sirenspull | Entries tagged with c: xemnas

[It seems that at first there's nothing there, but then the picture focuses, and a figure can be seen walking toward the source of the video feed. There's a definite swagger to that walk, exuded confidence, and an almost nonchalance...]

Well, well. It looks like infinite possibility lies ahead.

I wonder what the gallery of worlds has to offer? Perhaps a new beginning will see fruitful results... at any rate, my time here has come to an end.

[And then he turns to leave, exiting as nonchalantly as he came...]

Perhaps we may even meet again... if you survive that long.

aslandish

[ Aslan stands on the site where the baseball diamond once stood. The Darkness has already descended, and in the night, he appears to be a beacon, shining for a light a hope.

His expression is grave. ]

I will be returning to Narnia at dawn.

To those who wish to accompany me or require guidance through the In-Between Places of the World, I will assist you as I am able.

For those who remain- take heart in the days that lie ahead. Light will ever shine, even in the deepest darkness.

My thoughts shall not be far from your cause.

madannoshashu

[ Good evening, Siren's Port. This may or may not be a familiar face, but tonight, Xigbar stands upon a rooftop, the headquarters of the Xino E. Mao Corporation in the background. He's wearing the black coat this time, as opposed to his more business-like attire, and as he begins his address, there a flames visible somewhere in the distance. ]

Good evening, Siren's Port -- or fellow Newcomers, should I say?

[ He waves a hand, and shadows start forming behind him. ]

Normally, I'd say a little something about AGI or the wonders of corporate power. [ He shrugs. ] But now? [ His smile broadens. ] I'd say it'd be a little dishonest, wouldn't you?

[ Behind him, the tower he once reigned in as CBO erupts in dark flames, and the shadows behind him materialize into a recognizable form. There's three of them, jaws snapping lightly.

Xigbar flashes a demented smile towards the camera. ]

The Darkness is upon us, friends. Let's make use of the time we have left.

[ With that, he shuts off the feed. ]

pullsheavendown

[The video feed clicks on to show a face that hasn't appeared too often on the network lately, and it's not so surprising that he looks a little pensive, a little thoughtful. He pauses to collect his thoughts before speaking.]

So...it's my birthday today. Oh, I'm not telling people to get good wishes or presents or anything. But it's my fourth one in Siren's Port, and that means I've been here a little over three years now.

Maybe it doesn't sound that long to some people, but it does to me. Except it went by really fast, too. I guess that's just from looking back at everything, though. Because a lot of stuff happened.

I'm eighteen today. There were times I never thought I'd get this far. I'm definitely not the same person I was when I was pulled, but I guess everyone grows up. Still...I think I wouldn't be who I am now if it weren't for all the people I met in this world. Some are gone, some are still here...some I still miss.

I dunno if I'll have a fifth birthday here or not. No one ever knows how long we'll be here, right? It's not supposed to be home for any of us. We're newcomers. But it has been for me, for a while now. Whatever happens, whether I have another birthday here or not...I'm glad I had this one.

[He fiddles with the NV for a moment before ducking his head.]

I guess I just needed to say that.

rainprism

[The feed kicks on, and .... here's Aqua, dressed for bed, but she's well-covered by a more tasteful night robe. The camera's set up to face her wall desk, and there's a pause as she adjusts the lens before sitting back, settling into the rolling chair and folding her hands neatly in her lap.]

Seems like things are finally getting back to normal ...

[She hasn't heard any other reports or fallout of bodyswapping. Needless to say, it's been ... quite an adventure in self-appreciation to be back to her old self. Dr. Orpheus -- bless that man -- was probably feeling the same way.

Even so, it's taken a while for things to renormalize.]

I hope everyone is alright. I've been thinking, though ...

[Her even gaze lowers somewhat for a moment before she looks back up at the NV.]

This is ... kind of a question for the whole city. Anybody is welcome to answer.

[Clearing her throat.]

If you could find out what happens after you die ... would you want to know? Without having to die first, I mean. ... To know everything. Not just what happens to yourself, but what your friends and family go through, the changes that come about in the world, if there are any.

[Kind of a somber subject, and she wrings her hands once or twice.]

It's only a question, so ... take it with a grain of salt, as they say.

[[ ooc : replies are coming tonight 8/18! sorry for the delay! ]]

aslandish

[ The sun rises as it always has, the light of day breaking slowly over a distant horizon as the sirens begin to sound. It is not long after that the veil of darkness begins to lift and a Song can be heard, an earthen lilt that speaks of joy and sorrow both, of triumph and affliction.

It rises, it soars, and sweeps the very sky itself with the scope of its magnificence.

It lasts for quite some time, the melody eventually dissolving into the chorus of many waters dashing against the seashore.

He is happy today, but also rather sad. ]

[ooc: Permissions post is here! As always, anyone with the ability to sense who and what he is, feel free to do so! Aslan will be hanging around the beach today so feel free to drop in on him in an action thread!]

ninthserenade

ATTN: XINO E MAO EMPLOYEES

i ordered a fish tank for the lobby so if a delivery guy comes up askin for demyx either sign the clipboard or call for me
i got a bunch of fish yesterday to spruce the place up when it was raining fish an i had a bunch left over so i ordered this 100 gallon tank to put em in it should be here by ummmm
tomorrow morning i think
but no one toss the big plastic container i got in the break room cuz its full of water an all the fish are in there

i mean it if someone dumps it i will end you!!!!!!

-Demyx

_{[And then a good ten minutes later;]}

oh! but if anyone wants some of the fish just drop me a line! im gonna bring a couple to Purg too to sit in the dressing rooms! i can bring em over whenever you want or i can have a dusk deliver them! yjust gotta promise to take good care of them cuz they were falling outta the sky so they were pretty shaken up yesterday but now theyve been swimming around and pretty much acting like super healthy fish! jus toss me a line here or call me on my NV if you guys are interested ♪

pullsheavendown

Does anyone here ever feel like time doesn't move at the same pace all the time?

[Roxas is recording this post from the front window of his coffee shop, off his shift and therefore free to chat it up with the network. The (for now) light drizzle seems to have put him in a contemplative mood again.]

Not just when you're really bored on a slow afternoon and just want to skip ahead a few hours. (I know minutes are longer than 60 seconds then.) It's just...in a few days I'll have been here for two years. Two years. And I know that's right, but it doesn't seem like it's true.

[He chuckles and takes the last sip of to-go coffee.]

I remember when I counted time in days. Sometimes weeks. A year seemed like a lifetime. [A sadder expression appears on his face for a fleeting moment.] Maybe it was a lifetime, because I'm definitely living a different life than I was when I arrived. Sometimes I feel like a completely different person.

But it's been good. Even with the darkness, and even though really bad things have happened. Good things have, too. I've gotten to know people I never would have spoken to otherwise, and not just people from different worlds. I'm grateful for that. It hurts when people leave, but I think it's better than not knowing them at all.

So I guess I want to say...thanks. However long I stay here, it's been worth it.

[He peers out the window, then straightens up.] Looks like the rain's letting up a little. I'm gonna go get some errands done.

[ooc: Roxas, as an early victim of the Wiles of Memory plot, certain aspects of his memory have been removed or changed; however, he is not aware of this yet. Perhaps conversation in the comments will trigger a realization? Open to action.]

presspasskey

[ Lois looks far, far too amused today. And it's not the kind of amused that implies someone did something to entertain her; oh no, this is a Lois Lane who's got something planned.

Two weeks and the apocalypse hasn't come; she figures it's safe to be public about this now. ]

I did some research. Turns out this is the day when women are allowed to propose to men. Apparently in Finland saying no means the guy has to buy her fabric for a new skirt. I think she still has to make it herself, though. Lucky her.

My opinion on 'allowed' is probably obvious, so I won't go there.

[ She bites her lip for a moment to keep from laughing. ]

Anyway, she's got this chance that only comes along once every four years. Say she wants to be extra cheesy because it's also her boyfriend's birthday. The problem is he's only a quarter of the age someone born the day before would be.

A girl really can't propose to someone the calendar thinks is six years old.

Besides, I'm taken.

[ As she takes a sip of what is probably coffee, something glints on her left hand. ]

So I guess you'll just have to settle for 'Happy birthday,' Smallville.

voidgears

[the feed starts with a little bit of feedback, but when it starts the voice is one of one perturbed angry, unversed boy. And yes, he's shouting]

VENTUS!!!!

I know you're here, so stop hiding from me.

[The voice isn't as loud or as angry, but he's still pretty pissed.] You and I. We need to talk. [A heart to heart if you will] There's some guidelines that need to be laid down.

And this time? No hiding behind those pesky little friends of yours.

I mean it. You better find me before I find you.

[/end feed]

aslandish

[ There are no grand and glorious proclamations this day, nor joy nor exultations, though his mood is far from poor. Rather, he is thoughtful, and it reflects in his words and tone. ]

A star falls from heaven.

Can it someday return, restored to its proper place?

[ooc: Permissions post is here! Please have a look before tagging! Also, if you have already tagged it, please update it if your journal names have changed. WELCOME TO DW, EVERYBODY \o/]