fmadrlj | Entries tagged with roy mustang: roy

failed-alchemy.livejournal.com

Does...

Can anyone, er....

*sighs, scratching his head* How can I put this...

Does anyone know any kind of medicine that can repair corrosion damage to someone's lungs?

poorsoul.livejournal.com

*a new inhabitant arrives in Central looking like a fish out of water. He shouldn't be here, he can tell. He should've arrived on the shore, and the girls should have been here too with him. Unless the witch transported him to the city, but she doubts she did. At least she clothed him though.

He looks around, a mix between wonder and fright on his face. Everything here is new to him, new and different, and he has no idea where to find what he seeks.

...plus these new legs are hard to get used to.

He tries to stand. He wobbles. He stumbles. Damnit. Really hard to get used to.

Faintly, he hears the sound of water. After failing to take more than two steps again, he opts to crawl to the nearby fountain instead. He peers over the edge looking for his reflection; might as well see how he looks as a woman.

...okay.

Something was very wrong.

He was still quite obviously a male. That wasn't right. He made the exchange with the witch, why wasn't he a woman!?

Did he at least have his voice back?

...damn. No he didn't.

Damnit! How was he supposed to get his attention now!? There was no way he was going to get him to kiss him like this!

And after his three days were up he'd...

Leaning against the fountain's edge, he buries his face in his hands and quietly cries.*

[ooc: ....I really don't think I have to explain much else here. It's crack that's a few months old and SOMEONE ELSE'S ENTIRE FAULT. (SHE KNOWS WHO SHE IS. MY BRAIN IS BROKEN FOREVER NOW, THANKS FOR THAT. ~~ilu~~) Only other things you need to know is that he's only 16 years old and doesn't have glasses yet. He's also carrying a doll with him that he got from his friend before being turned human.]

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?

pervyalchemist.livejournal.com

Now that was one hell of a hangover...

renvy.livejournal.com

*The shadowy figure grins as he looks at the city that lay before him. There's plenty of people to massacre here. That's for sure. Their screams will be like music in his ears. He spots one walking from a park and decided to pursue them. He decides that since this one is incredibly unsuspecting, he transforms into an exact copy of them.*

*He carefully walks up to the person and taps her on the shoulder. She turns around and looks at him. With a wide grin, he grabs her by the throat and hoists her up in the air then throws her. She ends up getting impaled by a lead pipe that's sticking out of an old nearby building. He springs up into the air and when he lands, he's right beside her and changes back to his regular form.*

Oh, this is no fun. You weren't supposed to die so quickly!

[[OOC: Homunculus Roy. Envy!Roy to be exact. Half of his memory is gone so he may or may not go after you. If you play a Riza, he will regard you as his creator because Riza was the one who brought him back in his world.

goodnessgoddess.livejournal.com

*A long with her arrival, she brings a bit of snow with her. Stepping out of the snowdrift, she's wearing a white dress and a white robe to match. On her feet are a pair of sandles with gold straps. On her wrists and arms are a number of gold and silver bracelets with gems and rubies embedded into them. She has just escaped Hades clutches and was on her way back home. The snow doesn't bother her at all. She actually enjoys it.*

Oh my..This isn't Mount Olympus.

((ooc: Since there are vampires, homunculi, fallen angles, ect, I thought I would bring in the Greek goddess Persephone!Ran Fan. :D))

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.

sheathedweapon.livejournal.com

Ah! Chuuchu! Come back! Chuuchu! Where did you go!

*peering under a park bench, in an Ohtori school uniform.*

Where did he go?

*frowns, stands, and brushes her knees off delicately.*

Rosa, I can't find Chuuchu. Could you help me?

((Because I am weak to crossover crack, have an Anthy!Noa. Yes :D She's looking for Chuuchu, her little blue mouse critter/pet/mascot/thing.))

femmefatalemei.livejournal.com

[Mei hung up her SK3 and slid it into her pocket. She was supposed to meet the other angels and they were going to go thwart the Amestrian Mafia's plans. That damn organization had their hands in everything from being a cartel all the way to controlling the nightlife and bar scene. She quickly changed into a pair of daisy dukes, a black Aerosmith tanktop, and a pair of platform sandles. She slung her backpack over her shoulder with a small sigh. Her and the other angels had to pose as tourists going to the new nightclub/concert venue that Edward and his people owned. Creepy Thin Man's band, the Gorillaz, were performing tonight. Mei gagged at the thought of that group. She hated them, but she had to play it off like she was one of their fans in order to make the mission go well. So she picked up her Ipod and put the earbuds in, deciding to listen to a few songs of theirs so she wouldn't botch the mission.]

Ugh lame, lame band....

[She shrugs and nods her head to the music. Not really having listened to many of their songs, only one or two. She finally gives in and starts dancing to the music. She closes her eyes and continues dancing, not even realizing that she's not at her apartment anymore, but at the Fake Central now.]

[[ooc: Time for another crossover! Introduciiiing AU Alex Munday (from Charlie's Angels)!Mei. If you're wondering, Roy is Bosley and Creepy Thin Man is Alphonse.]]

stealedsheart.livejournal.com

Seriously, Ramza--if we could just take all the store's shit, we'd be set for DAYS. And come on--we all know nobles run that joint, so they'd stock up again pretty fast anyway...

*He turns around...but he doesn't see Ramza behind him. In fact, he doesn't see ANYONE behind him. Instead...he sees a strange city that he knows nothing about. JOY.*

What the...

What the hell?!

{Here, have Thief!Ed, from FinalFonsie, Finalphonse, and FF!Armstrong's universe. He will flirt with you and try to steal your shit--regardless of what gender you are. Beware. >:3}

pervyalchemist.livejournal.com

[A raised eyebrow. He's holding a bottle of scotch and sitting on a bench. A minute ago he was at a party at Roy's place with Hughes and the others. It was a celebration party thrown in his honor because he had just made ranking of Lt.Colonel and Roy insisted that they have a few drinks. A few turned into a drinking game and to everyone's surprise, Ed drank most of them under the table.]

Eh heh...I win..

[He takes a drink from his bottle, obviously he's intoxicated beyond reason. He laughs softly and leans back against the bench then hiccups.]

[[OOC: I bring you Pervy!Edward. He's a lush, even more of a smartass than canon Ed, and he will probably grope your char if he see's fit. You have been warned.]]

roy-zaberisk.livejournal.com

*Now that he has Gracia settled into their inn room and she's fallen asleep, he's now sitting outside enjoying the night air*

Strange. I'm still quite sure this is all Mephistopheles' fault but I've yet to see heads or tails of that demon. Even when I tried calling him.

...I'm not going to delude myself into thinking that I'm free but...I already like it here.

gracia-zaberisk.livejournal.com

*oh hey it's...a talking head. Of a young, 14 year old girl. It sits near the sign singing...*

Solomon Grundy, born on Monday

Christened on Tuesday,

Married on Wednesday,

Took ill on Thursday,

Worse on Friday,

Died on Saturday,

Buried on Sunday,

And this is the end of Solomon Grundy...

((you guys get audio with this one thanks to Yui Horie. :v Solomon Grundy))

stratagemagent.livejournal.com

[befuddled] Fuery? ... Hawkeye?... The hell?

bloodnflames.livejournal.com

Damn it, Pride! I cannot believe you made me come to this forsaken shithole of a world. Do you have any idea how much trouble you're in?!

[Standing by the sign. He glances around.]

And Eckhart, you abandoned your post even after you were brought back? We are in the middle of a war back home, damn it.

I am not even going to go into detail about how unacceptable this is! We have rules about not crossing over into other people's worlds for a reason!

Get out here NOW!

[[OOC: Vampire! Roy from

avampirespride's and

vampishe's world. He's the vampire prince of their universe and isn't very happy about the two others jumping dimensions and coming here.]]

Current Mood: pissed off

bloodredflamel.livejournal.com

Okay, so apparently New Optain looks exactly like Central.

Ling? Al? Where'd you two go? What the hell is going on here?

xsniperkittyx.livejournal.com

[It was a nice afternoon, and the catgirl Hawkeye had nothing really to do right now so she figured she would relax outside in the shade of a nice tree. She's dozed off, but she's a light sleeper and be careful, she is armed.]

roy-zaberisk.livejournal.com

Gracia--*realizes he is NOT at home and CERTAINLY not in Hardland anymore and...oh fuck where's Gracia?*

Shit, has anyone seen a talking head?

God damnit, Mephistopheles if this is some kind of trick I'll--

Profile

FMA DRESSING ROOM - THE LJ YEARS

FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST DRESSING ROOM

November 2011

S	M	T	W	T	F	S
		1	2	3	4	5
6	7	8	9	10	11	12
13	14	15	16	17	18	19
20	21	22	23	24	25	26
27	28	29	30

Syndicate

Page Summary

Style Credit

Style: Plain for Tabula Rasa

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags

Page generated Jun. 11th, 2025 11:15 pm

FMA DRESSING ROOM - THE LJ YEARS

Entries tagged with roy mustang: roy_zaberisk

[locked from all sick Alfonses]

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

moar homunculi

Oh hi why is it snowing in Central?

Blocked from Thundara_song, Curaga_song, and heikupopo

(no subject)

charlie's angels

Hail to the thief, baby >:3

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

And another vampiiiiire

Even more vampires

A cat nap

(no subject)

Profile

November 2011

Syndicate

Most Popular Tags

Page Summary

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags