10:27 am
 


[Mewtwo appears before the network today after having put up numerous wanted posters around Fayren with an artist's sketch. The man in the poster features one grey eye, one blue eye, and shoulder-length brown hair. The posters also have a sizable reward listed for information regarding the apprehension of the individual. When appearing before his camera, he has a poster held up as well for the benefit of those outside of Fayren.]

As many Fayren residents have noticed, there have been Wanted Posters like this one posted throughout Fayren. This man is wanted in connection to the ongoing investigation into the group known as the Hands of Decay. I believe this man is primarily the reason why the Hands of Decay have been eluding efforts to apprehend them. He paid a bartender to spike the drinks of members of the guard. The bartender has been dealt with, and further incidents will not happen like that. However, the fact remains that the Hands of Decay had been able to receive information about the investigation and had taken steps to move unseen.

In addition to attempting to bring this man into custody, I have decided to change how the patrols are conducted. Those still interested in aiding in the investigation I request to contact me privately so as to receive new assignments.
 
 
--is supposed to allow me to speak with others?

[ The feed clicks on to show a red-headed teenager frowning at the camera, as if she isn't sure of how it's supposed to work or even if it's working at all. It's more than obvious that the clip of the first sentence is more musing to herself than anything though, as after a moment she sighs, more than a little groggy and frazzled at the moment. ]

I hope this works... I'm seeking the Schnee Company... Welcoming and Travel Services? But I do not know how to read maps -- I've never had the need for it before. I would be thankful for the aid of someone to lead me there, if possible.

[ Well, at least it's obvious she at least read through the pamphlets and listened to the hologram? Even if it's still pretty difficult for her to understand everything. ]
 
 
 
24 February 2016 @ 08:59 pm
Who: Airy Miller [personal profile] imaginationswoes, Nathan Drummond [profile] thelastdriud, Levy McGarden [personal profile] skilledwithwords, Sakura [personal profile] spitfireprincess, Kahlan [personal profile] hidden_truths, Richard Cypher [personal profile] trueseeker, Balthier [personal profile] askypirate, David Haller [personal profile] rulerofme, Terra Branford [personal profile] greenmagick, Arthrun Zala [personal profile] infinitejustice, Belle French [profile] namesmeansbeauty, Sousuke Yamazaki [personal profile] overexertion
[Let's hope I didn't forget anyone]

What: Events of February [Dates & Meetings]
When: February
Warnings: N/A

[Top posts within.]
 
 
09 February 2016 @ 04:43 pm
Audio;

[When Ib finally wakes up she’s very irritable. She kicks the end of the bed and then stands ignoring the fact that she’s in a hospital. She hates hospitals and she hadn’t been in one since the car accident where her parents passed away.

She bolts up from the bed and takes long strides from the room, her long dark hair flowing in messy waves behind her. She ignores everyone in the hospital flipping out her phone when she finally steps outside. She’s too annoyed to text like usual so she flicks the audio function holding the phone up to her ear.]


This is some sick joke right? We die and we have to come back to this place? In comparison, I was very happy being dead.

[She remembers the last few moments before she died and then white. Dying isn’t an unpleasant feeling but it certainly opens her eyes as to where her priorities are.]

Action;

[ooc: She's walking through Genessia taking long grumpy strides. Feel free to run into her.]
 
 
08 February 2016 @ 11:05 pm
(Mark, upon waking, immediately fumbles for the device he remembers from the last time he was in this place and grins as it turns on and sets it on video.

He was getting good at figuring these things out.

But something is wrong. Mark looks much thinner than he did the last time he had woken up in the docks and he definitely looks as if he's been in a fight due to the wound due to the faceplate on his helmet shattering and causing a gash on his forehead - but if he was in better mood he would really just laugh, crack some lame joke, and explain the HAB just breached and the whole incident almost killed him.

Basically? The HAB kicked his ass out of being past retirement age.

Of course the joke wouldn't reach his eyes which seem...much more serious and filled with less light than they had been before.)


Well, guys. Looks like I somehow made it back. Thank you space gods. I was definitely dreading having to clean up and put the HAB back together again...there was a lotta crap NASA had to send and all.

And sleeping in the rover sucks...even with the bonus of waking up here my back hurts.

(Of course, he was more or less dreading having to discover what the incident did to his potato crop.

He wonders if Rick is still around. He could at least tell his friend who mentioned the idea that he tried.)


For anyone who doesn't know...I'm Mark Watney. Hi. I'm supposed to be some guy who ended up dying on Mars, but as you can see...those reports were horribly exaggerated.

(Mark finds herself lying back down into the box. After being tossed around like a rag doll and having to body slam the airlock what felt like a few thousand times after that - he's definitely more than fine with the idea of not moving out of the box right away.)

Looks like nothing's changed much so far. Tell me, I'm right, will ya?
 
 
Private Action )

[Video]

[When he shows on screen, he looks a little annoyed, if not a little humiliated, managing only a very slight smirk this time around. Anyone who was familiar with his appearance would possibly notice the purple lines on his neck instead of their normal blue. He lets out a quiet sigh, while a german shepherd puppy occasionally jumps into the feed.]

Well, I sure as hell screwed that up, didn't I? Hope I didn't miss anything exciting while I was gone.

So, uh. Please tell me someone got out of that Loci's Wabe place in one piece. [He pauses.]

And please tell me they've got my mask too. I kind of need that, and I really don't want to have to go back in there to retrieve it.


[Action]

[Later on, Gale decides to take a bit of a gamble, one he desperately hopes will pay off. He decided to make another trip to Fayren, in hopes of perhaps encountering a mage that would possibly help him with his current problem. His body was moving and reacting slower than normal, and he couldn't let that get any worse. He understood the potential difficulty in this endeavor- with the Hands of Decay problem, mages might not want anything to do with outsiders seeking their aid, but maybe if he displayed a little magic himself and offered to help whoever was going to lead the charge against them, he might get somewhere.

For now, he was just sticking out like a sore thumb in Fayren, looking around the area and seeming more than a little uncomfortable. He knows he's no where near Loci's Wabe, but he couldn't help but feel a little nervous about being in Fayren again so soon.]


 
 
05 February 2016 @ 12:07 am
WHO: Koishi and her visitors
WHAT: Revival after getting eaten
WHERE: Genessia Hospital
WHEN: Feb 9th
WARNINGS: Sad

The white light was peaceful. Bright, but overall pleasant. She didn't hurt. She didn't fear. She didn't need. It was like floating in warm, tranquil water. She knew what she wanted to give up, but this was a feeling she wasn't quite ready to abandon. Just a bit longer, then she would return. Satori was waiting for her.

So Why Do I Feel? )

(ooc: Satori or Mewtwo will likely be present in the room for all visitors)
 
 
Current Location: Hospital
Current Mood: Shame
 
 
[There's a faint click as the video feed initializes. Richard looks toward the camera with a weary and troubled expression.]

One of the shards we were told about fell in an area of the Fayren forest the locals call Loci's Wabe. We were warned about the dangers of the Wabe, but the shard was more important. [His frown deepens as he nears the point of his broadcast.]

Five others entered the Wabe with me: Koishi Komeiji, Gale Reinhardt, Yugi Mutou, Ib, and Rydia. The creature that dwelled there, and the reason the locals tried to warn us away, played...tricks with the mind. I was able to resist...barely, but I wasn't fast enough.

[He looks away from the camera for a moment before continuing.] If these people were your friends, I'm deeply sorry. I wasn't fast enough to save them.

[he clenches his jaw and takes a steadying breath before finishing his report.]

Know that the beast has been defeated and the shard recovered. They did not die in vain. [A pause.] I searched the area and collected what I could find of theirs. I wasn't going to leave it in some forgotten glade to be looted. If...you would like to claim them, please let me know. I would rather they be handed to loved ones than left to rust or collect dust.
 
 
31 January 2016 @ 03:59 pm
[Video; Public]

[Sun starts the video feed up.]

Alright. So I thought it might be a good idea to advertise my business. In Fayren, I have a business called Under The Sun Retrievals. People around Fayren put in requests for things from the forest like certain flowers or herbs or other types of ingredients for whatever they want them for. Butchers have asked me to hunt and bring them certain animals for the meat, as well. I’ve had to get fur, claw and horn clippings, scales and other stuff too.

Basically I get asked to get a lot of stuff. And I get enough requests that I am able to start up this full fledged business. So I’m looking to hire on some help. I’ve got 2 position open for Beast Hunters, basically handling any job that requires going after any living creature. And 2 open for Herb Hunters, basically going after vegetation and the like. I have a single spot open for anyone that can do both.

Anyway, if this sort of work interests you, let me know!


Private to Natsu, Lucy and HoD Investigators  )



[Action to RWBY House]

[Sun felt like doing something nice for his housemates. On his way home he stopped at a place and got a bunch of takeout for everyone. He picked up different dishes so there would be a variety of things to choose from. Anything left over would probably go into the fridge.

He'd already prepared himself a plate and was sitting at the counter top eating.]
 
 
19 January 2016 @ 07:22 pm
[It had been a few days since Dracula's army marched on the Mayor's office, held it for a night, and simply retreated back into his castle. During that time, things seemed to be business as usual, with the exception of the Mayor drafting up some new legislation. He did not, however, seem to be under duress or under any kind of ensorcelment to the naked eye. He was enthralled, yes, but it was a far more subtle thing than simple enchantments. Today however, he came to the public over the air waves in a fairly standard press conference setup.]

"As many of you know, some time ago, Lord Vlad Tepes of Castlevania came to the Mayor's office of Everglade with his army in tow. What may not be common knowledge, however, is the nature of the visit. The army was not leading an invasion, but rather offering their support to this office. For too long, the Mayor's office has been subject to the whims of a Guardian elected by those who have no direct interest or standing within the cities. This is our home, and rather than consider our needs, they have placed their own agendas above the safety of these cities."

[He pauses to clear his throat, a look of resolve settling in his face.]

"Some time ago, there was a crack in the barrier protecting Everglade. Since then, the Guardians have done little to repair, the previous one actively working to degrade it. For the benefit of those with the pendants, the Everglade barrier requires fear to function. In Theodore Satchel's attempts to change the very nature of Everglade, he did more harm to the barrier than good. It is for this reason that I am thrilled to have the support of Lord Tepes and his army as I institute a policy that should help return the barrier to its rightful state.

"As of sunset tonight, any human that is outside their dwellings waives all legal rights. The creatures of the night will be given full reign over any outside past this curfew. No exceptions. Once again, I wish to thank Lord Tepes for liberating this office from the control of the Guardians."

[From his throne, Dracula smirked, keeping an eye on the post so as to relish in the reactions this would undoubtedly cause.]
 
 
19 January 2016 @ 02:30 am
[As the video feed clicks on, a perturbed Richard is seen, clearly annoyed with his communicator as its not positioned correctly and he has something important to say.]

Good morning. I haven't met many of you, and for that I apologize. My name is Richard Cypher and, for the foreseeable future, I call Fayren my home, as many others of you do as well.

[He takes a breath. He's clearly angry, but he's keeping it under control.]

Of the five cities, this is most like my home, and the recent events detailed in the...newspaper put into perspective how right I initially was with that comparison. [His jaw clenches for just a moment before he continues, his tone even and controlled.] In my world, there is a man who would rule all the lands. His name is Darken Rahl. He uses a lot of different tactics to get his way, but one of them is making the people believe that his way is the right way. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that letter from this "Hands of Decay" was a missive from him.

[He sets his jaw in a firm line.]

It's possible this man who was found dead launched the attack on Fayren, and it's possible that man was a wizard, but I've seen no signs of oppression in Fayren in the time I've been here except from this elusive group who seems to believe all magic is to blame for anything that goes wrong and should be eliminated. Magic doesn't work that way. Magic is a tool, and tools are only dangerous if they're used incorrectly. Magic doesn't have intent, it simply...is. Men have evil in their hearts, but many have more good than evil.

If anyone needs to be removed from Fayren, it's the Hands of Decay, because they would dictate how all men should live, and that isn't freedom, no matter what they call it. No one should have to live in fear of what they are, or what they can do, or worry that advertising their abilities could lead to their persecution.

I don't know how long this has been going on, but I think it's been long enough. Whatever information you have that could help stop them, I'd love to hear it.

[He pauses. He's not used to long speeches, and now he's not really certain how to close it.]

I appreciate any help you can provide. Thank you for your time.

[And he reaches out to disable the feed.]
 
 
18 January 2016 @ 09:22 pm
Intro
[After dealing with the Red Claw and now without a job, Troy decided to take a week off, get a break and focused on training hard to keep his skills sharp. The mission made him realize how outgunned and alone he is in this world without the Consortium on his side. While he doesn't think the friends and allies he made here wouldn't have his back when shit hits the fan, it was just easier for him to long for the familiar. But it wasn't something that Troy really dwells on too long. He's alive, he's well, and tired as hell from all that training so that's something that calls for a celebration. Riding his motorcycle and wearing his power armor, Troy drops by a bar somewhere in Genessia.]

Video/Action; Public
[After having a few beers and being bored since he can't get drunk anyway, Troy decided to try out the network and really put himself out there. He's been in this world for months now, and he feels he hasn't met a lot of people yet. Well this is a good chance to meet some! Firing up his new communicator, he starts to make a public video broadcast. His face shows up on screen with a brow slightly raised, wearing some fancy-ass leather jacket over shirt. His Genessia necklace hangs on his neck]

Alright. Hey guys, Troy Dantes here. So I was just thinking how I don't really know a lot of people in this world despite having been here for months now, and I thought why not for once use this network for something useful. Brief intro: I used the the Deputy Guardian for Nova City before the new boss rolled in recently, and my job before all of this wasn't too far from that. I was an agent for a independent paramilitary group, some would call me a soldier, but let's keep it as "agent".

[He shrugs, smiling a little]

Anyhow, if you're one of us who's been here for a lot longer than I am or new arrival listenin' in, I'd like to invite you for some drinks. It's my treat. Oh, and you younger folks only get soda or something. But, if you can't go outside or think bars are a wretched hive of scum and villainy, that's cool. Since I'm bored you can just ask me anything! Any sort of question. Whether Genessia related or something silly, just don't try too hard with edgy questions. Don't be that guy.

Action; Private to Aqua
Read more... )
 
 
18 January 2016 @ 01:32 am
[Azalea sighs as she reads the paper about the recent overnight monster attack. Then she becomes enraged when she reads the note from the Hands of Decay. To her, it almost seems like a hidden confession that they were the ones who perpetrated it. The timing was just too perfect.]

So these "Hands of Decay" are trying to convince everyone that the monster attack is the work of a mage. Do they have any proof? How do we know this attack wasn't committed by the Hands of Decay themselves? I'm more likely to believe this whole charade was orchestrated by them than any other story.

And even if the attack was committed by a lone mage? You can't condemn a whole group just for one person's actions! Isn't it also strange that they're only targeting mages within Fayren? I don't understand what they're trying to accomplish here.

If these attacks are going to continue at night, then perhaps I should begin patrolling at night. I can stay out of sight by staying off the ground.
 
 
Current Mood: aggravated
 
 
12 January 2016 @ 03:53 pm
[The video turns on to show a young, red-haired girl who looks more curious than anything. Judging by the scenery in the background, she's wandering around Genessia. There's no point sitting around and moping! She scratches the back of her head with a sheepish smile as she addresses the feed.]

So I guess I'm stuck here, huh? [At least she's got that figured out.]

I'm Yuna Yuki, member of the Sanshu Middle School hero Club!

[She pauses for a moment, but still looks more or less calm. She's definitely wants to get home and is worried about her friends, but...there's other people trapped here too.] I guess since I'm here and there's no way back home right now, I should probably find something to do.

Does anyone need help with anything? Rehoming kittens, cleaning up a park? As a member of the Hero Club, it's my duty to help people in need!