Video | UN: Nocturne

[melodiouspacifist]

[He stands before the camera, arms open wide.]

Alright, I give, I'm bored. I can't concentrate at all today. Every composition sounds like crap and I've had enough!

[He sighs, he doesn't really know how to deal with boredom]

Any suggestions on something I can do that doesn't involve sneaking back up to look at the sleeping people and doesn't cost much money. I only have a part-time job so you know, I'm not exactly rich here!

[Demyx shakes his head a little.]

What do normal people do when they can't work on what they're doing anymore?

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[saucius]

A few things:

[ Exile doesn't waste time with pleasantries. She's sure they're all thrilled to be here and there's probably more than enough whining and nonsensical banter going on. Good times, thanks but no thanks. ]

So, how many of us are here? At all? And how many of is are out of the pods? Does anybody keep a tally?

Besides that, I know there are some Force sensitives out and about. You've probably felt me, too. You know that feeling of dread and despair that permeates the walls sometimes? That's me. I'd be interested in hearing about the state of the galaxy from where and when you're from.

[ Her main reason to know who's who is to avoid them, of course. She can't help but feel like she needs to keep tabs on anyone that might be a danger to others though. ]

And lastly: card games. Show me yours and I'll show you mine.

dial h for hire [video]

[unweave]

[ The feed picks up with a slight buzz of static. The visuals over the network focus on a waist-up shot of Aranea who isn't looking too hot. Not only is her face bruised (healing black eye, slightly swollen nose and busted lip), but there is a bandage pack poking out from under her top. ]

Don't want to waste anyone's time — there's enough stupid messages coming across this every day and I don't want to add to it.

My names Aranea Highwind and I'm recruiting for a mercenary group — odd jobs, monster hunts, personal protection, and the like. I'm willing to give a large cut on jobs I get in, bordering 65%. Tough sons of a bitches please apply and those looking for their problems to be solved? I'm your gal.

[ I mean, even now she's confident with a sly smirk plastered on her face. This is the most blunt ass sales pitch ever? But — ]

You can't trust everyone you meet here, some people will literally stab you. [ She nudges the view to her hip, but rolls her eyes as the camera gets back to her. ] But, there's still people wanting to help out. Why waste your time at that shitty fight club when you can make a difference and get paid for it? Think about it.

[Video] Seeking skilled mechanic - UN: Crusaser08

[panzersoldat]

[The message opens up to a rather large older man. He sits in some living room in the housing district. Behind him sits a very very large suit of armor. It's clearly seen much better days. In fact, it looks like it's being held together by duct tape and gum..and is that a hubcap welded in to patch it? Probably.

He looks very serious as he starts his message.]

Hallo. I am Reinhardt Wilhelm. And I am in need of a person with mechanical know-how. As you see, my armor has seen many battles and if it comes to it, I would like to ensure that it sees many more. The young lady who helped me maintain it in the past...my squire...she... well, she's still asleep. Which means that I am short a valuable person.

I would like to take on a squire. A person that can help me maintain my armor. Fix it when I break it and assist in fixing me when I break me. They must have both skill in forging, metallurgy, repairs as well as know some electronics and a small bit of rocket science. [ Yep. Still totally serious about that too ] My biggest requirement is that whoever helps me with my armor has a heart that loves justice and a willingness to help the people for little or no monetary rewards.

If anyone fits the bill, please inquire within and we can discuss further.

Thank you for your time.