Jan. 24th, 2011

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Jan. 24th, 2011 12:08 am
[identity profile] championofwutai.livejournal.com
[While everyone else had been arriving in Midgar, Yuffie arrived somewhere else. Some of the older people from her world would recognize it as Gold Saucer. Specifically, Round Square.

The Gondola Ride sat unworking in the background, and Yuffie stood there, staring up at it. She mutters.]


That ride made me so sick...

[She shook her head.]

I wonder if that snowboarding game still works. Without Cloud here, I can totally trounce his score!
[identity profile] melodiesoflute.livejournal.com
[In what seems to be a garden filled with multi-hued flowers in the middle of a sprawling castle, is none other than the gentle bard. Seated upon a large stone, Edward smiles into the screen before turning the camera way from him. Now focused upon a nearby flowerbed featuring some of the bluest water lilies anyone ever seen, Edward speaks.]

During my childhood in Damcyan, my mother, the Queen, was quite fond of gardening. She dedicated this section of castle to her green thumb, much to my father aggravation. The King wasn't fond of seeing his queen toil about within mud and dirt, but he allowed my mother to enjoy her hobby nonetheless.

[Turning the skyphone away from the flowers, Edward comes into view again.]

I..I never once thought I would see Damcyan whole again. Much like my dearest friend, great hardships befell upon our homelands before we embarked on our journey to Gaia. To see Damcyan in its former glory again is...

[He paused.]

...Is simply stunning.
[identity profile] unlimitedcid.livejournal.com
[Screen flips on to a very familar workshop in Lindblum and a young blonde mechanic grinning at his workspace.]

I-It's been a while...

[Cid wipes the dust off as another person comes onto screen]

AHH! Cid! You're back!

[The young blonde nods]

Welcome back. You'll be happy to know that the trains are running to the specific locations you noted. We were unable to get into Luca.

[Rubs his temples] Right...the water...we're going to have to create a water bridge that's strong enough to hold the weight of the train. I'll make some plans before I head out

Y-You're leaving again?

[Cid nods] I need to take care of something that's pressing at the moment.

A-Ah! A new train was made and is out on route...we didn't know what to call her...

[Cid stops looking up for a moment, then grins and looks at the mechanic] Call her Rikku...

Rikku?

An omage to her...[Chuckles then shakes his head and looks serious] Alright! Let's get to work on that bridge!

[Cid looks at his phone seeing it's recording] EHHHH! [Blushes] I-I didn't...Heh...um...sorry you had to...um...[Cid scurries and clicks the phone off]

Expand[ Privatized Entry for Regent Cid ] )
[identity profile] whitecladprince.livejournal.com
[This must be some cruel joke the universe is playing on him, because the presidential office-- his office, the one he hadn't even gotten to step foot into as President of Shinra Company, is exactly as he remembers it from when his father was in charge.

He hasn't even been here a week.  The blond president  had gotten out of the Macalania woods thanks to Tseng, met with the Turks... Tried to understand and come to terms with what had happened. Apparently he could be returned to where he should be at any moment, so he this was just a temporary setback. He'd never had a problem with waiting only a little while if it meant he got what he wanted.

And now he was here. Being taunted by a strange world dangling the prize he had just achieved then lost once more in front of his face]

[The mognet clicks on.]


Turks, if you're wondering where I am, I'm in... [he gives a wry smile] my office.

I'd appreciate it if I was not bothered by anyone for a short while, unless it is important.

[With that, he turns the mognet off and paces carefully over to the large mahogany desk, reaching out to run his fingers across its smooth surface.]

[[ooc: Anyone in Midgar can feel free to barge in or call him.]]
[identity profile] praygenius.livejournal.com
-to safety! All of you, get to the prayer tower. Now!

[A few of the students linger behind for a second or so until they see just what they're supposed to be getting to safety from.

The screen's shaking a little and when she speaks to the phone Porom's voice isn't any more steady than her hands. Magic swirls around her, first taking the form of protect and shell and then forming two copies of herself as blink. The copies flank her at each side, moving like puppets. Ahead, all kinds of foul creatures flood into the gardens outside the hall of prayer]


The world has changed. Devil's Road has returned, for those whom those words mean anything to.

I can seal it off to keep the spirits inside. And I can... at least for now, I can fend off the ones who have already freed themselves to keep my students safe. But I am...not confident in my ability to do both at the same time and they will not stop until the road is sealed-

[She pauses for a second there, watching in something between horror and mild interest as a skeleton that moved ahead of the others gets a little too close and stabs through the chest of one of her copies - she knows the magic inside out by now, has memorized every single word that was ever written about the spells she uses, and yet even knowing that it's not her it's always so strange to watch herself die - and then quickly dispatching that same skeleton with Life before it can actually harm her. When she continues, she talks much more quickly. She's wasted enough time already.]

-I've seen the changes that have been made to the world. If anyone is willing to aid Mysidia, I will gladly share that knowledge and help to update maps.

The road now seems to connect to Troia. If it is unsealed there and you have none capable of sealing it I will gladly help once I am done here. Please be ready in case they attack there as well, your highn-

[And the second image of her vanishes when struck a second before the phone is knocked out of her hand. Message now at least out there, she doesn't waste time going to retrieve it and instead moves right on to white magic-ing dead things.]

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