[The feed clicks on catch the tail end of a loud BOOM and the scattered crashes of falling wood and stone. It’s difficult to tell exactly what happened, but as the dust settles and the air clears it becomes apparent that one of the few remaining cabins has fallen victim to the unsteady population. There’re no holes in the building or visible damage ( Read more... )

[Fakir's voice is hushed and panicked, the audio crackling as if he's holding the 'berry too close to his mouth.]

You have to stay inside or they'll kill you. They're here because of me and I can't stop them and I'm sorry-

Mytho, don't go outside, no matter what you hear. I can't... I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

[The camera is upside down when the feed turns on, tilted up where it landed after being thrown against a wall. It's a little hard to make out initially with the angle of the view, but Fakir is sitting in a corner about twenty feet away, back pressed into the wall and knees pulled up to his chest. He's rocking back and forth and tugging at his hair ( Read more... )

OOC: THIS WAS suppose to take place this morning. Unfortunately my mom lugged me around all day so yeahh >> ASSUME it was this morning <<.... Forgive me... and ah... this is amost Level 5 Yazoo >>. BTW. anyone want to be hurt in the process of him hunting for his guns?XD. Also to add, Yaz doesn't remember his Velvet Nightmare being stolen or the ( Read more... )

[The shuffling of sheets and the chatter of people are heard over the Faciliberry before the material is moved and the camera sweeps to a room that had several people on couches, on the floor and other areas of the suite ( Read more... )

( Cut for self-harm and other triggers )

[There's the sound of hurried breathing and Fakir's voice comes in a whisper, panicked and rushed. There's the odd clang of metal in the background, as if he's dragging his sword against the walls and floor as he moves.]

I know he's here, I know he is... I know you're here! Trying to control me, but I won't let you! I won't let you hurt us. No ( Read more... )

[The video clicks on at an odd angle to show Naoto sitting in a chrome chair in her room, her back to the camera and shoulders hunched as she works on something in her lap. Like many others on the network before her, she's mumbling incoherently as she descends further into madness ( Read more... )

You made a mess...

( IC Cut for Disturbing Imagery )

Mr. Nein, we need to talk. I recovered samples, but there's not enough time to stop what's happening. The parasites aren't--

[Footsteps echo from the common room. Ai mumbles about having a death wish, grabs a nearby toothbrush, and runs out the door. As her footsteps fade, into the room peeks Usagi, clasping a protective hand over her chest.]
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