Aug. 29th, 2011

swagneto: (i think i should give up the ghost)
[personal profile] swagneto
[ Anyone walking into the training center would hear a large crash, followed by repeated swears in multiple languages. Closer inspection of the crashes would find you encountering a highly pissed off Erik Lehnsherr, brows furrowed in a combination of both anger and confusion as his attempts to ward off what appears to be a giant dinosaur aiming for him are failing successively. There are objects of metal flying around here and there, but despite Erik's constant focus, they're not any efficient against the T-Rexaur.

He neatly runs off, evading the dinosaur if only for a brief moment, and takes a respite behind a column, frustrated. ]


Damnit, where's Charles when you need him for this?

[ OOC: As part of the superpowers event, Erik has lost his metal manipulation! Feel free to jump in, save him, mock him, whatever! ]
feedmyglitch: (♥ Shadow: I don't feel too good)
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It would seem someone had placed baked goods in my room. I am unsure as to why. I don't believe I have done anything to warrant a gift such as this.

-Ardos
[identity profile] nobleidealist.livejournal.com

[So outside the Fisherman Horizon’s inn is a boy in bright red, squinting at a letter in his hands and generally looking confused. ]

..How is this even---this is for a school, right? And what’s a cadet? [he makes a face] I’ve had enough homework to last for a lifetime. I don’t need anymore! Ugh what if the Professor saw this letter—she’d probably make me, wait where is this--

[he seems to remember something, as he jerks upright, looking around with wide eyes]
GUYS?! Where are you---we've got  to stop Mithos! 

[he’s checking his person, noting he has the two swords made by his fathers.  ]

This makes no sense..Mithos, what did you do?! Damn it..

[and he’s staring helplessly around the area of the Inn, at the ocean and generally looking a bit upset. For a few minutes he stands like this, staring at the paper in his hands, before he turns on his heel decisively and]

Okay, I can’t get anything done standing like this I'll start looking..Dwarven Vow #16, You can do anything if you tr----

[ and bumps into a sign, headfirst]

 ..y.


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Aug. 29th, 2011 03:34 pm
[identity profile] makeashowofit.livejournal.com
[So Marvelous was never the most discreet person in the world because he really just doesn't care. But, as of yet, no one has really seen his power or witnessed a transformation from him because he simply doesn't care to inform people of them.

But since he showed up, there might have been a time where people have noticed a shadow flying over head that looked like a person in red with wings

or did it look more like this?

Maybe while walking down the streets of Fisherman's Horizon, down in an alley or another street you might have caught a glimpse of something that kinda looked like this in the corner of your eye

Or was it this?



However today no one will be seeing these random caped crusaders in red spandex

Because Marvelous, despite the fact that he's not a student, is in the cafeteria and on his third serving of lunch.]
[identity profile] dataspaced.livejournal.com
[What an... interesting ordeal the past few days have been.]

[It had pretty much taken Data Riku this long to just wrap his head around the general concepts of 'school', 'eating', and other such minuteae. Physical bodies were quite the unexpected trouble. But fortunately Dataku was a smart bugger, so he had been able to figure it out eventually, though not without his fair share of humiliation.]

[Humiliation such as what had just happened a few minutes ago.]

[By virtue of the data within him that concerned Sora's bank account, Dataku had thought that he was set as far as munny was concerned. But no. He had all the money he needed... except it was now a foreign currency that he had no idea what to do with. So buying one of these 'sandwich' things had suddenly become much harder, and he had needed the girl running the counter to help him sort it out. Embarrassment ahoy.]

[So here he was now, sitting on a bench with a barely-touched sandiwch next to him, puzzling over a number of assorted colored coins. This 'gil' was so ridiculous. The 50-gil coins were the green ones, right? Or were they silver?]

[identity profile] knightofmirth.livejournal.com
[Dave Strikara is walking around the Garden today, casual as can be, hands in his pockets. Unfortunately for a good many people in the vicinity, he's also testing out some highblood chucklevoodoos on certain individuals.

You might be affected, you might not. You might be able to converse with him normally, or he may have just unleashed the fear of a thousand gods upon your soul.

Maybe he's meeting you for the first time, and you just might not have the best of dreams tonight.]


((If you want your character to be affected, let me know if you want him to instigate fear/submissiveness, or throw a little something into a later dream.))

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