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| Ahhh, at last. I'm back to my old self again.
*he chuckles--his usual violet eyeshadow and white lipstick are missing, no thanks to Dhaos, but it's definitely Ghirahim again.*
Now that all the excitement is over, I can get back to what I do best. Although...I must say, the humiliation of being in such a delicate body for an entire week has left me a bit... frustrated, to say the least.
I don't suppose anyone would want to assist in the venting of that frustration...
I promise I won't do something so drastic as murder.
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| [Though the broadcast comes from the princess's SFC, it's Guy's body and voice that shows up on the video. Zelda hasn't let the curse deter her from doing her usual patrols longer than a day, and now she's wishing she didn't wait even that long.]
Hello, Vatheon. I have some grave news. When I was on patrol, I discovered another body that was in the same condition as Jacob's - clean incisions, it appears to have been dumped here. I believe it might have been here for a couple of days now. In the chaos of the curse, we must have missed it...
[Behind her is the small, lifeless body of Bianca. She refuses to look at it or say who it is.]
If someone could come and inspect the crime scene, I would appreciate it. I have not moved anything. We must catch the monster who would do something like this. - Tags:!curse: 33 - body swap, akihiko sanada, frank archer, guy cecil, kohaku hearts, libertà, link (ocarina of time), serph, tatsumi seiichirou, tsuzuki asato, zelda (ocarina of time)
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| ( action cut )Some time later... [When the feed turns on, one very annoyed looking pretty boy vampire can be seen scowling at the SFC. It’s a usual departure from “Johnny’s” usual cheery demeanor. But what “he” has to say next will likely explain why.]This is a curse, isn’t it? [“He” sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. There’s a grimace when a particularly awful sound emanates from somewhere in the background. To the trained ear, it’s the sound of someone butchering the notes on an ocarina. “Johnny” continues to ignore it, for now.]Whatever is going on, let’s get something straight: I am not Johnny Rayflo. I’m Rinoa Heartilly, or I’m supposed to be, anyway. Since I’m in Johnny’s body, I’m assuming he’s in mine. Johnny, if you hear this, contact me ASAP. I think we have a few things to discuss. [More horrible noises in the background. Finally unable to take it any longer, Rinoa turns around and beckons to someone to cut it out. She moves the SFC camera so it points at the musically challenged one. Some may recognize the body as belonging Sola.]Oh, and that’s not Sola. That’s Chibiterasu. So Sola, if you can hear this, too…. Uh, I guess try to contact us, if you can? [She imagines the paws will make it difficult.] Or get over here, if it’s easier. I’m sure Chibi can help you out or at least give you pointers. Anyway, right. Curses last a week…ish? That’s not too bad, right? It’s not permanent, anyway. And since I’m guessing this is happening to a lot of people, including my friends, if you guys wouldn’t mind telling me whose body you’re in for the week, that would help. Chibi would probably appreciate it, too, right? [She looks over at him for confirmation.]Arf! [Yes ladies and gentlemen, he really did just bark.]Uh, Chibi, I’m pretty sure you could talk, being in Sola’s body and all... But anyway, um, good luck everyone? [She has no idea what else to say. This was going to be an awful week for pretty much everyone.]
((ooc: Rinoa-as-Johnny's replies will come from sparkly_one and Chibi-as-Sola's replies will come from shadestuck)) |
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| [When the feed begins it's nothing but a white blur, then a soggy black blur which eventually pans out into a nose, and then a cute white face with red markings, barking ecstatically, punctuated with whines. His ears droop unhappily and he keeps pawing at the SFC as if something other than it jumping and rocking a bit with the paps is supposed to happen. Eventually, he seems to get fed up and with an irritated huff he gathers the SFC in his tiny teeth and trots off towards civilization, picture swinging wildly.
Not having thumbs sucks.]((ooc: All replies from Sola-in-Chibiterasu's-body will come from the account solaterasu. Have fun!)) |
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| [Roxas appears on the screen, looking unsure of himself for a moment before taking a breath.]
Um... I wanted to apologize to a couple people for last week. I said some stupid things and- it was probably really frustrating.
I've been thinking about having some things of my own, and... I think the last day of summer would be good for a birthday. It still seems weird to just pick, but- I guess I've gotta turn 16 sometime.
[He pauses, looking like he has something else he wants to say, but his cheeks pink a bit and he just turns off the feed.] |
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| [ The video starts with Rand sitting with a flute of some sort, sitting in the first floor of that big old inn they built toward the edge of the main bubble. He's playing the melody of something, although...
He has one hand folded behind his back. Yeah. Those keys appear to be moving on their own. Have fun with the obvious use of magic. After the end of that, he rests it across his knee. ] So I have a slight problem with playing anything else. [ A casual wave of his left stump, before placing it on his lap again. ] So is there anything that only needs one hand? I remember someone asking if there was regeneration magics, and I'm not going to look for that, but a replacement would be interesting. I think Lews may know how to draw up something for that, but I'm willing to look into other worlds ideas for it too. [ Never mind that there is no Lews in the resident listing, at all. He thinks that talking about Lews as someone else may make it seem less awkward that he remembers things from 3000 years ago. ] |
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| [Hayner decided it was perfect to go swimming especially since people were no longer acting major odd. That was when he had discovered the man, the boats, and the sand dollars. After their conversation he decided to go along with it. A boat ride could be awesome!
The first sand dollar he came across surprised him as he picked it up. He promptly dropped it and his SFC, turning it on.]
Hot! Ouch. [He let out a hiss as he shook his hand. His eyes connected with the SFC and he realized the light was on. Picking it up as he walked closer to the water.]
Did you guys see? There is some guy with boats up here. He’ll let you take it out if you give him a sand dollar. There are some major issues with that. They are –
[BOOM!
That sure was an explosion. The feed is abruptly cut off.]
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| [This place was bizarre, at best. Ultimately, he could work with his surroundings, but when it started messing with him (like forcing him into a coma for no reason) that made him worry.
When he first woke up, he spent a good 5 minutes panicking and then another 15 checking himself over before he remembered that people had made posts about 'waking up.' This must have been what they were referring to.
It didn't ease his mind at all. How dare this place rule over him?]
[When he addressed the network, however, his voice was as calm, collected, and smooth, as ever.]
I believe many of you have experienced something akin to a 'coma' while in this place.
I am curious to know: exactly how often does this occur and have there been any noted warning signs or lingering symptoms afterwards?
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| [Know what moment when pretty much everything is going just as expected? In fact, everything’s going almost better than you expected it to. Sure, the first world turned out to be a bust, and the second world turned out to be even worse. But you know what they say, the third time’s a charm.
And luckily for him, this time it seems to actually have come true. The city was rather clean and quiet, a seemingly perfect world for them to spend some down time in. Maybe gather some supplies before moving on again.
Except for the fact that he was pretty sure the other's had been with him when they had left the last world. He was also pretty sure that he hadn't had the communication device when they had left either.
He was also pretty sure Mokona's aim had gotten at least a bit better and there really wasn't much of a reason for him to have landed in the middle of a fountain, the water still rushing over his head as he finally managed to turn the device on.]
This is a really weird place to drop us. [One hand goes up, pushing his sopping wet hair out of his eyes. The communicator comes to rest of the edge of the fountain as he wades across the hallow water, splashing around quite loudly as he lifts himself out of it.
The feed blurs for a moment and when it finally clears, it shows a set of rather big brown eyes staring intently into it.]
Fai? Kurogane? If either of you can hear this, please tell me where you are. We must have gotten separated when Mokona transported us. [He glanced upwards, those same brown eyes taking in his surroundings quickly before looking back into the camera.] Mokona? If you’re near by, please come find me. We need to figure out which world we're in this time so we can figure out what to do next.
[And if they were going to be here for any length of time, they were going to have to find shelter and a way to make money, since he was pretty sure what they had wasn't going to be of use to them.]
And if anyone else can hear this, I’m terribly sorry for disturbing you. I’m afraid I’ve been separated from my friends. If you know or have heard of anyone by those names, mine is Syaoran, and I need to find them as soon as possible. Any information you could give me would be appreciated. I’ll even find a way to repay you. Definitely.
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| I would like to apologize to everyone I encountered yesterday. Such behavior was incredibly inappropriate, and it will not happen again.
[It will not happen again because Zelda has barricaded herself in her room. Not literally, but she does have the curtains drawn shut tightly for once. Just leave her to die in the dark in peace, please.] |
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