[identity profile] sp8dersona.livejournal.com
So guess what! I've found some anemoi. I didn't even t8ke them all for myself!
Who wants to pl8y a g8me?

I remem8ered a gr8 g8me I used to pl8y when I was younger. If anyone's interested in learning more a8out it, they should let me know, and I'll get a session going.
If that's not enough to pique your curiosity, well, that's why I mentioned those anemoi 8efore. You'll get a 8ig pile of them just for showing up!!!!!!!! It'll all 8e part of the g8me. All you need to do is pl8y along and eng8ge in a little friendly cultural exch8nge.

Do I have any t8kers?

[Mission recruitment!
-What: Playing a rousing game of FLARP with Vriska as the gamemaster. FLARP is not a nice game.
-Genre: Survival horror, adventure. Expect less fighting and more puzzle solving and hiding.
-Power level: Low. Ultra-powerful characters not recommended, no powers required at all. Young characters a plus.
-When: Some time in the next week or so.
-Hiroshi: Should get in on this.

Finally a mission for you people who aren't insane badasses. Let's get this shit organized!]
[identity profile] anemoisity.livejournal.com
The area just outside the hotel is a memorable area, if only due to the frequency one sees it. On one corner of the intersection is the hotel itself. Across the street houses the Public Gardens. Across the other street, shops. The fourth corner, rarely mentioned, is a small park the size of a thin city block. Overlooking the intersection is a statue of some now-unknown local hero.

Tonight, however, it is a different statue. Now it is a classic, a man sitting down looking thoughtful, resting his chin in his hand. Under the statue is a plaque:


[[OOC: In layman's terms, have characters who are curious comment here and you'll find out what happens at the appointed time.]]
[identity profile] magicgunworks.livejournal.com
Just how often do people remember things in pieces? Has anyone been able to recall a full memory, without any gaps?

The first thing I've been able to remember since arriving here... I can see the scene clearly, and I can hear a person talking to me... [Saying things that warm her heart, that seem to soothe a deep aching she wasn't really aware of until now. But she's not going to tell anyone else that.] But I can't remember this person's face, or their voice. It's like I'm talking to a shadow, and it's talking back through an audio filter... [Mami sighs. It's difficult talking about this, but at the same time, it's... nice? The memory is making her heart ache more and more whenever she thinks about it, so she needs to get it out somehow. And also...]

Also... has anyone ever heard of a "puella magi"?

((1% spent on the conversation prior to and the promise Madoka made to become her puella magi partner. Doesn't remember who exactly she was talking to, though.))
[identity profile] excellinnuendo.livejournal.com
[ » » VIDEO ]

[ Bam! The video turns on to show one bodacious blonde bombshell. She seems pretty chill despite being a brand new arrival and dealing with all that entails. ]

Weeell! This is one hangover for the record books. I've woken up in strange places--or at least I assume I have; it sounds like something I'd do! I think--but waking up in a strange world sure is a new one. Er, at least, I assume it's a new one. For all I know I might do this for a living! Wouldn't that be awesome? Sliding from one world to another, probably solving peoples' problems in the span of a convenient thirty-minute time slot before traveling to another.

[ She seems to have excited herself and is now a bit bouncy, in several meanings of the word. ]

Hmm~~ I think I'll assume that's what I do until I get proven otherwise. Better than drunkenly stumbling into another dimension, anyways.


Who's gonna offer to help show a lady around? The name's Excellen (I think) and I'm apparently a smoking hot babe (which I am a-okay with), so hurry it up and help out a lovely damsel. First come, first serve, ladies and gentlemen, so please be courteous and form a line!

[ As if to prove her logic with evidence, she winks at the camera and shakes her hips for the audience. ]

[ 02 ]

Oct. 11th, 2011 09:15 pm
[identity profile] futureoriented.livejournal.com
(1) closed, slightly backdated
[ A tiny little memory has come back to her. She remembers pink hair, red ribbons; a sunny smile. She remembers feeling good at that smile, and she remembers that the girl who smiled at her was important. Is important. It is such a small thing, but it is significant. Homura plays with the ring on her finger, wondering the meaning of it, and ties the red ribbons in her hair. She's remembered how she used to have her hair, too-- she has no hairband, but tying it like this works just as well. The room is empty right now, and she hasn't yet talked to the girl who sleeps here as well.

She goes to walk out the door. ]

(2) open
[ video: ]
Does anyone want to come search for anemoi? ... If you do, and you aren't busy tomorrow, come to the lobby of the apartments after 12'oclock lunch. Thank you.
[identity profile] fatedmagica.livejournal.com
☆ Video
[ Does Madoka look nervous? Good. Because she is. With a nervous smile that keeps trying to run off her face and unable to look straight ahead. She hesitates before finally deciding what to say, how to say it, and that she's brave enough to talk. ]

I- um.
My name is Madoka. Um... I just got here. I don't remember much else but uh I guess that's the point... I'm not sure how much of a help I'll be to everyone but I'll try.... I don't remember having any specific talents, though... so I don't know how much good I'll be at a job here or... anything else...

[ She sighs. The more she talks the more pathetic she feels. ]

But um! Sorry to bother you, I just wanted to say hello! And um... I'll do my best so... If you need anything... if you need anything, then please let me know! Th-thank you for your time!

[ and the feed cuts out. ]
cantlearnbreak: Porom (Twinses)
[personal profile] cantlearnbreak
I remember now... I have a brother. A twin brother. His name is... His name...

I can't remember it. [ the frustration can be heard in her voice ] It feels as though it's on the tip of my tongue, but I can't draw it forth.
[identity profile] magicgunworks.livejournal.com
[It's been a few days since Mami arrived in Sirocco, but this is the first time she's bothered checking the network. It seems there are other people like her - people suddenly appearing without their memories - so she saves the default WHO WHAT WHERE HOW WHY questions for later. No need to get repetitive, right?

But she does want to introduce herself, so after a moment of thinking up a good conversation starter, she speaks.]

What does it feel like for everyone else? Losing your memory, I mean.

For me, it's... almost like standing in the middle of an unlit room. You know there are things placed all around you, and you should know what they are and where they should be... but it's too dark. So you wander around trying to find something, anything, in what you think is a familiar spot. But it's empty, so you lose your bearings. And you just keep making it worse by continuing to look around.

[She sounds so lost in thought right now, it's almost like she doesn't realize she's talking to other people. Care to bother her?]


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