Feb. 10th, 2015

hustru: (what to say?)
[personal profile] hustru
Who: Siiri, Floweregg and you!
What: So the Dians gave Floweregg the idea to fake a Valentine's day card from Åsa to Siiri. Siiri, good at appropriate reactions as she is, takes Arnold up on his offer to help her out if she needs it and gets an engagement ring, then runs around city to gather flowers and whatever else might be necessary for a proposal, and in the evening finally proposes to Åsa.
Where: Locke City, Christmas Island
When: 14th of February
Warnings: Disproportionate reactions.

I. →Arnold Benedict )

II. OTA for both Siiri and Floweregg - also open to Doppels!

All day round, Siiri will be running around Locke, Floweregg on her heels, to gather things like flowers and maybe a card, ingredients for a very nice dinner and a travel guide for Christmas Island which she will devour in a seat in the mall just outside the bookstore, trying to find the nicest place on the island for a proposal.

Approach her while she stares in despair at the vegetable display in the supermarket or frantically tries to find the travel guide or the nicest flowers at a store (etc etc) - or while she carries home a way too large load of groceries with a little dog running around her legs-, or be approached by a bored dog that sneaks around the area while Siiri is preoccupied elsewhere?


III. →Åsa Oxenstierna )
dead_black_eyes: "Secret Agent Man" (So what's it going to take?)
[personal profile] dead_black_eyes
Guten Tag, beautiful people. Greetings from Füssen.

[The man looking into the camera is clearly Lazarus, also known to many as L, but even a cursory glance says that something is strange and pretty wrong. First of all, he's wearing a Hawaiian-print button-up shirt, cinched at the hips with a fanny pack, and he has a camera strung around his neck. He looks like he's going for the "stereotypical American tourist" look. Furthermore, he's eating bacon, and it looks like it's an ecstatic experience for him on several levels. The way his mouth tears at at it, the occasional moan, and the way he licks and sucks his fingers clean, desperate to get the very last traces of grease... it's almost obscene, and definitely not Kosher.

When he speaks, he also makes liberal use of the vocal fry phenomenon, which is definitely a departure from his typical monotone.]


Everyone's working way too hard lately. Come to the castle and get lost with me for a little while? Well... "lost", if you know what I mean, but I'm guiding a discounted tour here in a little while. I'm really anxious to see the Mad King's bedroom, can you imagine what he got up to in there? I'm sure there are stories, and stories, and that they're not even close to being finished.

[If you're skipping contacting him through the network and have sought him out in person, he's just as happy to see you... if you're over 18. If not, prepare for some condescension.]
scarlet_devil: ([Teen] What the...)
[personal profile] scarlet_devil
It's me, Emi.

Something really weird's going on, I don't know what's causing it. Something's changing the way we're acting? What if it affects me too? It can't be echoes, can it? It doesn't sound like echoes.

I don't know what to do.


[Those that know Emilia, the real Emilia, should know by now that she usually prefers to use video or voice to communicate with the network. And she certainly doesn't sound so unsure of herself either, or scared. At any rate, at this moment she is at the castle, trying to look as unnoticeable as possible in the upper courtyard.]
chalicejoker: (Why do I even have this)
[personal profile] chalicejoker
Who: Hajime Aikawa's doppelganger and YOU! (And possibly the real Hajime later if he catches wind of this.)
What: Someone's doppelganger wants to par-TAY!
Where: Various clubs around Locke, Vegas, and Neuschwanstein. Someone's using the teleporter to hit as many clubs as he can so the fun never has to stop.
When: February 9-11
Warnings: Clubbing, booze, terrible cheesy pick-up lines.
Let's have some fun )
dragon_blossom: (Default)
[personal profile] dragon_blossom
Who: Marina and DoppelJasmine.
What: Evil girlfriend clone being that.
Where: Hotel lobby.
When: Almost immediately after DoppelLily's post.
Warnings: Nothing yet!

Still less weird than DoppelWinter propositioning her? )
grannyfucker: (and i aint afraid to show it)
[personal profile] grannyfucker
[Video - network]
[He didn't really want to do a video but. He feels like he owes it to everyone to do one. So here is the face of one (1) Jovan Burzek, looking unusually shy and awkward.]

Hi, everybody. Um, I guess I just...wanted to apologise for all the things I've said. And--and done, to everyone here since getting on the network. It was really rude, and uncalled for, and...if I ever actually hurt anyone's feelings, I didn't really mean to. Sorry.

And, uh...if there's anything I can do to make it up to you, I'll do my best. So...if anyone needs me, I'll be around Locke, trying to move back in with my dad.

action - locke )

action - germany )
peacefulwinter: (That's reassuring.)
[personal profile] peacefulwinter
[closed: Lily | Las Vegas, a hospital on the Strip | 2/1, immediately after the rescue operation]
She didn't need to be a doctor to know she was in bad shape. )

[audio (open) | Las Vegas, Adamas family hotel room | 2/8, afternoon]
[It's been a week since that trip to the hospital; Winter isn't feeling quite up to snuff yet, but it's enough to be conscious and functional. April had gotten some good and proper medicine in her (and raised enough hell to make her actually take it, for once, between herself and Lily), and she feels... a little floaty, if quite a bit better than before. Still, she's trying her best to be upbeat, even if she knows she's probably not doing good things for Lily just by virtue of being stuck here in the first place. April's fussing over her when she got off shift didn't help matters, either. She's wondering what to do with herself today; she's spent a lot of time reading, talking to Lily, and assuring her mother that she wasn't doing this on purpose. Eventually, she recognizes that a week of radio silence probably isn't a good thing, and she picks up her phone, dialing her number but not clicking the video on. Her voice is softer than usual, a little scratchy, and she sounds a little spacey, but that's probably the painkillers talking.]

Hi, everyone... sorry I was gone so long. I got hurt in our little rescue attempt a week ago, and I've been recovering for the last few days. I just wanted to check in... I should know better than to just disappear for days at a time. [People worried. Of course, she wasn't going to say that on the network.] I've been kind of out of it, so this is the first time I've felt good enough to talk to people. Does... anyone have news on how everything ended in Lapland?

...I guess part of why I'm posting is because I'm a little disappointed, too. I'd hoped it would be a simple in and out thing, but I almost got killed. This keeps happening, where we end up getting hurt over little things, and we have to keep running around the world to solve all kinds of little problems... it just feels like we do so much, and nobody ever notices. Nobody ever compliments us on the things we do right, even as they slam us and laugh at us for the things we do wrong. We get hurt, and it's like we had it coming. It's... hard to feel good about all this, sometimes, when it feels like so much is against us. I just want to live my life in peace, with the person I love, but it's not that easy anymore. It's never that easy. And it's... kind of frustrating. I feel so wrung out...

Sorry. I don't mean to be so depressing. I just need a little time to recharge, and I'll be back, good as new. So I guess I just want to ask everyone not to worry about me. Give me a little bit longer, and I'll be ready for anything, just like always. And if anyone needs someone to talk to, I'm always here.

[She picks up her phone, thumbs the end call button, and doesn't quite get it the first time; setting it down on the bed, she lets her arm rest against her forehead, sighing heavily. There's a pause, before her voice changes slightly, and she starts to sing softly, clearly something she picked up on the radio.] A hero of war... is that what they see? Just medals and scars, so damned proud of me...

[The sound shifts as she picks her phone back up to check something, and she squeaks quietly before she cuts the feed properly.]

[open | Las Vegas, around the Strip | 2/9, evening and late night, into 2/10]
I'm the hottest ice queen you'll ever meet. Come chill with me~ )