May. 29th, 2010

[identity profile] shy-blade.livejournal.com
[Edward's face showed confusion as he looked at the device in his hands. He turns it upside down then turns it over and shakes it. His thumb blade had turned on the device by accident but he didn't seem to pay much attention to it as he tilts his head to the left and right. Then out of nowhere, he licks the screen after he reads the words "Blackberry" on the top of his device.]

Yuck.

[He puts the device down and starts looking around his room. His blades catch the reflection of the light but he seems relatively calm despite his new surroundings. His hand reaches out to the curtains and accidentally cuts it.]

Oops.

[He pulls over a chair and tries to hide it but finds that the chair was hard to move without cutting it.]

Um....

[He shuffles away from the chair and tries the door which thankfully was a handle and not a knob. He pulls down the lever and opens the door slowly with a soft creak before stepping out.]

Hello?

[He steps slowly into the hall and blinks. The feed eventually times out when Edward's figure leaves the room.]
[identity profile] makerofimage.livejournal.com
[The video comes on to see Willy's face on the screen. His purple eyes are studying everything around him and the sound of rubber is heard on the speaker.]

I think somewhere along the line my elevator took a wrong turn but this little thingy here is pretty neat! Oh, I think I'm being recorded. I see a little light. Wow! Hey, can I call room service on this? Nice room but a little small and too many windows.

[He stands up and the camera shifts to follow him, showing the view under his chin to show the ceiling as he walks. He pulls open the curtains and giggles.]

Wow! There's a hedge maze! Now I really gotta thank who found me. I think I'm gonna like it here. Oh, Dad! Hey, you gotta see this!

[He thinks he's on a vacation and hasn't put it together just yet that he's stuck. He moves quickly to the door and still has on his smile. Once his door is open, he sees the title, "Willy Wonka, The Amazing Chocolatier" and he shuddered. That song came to his mind with the puppet stage.]

Ew, not very original but I guess it works. At least they didn't call me Junior.

[He decides that he's going to do a little exploring and shoves the device in his pocket which eventually times out the feed.]
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[personal profile] demon_andbutler
[Early morning dawns on your new home. It is a good thing the manor comes fully equipped with a handsome 19th century butler! Come near the kitchen and you'll smell something heavenly being cooked.

He's found the various prepackaged foodstuffs lacking for a proper breakfast, so he's improvising. Eggs have been cracked into a large bowl and beaten. He's figured out the modern stove, although there are other appliances he hasn't even touched, including the Blackberry that he still has in a breast pocket, near to his pocket watch. It's quite a mystery, his being here, and so far from his master that he can't even sense the boy's presence. But that's no matter. There's a schedule to keep and, he can tell, guests to be served.

He's producing omelets, using the various ingredients available to him. He moves with grace and poise, dressed in an impeccable black uniform; long coattails, white gloves, high collar with tie, and head butler's pin on his lapel. The only things that might strike one as out of place are his carelessly mussed hair and unnaturally red eyes.

Come on in and request something! Don't be shy! He's here to serve!
]
[identity profile] fetchdixon.livejournal.com
(Emmett is staring at the blackberry and frowning, he starts to talk to himself.)

Who leaves an expensive lookin' thing like this lyin' around with a stranger in the room?

(he rubs his head)

Urgh, I must have had more than I thought last night, I can't remember a thing.

I hope he's hot, anyway, who ever he is.

(he looks around the room)

He's tidy, anyway , this place is spotless... Looks expensive too...

(Emmett continues to gaze around the room, eventually he gets up and opens the closet, then steps back in surprise. Are those all his clothes?)

What the fu...

(the feed suddenly cuts off)
[identity profile] worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com
[If you're room is near Mello's you may have already heard the shooting. He's fired off his gun randomly into the walls, paranoia does that to you. He doesn't remember being here. He doesn't remember falling asleep. And he doesn't like it. When the feed clicks on Mello is just getting out of bed, gun in hand.]

I don't know who the fuck you are and I don't give a shit, I am coming for you! And. I. Will. Kill. You. I want answers and I want them now! Got it?!
[identity profile] want-a-chupa.livejournal.com
[Kio is sitting in bed, the blankets are scrunched around his waist and his chest it bare. He smiles sweetly but flirtatiously into the camera]

Sou-chan~! You must have gotten me drunk, I don't even remember what happened~!

[He giggles]

It must have been a wild night though. I'm glad you finally let me make you a meal~! Where are you? I'm ready for breakfast~.

((OOC: Kio woke up in what looks like Soubi's bedroom and is understandably excited))
[identity profile] ginsengismyfave.livejournal.com
[At first the only sound from the feed is gentle snoring.  This goes on for several minutes until a great yawn is heard.  There are vague scratching sounds.]

"Ah!  I haven't had that wonderful a rest since leaving the palace!"

[There is a noticeable pause]

"What the-where am I?  Zuko?  Zuko?  Hmmm."

[Another pause, the sounds of grunting]

"Well, it's handsomely decorated.  And this bed is wonderful!  And-my Pai Sho set!  How did this happen?"

[The sounds of a hand rummaging through a pocket]

"And what on earth is this thing?"

[There are a few seconds of silence and then the feed ends]
[identity profile] another-dayjob.livejournal.com
[An attractive young man of roughly 17 is leaning out of his door. He peers up and down the hall, looking a little confused and a little exasperated. The view is from his left hand which is holding the 'berry. Is brow is furrowed in confusion. The plaque on his door reads "Kinomoto Touya" on it, with nothing underneath. He's muttering to himself]

Now where the Hell am I?
[identity profile] finally-quit.livejournal.com

Goddamn it Francis we're all gona die! 

                [Louis screams sitting up in his bed only to realize that instead of being in a crashing helicopter like he remembered he is now in a room looking very familiar to him.] I-is this my office?

                [He looks around and notices the familiar cubical and the same water cooler off to the side only this time there was only his cubicle and another next to his not the endless sea of them as he remembered.] I thought I got away from this place.

                [Louis lays back down onto his bed and puts his hands over his eyes.] Damn Francis first you killed me now I'm in Hell!

                [He lifts up one hand and pears onto the desk to notice a blackberry sitting there. Louis sits up and picks up the blackberry turning it on.] Wow the company never used to give us stuff like this maybe Hell won't be so bad.

                [He chuckles to himself then notices that underneath the phone there was a small key. He picks it up and looks around for what it could go to, peering over the office walls he notices a wooden door that was never there before and didn't go with the rest of the off white office look. Louis gets up and opens the door seeing on the outside the words "Louis- Junior Systems Analyst"] Looks like I can't even get a promotion here.

                [He looks down both ends of the hall noticing a stairwell to the right of him.] Maybe we got rescued, maybe the others are here too!

                [He begins walking down the hall heading towards the stairs.] Zoey!? Bill!? ...Francis?

                [The video feed cuts out as Louis says the final name.]


[identity profile] fetchdixon.livejournal.com
(he looks and sounds very uncertain)
Hello?

...erm... I don't know who can hear me... seems like there's a lot of confused people but I think all these Blackberrys, like, link up?

I don't really know what's goin' on an' this is all reall really wierd... gettin' a little freaked out...

But if you can hear this I think we should all find a place to meet up, maybe someone will have the answers...?

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May. 29th, 2010 06:24 pm
[identity profile] gamer-anon.livejournal.com
Once upon a time, huh. Always hated fairy tales. Guys like me usually get turned into a frog or eaten by a wolf, some shit like that.

Whoever brought me here better not be expecting me to pony up any rent. Could barely afford the crappy place I was in before. Nevermind that I didn't ask to come here in the first place...wherever here is.

...I'd better not be the princess either. Fair warning.

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