Fourth entry //accidental video

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[For a while now, Elizabeth and Embry have been in the garden of the Manor, toying with the idea of camping there to avoid the attacks of the mysterious spectres. Along with Ichabod and Gunpowder, the duo have decided to stay inside the Mansion afterall. Elizabeth has been keeping the blackberry in a prominent fold in her dress, and depsite her father's views on the device, after the whole situation with a possible spectre in her bedroom, she has kept it on her. For the brief moment, the two are alone while their companions catch up to them in the entry hall of the Manor...]

I still say he's strange...

Oh what now?

That man; his whole demeanor seems...off, somehow; and those marks on his hands! Did you not notice them?-

That's quite enough, Embry! You're both very rude and rather cruel to say things like that, and if you say anymore I'll have you sleep in the corridor tonight. Hard wood floors aren't comfortable for anyone.

My apologies, your Grace

Hush.

Carte 2: Examinations

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[The blackberry feed, which is now purposefully propped up on Miria's bedside table, shows Black Jack examining the young blonde, his medical bag open next to her on the bed. Every so often,he glances up at the black berry, then continues the examination...]


The patient is completely unresponsive..


[Checks her Radial pulse and her eyes]


Pulse is slow but steady, as if she's in REM sleep; is also a sign of Aortic Stenosis, however, this is unlikely. The pupils are completely dilated..Circulation is also fine, her breathing doesn't seem hindered...


[Aurora's voice is heard off camera]


Why do you look so troubled, Doctor? Surely all that means she's alright?


It does, yes, but I have no way of measuring her brain activity; there's no logical explanation for this apparent 'catatonia'..


You could just open your mind a little and believe what I've already told you several times; she's lost her soul, she's hardly going to be-


I'd rather score anything else out first, if you don't mind.


[With that, he walks around the bed, and switches off the feed]

The Plot Bunny [Video/Voice]

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[For those who aren't awake there's the sound of the sea to stir you. Sea birds overhead, the suck and crash of waves, and the gentle salt-smelling breeze. The Plot Bunny is sitting on a towel in a pair of sunglasses. He's munching thoughtfully on a carrot. There's a smear of off-white sunscreen on his twitching nose.]

Ah, this is the life. I could get used to this.

Okay, you're at the beach. You figure out what to do. If any of you idiots need anything else I ain't going anywhere.

Wish I brought a magazine. Playboy would be nice, papa likes those bunnies.

Session 004 ^_^ Radical Edward ^_^ [In Person]

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[Ed is walking down the beach in this bathing suit, which classes horribly with her hair. She's got a wide yellow tube around her middle, dark green flippers on her feet and a blue snorkel and goggles covering her face. She giggles through the snorkel and continues down the beach, headed towards the water.]

6th Blast || Mello || [In Person]

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[Mello mutters something before emerging from the tent. He is wearing these. Mello stares around in dismay, first at his surroundings than down at himself. His scar covers a good portion of his body. It starts at his hairline going down to his hip. It goes over to the middle of his chest before starting to recede at the bottom of his sternum. By the time it gets to his hip it's more of a stripe than anything else. The entire back of his neck is scarred but then it decends at a fierce diagonal to his side. The clean unburned skin is covered by a large cross tattoo that covers most of his unburned back. Underneath the cross are the words "Deuteronomy 16:20" is cloister black, the same font as L's L. After the cross his burn strikes back again, a little past his spine so that the edge of the burn and the edge of the cross are nearly touching. On his right leg is a burgundy island of burn tissue, usually concealed by his trousers.]

What the fuck?! Matt! Matt! Get up! NOW!

Piercing 008 ♥ Kaidou Kio ♥ [In Person]

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[Kio steps out of his tent looking a little confused and dressed in this mentally scarring little number. He blinks in the sun shielding his eyes. His back is completely covered in a spiraling black shape. On his hip he has a tiny butterfly, and around his ankle he has a pair of jumping carp. His left nipple is pierced. He scrubs the back of his head looking around.]

Eeeeeh? What's going on?

Survival Log [002] Louis- Video

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[Louis sat up noticing the same office that haunted him. He stretched out his back (sleeping on his desk was starting to hurt)]

Guess I'm still stuck here... [He thought to himself]


[Louis scratched the top of his head and looked down at himself realizing that instead of his normal shirt and tie he was instead in a bright orange swimsuit.] 

Okay...This is weird. 

[Out in the distance Louis hears the distinct sound of waves crashing against the shore and birds squawking in the distance]

Wait, waves? 

[Louis stepped out of his tent to the sea which seemed to sprawl out forever]

Last time I was on the beach I was at my Uncle's house.

[Louis smiled a huge grin and dug his feet into the sand not wanting to leave from this spot for anything. All of the familiar smells of the ocean and sand came rushing back to him and he remembered his Uncle and Aunt, and their house on the beach in Florida.]

Fifth entry: The beach

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[The first sound Elizabeth woke to was a rather unusual one. Climbing out of bed and dressing herself, the first thing she notices is that Embry is gone. She pauses for thought, before continuing towards the door of her room. She steps out...The light hurts her eyes, but as she adjusts, she realises she's actually outside, her now bare feet sunk in hot sand. Going to turn back, all that awaits her is a tent...]

What on Earth..??

[She then realises what she's wearing...or rather, what she would never even dream of wearing in public..ever. Just a dark red two piece swimming costume, she immediatly covers herself with her arms and runs back to her tent, sitting on the 'bed' and holding her head in her hands]

This cannot be real...it cannot....What in Gods name am I wearing?  I can't possibly walk around like this!

[Heading to one of the trunks in the corner of the tent, she begins sifting through the contents]

These aren't mine! What is...[pulling out a Tye-dyed red-pink sarong, she holds it up to the light, trying to work out what it is..]

Beach Entry // In person

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[For the first time in several days, Miria wakes up, stretches, and heads out of her room, in search of food. As the doors open, she immediatily notices the change in surroundings...and loves it]


Oh wow! This is incredible!! We're on the beach! Is this some kind of field trip? Or maybe even a holiday!


[Stepping further out onto the beach, she then notices she's no longer wearing her dress-over-leggings combo, but a Pink and White polka dot bikini, with little ties at either side of her hips]


...that's funny...I don't remember getting changed...But this is so pretty! I'd never had my own bathing suit before!! Hey, Isaac! Look at what-

[Remembers]

oh yeah...Well, maybe I should go see where everyone else is! and I need sun cream...

Carte 3: The beach

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[Having just woken up and changed his clothes (He fell asleep in them the night before) Black Jack heads out of his room]

What the..? Oh great. This just wonderful....


.[His sentence trails off as he notices what he's now wearing. Just a pair of dark blue swimming trunks, but that's not what worries him. His entire body is covered in, what he percieves to be, ugly looking scars, and just wearing trunks in front of others isn't exactly a dream come true for him]


...great...I've gotta find something to wear..no point to showing these off to everyone.


[Running a hand through his hair, he back tracks into the tent and starts looking for a shirt and trousers]

{Third Case, First Observation} .......

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[Since Ichabod was sleeping in the entry hall, he woke up to water on his feet, licking waves on bare skin. Gunpowder was gone and the sun was on his face. His eyes flutter open and was nearly blinded. The sound of waves and the smell of sea water played on his senses. Then it dawned on him.

He woke up with a start and looks around to see that his chest is bare and the scars he hid are now visible. He's wearing noting more than a pair of tacky swimming trunks and moves quickly out of sand to get to a less public view.]

AHHH! Where are my clothes!?!

[He comes across several tents, all looking the same and runs into the first one he sees.]

((Feel free to assume that he's in your character's tent.))