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07.27.2012 - 2
shininghero: ('o')
[After spending a long time puzzling over the hints posted on the board, Shirou's managed to find himself at Lumina Cloth. It's a marvelous town, really, and of course who wouldn't want to explore it? So that's what Shirou's doing.

a. Afternoon

Shirou's standing in front of the Arena signup table, occasionally asking the NPC a few questions about the Arena. Care to join him?

b. text

Anybody want to try to take on the Arena with me?


ooc: backdated to about 4-5 days after the hints were first posted.]
07.15.2012 - première danse
feeltherhythm: do you people know how tempting it is (Costume Change)
[walking out of the Chaos Gate is a young Macabre Dancer with red hair. He looks a bit disoriented... And appears to be talking to himself] I can't say I remember ever coming across something as strange as this. Then again, it isn't every day you go to sleep in your own bed only to wake up on a stone floor, is it? Sleepwalking isn't really my thing. Granted, this whole costume gig isn't something I'm foreign to, but I don't think I've ever had to wear something like this. Eh, Fondue?

[he looks down only to find that he was standing there alone]

... Fondue?

[a quick search reveals absolutely nothing. No fur, no bandanna, no pretty poodles for Fondue to woo]

Oh... Where'd he run off to? [he turns to try and stop a passerby] Hello! Excusez-moi? Can I have a moment of your time? 'Allo! I'm a bit lost and it seems like my partner has gotten himself lost as well. Do you know where we are, why I'm dressed like this and have you seen an Altasian Cheesehund around?



[ooc: I have no icons, but I can't seem to bring myself to care. 8T also might be scarce this week, be back on the 21st]
07.15.2012 - o2; text
isolates: (you can depend on me)
so the bbs is finally back! it sure took them long enough to get it up and running but at least we have it again (^∇^) looks like things are starting to get back to normal around here! maybe they'll even give us flash mail next.

(hopefully hopefully)

by the way, anybody get any ideas on the anon post?
minetodecide: (pic#)
[Should you find yourself in a temple dungeon, you find either;

A) Ryusei leaning on the wall next to the entrance of the first room from the chaos gate, battered, bruised, tired, and about to pass out.

or...

B) Somewhere around the second floor, you would find him fending off a small pack of these guys

OR...

C) You'll see him at the third floor, going to the fourth, in a pretty bad shape.

Why did he go to some place where he'll probably get himself killed? Training, a rare item, cause he felt like it, who knows? You'll have to ask.]
06.30.2012 - ♭ NOTE 02
noisyclockhands: (Default)
[ Some days start out kind of bizarre, some days stay kind of normal

needless to say that bizarre is pretty much the default here, but it can always be upped a bit, right? Not that there is need to worry, the extra weird today is mostly harmless!

When you walk around the town you'll see different posters pinned to buildings, walls, trees? maybe even trees. Also: to people's backs, because someone has no shame.

They look like regular wanted posters really, or as regular as it gets here. There is a text ('Tulip Killer, not all that dangerous! Needs to be caught as soon as possible' or 'Lost Puppy, not properly house-trained yet. Would be happy to have him returned to us!'), a probably unfamiliar member address as well as a self-drawn picture above that. Amusingly enough, both types of posters show the same thing: a pretty boy with smooth features and light-shaded hair.

The likeness is easily good enough to recognise one (1) Hope Estheim for those who know him.

So, what will you do? Ping that number? catch Oz while he is pinning a poster to something/someone/you? ask him how he keeps those things to actually stay stuck?

or be sane and walk away from this nonsense ]
failedrescue: (Manga: Chaaaaarge!!)
[Up for leveling up in a grassy field? So was Asad, especially since training hard is also a requirement for a soldier even if he was stuck here.

Though he couldn't quite say the same about dancing, which is what he was attempting now. Dancing. In the middle of a field. It was sad how he keeps messing up before he could actually finish a spell against the monster though.

It takes him two more tries before he finally gets it though, just narrowly avoiding getting attacked by his target.]
Gan Bolg!

[Not that it was much help. He lets out a frustrated sound at that and proceeds to just hit him with his fan, folding it close and whacking it until it disappears.

Right, that was yet another embarrassing experience.]


All right. Let's try this again! Perhaps I should start with my left this time.

[Hopefully, no one witnessed his less than impressive moves.]
06.25.2012 - II. Red
eightofseven: (defensive concentration)
[For once, "Al Saiduq" has chosen to make himself visible again. But rather than stare intently at people like he usually does, he seems to be thinking about something instead.]

[Namely, what it is he would do now. From his conversations with people here (mostly Oz), the possibility that he would come to be despised by all was becoming too great to ignore. Normally, self-preservation would be among the least of his concerns, and even though he now knew (albeit not firsthand) that death was impermanent in this world, he didn't know what would happen with regards to the Shining One's situation if he were to fall in battle. It wasn't time for that yet. He wasn't ready.]

[If you come and speak to him, he'll greet you with a "Hello", and possibly with a nickname, or a title maybe, if you have one.]
06.13.2012 - 1
shininghero: ('o')
[Usually Shirou would have thought about this long ago. However, between the very odd world that he was in, and the fact that somehow a week had disappeared in the blink of an eye, literally, it had taken him about a month or so before the thought of level grinding occurred to him. He had been busily spending most of his time beforehand exploring the town, fields and dungeons and understanding the leveling system and weapons.

Now armed with a fairly good understanding of the leveling system, it was time to actually gain some levels. He wanted to reach level 20 as soon as possible so he could access his cell phone and check the status of his demons and abilities. There was a slight problem though... The Shadow Warlock class was magic based, and he probably didn't have the Repel Physical skill equipped, so if he went alone, things would get nasty fast. He would have to find some party members to grind with.

Today, you may be approached by the blue eyed Shadow Warlock, who was going around asking everyone the same question.]


Would you like to join me in level grinding?
06.13.2012 - ♞ 001
doggedness: (☁ aloof)
[Roberto will tell you what he does not remember doing: changing clothes, going into a Gateway to another world, somehow obtaining new clothes and a weapon? And the device in one hand blinking a cheerful touch me up at him is not helping improve his mood any.

He’s tried circling around the Chaos Gate for some time now, staring at it, thinking that it somewhat resembles a Gateway but. He’s already tried walking closer, into it, and nothing’s happened. Does he have to find a Wanderer in this world or something? (It does not even occur to him to use the relic, of course. He is suspicious.) His eyebrows are furrowed with deep displeasure and there’s a scowl fixed on his face.

He shoves the relic in a pocket and goes about exiting the building wherein the Chaos Gate is contained. He stares at the city and the landscape before him, frowns some more, and heads toward the bridge. Either way, whether it be just outside the building, the bridge, or in the square of Mac Anu itself, you may find yourself victim to a jarring]


Hey, you! [because what are manners when you have questions.]
splinterself: (Default)
[Dirk had decided to be productive. Ish. (Productiveish? That ain't even something tha-...and that led to a chain of thought he decided to not climb down for the time being. His responder had better not be letting him down, though.)

In a way he had gotten the idea from Faris. If the pirate use could magic from crystals (he wasn't sure he wanted to know) and the game they were in had no problems, then there was no reason why he couldn't use puppetkind or fncysntakind. It wasn't like he had forgotten how to use either of them. No reason at all.

Well, except for not having any puppets or fancy Santas to weaponize.

He had obtained the materials through a long and arduous process which - frankly speaking - didn't really matter. It was pretty boring, as was him finding a quieter part of Mac Anu and starting work, so we'll skip to the interesting part: Dirk had gotten a little bit sidetracked and was putting the finishing touch on a plush which was disconcertedly well done considering what he had to work with. (It was pretty sad, seriously. It felt like he was trying to build a robot and only had a chisel and a rock to work with.) In his defense, the idea was fucking amusing and he was going to roll with it for now, and as he turned it over in his hands to make sure he didn't miss a spot he had to admit...it ain't his best work, but it ain't the worst he's done either.

Enter someone else. You? Why not. If he knows you, assume that if he sees you he'll give you a nod of recognition, a sort of silent broed sup. If he's related to you or you're somebody from back home, he'd give you a hey, a greeting with your name. There may be a slight amused smirk accompanying the above. Your call.]
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