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17 August 2010 at 07:11 pm
[The video flickers on and soon. There. Standing before you...is the man of your dreams and for some reason...you are so drawn to him. You want to know him, you want to be him, hell, you just want him in general.

This tall, dark, and handsome stranger cranes his head to survey his area, smiling magnificently, and then in a booming, sultry voice, speaks.]

What a wonderfully convenient facility.

[He directs his attention to the screen. Is he undressing you with his eyes? Why yes. Yes he is.]

Hello, ladies. How are you? Fantastic.

Might I inquire as to what your man smells like? Does he smell like an Old Spice man?

Does he smell of adventure?

If not, perhaps I can be of some assistance. [Smile and TING his teeth ~*~SPARKLE~*~.]
17 August 2010 at 01:02 am
[This voice will sound very familiar to a significant proportion of the dome. Echoes of a far-distant past. But there's something... off.]

So, the cowardly government led by President Henderson has sunk to a new low. Have they now resorted to incarceration of all those that dare oppose their violations of the rights of their people? For this, there will be no escape for those that abuse the rights of mutants! Take heed, all those that hear this message. Zero is here to bring justice to oppressors and freedom to the oppressed!

[This is a Lelouch from XI, where he is fighting for mutant rights instead of the Japanese. He can be found... somewhere in Sector 4, in full costume.]]
[action // open // mistletoe-kuns lurking]
22 December 2009 at 07:48 pm
[because Lelouch is too cool for group kiss threads, he's in a common room (still) in front of his chess board, playing with the black king idly in his hand and studying the reset board]

Angelina? I was wondering if you were doing anything this afternoon, or if you had the time for a friendly game.

[he'll be hanging out here, by the chessboard or messing around in the kitchen making lunch, for anyone who feels like molesting him -- literally or otherwise]
07 December 2009 at 03:25 pm
[There's a few bits of false-starts and random broadcasts of sound. No filters present--she doesn't know about them at all.]

Grell?.....where are you?

((OOC: Thank you, everyone who's tagged---Sorry for being so slow to reply, I just got out of a final. I'll be much faster come tomorrow, and I'll remove this note ♥.))
07 December 2009 at 12:55 pm
That was...a nice attempt. At least we know there are people capable of restoring the power. That's further than I would have imagined anyone would get in one day. Hopefully your contraption does what it is supposed to.

I've heard a lot of chatter across the network of people concerned about the safety of the inhabitants due to the recent vampire attack. I can assure you that he is securely locked within the hospital and no one can get in or out. I've been monitoring the area and his movements are minimal and contained within the building.

Is there anyone other than Rido residing within there at the moment? That information would be helpful, they could possibly be in danger if he has reformed much. Purebloods have been known to possess people even if their natural form is not complete. The instances I know of have only been possession of lesser family members, but they were all blood related. The problem with this is the extent of their abilities haven't been documented very well as they typically do not venture out into society often.

Still, this is a prison. It's good to use caution when roaming around in the dark. Everyone is here for a reason, some criminals would use this to their advantage.
[Accidental voice/Action - Open]
02 December 2009 at 03:22 am
[We have here a very huffy Lenalee ransacking through the kitchen by means of the emergency lighting, since she hadn't had time to get herself a flashlight yet.]

No good, no good at all!

[More audible rummaging along with a small yelp when something falls off a shelf but PHEW, caught it just in time]

This is starting to get troublesome. How am I supposed to get Brother's morning coffee ready at this rate?

[Priorities, she has them.]
24 November 2009 at 05:37 pm
[Voice amused and unconcerned, with only the slightest tremble to betray how shaken she is.] I expected Hell to be somewhat warmer.

[There’s a bit of a chuckle, accompanied by the clank and jingle of a chain.] I must say, this does make walking quite difficult. I don’t suppose there’s a helpful demon around to offer assistance?