[identity profile] imxnotxshort.livejournal.com
Things are starting to pick up around here, again.

It seems like a lot of people left this place, though. Well, if it means they can finally go home... I'm glad.


Maybe that means we'll all find a way out of here, too.

I just hope everyone actually is going home. For all we know people are being pulled into another weird place, or- something else.
[identity profile] imxnotxshort.livejournal.com
.... Why the hell do so many people suddenly have animal parts?

I don't think it's normal to start sprouting cat ears, even here.
Tell me I'm not the only one this didn't happen to.
[identity profile] imxnotxshort.livejournal.com
Make the best of it, while we're here, he says. Does the concept of not being able to go home matter to anyone else?

This place is like torture, everyone you've ever known is walking the streets, but you don't know any of them which... might be a good thing, in some cases. It's even worse than last time.



If I could even call that would be better than just being stuck here, with no word. So, of course I can't do that, either..

I don't want to be here, anymore. I'm tired of the reminder...
[identity profile] imxnotxshort.livejournal.com
*It hadn't taken Roy long to get situated into the military here, after the pair settled in the inn that offered free rooms to newcomers. Their first priority had been getting some money together, and finding clothes that were more appropriate to their current setting... which left Ed with finding a job, as well. Deciding that he'd rather not deal with swarms of his own 'duplicates' in being part of the military again, job hunting was a new and unique experience for the Fullmetal Alchemist. He sighed, stopping in front of that welcome sign most residents were by now familiar with.*

This is stupid. It's not like I have any 'unique' traits in this damn place... What the hell could I do, anyway?
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I MADE IT! -=grins and bounces on the balls of his feet when he recognizes Central City.=- I made it home!

This PINpoint thingy didn't work exactly, since I'm here and not at Winry's house, but oh, well, at least I can get back home to her and Brother from here.

-=pauses, sees two Eds walk by and sighs, pocketing the PINpoint contraption again.=-

Dammit...I thought I was home...
[identity profile] flaming-colonel.livejournal.com
*Roy paused as the feel of sand beneath his feet gave way to the feel of concrete. He froze, stunned as he studied his surroundings, noting he was very far from where he should be. Just moments ago he was at the resort on his honeymoon with Ed*

What the...home? I didn't get that drunk today.

*He quickly scanned his attire, seeing he was still dressed in khaki pants and that horrid floral print shirt Maes had given him. If the media caught a picture of him in this he would never hear the end of it. But the more urgent matter on how he got here called to his attention. Perhaps he had made one too many short jokes? Edward was more than capable of knocking Roy out, so it wasn't entirely out of the question...*

((OOC: Hey all. =] I'm just continuing this Roy from a dead community. He's been made Fuhrer and he's currently married to Ed. The only other thing to know about in his world is that they have modern technology.))

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