Since I haven't talked to the community in a while, why don't we start with an easy question!

If you were to pick one color out of these two, which would it be?
The colors are either red or blue.

If you could have anyone locked in a room so that you could torment them for a day, whom would you choose, and how would you torment them? Let's try and see some originality, class~

Ok everyone! So you were a little boy and or a little girl growing up in a happy little town. And then that town is completely consumed by darkness and rots away and becomes evil and everyone dies!
Except you. Because it would be anti-climatic if you died.

It's several years later and you're all grown up now and you have to go face the horrors that have taken over your town! But you'll need help from three people, because you're too much of a wuss to do it all by yourself.

Most fantasy novels have a warrior who can takes hits, a magic user who has breasts, an archer who can attack from a distance and the comic relief who is useless except for one time when they prove themselves and quickly go back to being useless.

Who are you and who do you take with you?

A general announcement to any of you who are going to insist on giving me trouble in one way or another (either by trying to "protect" people from me, or by punching me in the face) instead of going after the woman who really caused all this:

I did not just wake up one day and decide to begin indiscriminately attacking people. I am not planning "future attacks" on the community, or anything silly like that. And I am NOT going to leave this hospital. If anyone forcibly removes me, I'll just come back.

Are we clear? I should certainly hope so.

OOC: This is dated after the (ongoing?) RL with Itsuki and Penelo, which is technically supposed to take place tomorrow. I know I said I was through forward-dating stuff but afsdjfk we're going to be on the road for much of the day tomorrow and tagging while carsick is haaaaard bawwww. SO. SORRY, ONCE AGAIN. DX

Hey! Attention, whoever it was who stole Cross's stuff!

He's been moping around the house lately, which means I have to get food for myself cause Miha-nii sucks at cooking, and I've run out of money again but he's too cranky to give me any more, so here's the deal! You give it back, and we'll only shoot you in one leg! ♥

It seems we have a bit of downtime while at Mount Nibel; Aerith and Tifa managed to convince Cloud to give us some time to ourselves before we continue on. As it is, we have a camp site just before the mountain path.

...Yuffie has insisted asked that I speak with someone here, a woman that has memories of me being here before, it seems. I don't know when we will have a calm resting period like this again - if she is still here, I am willing to speak now.

It looks like my fears about being promoted were correct. I'm now a sergeant. In the countryside.

[There is a sound of a hand fan going rapidly, also the slightly heavy breathing of a hot, tired girl.]

It is... so... hot... We are dying of the Fahren heat! We need a way to cool off, but we do not know how. Does anyone know a way we can ease our suffering?

[She sighs, seeming irritated.]

We told nature to give us a break, and it didn't listen to us!

I suppose as long as I’m a member of this community--no matter how forced my membership might have been--I might as well use it to my advantage.

I’ve been sitting around hotel rooms for the better part of the week with nothing to do but twiddle my thumbs and roll around in my misery, and frankly, it’s getting dreadfully boring, so I come to you, my new friends, to help me out in my time of need.

I figure what I need is a stiff drink and an engaging movie, and I look to you to provide me with recommendations. Surely you have them?

What sort of drinks and movies spark your fancy, DDD? Don’t hold back.

When the recording starts, there isn't much sound beyond waves hitting against the side of a metal ship, and the faint sound of breathing. But this doesn't go on for very long before Rikku starts to talk.

I was wondering, what do people here think about 'religion'? It's 'cause I was talking to Yunie about it the other day, and we're never, ever going to agree on stuff like that I don't think.

See, we only really have one religion here. There used to be more, but we don't really know anything about them! A thousand years of just the one religion has pretty much gotten rid of anything about the old ones! So now there's juts the Church of Yevon. And either you're a Yevon-worshiper...or you aren't. (I'm not, and Yuna is.)

She can be heard standing up, the sound of her boots echoing as she wanders around the deck of the metal ship.

See, there's this creature here on Spira called 'Sin'. And Sin attacks towns and villages and travelers, and has for almost a thousand years! And Yevon teaches that Sin is a punishment, sent because societies a thousand years ago were so addicted to Machina that they had to be punished. And everyone will keep getting punished until we've 'purified' ourselves of all that stuff.

I don't agree, but I'm an Al Bhed! I was raised to use machina, I love machina, and...it's not bad. So...yeah. But nearly everyone else besides us are Yevon worshipers!

Anyway...what do you guys think? Not about that, I mean, but about religion in general? Or about Spira's, I guess. If you're here! Or...even if you're not!

[Viral's sitting outside.  There's sand everywhere--he's in a desert--and he doesn't look good.  Not that he looks bad.  He just doesn't look good.  His clothes are a wreck, his hair is a mess, and he's covered in dirt and sand.  He's not hurt, though.  He's leaning back against his ganmen, in the shade, hidden from the sun by a cliff's edge.

He's watching someone.  And you can hear them.  There's children's laughter and parent's scolding.  One smallish human girl runs over to him, and "hides" behind a rock.  He pretends not to notice her.  She runs up to him and drops a ring of flowers at his feet before running back off.  He picks it up and stares at it a minute.]

So I guess that's what it's like.

[He picks it up and stands, and glances over at the computer.  Noticing the light's on, his eyes widen.  Then, after a second's thought, he crushes the wreath in his fist, turning away.]

[... I felt the need to do a fluffy Viral post.  STFU]

Does any human know what a play bow is? I mean, it's not exactly the hardest thing in the world to understand.

[At first, all you see is a stuffed lion picking his nose and flipping through a magazine before the actual event happens. It's the dead of night (or whatever, there's no clock an it's at night) , and there's something odd happening in Kurosaki Ichigo's bedroom. Out of nowhere, someone appears standing on his desk and a black butterfly flutters behind him. He immediately takes stock of the room, his expression showing that HE DOES NOT APPROVE OF THIS SHIT.]

Completely unacceptable.

[He takes out a tracker to see where Ichigo is keeping his sister 8|.]

... He would not do something as indecent as -

[Before he can reach for the wardrobe, Ichigo's dad breaks through the floor.]


ICHIIIIIIIIGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[For a moment, you can't see what's happening but then you see Byakuya's foot on the back of Isshin's head, pressing it down into the floor and grinding. Inaudible because this is hax0rs is a: ]

B-Byabo, yo-you've grown so cold and violent.

[ooc; ACTIONSPAM FOR WHOEVER IS THERE, RIGHT? orz, please let me know if this isn't okay.]

It would appear that a lot of people from Gaia have made their appearance here, it is very fortuitous to have all of you here present. However, there is some issue concerning continuity, no?

If you're from Gaia, regardless of who you are, please reply here with the last thing you remember. After all, if we're all going to be in one place, we should at least be informed of our experiences.

Additionally, if you work for me as a contract worker please ensure that you are on the correct version of Gaia. I am not paying to work in a world where my goals are not being achieved.

[locked to the Turks & Kyo]

Reno, Tseng, Marquise and Kusanagi. My office, now. We have a brand new project to discuss.

[/locked]

[ooc; 8O when I get back from the store, there'll be an open RL for anyone who wants to come bug Rufus 8| I mean anyone.]

Nurse: "..been in and out of conciousness since she was brought in."

Gordon: "I want an armed guard on her door at all times, is that understood?"

Nurse: "Of course, Commisioner, but .. are the restraints really necessary, Sir? I mean .. Miss Quinzel is hardly capable of-"

Gordon: "YES, the restraints are necessary and they damn well better stay in place!"

Nurse: "I'm sorry, Sir! Of course they will."

Gordon: "Good. Ramirez, if there is any sign of him-"

Ramirez: "We'll let you know, Sir. (a beat of silence) Sir, has .. have there been any leads in who did this to her? The Joker has banged her up before .. and Two Face would be more than capable, but he's in Arkham .. did Batma-"

Gordon: "No, he wasn't responsible for this, Ramirez. You know better than that. (there is a pause and a sigh) No, they're still investigating .. She was hardly an innocent bystander though; enough damned C-4 to take down a building.."

Ramirez: (silence as she nods) "We'll handle it, Sir .. and .. and the device around her wrist, Sir?"

Gordon: "We're investigating that as well . it could have been tied in as a detonator, but it's in the evidence locker at the moment .. damned paperwork.."


Harley had been spared some burns others had suffered, although second (a a few third) degree burns marred her pale skin along her legs and back and down her left arm. She has stitches across her right brow, from eyebrow to just short of her hairline and her torso has been wrapped to secure the pair of cracked ribs on the same right side.

All injuries aside, she is currently restrained (wrist and ankle) to the hospital bed she is in. She was unaware of this conversation as it took place, unconcious and under the effects of hard painkillers after Azula's attack. She has been slipping in and out of conciousness, but the morphine (etc) have done very well at keeping her out and pain free.


[ooc: Escape attempts are imminent upon waking and of course anyone is free to rescue/visit lil ole Harley. If not, she'll end up in Arkham.. again (blamed for the explosions, etc) and I'll have her there until Mistah J breaks her out for her canon.]

I need your opinion on something. I have a friend of mine, and he dresses like a funeral parlor owner and now he wears bright orange which is hardly flattering. But, I need to ask you for sake of argument so I can rub it in his face, which one of us dresses better?

This sorry guy who looks like he's watching kittens drown and here have another sample.

Or:

( 8D Cut OOCly, but it's Brad Pitt. )

Your answer should be that "Yes, Rusty - you're right, color is a lot better than looking like Tom Jones at his own funeral".

[There's a soft click and then a long pause before the sound of someone shuffling papers and moving objects around can be heard.]

This box... is this the works of the Americans? I am most positive that this box is not the invention of the German troops. They would have informed us ahead of time as would our other ally. Is this a different kind of radio? We better test out the signal that this box is sending before we turn it on.

[It becomes more obvious upon further listening that the recording of Kiku’s voice was on accident. He is actually addressing his soldiers, unaware that the ‘box’ or computer is switched to on.]

Where was this radio found, soldier? Was it near the Allies’ fort or did it just happen to wash up on shore? Please submit a report to our intelligence team and request for an inspection on the box. One side of the cube is glowing so please move with caution and haste. Tell our soldiers to be on the lookout for the enemy, this device may be transmitting our location to their radios.

[A ‘yes sir!’ echoes in response to Kiku before he starts to tinker with the computer by himself. After a longer moment of silence then the first pause, the computer beeps and pulls up a video.]

[Accidental Video]

Ah… why is my face on the radio?

I need a world hop to Axl's world now! It's an emergency!

Whoever is responsible, for her, you might want to know that she's alive, and hopefully when she comes around, whatever drug she was on--because that's what I'm told made her nuts--got flushed out of her system.

If you're worried about her, and want to see how she is, fine. If you're looking for revenge, don't bother replying.