Eternal
Welcome to Eternal, a post Sailor Moon Stars site relocated to Orlando, Florida, utilizing the canon portrayals as they were in the series. We also have a plethora of original roles for you to fill, each unique to the site itself. No knowledge of the series is required to play! We're 3/3/3, utilize real life FCs, and we're 1+ years old.

Twelve years ago, King Endymion and Neo Queen Serenity were coronated and became Earth’s rulers. However, not all is well – in response to several of their actions, Wiseman has appeared and is making his mark for the first time in history with the formation of the Black Moon. He’s revived crime and murder never seen within the past twelve years. Lingering in the shadows, the Dark Kingdom has also been revived, claiming to be pro-immortality with the desire to obtain the Silver Crystal for themselves. Queen Metaria has also struck a deal with Chaos to revive deceased antagonists to ensure their victory.



Battle Tactics
tags: Julien
There was a particularly refreshing breeze idly wafting through Crystal City as Special Agent Corey approached the Crystal Place on foot. It told him he had approximately twenty minutes to get under cover lest he get drenched during the afternoon's regularly-scheduled thundershower. Not only that, but reaching the offices attached to the Palace was known to be feat onto itself: Elijah made his way to the perimeter, over the moat, through the gardens, and finally inside the Palace itself with a curtain of rain on his heels.

There, his identity was ascertained through both mundane and magical means. "Your sidearm, Agent Corey," said a security staffer in the midst of the process. The tone was serene but it was not a request.

"Didn't hear you," Elijah replied, eyebrow cocked.

"Your sidearm, please," the staffer repeated. She humored him further as her colleagues monitored the situation. "Protocol. We know you'll understand."

"Of course," he said, reaching inside his suit jacket for his service pistol. He shucked out the magazine and handed it over, then snapped the slide back. The round ejected out and both Elijah and the pack of Crystal Staffers watched it arc, bounce end-over-end with a cheery tnk-tnk-tnk, and roll beneath the tight space of a shiny quartz kiosk. "Oops. My apologies, ma'am," the Earthling said with all the innocuous professionalism of a seasoned civil servant. "Chamber's clear," he announced pleasantly, handing over his issued firearm and removing his jacket long enough to divest himself of his shoulder rig.

"Indeed," she answered, but the smile tightened a bit. The pack dispersed as the Staffer-in-Charge directed Elijah towards the imperial offices and sent him on his way.

He juggled the ramifications of all of it in his head as he continued down the magnificent, well-apportioned Palace corridors. Surrendering his firearm didn't bother him, exactly. He was walking through a nigh-impregnable crystalline fortress seeking an audience with a man rumored to breathe life into the dead and make shadows dance the mamushka on a goddamn whim. In that light, his Sig wouldn't have made much of a difference.

But the extra-tight security did. The recent explosions seemed to have rattled the Lunar Firm straight up to the highest levels and that, as Elijah arrived the offices allotted to the Ambassador of North America, did not bode well at all. An attaché at post told the agent he was expected and gestured to an antechamber leading to Lord Nephrite's study. Elijah let himself though the first set doors, paused to adjust his tie and put on his government game face, and then opened interior door to the General waiting on the other side.

"Ambassador? Good afternoon. Special Agent Corey, United States Secret Service."


(This post was last modified: 31 Oct 2018, 06:08 PM by Elijah Corey.)
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Julien Bellamy
<> Julien looked up from the reports at the clock on the wall.  It was nearly time for his afternoon appointment to arrive.  The bombing had created quite a mess in more ways than one; it was only natural that the Crystal Palace would need to confer with the USSS, among other agencies.  The evils that targeted Earth might have been purely the Guardians' problem in the old days, but not so anymore.  Definitely not after attacking so many civilians.

Speaking of all that, there was the agent he had been waiting for.  Julien rose from his chair and strode across the room to meet him.  "Good afternoon, Agent Korey," he said, sliding seamlessly into 'Ambassador Bellamy' mode.  He offered out his hand for a handshake as he discreetly looked the other man over.  No sidearm; the security protocols had obviously been updated.  It was hardly a surprise, of course.  The recent attacks had sent the entire palace on edge.

"Have a seat," Julien instructed as the handshake broke. "No trouble with security, I hope?" Just a little more idle pleasantry as Agent Korey sat down and Julien strode back to his own seat behind the desk. "Let's get down to business."
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