14 February 2010 @ 08:30 pm
 
...Oh dear.

[Isaak has looked up from his gadgets just in time to notice that- what's this?- his left hand has four red strings attached to his fingers. This must be one of Dietrich's pranks, of course! So what does he do, but tug on them, fairly hard, as Dietrich might do when jerking his makeshift puppets around! ...Hmm. They disappear into thin air...What technology has Dietrich come up with, this time? What point would there be, if he already had near-invisible strings?

And so, he follows them, like a compass, outside to the street. Was anyone else affected? Were any of the other Orden members attached- Oh, god help Dietrich if he'd tied Isaak to Helga.
 
 
05 February 2010 @ 10:03 pm
Video: Re: Cain's antics  
"Destruction cometh; and they shall seek peace, and there shall be none." -Ezekiel, 7:25.
   
    Guten Aben, Ducklings. Isaak Fernand von Kämpfer, 9=2, Panzer Magier of the Rosencreutz Orden. I suppose you all might be wondering the meaning behind Mein Herr's...art.
   
    You see, our Orden has become quite...diminished in number, due to a few bad apples. If you are interested in our efforts, please spare no hesitation to comment~ We seek to renew our world through fire, weeding out those who are unworthy of surviving into the new era. Those feeling pity for the "innocents" lost in our endeavor need not reply, for you will simply be one more sacrifice in our cleansing of the world.


[OOC: Posted to Cain's thread, oops. Sorry about that, I fail just as much as my pup does. Also, HTML fail, sorry.]
 
 
Current Mood: Exhilerated
 
 
19 January 2010 @ 09:22 pm
Introductory Post  
Video
[A lanky, but not unattractive man sits calmly in a plain chair; his porcelain face and dead black eyes make him seem lifeless. This is, until he clears his throat, adjusting his top hat. Everything on him is in monochrome; black, white, or grey. He addresses a screen in front of him, happy to have figured it out enough to use the video option. His voice is calm and rich, like wine, not without a curt tone and polite demeanor.]
"Guten Aben, citizens. I am Isaak Butler, my lord's loyal companion, of whom I have not seen in quite some time. I fear he has been meandering through this community, guideless, and if any kind soul could point me in his direction, the shepherd must corral his lost lamb. Ahh, you would probably need a description to help me find him, wouldn't you? Ja, well, he is quite the...free spirit, I must say. Tall, blonde, classy...just a little friendly. You see, he tends to latch onto strangers if I am not present; it pains me to imagine him getting himself into a spot of trouble in my absense."
[This last bit is particularly layered with exasperation, hinting at an almost fatherly affection.]

Locked, open if you have the right voice password~
Guten Aben, Mein Orden~ I have dearly missed my little sheep. Oh, and Mein Herr, to lead us to chaos once again.
It is a pleasure to be in your presence again~
 
 
19 January 2010 @ 08:44 pm
[text]  
Everyone, everyone, my butler is here! I just want you all to make friends with him because he gets very lonely; I don't want him to get too sad being here with all of you wonderful people. Maybe after this whole Shadow debacle is over, we can soothe our nerves by having a nice picnic with a cup of tea! He makes the best cup of tea, he even adds thirteen sugars to your tea to make it extra sweet.

Won't that be fun?