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nihilist-blade.livejournal.com

[a winged demonic figure stands up in the center of the room, looking VERY confused. Those in a close proximity with feel and extremely crushing pressure, but it won't last long. He pulls a hilt followed by a sword from his body and his visage suddenly becomes more human. He continues to look around before discovering the blackberry. He's deathly pale, with surprisingly green eyes and considering the situation he's looking surprisingly calm.]

....Peculiar.

[Assuming humans won't be able to see him he him and opens a black rift and steps through it. It closes behind him... and not a moment later it opens again and he steps back into the room looking none-too-happy.... but then again he never really looked happy to begin with.]

..........

1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com

[Due to the weather being so awful recently, Elphaba had occupied herself by exploring the resort. Overall, she thought the whole theme was kind of cheesy, but it was better than nothing. Eventually, she stumbled across what looked like a lab of sorts, with a few faceless scientists wandering around, albeit a little aimlessly. Stepping down into the lab itself, she's drawn to a table in the middle of the room, with robotic arms moving something in the centre. As the scientist in front moves out of the way, she see's it a collection of 10 or 11 eggs, all slightly bigger than an ostrich's.

Reaching out to touch one, she recoils her hand suddenly when it shudders gently. She looks to one of the staff members to do something, but they don't seem to care either way. So, ever so slightly nervous (but overwhelmingly curious), she watches as the egg shakes a little more, before a crater appears through the shell. The crater soon becomes a fractur, and within a minute or so that becomes a large crack. As the baby starts emerging, Elphaba looks around to find some gloves - since the staff were wearing them, she figured she should to. Finding some, she pulls them on, before leaning down to see just what was hatching. Picking a large piece of shell off of the tiny creatures head, she smiles hesitantly as wide yellow eyes stare up at her]

..Hi..I guess...

((I know, I know - original, YES? 8D - I saw this movie recently and figured this scene was too epic not to repeat. Open to all, as always - WHO WANTS TO BE THE BABY DADDY??))

andsuddenlydynamite

[Hayato wandered into some fancy-ass dining hall completely drenched. He had been aimlessly wandering around in a sulky mood. The battle had already taken place in his world, and he had probably been labeled as a coward and a deserter if the Vongola family had even lived. He sighed and took over his wet collared shirt and slung it over his arm. He's strapped from head to toe with his dynamite, though his cigarettes were wet and wouldn't light much to his irritation. He hadn't cared about getting wet at first so he had remained outside a bit longer then he should have, which he ended up regretting.

Wandering further into the room he freezes and stares at the piano sitting idly in the front of the room. He scoffs and walks over to it. Figures they would have something like this here so some jackass could play for a bunch of pricks. ~~Well here comes the jackass.~~ Without much thought he sits down at the piano, staring down at the keys. He takes his blackberry out and places it next to him, giving it a good hard stare. It was off. Nothing was touching it. There was NO POSSIBLE WAY FOR IT TO TURN ON. He holds his hands out over the keys, then gives one more stare at the blackberry. Still off. Good. He turns back to the piano satisfied that the blackberry would remain off.

...and oh hey guess what just turned on the video feed?

Hayato's hands tremble over the keys for a moment. clearly something about playing has him scared, he starts off shakily with a few clumsy awkward notes, then after a deep breath goes into this. He quickly loses himself in the music, moving with it as he plays, even going as far as to smile a bit as he plays. Although he's probably hitting some of the notes with a bit of excess force.

Still, he had been hailed as a prodigy even when he was eight...]

imatrollmon.livejournal.com

[There's a crunch and the video feed cuts on to the inside of a mouth. When the face pulls away there's a a visage of a tusked blue behemoth on the screen, looking utterly perplexed. and after giving a sniff he tosses the slobbery thing off to the side. The room shown is very primitive and tribal looking, housing odd beaded feathered little knickknacks, also there are no shortages of skulls, and the occasional shrunken head... and probably many more things your average sane person doesn't want to know about.]

Now, where be Vol'Jin... dis be some trick of dem's alliance scum?

[His old raspy voice can be easily picked up by the blackberry, despite it's place on the floor. He bends down sniffing then feeling the ground. He finding his bow under the bed he takes it, feeling much more comfortable]

No, dis be no trick of dems human's... Dis be some powerful voodoo dat brought old Vol'Jin here...

[He stands up straight to crack his back, and bumps his head on the ceiling. He rubs his head. Grumbling he heads out the door leaving the device behind]

[OOC:Since he's so primitive, if he hears the blackberry speaking his first reaction will probably be to kill it, so in person is probably the way to go with him XD]

moar-food-plz.livejournal.com

[ One would think that when waking up in some unfamiliar bed, in some unfamiliar manor, that they'd be a little more concerned as to how they got there... and why. Mostly why. But not for Goku. No. When the man wakes up, he wakes up hungry. So the first and only thing on his mind right now is... ]

Huh. I wonder where the kitchen is in this place.

[ Don't mind this guy roaming around. He'll find food eventually. But there is something a little weird about this place.... ]

What's with all the kids...?

[ Yeah, that's a little strange. But other then that, he doesn't seem too put off by being here. He just wants a snack. ]

the2nd-kira.livejournal.com

[ Misa had a secret. Not many people outside the entertainment industry knew this. The feed opens with a young girl--- about 9 or 10 years old, standing in front of a full length mirror. For those who visited Misa's room before, they might recognize the room belonging to her. But the girl in front of the mirror was not the Misa Amane they know.

The girl is cute. That is the first thing people will notice, but her hair was dark brown and not blonde. The young girl is pinching her cheeks and staring at herself in the mirror disbelievingly. Her hands were shaking as she began touching her hair and then tugging on her pigtails. ]

This is a lie...

[ She began blinking, like she was trying to wake herself up from a dream. But each time she opened her eyes. It still remained the same. ]

WHY IS MISA IN THIS BODY?!

[ Meet Misa Amane at ten years old. She has brown hair and eyes, but a mix of the cute features of the Japanese and the milky white skin of her foreigner father. After she decided to join the entertainment industry, she dyed her hair blond and wore contacts often. Now, she looks down at her legs and lack of womanly body, then pouts. ]

MISA IS NOT SEXY AT ALL!

outlandlioness.livejournal.com

_{[Oh shit there is an angry lion cub in the halls, trying to roar up a storm, but only managing a squeaky]}

WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS! FIRST I HAVE TO WATCH MY SON BE KILLED BY THE TRAITOR AND ONCE MORE I AM A CHILD! WHAT SORCERY IS THIS?

_{[Zira swats at curtains petulantly, her claws extended]}

When I find whoever did this to me, I will kill you.

saiyanascension.livejournal.com

_{[ Here's kid Vegeta playing around on his device. He just woke up and his all messy-haired and morning-scowl-faced. He rubs his face while looking into the camera, not seeming to notice that it's on. He notices his hand is a lot smaller than it should be and he looks at it with wide eyes. He blinks hard a few times before panicking. ]}

WHAT THE HELL?!

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?

_{[ He drops the device and runs off to the bathroom to look at himself in the mirror. You can hear the pitter patter of his feets. Cuuuuuute!

He comes back and picks up the device. Angry Vegeta child is ANGRY. ]}

WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA! I'M... A CHILD!

I... I'm... What's happening!? How.. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!?

I DEMAND AN ANSWER! NOW!

andsuddenlydynamite

[The feeds starts at a downward angle, as though it's on a counter, next to it is a pile of rather junkie food. There's a kid who is pretty bandaged up talking to a vendor behind the counter in perfect Italian. He asks the vendor something, who turns around to the merchandise behind him. The second his back is turned, the boy reaches up and grabs a few back of cigarettes from the shelf overhead and quickly slips them in his pocket while the man's back is turned. He starts ringing up the items, but the second the drawer pops open there's a loud bang and suddenly the screen is clouded. There's some rustling and shouting and the screen becomes clear again as the boy runs out of the store, with is enveloped by smoke. He jumps on a boat sitting in the middle of a narrow canal using his momentum to guide him to the opposite side and continues running down the alleys.

Day one and he's already robbed a convenience store.]

the2nd-kira.livejournal.com

Ha-chan!

Ha-chan, someone here needs a doctor!

[ This post is because of this. Ha-chan is what she calls 'Hattori Sohma.' She has the tendency to give people ridiculous nicknames. ]

A Mister... Donuts grapefruit juicing zombie markers needs help!

He stubbed his toe and it hurts a lot!

[ This is Misa trying to help. Light told her not to attract attention, but Misa isn't really good at that. ]

mr-plot-bunny.livejournal.com

[The feed comes on in the early hours of Tuesday morning, to a nice view of the sunrise behind the hutch.]

This thing on?

[The bunny's face appears as the camera tilts downward.]

Looks like I'm a little late. Oops. [It doesn't sound very apologetic.] Nothin' big this week, really - I don't even see why it's that big a deal.

Unless you're really self-conscious.

You might want to watch where you're hiding if you reaaaally want to get away from it ... all that noise week before last might've damaged something. Can't depend on anything around here. [Okay, so maybe the riots did succeed in annoying SOMEONE around the Author.]

Oh, and you. The two of you. You know who you are. [He leans in to fix the camera with a nice, close-up glare.] I've got my eye on you.

catgirlsadist.livejournal.com

[The video feed flickers on, revealing the puzzled face of a pale, pretty young catgirl with big teal eyes, velvety beige cat ears, and a bouncy auburn bob. She's in a bright, sunny room with orange walls, posters plastered all over them and recording equipment piled in the corner. She squints at the screen and leans in, only her head and neck visible.]

Is this thing on? Whose is this?

[She appears puzzled for a few moments.]

…some guy’s? Was I at the bar last night? [She cups the side of her head and checks her appearance in the blackberry.] No splitting headache, no bloodshot eyes – doesn’t seem like I’m hungover… and… [she glances around the room] …this is too me to be a stranger’s room, isn’t it? With posters of the Makai Tournament and recording equipment?

…so I didn’t go home with someone from a bar… or even go to a bar for that matter… [She frowns, toying with an unpleasant idea. In a sudden facial contortion she appears resigned and fairly annoyed.] Okay, I get it. Kidnapping, crazed fan. Look, people will be looking for me. That door better not be locked.

[She glares into the blackberry before shaking her head and wondering why she’s talking to a piece of machinery.] Damn, I’m such a weirdo. Alright, let’s see… I’ll tell Mr. Psycho Fan that I won’t press charges if he lets me go…

[She tilts her head, curious, and a bare shoulder jerks up into the video window, making it apparent that her clothes are... well... not there, but whether she realizes this yet or not remains to be seen.] Is anyone watching this? I'm not sure how to work this thing...

lone-defender.livejournal.com

[Traveling with the Doctor, it is all but a physical impossibility to experience a truly boring or dull day. One would think, throughout the universe, there were boring days aplenty...but in Rose's experience, the TARDIS seemed only to zoom in on the really interesting ones.

Torchwood is proof that's exactly what the TARDIS did, because it is fully capable of mind-numbingly boring days, and even as a field agent there are days full of nothing but paperwork.

Today is not one of the boring days. There are rifts erupting all over London and swallowing groups of people, and no one can quite pinpoint why. One of the scientists holed up in the lab has a theory, though, and that's why she's out today instead of at the Tower trying to find answers. There's a disturbance in a part of the city that the tech thinks is the prelude to a rift, and they want devices monitoring it. She's volunteered to be the one to do it just to get a look at the rift to see if she can suss it out.

...Unfortunately, the estimation of the Torchwood scientist is off. The rift, when it opens is right on top of where she's stationed across the street. She's just able to radio for help and glimpse the dark maw of the rift's innards before everything cuts out.

And she awakes with a start in a bed that's certainly not her own. She's still dressed properly, so the disorientation doesn't last too long. It's clear that somehow the rift has connected her to another point in space--or another point in time, but she's hoping it's just space at this point.

If that's so, that meant that the other people who vanished might have been brought here too...and if someone's behind this, they might just be around here as well. So, with a brief glance about the room she's in and a note to come back and explore it later, she makes her way out to explore the rest of the house and find anyone else who might have been swept up by the rogue rifts.]

Current Mood: surprised

sands-in-mexico.livejournal.com

[Sheldon has an MP3 player in the pocket of his jeans as he starts making something in the kitchen. Ever since his death, he's been a lot more visible than he used to be. And being in the kitchen to conquer his fears was the best thing for him.

He's singing along to a song that's on his playlist while using the spoon as a "microphone". The lyrics are silly and his tone was very on key. Despite that he says he's a bad singer, he's certainly not.]

( Don't download this song. )

[The best part of all of this nonsense is that he's not bothered if anyone sees him as he makes his puerco pibil for the entire manor and not just for himself along with refried beans, Spanish rice, tortillas and cheese enchiladas and to go with it handmade pico de gillo and salsa verde. It's a full dinner course that he enjoys doing and it shows. He's actually a damn good cook if he sets his mind to it and this is rare so enjoy it while it's there.]

Current Mood: artistic

featherdrequiem.livejournal.com

[Kuja hadn't liked this week one bit. He was reduced to a regular human, a very pretty human, but, ultimately useless. His once lavender silver hair had become platinum blonde, no sign of a tail or the feathers in his hair. It bothered him greatly, this was the second time the Hack writer had messed with his appearance. But worst of all.. now that Eddie had disappeared, really been written out like he said he would be, he lacked his moral compass. He didn't know what to do with himself. If he had his powers he'd set about stirring up trouble, cause more glorious havoc upon the residents just to hear the melody of their screams.]

Hmph.

[Despite being able to do very little.. he can't help but walk past a vase, and as he does so, backhand it. Sending it crashing to the floor. Thankfully he misses a shard going into his foot, but staring at the china vase in pieces he begins to find himself mulling things over. Eddie would have told him to help the others, take a stand against the Author..But... Perhaps this performance would be much more entertaining for himself, if there was more than one role for the 'protagonists' to hate? Death itself, held no fear here. If you died you simply returned. But he'd always been a capricious sort of being. If the means by death and suffering were to become even more sporadic and whimsical... Perhaps things would become much more interesting. Heroes needed a villain to fight, a common goal, something to constantly bring them together - The Author, was no longer enough.]

Current Mood: contemplative

picklesgonewild.livejournal.com

[Piccolo hadn't taken kindly to the disease he called humanity. In an attempt to rid himself of it, he decided the best course of action was to pretend it wasn't there and take out all his aggressions on the surrounding trees. Well it seems that the trees finally got their revenge because for once it was Piccolo who looked worse for wear and not the trees.

He's standing in his usual clearing. Still unusually tall for a human, and quite muscular he appears to be about his early 20's. Though his ears tapered off to a slight point, and while no where near as prominent his large canines and claws remained. The skin on his knuckles had been shredded by his training, and he was shivering something fierce being outside in only his gi. But he was still determined to punch the living crap out of that tree.

After a few more minutes of tree punching he allows himself a rest, sitting it the base of the tree next to the blackberry. The snow felt good on his raw knuckles, but that nice little discovery was cut should by the audible grumbling of his stomach. Pretending to still be Namekian meant that he was hell bent on not eating. It doesn't take him long to notice the blinking light on his blackberry, he growl at it and pegged it against a nearby tree. But it didn't break like he had hoped, but the screen had cracked. Giving up for the day he just slumps over onto his side, exhausted]

stalking_horse

[He's on the move as he posts, running down the hall towards Apollo's room.]

Another murder - Apollo, in his room!

inordertobelieve

[What's this? Mikami is upset enough to make a voice-post insteadt of text? This must be seriously affecting him. Not like you would know though, because his voice is serious as usual. You might hear a tiny bit of his concern though]

If you are inexperienced in self-defense, please don't leave your room alone. The best choice would be to stay with someone else. Hopefully the killer won't be attacking whole groups of people.

As for those with fighting exeriences, who have not been taking part in the riot... If you could look after weaker people, it would be helping a lot.

If you are in danger, immediatly post a message on the network, so that people nearby can come and help you.

( Private to Light Yagami // 100% Unhackble )

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?

hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com

Ya know, I'm wonderin' now just how serious you dicks are takin' these cases. Maybe I should get myself one o' those fancy letters an' call myself one of ya. Yer not gonna solve this thing with bickerin'. Get yer act in gear an' stop pussyfootin'. Goddamn this gives me a headache.

-feed terminates-

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nihilist-blade.livejournal.com - release 001 || Ulquiorra Cifer || [accidental video/in person]
1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com - Spell 27 .: Elphaba :. [In person]
andsuddenlydynamite - 3rd bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [in person/video]
imatrollmon.livejournal.com - 1rst ritual || Vol'Jin || [Accidental video] [in person]
moar-food-plz.livejournal.com - Goku Time!! [action] oo1
the2nd-kira.livejournal.com - ✟ Fourth Wink - [ Video ] - Our Little Secret
outlandlioness.livejournal.com - Surprise Attack 1 Zira [Video]
saiyanascension.livejournal.com - Banana 3 ][ Vegeta ][ Video
andsuddenlydynamite - 1rst Bomb || Hayato Gokudera || Video/In Person
the2nd-kira.livejournal.com - ✟ Third Wink - [ Audio ] - Is there a doctor in the Manor?
mr-plot-bunny.livejournal.com - [Video] Silly people and your clothes.
catgirlsadist.livejournal.com - Match 1 // Not-So-Accidental Video
lone-defender.livejournal.com - First Leap - Rift - [action]
sands-in-mexico.livejournal.com - {12th Bullet} Okay, I get it, no midnight snacks. [In person]
featherdrequiem.livejournal.com - Fifteenth Act // I'll cast you a spell, a magic where everyone plays dead forever..[In Person]
picklesgonewild.livejournal.com - 22 Star Ball || Piccolo || [Video/in person]
stalking_horse - [Voice] [Locked - to Mello, Conan, Misora, Ichabod, Tom]
inordertobelieve - Teru Mikami ~3~ Disturbance [Voice]
the2nd-kira.livejournal.com - ✟ Second Wink - [ Audio || Text ] - Is it okay to be scared?
hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com - {11th Robbery} What the hell is this? [Audio]

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