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Ramza Beoulve ([personal profile] throw_stone) wrote2013-08-19 03:58 pm

first mission - video/action for new bark town

[There may have been a few blasts of a few seconds of broadcasting before this one, but that was just Ramza being taught how to use this.

By. Trying and reading the manual, and trying what it said. He thinks he gets the video now... don't mind his sort-of perplexed face filling the screen, before he pulls back. He's heard a few things already, but he's still thinking of it. When he does see it's working, though, he looks a little relieved - before putting on his most serious face.]

A 'trainer', they call me... [What it seemed to call him on this thing. A keeper of these monsters?] It almost seems I have become an Orator, given a monster and told to travel these paths for such a strange purpose.
But, I have questions that this booklet could not answer. Is there anybody else here from the land of Ivalice? [Or who've heard of his family... it all depends on the answer to this, to what he'll choose for himself. What he'll do with himself.] Or, if that is not the case, is there a weaponsmith in any settlement nearby? I seem to have lost my sword, when I awoke. [His protection against these creatures. A slight pause.]
My name is Ramza. If you have information, I shall listen.
[And, off it goes - Ramza turning back to his new companion, his... Stunfisk. If this is what he were given, this is what he shall learn to use.
Even if... it seems odd, like nothing he'd seen before.

A few moments later, however, he does click it back on - another thought came to him.]

Where is the closest church? [He wants to pay tribute to those two...] Or, if there is no church nearby, is there a graveyard of some sort?
[Okay, now it ends, Ramza getting ready for replies. They should come though as other bits of video, correct...? This is quite strange, having this sort of device.]
loveisabattlefield: (Hello Twilight!)

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[personal profile] loveisabattlefield 2013-09-08 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
I think that'll work just fine. As long as you're honest with them, I'm sure you'll get along.

(All growing boys need a sense of humor. It builds character and strong bones!)

Oh, I don't mind at all! I was a pony back home, but this world made me into a human when I arrived. It's been quite an experience, but I think I'm used to it by now. (All said with a straight face.) Are you a natural human?
loveisabattlefield: (Those look delicious!)

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[personal profile] loveisabattlefield 2013-09-08 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
(Well he does now. :|)

A lot like horses, which I understand are much more common in other worlds. The differences, aside from sentience, are the variety of colors our coats and manes, the different races of ponies and a world full of harmony and the magic of friendship.

(Again, all said with a straight face.)

...I know it must sound strange to you, but from what I've learned, ponies and humans actually have a lot in common!
loveisabattlefield: (Love magic specialty)

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[personal profile] loveisabattlefield 2013-09-08 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
(Sadly, there's not much she can use to compare to chocobos, so you gotta make due, buddy. She shakes her head.)

All of those troubles were solved long ago. Now, they all work together with the princesses to maintain a world we can all share.
loveisabattlefield: (But I was gonna eat that...)

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[personal profile] loveisabattlefield 2013-09-08 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
It takes time for everyone to be able to move on with their lives after a war. Some recover and some don't...but the important thing is that they keep going.

...I'm sorry your world is so troubled. If there was any way I could help make it even a little better...
loveisabattlefield: (My love~)

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[personal profile] loveisabattlefield 2013-09-15 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
Cadence. My name is Cadence.

(He's just so cute and squishy and adorable, she just wants to hug him.)

It may not be my place to change your world, but that won't stop me from expressing concern. No one should have to live in a world where the young need to pick up a sword.

(A passionate idealist-type, clearly.)