[identity profile] aizensrainman.livejournal.com
Cut for length and ....slight gore. In the end I took out most of it though, sorry to the people who were expecting the gore ._. I just didn't want anyone to accidentally fall on it. )

((OOC: "WTF SPANDY?!" you both exclaim and question. The only answer given is "GYO IS TF, BADFIC, GYO!"
Feel Free to:
- Infer parts of this post as video, however, I don't know that he'd respond when he's so tired and non-responsive other than to the fight. So seeing him and going out is fine I suppose.
- Have at fishes like these too, smaller ones that weiss'd be like "lololnotachallenge". OK THATS IT ))
[identity profile] thumbonmylip.livejournal.com
[[He's not one to be assumed a stupid person by anyone who knows him, he's human all right but not by any means a stupid one. Mistakes have been made both by him in more than one incarnation and back home, it seems that things here aren't going to turn into some sort of clusterfuck of heart-attacks so with that.

And the knowledge he has otherwise.

He's decided he'll plod along the beach bare-foot of course, his shoes are in his hand should something come along that looks as though it would be too sharp to walk on. Or rocks. No one likes- well okay some people like rocks under their feet, but not him. Not his sensitive skin.

He's wearing a sun visor chosen simply because the visor had retractable glasses. Toys to play with while walking!, a new (though baggy still) shirt over his usual white one-- Can't have his arms being burned by the sun-- and his signature blue-jeans. Nothing were more comfortable than those. Though, sweatpants are second only.

They're not, however, attire for the beach.

His finger moves to his bottom lip while he wanders around in the sand, hunched over still while he walks and holds his shoes in the other hand. He's never had a vacation befo--

He crouches down, impossibly so, then watches a small hermit-crab make its way along. Finger at his lip the whole time, he keeps his composure looking analytical of even the poor thing's walk to wherever it had been going.]
]


Huh..

((OOC: COOLEST THING IN THE WORLD HAPPENED THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU *CLINGSNUG* ))
[identity profile] diditmyway.livejournal.com
[Mello is neither impressed or excited about a Hawaii beach vacation. He had been living in LA as it was, what was Hawaii but LA beaches with hotter weather and more idiots to cause problems. Tourists. He didn't need them. Nor did he desire anything to do with swim trunks or sun block. All foolishness and vanity when there were bigger fish to fry and better things to accomplish than a full body tan.

But

He has ventured outside for one reason and one reason alone: Near has NOT gone outside.

How does he know this? Did he ask? No. Why the fucking hell would he bother to ask? Just LOOK at the kid, he probably doesn't know that the sun exists outside of fancy screensavers. There is no way that he could have ever gone into the sunlight because if he had he might actually have some hint of a skin tone.

Anyway.

Mello now stands on the beach in a getup entirely inappropriate for such a location -



-but fuck it, he's still gotten farther than you Near.

And he smirks to himself behind his gas mask. A small victory has been won today]
[identity profile] cantapollygize.livejournal.com
[The blackberry is showing Apollo shirtless and looking- frankly, happy as a clam. This is more like it! He likes this kind of weather! His hair isn't standing up and he looks like he might have just crawled out of the water.]

Okay, the last few weeks sucked, but this? This is nice. Can we have more weather like this?

[Apollo is turning off the feed and pleased-flumping onto a towel.]

[Action]

May. 20th, 2011 12:26 am
[identity profile] weatherbraids.livejournal.com
[Contrary to popular belief, Tris does not spend all of her time holed up in a small room reading! Sometimes... sometimes she holes up under a beach umbrella, on a sheet, reading! She is so not dressed anything like what most people would consider to be 'proper beach wear'. She is wearing one of her typical ankle-length dresses in lighter colors, with a good breeze around her, keeping her cool.

She really doesn't seem like the type who wants to be bothered, but poke the human snapping turtle at your own peril.
]
[identity profile] blueeyekamikaze.livejournal.com
[[Hiiro hasn't ever been on a 'vacation' of any sort, not ever. He's been sitting back, looking at the system, watching the surroundings. He's been on short call for anything that he'll have to report back to Near, this hasn't left him a lot of time for himself or to figure out exactly what he wants out of what seems to be a nonchalant life and a second chance as long as he doesn't run into adverse people.

For once, he's just going to do something for himself- he kept telling people to listen to their instinct and emotion at the right times. This is the right time. Though his body does hold battle-scar after battle-scar, he sheds the green shirt he normally wears. For once all he's got is a makeshift knife in the side of his spandex while he stalks into the water and wades into the water. From there he dives under the waves.

What the video picks up is Hiiro disappearing under the waves where he's left his PCD along with his shirt.]
]
[identity profile] keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com
[The feed comes on suddenly, and soon it becomes clear that Leonardo has hit it with his elbow by accident. Anyone watching the network will see him sat quite happily on a beach towel, wearing just an open white shirt and some denim cut offs. In his arms is a small guitar, and after a minute or so of him tuning the instrument, he smirks to himself as he tries out a few notes. Satisfied, he counts himself in, and starts playing. He heard the song playing when he last went to get ice cream, and it had stuck with him since. As for his singing, he's actually pretty good. The words are influenced heavily with his accent but, regardless, he likes the song and once he's into it, he's smiling like a girl scout on helium]

((Feel free to bother him~))
[identity profile] blondefuse.livejournal.com
[Whoever happens to be wandering the beach, they may run into/over Nice - wearing far less than usual with her hair pulled back into a short ponytail, she's quite happily lying on her front, reading a magazine. She loved these plots; lazy hours in the sun, new clothes, new shops to lift said clothes from, limitless food and enough alcohol to sink a battleship.]

((OTA - feel free to come bother her))

Video

May. 18th, 2011 03:09 pm
[identity profile] beautiful-brute.livejournal.com
[Hello, Manor. There is a shirtless, finely-chiseled, teal skinned man addressing you from the beach. From the way the image is transmitting, one might think he wants everyone to take notice of his amazing physique, but that would be ridiculous. He smirks and flips a sea-drenched braid over his shoulder with a chuckle.]

What glorious weather... how unfortunate we can't always be so lucky.

[He pushes aside a some stray hairs from his face in manner that might be taken as suggestive, but again, how silly it would be to think that.]

Tell me, has anyone found anything particular good to eat on this island?

[Zarbon folds his arms.]

It seems I'm rather hungry after all that swimming and I would like to eat something better than what we've been stuck with these past few weeks.

[Yep, he's just gonna stare at y'all through the Blackberry and wait for suggestions.]
[identity profile] abluechild.livejournal.com
[Aoko has been out by the pool all day today lounging in the sun wearing this. Why is she at the pool and not the beach? Easy, there is no way she could ever hope to run into Kaito by the beach if she didn't force him there-there are fish at the beach. As it is she's hoping to run into him to see what he says about her swimming suit. But, obviously, she won't admit that.]

[She looks a little red but there's sunscreen on the table next to her it's really only her cheeks that are red.

Oh, and she's giggling. A lot.]

Hey-hey guys. Hey. Did you know that you can have drinks in the pool!? They let you swim right up to the window and give you what ever you want.

[off to the side you might notice two empty glasses and one that's still got about half left in it- the liquid a rather beautiful shade of blue. One of the empty one has the remnants of something red, the other, orange.]

Oh yeah, hey. Has anyone seen Kaito? I think he's lost.

[she nods dramatically and shuts the feed off]

[Yes. Nakamori Aoko is drunk.]
[identity profile] always1truth.livejournal.com
[Conan has returned! He's on the beach inspecting the sand wearing dark shorts and a dark blue button up shirt-hey it actually sorta matches!- it's hard to tell what he's doing really- collecting shells or... something...]

[feel free to poke/yell at him about dying]

I guess there's a new plot.
[identity profile] 11-sies.livejournal.com
[The Doctor is lounging by the beach on a lawn chair with some pink lemonade-look! It's even got an umbrella and a bendy straw!- Yup, he's definitely making the best of being on the beach- except that if you pay close attention you'll notice he's still wearing his tweed jacket, bowtie and STILL dressed like a librarian with hiking boots on. The only thing that would suggest he's dressed for Hawaii would be the TARDIS blue sun hat he's wearing,orange lei-which clash horribly- and sunglasses.]

Hello! Or should I say Aloha? Ooh... that's confusing- In Hawaii Aloha means both hello and good bye-Nevermind!

The TARDIS seems to have disappeared again-though I'm sure she'll pop up again once we're back at the manor- in the meantime- Hawaii! Bright and Sunny! Nothing like the planet Hawaii- it's all cold and desolate- the locals have too many hands- really- it's impossible to keep up with all of them.

I'd say we're still in the year 2011-Oh! I think my birthday's this month! No, no. Can't be- My birthday was weeks ago-or was it? It's so hard to keep up with this stuff going in the right order- how is it you people manage to keep up with anything?

Unimportant!-Yes. Hawaii. A nice break, wouldn't you say guys? I'm down by the beach if anyone cares to join me-lovely temperature and I think later I might try surfing-I'm good at surfing, I think.
[identity profile] en-pointe-wings.livejournal.com
[Being away from the Manor and all the killing was definitely a relief to Nina. She loved the sun and the smell of the ocean, although she'd only ever been to the beach once or twice in her life. The retail therapy wasn't bad either, and so, after an hour or so of wandering between shops, Nina heads towards the beach. Slipping her shoes off, she leaves them under one of the beach umbrella, before making her way to the sea. The sand was hot, but it felt good against her skin. As did the water washing over her feet as she stepped into the shallows. The past few weeks had been draining, both mentally and emotionally - the murders, the Manor being broken down...to say she was happy to be away from it all was an understatement.

Hopefully the Author wouldn't send in any drama this week
...]

((Feel free to come bother her~))
[identity profile] diditmyway.livejournal.com
[The screen is filled with the odd visage of a gas mask, and is partially covered by a black gloved thumb]

Tch. [t’s hard to discern whether the sound is a word or just a breath made raspy through the filters of the mask but as Mello draws the device closer he can be heard mumbling] The fuck is this? And the hell did those police go?

[He looks around]

The fuck is this place? Kira can’t make you hallucinate, can he?

[A sound like a static-y laugh follows. He can rule out that option given no prior evidence of such hallucinations in kira’s victims..however...the elimination of one possibility does not exactly make the situation any more agreeable. ]

If this is purgatory this is rather disappointing. Thought it might be more dramatic

[little snippets of mumblings and musings as he moves to stand, free hand moving to feel over his person]

Damn…. I don’t even have chocolate.

[Well. He can most likely mark off the idea of this being some afterlife experience due to the fact that he still has his gas mask and the strange electronic device (strange in the matter of its ownership rather than its function) seems highly anomalous if one is to assume they are deceased and therefore in no need of a blackberry.

Therefore he can be nearly sure of one thing: He is most likely not dead.]

...not fucking funny [He mumbles]

[ Eventually he wanders out of view of the blackberry and can be heard beginning to poke and prod at his new surroundings, a muttered curse or sound of intrigue here and there until the feed cuts out]
[identity profile] burning-prince.livejournal.com
[Oh hey look, it's Zuko, now wearing a red t-shirt and black and red swim trunks.]

Hey, Mukuro-- where are you, exactly? I want to return the clothes you lent me. [The only good thing about the manor was that at least there he knew where people were staying.]

Also, uh... Sam? Dean's brother? Could I... talk to you?
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[personal profile] andsuddenlydynamite
[The feed starts on Hayato's back. He's got a new set of clothes on that follow his typical style-a collared shirt with a boatload of accessories. He doesn't seem aware that people are watching. He's sitting at his table with a pencil in-hand and is scribbling away on some paper. Next to him is a LARGE pile of freshly made sticks of dynamite, around 70 sticks or so. He's been hard at work ALL day... and now he's coming up with ideas for new formulas and combinations.

But his planning all goes out the window when... well a gust of wind comes in through the window. His papers scatter all over the room, one blowing on top of the blackberry. To anyone familiar with chemistry or physics they would be able to pin point that the equations are not only about chemically balancing explosives, but there's some things about propulsion too (either way it's not something your average 14-year-old should know).

Hayato lets out a string of cusses and through the fluttering of the paper he can be seen at the window... about to shut it... but he hesitates. After a moment he seems to have decided something. He shuts the window and turns around, tossing off his shirt, revealing his pasty pale, scarred and burnt up torso. Yup. This would be the third time he has graced everyone's eyes with his scrawny, greyhound physique. Again he doesn't seem to care as he tucks a number of sticks into his pants, shives his black berry into his pocket and starts making his way to the beach!
]
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[personal profile] neveradamsel
[Roxanne has managed to locate a bathing suit, towel, sunscreen and coconut juice replete with pink umbrella.]

...Okay, this?

[There's a clink of ice and liquid as Roxanne rattles the cup.]

This is way more like it. Hawaii I can definitely get used to.

[She is standing on one of the beaches, barefoot and with a surfboard propped up next to her. You can guarantee she's going to give that a whirl.

Bother her?]
[identity profile] cuteuketwin.livejournal.com
[When Kaoru woke up, he was completely covered in mud, not something he really wanted. So trying to find his blackberry he switches it to video.]

Excuse me, but can anyone tell me where we have ended up? I can tell from the window we're in a warm place, but doesn't give anything away about where we are.

[He goes to put the blackberry down before looking at himself.]

I really need to go wash.

[With that he goes over to switch off the feed so he can get out of those dirty clothes and get clean.]
[identity profile] keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com

[After the tense, dangerous plot of the week before, waking up to the sun shining has made Leonardo's mood lift considerably. The view from his window is enough to make him smile like a cheshire cat, and soon he is making his way out into their new surroundings. Wearing less than usual (due to the heat), Leo soon discovers his credit card, though he has no idea what it isor what it's used for. So, pulling outhis blackberry, he decides to ask the network~]

Salute everyone~! I was just wondering if anyone would be kind enough to tell me what this is?

[Holds up the card]

Grazie~ [ ^-^ ]


[identity profile] burning-prince.livejournal.com
[Hello manor, help yourself to the image of a beautiful blue morning sky and some swaying palm trees!]

[Wait, what's that sound? Groaning... Shifting sand... silence...]

...The hell?

[Why, yes, Zuko's picked up a few sayings from being around Dean and Gokudera.]

[There's more muffled cursing and sounds of rummaging around in the sand and then Zuko, noticeably sandy, walks into view of the Blackberry, which is apparently lying on the ground, would ya look at that. He picks it up, and then realizes it's already on, and frowns.]

Dean? Gokudera? Uncle? If any of you guys see this, where am I? Where's the Manor?

[In the meantime, Zuko's going to get down to the business of trying to get all this damn sand off his clothes.]

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