29 December 2012 @ 04:02 pm
Guys?

We need to stop Xemnas, and we need to stop him now.
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26 August 2012 @ 10:49 pm
I think we need to get together and have a, um, I guess it would be a meeting?

[Sora's not good at this leadership thing, okay?]

We need to figure out a way to get out of here and stop Xemnas, for good.
 
 
17 June 2012 @ 11:25 pm
Has anyone seen Roxas lately? 

Axel, Xion, Is he with you?
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24 May 2012 @ 12:17 am
[There’s the sound of "hmming" and "humming." Alice is examining the little box, her bright blue eyes are looking at the screen and turning the electronic journal this way and that. She blinks and then pulls away. She is completely unaware the sounds of her actions are being recorded. She has no idea how this little device works and it certainly didn't come up with the Mad Hatter... Or if it did, he went off on a tangent too quickly for her to fully understand]

Goodness! [A soft British child's voice comes through the microphone.] What a most peculiar sort of box! I’ve not seen something like this before. I wonder what it is! Or perhaps the question to ask is what is does. I don’t think it would mind if I asked both questions though, but you can never tell sometimes! Hmm...

[There is a soft sigh as Alice frowns slightly and bites her lip.]

Oh dear...

Alice you silly thing... You should have asked Mr. Hatter about this... whatever it is.

Now then... [Her voice becomes muffled as she covers the microphone.]

Hmm? What's this? [Her voice becomes more clear as her hands have moved.] Oh it's... a light? What does the light mean? Maybe it isn't a light...

[More sounds.]

Oh I do wish someone could tell me about this most curious thing!
 
 
Current Mood: curious
 
 
09 March 2012 @ 11:12 am
Huh. Just when I thought everything weird happened in Manhattan.

[There's some gravelly-sounding grumbling and cursing accompanying the sound of the journal being fumbled with for a moment.]

Since I'm about 90% sure this ain't Earth, some answers about where and what the hell this place is are gonna be needed. [A thoughtful pause.] Preferably, answers from folks who aren't like the damn dummies here who repeat the same five sentences no matter what you ask 'em.

If ya feel like socializin', the name's Fury - Nick Fury, Colonel in the U.S. Armed Forces and former director of SHIELD. I found myself here through what I've figured out to be the 'Vanaheim' gate.

[He stops again to think for a moment.]

Until I see evidence contrary, I'm assuming this whole popsicle-stand is a prison masquerading as something else entirely.
 
 
24 February 2012 @ 03:06 pm
It’s come to my attention that I really have no idea what I’m doing here. Not ‘here’ as in this place — although, yes, that as well — I mean here at this present moment in time.

Specifically here.
This moment.
Right now.

What I am doing right now, in this moment, specifically here — is attempting to plan a wedding. A blue wedding — it has to be blue, no exceptions — but so far all these books are lacking with blueativity. That is, blue creativity. The only things I’ve managed to find are traditional things that are needed, something borrowed, something blue, something old and something new.

Well I already have something borrowed, that would be the groom — although I’m not sure if I would call it borrowed or stolen, either way my Thief will do.

The something blue would be the wedding itself, blue. Blue I tell you, no exceptions!

Something old might as well be myself, I am more than ‘over the hill’ in age as the human saying goes…

Something new, though… Would the experience count as new? …Bah!

Does anyone know how to plan a wedding? I would ask my Thief, but I’m sure he doesn’t have a clue.
Suggestions would be appreciated, yes. Thank you!
 
 
10 February 2012 @ 06:09 pm
[Long Gasp]

Hey there, hi there, ho there Paixaonians!

How are all of you? I’m swell myself, I just flew here from Agrabah, and boy are my arms tired!


Cricket Chirping.MP3

G-Get it? My arms are… Hooooo boy, tough crowd. Anyway no matter, allow me to introduce my fabulous self. The name’s Eden. That’s spelt, E-D-E-N, you can call me Eddie, but I’m not a guy. Thank goodness, otherwise I wouldn’t look good in those skirts, know what I’m sayin’~?

Anyway, it’s a pleasure to meet y’all. I’m sure we can all get along splendidly. Thinking about cooking up some eggs and bacon for my new master Terra, oh she is such a sweet heart~! Oh-! Oh this was announced to all of Paixao. Oh well, I don’t mind because it’s true. TERRA YOU’RE A SWEETHEART, I WANNA SQUISH YOUR CHEEKS, YOU’RE SO CUTE!
 
 
04 January 2012 @ 06:09 pm
Hearts full of rage, so many to harvest.
 
 
[his voice is quiet, his tone still, but despite this, the anger is quite obvious by the way his words tremble slightly. He takes a deep, slightly shuddering breath before he speaks]

I assume that most of you have seen the new information that's come to light. I'm not sure when this started, or exactly why this started, but one thing is inescapably clear: this all needs to stop. All of this. The experiments, the disappearances, the arrests. All of it. And we need to stop it ourselves. I'm sure some of you already know what I'm going to suggest, and some of you might already be ready to suggest it yourselves. Maybe some of you did, before I got here.

We need to stand together. We need to be strong enough and brave enough to weather the storm that's ahead of us. The longer we stand idle, the longer this goes on, and the more people get hurt - and I, for one, am not willing to let this slide. We have to gather together, and I think you all know exactly what I'm talking about.

Oh, I'm angry. I've never done that before, not as this me. I honestly have no idea what I'm going to do now, or what's going to happen. [a shaky laugh emerges]

Anyway, who's with me? We can have meetings and get into group hugs and everything. [despite the lightness of his words, it's clear he's deadly serious about gathering an army, even though he - barely - refrains from saying it]
 
 
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?
 
 
28 September 2011 @ 11:07 pm
[a very tired, but cheerful-sounding Doctor sounds off. He sounds older now, more wearied than he did before, but he's making an effort to keep the majority of it out of his voice]

Right, then! Hello, everyone. Sorry I've been out for so long, but somebody decided it would be a good idea to try and blow me up, among other things. And I see it's snowing! Not that I couldn't see it where I was, at least until I was blindfolded, but I love snow! That's brilliant. Only how's it falling beneath the domes? That's something. I might have to poke it with a stick.

Anyway, enough about me. How are you all doing? And Roxas, don't think I've forgotten about you. If you're ready, I can help as soon as I recover.
 
 
28 September 2011 @ 09:11 pm
[Well, if anyone had more information, this seemed like the place to find it.]

So..

Has there been anyone here who's seen this 'Organization' before?
 
 
Hello everyone! It's the Doctor here. ...the one that doesn't eat fish custard or wears a bow-tie. The one that was here first.

Right, so, just to get this out of the way now-- No, I'm not sure where my future self has gotten to, but I doubt there's any reason to be alarmed, well, not too much anyways. Not yet. You see, if I--he is in some kind of trouble, well, he's rather good at getting out of trouble. So there's no reason to panic. [Though he's saying this, there is a faint concern hidden in there.]

So, yes, where was I? Ah, right. Me, being here first.

You see, when I arrived here I was in my TARDIS. It's been sitting at low power for some time now, but there was a reason for that. Now that we've been here so long, I was able to use the power she's managed to store up, along with some modifications, to get the scanners, well, scanning. Scanning beyond the castle, to be exact.

And, well, that's the good news I'm afraid. Bad news from here on out.

[The Doctor's tone shifts at this point. He's serious... very serious, and obviously a bit bothered at what he learned.]

There's nothing out there.

No, it's not that they aren't working, believe me, they're working. There just was nothing to scan--no planets, stars or even strange anomalies. Just... emptiness.

Now, I wasn't able to boost the scanners enough to determine just how large the dimension we're in IS. It's possible we could be in some sort of pocket universe. Or there could be some sort of barrier, but the scanners should have picked up anything like that. Or, well, it's hard to say until we find out more about where and what this place we're in is.

I really do wish I'd had good news. We're about due for some at this point, I'd say.
 
 
17 August 2011 @ 04:44 am
I have learned a great deal about this land. I never expected to meet humans - much less humans with exceptional powers. [He chuckles lowly.]

Perhaps one of them could rid us of the troublesome shadows. [And by "troublesome shadows" he means the Heartless.] Would anyone be willing to give it a try?
 
 
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01 August 2011 @ 11:40 am
Peter Pan! If you're out there, you better say something! This is your worst prank yet! I was told by a new friend that Hook was here. Ohhh, if you got yourself captured I'm going to be so cross with you! How could you just leave me in this strange place?

Come on, Peter, you have to be out there! Hello? Oh, can anyone tell me if anyone seen my dear Peter Pan?
 
 
01 July 2011 @ 10:52 pm
[Oh look! Privacy settings. Is Mufasa getting sneakier? (Open to everyone BUT Scar, Zira, Shenzi and Ed.)]

I had hoped I would not have to warn those living in Paixao. But the time has come for you to be aware. I have done what I can in the past where it concerns the hyenas, yet...

[There is clear disappointment in his voice.]

They do no follow the circle of life. Keep close watch over your loved ones.

[/]

All will be well.
 
 
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28 June 2011 @ 03:06 pm
This is hardly my Wonderland… or is it? It’s so different than what I remember. But Dr. Bumby says that change is good, so I suppose I ought to leave it. Still, if this were Wonderland, wouldn’t the Cat be here to greet me? He never misses a trick, or an opportunity to tease. I wonder if perhaps all cats aren’t like that, but I'm getting ahead of myself.

Does anyone know where I might find the Cheshire Cat? Or the White Rabbit, perhaps? This certainly isn’t London, and I'm willing to bet I'm not at the asylum… or I would, if I were the betting sort.

What I mean to say is, can anyone help me? They say ignorance is bliss, but really, I'm rather on the other side of bliss at the moment.
 
 
21 June 2011 @ 08:12 pm
Okay, I think this will work...Wait a minute! Hyne, I didn't want it to record yet!

[Oh well, might as well make the best of this anyway.]

Let me start this over. Everyone can hear me okay, right? I hope so because I could really use some help. Mostly information. First, can anyone tell me where I am, and maybe how I got here? Second, I'm trying to find some friends of mine, so if anyone could maybe help me with that, I'd be really glad.

Selphie, Zell, Quistis, Irvine, Squall, if any of you guys can hear this, let me know, okay?

Okay, now onto the third question. Does anyone know a way to get back to Balamb Garden? Actually, maybe I should be asking, is there a way back to Garden?
 
 
20 June 2011 @ 05:14 pm
{The sound of flipping pages begins this entry. Belle is hard at work in the library, cataloguing anything of interest. Her notes are extensive and she isn't sure most of it is useful. Yet she doesn't feel right leaving anything out. Epiphanies might come later.

Unfortunately, because of the nature of the library, there is a thin layer of dust on the table. When Belle tries to speak, she sneezes.}


S-Sorry... {She mumbles, freeing a handkerchief from her pocket.} I wanted to ask if anyone else has spent extensive time at the library. I'm sure I would have seen you by now...unless you stopped coming.

The reason why I'm asking has to do with some recent additions I've found. {She shuffles some papers.} Keeping notes on what has happened seems important. If you can write, would you mind adding your own experiences thus far to the library? And if you can't, I don't mind writing for you.
 
 
01 June 2011 @ 03:10 am
[there's a shrill, babbling voice of a worried mother meerkat cutting across the board]

I knew it, I knew it - why did I give him so much space? Why did I keep my mouth shut? It seemed something good to try at the time but but - he's gone! He's been gone for so long and he hasn't come back and he always came back except now! He's not coming back this time, I just know it. And I don't even know where he went... Timon, all alone out in this frightening jungle!

[long, quiet, jittery pause... and then a hitched sob]

He's dead. My little Timmy is... is dead!

[because Ma totally has all the evidence for this. yep.]