luministi

[Standing in front of the curtained archways. He's actually dressed up rather nicely - a light gray suit with a white shirt and a black tie. His mask is simple, especially compared to the others he's seen people wearing, but that suits him just fine.

While he's waiting for the others to show, you can catch him vaguely studying them - maybe there are some subtle differences, or something a bit more telling...? Hmm...

He does turn his attention back to the crowd every now and then, wondering if he'll spot anyone else he knows before rushing headfirst into danger with his new-found comrades.]

((OoC: Croix, Mu, Hawk and Ichijou will be taking the center curtain (#2) in this post! But if you want to just shoot the breeze with Croix, or make fun of his silly mask, feel free to do that too.))

desertdaggers

[He's too shaky to trust himself in audio or video, so this messages goes out as text.]

Has anyone been able to make sense of the past week or so? Are there any signs of people other than us?

vengefulagent

[waking up suddenly in his townhome, Washington couldn't help feeling a mix of disorientation and confusion. one, he doesn't remember falling asleep, and two, of the many things he's been through and done, sleepwalking has never been one of them.]

[the luxury of having rather nice quarters has let him get used to sleeping in comfort, though the quality of the sleep itself has always--and remains--questionable. today's random sleep would have been no different if he hadn't been on the library roof the last time he had been awake. other than that, he feels rested but the images and memories he can still see in his mind... really, they're not exactly different from some of the things that go through his head normally, but those things have never quite left physical evidence of the kind that he's looking at now.]

[he sits up, removing his helmet to examine the cracked hole left in his visor and can't help letting out an annoyed sigh. how he was going to fix this without the proper tools and components... at least the resulting hairline cracks made from the bullet-hole--a wound he definitely couldn't feel after a cursory examination of his right temple--didn't obstruct his HUD readings or immediate line of sight. technically, anyway. the glare coming in the nearby window, he discovers after putting the helmet back on, bothers only his exposed right eye, lending credence to that extremely short moment of pain that he can remember feeling before... before he died. the question of how he can be alive outweighs the one about who shot him. he knows his murderer can't be the one he thinks it is since that man is most definitely back home. and if he was there, the whole town would be in danger even with the lack of AIs.]

[as he turns his CAT on, a flash of an image pops up in his mind, one he didn't quite expect. his eyes shut in an involuntary wince before he opens them. considering what happened to him a few weeks ago, he can't quite trust his mind to be thinking 100% clearly. he has to know if his assumption is correct.]

[anyone looking at him now on the video communication will see a blue eye and the hint of a light-skinned face beyond the broken glass of his helmet visor]

A question for you all before I ask for a report of the current situation: have you seen a man dressed in white armor similar to mine with a domed helmet?

fortune_sought

[Sophie is in the Town Square again, though this time with a very large shopping bag set on the ground at her feet. while she is standing calmly enough, there are some subtle signs of the anxiety and exhaustion that she's been feeling lately. her hair isn't quite as neat as usual, and her dress looks a tad wrinkled. in fact, it's a new dress--forest green, edged in lace, but a very simple design overall. the skirt of it is very loose, clearly designed with plenty of leeway, for a reason that those looking closely at her might notice. at this point in her pregnancy, Sophie has started to show a small baby bump]

Hello again, everyone. [she clasps her hands in front of her as she talks, that calm expression becoming a bit more nervous. she glances around, as though concerned about being overheard, before she continues] Many of you asked me for charms before, and I've finished them all. If you'd like to meet me in the Town Square, I have them here.

This would also be a good opportunity to discuss other recent...events, as well. In person is best, I think. [she smiles somewhat grimly]

I look forward to talking to all of you. [reaching out to the CAT, she ends the transmission]

[ooc: Feel free to use this post as a mingling post! You can interact with Sophie, or you can interact with each other in the Town Square so that information can freely be shared. Also, feel free to notice the baby bump or not as you prefer~]

luministimods

[in the midst of the deserted town, a certain number of the cameras surveying the town happen to power down the moment a private video transmission is sent to all residents. coincidentally, this phenomenon occurs only in areas where the residents happen to be. when the transmission begins, a stark, bright hallway can be seen past the shoulders of a man, who is busy talking on a communications device. the camera’s too low to see his face properly--or the person recording doesn't realise it's this bad. from the redness of his face alone, it's easy to see he's not very happy.]

Just what does that man think he's doing?! He has gone too far this time! I demand you--[he falls silent]--yes. Yes, I see, but-- [another short pause] But I don't see why we must continue on this particular course of action! They are boun--[again, silence falls as the voice on the other line continues to lecture him] As you wish. Proctor out.

[once that conversation is over, the person watching him slips back behind the corner for cover, and thankfully isn't caught as the transmission ends abruptly]

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grandbellknight

[Croix is sitting in his living room, still. He takes a deep breath and gently clears his throat before speaking.]

Excuse me. I have a question for anyone who was here once before.

[An awkward pause - he's trying to find the wording... but with a shake of his head, he gives up on it. May as well be blunt - maybe weirder really has happened here.]

Do people come back to life in this town? Because, I think... that might have just happened. To me.

[You can tell from his expression that he's completely serious, if a little disturbed and clearly very confused.]

faithga.livejournal.com

[over the line, anyone listening can hear the faint sound of someone breathing. someone is definitely there. but they're not talking, because the owner of this CAT doesn't know how to use it in the slightest. the audio will fade in and out to static as she fumbles the device in her hands. over and over she does this, not to be obnoxious; but to try and locate the ON button. which is flashing. bright. green.

it takes her a second, but the soft gasp of "oh!" can lead one to assume that she's figured out that in the very least... she's achieved her goal. naminé is shaken, confused and... curious. when she speaks, voice soft but clear, the lattermost feeling is what comes through the most.]

Can someone tell me where I am? I-It's pretty here, but...

[then, onto business, because she's worried. x(] Has anyone seen a boy named Sora? I um.. well. I'm hoping somebody here knows him.

Or a girl named Kairi. She ah.. has red hair, and blue eyes. I need to know they're both okay. I hope they are.

manicurious.livejournal.com

[Here we have a certain pretty fellow wearing a somewhat forced smile.]

Pardon me, everyone, this is Ichijou speaking. I hope I'm not interrupting anything.

I've been unable to tap into the town's monitoring system or even string together my own series of cameras from scratch, so I haven't been able to keep an eye on everyone as I had originally hoped.

Anyway, as an alternative I would like to request that we do a headcount and that everyone briefly take a moment to check in with me and with each other. If I find that any of you are being conspicuously quiet, I will be forced to assume that something horrible has happened to you, and I will be very upset about that.

-And if I find out that you're just being lazy or ignoring me, I may have to make sure that something horrible does happen to you. [His smile turns a smidge more genuine and he giggles a little - that may or may not have been a joke.] None of us want that!

That business aside, if anyone would like me to assist them in investigating any places that have yet to be checked, or that you feel need to be double-checked, please don't hesitate to let me know! I'm at a bit of a loss since my original plan didn't quite work out.

summer-doors.livejournal.com

[Willis has spent his first few hours in Luministi being confused. And whining a lot. And then assuming this was all a dream, taking a nap, waking up, and whining some more. Eventually he decided that if he was going to be stuck here... he might as well explore.

So he spent the next hour riding around town on his bicycle in an attempt to figure out the layout of the town. Which is kindasorta empty. Which is only making him even more confused.

Yeah, guess who has absolutely no clue about the murder yet.

He stops his bike near the library and leans forward, resting his head on the handlebars.]

Agh. Jeez, so much for finding something interesting.

painlessfighter

[Hello, Luministi. Your new resident hasn't even been here 24 hours, and he's already testing things, namely the stability of your town home windows. Little tip for you: they can't withstand rubber bouncy-balls when thrown hard enough. Nor can they withstand magic, it seems...

If you're in Luministi Greens West, the first sound you'll hear coming from house B3 is a single window breaking. If you happen to be watching, maybe you spot the bright red rubber ball that did the damage in the first place. If that isn't enough to tempt you into looking, about two minutes later, you will hear the lovely sound of every single window of B3 shattering. Loudly.

Natsuo walks out of his front door, smiling, and closes it behind him. He sits on the stairs, as though the broken glass isn't even there. He looks quite pleased with himself.]

Youji should be here.

collector

[The video broadcast is of a well-dressed, well-kept man, calm if not at ease. He does not seem happy, but he also seems undisturbed.]

Well, we can't be sure this isn't all somehow a trap, but we may as well go through with it. My name is Irving Braxiatel, if we haven't met; I was here last time. We've been given a pristine crime scene, and I hope we haven't disturbed it since? We need to look everywhere and start collating data, and we need to keep a calm head. We also need to be careful. Dr Resarci is gone, and while I trust myself to be able to operate that equipment--and I hope we have some healers among our number--I don't want anyone taking any chances.

Now. The town is a reasonable size and we have enough people. We need to make a thorough search and collate all our data. We also need somebody to look at the body for any hints. All information should be posted to the network, as should any further developments. Perhaps that's indiscreet and playing right into the hands of those we'd rather not aid, but frankly, we can't spend every moment second-guessing if we're being manipulated or not. It's very tiring and very unfruitful.

I'd like us working in pairs at the least, and I'd prefer if at least one person in each pair is combat capable. If you feel comfortable with it, try staying in the town home of somebody you trust at night. The more we work together, the safer we will be. It may also be useful if one person in each time was here last time.

The Pub and the Sheriff's Office need to be looked into in particular. I'm attaching a list of areas, so feel free to volunteer. Or wander off in disorganised glory and stumble across the truth purely through good luck and heroism, it works for some people, but we'll go with lists for now.

And everybody, please keep in mind that this place tends to have a certain logic to it. Like a story. If something seems to make narrative sense, don't dismiss it as irrational. It may be a clue.

[Text]

[He attaches a map of the town.]

-Luministi Greens East
-Luministi Greens West
-The Chrysalis
-The Sheriff's Office
-The Botanical Gardens
-The Clinic
-The Town Pavilion
-The Pub
-The Janus Theatre
-The Western Shops (including the malt shop)
-The Southern Shops
-The Library

*The Town Hall and mayoral residences are inaccessible.
*We also need somebody to look over the body.

wind-of-reason.livejournal.com

[The scream that comes directly after the CAT's strange message makes Fuu's head snap up from where she'd been resting it on her hand, staring vacantly across the street. Eyes wide, she at once focuses her gaze towards what had been the object of her fixation for the past two weeks- and sees a woman's body collapsing outside the White Rabbit, part way into the street like she'd been about to cross-.]

Ahhh--!

[A thin scream of her own erupting from her, she runs over to the person-- no, not just any person. That hair...
With shaking hands she tentatively kneels beside her and reaches over to touch her shoulder, brush away the hair, glimpse at her face--]

No- no, no. Oh, Miss Ardes-

[Unsteadily she tries to find a pulse, but it's impossible with her hands shaking like this, and she knows she shouldn't move an injured person... So she takes out her CAT and broadcasts in the hologram mode to all the residents.]

I- I need help! A d-doctor, anyone- please! Please. Out s-side the White Rabbit, Miss Ardes- she- she's just collapsed- she's not moving-

luministimods

[a musical cue begins to play suddenly on both vidscreens and CATs, and soon the picture shifts from the normal town montage to a picture of the always smiling Mayor Caligin]

Greetings, Luministi! As you can see our technicians have finally straightened out all the bugs and kinks in the system and everything should be as great as things were before the unfortunate system downtime.

It's just as well that everything is back in working order. The final leg of planning for the 701st Luministi Founder's Day Festival is underway and if anyone is looking for some last-minute volunteering, there is certainly plenty to do as various booths are slowly set up in the town square and pavilion in preparation of the big day. [Caligin's smile broadens] And there are plenty of other surprises in store. I am practically bursting at the seams to tell you all, but that would spoil all the fun!

For now, if anyone is interested in volunteering, contact--

( [the sound suddenly cuts off...] )

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