EVERYONE, GET A HOLD OF YOURSELVES.

I realize the irony of me of all people saying that but - something has happened, most likely with the chips, and we are all feeling rather stir-crazy. If we don't stop we're going to all kill each other so...

So calm down!

[Everything is sort of murmured, as though speaking to herself.]

Ugh.....

[shuffling. A lot of sighing.]

The monsters....are gone....for now, at least...

[the clicking of someone flipping through entries on the communicator.]

Mmm.....[sigh].. Still needs work....

....

I am going to rest my eyes. Just for five minutes. That is all....

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[She stomps into the clinic with Urataros in tow. She's wearing that familiar von Karma scowl, but her sweater is wrapped around Ura's torso, leaving her walking around in her expensive black bra. She glares at everyone, warningly.]

Ugh. Stupid foolish fool of a turtle-man.

[sits him down on a cot, roughly, and goes for bandages.]

dammit -

[shuffling. A growl and a crack of whip.]

The inven [crack] tory -

[cursing in German]

They're targeting the inventory!

[scrambling. Growls and cracks - and finally a gunshot.]

I am leaving. The inventory will have to fend for itself.

[crunch crunch crunch SLAM]

[heavy breathing.]

My foolishly foolish idiot fool brother has been contained. I apologize, on his behalf, to anyone he insulted, offended, or screamed at.

We have taken his communicator away.

You can have it back when you stop your foolish homicidal rampage.

[ooc: Yeaaaahhhh lol. Phoenix, Ura and Franz pinned him.]

[the device is trned on, but there are several minutes of silence and static. It's almost as though it has been turned on by accident - but then she takes a deep, purposeful breath.]

Wherever you are, Papa...Happy Father's Day.

[more businesslike, though a bit wry as well.]Well. It seems my brother has kicked me out of the inventory for the day, ( Read more... )

[things are falling over in von Karmaland. Lots of things.

A panicked voice comes closer.]

MILES - !

[and the sound of the comm being picked up and ran with.]

Did anyone else hear that...noise last night?

[Locked to the girls who were at the sleepover]
...thank you for inviting me to your party. It was....enjoyable.

[Locked to little brother]
..Are you really going to the masquerade?

....ugh.

That's what I get for falling asleep.

My mother died when I was an infant.

I have never celebrated Mother's Day.