( Let the story begin... )

[The woman appears when you're not looking; that is to say when you turn back to a spot that you thought was empty she's suddenly occupying it. She is facing away from you at first, wearing a white gaudy dress with an odd sort of purple vest, and a white cap on her head. She is holding behind her a parasol in one hand. She turns around, blond hair ( Read more... )

Does this thing work? I'm talking into it and nothing's happening!

[her voice holds a definite note of confusion.] Father's gone... am I ever going to see him again?

This place is so strange. I wonder if it's another country from -- [there's a soft exhale of breath as she sighs mentally.]

No, it can't be. Don't be silly. But then if this is all ( Read more... )

[ Red can be seen wordlessly traveling throughout the Alpine District, snow falling lightly in the background. What's most notable about this is the fact that he's walking around with short sleeves, despite how cold it is. Also, there's a Pikachu chillin' in his backpack, his head poked out to observe the area. Red tugs down the brim of his hat a ( Read more... )

[Warmth. He recognises warmth.

In the middle of the hall is an odd sight: an unconscious boy, flat on his stomach, clutching a naginata and surrounded by an odd pile of rocks, and looking half-frozen to death. Which is precisely what he is, really.]

Wait...

[His thoughts are fuzzy, but he's still alive. Suddenly the rocks begin to shift-- they ( Read more... )

[ So after making his bet with Elizabeth, Silver has to think positive all this week. It's proving to be kind of tough!!!! He has to keep reminding himself not to be cynical.... sigh! ]

I don't even know what 'thinking positive' really means... what am I supposed to be positive about? This place is totally lame!! Isn't it??

[ deep sigh. he ( Read more... )

[suddenly, in the same place that all the newbies zap to, zaps...Lina. kneeling on the ground with her arms out in the pantomime of holding some sweet, music-boxy loot. it's not there, of course, but hey, she didn't know it was a friggin portkey or whatever you other magic people call it ( Read more... )

Ifalna? Ifalna! Hojo, where are you?!

[Those in the Golden Entranceway--and even just outside it--can make out a man's voice, sounding both panicked and curiously out of breath, considering he hasn't gone very far from the starting point of all confused arrivals. The middle-aged man leans against one of the pillars, one hand resting over his ( Read more... )