[identity profile] buxsome-blonde.livejournal.com

[She's walking toward the flower shop having just finished her last delivery for the day]

What I wouldn't give for a car...

siehatdornen: (Exasperated)
[personal profile] siehatdornen
[Rosa is down at the shooting range -- surely Central has at least one -- practicing her marksmanship. Guns are fun.]
[identity profile] buxsome-blonde.livejournal.com
[Jeane helped the six year old Dorochet into his pajama top.] 

Okay Doro-monster, you remember your manners, yeah? 

[she picks the boy up and carries him out to the living room of their suite, setting him down on the sofa and waiting with him for their guest to arrive]
[identity profile] regularcuppajoe.livejournal.com
[Here. Have good ol' wholesome, and American as apple-pie, Alphonse. Being the typical post-High School male this one shuttles himself between college as well as his nine to fives: working at Borders and StarBucks all within a snug nook of the Big Apple. Al's location & upbringing adds a unique spin towards being a 'Poster Child for Good Will Towards Man' and his boy next door demeanor; suffering him streaks of cynicism, dark humor, plus a habit for citing trivia relevant to the moment.

He's a single child and none of the regular cast is familiar to him outside possibly spying a few, through coincidence, around the town or his typical haunts.

Right now Al's dealing with what is believed to be someplace which both feet have accidentally led him, while his nose had been getting up close and very much buried within one of Alphonse's latest sale-rack finds. He's probably politely tapping your shoulder and asking how you get back to this or that street.]

"Hey there. Sorry to bug you.. but I think I'm lost."
[identity profile] alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com
..............................................................

...............................................................................................................

I can't believe I'm asking this...


Is it possible for a....

Is it possible for a man to look good in a dress?



It's a long story. A very very very long story.
[identity profile] 1-puff-2-sanity.livejournal.com
Does anyone have a flargin drag around here? You'd think with it being a ritzy hotel in a city capital, there'd be a customary cigarette on your pillow every night.

I was an idiot. Yeah, a big idiot. Can anyone help me out, here?

DOES ANYONE HERE HAVE A SPARE CIGARETTE?!
[identity profile] buxsome-blonde.livejournal.com

Doro-monster... are you sure you want to pick out my swimsuit? [eyes the six year old a little wary of what he might pick out]

[identity profile] buxsome-blonde.livejournal.com
 I think I might have found a job. 

I don't really know much about flowers, but that shouldn't hinder my ability to deliver them in anyway.
[identity profile] penurium.livejournal.com
[Half out the door of his apartment]

I'm fine! I can walk. I have to get out of this damn apartment for a few minutes!

[Door slam 8|. Greed steps out into the streets]


[He's still recovering from that incident with Dante. Winry's kept him in bed, resting, poor guy. He doesn't have snappy healing like his canon counter part, so there are visible burn scars on him. He's cranky. Feel free to pester. 8D]
[identity profile] everythngsmine.livejournal.com
[He was at the Devil's Nest, talking to Kimbley. Even though he was wary of the guy, he decided to hire him on as one of his minions. He raised an eyebrow when Kimbley said that he wanted to see some fireworks and a smirk took place upon his lips. He was about to say something when out of nowhere he was taken to Central. He was previously sitting on the couch at the DN, but now he's sitting on a park bench.]

Oi, oi what the fuck is this?!


((ooc - I was talked into this . Ahem, introducing canon Greed. I'm putting him over at [livejournal.com profile] econtra_rpg when the app is done.))
[identity profile] may-no-hues.livejournal.com
I...I just got a letter from the old couple...

They say they've retired and have run off, leaving the shop to me and Roy. All the money left is ours.

...Damnit! I don't want to run a flower shop! This is Maya's dream, not mine!
[identity profile] barking-ninja.livejournal.com
Things haven't been going well... the Greed Alphonse revealed to me that he isn't the Greed I use to know, and in  this knowledge, I don't think I can sincerely call him my master or work for him anymore... it just hurts too much to pretend.

I really miss Greed, but right now my main priority is to find a new job. Once I have some money to live off of, I'll see if I can't find my real Master in this crazy place...

Anyone in need of a humanoid chimera? I have a resum'e here with me.
[identity profile] buxsome-blonde.livejournal.com
[she's kneeling in front of little Dorochet.]

Be a good boy okay? I'll be back in the morning, 'kay? We'll play then.

[gives him a small kiss on the forehead, stands to her full height, and leaves waving over her shoulder at the boy as she does so] 

[is now walking down the streets of central]
[identity profile] edwarduzumaki.livejournal.com
*A different place, strange buildings, copies of people running around. People in military getups. Weird.*

What the hell did I get myself into now?


[[ooc: Edward/Naruto. Whoo. Yay for crossovers lol.]]

[identity profile] lebelle-morte.livejournal.com
[Hey guys, you hear that BIG explosion? Yeah, that's the sound of the east wing of the Inn blowing up. Guess who decided to come around again? And he's about to create a whole hell of a lot more fireworks. He's been playing it nice and observing for far too long.]

Come out to play, you little bitches!

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