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[ hope you're ready for this, Death City. you're getting a face full of Sora at the moment. ]

This place looks really cool, even if there are a bunch of stairs. Kinda looks like one giant cake.

I'm Sora! I was told I was here before, but uh... [ he rubs his nose a little here with a laugh. ] I don't really remember any of it, sorry. But if we were friends before, I'd really like to know. Just because I don't have any memories doesn't mean we aren't still friends, okay?

[ their hearts are still connected and all that fluffy jazz. Sora rests his hands behind his head, thinking. ]

So... When's that morning training again? I kinda want to find a partner really quick, if that's okay.

ballseeker

[ Good morning Death City! It's more like nooning, and Bulma is currently nursing a nice heaping mug of black coffee, but small details are small details. She'd been up since the wee hours of the morning anyway, unable to sleep and with plans brewing in her head while not wanting to deal with a cranky Saiyan Prince. ]

Good morning - afternoon? - everybody! So, first of all, if anyone needs Vegeta, we're both now in 10L of Casualty Communal. You can say he camped out in my kitchen long enough that I kind of had to let him move in. Being that block headed deserves a little reward, even if I don't have a ring yet - but I'll be working on that anyway.

[ Wink. This girl always gets what she wants, even if it means a little token from her Saiyan boyfriend. ]

In more important news, though, I've had a little while to start looking at the technology here, and I wanted to ask everyone - what do you think you guys would need the most? What gadgets would be the most useful or what improvements you'd like to have on existing materials? I'd like to help this place as best that I can with the war, but without knowing demand I can't supply, you know?

I'm getting bored without Capsule Corporation, anyway, so I figured I could at least help out some around here! I don't quite have the capital for a business of my own just yet, but in lieu of that I could do things on the side.

Or if anyone has a business and would like to talk about renting or hiring or anything like that, I'm always available. Or, you know, if Shibusen wants to have a chat with me, I'm not opposed to that either.

It'd be kind of pointless to bring all these brains here and not use them, right?

Sorry, I'm kind of rambling, aren't I? The point is, Death City - what do you want? What inventions would you like to see? Things from where you're from or improvements from here! I'm pretty sure I can manage it all if I can make Capsules and flying cars!

I'm looking forward to chatting and brain storming with everyone! Bye for now!

tuned_wrong

[The video shows Aion, looking worn out and tired.]

Hello everybody. To make it short, the loss of the following persons has been confirmed: Izaya, Haruka as well as my brothers Viede and Chrono. If any of you has any business with them that has been left open, let me know and I will try and take care of it in their stead. Unless somebody else has been promised it I will also take care of the motorbike that has been left behind.

[He gives the communicator a thoughtful look before he continues, in a slightly changed voice.]

This means that the World’s End is hiring again. Also, I have recently been thinking… Is there something like free will? Or do you believe that things happen through forces that are outside of our influence? Did your coming here change those believes?

Sorry I’m rambling… Thanks for your time. [The feed ends with a click.]

saleh

It's been so peaceful as of lately, it almost makes me miss Callegea. This so-called war we are supposedly fighting is no fun compared to the one back there. What kind of war is this anyway, if people even get time to relax at a pool party?

[A soft thud can be heard as he flops unceremoniously on the bed. Heaving a sigh, he continues in a bored drawl.]

Isaac, if you're listening to me, I'm coming over in a few minutes. I'm afraid I need your assistance again.

paradiseruined

[Darcia looks as though he's been missing sleep again, and looks quietly at his communicator for a long time before he says anything.]

...I have been thinking deeply of my beloved these last nights. I wonder, am I the only one who has suffered loss? Who else is mourning the lack of loved ones here?

[He's pensive, looking away from the screen for a long moment, then the video ends.]

Current Mood: pensive

looperwooper

[As the communicator fires up, a girl can be seen eying it with a fascinated smile on her face. Technology that she's never seen before? SO. AWESOME.]

Heeeelllooo! One two three testing! [She taps the screen a couple times.] This thing on?

[Not waiting for a reply, Pascal instantly speaks up.]

So, how's it hanging, Death City? Man, that's such a cool name for a city. It's like you expect it to be full of creepy-crawly zombies and then bam! you see all these living things walking around instead! Totally unexpected. And then you got that whole Meister/Weapon shindig. Oh oh all you Weapons out there gotta let me touch you! And all you Meisters, too! [A thoughtful expression crosses her face.] Wait, hold up. I can touch myself for that. [That gets shaken off quickly enough and she sends a cheerful wink at the device. It's not like she's been a Meister forever so touching other ones couldn't hurt.] Ah who cares! I'll touch every last one of you so no worries about getting left out of the love! So come one, come all and start lining u--

[A huge blob of clear liquid suddenly drips down on her head. She blinks, clearly confused by the slime making its way down her face, and looks up. Her expression slowly shifts from one of confusion to that of excitement.]

OH. MY. GOSH. GUYS GUYS GUYS! The sun just slobbered all over me! This is so neat! It's really happy-looking, too! My sun back home is so blah I'm a big flaming ball of gases and junk, but this one is more YAHOOO HOWDY GUYS! GONNA HEAT YOU ALL UP NICE N' TOASTY. Okay, this is officially the best town ever in my book. Ah, war and witches and that downer stuff aside.

[Instead of dwelling on all that depressing stuff, Pascal turns her attention back at the sun and waves at it.] Yooooo hoooo Mr. Suuuuuun! You mind sharing some more of that goopy goop with the class? Come on, pretty please with a cherry on top? I'll love ya forever if you do! [That wish gets granted soon enough and Pascal couldn't look more ecstatic about being covered with even more drool.] Thanks a bunch! You're one majorly cool fireball!

[She looks back at screen, some of the drool dripping right onto it.] Sooo there a lab or something 'round here I could borrow till I stock up on my own equipment? Got some awesome drool samples to analyze and time's a wasting!

ballseeker

[ It seems that a certain scientist finally sees it fit to make her first appearance on the network a little later in the afternoon. ]

I have a few questions - #1: does this place make a habit of kidnapping geniuses from all around? And #2: Has anyone seen a baby, child, or teenager around with purple hair, a little on the taller side, going by the name of Trunks? If you have, can you tell him his mom is looking for him and direct him to me?

Anyway - I have a Corporation to run back in West City, so I guess I kinda have to help you all get this war thing under control, huh? Good thing you called the right girl, then!

[ She giggles lightly, a wide smile spreading across her face. ]

My name is Bulma Briefs, and I'm world renowned as a genius and inventor at home. I haven't quite... mastered the technology around here, but if I can figure out Namekian space ships and Saiyan scouters, I should be working away really shortly! I don't actually know what every one here might need - so give me something to work off of, yeah? I'm kind of working on a tight time clock, what with Trunks needing regular feedings back home and the fact that the Androids are supposed to show up really soon!

So, that said - What d you need, Death City? I'm bored and that doesn't really bode well for anyone, especially my neighbors- [ Oops! Seems she'd gotten so caught up in boasting about herself she'd forgotten to introduce someone else too! So excuse her as she promptly quiets down and moves for the door to her apartment. Oddly enough she leaves her own and just.. you know.. calmly lets herself in to the one across the hallway, grinning like she's gotten away with something.

See next a probably less than thrilled Saiyan prince. Bulma, meanwhile, is laughing and looking a lot like the cat that got the cream for bursting in on him like that - absolutely no fear here. ]

And by the way, if you see this jerk around, his name is Vegeta! And don't be fooled by how much he glares, he's actually kind of cute if you give him the chance!

I think that's all I wanted to cover! Don't be afraid to drop me a line, okay?

[ A wink and then the feed cuts off. ]

conjecture_this

I have heard some refer to this idea of 'down time'. Or perhaps the time between missions or other responsibilities.

While I am familiar with the theory of leisure and the process of such, my ideals of leisure may be different than others. In this regard, I would like to inquire as to the theories others may have on what to do during 'down time' here in the city.

[Nagi pauses here to carefully tug at one of her curled forelocks of hair, look thoughtful.]

Likewise I would like to know more of the theory of resonance. I have yet to find a partner and simply wish to learn more about the process of the art, if I may.

deadshallspeak

For those who knew him, it seems that Gabriel Cunningham has been returned home again. Whether he may come back a second time...who knows?

[A sigh.]

On that subject, it's time I began searching for a new partner. My name is Naomi Kimishima, a researcher and former surgeon, and if you haven't met me already I'm the head of the guest clinic here; you can find me on duty from six in the evening until six in the morning, and at morning training after that for lessons in first aid for anybody and everybody interested. Find me at those specified times or leave me a message on the DEMISE network - I won't be able to promise anything else.

I am not a combatant in this war going on; as such I don't strictly require the presence of a partner to be effective, but I have found it useful. My last partner was a weapon who took the form of a healing potion, and he was a great deal of help in his time here before BREW saw fit to return him home. I'm looking for something similar now: a weapon with healing capabilities, who doesn't object to working off of the battlefield. If you're interested, come talk to me.

[Text; filtered to clinic workers]
I'm still looking for a second head of the clinic. There's no guarantee that I myself will still be here tomorrow, after all - in the event that I too leave someday, we'll need somebody else to make sure everything runs smoothly. As above, contact me if you're interested.

justanengineer

[Isaac made damn sure he set this filter right for Saleh only. Since he is an engineer and a damn fine hacker, there is no way to hack this.]

Hey, Saleh.

First off, sorry about the wait for this. I know you wanted it on the 14th, but...I didn't have everything I needed to make it well enough that I could just hand it over to you. I'm sure you want a quality product anyways.

[That was mostly true, but he always ended up losing track of time. That was no way he was going to keep in business though. He hoped the guy still wanted this...even if he was kind of off. That was him possibly misreading somebody else though.

He'd been wrong before with trust. He could also be very right.]

I'll show it to you first.

[He usually remained on voice. Now wasn't really the time for that when he wanted to make an impression with what he made. This was his first sword after all. He held it up.]

If you still want it, let me know how I can get it to you.

towered

Death City is a...peculiar name, for a city. Well, I mean, it's rather...depressing, actually. [ Whyyyy would you name everything after death? It's...so morbid...oh but wait. She just insulted the city's name. ldkjflks ] Ah--I mean, I'm sure there's a reason for it! I didn't mean to...to sound judgmental or anything like that...

...Actually, I was rather curious about it all. I was told I'm a weapon? I'm not really...sure how that works. I mean, I don't feel any different, and I...well, I don't look much like a weapon. Besides, I've never fought in my life, and I'm sure I would look incredibly foolish if I tried to now.

It's not that I don't want to help. I don't particularly like the idea of doing nothing. It would seem unfair of me to do so, seeing as they've dragged me all this way. But...I wouldn't be very good, and...and I have important people back home. I can't just leave them all behind! So why bring me of all people here? They'd have been much better off with a soldier, or...or someone with more experience.

...right?

attentionwenches

At least the inhabitants of this realm are sensible. I've been telling Thor for years that magic mirrors are portable and convenient methods of communication, but he would always laugh me off and said that if he wished to speak with someone so badly, he would go see them in person.

Though I must admit, being able to address so many people with one mirror is a novelty.

Ahem. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Loki Odinson of Asgard. Prince of Asgard, actually, though not the crown prince. That would be my brother, Thor.

[...sigh]

That probably means nothing to most of you, does it? Oh, well. I shall have to learn to live with it, just as I shall have to learn to live without my magic.

Which brings me to the second task at hand. I can't get any of my spells to work, but I've clearly seen magic done since my arrival. Can the magic native to this land be learned? And if so...

[A bright, excited smile.]

...will you teach me?

justanengineer

[Isaac really wasn't sure if it would be a good idea to consider starting a business here when he had no idea when and where he might end up being sent back to where he came from. It was something to do and it was something he could offer with his skills, but first he just wanted to ask a few questions about how he should go about that.

Since he wasn't struggling with his dementia at the moment, it would be best to try asking now. It beat sitting around in his off time when he wasn't training. That was when his damn mind went places he'd rather not go at the moment.]

Got a few questions that I'm sure anybody can answer. I guess I should apologize for the stupid questions I had when I got here first of all. I probably came off as pretty damn pathetic.

How does a person go about starting their own business here? No protocol or hoops I have to jump through for it I hope.

And for the record to anybody out there that needs it, official or not, I'm a mechanical and electrical engineer. If anybody needs any help with building something complex or something needs fixing, I wouldn't mind helping out.

mayotaku

[THERE IS A VERY SERIOUS MAN ON THE NETWORK TODAY.]

[He is sitting by a table with a spread of all sorts of different types of mayonnaise, lined up nice and evenly. And I mean a lot of bottles and jars, okay. There's like 50+ on the table alone.]

It seems like there are people here who don't know about mayonnaise as much as they should. It's actually quite alarming. Luckily, I'm an expert on the matter so you are free to ask any questions that you may have.

[MAYONNAISE 101 BEGINS NOW. Also, don't mind him, he's just eating this at the moment.]

[YES, that is mayonnaise.]

[I'm very sorry.]

rebelwithaclock

[Chrono's looking tired and upset, but physically seems to be doing rather well, considering he was one of the kidnap victims. He has a few cuts and bruises, but most of it is covered up by his clothing. He's sitting with his shoulders hunched, and he's not quite looking the camera in the "eye".

He also attempted to filter this from the people he feels he needs to apologize to, but screwed it up because of how bad he is with computers. Whoops.]

Um...I'm not normally someone to ask questions of random strangers, but I'm not really sure what to do. Is there some sort of good gift you can make or buy in order to apologize to someone? [He pauses, then speaks quieter.]

"I'm sorry" doesn't feel like enough.

cursemarked

[Well, her bruises have healed up nicely leaving her feeling more up to making an announcement to the network. Even though she knows the population of Death City is going strong, it feels like she's lost a lot of people; only a handful of the people she considered close to her remain.

But she's gotten most of the paperwork out of the way for going about cleaning up and rebuilding the place so it's time to say hello and let everyone know she's still alive.]

The gallery took some heavy hits during all of this, so it'll be closed for a little bit while all the repairs are done.

I need something to do with my time though, would anyone be willing to learn photography? I wouldn't mind teaching a few people one-on-one, or maybe even a class if I get enough interest. [A small smile. It'll give her something to do and she really enjoys being busy. More work means less time to think on things that depress her.

The downside is it means less time thinking on things she probably should be spending time on and coming to terms with]

On that note, I'm in need of an assistant for the gallery since... Well, since Ritsuka went home. [A fleeting, pained look, before the smile is back] I'm not asking for much; someone who's good at research, organized, dependable, willing to learn--that sort of thing. An interest in photography is a plus, but not really necessary.

A day guard and a night guard would also be helpful... [Maybe she should just run an ad in a newspaper.

Rei pauses to think a moment] Ah, I think that's all I need to say. [Another pause. She feels like she should say something inspirational here, something to motivate people or help cheer them up, but she can't think of anything]

On a more somber note, I'm available if anyone needs someone to talk to. I'm not a professional or anything, but talking... It helps, sometimes. I might not be able to do much, but I'm good at listening.

[A sad smile and she turns the communicator off]

threefourtime

[There is something...off about Waltz. His eyes a bit too wide, a bit too wild compared to how he normally is. He'd set the communicator down, angled so he was framed perfectly in the middle. He gestures with a flourish.]

Death City! I don't believe I've formally introduced myself. [He tips his head with a quiet laugh.] I am Count Waltz of Forte...but I'm sure none of you have heard of it, have you? I suppose then, I should describe it to you. Forte was a beautiful country with strong mountains, lush hills and a beautiful shore line. The cities were clean of filth and the forests teeming with life.

[He giggled, and the sound rang with the same harmonics as his last laugh. Young. Cheerful. Malicious.]

Of course. That was in the past. I imagine Forte, and the beautiful snow covered country of Baroque are now nothing more than ash and flames and smokes. A world ripped apart at the seams and left to fall apart as everyone watched and could do nothing.

Everything ends eventually, you know. Mountains erode, meadows die, forests burn, and cities fall. [Another sweeping gesture.] Love, anger, hate and joy. Everything ends and nothing is left behind.

Why are you even trying to escape it? No matter how fast you run or how hard you fight, in the end nothing of you will be left. Nothing. [He laughed, long and hard though it almost sounded like a sob.

...but that can't be it. In the next moment he's running a finger over the communicator's edge almost lovingly, but his smile has regained that sharp edge.]

Better for it to end now before you put all that effort in only to be disappointed, wouldn't you agree?

sayatakagi

[the communicator only turns on because Saya is clutching to it like her life depended on it. She is at a corner of her room, sitting with her knees pulled to her chest and her arms wrapped around them with the communicator on her hands. Time to time, she flinches as if she just heard something, but she keeps muttering]

Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it. [a louder gasp and finally she starts crying] I don’t want to do this anymore. It’s enough. I can’t do it again. I can’t…

[her eyes set on the door, pretty terrified, and after a long silence with a lot of sniffing (it’s not silence to her, I assure you) she cleans her tears and her muttering changes to something else] I have to move.

[he body refuses to respond] Move. [she tries again] Goddamnit, move!! If you aren't even able to maintain your composure, do you really think you can face death itself? You will die from all the frights you didn't dare to face! Your own frights! You will be eaten! You will be killed! You will be turned into one of them!

Fucking MOVE!

[except she still doesn’t.]

this_is_keron

[Have what appears to be a red frog looking out at you from the communicator with his arms crossed and speaking with a no-nonsense tone of voice.]

How many people here had actual combat experience before being brought here? And how many of you have been in a warzone before?

[Assessing the capabilities of your allies is important! Though how seriously will you take a talking red frog, anyway?]

bellcaptain

I've been wondering something for awhile now...

Is it normal where you're from for girls to act however they want? Not that there's anything wrong with it! Only, back home they're usually expected to stay home and take care of babies and the only time I've seen a girl allowed to fight was during a barking revolution in an entirely different country so it's a wee bit strange to me.

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Entries tagged with isaac clarke

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