[identity profile] inabaidolrise.livejournal.com
[The blackberry appears to be filming as a young girl in brown pigtails is looking at it curiously.]

I haven’t ended up kidnapped again, have I?

[She stands up again, thinking about this for a moment, before picking it up again.]

Sempai? Naoto-kun? Yosuke-kun? Chie-chan? Yukiko-chan? Teddie? Kanji-kun? Anyone?

[She sighs as she places the thing back down.]

I wonder if I can use my persona to find out about this place behind the television, if I’m there again of course.

[She goes to sit back in the chair in the room as she starts to think about what to do, and hopes that one of friends would come and find her again as she pauses looking around. She really hoped her shadow wasn’t here again, even though she had accepted it.]
[identity profile] photogenickitty.livejournal.com
[The video flashes on to Ritsuka looking at something. He has a bruise on his cheek and a bit of blood clothes but for the most part seems fine.]

That's not a bandage, that's called duct tape. No! Don't put it there!

[Looks back to the camera.]

Is there a doctor or anyone good at first aid? Oz, really needs some stitches.

It's not that bad.

Then why wont it stop bleeding?

[Speaking to the camera again with a worried look.]

We are in room [Insert room # here.], any help is appreciated.

Soubi? Kio-san? Are you two okay? Contact me soon as you can!



((ooc: Green bit is Oz if it's hard to tell, written with Lisa of course! Feel free to have them hiding out in your room if you want.))
[identity profile] always1truth.livejournal.com
[Conan has got him arm in a sling and he's peeking around the corner, a red flashlight in his right arm. Around the corner is the same blond assassin that had shot him in the shoulder. While yes, Conan is a dumb ass, he's actually been testing a theory for a while-now he's going to try it on the blond assassin. He smirks to himself, more then a little confident in his deduction... however he needs to get a little closer.

Carefully, the detective is doing his best to keep his steps soundless. It didn't work, obviously as the blond turns sharply. Does he still have his gun? Before Conan can answer his own question he's suddenly aware of a cut on his right cheek. Before he can react he's being pinned on the ground and somehow Gin has managed to gain the upper hand. He's holding the injured detective down by his bad shoulder and Conan lets out a sharp scream.

Before Gin can use the knife he obviously has, Conan manages to click the flash light on and shines it on the blond. He immediately hisses and backs off-apparently the light's painful and it forces him back into another room. The small detective is next shoving a chair in front of the door and looking rather triumphant.]

Just as I thought.
[identity profile] pinkhairedkitty.livejournal.com
[The feed switches on as a panicked looking girl with pink hair and cat like ears is staring into the blackberry. She then turns her head looking around again before looking back.]

I don't know where I am or how I got here. [Her cat ears flatten against her head, she's worried about being here, or even how she got here in the first place.]

What if Ritsuka-kun comes back to school before I can get back? Then who's group would he be in then for the trip. Oh no! Ritsuka-kun would be all by himself, all because I got kidnapped!

[She looks down slightly, upset at the though as she starts to mutter slightly.]

I won't be able to give him my curry like I wanted either.
[identity profile] its-notbragging.livejournal.com
[James is in the hall, collapsed in front of Lily's room. Or, what was Lily's room. Now the name plate is gone and a blank locked door faces him. She's gone and James doesn't know what to do]
[identity profile] breaks-fate.livejournal.com
[SIIIIGH]



((ooc: Keiichi is hanging out in front of his room. Wondering about how to get passed that dinosaur.))
[identity profile] 1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com

[The feed, for once, shows a well lit room, but with hardly any furniture.For anyone who's seen the interior of the witches room, they'll know that this isn't it. Elphaba is sat cross legged on the bed, her spell book floating in front of her as she takes notes and occasionally  flips a page with a wave of her hand. While she's doing this, she's singing to herself - an acapella version of this little diddly.

Of course, she wouldn't doing so if she knew she was being filmed - but, since she's alone, she figures she might as well belt it out, going with the story that it helps her concentrate. Whatever her excuse, she looks a lot happier than she has in a while, probably due to the fact that her 'fear' can't follow her into bedrooms, hers or not.
]
[identity profile] 20adaydragon.livejournal.com
[Hatori's eyes opened slowly. He'd been fading in and out of consciousness since the previous week after he allowed Piccolo to practically drain him. He didn't mind, he was just glad that thanks to Black Jack he hadn't died. He was in his debt, even if his partner wouldn't view it like that. He rolls over and heard Black Jack using the shower, a small comforted smile creeping across his face. With a sigh he then looks around the room and spots a woman stood there. Nothing peculiar other than the fact there was a woman stood there. He tilts his head as he gets up on his elbows to look at her. The woman seems to take this as an invitation to approach, but as she does..her face seems to disappear. No trace of eyes, nose or a mouth on her, just approaching. 

He gets a shiver down his spine as his brows furrow, watching her before she just outright lunges at him, yelling something incoherent. He throws his arms over his head and lets out a yell for Black Jack.]


Kuro!
[identity profile] always1truth.livejournal.com
Ne, ne! Do we have a qualified doctor around? I think I should probably see one.
[identity profile] lord-fledgling.livejournal.com
[The feed begins on a young boy looking unsettled. But his poker face held strong holding his chin high, but not so he'd come across condescending. He was reaching out to...whoever was around.]

Hello? If anyone is around I would very much appreciate being informed of my location. It is of the utmost urgency that I am returned to Archadia, the Empire requires my presence at such a delicate time of recovery. My name is Emperor Larsa Ferrinas Solidor and I am humbly asking for any assistance that can be offered.

If I am not presuming overmuch, Judge Basch Fon Ronsenburg has not accompanied me in my arrival here, has he?

[He looks a little sad after realising his predicament. Taking a deep breath he looks up, smiling, but not with his eyes.]

No matter.. I'll appreciate any information or help greatly. Thank you.

[With that the transmission ends.]
[identity profile] timefordressup.livejournal.com
[You can see a young girl's back when the feed starts. She is well dressed and kept as she lays on the bed, the black berry is sitting upright next to it on the night stand. She stirs now, yawning and rubbing her eyes as she sits up.]

Hmm? Did we reach home already?

[she yawns a bit more]

Why didn't anyone.... [slowly realizing this is not her room] wake.... me...

....

[lizzie is going to draw her knees under her, pale as she looks around]

Mother?... Hello?....

[she looks near tears]

... Mother?!
[identity profile] lovesoutdoors.livejournal.com
[He had finally gotten out of that tiny room and made a dash for it before the men in white coats figured it out. Swore, bruised, needle marks once again on his arms as he just kept running until he got to an hallway and tripped up, landing hard on the floor as he slowly started to try and get up, not letting whatever pain he had to show. As he turned his head slightly to look behind to see if they had been following him before running off again.]
[identity profile] sands-in-mexico.livejournal.com
[Sheldon's pistol sounded off three times. The shadow in the corner hasn't moved. In fact, the hollow laugh could be hear. Sheldon's stony facial expressions were betrayed by his shaking hand on the pistol grip.]

Go away.

You have killed thirteen men.

I said go.....away.

[Sheldon still hasn't moved. Fear had him in place.]

You said it was an accident.

[Sheldon's eyes narrowed. Only three people knew what really happened that day and it was true that the fire was deliberately set. What wasn't deliberate was the number of people still inside.]

They didn't know.

LIAR!!

[Sheldon flinched. The hard to shake agent nearly jumped out of his skin. His upper lip curled reflexively from the bark.

The snarl from the shadow creature and the tendrils of smoke that threatened to curl around Sheldon's neck, the agent hasn't moved.]

If my death will bring them back, then kill me.

[The shifting creature morphed into the shape of one of the women he killed.]

Does this shape suit you best? You'll need to confess it or you'll never live.

[Sheldon waited for the creature to step closer, in which case she did. She put the barrel of her own pistol under his chin and smirked.

Another shot rang out.]

No.

[Sheldon knew he didn't kill the creature since it has fallen and turned back into it's shadow form.]

I will take your soul.

[Sheldon simply walked out of the room and down the hall.]

((OOC: Feel free to find him in the library hiding. He's going to be huddled in a corner with a fort made of books.))
[identity profile] passes-out.livejournal.com
[Ichabod's fears were almost always exaggerated. There wasn't any way to change that other than he had to face them. Still, the tall black figure stepped heavily across the floor with a sleeping Ichabod still in the bed. The man in black had a white wig and a heavy black cloak. This would be the man that Ichabod once called Father as a child.

Ichabod's eyes opened to peer at the pale, aging face of the man with a heavy black Bible clutched under his arm.]

Repent!

[Ichabod jumped and gasped the moment he spoke. It was an apparent flinch.]

Cowardly child of the witch whom spawned you!

No!

[Ichabod was safe on the bed, holding the blanket in a childlike way to where only his eyes could be seen. The tyrant couldn't touch him.]

How dare you disobey your father! Repent!

I shall not repent for any sins I have not committed! Unlike you, I had not committed murder! I honored you until you took my innocence away through your methods of torture you call purification! No, I shall not!

[The figure raised his hand to try to hit him only to be stopped. Ichabod was still very frightened and gulped visibly. Still, he needed to have this closure in order to move on.

The heavy hand slammed the Bible against the table, shaking the contents.]

You shall be judged! LIAR!! CHARLATAN!! Your ilk shall be destroyed in the name of GOD!!

NO!!

[Ichabod covered his head with his blanket and the man in black appeared angry.]

WITCH!! I shall find you and destroy you just as I had your mother!

[The figure twisted around left and right, sweeping the Bible up into his hands. He approached the door and exited the room. Heavy footfalls softened down the hall.

The figure under the blanket hit the wall with a thud. Yep, Ichabod passed out and the feed cuts off.]
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[personal profile] demon_andbutler
[Sebastian's been amused at best by the plot this week. He's deemed all these "monsters" mediocre at best. He has simply being enjoying watching the others react with fear or dread. Other than that, it's business as usual.

That is, until he turns a corner and runs into what looks like the world's angriest feminist. He freezes, knowing he recognizes her from somewhere.

Ah, yes. That quaint story Soma and Agni told. Anyone with knowledge of Indian mythology will recognize her; the necklace of male heads is difficult to forget. It's the goddess Kali, known for her destructive fury... and her ability to slay demons.

They look at each for a long second, until she speaks to him in a low, threatening voice.

Unfortunately to any passersby, she's speaking in Hindi; as a demon, however, Sebastian can understand her.
]

Spawn of Raktabija, I shall devour you as well!

...

[Sebastian hastily ducks back behind the corner. He has no desire to tempt a god renowned for slaying demons, even the Author's rendition of one.]
[identity profile] always1truth.livejournal.com
Oi, do you think you could help me out? I got locked in an empty room.
[identity profile] cracker-jackie.livejournal.com
[The blackberry turns on accidentally as Jack drops it in a mad scramble to shut and lock the door to his room.]

J.D.! Open the FUCKING DOOR!

[There's a man banging angrily on the door, the wood practically shaking. Jack had recognized him immediately. He was giant, easily over nine feet, plenty big enough to still tower over Jack just like he had when he was little. Jack starts visibly as another loud bang comes from his door.]

You little shit! OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR, JACK.

[Jack drops to his hands and knees, and in a practical panic crawls his way over to the desk in his room like a little kid. If he wasn't so terrified, he'd have probably been embarrassed. He gets under the desk, scrunched up so his knees are almost against his chest, hands over his ears as if to block out the noise.]
[identity profile] prettyincrime.livejournal.com

[Miria had been hiding; having found that her 'father' only seemed to haunt her bedroom, she'd grabbed a blanket, her blackberry and her flashlight, and had been looking for a place to stay. She didn't want to ask anyone else - evidently they all had they're own problems this week. However, she'd eventually found somewhere to sleep - underneath the dining room table. It was wide enough to give her room to lie down, and the chairs provided her with some camofluage, should she need it. It was also near the kitchen, not that she had  been that hungry lately. Her injuries were starting to ache - the black eye she'd earned sore to the touch, so it was safe to say she was feeling pretty sorry for herself.

Pulling her blanket up around her shoulders, she curled up into a ball, and tried to sleep the hours away. Hopefully this would only last a week
]

Anyone going into the dining room for whatever reason is free to find her~
[identity profile] 11-sies.livejournal.com
[The Doctor is moving very fast to the location of Amy's room]
[identity profile] cuteuketwin.livejournal.com
[The camera shows Kaoru looking directly at it, a look of annoyance is plastered over it.]

I believe the author has a extreme sick sense of humour when she came up with this.

[He turns the camera around to reveal a woman standing there, as if waiting for someone to walk closer to her. Her hair was long, black and very silky and her eyes were beautiful, but she was wearing a mask, ones that are usually worn when someone has a cold in Japan. The camera moved back to his face.]

I remember that story I told, but I was kidding when I said she would be here, but apparently irony won out and now she is.I think it's best to warn ones younger than myself to avoid her unless you want to die.

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