Aug. 6th, 2011

[identity profile] monadmayer.livejournal.com
 
A lie is truth, until you recognize it as a lie.

To see the truth behind those lies is probably the right thing to do.

However, it may not necessarily bring happiness.


Lies are Happiness.
[identity profile] nocathere.livejournal.com
[It sounds like the clicking of fingernails on glass. Probably because Cheshire was tapping his claws on the glass. His fur rolls a bit, and his tail is wagging, but his eternal grin is still there. ]

Plenty of people realize I have no hands.
 
The real trouble is I have no pockets.
 
[This probably has something to do with something, but apparently he isn't giving any more information.]
[identity profile] madama-b-fly.livejournal.com
[So today, it looks like Bayonetta's picked up one of the new communicators-- and it must be quite obvious from the way she's slowly drawing her red-violet lipstick over her lips. She likes this new mirror-- she really does. She finishes rouging her lips with a flourish and rolls her lips in for a moment before releasing them with an audible pop. She smiles.]

This is a rather handy device. I'm enjoying this.

[She leans back and crosses her legs. Those who've known her might notice that she's just a touch drained, it seems. She really isn't one to talk about her problems, though. Nor is she all that open to talking about the people she noticed have disappeared-- Bro Strider... that other girl at the Strip Club... Vanille, right?

But despite this, she's got an air of unbreakable confidence about her.]


Do you all know of the Fight Club? I'll be fighting there today. Come over and watch-- the fights get so much sweeter with an adoring audience, won't you agree?

((ooc: Ret-conned her post as no one replied to it yet, anyway |Dc))
[identity profile] underspinning.livejournal.com
 [ The feed clicks on instantly, and, with that, it focuses on a training dummy. The location seems awfully serene and quiet.



For about a second. After this, what seems like a parade of blades begin to rain down on the dummy. Kunai, throwing knives, small pikes, stiletto knives, and other blades begin to make quick work of the dummy. They slice through the fabric and stuffing as if it was melted butter. Within a second or two the impressive array is over, and the clearly pristine dummy looks like it just went through a giant shredder. Except it's head is intact. There is some light breathing heard before Tenten speaks ]


All right! Hit my targets. [ The feed focuses on the silent, but tattered dummy before a sword is tossed, which the feed continues to record. ] Sorè!  [ And the sword flies through the neck completely, severing the dummy's head. Tenten turns the feed back onto her, who looks sort of worn down by the intense training. However, she smiles as if nothing is wrong at all. ]

Agh. Without my scrolls I can't carry much weapons, but it's glad to see that I can at least carry these around. Even though it takes a lot of work... I guess I'll work on a way to carry more later. Anyways, I'm currently training, and, since I'm regarded as a weapons expert back home, if anyone wishes to train on how to wield or use a weapon feel free to visit me! If anyone wishes to just regularly train, that'll be fine too. My coordinates are [x,y]

Also! I need to know about Excalibur. Just... Who the fuck is he? He looks so odd and weird, and he's really irritating so far. [ A very soft glare towards the PCD, which is an obvious recollection of his two broadcasts ]   

Filtered to: Sakura, Lee, Lain, Kakashi, Spirit, Fran, and Soul! Then there's a filter from the Naruto Cast and their partners )
[identity profile] nomeremaid.livejournal.com
Ah- this thing is-- how in the world...?

[Considering that Fabiola hasn't ever had to deal with something like this, she and anything more advanced than a television remote aren't exactly what you'd call well-acquainted. The video flickers on and off a couple of times before Fabiola's thoroughly put-upon face appears, flat expression evident even though she's trying her best to appear pleasant.]

Yes, hello- I... my apologies for the, ahem, difficulties...

[She fidgets a little, but draws herself up after a moment, hands clasped primly in front of her apron.]

I realize that it is December and that it is beginning to get chillier out- however in the interest of people with similar likes getting to know each other, I had wondered if perhaps some of you would be interested in joining myself and a couple of other people on an outing to the pool at the recreation center.

It is... [A pause, considering, and she continues-] it would be a good way to beat the ice and get to know some of your fellow residents, no? In any case, I only wish to see if there is any more interest in such.

[A strange look crosses her face then, and she kind of... pouts as she considers the mirror in her hand sullenly once again.]

Also- if there is someone who would be willing to ah... teach me how to use these new communicators properly, I would be quite grateful. I am afraid it is a bit more... advanced than I am used to.

[With that (and one final awkward throat-clearing) she reaches to turn it off- and succeeds only after the third or so attempt.]



(ooc: the expression she was going for was 'break the ice', not 'beat the ice' but fffff how does she colloquialisms?)
[identity profile] mock-me-vermin.livejournal.com
[Initially, you just get an extreme close-up of this derp's eye. But then he straightens, and sits back some.]

These new communicator thingies are weird. But,...I think it's working now? .....Isn't it? It's different from the last one they gave us. I was just used to that one, why did they need to change it.....

Anyway, I was wondering if anyone wanted to come shopping with me?