Jun. 11th, 2010

[identity profile] endthiscycle.livejournal.com
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Death City, if could have your attention, please. The Clinic has been completed as of yesterday, and will be officially opening tomorrow. For those of you who are new, it is located a little south of the Casualty Communal, about midway to the villa where partners are house.

Thank you, Canada for hooking me up with the help necessary, thank you Germany for organizing the construction, thanks to all who aided in it and...thank you Shibusen for providing me with the money to fund this project.

As of right now, the workers I have on board are as follows. If I have missed someone, or you do not think you can devote your time to the clinic, please let me know:

Dr. Watson, Aerith, Yuuri, China, Heather, Namine, Lacus, Allen, Miranda, Sakura and Namatame. A couple other of you expressed interest in medical training which will occur during the combat training sessions that Germany holds every morning. I will create rotating schedules and send them to you weekly. If you ever think you can't come in at your appointed time, please let me know at least a day ahead of time.

[and now she gives a lopsided grin]

In celebration of its completion I will be holding a get together at the clinic today, in four hours time. Everyone is welcome. There will be plenty of food, and it could be good opportunity for all our newcomers to get acquainted, and for people to look for partners? I hope to see some of you there.

Oh!

One last thing. The clinic also has an adjoining workshop. If anyone has any commissions I could have something built for you--my specialty is automail but I'm pretty handy, so ask and I'll let you know when I can get to work on it; however, my resources are low so it might not be for a while.

((ooc: I will get an open log for this up soon!))
[identity profile] furnace-head.livejournal.com
[Hades is sitting on the couch of his apartment, looking downright terrifying. Mostly because he's openly bald and he might or might not be frothing.]

I have been a good God of Death to you, have I not? I gave you an altar so you could express your heartfelt devotion - whoever left the chocolate, you're getting an old age, painless death - and I even regaled you with my wisdom!

[He poses for a moment to let you drink in the sight of his greatness]

I have been patient and forgiving, considering you took away my hair--

[and his powers, but none of you need to know about that. Also, beware the color quickly changing to red]

--and I didn't even mock you too hard when you fail abysmally as all humans fail. In short, I was nice.

[Okay, now he's red. Really red. Bordering on white.]

Hades, Lord of Underworld is not going to be nice anymore.

BECAUSE WHEN I FIND OUT WHOEVER STOLE MY HATS, I WILL MAKE YOU WISH I WOULD JUST LET YOU DIE.
[identity profile] dulcineator.livejournal.com
[The face that comes on the screen looks FIERCELY DETERMINED.]

U-Um! I know I haven't been here for a long time, so I don't know if this is just now becoming a trend, but it seems like I should say...

Please, everyone, you should stop trying to throw yourself down the stairs! Tripping is one thing; that's just an accident. But there are other ways to turn into a weapon, and the stairs are really dangerous! You might die... You could break your neck, or any other bone, for that matter! A-And then it won't matter if you know your weapon form, really, because you won't be able to fight very well! At least for a few weeks... And all your friends will be worried about you getting hurt! And nobody wants that... R-Right?

[She pauses for a minute, biting her lip in thought as she ponders whether or not her message is over.]

I think that's all... Just, please, think about it! There are better ways to do this... And they're much less worrying!

voice;

Jun. 11th, 2010 11:21 pm
[identity profile] smokersona.livejournal.com
[ The recording begins with a thud, a rather rattling thing, and it's followed soon after by another. There's a dull murmur, barely audible, but still there. The heavy little sounds continue, if at a staggered sort of pace.

When a voice finally comes in clearer, from somewhere closer to the device, it's recognizably Roy's. The hesitance is an odd touch, given how he usually sounds.]


...sure this is all right with you?

[ Dojima's response is low, his tone touched with amusement, and perhaps just the smallest bit breathless, as if from exertion. There's a note of teasing, of challenge, in it. ]

I'm sure. Having second-thoughts now?

cut for length )