[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.]

[God-Locked to Megara, voice]

Meg, Meggles, how you doing? We haven't gotten to talking much lately and I think it's due time that we have a nice little meeting, don't you? No rainchecks.



[God-Locked from Megara; anon, text]

There's a woman in the city named Megara. I remember she was having trouble with someone named Vyers, was it? Is she alright? She doesn't seem to be someone to ask for help, so... I hope someone's kept an eye out for her. There's not much I can do.

[why yes Hades is fishing for naive buddies of Meg]

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.

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. >.>]

- drana, dryd cruimt tu ed. [tapping sound]

Ahem. Testing, one, two, three! This is Rikku. Does anyone read me?

[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.

[a very confused, androgynous voice sounds over the journals]

What the...? How in the worlds did I end up back here?

[sounds of fumbling and a muffled "Hey!" followed by a girlish chuckle]

Pfft, like you lot can really expect me to wait in line. It's so boring! Besides, I've already been here; I'm sure you know me already.

Since the former boss has vanished, I've decided to take over the Seventh Heaven for the time being and I need some more employees. Specifically, someone who can cook and a couple more people to serve tables. But definitely a cook; I'd mess up boiling water, so you really don't want me to make you anything.

If you're interested in a job, let me know. Money's not hard to come by, but having a consistent paycheck is more comforting than you might think.

[ clears his throat ]

FORCED CITIZENS OF PAIXAO! This is THE GREAT JECHT, comin' to ya, live!

I'm sure, by now, all of you have no doubt come across just a few of the snazzy posters hanging around town! The purpose'uv 'em is to raise awareness about the RESISTANCE we're all thinkin' is around here! But I tell ya, we sure ain't done much yet! So I got to thinkin' -- If a leader's what you're lookin' for, then LOOK NO MORE!

I'm offerin' my services to get a handle on this here situation, an' make sure that each an' every single one'uv us gets outta here in one piece, and wind up back where we belong! It's time we RAISED UP to get COUNTED AROUND HERE!

If yer WITH ME, LET ME KNOW!

I'll be holdin' a get-together for the lot'uv us at PAIXAO CENTRAL STATION, y'know the one, smack dab in the middle'uv the city!

Fighter, healer, mage, machina expert, demi-humans ALL WELCOME!

( POSTER )

I am seeking some form of training for combat. Recent events have made me realize how insufficient I am on the field of battle. I would really prefer not to be a liability, or at the very least, not hold people back.

To this end, I'm hoping there is someone experienced in fighting who can teach me some self-defense. I'm not sure what kind of combat I'd be most suited for, since I am so inexperienced in such things, but I'm willing to do whatever is deemed necessary.

I would pay for these training sessions, of course.

Thank you very much.

~Belle

Rikku. Yuna. Are you here?

I think I'm lost. I'm not even sure how I got here, or where 'here' is, but...I would be very grateful if someone could help me. Please?

I've never heard of 'Paixao' and...this city, it's machina is on the level of Zanarkand's own, if not beyond. Speaking of which, does anyone know how far this place is from Zanarkand? Or maybe Besaid?

If there is a temple of the Fayth nearby, that would be nice to know, too.