[the video is clicked on, set on a stump beside an almost fully made tree house and he's decked out in a little something like this]

Yo. Anyone want to go dungeon crawling with me? I'll even let you pick the where. [drops one of the pistols against his shoulder and points the other one at the Yorkie sitting at attention near his ankles]

It's Mr. Biggles' day to go out though so it's going to get pretty intense. No weenies allowed.

If you want to, I'll be waiting. [tips hat]

[and so he will be, either by the tree house overlooking the ocean or by the dungeon itself teaching Mr. Biggles to dance for a sausage bit]

Who: You! Anyone and everyone is welcome to come!
What: A Festival of Fireflies with games, food, rides and more!
Where: Genessia
When: August 15th-20th. Starting at 7pm
Warnings: Be sure to warn in your threads appropriately.


[The gates are open and the air is filled with the sound of music. Whether you're a reveler, a vendor or anything in between-- come and enjoy the festival!

The Firefly Masquerade post is here]

[ When the video turns on, it shows Sasuke not wearing his headband but instead wearing some casual clothes (with a very open-necked top). He's scowling, but considering what's normal for him it's nothing unusual.

What might be unusual is his unwillingness to look at the camera, or the clear hesitance with which he speaks. ]

I need work. I was what some might consider a soldier before, but I am willing to take on different kinds of work as well if there's no combat-oriented work available.

[ He cuts off the feed there. It was a lot easier when the village assigned missions rather than him actually having to ask... ]

[Video]

[This technology is strange to him, though with enough ingenuity he's figured out the basics of it, at least to know the difference between video, audio, and text at least. And that's all that matters to him at this particular moment. But he sighs softly to himself as he pushes the button, putting on his best smile to at least try and make it look like he's not irritated to be somewhere that's not where he should be at this point. Second time he's been denied the afterlife now and that's really not cool.]

I listened and read the information that I could, but I have one important question. Has anyone here ever been pulled from death? As in they are very much and should absolutely be dead and yet they aren't and with no signs of the fact?

I know it sounds like a strange question, but any answers would be appreciated to that extent. The dead should not be walking and it is... disconcerting to be in such a state. [Really, he's just glad he's not being controlled this time, jeeze.]

[Action for around Genessia city]

[If anyone cares to run into him in person, it's probably easy to spot him being out of place in his outfit that looks far more at place in some kind of Japanese flick or something equally as ridiculous. But either way the tiny teenager at about 5'1" is wandering around the streets, seeming absolutely intrigued by the giant buildings and cars on the streets.

Yeah, it's obvious he's never seen such a thing as this and he's looking more like a tourist than anything else. But he's also moving from the street to any trees or smaller buildings with relative ease, just to get better vantage points which totally doesn't look out of place or anything.

The master of stealth, this kid.]

[Ace is standing on the street, holding the handle of a wagon he's procured from somewhere]

Yo.

So I did some checking and the Puppy Prison is just a name. It's not really that free a place but I think maybe dogs would feel better having a home of their own and friendly faces-- so if you know of any roaming free or were keeping some and didn't know what to do with them, let me know and I'll pick them up.

I'll take your dogs too if you want, Coby. You're a good guy for taking them in but I was just messing with your head and seeing if you would do it. You're not supposed to be that good of a Marine you know. It's gross. [said all with a flat inflection]

Otherwise contact me any time day or night.

[waves at the camera and cuts the feed]

[Ace can be found in every city, picking up dogs to put in his wagon or the dogs following at his heels. He doesn't seem in the best of moods but he's not apparently angry either so that's a good sign, isn't it?]

[Video]

[She had arrived earlier and stumbled (and fumbled) her way to the common housing to find her room and privately freak out. First the war, now this strange new place and its technology. To be honest though, she's really spent most of her time trying her best to figure it all out so she wouldn't make quite such a fool of herself.

It's a little early into the evening, not quite night but still the sunset isn't entirely over with, when Hinata fumbles the video on just outside of the Genessia Commonspace. She does her best to smile.]

Hello, everyone. Um, I... I suppose it's the proper thing to do, introducing yourself when you first arrive here? So... So my name is Hinata, and I arrived earlier. I won't ask if...if there's a way to go home, since I figure we all would not be here if that was the case.

[Her smile fades, and she bites her lip.] Um, instead, since we are stuck here, how did... or does... everyone else become accustomed to this place? And, is there anything that wasn’t covered in the 'welcome' materials?


[Action]

[And, of course, she's out and about on the streets, map in hand. She's walking, in order to get a better idea of the city and what stores are where. And definitely looking for a place to eat real food. Also hoping some of the shops (when open) sell some clothes that aren't military fatigues and flak jackets.]

[So Ace got wopped in the mouth by a newspaper crashing through the window. He has to find that news coo so he can tip him because what great service! He gets to be the first one to read it even around the damp sections.

But he also found something that could not be borne.

A Puppy Prison.

Who would do such a horrible thing?

Well whoever would do it, Ace wouldn't tolerate it.

He takes some time to strategize, and then around 1pm, sends this video out to everyone]

Puppies were meant to be free! I won't let anyone hold them hostage under my watch! No matter what they've done!

[and he throws back his head and howls, a few of the dogs howling with him, before the jail break commences.

And after?]


Who: Ace, a swirling yapping, excitable puppylanch of all ages, shapes and sizes, and you!
What: Chaos! Chaos everywhere! Dogs! Frightened Cats! Poop left in unexpected places! Freedom! Your call!
Where: Anywhere but the Everglades
When: July 17th
Warnings: None at the moment
Notes: Feel free to make your own threads about finding a puppy or two or a dozen without Ace necessarily being involved. Ping me if you want him though.