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Seems now a good a time as any considering that when we're not bombarded with hallucinogens we have a serial killer on the loose. As fun as Jack the Ripper was, this is kind of old and for some odd reason people seem not to question why we don't ever leave the city except for missions, we're stuck dealing with it.

What if I told you that there could be a way for us to autonomously deal with threats that happened here in Death City? What if we could gather a bunch of people who wanted to share information from their home worlds, whether they be scientists, engineers or those who don't want to put in the effort when something like this happens (I wonder if you can guess which one I am).

What I mean is this: what if there was a collaborative environment where people who wanted to share knowledge could work on furthering the goal of protecting people during an invasion as we've seen previously. What if we could have sentries posted on the outskirts of the city that could not only inform us when there was an invasion coming but also protect us from covert operations? This organization would not have a head like the Watch, because lets be honest I am not going to go through all the effort that Roy does.

I want to know what thinkers we have here and if they want to join. Some of you were told to contact me but sadly some more pressing matters took precedence. This is an opportunity for those who do want to contribute but haven't been blessed with battle prowness and intellect like me. If you want to build and you can build, join. If you want to work on antitoxins, join.

I, for one are absolutely tired of the Witches coming to us. It's time that we go on the offense and finally end this stupid war because really, it's getting to be a real inconvenience in my love life.

This is the best way to get a hold of me if you want to join. Once again, it's open to everyone and I encourage people to contact me over it (a shocker, I know but this is how much I just want to be able to nap without something happening).

Oh, before I forget: Allen Walker, a word.

(ooc: more information! also feel free to name it something better than the science watch- in fact, please do.)
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[personal profile] thewarisover
[Posting this from the training area, sometime after breakfast. Also looking serious.]

I think a lot of you have seen the headlines already. For those of you who haven't... well, I suggest that you look now.

Until this business is resolved, please avoid traveling alone after sundown. It would also be good to let people that you know where you're going or when you've arrived safely at your destination every time you go out. If you see any suspicious activity or anything that you think might be suspicious, inform me or any member of DOGS and the Watch. Rest assured, we'll get to the bottom of this.


Filter: The Agency;

I've got some men working on my end. If you need me and my team, we're on standby.

Let's try and solve this case quickly, eh?


Filter: The Watch;

CIC: take charge of digging up as much information on this incident as possible. Can I get a role call on who's running their particular patrol route solo? Might be best if we avoid that for a bit.

On another note, Death the Kid has informed me that there will be a BREW viewing on February 18, between two and four in the afternoon. I need a small team to join Hawkeye and I as part of the security detail. Looking for people who do not have extra duties outside of patrolling.

One last thing: when are all of you available for a general meeting? Don't worry about your patrol shifts - Death the Kid and I will make arrangements. I need to speak to all of you abuot future plans.


More filters, namely for Flynn, Zone Leads of the Watch and their partners (temporary or otherwise), Kerrigan, Hawkeye, Mello, Cross. )



ooc: All filters are now unhackable unless permission's given for this post. It's Serious Business time. People who OOCly volunteered for the BREW viewing security thing (that is, Koutetsu, Barnaby and Mello): feel free to ICly tap this post. We'll assume that Roy will contact you guys later in the day, say you're part of the team and give all the pertinent details. Also, Nataku: I'll put up a log for us, if you like! Either that or we can thread out our stuff here. Let me know what's good for you!
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[personal profile] celtysexual
[And up pops Shinra, with his pleasant little smile as he sits in his pleasant little room. There's just something awkward about this happy, young doctor, but even so, it doesn't stop him from rambling.]

Hello, Death City! My name is Shinra Kishitani, but everyone can call me Shinra. I guess I'm adding to the recent wave of individuals who are new to the city. I hope everyone's doing well today.

I'm glad I paid attention to the local gossip about the Communal! Apparently a lot of problems had happened in regards to the little Valentine's day presents left around. I guess I was lucky - mine tasted very... fishy. It was actually rather awkward. [He chuckles softly.] Whoever left them, thank you for the gift!

As I've been here a few days, I think I've gotten a hang of the layout of the city. It's properly sunk in that there doesn't seem to be any easy method of escape - but is there a way to at least contact people from our original homes? There's a young lady who's probably beside herself with worry at my lengthy absence... And we had such a beautiful date planned, too! [He looks up, almost as if blinking away tears. Pardon him, he is having an emotion right now. ...and then it subsides rather quickly because he knows he's being melodramatic.] Well. If not, she's a strong soul. I'll just have to buy her something special whenever I'm permitted to leave... She'll be so mad at me.

I digress. I was also wondering about how to procure a job, so I'm not completely idling my time here. I'm not quite sure how much schooling I'd truly wish to take - after all, I think I learn best hands-on, and my skills lie more in doctoring - any sort - than fighting. There's a hospital of some sort here, isn't there? Are they hiring? Or is it strictly volunteer staff?

[He sighs softly, a hand reaching up to scratch the back of his head.] I must sound ridiculously new with my large set of questions. I'm sorry! I really am just this new, though.
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[This one is quick and businesslike, and Kasuka sounds and looks as flawless and flat as ever.]

I'm getting tired of sitting still and doing very little. Right now, it seems I'm only living off of my brother's graces.

I don't know if I'm capable of resonating with anyone, but if someone would like to try, please contact me. I'm a weapon... I've only tried to transform a few times, but it seems my form is some sort of camera.

Aside from that, what do you usually do to pass the time? I'm not used to having so much empty space in my schedule.

Thank you.
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[personal profile] 16hitmagnum
[ The night is young and the we’re in love... Or not.

Are you in love yet, Death City? No? Well, you’re in luck. Because tonight, the greatest hosts in
the world, Gin and Gura (not to be mistaken for Gintoki and Kagura from Yorozuya May Cry), are here to treat you lovely angels to a pre-Valentines chance for love and romance.

This is not a scheme to get chocolates for Valentines day. Just as this is not the Yorozuya May Cry office, badly decorated with paper hearts, lace, red plastic over all the lightbulbs, and feathers from a molting duck. That’s feathers from a fallen angel, you dumbass! Where’s your sense of romance?

Ehem... take it away, lead character. ]


What is love? [Baby don't hurt me. You might recognise that voice as belonging to Gintoki, but tonight, it is softer, strangely melodic. It is Gin. He holds a rose - plastic - to his chest as if it is something precious.] We, as hosts, have pondered this since the beginning of time. Though it is without physical form, it is sweet, and it is forgiving, providing men, women and children all over the world with joy. [Kind of the same way chocolates do. Gin then twirls, holding the rose up above his head. If this were a shoujo series, there'd be sparkles and real roses in the background.]

And tonight, as a special service to you, Death City, we, Gin and Gura, shall showcase these wonders to you personally. Even if it costs us our lives. [And suddenly, he tosses that rose over to...]

[ KaGura catches that rose as she spins on her toes. She tosses her long, bishounen hair to the side and lets out a loud--] Fuu! [She raises the rose in the air.] Our time together might be short, might be fleeting, my princess, but that’s the way beautiful things are. What’s important is that we keep the memory of our meeting in our hearts. And yet-- [dramatic turning of the head to the side! It’s that 3/4ths profile that makes all hosts look good!]

-- the beauty of that moment still can’t compare to yours. [She hands that rose to you, person who’s watching this through the communicator which means that you can’t touch this obviously plastic rose.]

Should you, the lovely queens that you are, choose to grace us with your presence tonight, you need only to bring yourselves and a tribute of chocolate, so that once this night comes to a close, and you are to disappear from our sights forever, we may gaze upon your neatly wrapped sweets and remember the way your hair would smell, your fond embrace and your kindness. [And then he joins Gura in pointing at the communicator.] Just do it!

Visit us tonight as Yorozuya May Host Club! Fuu!

[ Blue font is Gintoki. Red font is KaGura..

Are you ready for love? THE LOG IS RIGHT HERE. Again, this is not a scam for Valentines Day chocolate. ]
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[personal profile] seafares
[Motochika looks rather sheepish about something. There are bandages here and there and obvious bruising visible in places. Pretty much what you'd expect someone to look after they were almost turned into kishin food. His parrot perches on his shoulder, encouraging the whole stereotypical pirate look when coupled with his eyepatch.]

I would have done this earlier but got a bit sidetracked because of the Witches... [He scratches his cheek.] When the whole black blood thing was going on, I might of stolen a few things. I've returned most of it, but-- [He takes a step to the side revealing a small pile of stolen goods.] it's been a few days and I can't remember everyone. If any of this is yours, you can come and get it and sorry for threatening you as well.

[He wishes he could end it at just that, but unfortunately he still has responsibilities.]

I'm Chosokabe Motochika and believe it or not, I'm a Zone Leader for the Outer Residential District II along with Heiwajima Shizuo. I'd like anyone under our district to report in.

I also happen to be the weapons smith for the Watch, so if you have any special requests I'm the guy to go to. [He walks off the screen and returns with an anchor spear as an example of his work.] Stuff that isn't your basic sword or gun or I could upgrade whatever you've got.

[He rubs his face.] I do apologise for my previous actions and I'll do my best to attempt to fix things.

[ooc: If you want you can say that he's taken something of your character's back in phase 1 of the last plot, it'd likely be something small, what they would carry around with them normally and it must have material worth. His inbox is also here.]
forbearanced: (seppuku now!)
[personal profile] forbearanced
[When the feed comes on, it shows Katakura Kojuro - yes, it looks like he's back as well - staring at the screen. Intensely.

He does not look pleased. Also: that can't be his apartment with Auron, right? It looks like a pig sty.]



Date Masamune.


[...Yeah, he's definitely not happy.]


Return to your place of residence immediately. [If a gaze could kill, and all that.] If you do not return within five minutes, I will seek you out myself.


[He's holding that Very Angry Glare a longer before turning away --

-- wait, he just remembered something.]



I am Katakura Kojuro of Oshu. It appears as though I have been returned to Death City , and to my [Hnnngh] lord's side.


[And click..]
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[personal profile] lawfullystupid
 [Flynn is sitting at one of the Watch desks, looking serious and a little forlorn, but otherwise calm and direct.]

As I'm sure many of you already know, Roy Mustang, current leader of the Watch, has gone missing. We are currently under the assumption that he was returned to his homeworld by BREW. We do not know for sure, as of yet, if this was a permanent departure,  a temporarily return, or what state he may or may not be in if he does return.

Regardless, Watch activities will continue uninterrupted. While the Watch was certainly Roy's brainchild, it belongs to all the Guests of Death City, and we will do our best to continue serving you. Thank you.

[Watch Filter]

Like I said, let's try to keep things running as smoothly as possible. Any show of discontent is bound to upset people. After all, Roy is very well liked in the City, and him leaving is bound to fray some nerves.

If you have any issues or questions about anything, please contact me or Miss. Riza at anytime.

[Filtered to the Zone Leaders, Riza, Kerrigan, and anyone Flynn knew Roy trusted]

I think we should all talk about what to do now, as soon as possible.
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[personal profile] stfuabouthonor
[sup, Death City. A new face appears on the network, although there may be something of the deja vu about the helmet with its golden crescent, the mon with its twin sparrows, perhaps even the face, a little. Not the attitude, though - actually, this kid is the polar opposite of laid back cool. Which is to say he's absolutely furious.]

Let's make something clear. I don't know what dumb joke that guy is playing, but there's only one Date Masamune, and that's me - me! The One-Eyed Dragon, the Lord of Oshu, future ruler of all Japan, Date Masamune!

[He thumps his chest just in case any more emphasis is needed.]

Just wait and you'll see what it means to have me around here!

[Yes, he is absolutely serious. You may wish to be kind, but then possibly not.]
topidol: (with one hand off the side)
[personal profile] topidol
[Filtered away from Shizuo;]

[There's a slight sound of rain against the window pane when Kasuka turns the video on. He's blank as always, sitting in the edge of his bed and looking directly into the feed.]

How do you celebrate birthdays, where you come from?

I need to get a present for someone, but I'm not sure what it should be. It's for a man in his mid-twenties...

Ah, for those of you who know Heiwajima Shizuo, it's his birthday tomorrow. Just in case someone wanted to know.
coolest: (and we gonna make you lose your mind)
[personal profile] coolest
Yo.

[He raises a hand in a jovial fashion.]

Date Masamune.

[And that was his way of introducing himself. Now that was over, Masamune looks at the camera straight on, arms crossed. Time to make his big address to everyone in this city.]

I heard that we're fighting a war here. You guys must be in trouble if you had to drag me here, the One Eyed Dragon of Oshuu!

[There we go, he's steadily getting back into the stride of things. The whole experience in the Kishin Chamber was a bit of a shock even for him, but now that he's out and he's got this amazing communication device, he might as well make full use of it.]

Hah, what a name though. Death City! I would say that it was cool but the sun has a face that smiles. What kind of place called Death City has a sun with a face like that?

[Masamune pronounces 'Death City' in a very pronounced Engrish accent. He looks at the feed expectantly, then realising he isn't going to get a reply immediately, continues talking.]

I'm a meister, whatever that is. Sounds cool though. But I hate the idea of being without a weapon though, especially in a crazy place like this. They may have taken a dragon's claws away, but he can still bite.

[Masamune grins at the camera, trying his best to be jovial at the end of his feed.]

So if any of you transform into swords, let me know. I'm looking for six of them. Okeydokey?

[And it finally clicks off.]
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[personal profile] toshinebrighter
[The DEMISE screen flickers on to show the Warrior--although not as many have seen him. For one, he is not in armor, but only because he can't be: his left hand is resting on some thoroughly split plate piled next to him. It's pretty easy to tell he's in the clinic, sitting up in one of the chairs; the particularly observant may note that there's a sizable bandage over his ribs but under his shirt.]

I need a blacksmith...or such, [he adds, remembering what he was told about this city,] skilled in the repair of armor. Where can I find one?

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Jan. 31st, 2012 12:21 pm
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Seems it's still needed. Don't mind us.

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