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readchapterfive.livejournal.comWhoa— Why am I--? [Jay sighs. Just. What did Zeke do this time? And why didn’t he tell him first? Looking seriously annoyed the boy looks around the room, spotting the blackberry]
Who left their phone here..?
[He picks it up, immediatly noticing that he’s being recorded. Weird.]
Uhm... hi? [An uncertain smile] Is this being broadcasted somewhere?
... Zeke? Can you hear me? [His face turns a bit sour] What’s it this time? And where are you, dude?
Who left their phone here..?
[He picks it up, immediatly noticing that he’s being recorded. Weird.]
Uhm... hi? [An uncertain smile] Is this being broadcasted somewhere?
... Zeke? Can you hear me? [His face turns a bit sour] What’s it this time? And where are you, dude?
[In Person] [Backdated to Wednesday]
Nov. 26th, 2011 09:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stalking_horse[It might take a second to see the detective in the dining room; he's mostly relocated there for tea and keeping some food around while he works, as much as it's a college-student diet and says a lot about how ... little he actually is able to cook.]
[That side of the table's pretty well covered in books and technical journals; he's raided the library, and is poring over everything he can get his hands on that relates to advanced robotics and robotics theory.]
[It might take him a second to notice anybody walking in.]
[That side of the table's pretty well covered in books and technical journals; he's raided the library, and is poring over everything he can get his hands on that relates to advanced robotics and robotics theory.]
[It might take him a second to notice anybody walking in.]
sun_from_the_ashes[Out front of the Manor, leaning against the wall, there's ... well, someone who'd be highly unfamiliar to most of the Manor; the ones that knew him normally, in a smaller, more puntable package would probably just recognize the hat, a few superficial details, and the penchant for Sun-flame orange. ...That and the chameleon curled up around the hatbrim.]
[And for those that'd be completely unfamiliar, well, there's someone who looks like he walked out of some kind of Noir gangster moving who doesn't seem happy on the porch.]
[The serious, perturbed expression and not-quite-focused-on-anything glare at the forest would be a little more unusual, as would the cigarette that he only seemed to be half-remembering.]
[No, he doesn't have the slightest clue where he is, and Reborn is NOT very happy about it, although he's come to the conclusion that he's not going to find the people responsible via normal means. Especially since trying to question grumpy small fuzzy animals didn't really get much that made sense.]
[And for those that'd be completely unfamiliar, well, there's someone who looks like he walked out of some kind of Noir gangster moving who doesn't seem happy on the porch.]
[The serious, perturbed expression and not-quite-focused-on-anything glare at the forest would be a little more unusual, as would the cigarette that he only seemed to be half-remembering.]
[No, he doesn't have the slightest clue where he is, and Reborn is NOT very happy about it, although he's come to the conclusion that he's not going to find the people responsible via normal means. Especially since trying to question grumpy small fuzzy animals didn't really get much that made sense.]
Cake & OCD 009 | Ryuuzaki | [In Person]
Nov. 25th, 2011 03:03 pmthumbonmylip.livejournal.com[Those wide eyes you see are definitely the ones familiar to some of the residents, ones that he doesn't simply creep on and then wander off otherwise. Though let's face it, being creeped on (said as looked at) by L is only trumped by a few elite.
Even as a wide-eyed little tot, L still has the same look, except its more wide-eyed wonder than wide-eyed accusation, or a rake over of bodies to steal all information.
No, this little boy wandering down the hall is just L, "Ryuuzaki" as a small child; corruption a thing of the future he hadn't experienced in the form of the countless crimes he's seen when he normally moves through the halls. His clothes are much too big for him and more than likely that shirt is the only thing he's wearing over his limbs save for the gracious author giving him adorable little denim shorts.
In his hand he has a small bit of fruit he was able to nab from a series of chairs and stools that are probably still set up in the kitchen. The hand is wet with the juices as well as his long shirt sleeve. He shoves the orange into his mouth and noms past the rind in some bit he managed to pick off with his little fingers. It's messy but it's food.
Anyone who can hear it, really only hears what his guide could while shoved against his stomach in the side/front of his denim. He takes his toys with him, too.]
((OOC: Won't be changing icons, but here's a cute picture of the look of him I'm going for! ))
#005 // in person // accidental video
Nov. 25th, 2011 02:23 pminfiniillusion.livejournal.com[What you see is, without a doubt, Kanda, however he looks quite different from what you may be used to. He looks much older, for one. A few silver threads show in the thick strand of hair hanging down over his left temple, and there are traces of cracks that seem to be forming a sun-like figure over where his heart should be. His expression is unusually peaceful, almost a little tired, as he turns his head to gaze out into the garden of the Manor, apparently sitting in some sort of a terrace. From what can be seen, he's dressed in a somewhat reserved yet careless fashion, including a loose, white shirt with a rather wide collar which isn't buttoned all the way up.]
[He's holding a sketchbook and a pencil, in a somewhat tranquil manner that might be familiar to that of a certain General's, as he seems to carefully examine the view. Then he pulls out a pair of glasses, puts it on and starts drawing. Slow, soft lines grow on the blank paper, gradually creating a replica of the lovely sight ahead.]
[It seems that he isn't paying attention to anything else at the moment.]
~
(( ooc: Beware the headcanon! ...played over the idea that Exorcists grow up to be like their Generals, so far supported by Allen's le Cross lines and Kanda's recent choice of clothing. He's(somehow actually survived to) forwarded to around 35-45 here. Have fun? ))
[He's holding a sketchbook and a pencil, in a somewhat tranquil manner that might be familiar to that of a certain General's, as he seems to carefully examine the view. Then he pulls out a pair of glasses, puts it on and starts drawing. Slow, soft lines grow on the blank paper, gradually creating a replica of the lovely sight ahead.]
[It seems that he isn't paying attention to anything else at the moment.]
~
(( ooc: Beware the headcanon! ...played over the idea that Exorcists grow up to be like their Generals, so far supported by Allen's le Cross lines and Kanda's recent choice of clothing. He's
meanvrsnofellis.livejournal.com[Since it's too cold to be outside, Teen!Daryl's sat in the kitchen, sulking. He would have thought Merle would have arrived by now, take him out of this stupid place and take him back (not that their house was anywhere near as nice as the Manor, but hey, home's home)
But he hadn't. Although he 'knew' it wasn't his brothers fault that he wasn't with him, Daryl still felt abandoned. When would he be allowed to leave..? Thanksgiving, in all honesty, wasn't much different from any other day in the Dixon household - it was still like walking on eggshells - but it was a holiday. That usually meant Merle stayed sober (or home. Or just generally not intoxicated.) long enough to spend some time with his brother. Not this year, evidently.
So, for anyone who happens by, they'll see a thin teenage boy, slouched at the table, taking chips of wood out of the table with a pocket knife.]
But he hadn't. Although he 'knew' it wasn't his brothers fault that he wasn't with him, Daryl still felt abandoned. When would he be allowed to leave..? Thanksgiving, in all honesty, wasn't much different from any other day in the Dixon household - it was still like walking on eggshells - but it was a holiday. That usually meant Merle stayed sober (or home. Or just generally not intoxicated.) long enough to spend some time with his brother. Not this year, evidently.
So, for anyone who happens by, they'll see a thin teenage boy, slouched at the table, taking chips of wood out of the table with a pocket knife.]
003 || Video
Nov. 24th, 2011 10:35 pmmist96.livejournal.com[The feed focuses in on Chrome. She looks much younger, perhaps nine or ten. Her hair is about to her shoulders and notice that she has two violet hued eyes instead of her normal one with an eyepatch over her right eye.]
W-Where am I?
W-Where am I?
♔ Mischievous Twin No. 2 Post 31 [Video]
Nov. 23rd, 2011 12:59 pmcuteuketwin.livejournal.com[The Blackberry shows a rather young male appear on the screen. He knew how to work the thing, so that was a good thing.]
Hello everyone~
This may seem a little odd, but I feel like I've been here before. [He laughed slightly.] That sounds pretty stupid doesn't it? Anyway, I was wondering if anyone has seen anyone by the name of Hikaru, or even my little sister. She's really adorable and when you see her you just wanna hug her tight.
[He lets out a lightly laugh.]
Anyway hopefully you can let me know and inform me. Thank you.
[He was about to switch off the feed when he notices the snow.]
One more thing. Who wants to go play in the snow? It's been a while since I last did and seeing it makes me want to.
Hello everyone~
This may seem a little odd, but I feel like I've been here before. [He laughed slightly.] That sounds pretty stupid doesn't it? Anyway, I was wondering if anyone has seen anyone by the name of Hikaru, or even my little sister. She's really adorable and when you see her you just wanna hug her tight.
[He lets out a lightly laugh.]
Anyway hopefully you can let me know and inform me. Thank you.
[He was about to switch off the feed when he notices the snow.]
One more thing. Who wants to go play in the snow? It's been a while since I last did and seeing it makes me want to.
keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com[Anyone watching the feed will see a young man sat in the art building. He's about 16 or so, and looks remarkably like Leonardo. That's probably because it is him, just a several years younger. His clothes are similar to his usual attire, but a little less expensive, less detailed. His hair's a little longer, but the slight smile as he carefully adds more detail to the painting he's working on tells anyone who knows him well who it is.
He's concentrating hard, and hasn't noticed that his blackberry is recording him at work. Humming softly to himself, he switches brushes, before continuing]
He's concentrating hard, and hasn't noticed that his blackberry is recording him at work. Humming softly to himself, he switches brushes, before continuing]
pineapple_fairy[Mukuro had wandered away from Mikami for a bit when he noticed the eye he took out was starting to dry out and look strange. He figured it just needed water or something, so he looked around for a room with a sink and stumbled upon the kitchen.
After pulling up a chair, he plugged up the sink and plopped his "broken" eye into it before turning on the water.
( eye-squick ho! )
He let out a sigh and poked the eye around as the water started to fill up.]
After pulling up a chair, he plugged up the sink and plopped his "broken" eye into it before turning on the water.
( eye-squick ho! )
He let out a sigh and poked the eye around as the water started to fill up.]
︸14th Flight︸ Snow Angels [Action]
Nov. 22nd, 2011 01:06 pmbabynightshade.livejournal.com[It's been a while since Toothless has played and her sleep didn't seem to bother her in the least that so much time had passed. The sight of the snow causes the young black dragon to dart out and try to catch the small flakes with her tongue. She remembers snow. Snow is cold but fun to play in.
After a few minutes of chasing flakes it was time to rest and the first place she went to was the front door of the Manor. Good luck in getting passed the lazy dragon.]
After a few minutes of chasing flakes it was time to rest and the first place she went to was the front door of the Manor. Good luck in getting passed the lazy dragon.]
[in person]
Nov. 22nd, 2011 12:12 pmhearsthesilence.livejournal.com[There's a young boy wandering the grounds. The last thing he'd known, him and his sister Mischa were being held captive by strange men. They kept looking at Mischa in a way Hannibal didn't like. But they hadn't done anything yet.
Safe to say that when he'd awoken alone and not in that house, he had panicked a little. He'd immediately taken to the grounds and the rest of the house.]
Mischa, where are you?
Safe to say that when he'd awoken alone and not in that house, he had panicked a little. He'd immediately taken to the grounds and the rest of the house.]
Mischa, where are you?
lovestartsat0.livejournal.com[It was hard to miss the talk over the network about the recent snowfall. Of course, waking up to that gentle silence that snow brought with it was enough indication that the landscape of the mansion had changed to a more seasonally-appropriate outlook.]
[Ran couldn't help but be a little excited. Tokyo rarely got snow, unless it was having an unseasonably cold year. Typically she would have to travel a little up north and west-to Osaka, for example-in order to enjoy any type of snow-related recreation.]
[But there was snow! A rare occurrence that Ran wasn't about to take for granted. She snuck into the kitchen once it was empty. She needed to spend some time to better acquaint herself with the layout, and see just how well the pantry was stocked.]
[...she had to admit, she was impressed! All the ingredients she needed were available to her in perfect view, along with several ingredients she wasn't all that familiar with. This had potential!]
Well then, it's not getting any warmer outside...! [Ran rolled up her sleeves and set to work by the stove. She had solid bars of milk chocolate, a gallon of milk, some cinnamon sticks, and a bag of marshmallows ready and waiting.]
This will be loads better than any instant mix! [Ran smiled as she stirred the milk to keep it from burning on the bottom of the bot.] This'll be a nice treat for everyone~!
[Ran couldn't help but be a little excited. Tokyo rarely got snow, unless it was having an unseasonably cold year. Typically she would have to travel a little up north and west-to Osaka, for example-in order to enjoy any type of snow-related recreation.]
[But there was snow! A rare occurrence that Ran wasn't about to take for granted. She snuck into the kitchen once it was empty. She needed to spend some time to better acquaint herself with the layout, and see just how well the pantry was stocked.]
[...she had to admit, she was impressed! All the ingredients she needed were available to her in perfect view, along with several ingredients she wasn't all that familiar with. This had potential!]
Well then, it's not getting any warmer outside...! [Ran rolled up her sleeves and set to work by the stove. She had solid bars of milk chocolate, a gallon of milk, some cinnamon sticks, and a bag of marshmallows ready and waiting.]
This will be loads better than any instant mix! [Ran smiled as she stirred the milk to keep it from burning on the bottom of the bot.] This'll be a nice treat for everyone~!
fastest-speed.livejournal.comHey! Did anyone see what it's doing outside?
[He lets out a laugh.]
Did you see the snow? I don't think I've seen snow in...well, a long time! Who wants a snowball fight? Last one outside is a rotten egg!
[Burter is not affected by the canon shift; just the snow. :P]
[He lets out a laugh.]
Did you see the snow? I don't think I've seen snow in...well, a long time! Who wants a snowball fight? Last one outside is a rotten egg!
[Burter is not affected by the canon shift; just the snow. :P]
in-texas.livejournal.com[Jake sounds about the same as he always has, although he sounds quite confused at his predicament. Also, it's almost as if he's forgotten how to use his communicator and is once more struggling to figure the thing out. It clicks on mid-conversation with himself.]
...-fangled doohickies... what am I supposed to do with this thing?
[Pause.]
This thing on? Anyone out there?
[Click. Click. Pause.]
I just can't figure this new technology out.
[Jake has been canon-shifted back to right after Bruce Goodman's death (ie the start of "Rise from the Ashes").]
...-fangled doohickies... what am I supposed to do with this thing?
[Pause.]
This thing on? Anyone out there?
[Click. Click. Pause.]
I just can't figure this new technology out.
[Jake has been canon-shifted back to right after Bruce Goodman's death (ie the start of "Rise from the Ashes").]
⚙ in person
Nov. 22nd, 2011 12:44 amoftime[ Dave, silently thankful for no longer being neither a foot tall nor an electric rabbit, has taken to staring out one of the windows of the manor. He doesn't look particularly enthused at the moment. ... well, more so than usual.
Why?
Because it's fucking snowing, and he honestly has only seen snow once in his life. It was not fun. He does not like snow. Even with this little bit that's hitting the manor.
So he's sort of wrapped his cape a little more securely around his shoulders, linefacing quite firmly at the soft, white flakes outside. He should be thankful he's not dealing with time displacement like much of the manor's residents, but he's currently unaware of his housemates' plight.
He is, however, also open for said housemates to attempt pestering him. ]
Why?
Because it's fucking snowing, and he honestly has only seen snow once in his life. It was not fun. He does not like snow. Even with this little bit that's hitting the manor.
So he's sort of wrapped his cape a little more securely around his shoulders, linefacing quite firmly at the soft, white flakes outside. He should be thankful he's not dealing with time displacement like much of the manor's residents, but he's currently unaware of his housemates' plight.
He is, however, also open for said housemates to attempt pestering him. ]
destinyunravels.livejournal.com[because Norrington is still clueless as to modern technology.]
[ Muttering and mumbling to himself, with the map in one hand and the BlackBerry in the other-- ] Hm, yes, a beach...but a beach to where? There can't be a beach without...well, perhaps some questions are not meant to be answered.
[ Looks up at the sun-kissed beach with waves rolling into the shore and smiles for a second, recalling the way he watched the sun se--WHAT IS THAT? His eyes narrow as something a small distance away catches his eye. Is that...a ship? ]
A ship docked here...how peculiar. [ As he approaches, the ship seems much less impressive and more like the handiwork of...but it couldn't be. Surely. ]
Well, well, what have we here?
[ Muttering and mumbling to himself, with the map in one hand and the BlackBerry in the other-- ] Hm, yes, a beach...but a beach to where? There can't be a beach without...well, perhaps some questions are not meant to be answered.
[ Looks up at the sun-kissed beach with waves rolling into the shore and smiles for a second, recalling the way he watched the sun se--WHAT IS THAT? His eyes narrow as something a small distance away catches his eye. Is that...a ship? ]
A ship docked here...how peculiar. [ As he approaches, the ship seems much less impressive and more like the handiwork of...but it couldn't be. Surely. ]
Well, well, what have we here?
passes-out.livejournal.com[The last thing that Ichabod remembers were the rodents and spiders crawling all over his body and he passed out from the sight. With a start, he gasps for breath and shoots up straight in his chair, the same place where he passed out.
His eyes look around the room as soon as he pops up in his chair in a squat position, ready to dart toward the door at any given moment.]
Gah!!
[He takes a fire poker and pokes the bed, under the dresser and his spare pair of boots just to make sure that there were no more creepy crawlies.]
Well, that was rather interesting. They are gone as soon as they arrived.
[He takes a quick glance around before he shifts his weight to remove himself from the chair, still wielding the fire poker.]
Ah, I see the Manor I am home now.
[With a satisfied smile, he opens the curtains only to be greeted with another strange sight. Nothing looked familiar outside. His shoulders drop.]
Drat.
His eyes look around the room as soon as he pops up in his chair in a squat position, ready to dart toward the door at any given moment.]
Gah!!
[He takes a fire poker and pokes the bed, under the dresser and his spare pair of boots just to make sure that there were no more creepy crawlies.]
Well, that was rather interesting. They are gone as soon as they arrived.
[He takes a quick glance around before he shifts his weight to remove himself from the chair, still wielding the fire poker.]
Ah, I see the Manor I am home now.
[With a satisfied smile, he opens the curtains only to be greeted with another strange sight. Nothing looked familiar outside. His shoulders drop.]
Drat.
