ironysoul: (GASP!)
I haven't been in the City very long, but judging by the sustained weather patterns the last month, I have to say: I don't think snow is generally common in June.

I hope my armor doesn't rust...

Private to Winry

Winry? How are you feeling?
ironysoul: (Just me... and the cats... Don't mind me)
I guess that happens a lot around here? Miss Uta told me we get a weekend like that once a month... It wasn't as bad as some of the other curses for me I mean but I didn't like it anyway. It was really chaotic.

Private to Tohru
I didn't want to bother you during the curse and things were really bad here but maybe we could meet sometime and talk about the animal shelter? If you're still interested, I mean, I don't want to pressure you!

Private to Winry
Are you feeling any better?

Private to Ed
Hey, Brother, I was reading a lot in the guide about the deities and it says they'll make trades or swaps for things you want and -- it's Equivalent Exchange. I think this place is just like home.

Maybe -- maybe if we know that we can find a way out for you and me and Winry and the Colonel.

I mean I'm sure you thought of this and I'm sure the Colonel tried too but there has to be something we can do.
ironysoul: (cry baby cry baby cry)
[Alphonse is lying in the grass somewhere outside the City. Or at least, one of his hands is. It flops around, looking for something. When it hits the PDA, it closes on it. As soon as he lifts the device into the air, viewers can see that it's literally just a hand. In fact, all of his body has been blown apart at the joints, and the various pieces are scattered through the meadow. Except one, which is conspicuously missing.]

Brother, help! I can't reach my foot!

[The empty torso wobbles until it tips over, rolling onto its side. It then repeats the process to move closer to the hand not holding the PDA.

A moment later, that arm shoots up, holding -- another arm? This one is much smaller, and made not of armor, but Automail. It kind of droops in Al's grasp.]

Look what I got from Kimblee, Brother!

Now we just need to find my head...

[OOC: So, Al went to "talk" to Kim about his recent behavior, and... it didn't go well?]
ironysoul: (dun dun dun!)
Excuse me, everyone! I think you should all be aware that THIS MAN:



--is not my Brother!

I mean, he is, but...

Today he's very, very bad!

Not Ed, though. Kimblee. I'm just making things worse...

If you see Edward Elric on the street, don't trust him!

You can trust Ed, but don't trust that Ed! Because it's not Ed! It's someone else! Someone bad!

Did that... did that make any sense at all?
ironysoul: (Afloat on a field of poppies)
Ah -- Miss Miller? I hope you're not cursed today...

You said you liked bigger pets, right? I found Murphey wandering around on the streets...



He's very sweet and friendly, and he gets along great with the cats! He just is a little too friendly with Fluffernutter...

Everyone else new to the City, please remember to come first to the City Animal Shelter if you're looking for pets to stop the ticking! And welcome!

I wish I knew why the cats were dancing, though.
ironysoul: (Awwwwwwwkward)
Oh... A meteor shower? I didn't know there was an astronomical event coming up. I wonder... if we had a telescope, could we chart these things? Track the stars, match the constellations... Maybe even find out where we are.

I know Brother would say they're just rock and ice entering our atmosphere and burning up, but... They really are beautiful. What can one wish hurt?

Colonel, did you choose a name for him yet?

Winry? Do you want to come watch?
ironysoul: (transmutation circle)
Running an animal shelter is hard... And Mr. Cat looks so lonely... Maybe I should find him a friend...

I don't know if he'd want a boy-friend or a girl-friend, though. I guess I'll just get one of each, and see. And then a friend for the one he doesn't like...

Maybe he needs two friends. In case one gets adopted.

I love cats!

[OOC: Al's cat adoration has become an obsession -- even -- dare I say it? A fetish.

Oh, stop looking at me like that, people, what were you expecting? He's fourteen, for cripe's sake. XD]
ironysoul: (Default)
The most important cause is the safety and care of our animals! We need to get our strays off the street for their health and ours. Animals are wonderful. They give us companionship and care. Animals can even save your life in emergencies and provide vital aid to the disabled!

That's why I'm announcing the launch of the City Animal Shelter! Looking for a friend to keep you company and keep away the ticking? We can help! Find an animal that you can't take care of yourself? Bring him here and we'll feed and house him safely until his forever home comes along. Just remember that no animal should be left out in the cold.



Right now we have MR. CAT, an adorable and very sweet Persian who needs a new home. Applications can be sent to this network ID.

Also, the City Animal Shelter is looking for volunteers to help care for the animals. I can't really pay you, but... We especially need doctors, so anyone with medical experience is welcome.

Thank you very much for your time!

[OOC: Yeah, he's cursed, but he's also serious. The City Animal Shelter is GO and mod-approved. From now on, any image posts will be hidden with an LJ cut, but if your character wants to find/adopt a kitten or puppy, I'm putting up information on Al's contact page and you can ping him there or on any of his posts for Shelter business!

Get involved, or Al will cry. YOU DON'T WANT HIM TO CRY, DO YOU?]
ironysoul: (crackgasm)
[Al sits in front of the camera, looking shifty. At least, as shifty as a suit of armor can.]

Brother? There's something I'd like to talk to you about.

[Is that... Meowing? Shift, shift. Al crosses his arms in front of his chest and does his best to look innocent.]
ironysoul: (Don't mess with the Alphonse)
[There's a fizzle of static that resolves into the clamoring crowd and the tinny, slightly off-key song of a carousel. Then, a booming voice drowns it all out.]

Come one, come all, see the amazing soulless body! We traveled across the plains of Africa to find this rare specimen and imprisoned him in this armor!

What? That's not true at all! I don't even know where Africa is!

Hear him talk, folks? I promise you, that's no trick. Look!

[There's a wrenching sound of metal.]

Absolutely nothing inside!

Hey, give me my head back! You big jerk!

Go ahead, kids, pass it around. Parents, see how there are absolutely no wires or microphones! This is the real deal, a talking suit of armor! Just don't touch the blood seal; that's how we contain the captive soul.

[Hear the requisite "oooh... ahhhh" from the crowd.]

I'll say it again, folks, absolutely nothing inside! How did this miraculous wonder come to be? Well, as you can hear, the owner of this soul was just a ten-year-old boy when he was viciously murdered by his beloved older brother.

That's a lie!!!

But his soul was too strong to give up entirely! It escaped as he lay bleeding, before his heart stopped completely, and picked up its old life exactly where it left off! That's right; we found this little lad living in a house where he performed all his chores invisibly, he cooked, he cleaned, why, he did it all! And without even a lick of thanks from his evil big brother!

That's not true! It was nothing like that!

Now, remember, folks, he's not a ghost because he never died! He's a disembodied soul! Tell all your friends! Our next show is at three-thirty.

[There's more cheering, and the ring of coins being tossed into a metal bucket of some kind -- what could it be? Soon, it all fades back to the eerie music, and the static.]

[OOC: The carnival, or Al's worst nightmare? You decide. In case it wasn't obvious, The Carney, Al.
ironysoul: (Looking to the future)
I'm glad I wasn't invisible yesterday. I might have stepped on someone accidentally. It's hard enough when I can be seen.

I need to find a job, too... We don't have the state to support us anymore...

I don't even know where to start, looking, though... Wait, people can see this.

Uhm, I'm sorry, but if anyone is looking for help, I can I don't even know what I'm good at!

I'm an excellent researcher! I'm very good at taking notes and extrapolating hypotheses -- and I can fix things, too, if people have things to mend... What else... I could be a bodyguard, I guess...

If anyone needs assistance, please let me know!
ironysoul: (Looking to the future)
I should finish cleaning up the last of the hair... I'm almost done... Twenty more minutes.

Hey, everyone, look at the sky today. The clouds make shapes.

This is nice. Just relaxing. I wonder what today would feel like with a body...

Brother, I'll make breakfast. In just a little bit.

[OOC: I forgot to say this in his last post, but a big THANK YOU to my anonymous benefactor for the paid time for him. ]
ironysoul: (anything to protect you)
Mothers are wonderful people. Full of kindness and unconditional love. And every mother is beautiful. It's fitting that there's a day to celebrate everything they do for us, although really, shouldn't we do a little bit back every day?

[Private to Ed//Unhackable]

Would you like to just... go for a walk? Or something?

[OOC: Oh, come on. If Al were cursed, how could we even tell? XD;;;]
ironysoul: (dun dun dun!)
I don't see why I have to clean this up. I don't even fit in the bathtub. And I don't have hair. Ugh.

Major Kimblee, I'm afraid we'll have to reschedule your "demonstration." Today just isn't good for me.

Private to Ed

I think I'm getting the hang of the communication device, Brother, but can you show me how to lock messages away from other people? I've seen other people doing it, so I know there's a way.

Also? The man you told me to stay away from, Major Kimblee? He's not staying away from me. He wants me to meet him at the fountain today so I can see why they call him the Crimson Alchemist.
ironysoul: (Awwwwwwwkward)
Uhm, excuse me, has anyone seen my brother?

He's blond, he wears his hair in a long braid, red coat, loud, kind of sh-- uhm, he comes up to about here on me. I mean, if you saw him you'd definitely know you'd seen him. His name is Edward. Edward Elric. He's kind of famous and he really likes you to know it.

Brother, why did you leave me alone again? You never pay attention to if I'm keeping up or not.

If anyone sees him could you tell me, please? Thank you very much! I'm sorry to be a bother!

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