vatheon

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 01:27:33 GMT

Posted by: thalassino

It has been quite the few days, hasn't it been, Vatheon? That conversation appearing on the network --just who had posted that, anyway?-- the experiment and then the collapse of the bubble and the evacuation. It certainly kept everybody's hands quite busy and full. But now that things are looking at little more calm, with far fewer trips needed to ferry things from down in the bubble up to the island, Station Master makes his move, abandoning his post to seek out people. Who? Well, just about anyone. He seems to avoid groups, instead seeking out people while they are alone, whether wrapped up in some activity, or moving from on place to the other. His purpose? Unclear for now, but if you are a foreigner and you are on the island, you may very well find yourself with a sudden Station Master at your side.

How will you respond?

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30 - Pepe

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 00:37:10 GMT

Posted by: radiantwingedone

Who: Duke and anyone ever-
When: 4/13 (After no-longer part of Host Club, at least)
Where: Library, on way to library, somewhere shady and reading
What: Duke's actually out of the house! ... and in the library.
[ Style ]

[ So he'd been worrying people by not leaving the house, and since he didn't have a purpose in leaving the house daily - albeit one that he'd been ignoring recently - Duke is out and about today.

Mostly to the library. Even if he had been reading at .. home, and he would just be reading at the library, clearly the change in location was going to mean something.

At least, that was his plan. Hopefully actually going out and about helps lighten worries.

... Even if he casually skirts the hostclub just for reactions. ]

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[gv] - 8 - garden

Wed, 10 Apr 2013 11:11:54 GMT

Posted by: beauchevalier

This month the Golden Victory is decorated in a different way than usual. When customers enter, they will be greeted with garden arches covered in roses before coming inside to see the club has become a beautiful rose garden itself. All around the garden room are various seats with tea and snack trays for the customers and larger tables with decorations and having trays of their own, while the larger tables also have matching tea trays much like the smaller tables.

At various spots in the club too, there can be seen long buffet tables (all decorated the same way) carrying all types of food (from fruit to meat) on each table. For our hosts themselves, they will be dressed as butlers wearing matching top hats and colored roses matching their personality with special meanings. The usual rules and host roster is posted near the front door for any new customers or old ones looking for their favorites.

( current list of hosts )

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She's asleep? Time for gossip!

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 04:50:28 GMT

Posted by: 420

Who: Gamzee Makara and Guy Cecil
When: Some hours after Zelda falls asleep
Where: Zelda's house!
Style: I'll match you
Status: Closed

With Karkat asleep, Zelda had been gracious enough to take over his task of reminding Gamzee to take his sopor dosages. It was largely a superfluous thing, really --Gamzee had been on the same schedule for ages now and it had become part of his routine, and honestly, how many addicts turned down a dose of their favourite poison?-- but always a welcome little check on the behaviour of a kid who had been known for zoning out so completely he had ended up in a rain shower and only noticed it 15 minutes later. And the first couple of days it had gone a-okay.

And then she didn't text him.

Now at first, Gamzee hadn't even noticed. He led a flashy, busy life (not really) and little details like that often slipped his mind. By the third missing message, realization started to set it. It's a curious thing. Now see, if it turned out Zelda had forgot, Gamzee couldn't be upset with her. Hell, the whole reason he had asked her to do this was cause sometimes he forgot himself. Wasn't any kind of fuckin' fair to hold something your own self would do against someone else. But the thing is... it was just really weird and unlike Zelda. Zelda was always so fuckin' on top of shit, it was like she had taken all the shit, put it in a fuckin' pile and then put her hive on top of that. So for her to miss things, it was...

Well, he could just check up on her, couldn't he? Just drop on by, make sure his sister was okay. She had been all sorts of fuckin' stressed lately, even Gamzee could see that, what with her good bro leaving and then reappearing again without nothing to remember her by, and her flushed brother asleep. Maybe what she just needed was a bro to drop by at her, see what's the haps.

So with that in mind, Gamzee set out for Zelda's house, ringing the doorbell when he got there.

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29th Combo

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 16:32:43 GMT

Posted by: redcladidealist

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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//Here's to something much better and brighter//

Thu, 14 Feb 2013 20:12:20 GMT

Posted by: relinquishing

Who: Guy relinquishing and Zelda zelda_hylia
When: February 14th
Where: Yutopil 1-5
What: A Valentine's dinner and a couple awkward surprises.
Status: Closed.

( Life has a way of confusing us, Blessing and bruising us )

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End Trial

Fri, 01 Feb 2013 20:28:39 GMT

Posted by: bootsweremadeforcasting

Who: Jade Curtiss and those involved in the recent glasses plot
When: Today, February 1st
Where: Medical Clinic
Status: Semi-open

( ((Follow the cut!)) )
((OOC: I wrote in brackets, but you are all welcome to do prose or brackets or whichever!))

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N-no... no, I'm scared...!

Mon, 14 Jan 2013 05:00:25 GMT

Posted by: relinquishing

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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[GV] - 7 - It don't mean a thing if you ain't got that swing

Fri, 11 Jan 2013 22:35:19 GMT

Posted by: chosen_gigolo

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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Trial the First

Mon, 24 Dec 2012 05:27:52 GMT

Posted by: bootsweremadeforcasting

Who: Jade Curtiss and anyone who would like to join in the plot! (Fighting will be involved)
When: Late evening the 23rd
Where: Central Plaza
Style: Action or Prose!
Status: Open

( {Για το Î¬πειρο} )

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23 - Jugem Memory

Wed, 19 Dec 2012 05:13:07 GMT

Posted by: radiantwingedone

Who: Duke and Guy, and also Duke and Sheena
Where: that Zel-filled house
When: Sometime between Zelda going into a coma and Zelda waking up from her coma
Style: [ these? ]
Status: Closed! (maybe link too?)

[ ( More friends might help him more than he realizes... ) ]

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You Naughty Devil

Mon, 26 Nov 2012 04:12:25 GMT

Posted by: relinquishing

Who: Guy and way too many women
Where: Various!
When: Every curse day but Tuesday.
Style: [Action], please.
Status: Semi-closed - message me if you'd like to join the chaos!

( You would never be called this unless it was a joke. The title itself is a mystery. Is it mysterious to defy mystery? )

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♑ > Gamzee and bear hugs.

Wed, 21 Nov 2012 20:48:01 GMT

Posted by: 420

Who: Gamzee Makara, Sola, whoever else wants to join in.
Where: Plaza.
When: Wednesday
Style: Whichever, starting out in action tags though.
Status: Open
Note: Everything is better with this song. Also, just mark in the header which one of them you want. Or both. Or we choose for you. Wanna join in? We can make it happen.

[Today, everything is normal at the Plaza. Everything? No. Wait. There is something standing there. Something...

Oh lord.

There is a clown. Just standing there. Smiling placidly. Holding a sign in his hand. It isn't even a very good sign. Just a piece of cardboard with purple letters painted onto it. The letters are uneven as well. Very sloppy handiwork. And is that glitter? Sign-making, yet another task we really shouldn't assign to a clown.

Oh right. The sign got something on it as well. A message of some sort.

> Look at the sign

FrEe hUgS :o)

Will you approach the friendly clown?

> ????]

[SOME TIME INTO THE FUTURE BUT WHO KNOWS HOW MANY.]

[The clown is still there. I guess you just can't get rid of a clown. But now he got some other dude standing next to him. Friendly looking kid. Shorter. Also not real good at sign making.

> Look at the sign

FREE HUGS

Will you approach the friendly looking kid?

> ??????]

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Fri, 02 Nov 2012 16:16:36 GMT

Posted by: relinquishing

Who: Lloyd Irving and Guy Cecil.
Where: Yutopil 1-6
When: Thursday evening, after the nightmares start up. (Backdated)
Status: Closed

( The only thing we have to fear is fear itself. )

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☆Move 1☆

Wed, 31 Oct 2012 18:20:06 GMT

Posted by: machiavellingly

☆Who: Lelouch Vi Britannia
☆Where: Fountain
☆When: Daytime, Wednesday
☆Status: Open

[Violet eyes open slowly, he's staring up at what (at first) he thinks is a clear blue sky, but it isn't. His brows furrow a little. He struggles, he's soaked to the bone and he gasps as he pulls himself out of a strange fountain and collapses onto the ground next to it. He clutches at his chest.

He remembered pain. He remembered the pain he had caused others, both from where he sat on the throne and from the seat of his knightmare frame. The sword of justice was double-edged and he'd tasted both for better and for worse -- despite this, despite his atrocities and his triumphs, those he murdered and waged war for... the beat of his heart is steady. There is no wound. There is no pain.

Trembling slender fingertips go to his chest and feels along it where he's entirely all too certain he had been pierced by Suzaku's blade. There isn't even any torn fabric on his elaborate Emperor robes.

His eyes widen, he inhales a quick breath and he looks around himself. It isn't frantic but he feels his chest tighten -- what happened? Where is he? Is he alive? This surely cannot be the afterlife! There was (supposedly) a consciousness one joined after death; but, had he not been fortunate enough to be counted among them? No, of course not, this could be his own private hell for all he knew. After the crimes he had committed he should expect whatever deity there was would severely punish him. He notices a ... starfish... thing and a welcoming brochure -- the more he reads the more upset he becomes. Well isn't this fortunate?

He feels a bit dizzy but forces himself to stand to his feet. What in the hell is this kind of place? Vatheon? He must be dead, he wants to be convinced of that and he doesn't want to have to start a whole new fight for survival. But he just might have to at this point. He is trapped with no way home, unsure of if anyone he knows might be here and he may be completely powerless -- or maybe he'll have some power left. He'll have to test it.

The starfish is a communication device is it? He'll have to greet whatever network he assumes there is later. For now he needs to adjust to his surroundings and get a feel for this place. He'd curse out loud but bites his tongue instead -- so much for remaining unassuming in these robes. He needs to take care of that first.]

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Happiness held is the seed...

Fri, 05 Oct 2012 11:51:37 GMT

Posted by: relinquishing

Who: Guy Cecil (relinquishing) and Zelda Hylia (zelda_hylia)
Where: Ordo 3
When: Late morning of the 2nd (Backdated)
Style: [brackets and feelings!]
Status: Closed

( ...Happiness shared is the flower. )

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Monthly Mingle Log

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 18:51:24 GMT

Posted by: thalassino

Normally this particularly part of the plaza lays a little quiet and secluded but today there is a difference. The otherwise quiet spot is bustling with activity today, and shall be every first of every month from now on. It sure was a bit of trouble preparing all of this, but no effort was spared. It is for a good cause, after all!

The set up, though fairly simple, has clearly been aimed at making things comfortable for those attending. Broad tables filled with food and drink (and a few locals attending to them to make sure they won't run dry) stand amongst small tables, perfect for a few people to gather around and enjoy the delicacies. Some chairs and benches have been set up too, for those that'd rather sit while talking, but there is still plenty of space for walking around too. Beyond that, there stand at least two booths, one manned by the Welcoming Commitee, armed with replacement flyers, maps, hotel directions and anything a person new to Vatheon might need. They certainly look ready to answer any question that someone might have and then some. The other booth seems just as welcoming, though perhaps a little less on the informative side. This one is manned by Vatheon's very own Host Club. Are they recruiting? Trying to find new customers? Or just here to do their part in welcoming new people to Vatheon? Better check it out and be certain.

Today, the party seems to be dressed up with a rather obvious autumn flair. The tables, chair, benches and table-cloths are dominated by warm, fall colours, and all the food that stands on the tables has a very definite fall flavouring; apple and pumpkin pies stand side by side, with caramel apples near by and what looks to be a mass of cookies. But there are soups too, warm and hearty for those that want them. And lets not forget the drinks. The locals are tireless in refilling the cups so there is never anyone lacking some warm tea or warm chocolate, cider, or just plain old apple juice. Ask and you shall most definitely receive!

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Soldier on

Fri, 28 Sep 2012 22:23:32 GMT

Posted by: chosen_gigolo

Who: Zelos Wilder (chosen_gigolo) and Guy Cecil (relinquishing)
Where: Golden Victory; Zelos is finally getting around to reopening the place after the bodyswap curse and finding Lloyd
When: Sept 28th, late morning
Status: Closed

[Closed for a little over a week, Zelos isn't at all surprised to find that the Golden Victory has accumulated a small layer of dust. But what can he do? Half the staff had turned into women last week, and this week...

Well.

He's been doing what he can for Lloyd and it seems to be helping somewhat but it's difficult to keep up that level of energy even for him, especially when he hasn't been getting even the small amount of sleep he requires. Pile onto that his worry about others he's come to consider friends in the bubble being taken by this psycho too and he's not nearly as upbeat as usual beyond a surface level. His heart's not in the act. Even the fact that Estelle is no longer in the bubble and therefore out of harm's way, at least in the murderer sense, does little to ease his tension.

Because on top of all that, he misses her.

But no use dwelling, right? Shaking his head, Zelos grabs a broom and starts tidying up.]

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Patience: that blending of moral courage with physical timidity

Mon, 24 Sep 2012 04:17:34 GMT

Posted by: relinquishing

Who: Guy Cecil (trepidity) and Zelda Hylia (breaksthefontech)
Where: Ordo 3
When: Late evening of the 23rd
Style: [action]
Status: Closed

( If you do not believe you can do it, then you have no chance at all. )

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//To be alive is to be vulnerable \\

Tue, 18 Sep 2012 03:51:15 GMT

Posted by: relinquishing

Who: Guy Cecil (trepidity) and Zelda Hylia (breaksthefontech)
Where: Ordo 3
When: Evening of the 16th >>> Morning of the 17th
What: Guy's staying the night. Only awkward things can come from this.
Style: [Brackets and lots of words!!]
Status: Closed, locked, bolted.

( When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability. To be alive is to be vulnerable. )

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-- I am you, you are me --

Sun, 16 Sep 2012 19:19:36 GMT

Posted by: relinquishing

Who: Guy, Ghirahim, Link, Duke, later Zelda and even later Dhaos and Zelos.
(Or: Zelda, Link, Dhaos, Zelos, Guy, Ghirahim, Duke. Take your pick; both are sadly correct.)
Where: Ordo 3
When: Early morning >>> afternoon of the 16th
What: Insanity.
Style: Let's just say [Action] for right now.
Status: Closed

[Is there anything up in the Ordo neighborhood? No. No, not particularly.

That's what's a bit odd. Normally, a certain princess would already be awake and about. It's plenty past 6.

How odd. It seems the rest of the housemates aren't quite... themselves, either. Whether they've noticed or not, though, is a different story entirely. Maybe it's just a sleepy day.

Well.

When it hits about 7, they'll surely find out. Because their new wake up call is a short but very strong, very piercing shriek from said princess' bedroom.

Rise and shine, boys.]

[[ooc: This is a catch-all for the events of the first morning of the curse in the apartment. The main thread will follow from the beginnings of the morning until Guy!Zelda and Zelda!Guy leave. Smaller conversations or SFC communication to people in the apartment (or, well, people that SHOULD be in the apartment) can happen outside this main thread - just specify in the subject thread so we don't lose track!]]

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[GV] - 3 - Summer's End

Sat, 15 Sep 2012 20:08:19 GMT

Posted by: chosen_gigolo

It took quite a bit of cleanup after the masquerade but Golden Victory is back in full swing. With the weather turning colder, Zelos has decided to throw one last summer themed hurrah and so the entire club is done up in a beach theme. All the chairs having been replaced with pool loungers, the ceiling is decked out with palm fronds, and even the floor is coated with a fine layer of sand. The interior thermostat's been ramped up to a balmy 80 degrees F so come on in and play!

As always, the list of host club members remains posted right at the entrance, as well as the rules.

Hosts:
Angelo
Asbel Lhant
Atem
Dhaos
Duke Pantarei
Fai D. Flourite (assistant chef and appointments)
Guy Cecil (bartender)
Ioder
Jade Curtiss (bartender)
Peony Malkuth IX
Rin Okumura (chef)
Ryu
Serph
~~Sora~~ and Roxas

Zelos Wilder (Only takes appointments with women.)

The hosts themselves, in accordance with the theme, are required to wear swimsuits. Have fun with that one, ladies~

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Overflow for Masq. Ball

Fri, 14 Sep 2012 20:07:22 GMT

Posted by: not_heavens_adam

Who: Absolutely everyone
What: Masquerade~!
Where: The Golden Victory Club
When: Night of Saturday the 8th
Style: Whatever you want
Status: Open like the club's doors~

( Vatheon likes it's parties )

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Masquerade! Paper faces on parade~

Sat, 08 Sep 2012 12:03:42 GMT

She'll certainly regret THIS in the morning

Sun, 02 Sep 2012 17:45:51 GMT

Posted by: zelda_hylia

Who: Zelda and some unfortunate victims
Where: Kanaya's shop, the library, and then walking back home
When: Lustday
Style: Only brackets can contain this.
Status: Mostly closed, nudge me if there's something you really want to do. Trying to keep this at "embarrassing" instead of "sobbing on Monday because she's no longer a virgin", so!

[When Zelda wakes up on Sunday morning, there's something a little different about her. Not only is she wearing far less than usual (and with no attempt to cover up the slight cleavage resulting! Scandalous!), she just seems more... affectionate. The first thing she does is head out to Kanaya's shop to speak with her about the masquerade. Maybe she'll go to the library after that. The library sounds good.]

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