[Because I promised I would do this, but I can't draw for beans and I got tired of looking for a PB... use your imaginations and pretend Amestris-tan has icons of a vaguely militaristic-looking blond man in his mid-twenties, dressed in a military uniform that quite oddly enough lacks any markings of rank.]

[Appears suddenly in the midst of Fake ( Read more... )

[At the Devil's Nest Winry is preparing the bar for opening. There's a bit of a pep in her step, which means something had to have happened to raise her spirits. She also finished the replacements for her Ed's automail plates, but Winry isn't going out of her way to find him so that she can switch them out because he's a walking cloud of emo.]

[Wanders back to the Devil's Nest sometime in early evening. He has totally missed all the excitement but could care less. He has ice cream!

Tilts his head slightly in thought as he licks away at a large pile of french vanilla on a cone. He can not currently hear Ed or Winry screaming at each other. How odd.

Shrugs and goes inside.]

[Grumpy and pissed off Ed is grumpy and pissed off. And chilling at the bar in the Devil's Nest. AND, holy fuck, he's actually FINISHED his work. And hasn't even transmuted anything into dongs or what have you. Is it still raining out. I DON'T CARE. It would be more awesome if magma were shooting out of the sewer drains. Or maybe some awesome ( Read more... )

[Riza is walking down the street across from the Devil's Nest, ignoring the fact that it's pouring rain and drenching her hair and clothes. She stares around her with a flat expression suggesting absolute boredom ( Read more... )

What the heck is this place? Where's the house I was brought to and the nice lady?

All right. What am I doing here? [Have a canon Riza Hawkeye, who is now lost and wondering how she got here, when the last thing she remembers was traveling on a train to Central.]

[Ed's sitting up on the roof of the Devil's Nest, debating whether or not he should transmute a statue of the Fuhrer humping a goat onto it.]

...But I did that last week...maybe one of Greed wearing a tutu..? Or a gorilla with Winry's head.

[We have a Greed. He is standing proudly behind his counter.]

ALL RIGHT. SO WE'RE LACKING IN THE FUNDS THIS MONTH.

This means we've got to kick ass with sales or we're fucked up the creak without a boat.

GET TO IT.

"I don't suppose I need to think too deeply upon who the culprit is, concerning the ghastly inappropriate Valentine's Day gesture which was carved into the door of my current residence.

Few here are so artistically inclined and direct as to express their overwrought and pent up affections with such an obnoxious illustration ( Read more... )