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Dec. 31st, 2011

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[info]messagingly
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[info]messagingly
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Everyone
Where: The Southern Fields
When: Day 303?? Late
What: A little squiddy said...

[Should you have followed a squidrat that STOLE YOUR THING! YES THAT THING! or just one that was acting oddly, or even just a Delphinus who knocked and said there was a picnic arranged...

You eventually find yourself in the soft light of the southern fields, surrounded by wildflowers and the wary shret looking at you balefully from the ceiling.

In the red glow of the saltwater pools here... seems multiplied, many pockets of water scattered throughout the field, a breeze surrounding them... If you look INTO one, you seem to see somewhere else... hear the SOUNDS of another world...

But before you get that far, there really IS a picnic!

A few checkered blankets have been spread across the soft moss, and are filled with salads, a few fruity, girly wines and drinks, fruit slices, cubed cheese, egg custard, a variety of cold cut sandwiches. (and a few loaves of fresh bread and pies.. because Link is Link.) ... there is also a very, very burned thing of cole slaw. The squidrat by it is eating it PROUDLY.]

((OOC: GOOD END COMMUNICATION! GO. GOOD ENDERS, feel free to start a thread with your name, you'll be visible and audible in the pool, both of your connections are a little wavy and watery though...))

Oct. 29th, 2010


[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]sabra_la_iudex
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[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Those who have waited through the day
Where: The arena
When: Day 185, evening
What: A conclusion

[Dim light filters down from the arena’s heights; not so bright as to leave the ruins of buildings more than shadowed silhouettes, not so dark as to keep you from finding your way down, and down, to where a single flickering torch lights a broken courtyard.]

Mar. 28th, 2010

[info]sabra_la_iudex
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[info]sabra_la_iudex
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[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Anyone
Where: The Arena
When: Day 117, evening
What: The going-away party of Gaius Octavian

[Today in the arena, a very particular Call was given out, heard by any outside, and those inside who might have been listening.. It is a strange octave, almost regal, with the deep sound of brass horns and cadence of drums. As one gets closer, they might hear something a bit like winds, but of a strange harmony that doesn't match any instrument a Blank may have remembered. Strings on a slightly different chord and pitch, the range dancing at a joyous counterpoint to the solemn, majestic trumpets.

Those who have heard, one in particular, and all those following the unique sound, will find the Arena unusually appointed. Banners of all teams colors stretch overhead, red taking the pinnacle spot.

Without the trappings of a game, what seems to be laid out is a long table, a multitude of chairs and covered plates sitting upon table cloth of Pyxis red and Cygnus pink. The music seems to come from all around, and the general area before the tables seems to be open, inviting for those inclined to dance. There is a less austere table, far to the back, which seems to have simple snacks, one single platter of fruit, and some juices and wines.

In the throne, presiding over it all is the statue of the King, expression thoughtful as it overlooks the festivities.]

((If you wish to play a JUDGE in this post, #sabra_la_iudex

Mingle
Pygnus
Everybody else
Memory pie
King's doing something.
Fin.))

Mar. 27th, 2010


[info]hidden_fury
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]hidden_fury
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[info]hidden_fury
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Tavi, anyone
Where: Pretty much anywhere
When: Day 117, afternoon
What: Day in the life

*somewhere, wherever you are, there is a Tavi; maybe he's stalking a pederpe, or writing in his team's journal, or just wandering around looking for company. Do you approach?*

((General day-in-the-life post, also doubles as a last minute "do stuff with Tavi" post. I'll be slow eventually starting right now, but this is open forever.))

Mar. 25th, 2010

[info]maryhadalilgun
[info]sabra_la_tau
[info]maryhadalilgun
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[info]maryhadalilgun
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: TEAM ROCKET!!! Naw just a Pyxis and her pokemon
Where: anywhere there's trouble to be had
When: Day 116 night getting towards late night
What: Trollin'


Poor thing.  You're pretty bored, aren't you?

Mar. 13th, 2010


[info]lets_mosey
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]lets_mosey
[info]sabra_la_tau

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[info]lets_mosey
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Cloud and anyone!
Where: common area
When: Day 113, night
What: ssso tired

[a previously missing glowing-eyed Cygnus is returning from his Judge session, a little goopy on one side but doing okay.]

Mar. 7th, 2010


[info]sillyrabitricks
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]sillyrabitricks
[info]sabra_la_tau

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[info]sillyrabitricks
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Blanks who are not Ophi
Where: SECRET ROOM!!11
When: Day 112, Evening
What: =D

So~ this is the secret place I discovered.

[eventually others may notice a crack in a cave wall that...you can see green sparkles through :|a HOW INTRIGUING]
[info]maryhadalilgun
[info]sabra_la_tau
[info]maryhadalilgun
[info]sabra_la_tau

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[info]maryhadalilgun
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: a generic weak kid that needs protection
Where: Near Pygnus
When: Day 112, afternoon
What: You know what appeals to both Bloods and Generic Weak Kid? Playing with knives, that's what. And thus she is practicing her knife throwing and doing something productive with her day.

Mar. 5th, 2010


[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

Game 76


[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Anyone
Where: The Arena
When: Day 112, morning
What: Game 76

[Persona presides over the Arena today, but the usual doors, couches, and unconscious people are conspicuously absent. The moment you step into the Arena, you feel strange. Not like yourself. And there's another change...]

[You can suddenly see everyone's titles, and your own, as clearly as if they had been there all along. However, something seems a little off...]

Is a person born or made? What impact does the way that others perceive us influence the selves deep down in our hearts? And what if you were to look through the eyes of another? What do you think you'll learn?

((List of new titles
How do I title-swapped
Feel free to treat the whole post as a mingle post; stay tuned for actual instructions))

Feb. 28th, 2010


[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

Game 75


[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Everyone
Where: Everywhere
When: Day 111, Late Morning
What: Game!!1

[The lights don’t seem quite as bright as they usually are in the arena today. The dimmed lights make it impossible to see far into the arena, but even so the grand Victorian mansion taking up the centre of it would be difficult to miss. It looks like it could have seen better days, the paint flaking off and a few of the glass panes of the windows broken. The curtains are all drawn on the first of the three floors, making it neigh impossible to take a peek inside. The front of the mansion is adorned with six doors in a row though, each door’s frame painted in two colours, one door for every pair of partner teams.]

[Behind the mansion, on top of the throne, sits a new statue in complete silence. And despite the lack of head, you might feel as if you’re being closely watched by it.]

[Of course, once you make your way into the arena you might care about neither of the things mentioned above, because sitting in a circle are eleven familiar shapes, the twelfth shape being a pair of Groucho Marx glasses. If you look closely enough you can see how they are still breathing, if very faintly. And floating above each and everyone of them, well out of reach from you, is a tiny rag doll replica of the unconscious blank (or little dollsized glasses in case of Dingbatticus).]

(Mingle)
(Rules/Game Start)
(Endgame)
(Memories)

((Despite what some IC rules might sound like, this is a no death game. Your characters will just not be privy to this information ICly))

Feb. 27th, 2010

[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

Kidnappings

[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Everyone
Where: Everywhere
When:Day 111, Morning
What: Missing Blanks

[Whenever you wake up this morning you'll find out that someone in your team seems to be missing, if you try to look for them it seems like they have vanished without a trace... aside from the bloody handprint on the front door of your dorm that's a matching size to the hand of your missing teammate.]


((Mitsuru, Scowl, Rex, Jace, Zuko, Lady, Revan, Zero, Nibs, Van, Syaoran are the ones that are gone! Pavo is mysteriously untouched, instead a pair of Groucho Marx glasses (with opaque lenses) are missing from Dingbatticus. Volunteer IC post is over here.))

Feb. 24th, 2010


[info]topofthesky
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]topofthesky
[info]sabra_la_tau

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[info]topofthesky
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Pyxis
Where: Pyxis dorms
When: Day 110, early afternoon
What: belated memories

. . . I wonder if these things can go bad if you don't eat them right away.

Feb. 13th, 2010

[info]maryhadalilgun
[info]sabra_la_tau
[info]maryhadalilgun
[info]sabra_la_tau

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[info]maryhadalilgun
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: a cat and a almost-entirely-dead squidrat
Where: in front of Cygnus's door
When: Day 107, noonish
What:


Cygnus. Cygnus. Hey, Cygnus, Cygnus, Cygnus.




Cygnus.




Cygnus, hey Tsuna, hey Cygnus.






Cloud. Hey.








Cygnus. Cygnus. Cygnus. Cygnus. Cygnus. Cygnus.

[info]thesoundofwings
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]thesoundofwings
[info]sabra_la_tau

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[info]thesoundofwings
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Everyone
Where: Everywhere
When: Day 107, morning
What: Bringing people home

Feb. 12th, 2010


[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

Game 73, Ousting 2


[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Anyone
Where: Arena
When: Night 106/107, LATE
What:

"It was a dark and stormy night. . .or it would be in any other horror story," the Judge laughed, seated on the stone throne, her book closed. This was more of a mystery, she mused. It was quite shocking to see such unlikely teams and more surprising enemies, but that's what makes a story so great! Ah, but some questions and clues were left unanswered. Would this help or hinder the sheep? Who knows. . .

The vote-keeping sheep returned to the arena. The game was on yet again!

((PUBLIC OUSTING all are welcome to ???? and vote individually.)

Feb. 7th, 2010


[info]hidden_fury
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]hidden_fury
[info]sabra_la_tau

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[info]hidden_fury
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Pyxis, anyone else
Where: Pyxis dorm areas and the approaches thereto
When: Day 105, post-Soldier game
What: Drunken Pyxising and memory-taking

*Tavi and Ikki are escorting three very drunk teammates home.*

Jan. 31st, 2010


[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau

Game 71


[info]sabra_la_iudex
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Everyone~
Where: Arena
When: Day 103, Morning
What: Gametime

[As you enter the arena today, a familiar silver statue gleams in the morning torchlight. Also present are several members of Ophi, who have brought (or are in the process of bringing) a set of cardboard boxes into the center of the arena. A pair of voices fill the cavern:]

.ɹǝɥʇıǝ ʇou s,ʇı uǝɥʍ ʇdǝɔxǝ-ǝ 'ɟɟo puɐ uo 'ɥʇɹoɟ puɐ ʞɔɐq .snoɹǝbuɐp sɐ ʇou ʇnq .bıq ǝ1ʇʇı1 ɐ ... ǝɔǝıd ɹǝɥʇouɐ-ɐ

An interesting opportunity to gather information.

¡ʇɐɥʇ buıʎɐs-s doʇs ¡... ʇou s,ʇı 'buıd1ǝɥ ǝɹ,ʎǝɥʇ-ʇ ¡ou


(( Mingle (until 7:30 PM EST) | Ophi's Boxes | Mirrors | OOC Schedule | Post Mingle

Actual switching will occur in the Mirrors thread, so hold tight until then. ))

Jan. 30th, 2010

[info]maryhadalilgun
[info]sabra_la_tau
[info]maryhadalilgun
[info]sabra_la_tau

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[info]maryhadalilgun
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Anyone
Where: Pygnus commons
When: Day 102, before dinner
What: ANYTHING

[Blood is- somewhat awkwardly- practicing swinging her giant fucking gun around like a broadsword.]

Jan. 24th, 2010


[info]blue_mind_group
[info]sabra_la_tau

[info]blue_mind_group
[info]sabra_la_tau

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[info]blue_mind_group
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Anyone!
Where: Lakeside
When: Day 101, after the "game"
What: Returns

*those at the lakeside may notice that the surface of the lake abruptly ripples, as though disturbed by an invisible stone. A few seconds later, a Canis breaks the surface, coughing and wiping water from his face, and starts wading towards shore.*

We've got to get a bigger mirror somewhere if this keeps happening...

Jan. 10th, 2010

[info]max_fury
[info]sabra_la_tau
[info]max_fury
[info]sabra_la_tau

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[info]max_fury
[info]sabra_la_tau
Who: Max, anyone (but especially the ladies)
Where: Near your dorms.
When: Day 98, afternoon
What: Srs experimentation with a newly remembered ability.

[Max is standing around outside, holds his hands up in front of his face. He is, in fact, using aircrafting to bend the air to get close-ups of any woman he sees. Particularly the chest and up-the-skirt regions]

Still need to get a lot more women around here.