For last_free_city

[tempus_fixit]

[1]
[A workshop in the Foundry District. Maybe it's a random machine she's working on. Maybe it's a war machine. Maybe it's a mech. Maybe it's YOUR mech. In any case, a sixteen year old girl is the one that seems to be doing the repairs you asked for.]

Just leave it to me! I'll have this thing running better than new in no time!

[BZZZAP.]

...Uh oh.

[2]
[Battle! You're fighting her, or the two of you are fighting a third opponent. She ignites both her hands with backwards snaps of her wrists, dropping into a stance and scowling.]

You ready?!

[3]

[One of the villas. Lucca's room looks like Leo Da Vinci's library punched it; books, scrolls, papers, models, bits of equipment in mid-repair, metal bits and glowing crystals lie scattered everywhere. Lucca herself is lying on her stomach on the bed, oblivious to the mess, reading a novel.]

[...Wait, does the title actually read "Love's Unbound Sequence?" Really?]

--HEY! [Book goes flying as she notices you looking in.] Haven't you ever heard of privacy!?

Another of those testruns for Mayfield, yup yup

[lovemguns]

1: [[Insert House Address Here]]

[ Whatthe...? He can't remember falling asleep on something soft. Last time he checked, they all slept on either the ground by the campfire, or on the carriage. And he couldn't hear the horse, either. He could usually discern every single movement the horse did. But not today, apparently.

He blinked. White? Ooookay, what? He blinked a couple more times, wondering if the sky really was that clouded. In this world? That'd sure be a first. When he sit up, he stare. What. The. Hell?

This was obviously not the Drif world, that was for sure. It wasn't this clean. Actually, his own world had not been this clean in a very very long time. And he was quite sure he wasn't in his own world, either.

Somewhat nervously, and a lot bewildered and confused, he wondered if he had finally really died. ]

Shit, I'm fucked. Kid's gonna blow up on me if I'm dead.

2: Phone

Why can't I find any smokes in this house? Don't people smoke here? I need a smoke, dammit! If I can't have a smoke soon, I'll go fucking crazy! Kid, did you take 'em? I know you have some, so just give me!

Moreover, where the hell is this? I liked that world with the dragons and shit much better than this sunny place. And Bolivia was much better too – you know, even riding for days non-stop through the desert is better than what this looks like.

Aaaah, this's just plain weird again! Does weird things always have to happen? It's often interesting, but this is just plain boring. C'mon, just bring me back to that weird action world, it was really interesting! A lot of things happened there! ...this place, on the other hand, seem to be really slow-paced... C'mon, Corridor Guy! I don't like ya or anything but this is mean, I was getting used to that place!

For anemoi and general voice-testing.

[myimmunesystem]

[1]
[Hi roomie. You now have a... well... it's hard to say exactly. All you can see is an elaborate blue-and-black suit, wrapped around a body that's more than sufficiently female, with a mask that you can just manage to identify two eyes through. Well, whatever she is, she's now your roommate.]

Don't worry. I don't take up much space.

[2]
[Video. Even with the distortion of the mask, Tali's voice seems a little more... stuffy than normal.]

*sniff* Excuse be if I sound a little fuddy. I got slobby with some suit baint'nance and I caught sobething that's been going around... *sniff* adyway, I've been here for a while, I seem to possess some tegnigal skill and I wand to contribute. I'b looking for a job. Does adyone know where I bight start looging in by-ahh, ahh... ahCHUU!

[She doubles over from the sneeze. There's no way to see what's going on in that mask, but her defeated slump says that it ain't pretty.]

Ugh, keelah... I hade it when dis habbens.

[3]
[On a mission! The ruins/crashed ship/underground cavern has rolled out the welcome wagon in the form of some chittering insectoid baddies that look pretty damn hungry. You've been backed into a corner, and between shotgun blasts she turns to you.]

We've only got so much ammo! Do you have any ideas?!

last_free_city

[books_n_battle]

1) *So, you're walking around the Foundry district? Well, you might catch sight of a twelve year old boy running the mechanics through their paces on a two story mecha.*

Hey, watch it! That's not just any old A.M.W.S., you know! Mess him up and you'll be sorry!



2) *Someone went and told him about the library. Now he's running around like a kid in a candy store, grabbing books off of just about every shelf in the immediate vicinity and building up a huge pile of them. Try not to trip over it...how does he plan to carry all of them, anyway?*



3) *Ahhh, the battlefield. No matter what he says, he'll always feel somewhat at home here. That's why he doesn't seem worried at all as he dashes from place to place, alternating incredibly flashy dual wielding gun techniques and firing off fireballs or laser beams.*

For last_free_city but specify if you're running into KOS-MOS or Mary for prompts

[needtobecleaned]

( KOS-MOS - One )

( Mary - One )

( KOS-MOS - Two )

( Mary - Two )

( KOS-MOS - Three )

( Mary - Three )

For Queen of Hearts

[mother_of_god]

1) [Oh hey look it's one of those unsigned scroll messages the Vine occasionally barfs out. Though this one is distinctive in that instead of being written out, the letters seem to have been singed into the parchment. That's kind of weird.]

Can God come here?

2) [How long has this kid been there? She must've been hidden by one of the bookshelves before. She walks silently through the library, looking at the shelves with intense seriousness. She is, it seems, on a Book Mission. The only time she looks away from the spines lining the shelves is to glance over at the Adults Only area to make sure the bear guard is still over there and not trying to eat her.]

3) [It's a lovely day for a walk. Or, in this particular case, a sit. Goodness only knows how that wheelchair got all the way out to this quiet corner of the Gardens, but its user seems very content. Well, as content as someone that heavily scarred can look. Either way, she has sun on her face and a cat in her lap; life is, apparently, good. She gingerly strokes the cats back, the maneuver apparently requiring a good deal of concentration.]

For imperial_saga

[love_emperor]

1. [Perhaps you're a fellow businessman, politician, or someone investing in the Teiai Group. Either way, you have enough wealth to speak to Kazutaka Hyoudo on equal terms. One thing lead to another and you're talking a little about intimate philosophies. Hyoudo laughs a little, smirks, and says...]

... What do you think money is in the first place? I'll tell you what it is. It's crystallized desire. Money itself is the promise of hope that human beings barter in. And as you know... I have money. Why, I have more money than a single human can ever dream of aspiring to obtain in all his life no matter how much he works. And as a money lender, I control money. Therefore, I control humans. If you think about it, they believe more in money than they believe in themselves.

Is that so difficult to believe? A man receives education and then works for at least fifty years for money. His life belongs to money. Their lives... belong to me. ... You could say that it's my goal to create an entire empire. Out of those desires that have been placed in my hands... heheheh...

2. [Your goal is to defeat Teiai. You've sneaked into the company's main building and have found evidence of corruption. Unfortunately, though, you were caught. Men in black armor surround you carrying weapons. Behind them is the old, yukata-wearing man, giving a condescending smirk. He steps in front of them and addresses you, the spy that got in. Despite your actions, he seems... pleased. Hyoudo is even clapping his hands for you.]

... To make it this far is an astounding feat! You weren't even certain of where you were looking for when you saw those building blueprints, were you? This was a spectacular gamble... made only more spectacular by how it was destined to fail from the moment it was conceived!

Ahh, this is a rare feeling... I feel generous enough to give you a chance at freedom.

3. [You've brought yourself into a gamble with Hyoudo. This is all to decide the fate of Teiai. The final battle.

The final battle takes place at the top of Teiai's building. A table is set up at the middle of the rooftop. A deck of cards is set up at the center of it. ... Tarot cards to be precise. A tarot card of each kind has been shuffled into the deck along with ordinary paper copies.

Each player will draw once after the other. It's a simple game... something of a lottery, really. The first one that draw a card that can take the other's life is the victor. One thing that ought to be noted is... Hyoudo doesn't play a game that he knows he would lose. In other words, there are strong rumors about possible cheating.]

Hehehehe.... Well, then, which one of us should start first...? I believe that I'll draw first.

last_free_city Timid test run

[betterwithglasses]

1) [ During a lull in the battles, Shion can be found sitting on a bench in the Foundry District with a large, blocky weapon fastened to her arm. Apparently there is a lot on her mind, given the quiet muttering she was making. Occasionally she looks up and around, as if looking for someone while she does a little maintenance on the M.W.S. Care to interrupt the space case? ]

2) [ Shion's wanderings have found her in the Wards district, though she looked rather dismayed and concerned by what she saw. It was more than a little bit of culture shock - her own world was so much more advanced, even in the poorer areas. It was a little difficult to move around through the area, but she managed it - somehow. It's only a matter of time before she bumps into or trips over someone though. Maybe even literally. ]

3) [ Shion was not used to fighting on her own - though she was not a weakling by any means. Yet at the same time, she was prone to distraction, and when she fought, she had always had KOS-MOS with her. Had she made the right decision, coming to this place after handing KOS-MOS over on Second Miltia? Had sh- oh WHOOPS, not paying attention in battle costs Shion, as an attack knocks her back and onto her duff. ]

OW~!

[ Help? ]

Like I need another last_free_city character.

[1_eyed_dadass]

1.

*The big, barbarian looking guy's been watching some of the other heroes drinking and having fun. He's never really joined in a lot of stuff himself, and doesn't talk a lot. So you're sort of surprised to hear him say something now.*

Must be nice, having something to go back to. Kinda miss it sometimes.


2.



*Is he... tending a garden? The guy that looks like he eats raw pigs for breakfast, and here he is delicately tending to a small flower garden on his apartment deck.*

...What? Never seen a guy watering his plants before?


3.



*As time's gone on, you've managed to massage a bit of warmth back into that numb heart of his. He's become fond of you -- as a friend, or maybe as someone to protect. Which might be why he's currently standing there, blocking a sneak attack by a yaoguai that had your name on it.*

You wanna fight?! Fight fair and properly, you bastard!

*He pushes the blade away and, with an agile slash, takes the monster down.*

Gotta watch your back there. Never know what's gonna sneak up on you.