[identity profile] automailmaker.livejournal.com
[Winry's strolling down a street with a hamster cage in her possession. She is making her way back to the Devil's Nest Bar, and will probably be there soon.]
[identity profile] little-ugly.livejournal.com
[A squishy little homunculus-grub wakes up laying in the street. He wasn't expecting either of those things and both annoy him.]

What. The. Fuck.

[He rolls onto his tiny feet and looks around, which requires walking in a circle since he doesn't even get to have a neck in this shape. After examining his surroundings, he sits back on his haunches and glares, angry tears coming to his eyes.]

God damnit! Do I exist just to be humiliated?!

[He flings himself down on his belly and commences to beat his little hands against the pavement and throw a tantrum.]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHHHHHH!!! I HATE EVERYTHING!
[identity profile] mafia-ed.livejournal.com
((I have a week to graduation, no classes between now and then but I'm still stuck 90 miles from home with no money, nothing productive to do and I am the worst combination of bored and antsy. I am going insane. Oh blessed fantasy-world, take me!))

[This little mafioso is off his shift at the library and wandering the streets because even he can't stand constant reading with no social interaction. He's people-watching, looking for anyone who might be his 'family.' The majority of the Winrys look close enough to his to get his hopes up every time, although most of them seem to be a couple years younger. He's getting kind of freaked out by all the tiny, sweet-tempered Als and that's to say nothing of how disturbing the gender-opposite people are...]
[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] yin2uryang.livejournal.com
[Flitting across roofs to follow your prince without detection is hard work, but it's made harder when you step into a vortex of dressing room proportions.  Just as young Ran Fan happens to be doing which, as one would expect, quite the confusing conundrum.  Especially when stepping through that vortex means losing your footing and falling on your ass.  How untrained bodyguard-like.  She does jump up, hope to the gods or whatever the hell she believes in [dragon?!] that nobody seen that.  She falls into a fighting stance as if the universe pulled the proverbial chair out from under her and shouts rather frantically when that darn prince she was following disappears from sight-]

Young master?!   

[ooc: I've been looking for somewhere to throw this muse in, hurhur.  GETTING A HANG OF HER, SO MIND MY FAIL.] 
[identity profile] automailmaker.livejournal.com
[At the Devil's Nest Winry is preparing the bar for opening. There's a bit of a pep in her step, which means something had to have happened to raise her spirits. She also finished the replacements for her Ed's automail plates, but Winry isn't going out of her way to find him so that she can switch them out because he's a walking cloud of emo.]
[identity profile] upyourscolonel.livejournal.com
[Pissed off Ed is fucking pissed off, and isn't at the Devil's nest for once. IN FACT, HE'S AVOIDING IT, because Winry decided to invite that bastard over. TRAITOROUS WENCH.]

[So he's sitting under a tree near like the library or something. And probably getting heat stroke because he's a fucking genius that way. Hi guys whats up.]
[identity profile] notdemonspawn.livejournal.com
[This Ed has a cape, so feel free to laugh at him.

He blinks in confusion, turning around slowly and looking up and down the street. He was not here a minute ago. And he's not sure where "here" is. It's definitely a large city, like Atlas or Saillune, but the architecture is totally unfamiliar. He puzzles over this with a look of vague bemusement for a minute before he realizes that something is missing.
]

... Al? ... Al?!

[Panic-mode engaged.]
[identity profile] daydreamerxing.livejournal.com
Umm... Where'd I go?
I said good bye to everyone... and I had Envy in the jar and was going to take him back to Xing... Because Xing is my country so I shouldn't get involved with the affairs here... but somehow I ended up in Central again...

What should we do, Xiao Mei? I hope Al-sama is all right... hm.. Yeah, that's it. I'll look for Al-sama... He can comfort me! It could be worse... I could be stuck in this strange place with IT [Ed].
...
eep.
I think I lost the jar...

[ May is presently wandering Central in search of Alphonse and the Envy Jar. ]

[identity profile] christmas-pony.livejournal.com
[Wanders back to the Devil's Nest sometime in early evening. He has totally missed all the excitement but could care less. He has ice cream!

Tilts his head slightly in thought as he licks away at a large pile of french vanilla on a cone. He can not currently hear Ed or Winry screaming at each other. How odd.

Shrugs and goes inside.
]
[identity profile] upyourscolonel.livejournal.com
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.


IS THERE A FRIGGEN' DOCTOR IN THE HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUSE!?

[Ed's all flippin' shit because his bff OLD!Roy is sick as balls. HALP. HE'S LIKE A REALLY BAD UNCLE TO HIIIIIIIIIM. Whatev, I dunno where Ed even is. I'LL MAKE IT UP AS I GO ALONG.]
[identity profile] automailmaker.livejournal.com
[ Winry is hanging around the Devil's Nest. The Karaoke machine had been acting up, so she decided to open it up and take a look. She's tinkering with it now.

It's the middle of the day so the bar won't be open to customers, but anyone should feel free to pop in and say 'hi.' ]
[identity profile] mattygamer.livejournal.com
*Ed walked through a door he thought lead into Winry's house, but apparently he was wrong. He looked around hoping he was just having a bad dream. He was back in Central but it didn't seem like his' Central.*

"What the- -"

He thought a second. A frown formed across his face.

"All right Winry stop...this isn't funny!"



(ooc: New Ed Elric. he's a little freaked out at the moment ^-^ come say hi if you want.)
[identity profile] bookstored.livejournal.com
[Have a new and confused Ed. Looking around like he's never seen Central in his life. His canon point is sometime shortly after getting his arm fixed in Risembool, but don't expect him to know that. The island this Ed comes from takes citizens from various worlds and suppresses their memories by installing a microchip. All new memories are given to each character, so they don't tend to realize anything's even wrong... at least, for awhile. Ed comes from the point in the game that the microchips are starting to fail so everyone started to realize life isn't what it seems, and he's just recently been able to start using alchemy again.

So, he'll recognize ... no one. At least, for now. He's more laid back and calm than your average Ed, but that'll go away as he starts to figure out his entire life is a lie. And he's also prone to random migraines.]

Toboe... Where'd you- go?

Man, how lost am I?

[A pause, as he stares at the buildings around him, not familiar with anything in sight.]

This isn't... Kalkyou. Where the hell am I?
[identity profile] upyourscolonel.livejournal.com
[Grumpy and pissed off Ed is grumpy and pissed off. And chilling at the bar in the Devil's Nest. AND, holy fuck, he's actually FINISHED his work. And hasn't even transmuted anything into dongs or what have you. Is it still raining out. I DON'T CARE. It would be more awesome if magma were shooting out of the sewer drains. Or maybe some awesome tornadoes and shit. Or a zombie apocalypse or something. That totally counts as a weather condition.


But I digress. Grumpy Ed, at the bar. Being grumpy because women suck.]
[identity profile] kittenalchemist.livejournal.com
[Alphonse wanders into the area, head down, squeezing out his thoroughly soaked clothing.]

The water's gone. And in a few more days I can go and see br -

[He stops, and looks up.]

... This isn't Purgatory...
[identity profile] dedicatedsniper.livejournal.com
[Riza is walking down the street across from the Devil's Nest, ignoring the fact that it's pouring rain and drenching her hair and clothes. She stares around her with a flat expression suggesting absolute boredom.

There is no umbrella in sight, and she is appearing to not be in any sort of hurry. She is merely taking a walk in the rain hoping to kill some time.]
[identity profile] oedipuscomplex.livejournal.com
Okay... Just when I thought I was starting to get used to this place.

What the hell is automail, and why do I keep hearing about it?

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