*Jr. comes on screen lying in bed and twirling a gun around one finger, which actually isn't that unusual for him...except he's got a malicious smirk on his face that certainly doesn't belong there.*
Pfeh, talk about a bunch of wusses. Half of you are talking about crap that makes me wanna gag, and the other half just seem pissed at the furniture. I think I'm gonna have to show you guys how to have some real fun. By the time I'm through with this place, I'll have made an orchestra out of your screams.
*Over half an hour later, another part to the message is edited in, this time showing the white haired half looking uncharacteristically worried and somewhere outside.*
Leon and I have managed to subdue my twin and I've seized control of the body. I apologize on his behalf, he has little care at the moment for the fact that his will has been compromised.
(Specify in your comment what point the reply is coming at, so I'll know who to respond with. Jr. will reply with the journal
taintedxdragon and Albedo with
fractured_white.)