life_is_megas_wonderful: (Inner focus nyoro)
[personal profile] life_is_megas_wonderful
*Tsuruya is, as always, cheerful to everybody, but there's a bit of a wistful edge to it as of late. She's been a little quieter too, less boisterous. Still, she's not a moper, and for the most part she keeps herself entertained.

She seems to have remembered her caligraphy lessons; here she is in front of some paper, an ink well and brush at hand. But she seems to be having a bit of writers block. At least, you think that's why she's staring off blankly into the distance. Maybe you can provide the cheerleader some cheerleading of your own.

Or ask if she knows how to write "penis" in calligraphy. You mature person you.*
washurhair: ([Serve] Wo yao bao bao)
[personal profile] washurhair
[action]

[Since her adventures into the forest, new memories of people she fought fluttered through her mind. The girl with the panda that she kissed, the herbalist twins Pink and Link, Mousse... wait, she wasn't supposed to miss her honorary punching bag at all. But she especially missed her family members, especially after a quiet and uneventful new years past.

Even if no one else celebrated, it didn't mean that she had to let the new year start with a whimper. No, she decided that if she really missed the home she currently remembered that much, she should make a piece of it here.

For the past week, Shampoo's been limping in and out of an abandoned building that was clear of that weird infestation of monsters. Well, not necessarily abandoned anymore. Though the paperwork isn't completely finished, the young girl is now the owner of a small two story building! With some muscle power and selective borrowing from nearby abandoned buildings, Shampoo was able to make a relatively decent looking cafe on the first floor along with a cozy kitchen. Pity she had no staff to help out.

Anyone walking south of the Ermis Suites might notice a flyer posted on a telephone pole. A closer look shows an address, some Japanese kanji [猫飯店 - Neko Hanten], and the words:

HELP WANTED: NEED SERVERS AND COOK

CALL SHAMPOO FOR MORE INFO

SALARY WILL BE DISCUSSED IN PERSON


Those interested can also find her working outside the restaurant fixing chairs or breaking a large wooden board with black inky scribbles in frustration.]

((OOC: .5& on first meeting with female Ranma + Genma Panda, 1.5% on falling into the Spring of Drowned Cat))

sinofwrath: (In to the black and then back home)
[personal profile] sinofwrath
[ A new video starts, which surprises none, except that a strange white haired, red eyed girl dressed with this appears on the screen.

And, of course, she doesn't seem to happy about this. ]


Such disgrace, to think that it comes to suffer the same that all of you..! I want information about how to get my memories faster. Is that clear?! [ She crosses her arms under her chest, her anger still present. ] My name is Satan so you better remember it, understood?!

[ With a loud yell, she ends the feed. For those curious, she's still walking to the Suites and pissed off. ]
planet_rin: (There should be a word for this)
[personal profile] planet_rin
[Voice]

Tezuka. Rin Tezuka. Tezuka Rin.

I wonder how many times I'll have to say it before it stops sounding like the name of somebody I just met.



[Action]

[Enough faffing around the apartments! Rin is now outside, shock and alarm. Her main activity?]

[Staring at the wall.]

[No, seriously. She's surrounded by paint supplies, next to a nice big paintable wall, ideal muraling space. But she isn't painting anything. She's just standing there, looking at it. What a weirdo.]

[If you're around particularly late in the day, you might catch her actually doing a little painting. But not much. Definitely not enough to be able to tell what it's a painting of.]

[This is going to take a while.]
blue_flames: ('Sup?)
[personal profile] blue_flames
[Video]

[The feed turns on to reveal a broad-shouldered young man with blue hair and a headband, and what appears to be a cape and a shoulder plate -- but the camera doesn't show that much in full. He has a quizzical look on his face.]

Hey, it works. Can anyone hear me? I'm looking for directions to the Ermis Suites. The people at the workshop told me I'm living there now, but they didn't give me directions and whisked me out before I could ask. If you can hear this, can you tell me how to get there?

[Action]

[Eventually, once Ike reaches the Ermis Suites, he decides to go get some food. So he can be seen inside the restaurant on the first floor, eating...one hell of a spread. There must be enough servings to feed two or three people there. And a disproportionate amount of the food on the table is meat.

And he's plowing through it at a good clip.]
alchemygeek: (「 some day this voice 」)
[personal profile] alchemygeek
[PRIVATE]

He stumbles into the hallway, his little brother holding onto the sleeve of his pajama shirt. )

[ACTION]

[Having procured himself a red winter coat and a pair of heavy white gloves, he's up on a roof, helping to shovel the snow off.]

[Or... well, he's supposed to be.]

[But he's currently pecking off unsuspecting pedestrians with snowballs.]



[VIDEO]

[He stares at the camera for a moment. And no, he's not sitting in the dark place so the slight redness of his eyes is harder to see, nope.]

'Bout time I got something more informative.

[And then the feed ends.]


[Memories: 1% spent on watching Hohenheim in his study, 3% spent on Resembool, the Elric house, the Rockbells, and Hohehheim leaving. 4% remaining.]
mokomanjuu: (Mokona knows!)
[personal profile] mokomanjuu
Because of the moon falling, Mokona's a little late with the job board this time! For everyone new, this is Mokona's job. Mokona finds out "irregular" things that people want done and then tells everybody else. Some of them are hard, but some of them are things that everyone can do.


Helping People Jobs

- There's a lot of snow around now! It's not very exciting, but we need people to sweep it up off the sidewalks and driveways. We also need people to sweep it off roofs so they don't fall in, which is a little more exciting, but easier to get hurt doing.

- Someone's wedding ring fell in the sewer! Pretty gross, huh? Anyway, they need someone small with a bad sense of smell to go in and get it for them. Most of the drains where it might be are big enough for someone short to stand up in, but anyone big would have to crawl. If you really need money, you can do it, but it could be really gross.

Scary Jobs

- The bears were getting pretty worked up a while back. A few of them even chased a boy up a tree. It's cold enough for bears to start going to sleep, which is good. But one of them decided that the best place to sleep in the winter is Farmer Murphy's goat shed, which isn't so good, because now the goats are too scared to go inside.

- A gang of peg-legged penguins with swords came and stole Mr. Yamanaka's beautiful prize tropical fish. He wants his fish back and the thieves punished. This might be a job for the "heroes" but he's worried enough about his fish that he's okay with going "freelance".

Big Jobs

- We really are getting a lot of weird monsters around! Someone in town wants to put together a helpful book about them, but some of them are trouble and she says she's too busy to do everything herself.

There's a lot of monsters and animals, so the pay depends on how much "info" you can bring back.
[identity profile] totallynotaspaz.livejournal.com
Did--did anyone else remember something like that?! The...the being here and having our memories, I mean. Before getting knocked out by Clock--uh, a blue ghost in a purple cape, and then waking up like this later?

[Danny sighs and looks down for a moment.]

I don't get it, though. He's a good guy--he helped me save my friends back home! I don't understand why he'd do something like this to us. Although, I guess, I don't understand any of what's going on any more... None of this makes any sense, either what's going on here, or what happened back home!

((OOC: 2% on remembering Clockwork knocking him out before his amnesia set in. 0.4% on Sam and Tucker's ecto-acne, and Clockwork allowing him to go back in time to change it. 8.9% total memory regain. 7.1% remaining.))

Final Day

Dec. 31st, 2011 11:54 pm
[identity profile] anemoisity.livejournal.com
The moon is officially taking up more room than the sky. The words "crash course" has never been more ideal to describe a situation. And no, seriously guys, as far as I know, the word Majora was just made up yesterday, I swear.

With a gigantic Moon of Damocles above your head... what will you do with your last ten minutes?

((Mention in bold at the top of your post what time your comment starts. Yes, something will happen at midnight. Maybe later, depending on how much attention I'm paying!))
alchemygeek: (「 i want to become stronger than today 」)
[personal profile] alchemygeek
[He's learning the hard way that his metal limbs really don't like the cold. He'd heard that there were Anemoi falling and figured he could just run out, grab a handful, and then run back inside. But it'd taken longer than he'd expected to find some, and then he'd gotten lost on his way back to the Suites. So now he sits in the stairwell nearest his room (322), chilled to the bone, and clutching at his shoulder as he waits for the pain to subside.]

Damnit. Why the hell do I have these if they're so curst inconvenient.
[identity profile] youngestboxer.livejournal.com
[Video]

So let me get this straight.

The government here is hiring amnesiacs - some of which are kids - until we can earn back our memories. I don't know why, but something about this just sounds really sketchy to me.

[Just arrived and already breaking out the sarcasm! Clearly this kid is a real gem.]

Anyway, I'm new here, and there are some rocks falling from the sky. Could somebody help me get to the apartments without getting pelted too much by it? It doesn't look too heavy right now, but I don't think I want to risk it. I'm already suffering from memory loss, so there's no need to make it worse.

[video]

Dec. 22nd, 2011 07:17 pm
[identity profile] 3rd-alternative.livejournal.com
I don't know if you guys--argh!--noticed, but...

[the camera turns down towards the ground, where an impressive and intimidating group of bears, are standing at the base of the tree Rex is filming from, trying to swipe at him.]

I think you've got a bit of a bear problem here! Hey, watch it, that's my only jacket! Sheesh, aren't bears supposed to hibernate when it snows?!
[identity profile] sacred-thunder.livejournal.com
[Audio]

I'd like to ask a question out of curiosity. To those of you who have gone on expeditions to gather anemoi...have all of the trips you've been on been excessively...strange? I've been on two myself, and the only word I can use to accurately describe both experiences was..."wacky." It's a word I seldom use, but I can think of no better descriptor. And I was wondering if anyone had been on any hunts that did not come across that way.

...At any rate, be careful out in the snow. With the amount of precipitation we're getting right now, conditions can be very hazardous. I don't want to see anybody getting hurt from overconfid--

[At this point, Ky suddenly stops speaking. A series of memories is rushing back to him. Memories from his childhood. Memories of a beautiful woman with a kind smile.

Memories of her lifeless body resting inside a casket.

A sound can be heard as Ky sets his smartphone on his nightstand. Then another as he sits himself down on his bed and pulls out the golden crucifix that hangs around his neck under his clothes. This is all he has left of his mother.]


...So...she lost her life in the war.

[He's completely forgotten that he had the smartphone turned on.]
[identity profile] totallynotaspaz.livejournal.com
Okay, so...I've been keeping a close eye on Vriska ever since she had us play that 'game' a while ago. She hasn't really done anything since--she's actually kind of boring when she's not 'playing games'--but earlier today, I noticed some, uh, stuff showing up in her room.

[Danny moves the camera away from himself and focuses it on a pile of glittering space riches. A seemingly neverending supply of old, gems, jewelery, and, uh, broken eight balls too, I guess?]

It just...popped in outta nowhere. And I don't know what she's going to do with it, exactly, but she's offered anemoi before, and we all know how that ended... She might be planning something with this stuff, too, and I don't know about you guys, but I think it'd be a pretty good idea to stop it now before she actually does anything again!

((OOC: 0.8% on Shades of Gray, 0.8% on Pirate Radio, 0.4% on Fright Knight. 6.5% total memory regain, 4.5% remaining.))
[identity profile] promoteshell.livejournal.com
Before I arrived here, I was an active member of the church. [ Non-capitalized because she hasn't quite regained that much of her memory. ] Seeing as this is the season most popular for the church, I've decided to get involved. Since you've all been worthless leeches to this city for the past few weeks, you should donate as much as you can to the church.

[ Without a change in her features, she continues. ]

By the church, I mean me. As an active agent of the church, I have a headache from all of the bells ringing and that song where a boy who's yet to reach adolescence sings about wanting me. This is for your own good.

Refusal will result in me following you around constantly reminding you that you're a heathen. Don't act as though I will be unable to locate you. I've been watching all this time. [ With that, she gives a light smile. ] Plus, the Lord will guide me to the sinners.

Please make checks payable to 'the Magnificent and Ever-so-Gracious Caren'.
[identity profile] empireofmymind.livejournal.com
[Ken is making a post to the network! (On purpose and everything.) And what's more, he honestly looks happy. Maybe even relieved.]

Everyone, thank you. I'm truly grateful for all of the help I've received.

I'd like to introduce myself to you all again. Good afternoon.

My name is Ichijouji Ken. I'm eleven years old.

And I think.....

[He pauses. He didn't get that many memories back, after all: so this part is hazy, just a snapshot of a hallway, footsteps moving down it: his footsteps. A hand puts a key in a door: his hand. A sign by the door labels it as apartment 303 - "Ichijouji".

An apartment with a name on the door. A place he lives. What kind of place? He doesn't remember. But he can't have lived there all alone.]


....I think....I have a family.

[[First AC regain - 1% spent on surname and age, as remembered by staring at the address plaque outside his apartment.]]
[identity profile] thekoistiger.livejournal.com
Christmas comes a little early this year. )

[VIDEO]



A DAUGHTER! Hey everybody! I just remembered! I have a daughter! Her name's Kaede, and she's the sweetest, most wonderful little girl ever! Well, I'm sure she is, anyway, since she's my daughter, but I can't remember everything yet. I guess that just means I gotta try and remember more stuff, right? Ah, if I only had a photo, I'd show her off! Isn't that a great memory?

((OOC: 1% on Kaede. It's about damn time.))
[identity profile] stinglikeabat.livejournal.com
[Earlier, Joachim had remembered more or less how his non-standard transformations worked and had spent a productive afternoon beating up the ubiquitous low-leveled monsters outside city limits until his biorhythms hit exactly the right point.

This is why there's a (relatively) large talking bat using his videophone account. It should be noted that the bat's voice isn't all that much like Joachim's - it's faster, a little bit nasal, and pitched a few octaves higher, which is still pretty darned deep for something that size. His face is uncannily similar, though. Odds are up in the air whether he's actually recognizable.]


Ha ha ha! I'm finally getting the hang of this! Who's the little fluttery one now, Relm?

Guys, I can't believe it took me so long to remember how great flying is! All of you should give it a try! If you can't do it on your own, I'd be happy to take you up! I'm stronger than I look, and I'm feeling really pumped right now!

[Ever seen a bat try to flex? It looks really, really silly.]

[Alternatively, you could run into him on the streets! He's swooping around making a bit of a spectacle of himself. Even in this town, a big bat weaving about the streets would be enough of an attention-grabber even if he wasn't giving off a glittering golden light with every wingbeat.]
alchemygeek: (「 i look up and search the sky for you 」)
[personal profile] alchemygeek
[He sits on a low wall, looking at the phone-thing in his hand. The scientist had tried to show him how it worked, but none of it had made sense to him. Shaking his head, he starts to put the phone into his right pocket, but there's something already there. Shoving the phone into his left pocket with his new ID, he pulls out the object from his right.]

[It's a silver pocket watch, attached to his belt with a short chain. He rubs the cover of the watch with his flesh fingers, tracing the dragon intertwined with a hexagram. It means nothing to him, and there's no other markings on the outside. He tries to open the watch... and frowns. It won't open. Letting out a frustrated huff, he shoves the watch back in his pocket.]

[He really should find this Ermis Suites place. He's sore and tired, and if the cuts on his face and the state of his clothes are any indication, he'd just been in some sort of brawl. Maybe that's why he's got metal limbs. To punch people better.]

[Damn... this not knowing who the fuck he is... it's irritating.]



((ooc: Ed is missing his signature red jacket! So his right arm is all out on display.))

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