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[Well once again Spike had completely lost track of the time...about a few weeks or so. He appears on the communicator, a little woozy from whatever binge he's been on for the last few days. Like some kind of bad art film, he lays in the sand for a few moments slowly coming out his self-induced coma. He notices the camera, looking at it like he found a free tv before he realizes...]

Shit.

I'm still here.

Shiiiiiiiiiiit.

[He rolls over, his back to the communicator.]

Okay, gonna take a nap for the next month, so...whatever...

[It's two minutes before the communicator times out.]

a_smile

[guess who's got another one of those odd dream-being questions? in text form once again, though given the fact that it's a dream question it shouldn't be a stretch of the imagination to guess who it is.]

Dreams or reality. Which is better?

anshininsan

This has all been quite fun and all, but it's time to wrap up this arc and introduce the new arc, as we have done just recently in the WSJ. Therefore, I propose to you, brave heroes and protagonists of this island: let us bring forth the climax and return these demons back from whence they came.

Now then, will you answer to the call? This is your chance to be a hero!

[ event post! Anshin'in-san is gathering people to destroy the psionic emitters, ending this event. Comment below with questions, protests, volunteering, etc! When she replies, she will be physically near your character. I will make a thread to hunt for the emitter when there is a suitable number of people (5 minimum, excluding herself).

Additionally, this serves as a mingle! Even if you don't want to interact with Anshin'in-san or help out, or want to help out but don't have a suitable character to destroy things, feel free to do your own thing in here! ]

pneumonia

This place is boring!

( shiro appears in the screen eating a box of cookies. she pouts as her hair fumbles everywhere. )

Shiro has been locked in this room for days now. Can she leave please?

Current Mood: bored

not_so_paper_thin

[There is a sleepy girl sitting at a table with a large book. Unlike every other time you've seen her, she's not reading it. Instead she's just kind of glaring at it. The texture of the hard cover is rough, like it was hewn from wood and a malicious face was etched into it.

Yomiko gently reaches toward the book... and it snaps at her with a growl.

She pulls her hand back with a small "eep" and goes back to staring at the book forlornly.]

emptyguardian

[I'm sure we all know Japan's got a lot of weird shit in their demons and myths and ghosts.

Right?
Right.

So there may or may not be broken furniture and random objects strewn around the ground. Ulquiorra casually walks through all that, and also maybe a dead oni or two, as he steps up to one of the cargo boxes the plane dropped.]

Wonder why these things have been popping up lately...was it that plane?
This definitely came from it...

[he pokes the box. There isn't anything in it when he actually decides to look inside, well besides your typical cargo anyways. Supplies and what not.]

They shouldn't have just been attracted by this.

accesstherainbowgate

Customer 17, Dealer 20. Better luck next time!

[Rio smiled cheerfully, giving a small wave as the unicorn abandoned it's spot at the blackjack table that Rio had inexplicably found and set up at the edge of the woods. Chip was curled up on the edge of the table, watching the creatures come to play, making sure no tricks were had.]

Current Mood: mischievous

thelastpetal

[Tonight is bad day for Garry. He thought the haunted house is creepy but this island which roaming with harmful creatures are much creepier. What's worse, this creature with no legs apparently looking for him. Thankfully, Garry is going to relay on his own life ~~not the rose~~, he intrudes one of the guest rooms and locks the door behind him. Have a stranger in your room.]

...Sorry for intruding your room, but I'm in emergency.

tsunitama

[ Yuki has attempted in vain to avoid the insanity that is this island's population. But now he's being driven out into the open areas by what seems to be a full-sized Hydra with three heads. He's into fish and all but he could live without being chased by one. If this thing even was a fish. ]

This place is insane! It's totally insane!!

[ he tries to pull up Wikipedia on his device so see if it has any weaknesses... ]

maidofecstasy

[Yakui's been pretty unfazed by all of these mythical creatures lately. She did try to ride a Zergling, but that didn't work out. Neither did her attempt to beat a satyr in a drinking contest. She DID manage to bring down a kut-ku with her obnoxiously loud laughter, but riding it proved just as unsuccessful as the others.

Finished for the day, she's started to return to her guesthouse. Anyone she happens to be passing by might notice her starting to convulse on her feet, until her arms go limp and her head tilts back, and something, or someone, starts pulling itself, or rather, herself... no, maybe itself was right... out of her mouth.

It appears to be a tall, pale woman with very long black hair (if it's even really hair), and red eyes. As she manages to get halfway up out of Yakui's mouth - Yakui somehow standing upright and unmoving through the entirety of this - clothing seems to begin to manifest on her body. A maid uniform. Finally, she pulls her feet out of Yakui's mouth and carefully crawls down off of her, just in time for Yakui to collapse onto her back on the ground.]

Oh dear, how unfortunate. Yakui-san, are you _okay?

[The tall woman stoops down to poke at Yakui, who responds only with a couple twitches.]

[OOC: Disclaimer; I am not actually picking up a new character, she is simply going to be a special guest for this event.]

shimuka

[ You know, an impromptu beach vacation wasn't the worst thing to happen to a busy girl. In fact, it's actually a good thing, if you look hard enough. This one lady is making the most of it, having procured a lounge chair, a small table with a tall glass of water and a bottle of tanning oil, she's set herself up a cozy spot on a mostly-undisturbed beach. A swallow lights on the edge of the glass, chirping at her, as she undresses down to a bikini. Her clothes go into her bag, accompanying a pair of skates she rarely goees without, and she stretches out luxuriantly. Wow, she'd really needed this break, now that she thought of it. ]

Why yes, Mes-chan. It is a beautiful day. Think we can work on our tans?

[ She smiles again, and lies back on the chair, relishing in the warm rays of sun. She'd have to thank whomever was in charge. ]

checkoutthesedecks

[You know what? He could have dealt with the whole mysterious island bullshit, he could have handled the creepy red guy because at least there were some drugs. But no, he did not get kidnapped all this way for Ponyville the Sequel.

He did not fucking step outside to meet a stampede of centaurs trouncing their way in his path. Rushing out of the way, he soon finds himself overwhelmed by their huge feet. The little dragon has no choice but to cling to one of the creature's legs. Looks like the dragon was going on a ride through the island.]

Fuck. This. Place. So much...

buttwalks

[ There's a new face wandering -- specifically, butt walking -- about the beaches, squealing in delight at random intervals. If that wasn't weird enough, he is a naked red guy. A naked red guy with delicate eyelashes and a briefcase in his hand.

Eventually, the strange man grows tired of wandering and butt walks up to one of the guesthouses. For a moment he merely stares at the front door, tapping his chin and "hmm"-ing in thought and deep contemplation, before a lightbulb finally goes off in his head.

He proceeds to smash his face against the door repeatedly, losing several teeth in the process, stopping only once the door opens. He greets the stranger before him with a warm, toothless smile. ]

Hel-lo! It's me, George BUTTock, door-to-door salesman, at your service!

[ With his introduction said and done, George suddenly drops to the ground, landing on his large belly with a loud thud. He gazes up and daintily bats his eyelashes at his potential customer, asking in a dulcet tone: ]

May I show you my goods, Sir AND SLASH OR Ma'am? Ahah!

a_smile

[the feed clicks on just in time to hear the sound of a hammer cracking down on a Chupacabra's skull. Smile draws back and shakes his weapon so the blood flies off and picks the device from where he dropped it.]

Hello~ [yeah, he sounds far too amused by all of this. oddly enough, aside from the blood on his clothing, Smile seems fine. his smile, however, is much more wider than before. wonder if it means something...]

2000_skills

[So you know what we're missing, a tokusatsu showdown with mythological creatures trying to attack people.

LETS FIX THAT.

Namely by having Kuuga just kicking the crap out of Mermen (the ugly fish kind not the mermaids that are male kind) and judo throwing Furies like a boss.

Or he was doing pretty boss until he got slammed by a Kelpie and is currently trying to NOT get trampled to death by it. Holding evil water spirit horses up and away is kind of a challenge though. How long is that going to last?]

anshininsan

[ Whoever you are, wherever you are, watch out.

Because there's a giant hairy ape with distinctly huge feet flying toward you. When it crashes, whether on you or next to you or right at your feet, the culprit behind the flying Bigfoot comes into view (or not, if Bigfoot is actually on you) as she wipes her brow and gives a satisfied sigh. ]

A new record! It's been ages since I've done this, but even a nonhuman like myself must say that it gives a girl peace of mind, although it's not quite the same as throwing mammoths. Well, asking that of Eureka-chan would be selfish of me, so this will have to do. ♥

relentlessly

[ Waltz has sorted out the functions of this highly unusual gadget, surmising it as simply an item far beyond the technology of his own world.

Fascinating that a machine powered by soul mist could produce fully sentient beings, such as himself-- yet, they could never create something this advanced. A little slab of nonsense, yet so potent in its capabilities. It was very curious.

Amidst his pondering, he was interrupted by an explosion, up in the sky. An airship? Here? The wreckage indicated this was indeed the case (again, an aircraft much different than any of Gaia's, but nevermind that now).

Wing pieces and shrapnel scattered like smoking leaves on the wind, and then-- had something ejected? Yes, it had. A black container, of what, the Waltz could not guess. But something deployed, a parachute...!

This was by far the most interesting event thus far on the island. The rest of the plane made a rocky plummet straight into the woods, letting up a plume of smoke as the hull skidded through the dirt and vegetation before coming to a halt. The black box, large enough to fit a Zaghnol easily, began a quick descent on its meager chute, thumping to the ground heavily near the edge of the forest. Waltz set the device down at last, with a final shot of dark wings soaring into the distance. Things were afoot. Ominous things. ]

riskmywholeself

What a waste...

[At least if she'd been home fighting to stay alive among a crumbling world, she'd have had something to do. She'd been in a constant state of wandering, practicing, not letting her resolve get weak. She was alive, and that was enough to keep her heart strong. She'd outlived that witch who had forced her to act to her will, likely outlived her mentor who had betrayed her... She'd wandered into the trees, casting ice at whatever she would deem a target. Even if this place was just another prison for her, she would use it to get stronger.]

Current Mood: frustrated

maidofecstasy

[There's a hut on the island with its window open, and a sign that reads "The Pharmacist is [In]". Sitting behind the window is a young lady with purple hair, looking dazed to say the least. She's got a bottle of pills in one hand, which she's eating out of like a kid with a bag of skittles. Even though she's got an ear-to-ear grin, she looks kind of bored.

Or maybe she's just really, really high. Absolutely nothing bad could come from asking which one it is, right?]

dreaming_prophet

[the feed flicks on and Al stares at the camara. he looks tired and sighs.]

Another dream? I thought I ended it.

[he sighs again.]

What do I have to do to leave?

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