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scarsnscalpels.livejournal.com

[The blackberry feed, which is now purposefully propped up on Miria's bedside table, shows Black Jack examining the young blonde, his medical bag open next to her on the bed. Every so often,he glances up at the black berry, then continues the examination...]

The patient is completely unresponsive..

[Checks her Radial pulse and her eyes]

Pulse is slow but steady, as if she's in REM sleep; is also a sign of Aortic Stenosis, however, this is unlikely. The pupils are completely dilated..Circulation is also fine, her breathing doesn't seem hindered...

[Aurora's voice is heard off camera]

Why do you look so troubled, Doctor? Surely all that means she's alright?

It does, yes, but I have no way of measuring her brain activity; there's no logical explanation for this apparent 'catatonia'..

You could just open your mind a little and believe what I've already told you several times; she's lost her soul, she's hardly going to be-

I'd rather score anything else out first, if you don't mind.

[With that, he walks around the bed, and switches off the feed]

the-tudour-rose.livejournal.com

[For a while now, Elizabeth and Embry have been in the garden of the Manor, toying with the idea of camping there to avoid the attacks of the mysterious spectres. Along with Ichabod and Gunpowder, the duo have decided to stay inside the Mansion afterall. Elizabeth has been keeping the blackberry in a prominent fold in her dress, and depsite her father's views on the device, after the whole situation with a possible spectre in her bedroom, she has kept it on her. For the brief moment, the two are alone while their companions catch up to them in the entry hall of the Manor...]

I still say he's strange...

Oh what now?

That man; his whole demeanor seems...off, somehow; and those marks on his hands! Did you not notice them?-

That's quite enough, Embry! You're both very rude and rather cruel to say things like that, and if you say anymore I'll have you sleep in the corridor tonight. Hard wood floors aren't comfortable for anyone.

My apologies, your Grace

Hush.

Current Mood: irritated

scarsnscalpels.livejournal.com

[The feed shows pretty much the entire room, from the bedside table. It's early evening, and when Black Jack eventually wakes up, all that can be heard to begin with are nosies, as he is off camera. However, the blackberry is one of the first things he finds, picking it up and turning it over in his hands. The feed now shows his face, a rather confused and irritated expression covering it]

This has video....Is anyone watching this? Where the hell am I? If anyone can hear me or is watching this, I'd appreciate it if you could explain a few things to me-

I'm sure I can do that perfectly well, Doctor

[A rather sultry, English-accented voice is heard off camera, causing the scarred man to leap to his feet in surprise]

Who said that? Show yourself!

[On cue, a large, pure white husky appears from the end of the bed, her eyes a peircing ice blue. Black Jack stays perfectly still]

I'm serious! Show yourself, now!

You think I'm joking around? Doctor, really now. You should know better than anyone not to judge a book by it's cover...

.....

[The dog jumps onto the bed, and sits upright, tilting her head slightly to the left]

My name is Aurora, Black Jack-

How do you know my- How're you talking? This must be the result of some kind of hallucinagen...My captor obviously wants to confuse me...

[Aurora sighs, dropping her head]

Fine. Call me a hallucination. But either way, it'll benefit you greatly if you would listen to me...

Current Mood: confused

kingroadie.livejournal.com

God damn it.

[This is how the feed starts, with a slam and more cursing. The blackberry's view obscured by the leather fabric of Eddie's vest pocket.

It still giving an decent enough view of just where Eddie is though. From the looks of it, he's in the hallway, back against the wall as he growls.]

Damn it Heather. [The view shifts just slightly as Eddie lifts an arm up, seemingly rubbing his forehead or the like from the way it lingers up there. Anvil can be heard moving on his shoulder.]

You were- supposed to be safe.

No one can see these things attacking people dear. So expecting her to-

Still! I was hoping she'd be okay, she's got a good head on her shoulders. This wasn't supposed to happen. [The roadie seems torn between being angry and sad. Silence lingering as Anvil sighs, not even sure what to say herself.

Eddie's hand drops for a moment before he digs through another pocket, shaking the videos view as he extracts the
knife that started it all. Staring at it for a second before giving another angry growl, this one much lower though, more animalistic in comparison to the last one.

Said knife meeting the wall with a decent amount of force on Eddie's behalf.

The knife survives being tossed, just hitting the floor with a clatter.]

the-tudour-rose.livejournal.com

[The feed shows Elizabeth and Embry, both on the bed, Elizabeth reading a rather heavy duty book, Embry half asleep. The blackberry is most likely still propped up against the vanity mirror. As Elizabeth turns a page, Embry suddenly lifts his head, as if startled. At first, he just lies there, his eyes roaming the room. Elizabeth eventually looks up from her book]

What is it, Embry?

[When he doesn't answer her straight away, she reached out and touches his head, petting him with her fingertips. After a minute or so, he settles back down.]

My apologies, your grace-

[Something black appears, only for a split second, across the blackberry screen, and seems to simply vanish into thin air. Embry jumps off of the bed and runs toward the vanity, growling menacingly. As he turns back around, he knocks the bureau, making the blackberry fall over so that the video is useless. Only voices can be heard as Embry continues to growl]

What is wrong with you?! What is it, what did you see?

[Her daemon doesn't answer, but keeps growling, as if he's being threatened by something Elizabeth can't seem to see]

Current Mood: nervous

shy-blade.livejournal.com

[Victor landed on Edward's shoulder and pecked the side of his face softly.]

Hey, are you gonna talk? You've been quiet for over a month. What gives?

[Edward looks up from the floor and at the crow.]

I'm sorry.

[Victor sighs.]

Listen, I know what you're thinking. I'm part of you, remember that so what you feel, I feel too but you gotta stop acting like you're the only suffering jackass out there. Have you heard this shit going on?

[Edward shakes his head slowly.]

No.

Get it together, man. People think all the time but man, you're taking it to the extreme. There's pussy to be had and you're just sitting there. I mean look at you! You're a bad ass in the making and you're...well...a dork in wolf's clothing.

[Edward's eyes slightly widen then narrow.]

I'm not a wolf.

[The crow hops off his shoulder and scoffs.]

No, of course not. You're a moron. A dork. A wannabe. Get over it already. Nobody's gonna give a fuck so what's the point in hiding?

[Edward stands up and looks out the window.]

I'm not hiding.

makerofimage.livejournal.com

[A white paw of a ferret moves from the screen.]

Willy, please. Don't be idiotic. Those things can't be moved so easily and you can't take something that's already there.

But it's there for me to take it. Look! It even moves. Besides, it's not like it'll be missed.

[She puts her paw to her tiny face and moves to the other side of the screen.]

Listen, it's not something for you. It's meant for everyone.

This is my house. I can do whatever I want.

[Marshmallow sighs.]

No, it's not. It belongs to everyone. Even I know what I can and can't take. It's in the nature of us ferrets to like shiny things. You're human...or at least that's what you look like.

[He clicks his tongue and lolls his head.]

Party pooper.

Uh, you're so FRUSTRATING!!

[The white paws walk across the screen and turns off the feed.]

hunch-ofjustice.livejournal.com

[The feed cuts it on L pacing. Godiva is pacing beside him, looking almost as unkempt as her human. L is mumbling to himself as he shuffles along the same stretch of floor, more worked up than usual.]

.... If the Alethiometer can measure the truth but nothing here is reality, truth and fiction combine and what can ever be real? We cannot be alive, according to that hypothesis. We must be... Dead. Death? What is this? I've found a problem that cannot be solved. The pieces... do not fit. If Kira is dead why isn't he here as well... Is this not Hell? Or a purgatory? Born from comas... Comas...

I do not believe in this. I do not...

[He stops and looks up, startled. Goes to the window. Looks out.]

Church bells...

[He turns again, as if answering to his name, back toward the empty room, eyes as wide as they can possibly go. He looks... scared?]

Show yourself!

kingroadie.livejournal.com

Ey, kind out of the blue, I know, but with the weird shit happening it seems fitting.

I need a roll call. [Eddie for once looks surprisingly serious. He regarding the camera with a frown as he speaks. He's somewhere outside from the looks of it. Anvil is settled on his shoulder equally as serious.]

Shout out guys, so far Miria and Kio are out of it. No response from either of em.

I want a head count an see if anyone else is out of it too. We need to figure out what the hell is going on around here.

another-dayjob.livejournal.com

[Touya's on the move. He's already swept the second and first floor, now he's on the third, peering into the music room. He tisks and looks down at the 'berry]

Has anyone seen Yukito?

[Akatsuki lands on Touya's head and he looks up at her with vague annoyance.]

No luck.

[Touya curses under his breath]

Yuki if you're out there tell me. And if anyone's seen him, [He looks worried for a second] no matter what, just tell me.

[People are becoming zombies he's praying that that hasn't happened to his best friend]

prettyincrime.livejournal.com

[The blackberry remains in the right pocket of Miria's Khaki dress, with Sweeney in the other. The feed shows Miria and James examining the 'fourth wall', and trying to work out, if possible, how to break it. James walks off a little way and goes off camera, but the feed remains on Miria as she presses her face up against the mysterious barrier, trying to see through it]

It's so dark and cloudy! Hey, Sweeney? I have a question...

What's that, Miria?

What do you think is behind here...It doesn't really look like anything- Ow!

[She stops mid sentence as she brings one hand to her chest, as if in sudden pain. Backing away from the wall, Miria clutches at the front of her dress and falls to her knee's. Sweeney, about to ask after her condition, suddenly lets out an awful squeaking noise, like he's being roughly pulled or crushed.]

Sweeney..! Are you.....

[Once again, she fails to finish her sentence. Sweeney has now vanished, and, before she can question his disappearence, Miria suddenly collapses, the blackberry falling from her pocket and the feed just showing her dazed and vacant face...]

livewithherface.livejournal.com

[the blueberry turns on, audio only, but there's a pregnant pause before someone actually speaks up]

So, like. What is going on? This totally isn't my room, the decor is all wrong, and I looked out in the halls and really, really don't know where I am. Was I like kidnapped or something? By some strange spirits? I've read that stuff like that can happen but like, you never expect that sort of thing to happen to yourself, y'know? Or maybe this is just some surreal sort of dream, though I don't usually have dreams like this.

But, um, anyway. This blueberry is a little weird, it looks like it's connected to a network so like, if anyone out there is listening to this I'd really appreciate it if you would give this gal a hand?

Oh and um. What's this thing that's following me?

yuekito.livejournal.com

[ Yukito is smiling in the video. It seems to be his default expression. ]

Ah, Sebastian. Is that offer for tea still good?

jadedserpent.livejournal.com

[There is a crashing sound, and the feed shows a young man standing in a doorway, a long stick of wood in one hand. The blackberry is in his other hand and offers a low-angle view of his face and long, greasy hair. He snaps his head from left to right, looking for something. There is a snuffling noise heard.]

This can't be right. What's going on?

[A female voice is heard, though the speaker is out of view.]

"Well, I'm not sure. We should investigate."

[The boy looks down, and the angle of the view changes to show a lean, hungry-looking coyote scoutdog.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/coyote1.jpg.]

...An Animagus? No. [The tip of the stick appears in the frame, pointing at the coyote.] What are you?

[The coyote speaks.] "I'm your deamon, silly! A manifestation of your soul!"

...Right. [The view jostles around, and there is the sound of rapid footsteps as the boy walks down the hall. Softer padding sounds indicate the coyote is following.] Got to get out of here...

[A muttered nonsense word from the boy, and the feed ends.]

Current Mood: confused

want-a-chupa.livejournal.com

[Kio's in Soubi's room again. He makes a loud "eeeeeh?" noise and scrubs the back of his head]

Where did I put that thing? Have you seen it Lei-chan? I need to see if someone's seen Emm-chan.

[He turns to look at Leizu, his panda daemon, shakes her head. Then suddenly she freezes up. And her eyes go huge in their spots.]

Lei-chan...?

[But Kio's voice doesn't sound so sure.]

L-L-Lei-chan?

[Something has grabbed Leizu, something invisible, something STRONG. She struggles against it (whatever it is) and then, just like that, she's gone. Kio's eyes go wide and dull and his mouth falls opened and he stops moving. He will not move again until someone moves him.]

want-a-chupa.livejournal.com

[Kio is standing in Emmett's room, looking ghostly pale. He has dropped his sketchbook and box of charcoals which has struck the ground which have spilled out over the floor. A few have shattered, they have smeared the carpet. Leizu, his daemon, lets out a small shocked noise and a whimper. Kio is twitching a little. He is holding the blackberry in shaking hands]

W-wh-where? Where is Emm-chan? H-has anyone seen Emm-chan?

another-dayjob.livejournal.com

[He's sitting up in a tree. One leg up by his chest, the other dangling. Touya's been seeing things. Strange flitting shapes. He can feel things just beyond his vision]

Yuki, where are you?

kingroadie.livejournal.com

[The video feed starts off quietly enough, the feed clicking on as Eddie's vest is shed. The camera only really able to see leather, grass and the roadies feet.]

Hell of a nice night ain't it?

Mhmm.

[The blackberry's feed can see his feet walking through the grass along with a glimmer of something further off. It apparent Eddie had noticed it as well. He pausing his walk, hesitating a beat before heading towards the glittering object. The moonlight oddly enough making it shine.]

The hell is this?

[Eddie comes into frame now, he stooping down to pick it up, it's a knife, nothing really special. Simple blade, only faint engravings on the handle. It earns a huh from Eddie as he toys with it.]

Be careful, its not a toy you know.

Ey, aren't I always careful?

[It earns him a sigh, the blackberry able to hear her fly over. She landing on Eddie's shoulder from the sounds of it. Its not long before the roadie slices at the air.]

Seems like a solid- [He's cut off, feet vanishing entirely, the seemingly gone entirely for several moments. Popping back into existence again with a startled sound.]

The fuck was that?!

I-I don't know.

Jesus- [He flops onto the ground warily staring at the knife, before realizing something feels off, he opening his hand and going momentarily pale as he sees two of his fingers are settled in his palm, detached from his hand entirely. The stare soon turns into cursing, loud cursing as he drops his fingers into the grass. The feed being shut off as the knife is thrown, the handle hitting the berry's mess of buttons.]

its-notbragging.livejournal.com

[The feed cuts in to reveal a very confused looking young man prodding at the thing. There's a female voice heard behind him, gentle and quiet. The feed is jostling, clearly he and his Daemon are on the move.]

Do you know what you're doing, James?

Yes. Er. Maybe. I think so. [He squints at the screen] Oh! A light went off! That means it's working, yeah?

I'm not sure...

I think it does. [As if that makes a difference] Now the question is what does it do...? [The feed shows his feet for a second as James turns it over in his hands. He's walking down the staircase.]

I think it's some kind of communication device. You know, like your mirror.

Really? [He furrows his brow staring into it.] I dunno, talking deer, I don't see anyone.

I'm not a talking deer, I'm your Daemon, I told you that before. And I told you my name is Géraldine.

Yes, yes, right, my "Daemon." [clearly he doesn't believe her. He pauses for a moment furrowing his brow.] Oi! I want to talk to you!

the-tudour-rose.livejournal.com

[On her travels, a rather confused and overwhelmed Elizabeth has found her way out to the grounds of the manor. With Embry padding along beside her, she tries to work out everything that's happened so far...]

But how is it possible?

How is what possible, your highness?

[She glances down at the big cat in irritation; she still wasn't used to having him follow her everywhere, let alone having him talk. He merely looked back at her with his large dark eyes]

The fact that I'm here! The fact that Lady Kathryn is here and alive! And that my father is...[she trails off]...

Truely, this is a strange situation indeed, a trying one. But, you've been through much harder times that this before, your grace; surely this is merely an obstacle to be overcome? After all, you are Queen of England...

Well apparently not anymore! If my father truely is here, then he is King, and I am back to merely being a Princess..

[A long silence follows, Embry allowing her to vent her steam in her own time. Eventually, she slows her pace, her fingers laced together in front of her. As she goes to speaks, she fans them out so only her fingertips touch]

I was only thirteen when he died, you know...I never thought I'd see him again, but..apparently, I...

I understand, your grace...do you remember what Cecil used to say to you...?

[She smiles fondly at the memory of her dear friend and advisor. Her voice becomes quieter]

Spirit..

He used to tell you that you must be both King and Queen; to have the heart

and stomach of a man..yes, I remember that well...

Try to put that into play now, Your Highness, and I'm sure you'll find your fears are nothing more than just that

[Appreciative of the kind words of wisdom from the feline, Elizabeth extends her arm and pets his head gently. He purrs deeply, and they continue through the gardens]

Current Mood: thoughtful

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Carte 1: Waking up to an accidental video

Sixth Guitar Solo - Eddie Riggs [Accidental Video]

Third entry // Accidental Video

[02] Talking Crows and a very bad feeling

{04} What was lost...can't be found...unless it's something tangible. (Accidental Video)

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Fifth Guitar Solo // Eddie Riggs [Video]

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