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destinysburden.livejournal.com

[ Camera flickers on as a hand pulls away from it, the recorder filming as the ex-SOLDIER retreats from where he was asking someone manning a stand where he was. He had done a quick look over what he had on his person when he first arrived but it seemed that people were 'used' to people who didn't have a clue why they were there. As he almost walks away completely it's picked up by the person he was talking to before handed back to him. ]

You might need this. [ He looks down at the sky phone, brow arching a bit before giving her a nod. ] Thanks. [ He guesses before looking down at the sky phone and inspecting it briefly. He's sure it was on, for the most part or that's one of the moogles said when it had gone over it a little while ago before glancing around the public area he found himself in before moving away from being just repeatedly bumped into. ] I guess this happens a lot. Does anyone know what's going on here? [ Or if there's anyone he knows anywhere around there. ]

waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com

[Raine's struggling to juggle the phone and an unhappy baby at the same time. She looks pretty worn and tired, and little Brooke is gnawing on her fingers with miserable whines. Mom's at wits' end and finally resorts to checking on the network for advice. This is new territory for her and she's at a loss what to do.]

I think she's teething, but nothing I've tried seems to be helping.

[After another soft whimper from the little one, Raine pulls her closer and rubs her back. Teething woes aren't really all that's eating at her. It's the looming prospect of her husband going off on another volunteering to help job. The last time he took on one of these away from home, he didn't make it back.]

How long will that trip with the chocobos take, do you think?

tidesnpcs.livejournal.com

Greetings, citizens and friends of Gaia.

Good news! We have located the Chaos Shrine, Garland's hiding spot. Turns out that it was hidden right under our noses all along! It's in the middle of the Aerbs Mountains. I've sent airships to scout out the area, but unfortunately the area is so densely forested that it's impossible to land. The Shrine is well-hidden.

But it is accessible. Over the past few months, a few people have spotted Garland riding a flying gold chocobo and now we know why: chocobos are the only means by which the Chaos Shrine can be accessed. So we can't exactly send in an army... Gold chocobos are rare. But we can send a small group of the very best warriors, and that's exactly what I intend to do.

If you can ride a flying chocobo and wield a weapon strong enough to defeat Garland, I want to hear from you! I want a party assembled and ready by the 25th of this month. Chocobo training can be provided. Let's give it our very best shot.

- Cid Fabool IX, Regent of Lindblum

[ooc: This is the IC sign-up post for fighting Garland. For OOC plotting and more information, go here.]

futurefab.livejournal.com

[Lilisette has her phone propped against something, and she's looking at a very, very long list of the friends and family of Cecil Harvey. There are a lot of names she knows, and a whole bunch of names she doesn't. Either way, she hopes she got everyone into the filter. But honestly there are so many names it's almost not even worth it to filter it.

All the same, if you know King Cecil Harvey, resident dad and shipperdin, you are on this list--courtesy of Queen Rosa--and this call is for you.]

Hello everyone!

I realize that there are many people who don't know me; my name is Lilisette, and I'm still relatively new to Gaia. Still, when I heard that King Cecil's birthday is on the 30th, I called Queen Rosa immediately, and we planned to have a surprise party here in Troia. We really wished to throw him a large party, to take everyone's mind off of the gravity of the situation that surrounds us.

So, consider this your invitation! Queen Rosa is very much looking forward to your attendance, and I'll be there with some entertainment. Also, this is supposed to be a surprise, so please don't mention it to him. I'm doing this so he won't see it on Queen Rosa's phone.

Remember! The thirtieth, at five in the evening. If you can, let me know here that you're coming. That way we're certain there's enough food for everyone. Otherwise, I hope to see you all there.

[She offers her most winning smile and then ends the feed. If no one comes it'll be her fault and she'll cry. SO YOU ALL BETTER COME! And for Cecil, too.]

Current Mood: hopeful

frogsbest.livejournal.com

[There is a commotion in the fields this morning, the usual quiet forgone. The sheep are frantic and running amok: the camera is shimmying its way through the grass, avoiding running into fleeing sheep at it goes.

The camera eventually comes to a stop as the grass gets shorter, before pinpointing its way onto the source of the commotion.

A possible familiar sight of a Qu is running around after the sheep in question, lunging forward and narrowly missing them. Rinse, repeat. After a few more attempts, the Qu flops onto the floor and... appears to start sampling the grass.

The camera finishes its approach, and seemingly talks.] You're causing such a ruckus, kupo! All the sheep are scared!

M-Maybe we should be scared too, kupo...

W-We have to do our job, kupo! It's a new Sky Person. We have to help a-all people from other worlds, even if they... may eat us...

I no from other world. [The Qu, who was seemingly lost in munching on the grass to offer, turns to look at the two moogles. There's a quiet 'meep' from them if you listen closely.] Moogles, you taste grass? Grass taste strange. Remind me of fish. Wonder if fish are here... sheep no easy to catch...

W-We... haven't, kupo. W-Well, if you're not from another world, then... we're here to give you this!

[The phone is thrust in Quina's general direction, and the video turns momentarily black as Quina turns it over in his/her hands.]

... light flashing, there. Is on?

Yes, kupo! It's recording!

... look like food. You give me food, moogles? I thank! Not try this before! Maybe I lick?

[And this, mooglenet, is the camera being licked by Quina's long tongue.

The feed ends there, with the sound of one of the moogle's fleeing in terror and the other protesting very loudly about the abuse to the phone.]

Current Location: Fields of Fum

blue-desperado.livejournal.com

[Laguna is currently unloading bags of groceries in the Loires' spacious kitchen, whistling to himself as he does so. Informing Raine about his plans to have the moon family over for dinner may or may not have slipped his mind, but at the very least, he took care of all the shopping for it. He looks over his shoulder for any sign of his wife as he continues to stock the fridge.]

Honey? Do we still have nice dishes for company, or did they get left behind in the move?

blue-desperado.livejournal.com

Hey, you two! I know we're all a bit busy with this world-saving project and all, but you should come over for dinner sometime in the near future! Maybe between our various trips to the four corners of Gaia.

It's not as fancy as what you're used to, but Raine is the best cook around and we'd love to spend more time with the two of you! Bring the whole family if you like! Cecil, I know your brother just turned up recently -- feel free to invite him, too! Looking forward to hearing back from the both of you, and thanks again for helping to keep me from becoming dinosaur food back in Lunatic Pandora.

Think of this dinner as a welcome back party, Cecil!

trinitycrusades.livejournal.com

[Grey, deadened wasteland, as far as the eye can see. The camera shows the midst of a huge battlefield, littered with long-dead bodies and fallen war machines. In the distance there are ruins of a whole city: derelict skeletons of buildings that have all been long abandoned and fallen into disrepair. In the midst of it all is a lone paladin, taking in the devastation around him as the camera grows closer.]

Here's your Sky Phone, kupo! Need help with how to use it?

[Cecil catches sight of the speaker and reaches to take the phone from the little creature. He shakes his head.]

That won't be necessary, thank you. You're free to leave. This is no place for a...

--Moogle, kupo! Thanks, mister. This place gives me the creeps...

[The camera jerks as Cecil picks up the phone and it moves to his height, then it re-focuses on his face as he tries to remember the phone's functions. While his unnerving surroundings certainly concern him, there are two people he needs to find as soon as possible.]

I'm looking for my family. Their names are Ceodore and Rosa. I'd be grateful if anyone could tell me their whereabouts, and if they're safe.

pastglories.livejournal.com

[Jecht's general cheeriness isn't present: not today. Today he's all business, all seriousness, as he sits, Sky Phone placed on the floor and looking up at him, somewhat reminiscent of the spheres he left behind on Spira for his son.

A rehearsed conversation, then? You'd be guessing right. He's set up the appropriate filters - to all the Warriors of Cosmos he already knew, and to those he's remembered - Lightning, Kain, Laguna, Tifa, Vaan (though he doesn't register as being on Gaia), and... Yuna - and those of Chaos he's made peace with from the thirteenth cycle, namely, Golbez and Gabranth. Even though the feed has started, Jecht still doesn't say a word, fidgeting, instead. After a minute or so, he finally does speak.]

I've been thinkin' of all the ways to put this. Yer'd... think I'd have figured out what exactly to say with all the time, but, no... not got there yet.

... guess I'll give yer'all the simple version.

The God's war. [A pause.] Y'all know I was on Chaos. But there were bits and pieces that I remembered. Stuff that didn't fit in with the rest. Eventually I got to figurin' a couple of things...

There was another cycle. And that cycle, I was with Cosmos. One of 'er warriors.

[Another pause.] ... everythin' else? Huh. No idea. But it's been comin' back, and now it's all up here. [He indicates his head with a hand.] Who was there, who was fightin'... how I changed to being one of Chaos' pawns.

The Emperor, an' Chaos. [The name earns a scoff.

As to how it lead to that, though, he doesn't say. Jecht tries a few times to say that part, but... comes up with nothing. And... even though this is another of those times that it's terrible to inarticulate about feelings for, on this occasion, he won't say it. He's proud to have saved his son. Proud of what his son achieved. Proud of Yuna, too. Even though that's how he does feel, he says nothing. There's something he needs to know, first.]

Kid? We need to talk. Now.

[And, the feed ends.]

tidesnpcs.livejournal.com

Greetings, citizens and friends of Gaia.

I have news for you all regarding our quest to find and defeat Garland. I also have a request to make.

We have learned that Garland may be found in a place called the Chaos Shrine. But to locate it requires the use of four elemental crystals, which I have now obtained. These crystals must be placed in the elemental shrines: Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind. However, the shrines are guarded by fearsome monsters.

I wish to put together four teams who will each take a crystal and place them in their respective shrines. All transport will be provided, and my finest Lindblum guards will escort you to the entrance. If you volunteer, bear in mind that you will be facing a tough battle - one that you must win. We can't afford to lose the crystals.

These teams will be sent out a week from now, on 11th June. Send me a message here if you want to go! We need all the help we can get.

But that's not all. After the crystals have been placed, a party must journey to the Ronka Ruins, where I'm told that there is a device which can be activated to show the way to the Chaos Shrine. That is our goal: to find the Chaos Shrine. Again, I must warn you that this will be a dangerous and difficult mission. I want to send out a party as soon as possible after the shrines have been beaten. Tell me if you wish to go!

After that, we'll reconvene and consider how to defeat Garland. I have no doubt: it can be done. To everyone who volunteers and all those who have ever helped to protect Gaia in even the smallest of ways, you have my gratitude. Soon we'll see our hard work rewarded.

- Cid Fabool IX, Regent of Lindblum

[ooc: This is the IC sign-up post for taking the shrines and visiting the Ronka Ruins. For OOC plotting and more information, go here.]

Current Location: Lindblum

gtfomyhighwind.livejournal.com

[The video opens with a certain pilot sleeping away, leaned up against a water fountain with rather colorful display behind. Oh, and a few moogles hovering around him in an almost vain attempt to awake him from a previously drunken stupor.]

He's not waking up, kupo... [One covers its mouth in worry.]

[Another shakes its head.] And he smells like a bar!

[One final other, with little paws on it's hips, sighs;] Try waking him up again, kupo!

[Cid's cheek gets poked and he flinches with a little grumble, swatting a hand at nothing.] Nngh... goddamn... bugs...

.... Again, kupo. [The pilot then gets his hair sharply tugged and he snaps to alert, that idly swatting hand suddenly moving with reason; sending a moogle to fly off-screen and hit the ground with a small noise.]

H-holy shi—you alright? [He moves to sit up more, wavering and leaning over to the floating again creature.]

Just fine, kupo! [Then, the three moogles all start to fly off, the one that was hit pointing to the screen.] This is your new phone!

[The voices start to fade off.] Welcome to Gaia! Take care!

Goodbye, kupo~!

.... "Welcome ta Gaia"? ... No shit. Where the hell else would I be? [Cid flops back down to light a cigarette, looking around suspiciously. ] Though I dunno where the hell this place is, [He starts getting up, taking a long drag and reaching for his new phone.] Pretty sure I was home in bed when I passed out. [Came the sigh and puff of smoke as he closed his phone, the transmission ending.]

Current Location: Treno

blue-desperado.livejournal.com

[Neither Raine nor Laguna are particularly inclined to sleep in very often, but no matter how much of an early riser you are, small children always seem to beat you out, like they have a sixth sense for it and want the chance to pounce you beneath the covers before you can wake yourself. Laguna finds himself treated to one such occasion, opening one eye to examine the weight pressing on his left arm and finding that Slai has crawled into bed between the two of them. He carefully rolls over onto his side to allow her more room, not wanting to jostle Raine. She needs all the sleep she can get. He rubs the sleep from his eyes, putting a hand against Slai's shoulder.]

Hey there, sweetie. Bad dreams?

[She shakes her head.] I can't find Elle.

You what? [He checks the clock. Still early, much too early for Ellone to have gotten up of her own accord.] Maybe she just couldn't sleep. She might be downstairs. We can go find her together.

She's not anywhere. I looked all over the house an' looked out at the yard.

[Laguna frowned. He got the foreboding sense that this might be the start of another Wild Elle Chase.]

We'll find her. She can't be far.

for-cosmos.livejournal.com

[OOC: Sorry, guys! This is dated to earlier than this, sometime after the Matoya trip, because I was kind of fail about getting it up, obviously.]

[When the Warrior turns on his Sky Phone, he's frowning at it. Not angrily, just deep in thought. It's a moment before he shakes himself out of it and responds. Even with the awkwardness ~~and insults~~ at the beginning of the visit, what they spoke of there was of grave importance.]

As some of you know, in the wake of the Lunar Cry, Regent Cid requested that a group of us travel to visit Matoya, because of her knowledge of Garland and of the cycles. We spoke with her once more, and what she told us...

She said that we must create a new source of life, by merging our own lives with that of this world. That this is the only thing that will end the spell Garland put in place that draws us to this world. The method to do so is through the myrrh, and bringing it to the Iifa Tree. That will bind us to this world, and end the spell. Defeating Garland, it seems, is not the final step in ending the enchantments that draw us here. This will be the method through which not only this world, but all the worlds, are saved. However... even once this magic is defeated, we will not be returned to our own worlds. We cannot.

[He closes his eyes and takes a breath before continuing.]

It is possible for us to be returned. However, doing so will threaten the world itself- the act of returning could very well destroy all of the worlds.

[He almost goes to say something more, but then shakes his head.] That is all.

rebornaninsect.livejournal.com

[The video first comes on to show darkness- the Sky Phone is being covered completely by someone's hand. There's the muffled sound of a moogle-explanation in progress. The hand only moves after the moogle's explanation is finished, as the man moves to examine the device. It becomes clear enough why no one could see anything on the Sky Phone's screen- he's huge, especially when compared to the moogle, with white hair and a brown cloak and kilt. It should be familiar to some- as well as the expression of deep thought that goes with it.]

Then this device allows for communication with others.

[Even if they don't recognize him without his armor, that deep voice should be unmistakable to anyone who has heard it before.]

It does not matter. There are only two people I need to find. Is there a way that can be accomplished, Hummingway?

I'm a moogle, kupo! And... looks like it's too late for that.

...Tch. Fusoya, Cecil, if you are here... respond.

stfuporom.livejournal.com

Hey mister! Over here, kupo!

Yeah, yeah, I said in a minute! Don't you Hummingways have anything better to-

Moogle!

Moogle, what- oh man, Porom's going to-

Kupo! Watch out!

Huh?

[Palom turns just in time to see the Nanna in the field nearly bowl him over. It grazes him, but that makes him fall backwards into the grass. He looks angrily at the moogle.]

You could have warned me sooner!

waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com

[Raine's been suspicious for a few days. Laguna's been coming home with a rather unreal number of baked goods. And he's been hauled up scribbling away at something or other. It's the sweets that have her suspicions up. As for the writing, she thought he might just be trying his hand at journalism again. Oh well, more for her to edit. His grammar is atrocious.

So when she goes in to tidy up the room, she doesn't think a thing of picking up those papers and stacking them neatly. Until she sees what they are. Love letters... drafts of love letters. Love letters NOT addressed to her.

She stares at the pile, shaking with rage and hurt. It all makes sense now. He's got a girlfriend! A girlfriend who's baking things and here he was writing to her right under her nose in her own house!!]

How could he?!

futurefab.livejournal.com

[The back of Lilisette's head had only throbbed more as the white, puffball had started speaking to her. Its words went in one ear and out of the other as she idly listened, its speech familiar but not quite on par with her own world. Speaking of, the last thing she remembered was the tear-streaked face of her tag-team partner and the gaping vortex of Atomos's mouth as it loomed in the sky. Had she accomplished her task? Was she able to fulfill at least part of her promise to Lilith before she was spirited away to this mystery world?]

Hey! [When she looked up to demand answers from the creature, the space around her was empty. An illusion? As a flush of panic and frustration began to snake up her neck, the weight of the communication device registered in her palm, as well as the pamphlet wedged between that and her thumb. Lilisette presses her lips together and huffs. This must be some kind of joke.]

[Stepping back, she observed the vast town that was overlooked by a large castle. At the very least she had landed somewhere that held some semblance to her home, the city vaguely resembling San d'Oria, though it was not Elvaan that passed her in the streets. For once she missed the pompous, pious race that towered over her, but she made it a point to meet every wary gaze thrown her way with a light challenge in her eyes.]

Altana, I pray you've some purpose for this. [Lilisette sighed and rubbed the back of her neck as she grew bored of standing about, looking like a fish out of water. If she was given something that looked, under some stretch of the imagination, like a linkpearl, she supposed she should use it. At that point she had nothing else to lose.]

[Setting the device on a pallet of chopped wood, she furrowed her brows as she fidgeted with the buttons for a moment. After a few tries the light went green, and she stood back with a smile--pleased. Pressing the backs of her lightly curled fists into the small of her back she puffed out her chest a bit and stood back.]

I presume there are others in possession of this device, though I don't dare to hope that any of you are from Vana'diel. [What did she used to do when the met people, before she traveled to the past and became famous? It was awkward--her stomach was in knots. How unlike her.]

Well, if anyone is out there, I suppose you'll make yourselves known. [She turns to the side, the red ruffles that lined the light fabric of the dress she wore swaying in the wind along with her short, red hair and the blue feathers of her hair ornament.] I would also be grateful to know where I am, and where I might go.

[A beat of silence passes before she leans in close to the camera, the golden pendent on her lace choker catching the sunlight along with the star dangling from her earring. It's her mischievous grin, though, that seems most prominent.] Remember--it's rude to keep a lady waiting.

Current Location: Troia

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[Relm is in unusually high spirits. Especially considering that she just got dragged back to Figaro. She's supposedly not allowed to leave the castle right now but the moogle-dodging just makes everything more fun. She's supposed to be in lessons when she posts up a message, sat on the dusty steps of Figaro's marketplace.]

Eiko! Marlene! Vanille!

[She holds up a book triumphantly.]

This book! We have to read this book! It's the best book! I heard a girl say it was the most romantic thing in the world and she was wearing a really fancy dress so I think she knew what she was talking about.

And! And! Guess what I found on the market!

[This time she holds up several sheets of paper. It's fairly fancy paper, clearly handmade with scalloped edges and flowers printed in two corners.]

Lady at the stall? Said writing love letters on this paper was super duper good luck. Think she was just lying to sell it. Let's try it out anyway!

And! And! And! [A huge grin splits across her face.] Big news! Bear? Has been going to that one cafe in town. Every. Single. Day. Think it has anything to do with the pretty lady who works there?

[Later, Text, Public, Anonymous and from dat spare phone.]

Writer needed. For very, very, very good cause. Will pay in baked goods. Secrecy required.

crossofsaints.livejournal.com

[A blond young man with a scar across his face is leaning in towards the screen, fiddling with it before stepping back and gripping the handle of his gunblade tightly in one hand, with a... fishing rod?... in the other. The phone seems to be propped up on a rock, as he is seen stepping back and the camera captures the seen at a slightly slantwise angle.

He glances back at the screen ever so often, even as he is fighting off the swarm of monsters, many of them Gaylas, an irritant he seems to be well accustomed to. He slices with his sword while flailing with the rod, seemingly using it as a bludgeoning tool, and had you not seen it in the video feed, you would not believe it.

He glares at the camera, obviously somewhat aware of what had happened to cause such a mass outbreak of monsters.]

I don't know who the hell you managed to piss off this time, Ice Princess, but HYNE-DAMN IT, Leonhart! This! [He gestures widely at the swarm of monsters] is NOT MY BLOODY FAULT this time!

[Seemingly tired of the onslaught, and done with shouting at the video, Seifer tosses up his gunblade with a whirl, punches out as mass of flame that appears to be the spell Firaga, before neatly catching Hyperion on its return trip down and lunging forward into the fray of half-charred monsters.]

Current Location: Mysidia

waitedinwinhill.livejournal.com

[All the screen will show is a child's hand wrapped around the screen. She'd meant to just bring the phone to one of her foster parents when it rang but pushed a few extra buttons. Eventually she moves her hand enough to show who's the victims of the mishap. Raine and Laguna, who is holding a rather adorable piglet in his hands.]

Laguna, what is that? [Sternface forever.]

This guy? [Laughs.] Come on, Raine, you know what a pig looks like!

I know it's a pig. Why is it here? [Not winning points here honey.]

Because... he needed a home? [Hopeful smile.] He seemed so lonely, and I thought, you know... we've got the room, and he could hang out with Ward.

[Arms fold over her chest.] No. Take it back where you got it from. We have enough living creatures to take care of around here already. Starting with you.

But we have a farmhouse! Isn't having animals part of the fun? You won't have to do anything for him, I'll take care of him, like all the others. Wait -- what do you mean, starting with me? I'm not a creature!

We have enough mouths to feed around here without you bringing home a new animal every time I blink. [Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh... oh wait, child standing there with phone.] Slai, what is it honey? Did you need something?

But the goat eats garbage, it's economical-- hey, Slai. Is that my phone? ... hey, nevermind, what do you think about having a pet pig, huh?

The goat eats my garden! You promised you'd get it under control! And don't change the subject! We're not keeping the pig.

I built him a fence! It just... needs to be taller. I didn't realize he could jump that high...

[Slai finally interjects softly:] Can I keep the piggie?

Current Location: Fields of Fum

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