27 September 2010 @ 11:44 am
[The video starts playing, showing nothing but Toki's workbench at first. But then a hand comes up from beneath the bench, placing a few splattered plane model parts and tubes of glue back onto the table. Toki rises, still looking like absolute hell, but he clears his throat and speaks.]

Sos...that was fucksing annoyings. Buts is finally goes away. An' I needs an aspirprins. Fffuucks. I appreskiates the people what tries to helps.

[Locked to Adachi]

I don'ts know why you dos that, but...Takk.

[/Locked to Adachi]

((ooc: anyone who's still tagging Toki in regards to his "get me the hell out of here" thread, feel free to keep doing so! We can just...say it already happened.))
25 September 2010 @ 10:36 am
[The video crackles to life, showing the interior of Toki’s bedroom. The laptop is positioned at his workbench. It’s vacant. But on the very edge of the screen one can see Toki is lying on his bed, eyes closed tightly, knees curled up against his chest. It is silent in the room, save for Toki mumbling to himself in a mix of English and Norwegian.] Goes away…goes away… AAAAAAH!

Cut for length and implications of violence )
24 August 2010 @ 02:21 pm
Image and video hosting by TinyPic [Toki is soaking wet when the camera turns on, topless and wringing out his shirt. With his soggy hair in front of his face, he attempts to address the camera directly.]

...Just wonderings. Does any of yous gots one t'ing you absolutelies gots to do sometimes for funs? Likes...tradintions or somet'ings? That maybe some peoples thinks is dildos but ams still fun anysways?
21 July 2010 @ 11:44 pm
Locked to Merlin )
Current Mood: determined
16 July 2010 @ 11:04 am
[video] Worst Fear + Rewind  
[The video appears to be a high-quality recording from Toki's Dethphone. Toki is reclining in a hospital bed, his foot bandaged and elevated on a small mountain of black pillows. His bed is near a large picture window. The flames that had been consuming Mordhaus have now been extinguished, but thick smoke still lingers in the air and several parts of the once-strong compound have collapsed. Toki reaches up to brush his hair from his face, revealing that his hands are also wrapped tightly in white bandages and both of his forearms have an unusual uniform bruise around them. His eyes are ringed with grey and slightly bloodshot as he looks in the direction of the phone. His expression is hard to read, as a large oxygen mask is obscuring half of it…] Dey say—[…which he promptly forgot about before attempting to speak and rips it off of his face in frustration. For some reason, he winces from the sudden movement.]

OOC Cut )
(Lock to Winry) )

12 July 2010 @ 01:07 am
 Hallos, Ducks!

We heres ats de Mordhaus don'ts t'inks much abouts de soccers an' de Worlds Cups, even d'ough is goods for you, Spains!...But we t'inks maybe we gets to making monies wit' dose fucksing annoying vuvuzela horns. Sos we ams workings on new Dethmerch, an' I wants to knows whats you t'inks. Tooks me forever to get Managers persmission to shows de first prototypes, even d'ough you all ams from different worlds an' we gots good legal team, so you ams better bes appreskiatings it.

TA DAAAA [Toki produces this rather grim looking thing.]  Insteads of makes de annoying BRRRRRRRZZZZ sounds, it ams shoots out bloods. Still workings on de blood storages. Maybe tries to gets it to makes Nat'ans voice comes out of it.

((ooc: feel free to laugh at my Photoshop fail.))
Current Mood: hyper
08 July 2010 @ 08:08 pm
 ...Just sittings here in de livings rooms and sees about t'irty Klokateers chasing dese two guys down de hallways. T'oughts we trainsed dem to run fasters den dats.

Skwisgaar ams pitchings de fits about his rooms being all pinks and horrifyings. Is goods funs, shoulds makes some popscorns.
Current Mood: confused
04 July 2010 @ 03:48 pm
So's, ahhhhm...hows does you tells somebodies you's worries abouts dem wit'out seemings like you cares too much...?
Current Music: "Murmaider II: The Water God"
24 June 2010 @ 09:52 pm
[Text Only]  
I think I have a way to get away from Mr. Kimbley. I don't want to be a hostage for Ed and Al. They don't deserve that and I don't want to be used to make them hurt people.

I may be going quiet for a while because of it. Just wanted to let some people know, so they weren't worried.

...I just wish I could let Granny and Mr. Garfiel know I'm okay.
Current Mood: rushed
20 June 2010 @ 01:29 pm
[Accidental Video]  

[The video opens showing Toki’s messy work desk in his bedroom, littered with candy wrappers, model airplane parts, and crumpled paper towels. The room appears empty, with only the lamp near his bed lit. The planes that are held up on his ceiling with string sway on their own, as if pushed by a constant breeze. After a few minutes, there is the sound of an automatic door sliding open. Toki enters the room, looking morose, holding a newly opened bottle of some expensive alcohol in one hand. He sits on his bed, shifting on the mattress a few times before picking up a stuffed bear with a devil’s tail and staring hard at it, as if he expects it to give him some advice.]

[He lets out a heavy sigh.] Faen også.

OOC Cut, nothing questionable behind the cut, just a lot of exposition and angsting. )
16 June 2010 @ 11:11 pm
 [Toki can be heard grumbling in Norwegian as he turns the audio feed on]

I has de hyposkaneticals questions for you alls.

Say you has de hobby of looking up bands because dat's what you likes. Not because you ams prepares for any kinds of games or anyt'ing, is just what you likes doing.

But den you gets involves in a game where yous has to names de bands. Dat's not cheats, right?! I's not prepares for de games! Whats you all t'inks?
Current Mood: frustrert
15 June 2010 @ 10:58 pm
[Accidental Video Post]  
[The camera shows Winry's back. She's bent over a work desk, plans tacked to the walls above her head. She's obviously very hard at work, occasionally straightening to ease her back, or leaning over to fish something out of a desk drawer.]

Faintly, a voice shouts her name from somewhere and Winry straightens, glancing toward the door. She removes a pair of magnifying work goggles. "The military?" She sets the goggles down and leaves the room. There is nothing for a time, just the sight of the tools and the piece of automail on top of the desk.

Finally, there is the sound of footsteps pounding up a staircase and Winry reappears in the doorway, eyes blazing, mouth twisted in a grimace. "That idiot!" She stands next to the camera, not paying any attention to it, thumbing her chin. There is a determined glare on her face. "I'll need to make him northern weight automail and take it up to him - how could he be so stupid? This is going to be at least two days' work! Not to mention, I have no clothes for going to the mountains." Her hands clench into fists. "He'd better be ready to lay out some money, because I'm definitely charging him for this visit!"

[Winry sighs, rubbing her forehead as if she's trying to soothe a headache.]

"I guess I'd better get to work.
Current Mood: working
13 June 2010 @ 10:54 am
[intro video post]  
[The video opens, but hardly anything is visible. A bright blue eye is staring directly into the small lens, moving the camera around as if trying to get it to stay upright.] 

Ahh, hallo? Cans everybodies sees me? I ams new to dis whole Living Journals t'ing.

[The video camera now seems willing to stay still. The blue eye moves away and a young man sits down in front of the now smudged camera.]

Dat's better. I's Toki, it ams nice to meets you all!
Current Location: Mordhaus