[Action]For people in the town plaza on this lightly snowing day, they might notice a skull-hat beanie wearing kid suddenly just blink into existence again. Really, he's been here since before the moon crashed through the barrier, but he's been sadly invisible the entire time. Since he's gotten used to being unseen, he's just going to go about ( Read more... )

[Alright, the experiment was weird, but he survived and now he has a more pressing problem. This...egg. The very egg that he's had strapped to himself in a backpack for the last month. Wtf does he do now?]

Anybody know how long it takes for babies ta' come outta eggs?

[For the action inclined, Beat's out around town, just rolling on his ( Read more... )

[Beat woke up this morning, thinking things would be like always. He'd railslide downstairs, maybe not hit Haruhi's wall for once, check up on Shiki, then go hide from school by futzing around in the Battle Dome for most of the day.

What he got was rolling over and finding an egg.

An eggHousemates of House 10 can hear him screaming, as will ( Read more... )

[Tired of all the new feathers yet? Sorry, but here's another one - and he's loud. Very loud. So loud in fact that standing in the middle of the plaza, just about anyone in the vicinity can probably hear him. Why is he loud? Because he woke up in the fountain, soaked, with yellow wings and white cotton pants. He doesn't really realize that ( Read more... )

[Beat is at the feast the Hibou prepared because teenage boy + food + not all that much smarts = Beat pigging out on turkey and now having a really terribly acid trip.]

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[He's staring at the ground, narrowing his eyes at it.]

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[And now he starts to panicI AIN'T GONNA LET YOU EAT ME! TRY IT AN' I'LL PUNCH YER FACE IN! ...WHEREVER YO ( Read more... )

...are they gone?

That was friggin' whack, yo. Zombies? What the hell. Ain't they supposed ta' stay in the movies and crap like that? Goddamn chickens.

So, uh...I gotta question for everyone. Isn't...it supposed ta' be daylight now? Where the hell'd the sun go?

[Beat's sitting at the bottom of one of the tree house trees, rainbow colored planks of wood around him and a bucket of nails and a hammer. He's got slaphazard bandages on most of his fingers and he stares at the wood with genuine confusion.]

...Goddamn, this shit's hard. AIGHT. Let's do this ( Read more... )