luministi

[the CAT activates to show a woman walking outside the East B townhomes. she is tall and slender, her hair a mixture of brown and gray. her lined face indicates that she is possibly in her mid-50s (the icons LIE), and she is wearing a sort of black uniform. she is clearly surprised by the activation of her CAT but looks calm otherwise]

Oh! Is this a communications device? I should have guessed! [smiles, amused] Then...hello. [her smile turns a bit awkward. she's not used to introducing herself to others] My name is Sara, and I've only just arrived here in...Luministi. Is there anyone who could tell me a bit more about this town? I've never been anywhere like it before!

[believe it or not, here is a new resident who is calm and possibly even cheerful about finding herself here. she smiles genuinely as she looks around her in wonder, making her way slowly down the path toward the town square]

thirdrobin.livejournal.com

[Stephanie's running through the streets, feet pounding desperately against the asphalt when she stumbles to a stop, looking around wildly]

What - what? Where...

[she's breathless, but her eyes flash with anger]

No. No, I was right there. I had...[she looks down, then, raising an empty hand, cursing at it] What the hell happened?

[that's when she hears the she sees the bike, our of the corner at her eye, coming at a downright frantic pace; in an instant, a handspring carries her out of the way, onto the sidewalk]

Woah. Since when can I do that?

bit_impossible

[when the Doctor's CAT turns on, he's making faces at himself in what appears to be a full-length mirror, and in the background are several other suits, ties--anything for the modern, well-dressed man, apparently. to his normal pinstripe suit, he's added a dark brown vest and is just adding a pearl tie pin to a blue cravat in this style. a change in fashion ideal isn't the only thing that's different. instead of his normal Estuary English accent, he's speaking a bit...differently, in what some may recognise as a standard RP accent.]

This is all terribly curious! New face, new hands--[touches his face now]--new nose and hair. But despite that, I don't remember regenerating. Perhaps a body swap...? No, no, no, with whom, though? I don't recognise this Time Lord otherwise, nor is his mind telling me anything I need to know. Not unless he's... Hmm. [makes a final face to himself, pays for his new wardrobe additions, and smiles as he heads outside.]

And never mind this town, of course! It's very...small-town New England, except that library across the square sticks out like a sore thumb! [a pause as he has a look around him, turning in a circle, the additional height somewhat advantageous] Actually, quite a lot about this town does when I really look at it. How odd...

Now I wonder where Lucie and the TARDIS have gotten to. Can't have gone far.

wind-of-reason.livejournal.com

[To all new residents AND Miss Verita]

Everyone, I could use a second, or third or fourth, mind on something.

I tried to follow up with the Mayor to see about getting an appointment - it's one of the last things I did before the gas. I got a message back from Miss Osculia, saying "due to an unexpected situation in town, the mayor is again tied up with ensuring the safety of the town and unable to make any further appointments this week".

Now, I hope I'm not over thinking it, but is that not strange? The regular residents don't seem concerned about the 'fog' at all, and the 'murder' is behind bars. I can't imagine that the loss of doctor Resarci rates so seriously.

Miss Verita, or anyone else, do you happen to have any idea of what this new 'unexpected situation' threatening the town might be?
Seeing as we're all currently residents here, whatever it is concerns us too.

wind-of-reason.livejournal.com

[Message to Mister Braxiatel.]

[Fuu looks exhausted and not-so-triumphant. She's walking up the road towards Luministi Gardens East, and dawn is breaking.]

Mister Braxiatel. I'm very sorry. I tried all night to blow the gas away. Maybe if I had Windam... But I don't, and even though I managed the magic, I couldn't do anything. There's just too much of it.

When I was working through the Town Square, I saw that the gas seems to be pouring out of the fountain there. It's very thick and fast, and all my work was undone quickly.
I tried clearing a small area and protecting it, but I can't maintain the magic indefinitely. Maybe, if I had my memories I'd be stronger... I just don't know.

[bitterly, under her breath] That 'doctor' Resarci--

[She's come to the buildings.]

I'm... very sorry. I'll be going to sleep now, but please contact me if ...I can be of any other assistance.

irreversibly.livejournal.com

Aah... Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!

[Good morning, Luministi. I hope you enjoy your wake-up call of an accidental video... of a spiky-haired boy freaking out. Except he doesn't think he's a he. He shouldn't be a he. He should be a she! She should be a she with black hair and blue eyes -- Well, she still has the blue eyes. And the round face. And the boyish body isn't too terribly unfamiliar but -- but but but that's not the point!

Xion is slapping and pulling on her face and tugging on and running her fingers through her hair, staring into the nearest reflective surface, which happens to be a window hanging on the wall. From where the CAT is sitting, the view of her face is visible, and, in the corner of the screen, so is the closet. There is no hooded black coat.]

I'm dreaming I'm dreaming I'm dreaming I have to be dreaming this is a dream. I'm dreaming I'm Sora. That's what this is. It's just a very, very, very realistic dream but it's not real at all because I'm me. Not Sora. I'm me. I'm me.

[... but if this is a dream... why isn't it like any of the others with Sora in them? Why hasn't she woken up yet? Where is she? This isn't like any other world she's been to before. Or any world that Sora's been to. Or... Or anything like that.]

It... doesn't feel like a dream.

wind-of-reason.livejournal.com

[Text to Miss Verita]
Miss Verita, how are you? I truly hope you're all right.
Listen, it's a bit hard to explain, but the fog that doctor Rescaci reported has done something to the memories of all the new residents.
It looks like one of the last things I did was encourage you to continue the investigation. Have you found anything new? It might help us out.

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[Video to Mister Arthur]
Mister Arthur, I did promise that I would let you know how I got on with the journals. As you might have seen in response to Mister Braxiatel's message, I can confirm everything he said. My journals also chronicle the same things.

Ah, there is something I must ask you though.
[She holds out a small slip of paper with a riddle printed on it and smiles kindly.]
Could you tell me what language is this in?

alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com

[In what is possibly the most useless C.A.T. transmission to date, Cissie is staring at ~~your soul~~ her C.A.T. No movements, no words... just lots and lots of staring into the device and the room around her. It's likely that she doesn't even know the darn thing's on!

Fellow citizens of Luministi, Cissie nearly killed someone in cold blood a long time ago. She, unfortunately, has been regressed to that time. Calling to her might work, but it's also just as likely that she wouldn't respond. (Or mumble in gibberish.)

She'll apologize later. ~~Hopefully.~~]

no-object.livejournal.com

[Oswald is tearing around his apartment, leaving carnage in his wake. The CAT is on the floor and he's at a sharp angle as he keeps passing back and forth in front of the screen]

Where is it?! Who would dare t take my Belderiver from me!? Show yourself!

Current Mood: pissed off

arthurcosgrove.livejournal.com

[Arthur seems to be taking his change of circumstances more or less in his stride... he thinks he knows what's up.]

If I've done this right, I should be broadcasting to everyone else who's got one of these - [points at the screen] - things. [waves] Hi.

From the general chatter it looks like we've all lost something important to us, and none of us have any idea where we are or how we got here. I found one of these cards where my item should be- [shows his card]- which I can't interpret as anything other than a taunt. What about you guys?

Our first move has to be to get back what's been taken from us. I've got a theory about what's happened here, and if I'm right then these items will still be in this village somewhere- we just need to find them. It won't take too long to search, if we work as a team.

Are you in?

[he doesn't want to mention dreaming, if he can avoid it. He's still not sure whose dream this is... unless it's everyone's.]

collector

[The CAT feed comes on while Braxiatel is ransacking his house. His movements have changed - they're less practised and less careful. He mutters something under his breath—] —I'll have Narvin dispersed if he has anything to do with this— [—and then, in a pile of papers, he spots something. He pulls some of the papers out of the pile, irritation flickering across his face.]

Oh, joy. Notes from my enigmatic... [Then he trails off. And his face, when it falls to its default, is cold and distant, not smiling. He turns the pages, reading too quickly, and when he gets to the last page, he stops and then composes himself.]

[He picks up his CAT and sighs.] You're already on, then, are you? Typical. [He sets it down and begins the message.]

Anyone who can hear this, you have lost your memory. This is the town of Luministi and you very probably arrived here before yesterday. Those who have been here the longest have been here for two months. You were abducted and imprisoned here, no exit, and you have yet to determine the culpable parties.

A very short time ago, a 'gas leak' pervaded the city. As a result, you have lost your memories after a certain point in your life—apparently, a point prior to your arrival at Luministi, which is bound to considerably set back your investigations into the town's mystery. The likely responsible party is a man named Doctor Resarci, who is currently and conspicuously absent.

That covers the most immediately relevant information, I believe. Oh, one more thing. We received a message some time ago that warned us about losing ourselves and keeping each other safe. You may have chosen to take notes and leave them in the house for yourself to find, so if you think you're that sort of person, I'd suggest looking.

grimmjerk.livejournal.com

What...

What the hell is this?

What the hell is this?! Where's my mask--?!

[a long time ago, Grimmjow looked like this.

now he's hunched against one of the walls in his townhouse, his hand pressed to his face - a human face, why does he have a human face?!- his eyes flicking around the room wildly. the bedroom is in worse shambles than it was previously, but it was probably his thrashing about that activated the C.A.T. that's been thrown to the floor and tucked in one corner.]

Who did this? Come out! Come out so I can kill you!

[there is a note...somewhere.

and his usual jacket is gone.

but he won't be noticing this any time soon]

wind-of-reason.livejournal.com

Wow! This is simply fantastic!

[Fuu is in the solarium of her apartment, looking relatively cheerful while fiddling with the CAT.]

I should be broadcasting now, if I understand this correctly? It's far beyond what I've worked with before.

To anyone who can hear this, it's a pleasure to meet you. [bows] My name is Fuu Hououji. I am fourteen years old, and in grade eight. My blood type is A, and I'm a Sagittarius.

If the police can hear this, I need to file two reports. One, missing item. I'm afraid that I can't find my school bag, and I have some very important homework that needs to get done before we go to Tokyo Tower tomorrow.
Two, missing person. Which would be me. I have no idea where I am, where this is... except that the number on the door says 'A3'. I'm hesitant to go out, but once I'm done searching ...my? apartment I just might. But I think you'll be able to contact me using this CAT thing.

fortune_sought

[Sophie's small, human body succumbed to the fog very quickly, and she has just woken up very confused indeed. she's found the CAT in her pocket and is pushing buttons on it, which has resulted in an accidental transmission as she continues to fiddle with it]

What is this? Some sort of charm? Is that why I've changed back? [holds the CAT up near her face, as though asking it her questions] But why, if you changed me back, would you take my pincushion? "Good hands" indeed! [hmphs]

[sighs and stops abusing the CAT for the moment, keeping it in her hand as she turns to take a better look around the room--the living room of her own townhome]

But where am I? This certainly isn't Howl's castle! It doesn't even look like any of the locations outside. Did the door get turned black-down somehow and send me out there? Or could this be Calcifer's doing? [to the CAT again] Do you know? [frowns as she looks down, however. strands of her hair have fallen into her face, and she brushes them back in annoyance] Gracious! It's strange to have my hair back again. But...it is such a relief. [pauses for a moment, patting at her face as though she doesn't expect it to feel as it does. she smiles, sighing, relieved] Yes, very much a relief. Though I wonder what broke the spell. And why take my pincushion? That sounds more like Howl's doing than Calcifer's, but he should know that I'll have to clean if I can't sew!

Once I've found where I am... Calcifer! Calcifer, are you here?

luministimods

[as usual, all the CATs and vidscreens in town activate simultaneously. Verita is in the Town Square, looking out at the residents--but without her usual energy. without further ado, she begins speaking]

Residents, I am here today to report that the murderer who has ravaged our town has been caught! [her tone is, on the surface, cheerful, but her usual energy and flair for theatrics is definitely missing] Sheriff Iussus has discovered, to his depressing dismay, that Deputy Drew, one of his own officers, was responsible. [sighs, her expression quite tragic] But the deputy is now in custody, so there's nothing more to fear, residents. You can live your lives calmly again! Thank you, and, as always, remember where to look to for the news that's meaningful to you!

[the CAT feed cuts out then. but only seconds later, it cuts in again--but only to the CATs of the new residents. all of the vidscreens remain blank. when the transmission starts, it is showing the side of Verita's head as she talks to someone off-screen] Is it working? [pauses, and a muffled reply can be heard] Oh, good! Okay, here I go. [Verita takes a deep breath as she turns to face the CAT] New citizens of Luministi. I come before you today to announce an injurious injustice!

[Verita is, in fact, looking quite put-out now that she has begun her proper transmission. she crosses her hands over her chest, and a severe pout mars her normally-cheerful expression. but residents can just hear the other person with Verita say something then, and Verita blushes, lowering her voice] But keep this between us, all right?

I am soaringly sorry to report that the murder investigation might not be as simple as our dear sheriff is claiming. Now, residents, please listen before you act! I don't mean to sow any seeds of dangerous discord among us, and I'm sure the sheriff has gallingly good reason to suspect Deputy Drew, but...I think he's worryingly wrong! After speaking with you, our new residents, I think you're right and that...[pauses, reluctant]...that our own Doctor Resarci might be more involved than he pretends to be. But the sheriff won't listen to me! So the deputy is behind bars and the dubious doctor remains free. [frowns, frustrated]

And it gets worryingly worse. [sighs, her expression becoming very worried indeed] I don't want to scare you, dear residents, but earlier today, Doctor Resarci announced a gas leak. He claims it's just a minor leak and won't harm a fly, and he said I shouldn't even announce it so I "wouldn't cause panic." [makes a face] But after everything that's happened, I think you need to know! So, there you have it. I don't know what might be coming, residents, but I will be sure to give you all the news as soon as it's known!

[glances at her observer, possibly on the verge of cutting the transmission, when she hesitates again. turns back to the CAT briefly] And be cautiously careful, please.

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