10 July 2013 @ 02:31 pm
[The feed switches on and shows Gajeel crumbling up the letter that he received on arrival and tossing it away. He's none too happy after being taken away from his home and being dumped in this place, wherever the hell it is.]

I don't know who the hell these people are that brought me here, but do they really expect me to believe that shit about my world being destroyed? [They didn't even try to explain any details about how it was destroyed, not that he'd believe them even if they did.]

Anyone want to tell me what the hell is really going on here? And are there any other Fairy Tail mages around? I can’t be the only one here.
05 July 2013 @ 10:11 pm
[The network screen flashes on and one irate dwarf will be glaring at whomever might be listening or hearing right now. He is clutching his arm, after being attacked by one of Ruana's monsters a few days before. Whoever attacked him, left a nasty gash along his right shoulder and down his arm.]

If you seek to play another game, Ruana, I will be ready for you next time and not so lenient. I want your endless games to cease immediately, as I am not afraid of you. [Pain was nothing to a dwarf, even though his arm was stinging like hell at the moment.]

I am injured and seek to find somewhere to heal myself. I refuse to go to the Infirmary because I do not wish to go there. [Stubborn. Check-up left him with a bad memory.] If anyone with healing abilities or herbs would wish to aid me, I will be most grateful.
20 May 2013 @ 01:03 am
[It took him a while to actually figure out how to work the terminal, but he's not had much cause up until now to actually bother with them. But given the situation with the cafeteria, it behooves him to at least offer his abilities in a way that perhaps might reach the most people in the best time. At least he has enough tact not tell the majority that he was correct in his belief that there was indeed poison within the food that the cafeteria was serving.]

Should anyone require the services of a healer due to consuming food from the cafeteria, I will offer my own ability in that area.

To those whom haven't yet fallen victim to the poisoned food, I would advise you to find your meals elsewhere, at least until we know which food is poisoned and which is not within the cafeteria.
13 May 2013 @ 11:40 am

[ There's a Hylian on your screen, Tower! You might recognize the blondie with elf ears, you might not--regardless, there's a smile. Though instead of speaking, there will be an accompanying text message, since Link's voice is still a little... rough. They've got a cute little tiny blue cucco in their arms that can be heard clucking on occassion, and there's a few things laid out on the Terminal table nearby. Jewelry, trinkets, to be precise. Some made of wood, some metal, some other things. They're simplistic, but fairly well-made. ]

Ah... good morning. I have a few things I would like to address... amongst what has been happening here of late. For those that are new, if I can assist you by answering what I know, I would be happy to. I am Link, it is nice to meet you. That out of the way... First of all, I would like to mention that if anyone would like music lessons or archery or sword training, I have been considering giving such, though I am not sure what exact system the others have set up for this recently, so if anyone would like to explain to me if there has been a change there, please let me know.

Second... I will be making very simple clothing and objects to wear down in the workshop if anyone would like something or has a request, as I know these things are scarce here. I am not the most skilled tailor, but I can make tunics and earrings and bracelets, as well as bows and arrows for anyone who is an archer, though if you would like to assist me in this task, I would not at all mind.

Finally, I would like to pose a small question: is there anyone here from a world where they are able to teach others magic? To be specific, I speak of healing magic; it is a skill I am certain I could learn with proper instruction, and I am finding after... last month, it would be nice to have on-hand.

[ Link will also be found on the workshop floor once they're done responding to this post, so if you'd like to go with action as a response, go right on ahead! ]
02 May 2013 @ 06:04 pm
Lavender meatballs and lavender sauce; sunflower pasta salad; squash blossom soup...

[He frowned as he repeats the words from this month's menu. Why the damn flower theme? Do people actually eat this? Thorin dispised the menu. Flowers were too elvish for his liking.]

Is anyone actually eating this? Nay, I would rather kill a deer on Floor Thirty Two than ruin my palette with this....food. Flowers are for gardens, not for eating. Whoever thought of this idea is obviously [an elf.] strange. What if you do not like flowers? Do we still have to eat this? Surely, a meat stew could not go amiss one time?
30 April 2013 @ 04:25 pm
[There's Legolas, sitting at a terminal and looking thoughtful. There's a small, leatherbound notebook in front of him and a fountain pen. He wasn't sure if they'd belonged to anyone when he'd gathered what he needed but he could return it all later. In neat script on the first page is a passage written in Sindarin. And below it, a translation of it.]

What is it you miss of home, most of all? What is it, that if ever we return, you will seek out first?

I want to write it all here in this book. I want to make sure that no one forgets what most they miss here. No matter what it is that we endure, we'll need only look into it to remind ourselves of happier times. Times that, with hope, are not forever lost to us.
28 April 2013 @ 12:26 am
*The video opens up on a single long elven ear. Then the owner of the ear sits back and arches an eyebrow at the screen*

I have had this...device explained to me, and yet it still seems like magic. It was certainly magic that brought me to this place...or that destroyed Thedas. *he frowns* I'm not going to think about that.

The fact remains and is, I am here. In this strange place. With these strange people.

...least there are no slavers.
10 April 2013 @ 11:35 pm
[The feed starts with this young guardian prince fidgeting around a bit as tries to see if he's doing this properly. So for a moment, there's a closeup of one of his aquamarine eyes with rather unique pupil that appears to be a pawprint. Then he sits back and clears his throat a little with a smile.]

Hello. Can anyone see me?

It's nice to meet you all. I'm Chung Seiker of Hamel. I've been here for around two months now but this is the first time I've used this device so I do apologize if I'm doing anything wrong.

Anyway, my purpose for communicating with all of you in this manner is that I would like to ask if there are any existing patrols set up in the dormitory levels, especially at night to help anyone who might be stranded outside their rooms and left at the mercy of the monsters. If there are, I would like to join them and if there aren't, are there any plans to set one up?

And another question I have is... does anyone know of any good places for fishing here? Can we eat the fish in the aquarium? Has anyone tried them?

Thank you very much for your attention.

09 April 2013 @ 09:55 am
[Standing in front of the machine known as the terminal, Thorin frowned. He had only figured out how to work this from others he had met upon arriving into the tower. He hoped his calls would be answered as he was not in the best of moods right now. Being kidnapped was something any dwarf objected to.]

If anyone is listening to this, I have some questions. Do you know who abducted us from our world and placed us within this tower? I demand to be told why and if there is a way out. [There has to be.]

Also, is there anywhere to find food and drink as I am rather hungry and thirsty. I cannot live on fresh air alone.

[This was directed to his captors, whomever they might be.]

I urge someone to answer this as I am need of aid and answers. I will not be held in this prison willingly. Know this.