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[This time, Beast isn't in the mansion for once. He's on the grounds, pacing back and forth on all four legs in irritation.]

Another event...do these things ever let up? We barely have time to regroup and understand how this place works before it throws something different at us.

I suppose I should apologize to anyone if I hurt you during the last event, with the fog...I'm sorry. I wasn't myself, but that's no excuse to hurt innocent people.

[He huffs in irritation - it was a sloppy mistake on his part; safety was in numbers with that event, where he was less likely to think negatively about himself.]

All of that aside though...something weird is going on. People are getting hurt, and there's something different about a few of the people here. Their smell is a bit...off. I can tell they aren't human, even though they may look like they are. I think they're the ones behind all of this, but they're awfully clever. The way they handled Castiel...I think I may need some help with this hunt.

So who's with me? I say we hunt them down and make them pay for what they've done to us and our friends.

[If there's one thing that can be said about the Beast, it's that no one hurts his friends unless they want to get a jaw full of very sharp teeth to the face.]
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[The feed begins showing the Beast's room. It looks like it's been torn to pieces. The furniture is in shambles, the sheets, drapes, and carpet have been torn into shreds. It looks like a large bundle of clothing is piled up on the bed. The fog permeates the room, seeping through every single crack and crevice. Just looking at the place makes one feel cold.

[Suddenly, the pile of fabrics on the bed begins to shift and move. A low, gutteral growl can be heard, and a monstrous figure stands full on its two legs. The Beast has been consumed by the fog, and after feeling sick and sleeping for awhile, he's finally awake and hungry.

[His tail whips the communicator to the floor, filming from an awkward angle as the Beast kicks the door open and disappears into the foggy interior of the mansion. Be careful, Wonderland.]
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[The feed begins with Beast clearing his throat and shuffling around - he's nervous, but he's forcing himself to do this, whether he wants to or not.]

So, um. I know I haven't really been around that lately, and I...

[He pauses for a moment, and when he says the next word, it's almost like he has to force his mouth to say it.]

...apologize. It wasn't very civil of me. But after seeing the different people around here, I finally think I'm able to at least walk around without getting shot and having my head mounted on someone's wall.

[He becomes a bit flustered, tripping over his words.]

Not that anyone would do that here, or that anyone is that rude or dangerous, but I mean-

[He huffs impatiently, taking a deep breath, trying to control his temper. It's really hard.]

....you know what I mean. I think.

I guess what I'm really trying to say is that I guess if I'm stuck here I might as well deal with it. "When in Rome", as they say. So, uh, yes. I suppose this is more of an apology and a formal introduction than anything. I'm...sorry I frightened anyone when I first got here. I'll try to not do that as much.

[That being said, Beast turns on the video feed, finally revealing himself to the rest of the mansion proper for the first time. There he is, in all of his 6'5" monstrous glory. His ears and tail are slightly down, betraying his nervousness.]

I am Prince Adam, but you may call me Beast. It's a, uh, pleasure to make your acqwontonce, acquaindance, acquai-

[He struggles over the word, shaking his head, his fur raising slightly in irritation at himself.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Wonderland.

Um. I guess that's all.

[After shuffling around awkwardly, he turns off the feed. Well, he did it. Let Wonderland react as it may; it won't change his circumstances any.]
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So I've been eating these little sweet white things lately.

[The Lorax holds up a marshmallow. That. This thing.]

You know, plain.

Tons of 'em.

More than I'm proud of.

Bags and bags ever since Beanpo-- er, the Once-ler gave me one back home.

So, uh. Any ideas for some other way to prepare these bad boys? Maybe a healthy alternative kinda thing?

[He pats his belly a little. All that sugar's given him a bit of a paunch. Okay, a bit more of a paunch.]
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So I know it's been a while since we've had an even that uh, required any fighting. But maybe that's as good a reason as any to, you know, practice that. So we aren't caught off guard.

[Beiste pauses. Waves her hand.]

Okay, hang on, start over.

I've talked to some of you about how we don't all have some way to protect ourselves, and I think I oughta offer to help teach some of you who might wanna learn. I know a little about judo and a little about boxing, and I took a self-defense class in college...

[Not that it did her any good when it-- no, stop.]

So, uh, just let me know. And if any of y'all are willing to give lessons, holler like a bag of beans, alright?
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[A line of glasses filled with varying levels of blue-colored water were arranged on the table in a tearoom. Off on the side and behind the curtain of blue liquid and transparent glass was a small blue velvet cake. The only reason one could tell it was blue velvet cake despite the white cream frosting around it was that a slice had been cut, and that piece was on its side on a nearby plate.

Minato had his fork in hand. Then there was a clink, clink, clinking sound, a short tune. After testing out the note and pitch each glass made when tapping it with the utensil, he was ready.

Soon he began to play this song on his makeshift instrument setup before thinking out loud to seemingly no one in particular.]

... I know. Home will always be there. It shouldn't matter then how long I stay?
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I'm afraid I've been thinking--

A dangerous pastime!

I know!

What was your thought? Perhaps if you share it, the pain will be halved.

Do you think people ever get the wrong idea about us?

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[The audio feed comes on - the post is made late at night, something which will become a habit for Beast.]

I have been here for about a week now. When I first arrived here, I was a bit...overwhelmed. I was very confused and it was a lot to take in. Especially after having the surroundings change so abruptly and everyone acting so...

[He trails off, trying to find the right words. The only thing he can really think of is that everyone was acting like animals in heat. The scent of it all still makes him gag a little; if there's one thing he's having to get used to, it's the smells of all the different people around the mansion. He's used to the familiar scents of home.]

...In heat? Lecher...Lecker...

[He stops trying to say "lecherous"; it's been a few years since such a complicated words has fallen off of his tongue.]

A-anyway, it was really strange and after everything I've gone through, I just want to apologize if I scared anyone during my outbursts. I don't really understand how these mirrors work, but if I ever get my hands on mine, I will rip him in half with my bare hands. I shouldn't have let him get to me, but he did, and for that I am sorry.

[Beast sighs.]

I'm not quite ready to venture outside my room during the day. I know Evelyn said you all are more accepting and less judgmental, but I...I just, I can't. I can't do it. Not yet.

[Another pause, and this time, a quiet whimper can be heard as his thoughts turn to Belle.]

God, I miss her. I know she hated me, didn't want anything to do with me. But if I could have turned my palace into a home for her, if I could make her love me, make her smile...I wanted nothing more than that, and I completely screwed up.

I saw the tenderness in her eyes. It was the last thing I saw before I came here. Just knowing that I had someone else in my castle, someone I could try to talk to if I could just control my temper...it made everything a little brighter. And now she's gone.

I'm done talking about this.

[He goes to hit the button to end the feed, and as he does so, he accidentally hits the button for the video. Before he realizes his mistake, one can see him with his face buried in one of his paws, a look of sadness and utter despair in his features. It's a vulnerable side few get to see, and he quickly shuts the communicator before it goes on for very much longer.]
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[Being Beast's first Event, he has little to no experience with these matters. Upon waking and finding the interior of the mansion completely changed, the doors barred, and people acting like lechers, he's pretty cranky. Add taunting messages from his mirror self, and, well. He's a pretty pissed off animal hybrid. He roams the halls angrily, singing this song.]

I wish I had an angel for one moment of love//I wish I had your angel tonight

Deep into a dying day//I took a step outside an innocent heart//Prepare to hate me for when I may//This night will hurt you like never before

Old loves, they die hard//Old lies, they die harder

I wish I had an angel for one moment of love//I wish I had your angel, your virgin Mary undone//I'm in love with my lust burning angel wings to dust//I wish I had your angel tonight

I'm going down so frail and cruel//Drunken disguise changes all the rules//Old loves, they die hard//Old lies they die harder

I wish I had an angel for one moment of love//I wish I had your angel, your virgin Mary undone//I'm in love with my lust, burning angel wings to dust//I wish I had your angel tonight

Greatest thrill, not to kill//But to have the prize of the night//Hypocrite, wannabe friend//13th disciple who betrayed me for nothing

Last dance, first kiss//Your touch, my bliss//Beauty always comes with dark thoughts

I wish I had an angel for one moment of love//I wish I had your angel, your virgin Mary undone//I'm in love with my lust, burning angel wings to dust//I wish I had your angel tonight

I wish I had an angel//I wish I had an angel//I wish I had an angel//I wish I had an angel!

[Beast has years of pent-up sexual frustration, but dealing with a bipolar voice in his head makes it much easier to resist his urges, not to mention the fact that even if he wanted to act upon them, he could never forgive himself, especially while being in this form. So instead, he takes his aggression out on the mirrors. As he sings, he smashes and breaks any mirrors he comes across, unaware of the fact that he might actually be helping people. If you're lucky, you might snap out of this Event's clutches if you happen to cross paths with him.]
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[Half-assed filtered to Jade, when your character is a remotely smart cookie, this is hackable.]

Dearest Twin,

According to the world of online I should meet you in person and hand you flowers, still I think I am not going to take its advice. Yet, I do think I am able to provide you with flowers through the engine of search called google. Here are some roses, they do represent the question I want to ask you.

We should go on this thing called a date. It is what Midgardians do to express their feelings for eachother.

I am currently full of these feelings.

I shall provide candle light dinners and movies and such.



PS: I even wrote this message in the appropriate color that fancies you.

[Loki is just a bit affected by the event. But he's strong enough to fight further urges.

And to everyone:]

Why did this wretched house turn into a pimp's dwelling?


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