writtendestiny: (100)
[personal profile] writtendestiny
Ah... hello, everyone.

[A couple of days after the party, Poison appears on the network again. She's been mulling over what Elphame said, as well as what she had learned from Morganna about her ability to go back to her own world, and she finds that this time she's actually... feeling hopeful. Hopeful that this time it will work, she won't end up in another strange realm, and she might actually go home.

And with that in mind...
]

I have a proposition. Or--... an offer, I suppose... for anyone who doesn't want to go home but doesn't want to stay here, either... and doesn't have anywhere else to go.

[People make friends, relationships... she knows that there will be arrangements being made already, but this is important.]

I'd like to offer a place in my home world to anyone who wants it. It isn't always easy there, and technology is limited in most places, but... it isn't somewhere where you would need to struggle. I... have certain abilities there. I'm what's known as the Hierophant, and the best way I can describe it is... if you imagine the world is a book, and the Hierophant is the author.

[It's far more complicated than that.]

What I'm saying is, if you want, I can write you into my world. I can make sure you have anything you need. It could be like you've always been there. [Poison falters for a moment.] A... anyway. if that sounds good... let me know. Once we can all go home, I'll make sure I wait for you.
cultivatingsin: (Music played and people sang)
[personal profile] cultivatingsin
If you've lived one way for years, but your reason for living that way is suddenly gone, what do you do? Do you stay the way you've been or return to who you were before you had a reason to change?

[He doesn't feel too kind towards anyone.]

I guess I didn't learn as much from him as I thought.

[Lies. His old self wouldn't have questioned anything. He would have just reacted by instinct.]

My poison business is still open. There might be ingredients I need help acquiring, but we can work it out.
wukuiyuxin: (219)
[personal profile] wukuiyuxin
[Here is an account that has basically never been seen on the network before. And all this account does, over the span of a good twenty to thirty minutes, is to slowly and meticulously post pictures of adorable animals. No commentary, just cute pictures.

You're welcome.]


cut in case you want to avoid cuteness. for some reason. )
cultivatingsin: (To can't forgive)
[personal profile] cultivatingsin
WHERE IS HE?

[If those words could convey his emotions, they would come off desperate and unhinged.]

I looked. Everywhere.

Nowhere. Why? We were fine.
kiss_it_better: (pic#13630872)
[personal profile] kiss_it_better
Does anyone have advice for how to get children to enjoy school a little more? I don't think bribery is a long term solution but I will admit, this is not something I know much about.

[He had been the sort of child who enjoyed learning and practising...but he knew it was because it was always a better alternative than staying home.]

If it helps, the child in question seems to dislike tests and it seems like she'd rather spend the day in a different class with a friend.

[Or run away from school, apparently?]
cultivatingsin: (Thought I would be okay without you)
[personal profile] cultivatingsin
Since people are offering their services, I guess I need to be less selfish~ I'll be happy to sell my poisons and jinxes for the right price. Don't be shy! I'm not going to ask for an arm and a leg.

[His Daozhang has worn him down. His prices are probably ridiculously low. For him anyway. Not that selling poisons and jinxes really does anyone good.

Unless they are used on enemies, right?]


If you have questions or want to haggle, call for Xue Yang~
morns: (ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴍᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇʀ)
[personal profile] morns
looking for the following:

— parkour instructors
— cleaners
— bartenders
— dj
— dancers
— cloakroom / reception staff

that's all.


( someone is putting the final touches to a new business, while trying to staff her old one, if you're wondering why the weird mishmash of roles. )
morganknight: (a little somber)
[personal profile] morganknight
[Morgan looks vaguely serious today. That's weird.]

So with the sun and moon got, I'm noticing that the whole "end of the world" thing going on up in the sky, that's been hanging out ever since Morganna did her thing back when, is getting a lot more publicity and attention. And I thought I needed to say, as Ambassador to the End of the World... you guys aren't seeing anything yet.

What you're seeing now is what the view from the End of the World used to look like. Bad enough, then. But the view now is --

[You know, he THOUGHT he'd been prepared for this speech, but at this moment he realizes something rather contrary to that notion.]

--well, I don't think there are actual words to describe it. Primarily because it's the sort of thing that shouldn't exist in a universe that even has words in it. But if you're doubting our purpose here, if you're anything less than committed... if you have been sleeping entirely too well at night, even. My services as Ambassador remain. I'll take you there and you can see the calamity's advanced form. You probably don't want to see it. But you probably need to.
cultivatingsin: (I don't fuck with you)
[personal profile] cultivatingsin
[Someone is working on his skills! Just off-screen there is a skeleton - no, don't question where the skeleton came from, you don't wanna know - and Xue Yang is exuding a sickly green aura. Grinning like he just heard a fantastic joke, he suddenly goes limp, falling gracelessly to the ground. Good thing he had been seated! Though his head made quite a thunk, didn't it?

The bones rattle - only he would think this is a great idea - and then a hand, barely containing enough tissue to be called a hand raises and...

Well. A certain finger is shown to the camera because he is mature.

Then the spell breaks and he returns to his body with a gasp.]


Gross!

[No, really, Xue Yang, that was disgusting.]
unknowntodeath: (Skeptical)
[personal profile] unknowntodeath
Does anyone even have a clue why Queen Elphame wants the Fisher King?

[Just a thought out there to think about. Something about this was oddly suspicious to him. Then again he still doesn't really trust fae.]

Surely his curse would even damage Elphame.

Also now I've been turned into a woman two times too many.
beewulf: (43)
[personal profile] beewulf
Alright, I suppose this should be said again. But for those going after the Fisher King. Don't. Touch. The. Seahorses.

[Said by a familiar-looking woman. Currently dressed up in something that at least fit him better than the clothing that he had on previously.

Beowulf looks slightly annoyed right now, scowling and such. But the annoyance is more towards himself than at the stupid seahorses.]
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[personal profile] owarifool
[ Well. He hasn't done this in awhile. But once again, in front of God and Everyone, it's just a picture of abs ]



[ Kipposhi's abs. ]

[[ooc: art by chariko/maemoo]]
cultivatingsin: (Like when you gonna learn?)
[personal profile] cultivatingsin
[He has had a weird ride between the two worlds...three if you count his own...he has visited. Xue Yang can't really account for how or why things worked out for him, but he has learned to be okay with that. He is less okay with the bite wound he is now nursing on his hand.]

If I get bit by a crazy raccoon dog, does that mean I'll become one?

[The question might sound stupid, but...he will now gesture vaguely at Avalon and fairy trickery.]

Can familiars go into heat? She has been a menace for a week!
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[personal profile] doctorintern
For anyone who knew her, Gandra Dee is no longer present in this world.

[ The short message is all Fenton can manage right now, because this one is especially tough for him. ]
fellsound: (4)
[personal profile] fellsound
( so.

um.

well, the video opens with a stone dinosaur as the focus of the thing. which is weird enough. but probably weirder for some is the fact that a deep, monotone voice pipes up from behind the camera;
)

Does anybody... know how to fix this?

( or, perhaps, want to claim ownership of this Susie shaped gargoyle? )
cultivatingsin: (Show me how it ends)
[personal profile] cultivatingsin
What abilities should a sword have?

[Be basic. Be creative. Spring is about renewal, right? He wants to upgrade his Jiangzai.]

If you say it should cut parchment, I will curse you. Anyone can sharpen a blade. I want to talk about magic.
hitokiri: (161)
[personal profile] hitokiri
[ izō is sitting on the back porch steps of the building that serves as the sakamoto detective agency and apparently filming this himself based on the fact that this is a shaky, amateur selfie cam video feed. ]

Hey so... I got eggs. An' ya oughta be buyin' 'em 'cause they're fuckin' great!

Language!

[ to anyone who isn't an animal mage, all they would've heard is sudden, noisy clucking from somewhere offscreen. ]

Sorry. Er—... c'mon look at all the colours!

[ awkwardly, he changes the video to use the other camera and then has to adjust. eventually, though, a basket of eggs is visible. all the shells are in varying shades of blue and green. ]

Hehe, yeah, got yer attention now, huh? This shit right here? Top shelf.

[ is he supposed to be selling eggs or–…? LOOK. he's really into this, actually, which is probably why he doesn't get called on that swear. ]

So, uh, that's it. Buy some eggs or whatever. Why I gotta say anything else? Ya know what eggs are…

[ he brings the camera really close. threateningly close. too close? ]

Only these ones are better! Why? 'Cause, my chickens are the best!

[ another burst of clucking for the non-animal magic users, and something that sounds like a couple of excited middle-aged ladies talking loudly over each other for those who can understand them. it's impossible to know what they're saying, only that it sounds happy enough. ]

Anyway... if ya wanna pick some up, I work outta the Sakamoto Detective Agency. An' bring that guy somethin' to do while yer at it. Not that he has anythin' t'do with this. Ain't like he put me up to this! ... Huh?

[ how's that for a free promotion, ryouma? izō looks offscreen for a second, distracted. ]

Oh. And they said thanks. The hens, I mean. So don't make 'em upset by not rewardin' 'em for their hard work or else!

[ he ends the feed there. that should do it... right? ]
inaurare: …only not because gloves. (Green Thumb.)
[personal profile] inaurare
Oh--!

[Linneus has some experience with technology - it wasn't without learning anything that he lived on Amoi for the better part of three years - but he's still a little taken by surprise when the video starts up, startling and straightening from where he had been fiddling with his device]

Ah- good day, everyone.

[heavens, but starting addresses such as these never feels any less awkward, even if "good day" has always served perfectly well. In contrast his familiar, Bisou, is nothing but at ease, a little ball of light bobbing contentedly by his shoulder]

I fear I am here again only to trouble you once more for help, as I am... searching for somewhere more permanent to live. Only I have never house-hunted on my own before and I'm not necessarily confident as to where to begin?

How does one start, exactly - beyond, say, a list of what they might like?
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[personal profile] queenofkur
[ When the feed begins, there is a shadowy figure standing in a dark room, filled with smoke and fog. Said shadowy figures raises an arm, speaking in a solemn and serious tone. ]

Greetings, mortals. I am Ereshkigal, Goddess of the Underworld and Keeper of Death. [The shadowy figure stepped forward, revealing the goddess in all of her glory(?). She looked uncharacteristically stern and severe, her voice deeper than usual.] I am come to this world to assist you in preventing the end of everything. [She frowned before crossing her arms.] Let us work together, so that we may protect our worlds from utter devastation.

[ The feed goes on silently for a little while longer, but then Ereshkigal breaks character and goes off-screen to turn the light on. ]

There's too much smoke... Open the window please! [Ereshkigal didn't sound deep, solemn or serious at all any more. Concerned, if anything. A flying half-skeleton dressed up with a top hat and christmas decorations flies by and briefly comes into view, opening a window. In the meantime, Ereshkigal can be heard blowing on candles. A lot of candles. At least fifty by the sound of it. When she's done, she coughs and comes back in view.] Phew... That was pretty good, don't you think? [She steps closer, grabbing the phone that was broadcasting the current scene.] Maybe a bit too scary... I should light up less candles next time.

[ She went to lay down on her bed, still holding the phone. A baby deer can be seen sleeping on the bed when it happens, absolutely unconcerned by what Ereshkigal is doing. ]

Aaah, it's so much better than practicing before a mirror...! [While holding the phone, she picked a booklet and flipped through its pages.] Alright, let's see... "Press the red square symbol to stop recording." [She then looked back at the phone, seriously so before looking very confused.] What red square?

[ She sighed and looked down for a moment, before putting the phone on her bed to focus on the booklet. It's still broadcasting, though the only thing that can be seen is the sleeping baby deer. ]

Human technology is so complicated... But I can do it! I need to perfect my introduction before going live on that AOL thing.

[ Of course she has no clue everyone saw everything, and so she hums as she reads the instructions, the feed continuing like this for a while. ]

anon post

Mar. 14th, 2022 04:11 am
unknowntodeath: (Pfft)
[personal profile] unknowntodeath
it's been a while since we had an open anon forum for shit talking.

vent out your frustrations. tell us who you desire you can't possibly have. start ugly rumours.

if you go off anon, that's on you.


[He's mostly bored and wants to see if he can catch some fresh gossip that could be useful later.]




[OOC: to make things easier, let us all assume every comment is "anonymous" unless said otherwise.]