Visitor's Event 3: Final Plans/Character Sign-Up!

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Visitor's Event 3 | Return of the Visitors
not necessarily a redux

Hello there! Glad you could join us for the festivities from May 27th to June 9th~♥ If you've settled on who is being brought in for your character(s)/who you are bringing in for the two week event, this is the post for you to officially sign up for those roles!

To do so, please fill out this form:

<b>Name:</b> <b>Contact Info:</b> (E-mail, AIM, Plurk, etc. If you are not comfortable leaving that information here, feel free to send it to us privately via PM.) <b>Visitor Name:</b> <b>Visitor Canon:</b> <b>Who the Visitor is For:</b> <b>Visitor Journal:</b> <b>Brief Description or Sample:</b>

If you're still in the planning phase or have particular questions you would like to ask the mods, please direct your attention to the provided links.

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Name: Siri
Contact Info: flightofstars@googlemail.com & rainbowbruises

Visitor Name: Nora Estheim
Visitor Canon: Final Fantasy XIII
Who the Visitor is For: Hope Estheim

Visitor Journal: wontcutit
Brief Description or Sample: Now, see, when you die there are certain things you expect {pain, darkness, the light at the end of the tunnel etc. pp.} and certain others you, well, don't expect at all {giant mecha bunnies, buritos, a surprise Math test} - you think about these things at night when you're still alive {of course} and feel very certain about your understanding of them.
Thing is, life and death don't do clear-cut, don't care about being sensible. Logic is usually an extravagant luxury full of glittery scales that flake off all-too easily. Silly to believe in, really.
And that, ten tangents later, might be an explanation as to why you have another supposed-to-be dead lady walking around in the city.
Nora remembers the moments that were supposed to be her last, remembers, too, that she had been at peace. Finding herself alive is rather a shock after that-
even if nobody can tell with how straight she is carrying herself, full of purpose and energy. It's not fear that hurries her steps, not for herself that is. The frenzy that has her tackle the city like this is all for her son.
And the Heavens help you if you decide to stand between this mother and her quest to find Hope. Remember: moms are tough; we have all heard that sentence by now.