Dec. 2nd, 2011 11:11 am
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Hello? I think I'm doing this right. Although I'm not really sure that I believe that other people will really be able to read what I'm writing as if by magic. (Is it really not magic? Because I just don't see how that can work.) And it seems like a very complicated way to try and talk to people. It's like someone's tried purposefully tried to make them so that they require as many complicated and nonsensical actions as possible.

I should introduce myself, shouldn't I? I'm Merlin. This is very odd, introducing yourself to people you can't see. Don't any of you find this weird? I think it's weird. Almost as weird as everything else in this place. I'm beginning to think that there isn't anything at all here that's normal. Do you know that I've already had a girl with pink hair make it rain chocolate milk on me? I didn't even think you could have milk that was chocolate, let alone making it rain.

I can't think of anything else to write now. What are you meant to do when you finish one of these? Do you just sign your name like a letter? I hope I'm not doing this wrong.


[identity profile] batmansphoenix.livejournal.com

Is there any fucking point in getting attached to people in this place if they are going to leave sooner or latter? I'm not complaining or anything. Just wondering why do we keep on doing it.

I guess it'd be kind of difficult, living in this place without contact from anybody. Specially if you teach. I mean, I am not a robot. But sometimes I wonder if it'd be easier to go around like that.

Anyway, this pointless rant has been brought to you by one Jason Peter Todd.

Jay Out.

[BBS, Private to Tom Bronson]

Drinks tonight?

It's on me.

- Instructor Jason Todd.
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[Night has fallen on Balamb Garden; the halls of Garden are mostly deserted besides the stray student walking about, and even the usual faculty members are missing from their posts around the school. There's a certain festive energy through the air, the source coming from the Ballroom cheerily decorated located on the second floor.

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

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

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

[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 )

002 [bbs]

Sep. 28th, 2011 09:50 am
[identity profile] vestigiaflammae.livejournal.com
ok so

has anybody heard anything about people going back home from here? or people ending up here from the same world you're from. my best friend's still at home

["and I miss him"-- delete delete. "and he's gonna kill me for skipping out"-- delete delete.

... He'll just add a period and leave it at that.]

and i'm still trying to figure out what to major in if i'm really gonna be stuck here.

anybody out there doing bladed weapons?? or paramagic? what're they like?

thanks guys!

- lea


Sep. 22nd, 2011 11:19 pm
[identity profile] atouchofstrife.livejournal.com
[ Cloud had decided to get up early and spend a few hours with his blades, making sure that they were in shape after the whole 'sucked into another world' thing. Once cleaned, sharpened, and polished he took the Fusion Swords outside of the Garden for practice. Sure he could have gone to the Training Center, but he had found the ceiling was just a little too close for comfort, especially when he jumped. He needed space and he needed to work off all the tension of ended up in this strange place, where even the air tasted different than what he knew.

So there he was in the field, the First Ken in hand while the five other swords formed a circle around him, going through the very simple step-slash-block-return moves of a basic kata. The air was fresh and cool, feeling good against his bare arms, and he could taste the nearby sea when the wind blew off of it. He closed his eyes, letting his feet and arms carry him around the circle.

So absorbed in his practice, he really wouldn't notice anything around him, even if it was a Sephiroth appearing in a pink apron talking about peace and harmony. ]
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[Rapunzel stares at the letter in her hand, reading it again, frowning. This was....so confusing. Hadn't she just been in Corona with Eugene? What did this Headmaster mean? Time Compression? Sorcery? Well, she supposed that she should be grateful she was being given a place to stay, at least. She was a little worried, but tried not to show it as she explored, frying pan in hand and hair pulled back and shorter into a braid trailing just above the ground as she walked, barefoot. Trying to find her way around and to Fisherman's Horizon. Getting familiar with her new surroundings she found herself in.]

E-Eugene.....? I wonder if he's even here....? Or Mother....

o1 [BBS]

Sep. 11th, 2011 01:14 am
[identity profile] breakspromises.livejournal.com
Well this isn't the the prison break I was trying to stop...

So um...what's going on?
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[personal profile] brightens
hey everyone!!

i know you guys heard about the beach right?? :O so whos going? it'll be a great chance for everyone to relax after finals and everything. it should be fun!

oh but i was wondering what kind of things do you need to bring to the beach? is there anything i need to get? we didnt really have a beach back home and the only time i went to one i was only taking a walk!! so if anyone could help that would be great ok? :D

everyone is coming right??? please please please come!! or else! >:)

- vanille

Action for the Library, after making the post. )
( ooc: Dated before the beach party..! )
[identity profile] batmansphoenix.livejournal.com

[While all the students are cramming for their finals, Jason has... free time. And while everybody would consider that a good thing, Jason hates it. He hates having nothing to do with a passion. He loves keeping his body (and mind) busy. He tried to read, but one can only read so many books in a row without getting bored of reading.

So he does the next best thing, which obviously involves training. He usually does it on his own, practicing with all the weapons he can get his hands on... he's beat the freaking dinousaur too many times to keep count. This time, however, it's different. This time, Jason's got the illusions power to back him up.

It takes a lot of concentration, but he's managed to create illusions of his family to fight with him. Damian, Tim, Dick- even Bruce is there. Not really them since Jason creates illusions based on memories, so it's the family he remembers. Dick is a little shorter, Damian a little taller, Tim's hair is a little shorter.

Either way, Jason is doing his best to avoid the attacks from the ilusions.]

Sup baby birds, ready for the finals?

Might be a little late to be cramming, but whatever. Wish you luck. If it helps you- I’m far too lazy to put on a really difficult exam, or to put bad notes to you guys.

Or maybe I just want you to come all calm and then fuck you over. Who knows.

006 Video

Sep. 2nd, 2011 02:54 pm
[identity profile] yellowzippers.livejournal.com
[With a buzz the feed clicks on. Staring back through at you is Selphie, but she looks rather odd in the fact she has piled clothes on. She raises a gloved hand in a perky wave.]

Heeeey. Soooooo ummm....

[She looks a little ashamed]

....I think I need anger managment....
[identity profile] theshortestbird.livejournal.com
Everyone ready for finals? Who's still studying, and who's ready to go?

T. Drake

Option A: Cafeteria

[Tim was out of his room early; he wanted to get in some time to get some food and maybe go train before finals happened. After the carnival had happened he'd done the hermit thing that was common for him, staying in his room for awhile and making copious amounts of notes that needed to be done. Notes about people he'd met in this place, notes about classes, notes about the school.

A lot of notes and the profiles on his computer were always expanding, always being added to. Of course, it didn't help that he'd somehow gotten a cold during all of this. When Tim was sick, he didn't want to do much; luckily he didn't get sick a lot. Luckily. But having a cold here, where he didn't need to patrol or do much of anything, just put him down for a week and a half.

And while everyone else was dealing with powers, he still felt the same. It was almost nice, not to have anything crazy happen to him for awhile. He got in line for breakfast with everyone else, ready to pile on the food. Having an appetite after not having one was nice, too.]

Option B: Fisherman's Horizon

[After finals, and taking all the tests that he needed to, Tim was out to explore this new place. He'd been out there once, checking things out, but that had been just a cursory glance. This one was now an in depth look, and he was checking everything out. It was a pretty nice day out as well, all things considered.

And well. Being out and about after tests was always the bonus to taking them.]
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[personal profile] notasidedick
[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.
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[personal profile] werepanther
Say it's your friend's birthday tonight. How would you celebrate it? Personally, I'd head down to the bar pub restaurant and treat him to a good dinner, but I'm curious as to what you guys think. Sometimes the same old gets a little boring, so... what do you guys do to shake things up?

Just keep your suggestions PG-13. I'm pretty sure kids're still reading this thing, even if they're not very vocal about it.

- Instructor Tom Bronson

[As par for the course, Tom's hanging out in front of the local bar tonight. One has to wonder if he'll actually get kicked out for loitering around one of these days... Tom certainly remembers the days of hanging around the bars and getting treated as some suspicious creep just because he didn't actually go in for a long period of time.

He gives someone the Look before continuing to wait outside. Leaning against the wall, he folds his arms and stares up at the night sky. It's a lot prettier here in Fisherman's Horizon - and he can actually see the stars a lot better than back home - and for a moment, it takes his breath away.

... Right, he's waiting for someone. It'd probably be better to look ahead than up, but Tom doesn't seem concerned with that at the moment. If someone's looking for him, they'll know where to find him.]

[ooc | backdated to the 16th because I can't get things up on time. ;~; As usual, strikes're backspaced.]
[identity profile] hoodbin.livejournal.com
[ 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.]
[identity profile] heldheart.livejournal.com
Instructor Todd, would you like to have some coffee with me? I have some questions about Garden, and since last time we spoke, you tried your very best to be polite and welcoming, I thought you'd be up to the idea.
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[personal profile] wrnpcs
[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!
[identity profile] teenspeed.livejournal.com
[This evening in the quad, there is a large section filled with tables, lights, snack foods, baked goods, and decorated with an almost ridiculous amount of streamers and balloons. There's even a banner that says in bright red paint:]

for superheroes!!

[Impulse can be seen as a blur as he speeds around the area, making sure everything is set up correctly and ready for the party.]

((ooc note!: Every DC(AU) character in the game has received an invitation to the party regardless of whether Bart knows them. It is also an in-costume party, but don't worry! If your character doesn't have a costume, Bart can provide them with one. When commenting, either start a new thread for your character or jump around in other threads. Non-DC characters can feel free to crash the party (and if they ask nicely, Bart'll probably make them a costume). HAVE FUN GUYS.))
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[It's a beautiful day, and everything is all setup for the date auction! Held in the courtyard, there is a mini stage set up with a microphone and speakers, and none other than Pinkie Pie is standing on the stage.


Because the actual GFC leader is too busy to be the MC for the evening. And lets face it, Pinkie will do a better job. Combined with the fact that faculty need to supervise. But who will supervise Pinkie?]

HELLLLLOOOOOOOOO ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls of all ages! Cats and dogs! Chocobos and Gummys! Lions and tigers and bears! [GASP] Oh my! Welcome to the first ever, SUPER SPECTACULAR, EXTRA AWESOME, FUNTASTIC DATE AUCTION! WOOOOOOOO! [FIST PUMP!] We have a wonderful rainbow of super special awesome people here today to make our auction a BLAST!

Lets not wait any further, guys! And gals! And animals! Oh, do we have any manticores around? [Scans the crowd, who pretty much stare at her in silence.] OH WELL!

All bids start at 1 gil and go up and UP and UP! Sorry, no rain checks or IOUs!


ALSO! Please put your bids in subject lines, so people can see! Threads tend to collapse after about 50 comments, so it may be a bit easier to see bids that way!

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[personal profile] tortileghostwriter
[First, a private message...]

PM to Jade Strider )

[And then public.]

for better or for worse it seems ive been roped into this ridiculous date auction
while ill deal with the cause of the problem i suppose that while my presence as part of the proceedings is bothersome to say the least it cant hurt to entertain it
the banquet doesnt start until i enter the mead hall after all

on a much lighter note garden allow me to share a particular track with you all
it comes from the album that changed the face of drum and bass forever
ladies and gentlemen prepare
to hold

- tortileGhostwriter

[And then an audio embed, courtesy of a file transfer from the Hubtop...]


[After all of this, David can be found in the Training Center. As opposed to his standard saber, or the weapon with a remarkable resemblance to a lightsaber, he's holding something...different. A scimitar with a black blade, crackling with energy, looking less like it was there and more like a scar on the world, like dead pixels and is it shifting? A group of monsters is across from him. He holds the junctioning device in his offhand, looking at it for a moment. The name "YGGDRASIL" still stands out on the interface. Better to be sure...

He junctions her.]

Little solace comes...


To those who grieve...

[Darkness descends. The temperature in the room drops to precisely freezing.]

When thoughts keep drifting...

[The walls, floor, and ceiling of the room turn black. Featureless.]

As walls keep shifting...

[Vast endless corridors open up on the walls.]

And this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves...

[A spiral staircase forms behind him, leading down somewhere. Who knows where. A noise like a low growl becomes audible throughout the room.]

moments before the wind.


[A sound comes, like the shifting of great tree limbs, like a great rustling of paper. A great hulking thing, vaguely human and female in shape but clearly monstrous, a face like a mask, bearing a smile like empty windows. A vast cloak of paper, long arms, with hands that were less hands now and more tentacle-like claws. A soft, definitely female voice, came almost like a whisper.]

David dear, don't be afraid...

[He dismissed her. Quickly. He didn't know what he was expecting, but he couldn't deal with her actually being present. The room swiftly returned to normal appearance and temperature, the light and heat returning. Now, to deal with the monsters.

Simple enough.]

[OOC note: Though it's a YouTube embed OOCly, for IC purposes, it's audio.]
[identity profile] knightofmirth.livejournal.com
[While walking around campus today, you may come across one particularly handsome and well dressed...


It will just be sitting there. Chilling. Should you look away and back, however, it will suddenly be gone... only to be found sitting somewhere else nearby.

There's no one else around, is there?

Those with a quick eye may catch sight of a dark blur as the puppet moves. If you stick around long enough, the owner might even speak with you. Right now he's just testing the waters.]


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