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[The Tsukasa who has stumbled into the mall today is a far cry from the frantic young girl of some months ago. Clad from head to toe in black and her eyes aglow with a crimson glare that seems to penetrate one's very soul, her presence borders on demonic. She seem neither confused or angry to be here; but rather annoyed in a manner similar to being ( Read more... )

[Hello, everyone. A few months back, several people may have noticed their roommates or neighbors just up and missing in the middle of the night. Or maybe not. This is because a large number of residents, all tied by some ~mysterious unknown connection~, were abruptly dragged out and deposited in different worlds. Not their own in most cases, ( Read more... )

[It looks like someone decided to do something good for the Mall's residents - maybe as a morale booster, we need these things in these dark times, yeah? Anyway, there are several different cups of coffee laid out on a table. Nearby is the person responsible, who will pour more cups if needed ( Read more... )

[Asako went quiet a little while ago, and has apparently not been sighted in the mall since the little...game...run by that one announcer person ( Read more... )

...The multiverse must've love me.

[Say a familiar catphones, very dryly, looking around after stepping out of a door while carrying a bag of groceries. Only...he's a King of Bel.

Oh, and have a small pair of black wings on his back. Sadly, not big enough to fly with.

With a sigh, he seek out the nearest person.]

What happened?

[What did the Velvet Mall ( Read more... )

[Hello, citizens of the dressing room. Whoever you are, you see a flash of white light, and a white-cloaked figure steps out of the portal just before it closes. The man gives off an otherworldly aura of sheer power, yet he is clearly a demon at heart.

The King of Bel. The Messiah. He is all of these things at the same time.]So, this explains ( Read more... )

[Despite the Conception, it looks like some of the technology of man has survived. COMPs, radios… and televisions. Of course, the power's as good as off, so anything wired won't be working, right ( Read more... )

[There's a blue-haired teenager with headphones asleep on a bench. There's an angel floating near him, watching over him and making sure no one attacks him. He seems to have been there for a while, if the zombie janitor giving him a dirty look before moving on is any indication.]

[Approach?]

[A malfunctioning COMP lies on the floor of the Mall, demons materializing out of the miasma.

It wouldn't have been much of a problem, except for the fact that these demons were... a little less than friendly.

In fact, some of the more helpless resident demons of the Mall have had their Macca stolen by these goons.  Aside from it being Justice Time, ( Read more... )