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[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

John, do you remember what day tomorrow is?

BECAUSE NO ONE EVER TELLS HER ANYTHING. D:

[deceptive-lulz.livejournal.com]

[It's been three days now since this Beauty's fiancee had gone missing. And whenever he went missing for more than a day, pretty much no good came out of it. So understandably with no one even bothering to lie to her about his location, she's gotten herself in a pretty hysterical mood. What if he was trapped in one of those sex rooms again? What if he got himself into another fight? What if he got himself killed?!?!?!?!]

Ahahahahah...eheheheheh...Thomaaas? Heheheheheheh...Thomas?! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheee...

[But LB wouldn't know until she found him herself. So walking down the hallway in a near zombie-like walk (although she's not quite insane enough to do the whole hug and drain life routine right now), she's frantically opening the doors that she passes by, hoping to find Fear in one of them. However, if any people pass her by, you better believe that she's going to stop them to question whether they know anything.]

((For poisonedfear , but open to anyone~))

PEACE WALKERRRRRRRRRRRRR DUN DUN DUN DUUUNNNN

[inherent-sin.livejournal.com]

[There's a middle-aged Big Boss standing in the lobby in front a group of about 25-30 people. They're all wearing black uniforms, balaclavas and this symbol



on their shoulders.]

All right, guys. We all know who's responsible for this, and we'll comb this place until we've found the individuals in question.

[Pauses.]

We'll split up into four teams. Each team will take on five floors. Subdue the enemy and report back to me with any and all information you deem important or suspicious. Round up the suspects if you need to, but try to avoid engaging in unnecessary hostile encounters.

You, you, you and you – [points] you come with me, we'll start with this floor. You others, divide equally and assign floors to the teams. Go.

[RANDOMLY TAKES OFF HIS SHIRT TO SHOW OFF HIS SCAR-- no wait, we'll save that for later. Also, please pretend you have never seen this BB before orz since I am too lazy to make another '74 BB account when I already have one. <3 ALL CLONES, PATRIOTS OR AGENTS THEREOF APPROACH WITH CAUTION.]

POINTLESS FANSERVICE IS A GO

[inherent-sin.livejournal.com]

[What's this? The beach you all like to hang out at? You bet it is the beach. But it's not just any beach anymore.

IT'S BIG BOSS'S BEACH NOW. THE FOLLOWING SIGN PROVES THIS:



AND FROM NOW ON HE AND HIS MERCENARIES WILL DO SOME EPIC NAKED CQC WRESTLING HERE.

IN THE RAIN.]

June 5, 2009

[guykilledmehal.livejournal.com]

[Have a disheveled looking Emma sitting on the floor, knees drawn up against her chest.  Her clothes are be a little bloodstained, but any wound that would have caused it has been magicked away by the power of ~death.~  She's looking around a little curiously, but nothing more; apparently coping with her multiplicity of phobias, Hal, and shuffling off her mortal coil has exhausted her ability to freak out.  See how long that lasts.]

So this is what being dead looks like.  [She looks around a little dubiously.]

And not an elephant in sight.  But I wonder-- is anybody here?

[a little quieter] Hal?

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[littlespaceship.livejournal.com]

[Lev had been keeping up with his studies, even though he was no longer at home. He really did want to be able to go into space when he got older, plus he wanted to work on his  English. The only problem was that he had been getting bored of reading in the libraries, and he didn't have a place to call his own here... so he started doing his studies in random places. Today it happened to be in a random hallway..]

...ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

[He is currently surrounded by math and science books, and has even fallen asleep on an open book about astronauts. He may or may not be drooling.]