Rosiel
30 January 2012 @ 12:00 am
 
The same substance, in a tea spoon's fill is cure, in excess is... hmmm. Poison.

Well, Paracelsus be bless-damned, I shouldn't want more than a bite of you nomad tribes any-the-how. Unless you bring and maybe sing news, or blood offerings, or prayers.

But mostly news. Come, come, parasites. I'll take your news.


[ ooc: nothing past AS vol. 18, please ;; ]
 
 
Aion
30 January 2012 @ 02:31 am
[Video:]

[See a man clearly sitting at a table in what appears to look like a small inner garden. For anyone who knows the City, its within the Cathedral walls as he chose this location for a specific reason and made certain the camera on the device showed such hints of it.

Enjoying a cup of coffee, he slid the plate of water that was often left there and pulled out a bag of seeds for the birds to peck at if they so wished.]


The first of the new year. It was well expected. I'm begining to think you're advertising this abyssal of a cage than anything else. Now it's only to determine which you've managed to string.

Choose wisely, deities.

[ooc; Backdated for 4th wall~! =TTWTT= <33 Anything goes at this point! And open everything! AP, network, you name it!]
 
 
Current Location: Cathedral garden
Current Mood: cynical
 
 
Klarth F. Lester
30 January 2012 @ 02:57 am
[Video:]

[Turning on the device, Klarth gave a small bow of his head as he calmly introduced himself with a smile.]

Hello visitors. My name is Klarth F. Lester, a scholar and summoner from Euclid. Aselia Calendar year 4203. If anyone is familiar with my origins, please I ask you to contact me immediately. I'm ah..

[He thinks about the next thing he was about to say and draws his hat down a bit over his eyes. She wouldn't be here...]

...Nevermind. Thank you.

[ooc; Backdated to 4th wall and open to anything (AP, network)! Comfort him, tease him, whatever! He's missing Mirald hardcore but he won't admit it~ =TTWTT= / He's taken from the end of the original game so I'm open to discuss most except anything related to Narikiri Dungeon X, especially any spoilers! Thank you!]
 
 
Current Mood: awwwkwaaard
 
 
Eleanor Lamb
30 January 2012 @ 09:07 am
[Eleanor is at a desk in City Solutions. She's surrounded by books, notebooks and pens and she's working hard. Reading, taking notes, cross-referencing. At one point, she sets everything down , stretching her fingers for a moment before addressing the device.]

That was quite the weekend. Is this a common occurrence here? A sudden rush of visitors from everywhere and then they vanish? [She pauses, her nose wrinkling just slightly.] That seems like a tease, all those people coming and going so quickly. How often does this occur?
 
 
Alisha Bailey
30 January 2012 @ 10:21 am
So, if all these people are coming in, does that mean there's a way out?

[ it's kind of logical, isn't it? for someone to come in, there has to be an exit. ]

What the fuck is wrong with this place?

[ alisha can be found walking around the city. anywhere you are, she is. ]

( ooc | no canon puncture or face doubles and please don't tell her anything past 3x03. )
 
 
Dr. Marie Delacroix :: Engineering
30 January 2012 @ 10:33 am
[After such a busy weekend... It seems someone has been left behind. The voice is a woman's, she bears a distinct accent. She is speaking rapidly in an adrenaline fueled anger that has the softest tinge of hysteria to it. The last thing she remembered was being cornered by the annelids, their grotesque song and their fangs and claws.]

Whatever zhis is, I am taking no part in your ridiculous games. Zhe Many could not take me, and you, SHODAN, will have no better luck. They 'ave killed me once already, but I will continue to defy you and all you call your children so long as I 'ave zhe thoughts to turn against you.

Glory to mankind, goddess. You will always be weak to us.

Now, release me from zhis pathetic simulation, you 'ave no right to call up my ghost for your amusement, you... crazed circuit board...

[All the energy fades from her voice by the end. Finally she murmurs, voice strained,]

Merde ... Vous avez même laissé me saigner dans cette illusion ...
DELACROIX to VOID: 11-07-2114 re: Bleeding Out

this is delacroix of the von braun. immediate response required.

soldier respond. respond.

do not be dead.

[[ooc; action is quite welcome, although if we don't want to goldfish bowl (which I, personally, don't mind) it will have to be first come, first serve. but really. all your cr, give it to me. hover french text for translation.]]
 
 
Gwendolyn
30 January 2012 @ 04:00 pm
[A young woman appears on the screen rather distraught. The girl has a golden tiara on her head, and the feed quickly moves to show blue, purple and black wings on her hips as she’s trying her best to maneuver the device. She kind of got a decent grasp of it, but there are still some difficulties since she’s not familiar with this level of technology.

It seems there’s a left over from your curse! Seeing that the crowds of the streets had greatly lessened in numbers, she thought she would be leaving soon as well, but instead has found herself still here. Being polite, she asks the device:]


Would anyone ever so kindly tell me why I have not been returned to my home world? Could it be that the effects are lasting a bit longer on myself and that I should be returning to my realm soon? If not, then it may very well be that this realm is one King Odin can freely enter and leave, much like the Netherworld.

[A true definition of exile, though she should be grateful she wasn’t placed in the Netherworld.]
 
 
Rose Tyler
30 January 2012 @ 05:56 pm
[Rose is lying diagonally across her bed when the video comes up. She looks a bit preoccupied.]

City's quiet again. Always interestin' to see who shows up though. Anybody have someone from home stay this time?



[Locked from the Doctors, Donna, Jenny, Amy, Rory, & Jack]

I know there's all sortsa people here from all sortsa different worlds. I'd guess mosta those worlds got some sorta legend 'bout the fountain of youth or immortality, yeah?

M'interested in hearin' 'em.
 
 
Rapunzel
30 January 2012 @ 09:31 pm
[Rapunzel is not acting like herself today. For starters, the workaholic did not go into work today, calling in and saying she couldn't come in, but not giving any explanation.


Sitting by herself at the edge of the fountain, Rapunzel doesn't appear sick...but she's not herself either. She's awful quiet, looking rather sad and down, twisting a strand of hair around her finger nervously. It's like all her confidence and energy is just gone.

Pascal is sitting next to her, nudging her hand gently, and she turns to him, giving him a small, sad smile, before looking away, staring off into space.]