Char Aznable (MSG: Char's Counterattack)
29 August 2012 @ 08:59 pm
One encore, for our devoted fans.  
Who: Zeon, Millennium, and anyone who wants to join in the fight whether you are a current member of this game or not. Mod override.
When: In a space between canon and not-canon, between prologue and epilogue...also August 29
Where: The skies above Amestris

Millennium's response was exactly as Char had hoped - the Major himself charging toward the Rewloola and his airship fleet. The bastard probably thought it was going to be some glorious twilight of the gods. Char was just relishing the thought of wiping out that cancerous organization with one fell swoop.

And okay, it did seem like something that would sound pretty cool when the story was told later.

"Men!" Char shouts simply as the his flagship and its escort turn to meet the approaching airships. "No speeches. Just send every one of them to Hell. For Zeon, and the Empire!"

With that, the first shots were fired, hurtling across the air toward the Deus Ex Machina trailing smoke and the righteous fury of a Prince.
Mitchell Dominic
29 August 2012 @ 11:09 pm
The ships are sailing to new lands.  
Who: Mitchell and anyone who wants to join him
What: Setting off to new lands
When: The epilogue
Where: Port of Caemos
Notes: This seemed like a good, final, farewell post.

The die was cast, and Mitchell and his men were ready to head off into new lands, and new adventures. He had readily casted all of his tarot cards on this one adventure, in hopes of good fortunes and a safe voyage. Of course he had still sent a letter off towards any family and friends as a form of precaution in case he doesn't survive. "Alright, is everyone set? If not then this would be the last chance that you would get to finish up any last minute, businesses that you have." He called out, eyes sweeping over his crew.

Eventually cheers and calls that they were more than ready began to arise from the group, causing him to smile somewhat "Then lets set sail to new lands and riches!" If possible the cheers grew louder as the sailors set to work. While Mitchell himself settled himself up in steerage.