[ Video, Evening of the first day ]

[ When the video flicks on, Konoka is at first focused on her face. Her eyes look... redder. Not completely red compared to her normal brown eyes, but notably redder. But since her face hogs the screen one could easily just blame the camera, right? She looks concerned. ]

Everything seems to have gone weird this morning. There's monsters in Genessia at night, people becoming monsters in Nova City, people facing their monsters in Attleton, and then little monsters eating my store in Everglade.

Hey, but on the bright side Fayren gives you a free costume when you walk through it!

But even through all that, I have a very important question.

[ She finally pulls back, revealing that she's not in her regular casual clothes, but an orange, form fitting jumpsuit and long sleeved blouse that hugs her figure. But most of all Konoka seems to have horns curling back behind her like a ram's, tiny wings and... a spade tipped tail? ]

Why does touching people feel so good?


Oh! And just a reminder, guys! For those of you dealing with those naughty monsters, I sell good protection at my store! These spells can erect quick barriers, lay traps, and even make copies of you to scout or deliver magical attacks to better survive those rough nights. And of course if you take too much damage, I can make the pain go away and heal for free, regardless if I'm at the store or enroute back home. Take care, okay?

[ Action, for all days ]

[ Konoka's schedule tends to go like this: When she wakes up, she makes a beeline for Fayren to get her free costume, which changes every day. After that, she might spend the day at her store in Everglade, catching naps if she doesn't have any customers. In the evening she heads home, though checking in by person or comms if someone needs medical help. ]

((Please note a date when tagging for action.))
13 October 2017 @ 01:19 pm
[This is going to be a long month. David is very prepared to take it on, though. He starts up the video feed. He needs to go over some things.]

Until this is all over, Genessia City will have a curfew. Tentatively, it will be set for 10PM until we have a better grasp of when the creatures appear. This curfew is only for those who have no way to defend themselves from the monsters.

[It honestly feels like it should go without saying that anyone that can't fight these things shouldn't go out and put themselves in danger, though.]

There is no punishment for breaking the curfew, but it is highly suggested that if you can't fight those things that you should either be inside of a building when they appear or in another archway. Judging from what’s going on in other cities and given how long stuff like this usually lasts, It’s a safe bet that they will be making a few encore appearances.

I will try to have safe areas set up on every city block that I can for people to take shelter in should they need to. The creatures appeared to be unable to go into buildings, so that's a good thing. The GCPD will also be out to help combat the creatures and lend aid where they can. I will have groups of them positioned throughout the city.

If you can actually fight against these things, your help would be very much appreciated when they attack. Genessia isn't a small city so it's impossible to cover every inch. If you would like to receive some sort of payment for giving your help, then I can try to have something arranged. I ask that if you do come to Genessia City to do this, to make sure you help anyone in need and make sure they get to the nearest safe area.

Anyone that can't battle these creatures can also have someone that can escort them through Genessia City or request a police escort if they really need it.

Genessia Deputies )
08 October 2017 @ 10:08 pm
[Zexion appears on the screen and he does not look happy in the slightest. Although perhaps he should be- he seems to be alive, after all, despite that the last thing he remembers, that shouldn't be the case. His frown deepens. He wants to ask how that's possible, but he's not sure if anyone here will have the answer to that, or if he even really wants it right now.]


[He shifts in his seat like he's uncomfortable or unsure of himself. To be fair, he's much more familiar with books than he is with technology, and he's not entirely sure if videotaping himself is a good idea, but it's potentially the fastest way to get information.]

If I'm to believe the information that was given to me upon my arrival, I've arrived in a world that I cannot leave. Is that accurate?

[He did already try to leave via darkness, but clearly that didn't work, or else he wouldn't still be here.]
03 October 2017 @ 11:32 pm

[This isn't the most normal visual as Flandre actually has decided to show herself.]

Um...Is there any one who knows what to do or give someone when you want to say 'Sorry but it had to be done'? I mean...Nothing serious and all but..kinda want to at least show this?

[Gee..wonder what this was about?]


[Flandre is out and about the hallways of Castlevania in pure curiosity. Before now she'd kept to very specific parts but now there was a surge of courage to see what all she could find. It's energetic but still slightly sluggish as she'd been pushing how far she could go without eating just due to her feeling really horrible about what happened. That and her almost never sleeping thing.

From time to time she'll stop and just sit in a random room, looking about curiously or even dozing off and napping either on a chair or just out of the way against a wall.

Even then- she's curious about anything and everything, probably running into minions left and right and darting away before they can respond.
03 October 2017 @ 04:59 pm
[A purple-haired girl who looks incredibly tired appears on the video this afternoon, which is only accentuated by her yawning before she even begins to speak. She also gives the screen a poke. She also appears to be wearing pajamas.]

...I thiiiink it's on. Neppy? Histy?

[A pause.]

Noire...? Is this some kind of prank? I don't like it.

[This clearly isn't anywhere she's ever been. She's pretty sure of that, anyway.]

I just want to go back to my nap...
01 October 2017 @ 07:30 pm

[Those walking near the Bay might notice a man in a long-sleeved mustard shirt, holding a flip-device that makes a short series of identical chirps.]

Kirk to Enterprise. Enterprise, do you read me.

[There's only silence. The device chirps again.]

Enterprise, do you copy, this is Captain James T. Kirk, respond.

[Nothing. His mouth forms a single, one-syllable word that he doesn't fully utter as he snaps the device closed again, pockets it, and sets his hands on his hips with a long-suffering sigh.]

Here we go again.


This is Captain James T. Kirk from the U.S.S. Enterprise. Hi.

[Just because he's a captain doesn't mean he can't have a little fun on the job, so he's going to greet people with a grin.]

Now I was here before several years ago, back in the year you call 2013, and a little of 2014. Some of you might remember me. Some of you I'm looking forward to meeting.

And if what I'm reading on this device is correct, one of you better turn on your comm device so I know you're not stuck in limbo again. Lookin' at you, Spock.

[He points at the screen.]

Since we're all stuck here together, come say hi, share a drink if you're up for it. Until I have something more interesting to report, I'm signing off. Kirk out.
[ AUDIO ] | [ Backdated to Monday afternoon ]

Uh, there -

[ There's some shuffling sound, like he's setting the phone up somewhere, still. ]

Right. So.

... I ain't good at this, either the talkin or the - well.

But just writin it seemed ... not enough, and. All of you are probably sick of seein my face, so.

[ There's a brief pause, before he goes on. He sounds very, very tired, but his voice is nonetheless serious, and firm. ]

I frightened the hell outta a lot of you.

I said a lot of stuff, some of it to some people I don't even know.

And, it's complicated, but I can say that - while it wasn't all me, it was a part of me. So, yeah, I ain't gonna pretend it isn't my fault.

I'm sorry.

[ He swallows. ]

I am sorry.

I'm not gonna. Just sit around feelin guilty, though. Not -

[ Coughs. ]

- Yeah. So.

Up to you if you take this seriously.

But let me know if I can make it up to you.

[ And then the audio is turned off. ]
Current Mood: exhausted
Current Location: Shinjiro and Akihiko's apartment
29 September 2017 @ 10:50 am
[....just kidding! PANIC A LOT!]


Where is everypony??

[At the moment, the camera is facing the sky, as it's on the ground. Not very pony friendly, honestly. Fortunately, Pinkie can be seen with the camera angle below her, calling out to...whomever she's looking for.]

Did we go overboard with hide and seek, Gummy? This doesn't even look like Ponyville...

[Looking up, a small alligator pops out from her mane, blinking quietly in response.]

...yeah, I didn't think so, too. [There's a giggle at how silly she feels at even thinking that.] But what are these...things? They don't even look like ponies!

[Judging eye squint]

28 September 2017 @ 09:56 am
[It was one evening and Anastasia had an itch to practice singing. Especially since she heard one song that tugged on her heartstrings. She felt like sharing it with her own voice. So this time, unlike the other times she was caught singing, she was broadcasting on purpose.

Satsuki should be out on patrol still, leaving Anastasia alone with just the pokemon. The little lady got the piano companion music going on the radio in her room and readied her singing voice.]

A Firefly's Light )
28 September 2017 @ 10:08 am
[There's nothing but the sound of breathing at first. Distant, echoing sounds of traffic and civilization. Almost as if he were in an alley, halfway up a fire escape. Something that might be the sound of someone wetting their lips.]


[A space then, where the thought of a laugh might fill it but nothing does.]

I'm Glenn. I-

[There's a noise, almost disbelieving.]

So this... It's some kind of purgatory, right? I know there was information. Something about...spirits, and kidnapping? Only I'm not sure how kidnapping works exactly if you're already dead. Never been good at all of that religious stuff.

[A pause, and then a sigh.]

So am I close? I just know there's no way I'm alive. Trust me on that one. Anyway, this place... It isn't even touched. No way a real city looks like this. Maybe the...message when I got out of that thing had more information. I didn't pay it much attention.

I was kind of waiting for her to tell me I was her only hope.

[Glenn takes a deep breath, more purposeful this time. He sounds more certain, when he speaks again.]

I guess this is my way of saying that I'm looking for answers. If anyone's got them.
27 September 2017 @ 08:20 pm
He had spent the last two days disoriented, looking for information on the place he'd ended up and how he'd gotten there, going through the files on the.. cell phone? The device he'd been given. He had avoided people, and common areas. He wasn't stupid, and he recognized that there were no visible walkers here, but that hardly meant it was safe; After all, nine out of ten times he'd been close to dying, it wasn't the fault of walkers, but people.

When he finally activated the video call on the device, it was because he had reached the end of his patience with waiting and watching. He was in an alley making the call, somewhere in Attleton, which had felt more familiar to him than the big city of Genessia or his brief exploration of Nova City. The similarity it held to Alexandria kept him on his toes - he wouldn't drop his guard there, not anymore, so he wouldn't do it here, either. The picture was dark, but viewers would see a frowning teenage boy, with long brown hair and, curiously, a white bandage covering one eye and wrapping around his head, tucked half under his hair. His finger is in the way of the bottom of the picture a little, where he was working with the settings.

"Is there really no way out of here?" He asked bluntly, glancing out towards the end of the alley, keeping an eye on his surroundings as much as he was paying attention to the device. "I just got here. I don't want to stay." He had to get back to his dad, Judith, and the others. He didn't want to stay in this weird snowglobe of a world with no walkers, with normal people and stores and shit. It wasn't right. It didn't feel right.

He paused before adding, "If there's no way back.. where can I get a job?" He didn't want to stay long enough. But he sure as hell wasn't going to go to some home or something with little kids.
26 September 2017 @ 02:44 pm
[The recording is a bit of muffled static at first as she has to move her hand to hold the device better.]

Whoever you are, you'd better be ready for a fight. I'm not going down that easy. You can't just kidnap me and get away with it.

[There's a splash as she jumps from the pod into the water.]
25 September 2017 @ 07:41 pm
[Hello Genessia have one very pissed off and confused looking redhead]

Stark, is this your idea of a joke? If it is I could kill you with my hands tied behind my back and blindfolded. [She is telling the truth.... maybe, but there is no real heat behind her words.]

Where the hell am I?
24 September 2017 @ 01:12 pm
[He turns on the camera and he's in an open space. He rolls his shoulders. If he's going to exercise, he'll go with what he knows.]

Hey! Does anyone want to spar with me?

[They should probably consider this carefully, if they're not used to it.]

Larxene said I'm getting fat.
24 September 2017 @ 01:52 am
Who: Ted and Sonico
What: Ill-fated conversation about careers and lust
Where: Fayren in the afternoon
Warning: Lust is the subject matter. Initially just the two of them, but run into them later if you want.

The first part of any crimefighting crusade was chatting up the locals and squeezing them for all they've got. Some ne'er-do-well had been polluting the city's fortune, in the superstitious sense. A curse of bad luck had cast a pall over this part of the world, thinning out the people he'd usually talk to. Not many were out and about when whatever could go wrong almost certainly would.

Or so it's said. Ted, for all his fancy and eccentricity, is not especially superstitious, and treated the day like any other. The sprites had other ideas, if the emptiness and silence of the village was any indication.
Where is everyone? Alone and shut up, living lives as inobtrusive as they could. If every roll of the dice was snake eyes, the only winning move was not to play.

That makes it harder for Ted and his tedious gruntwork than usual. Doubtless people would avoid him if they suspected any chance of, say, his gun misfiring or something. At this rate he'll just have to head back to Everglade and deal with their turmoil instead.

But wait, what's this? What a length of pink hair! He'd know that anywhere: Sonico! He'd flag her down to talk and inquire. Who knows, maybe she has some insight into the luck-damning dastard!

"Hello, Sonico! Fancy meeting you here! Been mindful of any black cats in your way? I've got salt to toss over your shoulder, if you need it."

If they only knew how much their luck was about to suffer.
24 September 2017 @ 01:28 am
It took a while for Maggie to feel safe enough to even look at the device she'd been given - more or less a cellphone - let alone the other things she'd woken up with, in that damp, dark cave. It was easy enough to understand, but she was out of practice; It'd been a long, long time since she'd seen a working phone. But safety mattered more, and the first thing she'd done was get out of the cave and into the blistering sunlight. After that, it had been a matter of seeing for herself that this place was - as the bizarre hologram woman had promised - safe and free of walkers, at least from what she could see. Now, she set up a voice message, from where she was sitting on a bench she'd found, at the edges of a park. It'd been a long time since she'd seen one of those, too.

"H-hello?" She started, swallowing hard before pressing on, forcing her voice steady despite the scary strangeness of this place. A scary strangeness she'd felt before, that still felt wrong in the pit of her stomach. "My name is Maggie. I just arrived here, and I'm trying to get.. situated. Things were pretty bad where I was, and I was hoping - if this place is safe, maybe some of my friends came here, too? Is it true that there's no walkers here?" The last question was sort of blurted out, unintentional, and she shut up as soon as she'd said it. It was a hope too far - a world without walkers. But it was also - maybe, probably? - a world without Glenn and the others, too, and that was worse. That was terrible. Hastily, she added, "I heard - I heard it was safe here. Is that true?"
19 September 2017 @ 09:05 pm
Prelude to New Greetings )


[Geez, hello to you too, Orihime. Her face is flushed, brow furrowed in distress, and her breathing is slightly labored. She's not in the Bay; instead she seems to be standing outside a vacant building in Genessia City. The rain is slowly soaking her blouse and her long chestnut hair, the spatters growing in size.]

I went to work and it was closed! The cafe was closed! Did it really happen that suddenly? I know it was summer but the night was supposed to be warmer than this, unless it's just cool because it's raining...!

[Orihime withdraws a fraction of an inch, taking a brief moment to just breathe. When she speaks again, she doesn't seem quite so frantic.]

I-I guess I'm a little out of sorts, ha ha...! My name is Orihime. Maribelle-sama, if you're there, please don't be too angry! I didn't mean to go into a coma, I promise!

After the Video - Taggable! )

[OOC: Feel free to run into her at any old cafe/diner, bump into her in the temporary apartment building, or even get mowed down while she's darting around town getting her bearings!]
19 September 2017 @ 12:08 am
“And this is the big sister in her natural habitat…” That was how the feed started, the camera being carried inside by a certain green youkai who had seen way too many nature shows. She was creeping almost comically through a large den with a fire lit, coming around the side of a large plush armchair. The camera took a moment to focus on the dozing form of Satori, open book and several cats sitting in her lap.

A yellow-sleeved hand reached forward, one finger extending… and ever so gently poked her big sister’s cheek once… twice… three times...

Satori was, seemingly, completely unaware of what was going on. A rare moment for the mind-reader to be resting so peacefully and not berating anyone for a change. The younger didn’t seem to wake her up immediately, the first few pokes drawing very little reaction from her.

That is, until her third eye stirred fitfully in its rest, opening agonizingly slowly and looking around with considerable confusion, pupil charged with a vaguely directed annoyance. But as menacing as it was it was a fair contrast to Satori’s sleepy and altogether innocent face. Eventually she stirred but only looked to be half-aware of the situation. But just aware enough to be displeased, go figure.

Of course, by the time Satori’s eyes opened the camera had drifted up and around, leaving Satori staring in the vague direction of where Koishi used to be. The mischievous little youkai giggled again, reaching once more out with a single finger, gently touching the center of Satori’s part. Just enough to tickle a little bit.

Satori twitched a little more this time. Her third eye searched even harder, still quite annoyed and rolling itself about blearily. She seemed to come to her senses, snap-turning in her sister’s direction and reaching up to cover her head! “Koishi…? What are you waking me up, for?” A sigh. She said, much louder… “You can just tell me normally, you know!”

There was another giggle, Koishi moving again, but she was getting more visible by the moment. “See how great she is? She’s the best big sister!” And a hand reached out to nudge an annoyed cat aside and poke her tummy…

Satori’s arm snapped out almost immediately, supported by many of her tentacles as she tried to wrestle Koishi down, inadvertently meddling with the camera. From the looks of it, she was trying to snatch up and punish her sister the only way she knew how! “...That’s enough out of you--!”

“Ah! Sis Nooo!” Apparently the punishment was tickling. Lots of tickling. Koishi was shouting and laughing, moving about wildly trying to escape the sisterly scuffle. The camera was going every which way, showing only a mass of red and blue tentacles before the device went flying through the air, hitting the ground sharply and cutting off the feed.

[ooc: You can give em a call back once the tickles have concluded.]
Current Location: Chireiden Subarchway
Current Mood: jubilant
Current Music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sdqkAwYGZ2M
18 September 2017 @ 08:10 pm


[ Dorothy seems to be in a store filled with musical instruments. In one of the more modern areas, perhaps Genessia City? She is addressing the camera directly, wearing her default expression. ]

Many people seem to seem to post videos of their performances accidentally.

I think that is unfortunate.


[ She seems to have set up the camera so it points at a piano behind her. She moves to sit down, primly. Her hands rest on the keys for a long moment before she plays.

It's a slow, peaceful song. Dorothy doesn't play mechanically, or even perfectly. There are small hesitations and errors here and there. The effect is human, and even emotional.

Perhaps a feeling of melancholy is imparted, and yearning. It's not morose, however. The piece ends on a hopeful air. She doesn't stand, afterward, and looks down at the keys, not at the camera. ]

Thank you.

[ A voice comes from off-camera - ] Hey! Are you gonna buy that or what?
Current Mood: homesick
Current Location: Genessia City
15 September 2017 @ 01:44 pm

[ There's something with a rectangular edge mostly blocking the camera when it comes on. The rest of the view is plain ceiling. There's a clatter of keys, and then a voice called out - ]

Hey, Aki! Someone should damn well just fire me already.

... You're not even here, are you.

[ Shuffling sound - taking off a coat, maybe? And the sound of a fridge opening ]

Oh, I want it all in one bag - lady, I toldja if y'put raw shit in the bag with everythin else, it's gonna leak, and then you're gonna have blood all over your nice produce and what the hell did you expect, crazy lady, then you've gotta complain to my manager and -

[ Sound of a can of something opening ]

- and does nobody know how to use one of those damn self-checkout things, seriously, if it says it ain't gonna take cash, then cash won't work, yellin at me is gonna be like yellin at a brick wall, cause I don't give a shit -

[ Frustrated groan ]

- and now I'm talkin to myself like a crazy person.

[ Grumbles now under his breath, goes back to the phone. Picks up - looks like it was a pack of cigarettes blocking the camera. Shinjiro notices the light, indicating he's recording, and winces. ]

Damn it.

[ Switches off the video ]
Current Mood: grumpy
Current Location: Genessia City