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[silentsolarboy.livejournal.com]

[For those who are observant enough to notice, there is a boy with a long red scarf and weird clothes hiding around the corner from the lobby.]

[He peeks around it every so often to see if the coast is clear.]

...

[knock, knock]

((Why has nobody picked up a Boktai character yet? This is Django, the main character of Boktai. He's a silent protagonist, so he'll mostly be "..."-ing at everyone.))

Well..

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

[RADIO CALL for Big Mama]

Do you have a moment, Kim? I would like to speak to you.

A wild Fortune appears!

[lucky-concept.livejournal.com]

Sometime after fighting that birdshit-eating freak, Helena walks onto the strut A elevator, taking it to the roof.

But when she gets to the top, she is no longer in the Big Blue Apple, but the top of some strange building... and all she can see from the roof is an endless and eerie digital sky...

Sighing and wondering what her "luck" has gotten her into now, Fortune sits in a chair on the roof and waits for any sign of her fellow Black Cell members.
Maybe they're in the Arsenal Ship...? It's been a while since she's heard from Oldboy or Chinaman.

Feeling upset, she takes out her beloved saxophone, flips on her sunglasses, and begins playing a sorrowful tune.
YOU know the one.

((Wondering WTF? Maybe these will help...))

SKAAATE EATEEER! {That would be gross. Gross and painful.}

[femmesnake.livejournal.com]

[Diana is mute, bruised and in the mood for a nice soothing skate. Then she remembers that she gets to teach Old Snake today and that she no longer has a hangover. How she managed to forget a hangover no one will ever know.]

[So she rushes to her room to shower the blood off her person and get dressed. Now she's still bruised, mute and actually skating waiting for Old Snake to get in the rink so she can watch him fall on his ass teach him to skate. In an effort not to freak him out she is wearing a cream sweater, jeans, a blue scarf and white skates instead of a leotard.]

((For Oldilocks but whoever wants to come in and learn to skate/skate/fall/ watch people fall and laugh.))

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[ofspetsnaz.livejournal.com]

[Look! It's a six-man Ocelot unit! Most of them still have tranquilizer needles sticking out of them and all of them look like they've had a rough time so far, but they're still patrolling a random floor for no apparent reason... it's their sworn programming duty, after all]

No sign of the enemy. Don't let him get away!

accented letters can kiss my ass.

[downtotheblood.livejournal.com]

[[Okay, chat. It's time.]]

[Octopus is just strollin' down a hallway, mindin' his own business, when sounds from inside a room catch his attention.]

Huh? Whazzat?

[Stepping cautiously into the room, he finds that the sound is coming from a small, slim electronic device with the words DON'T PANIC in large, friendly letters on the cover. DITTO, it says. A Transform Pokemon.]

Pokemon? Isn't that some game? [He reaches out to pick up the Pokedex, but--]

{What the fuck?!?}

[Looks like someone's been transformed into a Ditto.]

[[That's right, it's time to turn some people into Pokemon. Use the Pokedex to look up what kind they are, but beware - touching the Pokedex also turns you into one! For the next day you have the appearance, speech, and abilities of the Pokemon you are transformed into. Have fun, suckers.

Also, have a list of Pokemon.]]

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[nanoless.livejournal.com]

[So Johnny's found the shooting range. He shot with his sidearm for a while, but that quickly got boring. So, in the tradition of hapless side characters everywhere, he's stumbled on something he probably shouldn't-

An armory.

Maybe it's your armory.

If it is, you're now missing any large and interesting weapons. And the shooting range has a very large hole in the wall, opening into... nothingness.

A nothingness that eats bullets. And seems to stretch on forever.]

(Someone stop Johnny from sticking his head in the wall?)



((ooc: Easing back in here- feels like I've been away forever! Sorry!))