Abyss.Dressing

Just a heads up: We have officially moved! I'm sure most of you are well aware of Livejournal's actions recently and don't need a recap. Instead, I would like to extend an invitation to players who wish to play at ADR. While this community will remain open for those who wish to continue using it, our mirror at Dreamwidth is where all updates will take place from now on, and we'll have a mingle post to kick off the new community in just a bit.

Dreamwidth is still running their open account creation, but if you want to join at a later date, all you have to do is shoot me off a note and I'll be happy to get an invite code for you. :D

I also want to thank all you players -past, present, and future- for making this community a million times more wonderful than I ever could have imagined. I hope we'll see you soon!

abyssdressing

[It's a war zone.]

[Yes, it is quite honestly a war zone in here.]

[Natalia has managed to borrow a kitchen, and there are pots, pans, mixing bowls and dishes strewn about the place - some stacked five or six high and rocking precariously to and fro. Honestly, how could she not? After all, the end of the year is upon this place as well, isn't it? And with so many familiar faces around, Natalia could hardly sit by doing nothing. So she's decided to hone her cooking skills in order to prepare a winter meal for her companions...and her not!companions and... And those other people who are rather difficult to speak with, but who are acquaintances nevertheless.]

[There are a few problems, though. The least of which being the "soup" that - rather than just boiling - is beginning to smoke. Or the chicken in the oven which is well on its way to becoming "extra crispy". In the midst of it all is an aproned Natalia, concentrating intently on a recipe card lest she make a mess of things.]

There must be a mistake. How can I possibly be expected to let a pudding "stand"?

[It was hard getting used to life as nobility again. Guy kept finding himself doing things - getting the groceries, making himself meals, even cleaning - things that the maids would usually do for a count. He knew he was probably looked down on it, and that Peony was encouraging him to hire some maids (which tended to present its own problems), but... it felt too weird, going from the one serving others to the one being served.

As such, he's done a little grocery shopping of his own today. He's a bit preoccupied looking down at said groceries, making sure he's got everything.

And then he looks up.]

Oh man, now where am I?

[It takes him less than half a second that none of the buildings here look like those in Grand Chokmah. He looks behind him, back the way he came from. Nothing there. And so he wanders, looking for some sign of how to get home. Holding a bag of groceries he really will need to put down sometime...]

[You get no warning and no chance to prepare.

Nephry didn't get those things either, when her home was attacked!

Now she's there near the front of a building, staggering a little ways until she sinks to her knees. For a while she'll try to keep herself upright with her arm. If no one finds her fast enough, she'll fail at that, too.]

[[ooc: Testing a something. Hello ADR!]]

[Anise was busy setting up what could only be described as something fabulous for a certain occasion today. Silver and gold streamers decorated the edge of a Malkuth blue table cloth. Rainbow confetti bits decorated all around a cake stand that held a giant white cake. The boarder and letters were in black and happened to say a very special message to a certain person.

"Happy Birthday Colonel!

You're turning ancient♥"

In the middle of the message stood a gravestone candle saying R.I.P., seems someone thinks she's funny today while trying to celebrate Jade's birthday. Regardless of her humor, she apparently is expecting a lot of people to have cake. 

Come enjoy some whether or not you're the birthday boy~?]

So, it seems to me that this place is simply for running amuck. That, and I've met people I've known previously in different.. forms.

[Hmm... Thinking.]

So, I suppose that means Van is alive in some form or another. [Though he wonders if any of the "Vans" here are from his world.]

((OOC: WATCH ME CODING FAIL))

[There's a Luke with bone glasses wandering around in your town, ADR! Though you'll probably hear him before you see him. Luke's got a massive text book on the advanced uses of fonons tucked under one arm, while his other hand is pressed against his stomach, whimpering as it grumbles impossibly loud.]

Aaaannnh... I need food... I wish there was someone around here I could eat...

[No, seriously, you heard that right. Where the hell is Dist when you need him? It's not like anyone will miss him!]

[Natalia looks around herself cautiously and adjusts her quiver strap. Only moments before she had been following behind Luke and the others as they made their way through the desert, and now they have all seemingly left her! Luke... wouldn't abandon her, would he? Certainly not after he had promised! ...Unless perhaps in his eagerness to join up with Dorian General Grants her very presence had somehow escaped his mind. However, that's not something she wishes to dwell upon for very long.]

Luke...? Luke! Just what is the meaning of this! Did you not agree to let me accompany you? I demand that you return immediately!

[No, no... this is silly; demands never work with him. Natalia takes a deep breath and starts forward. She can't prove him right about not belonging outside the castle. She must simply have gotten herself turned around; she'll catch up to them on her own. Definitely.]

[[OOC: Post-factory, pre-Akzeriuth. Somewhere around there!]]

[Something's not quite right here, so naturally, it really must be wrong. After all, who just leaves a scrumptious looking triple layer cake with butter cream frosting just sitting on a table in the middle of a street? Certainly not a dorky not-quite-alive replica on the look out for specimens that honestly thinks humans are dumb enough to fall for this. Nope, not at all.]

[This Asch had barely shown his face around here since he had arrived here after so many months ago.

However, now this Asch can be found sitting in what it looks like to be a park. Rather peacefully for that matter, until that peace is interrupted by the sound of a chant, then a familiar fonic arte that could easily be identified as Icicle Rain hit a nearby training dummy he had set up.

He still had to train. Despite eighteen years of having peace back at his Auldrant, old habits were hard to break. He'd still find himself training, like he was doing now.

Though, unlike 18 years ago where he would have bite anyone's head off from being disturbed, he would not mind the company, or disturbance.]

[ooc; All purpose bother the Asch who's definitely a girl post.]