Re-Intro

Jul. 12th, 2010 01:46 am
[identity profile] fullmet-al.livejournal.com
[It's Alice...again. After two years of being gone. And it seems that time has not been kind to her. It seems that she's been brought here from a really bad time.

She only has one arm and no coat. The bare automail socket can be seen as she stands in front of the sign, staring at the sign.]


What...but how?

Brother?! Brother?!

[She's got no memories of this place, or of anything that happened before she arrived here the first time.]



(OOC: I bring back Alice, the FullMetal Alchemist. Also, she has no memories of Econtra or of being here before.)

Intro

May. 29th, 2010 08:10 pm
[identity profile] lonelyambition.livejournal.com
[Have what looks like Greed wandering down the streets of not!Central, looking a mixture of lost, confused, and irritated.]

What the hell is this? Did I fall asleep in history class again?



((herpderp. Newbie to the comm, and this is AU!Greed from the Harry Potter universe. Be gentle?))
[identity profile] holysheetmetal.livejournal.com
Brother?

Brother are you ....in here?

[It's....an empty room. A hollow sigh.]

Where could he be?





[ooc; have a very canon dubbed anime Al. holy sheet! XD P.S. Using manga Al icons cause the armour looks more cracky.]
[identity profile] catloving.livejournal.com
[ This Alphonse is sat on a bench in Central, legs crossed and a small black cellphone pressed to his ear. His eyes are shut and he's got a gloved hand propped up against his forehead. He's silent for a few beats before frowning. ]

Brother, don't fall silent like that-- it makes me think I said something wrong. Sheesh... let me read the newspaper article to you--

[ Eyes pop open and he reaches over to grab something beside him that isn't there-- he stares at the empty space on the bench for a beat before his eyes go wide. Alphonse quickly rises to his feet and turns around, looking all about, then finally pulls the phone away from his ear and stares at that. ]

... Am I dreaming?
[identity profile] notasniper.livejournal.com
[This Riza was walking around town, looking kind of sad. She wanted to tell Roy what had happened, but she didn't have the courage to tell him. She'd still sacrifice everything for him. She had sacrificed her life once and would do it again if she had to.]

Why can't I tell him...

[She muttered softly to herself.]
[identity profile] notasniper.livejournal.com
[Have a Riza at the shooting range. Though this Riza's a bit different. Hard to tell though considering she's still the same crack shot as ever. She stops to reload and sighs softly, looking downrange at the targets]

I'm still the same good shot. Even after all that's happened.
[identity profile] edmunculus.livejournal.com
*Edward didn't waste any time heading back to the apartment. It was always the first place he went to look for Alfons, and if she wasn't home, he could always find her quickly enough and bring her back to take a look at Roy's injury. Human customs still had a way of being completely beyond the homunculus, so once they were inside he motioned to the couch* You can wait here, if you want. *It was about as close as Roy was going to get to 'Make yourself comfortable.'* I'll see if she's home.
[identity profile] honootaisa.livejournal.com
Nng... why... does my head hurt so damn bad? And... where am I for that matter?

[pauses, glances around with a wince. His neck hurts, too, making it difficult to turn his head]

Well this can't be good. I wasn't drinking last night. I know I'm not hung over. ... hallucination is always a possiblity but the question would be... how and why?

[sighs, rubbing his sore neck and muttering to himself a little more]

Okay, get it together, Roy. There's obviously something going on here.

Hello?! Is there anyone around?!

[frowns, as he's a little unnerved by the slight echo his voice made...]

[identity profile] no-milkplease.livejournal.com
This place has gotten a lot quieter than it used to be.

[She sighs, looking around...the sun has set and she's trying to make her way back to the inn she's staying at]
[identity profile] edmunculus.livejournal.com
*It had been awhile since he'd been back to the apartment, considering he'd left sometime the night before... so, not wanting to make Alfons worry, the homunculus decided to return home, before it got any later in the day and at least see what the other residents were doing. He was making his way back to the house, when he'd bumped into him. Literally, the human had gotten too close, and knocked him over. He'd seemed surprised when the homunculus hit the ground, and he remained standing, but even though the Ed had showed a kind of wary concern his close proximity is what kept the creature grounded there. After awhile of staring at him like he must be nuts, the human had simply walked away.

Edward got to his feet, golden eyes glancing in the direction he'd been going before turning and darting back towards the park. He didn't want another repeat of that any time soon.*



[also guys, I know not everyone reads there. So, here is a post I'd like some input on, maybe? Volunteers would be awesome, if anyone's interested. And don't forget to check other posts there, like this, if you haven't seen it, yet.

Edit: the above mentioned entry (on the Fruits Basket plot) has been edited. Please re-read it, if you haven't already~ Thanks.]
[identity profile] gotothestars.livejournal.com
........I wonder if it's a coincidence that the sky seems more full of stars here, than it does back home.
siehatdornen: (Exasperated)
[personal profile] siehatdornen
"Alfons is dying" this and "Alfons is dying" that... is that all anyone can think about? The answer is obvious: We drag him away from his goddamned rockets, by force if need be.

Who's with me?
[identity profile] gotothestars.livejournal.com
...........................................

I wonder if there's a way to somehow bring others to this place?

I'm sure that with all the crime here...Shana would have her work cut out for her.
[identity profile] edmunculus.livejournal.com
*Edward headed down the street in good spirits. As long as he avoided the vampire cafe, and any male Eds in general he was probably good to stay in a rather pleasant mood for quite awhile. In this place, for every bad thing that happened... something good seemed to balance it out, and it wasn't something he was used to at home so it certainly did something to lift his spirits. The blond was on his way to the park, as he enjoyed nights there watching the sky while most others slept - it was peaceful, calm.*
[identity profile] no-milkplease.livejournal.com
[Erica is outside at night again. She had been watching the stars, but then something happened...she fell asleep in the park. This isn't the first time she's fallen asleep out here.]

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