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[personal profile] laughafterme
[Amidst all the chaos going on, the only one who seems right at home with it all is none other than Pinkie. She is acting as a crossing guard for a family of spoons in the cafeteria. One tablespoon and five little teaspoons all walking in line. How cute!

She sees some people approach from behind and blows her whistle at them.]

This is a no crossing zone! You have to wait for the green light!


Dec. 21st, 2013 09:05 pm
om_nom_namur: Art by Pink Afro on Pixiv (criminal brand)
[personal profile] om_nom_namur
Lots a shit goin down lately huh? Zabalas been gone awile but that aint nothin new. Now headmaster cids suddenly on vacation right before finals. Hearing lots of stories bout it too. Got a kick outta the one that said he got abducted by aliens. So talk to me and tell me yur faves. Wanna hear all the crazyass stuff people been comin up with. Maybe that damn gossip hackerll show up an set us all strate huh?

[Private Messages to Marco, Thatch, Ace, Grell, Espio, and Fionna]

Seriusly tho guys shits brewin we need a meeting

My place

Whenever the hell yall get here

Got drinks bring food
wrnpcs: ([cafeteria npcs])
[personal profile] wrnpcs
[There seems to be a festive atmosphere all throughout Garden. Why? Because it's the Homecoming Carnival! The Garden Festival Committee have been hard at work all morning and when 1300 hours strikes, it's finally open for everyone to enjoy.

The directory has been reprogrammed slightly:
It also has a piece of paper stuck underneath:

Kissing booth: Turn around
Food booths: Around 1F main circle
Triple Triad: 2F bridge
Carnival games: Front gate area
Chocobo rides: Road to Garden

Each stall/booth has free, more elaborate maps:
Large image! )

Have fun, Garden!]

Each attraction has its own thread. We've listed the people running shifts in the top comments as a reminder to those who signed up; feel free to make your character a thread for their shift even if you missed OOC signups.

Characters have 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 the dunk tank, kissing booth, food booths, and talent quest it's best to leave your character's name in the subject of their comment to start off their thread indicating their shift/time onstage.

Proceeds will be split between further events and building and furnishing a student lounge for fun stuff, so most attractions cost money:
Kissing booth: 2 gil per kiss
Chocobo rides: 5 gil per person
Carnival games (archery, throwing/shooting X at Y, water gun race, whack a mole, skee ball, Ring the Bell, etc): 1 gil per game
Face painting: 2 gil per person
Food stalls: Snow cones 3 gil, cotton candy 3 gil, and funnel cake 5 gil; "food from your home world" up to individual characters
Dunk tank: 5 gil for 3 balls, 10 gil for 10 balls
Fortune telling: 3 gil per reading
Marriage booth: 5 gil a couple
Balloon animals: 3 gil an animal
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[personal profile] redcinemareel

If anyone has seen colored, plastic eggs about Garden, I would appreciate if they are returned to me. In exchange, there will be a refreshing beverage awaiting any kind soul that turns one in! I shall be in the quad.



[Grell has sectioned off an area in the quad to set up a table, a two chairs (one on each side), a pitcher of lemonade and a few cups filled with it, and a wicker basket on the other side with just one plastic egg sitting inside. There is a sign on the table as well:]

Advice: 1Gil
Lemonade: 1 Colored Plastic Egg
No Refunds

[She hasn't set up a lemonade stand in a while, so she decides to give this second go-around a bit of a twist. While she's waiting, there is a thick book being read, and it seems that she's near the end of it.]
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[personal profile] weddingcrasher
Who wants to help me build a robot? I'll let you fly in it when it's finished! ♥
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[personal profile] selphie_t
[The days after the Lunar Cry and subsequent battle had gone by in a blur for Selphie. She remembered the end of the battle before she'd collapsed in exhaustion. She'd pushed herself too hard in the battle and had been unconscious for a couple of days before coming around and simply staring at the ceiling. She didn't know how long she'd been staring before an assistant came and started asking her questions that she couldn't recall answering before falling back asleep.

She was too tired at that time to do anything besides sleep. It had been the same as when she'd come back home after being lost in Time Compression for so long. Little by little, she'd become more aware of her surroundings and had done her best to be a model patient. Staying there for a prolonged period of time leaves her a bit unnerved and jumpy before she's informed of the study on those affected by the Gate and volunteered for it as a result.

She hadn't been affected nearly as bad as some of the others but she wanted to know what had caused it. She may have been secretly hoping that maybe there was a way to make her grow a few more inches but she wasn't about to hold her breath. In the end, she'd been barred from her laptop and could manage to weasel a book out of the library after the begging of yet another aide to go get one for her. Overall, there'd been lots of rest, tests and blood work that earned everybody a good long pouting session.

About a week and a half later, Selphie's just chilling out in FH on a quiet dock enjoying the sunshine and not having to wear pajamas. She's got a pair of sandals beside her as she dips her feet into the water, daydreaming about anything and everything. Leave her alone, she's earned some quiet time. Or don't and keep her company?

Eventually though, it turns up to be the present day and Selphie pops up on the BBS with an idea. She doesn't care that it's not time for another Garden Festival, she just wants to do something to boost morale for everybody living in Garden. You're all about to be greeted to a video post with a sunny smile and Selphie's good cheer. She dares you sourpusses to ruin it; double dog dares you to even try and ruin her good mood.]

Hey guys!

So yeah, it's been kinda... tense around here lately? I know that everybody worked super duper mega hard on all the stuff with that dumb Mage but hey, we need a little something to boost morale right about now, I think.

I've already run this by the GFC -- which you should all join by the way -- and they're on board for this! So my fellow Gardener's, who's game for a little barbeque and some fun at the beach? Think about it! All the hamburgers and hot dogs you can eat, a little volleyball or fun in the ocean and a great big bonfire at night!

It'll be fun for everybody!

[She gives everybody an excited look as she anticipates this being a big hit.]

So! Who's game?
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[personal profile] wrmods
[Time Compression, in its purest form -- a tangled ball like a naked singularity, where space and time are points rather than dimensions, and no standard laws of reality apply.]

[The Gate of Truth: a portal between this world and another, the means by which alchemical energy comes into this world, capable of separating those who cross it into body, mind, and soul.]

[Mixing the two might have been a bad idea.]

[From a circle on the ground in the very depths of Tears Point, a yawning void opens. From it pour hands -- hundreds, thousands, millions of tiny shadow-hands on endlessly long, shapeless black arms. Though nothing seems to be guiding them, they unerring seek out everything and everyone living nearby. Slash them, cut them, burn them, blast them -- they simply reform and redouble their efforts to seize living beings.]

[Suddenly the flow shifts. Whereas before the circle disgorged Cthonian nightmares, now it pulls with unearthly strength. The shadow-hands wrap around their targets, seize them, and pull them in fast and hard.]

[All is blinding white.]

[The scene abruptly resolves into coherent shapes and images again. Where before, they had stood under a sky red with monsters, now the heroes stand beneath a sky full of clouds, whose whiteness is the same ominous density that grey-blackness would be in a normal world. Lower in the sky, nearly blotting out those clouds, hung Lunatic Pandoras, countless Lunatic Pandoras, limitless temporal repetition of the same monolith.]

[In the center, where the Time Compression Distortion had touched Tears Point, now all that was visible was the bloated, decaying husk of a spider. A massive spider, whose sprawled legs stretch far off into the distance. Atop it, a spider that was miniscule only in comparison to the titan frantically weaves another line into a great web that seems poised to catch a descending crystal as it lurches laboriously groundward from some far-off point in the sky.]

[And if all that is strange, wait till you look around...]

[But there's still a job to be done.]

[OOC: Discussion post is here, and you really ought to read it before you post! Again, no tag order, multiple locations.]
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[personal profile] youngnobelman
Please report to the infirmary if you are:
  • a Battlefield Medicine and/or Recovery Para-Magic specialist (SeeD or Cadet)
  • a cadet who has not yet passed PMGF 101
  • someone with off-world healing abilities

    In preparation for the battle, I wish to create small medical response teams which can work out of rooms other than the infirmary, decentralizing treatment so that a single strike to the infirmary won't take out the entire medical staff. These teams will be led by SeeDs or senior cadets. Basic first aid training is available for those who have not taken REC 101, or those who need a refresher.

    Touma H. Norstein

  • [The infirmary is a flurry of activity. There's a huge pile of medical supplies (bandages, Potions, status restorers, etc) on one table, which Gaomon is sorting into smaller piles according to a list in one gloved paw. Touma has a pile of Magic Stones and Pieces thereof before him, which is steadily diminishing as he refines them into spells.]
    commanderzabala: (Default)
    [personal profile] commanderzabala
    [The video image of the Commander looks ruffled in appearance, but her demeanor remains calm as she speaks.]

    Attention, all SeeDs and all residents of Balamb Garden. This is an emergency. This is not a drill.

    Earlier this morning we were contacted by the group known as Sol Invictus, who brought with them a more complete version of the Time Compression Mage's calculations -- he had apparently approached them prior to approaching us. These equations confirm to our satisfaction that the Time Compression Mage's plans require invoking a Lunar Cry. His plan to return to his own home will damage or destroy this world.

    We have exactly one day to prepare, after which time Balamb Garden will travel to Esthar and we will put an end to his plans. I do not know all of what we can expect, but monsters and a hideously powerful mage are guarantees. All SeeDs and cadets will enter battle using whatever means are most effective. Ready yourself.

    I will monitor the BBS for suggestions and discussions. If you have any ideas you believe can be of use, post them or bring them to me immediately.

    You have your orders. Begin your preparations.
    wrnpcs: ([headmaster])
    [personal profile] wrnpcs
    [Field exams are often publicly announced, but the date for this one had been given to those involved in private, via private message on the BBS and notes left in dormitories, two days in advance. While SeeDs Nida and Touma H. Norstein had been briefed in private, the cadets would only be briefed on the day, and were simply ordered to meet at the front gate at 0600 hours on Friday morning armed and in uniform.

    [Once the cadets and Touma are assembled, Headmaster Cid and a faculty member join them for the traditional send off speech:]

    Good morning, everyone, I hope you're doing well this early morning.

    [He paces as he walks, eying each cadet and SeeD as he does so.]

    This exam will involve three members. )

    [As Cid finishes up, the sound of the Ragnarok coming in grows louder, until it lands below the cadets and opens. Nida soon emerges.] Everyone into the passenger room for your briefing.

    [Briefly, he pulls Rainbow Dash aside.] Traditionally we let our piloting specialists take off on field exams, but as this mission is time sensitive, I'll be taking it this time. I'm sorry; I promise there is a place for you to fly later in the mission.

  • Arrivals
  • Briefing and planning
  • Ground team disarming and fight
  • Sky team infiltration and fight
  • Retreat to Deling - to be posted!
  • [BBS]

    May. 1st, 2013 11:57 pm
    isnottheworst: (this is the worst)
    [personal profile] isnottheworst
    ... Well, it looks like I'm here again. It's funny, it barely seems as though I was home for very long at all, but here it looks like a lot of time has passed.

    For those of you who don't know me, I'm Fujieda Yoshino. My partner Lalamon and I are from the same world as Touma Norstein and Daimon Chika, who I'm sure several of you already know...

    Let's see here, what else? Oh, um, does anyone know a "Koriand'r?" She's apparently my roommate, and I wanted to introduce myself...

    I suppose that's all. Thank you for your time.
    youngnobelman: (just wait. look what happened to me)
    [personal profile] youngnobelman
    On behalf of the infirmary, please be careful if you're going outside, as we'd rather not see any more cases of frostbite. [Alas, poor frostbitten NPC. HE'S OKAY, I SWEAR.]

    Here are some ways to help prevent frostbite:
  • Wear many layers of clothing, not just a couple of thick layers. The extra layers keep your body heat in.
  • Wear mittens instead of gloves. Gloves have more surface area in contact with cold air than mittens, and thus offer less protection.
  • Wear a hat to protect your ears, and if available, a skimask to protect your nose. Some winter gear is available from the uniform supply office.
  • If possible, junction a Blizzard family spell to your Elemental Defense. This will strengthen your resistance to the cold.

    Pain and red skin are the earliest signs of frostbite. If you start experiencing these symptoms, immediately return to Garden and come to the infirmary.

    Please also be careful with the monsters in the area. Though they are not as strong as the monsters on the Island Closest to Heaven, they are still stronger than the usual monsters on Balamb continent, so go out junctioned. This area's monsters are Snow Lions, which are weak against Fire, Forbiddens, which are weak against Holy (Life spells and Phoenix Downs can kill them instantly) and Fire, and Blue Dragons, which are weak against Ice.

    Touma H. Norstein
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    [personal profile] wrnpcs
    Hello SeeDs, Cadets, and staff members,

    I'm sure you've all heard about the peculiar winter Trabia continues to experience. Normally the continent would be starting to warm up around this year (as much as it ever does), but this year the usual seasonal changes have not taken hold:
  • Temperatures remain cold
  • The snow and ice have not melted
  • Nights are still long
  • Plants are not showing signs of new growth or blooming
  • Hibernating animals are still hibernating
  • Migratory animals have not returned

    Trabia's top scientists are beginning to suspect time compression is to blame. A scientific team from Esthar is looking into how to stop this seasonal freeze at its source, but since the prolonged winter is already affecting farming and looks set to affect the hydroelectricity grid, the Trabian government is more concerned with bringing on spring.

    As we have considerable experience with the effects of time compression, as well as a number of people with from different worlds which may work differently from our own, a small delegation including a researcher from the University of Trabia's Environmental Science department and the Trabian Minister of Agriculture will be arriving in Balamb Garden on Tuesday to discuss possible solutions.

    This will be a closed conference, unfortunately, to keep order and so as not to disrupt classes, but I would appreciate and will pass on any suggestions or proposals you may have. Please use this post to discuss among yourselves how Trabia might induce spring.


    Headmaster Cid

  • (OOC: Open discussion post! Threadjack each other and don't feel like you need to wait for NPC responses. The date is an IC arrival date only rather than an OOC tagging deadline; please feel free to keep backtagging! The delegation's visit will not be logged, but all suggestions will be passed on IC.)
    laughafterme: (Pinkie: UWAA--!!)
    [personal profile] laughafterme

    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:]


    [Well, it was more like muttering loudly...]
    rewritethis: (moonlight)
    [personal profile] rewritethis
    [Slamming doors, brushing off greetings, shoving through crowds, hogging textbooks in the library, glaring at anyone who even momentarily makes eye contact - whatever Garden's crankiest alchemist happens to be doing on this otherwise unremarkable day of classes, he seems to have kicked it up a notch. Which, yes, is noticeable, thank you very much.

    The sole exceptions to this are the several occasions throughout the day when he takes to skulking around the front of the infirmary, getting in people's way and generally contriving to give the impression that he's there by accident. When he thinks nobody is looking, he begins to furtively sneak round a corner, approximately in the direction of one particular bed.

    But of course he isn't in a bad mood! Why would he be in a bad mood? If you want to suggest otherwise, you damn well better come over and say it to his face!]
    wrnpcs: ([cafeteria npcs])
    [personal profile] wrnpcs
    [Bang on time at 2100, the Garden chime sounds and the intercom clicks on. Hello, Headmaster!]

    Good evening, Garden! I hope you enjoyed your Valentines Day treats.

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

    Thank you to the Garden Festival Committee for sponsoring tonight's dance and the festivities leading up to it!

    [The intercom falls silent after that, and faint music can be heard from the second floor. It seems the GFC has gotten their hands on a stereo for some more modern music rather than the usual orchestrated pieces, a mix of upbeat pop music and the requisite slow songs for swaying with your loved ones. And what a night for swaying with your loved ones! It's a beautiful, starry night, one where the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie - no, that sounds like a medical condition you should probably have checked out.

    [You should also check out the ballroom, which has been decked out in red and pink with hearts and flowers everywhere. Though there's only a stationary stand for punch and food rather than roaming caterers (ah, budget cuts), these refreshments seem decidedly more upmarket than the GFC's usual fare - it's the kind of thing that's served at graduation balls where there might be important potential clients.

    [The Headmaster, Garden faculty, and some instructors are all at the dance, so troublemakers are free to roam until 2400, and as the dance isn't mandatory, cadets who choose not to attend will not be punished. All inhabitants of Garden are welcome!]
    hispeedchase: (Sup?)
    [personal profile] hispeedchase
    How's everyone holding up? I finally healed up from that chimera that blindsided me. Thanks to those cadets that brought me back, whoever you are.

    So two things:
    1. Trolley dash. Who's in?
    2. I noticed there's a movie crew looking for security in the mission log. Anyone interested in a team up?

    SeeD ID#73197 Para-Magic Weapon Specialist Operative, Firearms Platoon and Magic Operative, Attack Platoon, Level 3

    P.S. If I know you come and find me today. As I missed the secret admirer sign-ups, I'm going to do this the old fashioned way.

    [Chase is spending the day in the quad, crappy romance novel being held tenderly in his left hand. He's dressed in all red, except his hair which he left blonde. Over his right eye, on his forehead, is a large but healing gash. Beside him in the grass is a huge crate filled with large boxes of chocolate, complete with bows, as well as a few odds and ends for those that didn't like chocolate.

    If he sees and knows you, he'll wave and wave you over.]
    laughafterme: (Pinkie: JUMP HOW HIGH?!)
    [personal profile] laughafterme
    [The air is full of excitement (at least according to Pinkie) as the beloved MC for the date auction takes the stage. Dressed in a queen of hearts costume (with full red bodysuit beneath), Pinkie hops onto the stage with the brightest smile she has in her arsenal.]

    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.]


    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~!

    (ooc: please wait until all threads are completed before commenting! Look to this space for the signal! GO AT IT! And please remember to add your character tags to the entry!)
    elementofloyalty: (almost as cool as so cool)
    [personal profile] elementofloyalty
    hey who wants to start a flying organization with me

    instructor do


    ...can anyone else here actually fly

    not with vehicles or anything, sorry pinkie, but under their own power. we could practice stunts and routines, and have shows. it'd be awesome. who's with me here

    peachhat: (Awesome)
    [personal profile] peachhat
    [Video Segment]
    [The screen showed someone that hadn't been around a bit, that was for sure. A woman, with very long, blue hair, who was wearing an odd hat. With peaches.

    More noticeable than her clothing was the fact that she was visibly beaten up. Dust, bruises, some blood, scratches, she clearly had been through quite some fighting, though she was somehow radiating a smug satisfaction that didn't fit the state of her body at all.

    Hello! I've been away for a bit, doing the usual here and there, so for those who don't know me, I'm Instructor Tenshi Hinanai.

    I'll be teaching Geography and, of course, the highest level of magical combat. Don't worry, I'll make sure that even you ordinary, earth-crawling humans can have some chance of passing.

    [She nodded, brushing back some of her hair, then smiled at the camera]

    That said, we have a nice island here, don't we? Reminds me a lot of home - the islands in actual heaven. But I suppose Islands closest to heaven are pretty good, too, although they got nothing on the real thing, of course. I look forward to returning tomorrow!

    [Evidently, this instructor had not deemed it necessary to make herself presentable for the introduction. Just one more sign that her priorities were completely and utterly screwed up beyond help.]

    [ACTION Segment]

    [Of course, Tenshi could also be encountered in the garden, while she was looking at the place to check if everything was how it used to be. She had been away on a long-ish mission, after all, so who knew what changed? Like above, she likely still hadn't changed.

    Particularly lazy-seeming students might find her throwing a head-sized rock at their feet.
    And teachers/seeds too, 'to test their reflexes'...


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