11 September 2012 @ 02:16 am
[There was a sound of Woody running, light taps anyway of what sounds like running. He could barely catch his breath. He sounds a bit panicked. Woody knows the destruction that happened while he was away. He is NOTHING but worried and stressed.]

I can’t find…. I can’t find…

Oh someone please, oh no don’t tell me that something bad-Has anyone seen Bullseye?!
 
 
03 June 2012 @ 07:26 pm

You know, this is starting to get real old. I've had it up to here with everyone avoiding me lately. Just cut it out already, would you? It ain't funny anymore. Believe me, I know funny.

I mean it, guys! This is where I put my foot down. Well, maybe not there. The floors kinda dirty in that spot but I'm putting it HERE! My foot. Down. So you better fess up.

...

Unless... Unless you're really not here anymore. And everyone already went home. And I'm the only one left! No, that can't be it. I can't be the last one here, can I?

... CAN I?!

 
 
28 May 2012 @ 09:47 pm
Esteemed guests, dilettantes, and connoisseurs of this prestigious city.

I believe the time has been far too long since we have made the appropriate contact with each other. Forgive me, for I have busied myself with research, research of the most philosophic kind. Again forgive me for at heart I am an inquiring soul.

However.

I intend to remedy my most antisocial tendencies immediately. Why, I believe we should keep a most regular correspondence.

[Throaty chuckle.]
 
 
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
 
 
04 March 2012 @ 01:22 pm
Hey, am I usin' this thing right?

[There's a faint tapping sound, as though the user is tapping the screen of the journal in hopes of some reaction.]

Think it's on, anyway... my name's Gourry Gabriev! I got separated from my friends, someone told me I might find 'em if I checked here? Anyone know a loud sorceress named Lina? If you've seen her, she's probably eating. Or maybe Zelgadis or Amelia! He's a scary-lookin' guy made of rock, and she's... well, she's probably standing on top of a building or a tree or something.

Unless they're not here at all... that's not possible, though, right? We usually get lost together!
 
 
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.]
 
 
16 October 2011 @ 06:56 pm
I'm supposed to talk to this thing right? Can people hear me with this? My name is Florian and I don't know where Daath is. Do you know?

....It's really cold here.
 
 
12 September 2011 @ 08:41 pm
[Xion doesn't often post to the message board... but this time, she's got a really good reason.

The observant might be able to tell she's in some sort of busy area, from the background noise. The fascination in her voice is more obvious.]

What's all this... white stuff? It's really cold... but kind of nice, too.

[yup, Xion's never seen snow 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.
 
 
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?
 
 
I wonder. How long have some of you been in this place? What are your homes like? Do you miss them?
 
 
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?!
 
 
[There's some static as it is turned on. Still very new to this communicator box, but she thinks it's on. Her friend Kakyuu showed her how to make a voice message. But, just to be sure--]

If the light is on, that means it's working, right...?

[The timidness in her tone soon shifts to worry.] Papa? Are you there? It's me, Nana!

I made a friend, and we're both looking for you...

[She doesn't seem to be aware that this message is for all to hear.]
 
 
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.
 
 
21 February 2011 @ 04:27 pm
Requesting information on energy sources present in city designation: Paixao. Preliminary searches have been unproductive.
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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.