11 February 2012 @ 04:05 pm
[voice flicks on. she sounds pretty nervous.]

Y’know, when a girl's dragged out of her own dimension into another one, she kinda likes to be asked about it first. Or told, at least. Don't get me wrong--I'm always up for an adventure, but. Even this is kind of extensive for my tastes. And I have pretty unique tastes.

Like, this place isn't full of memories masquerading as live people, which is pretty cool, but it isn't full of chocobos or Hypello either, which makes it less cool. There is some nifty machina, like this communicator not-really-spherical thing, but... nothing else I really recognize. Not even any tall buildings like in Bevelle. [there's a frown in her voice.] But Shiva knows I really don't wanna be there right now.

Moving on.

[and now her tone changes; all the mischievousness.]

Anyways, does this place have a name? It can't not have a name, right? That'd be silly, and a place that brought the Great and Awesome Rikku here can't be silly. Because I'm totally not silly--if I'm gonna be on an adventure in another dimension, I gotta be serious and calm and stuff. Like Auron!

[she struggles to make her voice serious, but she can't keep it up, and she giggles as she reverts back to her token cheerful tone. then her voice fades to something like puzzlement.]

Hey, can anybody even hear this? [she taps the microphone, getting up close--she's a little loud, now.] Is it on right? I thought so, but just in case--

[she raises her voice, almost yelling now.] Hello? Hello! Hey, hi there, I'm Rikku! Anybody there? Answer me, okay?

[she laughs, pulling back from the microphone. the feed cuts.]
 
 
14 October 2011 @ 10:24 pm
What a delightful little trinket! It's so small and compact, a pocket device. And it flips opened, there is nothing more thrilling than flipping things opened! Of course it doesn't have nearly as many buttons and levers and pullies and screens and lights as I do.

Did. Do. Did...

Did. Yes, did as in this flesh body I don't have buttons or levers or pullies or screens and lights. That's almost tragic, I always was fond of blinky lights — they drove my thief mad when I set them off at the "wrong times." I do disagree that there is a wrong time, though. Blinky lights are the best lights, much better than plain old boring solid lights.

Oh! Suddenly I'm finding myself realizing this flesh body is that one of the woman's from... But now that's interesting, isn't it? How did that happen? I thought I was back in... Stranger things have happened, I suppose. Do you know how incredibly uncomfortable it is to have a TARDIS land within another TARDIS?

Very squishy.

But!
Perhaps it's time to get back onto track, so to speak.

Hello new world of many that I have been placed onto... I'm Sexy. And I'm looking for my thief.
Have you seen him?
 
 
14 July 2011 @ 02:34 am
I didn't know dogs could get so big. {Guess who else spied a hyena?} I've seen wolves before, but these... {These could rip you apart in no time flat.} Has anyone been hurt? I'm not a healer or a physician, but...I don't mind tending to people...or animals. {She adds in a softer voice.}

{Private to Beast.}

I've been exploring a lot lately. There are so many beautiful places here. {She pauses and gathers her courage.} Would you like to re-visit some of them with me?

{/}
 
 
05 June 2011 @ 11:58 pm
Phillipe? {Belle's voice wavers as if she is close to tears.} Where did you take us, boy? This isn't what I saw at all. Where is...the snow?

{She gasps when she bumps the recorder.} What is this? {Lifting it up, she brushes it off and pauses. This tiny device reminds her so much of her father. Exhaling shakily, Belle holds the recorder to her chest.}

Can anyone hear me? Please! My father won't make it if I don't find him soon! {If the listener has keen hearing, they might notice that her heart is beating faster.} He c-came to rescue me. I can't leave him like that. I w-won't.
 
 
02 June 2011 @ 10:14 am
WHERE IS SHE?!

[The roar that follows echoes through the domes, reverberating throughout almost half the city from the Western slums. Anyone who listens to the post will find that Beast didn't bother to stop recording it, and will find their ears assaulted with as much power as the journal speakers can muster. The sounds of furniture getting destroyed can also be heard in the background.]

[ooc: Beast's replies are going to have lots of caps, and lots of angry yelling. Just...in case that wasn't painfully obvious. >.>]
 
 
11 April 2011 @ 10:30 pm
Kanaria? Kanaria? ...

She’s not answering, this isn’t good…

This is not good… Kanaria!

… [Frustrated sigh.]

Has anyone seen Kanaria?! Little girl, porcelain like skin, green hair? Anyone?!
 
 
13 March 2011 @ 10:00 pm
I have been in this city for quite a few days now, almost three weeks. And yet I have met almost no one else that resides here besides a good friend from home.

So I ask, is there anyone here who would like to talk for just a bit? I am not particular as to what we talk about, I am just curious.
 
 
Did I ever mention that there's nothing to do in this stupid place? Even with all the other worlds, there's nothing here!

Sokka, Suki, what are you guys up to?
 
 
Current Mood: bored
 
 
10 February 2011 @ 10:42 pm
[Before she starts talking, there are a few tapping sounds... because this is Rapunzel's first time posting to the network and she wants to be sure this thing is ON!]

So I have a question for everyone! You don't have to answer, but I think it'd be more fun if you did.

Do you have a dream? Something you want more than anything else in the world? If so... what is it?
 
 
11 November 2010 @ 08:52 am
- drana, dryd cruimt tu ed. [tapping sound]

Ahem. Testing, one, two, three! This is Rikku. Does anyone read me?
 
 
28 October 2010 @ 08:14 pm
[A very chatty, and energetic voice is heard over the journals, a slightly annoyed tone added to it.]

What could possibly be the point of making me do all this again? I wasn't even gone that long! Just a few minutes at most.

Really. I just don't get it. I wasn't even given enough time to do anything, and now I'm stuck back at the gate.

[She suddenly sighs as if relieved to have found something.]

Well, atleast I haven't lost anything.
 
 
15 October 2010 @ 06:08 pm
[An energetic, youthful voice crackles on the message board, broadcasting to anyone who'll listen. It sounds rather annoyed, though that quickly changes to enthusiastic amusement]

Alright, when’s this? This isn’t where I set the coordinates. The air smells… off. It’s an artificial world, isn’t it? Ah-hah, so that’s it. Right, then. I'm the Doctor; what seems to be the problem here? And don’t tell me there isn’t; I know trouble when I see it, and this is definitely troublesome. No, not the end of the uni – ah, maybe. But that’s alright, I’ve done this before, I’ll do it again. It’s the universe; something’s got to happen. So, then, what is it? Is there despair? Danger? Is the tea getting cold? Blimey, I hate it when that happens.

I can reset the TARDIS coordinates to five minutes past Amelia later. This is brilliant! New-old world where something’s not quite right; classic.