markedviolin: (♪ 01)
[Marie hasn't actually pulled out her violin since the Year of the Dragon when she received it again, and that was only to make sure that it was indeed her violin.

She really needed to get back into the habit of practicing daily. And that's what she's doing. She planned on doing so in the semi-privacy of her home, but her dragonfly, after having heard Marie's warm-ups, decided otherwise.

The dragonfly has turned on Marie's orb, so now, those over the orb network can catch Marie playing something that sounds like this on her violin.

She's oblivious even as she finishes up.]
releaf: can i go be radoka yet (13. i mean i don't know)
[Leaf definitely, most definitely, had steeled herself for the day. She had peeked around the realms; she had studied her dragonfly buddy; and she had spent a lot of nights just wanting to go home already. But since that obviously wasn't going to happen - and she'd been informed so - it was just... time to suck it up and talk to people, even if she might be bothering them!!

She's visiting Colossus today, and the keenest observers will notice she's broadcasting from in front of a Spring Powerup. Okay, Leaf.

Okay!]


I'm a little hungry. [Three different shades of red here; that isn't how she meant to start out at all!] Um-- wait, um, what I mean was -- are there... what would you suggest is the best place to get some food? I already went to, um, Idol Springs before, but the fish there didn't really settle well with me...

[Guess who ate the red ones. And guess who's stepping back, despite the fact the image'll move with her since it's with the orb; she's just used to shrinking back --

oh, but there she goes. Orb tumbling out of her hand as she rockets right up past a wall.

... Was that a panty shot.]

[ooc: Leaf'll be back down to her orb in time to reply! Please... Please don't comment on her embarrassing panty shot that may or may not have happened within the last three seconds of the feed.]
nofairy: (uh...)
[There is a new person! He is very wet. He only looks a little unhappy, though. - Is that a fairy? .... Wait no it doesn't look right.]

[He taps the orb, blinking a little.]


... People can hear me through this? Um... hi! Where am I? What's... going on? I'm confused...

[No harm in asking for help, right?]
summitshore: (um..that is...)
[When Kazumi appears on the orbternet vid, two things are obvious:

1) She is at Sunny Beach
and
2) She is covered in baby turtles. Not joking.

She is on her back on the beach, apparently being used as a pillow by a bunch of baby turtles, some of whom are asleep and some of whom aren't. She actually looks a little flustered because seriously, who expects this?]

Uh - Hey everyone. If I haven't already introduced myself, I'm Kazumi, and I've been here for a while. So, who else heard that announcement about the eggs and decided, "You know what, I need to learn something about caretaking"?

....Yeah....So, um, I may have gotten in over my head here. If anyone's in the area, could you please help me out? I'd go find you myself but...well...there's an obvious problem with that idea...
artisansleader: (✧7)
Hello, everyone.
If we haven't already met, I am Nestor - the leader of the Artisan Dragons. I come to you with a small announcment, and an extension of peace.
The Year of the Dragon is fast approaching; it is the most important day of Dragonkind, because it is the day our eggs appear in our world.
Thus... We would like to invite all of the outsiders to our festival as a show of peace between you and us.

I also understand the world of Avalar is under great strain due to the lack of magic as well; I have thought long and hard about this, but...
There is no greater source of magic than a dragon. I do not know how many eggs will arrive this year, but I would like to offer the chance to raise eggs and young dragons to those living in Avalar.
But not just anyone. You all.
I will be watching those who choose to babysit our young dragons... and you may find yourself with that chance.

On that topic, I would like Minato Arisato to join me here, in the Artisan's Homeworld, when he has the time, as there are things I would like to discuss.

... Ah, one more thing. I have been listening in on this... network of sorts for quite some time now, and heard talk of troublemakers.
Believe me - if you intend to join our festivities just to cause havoc, there will be severe punishment.

[The feed cuts out momentarily, before flicking back on-]

One more thing; a few Magic Crafters seem to have been trapped in our Homeworld due to the Balloonist's disappearance...
Rather than try to find the Balloonist, however, they have decided to open a shop of sorts in Dark Hollow.
I do not know what their wares are, entirely, but I do reccommend you all give it a look.

[And NOW the feed cuts out. For real this time.
Check the ooc community for more information!]
falsezodiacknight: (Default)
[Oh, hey! Looks like there's... a new person...?
They are slightly dripping wet, and they've got a smile on their face. (Vaan is illusioning away the nerves on his face. His illusions are strong. Even his voice has changed!)
But he still does look nervous, this newcomer. As if he shouldn't be here, perhaps? When he notices the orb is recording, though, his smile grows.]

Thank you, friend.
[And then he looks straight at it, with his one showing eye, in his palm he is fiddling with his necklace - the same one he had as Vaan.]
I... my name is Reks. I've just arrived here - what do you people do for fun?
[And... it ends! Yay! If you go to find him, though - he's just wandering around the grass, quietly - trying not to break his illusion. Perhaps he can figure out how people live like this - live as somebody willing to stay here, not somebody trying his hardest to escape.

...Sorry, Reks...]
northern_star: (✪12)
[When the image pops up, it's one of a young boy, standing in Sunrise Spring - in his hands, a ball of crystal - while he blinks into the orb.]

... I doubt I'll get many answers at all, considering the kind of worlds you all seem to be from, but...
Is there anyone else out there interested in sports? Such as... soccer?

[... He looks pretty doubtful. Can't blame a kid for trying though, huh?]
falsegod: (3)
[Have a slightly wet Bartz, coming out of the lake, a smile on his face.]
Alright, Zidane! You made your point!
[Hahaha... wait is that guy naked except for strange fur? And does he have four arms? And how are those stars floating?! He's got two on his new orb, and two on his hips, a smile on his face - before he looks around.]
Something tells me this isn't the same lake he kicked me into... hey! This is recording me? Kind of like a Sphere, huh? Well... hi! D'you mind if you guys tell me about this place? Or - if you've seen Squall and Zidane, mind if you tell me?
[...A pause, as he relaxes - letting his new dragonfly take his orb, showing the picture below.]


Well... I should let you guys know what they look like, huh? Zidane's a short guy with a tail, he's also a pretty good thief - and Squall is a grumpy lion guy. Well, summon guy - but he's my friend, even if he's not that fun. I was gonna go and try and make him have some fun after playin' with Zidane, too! I'll be around here all day - hey, has anybody ever managed to escape from here? Not that I'm looking to, but...
[Another pause. As he gets a large grin on his face, the feed ends - but, off stream, he's looking though his own pouch... and is frowning. Well, they're not moving. Who knows...?]
onelastpromise: (I once ran away fromt he god of fear)
[Minato appears on the orbternet. He looks significantly more serious than the last time.]

Now... I know some of us have noticed we Outsiders are starting to fall into a few different mindsets. I personally don't think this place is so bad, but some others are of decidedly more belligerent attitudes. I'd rather this not get out of hand.

It's perfectly rational to want to go home. What isn't rational is to take it out on innocent people who have tolerated us even though we don't belong here. They let us live and work here in peace, and nothing bad has happened. I don't understand why some people are so angry about this. If I see anyone trying anything - anything violent against the natives - I'll step in, and I will stop it.

[He stays calm through the entire announcement. He isn't trying to be a leader or command anyone, only warning that he's watching the orbs and won't tolerate the peace being disturbed. He sounds normal enough, but there's something - a look in his eyes, or his posture, or a note in his voice - that hints this warning should be taken seriously. He shuts off the feed, but creates another message shortly after.]

[Visual/Private to Marie, Kazumi, Naoto]
[He's put on his SEES redband for this message, indicating this is business. He also seems significantly more leaderly.]

I'm adding this because I trust you three. I'd like to set up a small group of allies, people who can keep an eye on things. You're the first people I thought of for who I trust to be on this team - we'd keep it underground, share information, that kind of thing. If you're in, know anyone else who might be good to include, or have any other suggestions, please let me know. [Short and sweet. End feed.]

buzzkilldetective: (Hajime Kindaichi)
So, we're stuck here.

[The voice is a... well, it sounds fairly boyish, but a little high.] I suppose there isn't any point in raising a fuss about it, since apparently nobody's gone home yet through their fussing over it. Might I have some recommendations on housing arrangements and jobs to take on?
falsezodiacknight: (10)
[The feed turns on to Vaan - well, not Vaan. To a wall of drawings, to writings - in both Pulsian and Common. The Pulsian names are crossed out, the common names left behind. Names of those who are dead, both human and God.

Judge Theodore Harvey. Judge Kuja. Judge Jecht. Judge Gabranth. Judge Vanille. Judge Fang. Judgemaster Warrior of Light. Judge Queen Sara. Judge Snow Villers. Judge Shuyin. Judge Faris Scherwiz. Judge Squall Leonhart. Judge Rydia. Judge Setzer Gabbiani. Judge Aerith Aeris Aerith Gainsborough. Lady Cosmos.

Next to the person, next to the Judge, is the crystal they protected - with the
Glyph also there, carved rather nicely.
Belias, the Gigas. Chaos, Walker of the Wheel. Zalera, the Death Seraph. Zeromus, the Condemner. Hashmal, Bringer of Order. Ultima, the High Seraph. Exodus, the Judge-Sal. Cúchulainn, the Impure. Shemhazai, the Whisperer. Adrammelech, the Wroth. Famfrit, the Darkening Cloud. Mateus, the Corrupt. Zodiark, Keeper of Precepts.

Near the edge of the feed, though, there is one last name. Reks. It's got a flower carved under it. Hm.

After a few moments, Vaan speaks, his voice calm.]

I though I should make a tribute for my fellow Judges. The ones who were left at home when the world faded. Time stopping? Who here believes that?

[But a pause, as he suddenly slinks out onto the camera, shifting it to face him... wait. What happened to him? He looks...
different. He's got a bandage over his crystal eye, though.

...Not explaining it? Whelp.]

I'd like to offer my services. As a Judge, I am a fine warrior. But I've been getting rusty - there's been nobody willin' to fight with me. If you want to - I'll be at the Town Square in a few hours. Or, if you want to learn t'fight, I can teach you the basics.

[And it ends, Vaan growling a little to himself. Wonder who'll bite?]
notoutofyourhat: (03)
[When the feed turns on... surprise! It's a rather tired and irritated-looking Bianca. She at least tries to manage a smile, though.] Hello, everyone. I've got a couple announcements to make. First, the Professor and I have been looking into things and it seems that there's some differences in the time flow here compared to other worlds--most notably that the flow of time in your homes has stopped. Which is probably good news for most of you! We still have no way to send you guys home, though, we've tried.

Now... as for my other announcement. [Her smile drops.] I'm aware that absolutely nothing's happened since you guys got here. Maybe you should consider it a good thing that everything's been peaceful. No offense or anything, but life's going to go on here, regardless of whether you Outsiders have showed up or not. I'm sure you're all aware that those of us living here have our own lives, too, and they don't involve catering to you guys. For those of you who consider yourselves brought here and "abandoned"... We haven't abandoned anyone. We're not even the ones who brought you all here, and believe me, if we could, we would send everyone who didn't want to be here back, which seems to be most of you. If you could please refrain from taking it out on the locals, we would all appreciate it. Thanks for your time.

[And with that, she switches the feed off.]
alianore: (12)
[Oh, hey! Look at the dripping wet figure on the network...

Hiding from her own dragonfly. Her goggles firmly on, Alia let out a bit of a whimper, as the kazoo noises filled the feed. Yes, that is an Audino in a pilots cap and overalls. Yes, it looks freaking adorable.]

N-no... there might be humans, I might have been stolen, I... my airship is gone! Only a few m-more months, and I would have finished it!
[But as the orb gets closer... yes, she is crying. Also nowhere near human. Her dragonfly is giving a smile, please don't cry, come on people are here.]
All my work - my lifes work - has it been t-taken from me? There's no parts in this lake area... how am I meant to build from n-nothing? My airship...
[...Hm. She's just sitting there, giving a whine, as she then... looks to her hands, before looking back up at the orb.]
I-If there are any other monsters around, please tell me! And if there are not, please don't eat me!
[Yup, that's the end of this.]
classytantrums: (Shocked ♚ Now the son's disgraced)
This is п̷́͢р̷̛͜͟͡а̢̧̢к̢л͝ё̷̨͘͜͠н̨̢̧̕ degrading! Where am I?

[The orb is being tosses from hand to hand with quick, aggressive motions, so it's hard to tell who's holding it. In fact, trying to watch the video may make one very sick.]

I don't have time for this, you know, I... okay, better question, how am I here? I can't leave my domain, this doesn't even make sense! Take. Me. Home! You а̴̕͞с͢͝л̴͘͟ы̡͞!!

[This is about where he realizes this isn't helping. Huff.]

Someone answer me already before I start roasting things! I need to get home now before my stupid useless ч̨́о̢̛͟р̷͠т̵͢͠͠а̧́͟ў̨̛͞͠ sister does something worse than she's already ч̨́о̢̛͟р̷͠т̵͢͠͠а̧́͟ў̨̛͞͠ done!

...Has anyone seen some gigantic marshamallow of a dog, white with blue eyes? She belongs with me and I swear if she's off getting leaves to dump on me again...

[Now what do those words in gibberish sound like? Like growling barks mixed with some slavic language with a very aggressive tone of voice. This kid's native language is Gavian, from a land with no actual human inhabitants.]
warlord_of_aurora: (Default)
[The orb is being turned around and over by a pair of hands adorned by what could be best described as finger-less gauntlets. The movement makes it unclear where the image is being projected from but there are distinct voices that could be heard. The voices saying things like "Vee" and "Pi pichu" with a frustrated buzzing noise coming a dragonfly.]

Am I doing this right? Is it even on?

[The dragonfly's buzzing grows louder in volume, and the turning comes to a stop so that the holder comes into view. He also appears to look a little damp and not fully dried out. His face is pensive and he's looking down at the orb like he isn't quite sure what to do with it.]

Hm...
markedviolin: (♪ 05)
[The first thing visible is Marie lounging on a porch of a house in Idol Springs. She's silent for a moment or two before she looks over at the orb.]

It's been really quiet lately, huh? I guess there hasn't been a way to get back home... Nobody else has really been brought here from the looks of things. So, I've been wondering, is there anyone from back home you guys really miss? I miss my mother, naturally... but also two dear friends of mine...
falsezodiacknight: (10)
[Hello! Today, you get a visual... from an orb being held by a Chocobo.]
Keep it there, Boko. Steady. Don't spit it out again.
[Vaan says, as he's... sitting down? In a home he got in the Cloud Spires, his back resting - his arm bandaged a little, as he's slipped into something more casual then full armour (the eye patch and necklace are still on, though!!). Where's his dragonfly? Currently sleeping in said armour. Vaan looks... nervous? Yeah, a little.

But it's a simple question.]

Hello. Do you mind if you tell me your Zodiac Sign?
[It's a rather common way to greet people in his world - give them a name and a sign, in case you didn't match up. But then, Vaans visible eye narrows a little.]
That is, if your calender matches mine. All these people claimin' to be from different worlds... there's got to be some of you guys who pretend to have a different calend--
[The video ends, as the Chocobo spits out the orb. Vaan had more to say, damnit!]
onelastpromise: (Voiceless town - tapping feet)
[Well, it's been a week. People have had some time to get settled, figure out the orbs, make plans for their new lives, the whole shebang. Minato himself has gotten used to his new circumstances - mostly, anyway - which means the curiosity and the gnawing worry have both set it. Not that there's anything other than a comfortable smile on his face.]

I've noticed there aren't that many of us here... We could probably stand to get to know a little bout eachother's homes. I'll admit I'm curious - what are your homeworlds like?

[A brief pause, before his expression turns more serious.] And...does anyone know if there's a way to know what's going on in our own worlds while we're here?

[And with that he stops, figuring he'll match whatever kind of description he's given.]
markedviolin: (♪ 05)
[The first thing you all are treated to this morning is someone playing around with their orb and talking to someone--their dragonfly, given the kazoo-like noises heard buzzing. ]

Well, no, I don't really see what's going on here... [Exasperated(?) kazoo sounds.] What are you even trying to say? [The kazoo noises stop for a moment.] Hey, what are you-- [And then suddenly the orb switches to visual mode, revealing a mildly stunned Marie sitting against a tree, possibly in Summer Forest.]

So I suppose this is what I get for not reading the page on orbs in the guidebook.

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