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[This boy looks a lot like the local prosecutor. Just that he is fifteen and... crying. Nobody here has ever seen Mikami cry before. It's not so much crying as just tears running down his face. There is no sound like a sob though, as he looks up and around, recognizing that this isn't his mother's funeral anymore. He stares in shock, his eyes widen and then he takes his glasses up and wipes away the tears.
Another moment passes and then he notices the Blackberry and the fact that it's recording. Quickly he works his way through the buttons, changing to voice]

E-excuse me? Is this... can anybody here me? Where am I?

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hearsthesilence.livejournal.com

[He looked out of the hotel window where he'd woken up. It was nice, fairly high-class, which suited him just fine. Despite the fact he was definitely not where he fell asleep, he's seemingly unruffled. Actually, he's finding the prospect of being kidnapped... almost amusing. Or at least, that's what it would look like.

He pulls back the curtain, and looks out across the street, taking in the architeture, and using that to get his bearings better than the festival.] Munich, Germany, if I'm not mistaken.

[He looks back at the the blackberry] But the date is different from that of the festival that appears to be in progress. That leaves me with two possible conclusions. And seeing as I doubt that Germany would celebrate one of their most well-known and widely travelled for festivals belatedly... This is not the real Germany.

Commendations on the attempt though.

[OOC: I'll reply to comments tomorrow when I ~~finally~~ get home <3]

ursokinky.livejournal.com

[Catherine had be rather bored, she was glad of the change of scenery overall, but it was still rather boring as she downed her 5th strong drink of the day. This time though the light blush of red passed by her cheeks, yep might as well have fun with this one as she fumbled around to find her BlackBerry. Switching it on the feed shows Catherine leaning up against the bar.]

Oh! Another round of drinks please, thank you~!

[She slowly sat up, placing the phone down on the bar , she giggles.]

Ooooooh~! You know, I'm sure that some people who might be watching this. Don't you want to have... a little fun?

[Her hands slowly stroke up her arm, lightly grasping the strap of her dress as she started to pull it down. Her face is in a teasing manner as she once again laughs.]

I'm sorry~ Maybe I was going a little... overboard~ Unless of course you want me to~?

misamisa-dn.livejournal.com

( + )

[ 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!

grabbyhandsthx.livejournal.com

( Cut for Gruesome. )

(( OOC: For anyone who didn't see it in OOC Comm, this is actually Light testing out the Death Note. Sneaky, no? ))

inordertobelieve

[Unseen by the camera Mikami has been flailing (metaphorically, of course) in a serious way about suddenly having to take care of a child. Thankfully his kid wasn't one of the active kind.
Being a father was nothing Mikami knew about. He didn't even remember his own father and his mothers was a faraway memory that he's locked somewhere deep down in his mind.
And Mikami knew this child wasn't real. It was one of the Author's tools and would most likely be gone after the week. But as he saw it breathing, moving, laughing, crying, living... it was hard not to see it was a real kid, someone with feelings.
And so Mikami has now taken the little boy to the library, in the hesitant try of doing something fun for the child.
So here he is, the boy on his lap (after the kid begged for it, Mikami had finally given in) reading a bed-time story. Without much intonation, in his serious voice, but it’s a try.
The story is the fairytale of Momotaro, because every child had to know that one. It’s been ages since Mikami read it, so he doesn’t even remember a lot. ...The irony of the old couple suddenly getting a child only strikes him later]

Once upon a time there was an old man and his old wife living in the country in Japan. The old man was a woodcutter. He and his wife were very sad and lonely because they had no children....

[Full fairytale here. The videos cuts out somewhere in the beginning though.]

scarsnscalpels.livejournal.com

[Black Jack is sat by the lake, shirtless, attempting to wash some of his clothes. Going nearly two weeks without anyway of bathing properly or getting a change of clothing was starting to grate on the Doctor, so this is him improvising.

He hadn't really tried looking for the blueprints and he wasn't sure he planned to; hunger and general lack of sleep was beginning to wear him down, and playing along with the Author isn't top of his priorities...]

Current Location: Lake

andsuddenlydynamite

[The feed comes on to a rather pale and ill-looking Hayato. He's got dark circles under his eyes, his breathing is shallow, and it appears he having a difficult time just getting the energy to talk. The blackberry seems to tremble as he's having a difficult time holding it]

Oi... I was just wonderin' if...

[He looks off to the side for a moment, utterly ashamed of asking favors with no way to pay them back.]

I was wonderin' if I could bum some cigarettes of someone again. I'll find a way to pay ya back, I swear. Thanks.

[And he lets his hand just fall to his side, revealing his condition. His clothes are drenched with dried blood, especially his back where he's been laying down. Though the most notable injury would be his left leg... or lack thereof. From his lower thigh and down, his leg is gone. His jeans are cut just above the injury, and are utterly caked with dried blood. He's not aware the feed is running and doesn't make an effort to turn it off]

scaredyreaper.livejournal.com

( Not Broadcasted )

[[Audio]]

Umm...hello? Is anyone there? I don't know where I am. [He starts with a shaky voice, trying to steady himself as he holds the notebook secure under his arm.] Am I still in Japan?

I need to speak to the police. Its an emergency!

lionpunchinist.livejournal.com

[Ryohei is in a small forest clearing, with a deer carcass. How he managed to catch a deer with his loud voice and impatience? ~~Who knows,~~ ~~it must have been a really stupid deer.~~

He's kindling a campfire, and surprisingly enough he seems to be doing it properly, as a few minutes later he succeeds in making a cozy little campfire. The only problem is...he has no idea how to cook the deer. After about a second of contemplating on how to complete the feat, he decides it's a really good idea to chuck the deer at the fire TO THE EXTREME and see if it cooks itself...but, alas, the fire, being too small in size, flickers away soon after having a full-grown deer thrown at it.]

...MAYBE IT'LL WORK TO THE EXTREME IF I TRY AGAIN ONE MORE TIME!!

[...He's repeating the cycle of fire making and deer throwing over and over again, he seems really adamant on making this cooking method work.]

whitestlie.livejournal.com

(ooc: Blue is Near, Red is Mello.)

[The video clicks on with static.]

Can I take your picture?

[If you guys haven't heard enough fangirl screams for a day, have some MOAR! Little by little, the static clears up, but the video is shaky, panning from feet to ceiling to the ground to a ~~fluffball~~ pajama-clad boy to more feet as his blackberry gets kicked around among the shuffle.]

No.

[The feed shakes again and slides as it is inadvertently kicked by a black boot and legs clad tightly in leather stride past, breaking through the crowd of skirts or imitation white pajamas.] fuckers, MOVE. [There is a slight scuffle as a few girls get pushed to make way for a boy ~~you can only tell its a boy by the voice, the physique might leave you guessing~~]

Mello. [The central huddle disperses as the the lower quarter of Mello's body comes into view, freeing a Near who's sitting on the ground, back turned towards the camera (nice try, folks). And for the first time ever on the feeds, Near actually stands up.] Thank you. [He doesn't sound very thankful, but you'll just have to take his word for it.]

No problem [Mello snickers, and here is where you should have been suspicious, Near, as in one swift move he finishes off his chocolate bar, tosses it off to the side, and proceeds to gather Near up, awkwardly bending to sling him across his shoulders.]

Alright! Bidding for the kid starts at 100! [He shouts above a crowd of cheers and a lightning storm of camera flashes. The feed is now unnoticed at Mello’s foot, looking up at the two successors as Mello smirks with a Near-boa.]

You ... cannot be serious. [Oh, he sounds unamused. Soooo unamused. But Near does not struggle. It will only encourage Mello even more and he refuses to give him that pleasure.]

Serious as the grave. [Mello tilts his head, one eye going scarily wider than the other as the numbers being screamed into the air climb higher and higher.] 300?! Do I hear 350?! Come on, girls, you can do better than that!

Or how about some chocolate? This nice floor decoration or garden gnome for 400 and some decent chocolate?

[The crowd dissolves into screams once more and Mello looks like he’s having the time of his life]

I'm telling L.

[Mello visibly twitches, biting into the corner of his lip and making an unnatural and unhappy face. Ruining all his fun, Near.] fucking tattletale [He grumbles before shifting Near to the other shoulder not so gently]

Sorry ladies and gentlemen, bidding on the albino has been called off. Seems he’s been recalled on account of a poor sense of humor. [Not that Mello had been joking, or maybe he had, you’ll never know.]

(ooc: Posting order: You -> Mello -> Near -> You -> etc)

the2nd-kira.livejournal.com

[ It took Misa a while to realize where she was again. The last thing she remembered was running to do what Light instructed her. She was to find the Death Note he buried. The rest--- became a blur. When she finally realized that she was in the manor again--- she could recognize her room--- she knew it was Light she had to contact first.

She believed it would all be alright if Light was here. She didn't want to stay in this strange world alone. ]

Light?! Light!?

Is Light still here?

It's Misa. Misa is here---Light? Please answer me?

suna_bitch

[Standing from the bed, she looked around with no small amount of disdain on her features. Pink walls with flower decals that looked like they were sprouting from the green carpeted floor, whoever decorated this room wasn't very creative.

This looked like a child’s room, the toys in the corner attesting to the fact that a young girl lived here, the bed didn’t match it though. The bed was clearly an adult’s bed, far larger than any young child would need. Sighing softly, she picked up the device from the bed, sticking the purple communicating device in her sash. She couldn’t wait here all day, she needed to either find her brothers or scout the location and work out an escape plan. Grabbing her fan from the bed, she held the large weapon in her hand, silently preparing herself for anything she’d encounter.

Setting her hand on the door knob, she slowly opened the door, peeking out once it was open a little further than an inch. Not seeing anything, she finished opening the door, her eyes drawn to the plaque…that was her name…Looking back at the room, she shuddered as she realized it was decorated for her.]

Just who do these people think they’re dealing with?

[They were obviously stupid, the ridiculous decorations proof enough of that. She was a trained killer, not a four year old.

Shaking her head, she checked for trip wires. Seeing nothing, she stepped out in the hall, walking softly as she looked for a door to the outside…knowing her brothers, that would be the first place they'd go if he woke up here like her…]

maniacal-beat.livejournal.com

[The suited man onscreen looks a tad confused as he looks out at the water, but really, not confused as he could be. Yet.]

I don't think I could have made those instructions any more simple. [The Master is tapping a four-beat rhythm out with his foot as he stands there, arms crossed-- Taptaptaptap. Taptaptaptap.] But oh, no. Couldn't even get those fully right. I would have remembered if they did. Or did something else happen?

[He pauses, peering into the communication device.]

Lucy, my lovely Lucy, were you that poor a shot? Or was a certain other someone that desperate not to let me die? Tell me, my dear Doctor, where have you brought me now? If you want the game to continue, tell me about the board. I'll decide the rules.

[Before he can say anything else, his ears catch the sounds of some kind of battle going on in the distance.]

Oh, this should be good!

grabbyhandsthx.livejournal.com

[Video]
[The room around him is absolutely trashed, it looks as though someone went berserk in it and that's exactly what he's done. None of the immediate possessions are broken, but they're thrown around, bed over-turned and he's sitting on said over-turned bed. The tall, dark haired man in a fur-lined collar, sleeveless, waist long jacket and small, round sunglasses, has been going off on what could only be a monster-type tantrum in the manor for some time.

He makes a grab for his BlackBerry, if its in here it belongs to him, to swipe it off with a bunch of other things sitting on a surface. This ends the feed.]

[In Person]

What a shithole...
[He stops, turns and quirks an eyebrow at the opposite direction, none of it looks familiar to him, not that he's sure he's not already in the wrong direction. Having sighed to himself he finds himself turning and continuing down his chosen path. Though a little chilly, the good-as-condemned building doesn't bother him so much as the minor inconvenience of not knowing where he is.Greed shoves his hand in his pocket and leans up against a wall casually, the other one running through his hair.]

Well.

[He adjusts his small sunglasses and then replaces his hand in his pocket, leaning his head back on his chosen wall.]

I didn't expect that I would have been ataken to a house............ Thing... after that cheap-shot bastard... [He trails off, not willing to admit his defeat by the younger generation Homunculus.]

...I would have thought that worthless lapdog would have dragged me directly to Father in exchange for a pat on the head and a treat. [Though his words express little care for the people who fell around him in those sewers, the look on his face doesn't as he continues his un-noticed monologue.]

No matter....

[His demeanor changes and he chuckles softly, under his breath almost inaudible to most, he speaks frankly with a smirk.] Great. Talking to yourself Greed- real smooth ..Least it's good conversation, intelligent conversation if nothing else.

[His sharp, serrated-tooth grin eventually fades to look of loathing once he thinks of who would love to drag him to Daddy, undoubtedly the younger Homunculus will let them know. Undoubtedly his more familiar little brother would want to come and greet the wayward prodigal son. The grin returns slowly, blossoming out like a nightmare of jagged teeth once more across his face.]

I've got a whole new world that belongs to me. Things to get, places to go, people to-

[He puts his hands behind his head, stretching his muscles, then pulls them down in order to stretch them that way. He's all but grinning as he returns to his slow paced walking.] --meet.

lionpunchinist.livejournal.com

[Ryohei arrives at the manor at what seems to be around 4 in the morning.

He proceeds to yell at a volume that it can be heard through out the entire hallway extremely clearly and through the unknowingly turned on blackberry at an ear-shattering volume.]

"RYOHEI FIGHTO!!! ALRIGHT MY ULTIMATE POWER IS EMERGING N-"
[There's a small pause.]
“ WHY DID IT SUDDENLY BECOME EXTREMELY DARK AND WHY AM I NOT EXTREMELY NEAR NAMIMORI JUNIOR HIGH?!?!!”
[Ryohei looks around him...]
“SAWADA???!! OCTOPUS-HEAD??! YAMAMOTO?!"
[...and is extremely confused.]

mr-plot-bunny.livejournal.com

[( Cut for language. )

[OOC note: He'll be hard to find for tonight - he's thumping around in the Super Sekrit Sub-Basement where the generator was... starting tomorrow he'll be grumping around the garden and Manor. ALSO BUNNY TAGS MAY BE SLOW as Mod-in-charge-of-the-rabbit is having ten hour work days until Wed., but will try to get them as soon as possible!]

gr8balls-o-fire.livejournal.com

[The ground quakes with a mighty roar that can be heard for miles.]

DISGUSTING WRETCHES! VILE MORTALS! HOW DARE YOU! DO YOU TRULY THINK YOU HAVE THE POWER TO CONTAIN A GOD?! I WILL DEVOUR YOU WHOLE! I WILL DESTROY YOU ALL!

[he writhes and struggles against the chains that hold him down]

I AM DEATHWING! I AM POWER INCARNATE! YOU’RE ATTEMPTS TO HOLD ME HERE ARE FUTILE!

[with another bellowing roar the ground beneath him quakes and erupts with fire and lava. He once more continues struggling against his chains in vain]

andsuddenlydynamite

[After hearing from Megamind about his room the teen GUNS IT to see for himself. Low and behold his room is a blackened husk of it's former self. He runs in, looking around at it desperately. There was hardly anything recognizable left of the bed... his dresser was reduced to nothing but charcoal.

He stands there for a moment, face pale and his jaw hung open. He snaps out of his trance and rushes to the only thing still standing in his room. A bookshelf. He feverishly begins rummaging through it starting at the bottom, obviously looking for something. As he does so his black berry tumbles out of his pocket and switches on to video.

Hayato continues undeterred gradually working his way up to the higher shelves. Once he can no longer reach, he steps on one of the lower shelves to hoist himself up. Just as he seems to have something in his grasp, the shelves give out, causing him to tumble onto the floor, landing on his back. He sits up, holding what appears to be the charred remains of a little wooden toy are in his soot-blackened hands. He swallows hard, and it seems that his eyes begin to water... just a little.

He just sits there looking at it. The only thing he had left to remember his mother by...]

knifeybastard.livejournal.com

[[Well before the vision of anyone comes onto the screen is the sounds of a jingling thing on a chain. A small little cackle following it in the form of a 'ushishishi' sounding laugh. Confident and a slight hint of pride in it.

It's a white boot that collides with the blackberry which turns the view of the camera toward just the slightest hint of a tiara and blond hair, a shoulder with a dark jacket and a striped black and deep magenta shirt.]]

My ring~ my ring~.

[[The sing song voice chimes again. He giggles the strange way that he's become accustomed to while he lounges on a lavish looking bed of leaves and other such things. Not what the Prince is used to, but it would have to do until he could get his barings and get back to the other Varia. From the relaxed position of his crossed ankles, he has no inclination to come off of it on his own. An arm shoots off to the side so he can have a look at the ring on his finger at a far off distance. The Storm ring for anyone who knows it; it looks right on his finger, looks at home to him.]]

I beat the bomber~ Of course I did. How could anyone beat me?

[[He sits up and in full view is all that is Belphegor. A full body shot of Prince the Ripper himself who tracks his attention to the communicator he booted with his designer boots. He 'heh's at it and moves in a slide down his makeshift area, gathering some of the leaves with him- why stand when he doesn't have to? -and picks it up, grinning like the devil into it.]]

Did you hear that whoever's listening? I'm the one worthy of the title Storm Guardian~ Ushishishi~

[[He gives the device a speculating look through his mass of blonde hair and with the shark-grin, turns it off. They only get just so much freebie gazing on the image of someone like him.]]

((OOC: Be gentle, its my first time, lol. ))

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inordertobelieve - Teru Mikami ~21~ Reversal [Accidental Video -> Voice / In Person]
hearsthesilence.livejournal.com - 001
ursokinky.livejournal.com - 08 ♀ Video/In Person
misamisa-dn.livejournal.com - ✟ Tenth Wink - [ Video || Action ] - Let me Nurse your wounds
grabbyhandsthx.livejournal.com - Gimme Gimme #2 - Greed [Video//In Person]
inordertobelieve - Teru Mikami ~15~ Protection [Accidental Video / In Person]
scarsnscalpels.livejournal.com - Carte 24 ♥♦ Black Jack ♣♠ [In person]
andsuddenlydynamite - 16th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [video/in person]
scaredyreaper.livejournal.com - Diary Page 1 - Taro Kagami [Audio]
lionpunchinist.livejournal.com - Match 04 | Sasagawa Ryohei | [In Person]
whitestlie.livejournal.com - 005 - Near & Mello - [Accidental Video / In Person] - Fluffball for sale!
the2nd-kira.livejournal.com - ✟ Seventh Wink - [ Audio || Private to Light ] - I came back
suna_bitch - Sabaku no Temari | 01 | [In Person]
maniacal-beat.livejournal.com - First Beat [Video]
grabbyhandsthx.livejournal.com - Gimme Gimme #1 - Greed [Video//In Person]
lionpunchinist.livejournal.com - Match 01 | Sasagawa Ryohei | [Accidental Voice/ Audio/ In person]
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gr8balls-o-fire.livejournal.com - 1rst Cataclysm|| Deathwing || In person because his blackberry is now magma
andsuddenlydynamite - 10th bomb||Hayato Gokudera|| [video/inperson]
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