| I do what I can't, just because I can. |
[Feb. 12th, 2012|08:59 pm] |
A girl looks up at the sign from her kneeling position, seemingly confused by it. Small specks of blood cover her face, but it's not hard to figure out that it's not her own. She stands up slowly, holding what those familiar with earth history will recognize as an ak-47, slightly modified with a bayonet on the end, similarly bloodstained. Other then that, she's wearing a relatively casual outfit, consisting of short heels, black trousers, and a white button up blouse, as well as a leather jacket with another holster concealed beneath it. She brushes herself off, seemingly unfazed by a sudden change in surroundings.
"Ask a question?" She says in a melodic voice. "What an interesting mind trick. Alright, I have a question, Puppet master. Where's the trick this time?" |
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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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| 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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[Aug. 6th, 2010|05:04 pm] |
There were many things that Gourry could say to the magical glowing sign. Where Lina was. Where he was. Why everyone was dressed so strangely, or what day it was, or what the hell was going on, seriously. Many things.
And yet, none of them came to mind. None of them even seemed relevant in the face of the burning question that he actually asked:
"So where's good to eat around here?" |
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[Apr. 9th, 2010|02:11 pm] |
"She calls this a Retirement community?" Dr. Tachyon looked around the Nexus and sighed. "A wonderful place that's peaceful and quiet, she said, near the center of everything. I didn't think she meant literally."
The diminutive man stood by the sign dressed in what for him would be considered rather drab clothing; a victorian style suit of crushed red velvet, a wide brimmed matching hat with pale pink plumes, a snow white shirt spilling lace from the jacket collar and a coral pink cloak. Drab only because it consisted of shades of the same color.
"Ask a question? Alright. I've had a pretty....chaotic....life so far, lots of ups and downs and many sideways as well. What would you consider the strangest thing to happen to you?" |
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[Mar. 13th, 2010|01:32 pm] |
Its been a long time since this Roy Mustang has entered the Nexus. In fact, he's rather surprised by it. He glances around, taking note of those around him. There's no way the military could have followed him here, but they could have found another way here. They've wanted access to the Nexus, still now that he's found it again, he can use it to his benefit. He heads into the center.
"How long can you fight before you forget how to do anything else?" Mustang asks, with all the weariness of one who is getting tired of conflict. "I'm also curious if there are ways to get information from one world while I'm here?" |
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| "You were searching for a soul, tearing yourself apart just to become whole..." |
[Jul. 23rd, 2009|08:28 pm] |
It had been a while since Riza had gone around the obnoxious sign, much less to ask anything of her own. But it was the best and quickest way she could think to accomplish what she needed to find out.
"I'm wondering if there's anyone here who is familiar and experienced with magic that can relate to a person's soul, or soul energy, or anything along those lines," she said, "and barring that, does anyone know how I could get in touch with Filia Ul Copt? A woman who looks about my age, maybe a little younger, with very long blonde hair, blue eyes, and pointed ears?" |
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