Jun. 27th, 2011

[identity profile] legendarybounty.livejournal.com
[ Hiya Badfic! Guess who's new in the Manor?! Yep! You guys are lucky enough to get your very own WALKING DISASTER AREA! As if the Manor really needed any more reason to be utterly destroyed. Though right now he's pretty harmless. Actually, Vash is more confused then anything else at the moment. He's sitting outside in the grass, fumbling around with the communicator. It's some weird kinda technology that he isn't all that familiar with but it seems simple enough. That's when the feed finally clicks on and you all get a nice shot of the grass, lookit how green it is! ]

Oh hey I think I actually figured it out!

[ The view suddenly shifts and there's a new unfamiliar face, smiling brightly at the screen as he messes around with the angle a bit more. ]

This thing is recording right..? I wanna try and catch my good side.
Hmm...
Alright then!

Hey there everyone! Err uh, whoever is getting this right now... I uh, well I'm not too sure where I am actually, but I found this neat little device thing when I woke up. I know it's not mine cause I've never seen this before but  to whoever lost it I'll be more then happy to give it back to you! It's kind of a small thing, pretty handy actually from what I can make of it.

[ The view changes again, away from his face as he gets a nice shot of the landscape. That's when he notices the main building off in the distance and then goes back to himself again. ]

Not sure if that looks familiar to anyone but uh, I'll probably head over to that place and see if I can't find out just where I am.

[ Vash smiles again and the view gets turned upside down before going to black ]
[identity profile] abluechild.livejournal.com
[Around sometime in the morning Aoko find herself in the kitchen. She had given up all hope of sleeping with two three year olds on the bed and the one kept squirming. So she got up to get something to drink and the tiny boy that looked scarily like his father Kaito told her he wanted juice- the girl wanted cheese.

She was pointedly not thinking about how obvious it was they she and Kaito were indeed their parents. She was only focusing on getting milk out of the fridge. Geez. How embarrassing. Twins.]
[identity profile] diditmyway.livejournal.com
Mello did indeed get a baby. A pudgy little pink thing that gurgled at him and got spit on his nice leather. And that is not okay. Mello didn't like kids when he WAS one fuck you to any of you who say he still IS one and he doesn't like them now. Useless little buggers taking up space and crying for attention when they could take that time they are wasting to LEARN how to just say what it is they want rather than being the bane of some poor soul's existence. 

Yes. Mello doesn't like babies. 

And so if he's going to have to deal with one, he's going to make the thing straighten up and fly right...or hit the road. 

[And that is how this video has come to be a baby, probably about 3 yrs of age, perched precariously on a tree branch as Mello waits below for the thing to figure out how to get itself out of danger. Learn early, learn fast. And Mello has no qualms with this because clearly he has the baby's best interests in mind. And if the baby actually manages to pass this test, hell maybe it can be his successor. 

Though, that hope disappears all too suddenly when the baby inadvertently FALLS. And tumbling through the sky, disappears midair. 

And in turn, the blackberry suddenly falls to the ground where instead of the lean leather clad boy, there is now a bundle of black clothes and a tiny blonde-bobbed head sticking out of the pile. An unhappy looking infant now clad in only a black vest that goes down over his knees and is falling a bit off his tiny shoulders. 

Yes. Mello has failed the parenting test]

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[personal profile] pineapple_fairy
[Well after he took a FABULOUS shower and got dressed in his FABULOUSLY clean clothes, Mukuro was greeted but the not-so-fabulous sound of a screaming child. Of course he wasted no time in trying to simply illusion the creature out of existence... which is VERY bad parenting skills.]

[Video feed starts]

[There's a child standing in the center of Mukuro's room. He's pale, thin, and looks almost sickly, the fact that he's in hospital garb probably only adds to the effect. He doesn't seem to be aware of the change of environment just yet, he's too fascinated with the warm red substance on his hand. He's covered in blood, and judging by the weapon in his hand and the smile on his face, it's not his blood. He looks up to where the other two boys had been previously only to see the blackberry where they stood. He walks over to it, the unnervingly calm smile not leaving his face. He just looks at it a moment, and pulls off the bandage over his right eye revealing a swollen and irritated stitched in red eye with the Kanji numeral 1 in it.]

Kufufufu...

[Mukuro raises the weapon over his head and brings it down on the blackberry, destroying it. Trying to figure out exactly what's going on he strolls out into the hallway, leaving a trail of bloody footprints in his wake.]

((OOC: As stated in the OOC post- Mukuro is RIGHT in the middle of a MAJOR psychotic break, and doesn't have full control over his powers yet. He will also not hesitate to lash out at anyone who he will deem a threat... or a bad person... and his logic about figuring out who is a threat and who's bad is kind of WARPED, so consider yourself warned))

Video

Jun. 27th, 2011 06:02 pm
[identity profile] beautiful-brute.livejournal.com
[Guess who has an ugly reptilian baby? And guess who isn't happy?]

What is this? Surely I am not expected to care for this thing.

[He scoffs and turns from the child.]

Take it away.
[identity profile] soiled-my-cuffs.livejournal.com
[the feed turns on, but the image is of a child on the bed. Balthier speaks from off-screen.] While I appreciate the gift, I think that it should return home, don't you agree? After all, this is hardly the place for such a young hume - and even it if were, It's probably more effort than it's worth. Costly, too.

[There's a few moment's silence, and then a small whooshing sound, not unsimilar to wind. The child disappears. there's a satisfied sound, before the communicator is dropped. It bounces on the floor slightly, and then settels on the ground, a crooked image of a young child peering at the screen. He giggles, and the dangling earring in his ear jingles slightly distracting him for a minute. he then stands up, picks up the phone because it's shiny, and starts wondering around the halls looking for his father.]
[identity profile] last-dracula.livejournal.com
[There's a video feed that seems to be from somewhere in the hallway, not that far off the ground; it seems to be of the ceiling of the hallway, at a decent rate of speed, accompanied by a very tiny child-pitched squeal of joy.]

[Also accompanied by the sound of someone clattering down the stairs behind like a herd of elephants and franting yelling.]

-ACK HERE WITH THAT - NO NO NOT THAT WAY, GET BACK HERE - WHERE ARE YOU EVEN -AAAAAAIIIIIGGGHHHHH!

[At which point there is a crash as somewhere back behind the child, out of camera-view, Soma trips over a low-lying piece of furniture; you faintly here, fading behind the camera-] Hermana, I'm sorry for everything...

[Yes, Soma is chasing a little white-haired three year old down the hallway.]

[The kid's doing a pretty good job outstripping him, too - Just lookit those little legs go!]

[Video responses will be much later, after he's finally gotten his Blackberry back.]

[Video]

Jun. 27th, 2011 08:56 pm
[identity profile] 100deaths-a-day.livejournal.com
[There's a green-eyed, blonde-haired kid attached to his hip, giggling. Dean's smiling, and looking very happy. He's great with kids, and he looks completely in his element here.]

...If any of you need any help with your kids, let me know.

[there's a pause, and he takes a breath.] If any of you don't want them... [his face makes it clear he finds the idea unthinkable, but he won't have kids not being looked after because someone doesn't want them. He knows it (and worse) happens, after all. He imagines that it could be a prooblem with kids that just appear out of thin air.] ...I'll look after them for you.
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[personal profile] deeplymeaningless

[The Manor is back, Ryuutaro hasn't found himself a child parent and there's not much to do.  As a result of that the boy has found himself in the kitchen, starting to randomly cook something.
He liked doing that, but there weren't lots of oppurtunities in his world, as he wasn't living in a house and therefore had no kitchen.
Right now he'´s finished some
Mitarashi-Dango and is making variations of the obligatory Onigiri. And yes. He's wearing an apron. But only a plain white one.
Anyone close to the kitchen is absolutly free to bother him.]


[identity profile] lone-defender.livejournal.com


[In the comparative chaos of most of the feeds in the manor, the one which flickered onto Rose was...relatively peaceful. Very peaceful, in fact. Rose simply sat in a chair, one hand on her chin, and watched an infant with an intensely thoughtful expression, which she rocked in her other arm. It was quite young, still small enough to be held snugly in one arm, and appeared to be sleeping. At times, the infant would scrunch its face and whimper, and most often Rose would shift and adjust the angle of her grip on it. Sometimes it would only make faint squeaks and fidget.

Aside from the sounds of the infant, the audio might well have been disabled.]
[identity profile] 1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com

[The feed comes on (as it so often does) without Elphaba's knowledge, showing her laying on her bed with a pillow over her head. Evidently, she's attempting to block out the screaming cries of the one year old in the cot across the room]

Shut up..shut up shut up shut up.......

[Throwing the pillow to the side, she gets to her feet and grabs up the small green child]

What?? What do you want?!

[It's around this point she realises what's wrong; she had assumed that the green skin was the only thing the Author had given the kid,but apparently not. It was only crying now because it's cheeks are red and sore from where the tears had started taking effect. Slowly, her expression softens, and she (awkwardly at first) carries the crying child a little more lovingly as she walks out into the corridor, towards the bathrooms]

It had to be a baby...just HAD to be...
 


[identity profile] mei-tantei.livejournal.com
[the video, at first is hard to take as the camera is being shaken all over the place, and then, suddenly- in the back ground-]

O-Oi! That's not yours! Give it here.

[The Detective of the east comes on screen long enough to turn the device off- haven't seen him in a awhile, have you?]
[identity profile] 11-sies.livejournal.com
[The Doctor's door is open as it usually is- the TARDIS doors aren't open but they're also not locked- so you can probably hear some weird humming if you're walking by. He's just doing a bit of tinkering and has left his little two year old on a chair- too bad he has NO intention of staying there]

Can't reach it!

[The Doctor comes out from beneath the console to see what the kid was after- the molecular woozit and to get himself up there the was about to pull the splitzer lever- nasty combination really]

Of course you can't reach it! You're not supposed to reach it- now go and sit in the chair until I'm done- then we can get ice cream.

But I want it!

You pull that, and you blow us all up- you still want it?

[The toddler thinks for a moment]

Yes.

Oi. [But, nothing to worry about- The Doctor is pulling the kid away from the console and sticking him back on the chair.] Now, stay there until I'm done.

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