Oct. 19th, 2010

[identity profile] fathers-secret.livejournal.com

[The feed, for anyone watching, shows Chane in bed. At first, nothing seems out of the ordinary.

Until she suddenly sits up, looking at the empty space next to her, before looking around the room. The air is completely silent. After a minute, she slowly lies back down, and stll nothing seems wrong.


Anyone paying close attention will see, in the far corner of the feed,
a man. Just a man, coated from head to toe in blood, watching her. Silently, he disappears into the shadows of her room.

A second later, and the feed suddenly gets switched off
.]
[identity profile] playstheking.livejournal.com
[Ciel finally left his room, if only for a change in scenery and some fresh air. However, as he ascends the staircase, a cloaked figure appears, a knife glinting in his hand. The result is immediate. Ciel's visible eye widens dramatically, and he inhales sharply, almost raggedly. Whatever rational part of him existed that could convince him that this was the Author's plot shut down, and he stumbled backwards, almost tripping over his own feet.

The man stepped forward. Ciel covers his mouth suddenly, attempting to prevent himself from becoming violently ill all over the floor. Panic floods his mind, and he is unable to do much of anything... yes, even unable to call for his demon... as the man slowly approaches.]
[identity profile] justshutupraz.livejournal.com
...So, kidnapped, again. Great.

What is it with people in my family being kidnapped? [That is how the feed starts, the ten year old fiddling with the black berry until she notices that is on. She shifts it upwards so it has a clear view of her unamused expression.]

Is anyone out there? I'd sort of like some sort of answer to why and where I am. Along with an answer as to why my walls are crying. Its kind of annoying.
[identity profile] mr-plot-bunny.livejournal.com
[Nope, our furry friend isn't here. Just a piece of paper taped at rabbit level. On it in messy writing (he writes with his teeth after all.)]

Good luck guys, I'm sick this week. You're facing your childhood monsters. See you next time.

-PB
[identity profile] picklesgonewild.livejournal.com
[Well after being forced to remain inside for yet another week Piccolo FINALLY managed to discover the dojo. Anyone passing by is likely to hear a vast amount of explosions and banging. If anyone dared to come inside they would find the place in absolute shambles. Walls are dented in the equipment shelves have toppled over, and the padding on the floor is burnt up and shredded and this is why we cannot have nice things Piccolo. And in the center of it all is everyone's favorite 7-foot-tall green grump, Piccolo. And he is in QUITE the sour mood, mostly notable about how he looks just about as banged up as the room. How he managed to get himself beat up with no one else in the room is anyone's guess.

Also in the far corner of the room is oddly enough a cute little rice cooker covered by pretty much all the heavy equipment Piccolo could balance on it.
]



((and yes to all wondering that IS the rice cooker Piccolo spent a hundred years in. Kitty print and all.))
[identity profile] worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com
[There's something wandering through the Manor. Something so beautiful it could knock you to your knees. It's tall, with shining blond hair that floats around its head like a halo, but there is no halo. It is naked but sexless, smoothly muscular but with gentle hips. Its feet do not touch the ground. It seems to glow with an unearthly light. But something is odd...

something is very odd...

its eyes are blood red and it's mouth is twisted into a snarl. The wings protruding from its back are huge, sharp, and black feathered.


Lucifer always was the most beautiful angel.]




((OOC: He can be anywhere you want))
[identity profile] searchformysin.livejournal.com
[The blackberry shows Oz, standing in the middle of the hallway, eyes wide in shock, with a hint of terror. In front of him and away from the blackberry was a figure of Glen Baskerville. Oz seems to be in shock and unable to move, not even to run away or anything as an arm can soon be seen going to hold of the boy's head, the skin slightly different than that of a normal human, instead it was like a zombies.

Not much is said as Oz soon moves his hand that are holding the flashlight as he soon shines it at the figure as the arm vanished. Oz dropped the blackberry which was in his other hand as he went to the floor, still in shock, before looking at the blackberry, putting on a smile.]


I hope everyone else is doing okay.
[identity profile] candles-secret.livejournal.com

[Robin is currently in the entry hall, running from something. When gun shots ring out, very nearly missing her, she stops and turns to face her opponents. Within seconds, two bolts of flame shoot at one of the 4 men, the same happening for the next one, and the next. However, her powers have no effect on them. Small vials of green liquid sewn into their uniforms turn black and start to bubble, preventing the craft from harming the Witch Hunters. After two more attempts, Robin curses to herself as she backs away, before running again, this time heading towards the stairs. More gun shots follow her, and she almost makes it to a blind spot, when a stray bullet hits her in the shoulder. She stumbles, but carries on running, this time making it to her room, and locking the door behind her]


((ooc: An example of who is chasing her is below. Their bullets contain ORBO, which is a subtance that, not only inficts damage on the victim, but if they have any supernatural or superhuman abilties, dims  said powers down considerably - basically, if you can do anything super special awesome, beware!))


[identity profile] raitosonlyone.livejournal.com
...Is it safe to come out yet?
[identity profile] abluechild.livejournal.com
...um... can someone talk some sense into my Dad? H-he keeps trying to make me go outside.

[She's a little pale and shaky and her eyes are a bit red because the most important person in her life is trying to kick her out when the birds have gone crazy this week. Yes, her worst fear as a child was that one day Nakamori would decide to get rid of her because he was too busy to take care of her.]
[identity profile] pintsizedempath.livejournal.com


[The feed is at an awkward angle, only showing a broken, overturned desk and a knocked over book shelf. The floor is covered in broken and destroyed furniture and books, and the only sound that can be heard is deep, demonic laughter. Suddenly, Raven falls in view of the camera on her hands andknees, her breathing heavy and laboured. The second voice continues to laugh and talk, in a completely alien language. Well, alien to everyone but Raven, who is struggling to control herself and her powers;  her eyes are red and glowing, an extra pair above her normal set..]

SHUT UP! I'M NOT LISTENING TO YOU!!

[The second voice laughs cruelly]
 

Like Father, like daughter..



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