Sep. 3rd, 2007

[identity profile] true-superboy.livejournal.com
All these stupid people keep dying.

They must be weaker than the monsters roaming around here.
I wonder how many more pathetic people will die.
[identity profile] disciplinary.livejournal.com

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All I've got to fight these stupid monsters is a damn knife. Pathetic! Wish I could use Hy-

[ recorded ]

... Damnit, Messenger Girl! Stop tryin' to look over my shoulder!

[ journal slammed shut ]

[identity profile] nicotine-smile.livejournal.com
[ Dead men don't speak, that's the general rule. The dead remain dead, and the survivors mourn, and the world keeps going, because who cares about one or two or ten dead people? Bloodshed is an essential part of humanity, after all, the those who are thrown off the road of life to lie bleeding on the dirt should remain that way. Should.

But what are these noises? There's a rustle, a hiss, the thmp thmp of weight hitting the ground, the soft swishing noises of something, something that's out there, some sign of life and--

A snarl.

What is this? It's hard to tell, the noises are faint, not meant to be recorded, but the journal's open, and it takes in everything's that offered, and so these noises are stamped down on the pages, a whine, half of a howl, a choke-chained-gasping growl. Clawed feet padding across ashen ground, and one brushes across a page, leaves a mark on the page.

The mark of a beast. Claws. A streak. Bloodstains. Scratches.

It's here then gone, it's a passing sign, it leaves, and the sounds - rustle, thmp, a dying snarl - fade.

Has it been here or not? ]


[ooc; Guess who's been resurrected as a monster to haunt Paradisa for the day~? ♥ Pre-OKed by the mods, so it's a go! :)]
[identity profile] chocoseduction.livejournal.com
FINE. Change of plans; I'm at least going to get his damn body back. If you want to help, let me know soon.
[identity profile] turkishgoonie.livejournal.com
[handwriting is very slightly shakey; i.e. probably only the other Turks can tell the difference]

Note to self: Don't walk too close to the walls.

((ooc: I'm back! Woot! Catching up, on the other hand...))
[identity profile] bunnywuv.livejournal.com
It's too--

I'm so sorry this happened. I wish I could....

{There are little doodles all over the page that look like the artist is very distracted.}

I'm glad Tohru and Haru and Rin are okay.

Castle-san... Is there any way that we could make this stop? Will asking help...please?

Strike Six

Sep. 3rd, 2007 02:41 am
[identity profile] whippedperfect.livejournal.com
One of the monsters took my riding crop. Not that it was doing much...

The castle has changed. The basic map I made has been rendered useless. I've added to it as I've moved along to include the obstacles. I currently have floors six through ten marked. If anyone would wish to add to what I have, or perhaps even escort me tomorrow so running from the monsters will not be needed, it would appreciated.

But as for now, I need to walk through this damned obstacle course to return to my room.

[Entry 067]

Sep. 3rd, 2007 03:05 am
[identity profile] loluronfire.livejournal.com
[dictated, WTF]

.........

Something bit off Fidget's leg!
[identity profile] isgod.livejournal.com
Expand[Garfacky] )


Forgive my belatedness, but is everyone all right?
[identity profile] onerousity.livejournal.com
[ooc: So belated. ; ;]

So, many more are dead.

Deal with it. Perhaps, actually try to do something about those that are running around "having fun" killing the beasts to do some sort of patrol. Find everyone's location instead of just yelling out safe rooms and hoping that those "smart" enough can get there. Do not assume that all those that are not there can take care of themselves. Or that there is someone looking out for them.

Idiots.

None of you should be told these things, but it seems like you have to in order to get anything even remotely helpful done.

[Shinigami;]

The matters of the dead -- do something about their souls. It's annoying to know that they're still around somewhere. As much as you wish to hold onto them, you do know what the consequences are. Unless you've completely forgotten yourselves.

Stop dallying in their exorcism.

Still, I leave that matter completely to you. Try to show that you're not completely useless, at the very least.

[Kurosaki;]

And how is their worthless makeshift clinic going? Or are you only worried about your children?

[dictated;]

Sep. 3rd, 2007 03:41 am
[identity profile] fragmentedangel.livejournal.com
[ooc: XD; Will delete if not a-okay. Merovinigian put a coding into Nataku's teddy bear that the person who rips it next will get a rather violent surprise. x-x; And yeah, it still thinks Silverbolt is just sleeping]

... my family ... be safe ...

[sound of a dog growling, Nataku stares at the general area that it came from]

Pooh?

[dun-nun, female sniffer runs forward to tackle Nataku -- and for the most part succeeds. It held up teddy bear as a shield as its ribbon could not be made up fast enough; little too tired and concerned to focus on anything like its powers ... however, when the teddy bear is ripped ... the sniffer reels backwards and starts howling in pain before tipping over]

Teddy ... protected me? [to bear] I did not think that you were alive. It does not seem possible, but ... thank you, I cannot die yet. My family still needs me.

[thoughtful pause]

[Filter: Silverbolt;]

'Niisan, please, wake up. It's dangerous for you to sleep as you are. I cannot get to you, but .. I want you to still be safe. Or are you safe because I cannot reach you? Then, that is all right.
[identity profile] bloodyviolent.livejournal.com
[Laughter, then the sound of a body hitting the floor]

Isn't this wonderful?

[a splatter and a drip of blood]

I haven't had this much fun since I arrived here~

Whoever this Walter man is- I hope he succeeds! This world would be much better off cleansed.

[a soft chuckle; what looks like a few flecks of gore on the page]

Everyone is getting so worked up over these vermin dying... They were just worthless anyway. I find it somewhat amusing, actually.

[Sound of her ripping into flesh again, then a sharp CRACK, followed by a sigh of disappointment]

What a poor knife. I'll have to find a new one.



[ooc: Rosso is a crazy bitch? D8 Sorry gaiz, I won't be replying to this right away since I'm going to bed, but I'll reply to tags once I'm up! ♥]
[identity profile] bookmansjunior.livejournal.com
Expand[Private] )

[a pause] You gotta be kidding me. Another stupid fence? Where the hell-- OUTTA THE WAY ALREADY!
[identity profile] xxbloodflame.livejournal.com
Walter, huh?

You shouldn't break things that don't belong to you.

[ Filtered away from Walter; ]

{ dictated; said in an oddly emotionless and exhausted tone; }

Anyone have some blood they aren't using?

Or a coffin? That'd work too.

Either one would be appreciated at the moment.
[identity profile] nicotine-smile.livejournal.com
Who: Anyone! Oh, and that filthy beast-- don't you wonder who it used to be?
What: There's a monster that's come back to haunt.
When: All day Monday, September 3
Where: The hallways from the entrance of the castle up to the 25th floor.
Rating: PG-13 for violence?



When’s the last time you heard a ---n o i s e--- like this?

It’s not a howl, it’s a scream, it’s a screech, it’s a noise that resonates with pain pain pain.

It’s the cry of a monster, and it repeats, echoes, tears through your bones because it’s not just a noise, it’s a cry, it’s a call, it’s a plea of despair, a plea for salvation and punishment.

ExpandIt’s a monster. )

(Yeah, right. Monsters don’t plead.)

Pale eyes the color of glass, embedded in black, piercing, glaring, and the yellow glass encrusted across its eyes make it seem blind. (Where have you seen those eyes, that glass before?) Red-black fur, ivory claws, dripping fangs – it’s hideous, kill it, kill it. Purge this place of one more bit of squalid filth.

But then again, you might not even have to. It’s already dying, because there’s a iron spike going through its paw, its shoulder, its chest – it’s dying, it’s bleeding, and maybe that’s why the way it’s howling is cracked and staggered and pained.

The collar of barbed wire digs into its neck, and it’s leaving a trail of red as it drags itself up up up up with a purpose. It seems to want to go somewhere, because it won't stop, it just wants to go, up the stairs, past these wire fences, up to a place with the numbers 2-5-0-8. Why?

Maybe it’s waiting for something.

Maybe it wants to die there.

Maybe it’s apologizing.

Maybe it's repenting.

Maybe it--




Expandooc; )
[identity profile] difficultly.livejournal.com
{page flipping, the occasional scratching noise and some pen tapping}


Well, if it wasn't obvious before, looks like it's pretty obvious who's crazy and who's not around here.

26

Sep. 3rd, 2007 11:55 am
[identity profile] hellishneuro.livejournal.com
Oh my~

I must go find my new helmeted friend and repay him for yesterday. ♥ It was my mistake for getting too close, but he could have been a bit more forgiving~ Major organs are so annoying to fix.

I believe I shall conduct a few experiments on the creatures outside first, however. I'm sure my new friend can wait. [Manic laughter and drool spots :D]

13th

Sep. 3rd, 2007 12:20 pm
[identity profile] devilish-tricks.livejournal.com
Expand[Private] )

What's the closest "safe room" to 1302? As much as I want to be alone I don't like the looks of things around here. Safety in numbers, or whatever.

Tono? Are you alright? Please say something...
[identity profile] agoodrefrain.livejournal.com
Tatsuki-chan.



where is she.  WHERE IS SHE.
[identity profile] sinister-charm.livejournal.com
[the writting is sloppy, random, and appears to be written with his fingers - the 'ink' starts out a bright sort of red before drying to a darker tone]

tick
tick
tick


ca
aa
cnt you

count it up

one two three four
can you tell how many more
five six seven eight
theyr all dead and met their fate
nine ten
break it down again again

ddd-dd-dcooootor?


it
hasnt
gone
away

//o30

Sep. 3rd, 2007 01:13 pm
[identity profile] infernal-smile.livejournal.com
I do hope there's enough left in the kitchen to make a decent martini~

[scribbled in shortly after the first bit]

And a decent dry cleaning facility left in the city.

048

Sep. 3rd, 2007 01:55 pm
[identity profile] chosen-heart.livejournal.com
ExpandPrivate )

What's with all the doors? They keep locking, sometimes even after I unlock them.

[a sigh] Stupid castle, like it wasn't hard enough for people

If anyone needs help getting past a lock, let me know. I'll see what\I can do, okay?

{ 043 }

Sep. 3rd, 2007 02:08 pm
[identity profile] someplace-far.livejournal.com
{ dictated timidly; }

H-Hello? Is someone out there? I thought I heard...

{ two quiet footsteps }

N-No one...? Oh...

{ a creak and a clicking sound }

Wha--what? No...!

{ rattle of a locked door; then silence. Seconds tick by before there's a frightened gasp and the journal clatters to the door. Footsteps run away from the journal, but are stopped when something hits wire fencing. There's the faint flutter of birds wings, a rushing sound, and the journal is snatched up off the ground }

I-I'm sorry... Stay away--!

{ the crackle of electricity before more rushing and fluttering sounds }
[identity profile] quixotic-ideals.livejournal.com
[Filtered from Selphie]

Sorry if this is really obvious and I'm just missing it, but...what floor is the makeshift clinic on again? I keep flipping around in my journal but I can't seem to find it....
[identity profile] seeyoucowboy.livejournal.com
[dictated]

Does anyone happen to come from a world full of candy, rainbows, and sunshine? Because I kinda wanna see that shit come and invade.

... Ed, Faye. Still alive?
[identity profile] crimson-swords.livejournal.com
{ the sound of him slicing through a fence with his swords }

Any of the hallways need to be cleared out temporarily?
[identity profile] allyourbeliefs.livejournal.com
[It starts with a dull thump as the journal falls on the floor, . Then wetter noises, metal against flesh and bone, and a weak gurgling snarl, cut off as -- CRACK goes something's skull, split neatly open.]

And nothing but heavy breathing, for a few long moments... then a sigh, and the rustle of cloth against the stone floor, and the scratch of pen against paper. And written --]


I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
[identity profile] dragonakira.livejournal.com
That took a bit of doing. There is a trick to bypassing those obstacles, but I think I'm just going to stay outside for now and hunt down some things in town--not just monsters, but some food.

Also, anyone I find outside who can't fight, I'm dragging your pathetic selves back inside. We don't need more people dying just because some weakling didn't know their place.

[Entry 068]

Sep. 3rd, 2007 03:13 pm
[identity profile] loluronfire.livejournal.com
We rebuilt him. We had the technology!

[Cops Theme blares suddenly.]


[ooc: So a sniffer bit their dog's leg off and Bart/Pyro got Hiro to build a robotic one on. It plays the cops theme and shoots lasers by remote.]
[identity profile] fiercestwarrior.livejournal.com
Expand[private] )


((OOC: pretend this went up like half an hour ago, I was out and got back late. DX))
[identity profile] blackbankai.livejournal.com
Dad, where the hell are y

{line drawn down the page from the Y, and a long, shocked pause as he realizes Tatsuki's reiatsu went bye-bye}


{dictated ANGRILY}

WHOEVER IS DOING THIS IS GOING TO DIE.

[ 14 ]

Sep. 3rd, 2007 03:50 pm
[identity profile] aphrodisial.livejournal.com
[ Transcribed; Sound of Lust tapping her pen on the desk, obviously bored. Suddenly, a distant dripping sound, though she doesn't notice at first, but soon it's obvious the shower is running at full pressure ]

What-


Oh, thank god, I can finally get this mess off!


[ Footsteps ]


. . .


This isn't....


[ A long, long pause, followed by the very loud sound of someone ripping something out of a tile wall; Pouring noise gets louder, more like a spraying noise. A few drops of blood hit the bottom of the page, a (rather scary) shrieking sound soon following ]

THAT'S IT.

[ Scary hissing voice ]

Someone is going to pay dearly for this.

[ The sound of someone storming to the door, jerking on the knob- Aaaand it's locked. ]


......



This stopped being amusing before it even started.




{{ ooc; LOL I'm mean. xD; Um, yeah. Lust, after spending most of the last day and a half bitching about her lack of water to take a shower with, has been deceived with her shower running blood, and has thus lost her temper. In order to vent, she is ready to skip off for a killing spree- Only to find her door is very locked.


XD;; It's OKAY, THOUGH. She'll be fine soon. Hopefully. Um, watch your children and small fluffy animals? And your midol stashes. She may come for those as well as you. <3 }}
[identity profile] soushireikan.livejournal.com
All the strength in the world means nothing when you don't have the experience in life to go along with it...






They're too young for this.
[identity profile] smokinbarrels.livejournal.com
[dictated; and softly, as the person is outside]

Now, from when the first timer was set, there should be--

[sound of a bomb going off a ways away]


No, no. That isn't right.

I could of sworn it was--


[and this would be another]

Oops.


[v. quick moving away would go here and- one final explosion]


That was close!


[ooc; He likes to try his hand at bombs, but is terrible at them. :D Setting off a few outside was mod-approved. ♥]

Episode 21

Sep. 3rd, 2007 04:11 pm
[identity profile] spongetastic.livejournal.com
[pen taps] Hm...

[long pause as he doodles on a piece of paper] ... ... Uh.


[taped on picture. A person is lying in a hallway, with a stab wound to the throat. Person's features are unclear, and the hall looks even more warped than usual because of SH stuff. A door nearby shows the numbers 24--]

I... I don't know when this is happening, so... be careful up there.


[ooc: done with permission from Heath-mun; and ignore that earlier post, I'm stupid xDD]
[identity profile] h-townshend.livejournal.com
[sound of footsteps]

[recorded]


I was thinking, if the portal doesn't show up by tomorrow, maybe...maybe I can--

[the sudden sound of hideous wailing and crying--almost like several children or babies crying all together]

[a gasp of pain and a stumble]




((ooc: Henry kept the shabby doll Walter gave him (in the game) and that specific item triggers this specific haunting >D ))
[identity profile] emphasaguardian.livejournal.com
{ the nonchalant flipping of pages is recorded before there's a sudden start at the other side of the room }

!!

...


{ if only confused blinking could be transcribed }

...what just happened?

...Um... I'm pretty sure you were unconscious?


[[OOC: PURPLE is Gil and BLUE is X~]]
[identity profile] xr0guex.livejournal.com
ExpandPrivate )

[dictated]

Open up you stupid door!!! [sounds of Rogue beating up her door] Come on!! This is rediculous!!! You stupid piece of - -

[door opens] - See! Thank you!

[monster roars from hallway] [scream] Shut it!! Shut!! [door slams]
[identity profile] oneto-one.livejournal.com
[a faint, low growling noise, and then a door being shut; recorded]

Don't go in the bathroom~

[after another minute the sound of something full-out snarling and occasionally baying, as well as the sound of something scratching and ramming into the door/walls]

What should we name it~?

(ooc: for anyone staying with the twins, One just dazed a sniffer and locked it in the bathroom ♥ )

[101]

Sep. 3rd, 2007 05:00 pm
ino: (Concerned.)
[personal profile] ino
ExpandPrivate )

i'm sorry, everyone. except One and Two.

twenty four

Sep. 3rd, 2007 05:24 pm
[identity profile] protegerai.livejournal.com
[there are a few odd, faint banging noises in the background, and a few soft rustling noises are recorded at the same time]

I c-can't-

[a particularly loud BANG! and a soft noise of fright. written very shakily:]

[Filtered from Henry]

Something's outside.

I c[ink blot] can't keep it out for much longer.


please, I need help



((OOC: nothing bad's gonna happen to her \o/ but she is by herself. if no one comes by she'll beat whatever's clawing at her door on her own .. but she could use some help~ oh, and the filter is because she doesn't want him to worry. ;;))
[identity profile] finalmessenger.livejournal.com
It's not too hard to keep them out. They fall apart rather easily...

[He trails off and goes silent for a moment]


Shinji? You're here? Why are you bleeding? Wait, no you're not him. Of course not.

[Sound of him backing away and some squeaking noises]

Tamiko, let's go clear our heads, alright? I think the roof will be a good change of scenery.

(OOC: Kaworu's door is being haunted by something that looks like his crush, except dead. So the boy decided to exit via levitation through the window and is going to be spending the rest of the day on the roof until his nerves aren't as shot.)
[identity profile] aya-evolved.livejournal.com
Star?

Have you seen Schuldig lately?

I can't find him....
[identity profile] x-ponential.livejournal.com
[sound of a door closing, and a soft sigh]

I need... need rest. I want to keep going, but if I don't rest I'll-

[a long pause]

... what the-? The clock hands are-

[footsteps, before a sudden cry of pain, and the sound of the journal dropping to the floor]

Too much-! Too much data! Over-

[sound of something metallic suddenly hitting the floor, and silence except for the monsters outside the room]


[OOC; NO, HE'S NOT DEAD, HE'S OKAY I PROMISE. xD; I just need to get him to stop running around like a maniac for a while. X was hit by one of the electrical hauntings, and... pretty damn hard. It sort of overloaded him, so he's 'rebooting' right now. Anybody he's met is free to go check up on him, the haunting won't effect them besides them seeing the clock hands spinning rapidly.]

recorded;

Sep. 3rd, 2007 05:48 pm
[identity profile] ohso-chivalrous.livejournal.com
What is...?

Are those footprints?


I think we need a healer over in--


AH!

[sound of someone in armor stumbling back]

No...

No, never mind.
[identity profile] cunningly.livejournal.com
In my world, we have a form of transportation known as apparition. To put it simply, we use magic to teleport from one place to another in a very quick amount of time. We're able to bring supplies as well as people with us.

That being said, is anyone in need of food, supplies or transportation assistance? I'm more than willing to do what I'm able.

((OOC: Can you tell I'm bored? XD))
[identity profile] beasts-king.livejournal.com
... hm?

I don't understand what you're trying to say, friends.

Where are you?

[sound of something opening, and a gasp] What... [something slams shut again]

recorded;

Sep. 3rd, 2007 06:07 pm
[identity profile] windtactics.livejournal.com
[sound of pages flipping for a moment, then it stops]

... she who is called the Holy Mother--


It--

... No.. No, it can't just--!


Dammit!


..Goddammit.


ExpandReno+Faith+Henry )
[identity profile] agoodrefrain.livejournal.com
Expandprivate )

Everyone should try to be extra-careful, if they aren't, already.  Because

...

[ line of ink ]

Not cool!

Sep. 3rd, 2007 06:11 pm
[identity profile] wutmullet.livejournal.com
I think I'll go down and get some more food.

Hey! What was that? [a pause] That's so weird, I thought I saw something--

There it is again! Jack, if that's you in there, you'd better come out! That's not funny! [another pause]

Whoever's in the closet, come out already! [yet another pause]

... ... is... is anyone... even in there?

Thread~

Sep. 3rd, 2007 06:11 pm
[identity profile] twoto-two.livejournal.com
Who: One, Two and Aeris.
What: The twins come to the rescue, but now need to somehow get Aeris somewhere safe.
When: Afternoon/evening monday?
Where: Starting at Aeris's room on the 4th floor, getting lost, and working their way up slowly to the 22nd floor.
Rating: PG-13, maybe? Monsters and gore?

Expandfollow the yellow brick road )
[identity profile] not-from-mars.livejournal.com
[there's the recorded sound of a door slamming, a body leaning against said door and sliding down to sit. quick, broken-up breathing, then a small thump as he leans his head against the door]

Safe for now. I'm safe. [looong exhale] What I wouldn't do for fifteen minutes of sleep. Just fifteen. [groan] ... Thirty, maybe.

Kaylee, Rose. On my way. I think ... think I'm on the eighth floor? I'm not sure, just sort of sonicked into an empty ro --

[a gasp and a scramble, the journal falls to the floor as he stands up, steps forward]

Who's -- ?

[a small choked noise and the sound of stepping backwards] No. No. No, no, nononono, NO. NO. ... Rose, no, Rose. How -- I told you to -- no.

All my -- all my fault. I shouldn't have --

[a few shuddering breaths, more backing up until he finally backs into the door, turns to it, puts a hand on the door handle ... before crying out in anger and grief, pounding a fist on the door. there's some heavy breathing around hot tears, but it evens out some.

then the door opens and he stumbles outside, slamming it behind him, journal left behind on the floor]


((ooc: Uh, yeah, so. Ten just saw Rose - only, y'know, not the real Rose - impaled to death in a random room. And it wasn't pretty. He'll just be burnin' through the rest of the castle now in GRIEF.))
[identity profile] soldyoursoul.livejournal.com
Our friend in the helmet doesn't seem to be bothered much by being flung considerable distances or having two clips of TMP ammo emptied into him.

[a pause]

And he's not a fan of the dogs running around... evidently.

Recorded;

Sep. 3rd, 2007 06:56 pm
[identity profile] dedly-dandelion.livejournal.com
[just imagine that he's been grumbling for quite some time now]

-and now these weird squishies are threatening my finish! Primus, if things don't get back to normal soon, I'll-

[a faint grunting sound along with shuffling footsteps]

What the? Who the frag are you? And what the Pit is that on your head?

[louder grunts]

Yeah, whatever. Oh, you have a knife, good for you. Now if you'll excuse me-

Hey! Watch it, squishy!

[footsteps, followed by the sound of a laser rifle firing and shots hitting the ground]

I said back off!

((ooc: Sunstreaker is having a fun-filled encounter with Pyramid Head. Unfortunately, at the moment he doesn't know that he's allowed to actually attack this particular squishy, and so is busy dodging and trying to scare him off. If someone would be so kind as to tell him it's all right to use this one as a soccer ball... ♥))

[Entry 069]

Sep. 3rd, 2007 07:09 pm
[identity profile] loluronfire.livejournal.com
... Alright, well, I'm fuckin' lost.

[transcribed sound of Pyro kicking at one of the random chain link fences in frustration]
[identity profile] white-knight11.livejournal.com
[there's some muttering followed by the sound of a fist meeting chain link fence]

[dictated;]


Euphie... Lloyd-san... Duo... Bella... Cagalli...

Everyone, you're still okay, right? Still...

[another rattling noise as Suzaku kicks the fence, then the sound of a monster approaching]

Dammit.






[ooc: This is Suzaku's restraint on his sanity being thrown around in circles. >_> CG fans know, he's as unstable as they come. He's just quiet about it. &hearts]
[identity profile] armads.livejournal.com
[footsteps and then they pause]

...

[sound of something heavy being set down]


.. Why are you following me?

What did I tell you earlier?

No, don't look at me like that - go back.


[ooc; a puppy followed Hector to where he was guarding~]

[ 26 ]

Sep. 3rd, 2007 08:10 pm
[identity profile] jasjasroulette.livejournal.com
[ Written shakily ]

There are Exorcists in the halls... Trying to get out at Jasdero, and Tiki- Tiki went away.



Debitt, come find Jasd-


[ Spooky duck noises ]


..... Something is in- in the bathroom-

[ Journal being set down, shaky, careful footsteps moving onto tile, followed by a pause and a scream ]

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!

D- Dead Exorcist- Duck--

DEBITT!!


{{ ooc; Jasdero just found a dead duck in the bathtub in Tiki's room. If you recall from here, the last time Jasdero saw a duck it was under his bed, very alive, and (in Jasdero's mind) Ravi in duck form. Don't ask, really, it's all in the thread. It makes sense if you read it. Really. Reallyreally. So yes. Jasdero thinks there is a dead, shapeshifting, allevil Exorcist dead in Tiki's tub. This use of Tiki's room was approved by your delightfully resident Tiki. <3

Now someone link me to that damn Carrie music so I can link it here, too. *could not find that damn scary theme anywhere* }}

015;

Sep. 3rd, 2007 08:27 pm
[identity profile] reliabilities.livejournal.com
[dictated unknowingly;]

I wish I knew something to say to make it better for everyone. I'm afraid to do anything because I don't want people to worry. I wish I could make it stop. I don't like it that everyone's sad. But I guess everyone should be sad... I don- Oh.

[switches to her handwriting;]

i'm sorry about all of the bad things. i hope it stops soon.
[identity profile] sinister-charm.livejournal.com
[the sounds of a pipe being dragged across the floor, of doorknobs rattling, sounds of frustration and exasperation and desperation

muttering and mumbling, nothing coherent he's just making noise, stringing together sounds and words into sentences that mean not a thing not a one nothing nothing nothing

another chainlink fence. pipe smashed into it, it rattles and scrapes but nothing still, he kicks and rages and still? nothing.

time to move on again]



((OOC: mainly comment-log with Four, but if anyone wants to comment-log bumping into the Master, feel free? >:O))
[identity profile] save-the-souls.livejournal.com
[something is started to be written, like he was about to set up a filter, but then he stops- following is dictated]

Eh? My-

[several drops of blood fall onto the journal.]

No...

No no no no no!


Chomsuke?! Don't tell me you're-

I didn't...my promised to-

NO!

[OOC: Chomsuke just died :O And since Allen has a cursed scar that bleeds whenever an akuma nearby is killed without innocence and Chomsuke is one- his scar started bleeding. I'm a mean mean mun? :< ]

..6

Sep. 3rd, 2007 09:01 pm
[identity profile] gay-robot.livejournal.com
[the rattling of chains and a doorknob, a few gunshots, and then several forceful thumps]

Fuck! Who the hell locked up my room? This is not fucking funny! [more chain rattling]
[identity profile] paranoidstork.livejournal.com
[transcribed animal noises; growls, mewls of pain and screeches]

This just keeps getting better and better. Now I'm locked in my room with animal ghosts.... and those cracks are.... kinda big.


[sounds of a laser cannon being fired; the sound is electrical since he's using a thunder crystal. The sound of wood shattering is also heard] GET OUT OF MY CLOSET.
[identity profile] dingosguitarist.livejournal.com
Uh, Guys?

Anyone lose an arm on the 23rd floor?

...Or on second thought, a lot of body parts?

Jeez its all over...

...Think our serial killer got a little cutting happy with this one. Think anyone could come help identify them?

[OOC: Oz found Chomsuke's body XD ]
[identity profile] littleblackcait.livejournal.com
Who: Reeve and Rosso
What:Reeve's making a supply run for the rest of the 1919 crew, but picking up psycho mass-murdering chicks wasn't on the list. Oops.
When: Now~
Where: Hallway outside of the 'kitchen' (or what's left of it)
Rating: R. Blood, violence.

ExpandStay and play a while? I've been so bored and you might just amuse me. )
[identity profile] egregiousity.livejournal.com
I am so fucking sick of the bullshit this fucking place pulls.





It shouldn't be fucking possible to develop cabin fever in two fucking days. I'm going to fucking kill him if this doesn't end soon.
[identity profile] mirror-kyoji.livejournal.com
Expand[Rodyle; viewable to other interested parties] )

Having fun?




[ooc: It's Kagami, what were you expecting? Por- Then again, knowing some of you, that could quite possibly be what you're waiting for. 8/ ]

o68

Sep. 3rd, 2007 10:14 pm
[identity profile] flurry-of-fire.livejournal.com
(ooc: Axel = red and Tyki = blue)

...Calm now?

Well the room's not on fire anymore... so guess that's a yes.

The burns aren't going to fix themselves anymore, you know?

Like I give a damn. Kit can stay in your room.

...What about you?

What about me?

Kit can stay in my room... But what about you?

Didn't think that far. Usually I'd go bug Tat-- *doesn't finish the sentence and an mournful silence sets in* Fuckin' stupid...

...........

Just come stay in my room for awhile.


Che. There's a fifty percent chance I'll kill you while you sleep.

I know.

*exasperated sigh* Just as long as you know you might wake up with a chakram stuck in your lung, whatever. *warping noise as a portal opens up*

Alright. *footsteps as both Axel and Tyki go through the portal*
[identity profile] fiercestwarrior.livejournal.com
Who: Tatsuki Arisawa.
What: Her death; how it happened and her reasoning for going out alone.
When: Earlier today.
Where: Second floor hallway just above the stairs; implied move to the bottom of the stairs.
Rating: Hm. PG-13 for cursing and violence.

Expandthe clouds begin to thunder )
[identity profile] meticulousmind.livejournal.com
Expandfilter; Rodyle )

[dictated and public] Forcystus is dead. I wonder how, Magnius? You found his body, assuming from your surprised discovery. If he could blow away that clunky monster across town by a feeble few diameters, then how come he couldn't survive in the indoor environment when the other humans are doing very well surviving inside?

Quite a transformation how a false paradise turn into a nightmare. There is no physical danger here other than the monsters and importantly loosing your own minds into grief and fear.
[identity profile] texascharm.livejournal.com

[ recorded tired sigh; everything else is written ]

I know it's not much on paper, but I'd like to offer my condolences to those who have lost loved ones in this damn killing spree.


( filtered from serial killer )

Is there any way to stop this psycho? I've missed a lot in all this chaos and only managed to catch a few things here and there.

( /filter )


Expandprivate )



ExpandSpeed )

[dictated;]

Sep. 3rd, 2007 11:14 pm
[identity profile] fragmentedangel.livejournal.com
I haven't had much time to read anything, I've been very busy looking. Teddy has been doing his best as well. I think it is a he. Perhaps, it is a she. I wish it would talk so that I would know, but it is all right if it doesn't. It did it's best for my sake, and I shall try to do the same.

[pause]

From what I understand, this is Henry Townshend's fault, right? Two mentioned something like that, but I have not read much on it. But is that the right idea?
[identity profile] bloodyviolent.livejournal.com
Vincent, I do hope your other pets are a bit more amusing than this one. He hardly was a challenge~ At least his blood is pretty. It compliments his beard nicely.

[blood smear on the page]

Oh dear, it seems I left him all broken and bleeding and alone. You better hurry and find before he dies. The creatures in the kitchen might think he's food~ ♥





[ooc: >> Rosso left Reeve bleeding and pinned against the wall in the hallway outside the kitchen]
[identity profile] ghostofsparta.livejournal.com
It's good to see SOMEONE is finally weeding out the fools.
[identity profile] flame-striker.livejournal.com
[dictated]

If I see that Walter guy, I'm going to burn him alive.

...But only after I give him a few punches to the face.

At least I know I can keep a few people safe, though I could do that for everybody.

[some transcribed sounds of fire and random monsters dying]

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