One Leaf [Action // Anywhere you want him!]

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[ Matthew hadn't been back long. He was still dressed in his SeeD uniform from the mission and was pacing somewhat nervously down the halls.

He had a note in his hand, the one from the headmaster about the disappearing offworlders. That never boded well. There was little to be done about Time Compression but he would at least keep his eyes open for anything suspicious.

And hopefully he could give a hand to any new cadets without them flipping out over these apparent disappearings. Nothing like a school full of panic.

At least he had some time to get his lesson plans together for the new term. He'd been super late getting back. (He fell asleep on the way back and somehow wound up across the continent oops.) and so he had to take these small silver linings where he could. ]

Say farewell, Eblan [Action | Team Edge | Plot!]

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"We're under attac-"

[The cry that came up from the guards became a scream as a rush of fire smashed against the exterior walls of Eblan, rocking the castle on its foundation. Upstairs, the Prince awoke suddenly, leaping to his feet in a flurry of sheets and pillows.]

No. This can't be --

Not again!

Reflecting and Thankful?

[neutralchaotic]

[Laying back on a sunny patch of grass, looking up at the sky. He chose this area because it was quiet. The quad is too noisy for quiet reflection.]

The Time Compression has a sick sense of humor...

[Looks over to a few flowers swaying in the wind, thinking back on her death. Yes, definitely grateful she's alive. She can see the world he's trying to protect.]

02 | team Cissie | home bittersweet home

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♪ Zoot Suit Rain, Tootiest Daddy Around~ ♪

[The music sounds painfully 90's... but to Cissie's ear? It reminds her of St. Elias, her old school, and a certain Spring Dance. Sure enough, the moment she opens her eyes and pinches herself, there's her old gaggle of giggling schoolgirls and a school counselor she hadn't seen in forever. Cissie bites her lip and awkwardly stands near the gymnasium door. Amongst the balloons, the dancing schoolkids, and the loud banner proclaiming the arrival of the "Nose Picking Daddies", Cissie doesn't really stand out.

Considering the circumstances, part of her really doesn't want to.] ... This can't be happening.

[ooc | Backdated to last Monday! Sorry I took so long. ♥;]

The Calm Lands [Action | Team Kat | Plot!]

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[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.]

001 ◉ text [backdate to yesterday afternoon]

[oftime]

so time compression huh
youd think as the knight of time i could avoid this kind of shit
but hey man i aint even mad
in fact its not even that bad here even if i feel like ive seen all of this before somewhere
anyone else get the feeling theyre in a video game
like legit i am pretty sure that game bro did a review of a game like this
it reminds me of some kind of jrpg where you run around with swords that should be physically impossible to wield

not like i can talk any i just spent like
i dont even know anymore
three days or something running around in a game with swords that should be physically impossible to wield
even if half of them were pieces of shit
or literally just half of a sword

also question
if these oldschool computers are what passes for technology
where the hell is this world in terms of music
like are we still dealing with records or have we at least advanced to casettes
cause i aint doing eight tracks that shit just wont fly

turntechGodhead

( Just another reminder that if this Courier shit burns your eyes, please let me know here so I know not to reply with it to your posts! )

[Team Zelos] | Part 2 | Festival of the Comet

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[It's only a short while after Zelos's jump, yet Tobias is still a bit shakey. Understandably, that means he's completely caught off guard when the world lurches and shifts again, and he finds himself somewhere familiar.

No, familiar is too weak a word. The sudden blaring of cheerful, bright music, the delicious smell of foods, the happy yelling of stall and game owners alike is almost painful deja vu, and for a moment, all the boy can do is stand there.

And then a brown-haired girl hits him from the side, nearly sending them both sprawling as she giggles in delight.]

Tobbbbyyy! Look at all this! It's so cool! The food smells so good!

I know it does!

This was sooooo worth saving up!

Yeah, but, I can't breathe. Come on, Fiona, let go!

[And she giggles again, releasing him and rushing off. Tobias adjusts his sweater, beaming and looking more content than ever.]




((FOR THOSE INVOLVED: There's pretty much everything you can imagine here. There's stalls with every kind of carnival/stall game you can think of just appropriate for the Pokemon universe (Bobbing for berries instead of bobbing for apples, any targets in a shooting gallery are Pokemon, fishing out rubber ducks is fishing out rubber psyducks, etc.), any type of food you can think of, and stalls "selling" all kind of sourviners from Pokemon-themed to non-Pokemon-themed. The best part? All of it is FREE! Most importantly, however, is what's above your heads.))