planeocracy

Hey guys. Things have been pretty slow lately so I was thinking of renting one of those vacation houses in the tropics. I think I found a good one on a mostly uninhabited world that some senior councilor had to start renting out. Tropical beaches and that sort of thing.

Problem is it's a bit pricey for just two people on our pay grade, and it's a pretty big house. There's room for eight people. So, anyone want to come along?

micro_icarus

Ed awkwardly dashed about the marketplace on a crutch, constantly checking around at the intersections of the aisles. Seems like the guy's in a hurry for something, while at the same time muttering a string of self deprecating curse words under his breath.

former-endboss.livejournal.com

[Today, Jacqli is shuffling paper in her lab. Not the normal amount of paperwork either-she's got at least three whole reams to fill out, by hand, and all of the information has to match exactly. Why? Well, yesterday she tied a dimensional tesseract in a loop and created a closed timelike curve that took over a hundred thousand man hours to untangle. Fortunately, with the number of staffers here, they were able to do it quickly. Unfortunately, now someone has to explain why all those staff had to work overtime yesterday, so Jacqli is filling out incident report after incident report and grumbling all the while.

She'd probably love it if you interrupted. Unless, maybe, it was about some song-magic criminals.]

micro-icarus.livejournal.com

The portal to WORLD-FMA suddenly activates with a surge and a pile of debris pours through it. Chunks of cement, I-beams, rebar, snow, dirt, and lots and lots of dust. At the bottom of all this is Ed. He looks different now. His automail has been replaced with a new model of some kind that looks to be made of some kind almost silvery metal, if it's metal at all. He's also dressed for cold weather and covered in bruises and scratches.

Oh yeah, and there's an iron bar jammed through his torso, causing him to leak an alarming amount of blood on the floor. That can't be healthy.

[Later, after someone got him to the infirmary (whoever tags first, unless the first person is an asshole.)]

After some surgery, Ed is well enough to not be in an ICU, and is simply napping in one of the infirmary beds as the anesthetic wears off. He's about to wake up.

silencedtime.livejournal.com

[Action; Enforcer/Agent Living Quarters]
[Crono was always a silent man, not talking unless the situation requires him to do so.

That was why he was perplexed when he found that he had broken his own oath just by speaking to ask for directions to his own room, which was quite a hassle. This place was so massive compared to all those castles and fortresses he stormed through and that in itself pretty much amazed him.

By stroke of luck, he managed to happen onto a door, and without a doubt that this would be the right room, he opened it.

...Perhaps you could explain to the confused young man who just opened the door and walked into the room that it is not actually his room.]

[Video]
[After all that mess of being lost, Crono finally found his room, as well as working out how the communicator turned. And so, on the feed, you will see a red-haired young man staring at it, and nodding.

Before waving and saying only one phrase.]

I am Crono, your new Enforcer.

[The person then stopped, and thought for a while longer, before getting this out.]

I look forward to working with you.

[And with that said, the feed turns off.]

gimmegamedammit.livejournal.com

*Action*

*A burst of light comes from Portal Disgaea. Out from it walks Asagi, though she looks a bit different. She looks a little older, like in her 20's. Her hair is longer, and she has a flowing red cape. On her back is a giant buster sword, and she has a large belt on her waist with many pockets. While there is now wind in CO, her hair and cape flow freely as if blown by it. A confident smile is on her face.*

Rejoice CO! Your savoir has returned! Asagi, the greatest main character, well make sure no trouble befalls this fair establishment!

micro-icarus.livejournal.com

[Action.]

Just because all the chaos from the rebellions went on never meant that normal work stopped piling up. Ed's been pulling double shifts trying to clear the backlog.

This is probably why you all keep finding Ed catching up on sleep in weird places. In the library, in the R&D labs, on the grounds...at least he's not QUITE up to just falling asleep in the hallway.

And yes, he snores.

[Filtered to Lucca]

Hey, can you meet me in the common lounge? Something we need to take care of if we're gonna keep this up.

hot-engineer.livejournal.com

The fights on Kemet, Isthul and the Democratic Republic of Eras have left a trail of busted weapons, bashed up mechs and broken-down vehicles in their wake. Fortunately, most of the damages can be repaired. UN-fortunately...

"I can't believe R&D has to pull double time in the motor pool and the hangar until all this stuff is fixed."

Lucca is tired. And sweaty. And irritable. And welding with her hands.

That's right. She gave up on the laser welder about thirty seconds after she picked it up; now she's standing on top of a half-repaired machine, her hands to the metal, arcs of flame and and a hot glow underneath as she patches the metal together with just her fire magic and her bare hands. She has on a welding mask but has long abandoned her vest and shirt, leaving just a tightly-wound sarashi underneith; after all, her fire has more of a chance of burning her clothes than it does her.

Maybe you're also part of R&D, and there to share in the misery. Maybe you're one of the ones waiting for a repair order filled or checking up on your mech. Or maybe you're there just for the schadenfreude of seeing your fellow co-workers under stress. Bother?

micro-icarus.livejournal.com

[The following is filter FROM Lucca. In theory it should be filtered TO a few of Ed's friends, but Ed's not exactly thinking super clearly right now, for one reason or another. This post is filtered to, uh, everyone else.]

So...hypothetically speaking, lets say you liked a girl, and then you found out that she also liked you back.

What do you do next?

hot-engineer.livejournal.com

[Video to R&D]

I'm sorry about what happened out in the field at Isthul. I was the one that forgot the ID. I guess I've been pretty scatterbrained lately... I was the one who first opened fire too, but I'm already paying for that one; one of the bullets grazed me. I-it's not that serious, though, I've been through worse. I don't even need to go to the medical ward despite what Ed thinks. Still, I think I'm sticking to this side of the Gate for a little while.

[Action]

"OW! Watch it!"

In a random room of the R&D labs, Lucca winces against the healing-gel-smeared cotton dressing slapped against the wound in her shoulder.

former-endboss.livejournal.com

[Audio]
I'm putting together a work group for the Astral Silver issue-I still don't have all the details myself, but that's the purpose of this meeting. We need to find out what we know, what we need to know, and how to go about finding that out. So, everyone in R&D can shelve your other projects for now-this is what we are going to be working on. Anyone outside that group who feels they have information to contribute is welcome to submit it on paper or in person.

[Action]
*Experience-and observing the meetings of her own project development group-had taught Jacqli well what was needed at this kind of meeting. There are no less than nine whiteboards on three walls of the room to scribble theories on, and everyone has their own color of marker. There is a coffee machine, well stocked with the strong stuff, lots of sugar cubes and non-dairy creamer. On the table itself, besides the thick binders full of general and technical information on Astral Silver is a big old plate of sweet and savory pastries. Everything from doughnuts and atapan to cornish pasties, ready to refill the flagging energy of a hard working scientist.

And right beside it is a sample of the material itself. This one however is a bit unorthodox-instead of getting a plain ingot of Astral Silver, Jacqli has somehow gotten her hands on one of the traditional weapons forged from the stuff-a Githyanki Silver Sword. She's probably starring at it while everyone files in and settles down. It'll take time to build up a critical mass of SCIENCE.*

[OOC: Let's keep the meeting in one thread-track it as you join it, and we'll all get through this with our sanity relatively intact.]

king-of-flames.livejournal.com

This situation...

Three worlds at once. I can't see this possibly being a coincidence. I wouldn't be remotely surprised if these three worlds were collaborating somehow.

Unfortunately, I'm on standby for now. So, I have a request to the people who are being sent out right now.

Look into how this started. Look for any single specific incidents that might have triggered what's going on. If you find anything out, I want to know right away.

micro-icarus.livejournal.com

[Ed is sitting out in an out of the way corner of the grounds brooding. He's got his silver pocket watch in one hand, the cover's open, and he's just staring at it, not really paying attention to anything around him.

Today is a day he has to remember, after all.]

hot-engineer.livejournal.com

"Hnnnnngh..."

Lucca is slumped over a table in the cafeteria, holding her head. Her helmet is set to the side, along with a manhandled cup of coffee that has left rings everywhere on the lunch table and is already half-cold.

"...hate the wooooorld. Why's it gotta be so bright? 'N noisy? N' fast-moving?"

This is the reason she hates the world right now. She got herself hammered last night for a noble cause; to save an Enforcer from a horrible fate.

"M' gonna KILL Ed when I see him. No, first I'll dismantle him, and THEN I'll kill him."

Selflessness tends to wither in the face of blinding pain and nausea, however.

Approach?

((EDIT: Threadjacking to talk to Ed too is a-okay, since they're both in hangover'ville in the cafeteria together.))

micro-icarus.livejournal.com

[The feed cuts in to Ed looking tired and more than a bit unsteady on his feet. He appears to be in some sort of forest clearing somewhere, but it's difficult to make out as the only source of light is from a nearby campfire. He is whispering.]

Guys. I'm in Gensokyo on work, and a bunch of oni found me. They dragged me into a party and they won't let me go. Send help, I don't think I'll make it much longer.

Oh yeah, and don't send a bunch of people, or they'll get-

[Voice from off screen:]

Hey new guy, what're you doing over there? Get back here before you miss all the fun!

[At this point an arm reaches from the side and yanks Ed off to towards the campfire again with an undignified yelp. The PDA is still filming the night sky from where it landed, and nasty sounding laughing and singing can be heard in the background.]

[OOC: This is part of a planned plot, and as such Ed is going to be found by a specific person. They know who they are. Otherwise please don't go tearing off to rescue him.]

micro-icarus.livejournal.com

Man, everything's all weird around here. Must be all this training exercise nonsense.

Personally, I can't wait until everything is done and it's back to just us around here. No offense everyone from other divisions. I've got too much to do and I deal with enough weirdos NORMALLY around here.

micro-icarus.livejournal.com

[Ed went to his apartment, planning to get some reading in for the evening. About one minute later he burst back out into the hallway being chased by Some kind of bird.]

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS THING!?

[EDIT. Later, the video feed cuts in to see an archaeopteryx in a cage made out of the transmuted floor of a hallway in the enforcer apartments. Ed's speaking from off screen.]

Anyone know where this stupid thing came from? I wanna send it back there.

king-of-flames.livejournal.com

[1 - Action]

[Roy is sitting in the library, poring over a mix of books and documents he requested from the library desk. He seems to be intently focused on what he's reading, to the point that his expression, which had been neutral for most of it, quickly turned to an expression of shock as he read. The document in his hand had two noticeably bolded terms in its text: "Aethr" and "Children of Entropy."]

What...what the hell is this?! How could anyone possess this level of power?!

[He says this hushed, but clearly in a stressed tone.]

[2 - Action]

[This time, Roy is sitting in the cafeteria, eating his lunch while poring over a book. Closer inspection will reveal it to be a driver's ed book published in New York during 2009. He does not look amused.

Bother?]

phobophage

[The scene on the screen almost looks like the grounds of CO. Except that there's blood running everywhere. Down the walls, and so on. The plants look to be unfamiliar skeletons growing out of the ground. And there're tarrasques in bloodstrained tutus prancing everywhere in a mockery of ballet dance.

Against this surreal background, Deimonea is idly poking at the screen.]

Testing... Huh. I can get a connection here. How interesting!

micro-icarus.livejournal.com

[EVENTUALLY the nightmare ordeal with the Tarrasques ended when the mind flayer put its "pets" back into holding cells. Ed wandered from the practice field towards the showers in an exhausted shuffle.]

Is it just me or was that a colossal waste of time?

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