Nov. 16th, 2010

[identity profile] holy-pickle.livejournal.com
[It had been two days since Dende's disappearance, now he has miraculously returned in the place he was last seen. However, he is quite different. Now about six feet tall, he is snoozing under the tree from the other night with a book open on his lap, blissfully unaware of any danger that could possibly be around him.

In a moment seven small orange balls fall from the sky and land haphazardly around Dende. As the guardian of Earth, it seems the Dragon Balls have followed him.
]

((ooc: For the record the dragon balls don't work, but he doesn't know that, and someone might want to wake him up before something eats him~))
[identity profile] kingroadie.livejournal.com
Could use some help out here, kind of stuck because of weird ass monsters at the moment.

Kind of hurt too, so- yeah.

Fuck.



((Eddie's stuck between a rock and a hard place right now. So anyone willing to come aid him/and or be his meister = amazingness. In person stuff encouraged~))
[identity profile] playstheking.livejournal.com
[How ironic. Soul-eating monsters. Ciel is typically either very amused or very annoyed with the goings-on at the Manor, or in the places they were sent to, and this particular plot amuses him.]

Sebastian? Come to my side.

And, Elizabeth. Have you determined whether you are a... Weapon, or a Meister? You should be out of harm's way.
[identity profile] brothercumface.livejournal.com
[Minatsuki looks a mess.]

[a complete mess.]

[she's only wearing an overlarge shirt - that you can see anyway - and numerous, sterile looking bandages and criss crossed over her chest to prevent any sort of indecent showings off, so no one get too excited. her lips are swollen, and her whole face is puffy, not to mention the two black eyes she'd garnered as of late.]

[yes. a complete mess.]

[a complete mess that looks pissed to high hell and ready to SLAP A MOTHERFUCKING BITCH. but. surprisingly, her voice is almost completely calm as she speaks, and doesn't even crack.]


Oi. Police fucks.

Your system's lacking.


brother filter )

boyfriend filter )

badass filter )

bitchass bastard filter )

[ooc: followup to this]
[identity profile] stfuhomework.livejournal.com
Hibana has a puzzle for all of you.

[she pauses, smoothing down her hair for a moment and fixing the camera so that it is perfectly straight before continuing.]

A man goes into a restaurant and orders the abalone. He takes one bite and then kills himself.

[yep. that was her puzzle. she is calm and blinking at the screen for a moment before nodding.]

Explain.

[ feed terminated ]
[identity profile] worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com
[Mello is a little curious about this "Kishin" thing. And the "Weapon/Meister" thing too. He was not a Weapon, he'd already tried it. And occasionally his eyes caught sight of strange glowing orbs around people that vanished when he tried to concentrate on them. He supposed these were souls. Which, he guesses, makes him a Meister. Matt, on the other hand, is a flamethrower. His flamethrower. Matt was Mello's Weapon, Mello was Matt's Meister. He couldn't get over how bizarre this Plot was. How random. But more than anything else at the moment, he wanted to actually use said flamethrower against a Kishin. See how this whole thing worked and vent some frustrations the best way he knew how: with fire (or the second best way as Matt was not an explosive.)

Although they did have a destination in mind, lunch, Mello was also watching the streets, rooftops, alleyways, anywhere for anything out of the ordinary, secretly hoping each shadow was a Kishin]
[identity profile] weatherbraids.livejournal.com
[There is a portion of Paris that is very windy all of a sudden, with a very small calm spot right in the middle, and a figure absolutely covered in lightning in the center of it. It appears she's attracted a good number of Kishin, and is doing her best to fight them off. Some of her braids have obviously been let down, most glaringly both of the ones framing her face. Anyone who can sense magic nearby can probably feel it on the very fast, powerful winds swirling around her.]

I warned you to stop!
[identity profile] lord-fledgling.livejournal.com
[Larsa's found himself backed up against a wall by to Kishins that seem to be making a tag team effort. For some reason his own rapier the Joyeuse has had next to no effect upon them, making them only cackle in mockery. He grits his teeth as his back presses against the wall, all he can do is heal himself repeatedly as they continue to injure him - a pointless cycle. One he's rapidly growing tired of.]

I am warning you, I do not wish to fight but if you continue to press me then I shall have no choice but to take action against you--

[This is only cut off by more laughing. Larsa grimaces as he realises that yes, yes he is royally fucked.]
[identity profile] p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com
[Shiki appears on the feed, with a clutter, the blackberry fell from his pocket and seems to be surrounded by Kishin. He has a rapier in hand which he would complain about, but he was getting too big of a kick from slicing and dicing the monsters at hand. For once a challenge, something new for him to test his strength against - This was what he lived for, all he lived for anymore. The rush, the adrenaline thrill of knowing that you were stronger than anything else. Holmes didn't seem to be complaining either, then again he assumed it was because he was in such close contact with another. Either that or he had his 'eyes' wrenched shut and was just hoping for this all to end soon.

No matter how many the man had slain more and more seemed to gather, obviously lower strength drones. It was quite rapidly becoming a sea of small red souls rather than monsters. As eventually the constant crowd of Kishin became reduced to the final opponent. 

He stared at it for a long time as it jerked around as though it was experiencing spasms whilst all joints were dislocated before he sliced it diagonally across the chest, watching it fall to the ground before exploding into another red soul.]

Well, what are you waiting for? Devour them and we'll move onto the next batch.

[He stabs the rapier into the ground and waits for it to turn back into Holmes.]

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