Nov. 27th, 2011


[info]xtricate
[info]destinationally

[Text|Action|Open]


[Laura is careful with money, for she knows what is it like to live on next to nothing. She knows what it is like to do things others with judge you for as well, even if that judging has never meant as much to her as it does now--after she's had time to learn how to care. Today she is walking alone, through the town, looking into shops, but not entering them, seeing the people as they go about their lives. They don't pay her any mind, but that's all right. She enjoys the anonymity.

Should you speak you her though, she won't turn you away. She might ask you for your assistance as she searches.]


I am in search of a clothing store with items similar to this. Where might I find one?

Nov. 26th, 2011

[info]memoryreprieved
[info]destinationally

[POST/ACTION] Day Ten || Midday


Three days. It's hard to believe it's already been that long. But then sometimes it feels like it's been longer. School makes it feel that way. I don't know if I'll go back there. I've never seen people act that way. Is it normal for people to be like that? It's really confusing. And someone thought I was from Heaven. I told them I wasn't, and they seemed unhappy. Maybe they mistook me for someone they knew?

[ This is what happens when you decide you're too clever to look through the instruction manual. Ala someone might be thinking this is a journal of sorts. Just maybe. ]

[ACTION]

[ Someone's at least out and about on the streets as opposed to the rooftops today. She's still kind of playing the avoidance game with people, but... she figures so long as she doesn't make herself too noticeable, people will leave her alone. They tend to give her strange looks and let her be anyway usually. For the most part. She's just... getting a better feel for the city. Although she might be feeling a little on edge. Because she's totally not skipping school, kids. ]

Nov. 20th, 2011


[info]liedtobatman
[info]destinationally

[Day 8 / Action]


[After talking to some people, Tim had at least been convinced he wasn’t being hypnotized, mind-controlled or put inside of a virtual reality. Which meant he hadn’t had to wear the Robin costume 24/7 to keep his secret identity… well, secret.

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t have to be careful though, so he’ll still work hard to not let people relate Tim and Robin in any way.

The point is, there’s a little awkward boy shuffling his way across the street to his designed housing after school. After yesterday he’s completely aware of what the spirit storm entails, and he’s doing his best to avoid talking directly to anybody.

Now, we can’t let him get away with that can we?]

[OOC: Not event-related CR welcome too! Tell me in the subject if that’s the case. Unless we had something planned, I will roll on the RNG what to get~]

[info]pierrot
[info]destinationally

[action/text/day 8 morning]


[when he got home and had been in his bed for an hour or two, staring at the ceiling, eventually the strange thoughts had stopped coming, and then he was just intimately, painfully aware of his behavior. oh lord.]

[in the morning he's on his way to school, feeling normal -- so far. but he's not fooled. he checked the weather report. the storm is still raging.]




so who is enjoying our first spirit storm
i think i prefer the regular ones myself



((ooc: feel free to encounter him en route to school or respond online! event shenanigans welcomed; action taggers will be rolled for))

Nov. 16th, 2011

[info]fairypark
[info]destinationally

[Action | Open] Day 7


[She was still trying to get used to going to school. It was fun though. She really liked learning things, even if it was a bit awkward that they had to put her in a class with younger people. Classes had ended as normal, but walking home had been... odd. It seemed like just about everyone was acting strangely today. Or at least they were giving her or other people they passed weird glances or chasing after each other. Maybe it had something to do with the spirit density, or whatever they called it.]

[Despite the cold and trace amounts of snow - or likely because Suu found it absolutely fascinating - she headed for the park when she was done with school, and found a nice tree to sit under where she could watch for any birds that might be out and about.]

[Everything in this place was so beautiful. So alive. She wished she could have brought Oruha and Kazuhiko here, they would have liked it. Well, Oruha would have liked it, and Kazuhiko would like it because Oruha liked it. Even in such a nice place, it didn't change the fact that Oruha had died, though.]

[The one thing she missed from "home" was being able to hear the song they made together. People played lots of other music, but not their song. Suu could still sing it at least, but it wasn't the same as singing together. It wasn't loud, but anyone passing by would be able to hear the soft singing of a sad song. Maybe she could find a way to remake that fairy here, and have it sing with her...]


((OOC: Replies back will likely be very slow, but I wanted to get in on the awesome event action! I'll be rolling for each thread, but please, no fives! Suu is too loli for that. The link has the song she's singing, but the voice singing isn't Suu's. I think she speaks once though. Another FYI, even if her icon has the wings in it, she won't have them out unless specifically stated! Because she just wants to fit in with normal people, sob.))

Nov. 17th, 2011


[info]futuredreams
[info]destinationally

[Action / Text] Day 7


[Today is not a good day. It started okay, but people are acting really weird...Silver's kind of freaked by it. People petting his quills isn't cool. So he is catching his breath, hidden in an alleyway from the weird people chasing him. Thank goodness for being able to fly away with his powers, but that's tiring to do constantly. He decides to ask if anyone else has had anything like this happen]

Is something weird going on today? Everyone's acting strange...they keep trying to pet my quills.

Maybe it's that spirit storm thing...


[--aaaaa more people! He takes off, floating up to the rooftops and running away]


((OOC: Silver can be bumped into anywhere. He's not affected by the event, but feel free to be if action replying. Just no fives please! Cuddles though are totally okay))

Nov. 14th, 2011


[info]trueknight
[info]destinationally

[action] day 7


[ hey Irides hey. Yuri is hanging around Old Town, filling out job applications. makin' the rounds. he'll have a job eventually! he's determined.

but today, there's just... something in the air. it slows his search, and he pauses, his head tipped back, just. breathing in. is this what they mean by "spiritstorm"? it feels kind of... nice. ]


((ooc: Roll for each thread! I plan on doing the same. :D Also planning on tagging some other peeps. :3 But Yuri wanted a post! So you can come get guaranteed Yuri lovin' here. Yuri and I are both okay with 5, so let me know if you aren't! Thanks~~.))

[info]postcrisis
[info]destinationally

[day 7 | action | text]


So I'm not much of a coffee girl, but I could really go for a good breakfast today.

Who has recs? My treat goes to the 1st person to point me to a delicious muffin and hot chocolate at least.

Morning everyone.


[Text or no, anyone is free to spot or bump into Kara around, either as she's about to get a quick snack or looking for food now that she finished her night shift at work. Yawn!]

[ooc | this post is open for all the shenanigans! ]

[info]ihackedthem
[info]destinationally

[text/action] backdated to day 6


got a big test in a few days and I am totally chalant. anyone up for an emergency cramming session? aka, this is the last time I'm leaving all my hw to the last minute. OTL

[and IN BLACK CAT SUITES...]

[Dick is going to just hit his head with a book, hi roommies. THIS IS HOW STRESSED OUT HE'S FEELING....]
The teachers at this school hate me.

Nov. 13th, 2011

[info]bigbadbioweapon
[info]destinationally

[Action | Open] Day 7


((OOC: Please do not post if you do not want your character getting molested/idek by a suddenly lustful bioweapon. ;;;;;; ))

[Something feels off today. Snow is crunching underneath its boots as it prowls the streets of Irides, oblivious of the cold. Work had been a good, physical distraction, and Nemesis did not mind taking orders from a human who had to roar over all of the noise. In fact, it was quite the efficient worker.]

[Work was not on its mind today. The Nemesis was craving something, something it could not remember ever experiencing. It was a primal urge--a baser instinct that it needed to soothe. That was why it was hunting now, searching. Someone had to be walking the streets of the Wards today. Any of them. ]
[info]memoryreprieved
[info]destinationally

[ACTION] Day Seven || Dawn


[ The first thing she had noticed when she had stepped out of the portal was the cold. Not an unbearable chill, but it was certainly. Nothing she had anticipated. Her hood still up, she had managed to save her ears and neck from its sudden nip. But that hadn't erased the shock.

Destiny Islands was supposed to be warm. In fact, it was supposed to be sunny, too. With the whisper of palm leaves and the sweep of the ocean tide quietly murmuring. The ground wasn't solid unless she had dropped in on one of those plank boardwalks, but not even wood had stretched from her feet and beyond.

So, first thing you do when you land somewhere you weren't supposed to? Go back. Or at least that was the plan. Somehow though? Her and plans didn't seem to cooperate lately. But then nothing was ever that easy. And it only got more complicated when some of the citizens had tried to approach her. She had done what anyone else would have in the Organization. Even if she had kinda!abandoned it.

Hide.

Which might explain the strangely clad figure standing atop one of the rooftops, looking down upon the slowly waking city.
]

What is this place...? [ A pause in thought and a shuffle as she adjusted her hood, making sure for the twentieth time that it was secured over her face. ] ...I wonder where Riku could be.

[info]avengemyself
[info]destinationally

[Action|Closed] Backdated to Night 4


[The little diner was nice, the food wasn't so bad. He ate her two days ago so he didn't have to go back to his dorm. They even cook breakfast late at night. Can't beat a place like that. So Jason spears a sausage link on his fork, twirling it around just a little. Despite ordering the meal, he's not that hungry. But it's a good distraction until his "date" arrives.

His eyes shift back to looking out the large window that takes up the front wall of the diner. Anytime now, Dickie-bird.]

Nov. 4th, 2011

[info]txt2flee
[info]destinationally

[Day 6 | Text | Action]


its not so bad being here but i miss home & every1 (╯︵╰,)
i wonder if he's ok or even stupid otakuro
its not the same going 2 school u no? (︶︹︺)

neway, im working @ every little thing so u guys can come & say hi if u want


[After school, Yuzu is working at Every Little Things, a store that sells many different things.

Well, she would be working if she's not checking out the music section. By checking, she's really listening to them.
]

Oct. 29th, 2011


[info]liedtobatman
[info]destinationally

[Day 4 / Text-Action]


The phone is really nice, that much I will give them. But as nice as this whole setting is I'd like to get back. Otherwise Batman is gonna be pissed.

And trust me on this: you don't want to get Batman pissed at you.

Robin, out.


[So.

Since Tim was in his Robin costume when he crossed a portal to his place as he patrolled Gotham, like hell he was going to give away his secret identity. He came in here as Robin, he will leave as Robin.

You get +1 little caped sidekick paroling the city.

Luckily they left him his utility belt so he can easily swing around. The problem, though? This city isn't nearly as dark as his home city, so it's way easier for somebody to spot him...]

[info]xtricate
[info]destinationally

[Day 4 | Text/Action | Afternoon ]


[There is a girl wandering around the Old Town with a look of interest. She had only arrived this morning. She has with her a bag of papers, the brochures and information provided by the Department of Integration. She's already read it twice, memorized every word, but she hasn't found an appropriate place to burn the records.

She stands still, watching anyone who walks by, trying to learn through observation. What should she do here? What is her mission? She doesn't have anyone here to tell her.]


[text]

Information acquired. Mission parameters unknown. Are there X-men here? I cannot recognize any scents. Information on other world-travelers would be useful.

[There is a full minute in between that text and the one that follows after it.]

and appreciated.

Oct. 28th, 2011

[info]iggypunk
[info]destinationally

[Day 4 | text/action]


hey so they gave me this swankyass phone so i thoguht i might as well use it, rite? just got here last nite. this shit is weirddddd, man. so who the hell r you guys? the name's arashi. cant say im pleased to meetya, tho, bein spirited away and all. but i'll see you lot around, yeah? cheers!

[ A late arrival! He was too cool for any magic doors, you know - they're saving the best for last~

Arashi is a tall blond super-punk with a safety pin in his lip and a guitar on his back. He can be found exploring the Waterfront District most of the day, checking out all the cool indie shops - those are right up his alley. He'll also make a point to poke his head in Broken Record, so anyone working there can meet their new coworker!

He'll eventually settle down on a comfortable piece of sidewalk, playing songs on his guitar and singing. Meet your new resident busker~ ]

Oct. 25th, 2011


[info]thelasthawke
[info]destinationally

[day 3/second ward][action/open]


[ ever been to The Lazy Dog? it has a hot new bartender! she's flipping through a small, red book when someone approaches the bar and orders a round of whisky shots. she lines them up on a tray with a wink, pours, and helps herself to the traditional bartender's compliment.

she moves to the register to add it to the tab, pushes some buttons, and... error. more buttons... error! ]


Maker's Breath! When did a plain piece of paper and a quill stop being good enough?! [ grumbles, frustrated.

The Lazy Dog has a technologically inept hot new bartender. ]
[info]still_reaching
[info]destinationally

[open post/open to action]


I think I broke the dishwasher.

[She only meant to send this out to the residents of Red Fox, but what is attention to detail in a crisis?]

And the sink.

[There is a picture attached to the text message - Saki, with her trousers soaked to the knee in dirty water and what could possibly be dishsoap in her hair, gesturing, game show host style, to the dishwasher in question. There is a thin pool of purple-ish water surrounding the base of the appliance.]

Oct. 23rd, 2011


[info]trueknight
[info]destinationally

[action] The First Ward


[ okay, Yuri has had better days. he's coming out of the Golden Chariot, which is a Greek restaurant, with a scowl on his face. his black mood is so obvious that you can almost see the little black cloud over his head. ]

'Unprofessional'... Really. Rude? [ MUTTER. ] Fine. I don't need this.

[ guess who lasted all of two days as a waiter? THIS GUY. he pulls the bow tie loose and drops it on the pavement next to him, then his nametag too. stepping on them is probably not the best idea, but what does he care!

care to interrupt his "Office Space" moment? ]

Oct. 14th, 2011


[info]avengemyself
[info]destinationally

[Day 1 | Action | Night]


[He had managed to keep his temper in check long enough to hate everything about this place. They shove a job at him and ship him into some random apartment like he was some kid stuck in a group home, unwanted roommates included, and he finds out all the money in this duffle is near worthless except for how much he has of it. So he took his bag and made his way outside. Not like sleeping outdoors was something new to him.

Except he isn't sure which of his memories of it are more recent. Not when he still has memories of bloody hands and nails breaking as he dug his way out of his own grave. Not when Talia's face is the last thing he remembers from before...here.

He wanders quietly in the dark, taking in the building, roads, directions, anything that he could learn--use.

He doesn't have time to play here. Someone has to has more answers that what he got earlier.]


{OOC: Feel free to run into him anywhere in the Old Town, Commons, and Three Wards. Jason knows how to get around on foot and he'll be at it all night. Roommates/Neighbors can feel free to talk to him before he leaves the Brown Bear apartments!}