[Really, it would be easier just to send a PM, but this way is much more effective.]
Selphie was finally going home to see her beloved Trabia finally rebuilt and restored to its former glory. The destruction of her first real home had impacted her deeply and now that it was rebuilt and facing further hardship, she decided that she would do everything in her power to help her alma mater.]
Good morning Balamb Garden!
First things first, if anybody gives anybody from Trabia a hard time, expect yourself in for a good loooooooooooong talkin' to!
And that goes double for you, Greed!
Although, if people are willing to build a corral, I say we go get us some Chocobo's for while we're all up here. I know a bunch of you guys are complaining about how cold it is outside so getting some Chocobo's will not only cut down on travel time and save gas but it'll keep everybody warmer as well!
So! Who's game? Come on guys, don't you wanna make your life a little bit easier so you don't totally freeze because you're a bit of a wuss when it comes to a little bit of snow?
No? Okay, then! Your loss. [Selphie just shrugs at the camera.] Anybody wants me, I'll headin' for the Chocobo Forest! Be there, or be square!
[Or be the Adult and keep the troublemaker out of trouble?]
[Private Message to Seifer Almasy/Text]
So yeah... we're all at Trabia right now and there's still a lot that I don't know but, don't get hurt, okay? I know we didn't get along when we were kids but I wanna try to get along with you now, okay?
And you better not be making any weird faces or sarcastic remarks because of this!
Am I the only one who thinks that recipe in the newsletter needs a SERIOUS boost?! It seems kinda...bland! Where's the five cheeses?! The peppers?! The FUN?! They should include a video at least!
[Anyone could see Pinkie run in and out in a hurry, taking out bags and bags of trash while muttering about:]
WE'RE GONNA BE LATE THIS YEAR AGAIN!
[Well, it was more like muttering loudly...]
So, like, is there anyone in the recent flood of unwanted guests who knows what a Gundam is?
[Following her talk with Pinkie Pie, Nena goes outside and just shouts out:]
SO, LIKE, IS THERE ANYONE IN THE RECENT FLOOD OF
So, in future, I'd prefer if people leave it up to me before signing me up for things. I guess the date thing could have been worse, but even so. I still, I always will prefer to do things like that with Eugene.
I am glad that things seem to have calmed down though, for the most part, even if the Garden seems a little more crowded than usual lately. I hope some of you manage to see some friends again?
[Open to the fourth wall arrivals, Rapunzel is outside at the quad relaxing that afternoon by drawing with some chalk on the ground, though trying to be mindful of people passing by and not blocking the middle at least. She's working on a big yellow sun with purple around it, drawing some of the people she has met and things she has learnt over her time here. Yes, she has got chalk up her arms and on her dress. Possibly a bit in her braided hair even.]
WELCOME TO THE EIGHTH ANNUAL… uh… SECOND ANNUAL… No, that's not right either…
[Just how many were there?! Pinkie does some math in the air before batting away at the imaginary numbers.]
WELCOME TO THE ANNUAL DATE AUCTION WHERE WE'RE NOT RAISING MONEY FOR THE ORPHANS THIS TIME! Yeah, that's more like it!
All proceeds from the auction will to towards making a fun space filled to the brim with FUN! Doesn't that sound…FUN?! [Is that silence?] Yeah, I'd rather the money go to orphans, too! But we can work on that later, right?! [She looks to the GFC. Well, it's more like a 'WE-HAD-BETTER-OR-ELSE!!' kinda stare. Pinkie looks back to the audience with her brightest smile again.]
So let's get this show on the road! [Pinkie gives a sly look to the audience.] The road to love~!
I mean, I just completed my first quarter here. I barely have any of the training. It was a just a good thing that I decided to take PMGF 101 first thing.
And, the commander said we're not allowed to use "otherworldly powers"? Or can we use them if we have to, and we just won't get recognition for it?
I don't know, it just doesn't seem like a good idea. I mean, what if your limit break involves BOOSTING "otherworldly powers"?
However, the perky brunette wasn't expecting to open the curtains in her room on this very special morning to snow. It wasn't just any snow, either. It was the snow with the big fluffy flakes that glittered in the sunlight and everyone on the second floor of the dorms is going to hear the girl squealing with delight for all it's worth. Feel free to come and find out what all the commotion is as she's scrambling to set up her webcam to start recording the gently falling flakes.]
Garden! Everybody, make a wish! If you don't know about the Snow Fairies, then you clearly haven't spent enough time at the awesomeness that is Trabia Garden!
Otherwise, snowball fight in the courtyard in half an hour. Be there or be square!
[Then she's leaning in with an excited look on her face. Really, she looks like a kid who's walked into a candy store for the first before grinning at everybody with a mischievous glint in her eyes.]
Or if you want your sheets frozen then by all means, skip out.
[And with a peace sign to the camera, the feed cuts out.]
[While he's doing this, the following post goes up:]
I realize some of us have been undergoing some odd changes lately, but stealing a disabled person's wheelchair and asking his digimon partner to play along is low.
If you return my wheelchair before first period, I won't push for a court martial.
Touma H. Norstein
[Later in the day, Touma's at work in the infirmary. Business as usual, right? Except that he's in a wheelchair and has Gaomon on a ladder getting the high stuff for him. Gaomon looks utterly bewildered at having to do this.
[Gaomon's also helping him get food come lunchtime, and he insists on carrying the tray. Touma may occasionally be spotted standing for very brief periods to get something, before all but falling back down into the chair. He looks resigned to this frustration.]
[A red-haired teenage girl wearing a pink, rubbery space outfit walks into the Lobby. She comes to a stop and starts glancing around, from left to right, at all the people passing by, at the directory and upward to the elevator and the ceilng. And then, without warning, she shouts at the top of her lungs.]