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[Anyone who ventured into the parlor today will find the charred remains of one of the Author's usual birthday set-ups, cake was gone, the 'happy birthday Hayato' banner singed and blackened. The room basically decimated. Hope none of you were intending to do something there today. Gokudera loathed his birthday, and seeing a bunch of gaudy shit to celebrate it just made his usual shitty mood... well, more shitty. It sucked sharing a birthday with the anniversary of his mother's death. So he solved the problem like he solved most problems. Blew it up and went to sulk about it outside.

He found a nice apple tree to sit in, and for the sake of entertainment had gathered a bunch of rotten apples just in case he happened to find anyone he didn't like wandering underneath the tree.]

andsuddenlydynamite

[The feed abruptly cuts on to what looks to be the streets of some old Italian city, and younger Hayato. He was no older than maybe ten or eleven years old, but he was dirty, ragged, banged up, and very thin. He was sitting on a pile of crates trying to get the hang of smoking, letting out a little cough from time-to-time, when a group of four larger men in suits came up to him. The largest man spoke, giving the crate the boy was sitting on a good kick.

( cut for racial slurs and utter assholerly )

Once the memory ends, the video cuts to Hayato looking down irritably at the blackberry from the music room, but he's not surprised. This wouldn't be the first time such a thing had happened after all. It was just annoying as hell at this point. He started to gather his sheet music now that the mood for playing the piano had been thoroughly squashed. He let out an irritated growl.]

Tch. This shit again.

[and he cuts the feed.]

3minutefisting

[The feed comes on to a nice shot of a pair of shoes, and the bottom of some sort of black robe.]

What in heaven's name is thi-

[He turns the device around so that his face finally comes into view and he immediately freezes up the moment he sees his face on the tiny little device. Very slowly and carefully just places the device back where he found it. He was not sure what the little device was, but he was sure that he PROBABLY shouldn't be touching it. The priest wandered out into the hall, and for anyone who may remember a certain Sasagawa Ryohei... well... the shouting will be very nostalgic.]

EXCUSE ME?! IS ANYONE HERE?! I SEEM TO BE VERY LOST, TO THE MAX!

flocks_angel

[Playing with the phone, it's not long before a teddy bear's face is shown on screen. It's not on purpose, just the way that Angel is holding the phone while pressing buttons.]

Helloooooo~? Max? Fang? Gazzy? ...Where is everyone?

[There's a small hint of worry in her voice. She was just in New York but...this looked like India or something...either way, she shouldn't be here.]

Max, please...call me, I don't know what to do... [And that was killing her. As it was, she didn't feel comfortable enough to stay in the camp that she'd woken up in...so now she was just hoping that there wasn't anything dangerous around here. With the way that things were happening lately, with her luck, she wouldn't be able to influence the animals.]

andsuddenlydynamite

[at about noon, a massive wave of heat comes off the walls by front entrance of the library... soon followed the the walls of the library ans whole lot of unusually bright red flames.

From the debris someone can be heard coughing, and a cat yowling angrily. Just before the smoke clear several flashes of light suddenly disappear.]

There, I mastered it... now I am I going to explain this guy to the boss?

[And from the smoke emerges a very battered looking Gokudera, his glasses cracked and hanging off his face, his clothes dirty and covered with debris... and there is a very angry looking cat on his head. Gokudera steps into the hallway waving the smoke away.. then pauses. This wasn't the hallway he was supposed to have unintentionally blown up. A moment later he goes into a cussing fit, kicking the debris around.]

ofbreath

[Being a doll doesn't appear to have deterred John from his usual antics at all. It being April Fool's Day, and him being a bit of a prankster...]

[Well, most of the doorways in the Manor have been rigged in some way. Some of them drop buckets of plastic snakes on unsuspecting victims' heads (because there was no running water due to the event, which was such a bummer!!), others pull the trigger on canisters of silly string. Some even drop small vats of molasses or some other sticky substance and then pull the switch on a fan, to blow the age-old trick of chicken feathers all over the poor sap that opened the door.]

[John is prowling around the Manor, watching his traps and waiting, hoping to come across something wildly hilarious and amp up his Prankster's Gambit.]

[[ooc; If you can think of something you'd like your character to be pranked with today, feel free to assume John has it set up somewhere. He's a crafty little brat, go wild. >D]]

xburner

[ Upon arrival, Tsuna is messing with the blackberry, trying to figure out exact how to call someone. However, he's not even sure he can get how to use it, so he slides it into his pocket, accidentally turning on the voice. Frowning, he gets up and looks around the room, wondering why he ended up here and not at home, like he was supposed to. Opening the window, he has the unfortunate view of a tyrannosaurus rex, breathing on the closed window. There is a long quite moment as Tsuna processes what he's seeing, lands on his bottom and flees by sliding himself out of the room. Of course, this isn't without noise, because almost the entire manner could probably hear the scream: ]

HIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEE!

[ Hitting his head on something in his backtracking out of the room, Tsuna proceeds to hold his head and repeatedly say "ow" as he promptly started to freak out because there was a dinosaur at his window]

andsuddenlydynamite

[The blackberry abruptly turns on with a clatter as it's dropped to the floor from Gokudera's bedside table. The only thing initially visibly is a hand dangling over the edge of the bed, but it's soon followed by a slender pair of bare pale legs, and then finally the rest of Gokudera. However he's much prettier than usual, and is only wearing an opened collared shirt over a lacy pink bra and panties number.

He (she?) doesn't seem to be fully aware of the change at first... until he reaches up to scratch his chest... and feels something that wasn't there before.

His eyes widen as he looks down at the rather nice cleavage he has spontaneously developed overnight, and he lets out a shrill scream. Them promptly covered his mouth, his face turning beat red. Boys are not supposed to scream like that.

Then the brief flashing of the blackberry catches his eye... and in a fit of both rage and terror he repeatedly slams his foot down on it until it turns off. Good morning to you too Manor!]

putshikarushappinessfirst

[Kaoru, while he had been shocked to begin with had ended up rather liking this new experience. At least for once he could wears girls clothes and actually be a girl, unlike that one time that Mi'lord dressed them up. Appearing on screen, Kaoru winked slightly. His make-up put on with perfection, his hair styled rather nicely, like this was a normal thing.]

I didn't expect the author to do something like this. Though now she has, it's a rather fun experience, don't you think?

was_a_hunter

( Someone's in trooooouble. )

andsuddenlydynamite

[The feed comes on to a rather dour looking silver haired teen, scowling at a little furry creature in front of him on the table. While usually he would be all kinds of excited to see a strange animal being a shameless occult nerd, after last week he felt that it was replacing his mother. So many people had just up an vanished lately, including about everyone he knew from home. While there was no complaint about Belphor or Mukuro's disappearance, his boss and even Lambo hit him rather hard... and right now the only thing to really take out his frustrations on was the stupid furball in front of him.]

The hell are you even supposed to be?

[The creature only cooed and toddled over to Hayato happily expecting a petting, unfortunately the teen wasn't exactly in a 'petting' sort of mood and just flicked the thing in the face with his finger. As it toppled over backward the teen noticed the blackberry recording.]

Tch!

[And with that he turned off the feed.]

[Private to Ryuutaro]

hey, i was just wondering if you're busy.

andsuddenlydynamite

[Anyone venturing into the kitchen who happens to know the typically foul-tempered silverette may be in for quite a shock.

The teen in the kitchen with an apron and his hair covered with a bandanna, stirring a bowl of some sort of pastry batter with another woman who holds a striking resemblance to the teen, some may recognize her as the boy's mother. It did not take his mother long to pick up that stirring batter was really the only job he could do in the kitchen without burning it down- as evidenced by the charred failed batches of god-knows-what in the sink. Assuming he's finished the batter he holds it out for his mother look at.]

Mamma, this good?

[Because god, if he gets caught like this it'll be so embarrassing! His mother takes a peak and shakes her head chuckling- he wasn't even close.]

Not quite yet Hayato, just a bit more.

[And she brushed some of the batter and flour and various other things from his face and shirt while silently wondering how he managed to get himself so filthy... then she proceeded to ruin his manly image even more by just snuggling up to his messy face with her own. He blushed and squirmed a bit, but he would be damned before he had the heart to push her away. Complaining however was totally fair game.]

M-Ma! I'm gunna spill it!

andsuddenlydynamite

[Well someone is looking rather angry on this fine morning (though that's probably not surprising to ANYONE at this point) clad in a toga he managed to get on, albeit rather sloppily.]

Alright, who's the fucktard who though it would be real funny shit to take the Italian's clothes and get him to wear a toga? I swear when I find you I'm going to-

[Then he opens the door to his room and abruptly went silent as he looks up and down the hall. Oh god, they couldn't ACTUALLY be in...

Hayato then seems to completely stop caring about the feed on the blackberry as he rushes outside and what he sees makes his jaw drop. It takes him a moment to realize he's still recording, and he brings his attention back to the blackberry.]

... uh hey... I know I've told a few of you that I'd show you around Italy sometime. Well, welcome to Italy... about 2000 years before I was born...

andsuddenlydynamite

[As one of those almost completely unaffected by the plot (as far as he knew anyway), Hayato just assumed it was another quiet week. He didn't particularly mind, it was a bit dull, but after the holidays and all the field trip jumping around it was sort of welcome. He had spent the first few days restocking his supplies of dynamite, and now had decided to continue to fulfill his promise to his mother he made back in October before the whole event with the Angels. Not to mention he wanted to try the sheet music he got for Christmas from Reborn.

So anyone by the music room will hear the sounds of Bach's Solfeggietto and see a familiar silverette at the piano.]

armorangel.livejournal.com

[Varon's MP3 player is blaring through the network playing anything from HIM to Front Line Assembly. It must have gone through seven different songs before it stops. A hand reaches into the darkened space of his pocket and covers the screen.]

Eh? I don't remember this thing.

[Varon's eyes widened with curiosity and blinks a few times. He brings the device in close, his baby blue eye now taking over the screen.]

Looks expensive.

[Then a throaty chuckle.]

Hope no one misses it.

[Then a laugh.]

Wonder who's it is. They'll call for it soon, I bet. Better keep it on an' wait who calls.

[He sets it down on the table and puts his ear buds back in. Even if anyone did call, they'll leave a message that it's theirs, right?]

suna_bitch

[Sitting out by the lake, Temari is just staring blankly over the water, Gokudera's hoodie doing next to nothing for warmth considering the snow around her. Pulling her almost bare legs closer to her body, a bowl was sitting beside her, the contents not visible to the camera.

This didn't make any sense...

Jutsu's made sense...

Death made sense...

Fortunes...they were just a scam. Right?

But why were things coming up accurate...and more importantly...how was she able to read them? She'd never put much stock in fortune telling, it was just a way to make some quick money off of gullible fools. But that didn't explain how she knew how to read such a ridiculous scam.

Glancing down, she noticed the blackberry was on. Instead of turning it off, she picked it up and peered at the camera. She was lost, she relied so heavily on realistic things, this was more than a little confusing for the poor girl. What threw her off more than that though, she couldn't feel the wind like she usually could. It was always there, whispering to her...but now, it was deadly silent, as though ignoring her and abandoning her like everyone else in her life had.]

...What's happening to me?

andsuddenlydynamite

[In an attempt to finally pull himself out of his rut, Gokudera had gathered up the new types of dynamite he had developed to test out. He had been making slower progress with them than he wanted due to the plots... and the recent events... than he would have liked.

So he had made his way to a clearing in the forest, not too far from the manor, strapped up to his teeth in his dynamite. It's probably not too hard to notice the sound of explosions outside, it's pretty steady for a while, until the feed comes on. At first it is just a fabulous view of Gokudera's fabulous rear, and the sound of a pen scribbling can be heard. After a moment he gets up and puts down a notebook next to the blackberry... which he... doesn't notice is on. Clearly he's recording some sort of data and statistics. He takes a handful of dynamite all labeled in red masking tape with numbers scrawled on them, and he goes almost off-screen.

He lights the sticks and gives them a toss in the air. One simply falls, but the other three suddenly launch forward with the propelling mechanism he had installed in them. Two shoot forward, then direction mid-air circling around Gokudera and exploding a good distance behind him- just as he planned. However... the last stick circles back, but not far enough and heads right at Gokudera.]

Sh-shit!

[And with an explosion, the feeds timer ends and it shuts off]

reversetheblade.livejournal.com

adkhajaALHJBNIROP rfk;KM2314..N FE!839NSEW!

[A small delay and then coherency! ...Kind of.]

thlfjwritingamessage*&!

[Then suddenly a confused, young, kind of feminine looking boy with long brown hair, and a purple kimono appears on the network. Between words the epic button mashing is still going on. Kenji clearly has no idea what a phone is, or that he's even broadcasting a message.]

-purpose of this thing?

[After giving the Blackberry one final mystified look, Kenji decides to fling the thing over his shoulder. Manorites, you now have an exquisite view of Kenji's floor. Readying his katana, he opens the door. The hallway may be empty, but Kenji doesn't drop his guard, even for a single moment. Wherever he is right now, it's too unfamiliar for him to relax. Shifting his weight slightly, he begins walking out stealthily into the hall.]

((Just a quick note of warning that if you're meeting Kenji in person, he may draw the katana on your character. He won't be aiming to injure or anything, but he is tetchy and wants answers.))

was_a_hunter

[Anyone passing by the kitchen will notice either a sickeningly sweet smell or something that will make their mouths water...it all really depends on how you feel about pie. That's right. Pie. Mary had meant to do this after horror month, but Oktoberfest and being weird little monsters put a stop to that. You couldn't exactly cook when you were a foot tall. Everyone deserved something nice though, especially after the hell that they had all been through.

Walking into the kitchen, the source of the scent is apparent soon enough. There are already a few pies set on the counter of various flavors. It looked like she'd been cooking for a few hours and she likely had. It was all worth it though.

Hearing a soft ding, she grabbed a set of mitts and pulled a fresh apple pie from the hot oven.]

...I can't believe how much I missed this...

[Cooking breakfast was one thing...but there was just something about baking that relaxed her.]

bovinemafioso.livejournal.com

*After a week had past and he still didn't go back home, Lambo was starting to worry. The family was still trying to rebuild from the disaster that happened and they didn't need the stress of one of their members missing. This was too much like what had happened before. He wondered if his younger self was stuck in the future again. Though, he wasn't the only one stuck <i>here</i> if Gokudera was to be believed, so....

Recognizing that there was little he could do about it until he found more information, Lambo was just trying to get used to the place he was in. It was quiet, mostly. After all the animals went away and he was once again himself the teen was a little unnerved that there weren't the customary amount of fights and explosions he was used to.

However, on the bright side, this was a very nice kitchen and he was very hungry. Cooking wasn't so hard, he's seen the others do it often. Even Bianchi, after she stopped trying to attack him all the time.

So he's pulling out a pan and a box of pancake mix and is going to attempt to make himself breakfast. Beware.*

((For the sake of keeping from cluttering up everyone's feeds I'm just going to start a thread with all of my characters on this post. Please, feel free to tag either of them. Interactions can be in person, or over the blackberries if your muses prefer to call mine for whatever reason. Go nuts~))

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andsuddenlydynamite - 43rd BOMB || HAYATO GOKUDERA || [in person because it's his party and he can cry if he wants to]
andsuddenlydynamite - 41RST BOMB || HAYATO GOKUDERA || [action/video]
3minutefisting - round 001 || Knuckle || [accidental video]
flocks_angel - First Flight ♥ [Video]
andsuddenlydynamite - 40TH BOMB || HAYATO GOKUDERA || [IN PERSON]
ofbreath - (no subject)
xburner - action/voice
andsuddenlydynamite - 38th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [video/inperson] backdated to Monday morning
putshikarushappinessfirst - ♔ Mischievous Twin No. 2 Post 34 | Video
was_a_hunter - Mary Winchester | 17 | [Video/Private to Ryuutaro/Backdated like a boss]
andsuddenlydynamite - 37th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [video|private text][backdated to monday morning]
andsuddenlydynamite - 36th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [video/in person]
andsuddenlydynamite - 35th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [video/in person]
andsuddenlydynamite - 33rd bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [in person]
armorangel.livejournal.com - ~1st Glory~ Smile! You're on Candid Camera (Accidental Video-Audio)
suna_bitch - Sabaku no Temari | 09 | [In Person/Video]
andsuddenlydynamite - 32nd bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [in person/video]
reversetheblade.livejournal.com - Text | Action
was_a_hunter - Mary Winchester | 13 | [Action]
bovinemafioso.livejournal.com - NORMAL DAY TIME. [CR Post]

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