009 | Mustang | August 13, late morning | Video

[thewarisover.livejournal.com]

[At his usual setup in the usual fashion (table with paperwork, booze and cigarettes, dressed down in military khakis plus tanktop and dog tags), although in his office at the Agency this time, not in his apartment.]

I'd like to extend my own welcome to the new batch of arrivals. Roy Mustang, Meister... I have an office at the Kuzunoha Detective Agency, should anyone wish to drop by.

For those of you who have been following my previous posts, I'm still in the process of cross-checking the lists. I have a few theories and established patterns, which I'll share once I'm ready to.

For those of you who are reading this for the first time, or have been too busy to answer my previous queries, I'd appreciate it if you let me know your names, whether you're a Meister or Weapon, and the date of your arrival at Death City.

[Smile.]

I'd appreciate your cooperation. If you have any questions about anything, feel free to approach me as well.




Filter; FMA cast dudes!

[Solemn.]

Major Armstrong's disappearance makes Laura Kinney our responsibility.

Let's see what we can do for her.


Filter; Miss Rockbell only;

...Has training with the Professor been going smoothly?






ooc: by the way, guys: Roy may not like it, but his MUN would love it if you dropped by. ♥

August 13 Morning [Video]

[thebestandwurst]

[Big blond guy, very serious, very clean, slicked back hair.]

Good morning, Death City. My name is Germany, a guest like yourself. This is an entry to inform the new guests that training sessions occur every morning near the park area of the city at exactly six to nine in the morning. Classes with Shibusen detailing the information you will need to survive in the city occur every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, at 10:30 in the morning.

[He shuffles some papers in his hands and continues.] The training covers basic defense for children and other non-fighters, as well as supervised sparring sessions between intermediate fighters and experienced warriors. Available also are Spirit Albarn and Kujikawa Rise, for weapons transformation training. China and Arashi are in charge of teaching resonation. Breakfast will be provided.

Construction of the new clinic has been completed. It will be open to the public tomorrow, after moving the last pieces of furniture from Miss Rockbell's temporary infirmary. Thank you to the volunteers for their efforts. I have arranged for a small compensation for your assistance; please claim it from me tomorrow.

Construction efforts in the to-be partner rooms in the Casualty Communals are ongoing, under Shibusen supervision.

[ooc: Will put the log up in some few hours. Need to bed first.]

[Video]

[onewitchsoul.livejournal.com]

[The feed is strangely dark with only a few glimmers of light showing. The strange sound of clacking]

Nnmm...A-auu...

[Suddenly the screen got bright and a little girl can be seen...sort of. It looked as if everything was underwater so the screen was quite blurry.]

It's not yummy!

[002 * Video]

[rabukidastrophe.livejournal.com]

[The screen pops on and you get a get a view of bright yellow a muted purple-blue. After a second the color blocks pull back and gradually turn into a couple of shirts. Then it becomes obvious that someone is HOLDING those shirts, and that someone is Kida Masaomi, the noisy one from the other day.]

What do you think? Yellow? Blue? The right answer is BOTH!! Two for the price of none! On the house from the guilty pockets of the Shinigami that brought us here. But I'm happy to get to leave the school uniform behind for a while. It's too hot to be wearing a jacket. It's amazing the witches haven't melted yet.

[Stuffs the clothes back into a shopping back and tosses them over his shoulder. It is clearly loaded down with his new wardrobe, and he's already changed into some jeans and a white tshirt so he's not wearing yesterday's dirty threads. He returns to his communicator to pick it up]

SHOPIN FINISHU~ I even have enough noodle cups to last me a week, and it's not even noon! So productive! But now I'm already bored. Tell me what there is to do around here besides picking up girls and waiting to stepped on by a giant.



[PSA ADDITION]

EVERYONE!~

If you're a weapon looking for a meister, Minato and I want to try you out! Come to the training so we can get our hands on you!

[EDIT]

Hope! That means you!

Second Contact // [ Video Post ]

[lyingragnarok.livejournal.com]

[There's several moments before she begins to talk, and yet, she's not looking at the screen; it seems she's turned on the video function on by accident, thinking that it's only recording her voice.]

I didn't know you could just...turn into a weapon and not know how to get back to being human. I don't know what I would do if I turned into something I never wanted to be.

Never wanted to be but had to be... No. I think maybe I know what that is like. Maybe a little? It's never happened to me before! But now that we know the brand is just. Um Sleeping or something, so I don't...

[She shakes her head and glances over at the device, suddenly aware that its on video, and her eyes widen for a moment before she grins.]

Whoops! I didn't know anyone could see me! [Laughs like its not a big deal.]

Aerith! I had a lot of fun at your wagon building party! I'll have to come and check on the flowers to see how they're growing, yeah? Everyone is doing okay, right? No one hurt or anything? Hope, Light, you're okay, right? Its a little weird not being able to use magic! I'm so used to it, but I guess not everyone here is? You don't know what you're missing out, it's a lot of fun!

You know, I hear a lot about this war and Weapons and Meisters, but do they do all the fighting away from us? Because I haven't seen or heard any fighting at all!

[Still smiling, she closes her eyes for a few seconds, humming softly.]

That's it for me!

[ Private to Fang ]

You know, I'm not going to turn into a Cie'th at all if you keep following me everywhere! [She's teasing of course, a big grin on her face.] But you're losing your touch! It took you two minutes and thirteen seconds to find me last time!

[She keeps smiling, even as she turns away from the camera, looking at the wall, even as she talks.]

Remember when you told me that we saved Cocoon? You never really explained how we did it. I mean! You told me how, but not how, yeah?

... [She stops talking and closes her eyes tight.] I'm still sorry, you know. I am. For everything. I shouldn't...I don't know why...

I'm so sorry.

♪Nyolcadik kép♪

[magyar-maiden.livejournal.com]

[Video]

[Hungary looks...a bit sad, but it's rather hard to tell. The only clue is the fact she is not wearing her normal pink flower in her hair.]

Ausztria has left...

00:04 [ Video ] Evening -- August | 12 (backdated)

[freereport-com.livejournal.com]

[ Zack's having a rough day. You can tell this by the flush in his cheeks, evident of anger and frustration, and the way the smile on his face just doesn't have the genuine nature you might be used to seeing, either way he's filming into the device slowly and carefully. ]

Hey guys. If anyone's up for a drink, just let me know!

[ A short pause. ]

It's just one of those days.

[ He thinks about adding more and you can tell by the way he hesitates before pressing the end button, but in a second it ends with a click; his shortest message to date. ]

[Video]

[sandsworn.livejournal.com]

[The video feed clicks on, revealing a pale teenager with blood-red hair, a blank expression and strange, teal eyes ringed by dark flesh.  At first glance, it almost looks like he's wearing eyeliner, but on closer inspection it looks more like he hasn't slept for a few days.  The mark on his forehead could easily be mistaken for a tattoo, but the red lines forming the kanji for "love" are actually etched in scar tissue.]

I understand these devices can be used to contact others who have been brought to this city.  I don't know who is listening to this, but if anyone has any information on the enemies we're fighting, tell me.

[A pause as he looks away from the screen and squints at the sky.]

The sun has a face.

[Another pause.]

I don't understand that.

001; [video]

[papahoho.livejournal.com]

[When the feed flickers on, any viewers might be… a little confused. There's an amber eye peeking close, blinking and intrigued with burnished curiosity. It doesn't help that things seem to be upside down. Hohenheim, the holder of the device, pulls it away and rights it so the view is no longer so awkward and can be, you know, right-side up.]

Really--this is an interesting piece of technology. I've never seen anything quite like it-- That isn't why I'm sending out a broadcast, however. If it's broadcasting at all.

You have a fascinating city here, but before I overstay my welcome, any kind of extra information would be helpful. There are some things even an old philosopher is unaccustomed to--such as being brought to a different world, for instance.

five ► voice

[soulparadox.livejournal.com]

Job openings? [that would make Fuumui's life easier]

... what would I be good at?

[01] Video

[latteheart.livejournal.com]

[Let's play a game; it's called 'push every button on the shiny new device you got and see what happens!' This is, of course, the first thing Alpha did when she got it, so obviously she's going to turn it on by accident eventually. It's just voice at first.]

How does this...maybe this button? Aah, it's like a tiny computer, so cool-! [Beep beep, button clicking is fun! Whoop, it switches over to video now, and there's a close up of the green haired girl on the screen. She looks like she can't decide whether to be excited or just confused. After a few more clicks she blinks and pulls back a little, staring at the screen in realization.]

Eh? This light is-

Is it on?

It's on?!

[Brb flailing a bit. She fumbles with the device for a second before straightening it out and smiling awkwardly at it.]

Ahaha, s-sorry about that! I was trying to make it work- well, I guess I did, so that's good! This thing, you know, it's really neat! I've never really used something like thi-

W-wait, more importantly! I think there's been a mistake, I'm really not supposed to be here. Actually it's more like I don't have any idea what's going on but, still...

[Just...trails off to ponder this distinction. What a derp.]

Prima | [video]

[vengefulblades.livejournal.com]

[A video post begins to a confused but obviously determined Ezio staring down at the screen, expression hard with his mouth in a firm line. When he speaks it is mostly in a mumble to himself but his voice is clear enough to understand, despite the thick Italian accent.]

Perhaps this does something. [Click! The video feed blinks off for a handful of seconds before it flickers back to life. Ezio is still staring down at the communicator.]

...Or I have broken it. Where is Leonardo when you need him?

[Finally he addresses the communicator, still unsure if it's actually working.]

I need my blades returned to me. I don't see how I am supposed to fight this apparent war without them but that's beside the point. I want at least the bracer back...for sentimental reasons.

•one: video•

[enliventheworld]

[The video feed shows static, then flickers on. The picture clears up to show... a giant face? Haruhi is leaning in far too close to the camera. Her eyes have an excited gleam, and she's grinning like a kid on Christmas morning.]

Attention people of this world! Can you hear me? I'm Haruhi Suzumiya, chief of the world-renown SOS Brigade! I don't really understand where I am, but it has become clear to me that this place has the great potential for adventure~ While I'm here, it is my number one goal to explore this world and discover many interesting people on the way! 

[Suddenly, most of the screen is now taken up by the tip of Haruhi's finger. Yes, she is pointing at you!]

If you are an interesting or unusual person, contact me immediately! And if you're a weapon, I demand a demonstration! I want to see some magical powers in action!

[The fingertip is replaced with Haruhi's face again. It isn't as close this time, but it still takes up a good portion of the screen.]

Oh, and if you're one of those people who can tell me what I am, then you can speak up, too. This network thing is supposed to reach everyone, isn't it? Since the masses can see this, I expect a quick response!

tenth plate [Video]

[for-xing.livejournal.com]

[The video clicks on. Before them is the masked girl from before, though this time she seems a lot less sure this time.

Off screen there's a voice recognizable as Ling Yao's.]

Go ahead, tell the network what I told you.

[Ran Fan noticeably goes tense and is silent for a few moments. Finally, she bows her head a bit, sounding rather uncomfortable when she speaks.]

..... Thank you

[Ling's voice is heard again.]

And?

[There's another awkward pause.]

I... am sorry.

[The video shifts and Ling is now in front of the camera, saving Ran Fan from having to be in front of it anymore.]

Sorry about that everyone. She was only looking out for me, so if she spoke harshly she didn't mean anything by it. I appreciate everyone who offered to help her, you have my gratitude.

[Ling this time turns to offer a small bow of his head. He turns away and reaches to turn off the Comm. As he does a "Are you hungry? I know where to f--" is made out just before the click.]

[video]

[prefersheadless.livejournal.com]

[The camera flickers on to reveal a young man in a lab-coat peering at the viewfinder. Satisfied that it seems to be working well, Shinra reclines back into the chair and takes a sip of coffee, only to shudder and give the cup a disgusted look. He shrugs and continues drinking anyway, putting it aside after a few seconds to address the camera with a smile now that he’s got the proper amount of caffeine in his system.]

Hello, Death City! I suppose introductions are in order? In any case, I am Shinra Kishitani.

This is quite the interesting place. Weapons, meisters, BREW, witches - I’m still not sure what to make of it. Hm, I wonder if anyone’s vivisected a witch… would a witch even be affected by anesthesia? Do they lack a heart and functional organs? [He begins to trail off, muttering something about morgues and cold storage, before abruptly snapping to attention again.]

Which reminds me! I was told there’s a clinic here. I may not be a fighter, but I don’t mind offering my assistance as a doctor.