16 October 2017 @ 05:48 pm
October 15th- Nova City Hall, Action - OTA
[ After Yang's incident, Weiss had decided the best course of action to get her ready again once she was out of the hospital was to hop on stocking up on Dust. Which meant she was headed to Fayren, despite the news that Halloween costumes were abound. Last time that happened she briefly was able to firebend, it didn't seem like that big of a problem.

Unfortunately, instead of selecting a random costume, it went for Weiss's actual costume she had selected. It was an olive branch to Jaune after their latest fight, a character from his favorite comic, X-Ray and Vav: The Mad King. (Look, he had the cutest skirt out of everyone.) It's not a complete takeover, so Weiss is still decidedly Weiss, but the personality.. well, that's a little different.

She didn't change out of her costume when she got back to Nova City, instead her priority being visiting the City Council-- the government body that her father couldn't operate without the cooperation of. After a brief meeting, Weiss can be seen walking out of City Hall with a little smirk on her lips and every member of the city council happily.. cuddling puppies and saying things like "Absolutely, Queen Schnee! Thank you!" and "All hail the mad queen!"

It's undeniable they've decided to be on her side of things, though it's questionable how else she got them to agree besides puppy power. Approach her? ]


October 15th- The Throne Room, Video - OTA
[ Where exactly this is is questionable in the video, but the sky in the huge glass wall windows behind it is definitely Nova City. There are definitely people following her every whim and Weiss Schnee is definitely leaning to one side on her throne of blue and silver for a moment before sitting up straight. ]

Citizens of Nova City, my name is Weiss Schnee, and as of yesterday, the City Council has agreed to follow under a new system of government. Sometimes you can't fix what isn't broken, and they've all decided that the appropriate solution to many of Nova City's problems is the installation of a monarchy. My monarchy.

[ And then the City Councilpersons come up one by one and give their blessing on this decision about accepting the Mad Queen Weiss as their ruler. ]

Well, I suppose it's better than Ice Queen.

[ Perhaps those who work in City Hall might find the sudden addition of a throne room on top of the building rather curious, but hey. A queen needs a throne. ]

October 16th-18th Power Station - Closed to X-ray & Jaune (once they.. sort things out so they can try to save the day)
[ Despite the odd circumstances of her ascention to the apparent throne, Weiss was still a popular person. Obviously there was dissent about her suddenly becoming a monarch of a city though, but it had been strangely.. well, subdued. Probably because a huge portion of the population was being manipulated by a robotic cow that had been programmed and plugged into the city's power in a hole beneath the station and wifi system utilizing some coding that Weiss had stolen from a case involving the hacking of prosthetics. And all she was doing with it was sending out one clear message to smooth things over: All Hail the Mad Queen.

Needless to say compliance was much easier when you were overwriting a huge chunk of the population to follow your rule. :)

Weiss of course checked in on it every day to make sure that the cow was still secure. Still in the hole. ]


OOC NOTE: Weiss only influenced the NPCs, not PCs. If you play a character I promise you I didn't just do that without your permission. (The coding is for Nova City's system as per a case she worked on when she was city Guardian!)
 
 
 
09 October 2017 @ 08:13 am
[Have one maid on video with her large round glasses on. Her lip arches, leaning forward with a soft hum, as if she's trying to study the device. A sigh escapes.]

I still don't quite understand, but this device acts as of a phone you can carry in your pocket from what I was told. Strange really, perhaps this is the future? The lady who explained was quite beautiful. Or perhaps I was abducted in my sleep. Hm....

[She taps her chin lightly. Should she be afraid? There's a sudden grin, a thrill rushes inside her. She spins herself around with the device and flashes a smile.]

Good day everyone, I am Mey-Rin, maid of the Phantomhive manor.

A little chill and gloomy, is it suppose to rain today? And no umbrella was left on my wake, pity.

Young Master? Sebastian? Baldroy? Finn? I do hope for your well being. Are you here?
 
 
04 October 2017 @ 01:25 am
How long have I been gone?! I didn't expect to fall asleep one day and find myself back in a welcome box, but now I've discovered that my tea shop is closed?! What manner of-

[The woman with the blond hair, curls, and white ribbons takes a deep breath to steady her nerves. Turning on her device and just broadcasting her question was probably not the smartest way of getting the answers she sought. Clearly it had been some time, even Robin's book store was empty, but some of the businesses she as familiar with were still running.]

Miss... Amagi? I would ask once again if I might partake of your generous hospitality until I have sorted myself out. I assume you are still here, even if some of my other closest friends and confidants no longer are because your business is still open. Unless of course you had the foresight to write a will and someone else has inherited your business in your absence... which should I re-open my business I likely shall do.

[She heaved a sigh... it felt like the worst of times she'd had when she was a ship captain, or when she'd first started out here.]

Miss Schnee... it seems you were correct about me, I did not stay for as long as I thought I would. Nevertheless, I hope you are well and will continue to offer you an olive branch of peace should you choose to accept it.

[She wasn't sure if the woman had gotten over the whole incident with Battler, the memory of it still fresh in Maribelle's mind, as well as her choosing to not attend the grand opening of her cafe.]

Smoker... if you're still here I could use a friend like you now more than ever. Please contact me if you have any information regarding anyone from the kingdom of Ylisse, or if any of the marines from the grand line are still here. If you do know who I am, I would appreciate seeing a familiar face right now.

[Maribelle comes back on to make a quick addendum now that she's found Robin, and had some more time to think clearly.]

My apologies for my rather rude introduction. My name is Maribelle, lady Maribelle if you prefer a more formal title. I am the duchess of Themis and a court magistrate of Ylisse. If anyone would like to hire me for their law firm or for legal representation they can feel free to contact me here, or at the Amagi Inn where I hopefully shall be staying. That is all.

(ooc: She also has an appointments post here)
 
 
03 October 2017 @ 11:21 pm
[The screen is tilted at an odd angle, as if someone just hit the communicator with a wandering hand, but the view it's clear, Cassian Andor's bedroom. The clues of figuring that one are that the camera shows Cassian himself in his bed, jacket lost somewhere on the floor and shirt half undone.]

I will never get tired of having lips.

[The voice comes from Cassian's company: a tall, blond man, who is not only very handsy with him but trying to suck a lovebite into Cassian's neck. That earns him a moan and a stifled laugh.]

Good, because I'll never get tired of your lips.

[He curls his fingers into the man's hair and yanks his head up, pulling him into a rough kiss.]
 
 
02 October 2017 @ 06:01 pm
[ Cassian Andor appears on the screen, sitting behind his desk in the Attleton Guardian’s office. Unlike most time spent in his office, there is no Swablu sitting on his head. ]

Since my campaign, I have voiced my desire to see Attleton’s neighborhood watch system of providing law enforcement more strictly formalized and regulated. I value the contributions of our concerned citizens, who are vital to upholding law and order in Attleton, and its long-standing traditions. These changes won't turn the Neighborhood Watch into a police force under a different name but strengthen it within the bounds of our town’s laws and customs.

Members of the Watch will carry badges, it will be limited to citizens who have no criminal record or given other concern of being unable to fulfill their duty impartially and conscientiously. The watch will be bound by a new set of regulations which determine both its conduct and the limits of its authority. In return, the Guardian's office will take an active role in training them.

Of direct interest to all citizens of Attleton is that the Guardian’s office will be providing self-defense courses for beginners. Sign-up lists can be found at the Guardian’s office and town hall, and if proprietors are willing, in stores all across town. We are still looking for volunteer teachers and other helpers.


OOC: Volunteers would be mostly teaching our NPC Attletonians, but player characters are welcome to take classes, too. Not really planning a log for this, but could put one up if there's interest.
 
 
29 September 2017 @ 04:18 pm
[A rare sight in Everglade, Grell is holding a televised press conference at the Mayor’s office (recorded as well on her device), and has to dress a bit better for the occasion. The Mayor himself is there as well, standing nearby (in camera view) ever the pillar of support.]

The Press Conference )

That is all. Thank you. [Although she’s bombarded with questions, it isn’t clear if she answers them or not, as the feed ends there.]



(ooc: the deputy position has been filled!)
 
 
22 September 2017 @ 06:51 am
[The bland and spartan assigned apartment at the Commons seems to be the backdrop to this very brief video from Orihime. She appears on screen, neatly centered, and appearing to be in good health.]

Good morning! I need to run some errands in Everglade on Sunday, and I promised I wouldn't go there on my own since I was told it can be a little rough. If there's anyone that wouldn't mind sparing a few hours, or if you already live there and can play the role of tour guide, I'd be very grateful!

[She hesitates for a moment, having been about to conclude, but she's got one more question.]

One last thing -- what kind of item would you buy most from a bakery? Just curious!

[There, now her very important message has been delivered.]
 
 
05 September 2017 @ 09:07 pm
[ The video recorded on the network appears to be from the angle of the podium that Weiss is standing at, though it's obvious that it's taking place in an official space. Just as likely, any character would be able to see the same scene on television as a press conference called by Weiss Schnee. What's stranger is that she doesn't seem quite as confident or self-assured as she might normally. This isn't good news. ]

Nova City has become a home to me. Which is what makes this incredibly difficult. The type of person I decided I wanted to be was the type of person who protects others- someone who fights to make things right, and be a better person than people expect of me. Being Nova City's Guardian has let me be that person, but it takes a toll. Everyone has a point at which their bias and self-interest conflicts with being able to do the right thing. I've recently begun to see where that point lies for me. Before I reach it, I'm going to do the right thing one last time for Nova City.

[ Weiss takes a deep breath, her fingers gripping slightly before she releases both them and the breath. ]

Today is my last day as City Guardian. In my place until the next election, Deputies Garrus Vakarian and Mercury Black will be acting as co-Guardians to lead the Nova City Guardian team. They have very different styles so it may be an.. interesting transition, but I think the contrast and balance will ultimately help to keep Nova City a fair and safe place.

[ She's so aware that it's going to be a controversial decision. Mercury is rash, with little leadership experience, but he got things done and he was decisive. He wouldn't play around with unnecessary ventures, and Weiss honestly felt that if he was going to continue down the path he was on, he needed to be motivated to do that. She'd give him the responsibilities and hoped he picked up on it, using his already skillfully trained abilities to support it. Garrus was far more justice-oriented and enthusiastic about the job, and much more intelligent, but he also acted too quickly and ended up on wild goose chases or involved in ridiculous drama somehow. The biggest worry she had about the team-up would be whether they would go too far in the name of justice, but she was hoping the remaining deputies would keep them in check in that aspect. Her other deputies may have been more qualified individually, but they were less likely to be followed by the rest of the team or more likely to be influenced by outside parties. It was the only combination that worked. They elected her, hopefully they trusted her deputies to uphold her standards in her stead. ]

Thank you.

[ And the transmission ends. ]
 
 
05 September 2017 @ 07:15 pm
[It's a rainy day in Everglade, and Grell is sitting in a windowsill. Her knees are pulled up and a mug full of a hot beverage rests on them for the moment. She's not wearing anything spectacular, just a long sleeved red shirt and black lounge pants.]

There are many charities in this world that a lot of off-worlders have established for the greater good, including myself. Yet I can't recall a collective effort from those entities to work on a single project to bring in donations to them all. Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong. So I'd like to propose that we fix that.

[A sip of tea is taken, and it fogs up her glasses a bit.]

I think a bake sale could be a start, but not everyone can bake. [Herself included...] Maybe something like a calendar could work...

[She trails off but shrugs after a moment.]

Any ideas would be greatly appreciated.

[The feed ends there.]


[Private Video to Namur]

My pool needs to be refilled, but I don't want to use chlorine again. Do you have any suggestions for creating a naturally filtered pool?


[Private Voice for Marco]

I need to talk to you.
 
 
15 August 2017 @ 06:02 pm
[This is not the first time Yuuko has woken up with no recollection of what's happened to her. This time, the location was very unfamiliar though. There's a vague feeling that she's forgetting something important, but as the minutes tick by, even that begins to fade. After she's left the bay however, she finds a spot to sit down and poke at her new phone. The directions were simple enough.]


Helloooooo? Is this on?

[She begins. However, anyone who can't see ghosts/supernatural things or are generally unaware/don't believe in their existence will only see the scenery behind her and won't be able to hear her, either.]

This definitely isn't my school. I know this pamphlet says this city is called Genessia, but where is it? Another country? I'm a little confused.

[Honestly, she seems pretty calm for the situation she's in.]

So...what can anyone tell me about this place that I haven't already read about?
 
 
If you were to be kidnapped and held for ransom, how much or what would you expect the payment to be?

I'd like to think I'm worth 666 virgins of noble birth.



[Action: Various Locations]

[Grell made sure to stop by both shelters of The Red House Foundation in Genessia City and Everglade. She has to make sure things are running smoothly, that staff are abiding by regulations, and that residents are being treated well. She let the children at either shelter play with her hair, since there's so much of it (it's almost touching the floor). So if anyone catches her with her hair in multiple braids full of ribbons and flowers, then...well point it out!

A few hours after her visit to the shelters (no longer with braids and such) in Nova City, a promotional event is held for her new holographic lingerie line, Hard Light, with herself and two other models on the street in front of the company helping create the technology. A crowd is gathered to watch the display, taking pictures and recording the event. Using a special compact for changing clothing, Grell goes from a red skirt suit to showing off something catering to a darker side with just a few taps, while the other models wear something more delicate and inclusive of the range of sizes the technology could compliment.

Around 4pm, Grell is at her lingerie shop in Fayren, changing the mannequins in the shop window to display something similar to what was in the promotional event. Yet around 6pm, she can be found napping in that display window, back against the wall and slumped against the window, device in her hand. It's obvious that she was using it before falling asleep...

She's had a long day!]
 
 
08 August 2017 @ 06:04 am
[It's a bird, it's a plane, it's... raining blood!]

[For anyone fortunate enough not to be caught out in the August 4th Everglades blood rainstorm...]

[Marco has provided video of him and his wife (the guardian of the Everglade) err... "investigating." Yeaaaaaaaaaah.]

[That's what you call the tango.]

[They seem to be enjoying the blood a little too much.]

[God help the rest of the cities, at least this madness seems to be sort of quarantined, right?]


What lovely weather.

[Hey, he'll take blood rain over boring, or New World weather any day of the week.]
 
 
04 August 2017 @ 10:42 am
The weather report had predicted a partly cloudy and mild day in Everglade. However, somehow the predictions seemed to be wrong as thick storm clouds began covering the city mid-morning. By noon, it would be difficult to tell it was even day, as thick as the clouds that hung over the city were. At about 12:30, it would begin to rain. But this would not be a normal rain. Thick drops hit the ground, filling the air with a vaguely metallic smell, and anyone who had any sort of light source nearby would quickly identify why.

It was raining blood.

Meanwhile, in Everglade's abandoned church, music could be heard. A piano could be heard playing a rather haunting tune as the blood storm raged outside. Within, several small floating candles lit the place as what appeared to be an old man hunched over the restored piano, fingers dancing over the ivory. He wore a cape that spread over the floor behind him disappearing into the shadows and a few shapes could be seen moving through just beyond the reaches of the candle light.
 
 
18 July 2017 @ 10:57 am
It was a tense night for everyone in Castlevania. The gears that lined the castle had begun to chug and churn all through the night while the monsters that roamed the myriad halls were far more skittish and likely to attack anything that moved - even each other. Only a few knew why the change of atmosphere had permeated the place, not even the lord of the castle himself knew for sure. He only sensed something was... off.

As dawn neared and he began preparations to return to his coffin, an imp that he had sent through the halls to seek out the cause of the disturbance saw something. Tucked away in a room that had gone unused for centuries, tended to by Sakuya and Patchouli, was a woman. Even with all the burns covering her body, Dracula would recognize her in a heartbeat. For 324 years, that face had been burned into his mind, and now she was in his castle.

His mind, twisted by the centuries of hate and war, instantly jumped to the most logical conclusion. Someone had created a homunculus in his wife's image and sent it to him in order to manipulate him. Upon this realization, the gears that had settled into a low chugging noise ground to life once more as an unholy roar reverberated through every stone throughout the castle. So loud was the roar that it was audible all throughout Everglade.

It did not last long and as suddenly as it had erupted from the throne of Castlevania, it ended. There were no echoes, no evidence that it had actually happened. Only a deafening silence left in its wake. Those in Castlevania itself would notice a few things. Several rooms seem to have been rearranged at random, making traversing the castle far more difficult, especially in the chambers leading to the throne. The stairs to the chamber housing Vlad's throne had collapsed, and the foyer leading into the throne looked as if some great battle had taken place with smoldering carpets and gashes ripped through the stone walls. Every bit of furniture had been shoved up against the door to the throne room as well serving as a makeshift barricade. The monsters within the structure were also far more aggressive than normal. The undead that had previously just wandered aimlessly without purpose were now roaming in packs, setting up ambushes around dark corners. The werewolves and demons were actively hunting now, lashing out at any who dared walk the halls alone, and plants that had occupied themselves feeding on the frogs and bugs of the caves below the castle now burst up through the cracks in various halls, seeking out more substantial meals.
 
 
14 July 2017 @ 02:06 pm
Who: Grell, Remelia, Marco, and Seth (and probably Oswald if he wants to join with them or separately later on)
What: Guardian Meeting
When: NOW or like sometime Friday
Where: Everglade- The Rose Estate
Warning: None for now but who knows...

Their meetings are better than yours! )
 
 
Effective immediately until the end of this heat wave, the swimming pool at my residence in Everglade will be available from 8am until 11pm.

Entry will be free of charge, yet if you would like to donate to The Red House Foundation in a show of appreciation, then that is welcomed. Directions to the swimming pool will be provided at the entrance. Please keep off the grass, or else.

-Grell


[She's already in it, trying to soak up the coolness while she can. Ugh, she's gonna bake. And being dead means she can't cool off her body like living people...]
 
 
01 July 2017 @ 04:40 pm
Good day, everyone,

[Grell stands in front of a construction site, where workers are moving about behind her. The building is mostly down, save for cleaning up the outside from debris and painting.]

First and foremost, I would like to thank those that have voted for me, and extend extra thanks to those that did not. Opposition only drives me to be better than your expectations of me.

[A smirk plays on her face, because she loves to play up the role of a Flashy Snaggle Toothed Undead Harlot, coined from a lovely citizen not long ago.]

As promised, I am opening up the position of Deputy Guardian for public voting to anyone that falls under the following criteria:

    -Must be of adult age, and if under this age they may still run but I would need to speak with them personally;

    -Must not have a criminal record in Everglade, or have served their sentence and kept a clean record since its completion;

    -Must have combat skills;

    -Must have basic office skills.

If there are only two candidates at the end of one week's time, they will become Deputy Guardians. Any questions or concerns in regard to what I've just stated are welcomed. Voting will start one week from today.

Last, thanks to a generous benefactor, The Red House Foundation will be expanding to Genessia City. This house will give priority to women and children, as well as space for others as needed. We hope to have an event to help raise money for other services such as legal and medical support for the foundation to provide to those in need. So do look out for further details later.

Thank you for listening, and I look forward to working with all of you.

[The feed ends.]
 
 
29 June 2017 @ 02:12 pm
[It’s been a couple of weeks since Jacques took his place as mayor of Nova City and he’s finally settled in, fired his poor excuse for an assistant and gotten a new one. The office has been redecorated to resemble his office back home, complete with the portrait of his younger self. He sits tall in a new pressed suit that’s been topped off with a matching set of sky blue and white striped tie and handkerchief, hands clasped together in front of him on the desk.

Citizens of Nova City, it is my privilege to sit here before you as your mayor. Adjusting to life here hasn’t been easy, but I am fully confident that I will be able to run this city more efficiently than ever before with the support of you, its citizens, and the appointed Guardian, which by the looks of it will be my very own daughter. Rest assured, the two of us are capable of separating our personal and professional lives - there will be no corrupt bargains here. [Insert slimy politician smile here.]

Now, I know some of you are a little on edge with my new-found role. Understandable, given my unprofessional introduction to this world, but I assure you that you have nothing to fear. The position of mayor is one of give and take, and I am available to answer any concerns and address any issues that you may have. Why, I listened to you when you suggested this position over one of a Guardian, did I not? It is my duty as mayor to listen to all of you and respond in the manner I best see fit for our great city. Recently, we’ve seen a new transportation system. We now have living quarters up in the sky. I will do all that is within my power to ensure that Nova City’s Age of Prosperity continues to thrive.

So thank you, kind citizens, for electing me as your new mayor. Together we can make our city a place that we are proud to call our home.
 
 
26 June 2017 @ 09:45 am


I know a lot of people have had various feelings about me in the past. However, Fayren has been uniquely open in its dealings with me, and those I care for. As such, I have an announcement of a sort to coincide with the Guardian election.

Fayren is under my protection. Any attempts to weaken it, or harm it will be met in kind. I do not care who you are, or what your station, if you harm Fayren, you answer to me. Not even our potential Guardians are exempt from this.