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[melodiesmods]

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— Reply with a character you wish to test in the Melodies of Life's setting.
— Feel free to use one of the prompt below or make one of your own!
— Tag around! This is a panfandom RP, so don't hesitate to tag both castmates and non-castmates.
— Most importantly, have fun!

1/ Welcome to the world of Crystallis! You have seen reality shatter and collapse around you, in the depths of the void you found a Crystal and now you are in the city of Aqures Ixen, surrounded by Moogles and people as lost and confused as you are. On the bright side, everyone thinks you're a hero! On the downside, they expect you to save the world. Maybe their expectations are a bit too much. Thankfully, you're not abandoned to your fate as a Moogle explains to you everything you need to know. Maybe it's time to get to know your companions in misfortune. 2/ Do you like your new life? No? Well, either way, you better get used to it, to your new powers, to your new house, to the ball of fur that follows your every steps—Who knows, maybe you'll even make some friends here. Besides, even if everyone expects you to save the world, fighting isn't the only way to do so. Maybe you could open a shop to help and properly equip your friends who are actually eager to fight. Maybe you could try and gather people who think diplomacy can stop war, you could even start your own researches on the Crystals— Or you could make sure your house is the prettiest in all of Aqures Ixen. Anything is possible. 3/ Ukulele de Chocobo Upon arrival, your Moogle gave you a map of Crystallis. This world may be a bit big for you to explore, so why not go to the Chocobo Farm and ask for a Chocobo? These big birds can't fly, but they're much more efficient than horses when it comes to travelling. Maybe it's your first time riding a Chocobo; it might be a good idea to have someone with you in case something goes wrong. Or maybe the old man at the farm didn't have any Chocobos left and gave you some Chocobo-Bait© so you can go and capture your own. 4/ A thing called Mognet Hopefully you weren't used to Internet and cellphones back home. Otherwise, you might be a tiny bit confused when your Moogle returns to you with a stack of letters. Or maybe someone else's Moogle is coming to you with a voice message it learnt by heart and is now going to recite to you with a lot of Kupo. That's how the "network" works here. 5/ I believe I can fly~ You are on an Airship! Airships regularly depart from Aqures Ixen and stop by most major cities in the world, so they're the perfect means of transportation for you to go and explore this world. You can go anywhere in a matter of hours — One can only hope you don’t have motion sickness. 6/ Exploration Enough expository banter. Now is the time to explore. Maybe rather than spending most of your time in Aqures Ixen, you'd rather spend it living in Balicea, or betting on Chocobo Races in Trano Golsaucia. Or maybe you'd rather go and explore some ancient ruins that may hold some precious information. With Airships and Chocobos at your disposal, you can go nearly anywhere that isn't under imperial control; unless you have a death wish of course. 7/ Random Encounter You were minding your own business walking around, and suddenly monsters attacked you! Time to put to use the skills you've learned with your Jobs! Alternatively, maybe this encounter isn't random at all, and you have been sent on a mission to kick some imperial asses in the war confronting the Heran Empire and the Republic of Esdham. Good luck! 8/ Getting Jobs is hard It all started when you asked Jessie to give you a new Job. What could and should have been a formality, quickly turned into a trial. All you wanted was a Job, and here you are in the wild, hunting for a Malboro Vine. Or maybe you are in some ancient and decrepit ruins looking for an artifact. Or yet again, maybe she simply asked you to assist her in her researches on the Crystals. Getting new Jobs is not easy. Consider yourself happy though, at least you don't have to do that alone. 9/ The world is subject to unrelenting pain and suffering… This is why you should play a game. After all, there are things a lot more important than saving the world: Blitzball is one of them. Triple Triad is another. Why don't you take a break and do something different for once; anyone wanting to play Blitzball is given a special potion allowing them to breath underwater, whereas someone who wants to play Triple Triad should have no difficulties finding veterans more than happy to get rid of their low level cards. 10/ Wild Card Don't like the options offered here? Go crazy and choose what you want to do in this world!

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Game	Players	World	Other
Premise	Applications	Jobs / Requests	Hospital
Rules	Reservations	Legends	Employment
FAQ	Taken Characters	NPCs / Contact	Races
Locations	Hiatus/Drop	Housing	Mod Contact
Mognet	Player Contact	Bestiary	Credits
Aqures Ixen	Player Plots	Eidolons

Comments

AU!Genesis Rhapsodos | Final Fantasy VII | Post-CC

[rhapsoidein]

[OOC: Her history is in her journal for what else is AU aside from gender!

Also feel free to change the prompt if it doesn't work! I know White Mages aren't the only useless-ish class around XD]

Random Encounter

"This is the most useless job!" She shouted at her Moogle while they ran away from a Marlboro who was slowly gaining on them. She didn't have her mako anymore and her job class didn't allow for any attack magic and she wasn't far enough to cast Protect yet. Holding her robe up, she panted hard as she ran.

"Sorry, kupo! Perhaps in the next job, you can switch over to an attack job, kupo!"

But she was going to need wait on that! The Marlboro came close enough to sweep her legs out right under her and she fell with a cry, skinning her knees and elbows as she slid a bit. Genesis tried to scramble to her feet but it was already grabbing at her ankle. Seriously? She was going to be eaten and she hadn't even been here for more than a week? "Monty, do something!"

Because whacking it with her rod was not doing much but angering it.

[wear_tear_rust]

It was odd enough for Angeal to be followed around by a moogle that reminded him of Zack. His eyes took in the sights around him as he gauged for weaknesses and tactical vantage points in case of a battle. It was habit through conditioning and something that he could not simply brush aside.

"You hadn't said two words to me, kupo. You're starting to make me feel sad." the moogle bobbed in the air as he spoke. "I'm here to help you, kupo."

Angeal didn't know what to say which was part of the problem. He wasn't accustomed to small talk unless he was in the mood for it. Mostly, he stuck to the facts and kept idle conversation for other times. He looked over at the moggle and softened his face just enough to give a small smile.

"Two words." There, he said two words which confused the moogle just a bit but at least Angeal said something that was enough to brighten up the moogle.

"That's all I wanted, kupo."

His strides were confident though he had figured out that he no longer possessed the ability to fly or had his abilities as an experiment to Project G. It was a relief, actually. He recalled what he had said to Zack in Junon that day he pushed his pupil away.

So many memories flooded his mind in just that moment. He blinked as his thoughts were torn from the past back into the present. He looked over his shoulder from the hilltop to spot a woman struggling with her robes as she tried to run from the Malboro. He couldn't ignore the call for help. It wasn't in him to do so.

Lester, his moogle saw the incident and was instantly alarmed. "You have to help her, kupo!"

The warrior ran forward and with his great sword drawn through his run, he slid to a stop next to the woman. He brought the blade down to sever the tentacles that threatened to drag her off without thinking twice.

"Can you run?" Angeal said without looking at the woman and his focus remained on the disgusting plant-like creature. Even he knew he wasn't a match for it as a standard human.

Hawke | Dragon Age 2

[questionablewit]

4

[Hawke stared down at the strange little creature. Pink wings? Who had pink wings? And how did it keep its fur so white? There wasn't any mud on it at all. Which seemed physically impossible.]

Do you have some magical ability that lets you repel dirt, and if so, how do I get in on that?

[The moogle, of course, gives a long explanation consisting of a lot of "Kupo! Kupo kupo po, kupo!" type sounds.]

...you can't make any other sounds, can you...

[The moogle spins around, clearly happy in its moogle-ness. Kupo covers pretty much everything! Why would he need other sounds? It's not his fault she can't speak moogle. Hawke covers her face with her hand.]

Maker's breath, what have I gotten into this time...

Pick your own

(ooc: happy to do prose or action tags, take your pick)

4.

[ornifex]

Marvelous little creatures, a-aren't they?

[The question comes from behind Hawke. The speaking creature appears to be a harpy of some sort - a humanoid torso with the head of a crow, and arms that stretch into long, thin wing-like appendages covered in black feathers.]

They devote their entire existences to the convenience of others. What do you think they get out of this a-arrangement?

Angeal Hewley | Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core (Mako Reactor 5)

[wear_tear_rust]

1

The crystal signified so much more than words could express. He knew he had changed back home and he was degrading then but to have a normal human body seemed almost like a dream to him. Which was exactly what this place felt like. Was he hallucinating?

His brow knitted into a scowl in thought while he looked around. Something was certainly strange about this place. Perhaps it was the moogles--which just so happens that one flew right into his face that nearly knocked him backward.

Angeal stumbled back in his struggle to keep his balance. "Be careful." Angeal's voice showed no signs of irritation or surprise even though he was more the latter than the former.

"Sorry, kupo! I'm Lester!" The small creature spoke with a stubby arm pointing toward his chest.

"Angeal Hewley. It's a pleasure." Angeal said with the intention to step away from the moogle to do some more exploring. At least this place didn't have a threatening feel and that helped considerably.

"Nice to meet you, Angeal!" Lester bobbed and spun in his attention-getting efforts that had gone ignored by the man still wearing his SOLDIERs uniform.

The moogle was met with silence and followed anyway with a sigh.

~Just cuz

[thegreatninja]

Stop right there big-nosed soldier man!

The White Rose of Wuti is here!

All Enemies will pay!

[An eight year old girl comes running up and kicks him in the shins before running away again.]

You can't hope to beat me!

[The moogle floating next to her is wearing a ninja's head band and a belt. Both look determined to be constant pests.]

Takakage Kobayakawa | Samurai Warriors

[thirdarrow]

3 - chocobos;

Each adventurer was entitled to their own mount, it seemed. And Takakage had been lucky enough to obtain one from the farm itself. People had to go to great lengths to capture one of wild origin. The owner of the farm had left him with instructions on how to take care of it - though, a name still eluded him.

The avian looked at him with large, innocent eyes. It was still young, and a little jittery - but calm enough to tolerate his presence. He scratched it absent-mindedly under the chin, letting his mind wander a little.

"You're quite beautiful, for your species."

The chocobo squawked a little, perhaps as thanks, but the squawk quickly turned into a screech as a creature streaked past them at furious speeds -

- the strategist jumped too, but more from the bird's reaction than anything else.

Spooked, it started running about in circles.

Um.

A little help, here?

7 - monsters unseen;
Beasts lurked off the beaten paths, outside the boundaries of the cities. And yet, in order to get anything down, an excursion had to be undertook.

A wolflike monster leapt out of the undergrowth and spun onto the pebbled road. Takakage stopped abruptly, and drew his sword from where it had been strapped to his waist.

The wolf jumped.

In a single fluid motion he slashed the air in front of him, releasing a bluish crescent-shaped shockwave. This was followed up by his tome, which rose three inches above his hand and snapped open to release spears of ice from within its pages.

To an observer, the speed of his reaction would suggest that this wasn't the first time he had done something similar.

The ice bolts converged upon the monster, sending it off course. It crashed off to the side of the path, but quickly picked itself up, baring its fangs in a snarl.

Two other wolves emerged from the bushes, echoing the first wolf's growl.

3~

[manaflow]

Each adventurer was entitled to their own mount but El had smiled and turned it down, turned it down and turned it down. Somehow she'd ended up by the farm anyway, carefully avoiding stepping too close to it as she searched for -- she jumped as a creature suddenly ran out of the bushes and away and jumped again when she heard that screech, eyes wide as she turned towards the panicking chocobo and the helpless owner.

And there was nobody else about.

El rummaged in her bag and pulled out a sleeping potion which she aimed and tossed towards the chocobo. Hopefully, this worked...?

Elgiva | FFXIV

[manaflow]

ONE.
[ Compared to waking up in a new strange world, there are worse things that could happen, such as finding out that (you can't summon your cute Garuda-Egi any longer and) that summoning here brings a large Ifrit-Egi out who disappears immediately afterwards because there are no enemies about. Frowning, Elgiva tries again, and again, and again until it tires her out and she collapses onto the ground, watching her Ifrit-Egi disappear. ]

TWO.
[ BUT NO she can't even summon her fairy here either, what gives?! Understandably(?) upset by this, she's seated on a bench, eyes down on and fingers tracing shapes in a book on her lap as her Moogle and a Wind-up Moogle dance around her head. ]

[ FFXIV OCs might know El from hunting hard/extreme primals or a fondness of geometric shapes and making summoner/scholar tomes as hobby! Otherwise she's pretty background. ]

one 1/2

[redsea]

What a foolish girl, summoning an Eidolon without purpose. Now she's collapsed on the ground with no one to help her. Hah... She does not seem to have friends who can help her, and I am the only one in the area who has been watching her. Well, if that is the case, I suppose I have no choice but to help her. She needs someone, after all.

[ ... El didn't hear that, maybe, but Kougyoku makes absolutely sure that she hears her approach as she calls out to her. ]

You.

Yuuki Konno | Sword Art Online

[sleepingknight]

((OOC: She's from the end of the Mother's Rosario arc in the light novels, which may involve spoilers for the upcoming second season! However, spoilers are super easy to avoid, so if you're worried about them just drop me a PM or mention it in your comment and I'll stay clear of them entirely!))

[3 - Ukulele de Chocobo]

[There's a girl trying to bait some chocobo in the fields today! She's got a huge grin on her face while she coos at a nearby chocobo, holding out the bait and occasionally giving it a small wave in an attempt to get its attention.]

Heeeere birdie birdie birdie!

[Is this how you're supposed to do it? She hasn't the faintest. But it seems like a good start, right?]

[5 - I believe I can fly~♫]

[Hopefully you don't mind the fact that there's a short girl dashing up and down the deck. And fast, at that. Judging by her armor, she must be a dragoon.

At any rate, she'll just slam herself into the railing, pushing herself up so she can see over the side.]

Amazing! The view is fantastic! It would be so cool to fly solo here...

[...She looks like she's about to tip right over the edge. But she couldn't be that reckless, right?

...Right???]

[7 - Random Encounter]

[Oh, now this looks exciting. She gives her spear a quick twirl before getting into a fighting stance. Not really the type of weapon she's accustomed to, but what better time to learn than in the heat of battle?

She's still got her reservations about fighting off monsters, but at the same time... It's for the greater good of the people, right? And it's just some bat... things.]

Back me up, okay-?

[And with that, she dashes forwards to attack the poor Buer up ahead. It's a really good thing she's got some range with that weapon of hers.]

7

[twitchery]

Of course! None shall strike you down while the fell sword of Owain, the scion of-... [Wait, shit, she's running while he was speeching.] H-hey!

[Okay, dashing with her, getting ready to do the slashy hacky attacky thingy, can handle this, is also probably going to be really obnoxious with his entire...] SONIC...THRUST! [...shouting of attack thing.]

airy the flying fairy, bravely default

[horrific]

[ ooc: airy will be spoiler-free unless approached by canonmates who express awareness of the later half of the game. ]

1. ( needless to say, she isn't too keen on her work being interrupted. all this talk of crystals and war and saving the world-- it was all well and good, but she has her own world she needs to save, and that takes precedence over all else.

she knows it's unlikely, but she suspects the crystal she'd found in the darkness may have answers she's seeking. she's a cryst fairy, so certainly the crystal would divinate its secrets unto her?

so, she flutters around the thing, tries calling out to it, even goes so far as to kick it. nothing works! )

What a bother! I suppose it goes without saying that only the crystals of Luxendarc would respond to me...



4. ( the interdimensional tearing and collapse of time and space? fine. airy can handle that without panic whatsoever. she even accepts the strange little creature following her around. sure, it's not as cute as a frosti, but airy needs a little assistance every now and then due to her being such a tiny fairy.

the sack of mail that was many times her size actually didn't daunt her. on the contrary, it piqued her curiosity since she's never received mail before, so she fearlessly dove right in.

that didn't work out too well for her, because now she's stuck, buried in the mess of letters, her moogle fretting beside her. )

Help! Help! Someone pull me out of this stupid thing!

I have finished the game so no worries

[myhomeisahole]

[Tiz runs up up after seeing the little fairy in distress.]

Airy! Are you alright? Have you seen the others?

[All Tiz remembers is a flash of light. It should have worked but instead he is here.]

Genesis Rhapsodos | Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core (OU)

[nodreamsorhonor]

7 ~Random Encounter~
He was told to stay near a Warrior or other fighter types while they were in new places. He was told that his Job was not one given to fighting, but to learn all he can about the area they traveled to and give others in his group the tools so they can defeat the darkness in the land. His moogle - the poor hyper ball of energy now resigned to such names as 'Zack', 'Puppy' and (on one particularly moody day) 'Hollander' - had lectured him often enough about his duties as a Scholar and a Hero of Light since he had arrived, and so far the only thing she had managed to do was convince him that he was not suffering from a fevered dream.

Genesis refused to stay within sight of the rest of his party. He had been a SOLDIER 1st Class. Wandering outside of town in the middle of the night was nothing to one, even if his only means of a weapon was a bag full of tomes more suited to holding up walls than being carried around by a man of his frame.

However, it brought him some form of satisfaction to use a thick tome - Plumber Jokes of Belicea Vol. One, Part A to be precise - to pound in the skull of the first monster that tried to jump him. He was so engrossed in doing so that he would never notice anyone - or anything - sneaking up on him, which was one of his small failings in life.

[wear_tear_rust]

Angeal wasn't about to sneak up whenever it came to meeting up with old friends. While it was part of the SOLDIER training, it wasn't a part of his personality. However, he was in the warrior job class which was a contrast to Genesis' scholar class. At the very least, he could protect his childhood friend.

The very idea of being reunited with is friend helped soothe his displaced thoughts. At least it made the transition easier. Angeal wasn't much for staying in places in idle when he was better suited to work. He wasn't raised to stand around twiddling his thumbs whenever there was something to do outside of the town. It was certainly a big reason why he wanted to join SOLDIER. It was engrained into him to fight.

He spotted Genesis in the dark. He recognized his shadowy sillouhette anywhere. The sight reminded him of Banora without the trees. Oh, how he missed the trees. He stepped up toward Genesis though he kept his distance just the same just in case he happened to startle Genesis. "Nice night for a stroll."

His trademark buster was still on him though it was a bit too heavy to use until he had more training. For now, he had decided to settle on a lighter sword that remained sheathed at his side.

Rock Howard | Garou: Mark of the Wolves

[bloodlinerebellion]

1 - Welcome to the world of Crystallis!

[It's going to take a bit to adjust to this, and that's putting it mildly.

After all, coming from modern-day Earth and then suddenly being dumped in a city where things that he thought only were in video games actually existed? It's a bit of culture shock to say the least. Rock tries to listen closely to what he's been told, frowning as he hears that he's supposedly a "Warrior of Light".

Warrior of Light.

That was even something straight out of a game if he ever heard one. And whoever decided he should be chosen obviously had no idea what they were doing. He had turned away from the only man he considered family on a wild assumption of there being some sign of his mother being alive, going with a relative that he didn't even know existed prior to the tournament that had started this whole mess. Rock absentmindedly clenches a fist, looking away from the Moogle trying to explain what was going on.]

This can't be right.

7 - Random Encounter

[Whether or not Rock believed it, he was here, he was chosen. And whatever it was that was standing in front of him apparently thought so too, considering how persistent it was. He immediately reverted to memories of his training with Terry, fighting instincts ready and raring to go. The stance felt familiar and was something that he was grateful to be back into at this point. At least this much was familiar, though the opponent sure as hell wasn't.]

7

[tearinthemirror]

[She'd gotten rusty since having her kingdom saved. After all, there was no further need for a Princess to go about gallivanting while mounting the back of a wolf. She had so grown found of wolves in her time with the Chosen Hero. Perhaps some sense of her was drawn to the young man as he cautious walked about the woods. From the distance her sharp eyes catch the gaze of his own, seeing those youthful pools and remembering back to that hunger she once saw in the Hero named "Link".

Midna cackles aloud, her voice echoing through the canopy above as she begins to float down from the low-hanging branches above Rock's head.]

"Heh.. Look at this small tot. "Warrior of Light", they call you, eh? A lot a weight for someone with such a tiny build, wouldn't you say?"

[gomu_ningen]

2.) Do you like your new life?

The nerve of some people! It was enough that the soon to be King had been whisked away without consent to the strange, yet alluring city of Aqures Ixen, but to be insulted in the worst way possible? They'd labeled him the most treacherous of titles. Such language was cause for murder in some parts of the Grand Line, depending on who the word had been directed to. Luffy can't rightly remember the last time he felt so enraged and off-put. How dare they! How dare they cheer and jeer without so much as a care for what sort of damage it might do!

They'd called him a "hero".

Fists swung out and lashed in every direction as the elasticity of his arms snaps and bends like the rubberized human he is. He doesn't bat to try and hit the people around him, more so attempting to shoo them away and make them scurry for cover.

"DON'T YOU SAY THAT! STOP CALLING ME THAT WORD! PIRATES AREN'T HEROES!! BACK OFF, WILL YA'?! SCRAM! BEAT IT! LEAVE ME ALONE, YA' BUNCH OF IDIOTS!"

I hope you don't mind. :)

[wear_tear_rust]

Perusing wares in the local market wasn't entirely the way Angeal wanted to spend his day. Picking up this and that, scrutinizing over it to find any flaws to barter the price down, he was having a bit more trouble than he had originally intended. Unfortunately, he needed the items he was looking at.

"Hm?" His concentration was broken and placed down the item to walk away from the stand toward the source of the shouting. Of course, this didn't exactly leave a good impression with the vendor since the shopkeeper probably thought it was a waste of his time when he could have sold the item to someone else that wasn't so stubborn.

With a determined pace, Angeal finally caught up to the shouting and the commotion. Some thought that the young hero was a little loud but that didn't seem to change their view in the slightest.

"Apparently, to them you are. Heroes are chosen by the people." Pirates can be heroes too, or so Angeal thought but never said aloud.

Selvaria Bles | Valkyria Chronicles

[axisvalkyria]

9. Let the Conquests Begin

[The vast number of men and women that she had personally slaughtered by sheer power was immeasurable. The satisfaction that she had known from standing over the smote and ruin on the battlefield was a rush like no other. All of those heightened feelings had been her reasoning, her purpose for life back in Europa. Here in Crystallis, however, there had been something lacking.

Though the world was far more fantastic than her home, Selvaria was still rather blase to it all. Nothing seemed to interest her about this world. There had been no thrill, no grand purpose, no great conquest. It didn't help that she had also been labeled a "hero". Any such praise not coming from the hand of Maximilian was not worth her time or concern. Reflecting back on what few past times, Selvaria did actually find some purpose in cooking (even if she was rather horrible at it). Horticulture, given her upbringing, was something else she was fond of. Her greatest strength, with what little free time she had during her enlistment had been parlor games.

Passing by an open pub, the silver-haired General had spotted the pack of people playing a most peculiar card game. A basic explanation and the chance to play had led her quickly becoming a pro. The piles of Gil and personal belongings soon became a small cache, causing quite the stir throughout the district as a crowd generated around the entrance of the pub.

Standing up after her most recent conquest, the woman boasts as she flashes a stack of Gil out to entice another victim.

"Is there no man or woman who dares challenge the Queen of the Triple Triad?"

[caster_blaster]

Alright, lady. Let's see what you've got.

[Gene slides into a seat across from her, propping his legs up on another chair as he sips at his beer.]

Got any special rules?

5;

[soangryicouldtinkle]

[This Airship was full of crew bustling about and getting things ready for take off. The crew continues their busy jobs through the entire flight...

...or so they should be.

Also, shouldn't there be a bunch of passengers milling about? At least there's one person. Maybe he has some idea what's going on.

The smelly fellow dressed as a clown is trying to push some sort of sack over the railing. By the way he's wheezing, he's probably not all that strong and horribly out of shape. Still, he seems determined.]

Come on, just go over you useless sack of...

Deuce ♬ Final Fantasy Type-0

[duae]

2. New Life

[Being a soldier ever since she was a kid... To be honest, Deuce's not used to do this kind of thing. No, she's not talking about moving here and there, she's used to camp outside alongside her friends; She's talking about finding further information about this place by this new way of selling potions. Hey, there's no one that know of this place better than residents and travelers, right?]

W-welcome~ [A smile goes here.] We have potions, ethers, and any medicines with the highest of qualities here~ Stock now, stock now~!

[Although luckily, Carla's way of living taught her a thing or two about how to do this. Still, she have to admit that camouflaging her job with selling things like this is a decent choice.]

3. Chocobo

[Maybe you're partying hard, or maybe you're still being mesmerized by the big birds, but you're definitely in the Chocobo Farm, accompanied by the a lot of kwehs and warks in rapid succession.

However, should you avert your gaze to the far right part of the farm, you would be able to see a girl, dressed in what seems to be a default white magician robe, is sitting on the wooden railing while playing a certain tune with the silver-colored flute in her hand. Magically Incidentally, in front of her seat, a pair of chocobos are dancing their cute butts alongside the rhythm. Deuce herself seems to be so absorbed in the play to notice her surrounding, though.

So, uh... Maybe she needs someone to disturb her?]

2. New Life

[shinrasfinest]

[It just so happens that Sephiroth has recently reassigned his secondary job in preparation for a mission and is on his way through Aqures Ixen from the residential district when he hears someone calling out selling their wares. Potions, ethers - it couldn't hurt to see what items he might find himself wanting in the field.

His large, long signature sword; Masamune, is tucked in completely along the backside of his arm as he approaches Deuce, clad already in his light black and silver armor plates - befitting more the dragoon class than the heavier warrior job he'd paired it with. His moogle, Spencer, trots along rather happily a few feet behind him.]

Could I have a look at one of those? [Some of his silver hair falls away from the edge of his face as Sephiroth inclines his head towards one of the potions available.]

Ky Kiske // Guilty Gear

[comm_kiske]

10

[He found himself oft wondering where he should start first. There were many ways he was sue he could help out, and obviously he went inquiring where or whenever he could. Soon, he found himself at the dinner place of some high-estate ruling classman. He needed some assistance in the protection against the oncoming bandits or rather...that's what he said. The blond took him at his word, and was taken to a 'welcoming dinner', which he participated in wholeheartedly.

Sometime after that, his vision blacked out and he found that instead he lay in a dingy dungeon. Was this some kind of awful prank? He hears some guards talking about the 'boss can't have people going around and being heroes'. His head is still dizzy and he's still out of it but he can kind of think. Oh, just great... he looks over to see that someone has entered the locale/or has been placed into the same fate as he. He pulls his wrists and finds them to be chained together and sighs.]

Dear god...What did I do to deserve this?

if this becomes a thing i totally blame you

[tyrantrave]

[The fact that he had gotten into this predicament is annoying in and of itself, nevermind the change in attire. Sol had drilled the tiny creature that had taken to following him with every question he could think of up until this point, and even then, that wasn't enough for his taste.

Pain in the ass, that's what this was.

Luckily once he had figured out what was going on (more or less), he wasn't sure whether to be frustrated or slightly grateful that he apparently wasn't the only one dragged into this mess.

Hint: it's more the former.

Sneaking in wasn't as bad as he thought it was going to be, especially considering that most were busy with the festivities upstairs. Honestly the worst of it was just keeping the damn Moogle quiet so he could get in. For someone his size, Sol knew how to be stealthy when he wanted, it just generally wasn't how he went about things. still, it was enough for him to get to the dungeons -

And thankfully there was only one guard in the vicinity with the keys.

Awesome.

A quick strike with the flat of the sword he had woken up with (Fuuenken was obviously the more favored weapon as of this point, but there wasn't much he could do about that), and the guard crumpled. Sol quickly took the keys and unlocked the door to the cell, biting his cheek to keep from laughing.]

... well, this is a surprise. Can't wait to hear how you pulled this one off.

Aqua | Kingdom Hearts

[ghostdrives]

1/2-ish}
[After living in such a sheltered, sacred area, you'd think that a teenage girl would be full out exploring the area just to find the latest shops. But not Aqua.

True, she's exploring. It always helps to know your surroundings and supply vendors, but this weird and strange world is making her rather uncomfortable. The esteem that these locals have for these heroes-- for her, its a little much to be honest. Keyblade Masters never took up the mantle just to be famous, and almost all of their work was supposed to be discrete. Sure, she's vanquished an evil fairy and some destructive Unversed, but it was never for the glory. The balance in the worlds just needed to be fixed, and Aqua had to do what needed to be done.

Which is why she's a little awkward going through the city. She is looking for a Moogle not attached to another person, a sure sign of a merchant back home, but so far she's coming up empty.]

3}

[So, uh... This whole giant bird riding thing? Soooo much harder than it looks.

Aqua's used to different methods of travel, notably the less lively kind and the more vehicle like. Her Master has never taught not told them how to ride any animals, and while mounting the Chocobo has gone well, actually getting the bird to do what she wants is a completely different thing.

The usually graceful Keyblade Master is now a slightly stressed mess, and the Chocobo is growing more irate by the second. Each jolting movement from the animal has her white knuckles, determined not to fall off, and sometimes she's foregoing the reigns and just grabbing its neck instead, using it for stability. All in all, things are just not going well and Aqua's barely five minutes away from the farm.]

1-2

[bloodlinerebellion]

[Rock's feeling about in the same boat - though for different reasons. If people had heard about him, it was either because of either the man who raised him or the one considered to be his biological father, though usually interactions surrounding the latter usually didn't end so well. Most days he was content trying to be a semi-average teenager. though recent decisions would probably say otherwise, but it wasn't like he'd admit to it anytime soon

Actually, at this point he's so lost in thought trying to still parse things out that he doesn't hear his own Moogle warning him about watching where he was going, and he collides headlong with Aqua, which at least snaps him out of his current train of thought.]

... Sorry.

Homura Akemi | PMMM -- two choices: Moemura or Stoicmura; I wanna test both. c:

[witchinghour]

I. Moemura

Airship

A-aaah! It's so high!

[ Clutching the railing tightly with one hand and holding her red-rimmed glasses to her face with the other lest they fall off, Homura leans tentatively over the edge, gazing in awe down at the ground far below. Her hair - tied back in twin braids - grows messier the longer she's blown by the breeze of the flight. And when a sudden shift in the wind causes the airship to rock with turbulence, she lets out a small shriek and quickly stumbles back away from the railing.

Unfortunately in her haste to move away from the edge, she trips over -- something. Air, probably, or her own feet. And she lands flat on her backside. ]

Kupo! Are you ok, Homura?

A-ah [ She's blushing furiously ] I'm fine. [ But she seems a little dazed... (It's lucky, however, that she didn't break the bow strapped to her back or spill her arrows everywhere!) ]


II. Stoicmura

Welcome to Crystallis!

k-kupooo - what are yo - put me down, kupo!

[ A small fuzzy Moogle flails helplessly, its wings in the tight grip of a young woman in purple and white. Her expression is cold, and her eyes are narrowed in a squint as she holds the poor creature close enough that she can see him. Those familiar with the bleary near-sighted look may recognize that this is a girl in sore need of glasses, but of course the way she's treating the moogle probably distracts from that. ]

Stop following me.

b-but k-kupo I'm s-supposed to help you s-s-settle in

[ Her lips twitch into a slight frown. ]

I'm s-sorry - I already t-told you you c-can't go home!

[ Her eyes narrow and the moogle cringes a little. ]

I c-can take you t-to an oculis, too - w-wouldn't that be n-nice, kupo?



Random Encounter

[ By now Homura has resigned herself to playing along with this world for the time being... And as such, she does her best to get by in an efficient manner, and right now that means hunting - a pack of goblins, to be specific.

She wears her old clothes much of the time because it's a connection and a reminder, and she's suspicious as hell of the job crystals, but for now it is most useful to her to use them, and so she does. Wielding a long dagger and a small buckler, she weaves between the enemies, deflecting hits and making swift slices between their armor plates. Then, with their tendons cut and their movements slowed, Homura leaps away from them and begins to chant a fire spell...

Better not get in her way lest you get singed...! (She doesn't always play nicely with others....) ]

you have great muse choice

[thirdarrow]

random encounter;

A fire spell. The girl had already taken care of slowing them down; impressive work for one her age. If he were to assist, using his native element would not be wise.

The tome in his hand snaps open, its pages flipping rapidly before coming to rest on a particular one. Bolts of lightning flared from within the book, falling like rain on the goblin horde.

One detached itself from the group and leaped at him - he sliced the air with his sword and a blue shockwave materialized, blasting the monster back into the horde.

Molly Spencer | Original Character

[stanceshift]

(Bear with me on the lack of icons, I need to finish drawing up her expression set orz)

2 - Do you like your new life?

[If there was one thing that Molly was cursing at this point, it was the lack of technology. Sure, she could deal with being hailed as a hero or whatever, great, grand, wonderful. It was one of the things that she dealt with a lot of the time with what she did back home anyway. either that or getting kicked out of places because the collateral from a job was too great.

Still - these clothes were stiff and definitely weren't as good as her usual duds when working. Didn't really help either that she didn't have access to her old arsenal or her abilities, either.

So in the meantime, she's wandering the marketplace, also ignoring the talk coming from her Moogle companion - though if she weren't as irritated or had a certain bartender/mage-in-training with her, he'd be pointing out that the little fluffball might actually know what's going on around here and give her at least a better lead on what she was looking for.

Admittedly, she'd probably counter with the fact that she did better learning from experience rather than by lectures, which was true, and probably served to piss off more people than she really intended to.]

Connor Kenway | Assassin's Creed III

[lifehasbeenscratched]

5/ I believe I can fly~

[Standing as far from the railing as he could without being in the way of the crew, Connor looked out at the sky passing by him. Being accustomed to sea travel was helpful but being so high in the air was not an experience he was enjoying.

This land was strange and fantastic, more so than the things that were shown to him by the spirit of the artifact. He had woken up and in an attempt to find more information, followed the recommendation that he take a ship to the next city over.

The flying creature that he had heard called a moogle hovered up to his eye level]

Kupo! Are you alright? You seem a little scared, kupo.

[Connor smiled at the moogle just then, the barest uptick of his lips under his hood.]

I am fine. You should help someone who is having a harder time.

Anthy Himemiya | Revolutionary Girl Utena

[flowershrine]

2/ Do you like your new life?

[The house was small and simple, filled with many little trophies and components she managed to trade for in her short time here. She built a reputation as an accurate fortune teller and people were willing to trade essentials for a glimpse into the future. Or at least the future they wanted to see.

There was a sudden crash as a floating creature flew out of the kitchen, chased by a tiny blue creature that squeaked it's displeasure.]

Kupo! My pom-pom isn't candy!

[Catching the little beastie mid jump, Anthy sighed at the antics of her two companions.]

Chu-Chu, I've told you not to chase poor Nanami around. He is helping us find our way in this new land.

[He familiar cast its eyes downward for a moment, truly chastised.]

Elena | Final Fantasy VII

[theturkspirit]

Elena didn't do Chocobos. Give her anything mechanical that did her bidding at the slightest move of the hand and she could manage just fine. But give her something with a mind of its own that was easily three times her size and Elena had a serious problem. What made things worse was the stubborn belief that she didn't need any assistance in taming the wild beast that she had managed to lure with the left behind Chocobo-Bait©. All while bogged down the newly acquired armor and large spear. Which, if she had to be honest, wasn't going very well at all.

"C-Calm down you stupid bird! I'm not - its not poking you!"

Elena is hardly showing the grace and agility known for her class in her desperate attempt to stay upright. A hand clutches firmly onto a mass of feathers at the chocobo's neck, legs tight against its middle, as it rears and wiggles, trying to toss its rider.

"The hell you will!"

Really, she ought to sign up for the Chocobo rodeo, the way she's still hanging on. She could win some serious gil.

[wear_tear_rust]

It took a bit for Angeal to learn how to ride one himself, or at least he relearned how. The years spent in SOLDIER hadn't allowed for much in the ways of riding chocobos. They were shuttled from place to place by vehicle. He was going at a pretty good click until his eyes caught sight of a struggling Elena.

While he didn't recognize her, nor had the two met, he couldn't just let someone suffer a terrible fall with a spear that big. The warrior spurred the flank of his chocobo and turned his feathery stead toward Elena.

He jumped off before his own chocobo came to a stop to calm the panicking chocobo.

"Whoa, easy." He offered some greens that he he had hidden in his pack and spoke in a soothing tone to the chocobo. He had the Buster Sword on his back and he refused to take on any other job other than warrior so he could wield it.

Queen Ashelia B'nargin Dalmasca | FInal Fantasy XII | Pre-Revenant WIngs

[desertbloomed]

Exploration/Getting Jobs is hard

"You're sure?" Ashelia looked at the entrance to the cave, arms crossed under her chest. "I daresay it looks like a somewhat meager offering."

"I'm sure, kupo," Merlose answered, consulting the map once more. "The research checks out. This is the place."

The queen brushed at her arms, a habit she had developed since being forced to wear sleeves. Practical they may be, but the garish red colour of her red mage outfit rubbed her the wrong way. She preferred her clothing more muted and demure, as far as colouring went anyway. She shook her head. Clothing should be the last thing on my mind. What she had was serviceable for the task at hand.

"Let us proceed, then. No sense in dallying about. We have several jobs to do." Ashelia drew her sword and strode towards the cave entrance, taking in a deep breath. Several people were depending on her to come back in one piece. She had to stay focused.

"Wait!" Merlose called out, snapping around to look at a nearby thicket of trees. "There's someone there!"

So soon!

Ashelia put her shield between herself and the trees, stepping in front of her moogle. "Who goes there? Reveal yourself or face my wrath!" There weren't many people who would be in an area this remote. Odds were it was one of the group of bandits that, according to the queen's leg work, had taken up residence in the cave system.

[rhapsoidein]

"There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds."

Genesis stepped out, quite enjoying her new White Mage outfit despite the fact that she had no offensive abilities still. She would have rather been a Red Mage but the moogle told her she had to wait a week longer before she could change her Job. Genesis decided she may as well earn some money and those who venture into places such as this could always use a healer, right?

"Face your wrath?" She snorted with a smirk. "You sure you want to harm someone who can very well save your life? I hear a healer is needed on jobs like this."

Shelke Rui | FFVII: Dirge of Cerberus

[thelasttsviet]

3: Ukulele de Chocobo

Shelke wasn't sure what had drawn to the chocobo ranch, after she had heard about it. She didn't have any particular interest in riding one, she was fairly certain she wasn't even large enough to do so. And yet when she had found out there was a whole ranch of the giant riding birds, she'd found herself wandering in that direction almost immediately.

Which was what brought her to the fence outside of their pen, her feet on the bottom rung and her arms folded across the top, watching the birds rushing about and grazing in the grass. For a moment, she probably even looked like a real little kid. But only for a moment.

Her time in Deepground had been devoid of most animals, besides the trained attack creatures they had bred down there. Chocobos had been things of stories and pictures and half-remembered moments from before she had been taken. She'd always thought they'd be bigger...

"Do you want to go ask about them?" Her moogle was perched a foot or so away from her on the fance, and Shelke's unnaturally blue eyes flicked towards the little bear for a moment, just a moment, before she shook her head.

"No."

It was mostly a lie.

5: I believe I can fly~

Since she'd come on board the airship, Shelke hadn't once bothered to go below deck. On the ships she had been on during the war (all...two of them), they hadn't had exterior decks, and she'd been trapped below, working or just waiting. This airship, with its open surface and large expansive view, was such a change that she didn't want to leave it for even a moment.

Not that she was admitting that, of course. There were tactical reasons to remain above deck, and with the absence of her powers, she couldn't simply turn invisible and sneak out when things became difficult, or rely on her speed to move her out of harms way. She would be much safer here, with more routes of escape.

So she told herself, anyway.

She wasn't exactly trying to be safe, at least at the moment, since she was sitting on a barrel probably much to close to the side of the ship, her luggage wrapped up and resting on the ground by her feet, a long, thin rapier tucked into the bundle of clothing and other essentials.

"You should be careful!" Her little moogle fretted, but she just shrugged and kept her attention on the scenery as she passed, occasionally leaning over to look at something below them.

Leaning over just a tad too far, perhaps...

but don't literally try to fly!

[heartundersnow]

Turbulence in an airplane felt a lot like bumps in a road. It seems this airship has about the same thing happen.

They hit a particularly rough patch of air, and at once Sweden's arm reaches out to steady the girl who was leaning so far over the side.

Once she is steady again he lets go quickly.

"Turbulence," he says by way of explaining his action.

He felt like it needed some explanation, otherwise being suddenly held by a tall man in the strong-looking Paladin armor would be intimidating for a young girl, right?

Cloud Strife | Final Fantasy VII | Post Advent Children Complete

[liveandforgive]

5.)

"Brrr...! It's a little chilly up here k-kupo! Seriously, how are you staying warm?"

Fluttering behind the young warrior leaning over the railing of the airship, he was used to being 'ignored' as it were. Though while Cloud had been here for some time, he still seemed to be getting adjusted to his new role. Although if his moogle had anything to say about it, he did learn to get used to his new armor and attire as a whole better! He wasn't sporting his usual attire from back home anymore and instead opted for a black armor piece with a surprisingly comfortable red cape that covered the lower half of his face just right. Kept him warm when it was cold out at least!

Like right now- though that may have had to do with the fact they were soaring high in the sky right now, on route back to Aqures Ixen after having journeyed as far south as he could go. He didn't have any true set goal in mind, only passing through as many places as he could in the search for the truth. But in the end, all he had to show for it was in the palm of his hand.



The light of the crystal seemed to stand as a beacon in the night sky, as if it could be used to call upon anyone else who could see it in the distance. Keeping it with him this entire time, he'd contemplated throwing it away when he couldn't abandon the terrible feeling that something was going to go terribly wrong thanks to this gem. On the other hand? It was a key, one of the only things that he arrived with, and as far as he could tell, his was unique. There wasn't anything else like it. It held some semblance of importance, the link to his own world... What stood between him and the calamity that awaited him and the rest of the heroes. Returning to where it all began for him was probably the best choice for him. That and crashing in his own bed without having to pay for an inn every time would be nice. Less use of tents too.

"One of these days, you're gonna drop that thing, and when you do--"

"Gimme a sec? M'trying to concentrate."

"Concentrate on what, your crystal kupo? What's that gonna do for ya?"

That was about the time that Cloud made a sudden 'urgh--' sound, as if he was gagging. ...or trying to keep something down. Such a badass visage, truly. Flying around to the blond's front, the moogle peered up at him from over the railing. "...don't tell me. You? Of all people, get air sick?"



Glaring at his companion for the remark, Cloud didn't seem too amused as he reluctantly put his crystal away. "Motion sickness, technically... Never usually get it this bad." He wasn't used to being so powered down and not having control over himself with powers either. The moogle sighed and shook his head before floating around to Cloud's backside. "Oh for kupo sakes. I feel like your caretaker! Not that I'm complainin' kupo."

"Sounds like you ar--what's that?"

"Oh am I bugging you, kupo?"

"..... I didn't say stop."

And so, his moogle continued to rub his partner's back, seemingly soothing Cloud's air sickness. If only a little bit. This may or may not have been a good time to either head inside and rest or to find a different kind of distraction. This wasn't a good time to be alone with his thoughts.

...he did give pretty good massages though.

Don't mind me I just stole all of your icons

[garbagedisposal]

Crossing the ship, he sees the young man being massaged by his moogle. Head cocking to the side in curiosity, he makes his way over with arms akimbo.

"Hey, you're looking a little green there. Are you gunna be alright?"

Sparks Nevada | Thrilling Adventure Hour

[red_planet_blues]

[2]
[There's one guy who definitely sticks out of the crowd. Maybe it's because there's not too many cowboy-looking folks around, or maybe it's the fact that instead of riding a chocobo, he's sitting on what looks to me a horse with robot legs and some rockets strapped to the back. There's also a large pair of robotic gloves slung over his shoulder, and a pair of pistols on his hips. Scratching his head, the man looks over a map and grumbles to himself in a gravelly voice.]

Alright, so... Where do I even start. This is ridiculous.

[7]
[There you are, riding a trail through a forest, minding your own business. You're on the watch for any monster that could pop out at any second! That's probably a good thing you were, since one just came flying out in front of you from the side of the trail. Not of its own will, though - something hit it and sent it soaring, and it's headed your way! Better duck or dodge fast, or you're going to get plowed by this thing.

There's a rustling from the brush, and a man appears from the direction the monster had come from. He's wearing those big robotic gloves and is chasing after the creature, when he sees that someone got bowled over by it.

Quick, Nevada, say something.]

I, uh.

[Yeah nice work, buddy.]

Crud.

7

[goddessofthesky]

[The last thing that Zelda is expecting is to have a creature coming flying out of a bush towards her. The only way she manages to dodge is by falling ungracefully to the ground. She is sitting on the dirt of the road when she sees the man follow the creature.

Her sight is transfixed at his strange attire before she eyes move over to the creature. She hopes at this point that it's down but you can never be to sure.

Zelda looks down at her clothes expecting her white dress to be covered in dirt by her fall. That is what she got for thinking white was a good traveling color. She is still getting used to the way things worked.]

Hello...

[Zelda is sitting on the ground looking up at him. She isn't sure what else to say. She moves to stand while trying to brush off as much of the dirt as she can manage.]

Manami Sangaku - Yowamushi Pedal

[vindr]

(7- Encounter)

[Out in the grassy plain where monsters roam, someone is laying down.
…It`s a dumb place for cloud-gazing.
The truth is, Manami isn`t looking at the sky for that. He`s been knocked flat by a walking-turtle-thing (Sahagin), and his wounds are bleeding slowly into the ground. His Dragoon armour is light but not very resistant, and the turtle was a bit much for him to handle alone. (But then, that part had kind of been on purpose.)

Perhaps you`re someone that his (slightly panicked) moogle found to ask for help, or a passer by. Either way, when you come closer you`ll see that this kid has a huge (ridiculous) smile plastered on his face.]

7

[goddessofthesky]

[Zelda follows the frantic moogle to the boy lying with his back against the earth. For being so wounded he looked way too happy, cocky almost and she couldn't help but smile at his expression.]

I don't suppose you need help?

[Her voice is gentle but she couldn't help but tease him. She kneels down next to him and cast cure. Mending as many of his wounds as she can.

The powers that filled her were still new but she is slowly getting used to them. Her weapons included a broad sword is strapped across her hip as well as the staff in her hand. She knows two skills though she prefers healing over anything else.]