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[ A video post to the COMP network ]

[ Garviel stares into the screen for a moment his helm removed, his expression... pensive. ]

What defines humanity? At what point is someone so altered they are no longer human, and what emotions can we lose before are are not even remotely humane? I am curious.

[ video ]

Oct. 29th, 2012 06:05 pm
destinedwaters: (fail ❧ learn to lose)
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I know it's kind of dumb to apologize for something I couldn't control completely, but... I'm sorry I freaked out like so many of us did earlier this week. I usually have a lot more control over myself than I did then. As a Master, I really should have been more composed and helping others who were afflicted than simply-

[She pauses, looking a little sheepish before she continues:]

...um, to anyone who may have been flung out a window or hit by those who were when I panicked...? I'm even more sorry. That was my bad.

[Yeah... she's just going to stop talking now. orz]

[Voice]

Oct. 25th, 2012 12:29 pm
whereibelong: (Issues don't just go away)
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[She's been here for nearly ten days now. It's very strange, and different. She's not used to feeling this... isolated. Back home, she'd always travelled with Roxas and Axel, and even at Disney Castle it always seemed more... together. If she'd felt lonely, or had a nightmare or something, she could go find one of her friends. Not quite so simple here - the only person she considered a friend she had from home didn't... didn't remember. Not really.

Sure, it was for a good cause, being here. But that didn't mean it was easy.]


It's really strange... there's a lot we have here that we don't have at home, but... there opposite is true too. And...

[Ugh no, this isn't helping. She's probably not even making sense.]

Sorry. I guess I don't know what I'm trying to say.

So... does... anybody have friends they miss who are back home?
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[It's deadly silent, despite the fact Elizabeth is obviously in her room -- if the first-person perspective of the camera is anything to go by. It's lit by pale blue spotlights, giving it an oddly serene look --

but Elizabeth's voice, rising in its usual lilt, turns serene into eerie. It's only shortly after Ideo's post, and she's rather amused by the content of it. But no matter; she's here to talk.]


In Greek mythology, Thanatos was the son of Nyx and Erebus -- the goddess of the night, and the personification of darkness. He had a twin brother named Hypnos, who was the god of peaceful sleep, as well as many siblings whose names have been lost to the common tongue as they have faded into obscurity. While Thanatos is the god of death, he is a god of a merciless, peaceful death -- but many other deaths, such as those caused by the violent hands of man, have been counted in his arsenal.

Thanatos is an indiscriminate god. He hates all and is hated by all, for he is the torrent that extinguishes life.

[A small sigh.]

It is truly a pity, that such a magnificent figure would suffer such a tragedy. And he has even been outwitted in a few myths. However, that is only how mankind thinks of him. Every god must have a folly, in order for man to relate to him, despite the fact they are thought of as deities -- those beyond the reach of humanity.

[...But none of this is her point, and she - and her camera - look at her lap, where the Compendium lays. Her hands are folded neatly against it, and she laughs -- a little too cheerfully.]

Your kind has always fascinated me. [She drums her fingers on the leather book, almost thoughtfully.] Perhaps I would learn more about you if I were to let Thanatos tear you apart?

[She turns her gaze to a mirror she's placed beside her chair, and observant people might notice red eyes before she licks her fingers and turns off the feed, like wetting a candlewick.]
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[She's been nervous lately, an ice-cold feeling in the pit of her stomach that had started shortly before her uncle's arrival. It reminds her, vaguely, of when the Blood Fort had gone up around the school and she, Rin, and their Servants had been frantic to bring it down to save the students. Arturia had never before felt such fear, had never felt such urgency as far as she could remember, and it's the same as now. It's as if she can tell something dangerous is coming, something that could lay waste to everyone here and it will be a battle that not even the mightiest among them could hope to come out of alive.

Her only instinct is to fight, but she has nothing to fight. Not yet. There's only so many demons she can fight at night and with her uncle here she has to be more careful to keep him from worrying. Nonetheless, she needs to do something to combat this strange feeling and there's only one thing she can think of:]


[Video]

I find I have neglected my training since arriving here. Tell me, would anyone like to spar with me in the Capricorn Ward? I would prefer a fellow swordsman, but any others willing would do.
echo_of_a_jedi: (way too much moral ambiguity here)
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[Video]

[The COMP video shows Meetra in the same 'meditative' position on her bed that she took the first time she posted here, but with her expression far more grave...even a little afraid. She takes a deep breath before speaking.]

For the last day or two, I've felt...I don't know what I've felt. All I can call it is a disturbance in the Force, as if some great danger were right around the corner. I don't want to alarm anyone, but please be careful. If anyone needs any help or protection, I've awoken my Persona and I can fight, so don't hesitate to call me for help. Until then, I'll just be...in my room...meditating on what the threat could be. I really haven't felt something like this in years...

[It's clear to anyone with enough practice in reading tones of voice that "disturbance in the Force" or not, she's really afraid of something, but doesn't seem to have noticed it. Feel free to call her out on that. Also, any action tags will need to get through a deadbolted apartment door.]
hadronknight: (Mordred | Awkward...)
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Hm...

[You can see a confused face staring into the feed, it's really clear that this someone's not that well-versed in terms of technology, as the feed shook for a while until the person realized that.

Yes, it's recording.]


What a marvel of technology, I'll have to commend the creators of this device for their ingenuity...

Nevertheless, I have a question to you all perusing this device.

...

Have you seen a blonde girl calling herself Arturia? You see, she is my [father, niece, thing...] niece, and it'd really help my conscience if I know of her whereabouts.

[That said, he's going to just. Shut the feed off.]

[Voice]

Oct. 19th, 2012 12:53 am
poweryetunknown: (stop it Joshua)
[personal profile] poweryetunknown
Look, I'm just going to ask this straight out.

Who here's dead?

[... Smart ass responses incoming in three... two... one.]

And no, we don't need to swap death stories, that's dumb.
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[The feed begins--and will later end--with the face of a young woman. Her expression is stern as she carefully sets her new communication watch on the nightstand. She sits on her bed, arms folded and legs crossed, holding herself with dignity and poise. The image she's trying to present is somewhat ruined by a haphazard pile of stuffed animals behind her--but she's obviously trying to make the best of an uncertain situation.]

Good evening, Hinoto-Ri. My name is Cloche Leythal Pastalia. [She pauses--just for a moment--as if there was some other part of her name that she was used to including.] Like many of you who read this network, I am a new arrival to this city--a "Registered Extraterrestrial Guest." I arrived just this afternoon, in fact.

My home is Metafalss, which floats above the Sea of Death in Ar Ciel. [She unfolds her arms, gracefully resting one hand over her heart.] If those names mean anything to you, I would truly appreciate it if you made contact with me. Even if we were strangers there, please, do not hesitate to contact me--collaboration could only beneficial to us all.

I am eager to learn more of the circumstances not just of this world, but of those that you call home. I honestly believe that, by understanding each other and working together, we can better come to understand this city and the mysteries surrounding it. [Cloche stands and retrieves her watch. She walks carefully, so as to not jar the camera.] To facilitate that mutual understanding, I would like to share some information about something that has come with me from Metafalss.

And that... [At this point, she reaches the door of her balcony which she opens, with a flourish.] Is the Infel Pira. [Cloche turns the camera to the sky. Although it is tremendously far away, the latest addition to Hinoto-Ri's skyline is visible from Cloche's bedroom window.] The Infel Pira is my Song Server, the source of Song Magic for myself and other IPD Reyvateils. The shape may seem strange to you but, I assure you, it is a benign structure. As the Maiden of Aqua, I swear that it will cause no harm to the innocent citizens of this city.

[With that said, Cloche returns the camera's view to her own face.] I can only hope that my explanation has eased any concerns you may have about it. [She closes her eyes, looking contemplative.] This evening, I know very little. [She opens them again, a determined expression on her face.] But tomorrow morning, I shall know more. Each and every day presents itself a new opportunity to learn.

To all those who have listened... thank you very much for your time. I wish you all nothing but the best. Good night.

[Cloche does not fumble with the buttons of the watch. She neatly ends the feed after her closing remarks.]
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[The feed cuts in with a face of a man who looks like he's not sure if he just did something right. He just sits there, looking curiously and impatiently at the screen. Possibly also a man who got the "start recording" and "stop recording" buttons mixed up, and so started actually recording AFTER he had finished saying his piece.

After a minute or so...]

...Why am I even wasting my time with this?
second_destiny: (Confident)
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[Video]

Hey, everyone. This is the newest member of the police force speaking here. I had basic training back home, so I got through the training here really fast. And they're even letting me do plainclothes duty. But see for yourself:

[At this point, Asem turns the camera feed to his shiny new badge.]

So, if you need help, let me know, all right? I'm always happy to help.

But that's not all. Can I speak to anyone from a world more technologically advanced than this one? I don't mean by like twenty years or so, either -- I'm talking about civilizations with space colonies and advanced combat machines. I have a few things I'm willing to pay to have built here, so if anyone out there can make them, I'd really appreciate it.
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Are any of you familiar with Carl Jung? If not, then I suggest you do.

But that is not my reason to come to you today. Rather it is to, perhaps, open your eyes should you chose to do so.

What makes good, good and evil, evil? Should both be simply placed as one or the other? If the 'evil' become the ruling force, would the rules be reversed? If someone steps up to remove a tyrant, are they doing good, or, in the eyes of others, are they being the ones who are evil?

...Or are we what makes these forces exist in the first place? Can good be really called good if there is no evil to defeat, no goal for them to attain?

You were all called here for a reason, but should you believe one side...or the other about what is the truth? As we become more enlightened, we tend to forget what came before. And as history has a tendency to repeat itself...

A man looks above to the nearby mountain. He knows not how it was made, and therefore decides that a god put it there. Is this man false? Scientifically, perhaps, we know that mountains are produced by the movement of lithospheric plates. Yet when we knew nothing of this, we saw the truth in a god. And so, this idea is born and now exists. Man gave it power, and the ability to create the mountain is now that god's.

Personas are reflections of a character's inner self, yet they are the gods, demons and powerful creatures of our worlds.

So then...can a man become a god...or was he always one?
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[Minako is starting to get restless. The tournament only heightened this feeling, and so, today, after a conversation with Minato, she turns to the network to message the members of SEES she knows are present.]

Filtered text to Minato Arisato, Mitsuru Kirijo, Shinjiro Aragaki, Akihiko Sanada, Miki Sanada, Minami Arisato, and Aigis )

[Afterward, she takes to the video for something a little more public and light-hearted.]

So I read on the news feed that there's going to be some kind of masquerade ball at the end of the month. Since it's Halloween-themed, that must mean costumes. Anyone else thinking of going and dressing up? I can't decide what would look the best!
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[The feed is actually pretty steady, like whoever is directing it is used to this sort of thing. Oddly comforting, for a change!

But the viewpoint isn't at a person, but a sand-crusted car parked haphazardly in front of the Libra apartment building.]


So, uh- [Whoever's on the other end seems really, really, really dry and deadpan about what he's about to say.] -where's the nearest car wash?

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