Mar. 31st, 2011

[identity profile] epicenities.livejournal.com
[This may come as a surprise, but the effects of the madness wavelength on Frol weren't particularly bad. He may have an interest in violence on any normal day, but he's fairly stable nonetheless... or at least stable enough that he's more overwhelmed than dangerous right now. Still, he's a bit riled up and more or less yells the beginning of this post from his place on his bedroom floor.]

What the hell is going on?!

[A deep breath, and more calmly.]

If it's not one thing around here, it's another! Is everyone in one piece, or am I gonna have to have another reason to get upset?

I'm mostly talkin' about my friends, but I guess if I don't know you and you have a reason to tell me anyway, that's fine, too.

[And he's not sure he has friends here any more, so there's that.]
[identity profile] mr-fancy-car.livejournal.com
Attention, guests of Death City.

As of this announcement, other individuals besides those who possess snake tails have succumbed...to the Madness Wavelength. Again, stay indoors as much as possible. Leave any and all investigation and placation of these individuals to the Watch and the Agency. Able-bodied fighters may contribute to the effort, but it is highly recommended to move with a partner - or better yet, a group.

[A pause.]

I also request the assistance of the Watch in the dissemination of new information and developments to the members of the Agency.

Be careful; anyone under the Madness Wavelength -

[Suddenly, the crash of something small and ceramic can be heard. He gasps.]


Wright, what are you - nnnggghhooooh! Wright!

[NOBODY WRECKS HIS TEA SET. AND NOBODY GOES BERSERK UNDER THE ROOF OF THIS PART OF DEATH CITY HEIGHTS. He quickly shuts off the communicator.]

[OOC: So by the time this announcement goes up, the Madness Wavelength will be all over the place and it won't just be the snakey people going berserk. Also, replies will be delayed by about half an hour or so, depending on how long it takes for Miles to restrain Phoenix.

Did I mention that I just had to make him scream like that over the network sooner or later? =3 ACE ATTORNEY INVESTIGATIONS, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT.]

Video

Mar. 31st, 2011 12:30 pm
[identity profile] cursed-tattoo.livejournal.com
[Rei appears on the network again, her face set into an impossibly calm, bordering on emotionless expression. Or lack of expression.

Her jaw works as she struggles to find out something to say--on her skin is a bright blue tattoo mark, similar to what she was wearing on her costume, though she's clearly in her normal clothing and the blue that had been painting her skin to give her the 'dead' look is gone. The tattoo remains, very very real, curling up near her face (See: icon)
]

...I might not make it through the night, if I fall asleep. This tattoo could be my death. [it's said very calmly, as if Rei's discussing how blue the sky is that day. She's resigned herself to this fate, should it happen. She's not sure if the entire curse is back, or if it's just her tattoo, but she's not about to take any chances to find out]

I thought it best everyone should know, so if I should die that no one's left wondering what happened.

[She quiet again and for the first time the expressionless mask breaks as Rei squeezes her eyes shut. Calm. she needs to be calm. She knew this would be coming long ago, but at the time she'd had no one and it was easier to face.

Rei then quickly opens her eyes, not wanting to be lured into sleep
]

I... I just want to make sure everyone's alright. Please...check in with me. I need to know.
gunsblazing: (With the Owl high above)
[personal profile] gunsblazing
[Magoichi has learned that living in Death City without her guns really sucks. However, she also knows that she's a Meister and can wield weapons. Forgive the bluntness of the broadcast; she is from a time long before telephones were invented, so this is all still very new to her.]

I need a gun.
[identity profile] ieatwhenimsad.livejournal.com
Well well, what an interesting turn of events~

At least there's no lack of excitement in this city. I was afraid for a little that I'd get bored!

Good luck with your violent games, little boys and girls.
conheir: (oh no! rose what happened in here?)
[personal profile] conheir
 S.O.S.
 
[Amidst the countless other SOS sirens that are probably blaring on the network at this hour, the feed flickers to show John kneeling on some indiscernible street, cradling a small body. His expression is panicked and horrified, and he has to choke back a strangled sob as he pleads:]

O- Oh my god, somebody--!!

[On closer inspection, it looks a young girl, one that can't be older than seven or eight years old. It  won't be a familiar face since she's not one of BREW's guests, but one of actual citizens of this city. Notably, there's a large wound in her abdomen -- probably inflicted by one of the berserkers or villains. The body is distinctly limp, and her clothes are already soaked through with the blood, even as he tries to stifle the wound with a hand.]

Somebody, please help her, I don't...!

[His voice cracks as his words dissolve into a babble mostly consisting of 'oh god oh god oh man oh god', tears starting to well up.]


[[OOC notes: His buddies will find him right after this is posted! John might reply ICly late or not at all.]]