[identity profile] lacking-assets.livejournal.com
It's been so quiet ever since that big crash the other day... has any explanation been offered as to why we had to land in the ocean in the first place?

Oh, and... does anyone know how long it's recommended to stay off a sprained ankle? It's been nearly a week...
[identity profile] runaway-chosen.livejournal.com
Mr Abel Blanchett,

I found your puppy. She's so cute! Would you like to come and get her? I've brought her to the library with me.

Colette
[identity profile] maskingtruth.livejournal.com
[ Shinra's doing a sweep of the dorms right now because he knows many students go back to their rooms after class and before heading to lunch. He's got a med kit with him from the infirmary along with a few other instruments he grabbed last minute.

In need of medical attention? Groan or something. He'll come find you.

Totally unconscious? That's fine. Leave your unconscious body somewhere and he'll come find you too. 8) IF YOU DARE.

...no I kid. Shinra's actually a good doctor when he's not busy being a fanboy. :'( ]


Hello? Is anyone there?

[ Knocknock. Snoop around. Rinse and repeat. ]

oo1 ✫

May. 30th, 2010 02:27 am
[identity profile] bitterfire.livejournal.com
[ Just because she was away from home, didn't mean she had to stop doing her drills. It was growing dark in the courtyard and Azula found a nice spot to train in since the training center always was overcrowded with people she didn't want to deal with. She took a deep breath and concentrated her energies. Her days were so filled up she was finding it harder and harder to have Azula time, but if she wanted to keep her mind off of how frustrated she was being here that was the only way to do it.

She knew it would soon be time to patrol the grounds for troublemakers, but that was still too far away. She started to stretch out her limbs, ignoring anyone who may be watching. ]

002

May. 28th, 2010 09:36 pm
[identity profile] rebeliune.livejournal.com
[ Here's a Lightning, walking - more like marching - her way down the circular path of the first floor, her destination in mind being the 2nd Floor. Her stride is brisk and long, the red cape of her attire flowing in her wake, and if one notices, there's a small frown on her face. The reason for this face? Why, it's mission time! ]

Bullying... Hn.

[ In a way, taking on this Mission (2) was more Snow's thing... But Lightning also isn't very lenient about bullying, so if anyone wants to join her for whatever reason, feel free! ]
[identity profile] venuskitty.livejournal.com
[Lingering about within the library for about a few hours now, Artemis settled down upon a table near the window in a vain attempt to study. While it would be much easier for him to write his notes while in human form, Artemis happens to be quite stubborn at times. So, if you come across a white cat trying to write with a pen, feel free to greet him. Despite the studious expression upon his feline features, Artemis isn't having a very productive day so far.]

Man, none of this stuff makes any sense! [Ripping out a page of his notebook, Artemis balls it up and tosses it towards the nearest trash bin.]

How the heck do they expect me to get this magick stuff if the whole Junction crap is so hard to learn? This frickin' school sucks!
[identity profile] lacking-assets.livejournal.com
[ It was a Sunday, with no classes on schedule. And thus, Noel experienced boredom, as she typically relied on her academics and classes to preoccupy her instead of being social. Normally she would be studying or practicing what she'd learned during the week prior, but most of her classes were combat-oriented, and she found herself reluctant to step foot in the Training Center again after her last experience.

And so, she opted to take up on Miku's advice and make some more friends. That typically involved putting yourself out there, which Noel attempted, loitering around quietly in the lobby past the front gate. She remained hesitant as other people passed, a bit too shy to pull anyone over and introduce herself.
]
[identity profile] vocavoice.livejournal.com
[ Miku's had no problem integrating with the BBS system. It's so fortunate that there's a port in these computers that's just her size!

Anyone around in the library may or may not be weirded out by the cable protruding from her ear. ]


Balamb Garden is the best school I've ever been to!

Even if I'd gone to other schools, this one would still be the best.

Do you like it here too?
[identity profile] certainescape.livejournal.com
this is going to sound so dumb, but could anyone let me borrow a GIRL'S UNIFORM? size SMALL.

i had an accident when i was trying to wash mine! it was an honest mistake, i DO know how to work washing machines, i'm not an idiot. please don't laugh.

- rise

↠ oo2

May. 18th, 2010 09:19 pm
[identity profile] swordbitch.livejournal.com
If you're taking up DEF 101, I suggest you don't get your instructor in the face.

Apparently they hate that kind of thing.

[Why is she announcing this? ... Because apparently she finds not hitting people in the face ridiculous. It's self defense, you should get them where it hurts! And now she wonders if these people haven't heard of the nose-nuts-and-guts treatment.]

001

May. 15th, 2010 07:37 pm
[identity profile] reortus.livejournal.com
[ To anyone who knew her, they'd be surprised to find a certain green-haired witch standing within the areas of the Training Center, looking around. After being in the Garden and taking its classes for about two weeks now, C.C. finds it time to at least test out what she now knows of this world's mechanics.

[ Though her eyes are narrowed in what seem like lazy boredom, she is alert to the sounds and details of the Training Center. From what she heard, the monsters - actual monsters, she notes - in the Training Center were moderately dangerous if one went in not knowing what they were doing, with the rare chance an even bigger threat lurking around. She stops at the area where small islands were connected to each other by planks as makeshift bridges and glances about the area. ]


Nothing so far. Hm. And I was hoping to test out these "Guardian Forces" I obtained...

[ In the distance, she hears a roar, but it's a faint sound and nothing immediately came from it, not even seconds after she heard it. Shrugging, C.C. moves on, hoping to find something to fit what this place's name is for. ]
[identity profile] roadrolling.livejournal.com
[This message is posted first in Japanese and then with an English copy below it, all thanks to the translator.]

I looked at those clubs and committees, but isn't there something more fun? There's got to be more I can do around here. Something with lots of action! Or at least a little.

Oh, also! Can I get some oranges? They sound really good, and it's almost snack time.
wrnpcs: ([headmaster])
[personal profile] wrnpcs
[It's quiet as night falls on Balamb Garden, quiet enough to hear the crickets chirping on the ground below and the sea waves lapping the shore in the distance. The sky is clear and full of stars. The halls of Garden are empty except for a couple cadets here and there -- indeed, even the faculty seems to be missing from their usual posts.

At exactly 2100, as soon as the dinner rush ends, the Garden chime sounds and the intercom clicks on. Once again, the Headmaster speaks to the Garden.
]

The Welcoming Ball is now beginning. Your attendance is requested at [2F] Ballroom.

I repeat, the Welcoming Ball is now beginning. Your attendance is requested at [2F] Ballroom. The ball will run until 2400. Students leaving the ball after curfew are to return to their dorms immediately.

The ball and its festivities tonight are being sponsored very generously by the Ruby group.

[After the announcement, the intercom falls silent. The faint sound of music can be heard from the second floor of the building.]


A mod note )

001. [bbs]

May. 9th, 2010 04:11 pm
[identity profile] swirlygreen.livejournal.com
So I kinda heard about this Welcoming Ball tonight? I don't know if it's a right party for me. 'Cause it's gonna be all fancy and stuff, right? I mean, I love attending parties, I'm the first one to do that, but I'm kinda nervous. I was excited at first, but then I started thinking and...

Do you think I really need to put on the evening dress? Does it have to be long and princess-like? I'd rather have it short and simple, I prefer playing with my hair than...

... Never mind. Anyway, I'm just not sure. Who's coming? ...Yunie?
[identity profile] lacqualia.livejournal.com
[Note:This entry is backdated to the morning of May 9th]

HELLO OUT THERE!


As you know, that ball thing is tonight, right? For those of you who still need something cute to wear, I'm declaring a group shopping trip to town!

For whoever wants to come, meet me around noon at the front gate!

Don't be late!

~Vanille

001.

May. 9th, 2010 12:37 pm
[identity profile] shivacycle.livejournal.com
Welcome ball tomorrow, right? Can't say I'm the biggest fan of dressing formally; but I'll take a look anyway. Who else is going?

For those of you I haven't met, I'm Snow. Chances are we'll bump into each other if you're doing the more physical classes.

01 | bbs

May. 9th, 2010 12:25 pm
[identity profile] soundcirculates.livejournal.com
[ the following message is posted twice: once in English, and again in Japanese. There aren't any major differences between the two. Anyone in the library is free to notice Luka having plugged herself into the computer, where the keyboard should be, via a lead in the back of her neck ]

Good day, fellow cadets.

My name is Megurine Luka – or Luka Megurine, if you'd rather – and like most of you, I've recently found myself residing in this altogether different world. I thought this the best way to introduce myself to a large number of people at once, and so: it's a pleasure to meet you all. I suppose I ought extend an extra hello to any of those being sponsored by Emerald, and while I don't yet have a roommate, I'm certain that will come to pass in due time. I look forward to studying with you all, and to make communication easier, I've attached a copy of my time table to the end of this post.

I thought, as an introductory exercise, you could all tell me something about the world you come from and your place in it, should you feel like it. I, for example, was rather famous in my own world, though I doubt that translates over here. Still, no matter, no matter; I believe this journey is about experiencing new things.

Additionally, I see that there is a Welcome Ball tonight. While I don't object to such a social event, even at late notice, it does leave me wondering whether or not everyone's had adequate time to find themselves dates and appropriate attire. After all, it doesn't seem as if people have been here for much longer than a week.

[ attachment: timetable.pdf | ]

o1.

May. 6th, 2010 11:27 am
[identity profile] nordr.livejournal.com
[ Cloud's found himself at the Quad, for no real reason. The cafeteria's far too crowded, and he hasn't had much of an appetite, since arriving; it's quieter here, and far more open than the privacy of his dorm room. There's space to think, to try and make sense of all that he's seen and heard, these past few days. The people he knows, they're saying things that don't add up, because whatever they seem to remember, he knows didn't happen. It must be the time compression. They just need a few days, weeks, months, to get a proper grasp of their memories ]

[ sat on the stage, he idly plays with a few loose pieces of materia as he loses himself in thought. He recognises them all by feel, nowadays; his fire materia is old and cracked, and when he presses the pad of his thumb against the surface, it feels like a hollowed out cross. Holding it tight, Cloud casts the spell in his empty hand, causing a small flame to suddenly flicker into life in his palm. Ever since all the mako injections, he's had so much more control over his magic. He lets the flames burn in and out on the tips of his fingers, confident, until the magic spreads, landing on the stage floor in front of him ]

Shit—[ he quickly stamps out the flame with his boot, before using his thumb to rub against the wood. It hasn't left a mark ] … gotta be more careful.

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