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[There is no picture with this network notice, only sound.]

[The sound of heavy marching. Mechanical whirs. Booms. Thuds.]

[Something is on the march.]

[And then a woman's laugh, starting low and gradually building to greater and greater volume, until at last she's laughing triumphantly, the sound the things nightmares are made of. When she speaks at last, her voice is accented strangely, and known to precious few on this planet.]

Fools! You have welkomed the koming of your end by your own hands! The dawn approaches, the sun sets on the power of this world, doom brought by one once skorned for what she kould not kontrol. Pathetic worms, krawling on the dirt while others who should be your masters are trampled out of fear and spite.

It ends today.

Today, it will be the beginning of a new era, one of power, and those who do not bow before me shall taste the konsekwences of such foolish aktions.

[And as if to punctuate her last statement, there is a sudden, very close, very massive explosion. The one that Lightning accidentally caused resembles a cherry bomb compared to this one in aural intensity. The shaking and the noise take a lot of time to die down completely, and she lets the device record the whole thing.]

Those who do not submit will be destroyed. Choose your aktions carefully.

[And the feed cuts out.]

((ooc: Takes place dawn of the morning after this, so no SeeDs or Loires will be able to respond. Also, Ulti will not be responding, but feel free to react, cross-tag, threadjack, WHATEVER!))

kursetheseeds.livejournal.com

[She does not do this very often, but this occasion seems to call for it. An actual call on the phone, as opposed to a text message, to the one recently responsible for the destruction in Lindblum. Something had been off about that, and the Sorceress wants to know what.]

for-every-task.livejournal.com

The destruction in Lindblum only proves how deadly the l'Cie can be. This girl must be stopped immediately before she can hurt anyone else.

This is the exact reason why I warned everyone, to prevent such actions from happening.

kursetheseeds.livejournal.com

[Text, Sorceress Filter, to Jihl]

I would like to ask you a few questions, if I may.

[Text, Sorceress Filter, to Kuja]

It seems you know something about the mystery that has brought us here. What would you need to divulge specifics on said information?

[...Phone Call, Sorceress Filter, to Seifer]

[After her texting, she's about to put the machine away, and then pauses. Yes, she could do this mentally, but she needed to conserve her strength now that she had two puppets on the string along with the one fully brought to heel. Besides, he was the only one she would do this for.]

[So, Seifer is getting a perfectly mundane phone call, from perhaps the last person in the world he expected.]

kursetheseeds.livejournal.com

[A strong but still feminine voice comes over the sky phone, in a message sent to the five individuals named in the colonel's post from roughly twenty minutes before. Enough time to monitor, and ponder, shifting plans around - and coming to the opinion that this was very, very good indeed. But she keeps her voice steady, calm. The accent is impossible to hide, though.]

My name is Kerina. You do not know me, but I am kompelled to give you this warning - a woman, who says she is a kolonel of a military division, has issued kautions against all of you for the krime of being what she kalls "l'Cie, enemies of Kokoon." She klaims you attempted to overthrow the government there, of which she is a part, and that you will likely do the same on this world as well.

Please, I do not know whether what she says is true or not, but there are those on this world who have stood akkused of things they were not guilty of, or only guilty of through cirkumstance. I am one such, and there is a ring of a similar story for yourselves in the one she tells. If what she says is true, are you really such frightening monsters?

(ooc: FFXIII spoilers abound, beware)

for-every-task.livejournal.com

Everyone, if I may have your attention.

[If Jihl had her glasses, she would adjust them here. For now, she'll settle for moving a few strands of hair from her face.]

Many of you do not know me, so allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lt. Commander Jihl Nabaat, Director of PSICOM, a branch of Cocoon's military.

Many of you have come to know a certain group of people from my world. They are known as Pulse l'Cie, and they are dangerous. They have been branded by what is known as a fal'Cie from Pulse, the dangerous world below Cocoon. You will know them by the brands they are marked with. They are considered dangerous enemies of not only Cocoon, but of this world as well. They will not hesitate until all is destroyed.

This is only a warning. So far, there are five from my world here that are capable of such. Four of them have already tried to take down the government that I serve. I only wish to warn those in charge here, and the rest of the inhabitants of Gaia of their destructive behavior.

Thank you.

[And she cuts the feed.]

(FFXIII Spoilers abound! Beware.)

bastard.livejournal.com

[The sky phone accidentally begins transmitting after it clatters to the frozen terrain just outside of Narshe. Although the video feed is nearly upside-down, it isn't hard to make out the form of three retreating Moogles as they flee the scene]

H-he's gone crazy, kupo! Run for your lives!

[A familiar blond wearing a long grey coat steps into frame shortly afterward, swiping a bladed weapon of some sort after the retreating rodents for good measure]

Is that all you've got? And here I was just getting started!

[Turning back toward the sky phone a few moments later, the figure in question seems to notice the device is recording as he moves over to retrieve it. After a jumbled moment when he actually picks up the familiar tech, the scarred face of Seifer Almasy is visible just before the feed is cut and the video comes to an abrupt end]

brewing-storm.livejournal.com

[The camera has been on for a good five minutes, and Squall, who has been sitting there with his back to it with his jacket off to get some of the weight off his shoulders, and for probably some time, slouched. It's sundown, the sun peaking out over the edge of railing of what definitely seems to be B-Garden's Deck. Steady, careful breathing.]

(It's a lot to take in, I guess... Maybe I shouldn't have completely walked out like that. But what do they expect me to do right now? Just accept it? There no other way, is there?)

[Looks like someone did a pretty stupid thing, huh? Like go and blow up in someone's face that he didn't need to. One lanky, muscular arm moves, to drop a glove into the floor beside him, thumbing the ring on that hand afterwards. The camera itself has been sitting in his jacket, apparently. There's a shot of some fur and fringes of leather folds about the phone, and a glimpse of the sky, though nothing more. Just the sunset slowly wilting over the world. Squall doesn't say anything, not at first. He'd been planning to, but had long since given up on it. Now he's just brooding.]

(But I can't just walk away from everything the way it is. I don't want their lives on my hands, or their hands, but they're looking for someone to take up the slack.)

...Hmph-- so this is how it's going to be? (Well, then I guess it is. Either way... right? Walking away-- that's worse than just taking up the responsibility. There's too many people relying on this... So...)

[A nod, to himself, even if he's not happy with it all right now. Squall's lost in his own world.] Yeah... guess that's how it is.

[And in the next few seconds-- Squall's reaching for his jacket, for the phone, forgetting it'd ever been on in the first place-- one track minded. He fiddles with it in his motions, in between shrugging his jacket and glove back on.]

[FILTERED AUDIO to the SeeDs + Rinoa]
This is Squall, reporting in. I'm going to need all the immediate pressing mission reports. There's work to do.
[//end filter]

[The following is a public audio announcement:]

[Pause, just for a second. No time for backing out now, Leonhart. If he's going to do this, he's going to do it officially.]

If I could have your attention. I'm aware that I had a short disappearance.

I'm reassuming command of SeeD. Quistis Trepe is relieved to her former position.

[Er... yeah. That's that, then! The feed cuts shortly after.]

kursetheseeds.livejournal.com

[Inside her house in Narshe, hiding away from visiting SeeDs - not very difficult, as she's simply avoiding leaving the house and not giving them cause to approach - Ultimecia is lying on her bed, arms crossed over her stomach as she puts herself into a light trance.]

[It's time to contact her knight.]

[Her breathing slows as she falls into the trance, then begins to reach down the link tying him to her, reaching for his mind. She announces her presence by a sharp stab to his mind, not enough to cause pain, and then waits for him to respond.]

herownhero.livejournal.com

[Dressed in her freshly pressed SeeD uniform, Quistis can be seen sitting at her desk in her dorm room, a somber expression on her face. There's a moment of silence before she finally speaks, her tone professional as she tries her best to appear confident.]

For those of you who were familiar with Commander Squall Leonhart, I regret to inform you that he has returned back to his home world. With his absence, I, Quistis Trepe, will be taking over the position of Commander of Garden and SeeD. Promoted to Second-in-Command will be SeeD Selphie Tilmitt.

All clients who currently hold active contracts with SeeD will not be affected by the change in leadership, and any future requests for assistance should be directed to my line.

Thank you for your time, and good day.

[She gives the camera a small nod, and the feed cuts.]

endofastory.livejournal.com

[ The camera is pointed at the top of the Iifa Tree. At the very top of the tree is a gold chocobo -- and riding the chocobo is a man in black armor. The camera is held at an odd angle; Auron has his sword drawn, just in case. ]

_{(( ooc: the man is Garland, everyone :O ))}

compressingtime.livejournal.com

A festival, how marvelous. It seems that my timing here has been impeccable, despite the less tan welcomed beginning.

Now, I request an audience with the Regent.

Current Mood: calm

compressingtime.livejournal.com

[ starts off with an annoyed hiss and some fumbling noises, then a screech followed by the shouts of 'fire!' in the background ]

Utterly disgusting. Trudging through a swamp could be prepared to wading through a sea of the mindless and stupid, but never have my feet been so soiled by something as mundane. It is befitting of the native inhabitants, however.

[ if any Qu were hanging about, they are definitely gone with the way her voice growled at the end of the sentence ]

Now, then...

[ voice becoming sickeningly sweet, but still powerful ]

Such surroundings are ill-suited for a woman of my status and prestige. I do not ask for assistance from any wretched souls out there who are also crying out for answers, but merely the date and name of the current President. Those who cooperate will be rewarded appropriately.

Current Mood: pissed off

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