| Thirteen [Voice] |
[05 Jan 2010|01:03am] |
[He's sounding a little worn out, but coherent.]
About Kefka.
Anyone who was there, anyone who heard it - I don't know, anyone really - come to the bar. I think we could all use a drink.
[He'll steal it for you. And he'll be there himself as he actually makes this announcement, in Good Spirits. Waiting for whoever wants to show up.]
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| Twelve [Voice] |
[12 Dec 2009|12:41am] |
[Filtered from Kefka, Sephiroth, and Minamimoto]
[Edgar's still gone, Anise is missing, and Cyan's here but he's from early enough that he won't be under the same roof as Celes. The FML fairy's just loved them for the past couple of months, hasn't it? There's a few moments of silence before he speaks.]
If anyone knows anything about magical concealment, I'd like to talk to you. In person, preferably.
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[Filtered to Returners + General Leo]
...I'm going to set myself up as bait for Kefka.
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| Eleven [Filtered to Returners and Friends] |
[02 Nov 2009|05:09am] |
Now that we can leave that place.
I'm going to get a Scotch. Or four. Then I'm going to pick up a tent and a few other things and go hunting those spirits that are around here.
Celes will probably be in bad shape when she comes back. I need to get the means to help her.
[If anyone wants to try to talk him out of it in person or whatever, feel free to try. He's dropped the things he won for Celes in their room, turned right back around, and started heading for the main square.]
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| Ten [Ridiculously loud Voice/Action] |
[19 Oct 2009|12:47am] |
[There's a very, very loud yell ripping through the journals not ten seconds after Edgar has returned, carrying Terra's body.]
KEFKA YOU FUCKING MURDERING BASTARD!!! SHOW YOURSELF AND DIE!!!
[Big Brother is pissed, and currently not thinking at all about his own safety. Terra's dead and that's all that matters to him. He'll be in the square, other Returners or no, looking perfectly ready to take Kefka's head off his shoulders solo.]
[It was supposed to be her birthday.]
[He's handed his journal over to Celes at some point, partially in some semi-rational attempt to keep her out of the fight as the only viable healer they have.]
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| Nine [Action] |
[12 Oct 2009|03:27am] |
{Backtimed to the day, before Edgar's kidnapping.}
[The girls are going to kill him for this and likely Sabin's going to sit on him, but Locke has escaped from the house. He's mostly recovered (say about 95%) thanks to Celes and Terra throwing Curas at him every chance they could get, but.]
[BUT.]
[He needs his bandanna.]
[Time to get a replacement. At this rate he should just get a stack of them and keep them in his dresser or something. And because of Kefka, he's not approaching the square from the direction of his house at all, having taken a very roundabout way to get there.]
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| Eight [Action] |
[05 Oct 2009|01:54am] |
[Just outside the village is what appears to be a New Feather. At least, the person is dressed like a New Feather, but there isn't much of New Feather behavior. He isn't asleep, he isn't bewildered - in fact, he looks really, really bad.]
[It's Locke, back from his kidnapping, and clearly having gotten the raw end of the deal. All his clothing is gone including the bandanna, replaced with the white pants for the male New Feathers, ones with what look like burn holes in a few places. The burns continue onto his skin, symmetrically up and down his body, and there's a slight burned smell all around him. All his muscles are tensed and a little twisted, and every so often he has a small seizure. He's had a lot of power being channeled through his body over the last week, and it shows. Help?]
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| Seven [Accidental Voice/Action] |
[29 Sep 2009|03:38am] |
[There's a small thump as the journal falls to the ground, landing open, with its pages facing the floor. An almost imperceptible whirring nearby. Then voices, probably a good distance away, muffled.]
At least that's over, and it probably won't happen again. It nearly drove me crazy not to be able to hold you.
[A pause.]
I love you, Cel.
[A louder thump as something hits a small table, and the voice's tone changes.]
Guys? Who's ther- Shit, run! GET OUT OF HERE!
[Clattering, thumping, one loud clang as a weapon ricochets off thick metal and a thunk as another buries itself in wood. Whoever investigates will find one of Locke's knives in the door and the Wing Edge embedded in the headboard, with Celes unconscious across his bed and no sign of the treasure hunter.]
((OOC: Locke is going away for about a week to remove the temptation to post with him, I'm not going anywhere! :D Done with full and complete permission from Nadia, partial blame can also be laid at her doorstep. She'll be responding here.))
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| Six [Voice] |
[25 Sep 2009|06:57pm] |
Okay, who out there has not been changed?
I think we all need a lot of alcohol right about now.
[Filtered to Celes!Edgar and Terra!Setzer]
There isn't a threat dire enough to express what I'll do to both of you if you do anything in their bodies.
Just don't do it.
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| Five [Voice/Action] |
[16 Sep 2009|05:56pm] |
I guess when it comes down to it, there could've been worse things to happen in the fight than what did. I'd been lucky too long. Still doesn't mean I have to like it.
[Filtered away from Terra]
If anyone - anyone - finds a new arrival that looks like a possessed clown and laughs like a psychotic madman, for the love of anything that's holy let me, Setzer, or Celes know. As soon as you possibly can.
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If I've got the timing right, there should be an experiment coming up soon, I think. Any guesses as to what it'll be?
Hey Setzer, do you want to go see if we can find materials for that pet project of yours?
[And whether Setzer says yes or not, Locke shall be found ignoring the rain and hiking down into the village not-square to see what he can find in the stores to help Setzer become the gambling king of Luceti. Run into him if you like.]
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| Four [Voice/maybe Action possibly] |
[01 Sep 2009|11:41pm] |
[Aaaand Locke is stuck in the clinic, and will be for a few days because he does not know how to rest. Silly man.]
Son of a bitch... that's gonna hurt for awhile.
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| Three [Voice/Potential Action] |
[29 Aug 2009|01:17pm] |
Hey, if anyone's going to be up in the northwest, behind 10 and 11 - watch your step. I left them a couple of surprises.
[Considering he's got no magic, his surprises are entirely mundane in nature - namely, a freakton of wire, thin rope, anything he could get his hands on that wouldn't be immediately visible until someone was nearly on top of it, strung between the trees in random ways to hopefully prevent a flying barrage. There's also some down on the ground to prevent walkers and runners, which is why he's sending out the warning.]
Also, for anyone staying behind - do you want me to try and rig up some sort of warning system for your area? Nothing fancy, just your standard "makes a big noise" idea.
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| Two [Voice/Action] |
[20 Aug 2009|04:36am] |
So when everyone's not absolutely out of their minds, what do you do for fun around here?
...
Is there really no need for any kind of currency at all here? [THIEF CAN'T STEAL FROM THE MERCHANTS IF THERE'S NOT.]
[Locke's been poking around for a few days, though he hasn't gone anywhere he shouldn't - yet. Just learning the territory. Now, however, he's in the village square, debating between going into the general store to see if he can find a few more "general" items he likes to keep on his person or into the bar for a drink. GO ON, BUG HIM.]
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| One |
[04 Aug 2009|04:56am] |
[There's the sound of water somewhere, not the ocean - a pond? Something calm, at any rate. And the sound of the wind through the trees is actually nice and soothing, so - for once - someone isn't panicking or really, really confused at waking up to the sounds of nature being lived in. He's perfectly used to them, and he mumbles a little in his half-awake state.]
C'mon, just a little longer...
[What Locke doesn't realize is that he's sprawled stomach-down in a clearing near the southern lake, head pillowed on one arm, in full (if it can be called that) new-arrival mode of dress. Yes, moar sleep plz.]
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