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[Valdis is smiling, her braided hair hangs over one shoulder and you can clearly see that she is in the Hotel.]

I was thinking...

[She says, looking thoughtful, her eyes glazing slightly.]

We might not originally be from Keeliai, but we live here now and are doing our best to make it our home.

[She fingers the wolf pendant hanging around her neck absently.]

I don't think that we should call ourselves 'Foreigners' anymore, it gives the wrong impression and it continues to separate us from our neighbors.

[Her eyes focus again and she smiles at the camera.]

I think we should change our name to 'Planeswalkers,' because we've walked the three planes of Life, Dreaming and Death. It would give us a place, I think, and it gives off a more...settled feeling. Like we're a family or something.

[She sighs]

What do you guys think?
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[Zatanna appears with a smile on her face and a...rabbit on her head.   No, not the same one that seems to have been going around from person to person.  This one was actually stuffed.  Cute in its own right, but very much nonliving.  Still, she didn't want to feel left out in the festivities.  Plus, she had her own reasons for donning it.  One that, believe it or not, involved neither tophats not magic tricks.]

Funny story.

I checked the calendar, and it looks like national all-you-can-eat day is coming up   [Translation: Thanksgiving.]  It's a great opportunity for me to flex my amazing cooking skills...but I'm almost starting to run out of ideas.  Want to keep things fresh each year, you know?

Anybody here got any favorite recipes that might offer a fun challenge?  I'm open.  I'll even cook meat.

[She won't eat it, of course, but she'll cook it.]
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[Erskine's on the network for the first time since before the fire. He's clearly on the console in the Hotel at the moment, looking tired as usual, although not quite as bad as before.]

Why don't skeletons fight each other?

[Why yes, this is the set up for a terrible joke.

Feel free to poke him in person if you're in the Hotel.]
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 [Today's network broadcast comes in the wake of recent discussions, combined with the recollection of those past.  An uncertainty finally overshadowed by curiosity.]

It has been suggested to me on multiple occasions, to consider the idea of amplifying my current maximum output through...magical means.

[Still hesitant to speak the 'm' word after all this time.  Not for a lack of belief, or any distain.  Magic would simply be an area she could never scientifically quantify, and thus, was left to the mercy of those who responded.]

I wish to learn more from who might possess knowledge in this area.  Or experience.  [Preferably experience.]
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[The screen flips on to show both Aqua and Xion. Aqua looks concerned and a bit grim about something, and is the first to speak.]

The Chihuelans have left Keeliai, haven’t they? We’ve been outside the city for the last few weeks - what happened?

[WHAT DID YOU GUYS BREAK GOD WE CAN’T TAKE LEAVE YOU ANYWHERE. It’s here that Xion, after a moment’s hesitation, pipes up.]

While we were out there, we ran into a patrol.. or I guess they ran into us. They seemed… really upset about something.

[Given the awkward pauses, it’s clear there’s probably a lot she’s not saying. Though with these two, chances are things likely didn’t end in violence or anything like that? One would hope at least.

Aqua speaks up again after this.]


They didn’t tell us what had happened. [And likewise, the two of them hadn’t pressed.] If someone - anyone - could fill us in on what happened while we were gone, please tell us.

[Perhaps it hadn’t been the best of ideas to leave while the Chihuelans were still present after all.

OOC note: both Aqua and Xion will respond to replies - if you want a specific KH lady in particular just note in the subject!]
hexualdysfunction: (Strut strut and TURN)
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[Now, what in the fresh hell is this? A new guy, more cheerful than appropriate? Maybe.

Wally speaks with the most affected accent: that of a teenager running a D&D campaign, feigning the voice of a wizard.

That's exactly what he's doing. He's trying to look more professional and wizardly than he really is.]


Good morning, my friends! This lovely day, I awoke to the sun reflecting off the shell of our gracious host, the great swimming turtle -

Which - ah. May or may not be dead. And it wasn't actually the shell, it was a building with particularly reflective windows. But you get the point: lovely, lovely day.

Who has plans today? I have a strong desire - a hankering, if you will - for adventure, and am in search of a party for just such a campaign. I seem to have missed all the excitement with the Chihuahuas - terribly disappointing, I love those little ratty beasts - but I'm sure something else will come along. Now, I find it best if my parties consist of one thief, one swordsman, one bard, and possibly a Paladin or a Monk of some sort. You know. Religious types to keep an eye on our immortal souls and summon the powers of the Otherworld for their righteous cause.

We also need a quest.

I do love questing.

[He has literally never been on a quest.]

I think I'll hold auditions. Please submit your name and work experience to Wallace Sheldon Everett, Wizard, by noon. I'd like to get a much earlier start than that, but I also understand people have other obligations.
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[personal profile] mortalheart
[It is night, the very earliest of hours in the new day, and Louis is sitting in a dully lit room. The color of the light is a dull blue, and his face is mostly in shadow. The darkness outside and the blue-teal light give his white skin -- what can be seen of it -- a very unhealthy hue. However, his voice is soft and curious in tone, and welcoming in its calmness]

One of my most favorite of memories of my home were the crawfish. Platters full of bright red crawfish, freshly caught, steaming and soon to be bathed in seasoned butter.

[Being in the Water district has brought these distant memories back and they make him smile slightly as he thinks on it. He couldn't now remember what crawfish tasted like but he remembered that he had enjoyed it.]

Do they have here what any of you recall fondly from your own homes? More surprising to me is not what all is different here, but how much is so similar, to what I once knew.
purered: Contemplating, Inner Turmoil, MANPAIN (Navel gazing)
[personal profile] purered
I have spoken with the Grand Justicar on the matter of removing the bodies. She has agreed to allow it. I will be contacting a mortician forthwith.

I speak now to all the foreigners here; Please do not act rashly. I understand your anger at the Justicar. It is justified. Risking your own lives and those of the people here, however, is not. The situation now is precarious at best.

We are guests in this city the same as the Justicar. I would hope we can show more consideration for Keeliai's denizens than her, however.
redlightgreenlight: (Don't mess with me)
[personal profile] redlightgreenlight
The Justicar believes believes that we are beneath her, that we are inferior. She believes that we will submit to her will and will make no move against her or her people. She is, in part, correct. As a whole we should not do anything that openly opposes her.

[Her voice is cold, even and completely devoid of emotion.]

However, I will not stand by while these invaders dishonor their dead. These executions on our soil are bad enough without this blatant disregard for the sanctity of the soul. Something must be done. I am certain that some of you will agree with me, just as I am certain that some of you will try to dissuade me.

[A deep breath]

I plan to give these people a proper burial, because no matter what they did while they were alive, they still deserve that.
craftlife: (What the what // chatvert)
[personal profile] craftlife
[It's late at night, and Deon looks somewhat distressed. Tired, and mildly disheveled, but mostly distressed.]

Please, I need some help. I was walking on the beach and I found a woman who washed ashore, and she had this in her back, [he says, raising a teardrop-shaped piece of lapis lazuli - quite literally - about the size of two fists.] I was trying to help her to safety, and then she...she disappeared in a puff of smoke, and this was all that was left.

Has this ever happened before?
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[personal profile] backwordscompatible
We did it!  He's still alive!  I felt--no, better than that, I heard him!

[She sounded tired, but only physically.  Just barely out of breath.  Still, even that couldn't contain the excitement to her tone as she barely waited until the radio had turned on before addressing the network.]

[Allowing a full second for that bombshell to properly sink in, she collected her thoughts and elaborated.]


The spell I was suggesting.  The one to see if there was something magical interfering?  It worked.  We got through, and I heard Asti's voice calling to me, begging for help.  It was faint...like it was coming from far away--no, lots of far aways.  [Wait, no, that didn't make sense, either.]  Like his voice was...I don't know...fractured?

Anyways, that wasn't all.  I also had another Vision.  It wasn't like the last one.  I'm not even sure anybody else but me saw it.  There were stones.  Black and White ones.  They were forming arches at this underwater crossroad...only some of them looked like they were brand new, while others looked close to falling apart.

I think Asti sent it to me.  But I don't know what it could mean.  Second, third, and any other opinions are welcome on this one.




((ooc: Because of the nature of the subject in particular, Threadjacking to allow for open discussions is not only cool with me, but I even encourage it!  Spread the word~))
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[By now, Ven's used to worldhopping, and after his last experience with the Star Shard, it's hardly a surprise to have crash landed in a brand new world. The sheer size of his new surroundings took him off guard, but it's kinda exciting to wind up somewhere so huge, so bustling, and so different.

Fortunately, he's adaptable, and he's picked up the basics of the console after that little crash course. Still, when the feed clicks on, he leans in for a moment, making sure the machine's recording. A few seconds later, he steps back and greets viewers with a bright smile and a wave.]


Whew! Okay, I think I got it working now, so if anyone's watching, I'm Ventus! But you can call me Ven.

[He chuckles. That came off a bit sillier than he intended. Ah well.]

This technology's something else! I mean, I've seen some pretty cool things in Deep Space, but it was all stuff like laser guns, low gravity chambers, escape pods... Nothing that'd let you talk to other people like this.

[At least, not that he knows of. Then again, he was kinda busy at the time.

But now he's getting carried away, so he sheepishly rubs his neck.]


Er, anyway, I've got an idea of what's going on now, and I wanna do whatever I can to help! But first, I've just got a quick question... Has anyone heard of the Unversed?
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