And in House 14 The Evil Met

[heart_teaze]

Who: House 14 Evil, and those derps that also got stuck in this house.
What: A fail!meeting of housemates.
Where: House 14
When: Day
Warnings: Uh, more then likely swearing, derpiness, creep vibes, and well we'll add as we go considering who all is in this house. Action tags and Prose are a go. Threadjack I dare you.

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[saeptuose]

Lior had been prancing - literally - around the house for a while now, seeing if she could find anyone she had seen outside during her exploration. Maybe one of her newly acquired knights were around, but it seemed she hadn't been that lucky.

She did, however, spot Tyki walking down the hall, and padded up to him rather loudly. "Mister Tyki!" She grinned, waving excitedly.

[heart_teaze]

Ah it was one of the ones he met before. Lioriley, or such...an odd name. That went with her features. Though he shouldn't really be critiquing such when he recalls the Earl and his looks.

"Well hello little Miss Lioriley. We seem to be lodging together."

[saeptuose]

"Really?" Man, if she was a dog she would be overly prone to wagging her tail with excitement or something.

Her smile only seemed to brighten then, her eyes closing as she did so, "That's really neat! I'm glad I get to stay with someone familiar! Have you seen anyone else...?"

[heart_teaze]

Still exuberant. It was like if Rhode was innocent and slightly brain damaged. So his smile was a bit forced as it slowly sank in that he may have no reprieve from this one in the near future...and possibly wrapped around her finger if he wasn't careful and stayed White too long in this place.

"You're the first so far little miss."

[remarch]

March didn't trust this place. March didn't trust anything, actually, but he especially did not trust this place. Whatever the game was, the other people in the house could be the biggest threats to him; With no where else to go yet, no point in seeking other residency when everywhere was an equal risk, he'd have to make this room safer. Tripwire. Explosives might be too hard to get, though. He'd checked it for bugs, but he wasn't counting on it been unmonitored, either.

Of course, none of this plans to turn his room into a razor filled, saw-level death trap for intruders showed on March's cheerful face as he exited into the corridor. That would be weakness.

-- And speaking of erstwhile house mates, he wasn't the only one in the house, huh?

"Another P.O.W?"

[heart_teaze]

That acronym he did not know it meant, but he wasn't going to show it as he looked at the new person. Gold eyes already looking over to see just how much of a nuisance this one might be if he ever got hostile.

"Well, it's refreshing to see they did not leave so few in such large housing."

[remarch]

March meets his gaze squarely; They're matched in eye color, which would be a bonding point if March was the type to bond with... Anything at all.

Keeps smiling brightly, maybe a little sardonically. Another adult, which would present a problem. He could take Blaine in a fight, he was sure. This one would present more of a problem, especially given he had no idea what augmentech was in play.

March, after all, was 'March Hare', not 'Gun wielding psycho tank with berserker boosts and super strength'.

"Wouldn't know what to do with all the room?"

[heart_teaze]

Oh in any other case that would be a perfect bonding point for Tyki as well, but sadly kid you're missing something on the forehead and you remind him too much of an eyepatch wearing redhead. So he's just going to give you that knife like smile.

He might have to play with you a bit if you keep up with such deja vu.

"It would be a waste, especially to give to such unwilling guests as ourselves."

[tepesadrian]

After a lot of futile wandering through the city, Alucard inevitably ended back at the house he woke up in and resolved to stay there for a little while. Back in his world, there were always things to be done-- but here, he was just expected to be happy with simply existing. ...That didn't sit well.

For the most part, he just wandered through the house and tried to get his bearings. He intended to observe the others in the house and gather what he could off the scent of their blood.

/DERPS INTO EVERY THREAD

[saeptuose]

Seeing as Lior had the attention span of a gnat, it was easy to assume she had broken away from whoever she saw earlier for some reason or another. Be it a shiny object or hearing someone else in the distance.

She rounded a corner a bit too quickly, skidding to a halt just in front of the man and staring up at him. "S-Sorry! I knew I heard someone else in here..."

PLEASE DO. 8D

[tepesadrian]

Her sudden appearance was enough to make Alucard draw back slightly, but only out of reflex to keep from being collided into. Fortunately, she seemed to have good reflexes herself.

"...You live here as well, I assume."

[saeptuose]

One of the only talents she had unfortunately.

"M'hm!" she nodded happily, offering a bright smile to the man. So bright in fact the etchings along her skin began to glow faintly. "I'm Lioriley. I was looking around for others to make sure Tyki and I weren't alone here!"

[visestvita]

The fact that he would be forced to share accommodation was almost the straw that broke the camel's back for Wesker. He was a solitary creature by nature and did not enjoy interaction unless it was entirely necessary. The only reason it was 'almost' was because, apparently, it would be necessary for the time being.

And at any rate, perhaps he'd find someone of help to him here. At the very least, he could wait and see who he found. Hasty judgements would only cause more problems.

[remarch]

March isn't a naturally helpful being; Quite the opposite, he's a bit of a bastard with a habit tending towards sitting in the corner with popcorn. But for now, he wants to meet his fellow housemates.

Not to make friends, but rather to gauge the threat levels. And right now...

Well, right now, he was seriously debating who he'd have to sleep with for about ten weapons upgrades. He had the bad feeling that he was not a match for most of it's occupants in combat.

...So you can imagine he isn't exactly happy to see Wesker, although it doesn't show on his face.

"Another one, or just having a sleep over?"

[visestvita]

Looking over at the stranger, Wesker isn't particularly impressed by what he sees - but then again, he chides himself, he's had trouble with less impressive specimens before. Best not to be dismissive and at any rate, this person was good enough to strike up a conversation with him.

"I'm not exactly one for sleepovers, I must admit," he says drily with a thin smile. "So, yes, another one." He readjusts his sunglasses ever so slightly. It's difficult to tell how much of a threat the boy might be but Wesker doubted he'd ever had trouble with him. "Does that mean there are many others, then?"

[remarch]

It's not like March appears much in the way of a threat; He's smaller than he should be, underfed enough for it to show, and his smile looks as friendly as his body language is open.

But internally March is already plotting how to deal with this. He'd need a way to learn their powers, a way to neutralize the threats. He'd already learned the lay-out of the second floor 'helping' someone, but if he didn't know what tech was in play, there was no point in setting up anything.

This would be so much easier if this game was played properly.

"I wouldn't know, I'm not the type to go lurking outside windows, but it seems like there are plenty of kidnapping victims here."

[hydro_storm]

Unlike many of the others, Richter still hadn't left his room save for the first night he arrived here. He'd been far too busy flipping through the pages of his Portal, fascinated by not only the magic of it, but the sheer amount of other people that came up. Listening to them proved to be quite an amusing way to waste time.

It was only after a few good hours did Richter close his book, and he'd then noticed the sound of shuffling and life outside his closed-over door. Curious, he stood up and poked outside the door frame and took a glance around before stepping out.

[outandproudboy]

Blaine was wandering around, trying to find the kitchen of the house. Count D. mentioned that he has been cooking, the logical thing was to assume that all the houses here had a kitchen. The teen was hungry, but more than anything he wanted some coffee, that always make him feel better.

[hydro_storm]

Richter's attention snapped to the teen as he took a few steps around. He looked a bit lost, and well, Richter would admit that he'd probably be a bit lost too.

"Need help finding something?" He asked, giving a cheerful smile and a wave.

[outandproudboy]

Blaine gave the man a nod and a sheepish smile. "I think so, yes. I'm trying to find the kitchen, sir."