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| [Some days this world is kind and fun and Fai feels like he never wants to leave. Other days..it's like this. Days that make the vampire want to run away from his own thoughts and feelings. Days like these are reminders that he isn't meant to feel comfortable or content or happy. He is a twin of misfortune. He has caused pain to many so it is only fair that he feels the same kind of pain. It takes a lot of effort to bring the video up to address the bubble.]
It seems I have inherited a tavern. I don't know if it is permanent or temporary..but I intend to keep a good eye on it. I've worked in it awhile and it isn't the first time I have run a business before but I don't think I really am good at it. But I am going to do my best to make sure this place does well.
[It is fairly obvious that he is currently standing in that tavern. He has found he doesn't have the energy to go back to the house. A house that is going to feel so large and empty. He slowly lowers himself onto a stool and looks around. He wishes he could have at least said goodbye to his fellow sparklepire. This is the second time he has witnessed him leave and he can only hope that perhaps it is just temporary, like last time.]
I'm afraid I don't know much about alcohol though..so if anyone would be willing to help me as far as bar tending, I would appreciate it. |
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| [A hand fumbles over the SFC, activating the video by accident. The communicator is lifted, the camera soon focusing on the bleary face of its owner as he tries to discern just what time it is. It’s Yukio, only something’s different... and it’s not just his missing glasses.
Accompanying the three moles he normally has, at least a dozen more have been added with what’s pretty obviously some sort of magic marker. A few of them have even been used to play connect-the-dots, forming a crooked little smiley face on one cheek. Topping it all off is some chickenscratch hiragana on his forehead that, for those familiar with the language, reads “moley four eyes”.
Yukio, oblivious to the recording camera and the new additions to his face, squints down at the device for a few moments before setting it aside, leaving it to record the ceiling of his bedroom while he grabs his glasses and slowly shuffles to the bathroom. Everything is quiet for about thirty seconds... until a short yelp of horror rips through the silence, followed by what might be the sound of one teenaged exorcist stumbling backward through a shower curtain before falling into an empty bathtub.
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NIISAN!
[Yep, best way to wake up from a coma.]
[ooc: Villa residents are free to action it up if they’d like~] |
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| [Some one's SFC got bumped when their hand was moving around looking for something on a desk in a bedroom. It turns on, and when the hand moves away it looks like it's Rin, focusing on something in front of him. Pen in one hand, some sort of snack in the other, he's mumbling to himself in between jotting things down.
He's trying to remember things he's forgotten thanks to what happened back home. Shiro has been giving him medicine to help with that, but it's still slow going. And awkward, given that there are still people that know him that he can't remember himself.
A few minutes in to the broadcast he doesn't know he's sending, he grumbles, drops the pen and scratches at his head with a groan.]
Damn it. C'mon, Okumura...
[This is frustrating as hell to him. He's recalling things, bit by bit, but he has no control over what comes back, when, and how much.
Sighing, he leans back in the chair, tilting two feet of it off the ground as he cranes his head back to stare at the ceiling, arms hanging loose at his sides.
And then, suddenly--]
... hey! Uwaah!
[He jerks his head up sharply, but as soon as he does the precarious balance of the chair he was in is compromised. His arms pinwheel, attempting to keep his chair from going backwards, but it doesn't work and he goes crashing to the ground noisily. The SFC rattles and goes flying off the desk, landing on the floor next to Rin who is left groaning, holding his already aching head with both hands.]
Owwwww...
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| ( no ic cut, cut for length )It seems I’ve forgotten my manners. I am the Earl of Phantomhive, Ciel Phantomhive. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Vatheon residents. Now, who might I direct my inquiries about the coral to? ((ooc: Red text belongs to Sebastian ( sullying) who will also be responding to replies and potentially thread-jacking. ALSO SORRY FOR SOME BROKEN ICONS, I went ahead and properly named all my icons. x: )) |
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| Good morning. To anyone I have not spoken with previously, my name is William T. Spears.
I am looking to speak with anyone familiar with a Mister Johann Faust. I have been informed that he has numerous acquaintances taking residence in The Villa. While I am mainly interested in speaking with those brought here from the same home world as he, anyone who has met Mister Faust here in Vatheon City and considers themselves to be on either good or bad terms with him is urged to come forward, as well.
My hope is to gain insight on his background and personality, as at the moment, my file on him is inexcusably blank.
Thank you, in advance, for your cooperation. |
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| [There is the faint sound of Meenah exhaling in preparation as she switches on the feed. Her people skills are...lacking, to say the least. But recently she's come to the conclusion that there is a small market in piercing people's bodies in return for wares and services. She hasn't got a shortage of bling! There's plenty in her modus and she's pinched quite a bit of it in her time here, she's also deadly accurate with her stabs and quite adept at piercing herself! She was born to body mod, if only Porrim were here to kelp. help. whatever.
Here goes nothing.]
Yo..
So, I guess a whole buncha you saw that I pierced Captor's face. Kinda saw people were interested in tradin' shit for it, so I was wondering if anyone'd wanna gimme somefin in return for given 'em body piercings. I'm pretty fucking good at it, as you can see.
[She points at her eyebrow piercing.] Did it myshellf.
So yeah, if anyone ever wanted one now is the time. I promise it makes you look fifty percent more badbass. [She grins for a moment before it falls from her face.] Oh- and before one of you asshoals ask. I ain't gonna use it as a chance to cull you. What the fuck would I gain from that?
If you got somefin you wanna trade, hit me up. |
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| [The image is actually focused on a multitude of robot puppies all wagging their tails in unison when the SFC clicks on--then the camera pans over to Jade, who smiles brightly at the screen.]
Hello, question!
[A pause as she twitches her ears, then laughs.]
Not the invasive "tell the truth, sucker, or I'll gut ya!" question, just a general interest gauge question! Now see, I created these robot puppies for the purpose of giving them to people that are defenseless to adopt--yes, these pups are equipped with weapons, but that is beside the point! What I am wondering is if anyone would be interested in adopting these pups I have right now, or possibly me making more robots. I do not want to pretend I'm a super awesome robot maker or anything, but I know my way around some tech!
That's all, thank you for listening! |
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| [Through luck, Shinjiro had managed to find out it was a certain someone's birthday. Birthdays have never really been important to him. He's been poor all of his life, living off of what the government and eventually part-time jobs provided him. He and his best friend would get cake when they were younger, but that was about it. The one time he tried to change that...well, he'd approached it the wrong way through thievery (and was promptly punished for doing so by his best friend).
Things are a little different here in Vatheon. He can help make her day special without digging into his pocket. But since money isn't an issue, choosing the right gift is.
Now he must reach out. Text was a good way not to get too social with a person, so he thought.]
what's a good birthday gift for a girl? |
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| [ The video clicks on accidentally as Sora's walking over to Riku's room in their apartment. He's holding the SFC in his hand and wasn't paying too much attention how he was holding it as he walked which was probably how it turned on. ]
Riku! Hey, Riku I need to ask you something!
[ He walked straight into the room not bothering to knock. It's a sign of how familiar Sora and Riku are with one another, and that the Keybearer has something he wants to do. Like everyone else under the bubble he's under the affects of the curse and he's wanting to tell something to his friend that he's been meaning to say for awhile. ]
Riku?
[ Except there's no one there. Sora pauses and the SFC clatters to the floor to give a worms eye view of Sora who's normally cheery expression has melted away. ]
No...not again...Riku.
[ Sora puts his hand over his heart somehow just knowing that his best friend is gone again from the bubble. It's the little things really. A light left on, something not quite where Riku would have left it had he been there. ]
Riku I...I wanted to tell you...
[ Sora looks down looking as if he's about to cry when he notices the SFC turned on. He reaches down to hurriedly pick it up and turn it off. ] |
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| 2hit, i'm glad the bubble'2 fixed. i mean, the i2land'2 0kay, but it'2 pretty b0ring, and i wa2 kinda getting t0 like my hive. i did find 0ne thing t0 liven thing2 up, th0ugh.
[The video function turns on, and Sollux' face fills the screen. Then he sticks out his tongue.
It's split down the middle, and in the centre of each side is a shiny stud. One is bright red, and the other bright blue. He shows off his new piercings for a moment, then the tongue disappears and he grins]
All this going on in my mouth, and my matesprit's in a coma, and my kismesis is probably too boring to do something about it. Laaaaaame. |
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