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Sep. 11th, 2015


[info]kiseki_mods

everywhere || action || open



[It's late at night, probably time for everyone to call it a day and head off to bed. Nothing too unusual. In fact, even those who usually stay up late might feel the need to get a good night of sleep today, so it'll make for a quiet night everywhere...

Only after a couple of hours, they might realize there was some movement, possibly even wake up from it if they're light sleepers. Surprise! You're not alone, if you went to sleep on your own. Or you're not with the person you were sharing with, if you were already accompanied. Hell, it might not even look like it's your bed you're sleeping in - beds all over the hotels will have changed, to fancier ones at times, other times to smaller, more cramped ones, maybe even just sleeping bags. You could even find yourselves in one of the many locations outside, on a hammock, or a more elaborated set-up, even inside a bubble of sorts.

Whichever the switch is, you'll have to learn to embrace it for a while (or embrace your new bed partner, we don't judge here), because it'll be impossible to get away for at least some time after the change. Not only that, but the switching around isn't limited to the one night. Lasting for the weekend, the general sleepy feeling will come back again (sometimes during the day, as well) and provoke random naps from people... who might end up in a bed with other victims yet again.

At least Miracle Country worries about hurt sensibilities, so of course if your character might lean towards lighter clothing while sleeping (or none at all - again, we don't judge), the magic of the world shall provide them with cute, warm pyjamas to wear once the switch has happened. Even if it happens during the day, they wouldn't want anyone to be uncomfortable. Of course, should they find themselves ending up wearing something less appropriate, that's just their bad luck.]

[[Replay of the bed sharing event! Mingle as you'd like. The plotting post for it can be found here.]]

Sep. 4th, 2015


[info]kiseki_mods

forests & other places || action

[If today you're walking by the entrance path to the forests, you'll see that there's some Usyagi creeping around, their eerie little giggles easily distinguishable in the quietness of the place. What are they up to? One of the nearest huts has been refurbished, and is now surrounded by a fence, one which extends further and marks a larger area around the hut. Why a fence? Well, to keep something inside of course!

... Except what needs to be kept there is currently not in that area. Nasir and Agron have approached the Usyagi earlier (well, more like Nasir did and Agron loomed in the background. Either way...) and inquired them about anything similar to farming grounds. After some confusing chatter with them, this is what they were given, their own little spot to raise some animals, in exchange for caring for them and selling whatever they produce. Only they couldn't be bothered to place the animals they were given (some chickens, and a couple of goats) in that specific place, so now they're running loose until they're recaptured and guided over there.

So if you run into a chicken today, or find a goat chewing on your window's curtains, or wonder why there's a rooster chillin' out under the sakura tree, well, that's why. Perhaps you'd like to lend them a hand, if you find out about the situation.]

[[Nagron shenanigans, as promised! They can be found here and here, otherwise feel free to use this as a mingle post! Having shenanigans with their new pets among yourselves is just fine, too.]]

[info]vulgarian

so many foreign worlds ● so ready for us (mark 01)

CLOSED TO PEPPER )

ota;

Tony sits on a bench in the park alone, calling out to passers-by. He was told he'd gain something back by being nice to the people here. Soon it will become apparent this isn't his strong suit. He's wearing a loose, casual button-up, just barely covering the glowing reactor underneath, jeans and some funky looking hi-tops, legs crossed and his arms braced on the back of the bench.

"Nice weather we're having...?" He looks and sounds physically pained. Well, he is, but not about the weather. This shouldn't be so hard. "I like your - um. Never mind." He's starting to think this is a lost cause.


(( feel free to make up something else too, he's just calling out weird, innocuous things. and if you commentspam i will tag you accordingly. ))

Aug. 29th, 2015


[info]mindmywound

009 ⚜ Action | open to all

[So it’s that time again. Anyone who was around last year might remember that it’s a certain someone’s birthday today! And like last year, a Porthos Party basically just means lots of drinking, lots of carrying on, shenanigans, card games, shouting, more drinking, more carrying on, more drinking…

The entire beach has been commandeered for this. Aramis has even set up some things to make it obvious it's a party going on. There might even be a few stray balloons floating around (or a few broken balloons since inevitably they're going to be shot at).

You’ve probably been invited. Or maybe you’re party-crashing. Honestly, Porthos isn’t about to complain. And no presents necessary (although if you wanted to bring something more to drink, he won’t complain, either).

Trying to ignore the party? Good luck, cause it’s lasting all day and well into the night. And just getting progressively louder and louder. Are those gunshots?

But not totally dissimilar to last year, it seems this world wants to get into the celebrations, too! So during the party, you might suddenly find yourself in a whole new outfit that you weren’t expecting! Maybe that new costume will start to influence your behavior, too…]



[ooc: this is an open log and feel free to jump in however you’d like. If you’d like to interact with Porthos specifically, his top comment is here. Otherwise, mingle as you see fit! Also note that the event replay is not mandatory.]

[info]forgotten_key

Text Post(after meeting Hawke)

[It might be a bad idea or even dangerous, but she doesn't see what choice she has. She has to try and learn about this place if she wants to understand why she's here.]So I've been told these things can write back to you...? I haven't seen magic like that before. Though I did have this weird dream that I had gone inside of a book once. Unless that wasn't a dream....

Does anyone know why we were brought here? I'm under the impression I'm not the only one in this situation. I've always been able to come and go freely no matter what world I was in. But for some reason, that doesn't seem to be the case here. There's got to be some kind of really powerful magic to prevent me from opening a pathway. I've never even heard of this happening. Unless the problem is me again. I'm having trouble summoning my keyblade too. It might have nothing to do with this place. Maybe it's because I'm not near Roxas. I suppose that's for the best. I'd rather not be able to use it than drain his power again.

But I had something important I had to do. People were counting on me to make things right and now...[The text kind of trails off.] ...I don't know what to do. I might be in a mess I can't fix. And they aren't here to help me.

Aug. 28th, 2015

[info]hawkeno

Action ↝ Open to Everyone

[If you’ve been hanging around the Sakura Park at all today, you might have noticed a huge pile of … well, junk taking up quite a bit of space. There’s a hastily built merchant’s tent with a woman standing in front of it, gesticulating wildly as she tells a story about that one time a human, an elf, and a dwarf walked into a bar. ("You’re lucky you’re so short. That hurt like mad!”)

For anyone even vaguely interested in browsing, she seems amused by haggling attempts and open to trade if you don’t have any coin to toss. Most of her wares are pretty standard medieval fare:
• Health, mana, and stamina potions.
• Jewelry with eye symbols.
• Several bottles of what’s probably alcohol.
• Bits of a demon spider (eyes, claws, etc).
• A ridiculous wheel of cheese.
The mistress of ceremonies herself goes by 'Hawke’ and looks like she stepped out of a hardcore Renaissance fair: mage armor, magic staff, and all. She doesn’t seem bothered by modern conveniences, though, and is more than happy to chat about what she’s selling. If you’re not bothered by teasing, that is.]