[The camera turns on only after it’s thrown, tossed across the room like a ragdoll by a forgotten child. The angle’s odd, down and half blinded by light like an amateur photograph photoshopped with flare, but what’s shown is easy to make out: Zack, kneeling at the memorial, his face in his gloved hands, shoulders shaking with his grief. He’s ( Read more... )

[Rapunzel's hand hovers over a book. It appears to be a journal of some sort. The small signature in the lower right corner is the reason why she hesitates to open it. Rapunzel...but how was that possible? ...Unless she'd been here before...but wouldn't she remember that? At least, she hoped she would... She takes a deep breath and opens the book ( Read more... )

[Anatole - from the rooftops, it seems. A low murmur and the sudden jolt that follows - forge-view trailing a violet spark into the night sky, a noisy scream of light that flowers into smoke - into brightness - a deathshead laughing silently...

...as a stream of bright pink smoke erupts from its mouth to paint the sky in snaky lines...

Lines that ( Read more... )

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[Static. Traces of gold in the odd light of the feed. Broadcast as if through a thin shroud. No, wait. It moves. Smoke?

The reflection of small bottles. The roar of a fire. The hiss of unmistakable pain.

There's a young man on a table (some of you might recognize him) - stretched out, shirtless and bleeding. The cuts on his chest have mostly healed ( Read more... )

[The Forge seems to flick on the moment it hits the ground. It's obvious that she's out in the ruins and had just come up against a creature who'd attacked. Cara's boot is the only thing that's visible of her on the screen. The creature in question is now dead in the ground with an arrow through its skull ( Read more... )

[A new Forge is activated, mainly by keymashing and the magical incantation of colorful expletives, the screen struggling to focus as it's shaken, held face-down (hello, boots), and eventually flipped around proper. The face glaring down looks a bit like a constipated Elvis, upper lip curled in annoyance, brow furrowed, strands of red hair alive in ( Read more... )

( Locked to Patrol Members )

Big brother... I thought it would be fair to give you ample warning.

...That woman of yours is going to find a bullet between her eyes very soon.

Unless, of course, you find some way to shut her up before I do.

( Locked to Aizen )

[The video flicks on with Cara's irritated expression.]

How are we meant to successfully hunt with all of that unnecessary music keeping the game away?

[It's obvious that she's a little less than impressed by this thought. She might have to start hunting people if this keeps on long enough...]

[Zack. Zack on his chocobo, idling through the streets. The whispers of the natives are murmured in the background, but Zack seems unconcerned; he’s accustomed to their murmuring by now. It’s not like this place is used to giant birds being used as modes of ground transportation, after all.]So, who’s hitting the carnival this time around? I wonder ( Read more... )