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[The training center echoes with the roar of displaced air, like a jet, then a meaty thwack of hoof on flesh. Then a mighty roar of anger and pain, bellowing from a massive saurian throat.]

[Hovering in midair, a fierce glare on her face, Rainbow Dash stares down the T-Rexaur. Objectively, she should have never engaged it, should've flown right away when it barged in on her fight with the grats and challenged her. But... Rainbow Dash. Backing down. Ha, yeah, right.]

[The Blaster Edge mount on her wrist is empty; she'd botched a shot and sent the projectile soaring into the trees. Blood mats her fur in a crescent on each side of her body, where the monster had gotten its teeth into her before she'd managed to get free. On the other hand, the T-Rexaur has a trickle of blood and spittle trailing out the corner of its jaw, and a distinctly mashed-in snout.]

[However this ends, it probably won't be well.]
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[personal profile] haha_steelguard
Got a question for you all out there... at least, the ones I've never asked this of before.

What's magic like on your worlds? Did it exist? Could anyone use it, or was it in the hands of just a few? Did it terrify people, like it does here? Was there a substitute for it?

No deep reason, just curious. My own world has a lot of similarities to this one, that way. Makes me wonder what other ones are like.

-Instructor Snow Villiers
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Hey, any of you folks from other world bring your own GFs with you? Or things that shouldn't be GFs but are? I want to hear how they work for you.

-The Great Jecht

[Jecht sent this message from, of all places, the library. Now, seeing this bronzed athlete in there instead of swimming or just hanging out is as unlikely a sight as Garden has ever seen, but weirder still, he's got a few books stacked up and is clearly attempting to puzzle his way through one. Jecht isn't stupid, mind, but no one can accuse him of being book-smart, and the dissertation on the effects of GFs he's attempting to read is just not his style.]


Jul. 3rd, 2012 01:09 pm
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[personal profile] cigardog
All right, it's pretty clear that there are more species than just humans from other worlds here, but how many different blood colors are there? Even in the Special Zone, there's usually just the one.

And what kind of diversity is everyone used to in their worlds?
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[personal profile] doublewhite
[There's an odd-looking girl wandering around Dollet. With indigo hair and a small horn protruding from her forehead, it doesn't take a genius to guess she's one of Garden's resident off-world students... if a rather small one.

But she seems to be getting into everything.

Poking her nose into the bar, demanding that the Triple Triad artist guy makes her a special Mog card, jumping waves at the beach, staring in awe at the rental cars, running back into town after wandering out and being chased by monsters...

This is a weird place, guys.

Eventually, Eiko settles down in the square, eating a sandwich she pilfered from somewhere and talking to a stray dog.

Aw, why do you have to stare? You hungry?

[Shakes her head. Nope, doggy, this is not your sandwich. Even if you do have big, brown, sad eyes...]

Oh, fine. Okay, here you go.

[Gives the dog the sandwich filling, but immediately realises that now she either has to go get another or go back to the Garden cafeteria. Hmph.

She hops up onto the fountain and starts looking around for someone she recognises from Garden, ready to pounce. A lady should be escorted back, right?


May. 28th, 2011 08:07 pm
[identity profile] burntglory.livejournal.com
["...if you have any further questions please do not hesitate to contact myself or a SeeD."]

[Seifer isn't pleased after he skims his letter and rereads everything twice. Was this a joke? This had to be the worst joke ever. Considering where he had just been and what he had done? And now he was back here of all places?

Something wasn't right, something was definitely not right. And it was in the form of "Unfortunately you have been transported to our time via Time Compression by the work of a powerful Sorceress...".

Fuck. His. Life.

What is his life? Setting himself up to be fucked over by sorceresses, that's what.

So before the Faculty can find him and snatch him up to escort him to the Headmaster's office, Seifer's going there on his own free will... even if he can't access 3F himself.

[ooc: wednesday: sorry replies are slow! it's inventory @ work today&tomorrow so we're kind of busting tail on getting everything marked and counted. it's really not fun but thank you for your patience ♥;; ]
[identity profile] noras-boy.livejournal.com
[He had no idea how long he'd been trapped in there, but thank god he was allowed out now. He had no idea what had caused him to get such an icky and debilitating disease but he was just praying and hoping he'd never have to deal with that ever again.

He reveled in the fresh air swamping around his nostrils. He moved towards his room, not that he could really call it that after not really spending much time there. He wanted to see everyone too.

He moves through the quad, he took his time, taking in the scenery again after such a long time. He smiles to himself and sits down on the bench he had the first time he'd come to the quad. He sighs and looks out over the quad.]

I should probably go and see Snow and Vanille and Serah... they were probably worried.

[He spoke aloud, not really taking much action on his words except to swing his feet lightly.]
[identity profile] kat-asks-later.livejournal.com
[Quite hectic it's been, this month. Katsura has had to do quite a bit of planning for future classes, and to that end had been in her classroom. But as she steps out, the air takes on a stark chill, so much so that she can see her breath as she exhales.

And it's cold.

Looking around in horror, Kat realizes that she's not in Garden any more. And that she realizes just where she is.]


[She turns to look behind her, and it's as she feared. In all his dubious glory. Arthas Menethil, better known as The Lich King, sits on his frozen throne.]

We are in so much trouble...
[identity profile] nomark1or2.livejournal.com
[The Calm Lands.]

[A verdant green plain stretching off as far as the eye can see. Tall mountains shrouded in clouds border it on one end; on the other, the Macalania Woods block any sight past their imposing trees.]

[The air is quiet and pregnant with tension today, thick and still and stifling with an edge. No animals make noise, no sight and sound of people, save for the two standing in the center of the plains: High Summoner Braska and his guardian, Auron.]

[Across the length of the plains, the monolithic form of the monstrous Sin stalks slowly towards them.]
[identity profile] lostmyhyperion.livejournal.com
[OOC: Backdated to just before Lunatic Pandora Visit.]

[Mandatory field trip. Of course it'd be a mandatory field trip. Squall was probably reveling in the joy that would be seeing Seifer at Esthar. Probably mock him over whatever hesitations he was feeling about confronting just about everything wrong with the world - even if it was right in the time, which he was convinced of. Just slightly.

Maybe. Of course this was all in the past and Seifer is really not the type to dwell on this except for that nag-nag-nagging feeling that there's no tomorrow. Odine wouldn't notice him. Or mention him. Right? Yeah no. If he even breathes a mention of Seifer he's going down. Screw the formalities. And that voice telling him otherwise needs to shut up. Really.

What's done is done.

He's not allowed to doubt himself. No one is allowed to doubt him.]
[identity profile] pyromatics.livejournal.com
[This will forever be unsigned.

Actually - Zuko can't believe he's posting this to the BBS, but who the hell is he going to go to for this sort of advice? Aang? Yeah right. And Sokka's not around-- wait, no, that might actually be a bad idea considering it's about uh Katara.

It takes Zuko a good ten minutes before he finally decides what to do and hits the POST button, frowning and shutting down the computer system before he can go back and delete it.

I need some advice.
[identity profile] moogle-ribbon.livejournal.com
[It's Eiko's birthday! And she's certainly not going to wait for someone else to throw her a party - nope! She's going to host her own party, in her dorm room, and be the perfect hostess. As much as a seven year old can be, of course.

So far, this has basically involved Eiko baking and decorating cupcakes (or, trying to - there's definitely a good batch and a rather burnt batch, and one where she put salt in by mistake), and obtaining a teapot and tea from... somewhere. These are all laid out on a paper tablecloth in her dorm's common area.

In the afternoon of March 14th, little handwritten signs can be found taped to the dorm corridor walls.

Everyone is invited. Come to B113, this way!


[An adventure into Balamb helped Eiko to find a suitable little pink party dress, white cardigan and white ribbon. She is certain people will show up, it's just a matter of time.]

Hurry up or the tea will go cold!
[identity profile] turnaboutmentor.livejournal.com
Are there any green thumbs among us? I had some leftover plant seeds and was wondering if anyone'd be interested in starting a small herb garden around here. Alternatively, does such a club already exist? If so, I'd like to help out in any way.

I especially want Charley as our mascot. He got new food the other day and is healthier than before! It reminds me of the time he got rambunctious after we - meaning Wright, my law partner back home, and I - tried to put him on a new diet. It didn't exactly work, so I'm glad to see that he's still fine even in a new world.

On a final note, did everyone have a good Valentine's Day? I know I did. Thanks to those that gave me chocolate; it certainly made my day. ♥ It looks like everyone had fun at the dance too, so I'm glad to see that was successful.
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[personal profile] wrnpcs
[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 Valentine's Day dance is now beginning. Your attendance is requested at [2F] Ballroom.

I repeat, the Valentine's Day dance 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.

The dance and its festivities tonight are being sponsored very generously by the Garden Festival Committee.

[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 )
[identity profile] ridethe.livejournal.com
[Returning to the Garden wasn't necessarily something Lightning was looking forward to. Sure, it had its perks, but she still doesn't consider it home. Home is where her family is and from what she remembers of the Garden, her family certainly isn't here. Admittedly, a small part of her is looking forward to seeing if she remembers anyone here. It would make things easier.

And so she starts her trek to the dorms, duffel bag in hand and steps confident. It wouldn't do much good if she just wasted time in the lobby, after all. She has things to do and even more things to set up. The sooner she could do that, the sooner she could get down to business.]

Welcome back, I guess. [She mutters, completely nonplussed and entirely to herself.]

[ooc; Feel free to intercept her in the Lobby or even the Dorms. c:]
[identity profile] moogle-ribbon.livejournal.com
[The downside of endless curiosity is the high possibility of ending up right where you shouldn't be. And where's a place Eiko hasn't yet thoroughly explored? The training centre.

So, now there's a tiny girl running like her life depends on it, in the opposite direction of the entrance. A tiny girl with protect, shell and haste up, trying to get just enough distance between herself and some grats for her to summon something.

Ahhh! Go away, stupid grass-bugs!
[identity profile] shops-a-lot.livejournal.com
Sometimes I can't believe that I've been here since May. But I've gotten the chance to meet a lot of great people that I wouldn't have met otherwise, so I can't complain.

It's also a month away from my birthday and it's on a Saturday, so I'm definitely going to plan something fun that day. Staff and students alike are invited.
[identity profile] lostmyhyperion.livejournal.com
[With the Headmaster clearing up the past issues for Seifer, and providing him with the clearance to continue his attempt to regain SeeD status as a means to make up for his past mistakes, Seifer once again finds himself as a student, much to his displeasure.

He's currently enrolled in a handful of classes, and one particular one has him frustrated beyond belief, but not for any minor reason. Advanced Weapons Training. He's lacking a training partner prior to instructor assessment and he's not pleased in the slightest. The Training Center can only help so much before he wants a more difficult target.]

I need volunteers for a sparring session. Or rather, if you're remotely equipped with a weapon and capable of trying to take me on, you're required for target practice. There's no guarantees you won't get injured.

Anyone who shirks from this will have themselves added to the List.

[And here, have a PM.]

[Locked to the members of the Disciplinary Committee. If you even exist.]
The Headmaster's informed me of some mutiny and the lack of members. Those of you who still remain should report to me immediately. Let's give the Garden a reminder of what the committee stands for.

[[OOC: A more IC continuation of the failure that went down here.]]
[identity profile] moogle-ribbon.livejournal.com
[Is Eiko annoyed at this whole time compression thing? Oh yes, Eiko is annoyed. She wants to go back to Lindblum, darn it, and be with her new Mother and Father!

Just... not necessarily at top speed. Shiny Garden is shiny. So Eiko is doing what Eiko does: "sightseeing." In that there's currently a small, blue-haired six year old bouncing around 1F and poking her nose into everything. You know - to see what's up.

Feel free to bug her/question why she's there/pick her up by the wing ornament on her back!


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