Phantasos

Alice stared at the ground as she continued to pace back and forth on the cool concrete floor. Just a second ago she turned a corner in the marketplace in town to buy some meat with Gilbert and Oz. The moment that corner was gone so was everyone else, not to mention the delicious smells she was experiencing on their journey there. Letting out a growl of annoyance, the young girl decided to lean against the wall. Truth was, she had no clue as to her whereabouts at the moment, nor anyone else and this wasn't good. Not to mention being lost and hungry, two deadly combinations. "DAMMIT!" she shouted while banging her fist against the wall, "Of all times to get lost and lose everyone."

Her stomach let out an agreeable growl and she sank to her knees, back facing the stone. "I'm so hungry..." she moaned dramatically while clutching her sides. "Stupid Seaweed head, he probably did this on purpose." she uttered under her breath. A sudden rush of motivation came sweeping in and she quickly got to her feet, "No way in hell am I letting him distract my Manservant! I'm hungry and desire meat now!" She shouted to no one in particular while drawing back her legs and kicking the stone hard as she can. Suddenly she screamed out in pain and clutched her foot while hopping up and down, "CURSE. YOU. SEAWEED!" All the while she was completely unaware someone was listening.

[This... was not the Manor. Nope, definitely not. In fact, Piper was fairly certain she had never been here before, wherever here was.]

Oh... Well, this'll just ruin anyone's day, won't it? [She sat up, looking around for a moment to get her surroundings, then she looked up at the sky.]

Leo! LEO! Damn it... where are you? LEO!

[He looks quite unamused by the change in environment. One moment, he finally got what he planned so many years for and was simply waiting confirmation. But the victorious feeling and satisfaction was swiftly pushed to the side.

This isn't Tomanbetsu. It's far too peaceful. No riots, no wild children and teenagers running around with guns and weapons, no dead bodies litter the streets. This city isn't the anarchy he planned.

'Maou' try to call one of his associates, Alan, but cannot reach the other man. Tch. With a frown, he snap his mobile phone shut and put it in his pocket. He must go back, he risk too much for the past decade to have it go down the drain.

All because he's not there to see the finale he desperately want.

'Maou' looks around as he walk. It's time to gather information.]

(ooc: Maou from G-Senjou no Maou! I'll use his alias (Maou), since his real name is a spoiler.)

[ Diva was hardly a stranger to waking up in strange places, but so very rarely did she feel instantly at peace. Blame the view and the soft white flakes drifting past the window. Blame the fireplace with its flames burning bright. Blame the still lingering fuzz of an unexpected nap. Even vampire queens needed their rest after all. And Diva more then most. Doing what she did, being who she was? Was draining.

Smiling, softly, she snuggled a little deeper into the settee. Perhaps another nap was in order, perhaps someone is laying there right behind her, innocently sharing her afternoon nap. Perhaps the fire needs tending, or a guest wanders through the mansion.

Approach at your own risk, but have no fear. Diva, for the moment, is in a good mood. ]

[Summer in Edge could be a miserable experience for someone raised in the Nibel Mountains. Cloud found that, despite the enhancements that made him practically impervious to heat stroke, he didn't care for the sun pounding down on him all day long. Neither did he care for way the exhaust fumes from the growing city's traffic seemed to hang closer to the ground on the hottest days. Being near enough to a SOLDIER as to make no difference meant that Cloud got hit harder with the smell than just about anyone else in town.

Cloud sighed as he swung his leg over Fenrir and pulled out into traffic. He had just one more delivery to make. Then he could go home to Tifa and the kids and a nice, cold shower. He was looking forward to getting the dirt and grime of the road off his skin and out of his hair. It had been a long day, and he wanted a cold beer in a cool room where he could sit down and keep an eye on Denzel and Marlene while Tifa got the bar ready for the evening customers.

He was halfway to his last customer of the day when the world blinked out, to be suddenly replaced by an unfamiliar landscape out in the country somewhere. Cloud hit the brakes and frowned, taking a good look around for Aerith just in case. She'd been there the last time something like this had happened to him, but for once seemed to be absent. Huh.

Ill at ease, Cloud reached over his shoulder and freed the primary blade of his sword from its place against his back. Someone seemed to be messing with him, and he really wasn't in the mood.]

[ooc: First time in a dressing room. How I managed that in over a decade of RPing, I don't know. Cloud is post-DoC. I don't get to play him with canon icons instead of a PB, and I desperately want to!]

[Hello, gentle viewer. Would you like a crying little boy running into the back of your knees in a frenzy? Or worse, clutching your pant leg? No? Well, here's one anyway.

Beyond the sniffling and the hiccuping, you may be able to make out the words,]

Where's Mary?

[You're not just going to leave him there, are you?]

[ see liam.

see liam look left, then right, as he tries to figure out where he is. (conveniently, he is right outside of a quaint cafe.)

hear liam call out as he attempts to locate a familiar face. ]

Lady Rainsworth? Duke Barma?

[ watch liam first worry at the lack of response, and then become irritated at the introduction of a new idea.

hear liam call out, this time in a voice far more annoyed than before: ]

Xerxes Break, if this is your idea of a joke, it isn't funny!

[ follow liam as he enters in the cafe in hopes of finding and pummeling a certain white-haired, red-eyed clown? ]


[ooc: the tiniest voice test! ♥ ]

[Anyone who walks into the shop will see a row of dummies plus one Neal Caffrey. He's currently preoccupied with relieving a dummy of the very nice suit it's wearing, but that doesn't mean you can't stop by and stare at him.]

I'm sure no one will miss this.

[ Measurement, aim, steeled, cocked, pulled, sparkwhistlingcrack.

Somebody's getting shot at. Is it you? ]

[ ooc ; Belying the setup, no death or excessive violence expected! Unless you want it. ♥ ]

[Calmly, Gilbert is wandering through this new, strange place. It seems rather weird, that he's having such a vivid dream. Nonetheless, he will remain calm, and smoke his cigarette.

He should really quit these. He's even smoking them in his dreams...]

[ Where are all the pretty guuuuurls. Oz has a huge bunch of flowers in his arms and now he's looking for cute girls to give them to. Who cares about waking up in a completely different place? Not Oz! ]

[ He doesn't mind meeting a boy or two, but they're not getting flowers sorry ]

[hai, have a vincent. He's standing near a pond, looking at the quacking ducks. They quack so nicely - it's really too bad he doesn't have scissors. He could make a goose pillow out of them.]

I wonder what the point of this dream is.

[Bianca is a little unhappy, to be quite honest. She's been here for a few days, and just as she was starting to get used to it, she and Cheren split up to find Blair and he up and disappeared. She's found a place to sleep, and there are plenty of restaurants and stores to keep her fed, but... she misses her Pokemon, and she still doesn't understand why she's here or where here even is. Add to that the fact that the city is almost always deserted, and this cheerful girl can feel her cheer wearing thin.

But now it's snowing, and that can't help but brighten her up a little. It was Autumn when she left Unova, and she was looking forward to the seasons changing, so this is a nice treat. After hunting down an ivory wool peacoat and some gloves to keep her warm, she kneels in the snow and starts to form a snowball in the palms of her hands. Anyone want to be on the receiving end of it?]

((ooc: genuine voice test this time, not just goofing off, since i think i might be apping her :B help appreciated!))

[ She tries calling the prinnies upon arrival, tries to figure out if this is some kind of game, but it isn't, since after about an hour of wandering around there's no sign of Laharl or Flonne. No one else, either. After an hour and a half, however, she snaps, and bursts angrily to no one: ] Oh, come on! If you won't let me leave, at least tell me what the hell is going on! [ and she'll be ranting to air about many things. She's not crazy, you are. Yes, you, whoever decides to approach her! ]

// voice test heee ❤

[Most, most irritating, if you ask the homunculus. Being thrown around from one place to the other isn't its idea of a good time. Envy should be the one having fun at others' expenses, not the other way around. The more it reflects on this, the angrier Envy becomes. It's not too long before the homunculus is storming around the area in a fit of rage, not really paying attention to where it is going.

Which could be a bad thing if someone were to bump into it accidentally.]


((ooc: obviously I am bored and really want some threading. so this is body swap! 8D Ever wanted to be a homunculus?~ ))

[Sup Phantasos, have a child! Faith roaming around the streets. She looks all for the world like a kid who's just run away from home, what with the beaten up backpack and the clothes several sizes too big for her. She looks free, happy in a way, but still alert and on the look out for the uniform of a social worker to pop up.]

ooc: pre-Slayer, pre-redemption, pre-everything, Faith

[It was such a beautiful spring day. Jeanne was flitting about town, a tote bag swinging to and fro as she practically skipped along. There was all manner of fruit in that same bag, just as there was all over the place, and she simply could not help herself.

She wore simple flip-flops, a blue summer dress, and a wide-brimmed yellow hat, along with the biggest smile you have ever seen.] This is so beautiful~

Though, I wonder... where is everyone else? [She stopped, to look around. Does she see you? ]

[Tieria sits on a dock overlooking a lake. Next to him, a forgotten book flips pages in the soft breeze. At first glance, he looks no different. But, as one gets closer, subtle differences are visible. His hair is a bit more burgundy than purple, a more natural looking color... and his skin contains natural variations, like a freckle or two, or some more pink in spots from sitting in the sun, leaving him to look less pale. He seems almost relaxed, leaning back on his hands as he looks up to the sky with brown eyes, which are still behind a pair of simple glasses. Is he letting himself actually daydream?]

[Lotti's just having fun being a creeper. She's currently hidden in the shadows, stalking down whoever comes her way. She's not unduly worried that she's in a vast, completely new kind of place. 96 years in the Abyss can sort of soften you to that.]

[Take care. She's watching.]




[ooc: Lotti is a creeper. And she likes to badtouch and hurt people. Post with perms in the header if you want Lotti to badtouch or to stab your character. No character deaths of course!]

[ She's been waiting for a while. Her long pink dress draped over her legs, arranged in the perfect position of propriety. Ada fiddled with her white gloves for a moment before smoothing out the nonexistent wrinkles of her skirts. Uncomfortable, anxious, hopeful...she was a whirl of emotions sitting on the park bench.

Was this what usually happened on first dates?]

ooc: Ada obviously is not aware that she's in Phantasos so feel free to gatecrash her party.]

need tag: Pandora Hearts