Entries tagged with dizzy

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All bubbles pop eventually

Yesterday was a day of celebration. For once, it seemed that the foreigners were able to affect the coral, and in a positive way at that. The coral lit back up, the barrier strengthened, and everything looked like it was back to normal again.

Unfortunately, it doesn't last.

Overnight the coral begins to dim again, flickering wildly along with the bubble itself. Those who stayed up on the island might notice the strange lights coming up through the waves if they're awake. The ones who stayed in the bubble will notice more than that. The atmosphere is tense, and every now and then there's an echoing crack, like a massive piece of glass is slowly losing its integrity.

By the time the morning arrives, the crack in the bubble is evident. After hours of threatening it, the crack finally falls open with a thundering snap, allowing the ocean to rush in. It hasn't yet given up entirely, but there's a steady stream of water pouring in to the plaza and on to the coral. The waterfall would be a pretty sight if not for the situation.

Hopefully no one stayed down there that long.

((OOC: The bubble has cracked! Feel free to use this post as a mingle log if desired. The elevator is still functioning, so anyone down in the bubble will have some time to escape.))

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[Intro]

Who: Czeslaw and YOU
When: March 25th
Where: The plaza or elsewhere
Style: Action or prose are fine with me
Status: Open

[At first he'd thought he fell through an open manhole into the sewer, only it didn't stink nearly so bad. All he knew was that one moment he was running, the next he was plummeting, his body hit by a rush of cool water.

Then he hits the stones of the plaza, the breath knocked out of him more out of surprise and terror than the fall. He pushes up, looking around, frantically pushing the soaking wet hair out of his dark eyes, checking that his cap is still on his head]

[Later, once he's had a chance to be welcomed, Czes can be found walking the streets. He tries to stay unnoticed, hunching his shoulders and ducking his head down if it seems that he's attracting too much notice. He's been told a lot of things about this city, and he isn't sure he believes hardly any of it.

However, there's a part of him that can't help but stare in open wonder at the things Vatheon has that aren't part of his experience. Despite his efforts to stay under the radar, if you catch him at the right moment, he may have his nose squished to the bubble, or be staring in open shock at some of the non-human denizens of the bubble.]

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Overflow for Masq. Ball

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~

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001

Who: Guilmon (technically Gigimon) & You!
When: Afternoon
Where: The Plaza
Status: Open!
Style: Whatever works for you

[Gigimon shook off the water... water?]

Mrr? I don't remember it being this wet in the Digital World. [He'll sniff the air]

Maybe it's not the digital world... I don't smell any Digimon around. [Gigimon will trot around the place in attempt to figure out where exactly he is. If he's not in the Digital World, and he's not in the Real World, then where could he be?]

But it really does look like somewhere in the Digital World. [He'll stop and look around again. This place is really confusing!]

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◆ oo1; ＥＹＥＢＡＬＬ ●

Who: Guriko and you!
When: Afternoon (slightly backdated because I took forever with this...)
Where: The Plaza
Status: Open
Style: [ this one!!!! ]

[ It's very possible to miss Guriko when she arrives in Vatheon, since she is a very small girl curled in the fetal position and placed in a relatively well-hid place--that is, a small shadowy corner in the large Plaza.

She also isn't moving. At all.

A close eye might catch the fact that there are scratches and bite marks all along her body--her arm in a sling and bandages around her neck and chest. Obviously in pretty bad shape, and not breathing.

Dead? Not quite.

In a couple minutes, Guriko's big red eyes open up wide, and she looks around at her surroundings with some sort of incredible fear. After a moment she relaxes, slumping against the corner she hid in. With a little trouble she stands, and starts limping to the coral.

Help a girl out? ]

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☠A Drunken Brawler Swimmin' At Sea

Who: Captain Johnny Sfondi of the Jellyfish Pirates & YOU!
Where: The middle of the plaza, of course.
When: Midnight
Style: Action and Prose are both welcomed.
Status: Open!

( Washed up and chewed out yet again! )

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Boredom and science! And then more boredom.

Who: Sol Badguy, anyone who runs into him
Where: Plaza
When: ~~Present day, present ti--wait, wrong canon~~ Mid-afternoon, 21st
Style: I'll follow you~
Status: Open!

( This place was bullshit. )

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(no subject)

Who: Sol Badguy and ~~presumably Zelda and her welcome wagon~~ anyone who wants to run into a grumpy man.
When: May 27th, evening
Where: Plaza
Style: Anything goes, I'll match :>
Status: Open~

( This would not fly. )

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(no subject)

Who: Sera and anyone!
Where: The Plaza
When: Now
Style: Whatever you prefer!
Status: Open

[She held on as tight as she could, but some unknown force pulled harder, and she'd lost her grip on Serph's hand. After a dizzying storm through the bright light, she'd fallen unconscious.

History seems to repeat itself. At least it did here, wherever she was.

Lying on the ground naked in fetal position, a young lady sleeps, blissfully unaware of where she is or her situation. Or is it really blissful? Every so often, her face distorts into discomfort, frowning and at times looking panicked.

If only her comrades were here to help.]

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dizzy,
ky kiske

Dinner out

Characters: Ky Kiske and Dizzy
Location: Middle District
Time: Early Evening
Style: Prose?
Status: Closed

For all the Dizzy seemed to be doing well here -- as well as could be expected, at least, with this place constantly playing with their minds -- Ky certainly understood that the people here weren't all that much like who they had known before, and that even just having a familiar face around could help with this place. Besides, it was Dizzy, and Ky would happily help her however he could.

He couldn't claim entirely selfless motives for inviting her out to dinner. He did enjoy her company quite a lot and her view of the world was always refreshing to be around. Still, he was okay with it being mutually beneficial as long as it was that, so he stood outside the restaurant, waiting for her.

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so about that flyer...

[ there's a bit of a commotion tonight, and many locals are talking about something happening up on the island. anyone curious enough to check it out would first notice a glowing shore to match a starry sky; it seems to be a type of jellyfish causing this.

immediately afterward they would undoubtedly see a very large boat having apparently docked itself on the shore. there's no captain in sight and it appears to be completely inoperable, so it's a full-blown mystery on how it arrived on the shore. it certainly doesn't look like a normal boat though— probably due to the fact that it is utterly decked out for a party.

there are streamers, balloons, and a whole lot of glitter on deck. there's even a large banner that reads:

☆ HAVE FUN!!! ☆

on deck there are speakers blasting a nautical-style party music should dancing be your thing. nearby there's plenty of good food for the eating, along with a gratuitous amount of chapagne (with a non-alcoholic brand for the underage); a champagne tower can also be seen. party games are encouraged, and a few are even already set up (such as the large whale-themed piñata).

have fun, mingle, and enjoy the party! ]

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(no subject)

Who: Trunks and anyone
Where: Beach, up on the island, opposite side from the village.
When: Early morning
Style: Action/I don't really care
Status: Open!

( Read more... )

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Life's no fun without a good scare

( ooc note: Warning for blood and gore. )

[ooc note: Consider this your mingle log. Have fun, go forth, threadjack.

And as a further note, the fog does not seem to be clearing up as the week goes on.

]

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And I can't catch my breath

Who: Urchin

merrascal and YOU
Where: The Plaza
When: Mid-morning, March 22
Style: Prose but I can match you
Status: OPEN

( Yes, I feel at home in the undertow )

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(no subject)

Who: Shizuo and YOU
Where: The island
When: Friday evening
Style: Whichever
Status: OPEN FOR ALL THE CR

[Shizuo isn't as bothered by this curse as some of the people he's come across thus far. He tends not to be a pretty deep-thinker, and since he's a pretty honest individual, there isn't much for him to hide - with a little exception, but Shizuo has enough of a command on himself to avoid thinking about certain things in public. When he decides to go to the island, it's not with the intent to avoid people - at least, not more than usual - but because spending time here a week prior had shown Shizuo that the beach is nice and calm at night. The stars are especially peaceful.

His thought bubble calmly cycles through words like Izaya, stargazing, telescope, calm as he finishes a cigarette, walking along the water. He pauses and looks up at the night sky, and his bubble seems to pause with him - clearing itself of all text for a brief moment.]

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What do weapons think of?

Who: Dizzy and you.
Where: Park
When: afternoon
Style: anything you want
Status: Open!!

While everyone were visibly not happy about their thoughts being displayed by the bubbles, a certain Gear didn't seem to be bother at all. Dizzy was in the park, sitting on the grass and poking at her bubble. She seemed to be amused by it, a happy smile forming on her face. Her tail swished back and forth.

Care to bother the winged girl?

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At least this time she is not possessed by Necro.

Who: Dizzy and you, you and you over there.
Where: plaza
When: afternoon
Style: anything is fine
Status: Open!!

You would probably think she was an angel, seeing those wings growing from her back. But wings were not the only thing that made her different from human; she also had a reptile-like tail. A yellow ribbon was tied at the end of it.

She was new here. Soaking wet and confused, Dizzy was looking around in search of someone who could tell her where she was now.

Considering what happened just before she got here, it sure seemed she was getting lost a lot lately.