[identity profile] nuitdushasseur.livejournal.com
[Vincent is curled up asleep in the middle of the floor in the great hall; his hair's cut short, and he's wearing something white that seems unsure if it's a frilly nightshirt or somewhat plain dress.]

[It's almost like he just kind-of passed out in the middle of going somewhere, all comfy and peaceful despite being on the floor...]

[Disturb?]


[OOC: yes, he does still have Dormouse - it's bound to a pendant, not his body.]
[identity profile] ec-10offender.livejournal.com
While I'm credibly pleased to see that my clothes no longer disappear, would anyone care to explain why there is a man in my room? I am not in any particular mood to deal with more hostile men.
[identity profile] ec-10offender.livejournal.com
[John sits on his bed, trying his best to stay out of the sunlight pouring in his window. He's done some handwaved experience with the vampire clothes and let's just say he doesn't like it. It's now day 5 without his Prozium and he is in full control of his emotions. He is not happy. He's been holed up crying and it looks like it, his eyes are rimmed red and puffy.]

I just want...to apologize to the people I threatened and attempted to hurt. Most importantly Elphaba. I should not have attacked you... I apologize for the lateness in this apology...I have been thinking.

[John toys with his remaining vial of Prozium before dropping it to the floor and crushing it beneath his heel. His ankle wanders into a sun beam and the exposed part of his pants disappears, showing off smooth pale leg skin. Yummy.]

I think that if we covered our windows with blankets...we might be able to at least stay in our rooms for this...until it ends.
[identity profile] lastredwitch.livejournal.com
[There is a slightly irritated looking redheaded girl on screen. She only looks irritated for a moment before her face relaxes slightly, and after that, only a well trained eye would catch the slight narrowing of her eyes and the forced calmness off her breathing.]

I see that I've been drawn back into this situation again. I had thought that I would be free of this place when I arrived home. It seems it was only temporary.

[arms folded, she studies the blackberry rather intently before looking at the window for a moment and back again.]

Nakamori-san. Kuroba-san. Hakuba-san. Are you all still present? I would be pleased if you could tell me what I can expect from this place currently; it seems that I'm slightly out of the loop. [her irritation flashes up again clearly for a moment, in the way her fingers tap on her arms and the ever so slightly irate note in her voice before she ends the feed.]
[identity profile] ec-10offender.livejournal.com
[Have an emotionless, unfeeling supercop. He is sitting on his bed totally calm.]

Where am I? I have children to take care of and a job to do. I don't want to be questioned for very long as my son is due home from school any time now. What is the nature of your business and why are we not at headquarters? Are you Father?
[identity profile] weaponizedblood.livejournal.com
[The video shows a terrified looking...Crona? The person in the video has black hair and dark eyes, but besides that the figure is definitely Crona. He holds the blackberry in shaking hands]

I...I don't kn-know what's g-g-going on. I...I think th-there's something wrong with me! R-Ragnarok h-he...I c-can't....

[Crona swallows and stares downward.]

I-I'm sorry f-for d-disturbing e-everyone. C-coward. I'm a coward.

[He ends the feed]
[identity profile] abluechild.livejournal.com
Thank Goodness that's all over. [you all know what she's talking about]

Hakuba-kun, Kaito. I know guys weren't eating healthy last week- So get down to the dinning room. Now.

To anyone else that didn't eat a whole lot last week- there should be plenty if you want some- it's just chicken and dumplings-I think is what it's called- I read the recipe in a recipe book and thought I should try it-[since it's not fish based :D] I think it turned out okay.

((ooc: Aoko has prepared chicken and dumplings. and she is quite the little chef- so be prepared to fall in love with her cooking :Db))
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[personal profile] stalking_horse
[Dated to just after B's capture/something being arranged for a holding cell...]

[He's got the Blackberry intentionally set so that he's visible along with whoever of the team is still around visible in the background; as composed and controlled as he is, he's short most of a week's worth of sleep and it's starting to show.]

At {MUN FUDGE! Insert exact time here. To the second. Goddamn OCD boy.}, the serial killer, B, was apprehended. We have him contained to ensure there won't be any further victims.

We're going to have to fix things, not only to decide what to do with him now without relying on our captor, but to improve the situation here for everyone trapped in this box - without it descending into petty bickering and being at each other's throats.

Whatever we do, we cannot turn to the Author anymore; her only concern is dramatics, and she'll override anything we do for her own whims... it has to be something we do for ourselves.
stalking_horse: (What ╫ If I say I'll never surrender?)
[personal profile] stalking_horse
Via Emma, to the rest of the investigations team as outlined in the OOC post )


B's Hideouts - OOC notes! )

[OOC Notes: This will be the post for chasing B! A minute after if there's no backtalk, the specific orders will go out - they'll each be individual tags, but everyone will hear what the other's assignments are. Use them as the category-headers that'd normally be up; there's free godmod rights on Soma's tracking going through finding B's hideouts, so those can be opened/watched etc. whether B's there or not.]
[identity profile] holy-pickle.livejournal.com
[The feed starts on the ground showing Dende's feet. He walks away towards the bookshelves in his room with a couple of old books. He spends the next 10 minutes organizing his shelf obsessively, though it doesn't seem to need it. The shelves are so neat and well lined up it almost seems like it's a fake shelf. He steps back and looks it over for a second before taking another book out. He starts pacing back and forth with it for a moment before going back to his bookshelf and reorganizing it again.

He brings another couple of books to the table and notices the Blackberry on the floor. With a shaking hand he picks it up and fumbles with it for a moment, too anxious to actually turn it off at first. Letting out a small cuss in his native tongue, and finally terminates the feed, clearly not his usual chipper self, as he didn't even bother to offer a greeting.
]
[identity profile] mei-tantei.livejournal.com
Maybe your inability to leave us to our job is a result of boredom- so here's a riddle for you to solve.

When you think you have the answer lock it in a reply to this.


If you wear glasses in a light rain and run from the door to your vehicle the inside of your glasses will get wet while the outside is relatively dry-- explain why this happens.
[identity profile] the2nd-kira.livejournal.com
[ Audio || Public ]


What is going on? Why are people dying?


Misa's scared.


I don't want to be alone.


[ Text || To Light || 100% Unhackable ]


Light? Please?

I know you said we shouldn't see each other too much, but I really don't want to be alone. It's really scary.

Can't I stay with you?
[identity profile] last-dracula.livejournal.com
[He's back to normal, grinning like an idiot, and is out in the woods, though you can see the bonfires back through the trees behind him, enough to place about where he is.]

So, while we're at this breaking things business...

Anybody with powers wanna help me see how much the barrier can take?
[identity profile] kingroadie.livejournal.com
[There is a audible click as the feed turns on. The blackberry set up intentionally from the looks of it as Eddie sips from a very tiny tea cup. Expression relatively neutral as he leans back into the chair he’s settled in. He nodding at Ophelia, the drowned woman settled across from.] Been a shitty couple of weeks hasn’t it? Okay- not weeks, past year or so has been pretty shitty. [His tone is conversational at best.]

Past year for you has been shitty, Darling. [She was trying to be sweet., she really was. After all, she did get punished essentially for being what she was. A BLUH BLUH HUGE BITCH.] I wonder what exactly we’re supposed to be doing with ourselves here. I honestly feel more like a teenager sent to her room then the Lady of the Drowning Doom.

Not an IC cut )
[identity profile] last-dracula.livejournal.com
[Soma is in the kitchen, sitting at the small table, leaning pensively over a barely-touched cup of tea. People who've met him before might notice something seems off - like his features are a little sharper... his eyes have gone slitted bright crimson... and the fangs are a permanent fixture.]

[Nevermind that he's being unnaturally calm and controlled, grumpily unhappy, or that the aura is both less gratingly obvious, yet slightly more imposing - not so much the "HEY PREDATOR", as "Dominant and dangerous".]


[OOC Note: Soma did, indeed have his face stolen...]

[And with Soma's will no longer holding him back, Matthias/Dracula came out, and fared much better at politely excusing himself from Koh's presence - poke all you like, Soma's not in right now.]

[While he isn't generally randomly violent, he is still a potential "approach at own risk"; remember, he hates all humanity and hasn't "eaten" in years.]
[identity profile] abluechild.livejournal.com
[Aoko is happily humming while she sweeps the entrance hall for the time being it’s keeping her happy as she has something to keep her focus on]

[Kaito meanwhile is wandering the halls minding his own business when he spots Aoko as he nears the entrance hall. He pauses and then rather than walking up to her, hides behind a corner for a moment, watching her.

Up to something? Him? whatever gave you that idea?]

[Aoko remains completely oblivious to this a merely continues her sweeping.]

[Nothing happens for a moment and then....

Suddenly a breeze comes out of nowhere and blows Aoko's skirt up!]

[sdlkfjlksjafslkjsdf She shrieks as she furiously tries to flatten her skirt back down--and then her gaze starts shifting around the room]

KAITO! I know you’re in here!


[There is snickering, but it's a bit hard to tell where it's coming from.]

[You are so dead mister! Aoko is storming over to check behind the drapes--which is of course the wrong place to look-yes, yes she does have a broom dragging behind her.]

Just come out, already!


What are you looking behind there for?

[And that's Kaito's voice right behind Aoko.] Jeez, like I'd hide in a place that obvious.

[skldjflkasjfsadf Aoko jumps and then turns sharply to face and try and beat her best friend with that broom she has there]

You pervert!


[And off he goes, dodging that broom!] Aw, but you were wearing stockings this time!

[And here she goes chasing after him- wielding that broom like a pro]

Don’t you say ‘aw’ that’s none of your business!


I'm just saying there's no need to get so mad about it! [And there they go tearing off down the hall. Might want to watch out for them.]


((ooc: blue = Aoko Black = Kaito

Feel free to get run over, try and stop them, get nearly run over, what have you))
[identity profile] a-damned-liar.livejournal.com
[[Private to Minatsuki]]

Where are you?

[[Private to Aoko]]

Did you like your Christmas present?

[[Public]]

So, did I miss much by cutting class?
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[personal profile] inordertobelieve
To those who are in charge of the recent happenings:

I am not going to attend any lessons. These powers do not belong to me and I don't intend to learn to handle them. Therefore I assure you, that I won't do anything careless as I will not make use of them at all.
I think that won't be a problem for anybody.

Yours sincerly,
Teru Mikami

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