Mary Winchester | 10 | [Action/Video]

[was_a_hunter]

[Cold. That was the first thing that registered to Mary. Cold and that she was somehow on the floor. Blinking slowly, she let the world come into focus...this wasn't the manor. Sitting up, she glanced around the room; it looked like...a butcher shop? Standing slowly, Mary knew that after the last plot with the angels, this wasn't going to be a cake walk. If anything, it would probably be hell.

First things first. Find out if everyone else was okay and if they had any idea of where they were. Using the elastic band on her wrist, she pulled her long hair back into a ponytail. If this was anything like the plot with the zombies, she'd be needing to concentrate as much as she could. Pulling her blackberry out, she switched it to video function.]

I think it's clear that we're not at the manor anymore. If anyone has any idea of where we are, now's the time to come out and say it. I'd also like to know if anyone's hurt; until this is resolved, there would be safety in numbers. So please, if you're alone, give someone an idea of where you are so that we can make sure to get someone else with you as soon as possible.

001 Video [Backdated to Sunday before things go all Silent Hill]

[batgirlsteph.livejournal.com]

[When the feed starts there's a closeup of a young woman's face. There's a mask covering the top half of her head, but her eyes can still be seen, not that they're particularly visible from this angle. She seems to be holding the phone up much like one would a radio.] Um… Hey? O? You there?

[There's a pause while she waits for a familiar voice to answer her. Since there isn't a response she keeps talking, pulling the phone a little further away from her face. Now anybody watching will be able to see what's visible of her face and the blonde hair spilling from the back of her mask.] Okay. Sooo. I woke up in this room this morning. And it looks kind of like my room. I mean… some of my things are here, but it's not my room. It's kind of creepy. Actually… make that very creepy.

If whoever kidnapped me and brought me here is listening, I am so going to make you pay. [She pauses for a second.] Although if you're enough of a stalker to know what my bedroom looks like, you probably are listening. Also? There's something wrong with you.

Video

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

[The video feed comes on and it's clear Zarbon is not happy like that's a surprise. He gets close to the screen and issues a threat.]

There had better be a structure of some sort during this latest "adventure". I am not sleeping outside again, much less in a place like this.

[He moves back and flips him braid over his shoulder.]

If anyone has come across the current location of the manor, I demand that you inform me.

[He crosses his arms.]

Well? Is anyone there?

007 ♀ Video

[ursokinky.livejournal.com]

[Catherine had woken up in what appeared to be a church. It was something she always hated religion, they don't understand her kind, why she does what she does, they don't get that it is to make the world better in it's own right. Although she was only helping on a whim, so much a succubus can do without getting bored. Her fingers traced an outline of a religious object, her faces unimpressed with it, hating it, just like she was certain they would hate her, after all her kind were like demons and the things this type of thing despised. 

She smiled slightly as she knocked it to the floor, giggling as it fell and hit the floor with a thud.]

Oops, guess I must be a little clumsy.

[Her fingers soon went up to her lips, that small smirk like smile still placed firmly upon it as she continued to walk around, knocking something off every so often by 'accident.' It was a moment or two before she heard a noise coming from behind her. Slowly turning her head around she saw that no one was there.]

Hello? Anyone?

[She sighed, continuing her walk as this time something was watching her and her face clearly showed that she didn't like it one bit.]

Okay, this isn't very funny now, please come out before I make you!

[She looked more annoyed as there was movement once more. Upon looking at whatever was in front of her, her face soon turned to shock as she dropped her BlackBerry, switching it off.]

Ribbet #5 | Video

[top-magician26.livejournal.com]

[Fran's walking around the foggy town with his usual blank expression.]

Ah, this place is really creepy.

[At first, he believes it to be an illusion produced by the pineapple headed idiot to scare the rest of the manor since it's Halloween, but it isn't giving off the vibe of an illusion. Fran isn't getting scared, oh no....well, at least he's not showing that he's scared.]

[video] (and with this, I'm going to go hide a while /)___(\ )

[100deaths-a-day.livejournal.com]

[The device is fumbled with, his hands and arms are still shaking. The angle shows his arm - while he was able to (just) reach his comm, he is restrained) and him with a confused look on his face.]

H-how... [He pulls against the restraint with his arm, but his strength, even the extra that the hell flavouring on his soul gives him, is wavering at the moment. Being electrocuted can do that to you, I guess.]

I... where am I? Is anyone listening to thi... Can you hear me?

I can't remember how I got here... [He gives it another tug, but again the restraint holds] ...Like this.

Eighteenth Position •~• Nina •~• [In person]

[en-pointe-wings.livejournal.com]

[After waking up what seemed to be an ordinary store, Nina is anything but relaxed and happy as she wanders outside. She pulls her cardigan around her tightly as she starts walking. Her steps are slow as she looks around the place. She has no idea where they arethis week, but since it's nearly Halloween, she's pretty quick to figure out that they won't be in for an easy ride.]


((So THIS is what a Nina post looks like..*o* - I haven't posted or tagged with her in ages XD So please, come poke her or help her or w/e :Dd))

01- Video

[decadetooearly.livejournal.com]

[The feed comes to life to show a young boy with glasses made dusty by the building he's woken up in. He doesn't particularly seem to care about the dust, though, instead glancing around as though someone might pop out from the shadows any moment.]

Hello?... Um, I'm not sure where I am, but it's really dark and scary and I don't know where my friends went... [He takes his glasses off, wipes them with his shirt and hurriedly returns them to his face.] And nobody else is around! Are we playing a game? It's not a very fun one... I don't like it.

[Tenatively:] Ran-neechan? Kogoro-ojiisan?

[And now he'll leave the Blackberry on video as he waits for someone to fill him in.]

Cherry Bomb 33 ♦ Nice ♦ [Video]

[fuses-n-scars.livejournal.com]

[After spawning waking up in what appears to be a strip club of some description, although amused, Nice is aware that everything is not as it seems. Making her way outside, she takes a seat on the ground, pulling a knee up to her chest and resting an arm on it as her blackberry turns on. Stuck without a jacket of any description, she hides the fact that she's cold from the network rather splendidly]

Well ain't this a jolly place..Anyone any ideas where we are?

action; 01

[atthemercyof]

[ He’s slumped over on a bench, his shoulders hunched in against the chill, mind frantically trying to piece together something half forgotten as he wakes. Erik opens his eyes, grey meeting a strange land for the first time. He doesn’t even remember falling asleep, and that should worry him, but it’s nothing compared to what he sees. The fog is thick and rolling, a chill coating the back of his neck, a tingle shooting down his spine and he is foolishly happy for the helmet for a moment. It offers a kind of protective balm to the feeling sparking up his insides. Dread.

Erik pushes himself to his feet immediately, extending his power to drown out the shaking in his stomach. He can sense the metal in the town, and it quells some of the immediacy of his fear. Exhaling slowly, breath a cloud in front of his face, he pulls himself together by inches, ignores the shapes skittering through the fog. It’s in his mind, it has to be, some frail, human moment of panic that he forces down.

Turning on his heel is easy, eyes catching on the construction behind him. An amusement park. He has never seen one before, never once ventured into lurid bright lights and the sickly, sweet smell of it all, but he knows they aren’t supposed to come with a nauseating sense of panic.

And yet - there’s something in it, a particular vibration along metal that means something to Erik. He just can’t figure out what.

Which means he’s going to have to go in. ]

✟ Tenth Wink - [ Video || Action ] - Let me Nurse your wounds

[misamisa-dn.livejournal.com]

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[ Misa doesn't remember committing suicide --- nor does she remember ever leaving the manor. So right now, she was very confused that she just woke up one morning wearing a nurse uniform. Another strange thing she noticed was that when she accidentally cut her finger, she knew exactly what to do.

The regular Misa wouldn't know how to dress the wound. So when she finished and began admiring her own handiwork, she knew that something was definitely wrong. Since Misa thinks that it is still JULY she doesn't know what all this means. So the first thing she does was get her communicator.

The feed started with the blonde idol frowning with one hand on her hip. She was not happy. Very not happy. But at least there was life back in her eyes. They were different from the lifeless eyes that used to stare at people after Light disappeared from the manor. ]

Hey! What is going on here?!

Who... took off Misa's clothes and made me wear ---- this tacky thing?

[ She directs the camera to her closet --- and revealed that all her clothes were exchanged for 'tacky' nurse uniforms. She also tries to take off the nurse cap on her head, but it simply wouldn't. It was stuck. ] Misa's cute clothes are gone!

---and Misa can tell the difference between a femur and a humerus!

[ She suddenly screams and stomped her foot. ] Misa doesn't care! Misa wants to be cute again!