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[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

[anyone walking by the parlor will discover a rare sight. Hayato is resting relatively quietly. He's sitting on the couch his bad leg kicked up on the table, and he's watching T.V. more specifically, Star Wars. He's got a notebook on his lap, filled with his schematics and formulas, and off to the side he's got some of his tools and some unfinished mechanisms for his explosives. He's essentially turned the area into his little fort.

He looks up to the movie over the rim of his glasses from time to time, maybe grabbing a handful of popcorn, but over all he's focused on his work.]

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...]

picklesgonewild.livejournal.com

[Piccolo didn't particularly care about the state of the manor. The whole thing could just fall down and he wouldn't even blink. It was the obnoxious ruckus the humans ...and other things, where making that drove him outside.

He has found a nice quiet spot out in the back of the manor, and hovering cross-legged in the air, meditating. As such his goals for the day are more or less ignoring anyone or anything that comes near him.]

thepantherking.livejournal.com

[Grimmjow's room. The Blackberry camera is showing a lovely view of the ceiling while scrambling and vicious rooting around can be heard in the background, along with the sound of some of the decor items being haphazardly thrown this way and that way, some crashing against the floor or wall upon impact.]

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE! WHERE THE FUCK AM I AND WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!

[A brief pause, and next thing you know, there's the Sixth Espada looking at the Blackberry, and straight into its camera, whether he realizes this or not.]

What the fuck is this piece of shit supposed to be? [The camera moves as the device is picked up and shifted around to be inspected for a moment, before getting unceremoniously pitched against a wall. The screen goes static and blacks out. End transmission.]

Current Mood: pissed off

andsuddenlydynamite

[Well badficians, Hayato is once more gracing your eyes with his pale and scrawny upper body(. Only this time it's intentional... though he's not intending for you to see it. Also throwing everyone's warnings to the wind, he has struck out on his own. every man for themselves so to speak. The crash had given him MORE then his fair of gashes and bruises, but he doesn't seem to be paying them much mind, obviously making no attempt to even treat them.

So the feed comes on to Hayato wading in the middle of a shallow lake, looking more then a bit irritated. Just because he grew up on an island doesn't mean he knew how to catch fish... he could steal them... but not catch them. After a few unsuccessful flailing lunges into the water he gives up and storms back to his spot on the shore, next to his black berry. Not noticing the thing is on, he casually strikes up a cigarette... then suddenly gets an idea.

He grabs a stick of dynamite and wades back into the water with a devious smirk. He light up the stick and gives it a toss. Of course Hayato didn't take into consideration the large wall of water the dynamite would up-heave. The feed cuts just as Hayato flails under the wave]

beyondsighted.livejournal.com

[B's expression, safely shielded from the camera is once again a perfect broken deadpan. Frustration is plain for all to see... Or would have been, had he chosen to show it on the network. Oh, B knows very well what's going on. He didn't need to be a genius to figure it out. This was obviously the Author's handiwork again. The familiar Blackberry made that much clear. The gasoline is dripping in anticipation from his hair and clothes, forming thick oily puddles by his feet. One more second and he would have finally clinched the victory. Her timing is astonishingly impeccable. As it were, B was brought back here, matchless, and unspeakably filthy. As there's little point in combustion now, the first thing he had done was wander in search of water to wash out the evidence. He had been somewhat fortunate in that endeavor, but he failed to get rid of the tell-tale perfume of petroleum following him around. His footsteps make soft squleching noises as he walks. A thought occurs to him. He removes the Blackberry and broadcasts a message.]

To those who I have had the pleasure of meeting before, and to those I have not, greetings. [Squelch. Squelch. Lie, lie.] If anyone needs assistance with their injuries, I shall be happy to take a look. I have had experience in the field. [Not a lie, if only by a technicality. It's not B's fault if people assume by field, he means medicine.] Also, do not drink the water. I have isolated what appears to be an exotoxin in the vicinity. That is all.

[Click. Feed ends.]

andsuddenlydynamite

[At first Hayato didn't notice the change in scenery. Usually he was a light sleeper and pretty crisp in the morning, but after being ill the previous week he was uncharacteristically sluggish. He dragged his feet out of his room with only his pajama pants and a pair of slippers on, and a toothbrush sticking out of his mouth... and a couple stick of dynamite stuck in the waistband of his pants.

He drags his feet through the halls to the bathrooms, totally not registering any of the changes in his environment. He even pauses to glance vacantly out a window for moment before continuing on his way.

Right during the middle of brushing his teeth however it seems to FINALLY DAWN ON HIM, and he hastily spits out the toothpaste and GUNS IT BACK THROUGH THE HALLS TO THAT WINDOW!

So Badficians, have a half-naked teenager looking out the window LIKE HE JUST SAW GOD.]

moar-food-plz.livejournal.com

[ Yeah, Goku has sort of been on the down low lately. He hasn't been outside to do any training. He hasn't even been in the kitchen all that much either. Some people may have seen him briefly shuffling around, each day looking worse and worse. The poor man is sick out of his mind and without having his wife around to take care of him... well yeah... he's kinda hopeless. You'll see this guy laying on the couch, passed out, all bundled up in a thick blanket and snoring. ]

nihilist-blade.livejournal.com

[Ulquiorra is in the parlor with a book in his hands, but he is CLEARLY not reading it. Oddly enough it seems that he has fallen asleep. Not something the dead typically need to do.Though upon closer inspection it would appear that his breathing is somewhat labored and his face flush with fever.

Of course he hasn't spoken with anyone about this, nor does he intend to. Surly it's just some minor annoyance that will clear up shortly. Arrancar cannot be afflicted with the same ailments as humans. It was simply impossible. It went against all logic. The dead cannot be effected by illnesses of the living. That's what he kept telling himself anyway, before he dozed off in the middle of his book. Were he still able to think he would be brooding on how that was impossible as well...]

moar-food-plz.livejournal.com

[ When Goku had woken up rather late that morning he didn't seem to notice anything too different at first. One thing was sure, he wasn't in his own room. This place was way too clean, but who knows... maybe someone cleaned it for him? That's when the second realization hit him... he was back at the Manor apparently. Must have been another one of the Author's unannounced dimensional switches or something. Okay, no biggy. ]

Well at least all that is over.
Ooh! Now I can go get me some breakfast!
. . . . but, I don't really feel all that hungry..

[ PANIC. ]

That's... weird.

[ Goku yawned, reaching a hand up to run back through his hair a bit, then noticed his oddly pale skin. ]

W-WHA?!
What's wrong with my skin?!

[ Not only that, but he was much smaller then is usual muscular build. Goku looked around and grabbed his comm. Something was very seriously wrong here. The video feed clicks on with a little bit of static at first. This certainly isn't Goku's face at all. Nope. This skinny pale faced man is showing emotion for the first time and he doesn't look at all calm. He's quite frantic really. ]

S-something's wrong!
I... I'M NOT HUNGRY!

saiyanascension.livejournal.com

_{[ Here's a broad view of the island and the resort area from the sky. Not too high, but high enough to keep from getting into any real danger from big hulking bitches down below. Then an angry Vegeta face. He's scratched up. Damn dinos. ]}

The rabbit said to get to the boats. How the dinosaurs won't just follow you to the harbor is beyond me but I'm going to assume that he's right.

_{[ There's suddenly a loud squawk behind him and Vegeta is pummeled. His divice falls into a ravine and all there is now on the screen is water before going black. ]}

_{[ In the sky Vegeta is wrestling with two rather large pterodactyls, tearing at him and pecking his head with their beaks. ]}

RAGH!

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Entries tagged with comment: wonderweiss margera

Sabaku no Temari | 09 | [In Person/Video]

20th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [in person]

10th bomb||Hayato Gokudera|| [video/inperson]

27 Star ball || Piccolo || [in person]

[Scratch 1]//[Accidental Video Post]

8th bomb||Hayato Gokudera|| [in person/video]

002 Beyond Birthday [Audio/In person]

7th bomb||Hayato Gokuder|| [in person-backdated to monday morning cos I FAIL]

Goku Time!! [action] oo6

release 005 || Ulquiorra Cifer || [in person]

Ulquiorra Time!! [action/video] oo2

Banana 7 ][ Vegeta ][ In Person/Video

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