[And this is why you should filter your messages more often, fellow Chaos fighters. |D Jill may not have spoken with all of you, but overhearing conversations is too easy here, and she's been biding her time spyin on u trying to get an idea of whom to trust, whom to risk trusting, and whom to avoid entirely.]

[FILTERED TO CHAOS | Excluding Count ( Read more... )

So, it was Cosmos who messed with our powers. She's the one responsible for that... trainwreck. [Terra is Not Happy. Just when he'd thought Cosmos was better than Chaos, in the light the god of discord cast her in, she seems just as bad.]

...I'm going to train. Don't bother trying to find me.

[And the transmission ends, just like that. He'll ( Read more... )

Figures he wouldn't even f-- [Cuts himself off there, biting his tongue when he remembers there's ladies present.] --wouldn't even tell us where he's been. No, just a random attempt to rip my skull apart. "Do oblivion proud", my hide ( Read more... )

[ooc: backdated to after the events of helping out terra.]

[The feed clicks on to Micaiah's room, and after a second or two, her hand. She audiably starts to say something, but stops. She just can't come up with the right words to say about what happened in the battle, and it's been plaguing on her mind, so it's a hopeless cause either way. After ( Read more... )

[Just voice. He sounds exhausted and pained.]

If... [Pause, and deep exhale of breath. This is really killing Terra's whole lone wolf thing to ask, but he doesn't have much of a choice.] If anyone here can help me... I need a healer.

[ooc: Backdated to the day after the battle. Terra may or may not be up for replying to you, depending on who you ( Read more... )

[ At first, the view from the crystal is blank, until gloved fingers slide over the front, the visage of a man in his late twenties appearing shortly thereafter. His lips twitch beneath his mustache, wondering whether to frown or break down crying. ]Mama-mia, where am I? This isn't the Mushroom Kingdom... Mario? Peach? Daisy? Are any of you guys ( Read more... )

[This is Jihl. Jihl isn't pleased. When Jihl isn't pleased and things don't go according to plan... well, let's not go there.]

I already have my own war to wage. I do not need to be dragged into something such as this.

[The feed starts abruptly, focused on two intense blue eyes. When he speaks, every syllable is careful and controlled. He's furious, but doing a good job of hiding it.]

I'm looking for a man named Master Xehanort. Maybe one of you can help me.

[The camera zooms out to reveal his face fully. One or two of you might recognise him, or he'd at least ( Read more... )

You have been cordially invited by the Great Zelos Wilder to a gathering and night of festivities at the neutral grounds known as The Rift on the twenty-seventh day of the ninth month of the year. The festivities begin at five PM sharp and end at whatever the hell time people feel like going home ( Read more... )

Do not mistake me for a fool. I can feel your presence nearby--

Come out, come out wherever you are.