atouchofstrife: (feeling pretty damn good here)
Now that's what I call a curse.

Tifa, did anyone try storming your bar? Do you need any help rebuilding it if they did?

Oh yeah, Reno. Let's talk.
atouchofstrife: (can't you see i'm tired?)
Thanks, city. I really enjoyed the last week. Geostigma and a couple curses make me feel right at home.

Reno, how are you doing? Still chewing on greens?

Tifa's back. I don't think she remembers being here. Maybe if next weekend is good for everyone, we could have a bonfire on the beach? It'll be nice since it's starting to warm up.
atouchofstrife: (so bb what u got 4 me?)
So. We're going to set up a huge bonfire on the beach, with food and drinks. I don't know about most people and their 'Christmas' stuff they talk about, but we celebrate a different way and I think... I think we're sticking to it. Although I guess there are a few presents involved.

...Anything else going on?
atouchofstrife: (hurting)
[ video connected ]

[The picture's fuzzy and there's a very large black cat peering at the camera, followed by a paw that taps lightly on the screen. A low moan is heard and the cat disappears from view, letting people see the dark room, the messy disorder of papers and service notices. There's a groan and spikey blond hair appears, followed by dazed Mako blue eyes set in a too pale face. The blond scratches at his head, frowning, looking away from the camera, and then his eyes widen and his hand grabs at his hair.]

Shit... no. Fuck... what was I...

[Eyes closed, he makes a sharp high pitched whine, like rusted gears trying to move.]

nonononononoNO!

[Again there is a cat in the way, and the phone gets knocked off the dresser - showing a half open steel chest with a few glowing spheres - and then it goes off.]

[ video disconnected ]


[ooc; Action for anyone in the house, voice for anyone else checking in on him. And yes, he is not going to be in a good mood.]
atouchofstrife: (pissed)
Sorry about the fridge. I'll buy a new one. I can't get the smell out of my hair. What the hell was he thinking about? No, never mind. I don't want to know where he would get that idea in his skull. I wasn't even a real bird. Sorry about the kitchen's floor too. That stuff's all Genesis' fault. Apple hickory glaze and breading - like cards weren't bad enough.

Thanks for the save from the cat, Tifa. Fuck fuck fuck! Reno wasn't any help either. Reno. Better stock up on potions. Zack...a moment?

Genesis. Let's see how good you really are.


[ooc; Will be going to work soon, so this is a placeholder for now. As for what happened, chocobo!Cloud got caught and was not a happy camper when he reverted to normal. And yes, he is challenging Genesis to a duel.]
atouchofstrife: (can't you see i'm tired?)
private\\unhackable )

Thanks for coming with me, Tifa. I hope you enjoyed the ride.

Vincent, any better?

Zack, need a Potion?

Anyone want to spar?
atouchofstrife: (all bruised up)
Yesterday didn't happen, got it? Can't believe I... what the hell's wrong with me? Goddamn curses.

Anyone seen Reno? His video's on but he's not answering.
atouchofstrife: (feeling pretty damn good here)
Zack, where did you hide my boots? Better tell me or I'll sic Minuit after you. It was still worth it.
atouchofstrife: (that can't be right)
Finally. I can make coffee now. I thought this place was going to explode with the way all of us act without it. We need to make sure there's water for making some in case they do this again.

I'm making it double strong.
atouchofstrife: (at sword's point)
If I see one more guy dressed like a Sailor Scout, it will be far too soon. I don't want to know what was with the mobile suits or the whole Tutu Ranger thing was about. All I want to know is if the madness is over and people are not going to go stomping around looking for brains to power their suits or quoting bad poetry about coffee.

...Damn cat.
atouchofstrife: (the night sky is peaceful)
That... was interesting. I won some kind of stuffed green animal not a moogle plushy thank Gaia and a small craving of a wolf. I don't know if they'll be around in the morning, but I did take pictures, at least.

But now I need to relax. It's been a while since I sat under the stars, looking at the night sky. I think I'll do that.
atouchofstrife: (hurting)
...So. That was different, I guess. I still say we needed a few racing chocobos and a couple dozen rides. And let's not forget the golden coated buildings. Ugh.

private\hackable because Cloud is too tired to concentrate

How long can someone go without sleep? I can't keep the dreams away. I've tried that poem. I tried drinking. The only thing I haven't tried is knocking my head into a wall and that won't work with my thick skull.

I can't...

Dammit!
atouchofstrife: (mosey on)
Not the first time I fought something weird and... gooey while nursing a hangover.

Hey, Lestat, Anita, you two okay?

Yuffie? Stay away from my materia.
atouchofstrife: (yeah well whatever)
Yeah, that was fun. Not. Magic should not come with a set of robes that remind me of that time when Aerith dressed me up as a girl. What is the point of magic without combat? Tifa even got pictures of that dress.

...Whatever.

Hey Squall, it was interesting.


[ooc; because it's one of the few things he has been thinking about and putting in under strikes in his journal >.>]

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