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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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| Happy Halloween! |
[Oct. 27th, 2010|08:50 pm] |
Some of the residents at ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif) elric_apts might recognize the young woman at the sign. Anna, the adopted sister of ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) gatemaster, had made herself comfortable in a fold-out chair, with a large plastic cauldron full of a wide variety of candy.
Twix, Snickers, Hersheys, M&Ms, Jolly Rancher hard candies, the list goes on.
"It's getting to be that time of year again," Anna said, "at least on Earth. Anyone want some Halloween candy?"
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(Yes, the candy is LOL-candy. If a character eats it, s/he will become a ghost for a length of time determined by the player, not less than six hours, and not more than four days. During this time, the character will be invisible and intangible, but will be able to speak normally, as s/he will not quite be a "real ghost". The only other characters who will be able to see the ghosted characters are as follows:
1) real ghosts
2) loop_me_in
3) other 'fake ghost' characters
4) psychics - both the mystic kind and the telepath kind.
5) anyone the character is soulbound to, provided the character is soulbound in the first place |
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| Nexus, meet Marla... |
[Aug. 19th, 2010|08:36 pm] |
There is a woman in the Nexus, which isn't terribly unusual -- there are many women in the Nexus. She is dressed casually, and the flip flops and T-shirt hint that she probably came from somewhere warmer. There is a tote bag -- a touristy affair with a palm tree and 'Maui' written on it -- full of odds and ends in her left hand. The dagger hanging from a belt around her waist -- the very magical dagger, despite the fact someone wrapped the handle in colored electrical tape -- hint that she's probably either the sort who is paranoid or threatened enough to wear a knife to the beach.
She regarded the sign with some seriousness. "Shit, B was right," she said softly. "Rondeau?" She looks around, sighing. "You better have just wandered off for a drink or something."
Marla slouched on one of the chairs nearby. "Okay, so questions. How many of you people have had a home? I don't mean somewhere where you keep your crap or the shithole town you happened to be born, but a place where you felt like you belong."
(Probably will be spoilers for Broken Mirrors in the comments; the ending left Marla kind of pissed...) |
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| Amatter of time |
[Apr. 5th, 2010|10:59 pm] |
Fujin had been sitting out by the sign most of the...day? Week? however long she'd been here this time. Weather hadn't seemed to change much, which made hanging out by the sign rather pleasant, but sometimes she wished for a good storm. Storms were loud and chaotic, and somehow comforting.
Looking for something to do, she took out some poster board and wrote a question on one.
If someone offered you the chance to change something horrible in your past would you do it? Would you do it if you knew that chance could go wrong and undo time itself?"
she set the poster board up next to her and took out a smaller tablet of paper and started to draw.
((mun is heading home, more in about an hour)) |
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| Have an(other) Elric, Nexus! |
[Jan. 4th, 2010|08:40 pm] |
There is an Edward Elric in the Nexus, studying The Sign. This one seems different -- maybe not as much as the genderswapped ones some. Is it the fact his coat looks more like a robe? Is it the fact he's merely 'on the short side' rather than 'fullmetal chibi'? Is it that both of his hands appear to be flesh?
Maybe it's the antennae -- not just a stray bit of hair sticking out of his bangs, but two thin, almost insectlike strands poking out from within his hair.
"Where..." he shook his head. "No, I don't want that to be my question. I'm looking for someone. Can anyone help me out here?" |
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| Hey look, there's an old face in the Nexus... |
[Dec. 5th, 2009|10:31 pm] |
The first sign of the arrival of Doctor Dan Clifford is a simple golf ball, bouncing off the sign. A few minutes later, there's a golf cart that comes in. The man gets out, and to some people he may look familiar.
"Alright, what happened to the green of the 9th hole?" he asks, looking around. |
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[Apr. 11th, 2009|06:51 pm] |
Ed's currently perched on a barstool, not wanting the comfort of one of the armchairs scattered about the Nexus. For awhile, he's perfectly content to watch people pass by as he mulls over what he wants to ask and how to word it. Eventually, he gives up on trying to word things delicately and decides to go with blunt.
"Okay. Suppose you and a friend had apparently been flirting with each other without even knowing you were doing it until someone else points it out. Possibly embarrassing yes, but not a problem, right? Wrong. Because said friend is already involved with someone else. That someone happening to be an alt." He sighs. "There's also the problem that we're probably better friends than we should be, and I, at least, have been trying to put a little distance back into things. Not terribly much--just enough to try to get things back to the proper levels or something."
Now he rubs at the back of his neck. "It doesn't help that we've already found out relatively soon after we first met that we were interested in each other in the 'more than friends' sense although a certain amount of that could have been brought on by personal stuff we've both been going through at the time that I don't feel like going into. Anyway, she recently realized that she's still interested in me. And before someone suggests the polygamy thing, the alt and I don't like each other and would probably spend entirely too much time sniping at each other or getting into outright fights if we had to live in the same apartment together."
Now he smiles weakly. "I guess my question is: thoughts on this?" |
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