asobouyo: (it's a bird! it's a plane!)
[Action]

[Life goes on.

And for Elicia, losing quite a few loved ones in such a short time-frame hasn't entirely exhausted her youthful determination. She has a super hero to look out for her papa. And she has Jack's special compass. The last few days she's been outside her school with said magical device, pacing back and forth, watching the small needle turn and turn with no set destination. It's what she's doing today, pacing and watching it never stop. They weren't here. The people see was waiting for, that is. It's what she wanted most, and 'cause they're not here the compass says no.

Well, she'd just try again tomorrow!]


[Video]



[... it's been a long time since she really tried to talk to everyone. She smiles big for the camera.]

Hey! Today I read a really good book; it was called the Swan Princess! I didn't know some of the words, but I knew mooost of them... It must feel really funny to change into animals and stuff. But the worst is getting turned into a frog! 'Cause you'd be all slimy and green and tiny! And you'd have to get a kiss, even though you're a frog...

But I'd kiss a frog! I-if it meant helping someone change back, I'd do it! ... Maybe on the cheek!

Definitely on the cheek!

And if it was a prince maybe he'd give me a cool crown for helping him!

[Siiigh. That sounds so cool.]

I wouldn't kiss a big lion, though, because they like to scratch! Unless they say they're friendly. But I don't know anyone who knows a friendly lion...
asobouyo: (gone away)
[Action // Thursday, September 22nd]

[It's been eight days since her father left, and despite her searching, she hasn't found him. But this was Luceti. He was here even though he couldn't be back home, so obviously he'd just reappear here again, like mama did! With this knowledge firmly in place, and when school would begin--after a few days of staying home, courtesy of a worried mother--she would carefully sneak around after class was over to survey the forest nearby the building. Not enter it. But listen and squint into the dimness of it.

He might be there. They don't know. Just because all of his stuff went away... maybe the robots took it all, too!

Sleeping in mother's room is a must, for now. For both of them. It makes it a little easier, having someone to hug in the mornings or bitter earlier hours.

She answers the door with a determined sort of look on her face, but it falls instantly when she sees who it is. It's not your faults, really. She's still happy to see you, and the small, shy smile a few moments later says as much. It's just... not what she was hoping for. And then, sitting outside became a habit. Well, it was always important on her list of things to do—to sit on the porch and draw or play. Playing can wait. Just for a few more days. Papa might show up. Gotta stay vigilant. No time for journals, or anything like that, right?

... M-maybe just a little journaling. But nothing new. No... she can go back to old entries and look at them again. Any tears? Well... She cried a little, when it first happened. But crying now would be bad. Shikamaru said it, he told her before when she ripped her doll:

Crying didn't fix anything.

So. She would try not to cry. Even if it was... growing harder not to.]


[Written]

papa

wen you com back

plees com home.

asobouyo: (Default)
[Elicia was expecting to be in the middle of a scuffle between enemy winged soldiers. Not to be waking up half-drugged and in an old-fashion malnosso dress. She hadn't done this little dance in a few years now... What did that mean? Did they come back? Impossible, they were... Well, we'll figure this out as we go, Elicia. When she gets up, she nearly falls over, and finds with frustration that her automail leg wasn't working properly. Something was wrong with the knee—aaah, Winry would be pretty grumpy about that.

'This would be the second time this week.'

But it's around the time she cracks open her journal that she realizes something's not right. These entries, they're only up to her sixth birthday? No, that can't be right. Where did all her other.... Oh. Oh wow.

She was fourteen years in the past.

She limps out of the forest, dazed but not confused enough to ruin her train of thought: go to the item shop, find her clothes. The Malnosso always left clothes. And then she'll head to the smithy, to find her sword and... and then she'll need to find Winry in the smithy. Now dressed up, she's found herself a good pair of glasses; if she can... if she can, she'd rather not tell them who she is. Would that change things?

Would that be so bad, though? She's not entirely sure. She's nervous and worried and—and—

... nostalgic. Much much later, after everything, she'll head to the houses of people she's most familiar with. A lot of people aren't where she remembers, but she'll try to find them none-the-less. Probably after heading to where her mom and dad are. She'll also be wondering around in awe at the place. So much different and yet so much changed.... Don't mind her if she looks dumbfounded at something, or surprised at another. If you're expecting a shorty, you'll be surprised—she's 5'9". Her father has great genes, like that.]



[ooc: EDIT: sorry, but it turns out a second post isn't gonna happen; this post exploded! XD You can catch her on the draft, pre-draft log or malnosso journal draft post though!
Go here to see extra information about her future relationships and her. Go here to fill out the relationship post if you haven't yet!

And lastly, I'll reply to this in a few hours! Got something to do real quick.]
asobouyo: (YOU SUCK MAN)
[Action/Accidental video]
 
[Aaaand her journal goes tumbling over on its side, peering up to capture Elicia... in the middle of adventure. That is, she's got a red towel cape on, and a foam basebat bat in the other, in front of Winry's house. Also, Shiro the bear and Shiva the polar bear are currently tied up back-to-back in the distance. They're really in a pickle, man.]

Let them go, evil villain!! 
Or I'll use my giant robot to stop you once. and. for. all!!

['CAUSE WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM. B(

Also, talkin' to the two tied-up stuffed animals:]

Don't worry, Chef-Pirate Sanji! I'll save you and Warrior Fighter Longshot in noooo time, so hang on!

[Let her warm up her Kamina impression. Basically sounding confident = VICTORY. And if she's going to be the youngest robo pilot, it has to be legit.]

And I've got a cool sidekick--they can kick lots of butt, too, mister! [Keh!!] 'Cause we're the strongest heroes in the whole universe!!

[If you're passing by in the background? SHE'S TALKING TO YOU. Yeah, you, with the face. If you happen to be passing by for some [action] and adventure, you CAN write [action/video], because she'll be accidentally recording all of this for your if you want friends and family to enjoy it in future movie theaters. :|b

...And yes, people can comment to your video thread, if you want some first-hand embarrassment for the people who actually play along. Anyone who just wants to comment on the video in general can just assume she's talking to air, then. |D]
asobouyo: (Did I mention I'm MOTHERFUCKING CUTE?!)
 [First thing's first: Elicia's living with Winry now, with papa, in her big house. Admittedly, she did like the different people passing back and forth in the community housing, but oh my gosh, her room is bigger! Heck yeah. So instead of running around the front of an apartment complex, she'll be running around in front of #23, next door to big bro Keiichi who totally lied about cooties but it's okay except we should address that this post shouldn't we??. She's got herself a few scrapes on one knee from working on riding that bicycle without the training wheels, but other than that? She's in crazy good spirits.

In fact, as she's out in front of the house, she sits with said injured knee bent; before long, she cups her hands over it and closes her eyes (though it doesn't help much in the way of focusing for her; gotta be legit-looking, right?). And when she takes her hands away, the scrapes are gone and she's smiling proudly.

FIRST THING OF BUSINESS: School!

SECOND THING OF BUSINESS: Setting up a little stand to give people some cookies. Because when you live in a big cool house you get all kinds of time to make cookies. Granted, they're mostly pre-made and were heavily heavily supervised. Should you be coming by, she'll totally give you one. And maybe a glass of milk. By the way, there's a sign that says 'WELCOM SENTER NUMBER 2' in big bold letters. Be warned: she still has her pink camera, and she will use it.

Now... THIRD THING OF BUSINESS!!! It's time to address the public! 8D

The first thing to be seen is
her banner, which she's drawn up again--however, Luceti is spelled correctly this time around! HUZZAH!!]

Hi, new feathers! My name's Elicia, and I'm five years old! I like riding my bicycle, even though I fall down sometimes, and I like drawling and reading and counting and jump roping! What kinds of things do you like? I always like to hear about everything people likes, 'cause it's always the thing that makes them smile most! And I like learning new stuff!

Like-- I learned that cooties aren't real. 

I don't think they are anyway, 'cause I was told they're not... even though someone else said they were... but maybe he was just confused...

[... not entirely sure on that one. :I

ANYWAYS:]


Are all my friends doing okay? 'Cause I know there was a big scary fighting thing that happened, so I was real worried about all the people who had to go! Are you guys all okay? You gotta let me know, or I'll be super worried 'til you do, okay?

I think that's it!

[... a pause] OH!! And don't forget: this world is made of love and peace!

[How could she forget to address this VERY IMPORTANT THING?! D:]



((ooc: slowly getting of hiatus with Elicia! The others'll be back by friday ^^))
asobouyo: (THE SADDEST!!)
[Gracia's gone.

Elicia didn't expect such an impossible idea again, not after having to experience it a first time when she herself had first arrived without her mother. Despite the news and the tears that followed, she still went to school. Be brave, be strong; mama never cried in front of people. So she won't either. She sits through her classes, blank-faced, attentive. Papa must be hurting really bad right now, too, just like mama did when he left.

So she has to be tough, like him.

School is out, and she sits quietly where she always does for her father, near the doors. Expressionless. She goes through her bag, taking out her journal and tucking it behind backpack, taking her fairytale book, tucking it behind her journal, searching, searching—and at last pulls out her sketchpad to draw while she waits; she really doesn't feel the urge to right now, but she's not sure what else to do. She flips open the front, and sees a picture of all three of them.

...all three.

Elicia hugs the sketchbook close to her, crushing her bag and everything in it. The journal slips down at her side, recording the almost-silence; little, quiet sobs shake the backpack, muffled in it. The blank look twists into a pained one, downcast into her drawing.]

...W-where did you go...? You were here, mama... Papa and I want you to come back...!!

Please come back...
asobouyo: (Oh snap!)
[Elicia sits near the school like she usual does when it gets out, but she's got a new book in her hands—a fairytale book, given to her by Derek (unknowingly, the sneaky vampire hunter). She's already had quite a spike in energy when it comes to writing storybooks, as you can very well see if you were involved in her hideous log.

Forgive her, she's trying to read.]


"Puh...oor little ugly d—duckling..." she wooould sss—say. "Why... are you so di—

di-fir-eant from the others?"

And the... ugly duckling felt worse than ever.

[She lowers the book, frowning. Probably thinking 'this book is just mean and cruel and WHYYY'

When she returns home, she spends some of her time riding up and down one little stretch of hallway on the brand new bicycle the Malnosso for some reason was kind enough to gift her. Training wheels are on it, but just wait until she decides she's gotta man up and take those suckers off. Which will probably be in another week.

But of course, she can't control herself from making a video entry—it's been a long time since she got to sit and make a normal one, of course!]


Hi, guys! Did you have nice Christmases? I did, definitely. I got a cool book, and a bike, and a polar bear teddy! I read about those, y'know! They live in snow, just like how it is here, and they can sit on floaty ice in the water. It's really cool...!

[She holds up said polar bear teddy as validation for her chat.

A beat, while she collects her somewhat limited thoughts. Hey, her mind works 100 miles a minute, you know.]


I wonder what else lives with the polar bears... they're not all alone, are they? That'd make them real lonely!

And that's not good at all...!

[Looks like stuff is relatively back to normal, for her. |D]

[ooc: replies in a few hours! Just getting this up while I'm lazily free with time at the moment! 8Db]
asobouyo: (I hate this episode.)
[Elicia woke up, stretched with a wide yawn, and then discovered sleepily that it was cold and her bed was a familiar tree log. Oh—

Oh, they let her go...! She remembers being confined to a cell, but they hadn't really done much but feed her really nasty food. And give her nasty syrup. So when she starts walking through the forest, she finds they actually gave her shoes and a long-sleeve for her troubles. Her hair was let down from the usual pigtails, giving a little extra protection for her ears. So... she was actually doing pretty well.

Hm. Which way was home...

She puts on her best brave face and opens her journal.]


I'm sorry I got lost, but the bad guys let me go... Papa, are you there? Don't worry! I'm okay! I was really brave!

[The sudden realization that she's okay and back in a safer place brings a few tears to her eyes, and she wipes them away.]


I'm sorry I left, but I'm here, s-so... I wanna go home now.
asobouyo: (N-no way!)
[The feed had started out with Elicia sitting on the couch, showing off different drawings for the day, bringing up the idea of camping—about maybe sleeping over at Winry's house. But soon the peace is lost when something off camera forces open the front door. There's the muffled noise of Hughes—calling out something, something that one can't make out too well, but it's fairly obvious what it's about when Elicia jumps off the couch and runs into her room, journal hanging open in her one hand.

Noises of metal clashing against metal, quieted when Elicia closes her door and does what her father tells her; she hides in her closet, hugging the journal until it's just a black video screen.

...Quiet.

And then footsteps. But they seem heavy.]

...Papa...?

[The door is pulled open and a robotic hand juts across the video screen, grabbing Elicia before the still rolling journal finally falls and flips shut.]
asobouyo: (Terror)
[Elicia's sitting curled up on the couch with a blanket pulled up close to her head, looking a little worried. Because lord, it's a scary world out there right now, what with this fog and all that.]

It's getting really scary outside... A-and there are voices! I hope they're okay....!

[She stops abruptly, listening and suddenly hearing—w-was it?! It sounded just like her, and she was calling for help—The journal falls off the couch face down, and the audio continues on as her footsteps pitter-pattered further and further off. She couldn't just leave mama out there! She sounded so scared...!]

Mama!! Mama's in the fog! Somebody help her—she's screaming—!!

[And the front door of the apartment hits the wall loudly on her way out.]




[ooc: papa will stop her, don't worry! All video replies are dated for a little bit later in-gamewise; if your character wants to come in a little later, they can see the other replies Elicia gave some people. <:^)]
asobouyo: (PEACE DAWG)
[Video]

Hi, guys!

[It's Elicia in her room! Don't worry, she's totally normal looking here, no costumes to speak of. Yet.]

Outside is different now, and there's pumpkins and it's all... spooky! Halloween's spooky! But that's okay—I'm not scared~!

[She beams and ruffles through something to her right, and pulls up something like this, but with cute hearts and clouds~]

Mr. Regal, I drawed up your rainbow for you, for the rainbow donuts! I drew hearts, too, because I love rainbows a lot. Aren't they really cool? I still don't know how they're in the sky, but I think it might be magic! You know, maybe it thinks the sky is sad and wants to cheer it up with pretty colors!

...O-or maybe it likes just cheering people up 'cause they're grumpy they got rained on.

[She beams.]

But you shouldn't be grumpy! 'Cause the world is made oooof

[oh god no—
]

LOVE. AND. PEACE!!

[Why yes, she did do the hand gesture as well.

And then quietly added:]


U-um, but sometimes it's made of pirate-y things, too...?

[Action]

[Okay, so it's not a school day, but let's just say she's there for some important tutoring! Because a girl must always be at her smartest, right? At any rate, she's waiting outside the door and observing that she is, in fact, dressed up like a kitty. While a normal child who understands Halloween would be mortified to be in an outfit they can't take off, she just assumes Halloween is magical like rainbows and your outfit just spontaneously appears every year! :D

She'll be busy doodling in her pad of paper. And yeah, every person who pops in will get a different little doodle they notice, for uniqueness' sake.]


[ooc: If you want to start out with video and turn the thread into action, you can totally pick both. I like being open about these things! I always have too much to do with this child, clearly. She'll be getting a second post a few days into the event as well~!]
asobouyo: (guess what)
[Elicia's looking chipper and happy, as usual~! A little groggy, like someone who's ready to nap, but smiling.]

I keep having a bad dream. But mama told me before it wasn't real, so I shouldn't let it make me worried! Dreams are just imaginary. They don't do anything when you wake up, so you definitely shouldn't be scared of them, okay?? [Her, trying to mother other Luceti people? Perish the thought! She looks up to recollect her thoughts for the day, and nods excitedly.] I heard about Halloween! That sounds like lots of fun! Does anyone wanna' go trick-or-tricking? Kirimi wants to go! Chibi-usa, do you?

We can get candy~! I think it's cool! You go to people's houses and ask nicely for it!

[And then the smile lowers and she looks nervously at her feet, hugging Shiro, the teddy bear Honey had kindly helped her name.]

C-can someone... tell Sanji I hope he gets better? I'm sending lots and lots of cards for him!

[And yes, there is construction paper and tape and crayons all around her. Be expected to be overwhelmed at the box of stuff she's sending your way, Strawhats.

She looks determinedly at the camera, face a pout. Her voice is lower. Because this is a grave command she is about to issue:]


Make sure he doesn't smoke any cigarettes! They're bad for you!

[And she shuts off the feed~]
asobouyo: (Cuz I gotta' plan!)
[Are you walking though a certain hallway in CH4, Floor 6? Or are you passing casually by the front of the school? If you are, then you'd better watch out—from behind, a figure leaps from the corner, fake aluminum and cardboard sword in hand! Who could it be but the most devilish of all villains...!]
WHO COULD IT POSSIBLY BEEE?!?! )
 

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