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| [ It's the first time Rue has really tried to handle the SFC and use it for communication. But right now it's for something important that can't be delayed, even if she's not on familiar terms with anyone else in Vatheon yet. She stares at the SFC for a few still moments, not knowing what to begin with. Her expression is worried, but then she forcefully hardens in when she realizes she's being recorded. ]
I need to know where my prince is.
[ Straight and to the point. She doesn't care about SFC etiquette or introducing herself or the like. Finding this person is taking top priority. ]
I suppose if you need a description, his height is rather average with a lean build. His hair is white, and eyes are amber. [ ... Oh god how to even describe his clothes. ] He was wearing a cape when I spoke with him last. His name is Prince Siegfried... though I suppose he may also respond to the name Mytho.
[ He hasn't come back to their apartment since that previous night... it was more than concerning. ]
I must know where he is. That is all.
[[ooc: dated to the evening of the 24th]]
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| [...Huh. Being back in this familiar place brings back lots of memories. Some are fond, some are...not.]
Well. I didn't expect to be back here again. Things look relatively peaceful in the bubble, but I wouldn't be surprised if things have changed.
[He looks a little amused.]
At least, the last thing I remember while I was here was that it was nearing the summer time...hm, about a year or two ago, according to the calendar on the SFC.
[Joshua shrugs.]
I'd honestly be surprised if anyone still remembers me, or if any of my old acquaintances are still here. So, I'd like to know what has changed, if you would be so kind? |
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| [A splinter and a crack, a bit of a splash. Yes, this particular feed isn't the cleanest to come about, and the recipient that appears none too long after doesn't look as hot, either. He's definately just woken up from... something, that's for sure, and isn't the slighest bit pleased about it.]
Ahh... where...?
[Another rustling noise, and the General realizes what he's holding... or he would have, under normal circumstances. Whatever it was, it was the most ridiculous-looking device he'd ever see--
It was on.
A moment of confusion, then his brow comes down. With no knowledge as to where he was, or how he'd gotten here, for it to be broadcast to an unknown public was simply, downright demeaning. Whatever was in charge, he would be sure to have a few choice words with them.]
Von all den elenden--!
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[The Lombax sighs, pinching the brim of his nose. An interesting situation, indeed.]
If there is any sentient life out there, speak now. I'm not in the mood for games. |
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| Ve, ve, I know everyone's upset about these chocolates from the clinic, so I've made something special today! So I made something Big Bro France taught me to make~ ( cut for image, pretend there's no text on it )Heart pastries! They're cream cheese and cherry~ I made a lot at RED Bread! Come by and get some! We're located in the plaza~ [ open to action (or even prose). Just pop into the bakery! ] |
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| So, there's something that I've been wondering for a while now! It seems like there's a lot of people who don't know what pokemon is! Well, I'm here to tell you that you don't have to fear any longer, Bianca is here to tell you all about them! [Ahem. Was she doing this right? Oh who knows, she's going to try her best anyway!]( Cut because tl;dr! )Hm...what else do you want to know? If there's any questions, feel free to ask! |
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| so... can't say th1s 1s really what 1 was expect1ng... but, 1 can't say 1 really know what's go1ng on.
1 read through that f1le but that doesn't really help much, you know... 1 don't know why anyone would want me here...
[He's not really sure why he's even saying this. Like Damara. Could Damara or anyone else even be there? Geez.]
but, anyways. name's ruf1oh... and 1f anyone could spare a towel, 1'd really aprec1ate 1t...
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| Kuroooooo!
[Rin's SFC is on in one hand, and in the other he has a paper bag with something in it. He's shaking it, making whatever is inside rattle, walking around the outside of the Villa as he does so. He ducks down in a few places, checking under bushes and other places that cats might generally hide.]
C'mon buddy, this ain't funny! Quit hidin'! Kuro!
[He straightens up, hand in his hair and a frustrated noise leaving him. He turns his SFC up as if he was going to turn it on, but seeing that the damn light is already blinking he just scowls more, takes a breath, and asks as calmly as he can:]
Anyone seen a two-tailed black and white cat lately? I'm used t' him wanderin' of and doing his own thing, but doesn't stay out more than a couple-a days at most...
[Of course the idea that Kuro could be gone is in the back of his mind, as it always is, but he's still worried and willing to at least ask first.]
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| [The SFC feed clicks on to reveal a boy with brown hair dressed in a white and gold tunic with a laurel crown on his head. The strangest thing about him are the wings on his back. He's looking around and quite confused. He obviously doesn't realize the SFC is on. For that matter, he doesn't seem to realize there's a SFC.] [He mutters to himself] Okay, I know the credits should be rolling now that I defeated Hades, so where am I? Lady Palutena? Viridi? Pitoo? Hades?! Wait, I fried you with a giant laser. I wouldn't want to talk to you anyway. [He finally sees the SFC on the ground and picks it up.] Um, is this thing on? Okay. Hey there. My name's Pit, servant of the Goddess of Light. Has anyone seen someone named Lady Palutena? She isn't answering my prayers. She has long green hair and matching green eyes. If you see her, tell her Pit's looking for her. |
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| [Good afternoon, Vatheon. Did you happen to catch a glimpse of a mysterious blur moving across rooftops? Perhaps even stopping for a few seconds, only to move on? That would've been Bro. He was out exploring, Cal slung across his shoulders like a backpack. With his speed, he finished his tour of the city in less than five minutes. Brochure aside, he just needed to know what he was dealing with. What sort of place he's in and what sort of people wander around here. The lack of feisty mermaids and singing seafood is a little disappointing. Still, he should count himself lucky he's able to walk around here at all, considering his last moments back 'home'.
Now that he's done scouting the area and more or less come to terms with the situation, he has no choice but to access the starfish network. If Dave is here... He needs to know.]
bro.
if you are here. plaza. now.
dont worry about cal. i got him.
[There's a sigh of frustration when he finishes writing. He feels like he's trying to send a text message with a Gameboy. The really old, bulky kind. This is going to take some getting used to.] |
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| [So here is a young girl with impossibly messy hair, completely covered in water and looking just like the newcomer she is. She's actually read the brochure, but she still has some questions, so she's decided to turn to this SFC-thing for help.]
...um. Hi?
[She sounds a bit unsure of herself as she speaks.]
So I read that brochure, and I think I got the gist of all of this. Mysterious city underwater, strange marks, can't just go home, yada yada yada. But does anyone have any real answers? I didn't really see an explanation for why we're here, or anything like that.
[After a short pause, she adds one more bit.]
And what's up with the whole 'it's like you went for a swim' thing? I definitely didn't go jump in a lake or anything. |
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| [Since he's been told that reading a good book would help him find his way in life....]
What is your favourite book? Have you read any books that changed your life? Or... how did you find your direction in life?
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