Eleventh

Mar. 12th, 2012 10:56 pm
akapeanut: (Man....)
[personal profile] akapeanut
[George looks...off. She's usually pretty neutral, but this time when the video starts, it's clear she's not feeling her best. Not that she's sick, but, well.

It's been a rough few weeks.]


Do you guys think there's any point to making friends here? I mean. It's not like we remember anyway.

And maybe it doesn't count as much.

Then again, we all die eventually in our own worlds, right? Well, most of us, anyway. But maybe that means there's no point to making friends ever.

[She looks self consciously away, eyes blinking uncomfortably.]

I...I don't know why I did this. Never mind.

[Click.]
forgottenmother: (Lonely and sad)
[personal profile] forgottenmother
[There is now a white wolf being broadcasted on the network. She's out in the halls with a few pots of different colored paints nearby. She's painting something with her tail, and when she's finished, she stares at it for a couple minutes. Ammy whines softly before lying down, ears drooping slightly.

Ammy misses her friend terribly.]

11; video

Mar. 7th, 2012 12:08 am
eatsyourscience: (lost sight of things you want to show me)
[personal profile] eatsyourscience
[Souji's sitting on his couch with several books stacked beside him and origami cranes lining the window sill behind him. He's not looking directly at the camera when the feed comes on, but the way he sits back a little as it starts indicates that he turned it on intentionally.

He's quiet for a few seconds, as though he's listening to something. Then he looks at the device, pensive.]


How much should someone worry about the future? Or is the present more important?

[He isn't addressing anyone in particular, but he sounds like he needs a second (actually a seventh) opinion on this.]
sadfreezingbrit: (let's go in there!)
[personal profile] sadfreezingbrit
[ Today's video feed is brought to you live and in colour from your local library by a Philip surrounded by notes and books. ]

Erm... so I've been doing some research and I was wondering...

[ Philip clears his throat. ]

Does anybody actually know where this five death rumour comes from?

[ He flicks through his notes, tapping the desk in front of him with a pencil. ]

I'm almost positive most of us were told that, er, that you can "only" [ cue matching finger quotes ] die five times here, but nobody seems to have any idea what happens then and, erm... I can't find any records of that anywhere and--

[ He hesitates. ]

I guess I might has well ask, has anyone ever seen a fifth death? ...Or suffered one?

And while Philip waits for the answers to that, here's a little backdated something for one Dean Winchester. )
insidethechimney: pinkie pie is NOT SMILING D: (what no)
[personal profile] insidethechimney
[Pinkie Pie is zooming around the room, looking around in the closet, peering up at the ceiling, disappearing briefly into the bathroom, then returns to check under the bed. Spotting the video camera, she bounds over.]

Helloooo? Where is everypony?

[She sits down and begins gesticulating wildly.]

So I woke up this morning and I found myself in this weird place. I thought it might be a dream, but this is too boooo-ring to be my dream! I came inside and no-one was in the corridor, so I knocked on all the doors on that floor - and boy, there were a lot of doors - then I went to the next floor and knocked on all their doors, then the next and so on until I found myself up here and this door came unlocked so I thought maybe it was going to be a dream after all and there was going to be a surprise party inside!

[She untangles her legs, which have become knotted with all the waving around, and gestures around the room. It completely hasn't occurred to her that the likely reason no-one answered her knocking was because she zoomed off after knocking on each door.]

But look! No party! No people!

[Now bored of ranting, she wanders over to the closet and pulls out a watering can. She trots over to the camera.]

So I'll make my own people! This is Mr Spout. He's a bit wet, but he's still my friend!
forgottenmother: (WTF?)
[personal profile] forgottenmother
[Hey, look, there's a wolf over here! She's sniffing at the device, and her nose accidentally turns on the video. Ammy gives it a curious look, having never seen technology like this before. She presses something, and now it's suddenly dual-screen, as if to see both her and text. Surprisingly, the wolf starts writing.]

This certainly isn't where I should be! Is this strange land part of Nippon?

[There's confusion and doubt evident in her eyes. If this is a trick of Yami's, she wouldn't be surprised. This place has a different scent from her world's.]

Also, is there food here? Peaches, apples, cherry cakes?

[This question seems to perk her up a little, her tail wagging gently.]

[video]

Feb. 7th, 2012 08:26 pm
aboylikethat: THIS GEL IS FLAMMABLE, K? (PLS PUT OUT THAT MATCH)
[personal profile] aboylikethat
[The video shakes briefly as the camera is adjusted, until the person in question comes into focus. The side of his mouth quirks in amusement at it.]

— Nice, is this tech circa 2005 or what? You guys could really use an upgrade here in ghetto Hogwarts. I'm just saying, video conferencing has gotten a lot more high tech in the past few years and this? Is not the most stylish thing in the world by a long shot.

So. Who out there wants to fill me in on what exactly is going on around here in "Hoodwarts?" Trust me — I'll make it worth your while.
brainkegger: ((Buck) Smokin')
[personal profile] brainkegger
[The video flicks on, and for the first time since she's arrived, it's clear she's not herself. Buck's hat and glasses are in place and given his expression, shit has most definitely gotten real.]

So y'all're aware that this place got all kinds of fucked up this past weekend. Bein' that it's my job to keep things safe, I'm kinda havin' a hard time with the whole idea of stickin' around this queer-ass dump.

[Buck sniffs, spits, adjusts his "tackle".]

Any of y'all wanna go fishin'?
battleaxebass: (sexy vampire lady)
[personal profile] battleaxebass
[Marceline shoots while brushing out her ridiculously long hair. It's a full-time job keeping this mane in check you guys. Sometimes she has to multi-task!]

I've been thinking these days, I need a new henchman.

[Brush brush brush.]

I had one for a little bit, but he split awhile ago and now I've had to do things for myself again. It's a total drag! Queens aren't supposed to do their own dirty work, it's just wrong!

So I've got a deal. If you wanna be my henchman, you gotta be ready to do stuff like:

Help me feed
Do recordings
Beatbox
Laundry
Set up pranks

...There's probably more I'll think of later but that's the gist of it!

And in return, you of course get the protection and unbeatable companionship of a totally rad vampire queen. Who doesn't want that? It's a super sweet deal if you ask me!

Oh, and there's only one opening. Night hours mostly. If more than one person applies I guess you'll have to duel for it or something. Tough cookies!

Good luuuuuuck!
epiccombo: (Totally believing you)
[personal profile] epiccombo
[If anyone happens to be walking through the hallway on the first floor, they will see one Noah Puckerman giving a repeat performance. Awhile ago, he vented his feelings by graffiting the mansion's walls, and now he's at it again. He's so into his work that he doesn't even notice that the video feed has turned on.

Feel free to stare, laugh, get angry... Whatever you choose.]
chicgenerosity: (Gasp!)
[personal profile] chicgenerosity
[Hello there, Wonderland. There is a very distressed pony running back and forth on your screens.]

No, no, no, no, no! How can this be? This isn’t Ponyville!

Please, I need to go back! I have lots of work to do, and it just cannot wait.

[Rarity shakes her head in desperation, sending her mane fanning out in all directions.]

This isn’t right! It simply is not right. Kidnapping me from my home and stranding me here is just not right. I don’t know who is behind this, but you simply must send me back. I won’t take no for an answer.

[She huffs.]

Hello? Is anyone there? Send me back!
miss_pouncellor: (whos there???)
[personal profile] miss_pouncellor
[Slosh. Squish. Slosh. Squish.

A sopping wet cat troll is trudging down the hallways in her very damp and heavy clothing. Snow is very fun! But also very cold. And very wet.]

:33 < brrr!
:33 < *ac f33ls a tickle in her nose*
:33 < it

:33 < *ac apawlogizes*
:33 < *she dropped her commewnicator*

:33 < *ac drops it again*
:33 < *she is overcome by sn33zes!*
:33 < its so cold!
hundred_power: (confidence)
[personal profile] hundred_power
[Kotetsu smiles into the camera when the feed activates.]

All right everyone, feast your eyes on this!

[Kotetsu points the recorder down at a mug of hot chocolate with mini marshmallows bobbing at the top.]

Wild Tiger's Ultimate Hot Cocoa! Perfect for snowy days!

[The cocoa loses points in neatness when Kotetsu drops the recorder and hits the mug.]

Gyah! No-no-no-no...phew.

[The mess is now cleaned.]

Come on! What are you waiting for?
whereyoullfind: (M-I-S-S-M-E all you want)
[personal profile] whereyoullfind
[That snow storm sure was something, wasn't it? Once everything calmed down, Max ventured outside to the beach to check out what washed up. He tugged his sailboat onto the grass weeks ago; there was no danger of any debris hitting it.

He was originally filming it documentary-style, but once he saw everything on the beach he sort of dropped his journal somewhere and ran off to play. He climbed up on a palm tree and walked across it like a gymnast's high beam. When he got to the end, he jumped down into the leaves, and after a moment of shuffling, he emerged with a coconut.

And then he tossed it as hard as he could at one of the boulders, hoping it would break into a billion pieces and spray milk everywhere. ...But it didn't. Coconuts are hard and he didn't really throw it well enough. He paused then, and looked around some more.
]

...Where did all this come from anyway? That island?

[It's a good question, but he didn't have any better guesses. So he returns his attention to playing on the cold beach again, where anyone is free to find him or message him.]
dashingloyalty: (Disappoint levels increasing)
[personal profile] dashingloyalty
[Hey, Wonderland, there is now a miffed flying pony on the screen.]

What the hay is going on around here? I mean, there wasn't a mansion the last time I checked! I almost crashed head-first into the wall!

[The pony crosses her arms and pretty much pouts.]

Not cool, whoever built it here, not cool. And I know cool!

[She pauses to rub her head a little awkwardly.]

So, like, where am I, now? It's definitely nowhere in Equestria that I'm familiar with.
paper_knight: (yours)
[personal profile] paper_knight
Mark is camping out in one of the library's tall windows, the better to watch the snowstorm. Not that it's doing him much good--the view outside is solid white. But he's convinced that something's going on out there, so he'll be there for most of the day, keeping watch just in case.

Around noon, he sends out a formal transmission:

"Hey everyone. Good afternoon. Since we're all stuck inside anyway, and we've had some departures and arrivals, I'd like to take another census. Name, date, where you're from, special powers, if you've got them. If we haven't met before, my name's Mark. I'm not out to hurt anyone with this information. Just looking for answers. You can ask around, anyone will tell you so. I'm down in the library if you'd rather talk in person. And...I guess that's it. Thanks."

I.

Jan. 21st, 2012 01:50 pm
fixinthemind: ([Datil])
[personal profile] fixinthemind
[ After arriving at the beach and spending a couple of minutes being downright confused and ultimately decided that the huge mansion should be the first place to go, Axel had noticed one of his pockets was heavier than usual. And upon inspection he found a small device. One with a lot of buttons. What do you do in a situation like this? You press them of course! All of them. At first it broadcasts audio only and the sound of snow crunching beneath someone's feet is heard. ]

This thing doesn't make any sense. [ He presses another button and the audio stops. Another buttom makes it video instead and a nice view of the sky along with some strands of red hair are seen. ]

What is this thing even fo- [ Off. ] Come on. [ On. ] Way to be useless. [ Off. ] You would think it would come with some instruction! [ On. And finally instead of the sky, his enter face is shown. And he somehow looks annoyed and amused all at the same time. ]


Sheesh am I glad we don't have these back home.
brainkegger: ((Tara) Shit...)
[personal profile] brainkegger
[The video flips on. It’s immediately clear that Tara isn’t planning on speaking to anyone in particular.]

Hey. Tara. Not sure where I am. Not sure what happened to my phone, so uh, whoever this belongs to, sorry. Crazy lady needs to talk it out.

[She runs her hand through her hair.]

I was…bowling? Fuck, yes, that’s right. I don’t...feel like someone took over, though. Don’t remember anything if they did.

[She curses and shuts the video off.]

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