mallowhallow | Entries tagged with robin [f]

Good morning! This is Robin, one of the tacticians in the Ylissean Shepherds.

[Robin shows up on the camera. This is the female Robin, clearly. She has her coat on and her hands tucked into the pockets of her coat, while she stands out in a field.]

This is directed specifically at the Shepherds, though given the topic, I think assistance might be welcome. A barracks for our people seems like a wise idea, since we're all otherwise staying in separate locations.

Sir Joy said we can construct a facility. We should, therefore, start construction. I think I found a site. But...

[There is a slight look of dread on her face.]

...we need to decide what facilities will be there. We'll need everyone to pitch in to build it, too, and I certainly won't turn down help from others.

goodwilled

[ and hello completely foreign world that asbel has never known about until he found himself in the middle of you.

at first all that can be seen is a house. a regular, decent sized house with two floors -- all made out of pillows. it's quite possibly one of the most bizarre things the young lord had ever seen in his life, and that was saying a lot.

before long a pair of confused blue and purple eyes peeks into the screen itself, blinking once or twice before it pulls back to show a young man with a bewildered look on his face.]

So we're really supposed to live in these? I'm really not dreaming am I...this sure brings me back.

[ a hand goes to the back of his head before he straightens slightly, hesitantly offering a friendly, still slightly puzzled smile. ]

Ah well..hello, everyone! My name is Asbel Lhant, and it seems like I'm as stuck as the rest of you guys are. Could I get an estimate of how many of us there are right now? I know we're in these different 'districts' but I think it'd be useful if we could all look out for each other, you know?

It's true I don't really know very much, but I'd like to help out however I can. But before that..

[ a pause ]

Is anyone here from a planet called Ephinea? It's the name of my world. In particular I'm looking for a girl named Sophie. Her hair's really long and purple and um..she wears it like this.

[ as if he knows girl's hair man, he'll be making the allusion of pigtails with his hands on top of his head. real mature, asbel. ]

If you find her, could you please let me know as soon as possible? I don't want her wandering around by herself. Also if you guys have figured anything out about this place I could use the information. The more I know the more I can help out, right?

Thanks for listening.

[ the feed clicks. ]

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[ after that little thing you'll find asbel in front of a pillow house; the same one in the video, poking at it confusedly while keeping an eye out for whoever walks by. after inspecting it a little, he looks around ]

Shouldn't I be paying for this..? Can I even live in something made out of pillows? ~~What if the food is made out of pillows?!~~

fortissimos

This whole thing is really strange, huh? I mean, I've had some weird dreams, but nothing like this. There's no way I'd dream up a place with a school.

[ Yep, someone's been to Orlea. She makes a disgusted face, then carries on. ]

Anyway! I've been talking to some of these guys— [ she waves towards a knight that's walking past ] —and I'm pretty sure I wanna sign up. So if anyone needs anything, consider magical girl Sayaka Miki at your service, okay? I'm not officially a knight yet, but that doesn't mean I can't get a head start!

[ HOLDING UP HER CUTLASS ENERGETICALLY she's got this guys, trust her. ]

Madoka, that includes you. It's my duty to take care of my future bride! [ Yeah she just wanted a chance to say that, sorry Madoka. ] As for Kyouko and Mami-san... ahaha, there's only room for one maiden in my heart, but I'll help you guys out too. Just count on me!

wyverns

[The feed clicks on and the first thing visible is hay strewn about on the ground- upon closer inspection, the hay is spattered with blood.

After the Scroll is set down to start recording, a fucking dragon comes into view- small enough to fit in the stables, apparently, but her wings are folded down and she's curled up tight. Around her are three of the knights of Highcrest, currently on the ground and moaning in pain- two are bleeding openly, the third is completely passed out.

And amongst it all is a man with pitch-black riding armor and a mask that covers half of his face. The axe in his hand is large, stained with blood, and Gerome hefts it to his shoulder for added effect.]

If anyone else so much as thinks of touching my wyvern-

[The lizard lifts her head slightly, slitted eyes staring curiously into the camera from over Gerome's other shoulder. The rider kicks at one of the knights with an armored boot and the man groans out in pain.]

-then next time, I won't hold back.

[He reaches forward and shuts off the feed.]

googlekrom

[ The feed opens up with a male rubbing his temples gently, probably not noticing that he's finally connected to the network. This really is a mess and he's trying to get his thoughts straightened out. He opens his eyes and blinks, looking at the screen with his head tilted a bit, his annoyed expression turning into a curios one. ]

... Oh, it's on-- G-Good day. Since we're all in the same mess, I figured introductions are in order. My name is Chrom, Exalt of the Halidom of Ylisse. I'm currently in Highcrest right now. I hope we can all get along and find a way back home.

[ He smiles, though it doesn't last too long. ]

Now, on to more personal matters. If there's anyone else from Ylisse here, I'd like a reply. I know Robin has made a message, but I'd feel better if you reported to me as well. [ Mainly because people won't accuse Chrom of being fake. Sorry, bro. ] We can try and make some sense of our current situation. And figure out this double Robin situation as well...

[ He gives a small smile and a nod before the feed ends, for now. ]

gamefaqs

[So, it's less of a text message and more of a scrawling, for now. Neat and cursive and slightly angled and full of small loops. Such are the downfalls of having to use a chalkboard to communicate. At least she's got a good enough piece of chalk to use.]

Hello, my fellow residents of Mallow Hallow. Forgive me for the sudden interruption.
Allow me to introduce you to a new acquaintance of mine.

[And then a video feed opens, like clockwork. There's nothing quite as succinct as a punctual transition. On screen is a clear shot of Rose's lap, and her bare forearms beneath the draping orange cloth of her robes. Resting against her elbows -- and her crossed knees, and her chest, and her stomach, and everything in between -- is a particular sort of black and purple and green and god-knows-what octopus-looking creature, albeit noticeably smaller.]

This is Herald Bonaparte the II [or, second]. I found him not too long ago, lost amongst the bustling crowds of Astralfield. He appears to be quite fond of me.

[She'd probably be fond of any stranger who plucked her up out of the streets if she were an alien-Eldritch abomination, too.]

Despite whatever fondness I may feel in return, his presence is key for more than just exciting the secret parts of me which find scaled-down recreations of insatiable monsters endearing. As some of you may have noticed, this particular district has something of a habit of entertaining the unusual. This, for instance, is something that I believe to be the work of whatever innocuous powers may hold jurisdiction over our beloved home, though the "how" and "why" elude me.

Creatures resembling those lurking within the confines of one's own mind... perhaps even people, or places, conjured before us without so much as a word of warning; has anyone else found something similar occurring around them? It may be worth looking into.

taktikos

[ For all that this is a video post, Robin's hood covers most of his face, and he voice seems somewhat tinny thanks to the device. It may take a bit more fine tuning before he can use it to the extent that he would like. Still, his message should be broadcast network wide, which is all that he really wants at the moment. ]

This is your tactician speaking. I am trying to ascertain a count of all of us who ended up... [ He's pauses, searching for the right word ] transported... to this location, as well as make sure that we can get in contact with each other.

[ He turns away from the screen, as if checking his surroundings which can be vaguely seen behind him as a brightly lit black monolith-like structures, very urbanised. ]

I am in the 'district' I believe that is the proper term Crystalden. I am near the only tree I've managed to find in the area, and as such I am assuming it is the only one.

If all of you could try to find a similarly unique aspect to each of your districts and head to that location, as well as call or send a written message back to me, it would be greatly appreciated.

[ He sighs, and pushes a hand up under his hood, possibly to rub his temples. ]

I won't let this interfere with the 'situation' we must face back home, but I will need your cooperation.

Thank you.

[ The video is terminated, but the line seems to be open. ]