[Voice]

Oct. 2nd, 2011 04:07 pm
[identity profile] psychic-labrat.livejournal.com
*the first few seconds is a bit of an embarrassed silence before you hear someone let out a tired breath*

Good afternoon, everyone. I-

*a pause*

I must apologize for my actions the past couple days. I'm not sure what came over me. I'm sorry.

*there's another awkward silence before it ends*
[identity profile] breaksurcrayon.livejournal.com
[The woman is moving swiftly down the corridor. She'd been chucked in this strange place, and as usual in her life? There were monsters. She had rolled her eyes, before the pulse pounding terror and running had started. But this god damn castle, she kept getting turned back on herself.

What wasn't helping? Was this god damn dress she'd been shoved into. A black formfitting typical witches dress was hugging her figure quite tightly, though a hastily torn split on the left side made it slightly easier to move, especially as the monsters were gaining again. Running out another door, it happened in a flash.

A line of red blood splattered across the wall. Willow looked at the beast that was holding itself triumphantly. That was it. She gripped her arm to keep pressure on it, and nodded up at it. The beast was thrown down the corridor violently. It's head smashed against the wall and it's neck broke with a violent crunch.

With no time to think as the witch was assaulted by three more attackers. She gestured at the decorative weaponry at the walls. They float to just in front of her, as if wielded by some invisible force to protect her. She looks determinedly at her attackers, as they charge.]
[identity profile] psychic-labrat.livejournal.com
*In the midst of all this chaos, Charles (who had been relatively lucky this week, only had a moment of minor insanity of being in love with his own reflection) is one of the unlucky few affected by food. This morning sees the rise of the Dark Count Xavier, Lord of Skulls, The Obsidian Master, The Doombringer, Master of Darkness, Ender of Worlds, Oppressor of the Three Moons of Mer, Son of the God of Szechwan Cooking, He from Which the Dark Water Springs, Supreme Pwner of Chess, Inflicter of Agonies Beyond Human Comprehension, Devourer of Souls and the Bastard Son of the Goddess of Delectable Devilish Brownies of Diabetic Death.  Fear for your lives puny mortals.

So pretty much Charles is going to dress in cheesy X-Men villain clothes (god knows where he got them), and control the bigger monsters with human intelligence and badass chess efficiency. Have fun fighting creatures who seem to be able to think and reason through your attacks. :D

Also, if there's anyone that wants to be temporarily evil (EVEN IF IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE, we're going for ridiculousness here) then feel free to assume Charles has control of you as well. Think up the craziest villain cliches you can and that's what's going to happen today and tomorrow.

In the meantime, Charles is on the feed wearing something completely ridiculous with a cape and a mask, laughing maniacally.*

£ÖÖL§. Ì WÌLL ßRÌñG ÄßÖÚ† ¥ÖÚR ÐÖÖM. £ÌGH† £ÖR ¥ÖÚR þ̣̆ÚL LÌVȧ.

*this can be heard not only over the feed, but also in your brains*


((translation, in case that goes wonky on people: FOOLS. I WILL BRING ABOUT YOUR DOOM. FIGHT FOR YOUR PITIFUL LIVES.))
[identity profile] badfic-mods.livejournal.com
[Whether you got a good look at where the dragon headed or not, it's not that hard to follow the army - if slow - to figure out where his lair is...]

[And it's out in the cave on the beach, the mouth overlooking the ocean. Of course there's some minion-type monsters guarding it, and a good long tunnel down. At the bottom of the tunnel, the Dragon has his hoard of gold, jewels, and assorted trinkets and shinies, plus a big metal birdcage with what is, by now, probably one incredibly hating-the-world Princess.]

[For those not involved in the raid, there's still plenty to be done defense-wise fending off the army, or maybe even clearing the way a little; there's a pretty good horde of monsters yet, and you know, maybe some of them respawning, since it's pretty sure there's nowhere NEAR enough area for them to be coming from. Don't you love the author?]
andsuddenlydynamite: ([action] Gunna light it up)
[personal profile] andsuddenlydynamite
[Well Gokudera had been looking for an excuse to maul everything in site without consequence for a LOOOOOONG time now. So naturally at the first sign of an attack he strapped himself to the teeth with explosives and made his way to join the assault. He had to prove to his boss that he was still useful, even if he wasn't as strong.

After a few hours of just DECIMATING things he was starting to get tired, so he ducked behind a wall to catch his breath before he went out into the fray again. That's when he took out his blackberry. He comes on the screen, covered in blood and all kinds of dirty and banged up, and breathing heavily
]


Made a path to the front door... don't recommend goin' outside though. Anyone have any idea of the numbers of these fuckers? They're not easin' up at a-

[And then suddenly there's a gargoyle-like monster screeching behind him. Gokudera whips around and drops his blackberry]

SHI-

[and the feed cuts, just as the sound of explosives echo through the halls]
pineapple_fairy: ([action] big ones)
[personal profile] pineapple_fairy
[Anyone in the halls will see Mukuro casually strolling around, looking for his subordinates. His eye has the kanji numeral 'four' in it, and is glowing with a bizarre sort of purple flame. monsters and such occasionally come at him, though he makes short work of them, striking pressure points and such with deadly accuracy, and surprising force given his small frame.]

private to Fran and Chrome )


private to Saguru )
[identity profile] everythings-mom.livejournal.com
[Alexstrasza had been in the gardens at the time of the attack. However, this doesn't mean she couldn't make up for it later... because another massive dragon parked on the lawn is just what all of you wanted to see again.

She made her way to the manor, landing right in front causing many of the beasts and creatures to scatter away. In fact for the moments she is there, a calming aura takes over, quelling the urge to fight in the more sentient creatures. She doesn't pay much mind to those still attempting to squabble and attack her... though that might be because she isn't exactly aware of there presence.

In her presence the plants and wildlife suddenly flourish, and perhaps those hurt already begin to feel a bit better. She speaks to the entirety of the manor, without her blackberry, it probably wasn't needed as her voice was easy to project in this form.
]

Is everyone here alright? Please allow me to care for the children and those who cannot fight. Also if you find yourself injured please come to me as well, I will help you to the best of my abilities and give you refuge from this.
[identity profile] myfakerep.livejournal.com
[Those of you around the first and second floors might happen upon a good-looking young man in his twenties walking by. He smiles charmingly whenever he passes someone but to those who are obsevant, you can notice a hint of anxiety to his strut and manners.]
[identity profile] evil-archetype.livejournal.com
[Late Monday evening, the sky grows dark. There's roaring and flames coming through the cloud cover, and then...]


[A lot of crashing and smashing, as a few towers go down in a lightning-raid by a giant, firebreathing lizard. The central tower is swiftly in rubble, bits of ruined tower are scattered across the courtyard, and as quick as it's come, the dragon is flying off.]

[Except, there's something in its claws. Kanda, I hope you had your Blackberry on you, because if you didn't, the damsel in distress bit is going to be that much more obnoxious.]

[Not long after that, there's the ominous sound of things marching out of the woods, and wings overhead, and the assault on the walls begins...]

((SO: THE DAMAGE REPORT: The central tower? It's basically gone, and some of the smaller ones along the dragon's flight path. The walls will have holes in them within a few hours of the attack starting, and then there'll be the aforementioned monsters in the castle grounds! Feel free to make your own posts off of this, monsters will be just about any stereotypical fantasy monster plus some more exotic types in that category; you can either post reactions or thread off of here if you want. Monsters can be godmod-NPC'ed a'la some of the other troubles, and if anyone wants to end up getting injured/whatever during this plot, they're more than welcome to it; if you want to thread something special out, just ping one of the mods and we'll get on it.))
[identity profile] aboruk-otiak.livejournal.com
*anyone heading up to the rooms in the afternoon may chance upon a young boy very near literally juggling an overloaded armful of fruit and bread up the stairs. Said young boy has a look of adult concentration on his face as he struggles to keep from dropping something. His hair is light blue, with neon rainbow streaks, and he moves as if he's rather unfamiliar with his size.*



((I'm coming to the conclusion that Akito does not understand the purpose of the network. He's yet to actually post something onto it))
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[personal profile] stalking_horse
[Here's something that hasn't happened in a while. Saguru is in the study, and very clearly is taking this broadcast slightly formally ... as much as he seems a little ruffled and irritated somehow.]

Good day to everyone - I wish I were doing this with better news, but unfortunately, we're not quite that lucky yet.

As you may have noticed, it's nearly October. This is actually a serious problem. You see, so far the Author has been gracing us with events based on holidays - specifically those of the Earth US calendar - which means that we're approaching Halloween.

For those not familiar with it, I won't go into the entire history, but Halloween has basically evolved into a celebration of the macabre - haunted houses set up as attractions, scary stories running on all media for the entire month, people decorating their houses with cobwebs and fake zombies...

Unfortunately, the Author being the Author, while I wasn't here for last Halloween to know what horrors were inflicted then in detail, I don't doubt that she's not going to pass up the chance to get in the "Holiday Spirit". There's no way of knowing how soon she'll start it, either, and this could mean anything from a return of the invincible squirrel-infested "slasher flick killer", to demon clowns, to another zombie apocalypse, to hauntings or monster attacks. Whatever happens, it probably won't be pleasant.

Which is why, particularly considering that the population's shifted since the last time an attempt at this was made, I think it's a wise idea to get an idea of volunteers for those willing to help other residents or at least band together to increase everyone's odds. I'll be trying to get ahold of everyone else who's helped in the past when we've had something insane happen; in the meantime, there's a few things we're likely to end up needing.

First off is medics and healers; anyone with medical experience or healing magic who's willing to volunteer to help treat injuries.

Second is defense - if whatever comes up is something that can be fought, then anyone who feels they're capable of fighting monsters or whatever else she might throw at us would be welcome help; if it's something more abstract, then we may need anyone who's familiar with exorcisms, spirit bindings, and ways to ward things out of areas to keep safe spaces in case of malicious ghosts or demons.

Also, starting with the beginning of October, if anyone notices anything out of place or off that might be the start of one of her plots - it would be much appreciated if it could be broadcast, even anonymously, for the sake of spreading the warning.

I thank you for your time.
[identity profile] mist96.livejournal.com
[The young violet haired girl has no idea what is going on and is as scared as heck.]

W-Where am I? W-What's going on? This isn't Kokuyo...

[Then she notices that this place is a castle....and she's in some sort of Renaissance dress.]

W-What?

[Action]

Sep. 24th, 2011 11:07 pm
[identity profile] notathunnusfish.livejournal.com
[...This place was totally not his bedroom. Tsuna was pretty sure waking up in a place that was not his bedroom was probably a bad sign. Waking up in a place that wasn't his bedroom without Reborn doing something like, oh, saying it was some kind of weird training exercise or something.

Feeling sort of suspicious about the whole thing, Tsuna's going to stick his head out into the hallway and try to sneak out. This... this place is weird. He's going to look around him at the nameplates on some of the doors.

...And that's when he sees it.

Rokudo Mukuro.

...Oh crap.

Yeah, Tsuna's going to try to slink into his room, but we all know his luck is worse than letting him actually get there undisturbed.

Interrupt him. Please.
]
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[personal profile] deeplymeaningless

[Ryuutaro totally isn't sure he should be doing this. He feels ridiculous. But he was just so clueless, helpless and just had no real idea anymore. Other people were bound to have more experience... and there was this anon button....]


[ANONYMOUS Text // Poorly filtered away from Hayato Gokudera]

If you got closer to somebody due to something the Author did and afterwards still feel the same way about said person, what are you supposed do? Especially when the other person is being more than only difficult about everything.

[That'd have to do. It sounds more than only stupid to Ryuutaro, but maybe that's good. He really, really doesn't want to be found out on this one]
ext_1021842: (sleep / can I sekritly has manners?)
[identity profile] infiniillusion.livejournal.com
[There's a funny angle to the video; apparently it's laying somewhere on a flat surface. Still, it shows enough of the castle hall to see a throne and a certain not-princess in it. From the looks of it, the dress is no more at the moment and has been replaced by a pair of pants and a long, funny white sweater which doesn't really look much more manly than the former-est. You'd almost think he's gotten kind of used to it now that he's not in princesy-y apparel.]

[In fact, Kanda seems to be dozing off, leaned back in the throne, the fluffy wildlife still surrounding him. A couple of tiny birds are nested on top of his head, and a bunch of fluffy rabbits are sleeping flopped either on his shoulders or lap.]

[Then a couple of attendants can be heard.]

Your Highness, the dinner is ready.

We got some more of those lovely Chinese vases as they seem to be having a lot of, er, accidents when in your magnificent presence...


[Kanda straightens up a bit, the wildlife immediately gaining a respectful distance though he doesn't seem to mind too much, and there's a contented, almost arrogant expression on his face which consists of a slight scowl and a bit of a smirk.]

Great, more things to fend the fucking peasants off with.

[Impatient pointing of finger.]

Now get out of my face.

[He leans back, drops one slipper and wiggles his toes a bit in an ordering way; one of the fluffy brainless attendants is likely crawling to his feet to give him a toe massage without getting into his line of sight. A few seconds and an irreplaceable Chinese vase in the head for not good enough work later, the servants quickly leave to get the Princess' dinner, surprisingly enough not seeming to even notice the abuse nor mind it in any way. The feed shows 'princess' with a smug, almost evil expression before fading out.]
[identity profile] cuteuketwin.livejournal.com
Sometimes I wonder about the Author's sense of humour.

[Kaoru laughs slightly before he switches the feed from audio to video to reveal bright blue hair and Kaoru doesn't appear to be all that fazed by it.]

I really wasn't expecting my hair to turn blue on it's own like it did, it brings back fond memories of a time I actually did die to blue, this blue to be exact.

[He tugs at a small portion of his hair for a moment, showing the fact that it was all of his hair and not just the top of it.]

I wonder how long this will last though? As fun as this is, I don't truly think I would keep the colour for a long time.

In Person

Sep. 23rd, 2011 03:23 pm
[identity profile] livedinatower.livejournal.com
[If anyone were to make their way outside they would find Rapunzel swinging from a tree by her hair, and yet she doesn't appear to be in any pain from doing that what so ever. She was excite and happy, it was a new place and she was still out of the tower. It wasn't a dream like she thought in the first place it was very much real, but she had already been here for more than three days, which meant her Mother might be home to see that she wasn't there.

Rapunzel stopped swinging for the moment, dropping to the floor before now she hadn't really thought about the length of time she had been here and now she was starting to panic.]


What if Mother is already home and finds me not there? She will be so mad, I'm just a bad daughter.

[She knelt down to the ground, her worrys even more made often as she just quietly sat there thinking and worrying over it all and what mother would think when she found her.]
[identity profile] whosthisbitch.livejournal.com
[God is outside under a tree. She's in a Pesant style dress, looking up at the sky.

The leaves of the tree above her are rustling in a non-existent breeze, and she has a dopey smile on her face, and she's giggling quietly as she watches it. The bark of the tree next to her appears to be going through... subtle... colour changes (brown -> pink -> blue -> orange and so on), as is the little patch of grass she's on.

(She ate some of the food that made people high.)]

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