Jan. 11th, 2011

[identity profile] scarsnscalpels.livejournal.com

[The feed loads fairly quickly for once, and just shows Black Jack sat on his bed, or rather, Hatori's bed, although the younger doctor isn't in the camera's view. For the more observational residents, Black Jack has a beautifully large, purple, black and blue eye, the bruising also travelling to the side of his face]

Hello everyone - I won't take up too much of your time, but it's come to my attention that a few of you have contracted chicken pox; please feel free to contact Hatori or myself for medication or other treatments, or any questions you may have.

But, for the time being, if you have the virus I ask that you stay in your rooms, as we don't know who in the Manor is more vulnerable etc, etc.

Thank you

[End of feed]


[identity profile] mei-tantei.livejournal.com
Evening Manor Residents.

Some of you may recognize me and others probably won't. To anyone new here- I'm detective Kudo Shinichi, or Shinichi Kudo if you prefer first to last name.

Generally, I work as a consulting detective but lately I've been focusing on our lovely Author-san and I have a question to ask all of you - it's a simple yes or no question and any input would be greatly appreciated -

In your world, is there a big event that you're connected too in some way?
[identity profile] f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com
[Before switching on the feed Mamimi is in the woods, almost up to her knees in show. She's out taking pictures and has discovered what appears to be an enormous foot print, although it looks a bit closer to a crop circle. The dead plants caught under the impossibly enormous feet were broken, collapsing against the ground. That included a huge pine tree which was bent almost at a right angle before it finally gave way and snapped. The snow has been compacted so much that it's almost become a solid mass in the print rather than just resting on top of itself. Suddenly a long low growl fills the forest. It's pained, almost like a moan. Mamimi stands bolt upright, looking in all directions looking hopelessly for the source of the horrible sound. The moan shakes her very person, rattling her bones and causing her teeth to chatter not just from the sheer force of the sound but also from fear. A shiver creeps down her spine and she holds herself. The sound is coming from all around her, above her, below her, to her right, to her left, coming from everywhere but coming from no where. No where she could see.

With fingers shaking from fear rather than cold she turns on her blackberry, struggling to even hold it. She activates the feed, somehow managing to hold onto the device]


What was that?
[identity profile] truehappyending.livejournal.com

[The blackberry switched on to shows Giselle, sitting outside, crying about something or another.]

What is wrong with the animals today, they were ever so friendly before now.

[She wipes away her tears before standing up again and stands to face the forest, before ultimately starting to make her way towards it, wanting to know just why they are acting up and charged at her more than once.]


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