[identity profile] fetchdixon.livejournal.com
Has anyone seen that talkin' rabbit around? I got a weird feelin' that he might know how to get these handcuffs off somehow...

It's been fun an' all, bt I'm gettin' kinda fed up of it now.

Heh... this is the weirdest dream I think I've ever had in my life...
[identity profile] mr-plot-bunny.livejournal.com
[The feed is turned on once again by a furry paw. Then there is the Plot Bunny, but he swiftly hops back, away, across the floor of the laundry room, to nibble some of the wires leading from the circuit breaker. He's standing on his hind legs to do so, lit by a large plastic flashlight (the cloth strap used to secure it to your wrist has nearly been cut through by his teeth.) He stops after a moment of thought and turns to the camera]

One of you geniuses care to help me? I mean, do you need a written invitation or something? Jeez!
[identity profile] fetchdixon.livejournal.com
(his voice is strained and his jigging about, biting his lip)

Guys... I really gotta go! I can't hold it anymore!
[identity profile] hell-is-silent.livejournal.com
Ohhhhhkay. So we've spent days shackled together, and now the freaking power's out in the middle of a deluge.

[Cue lightning crackling through the window behind her, accompanied by a dramatic clap of thunder. She turns around for a second, as if glaring at the storm for interrupting her. Then she faces the camera again.]

I dunno about the rest of you guys, but I'm pretty bored and pretty annoyed. AND I haven't met everyone yet. So a bunch of us are in the game room right now. There's board games and stuff, and it's pretty comfortable so I thought we could try to entertain ourselves. A party can't hurt, right?

Soooo yeah. Come down if you're interested. We've got snacks and we'll be here till Hell freezes over... or the power comes back on.

[She goes to turn the Blackberry off, pauses, and looks into the camera again, as an afterthought.] Oh, and I'm Heather.

See ya.

[Cuts the feed.]

ooc: I just thought it'd be best to get this post up as early as possible. I'm adding the different activities that were brought up in the OOC post as a comment subheading and characters can feel free to leap in and participate. Also please add your own if you have a genius idea. Let's get this par-tay STARTED!
[identity profile] mr-plot-bunny.livejournal.com
[Kio isn't the only one affected by humidity. If any group is in the bathroom they'll find the Plot Bunny, looking like that, sniffing around hair care products.]







((OOC: Why? Because I couldn't resist. >w<))

Voice

Jun. 7th, 2010 05:09 am
[identity profile] gamer-anon.livejournal.com
Uh.

Anyone have any idea why I woke up on the kitchen floor handcuffed to four other people?

And don't accuse me of any kinky shit. Not into it.

Most of the time.
[identity profile] pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com
[Soubi has not slept very much himself, with all of this searching for an escape route. He's woken from a catnap just now, regaining his bearings more slowly than usual due to the absence of his master.

And then he feels the chains on his wrists.

He sits bolt upright and looks down at the shackles. This is nothing new to him, as in his world, chains appear on people when magic hurts them. But never has he seen chains like this. They don't hurt him in and of themselves, and even more importantly, they seem to bind him to others. A few people he's seen on those communicators and some he hasn't, all bound by the wrist to him. He carefully brings a hand to his face and begins squinting into it, trying to see how it works so that he can remove it from himself.]

[Video]

Jun. 6th, 2010 04:31 pm
[identity profile] mr-plot-bunny.livejournal.com


Okay people, listen up, 'cause I'm only gonna say this once! I 'spect you've all realized you're chained together. Don't try to unchain yourselves; it won't work. You're gonna stay like this all week, so get used to it. Oh, and I got something to say about it from the Boss herself.

[With that, he picks up the big manila envelope at his feet in his teeth. With precise movements he chews the seal open, deftly swallowing the sheared paper. Then he gives a cough, clears his throat with a loud "harUMPH," and begins to read in his low, unenthusiastic voice.]

"Fifteen characters from many different worlds - how will they ever get along together in one house? Well, readers, the answer involves handcuffs~! For a whole week, all of the characters will be chained together in groups of five. Will awkward situations and hijinks ensue? Of course they will! Please read and review!"

[With that, the rabbit looks up again.]

So that's about it, guys. Any questions?
[identity profile] worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com
[Mello rarely sleeps, although he did the night before mostly do to exhaustion. It's lucky he didn't actually go to bed as otherwise he'd have woken up naked on someone's cold floor rather than in a pair of skinny jeans. He sits bolt up right reaching for his gun (which was left in his room.) They're in a bedroom. Emmett's bedroom to be precise. He stares at his cuff, then down the line, hot anger shaking him and reddening his face.]

Alright, who wants to explain what the fuck is going on here!?

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