24 April 2013 @ 07:35 am
( video | backdated to the 22nd | worst fear virus. )  
[ what the hell is

is this... a room made out of solid gold???? yes it is. everything is gold. the walls and floor are gold, the furniture is gold, the fixtures are gold. there are stacks of gold coins and bars everywhere. there's also no door. this is a really stupid room.

it's also rapidly filling with black smoke, because celty is curled up in a ball in the middle of the room, shaking, and smoke is absolutely pouring out of her neck - but even the smoke recoils from the edges of the room like it's scared.

08 March 2013 @ 06:46 pm
video | (poorly) filtered away from bane  
[The video starts with a woman typing away on a laptop only pausing to check her phone before resuming her work. It almost looks like she has no idea that she's being recorded until she looks straight into the camera.]

Is there any way to pull a video off the community so you can share it elsewhere? I've been trying for hours, but I'm hardly an expert. [She pauses a second, as if realizing something, and then laughs.] I'm sorry. I shouldn't be asking for help without a proper introduction first. My name is Miranda Tate. It's nice to meet all of you.
23 February 2013 @ 11:03 pm
Hey all!

Just a quick question, while I have time.

If you were going to hire someone to transport something, what qualities would you like them to have, and what would you want to move?

Magic, enemies, weight, none of that matters. Just the best service!
21 February 2013 @ 07:54 pm
To clear up any possible confusion that may have resulted from recent events: I am not in fact dead.

Or at least no more than I am on any other day.

19 February 2013 @ 10:39 pm
Hello everyone! We're still traveling, though by coach now. Edgar's asleep right now. (I believe, it is difficult to tell sometimes.) I can't seem to tonight. It's better that one of us is awake anyway.

So I have a question for all of you: What is your experience with fairies in your world? Are there any popular fairy tales you know of or do you have personal experience?

Well, that was two, but I would appreciate your answers.
10 February 2013 @ 07:55 pm
[At first the screen is dark, then you can hear some small scuffling sounds, followed by the some confused whimpers. A click then 11-12's face is illuminated and he looks frightened.]

05 February 2013 @ 07:20 pm
[ unintentional video; sword of promised victory ]  
[ should you choose to play this video, you will find that it is nigh-impossible to see anything through a combination of static, darkness, and fog. eerily glowing fog. fog shouldn't be glowing a sickly shade of purple, right?

you can hear the sound of water sloshing against something. something very large. something-- oh dear god in heaven WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT.

whatever it is and however many nightmares it will soon be giving you, if you look past the writhing tentacles, you will see Saber in her full armour, somehow defying physics by standing on the water of the river itself to face the thing. compared to the grotesque mass in front of her, she is tiny. but the sword in her right hand glows with an impossibly brilliant light, gold and warm and seeming to carry every hope you have ever even half dreamed of becoming reality.

she raises the sword above her head with both hands and closes her eyes, concentrating. you may wish for some appropriate background music.

somehow, impossibly, the light from her sword gets brighter and brighter, gold motes rising like dust from the river, the grass, everywhere in the surrounding landscape to join the light from her sword until it is too blinding to look at. ]

[ and softly, whether though some will of the community or some other magic, the voice of a young woman can be heard. ]

"It shines. That sword is the dream all warriors, past, present, and future, hold as their deaths approach. A sad, exalted dream. She carries their will as her pride, bidding them to remain steadfast in their loyalty. Now, the undefeated King sings aloud the name of the miracle she holds in her hand."

[ as if on cue, Saber's eyes open, and she stares resolutely at the monster in front of her. the golden light - energy - flares around her, making waves in the river. she takes one, two steps forward, and-- ]


[ she brings the sword down, and the beam of light comes with it, displacing the water and the fog around it in a chaotic spray as it rushes towards its target, blinding--

the light flares, and the feed ends.

what the hell was she doing using that particular sword. ]
05 August 2012 @ 10:05 am
( VIDEO | canon move part one. )  
[ celty is standing on a rooftop with her motorbike beside her. you can't see what's happening beyond that - she's wearing her helmet, and facing the other way. suddenly, she turns, jumps on her motorbike - her horse, that shrieks and whinnies as always - materialises her enormous scythe out of shadows, and starts riding her bike down the side of the building at full speed.

anyone watching feels something strange, and then suddenly hears a young woman's voice. it might take a moment to realise that it's not audio - it's coming telepathically. it's not harmful apart from a mild headache, but with the raw emotion, volume and suddenness of it, it's almost intrusive.

it's celty's real voice. and she's pissed. ]

SCREW IT! [ the people on the ground hear her too, and start shouting in confusion. celty picks up speed. ] That's right, I have no head! I'm a monster! I have no mouth to speak my thoughts, or eyes to convey my emotions!

[ the confusion is getting louder on the ground. celty's scythe drags along the side of the building with a metallic shriek and a shower of sparks. ]

But so what! Who gives a damn! I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!

[ she reaches the end of the building, launches forwards with a few spins and lands on the ground, coming to a stop on squealing tires. she gets off her bike, scythe still in-hand. ]

I am here. And I am real. [ some men in suits lunge to attack her, and celty fights them off, slices through them with her scythe - but strangely, it appears to do them no damage. they just collapse, unconscious. ] If you say I have no eyes, then watch my actions very closely! Listen to the cries of those around you! The ones who've angered this monster!

[ a man comes at her with a knife, and knocks off her helmet. the crowd falls silent. everyone stares in horror at her and someone speaks: "it's... it's the headless rider."

and every single person starts to run away. ]

That's right, I'm here. Right in front of you. Take a look! Do you hear me screaming?! This is my moment! This is my time to be born! I am injecting my very existence into the veins of this city!

and as if that wasn't enough already, the confusion and drama only becomes more of a convoluted clusterfuck... )
01 July 2012 @ 09:46 am
( VIDEO. )  
[ the scene itself is unimpressive and uninteresting. celty - wearing her helmet - is sitting in a park beside a blonde man who is smoking. they appear to be chatting. in the background, there's a young couple fighting, and the girl suddenly runs off, past celty and the man. (notably strange? the girl has a huge surgical scar that goes all the way around her neck.) what is interesting is this: celty jumps to her feet and grabs the girl's arm violently, pulling her to a stop.

the girl takes one look at celty and starts screaming in horror. ]


[ she continues to shriek and flail around desperately even when the blonde man approaches. ] Alright, stop with the hysterics. Relax. We're not here to hurt you. [ the screaming crescendos and the girl slaps the man in the face. ] ... Did you hear what I just said? Ah—

[ a boy stabs the man in the leg with a pen, and again with another. meanwhile, the girl escapes, and celty runs after her, pauses for a moment to look back at the man - ]

Go on, don't worry about me. It doesn't hurt. Go. I don't know what this is all about, but you do what you gotta do. [ he slaps himself. ] Heh, I've always wanted to say this. Go on ahead and leave this one to me! Got it?

[ celty nods and jumps on her motorcycle - which whinnies like a horse - and goes tearing down the street after the girl that escaped. ]
28 February 2012 @ 07:22 am
( VIDEO. )  
[celty seems to be so excited and eager about something that she has forgotten to take her helmet off, and she's typing really fast. the text shows up with the video as she types.]

Look, look! Shinra took me to dinner, and there were these fortune cookies, and the fortune that was predicted for me is... |

[she holds up a small slip of paper to the camera, and the community translates because it's nice that way. "a lost object will be found." celty seems very pleased by this, even if you can't see her face.]

Does anyone else believe in things like this? It could happen, right? This makes me really happy! |
21 December 2011 @ 08:45 pm
Er. [head helmet tilt.] Did part of the community suddenly change for anyone else? It's a bit... odd. |
30 September 2011 @ 10:12 am
[Celty is sitting in front of the camera with her helmet on today, and the way she sinks down in her chair and lets her head helmet hang back for a minute would suggest that she just got home from somewhere. She stays still for a little while, and then suddenly sits up straight and starts to type on her PDA.]

Can I ask... Does anyone here know anything about dullahan? I've read a lot of mythology on my own world, but I can't know if that matches up with the information there might be on other worlds. |

[She shows that to the community and waits a bit before she erases it. She pauses, and starts typing again.]

... And for the people that can't answer that question, I guess I should provide something more open. Is there something that you want... more than anything else in the world? I'd like to see what kind of answers a question like that will get. |
20 August 2011 @ 12:42 pm
[Oh, look, it's that weird biker chick with the leather catsuit and the cat-eared helmet again. But she doesn't seem to know that the community is recording her, and she reaches up... and starts to take off her helmet.

Once she gets it off, a shower of glitter and confetti pours out of it, but that is the least surprising thing here.

Because HOLY SHIT SHE DOESN'T HAVE A HEAD. There is just black smoke oozing out of her neck.

And then she realises that she's being recorded - she drops the helmet and her whole body recoils in a violent jerk, panicking soundlessly.]
13 August 2011 @ 09:25 am
[Hello, community. There's a woman in a tight-fitting leather catsuit and a cat-eared motorbike helmet sitting in front of a computer. She picks up a PDA and starts typing quickly; once she's done, she holds it up to the camera.]

It seems like the normal thing for people to do on this community is introduce themselves when they first join. I forgot, so now seems alright, doesn't it? My name is Celty Sturluson. | [After a while, she erases it, bows her helmet and begins to type again.] It's nice to meet you all. |

... Everyone is having trouble right now, but I wanted to ask a question. i dont have a lot of people i can ask. shinra shizuo izaya - no i dont want to ask izaya anything. Do you think that the past or the future is more important? If you don't have either, should you try to find your missing past or build a new future for yourself? i cant seem to decide lately. |

[As she goes to erase the text, unlike most others affected, she notices the coloured thoughts and she jumps, typing frantically - just through her body language, she appears flustered.] I didn't type those things! ...!! No way... That's impossible, but - have I been affected by it, too? what do i do i dont want this can i leave? no its in the way and i have to - i cant get around it - i dont like this at all! |

[She shudders and recoils.]
03 August 2011 @ 03:19 pm
[text forever.]  
DramaDramaDuck. Have you ever lost anything important?