May. 1st, 2011

[identity profile] whatsatisfiesme.livejournal.com
[Gilbert is being very serious today. There are three easy ways to tell this, when the video feed comes on: (1) He's set the camera far enough back on the table that there's a decent view, instead of holding it up to his face, (2) he's smiling in a very reserved, neutral way, and (3) he is actually fully dressed, dear Lord.

Though, where he found that floral dressing gown is anyone's guess. It would have been in the men's department if he'd gotten it in his century, alright? Shut up.]


It sounds like they've brought in a new crop of "guests" into the city? It's odd, it hasn't been so long since I was dropped here --

[Or maybe that's just because he's been sulking in his room most of the time since then. Ah, well. He taps a finger to his lips thoughtfully and brushes back his hair.]

That means there will be new Weapons looking for someone to wield them, though. It turns out I'm a Meister myself. It was a surprise - I'm not very used to holding anything more dangerous than a knife.

But what I mean to say is, if there's anyone willing to learn along with me, I would enjoy having a partner here. Or trying out possible partners, to start with.

(OOC: I should warn that, though Gilbert is doing his best "I can pretend to be a decent and sincere human being" act here, potential Weapons will probably get 800% more bitching and/or flirting than serious attempts at partnership. ): )

005 | Video

May. 1st, 2011 08:36 am
[identity profile] erostripperella.livejournal.com
[ And here it is, Stripperella on video – with her hero suit on, this time] Hello, Death City! And welcome, new comers! My name is Stripperella – or you can call me Erotica Jones - I’m part of the Watch and if you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask.

Anyway, I’ve found a partner. His name is Haru, for those who know him, and we already moved in together. [she is proud of him. ]

Ah, yes, by the way. About the mutated pussy, was that problem taken care of? [ she means the mutant cats I’M SO SORRY ]

[ this is when one (1) very naked Haru sneaks behind Stripp. CHILDREN, PROTECT YOUR EYES . Haru easily pounces Stripp, playing the very playful kitty with purrs and nuzzles while his mouth is getting very attentive on her neck. And don't mind those wandering hands as they sneak upward to brush over her chest. ]

Meow, meow...I'm lonely, Strippchan. Pet me, pet me~

[ she turns her head, a bit surprised ] Haru! [ smiles a little to move to pet him, but remembers ] Ah, the communicator is on. [ turns the feed off.]

Jounal 001

May. 1st, 2011 12:33 pm
[identity profile] scionoftheflame.livejournal.com
[The video feed turns on and displays at an odd, swaying angle; flitting in and out of view is the lower part of what seems to be a white coat as well as the ends of rather long red hair that ends much lighter in color. The swaying and movement stops for a moment and the sound of a door being opened can be heard over the speakers, once the door is successfully open the person holding the communicator walks into an apartment before putting the device down on the first surface available.

Now in view is a young man, who appears maybe seventeen or so, with true red hair and green eyes. He proceeds to poke at the device a few times before letting out an angry sounding sigh.]

Stupid fontech... I don't even get this thing. Not that I was ever big on fontech that was always Guy's ar-

[His words cut of in a choked sound, his eyes growing watery for a moment before he squeezes them shut and presses the heals of his hands into them. The last thing Luke was going to do was cry over being betrayed by his best friend; it was Guy's fault that things ended up this way, not his. It is quite obvious now that he is unaware that any of this is being broadcast, most likely having activated the video feed by accident.]

What am I supposed to do? Nothing was my fault, why did everyone treat me like that?

[He sits down on a nearby chair, bringing his knees to his chest and  lets out some coughs that sound suspiciously like sobs as his hands leave his face to wrap around his knees.]

I guess the world just wants to laugh at me and call me a failure once again. Well fine, they can do that all they want, I am just going to stay right here; all I need is myself anyway.

[He buries his face into his knees, the only movement a constant, small shaking of his shoulders.]

[Video]

May. 1st, 2011 01:06 pm
[identity profile] de-faulty-hero.livejournal.com
[Cloud is sitting up in bed, looking far better than he has in a while. He's leaning pretty close to the camera as well, and his eyes are looking beyond further into the apartment. He's obviously up to something because he's whispering in a hushed voice into the microphone of the communicator.]

Today is the day I show the world a truly mighty power. It could even win the war if used appropriately. Now, you think some of you have seen this great force in action, but today...

[He trails off to peek around the camera and smirks]

Today is a special treat. I give you... 'O Glare'...

[There's shifting as the camera is turned around to face away from Cloud towards the balcony of the apartment. Rustling follows and then a white object appears to the side of the camera, steady but unidentifiable. The camera focuses in on the other resident of the household stalking towards the balcony in a manner only Sephiroth can pull off.

A pause and then a loud 'spufft' noise is heard and a flying white ball of spittle and paper goes flying across the room to strike Sephiroth in the back of the head, sticking to the silver hair. Sephiroth stops dead before slowly turning to face the camera with a glare so frightening it darkens the ex-General's features with the promise of a painful death. He settles this glare on the camera but mostly on Cloud beyond.]


Armies fall to such a look... uh...

[Cloud shifts the camera as Sephiroth begins the slow walk that promises pain. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.]

I maybe should have done this closer to a door... and when I could run. Oh Shiva, this is going to hurt... I did it for you, Shibusen. Rememb--

[The camera goes off abruptly as Cloud realizes he might actually want to get up and make a break for it. He takes the evidence with him.]

[OOC: Cloud's replies will be delayed; he's getting his butt kicked >.>]
[identity profile] kerorogunsou.livejournal.com
[You see a bathtub full of steaming water, suddenly a yellow hat surfaces, attached to a round green head and a pair of equally round black eyes. A pair of slick green arms rest on the edge of the bathtub.]

Kero~

You know...this place...really has a lot of cosplayers, de arimasu.
[identity profile] blindingrevenge.livejournal.com
Is it just me or did BREW bring a lot of people in this time? Can any of you even fight?

[he sounds annoyed, but it's the same rant he has every time there's a new batch of newcomers. it might mean more people to fight, but roughly half of those who show up don't do anything and it's more a hassle than anything to Sasuke. resources are strained as it is.]

Everyone better be figuring out what they are, at least. Without doing something stupid like throw yourselves down the stairs. Even if it's funny we don't need to be taking care of people who have brain damage because of it.


locked to Saralegui )

filtered to Naruto and Mifune )
[identity profile] sticktokicks.livejournal.com
[Hello, world! This is Chie, smiling and eating whatever the creepy pun equivalent of chili cheese Fritos are.]

Chie Satonaka, video log two.

Oh, yeah, apparently I can't start these like that for whatever dumb reason Yosuke made up. Now, what was I gonna talk about?

[ohmnomnom]

Oh yeah, training! I went this morning and it was a blast! I even went to class, and it wasn't terrible. Don't get me wrong, it still makes me mad that I have to be here, but as far as creepy alternate universes go...it could be worse.

But I'm gonna need a cookbook.
[identity profile] bondingspirits.livejournal.com
[Natsume appeared in the video with a slight frown, expressing worry more than anything else.]

Well, I guess this is on, isn't it? I'm Natsume Takashi. [slight pause] Thank you, Shibusen, for taking care of me.

[Alright. Now what was he supposed to say? These were the times where Natsume wished he could be more articulate.]

I...

Ah, sorry. I honestly don't know what to say on this thing.

[He was able to force a smile here, at least.]

If any of my friends or family are out there, let me know. I'll send over my room number.

[He wanted to call out their names, but...it might cause them some problems on such a public network. It's best to be quiet for now. He leaned over to turn off the feed, but pauses.]

Hm... Pets don't normally tag along, do they?

Video

May. 1st, 2011 08:04 pm
[identity profile] wiredgod.livejournal.com
[The girl that appears on the screen looks excited and rather wet, a towel draped around her shoulders]

Hey, hey! It's Bold here! Haven't had a chance to say much to the new arrivals, but I'm the second personality of three that lives in this body. You'll either see me, or the first personality--just call her Lain.

We're a weapon, a computer, and we're partnered with Neji!


[Rushed sort of introduction over, the girl quickly switches gears]

Look, I find this guy walking around outside, so I took him in! He doesn't speak, so I named him 'Kohane'! Neji-niisan, can I keep him? [her smile is quick and wicked, eyes glinting playfully as she turns the camera on 'Kohane.'

The man is obvious naked, but currently wrapped in some of the covers from Lain's bed. It's actually [Bad username or site: impartialsky title= @ livejournal.com], but, lol Bold doesn't know that. He's totally Bold's new pet.
]

Neji-niisan, do you have any clothes I could let him borrow? I'm pretty sure he shouldn't be walking around like this~

[She reaches back to take Zeus's hand in hers', intertwining their fingers and tugging him closer so the screen and everyone watching can get a better look at him]

Kohane, you should wave for everyone!

[Zeus does not wave. He just. Stares. Into your soul. Or more accurately, stares like he’s not quite sure what to make of any of this.

Bold doesn ‘t look very amused by this, but she rolls her eyes and turns the communicator off. Probably to give him lessons on Waving 101.
]

Video;

May. 1st, 2011 08:56 pm
[identity profile] lethalgrace.livejournal.com
( the video clicks on and...hey, there's actually nothing about the feed that shows she's particularly new to this technology. She's spent the time she's been around playing with it and talking to people through it and while it's...weird, it isn't particularly difficult to figure out. Can't say the same for other things. )

There sure are a lot of strange things here. People always used to say that I rushed into things too quickly but here... ( she holds up a hand as if she's about to make a swooshing motion but pauses because...she's staring at something off camera. )

Um. ( what was she saying? )

Well, no matter. I'd like to try that sometime, maybe. It seems like it'd be more dangerous than trying to ride a bear though. ( and people had been rather against that when she tried. )

I never thought I'd see the future like this...or that people in the future would like buttons that much. This little thing has buttons, the stove has buttons, I think my door has buttons and your clothes...I really don't get it. ( she hmmms thoughtfully to herself, looking past the communicator again, there are just so many new things. It's very distracting. Give her a moment to get back on track, to figure out what she meant to say anyways. )

Oh, to be honest I don't really care about this war but if I have to fight to get home faster I'll do it. Soooo... ( how had she seen others do it? ) You can call me Xiao Qiao and I'm going to need a weapon with no buttons! I'd prefer a folding fan but I guess I can't get too picky about it. If a weapon would like to help me fight to get home faster I'll give any sort a try!

( she clasps her hands together and leans towards the camera, a hint of her usual excitement and energy finally bubbling through. ) it's very nice to meet everyone, despite the circumstances.