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makerofimage.livejournal.com

[Willy stumbles out of bed and lumbers through the halls in his pjs. He's still thinking that he's back in the factory at this point unbeknownst that he was dreaming in his coma state.]

Charlie? Charlie? Why is the door not in its proper place?

[Of course, Charlie isn't going to answer so he yawns and stretches and nearly falls down the stairs as he rubs his eyes.]

Whoa! Who put these stairs here?

cuteuketwin.livejournal.com

[Kaoru is staring at a rather large tip. That said tip was in fact his room and he was sure as hell not cleaning it himself, he didn't even know how anyway... sort of. He remembered the one time when he and Hikaru got the whole group into trouble and cleaning was punishment, but right now he wasn't being punished so sure as hell wouldn't do it. So instead he picks up his blackberry and points it to the dirty room.]

Can someone come and clean this for me, please?

eugene-watson.livejournal.com

[The feed comes on with Eugene holding a clipboard and a pen and standing in the middle of the main encampment.]

Okay, I think we should take a head count for survivors. What I have gathered is that two are missing. Please respond so I can mark you as present.

[He's half expecting some snark in response but that's part of the job.]

populargoodness.livejournal.com

[As the video comes on, a rather delighted looking Glinda squeals with delight as she manages to get the video to work]

Hello out there fellow-

[She pauses for a moment. She would normally complete this thought with “Ozians” but that was hardly appropriate in this situation}

People! It’s a pleasure to meet you all! I’m just a smidge confused. This obviously isn’t Oz, so where in the name of goodness am I?

[She pauses to look around for a moment]

Not that I’m complaining, mind you. It’s just that I have lots of official business to tend to, and I can’t very well do that if I don’t know where I am.

[She waits a moment, investigating the device]

Well, hello? Is this thing even on? Oh, forget it!

[She cuts the feed]

scary-enough.livejournal.com

[Have the back of someone's head. The image is a little shaky, indicating that the occupant of the bed on which this particular Blackberry is resting has not long moved; possibly, it is this movement that triggered the video in the first place. After a couple of moments, the figure sits up and swings her legs over the side of the bed, oblivious to the fact that she's being recorded. From this angle, we can now see that she is wearing pyjamas and her hair is in two braids - clearly she intended to fall asleep, at least. As she stands up, it suddenly seems to dawn on her that something isn't quite right - this isn't her room. As far as she can tell, it isn't anyone's room so much as it is the kind of room she might stay in on holiday]

What the hell...?

[She wanders around the room, out of shot although she can still be heard opening and closing drawers and cupboards. Suddenly, she's back in shot as she snatches the Blackberry up from her pillow and stares at it.]

Whoever's at the other end of this thing, would you like to explain what's going on? Last I remember, I'd just got home from the hospital and was trying to avoid the "happy newlyweds". Now suddenly wake up in a completely different room. Does that mean I'm next? You started with Hanna and now you're going to pick us all off one by one? Or is this just another one of your mind games?

[Though she's clearly rattled, a defiant expression remains as she speaks - she's determined not to seem intimidated. With a frustrated huff, she ends the video]

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. ]

picklesgonewild.livejournal.com

[Piccolo waddled out of his room without much fanfare. Not that it looks like he could reach the doorknob, but hey, bless telekinesis. He was aware his abilities had been tweaked- trying to fly off of his bed had ended HORRIBLY. But no one had to see that, ha!

So he waddles his way down the hall on his way to go brood. Not particularly caring who say him in all of his fat glory because he could still probably laser the crap out of anyone who TRIED to make fun of him.

His plans for brooding are cut short when he's faced with his old nemesis again- the stairs.]

sunnuva bitch...

ec-10offender.livejournal.com

_{[Have a small serious John]}

I just want to say sorry to those who I offended while I was inebriated...I have been doing some thinking and I decided that it's best if people keep me away from alcohol. I'm assuming this child body is part of the story this week. It doesn't look like anything has gotten any smaller so if anyone needs any help, I'll do what I can.

saiyanascension.livejournal.com

_{[ OOC: Backdated to Monday! ]}

_{[ Vegeta is now outside and waiting for Kuja. He stood there, arms folded across his chest. In the sun, his clothes were gone. The other man was going to be naked as well, so his chances of feeling self conscious were low. As long as nobody interfered, he didn't care. ]}

Hmph. You better show up.

_{[ At least the sun felt nice. Better than being cooped up in that horrible manor. ]}

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.

saiyanascension.livejournal.com

_{[ Vegeta is messing with the blackberry in his room. He knows how these things work. He's the sex toy husband of the Owner of Capsule Corp. He's played with devices more advanced and stupidly difficult to use than this. His face is there, and it's narrow. Narrow eyes, angry mouth, wrinkled nose, furrowed brows, amazingly large forehead split by his widow's peak. Yes, it's all there, and it's unhappy to say the least. Vegeta is unimpressed and disapproves of this.. this... whatever this is. ]}

Trunks.

If this is another prank of yours...

I'm going to destroy you.

And if it's not...

Then the owner of this place had better show himself.

_{[ The feed cuts. He's maaaad. ]}

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?

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]

suck-it-up-guy.livejournal.com

[Cabin fever was a dangerous thing. Especially when it came to a certain Canadian. Since the announcement of B's arrest and capture, Wallace decided that hey, it was time to celebrate. All this doom and gloom needed shifting, and nothing broke the ice like a little bit of filthy humour. So he'd buried himself in the kitchen, (avoiding the dishwasher at all costs -- nngh corpses), and started baking. There was a batch of cookies already in the oven, but there was something.. a little off about the shaping and decorations of the already completed batch. The pilot for what he was about to do. Appearing on the network he grinned, not that outright annoying kind no one wants to see at a time like this, but it was assuring.]

Hey. We need some downtime and I've got just the idea. [Picking up a cookie, it's shape is ambiguous before it comes into focus. It's a boob biscuit, complete with icing and chocolate chip nipples. Because hey, to the general public boobs are more acceptable than peens, lord knows why.] I've got jugs, junk or butts, whatever floats your boat guys. Ya wann'em, they're in the kitchen with me.

Oh! and I've got a batch cooking now if you wanna decorate your own.

[He turns off the feed, content his job was done and turns to the iPod dock he'd dragged in from his room. Inappropriate music ahoy.]m

Current Mood: accomplished

picklesgonewild.livejournal.com

[Well because Piccolo is such an upstanding and active member of society he hasn't been paying a damn bit of attention of the murders going on. Why? Because he doesn't believe there's anyone dumb enough to go after him. So he's still strolling around like he owns the place.

After last weeks incidents, he wasn't quite in the mood to blow up the forest today. unfortunately that left him bored, and when he was bored he got destructive (go figure). Today's victim was the kitchen. Although it started at an attempt to be productive and figure out how the hell to make tea, it ended in a fuming Piccolo, a punched-in tea kettle and stove, and open boxes from the cabinet scattered everywhere.

Making tea's a royal bitch when you can't read the boxes.]

suck-it-up-guy.livejournal.com

[Wallace, or what is left of Wallace, is doubled over in the main halls. Once you get close to him you'll realise the worst part. He doesn't have a face. Non-responsive and just doing.. seemingly nothing. If he moves, there's no rhyme or reason for it. The first of the many victims of Koh.]

hunted-by-fbi.livejournal.com

[The video feed turns on to reveal a very thoughtful looking John with several stacks of money and a notebook on his desk in the background. He leans back in his seat and gives a smirk with his fingertips pressed together.]

One by one people're leavin'. The butler's gone, an' don't think I didn't notice that. Th' li'l girl with blonde curls, she's gone an' my li'l brother Natsuo. He's gone. Now, ya gotta ask yerself, what's yer purpose in this chaotic place? Is it th' same as back home or did people adapt an' move on?

What about home? What about those people ya left behind? Are they forgotten? Now rumor has it that time freezes when we leave our worlds. I dunno if tha's true 'r not but there's some of us that don't wanna test that theory out. I'm one of 'em. I leave here, and as some of you already know, I'm dead. Simple as that.

[Leaning forward on the chair, the leather creaking from the shift.]

Now, ya gotta ask yerself, what's the one thing tha' keeps th' peace? I know what that answer is an' it's been on my mind since I came here. Answer that question, an' I'll give you a reason t' like me or hate me. There's no in between.

[John pauses for a moment before he continues. Something seems a bit rehearsed through the entire speech and those that know John knows he's a man of few words.]

Ya know, I got t' thinking about my home. About th' things I miss an' th' things I hated most. What struck me out most, yeah I robbed banks. That's common knowledge. Am I braggin' about it? I guess it's a matter of perspective. One thing I can say is that I'm American an' I believe in a democracy. We don't got that here. An' since no one's got the balls t' stand up....I will.

I challenge any man or woman t' stand up an' cast their name in a ballot for an election as leader. As I heard, that didn't happen before an' that was wrong. I challange th' Author to stop me. I challenge anyone tha' says otherwise t' present their claims an' ideas t' prove me wrong.

I. Dare. You.

[And the feed goes black.]

Current Location: Room 061

agentmisora.livejournal.com

[Uneven breathing heard as the audio suddenly comes on]

Wh –

[and is just as abruptly cut off. Naomi puts a hand to her temple, frustrated at her impulsiveness. She had to be careful. He already knows her voice after all. Voice, face, name, everything! For all she knows, she was and still is under that monster's control. Frantically, the former FBI agent switches to text instead.]

Who's in charge here? I need to get to the closest police station. Please, it's urgent!

[Not even they could be completely trusted, but god, she was finally free from that unnatural, unbearable death wish that had smothered her for what seemed like an eternity, she was finally free to think, and who knows for how long such freedom will last. Her finger flies toward the "send" button but pauses at the last second. Naomi reads over the note she had just written in that obvious rush of panic. Ugh, like an agitated mess.]

Thank you.

[She decides to tack on for good measure before ending the feed along with a long overdue exhale.]

(ooc: She'll be ultra paranoid with the first few people who respond but will get progressively calmer further down the line as she comes to terms with what's actually going on.)

beautiful-brute.livejournal.com

Just what the hell is this?!

[Zarbon is wearing a lovely collar that strips him of his powers. And he is not happy.]

When I find the ones responsible for this outrage-...!

[He slams a fist against the wall and glares. He doesn't even finish the thought, just seethes.]

picklesgonewild.livejournal.com

[The door to Piccolo's room creaked open reveal a very groggy and confused Piccolo. Well... most of him at least, his head was obscured by the door way. He ducked under and turned to the side so that he could fit through with his height and the shoulders of his cape and walked out into the hallways. It was all so familiar, yet he couldn't exactly pinpoint why... wait a minute. Yes he could. CRAP. This place again? After almost 6 years? Vague bits for memories and feelings began resurfacing as though they had just happened the other day.

He stormed down the halls like he was frantically looking for something, yet he wasn't quite sure what that something was...]

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