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D --> Greetings fellow trolls and inferior sentient beings
D --> Unless I am grossly mistaken this is my second public missive
D --> My name is Equius Zahhak
D --> I am a noble blueblood of the planet Alternia
D --> I apologize for any potential prior impropriety on my part
D --> Until recently I was de100ded as to the reality of the situation
D --> I have since come to a%cept the una%ceptable
D --> I have been taken captive by this
D --> Wonderland
D --> As such I have made it my goal to seek out allies
D --> Are there any amongst you who would consider themselves nobility
D --> I believe we have much in common
onetruepurring: (Creepeta get?)
[personal profile] onetruepurring
[Regardless of whether the event is over or not, Nepeta is...very much going to practice her hunting skills. She's going to be all cat-like as she wanders all over the mansion.

The question is...is she stalking you? Or is she stalking...something else?]
itsahotone: (when you're not in bed)
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[The down time between events is always both a relief and a bore. It's times like this Santana misses Puck most, because he would usually have some ideas of how to make things more interesting.

...Not that she would even take him up on the usual idea of sex, anyway. She's past that.

Which brings the narration to just why Santana has been less bored and more content for the past months. She's actually even been a little less bitchy to people! (In her opinion, anyway. Shut up.) Brittany's influence has always been good for her.

Anyway. Brittany's off doing who knows what, so Santana's relaxing in her room with a magazine. Oh, and she's kind of not wearing much. What? She just showered! Her towel is right next to her and everything. So there.

Besides, you're the perve for looking at her right now anyway.]
brainkegger: ((Alice) Seduction is an art too)
[personal profile] brainkegger
[Alice looks severe. Not angry or happy or anything in particular just...severe. Intense. Intimidating, even in her rouge and lipstick. Maybe because of the lipstick.]

So. It's come to my attention that our morals have gone a bit...lax. While I can't claim to be perfectly sinless, I do think I make a daily effort to better myself and those close to me, and if I'm doing that much, why shouldn't I offer to extend my efforts to the entire mansion?

[She holds up a book. The Good Book, to be precise. You know-- the Bible.]

Starting this Sunday, I'll be hosting a class once a month to remind everyone of the values I know you all hold deep down. As I can't expect everyone to get up at six AM sharp like I always do, I'll simply record my lessons for you. Feel free to reflect on them whenever you have time, but it would please me very much to see some of you in person. I'll be using one of the tea rooms for the recordings, more info TBA!

[She pauses, clearly trying to remember what else she meant to say.]

Oh! There will be coffee and freshly made donuts after every meeting! Everyone is welcome to stop by just for the snack if they so desire.

[The tone of her voice suggests that Alice wouldn't exactly suggest anyone do that.]

Well, thank you all for listening. I hope to have some intriguing discussions this Sunday! God bless!
sinkships: ({Chinhands} Rip off your sleeves)
[personal profile] sinkships
[Redglare is greatly disappointed in a very many things now that she's returned. Mostly with herself past actions and how stupid her overwhelming confidence seems now that she's dead because of it. Or perhaps it wasn't so much overconfidence as her underestimation of Mindfang. For all that Dualscar had told her subjuggulating employers, he had failed to mention her manipulation prowess. Redglare's own desire to show off to the low-blooded masses that ALL were susceptible to Justice, that they were not the only ones who had to pay, was what proved her undoing.

Of course, she isn't willing to tell anyone this. It's stupid to display all of your weaknesses to the public, so instead she greets the fed with a smile.]



Well well! It seems I've taken an unwarranted and unannounced leave of absence due to the mansion's interference. You have my sincerest apologies, and I'll be sure to file the correct paper work.

[She mock-sighs and presses the back of her hand to her forehead.]

Not that anyone would care, disregarding the law as you all do so very often. You know, [And at this she sits down and crosses her legs, propping her arm up on her knee and cradling her head in her palm.] It's almost disgusting how so many individuals across all universes try to enforce the law for the safety of others and, in the end, it all comes to nothing so very often. It's just such a fucking shame, worse when you think of how many simply don't care.

[There are people who have done worse jobs at coping.]
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[personal profile] horsechoke
[Enter Equius, trying very hard not to look distraught. Seeing as he's recovering from the realization that he just died and is somehow still around, he's not succeeding very well. His brow is furrowed slightly, a thin layer of sweat glistens on his forehead, and there's very evident confusion in his eyes. One thing's for sure: he's not happy.]

What is the meaning of this? I demand to know who. What. Is the cause of this impropriety.

[His hand rises to his neck, where he can recall being strangled not an hour before. If this is an afterlife, it's not any one he's ever heard of.]

I require answers. If anyone can provide them do so. I would be... [A pause, then a scowl.]

Do so immediately.

[video]

Jun. 13th, 2012 11:08 am
doesntmiss: (‡ really you're going there?)
[personal profile] doesntmiss
[See Barton. A little sleepdeprived and nursing a cup of coffee, but, it seems, not in a bad mood.]


So I've been meaning to ask. Anyone else interested in setting up a shooting and archery range? I need one, unless one of you wants to volunteer as moving target - promise I'll miss, if you do [he cracks a smile at that] - shooting trees all the time isn't really a challenge. So I'm gonna see if I can make one of the empty rooms here something more elaborate. I'll soundproof it, don't worry, not gonna disturb anyone's beauty sleep.
0u0: (0k with this t00)
[personal profile] 0u0
[The video switches itself on for no apparent reason. At the other end of the room, Aradia is... uh, smiling. At a mirror, very intently. It looks extremely forced and also kind of creepy, because what the fuck.

She continues this for about a minute, then abruptly stops, now staring at the mirror blankly.

Another minute later, she goes right back to the freakish smiling thing. She goes back and forth like this for awhile, possibly forever if someone doesn't interrupt her.

(also open to mirrors, if they feel like writing at her)]
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[personal profile] breaksbows
D --> Hello
D --> I have been attempting to build something
D --> Finally
D --> After spending several hours every day
D --> In the library
D --> But I need the proper supplies
D -- > The closets have been helpful, yes
D --> But
D --> If anyone knows where I can find large amounts of metal
D --> Or has anything to spare
D --> Please leave a message here
thestormcomes: (je nes saurai jamais)
[personal profile] thestormcomes
[Athos is one of those men who drinks in more than just a recreational manner.

He drinks when he's unhappy, he drinks when he's feeling cheerful (but let's face it, how often is that?), he drinks when it's appropriate and, more often than not, when he doesn't need to. His tolerance is fairly strong, then, what with him being a large male in the "prime" of his life, having trained his body to deal with alcohol of all sorts, but the past two days have been a painful exception.

Good thing he knows how to drink to combat the searing headache.

You may encounter him in several places:

1) Slumped on a counter in the kitchen, flagon of fine Chambertin in one hand,

2) In his (rather trashed, sadly) rooms, sprawled across a bed, pillow over his head, or

3) Reclining leisurely on the veranda of the Mansion, because there's nothing like fresh air to complement some fine wine.

Surely, someone can disturb his solace. They say that misery loves company.
]
forevercapslock: (THERE IS DEFINITELY A WORD FOR THAT)
[personal profile] forevercapslock
OKAY, YOU SEE WHAT IS GOING ON HERE? YOU SEE HOW I AM SUDDENLY NOT ON THE WORST FUCKING JOURNEY THAT PARADOX SPACE HAS EVER CONCEIVED GOING TO SOME UTOPIA THAT HAD BETTER FUCKING NOT BE FILLED WITH CLOWNS AND MIRTH, AND HOW I AM SUDDENLY IN A HIVE FILLED TO THE GOGDAMNED BRIM WITH HUMANS? CAN YOU SEE WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS FUCKING PICTURE?

OKAY.

OKAY, I GUESS THIS ISN'T AS BAD AS IT SEEMS.

I MEAN, IT'S NOT WHERE I'M SUPPOSED TO BE, BUT IT'S CAN'T BE WORSE THAN THAT, RIGHT?

FUCK. WAIT. I RETRACT THAT STATEMENT. OF COURSE IT COULD BE WORSE THAN THAT. THERE IS NO NEED TO PROVE THAT TO ME, SURPRISE-HUMAN-HIVE, I'M ALREADY AWARE OF HOW MUCH FUCKING WORSE IT COULD BE. THE INSTANT I FINISHED TYPING THAT QUESTION, MY THINKPAN FILLED RIGHT THE FUCK UP WITH ALL THE WAYS THIS SITUATION COULD BE WORSE, SO I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP. WE'RE TALKING RESERVES OF IMAGINATION BILE COMPLETELY DRIED UP BY LURID, TECHNICOLOR IMAGES.

SO I'M JUST GOING TO WAIT AND, I GUESS, HOPE THAT THERE IS SOMEONE SANE HERE TO CLUE ME IN. BECAUSE THAT HAS ALWAYS HELPED ME MAKE LOADS OF PROGRESS IN THE PAST, AND IF KARKAT VANTAS IS ANYTHING, IT IS FUCKING CONSISTENT.
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[personal profile] usskickass
[Beiste isn't feeling particularly violent lately. This event has come at a rather inopportune time and she wishes she could at least hide in her room in the mansion and pretend there's no danger out there.

But there is, and now she's here staring down something smaller and weaker than her and her only defense, apparently, is a table.

She's ashamed to think that she'd feel safer with a knife.

But even if she had one, she wouldn't do anything to hurt these things. They're small, most of them, and she can usually outrun them long enough that they'll give up. But Beiste is built for endurance more than speed and, lacking rest, she's starting to tire out.

Her comm has bounced out of her pocket and turned on as it hits the ground, slowly before Beiste trips up and stumbles to her hands and knees a few feet away. She curses weakly. She should've put that PDA-thingy in a card like she did with the table. Even if she isn't positive that that'll ever come back.

Hopefully it can, because a Beiste-sized imp is looming up behind her, ready to strike just as the video cuts out.]
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[personal profile] breaksbows
[Equius is in the library, sitting cross-legged on the floor. There's a stack of books in front of him, all concerning one specific subject: robots.

He's built plenty of robots before, so he's not looking for directions. He just really likes robots.

He hasn't found (or really looked for) a sparring partner, so he figured it's about time he built a robot or two to fight with. This whole researching thing is just to get his creative juices flowing.]
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[personal profile] bicorn
[ Brittany's taken up temporary residence in a room that looks very similar to this one. The hallway door is left open allowing passersby a glimpse inside as well. Right now she's busy pulling various objects out of the closet to help with all the decorating. But! The most noticeable addition for those with a keen eye is a kitten sleeping at the foot of the bed. ]
onetruepurring: (Question mark?)
[personal profile] onetruepurring
:33 < *ac pricks her ears forward as she looks around curiously*
:33 < *she does not remember efur being in a place like this befur!*
:33 < *the huntress is purrtty muddled and confused as to how all this happened*
:33 < can someone please tell me where i am?
:33 < i think i might have gotten lost or something
:33 < purrhaps you can also tell me how to get back too?
:33 < *ac sits down to wait patiently fur a respawnse*
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[personal profile] breaksbows
[Anyone who ventures outside or happens to see this broadcast will notice a black stallion trotting (or pacing) around.

While he can't exactly talk, since he's a horse, he's actually quite pleased by this event. After all, something worse than being turned into a horse could have happened.

He munches on some grass, something he'd never do normally. But as a horse, he can appreciate the taste.

Anyone is welcome to bother him.]



[ooc: Equius has brought the movie Black Beauty to this event.]

001 video;

Apr. 15th, 2012 07:48 pm
ironkingdom: Was glänzt, ist für den Augenblick geboren. (Second War of Schleswig (1864))
[personal profile] ironkingdom
Haha, first telegraph to the whole Mansion! And look, I don't even need to ask where I am or what's going on! How often does that happen? Hahaha, I bet most of you idiots just blundered in and started questioning everything with a pulse, didn't you? Can't expect that sort of behavior from an awesome guy like me! Too smart! [ He taps his head in emphasis.

It's obvious, by the red tint to his cheeks and ears and the various empty beer mugs surrounding him, that he is very drunk. In fact, he has been drunk the entire week he's been in Wonderland. As you all know, hangovers are for those who stop drinking.
]

So I hear some Queen slayed some ridiculously massive beast, right? God, I love the monarchy. They really know how to get shit done. [ hold on, give him a few seconds to reminisce about how awesome kings and queens are. look at that dreamy face. siiiiigh. ]

Alright! Down to business, kids! And by business, I mean, we are celebrating this shit! Come grab a beer in the cooking quarters with me!
0u0: (break s0me things)
[personal profile] 0u0
[The video turns on to... um, Aradia, kind of. At least you can tell it's Aradia since she's wearing a cardboard box painted grey with her symbol on the front. She's also suddenly human, and not an actual robot or ghost or alien. Just a girl in a really shitty robot costume with fake cardboard horns stuck to her head.

She's also sitting down in the basement, beside some of those spooky glowing crystals. She doesn't seem to mind the bones and whatnot so much. It's good setting material. Sets a nice spooky mood for a spooky robo-girl post.

She pauses to clear her throat before putting on her absolute best 0_0 face.]


I'm going to break some things, because I'm bored again. Does anyone want to break things with me?


((currently being influenced by:
[ October 13th-17th ] I’ve never been one for make-believe and pretend: But I suppose they have their merits.
Translation?: Everyone is role playing. Yeah, you read that right. For the duration of the event, every character is role playing themselves.
TL;DR DESCRIPTION...
basically Aradia is now a normal human dressed up in a robot costume pretending to be emotionless and magical, hassle her.))

[Action]

Mar. 25th, 2012 08:14 am
breaksbows: (Uhhh)
[personal profile] breaksbows
[Equius left his room hive to make a visit to the kitchens. After Terezi's recommendation, he decided it was time enough to see them for himself.

When he got there, his plan was to look around and maybe open the refrigerator to see what was inside. Instead, he saw some intriguing ingredients and a nearby stove.

No, he didn't fancy himself a cook. That would be ridiculous.

But all the things were right there, and there were books to consult for recipe ideas. It was beneath him to consult a book, but no one was watching, and he didn't make a habit of memorizing recipes. He leafed through one of them, and picked the first one that seemed easy enough.

Twenty minutes later, everything was on the stove, and Equius was about to sit back and wait for the recipe to finish.

What he didn't count on was the smoke. And the smoke alarms.]
headinajarlove: you make me feel closer to God (murderous)
[personal profile] headinajarlove
[The communicator beeps on as the partridge pulls itself up. He's large, about the size of a turkey, and looks into the camera, his eyes narrowing.]

I don't know who or what you are, but this is an awfully interesting punishment, Nanaki. Or is it Sakuya behind this? Thrown me into the wilderness, have you? Plan on leaving me to slowly bleed to death?

[He turns to his left side to cough. Several bullet wounds litter his right side; the blood's still wet. He turns back to the camera, his voice soft and deadly.]

I'll tell you this. You may have destroyed my research, everything I have slaved over...but I'll build it up again. I'll end this war...I'll make that damned bird's wish come true.

[There's an almost manic look in his eyes as the camera clicks off, ending the transmission.]
aquarium_tipper: (when i say yeah sure i mean no)
[personal profile] aquarium_tipper
2omeone made a note of thii2 once.
but that was nearly a whole fuckiing 2weep ago.
that 2weep part ii2 a lie btw try more liike a quarter of 2uch.
close e-fuckiing-nough.
how many of u2 are here??
2tiill here ii2 fuckiing u2ele22 two 2ay 2iince we've got thii2 goiing down liike mu2iical chaiir2 ii2 goiing out of 2tyle.
tradiitiionally there would be 2ome 2hiity banner of fruiit and rumpu2e2 below thi2 text but fuck that.
0u0: (0w)
[personal profile] 0u0
hell0
im back
in case any0ne n0ticed i was g0ne
but i d0ubt it 0_0
anyway im still a r0b0t
s0 that was p0intless and stupid

i d0nt suggest dying here if y0u can av0id it
its really b0ring
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[personal profile] stealsluck
WH8RE THE F8CK IS SHE????????

[That's all the network gets. For those who want to risk face to face, Vriska is storming through the mansion, looking into random rooms and slamming doors when she doesn't find what she wants.

Who she wants.

F8ck this pl8ce.]
breaksbows: (Glare)
[personal profile] breaksbows

D --> If this is what being dead is like, I am not impressed
D --> Insolent f001s I demand that someone e%plain this
D --> Er
D --> Not that it matters I don't care if I am
D --> Alone here
D --> But I will admit
D --> This is ve%ing
D --> It is an uncouth situation and I am not pleased
D --> With this foolishness

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