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— Reply with a character you wish to test in the game'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. Besides, it seems this has occurred past month already-- Maybe some people who have been here for longer than you may help.

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/ Neighborhood woes
The government of Aqures Ixen is very sorry, but it seems there are too many of you Heroes of Light. Hence why there is no free houses left in district dedicated to housing you. This may also be why you're not alone in the house that was given to you. Hopefully you're not living with a mad villain plotting to take over the world late at night, and hopefully your neighbor isn't a singer who doesn't know how to sing. On the bright side, you may have someone very cool living with you and an artist next door! It's just not likely.

4/ Crystallis 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 Lure© so you can go and capture your own. You can find details on Chocobo Capture here.

5/ 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.

6/ A thing called Strike
In spite of how old-fashioned it is, Mognet is very useful and odds are that you may have become dependent on it. Hopefully not, because one local tradition seems to be Mognet Strikes. Nobody knows any more whether the Moogles have legitimate reasons to go on strike or if they are just lazy. But today, Mognet is down, and to get information you have no choice but going to the public board in the third district or in taverns.

7/ 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.

8/ 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.

9/ 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!

10/ 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.

11/ 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.

12/ Events of the Past
Missed an event you would have liked to participate in? The Test Drive Meme is the perfect place to play this event without being restricted by the game's chronology! Maybe you would have liked to capture a Chocobo during Crystalis de Chocobo, maybe you would have liked to be lost and attacked from all sides in the creepy Magitek Research Facility, or maybe you'd like to celebrate the Christmas of Crystallis. Yet again, maybe you would have liked to regain your true power and subsequently be on your path to death, as in The Night of the Thirteen Moogles. Or how about participating in Christmas at Crystallis or fighting in a war for the warriors among you?

13/ 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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Cierra ☀ Riviera: The Promised Land

[scarletwitchcraft]

———NEIGHBORHOOD WOES!

[On most days, there isn't a house with Cierra's name on it. Today has changed that, however. Whatever her roommate has been out doing...working hard, hardly working...they're going to come back to find that a scarlet witch has overtaken the kitchen. Ingredients of all kinds are stacked on the table, chairs, and counters.

A lot of these ingredients are blackened, but there seems to be a few complete dishes here and there.]

Let's try this again... [She's looking at a pot on the stove, a stove that isn't turned on, and holds out her hand.] ...Fire!

[And up the pot goes in flames.]

Oh, oh! Too strong, too strong! Let's see...Blizzard!

[Someone stop her.]


———GETTING JOBS IS HARD!

[Usually, it's safe to keep your eyes on the ground while you traverse Aqures Ixen. There are people at eye-level, for starters, and occasionally there are shiny items on the ground to pick up. Today just happens to be the one day where you want to be looking up, however, because Cierra has been asked to put up some flyers in order to earn a new Job.

And the wind has taken them right out of her hands, so she's currently on a roof trying to catch a few of them.]

Almost there, almost th...ah!

[And down she goes! And someone is standing right beneath her. Will they catch her? Will she land on them anyways? Or will they let her fall?

Don't be rude. ♥]

[dualized]

[ Marie hadn't been gone long, but when she came back, the kitchen as she knew it was gone. There were some things she didn't even recognize, and she was pretty sure there wasn't a clear space for anything left - not a chair to sit on or counter space to sit anything. ]

Ah--

[ But not everything was blackened so perhaps it wasn't entirely a--

Yeah, no, this was definitely no good. ]

A-are you okay?!

[ There's fire and snow and she's not sure if he should be pulling her out of the kitchen or what she should be doing. But she's concerned. If this keeps going they might both be in danger.]

Zelos Wilder | Tales of Symphonia | OTA

[unwantedchosen]

[ 2/ Do you like your new life? ]

Zelos could easily be found in one of the busier districts of Aqures Ixen. While he wasn't exactly happy to be here, it would be rude of him to show it. Rather than make a scene and force his way, Zelos chose a more subtle approach. One that just happened to involve women. The Chosen of Tethe'alla was making his rounds with all the lovely ladies in the area. Asking them how long they've been here, what it's like, and if they know of a way out. Oh, and maybe a compliment on their features every so often to keep the conversation.

The redhead seemed to show no interest in engaging with any of the guys, but he may humor them if they tried. Zelos' primary goal was to dig for information after all. Perhaps this was the lucky girl who had what he was looking for.

"Well, hello there, beautiful."

[ 8/ Exploration ]

"Blitzball?" There was a pause of disbelief. Yet here it was, happening right before him. "Who would play a sport like that?" Zelos was more talking to himself than anything. The sport seemed unrefined, and frankly boring. All they were doing was punting around a ball in a sphere of water. If anything, the water itself was more interesting. He wondered how they were able to contain it like that. Tethe'alla was rich in advanced technology, especially in comparison to Sylvarant, but Crystallis seemed to have an even more advanced stage of techology than even his home world.

"Ah, well. To each their own. I suppose." It's not like he'll waste his time watching it. More importantly, the Chosen was more interested the other things that could be found around here.

Re: Zelos Wilder | Tales of Symphonia | OTA

[spitfireprincess]

"Hello"

Sakura had just woken up and she had been looking for her friends. Her moogle hadn't provided any helpful information on that front so she hoped that his man would be kind enough to lend her a hand. The moogle floated in the air next to her with its little paws crossed over its chest.

"Do you live here?"

Zelman Clock | Black Blood Brothers | OTA

[crimsoneye]

[ 1/ Welcome to the world of Crystallis! ]

The reality didn't quite shatter to Zelman like it might have to some of the mortals around him. It didn't escape his noticed, that the qualities he had prior to coming here, no longer existed. The Old Blood was always very aware of his blood, and now he could no longer hear it. The attire he possesses also wasn't his own. Least to say, a usually well composed vampire was no longer in a good mood.

"Are you…listening? Kupo." Would be the words of his very unsure, and frightened moogle. Striking crimson eyes diverted their glance to the small creature.

"Crystallis you said it was?" In other words, he had been listening. Whether or not he wanted to accept it was another story. Surely the one responsible for this undoing will pay for their life. Since he was no longer in the Special Zone, let alone Earth. Such actions wouldn't be held against him.

"Yes, kup-- w-wait!" The small ball of fuzz chased after the redhead that abruptly took off. The moogle was torn between thinking his Hero was being proactive, or out to seek violence. It was a little hard to tell when Zelman wouldn't actually talk to her.

"You there."

Who ever happened to be within sight of Zelman was in danger of being interrogated to some extent. Not to say he would take their word for it, but he was more inclined to listen to a human, or humanoid like creature over the flying toy that followed him. Zelman will surely make use of that, a little later. While he may not have the qualities he once did, he apparently still had qualities to speak of, and despite his attractive appearance, his glance was as sharp as a blade. To the wrong person, he could be quiet intimidating.

Zelman Clock

[veggies4me]

"Huh?" Luffyko wasn't the type to be intimidated by just an intense stare. Instead she looked up at the man with a blank gaze. Her moogle was trying to pry itself out from between her strong hold as she wrestled with him.

She hasn't bothered for answers or questions just yet because the little ball of fluff talked! It must be some sort of toy.

Luffyko was happy to have her hat but her clothes had changed to a monks garb that she just decided to ignore for now.

Yuri Lowell ( Tales of Vesperia )

[troublefollows]

1 /

[ Yuri spins the weird crystal around between two fingers, looking at it from all angle. ]

...what a rag-tag group of 'heroes'. Hey. So what's really going on here? Because if this thing is the only reason we got chosen, then they really need to come up with a new set of qualifications.

[ If you ask him, the fact that he's here alone says something about their ability to make good choices. ]

5 /

Hey furball.

[ Oh. He's got something. Yuri picks up the stack of letters and leafs through them. ] Huh...

[ Seems like he's reading through them but after a short while... two out of three of them go into the trash after he casually read them. Should you choose to be nosy and pick them out of the trash, what you'll find is a complaint and a bill. Seems like this person has gotten himself into some trouble. Of course, if you asked him, it wasn't his fault the stuff got damaged. He'd actually been trying to do damage control, but... well, in the fight a few little things got broken... ]

Heh. It's tough being so popular.

[ If not, you might get the wrong idea. ]

8 /

[ Racing birds... hey, they're pretty good. He's not a betting man (with his luck, well...) but he does see the enjoyment in sitting back and watching. Never mind that he's making himself comfortable on the rail. It may or may not be acceptable - he doesn't seem concerned about it. It's a great seat. ]

1

[oldspyce]

Couldn't have said it better myself.

[Since of all the people they could have brought, they had to choose the most unorthodox.]

Don't suppose ya know what's goin' on, do ya?

[Yuri wasn't the only one without a moogle. Raven had one of his own, following in tow. They weren't the best at sourcing information either. As far as Raven could tell, they had a collection of answers that were general to the public, or bank of information they were allowed to tell. Nothing serious or gritty. Of course when nations like this try to seek help, they tended to keep out all the dirt. Raven was a little skeptical.]

Zoroko | One Piece [Rule: 63]

[63swords]

1/Waking

This certainly wasn't what she had expected when she went to sleep on the ship. She didn't particularly care about crystals or any such nonsense and now she had to find her way back to the ship.. because that always worked. She let out a sigh ignoring the spaztastic moogle that fluttered around her. Zoroko rested on wrist on her swords while using her free hand to grab the moogle.

"What are you?"

3/Neighborhood woes

She finally let her moogle guide her, granted it was only after pulling more information about the pirates in this city and what she heard didn't make sense. Zoroko sat on the couch with her feet up on a small end table as she softly snores on the couch. Her moogle sat on the end table trying to figure out what to do with her new hero.

8/Exploration

Go figure, the moment she begins to try and find her way she gets lost. Her eyes scan the cityscape as she ignores her moogles frantic calls and continues off towards the direction that she is pretty sure is correct.

"Damn.. where am I now?"

8/Exploration

[historiaflor]

There was something familiar about the appearance of the green-haired woman, almost to the point where the Archaeologist couldn't tell if the female was in costume or a little too inspired by the famous swordsman she'd been sailing with.

Not wanting to dismiss her curiosity, Robin approaches the younger looking woman, keeping her guard up in case this familiar looking appearance might be an insidious trap. Blossomed hands extend from her back, hiding behind her figure and out of sight, chance that moment might arise where they are needed.

"Excuse me.. I take it that you're lost?"

Prussia | Hetalia

[occupiesvitalregions]

[Random Encounter]
Sure, once upon a time, Prussia was strong. Really strong. But he hasn't been so in like 200 years and besides, now he's practically human and getting by with first level job classes. It's not nearly the same. As a well-practiced soldier, he could probably take down a golem or two on his own, but now four have him cornered and have gotten quite a few hits on him. The nation isn't about to back down no matter what, but he could really use some help before they pummel him into the dirt.


[Blitzball]
To anyone outside of this sworld, Bliztball is nothing short of jaw-dropping. Prussia is one such spectator, looking confused, surprised and jealous all at once. He immediately shakes down the nearest schmuck for information.

"This doesn't even make sense! How can you move underwater like that?!"


[At home]
Rooming with Prussia isn't easy, considering he's often an inconsiderate jerk. He's tidy, though, so it's unusal to see any of his stuff lying around. It seems he's dropped a journal on the floor and didn't notice. It very clearly reads "DO NOT TOUCH!!!!!" on the cover, but what could one little peek hurt?

What's inside is what is actually very detailed descriptions of things that have gone on since he's arrived, mostly talking about how awesome he was during all of it. There is clearly some embellishment going on. And hey, is that your name? And some embarrassing fact about you he's noticed? Seems that way!

Just as you're getting to the juicy parts, Prussia walks in, catching his roommate red-handed. He looks horrified and gives you a dramatic, accusatory point with a finger.

"H-HEY! What're you doing?! Didn't you see the cover?!"

Re: Prussia | Hetalia

[strongsmartsensual]

[The girl was thoroughly engrossed int the contents of the book when Prussia makes his grand gesture. She drops the journal, surprised, she turns around and starts rapidly talking.]

Nothing! I definitely wasn't stealing it and definitely wasn't looking forr secret writings about your friends!

Marie Parfacy | Gundam 00

[dualized]

( 2 )

[ It's not so much a shop as it is a place where Marie can help people. She goes out a lot for training purposes, and that means that she has a lot of opportunities to obtain items. Of course she keeps what she needs, but the extras? She offers up here - to new people, or simply those who need them. She doesn't ask for anything in return, although occasionally she does trades. And she's earned a good reputation because of that kindness. Of course, she doesn't have everything but as much as she offers items - she's also willing to offer information. At least... what she's learned so far. ]

...is there something I can help you with?

( 10 )

[When she'd gone to Jessie, she hadn't been sure what to expect, but she had told herself that she was prepared for whatever it was. Hearing that she'd be searching some ruins, she'd even been a bit intrigued. But once she'd begun, she realized that this would definitely be a lot more difficult for her now then it would have been prior to coming here. Her strengths were gone, as was Soma. But she wasn't going to give up so quickly.

Reaching a dead end, the found that the only way to go... was up.

Anyone else exploring around there who hadn't noticed the space above... might see a piece of rock come down. Or feel it.

She's having a tough time of it, but she's making progress. The falling rock, however, was a result of her losing her footing, grunting softly as she looked for a new place to put her foot. ]

Re: MarKus Haley (From a SRW RP that featured Gundam 00 )

[2hell_weride]

(2)

MarKus was prepping up for another expedition of finding more rare and useful materials than just boring-ass iron. However upon seeing the silver?-haired maiden, MarKus gives her an extended stare, and a more quizzical one when she speaks to him.

"You sound SUPER familiar..." he says, but has very little context on saying so, especially since you don't just go around asking people '"Do you know Gundams?"'.

Selphie Tilmitt ♪ Final Fantasy VIII ♪

[selphie_t]

[1/ Welcome to the world of Crystallis!]

Having the world close in all around you after fighting so hard to protect your home, leaves Selphie full of dread and a fear of the unknown. It's hard for her to determine left from right in this void she's in much less comprehend the gnawing feeling in the pit of her stomach. If their world had collapsed, then they'd all failed.

They'd be stuck wandering in the void of Time Compression for the rest of their days before the sounds of a voice came to Selphie's ears and a bright light just out of reach. It kept calling her closer and even though the perky brunette wanted to find her friends, her family first and foremost, she was oddly compelled toward the golden light and the gentle lull of a voice calling her name. Eventually, Selphie's hand closed around the light and it dawned on her that she was holding something that felt so surreal and important that she pressed the object close to her chest.

She woke with a start and stared into the eyes of a creature of myth. The two stared at each other, blinking the confusion out of their eyes before Selphie's head tilted to the right. She reached out a finger and tentatively poked the creature as she smiled shyly at it.

"Moogle...?"

"Kupopo!" It exclaimed excitedly. "It's about time you woke up, kupo!"

Selphie sat there quietly, absorbing the information that the little moogle provided before she decided to move out and survey this new world.

[5/ A thing called Mognet]

Learning how they communicated in this world had baffled Selphie at first. She was far more accustomed to message boards and emails than carefully recited messages from her Moogle Friend or having to write responses out by hand. Perhaps someone will stumble across her as she tries to collect her thoughts in the hopes of finding a familiar face?

Then again... She's always open to other interpretations and she might just send out idle doodles to random people on a whim.

.... >.> 1?... but not an immediate reply

[loudestseed]

Damn, he must have screwed up somewhere! This was not where he wanted to be... what time was he in? How was he going to get back to where or when he needed to be? And what the hell was up with that strange crystal?! These thoughts were the first to go through Zell's head before his moogle had a chance to explain everything.

But okay, maybe he didn't screw up. Maybe it was just some other force of magic that pulled him to this place. This moogle certainly seemed to think so, though she couldn't say where his friends might be and he was left to wonder if they were able to make it back okay.

After he had been fully briefed (though it was weird to recieve it from a moogle) on what was going on and why he was here, he set out to survey the city and see what others thought of it all. That was when he heard a pretty familiar voice, though she had probably heard his first during some period of time when he was talking to the moogle.

"Yo, Selphie!" He jogged up to her, surprise and a little bit of relief showing on his expression. "Man, I thought I was the only one who ended up here!"

Nami - One Piece

[navigatortotheking]

7/Air Ship

"So their are air ships? I bet Luffy would love to see that." Her voice was calm as she inspected the ships around her. Her moogle floated by her side informing her of the nature of these ships. "Right. Let's go then."

"What!"

Nami looked back at her moogle with a smile. "Well if we are to find Luffy and the others we are more likely to find them on a ship. Besides, there is no better navigator."

11/Triple Triad

Give her a card game that could involve earning money and she was in heaven. She fanned the cards in front of her face before sliding her play across the table.

"I win. It looks like you owe me quiet a bit now."

Nami's smile was unmistakably evil as she searched for her next opponent. Once she got a hang of the game it was so easy for her to win. There was a small crowd gathering around the cat burglar but she paid it no mind as she added to her collection of gil.

11/ Triple Triad

[onemorequestion]

"That a fact? Well, seems as though I do, Miss. I'll uhh.."

The Detective has a worried look on his face, holding it for a moment as he reaches to try and fetch his purse of Gil. To his surprise, however, the parcel is no longer on his waist band.

"That's funny.. A second ago it wa-.. Hmm. You know, I'm going to have to sign you an I.O.U. It looks like I left my change at home. I hope you'll forgive me. I suppose I'm not too good with remembering these sorts of things. My wife is always telling me, "if it weren't for me, you'd lose your head. Then where would you be?" I gotta' say I'm a little embarrassed, but- I hope you don't mind. You can send the note to the Constable's Office and I'll be sure to make good on the earnings, of course."

[veggies4me]

2/ LIKE? I LIKE FOOD

The first thing that the young pirate did when she woke up was find something to eat. There were many food carts but they all only had meat which was okay she supposed. She'd eat anything but that wasn't what she was looking for. After a few moments she spotted a garden and jumped over the fence pulling at the green leaves that sprouted from the ground.

With a swift tug she held a purple looking carrot and smile. "This looks great!" Luffyko bites into the vegtable while taking a seat in the middle of the garden.

"That's not yours! Kupo. You can't eat it!

The girl just continues to much with a wide smile. "Why not?"

10/ JOBS

"WHY DO I HAVE TO DO THIS!?" Luffyko shouted at the little wind up toy almost stopping her feet on the ground. "I'VE SAID IT BEFORE! I'M A PIRATE." While she was enjoying this new place she didn't have time to stick around. She had to find her crew, then again they would be fine without her for a little while.

"Right now you're a monk. Kupo."

She threw her arms out to the side. "I AM NOT!?"

10/Jobs

[therichestduck]

There was an awful amount of din coming from the direction of the fountain, the sort of noise that would bring a headache to an old pair of ears. As the sound of yelling rattled in his head, the cane touting duck turned in the direction of the unwarranted argument, giving his own opinion when none had been asked for.

"Would ye' stop your confounded blathering!? You're liable ta' wake the dead, Missy, if ye' dinae stop your going on like that! Curse me kilts-! I can barely hear meh own thoughts with yew making such a fuss!"

The man of short stature adjusts the scarf around his neck, tossing it over one of his shoulders while he waddles away from the pair. A pair of spectacles rest at the edge of his bill, glinting slightly in the setting Sun as he looks back and forth at his new surroundings.

"Now.. Where was I? ... Ah-! Yes! Me lucky dime!"

Feathered mitts pad down the clothing he wears, a quick inspection of his pockets to see that his most treasured possession had come along with him.

Zell Dincht | Final Fantasy VIII

[loudestseed]

1 - Welcome!

He may have been a little loud in his questions that new arrivals usually give, but give the guy a break, he thought he might have screwed up somewhere in trying to get out of time compression! Luckily his moogle was very patient with him and explained in great detail (or as much detail as she knew) what was going on and how he ended up here.

It was weird for him to hear this all from a moogle, but she wasn't bad. Still, he looked around for others, to see what they would have to say about all this. It never hurt to really make sure. "Yo! S'up, so ah, what is this place?" And what time is it, he wanted to ask.

His moogle spoke up instead, before the other person could speak. "I already told you. Would you like to hear it again, kupo?"

He looked back at his moogle. "Nah, you don't have to. I just wanna hear it from someone else..." That was okay, right? It wasn't like he was an expert on moogle expressions or anything, but she didn't look offended. She just fell silent for the other hero to answer.


3 - At House

This was his room now. No one else could have it. Okay, he would share if he had to; he was used to it from spending years at Garden and then traveling with others to try and save the world and everything, but c'mon, who wouldn't want their own room? He just hoped that if he did have to share it, they'd keep it clean. He had no problems cleaning, but he didn't really want to clean up after someone else he didn't even know! Maybe he should see if any of the others were around? They should talk, get to know each other if they'd be living with each other for a time...

But on his way back towards the living room, his stomach gave a rather embarrassing growl. He'd been so focused on taking in as much information as possible since he arrived here, and setting up for staying here for a time, he completely forgot to eat anything! He detored to the kitchen, moving a little faster than what was necessary. "I wonder if they got hot dogs here?" He spoke to no one in particular. Just the thought made him excited. "They're probably not as good as Balamb Garden's, but it feels like forever since I last had one!"


12 - WTF, IT'S THE X-ATM105!!!!!?!?!?!???????!

Zell fought his way through the hoards of Imperial soldiers, flitting in and out of parties as they made their way in different directions. Fortunately he was currently in one when he saw it. "WHAT THE HELL?! How'd that thing get here?! We trashed it a long time ago!" So shocked he was to see the thing (with no Quezacotl to help them out), he wasn't paying attention to the attack that was coming right at him from one of the other enemies. Maybe not the best SeeD-trained display there, but he never thought he'd see that damn thing again!

3!

[fusedshadows]

"Even if they did -- " have whatever he was talking about here in Crystallis, "I wound't get used to those kinds of luxuries if I were you," slamming her book shut, Midna rose from the couch, levitating at eye-height. Perhaps he hadn't seen her since her... current stature made her easy to miss -- but it was pretty hard to ignore what was now a floating imp.

"This isn't some kind of vacation, don't think that it's all going to be fun and... hot dogs." Book tossed to the side, she crossed her arms over her chest, her one visible eye looking him over. "Well, it looks like we're back on track with the arrival of so-called heroes, hm? Who are you?"

[thehandhungers]

[7/ I believe I can fly~]

Airships! Airships! This was so much cooler than flying Wyverns. Okay, maybe not that much cooler. Still, this was pretty cool. Moving to the bow of the ship, Owain braves the potential fall to climb up and find up a nice place to stand. With the wind whipping at his clothes, he poses and begins talking.

"And then, the bravest adventurers hath taken to the ruddy skies, leaving their friends and loved ones behind without the faintest hint if they'll ever see them again. The lowly crew silently stewed upon their fates as they headed towards that ominous sun set, knowing only that enemies and death awaited them at their destination."

What crew or group of adventurers he was referring to was a mystery as he's currently got not allies or friends standing around. In fact, it's hard to tell who he is even talking to.

7

[navigatortotheking]

A pencil when sailing through the air hitting the boy in the back of his head.

"Quit your yammering! I'm trying to work!"

Nami went back to her maps glancing up at the sky at the suns position as they traveled across the clouds. This really was a different world but she was still determined to use her skill to the fullest. Her moogle fluttered around her to try and see what she was doing but the little ball of fuzzy was promptly pushed away.

The Undertaker | Kuroshitsuji | I'm so sorry, everyone

[undertaking_4u]

3. Neighborhood Woes

The Undertaker leaned on a fence outside of his new home. He did not have any particular grief with his new roommates; in fact, he liked them quite a lot. He had offered to make them custom-fit coffins and everything. Alas, they did not seem to return his housemately affections.

He supposed it was just the jar of preserved eyes that broke the camel’s back.
The silver haired man gave the jar in question a look and a little twist, sending the eyes in question (geezard, not human, he seriously did not understand what all the fuss was about) swirling around in circles within their formaldehyde prison. He sighed.

“Perhaps a mimic’s eyes would compliment the décor more,” he said aloud, directed at the jar of eyes.

9. A Random Encounter (He probably counts as one…)

Two eerie yellow lights shone out from one of the darkened alleys of the city slums. They flicked every once in a while, but otherwise, no noise or movement came from the shadows.

Anyone passing by might see them as they pass, but unfortunately, if they are not watching closely, they will most likely not hear as the source of those lights draw closer. Undertaker is having so much ~fun~ with the instinctive abilities of his new vampire abilities.

Passersby might feel a light touch across their backs as the Undertaker runs a tailor’s tape along their shoulders. There’s no harm in being prepared, in case they find themselves in need of his services.

10. Jobs…well, sort of

With doctors and white mages keeping watch, and Heroes in and out visiting fallen comrades, it is rare to find a room in the hospital completely unguarded quiet. But somehow, the Undertaker has done so, and is seizing the opportunity to study one of the crystalized Heroes without any interference. Out of the various pockets of his vampire cloak, he pulls a scalpel, several jars, a saw…the usual tools.

Before he attempts to do anything drastic to the unfortunate Hero, he stops to take measurements, jotting them down on a scrap of parchment. This is a learning experience, after all. Notes taken, he takes up the scalpel, giggling wildly as he leans over the Hero’s cot…

3

[hiddenedges]

His new housemates were a strange group, although Kenshin found himself really not sure if he wanted to share so much space with these people. It didn't help that the house they were assigned to looked too much like a Westerner's house, with the strangely cut off rooms and the odd furniture. On top of that, the strange shinobi clothing he woke up in - Koneko told him it was actually the Ninja uniform to go with his Job, not that there was that much differences between the two - was just too much strangeness on top of everything else.

The jar of eyes was just too much for him to deal with and he had just decided to let the others voice their displeasure, even though a part of him wondered about the strange man. He had known people that would keep souvenirs of battles - fingers or toes, ears or hair - and he always wondered why. Eyes though, especially those preserved in a jar, reminded him of alchemist shops and doctors, of Megumi and her strange powders and sly laughs, and he decided to follow the person outside instead of join in with the others and their complaints.

"One wonders," he said, hand resting naturally on the hilt of his sakabatō. "If there is something important with that jar, that one does."

Gaston | Disney's Beauty and the Beast

[roughlybargesized]

2) The door to the pub smacked into the wall with a heavy thud as Gaston threw it open. His chin and chest lead the way as he strode inside, a heavy spear flung over his shoulder and his moogle trailing behind. "Very good...Lefoupo was it? This is a fine place to settle for a meal and a drink."

"Of course Master Gaston, kupo! You asked for the best hunters lodge and here it is."

"Excelent." Gaston strode to the bar and thumped his fist down on the wood. "Barkeep! A mug of ale and five dozen eggs! I need to keep my strength up after all seeing as I'm one of your Heroes."

9) Gaston was not pleased. He was the best hunter in his corner of France, if not the whole country. He was he a HERO here. Why was he having trouble fighting a wolf? If only he had his musket. Then he'd show this beast what for.

This Beast.....

Growling, he gritted his teeth and thrust the spear out, just clipping the wolf, drawing blood but it was only a glancing blow. Once he returned to his home he would slay that Beast and get Belle to marry him. If Lefoupo was right he would become strong enough to stand toe to toe with that monster. Next time HE'D be the one throwing that creature from the roof.

"Master Gaston! Are you all right, kupo?"

"J-just fine Lefoupo! I'm a Master Hunter after all. This is nothing for me!"

13) Later, at the library



Gaston isn't there



What were you expecting? Seriously.

2

[100lesspuppies]

"Eggs. What a disgusting notion."

His voice was had a pleasant accent with suave edge to it. He chuckled softly turning from the bar with a stunning grin. His black and white hair was perfectly placed as he moved his gloved hands to his glass. He sipped at a decent vintage of wine but of course nothing he's found her was quite up to his tastes.

Haruko Haruhara | FLCL

[ukelelenogood]

4

[Haruko was never a big fan of fantasy crap. It always had too many big, dumb made up words and too many stupid looking creatures to it. Like this big, stupid looking bird here. She didn't understand the purpose to making chickens this damn big because while she could go for some extra crispy this size was ridiculous. Haruko had spent a good bit of time circling the creature, lifting its wings and legs up and inspecting it, wondering how to cook and eat it best. Hell, she got to take one home, she could probably live on it for a month or so.

She had to admit: learning that she was supposed to ride the thing? Best surprise she had gotten in a while.

Sorry Aqures Ixen, but there's a pink-haired woman tearing ass down the streets of town, pushing this big dumb turkey as fast as it will go, it's feet beating hard upon the cobbled stone of the city.

Haruko, meanwhile, is just laughing her ass off as she swings a guitar around at her side.]

Hey! Move outta the way! Move it!

[It might not be a bad idea to do what she says.]

9

[You're just walking down the street when suddenly you're pushed to the ground. When you get up?

There's a lanky, pink-haired woman in front of you, playing a tune on her guitar and making noises with her mouth to go along with it.]

Dadadadadadadadada dadadada DADADADA!

[She seems content to bob to the beat as she puts on this ludicrous performance before leaning back and, taking the guitar in both hands, trying to hit you in the head with it.]

9

[melnics]

Ooof! ( all right, so meredy hadn't expected the sudden shove to the ground. as she winced, she took a moment rub the back of her head with a soft ) Baiba... what was...

( first one eye opened, with a -- ) Eh...? ( the music wasn't bad! in fact, she was really getting into it! until she saw a guitar coming down on her... ) I-iyahhh!

( she shielded herself with her arms, as a moogle suddenly zipped between the two of them, trying to grasp the neck of the instrument with its tiny paws -- ) Hey, don't do that, kupo!

Lt. Columbo | Columbo

[onemorequestion]

5/Mognet

The flying ball of stuff and fluff had done well to give him the facts, even if the drab looking gentleman didn't seem much for getting a grasp on things. Relying more on things at sight than by conversation, the Lieutenant had asked for his new companion to direct him to the hub of mail and memos. Arriving, the Detective reels his head back, putting a hand to his forehead as he watches in awe of the rushing employees flying to and from to ensure that the personal packages and parcels are delivered on time.

"Well, gee, Mister Moogle, isn't that something? You have this whole mail thing down pat. Back home, you know, they're pretty efficient, but I'm sure you folks here could teach 'em a thing or two. Incredible. Just incredible. So, uhh-.. if I could ask you just one thing, ehh-.. these Moogles, like yourself, do they.. come from somewhere specific? I don't want to assume, you know, just being a normal fellow and all. My wife, she tells me I'm magical at times, but you? You've got me beat, for sure."

- - - - - -

10/Jobs

"Uhh- excuse me, Miss? Am I to understand that with this here crystal thing I'm a- what did you call it? A mage? I don't hafta' fill out any forms, any protocol, any sort of paper work in order to be an official mage of sorts? You see, back where I'm from, there's this whole process of training and going through schooling in order to become a cop, so I uhh- I was just wondering how that whole business works, you know. Call me curious. I hafta' say, if it hadn't been for my wife, I don't know what I would'ah done while I was in the academy. Guess my work'll be cut out for me here."

The former detective feels a slit bit of sadness as he clutches the crystal inbetween his fingers like a cigar. Something about holding it in such a manner made him feel more at ease, even if it did look rather peculiar to those passing by.

"Say.. While I'm here, you mind if I.. you know, inquire about something 'ere? I got to thinking, since I'm standing here, and you're doing a fantastic job with helping out and explainin' and all of that, but.. You don't suppose you might have a rock back there that'll let me be a detective, do you? I figure, I'm best at what I do, and what I do is detective work, you understand, don't you? A guy like me trying to do parlor tricks would just be a mess, and I'd hate for an error on my end be a problem for you fine folks here at the uhh-.. well, your office, I'll say."

10

[hiddenedges]

There comes a point in his life when he really had to question why people always mistake him for a woman at first glance. Kenshin knew he wasn't the brawniest or masculine of men, but still, he wasn't that pretty. Then again, given that the Ninja Job's default uniform covered everything but his eyes and his long ponytail, he shouldn't get too mad at people and their assumptions.

Pulling off his mask - reminding himself later that he needed to talk Koneko into returning his clothing as well as his sword - Kenshin faced the older man and smiled. His questions seem reasonable enough, although Kenshin wondered if he had listened to his moogle or wanted a confirmation. Or maybe it was a test? He didn't know, but he was still going to be polite.

"One was told that one will know how to do their Job, that they will," he said, giving a slight bow as he talked. "The crystals are able to guide one, that they are."

Koneko settled on his shoulder, her wings brushing the side of Kenshin's face as she giggled and pointed towards the sun. "You don't need a Crystal, kupo. We have police stations that would love experienced officers!"

Scrooge McDuck | Scrooge McDuck/The Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck

[therichestduck]

13/Wildcard

"SHOE SHINE! GET YER SHOE SHINE HERE FOLKS! Best cleaning service this side o' the Mississippi! McDuck cleaning services will see that your boots, your clogs, your slip ons, whatever fancies your feet, will be cleaned to the brightest shine in no time flat!"

The elderly looking duck barks out the advertisement with a loud cry, the sort of volume that could easily grab the attention of those still lying in crystal stasis. Behind the short-stack of wit and hard work is a rather odd looking contraption, molded together with rope and other knick-knacks so obviously plundered from the local heap. Belts and fashioned cords weave together to sit before a row of three chairs, allowing many different individuals to sit while, to the keen eye, the self-employed duck would pedal while positioned atop the crudely made cycle. Off to the side sits a single chair, left there for any single patron in place of the expected crowd that would gather.

"1 Gil a shine! The most affordable service you could ask for!"

He'd started from the bottom, lived in the barrel and climbed his way out to fortune. While he missed the comforts of Duckburg, longed to know the smell of printed mint and molded coin, the years of hard work and sweat had instilled in Scrooge the strongest of ethics when it came to making his place in the world. It was a new frontier, a new road for him to embark upon, and there was no one who would stop him from getting back the rightful title of "richest duck", even if he was an entire world away from home.

"Experienced hands that'll leave you the envy of every man, woman and child! A seasoned shoe-shiner who'll take care of any mud, grim, dirt, and grit that sullies your favorite footwear!"

Lady Palutena | Kid Icarus Series

[purposefuldanger]

7/The Airship

Leading a life where flight had been a natural ability had spoiled the Goddess for what many sought and believed to be a rare commodity. To travel aboard a vessel, created by the hands of mortals, was quite the thrill. It painted her ability to fly as something she wished she hadn't taken for granted, lamenting the canvas she'd stretched over years of never considering that one day she might not have the chance to embark upon the clouds and the skies which nurture them. The emerald haired woman stands besides the bow of the craft, looking out and over into the horizon which blended into a multitude of colors that fuzed together to create the most alluring picture. It was tranquil, not the sort of hurried travel that usually kept her eyes in front of her. It was a leisurely stroll, ample time given to digest the setting and savor the wondrous scents and sights that pleased her eyes beyond any sculpture she'd been gifted.

"Pit.. I wonder if you're keeping out of trouble."

Selvaria Bles - Valkyria Chronicles

[axisvalkyria]

1/Arriving in Crystalis

The architecture held many similarities to the buildings and offices back in the central hub of the Imperial government. That little solace keeps the usually collected soldier at ease, but unfortunately not by much. Unsure of whether some divine intervention had brought her to this illusory world, or that the explosion had ended her life and sent her to the oddest of realms as a result of her actions, the silver-haired sword hand is all but lost as she looks from side to side like a deer in the headlights. Training was lost, left in the recesses of her mind while she feels a panic swell in her chest.

However, even in the dire circumstance of arriving in an unknown land, the woman keeps to herself. Steeled lips remain closed, not so much as suggesting the need for aide, but anyone passing her could tell that she's lost. She's frightened, uneasy, and possibly hostile, or at least that's the impression her eyes give as people draw closer to her person.

- - - -

3/Housing

The poor soul who has to put up with the high and mighty attitude of a woman bred in hierarchy has no idea what they are in for. A single boot kicks in the front door of the run-down looking housing. Living on the battlefield meant housing conditions might often be nothing but a blanket and the clouds above as your roof, but being the elite soldier that she was, Selvaria had often managed to secure herself warmer accommodations compared to where the grunts and other officers hung their helmets. Being a lap dog to the Emperor had it's perks, but unfortunately without Maximillian here to aide her, she was left to wherever the government saw fit to place her.

"This house is now under rule of an officer of his majesty, the Emperor Maximillian of the Imperial Forces. If you have any objection to this claim, speak now, so I might sever your tongue from your mouth and toss it in the bin where it belongs.."

3) Housing

[shinrasfinest]

There is a certain staccato urgency brought about when a boot kicks a front door open. The lock had needed to be changed anyway but now that might have to be brought to the top of the priority list.

Sephiroth was on his feet in an instant and stood in the doorway leading into the kitchen as Selvaria haughtily presided over the entrance hallway to their home. He hadn't his sword, but had retrieved a knife from the kitchen - hidden as it was bent up along the outside edge of his left forearm for now.

"I'd stand down, if you know whats good for you."

She had said Imperial Forces right? Sephiroth -not to mention all of the populace- would have noticed if Aqures were under siege by the Herans and it were a perfectly calm morning. That so, this needed to be gotten to the bottom of.

Lucina | Fire Emblem Awakening

[not_marth]

11/Blitzball

"If finding housing isn't to your liking, perhaps we might find something to take your mind off of the present circumstances?"

".. A game? You must be joking-"

The masked gentleman looks up to the awning that hangs above the entryway leading up and into the stadium. The familiar sound of cheering and taunts floods his ears, bringing him back to the chance encounter he'd shared in the Colosseum with warrior known as Chrom. While there was no echoing of matching blades or spells causing explosions, the hidden visage of the male gives a slow nod to the hovering creature, a faint smirk coming to his lips.

"Though, I suppose watching what sorts of customs these people take part in wouldn't hurt. Very well. Lead the way, Ike."

- - - -

8/Exploration

He stood out like a sore thumb, his mask drawing more attention than he'd cared to bring. Like an outhouse in the desert, Marth was certainly an outlandish looking gentleman considering that his face was hidden by the ornate decorations of a dark blue mask. Eyes are covered, invisible through the small ports which are cast into the disguise, fashioned to look more like a pair of butterfly wings than a simple means to keep his identity hidden. The purposes for remaining anonymous had no bearing in this realm, yet he'd arrived with the accessory on his face. His assumption was to best keep it that way, at least for now.

Walking through the city streets, poking his head into allies and beaten paths, there was much of this realm to explore. It was only a matter of time before some one called upon the odd looking man, making Marth worry and wonder on just how one might answer such questions.. or to even pay them any mind at all.

11/Blitzball

[thehandhungers]

Owain walks over, seeing the familiar blue hair that adorns most of his cousins and ancestors of a more direct line than his own. Noticing the mask, though, he knows better than to speak in too familiar terms. Whatever the reason this time, he just walks up to see what has drawn the blue-haired one out.

"Blitzball? A fitting sport for the great heroes of this land, don't you think? To test ourselves against others like us. I'd join, but alas, such fun is not for those cursed as I. To lose myself in such a game can only lead to despair should my vigilance falter. My sword hand may awaken and strike down those who came just for entertainment."

He shakes his head and offers a wistful smile.

"So, hero, shall you test yourself in my stead? I may enjoy watching the show even if it saddens me that I can never be a part of it."

Crue De Vil | 101 DalmatiansAU

[100lesspuppies]

1)

He clicked his tongue looking out over the new world he has found himself in. He understands what the little creature was telling him but he couldn't help but smile at this new situation. He flicked his cigarette wishing that he had more than just the pack that he woke up with while smiling evilly at the moogle. A thin boney hand reaches up and gently glides a finger down the moogles cheek.

“Your fur is absolutely amazing. Have you thought to sell it?” His voice was suave but dripped with an awful intent as he eyed up his guide. The poor thing was shaking in the air scared stiff by his so called hero.

2)

It took some time for the gentleman to find clothes to his fitting. Sadly this world was bare of furs though he certainly enjoyed the suit he was able to procure. His moogle was helpful and he supposed he would keep the little thing around until his help has run out. Then he would bask in the luxuriousness of his soft fur. He was sure there was a market for such a thing but he didn’t want to let his intentions be completely found out.

He put on a friendly smile which came easy to him as he approached an amiable traveler on the streets.

“Excuse me. Would you be kind enough to tell me more of this world? I’m afraid my guide is lacking in some knowledge.” The truth was his moogle was too scared to do more than answer yes or no questions.

Auron -- Final Fantasy X -- OTA

[nofarplaneyet]

1 -- Welcome to the new world

*He would have thought it was some kind of last minute vision on account of death but no. Now he'd gone into yet another world. Thankfully it seemed more solid than Zanarkand, but Auron could do without the hero worship. It hadn't applied the first time and it certainly wouldn't apply this time. On the plus side, he could feel his heart beating, something he'd missed. It seemed like the only thing for it would be to ask around and get information from whoever he could.*

Do you mind if I ask you a question?


3 -- Neighborhood Woes

*Auron used to be a monk, so he tended to keep his living area clean and liked a little peace and quiet. So it wasn't a surprise that Auron had to go to the house next door yet again.*

I don't care if you're wrestling or killing each other in there. Knock it off!

*He looked old enough to yell at people to get off his lawn. Apparently Tidus used up all his patience for living so close to people.*

11 -- This world is subject to unrelenting pain and suffering.

Blitzball? *Auron looked up at the stadium and the stands, but the teams playing were none Auron had ever heard of. He'd turned into a fan thanks to raising a certain young blitzball player and knew all kinds of random facts about the sport.*

I think I like this place more already. *And to think, it was a league where Jecht or Tidus wasn't. He'd have to stop in just to see who the star players were.

11

[grandsummon]

It was like déjà vu all over again. In the crowded area of the blitzball stadium, Yuna was trying to push her way through the masses, the glimpse of a familiar red coat propelling her forward. "Excuse me, pardon me," she tried her best to worm her way through openings that the moving bodies provided, and finally, with some luck, managed to come out of the other side, just a few feet away.

Her heart beat heavily in her chest. Would he be angry with her? Disappointed that she had disappeared from the pilgrimage? Even so, even if it meant possibly being reprimanded... "S... Sir Auron!" she cried into the sea of voices, hoping to catch his attention.

Kaiji Ito | Ultimate Survivor Kaiji

[genius_idiot]

[Around town]

There's a young man wandering around town who looks almost shellshocked. A moogle floats behind him, attempting futilely explain the situation to him, but it seems like he's barely hearing her. He meanders through the streets of the Third District, soaking in his radical change of scenery.

This can't be for real. There's no way. This has got to be some dream, some sort of weird escapism cobbled together by his over-exhausted mind.

"Kupo, have you heard anything I've said, Mister Kaiji...?"

"Huh? Oh, uh... Sorry." Kaiji is still only barely paying attention to her. Instead, he stops the next person coming his way, which is most likely another Hero approaching the Crystal to greet the newbies.

"Hey. You're from here, right?"


[Triple Triad]
Aqures Ixen is hosting an open tournament today, welcoming all beginners and veterans alike. Kaiji has decided to give the game a whirl. After a few hands he seems to be getting the swing of things, and is looking pretty confident. When it was time to find a new opponent, he approaches someone who seems like they're looking to start a new round as well.

"What do you say? Up for a round?"


[Chocobo Forest]
Kaiji usually doesn't have good luck, ever. But today seems to be different, as he has managed to find a chocobo that's not only friendly, but downright playful. It gives him a lot of affectionate kwehs and even tries to preen him. Kaiji seems a bit overwhelmed by this whole idea. Back at the chocobo farm, he's looking for some advice.

"Okay, so, now what do I do with it? ...Are they all like this?"

[scarletwitchcraft]

On the other side of the forest, Cierra isn't having any luck meeting a Chocobo herself. It might have to do with the fact that she's trying to feed them homemade herbal treats, but she's wandering around with a disappointed expression on her face until she runs into Kaiji. She blinks, looks over at his Chocobo, and then breaks into a wide smile.

"Oh, this one is really cute! I haven't seen any like him yet. Is he yours?"

Doji Makoto | Legend of the Five Rings

[littlemak]

[At the marketplace.]

A young man stands in front of an herbalist's stand, his arms folded neatly in a pristine robe of blues and whites which bear an icon of a crane. Even though he seems entirely out of place, he is the pinnacle of composure; speaking calmly and evenly with the shopkeeper. Listening hard or approaching him, one could hear the conversation.

"...looking for specific blends? I am partial to Orchid Petal and Valley's Bounty..."

"...can one truly determine a tea's quality simply by the color of the brew..."

"...denying one of my station even a sample of your wares, I can offer a writ from my Clan coffers if need be..."

[In the new house.]

Makoto sits quietly in seiza on a pad in the room of his new home. This place is far removed from any lodging I have ever stayed at... even the poorest inn in Crab lands has provided finer accommodations for a Clan's champion than this. He turns his head to look out of the open window into the town, absently slipping an ornate fan of silver threads from his robe and gesturing it open. I fear that this heat will not let up for some time. Perhaps this town offers a tailor and foreign fabrics with which to fashion me a lighter kimono.

If there are others in the same home, he has not addressed them since he has arrived. Though, he does not appear to be upset at all; perhaps he is mute? It is only clear to onlookers that each of his movements have been incredibly precise.

Marketplace

[thehandhungers]

The young man who approaches to stand beside him carries himself with far more importance than his appearance supports. Owain slaps Doji on the shoulder in what he thinks is a friendly gesture and talks loudly, seeming without care that they are all close enough to hear things clearly.

"Hail, shop keeper. The man here just wants a sample of your fine wares. I am sure if no coin is produced, I can offer my services in return. A fair trade and barter if you would, from a legendary hero to you."

Owain grins and poses, his hand in front of his face. There is no sign of shame over how ridiculous this actually looks on a swordsman like himself.

"For this hand holds within the power to create and destroy. I can mend your shop or lay waste to the entire continent. Only through sheer willpower can I keep it from following through with the latter."

Lina Inverse | Slayers Try | Be gentle, yeah?

[destroysdarklords]

[3 | Neighborhood woes]

[She's far from being a chef, but she can make do. Living on the road made it so you had to learn how to fend for yourself. Defend yourself from bandits. Get your own food. Cook it to the point that you don't get sick and die from food poisoning.

In the kitchen of her new, temporary, housing, Lina has a stack of cooked fish - which look more like charcoal than edible food - and said pile is as tall as she standing upright atop the table, blocking out the seated figure of the teenage female, who is busy eating each one in three bites or less. Look on the up-side, she is at least chewing her food, albeit a little aggressively.]

[9 | Random Encounter]

[It wasn't true. The little ball of fluff didn't know what he was talking about. She was the great and powerful sorceress Lina Inverse. There was no way she had lost her magic powers after arriving in this strange new place. And while she hadn't entirely been searching for a fight to prove otherwise, coming across the weird bat-looking creature was incentive enough to prove the little fuzz-ball wrong.]

Lets start things off with a bang. [Knuckles crack together before her right hand extends outward, palm upward.] Oh, source of all power, light which burns beyond crimson, let thy power gather in my hand. FIRE....BALL!

[Instead of a bright, fiery ball of pain and collateral damage, there is nothing. Not so much as even a spark. Just an empty palm and utter disappointment.]

This can't be! Why can't I -?

[Oh. Right. The monster.]

Ahaha...right. Well, would you look at the time. Sorry I can't stay and chat, but I gotta go!

[Its the only verbal cue given before Lina has turned tail and run. She's gotta figure out this whole 'magic powers are missing' thing before she ends up getting killed. Which might be an issue, since the monster is chasing her and she's wanting nothing to do with it.]

neighborhood

[hiddenedges]

He could smell the burned food from several doors away. Kenshin sighed to himself before he got into the house and made his way to the kitchen, his purchases hanging off the pole he had slung over his shoulders. He set them down gentlly and looked at the table and the pile of very well-down fish before leaning over and prodding the pile with his index finger. No, he wasn't surprised as the whole mess went tumbling down.

"The one would be more than willing to cook for everyone," he said, his tone a little on the light side. Kind he could be but he still felt the urge to tease about the fish. "Unless one enjoys the taste of ash and soot in one's food."