May. 9th, 2010

[identity profile] forgotten-focus.livejournal.com
[The figure in the image stares hard into the camera, flicking at the buttons with incautious curiosity until the view clears to her liking. The tanned and impressive woman is stunning in a handsome, strong way rather than a fragile beauty. She has perfected the art of many feline predators, looking both relaxed and ready to deal serious damage at the slightest need to do so. The woman flicks a wryly amused smile at the screen. When she speaks, it is with a dark and husky voice, full of a rich Australian Gran Pulsian accent.]
cut for tl;dr )
So, here are th' options: Ya either bring Vanille here ta me, an' we both help ya best we can; or you send me home, an' I go back to my well-earned nap. I don't really care which it is, just that it happens soon. [She taps the metal pole on the ground insistently.]

Ya see, until I get what I want I'm gonna start breaking things, an' people, an' whatever else gets in my way. [She whirls, destroying a nearby stall selling Death City tourist items with the briefest flick of her makeshift staff. Post-cards and various souvenirs go flying and the startled owner of the booth runs off with a cry of fear. The woman stares into the device's mirror, gaze hauntingly dangerous. The smiles she gives is still friendly, but it contrasts fearfully with her eyes and brutally sarcastic tone.]

Oerba Yun Fang. That's who's gonna keep knockin' things down until she gets Oerba Dia Vanille. Got that, Shibusen?

[The feed ends with a resounding crash as Fang turns to reduce the already damaged booth to flying splinters.]
[identity profile] shadowride.livejournal.com
[The post opens with a momentary bit of video, a flash of what looks like black smoke before a hand moves to cover the camera. It switches to sound, and there's the sound of keys tapping. A final switch to text, upon which it stays.]

Everything works like the manual says, right?

Anyway, could somebody please give me the address of a place that sells sports-gear? Motorcycle helmets, shin guards, that sort of thing. A place that sells full-coverage motorcycle helmets would be best.

I would really appreciate it.
[identity profile] call-me-h0ney.livejournal.com
Hi, Maka and Watanuki. My name's Brock, and I've been told to contact you about looking at my soul to determine if I'm a weapon or a meister.

If either of you could get back to me about this, that would be great!

Thanks! Bye!
cursedwithagift: (Now take that...and pour it in my eyes.)
[personal profile] cursedwithagift
[at first, there is nothing but audio and the sound of something being scrubbed. then suddenly the video clicks to life, although the screen remains blank. the rubbing sound continues, and finally reveals itself to be a sanitary wipe, now cleaning the video screen. after a few moments Monk’s face appears on it, appraising the job, touching up, and finally speaking]

I’m not supposed to be in a war. I’ve got a waiver form at home, if you’d just let me call Natalie she could come down here and show you. Actually, let me call Natalie and she can come down and take me home anyway. I’ll mail the form to you later.

I can’t stay here, there’s – there’s too much wrong. I have an appointment with Dr. Bell, I haven’t finished reorganizing my cereal boxes, a scorpion just crawled over my shoe, Natalie Natalie where are you.

I hate the desert. What kind of name for an enemy force is Witch anyway- [then a thoughtful and mildly horrified pause. could it be those crazies from the last time in the desert are back? oh god.]

How many of you...believe in aliens?
thebestandwurst: (according to what i have listed here)
[personal profile] thebestandwurst
[You see a stern-looking blond guy on the screen.]

I see that there have been new arrivals today. Welcome to Death City. I am Germany, in charge of coordinating operations on the guests' side, and a weapon wielded by my partner, Italien. Here are several things of note:

[Ahem.]

One: Please be careful when leaving the Communal. There is a wanted criminal on the run called Jonathan Crane. He conducts experiments on people to call forth their greatest fears. Please return to the Communal before dark and do not leave without a companion.

Two: Construction next to the building is currently ongoing. It is for the improvement of the clinic that are used by our resident doctor, Winry Rockbell. Any assistance on the project will be appreciated. This building is projected to open by the 14th of August. Another construction project will start soon after, on some units in the Communal themselves.

Three: If you have not yet been informed of your type regarding being a meister or a weapon, please approach the following: Professor Stein and Maka Albarn from Shibusen, and Watanuki Kimihiro and Allen Walker from the guests. They have the ability to tell you what you are.

Four: Classes for beginners are held every Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays by the Shibusen staff, at ten-thirty in the morning. Classes are at Shibusen. This is where you learn other important things that you need to know about this world. Please attend, provided that you signed their contract. Otherwise, Professor Spirit -- otherwise known as Deathscycthe -- has informed me that he will conduct classes during training.

Five: Training. I have organized training sessions every morning at six. There are four batches to the training, depending on your level as a fighter, and trainers. Please also attend. Weapons training also occurs there on the days when the Deathscythe is not busy conducting lessons for the other beginners.

[And through that, he never once looks at his notes. He reaches to close the feed.] If you have further questions, please inform me here.
[identity profile] antiakuma.livejournal.com
[The feed flickers on to show Allen--or for those who don't know him, it's a young man who looks about sixteen with white hair, silver-blue eyes and a strange scar down the left side of his face that forms a cross at his cheek bone and leads into an upside-down pentacle just above his eye. He smiles brightly whilst looking quite warm even in the early evening. Despite having experiences these conditions for several weeks as well as well as during various travels in his own world, the hottest temperatures in England are around 25C/77F, so cut the kid some slack--he's not made for this heat. Have you seen how pale he is?! Not that he'd ever vocally complain or anything.]

Good evening. I've noticed that we've been having several new arrivals lately. If anyone requires confirmation on whether they are a Weapon or a Meister I can provide that for you here.

Additionally, as I know Germany and others have made clear at every possible opportunity, if this service is required at any other time, for anyone, myself, Maka Albarn, Professor Stein and Watanuki are always very willing to lend our assistance in this area. Please do not hesitate to contact any one of us.

My name is Allen Walker, it's a pleasure to meet those of you I have not already met. [And he bows his head respectfully.]

That aside... [He frowns, lowering his eyes slightly.] For those of us who have not, and intend not, to sign the contract here... [He looks up once more, his eyes looking quite firm and serious as his tone tightens a fraction.] What exactly are we expected to do? It feels a little bit like we are, once again, being put into situations we may not want to be in and having our hands forced to do something we do not necessarily want. It is not very comfortable at all and is doing little to gain my trust. Personally speaking. It feels, to be frank, like yet another example of us being manipulated.

So again, what are the rest of us who are refusing to pick sides here and commit ourselves to this organisation expected to do?

Filtered to Exorcists || Hackable with SKILLZ )

[ooc: Again, if it is needed, the IC permission post (aka The-post-to-prod-me-for-Soul-Perception-usage) is here :)]
[identity profile] singstheprayer.livejournal.com
I suppose....I don’t have much choice but to do as they say, at least for now. I assume others are there, yes? That is what I was told, anyway. My name is Lacus Clyne. And I would really appreciate more information, if anyone would be so kind.

[A soft, high-pitched mechanical voice in the background, a small round pink robot shown to be the source] ‘Haro, Haro!’

Sssh, Pink. Quiet, please, or else we won’t hear any replies. I know you’re confused and worried too, but I’m sure it’ll be all right. At least, as far as we know, the children are still fine back at the orphanage with Kira, he'll take care of them for us.

- Oh! It’s still on? Sorry everyone. But please, any assistance will be appreciated!

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May. 9th, 2010 09:11 pm
leavejapanalone: (Ahaha....)
[personal profile] leavejapanalone

..Is it just me or has there been a lot of people arriving here recently? Anyway, welcome to Death City, I'm Taiwan! I would give you some information but I think you have everything you might need. 

Uh...Germany, Italy, and Japan is it okay if I lived with you three? It's only until this Crane issue is finally settled.