Aug. 16th, 2012

[voice]

Aug. 16th, 2012 01:02 am
threesixty: (♢ Determinator)
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[It had been three long weeks since Vert first arrived in Luceti. There was the typical confusion, anger, helplessness, and so on that many new feathers with world-saving abilities have, but she's mostly gotten over that. Mostly.

Still, there was something about Luceti that really bothered her.
Disturbed her, even. Something she tried very hard to ignore, but after a while, simply couldn't anymore.

So, in an effort to clear up this horrid image she had in her mind, Vert flipped open her journal and started a voice entry
.]


Hello, everyone. I have a question for you all, if you'd be so kind as to answer.

[ ... ]

Do all of you know what a video game is? More specifically, an MMO? It's okay if you don't know what that is, though. The former, less specific question is much more important.

I hope to hear your responses soon!

[... Sure, she was ending it just like she'd end one of her blog posts, but whatever. The journal seemed to be the same thing, anyway!! But please, Luceti, clear up her doubts! You can't all be from such terrible worlds that you don't even have terrible shovel-ware Lowee games with tacked-on motion controls, right?!]

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Player Name: Kyio
Are you new?: Nope
Character Name: Vert
Character Fandom: ... Hyperdimension Neptunia Mk2
fiddlerinthestreet: ([action] fiddle playing)
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[He hasn't been here very long. Not in comparison to Jilly and some of her friends. But every day without his fiddle has felt like a lifetime. Geordie can barely remember a day that's gone by where that fiddle of his hadn't accompanied him on a journey.

It's not being so far from Newford that matters. Not even being so far from his brother and his friends. It's the lack of a fiddle - his fiddle - that felt as if it would slowly drive him mad.

On Jilly's advice, he had taken to haunting the items shop. And today, of all days, it's finally paid off. It might not be his and the thing might be old and the strings not properly tuned, but it's still a fiddle.

For the rest of the day, you can find him by the fountain, playing the fiddle without a care in the world. Eventually, a tune can be heard through the journal.]


I'm taking requests, if anybody has any.



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Player Name: Jenny
Are you new?: N
Character Name: Geordie Riddell
Character Fandom: Newford Series
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Player Name: Darkfeather
Are you new?: N
Character Name: Simba
Character Fandom: The Lion King

[Simba had been around for about a week now, and things were very confusing. It was quite a culture shock for the young lion cub to see all these creatures he'd never even seen or heard from before. Especially the "humans" which looked like overgrown monkeys. It was enough to make his head spin.

But finally he managed to have some semblance of settling in. The cub had seen many people using these things they called journals to talk to each other. Someone told him to keep it close, but he had yet to even use it.

Now the cub had it on the ground just outside of town where he could mess with it and not be as embarrassed in case he messed up. Using a paw he flipped it open and stared at it. He batted at the pages as he heard voices coming from it, and tilted his head with a blink. Weird. His pawing managed to trigger the voice activation and he blinked, before leaning in close to the camera.]


Hello? ... Is anyone there?

[Video]

Aug. 16th, 2012 11:08 pm
fullofhotaer: (It's just the wind)
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Player Name: Jon
Are you new?: Nope.avi
Character Name: Rita Mordio
Character Fandom: Tales of Vesperia

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[Hello, villagers. Are you in a helpful mood? Or maybe you're just in for a show. On your video feed, you may notice a young girl playing with her journal. She's concentrating intently, flipping through every page, turning the book over, and anything else she can think of less than destroying it in the intent of investigation. She sighs quietly, muttering quietly to herself.]

"...There's not even a core anywhere. But it's getting some kind of energy..."

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