Entries tagged with ✝ kururu sumeragi [air gear]

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because the ship crash wasn't exciting enough [video]

[Lights on Cedric sitting in his room, twirling his wand in his hand. It's decorated in glittering yellow and black, flashing bright because a bored wizard needs to amuse himself somehow.]

That was a remarkably quick repair job on the housing building. I do wish I would've been allowed to help more, but I'm glad it's done. Having a space of my own is nice.

But is anyone else bothered by how...idle life is around here, for lack of a better term? Oh, sure, there's action sometimes, but I personally haven't seen any in ages. It feels as though I've been sitting on the sidelines of someone else's life, watching all the excitement pass me by. All my life, I thought I was going to be taming dragons or breaking dangerous spells or dueling other wizards when I grew up. Instead, the worst that's happened to me is that I was stuck as a unicorn for a week a while ago.

[He ruffles his hair awkwardly, still embarrassed by that memory.]

I need to be accomplishing something with my life, really making it count, and I'm just not getting there. So if you'd like to combine your abilities with magic to make a nice change to this place, or you have some exciting task that a wizard would be qualified to help with, please let me know? I have all day, except for the afternoons when I work at Saori's tea shop. It might not be the most exciting job, but it's nice to unwind sometimes.

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[The picture starts on a stack of quiet a few thin books. Closer inspection would reveal that they are apparently collections of piano music. Some music lover seems to have lucked out and found these for dirt cheap somewhere since they're next to useless in this place.

Right as people may begin questioning who is doing this, a kitten that's appeared on screen before walks up and starts curiously poking at the books with her nose. A hand reaches in to grab her as the tablet is seemingly placed against the books due to the odd angle it holds for a few moments.]

Hey, be careful with those!

[The voice, if recognizable, is oddly soft and gentle despite the chastising. Like he was hoping no one would hear that. Oops.

Finally the video sharply turns to show a very serious looking Elliot as Arietta squirms from his grasp onto his shoulder.]

Does anyone know who these people are?! Mozart, Beethoven, Chopin, Tchaikovsky... [He probably mispronounced a few of those.] There are dozens of these guys and I've never heard of any of them! Do all of them live in this place?!

[Elliot seems to think that finding out this information is incredibly important from the tone in his voice.]

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[ when Kururu comes on she's sitting on a couch, or more like fidgeting in place, surrounded by various metal parts some of which look like they used to belong to a wheelchair. ]

U, um... I'm sure someone has probably mentioned this before but - what do you suppose happens to people who...aren't here anymore?

I, I'm sure they just go back home and all is well, right? [ she laughs softly to herself and for a moment there's a rather sullen and worried look on her face. however, she quickly recovers and a bright look on her face overtakes everything. ]

I'm sorry if this is a really silly question, but I was only curious.

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Helloooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo? This is Neko, is someone listening? Wrong number? HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-

[ Someone without much ability with technology is fumbling with the device, sounds of grunting and fuming clear as the video function goes on and off, as well as the voice one, briefly showing bits of white and way too much skin at times.

It suddenly settles on a pair of mismatched eyes. An aquamarine and a green leaf one. ]

Is Shiro here? He had to go somewhere right? Because he said it would be okay. And then he was here! I saw him!!! [ A pained frown crosses the small bit of visible face. ] I want to see Shiro! I want I want I want I waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaant!!

[ The camera pans out, showing the pouting girl down to her shoulders. Her bare shoulders. This doesn't seem to concern her much, if at all. ]

If Shiro isn't here then I don’t want to be here. I don’t! I want to go away.

[ A beat, and then the pained frown comes again. ]

I’m hungry…

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006 ☣ voice (backdated to yesterday)

I still don't get what the point of birthdays are. They're just another year gone by. They're just like any other day.

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I've noticed the trend towards asking our fellow transports philosophical questions on this network. While I can't say I particularly see the appeal, there is something about which I am curious of others' opinions.

Namely - how would you define a home?

If it's not something you'd wish to talk about, there's no point in answering; similarly, I don't mind answering, myself, for the curious - it's only polite when asking, after all.

( before anyone bothers with either of those points. homes aren't something he's thought about in years, really, fairly certain of the fact that he doesn't have one anymore; but after eight months or more in exsilium...he's starting to, a little bit. )

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002 | Video/Action for roommates

[ Hello there everyone! Hakuryuu's face pans into the feed with a small, yet delicate smile. ] Ah, I have a question...

[ He seems to hesitate at first, almost as if mildly distracted by something, but finally opens his mouth to speak: ]

I decided to experiment with some of the different types of fruits and food items I have found here since my arrival, but... [ He allows his voice to drift off, idly moving the camera from himself to the nearby table where he stood.

There, scattered neatly across to the very brim of the table was a large array of various types of food. The prince seems almost bashful by the display, yet finally turns his attention back to address the public. ] ... it seems I have made far too much.

So as for my question: would anyone like some of this? I believe it is a good idea to share what we have, when our circumstances give us so little. However, I understand that I cannot feed everyone, so if you were to give me some ingredients, I might be able to make a separate meal of your choosing.

[ There, with a small bow of his head, the boy continues. ] This is left for you to decide, but I would like to give anyone who is in need a home cooked meal their fill. Thank you.

[ One last glance over to the food before... click! ]

oo1; voice + video

Biggest country in world I know but Initiative don't seem to bother to bring anyone else but me. Too many goddamned Americans and Japanese. [ Says the heavy Russian accent. ] And aliens. And fucking elves. [ For all the emphasis he puts on that word, he doesn't sound angry. More of a 'fuck, what the hell, man?'

... Sorry, elves. He's targeting one elf in particular and he doesn't much care if there's more of them.

Sharp snort. Sound of a lighter snapping on, and the crackling of cigarettes. Then the camera switches on.

Have a pair of heavily tattooed hands, one of them curled around a white stick. Then he tips the tablet upwards until it shows his face, and Nikolai pulls off the sunglasses. ]

You lot ever get tired of talking on this thing? Bunch of stupid questions lately. [ He takes a drag of the cigarette, and blows it at the screen. ] You've all forgotten how to fuck, or something?

[ ooc; for any character with knowledge of Russian criminals, Nikolai's hands carry tattoos that basically says he's one of the worst ones out there. Yeah.

Also, content warnings for sexual assault for the thread with Steph (

controlledvariable). ]

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MONSTERS
VS
MEN

settle down settle down. this is your benevolent emperor gracing you with his almighty presence through text! please keep calm and hold onto your underwear until youve finished reading this message. there's enough sky king to go around!!!

now more importantly i have a question for the masses. most of you guys are from all kinds of places like places i aint even heard of with all sorts of different rules so theres something i need to know. what makes a monster? and what makes a normal person or being or whatever? just say men to make it simple here. dont muddle the damn question with semantics and shit.

basically yanno what would you say is good or evil?

also!!!!! who is the greatest hero you know of?

p.s. i know you want to answer me but restrain yourselves for the sake of the poll!!

[[ ooc: HOLY SHIT THE TAGGING SPEED ON MY PART HERE IS ATROCIOUS. THANK YOU FOR PUTTING UP WITH ME AND I WILL BACKTAG AS LONG AS YOU GUYS WILL. ♥♥ ]]

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episode 1: Klever Komedy

March 1st, 10.32pm.

( homora in their natural habitat. feel free to skip, you aren’t missing much. . . )

HOMRA was a bar I ran back where we came from. Noticed you guys were lackin’, so I figured I might as well start it up here. [ Izumo slips into a business-like smile here, as if trying to dispel any impressions that had been conjured as a result of his prior banters.] If ya respond to this, that’s one drink on the house that ya can redeem. So think about stoppin’ by in the near future, yeah? It’ll be worth your time, promise.

[ Clearly speaking to the camera now. ] There we have it, an offer made directly by the one and only HOMRA bartender himself! Don't let this valuable once-in-a-lifetime offer slip away! And so, the bar HOMRA and its coolest bartender, Izumo Kusanagi-san, both look forward to your patronage!

... Oi. [ The beast continues to be ignored. If you haven’t been neglecting all the red, then you’ve been reading this post very wrong. ]

Oh! King's food-- [ He’s interrupted by a sudden soft thud. It may not be too audible, but the operator clearly hears it. The camera feed swings with its operator, looking towards the apartment’s door. ] Ah, a visitor? Hold up, I’m coming!

[ And the feed follows its operator towards the door, which opens to the sight of a mess of a soft cherry pink hair spread out on the ground and a large metal black cross. Upon closer inspection the person can see that its actually a person. A person that is making a soft moaning noise. ]

This... Is this - [ It's a female voice and it trails off into a soft whisper, but her discomfort can be clearly heard. Though, before she says anything else, her movements stop. ]

Huh? [ A hand reaches out to the girl, seeking her pulse, and then there’s an urgent cry. ] Kusanagi-san!

[ Saying that he was in a bad mood would be an understatement, but he knows that tone of urgency in Totsuka’s voice well enough not to take it lightly. Getting up from his chair for the first time since the havoc that was their morning — he makes his way over to the scene, taking only a brief second to properly assess the situation. Not hesitating for even a moment, he ushers Totsuka to the side. ]

Oi, get outta th’ way.

[ The feed is then quickly cut off, the Red King’s food to be eternally forgotten about. ]

( ooc: this post is backdated! action available @ 604, replies will come separately from Izumo and Totsuka, but may be threadjacked by anyone. red is mikoto, orange is totsuka, yellow is izumo, pink is kururu. )