| rubette la lette intro |
[Oct. 6th, 2011|06:13 pm] |
Out of a fear of looking stupid, Rubette is hesitant to ask her question upon arrival. There's no one to ask after all, but why would there be a gargantuan sign smack dab in the middle of the city if you aren't supposed to ask questions. Normally there is a booth or some sort of chamber of commerce located in big cities...speaking of which this is unlike any kind of city she's ever seen.
"Well this is just...alright fine, fine...ask a question huh? Well I have...more than one actually so be ready for it. What is this place...?...Oh and, well I know it's impossible to cure an idiot, but is it impossible to magically reverse aging? That's probably a strange question...it's probably futile anyway, but I guess there's no harm in asking...a sign." |
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[Oct. 1st, 2011|09:40 pm] |
Envy's back and he's perched on a random bar stool out near the sign. He's feeling frustrated at the lack of cooperation on the parts of the various Edwards inhabiting the Nexus on getting to where he could corner them alone, and he feels like expressing it.
"I like a challenge as much as anyone else, but things have been... irritating lately. So. What to do when that's have gone from simply interesting to annoying? Giving up isn't really an option." |
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| New arrival. |
[Sep. 24th, 2011|12:44 am] |
There is a new apparent Ed in the Nexus. He looks to be sixteen and doesn't have automail. He's wearing tight black shorts and no shirt. There's an ouroboros on the back of his right shoulder blade, but view of that is currently blocked by the back of the couch he's sitting on.
He watches the Nexus quietly for an hour or so, thinking of a question to ask.
"Do you ever wonder how things could have happened differently? And if you would even want them to do so?" he finally asks. |
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[Sep. 17th, 2011|01:39 pm] |
A white, winged unicorn is pacing near the Sign, pausing from time to time as she paws at the ground with a worried expression. "No matter how long I live, I don't think I shall ever become used to uncertainty."
Celestia sighs before holding her head high and speaking to the Nexus in general. "Have you ever had to send a student or loved one into a situation no one could truly be prepared for? And no matter the outcome, how did you deal with the worry and fear for them before the task was completed?"
(( WARNING TO ANYONE WHO CARES there may be spoilers for FiM season 2! )) |
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[Sep. 12th, 2011|02:12 pm] |
Rachel has been relatively scarce from the Nexus, busy back home as usual. Now, however, she's back and pacing back and forth irritably near the edge of the 'Sign area' reserved for questions. She snarling and clenching her fists as she tries to piece together a way to frame her question, muttering from time to time about 'backstabbers' and 'goddamn nightmare wards'. Finally she turns and snaps out what's clearly been bothering her. "How the fuck am I supposed to sit around doing nothing about the freaking backstabbing asshole that decides to shoot me in the back of my fucking head, after I've been trying to keep her damn ass safe for the past...however long we've been working together?! Nevermind that I was trying to help reseal a fucking demon that we'd been sent to keep from causing trouble. I mean, she might well have been sabotaging us the whole time and I can't even get a fucking PUNCH in for all this shit?! Goddamnit, why the hell is Jill keeping her stupid fucking bitch ass locked up in that...ARGH!!" |
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| It's the end of the world as we know it |
[Sep. 8th, 2011|01:02 am] |
There's an explosion as a portal opens. Wild elemental energy whips through, followed by the flying (albiet not willingly) forms of four people, three girls and a boy all about college aged, who all land in a heap not far from the sign. The portal closes behind them.
They're strange looking, dressed like normal college students, but those are some damn weird dye jobs they got. The boy, with grass green hair, is the first to wake up and lift his head, looking around. If anyone's got an eye for details, they'll notice his eyes match his hair.
"What the fuck?" is the first words out of his mouth. |
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| Making do |
[Sep. 5th, 2011|07:32 pm] |
Bakura has been wandering around the Nexus, having pickpocketed a map of downtown and some apples from a farmer's market stand in the downtown Nexus. He has found a few portals back to various places in his world and he has dragged some gold Roman lira back from his stash in Egypt in case he needs money.
He situates himself by the sign, on the ground, realizing it is the beginning of fall and starting to miss Ryou very much. Not that Ryou ever saw his face, but at least Ryou had been grateful there was someone keeping Zorc from completely ruining Ryou's mind. Ryou's birthday had been a few days ago, on Sept 2nd.
Bakura watches the passerby for a few minutes and sighs, then asks his question. "How do you get by if people you love aren't there anymore? I never could figure out how." |
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| physical therapy |
[Aug. 30th, 2011|11:19 pm] |
Edward was holding a notebook, a pencil in his hand, awkwardly trying to draw a transmutation circle. The circle is sloppy and malformed, and finally, Edward gave up. "Has anyone here ever gone through physical therapy?" he asked. "Did you ever get frustrated by the lack of progress?" |
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[Aug. 24th, 2011|01:04 am] |
A door appears in the Nexus and swings out. A young man starts to walk through and freezes when he realizes that he was not where he should be.
He looks back on his own side of the door and sees the interior of his apartment. Back at the Nexus. Back at the apartment. Back at the Nexus again. "Where is the bedroom?" |
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| Whoops. what happens when someone can't read the Sign? |
[Jul. 29th, 2011|09:50 pm] |
Bakura has been hanging out in the Nexus, because he can't read the Sign. He knows it is big, shiny and blinky, and try as he might pick his memory of Ryou's brain and all the things he learned about signs while tagging along with Zorc inside Ryou's head, he can only get the word "question" out of the sign. So he decides to, indeed, question this.
"Okay, I'm fed up with this. What does that say?" he says, pointing to the Sign. |
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| Enter The Palmtree |
[Jul. 28th, 2011|08:50 pm] |
Envy had actually found the Nexus a few days before and elected to check things out before obeying the sign.
He leans against the sign, and keeps an eye out for responders. "What do people think about pets?" |
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[Jul. 28th, 2011|05:09 pm] |
Sylphiel might look a little on the vacant side, but she's really deep in thought here. If she's going to ask a question it might as well be a good one right? Right!
It took her several moments but her expression went from day-dreamy to animated in the space of a second, "Ah! I think I have a good one...so, they say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. Sir Gourry has a very healthy appetite to say the least, but so far he's only able to associate food with remembering my name which is better than nothing I suppose. So I've been wondering if there are exceptions to this rule? Do all men love food as much as Sir Gourry? Or are there better ways?...Oh...well that's more than one question so I hope it's okay." |
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[Jul. 27th, 2011|06:05 pm] |
This is Akane's second trip to the Nexus and this time she's wearing her school uniform, her magic wand is tucked in her school bag which she is holding behind her back. She looked troubled, or she would look troubled if she wasn't wearing a medical face mask over her mouth. She was staring up at the sign almost fixedly as if she was hoping that it or someone close by might have a miraculous answer to her question. There was an air of discomfort about her as well, she was rocking from one foot to the other.
"Um...so...well...this might be a little strange but...it would be better than asking Takeo-sempai anyway..." her voice sounds a little muffled behind the mask, "...so...hiccups I need a remedy...I've tried everything, drinking water, holding my breath, swallowing sugar...but...these aren't normal hiccups...these hiccups are...magical...so a cure for hiccups?"
[ooc: Forgot to mention, yes Akane has a case of the magical hiccups, so anyone around her may or may not be affected by her magic. Her magic has a wide range of effects, including changing the physical forms of others. So anything can happen, you're welcome to BYOB or Akane will magic up a random magical situation.] |
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[Jul. 24th, 2011|09:41 pm] |
Envy walks up to the Sign, sitting on a chair underneath it. He has a lot of questions, now. Maybe this Sign thing will get him some answers.
He decides to ask one that was bothering him.
"Have you ever been afraid of somebody? What would you do to avoid seeing them again?" He doesn't mention he's afraid of meeting another Dante. He can still not really believe that all that was over. |
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| OOC ANNOUNCEMENT |
[Jul. 11th, 2011|04:01 pm] |
OOC MAINTAINER POST
I have begun adding account usernames as tags, and have started tagging posts on communities for easier searching to find where any given character may have spoken up. Only maintainers can add new tags however, all asylum members can add existing tags to posts.
If you start a new post, or comment to one, you're free - even encouraged to - click on the  icon at the top of each post to add the tag with your character's name.
If your character's name is not available in the list of tags, please comment to this post to let me know, and I will add it asap.
The following communities now have usernames added for tagging:
![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif) the_nexus_rpg
elric_apts
rockbell_clinic
best_deadly_sin
And people are also encouraged to go back over older posts and add tags if they're bored. :D |
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[Jul. 10th, 2011|08:01 pm] |
There is a young man in the Nexus, underneath the sign. He is dressed cleanly, and wears a feather stick tucked into his belt. He is carrying a toolbox, and a small electronic device. He pauses for a minute as he tries to think up a question. Did you really have to ask a question? Wait, wasn't that a question?
So finally after sighing, he says the most nonsense question he can think of.
"Did you know you can save big money at Menards?" |
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| A question, for the peanut gallery |
[Jul. 9th, 2011|05:13 pm] |
Envy stops underneath the Sign, holding a cup full of ice water. His face seems a little red, probably from the sun. He sips the ice water, and sits down on a Nexus Ice Block.
"So," Envy says slowly. "What do you think is the best thing about summer? I like the fact heat makes interesting mirages." |
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[Jul. 8th, 2011|09:30 pm] |
Ed sits on a couch out in the Nexus, legs drawn up, arms wrapped around them, and with his chin resting on his knees. After quietly watching the going ons for half an hour, he finally lifts his head to speak up. "Has anyone gotten something they wanted but at what they consider too high a price?" |
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| Most annoying song? |
[Jun. 23rd, 2011|08:21 pm] |
Xellos was floating up by the sign, studying it intently. Finally, he turned to the crowd gathered. "What do you consider to be the most annoying song you've ever heard?" he asked. |
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| And now for something completely different... |
[Jun. 16th, 2011|09:13 pm] |
"You know, I've heard some people ask some damn personal questions at the Sign," Zelgadis was leaning against a wall. "Makes me wonder if there's anything you'd never ask in public. I know there's some things I wouldn't ask where some people could overhear, no matter how useful the information is." |
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[Jun. 1st, 2011|09:09 pm] |
The Ed that's an alien is back. And apparently not really concerned with the Nexus until he is practically under the sign. Instead he's reading some paperwork. Some very serious and concerning paperwork from his expression.
"I really hope Winry will be all right... dammit."
He looked up, seeing the Nexus instead of what he was expecting. "Why do things have to be so damn complicated?" |
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| The Nexus: where talking to oneself has new and exciting meanings. |
[May. 30th, 2011|08:51 pm] |
Alternates aren't unusual in the Nexus. This one's not an Elric, though, or connected to that universe.
Zel seems to be arguing with his alternate under the Sign. Thankfully, you can tell them apart -- the usual Zelgadis is dressed as he normally is, in tan head-to-toe. The newcomer has swapped out an orange T-shirt for his normal long-sleeved tunic, and is missing his sword-belt.
The other one is also human. This is relevant. Remember it.
"-full of shit," chimera!Zel was saying. "You can't-"
"I'm you, you idiot," human!Zel interrupted. "Plus eight months of my own time, and years of yours. It wasn't worth it, and you'd probably say the same damn thing if you were me."
"I would not. Probably not."
"Are all alternates this insufferable?" The two managed to ask the question in unison.
[Since human!Zel is my Zel formerly from Sabra La Tau, he has his own account.] |
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[May. 23rd, 2011|05:32 pm] |
Roy had never been here before! This place was very interesting, and seemed like the sort of crazy-ass place his son would run off to to hide in, so he decided to ask around.
Especially with that godawful blinking light inviting him to ask a question. Okay then! "I'm looking for someone," he started. "He's about six-four, broad shouldered, doesn't speak much. He used to be famous, but I don't know what he might've done to himself to make himself less recognizable. We've searched everywhere in Amestris, but he hasn't turned up there. I thought maybe he skipped the border into Drachma, perhaps, but this place seems just as likely, and the door is near somewhere he might've discovered it." |
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[May. 6th, 2011|12:52 am] |
Paul showed up at the sign, his left arm cradled to his chest in a sling and hand wrapped in a cast. He adjusts his glasses before speaking up. "Have you ever experienced loss of a limb?" he asked. "I'm finding cooking to be a terrible chore with only one hand." |
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[May. 4th, 2011|06:33 pm] |
A new LOL has seen fit to arrive at the Nexus. There are toy My Little Ponies everywhere, waiting to LOL the poor unsuspecting sucker that picks one up. If they do, they'll get turned into a pony.
For those bright enough to not touch anything? There's pony-shaped confetti flying around, attacking their victims. There's no escape.
So, how many are out and about in the Nexus today?
((Pony-maker here. Have fun horrifying your pups.)) |
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[Mar. 17th, 2011|07:59 pm] |
You might not know of the holiday, but you might have noticed the increase in the amount of green around some areas of the Nexus (no, not the forests, those don't count), and maybe the deals on various forms of alcohol as well. For today (by...someone's calendar) is Saint Patrick's Day, the excuse widely used to get absolutely smashed on oddly-colored beer and flirt with red-heads everywhere! However if you're not wearing green on this most wonderful of days...
You might get a pinch. Not in any specific place--maybe your arm, maybe your side, maybe somewhere else. But there doesn't seem to be anyone doing it--at least, no one visible on any spectrum. And if you're especially unlucky, you get to have a red-clad victim of this prank suddenly whirl around to stiffly glare at you for your perceived slight.
So, Nexus. WHAT DO.
((Obviously, you don't have to have your character get glared at by Lloyd, but feel free to have him imitate his father's loom at you. :Db)) |
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[Feb. 28th, 2011|07:47 am] |
"Ask a question..." Akane could be seen hovering on a broom (yes a broom and in full witches ceremonial garb no less) in front of the flashing, neon sign. There was a look of pure concentration on her face as she divided her attention between the statement and flying, because the jerking broom seemed to have a will of its own, "who am I supposed to ask a question to? Oh...well that was a question wa-oooh!"
The broom dropped in altitude forcing Akane to concentrate more on flying than on the sign. Once she righted herself again and stabilized the broom she descended slowly to the earth, "I'm usually pretty good at this sort of thing, but flying is just...oh..." Akane fixed her gaze back on the sign again, a good question having come to her this time, "alright! Say you're the kind of person that things just come naturally to, certain tasks or in this case magic though you don't have to use magic...so say these tasks are normally easy for you. What would you do if found out you had trouble with a certain element of that task? I guess, in my case magic comes pretty naturally to me, but I have trouble with flight spells."
She glanced around, not really expecting an answer to this question and she felt kind of silly asking it to herself. |
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| Snowball fight! |
[Feb. 27th, 2011|05:18 pm] |
It's snowed again in the Nexus, this being February still and all, and there's a lovely layer blanketing the brilliantly blinking sign.
As people wander about, answering questions, snowballs start randomly flinging themselves at people.
((LOL time! We haven't had a good 'let's be an animal for a few days!' LOL in awhile. While your character answers questions, if he/she/it gets hit, he/she/it is now an animal of YOUR CHOOSING. This LOL lasts no less than one day, and no more than one week. Also, your animal can still speak in their native language.)) |
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[Feb. 20th, 2011|09:08 pm] |
Normally people just walk into the Nexus. It's not every day that a large, flying beast lands there. But it seems to be domesticated, if the saddle on its back is any indication. A young boy jumps off, uncaring about the fact his mount was easily three times his height. A small, chittering winged lemur landed on his shoulder.
The boy looked around, surveying the Nexus. "This place hasn't changed much, has it? I wonder if anyone remembers me?" He paused on the sign. "Well, I guess I should ask a real question. How long is it after a war for things to heal?"
Aang sat down, waiting to see what would happen. |
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[Feb. 13th, 2011|09:11 pm] |
Zelgadis was loitering around the Sign. "There needs to be a better way to deal with LOLs, doesn't there?"
He looks fine, but not all LOLs are physical. |
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| And bathed every vein in such licour, Of which virtue engender'd is the flower; |
[Feb. 8th, 2011|08:33 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | alchemicchosen, dantespet, ed_elric, father_lucifer, haganenomore, hand_of_sorrow, johnyangryjohny, not_the_9th_dr, onethirdhuman, transientsource, worrywort | ] |
Someone had pushed a flowercart into the Nexus, under the Sign. A cheerful banner proclaims "Happy Valentines' Day!" with other signs saying "Sweets for your Sweetheart" and "Flowers for your Flower" . Buckets of water stand inside the cart, filled to the brim with roses of various colors. On either side stand stacks of chocolate boxes and racks of bags of conversation hearts. The entire thing is done up with more pink and hearts than a little girl's bedroom. There's no attendant in site, nor are prices marked.
[OOC: LOL Instructions: The roses' thorns are extra in-the-way and able to pierce through anything, and one prick (stop snickering) will cast a spell of altered emotion on the holder. Your choice who it affects: first person seen, changing the character's strongest relationship... whatever seems like a good idea. Here's how the flower colors match up:
[Red: love
White: reverence/loyalty
Yellow: friendship
Pink: admiration
Orange: passion/lust
Lilac: infatuation
[In departure from Nexus tradition, the candy is safe, free and utterly delicious. If you want to risk eating food lying around in the Nexus, that is.] |
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| A sentiment that's deeper than loyalty |
[Feb. 3rd, 2011|07:07 pm] |
Paul usually sat in the gardens of the Elric Apartments with his Bible, studying its words, but today, he was at the sign. And he was pacing a big while he reads, fingering his rosary like worry beads. "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends," he finally said. "John, fifteen, thirteen."
He sighed, closing the book, careful of a piece of paper that tried to flutter out from somewhere in the early Old Testament. "These are noble words to live by, but terribly frightening. There are terrible things going on in my homeland right now, and I am in a unique position to try to help before it gets worse. But I have been advised to stay here for my own safety. What would you do in my position?" |
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| Compatibility issues |
[Jan. 29th, 2011|04:59 pm] |
Elsa's back, and anyone who was previously loled by her will notice she's not offering an apology for that.
She flops into a Nexus Chair and lolls her head back, looking exhausted. Finally, she lifts her head and looks around. "How do you convince someone you used to be compatible with that you're not anymore?" |
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| The Bitch Is Back |
[Jan. 23rd, 2011|12:38 am] |
Dante has once again returned to the Nexus. Now that she has made some plans, she intends to carry them out. Even if she isn't quite certain what she intends to do with Sarah yet. Merely use her to manipulate Edward into returning or moving house. Perhaps both.
As it is, she'll not ready to remove the illusion of benevolence quite yet. Even if her question could imply otherwise.
"What would you do if someone who turns out to be unreliable caused the delay of plans you made for an indeterminate amount of time? And how would you punish them if they are someone you have authority over?" |
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| Storytellers? |
[Jan. 18th, 2011|07:11 pm] |
Look who's back! The Edward that has a tendency to chew at his lips when he's talking (quietly) was sitting on a Convenient Nexus Couch, legs curled up to his chest, folding him up like an accordian. He was frowning in consternation as he considered his question.
"Is anyone here a storyteller?" he finally asked. "I'm working on something back home, and I'm afraid I'm coming across as really boring to listen to." |
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[Dec. 24th, 2010|09:25 am] |
Chrono is in the Nexus, sitting in one of the Convenient Nexus Couches. Somewhere nearby on a Convenient Nexus television set, "A Christmas Story" is playing, but Chrono isn't really paying attention. "Have you ever been mistaken for someone or something you're not?" |
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| A Very Merry Either Or |
[Dec. 15th, 2010|10:37 pm] |
"I had a very unpleasant encounter while shopping recently," Fiore says in a very calm voice. "I wished someone 'happy holidays' and they said 'it's Merry Christmas.'" A slight pause. "So, I suppose my question is 'happy holidays,' or Merry 'Christmas?'"
"Another question; what can you do for someone who becomes very unhappy this time of year?" |
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[Dec. 7th, 2010|03:13 pm] |
Sandra is sitting on one of the couches scattered around the Sign, for once without her Hiding Cloak, with her legs curled up awkwardly and her arms wrapped around, as close as she can get to hugging her knees to her chest with her odd legs. In a quiet but echoing and other-worldly voice, she asks, "How long after something changes should you stop hiding it and try to accept it?"
She pauses a moment, then clarifies. "Not puberty or your dad re-marrying or something normal like that, but something that shouldn't have ever happened, and in theory should be able to be put right again." |
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| A Mortality Question: Text |
[Nov. 8th, 2010|09:16 pm] |
This message is found on various terminals, and has a partial clip of "Don't Fear the Reaper"
playing.
( Cut just in case. ) |
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