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[She knows that she should be in the Infirmary right now. Watching over them, waiting, and probably pacing a path onto the floor.

She should, but she can't

Instead she's hunched up in a sunny corner of the quad trying desperately to forget how it feels to bee dead. It's funny, but the only reason she's even letting herself break down like this is because none of her team, her family, is here to see her. If they were she would have been calm perhaps impassive even, because it's clear that she needs to stay strong for their sakes if not her own.

But for right now with the remnant of her team both lying so still, she can allow herself the luxury of completely falling apart. At least this time there's no one's life depending on her actions but her own.

If anyone is to stumble across her corner they'll find Artemis hunching up in a small ball, rocking back and forth slightly with a look on her face that flickers between despair, worry, and a handful of other emotions none of them particularly positive. Also, through all of this she doesn't say a word.]

♈ 001

Oct. 30th, 2011 11:06 pm
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bbs |

As much as I'd like to say it's nice to meet you all and how nice it is to be here
I'm afraid that's not really the case
Even if this place is really interesting
I was kind of about to be in the middle of something really important
Still I figured I should introduce myself since it's looking like I'm going to be here a while!
So hello
My name is Aradia Megido
I'm sure there's a lot I can learn from all of you!


[Aradia can be found making her way through the buildings and around the outside of them, mapping them into her memory instead of relying on the map she was handed. If anyone spots her from far off, she won't seem too different from any other Aradia, despite her clothes- until you get close enough to see the kabuki-like makeup on her face and the indigo symbol on the front of her shirt. Occasionally, she'll stop in at a terminal to check up on her BBS post, but otherwise, she'll just be making her way through as much of the place as she can.

She's really quite pleasant- charming and friendly even, if you choose to talk to her- watch out though, you might get stuck answering questions about the Garden if you're not careful.]
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[With only a day to go before classes started, Gavril thought it would be a good idea for the instructors to get together and try to enjoy themselves before the stress of the start of the school year got to all of them. But more than that, it was a chance for them to all get together and get to better know one another, as there weren't many instructor activities where they could come together and mingle without having to chaperone.

Or at least, that was the theory.

Though he had sent PMs to all the instructors inviting them out, he was beginning to wonder if maybe no one would show up, or that only the few people he was friendly with would show up, or any other number of things as the minutes counted down to the time he had given everyone. He'd even gone so far to move the location to a bar in Balamb after learning at least one of the instructors was underage, as he'd managed to convince the owner of this particular bar to allow underaged instructors in tonight, but only if they got their hand stamped to prevent them from obtaining alcohol. Also, by moving it off Garden, it lessened the chances of bumping into any students.

Not one to be a pessimist, though, Gavril quickly pushed such thoughts from his mind and started drinking a little early, nursing a beer while he hoped for a large turnout.]

((OOC: For the sake of my sanity, I'm handwaving the fact that Gavril sent out PMs inviting every instructor to a night out before the new semester starts. Feel free to mingle with one another and otherwise do what you like! Though Gavril started it this is very much an open post for everyone to get to know each other better, and relax before the start of classes, so tag around! And if your character feels so inclined, drink away. We'll figure out who has to pay the tab in the morning :D

Also, I apologize for any typos there may be as it's 2am, and I will fix it in the morning >>; ))

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If you were not affected by Time Compression's latest stunt, then disregard this message. I assume you have nothing of interest to offer me.

The remainder of those who have unfortunately been affected, I would like to speak with you, either via message or in person if you so prefer. Particularly, I'm interested in whether or not you've showed a distinct lack of powers beforehand.

Those of you who have had prior abilities can rest easy. I have no desire to round you up for identification.

Erik Lehnsherr
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[Eyes drift down to his paper then back up again. Steps are quiet and hesitant but he is out walking around and that is a stride in itself. Brows knitted together in a obvious look of confusion and lingering stress which loosens slightly as he exhales quietly. The words upon the parchment did little to explain the entirety of the situation and he was mildly desperate for more information. He figured that the letter was supposed to give the basic premise, but certainly didn’t dive under the surface of the issue and certainly didn’t stop his heart from beating rapidly within his chest.

Shoving it into his pocket as he walked around, his eyes searched around, pausing to look at the architecture that he came across, lips parted by the impressive design but it didn’t remove his thoughts from the situation at hand. His wandering had a purpose, he was in hopes of finding someone, anyone that could help, and preferably anyone with a familiar face. The thought alone caused his steps to pick up their pace and his eyes to look around a little more quickly, less inclined to marvel at the surrounding area, something that seemed more out of a fictional film than reality.

Quietly thankful that he still remained with his talents from home, despite the note of caution it was one of the thoughts that was stopping him from falling into a complete and utter panic attack, reverting back to the mental state he was a year ago.

He can be found here and there--until he finally stops and finds a seat, running his hands through his hair with a sigh--what to do?]

o1 [BBS]

Sep. 11th, 2011 01:14 am
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Well this isn't the the prison break I was trying to stop...

So um...what's going on?
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[Morning| Training Center]

[If you're in the training center, or nearby, you might see Dick doing a little training. Nothing too complex, mostly just stretches and some gymnastics and acrobatics to make sure he doesn't get rusty.

He goes through his stretches routinely, starting from a sitting position before going into a handstand.

However, it's when he starts doing some flips and more complex feats that he starts realizing something. He's floating a few inches above the ground. This. This isn't usually normal. As soon as he realizes it, he also falls on his back.] Ow. [He sits up, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. That was really weird...]

[Afternoon| Quad]

[Dick is spending the rest of his afternoon reading. There's a folder on the table near him which probably deals with his classes, but right now he's reading a book he's taken from the library.

He doesn't seem to realize that he isn't in his seat though, but actually floating a few inches above it again.]

[[OOC: Decided to give Dick levitation/flying for his superpower.
[identity profile]
Hello students and fellow instructors. I would introduce myself fully, but I believe it's unprofessional to have my students call me by my first name, so you can call me Instructor or Ms. Wayne. Manners and everything, you know? I'll be taking over half of the Criminal Justice classes. I have a large amount of experience in my field, and I hope I can help all of my students come to a better understanding of the subject.

If any of you need anything, anything at all, feel free to let me know, or seek me out outside of class. I'm here to help.

- Instructor Wayne

[You can catch her that day, moving her things into the inn. She hasn't packed lightly at all, but she seems more than capable of carrying all her heavy bags around on her own. Still, it couldn't be polite to leave her to move all of those on her own, could it?

Or you can find the young woman in the lobby shortly before dinner time, looking out of place in her neatly pressed dress and high heels. She's casting the room a nostalgic look, but staying out of the way for the most part. It's been a long time since she was here.]
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[ Man it sure is noisy out this time of day. Students running back and forth through the Quad chatting it up with their friends and trying to get to class. A girl laid fully on a bench in the Quad watching everyone passing by as if it were a movie. That's what people watching was all about, wasn't it? Watching those around you as if you weren't even there?

She sighed softly and turned her head to stare at the sky. She held her letter above her as the sunlight shone through the paper.

Well Sashs? I don't think we're in Gotham anymore [ She sighs a little and turns to her side on the bench. She wanted to reach out and get someone's attention, but then again this place was too new. If she did that what would she even say? It was best to keep to herself for the time being. She turned once more on the bench and placed the letter on her face. She didn't feel up for exploring classes. Maybe if she were lucky no one would want to bother her if she looked like she was sleeping, not that she could in a new place like this.]
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Scenario A: Inn Kitchen
[Don't ask how or why, but somehow through the magic of politics and sheer scaring the crap out of people, Damian's managed to commandeer the Inn Kitchen for an hour or two to make iftaar for the evening. It's still daylight, so he can't taste or drink the stuff he's making... and it's kind of a problem.

He's thiiiiis close to grabbing the nearest person he sees to ask them to taste-test his food. As it is, though, he's just staring at the recipe book and hoping that Allah(swt) won't mind it if he got a couple of ingredients wrong.]

Scenario B: Fisherman's Horizon Pier
[It's nighttime and Damian's FINALLY able to break his fast. He's sitting on the edge of the pier, with his date in one hand and fruit juice in the other. After murmuring a prayer, he inhales his date whole and gulps down his fruit juice in literally 2.5 seconds. It doesn't matter how often he's fasted---it still feels good to have something in his stomach after so long.

He doesn't bother to get up, though; he's more interested in feeling the sea breeze. Maybe it's stupid of him to sit and potentially miss Maghrib, but it's actually pretty nice out here!]

[ooc | As always, unfamiliar words can be deciphered by placing your mouse over them. :3 If it doesn't work for you, let me know and I'll translate.]
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How much for these?

[The shops in Fisherman's Horizon aren't all that whelming. At least the air here is clean compared to Gotham. It feels... weird. Nice, but weird. There's a young boy with dark hair and blue eyes browsing a little way's away from Drunkman Alley. He gets himself a pair of sunglasses — or tries to, until the shop owner makes a face and tells him there's a "problem".]

Huh? Oh — gil, right. Sorry, my bad.

[The kid takes back the American bills, rifling through his pockets for a few seconds before replacing them with a bunch of coins. Not sure if those shades match with the cadet uniform, but he seems to really want them... As soon as he's got them on, the boy seems more relaxed, hands back in his pockets as he wanders off.]

[Dick Robin Dick will be investigating various parts of the locale if you want to run into him! Setting up any sort of scenario inside the Garden is cool, too.]

(ooc: Neville! Are you here somewhere? Robin is your roommate. :D Want to meet up at the inn or anything?)
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[The Garden's really a sight for sore eyes. She's been away long enough that it brings her feelings of nostalgia, even if it's not really her home. It'll have to do and it's the best she has. Her first stop for the day is the cafeteria where she eats a terribly filling brunch (and her portions are nothing to sneeze at). She takes her time, watching the students and listening in on what she's missed while she's been away.

It doesn't take her long to hear about the carnival and dance. It's a shame she didn't know about it or she might have tried to get there sooner. Oh well.

The early afternoon is spent setting her things in her room and getting herself back in shape for the following day. She has a new routine she has to learn, after all. But as the day starts to wind down, she heads out to the quad to relax with a cup of tea.]

(ooc: feel free to spot her throughout the day in any of the locations mentioned!)
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[There seems to be a festive atmosphere all throughout Garden. Why? Because it's the Homecoming Carnival! The Garden Festival Committee has been hard at work all morning and when 1300 hours strikes, it's finally open for everyone to enjoy.

There's a map on the Directory which shows where everything is located:


Have fun, Garden!]

[OOC: As noted, this has been backdated to last Friday. So as not to exclude new characters who came in after, though, it can be assumed that their arrivals were backdated so they can participate.

PLEASE DO NOT POST UNTIL WE HAVE FINISHED PUTTING UP THE SUBCOMMENTS. Thank you! We're done posting the subcomments, you can go ahead and jump in!

EDIT: Also, we forgot to mention: Players can assume that characters take different shifts which allow for everyone to enjoy other parts of the carnival as well instead of being stuck manning a booth the whole night. For Dunk Tank and Kissing Booth, it's best to leave your character's name in the subject of their comment to start off their thread to indicate their shift. Thank you!

EDIT 2: FORGIVE US! We forgot to mention that there is a price for some of the attractions at the carnival. This is a fundraiser where the money can to go whatever the Garden Festival Committee sees fit; we'll let the players and their characters decide on that front. Here's how the pricing goes:

KISS: 2 gil each
CARNIVAL GAME: 1 gil per game
FACE PAINTING: 2 gil per person
FOOD STALLS: We'll leave this up to characters to decide.
DUNK TANK: 5 gil for 3 balls, 10 gil for 10 balls
FORTUNE TELLING: 3 gil per reading

We hope this clarifies things!
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Sweet, I think I got this thing to work.

[Have one very pleased looking masked speedster staring into the camera.]

Today's your lucky day, Balamb Garden. The one and only Kid Flash has arrived. Like yourselves, I suddenly found myself here. At first, I was all "Dude, what even?!" You know how that hero thing goes. Places to be, people to save, hot chick that need are need of showing their admiration, and all that good stuff. Being here was definitely not in my plans.

But then I got a letter saying that some "Sorceress" [Adds in some air quotes]sent me here. Yeah, no. News flash for everyone who doesn't already know; sorceresses and wizards don't exist.It's all smoke and mirrors mixed in with some special technology. Speaking of special technology...

Who has two thumbs and works with the world's fastest hero, who is also a scientist and deals with future technology? This guy, right here. [Thumbs to himself.]

Point me in the direction of your scientists and I'll have you out of here in a flash.
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[In-between classes, Cissie's situated herself in the cafeteria with a notepad, pen, and a couple of books. With titles like 'Dating for Dummies' and 'A History of Balamb Garden', it seems like she's doing more than just homework. Every now and then, she glances up from her work to look around - and maybe to get a soda or two.

This time, before getting some more food, she walks over to the nearest table and points a thumb towards her stuff:]
Hey, could you look after my stuff for a moment? I wanna grab a soda.

Um... if you want, I could get you something to eat too! It wouldn't be a problem.

[Especially since cafeteria food these days've gotten a lot better. Now she actually doesn't mind going for seconds!]


[Knock knock, Bart! Cissie's standing in front of his door with a freshly-baked batch of chocolate chip oatmeal cookies. She'll need the cookies - or so she thinks - to actually say what she wants to say this time.]
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The following people will be auctioned off this weekend at the GFC sponsored Date Auction!

David LalondeDick GraysonSoraSokkaNepeta
Jade StriderGooseDamian WayneCocona Maria C.
Rose LalondeVanille DiaSeifer AlmasyShadow 
Matthew WilliamsSquallTim DrakeGrell Sutcliff 
RikkuSerahRose TylerEquius Zaahak 

Decisions are final. Should you decide to withdraw, you will need to apologize to those poor orphans you couldn't help raise money for to make their lives a little more brighter! I'm sure a trip to Centra could be arranged for one to do so in person! Letter writing is a coward's way out! Maybe even volunteering your time there is possible too...

The dates must take place before the month is out! [Because there are plots next month...] So don't leave it til the last minute!

I am still looking for an apprentice to take on the GFC position! For those interested, please contact me.

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[Conner never thought he'd felt that nervousness that most kids get when entering a new school. He didn't feel it when he had to go to Ilupani, and he didn't feel it when he transferred to Smallville either. But the current situation he was in was slightly different. First off, he was in a world not his own. And there was the fact that he was stuck there with no knowledge of who anyone was. He was totally off his element.

He fiddles with his class list, looking them over. Conner had no idea what most of the compulsory classes were about, but there were other classes that seemed to be similar to the ones on Earth. Like chemistry. He was hoping to avoid that one, but no luck again.]
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[Clark will be walking around today, getting acquainted with the building again. Everything's the same... yet different. When you spend almost a year outside you tend to fill your memories with a few touches of your imagination. He goes to the cafeteria, the training room, his own room... he touches the walls every now and then, he's feeling kind of nostalgic.

Feel free to say hi to him... and he'll probably come to you if he knows you. He's also wearing his Superman suit, if that makes any difference to your character.]


It's been a while, hasn't it? I didn't mean to get nostalgic but I kind of... got lost in the memories.

It's time for presentations I guess, isn't it? Some of you won't remember me. Most of you even, so it's only fair. My name is Clark Kent, and I will be your instructor if you need to improve your English. But I will always leave my door open if you have any kind of problems so do not hesitate to come to me. I can't promise you I will have all of the answers, but I can promise my best shoot and total confidence.

Trust me, I am good at keeping secrets.

That said, it'll be a pleasure to know you all, and also a pleasure to meet old acquaintances again as well.
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Part of his duties at Wayne Manor was the keeping track of dates. Master Timothy's birthday therefore did not go unnoticed. He had left a small message on the BBS and kept it quite simple. Something simple to suit the lad's tastes. He was taking  a two layer chocolate cake out of the oven and now all he had to do was apply frosting and everything would be perfect. Anyone else who wanted to come was welcomed but he at least wanted to make sure that the Family was there.

[private message to Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Timothy Drake-Wayne, and Damian Wayne] )

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[Danny's reading through the letter he received upon arrival, though the doesn't look very concerned by it. At best? It's some stupid prank thing by Vlad.

At worst? It's true and he just needs to find that stupid Infi-map to get home.

Come on, who actually is going to believe this garbage about space-time compression...

[Excuse him while he mutters to himself some more. And throws the letter behind him.]


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