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
Notes: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_BJdHQtolR8

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.
07 January 2012 @ 01:08 pm
Party time and more [Action]  
[In a ballroom at Central City.]

The auction was done and a hefty pile of wealth had been gathered to help pay for the reconstruction of Amestris in the wake of the devastating undead invasion. All that was left at this point was the after party, and EVERYONE has been invited. The majority of the party has moved to a huge ballroom, complete with an in house orchestra, several tables of light snacks and drinks, a large dancing area, tables around the edges of the room, and servants with trays of drinks making sure no one goes long without a glass. Brag about your newest acquisition, seeth with jealousy at the guy who bid more on the piece you wanted, enjoy fine food and drinks from across the empire, get drunk, dance, have fun. Mr. Wayne is footing the bill tonight.

[Elsewhere, later that evening...]

A dark figure edges close to the tall wall surrounding the manor belonging to the mysterious man known only as The Major. It produces a grappling hook from under its cloak, and is perched atop the wall in short order to get a better look at what it has to contend with here.