Heart 303 :: Howl :: Pripyat

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[Soon after waking up, Howl was visibly distressed at--]

WHERE ARE MY THINGS??!

[He runs out into the road, and shoots himself in to the air, looking around for people, or the Manor, or anything. Landing lightly on a rooftop, he just looks over the abandoned city, his expression one of horror at the ugliness of the place, and the sheer lack of life. Figuring that there must be atleast someone with him, he holds up his right hand and fires a stream of multicoloured fireworks high into the air, before taking a seat on the edge of the rooftop, firing more fireworks every now and then, sulking in between explosions]

1st Fork - [In Person or in your minds, if you want him to pick you up]

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[Legato awoke. And there was the problem. For he hadn't gone to sleep.

A trick of the Stampede's? No. He'd seen into that mind. There was no plan. He was floundering like a child and Legato had intended to use that against him.

Instead, things were not right.

He couldn't sense the Stampede's hopeless thoughts.

More disturbingly, he couldn't sense his master.

He was not a man to take comfort in familiarity. It hardly mattered to him where he was, as long as his goal was attainable. It wasn't here. Where ever he was. He exited the building he'd been in, heavy boots having waded through the piles of books on the floor - useless attempts by humans to create a sense of self worth. Legato heard daily the useless drivel that ran through their minds, hardly enough to inspire tales of interest.

This city reminded him of July. Of Augusta. But the temperature was not the heat he was used to and the buildings were not rubble.]

Cup 006: Iroh [In person]

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[If anyone's near the woods, they'll find Iroh there.  He's walking slowly, occasionally stopping to bend down and study some plant, or pluck it up.  He's already got a bundle of weedy plants in one hand.  If you get closer, you'll hear him muttering to himself.]

Hmmm...no, no, that won't do.  That one looks unfamiliar.

[He pats his stomach, looking mournful, and continues on his little quest.]

SIXTH ORDER --> [In Person] / Backdated to beginning of event.

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[Ciel is standing in the middle of the graveyard, not as disturbed by the cemetery itself as the fact that he is neither home, nor at the god-forsaken manor. He blinks, confused, and then composes himself, straightening up a bit. The Earl moves forward through the area, feeling suddenly uneasy about this bizarre change. He stumbles a bit, glancing behind him, and then stops, looking up at the sky.]

... Sebastian.

1 Star ball || Piccolo [in person]

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[ Piccolo grunted as he sat up from his place on the ground. Wait...He shouldn't be sleeping! He was supposed to be finishing off that little brat Goku! Could this be another trick by Kami?! Piccolo frantically looked at his surroundings. He didn't seem to be in any sort of bottle...or rice cooker for that matter. It was just a pretty regular looking room, it did seem deserted and in rather poor upkeep. Like that mattered to Piccolo. In a mindless fit of rage he sent a blast at an old bedside table completely annihilating it]

DAMMIT KAMI! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME! YOU'RE ONLY PROLONGING THE INEVITABLE! I WILL KILL THAT BOY AND TAKE MY PLACE AS RULER OF THE WORLD!

[Something didn't quite feel right, he could usually at least sense Kami regardless of being sealed away or transported or whatever trick he had done. Either way it did make him feel quite a bit better to get that off his chest, but no where near better enough. He then proceeded to storm out of the room pulling the door clean off it's hinges and then trowing it into a wall leaving a rather large crater and then blasting that into oblivion as well. He will probably continue his tantrum until someone or something distracts him]

Rune 01 - Not As Planned [In Person]

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[Hello, Chernobyl and Manorites. Above you flies a redheaded loli, holding a wand and looked pissed about the entire situation.]

Woo! Soul! I swear, if you two are behind this, I'll never forgive you!

[What's weirder: a flying girl, or a flying girl in her pajamas? You be the judge.]