[54]: Now you've done it.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

Play all the mind games you want, rock. But taking my TARDIS from me...[tap tap tap] I'm going to stop you.

TARDIS residents, you lot can stay in our room, or get to the safe areas. I've got no idea how long it's going to be a real police box like this.

(no subject)

[vespabitch.livejournal.com]

[seeing an illusion of Atomsk B) of course, it looks like she's just hanging out with an invisible person]

Cocktease.

(no subject)

[herofanboy.livejournal.com]

[dictated... loudly]

HEY! EVERYONE!

HAVE ANY OF YOU SEEN MAGIKARP?!

He's orange, has fins, and reacts to the name "Magikarp!"

...He reacts by flopping around on the ground.

............I don't think he'll survive on his own.

(no subject)

[sofaultless.livejournal.com]

[sound of a mirror smashing]

➳ 13

[daine.livejournal.com]

[dictated away from the journal in a frantic tone, as the sounds of things being moved about are heard in the background]

Kitten? Come out, this isn't funny. [more noises] Kitten!

[a moment, then a more direct recording]

If anyone sees a baby dragon with blue scales, let me know. Please. She responds to the name Skysong or Kitten.

[a longer pause]

I can't hear any of them. All the animals are gone...

[OOC: Pretend this was earlier; tags will be after sleep]

(no subject)

[crocodilecop.livejournal.com]

( Akito/Agito )

Episode 116

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[someone's experiencing the "fun" of hallucinations]
Nathan....?

But you were gone. You left.

..Are you really back? Wait, don't disappear again! Nathan!!

Vision: Doyle

[chasingvisions.livejournal.com]

Oh, god. Doyle! You-- wait, don't--

... Okay, you know what? That is not even close to funny.

017;

[i-findthem.livejournal.com]

( To: Sylar and Mohinder )

If you hide, you can be safe. Please be safe.

slumber party in hell:

[queendramabitch.livejournal.com]

[It more than likely (hello understatement) hasn't been a restful night for any of the people gathered in Adam Monroe's room. Or former room, since it now resembles a compartment on a space ship, and is just about as comfortable. Lucy has felt somewhat better since relocating here from her own room, if only because she knows she isn't the only real person in the room anymore. But her father is still visiting her--which only makes his death feel like it was yesterday again--as well as the Master--which she doesn't understand at all. He keeps asking her to remember him, that he loves her and misses her. It makes no sense, and it leaves her feeling disturbed and uneasy, as if she's obviously forgotten something vitally important.

Lucy's fallen asleep in one corner of what now passes for the couch, and Peter calling out for Nathan has woken her up from a restless sleep. It comes complete with a crick in her neck and sock mouth. She gets up, joints popping in protest, looks to see Inara speaking quietly to Peter, and makes for the remainder of the bathroom to splash some water on her face. That's when something outside the window--porthole?--catches her eye, and she moves closer to get a better look.

Gasps can still be loud even when your vocal chords won't join in. Lucy jerks away from the window in shock, and then whirls around to face the others, pointing at the window in a panic]


[ooc: open, yo :D]

005. we're coming down to the ground, there's no better place to go

[hello-wall-e.livejournal.com]

[confused Wall-E is CONFUSED]

Aaaxxiioom? 

[pause]

Eeeeva? Doc-terrr?

025

[palpitations]

[This is the sound of a gun being loaded and then cocked.]

I wonder which method is most effective... Brother, I think you should move up to a higher floor if you haven't already.


Mr. Albedo... are you bored again? I would like to try out some of the Castle's latest gifts.

As gracious as the Castle is to provide more of what I already have... I would've liked more selection. A Britannian model, at least, would've been nice.






[Added later, more out of annoyance than anything:]

If you're not familiar with combat, have never used a weapon, or uncomfortable with fighting, move to the upper floors now.


[ooc: Rolo's got new toys and is quite pleased with them~ Thank you, Castle, for giving him more guns.]

010

[xiaomeimei.livejournal.com]

The TARDIS ain't a ship no more. It took it away...whatever this is just made her not a ship no more at all.

How can it do that? An' if it can do that...whole castle might look like a ship now, but it don't feel like one. There ain't no hum, ain't nothin' to feel, ain't nothin' to talk to inside of it.

The monsters...what if they're like Reavers? What if...this ain't just somethin' the castle's done like before? If it can just change even her...it can do anything, and ain't nowhere that's safe.

Twelfth Beacon

[recoveryone.livejournal.com]

We're surrounded by some...things and they sound like they're trying to get in. From the sound of it, they're trying to get in through the front door. At least they're kind enough to knock.

We're trying to fortify the door, but in the event that these things get in, we should have a combat task force on ground level to deal with them. I'm not asking for everyone, but I want people down here that are combat trained and prepared to kill things.

So get to it and get down here. We've got a defensive perimeter to establish and every moment gone is a moment wasted.

-RECORDED FLOOR FILTER-

[A crash and smash and the sickening sound of air rushing out as quickly as the life support system is pumping it in as the Necromorphs break the through the doors and attack]

[ooc: Invasion begins, feel free to thread it here or in subsequent posts]

(no subject)

[thetransparent.livejournal.com]

At least our assumptions were correct.

XCIII.

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

( Asuka, Shiji, Sayuka, Kotarou )

( Dante )

[sounding very no-nonsense]

Yo! Here's a newsflash for you people still picking them off down there.

Get as much distance between them and you as you can, then just take them down limb by limb. They can't come after you as fast with their legs gone, and without their arms they don't have much to attack you with. A torso's just target practice compared to the rest.

I can hear some of them moving around in the ventilation system, so keep an eye out.


[[OOC: he went through a few close encounters before figuring this out. :| Also, idk if/how Azula & Co + Akabane wanna join up now, but feel free to get that going here somehow. :O]]

004

[crowdingmysky.livejournal.com]

( filter: Serenity Crew )

This is cute, but not the ship I was hoping to wake up on thank you very much.

V - SHR; [Dictated]

[clawsofadragon.livejournal.com]

It didn't stop.

[Tifa's adventure has become a full-fledged nightmare. Or perhaps that's an exaggeration. To say she isn't the least bit anxious is an understatement. Anxiety, flutters, shivers, shudders, and the rallying of her unstable nerves have been haunting her. As though things had not been bad enough to begin with.

She has donned the appropriate apparel, helm and everything. She seems prepared, though it occurs to her that in uniform like that, it might not be the easiest to use her fists as weapons. She's not really trained in anything else... That thought vanished some time ago, however, once the incessant pounding on walls became painfully clear. Forget the problems with Paradisa, the thumps are the ones that remind her of a pulsing heart held within her ribcage.]

I thought it would go on forever... Maybe it will.
I didn't know where to go. In a monument that doesn't seem to end, I felt lost, so I followed him.

And that was how I got here.

But it... didn't stop.

[Even Tifa's charms are not immune to hallucinations. Her optimism is lingering, though hardly as amplified as it had been before. Her own uncertainties are getting the best of her. Her tone is one of considerable contemplation. It seems clear, as a blue sky, that she is trying to think of what she'll do next.]

Something has gone wrong.

He said not to worry, though. He said not to worry, and to follow him.

"We'll get through this together."

That's all I've really wanted. Just to get through everything together. That and--

[She breaks off as it seems she's being called. It's by her own hallucinations, of course, so the only one who can hear it is her. On the edges of insanity it must look, though Tifa would never see it that way. She speaks, but it's not to the journal, yet it picks it up anyway...]

Yeah. I'm coming.

[Pause.]

Hm? No. I didn't hurt myself.

[Pause.]

You're okay, right?

[And there's a smile in that momentary silence.]

Oh, good. I am too.

[Tifa's turning her attention back onto her journal, and not onto the strange things she seems to be imagining.]

So we're looking to help anyone out there who needs to find others.
I don't know how much help I'll be, but I'm going to do my best.
And he'll do his best too.

dictated

[notcaged.livejournal.com]

I suggest the doors be fortified, lest they break through.

:061

[devilmarked.livejournal.com]

( filter: private )

[ you just get a laugh, a bitter and angry sort of laugh ] This is bullshit.

(no subject)

[rank1killer.livejournal.com]

[After the invasion is over, have a journal opened up to seemingly nonsensical chanting and guttural monster sounds, as well as some heavy breathing and groans of pain]

RYOKI! For the LOVE OF FUCKING GOD, SNAP [A slam against glass is recorded] THE FUCK [Another slam] OUT OF IT!

[And there isn't another sound, instead the sick sound of something pick going into and throw a human body is picked up. A gross cry of pain quickly dissolves into a thick, heavy gurgling as blood gets in the way of sound.

A few moments later and a second, wet thump is heard. Following that is a new found scream of pain and blood splattering to the floor in a mess. A second and third wet thunk is recorded as the scream seems to die away into a whimpering.

Cue one loud, disgusting monster growl, before more slicing and dicing is recorded and more wet thunks and splatters find their way through the book. There is no more sounds from Travis now, he's long gone.]

[ooc: First sacrifice]

(no subject)

[justifiedmeans.livejournal.com]

The fact that we've been provided weapons isn't very comforting.

[Filtered away from those fixated on the Marker]

[she writes down the number of the page with the list of names]

[a moment later she adds the page number to this]

Is someone keeping an eye on these people, or are we just letting them do what they want?

( [Leon] )

(no subject)

[lessthanstelar.livejournal.com]

[Hello journal, have some frenzied screaming and bloody fingerprints. GUESS WHOSE BESTEST BUDDY DIED, CASTLE, GUESS]

WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!?

I'll tear you all apart! You and your stupid rock!!

Act Five

[irritablesong.livejournal.com]

(Kenta isn't really doing much at all when he's pretty sure he sees his sister.)

Si- Sis? ... Sakura? Hey! Wai--

(There's a few moments of relative silence before he speaks again.)

You're not really here, huh... This place sucks.

(no subject)

[sentenced.livejournal.com]

[Fuck this noise. He's had his fill of creepy mutants, thanks.]

Rebecca, where are you? Looks like that first-aid kit might not be such a bad idea, after all.

If you see one of 'em, forget aiming for its head. These things don't stop.

002

[space-hick.livejournal.com]

Is this kind of thing normal here? Because whatever these things are, they're nothing like I've ever seen.

Anyway, I'm not one for weapons but it seems like that's the best course of action for now. I pity anyone who tries to melee.

[ooc: Cliff's upstairs hunting down things that're coming out of vents. >: Good for you people up there, but no help to the real fight. Sry.]

(no subject)

[adventuring.livejournal.com]

[ Filtered away from anyone associated with the Marker. ]

Not only do we have monsters, but now people... [ Her voice pauses for a brief second. ] our friends are becoming dangerous. I think it's important everybody start sticking together and heading to the safe zones. There's no telling what kind of monster or weapons those people have.

I heard there were people defending the front door; I think we should start having others guard the safe zones in case anything or anyone decides to show up. Can anyone volunteer to do that? Medics spread out in each of the safe zones would be a good idea, too. If you need food or anything and you're not in the kitchen, don't go alone.

The most important thing is to just be careful, everyone.

books for bulkheads

[bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com]

[since there's already a post of people at the frontlines, have a generic post for everyone hiding out in the library! 1-2-3 GO!]

[open]

(no subject)

[combatant.livejournal.com]

[After both Sakura and Syaoran failed to show up to the room where Fai and Kurogane had planned to hold out until this whole mess was over with, the dynamic duo thought it best to actively search out their underage traveling companions.

It wasn't exactly easy, what with the castle having transformed itself into some unfamiliar structure, but that didn't seem to deter mommy and daddy the mage and the ninja from the task at hand]

These brats are turning out to be more trouble than they're worth.

[Obviously Kurogane was in an especially pleasant mood. In his defense, he actually would be sort of sad if one of them turned up dead. Kinda]


[ Open post for anyone who wants Tsubasa!CR. ]

Issue 005

[finitevus.livejournal.com]

These creatures are by far among the most fascinating examples of parasitic adaptation I have ever seen. Though they are without a doubt very stupid, their natural weaponry and ingenious biological modifications to what appear to be now functionally deceased host forms is almost inspiring. No threat to me, still. The robots I have constructed are taking care of whatever slips past my Warp Ring defenses. I wonder if there is some way to kill a creature or two with a minimum of damage being done to the body. Further investigation is most certainly warranted.

I have observed numerous forms, all with increasingly specific biological weapons and means of defense or offense. I will make sure to write all I observe of these creatures, so that I might further study this later. Though these creatures are nothing so fascinating as Chaos, nor as adaptable or self-sufficient, the pure uniqueness of their design leaves me more curious than frightened, and more fascinated than repulsed.

(no subject)

[proudly.livejournal.com]

[Because it's only a matter of time before these creatures run into something as epic as the DAI GURREN DAN. Sadly, Kamina is the first to spot the ungodly creature as it comes scurrying out from a nearby vent.

Sry2say, he is not very intimidated and even resorts to calling the beast out (aka, drawing its attention toward the group, rofl sry guys)]

OI! CAPTAIN FURRY!! SNEAKING UP BEHIND US—WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK WE ARE?!


[ Open to the DAI GURREN DAN and anyone stupid enough to be traveling with them. ]

(no subject)

[justthatunlucky.livejournal.com]

[Dictated hastily (and loudly, sorry she's panicing a bit) into the journal]

If anyone needs a safe place away from the monsters, I-I'm going to set up a shield in the kitchen! Please come if you can!

Allen, Rinali, Ravi--Please be careful!

32

[payback.livejournal.com]

( Filtered to friends and acquaintances )

( Six )

[Someone is in the library, occasionally making restless circuits to check the medical gear, but mostly pressed up against the window, checking out the grounds around the castle.

Necromorphs as far as the eye can seeeeeee. ):]

seventeen

[lanterning.livejournal.com]

[at the front and he's pumping energy like hell, helping to fortify the walls, and picking off any stray monsters that he can get]

[ooc; open!]

» seventeenth dream

[sinfully-pure.livejournal.com]

[Subaru doesn't know what to make of this... this change. These... creatures. His senses are heightened in case something decided to attack, and he won't let Kamui get hurt. There's no way he's letting them lay a hand on his twin. However, Kamui's always been the better fighter. Subaru rather not if it could be helped, but he can hold his own if needed. It's just that... he's not used to not having his twin fight by his side...]

[Speaking of Kamui, Subaru is sad to say that he still doesn't remember him, and that makes this all the more difficult with how stubborn his twin can be sometimes. He's holding on tightly though, to Kamui's hand, whether he wants it or not. If they got separated and Kamui got hurt... He won't allow it. He definitely won't allow it. Even if it's against his wishes, he won't let go...]

[Now if only he could figure out where to go so that they'll be safe...]

8

[love-alice-chan.livejournal.com]

( Filter to Team Deathmatch, the ToS crew and anyone else Decus knows/considers a friend )

024; [Dictated]

[chocobuster.livejournal.com]

[thumpthump...thumpthump... his beating heart. Cloud wasn't afraid; he held no fear over this place. it was a matter of how anxious he was feeling. the second he heard the crashing of beasts against the walls and windows of the newly arranged spaceship, he knew. there was more to this then dreams and violating one's mind]

[he...got lost, on the way to Lelouch. but maybe it was better this way. if he was giving into his illusions so easily, he wouldn't slow the others down. there was no insanity in his thoughts, only a more grim outlook on why it was better to go alone. for now... Reno and him had seperated, a safe zone being the library amongst others. he should have went to look for them. and Euphemia was still here. wherever Tifa was, she was looking out for whomever else. he...wanted to look out for her. so what was he going to do?]

... Hm.

[all alone; rather he used to be before the grotesque sounds of something squishing and crawling can be heard, metallic scraping as something's lurking through the upper grating of the roof]

... ... ...

[and then, there was silence. eerily so as one could hear nothing on Cloud's end of the journal]

...woah-!!

[and then a unholy roar is heard, followed by the sounds of flesh being torn to bits. a couple of grunts are heard, screams that are unnatural, and as pieces can be heard falling to the floor...

[... ... ... ...]

↓ 021 Gun salute? not today

[sent_farfaraway]

[1412 room / hallway filter since she's loud and banging on your door Castiel]

So are you gonna sit in you room trying to figure out how you feel or are you gonna come hit something? Cause I can tell you that you're probably feeling kinda betrayed... maybe a bit ticked off? Idle a bit at not having much to do until these things started to crawl the walls of this place.

[more pounding even if you're on your way she doesn't care Mr. Mopey]

Come on, be a good Soldier of God and get your angel ass out here.

(no subject)

[perverse.livejournal.com]

[While Kakashi is helping hold down the fort in the library, a number of his shadow clones have been sent out to search the rest of the castle for anyone who might be in need of assistance, as well as to gather any combat information that they can on the creatures.

For the most part, he has been successful in avoiding the beasts entirely, yet even when one of the clones ends up being ripped to shreds its knowledge and experience are returned to the original Kakashi, making the defeated clones just as useful as those still active]


[ Open post should anyone want CR with Kakashi~ ]

(no subject)

[martypascal.livejournal.com]

( Jackie )

(no subject)

[howmuchdoiknow.livejournal.com]

[There are tiny spatterings of blood on the page as he dictacts, someone didn't manage to get out of the way quick enough.]

( Earl and Butler )

( Kuukaku )

[A sigh, then quietly~]

I suppose it could be worse.

(no subject)

[liebing.livejournal.com]

( Digi-Destined + Guilmon )

7 Digivices

[friendshipping.livejournal.com]

[So, someone spent a good portion of the past few days ignoring the journal, and in general being a big idiot. After all, a bunch of rock huggers was nothing to be upset about, and he resents the idea he needs to be in a group of babysitters to stay alive. So, he wandered off. The result?

Him being helped heavily into the kitchen by one Allen Walker and helped into a chair. They both look a bit of a mess, covered in blood. Some of it's theirs, some of it the creature's, and maybe on Allen's end, some of it might be other peoples. Matt's leg is mangled, among a few other scrapes and bruises and he alternates between pursuing the journal and trying to clean it out by himself, while Allen is off making something to eat nearby.

Matt's voice is slightly pained, and a good deal irritated/freaked out, and he's leaving random blood smears on the pages]

What...the hell were those things?


[[ooc: open kitchen post! Come bug 'em in person, or over the journal~]]

® .018. realized I was in ruffled knickers a moment too late

[banished_dame]

[Have Rose just come off her loss, in her room slightly confused, slightly upset, very embarrassed and more than likely ticked that there's an invasion of sorts going on and she's missed part of it]

While I'd love to give everyone an apology for my recent loss, I think instead I should be checkin' in with a few Doctors, and finding out just what the hell is going on?

(no subject)

[mouthiness.livejournal.com]

Well isn't this just every B-Horror movie all wrapped into one. I like the guns though. One shoots saw blades. Did you hear me? It shoots saw blades. It's my new favorite gun. I'm going to name it and keep it under my pilliow.

Hey Boss. Am I on the clock now?

( Nubile Young Avengers )

( Shiba )

(no subject)

[lionessalanna.livejournal.com]

[Alanna doesn't have a sword, but she's tired of sitting around and feeling useless, so she flips the journal open]

Is there some sort of treatment area set up for those who are injured? I'm...I can heal anybody who's hurt.

4

[lord-morrolan.livejournal.com]

[Morrolan has decided to do a quick sweep of Floor 4 so that he can take a shower in peace. He has a few wounds, but they are easily dealt with. Once he's finally cleaned up, he returns to the library to make sure everything is secure there. After a quick walk to make certain all is peaceful, he finds a bookshelf to perch on to better observe as much as possible. Feel free to bother him while he writes!]

( Filter: Necromancers )

(no subject)

[luthored.livejournal.com]

[ KITCHEN FILTER ]

[ is going out of her mind with that overall helpless feeling that's going around, oh yeah and the occasional mind fuck known as hallucinations. She's in the kitchen constantly brewing coffee, making lattes and cappuccinos, and putting together sandwiches for people.

Feel free to bug the stressed chick with the butter knife! She's your temporary waitress and barista in this safe zone. ]

λ^0.001

[hev-interloper.livejournal.com]

[There's a distinct thud as two-hundred-plus pounds of man and hazardous environment suit hits one of Paradisa's beds. The man in question groans and rolls over, thanking the universe and all its multiple dimensions that at least his glasses weren't crushed. He blinks through them, covered though they are with the slime of ages, and looks around at the room he's found himself in.

This isn't the dark, dimensionless deepness that the Bastard stuck him in. ...is it? It could be; it's obvious to Gordon that the man has some control over geometry and physics, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do what he did. The question that sticks out in Gordon's mind, though, is: why? Why him, of all people? "Why Black Mesa" is easy enough to answer, after all, but "Why Gordon Freeman" is a quandary. He wasn't--still isn't--anything special. There've been other people that have skipped grades, gotten early doctorates, and gone on to do much greater things than shove a cart into a big honking piece of apparatus. He's no Feynman, and certainly not an Einstein.

A voice floats into his head. It wasn't long ago that he was told, "They agree with me that you have limitless... potential." Limitless potential? A job? None of it makes any sense to Gordon, and he collapses back in the bed. It's not exactly comfortable for him to sleep in the HEV, but it's safe, at least, so that's one thing. He'll see what this is all about later. Right now, it's been a very long... day. Days? He's lost track, but regardless, sleep creeps into his body and he drifts off.]

[Later:

The sounds of a man waking up, and groaning. There's a sharp intake of breath as he looks around--is he back at Black Mesa? Where... where is this?]

[[OOC: Ooooopen post! Gordon is mute, but once he finds his journal, he can write stuff. :D]]

thirty: oh it's on

[demonmagnetism.livejournal.com]

[icon of hilarious irony aside, this is your Captain, steely combat-training season eight Xander here, reporting for duty and dictating]

Scoobies, not-Scoobies-- whomsoever it may concern, I'm going downstairs to join the people getting ready to fight at the perimeter.

'Cause monsters? Well really that just makes me feel kinda homesick.

Any of you guys with me?

xlii; ♦ : serpentine

[perfectlikeme.livejournal.com]

[Some banging around is heard, along with echoing gunshots and squealing. Someone's in ur ventilation system, hackin' up some Necromorphs... but not for long, as she kicks a grate out of a vent on one of the lower floors with her five-inch platform heels, and gracefully flips out. There are a few blood spatters on her otherwise pristine gloves and boots, and her Treasure Scope is hanging at an awkward angle]

Well that's going to be a pain~

Don't go in the vents, girls and boys.

(no subject)

[haneumadino.livejournal.com]

[Recorded as he carefully walk through the halls]

Where is- Can't find my pets. Can't find anyone. Can't- [But luck is with him now because he sees his BFF]

YUURI! There you are! Come here!

58th feather

[dafiteison.livejournal.com]

[Light panting]

You guys... wait up... why do you keep running off on me like that?

Where'd you all go?

[Yeah, bit of a problem here, guys, because Pit keeps hallucinating the brawl family running down halls and around corners, and since he promised to keep close... well, he's gone and gotten himself separated. One could say it's not as much of a concern since the inital attack as subsided, but...]

001

[watchbehindyou.livejournal.com]

[The sound of a fairly loud crash is recorded, followed by electrical sparks as Snake's stealth camouflage fails as a result of slamming into the wall of his room. Snake gets up, crouches, and immediately touches below his neck with his middle and index fingers.]

Otacon, the stealth camo failed again. We really need to fix this problem it has with high-impact... [Have a quick look around of your steel room Snake, things definitely aren't right here.]

Otacon, I don't think I'm at the test site anymore... Otacon! Do you read?! [He stands up. The cold room almost instantaneously installs a feeling of uncertainty into him, the scurrying sounds coming from the walls don't help either.]

Where is this place? [He starts to hear voices of his old comrades screaming for him to something of the tune of "Snake! Snaake!!! SNNAAAKKE!!!]

Campbell, Mei Ling, Raiden, Otacon!?!?

(no subject)

[oncewas-laconic.livejournal.com]

The castle makes a piss poor excuse for a ship. I'm just saying. It's all...cold.

[fingers drum rapidly against the desk]

So, crewmates? Mal, River, Kaylee, 'Nara, you guys all right? Xander? An? 

4

[earthlike.livejournal.com]

[dictated as always]

Resting already is not a good idea. I can still feel a few in the vents nearby. They're probably all over the castle at this point.

[a pause]

Any ideas?

22

[assistingstark.livejournal.com]

[She's sitting in a corner in the library, back straight  in a chair nervously rubbing her hands together. She would be biting her nails if she was that sort of person.]

I feel so...useless. And god do I hate this place right now.  If the medical staff needs more help, I've never really done anything more than basic CPR training, but I want to help in anyway possible and I'm a fast learner.

[pen taps... many many pen taps]

Tony... try to stay safe. For my mental health, at least.

(no subject)

[pkfightinglove.livejournal.com]

[in a soft, hoarse voice]

I'm h...a...p...p...y...
It's not right... not... right...
I feel g...o...o...d....
I feel g...o...o...d...
I'm h...a...p...p...y...
...friends...

I'm h...a...p...p...y...
Ness, Ness, Ness, Ness, Ness, Ness, Ness, Ness, Ness, Ness, Ness, Ness...
Arrgh! Yaagh!...
It hurts, Ness...
Arrgh! Yaagh!...
It's not right... not right... not right...
Ahh, Grr, Ohhh...
Ness!

Ness!
Ness!
...go...b...a...c...k....

[ooc: You cannot grasp the true for of Lucas' mindfuck]

002

[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

[the Doctor has been prowling around the castle, searching for the creatures that managed to infiltrate and methodically picking them off - well, that was the plan, but he hasn't managed much yet, as it is difficult to blast them to pieces with a single Pulse Rifle from a certain distance

he has been silent about it until now, so no one could tell him to be sensible and get somewhere safe, he's ill, he should rest

he sounds tired, and breathless, but determined - and strangely clinical]

First of all, is anyone capable of capturing one of these things alive? I'd like to run some tests - I have pieces, but a whole, responsive subject would be far more useful. If there's a more efficient way to kill these creatures we ought to know about it.

Second - does anyone need help getting to a safe zone?

one; once upon a time

[selfwilled.livejournal.com]

Alive? It's not possible, I shouldn't..

[the sound of the journal meeting the floor follows, followed by a series of careful steps that get quieter as she moves away, covering her mouth with a hand]

What in the world--

What sort of trick is this? I've never seen such horrible creatures!

[ooc; What a time to show up. She's on the first floor, gawking at bodies and blood]

[09]: Holding back death

[dr-holloway.livejournal.com]

[tap tap tap tap, have a craaazy Grace talking at her journal, and uh, to a Doctor!hallucination] Isn't it amazing, Doctor? The cleansing...embracing evolution. Embracing God. It's all the same, don't you see? [pause] It's not wrong, Doctor, don't give me that look. It couldn't be more right...more perfect. I knew I had a calling...fixing people. Saving them. But holding back death isn't the answer. I know that now.