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Who: Lloyd Irving and anyone Where: Starts off en route to the elevator, then continues up on the island When: Morning, Noon, and Afternoon (please specify) Style: I'll match! Status: Open! Warnings: Anyone who tags into the Afternoon runs the risk of being accidentally targeted by a powerful but miscast spell. If you want your character injured, go right ahead! o/ Just please, no character death. ( Morning. )( Noon. )( Afternoon. ) | |
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Who: OoT!Zelda, Zelos, everyone who has any sort of CR with OoT!Zelda, anyone else who happens to wander by. Pretty much anyone, honestly. When: All day Where: A big field in the park Style: Your choice Status: Open! [There are a suspicious amount of balloons gracing the plaza today, all in pink and gold. And not only in the plaza! Bunches of these balloons are tied from the walk in front of Ordo 2 & 3 leading all the way up through the plaza and into the park, a guide for the guest of honor to reach her own party!
The field the balloons lead into is set up with all manner of tables, adorably appointed in pinks and whites with fanciful candies in jars, cupcake pops, and a beautifully ornate birthday cake stands on a table to the side. There's another table set aside for gifts and cards as well, and even a live crustacean band that Zelos hired to provide music for the party.
Best birthday party ever? I think so! So feel free to enjoy yourselves~]
((ooc: So this is a mingle log for everyone to celebrate Zelda's birthday obviously! Anyone who saw Zelos' message on the network a couple days ago is welcome as long as they behave. You don't have to interact with Zelos or even Zelda though, just go ahead and treat it like a general mingle log)) | |
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Who: A very young Guy Cecil and a bunch of scary strangers. Where: Yutopil Apartments and the alleys near the plaza When: Monday morning - afternoon Style: I prefer [Action], but I'll match. Status: Open ( This isn't what I remember...! )[Residents of the lower floor of Yutopil might here a thumping crash from Apartment 1-5 early Monday morning, followed by a loud wail. That's because one little blonde boy has literally fallen out of his bed and hit the ground a bit too hard. Nothing to truly hurt him in the end, but... well, he is a bit of a coward, and the impact is enough to startle him to tears. What is this place?! Where is he? And now his head hurts and oh no, oh please, what is he going to do???? He will eventually wander from his strange quarters, although the outside world isn't very inviting. Every face is strange and hostile, and with what he's just seen and heard he can't help but flinch away. So don't be surprised if you come walking through the plaza and hear the sniffling sobs of a young child, not even a day past five, huddled in the alleyway behind a building, head buried against his knees or hands wringing at clothes of the finest quality (dusted with the clouded markings of soot). He may look like an animal caught frightened in a bright light. But for as much of a man as Mary wants him to be, a stranger is still a stranger, and strangers are still frightening.] ((OOC: All replies will be coming from heirofhod.)) | |
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Who: Shirley Fennes and Zelos Wilder Walter can come too if he wantsWhen: Right now Where: In the park! Style: Either Status: Closed? ( The joys of being the Merines ) | |
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It looks like Zelos has become enamored of Earth culture yet again and has outfitted the entire club like an American 1920's speakeasy. Each member of the staff has been outfitted with a 3-piece 1920's style suit (in the fabric style of their choice) complete with a matching fedora. Even the ambient music is much jazzier this month! Per usual the rules and employee roster are posted near the door. Hosts: Angelo Asbel Lhant Duke Pantarei Fai D. Flourite (assistant chef and appointments) Guy Cecil (bartender) Ioder Jade Curtiss (bartender) Malik Caesar (bartender) Peony Malkuth IX Rin Okumura (chef) Serph Sora and Roxas
Zelos Wilder (Only takes appointments with women.) Please note that some hosts may be unavailable due to coma.
This month guests are encouraged to get up and dance with their hosts, all the tables having been arranged to each side and the center of the room's floor kept clear for such activities. The bar has its regular assortment of drinks but there's something else called "moonshine" for this theme. 21+ only please! ((ooc: Thank you to Umi for this month's theme! If you have an idea for a theme you want to share, please either PM Zelos' journal or shoot me a plurk on reikofanel, thanks!)) | |
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Who: Kratos Aurion, Zelos Wilder When: Backdated to Nov. 26th Where: Ordo 3 Status: Closed
[Preparations were finally coming together for the Rune Crest, they just needed a proper healer. Since Kratos isn't entirely sure that Zelos won't be attempting to hide people from him, he's shown up for a surprise visit early morning on the first day of the curse to talk about it in person.
Good morning, Zelos. Have an angel knocking at your window.] | |
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Who: Zelos and Zelda (and anyone else who might visit while Zelos is holed up. Please talk to me first) Where: Ordo 3 When: 11/3 morning Status: Closed
[It's an hour after dawn when Zelos finally shows up at Ordo again. This wouldn't be odd normally - the Chosen is often out at all hours owing to his much truncated necessity for sleep, but this time it's his first sojourn back home in a week, since the first time the fairies had melted into nightmares.
He's quiet when he enters, not wanting to disturb the other residents if they were able to get sleep, a small pang of guilt gnawing at him as it occurs that Zelda may have had a curse of her own. He hadn't thought about it all week, too wrapped up in his own lack of self worth. And really it just goes to show how his thinking is right. He's selfish and should have thought-
No.
Stop.
Breathe.
He seats himself at the kitchen table, taking a long breath and closing his eyes, trying to relocate that center Sheena had guided him to, that place where he still wasn't the greatest, but he wasn't completely terrible either. What Guy had said before, when he'd come back to life.
For once, he tries just to let himself be human.
That's likely how Zelda finds him. Leaning a bit on his arms on the table, eyes closed and hair partially obscuring his expression.] | |
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The theme switch for the Golden Victory this month is virtually non-existent. Gone are the Halloween decorations but nothing's been done to take their place unless the other hosts have taken it upon themselves to decorate. It seems their fearless leader isn't quite so fearless after all and needs some extra time to recover from the most recent curse. He's been absent for almost two weeks now, save to come in and take down the previous month's decor. Per usual the rules and employee roster are posted near the door. It seems the staff has thinned a bit. Hosts: Angelo Asbel Lhant Duke Pantarei Fai D. Flourite (assistant chef and appointments) Guy Cecil (bartender) Ioder Jade Curtiss (bartender) Malik Caesar (bartender) Peony Malkuth IX Rin Okumura (chef) Serph Sora and Roxas
Zelos Wilder (Only takes appointments with women.) Please note that some hosts may be unavailable due to coma.
The staff may make use of the wardrobe upstairs to find whatever they feel like wearing this month, or even simply don their normal attire. Tired as he is, it doesn't seem Zelos cares much what the others wear when he finally makes his appearance. | |
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Who: Zelos Wilder and Sheena Fujibayashi Where: The casino/hotel, some random room. When: Friday night, after the fairies have melted into ghosts Status: Closed Warning: Suicidal talk ( Useless to the world ) | |
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Who: Lloyd Irving and Vatheon Where: Video/Yutopil Apartments Style: [brackets] Status: Open
[Today's the day, Lloyd's decided. He turns his SFC on.]
I guess things got a little crazy for a while there. I even missed my own birthday last month. It looks like everything's back to normal now, though.
[Or close enough.]
So...
It's not too late to throw a birthday party, is it? I mean, you only turn eighteen once. I'm going to have it at my place this evening, if anyone wants to come.
[Yes, his place. He'll be moving back out of the Ordo house where he'd been staying with his friends. He's feeling ready now, and there's no need to make a mess of their house when he's got a place of his own.]
I'm at the Yutopil Apartments, in room six.
[With that he turns his starfish off. He's got a party to get ready for. Hmm. After a moment, he turns it back on and dials for Link's and Angelo's SFCs.]
[Private to Link and Angelo.]
Hey, Link, did you still want to help? And Angelo? You don't have to, if you don't want to. Just thought I'd ask.
[One way or another, though, come this evening, the apartment will be decorated and there will be food and drinks. Nonalcoholic drinks, Angelo.]
[ooc: Feel free to respond with either SFC or action!] | |
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