[At long last, Cipher B has returned. He’s seated in the kitchen tonight, perched on the chair in typical L-fashion, hugging his knees with he bites his thumb irritably. On the table is a chess board, with himself playing against… well, himself.

That alone is odd in itself, for any who have previously known him. His right eye is now uncovered, ( Read more... )

Somewhere in the mansion, there was a room lined with mirrors - funhouse mirrors in a variety of warped shapes and designs. Standing in front of one of the less distorted mirrors was a B, staring at himself intently in the glass ( Read more... )

[Have a wide eyed Beyond sitting with his knees pulled to his chest, in the middle of the kitchen, staring at the ground. What is he doing? Maybe you should check to see if he's alright? He looks safe enough - his fur is gone, eyes back to normal. He'd been missing on Halloween, though... ]

[[ooc:: Aftermath of Halloween Plot. Open to everybody, ( Read more... )

"Roger, would you please read me the file for the Thames Serial Drowning case again? I'd like to go over a few of the details ( Read more... )

[ One may notice a flash of red being hidden away in Beyond's pocket as he looks around quickly.  This was not where he was before. ]

Hello, hello.

[ ooc: have another beyond. ]

[ High, vaulted ceilings with two rows of pews, complete with stained glass windows depicting heavenly figures and moments, and light from a source unknown pouring through them. Along with that, Beyond didn't fail to notice the altar that was at the front of the room. He had found a church in the mansion. Before the altar lay a large casket (or was ( Read more... )

Ooops.

*'Caused those illnesses a while back, and not particularly sorry!' proclaims B's forehead, cheerfully. And the room won't seem to let him turn invisible, either.

Well, that's awkward.*

[ooc: this room spells out a secret your character would rather not share on their forehead for all to see, and won't let them leave until you feel like

[There is an unattended child of perhaps 9 or 10 perched on a chair at the kitchen table, equally engrossed in both the open jar of strawberry jam and the stack of manga spread out on the table in front of him. It's B, obviously, and he's had an accidental encounter with the age reversal room.]

[[Fear, mansion. Or, come chat with tiny B.]]

[Enter a B. He looks to be around 25 years old. In his left hand he holds what looks to be a dossier, and in his right he holds a small, broken robot toy. B takes a look around the area with a blank look. He had been here before. However, what had been one week in mansion time, was five years for himself. He had forced himself to think of this ( Read more... )

[Burnt countryside, the smell of ashes and blood in the air, and death looming in the sky. Beyond had wandered in a room filled with dragons. This wasn't bad in itself, really, until she noticed that the largest dragon in the room -It could fit two of her into its mouth- was near the door out. If she was going to make it to that door, she was going ( Read more... )