27 February 2013 @ 03:57 pm
[Video/Canon move]  
[Denzel can be seen in his broken down and quite frankly messy room. Speaking to himself which isn't all that unusual. Crocker is making very immature faces in the video camera before continuning on]

I shall record this for future generations so that all may learn - [Finger twindle]

[Denzel is intruppted by this mother who comes literally banging in though the door by destorying the door with battering ram.]

Denzel Crocker! Can you stop the crazy long enough to help mommy?


But you need to put on this dress so I can hem it for the big dance tonight.

[Ms. Crocker quickly puts the red rubber dress on her son and somehow cartoon undresses the man in the process]

I HATE MONLINGER DRESSES!... Although it does make me feel pretty. Oh well, not like anyone I know can see this.
[Or can they?]

...Who pinged?! SOMEONE OPENED MY FILE! Most people would assume this was the work of a hacker but I know some child most have wished himself into the internet with the help of his - FAIRY GODPARENTS!

(Denzel is blue and Ms. Crocker is pink)
23 February 2013 @ 04:32 pm
[Video / Canon Update]  
[Hey DDD, it's been awhile and Dib's been busy so busy in fact he hasn't noticed the extreme time or lack of time that he's hasn't been around. Whatever Dib is up too he appears to be very focused. Looks like he's taking after you Ferb and building... Something.]

Alright Zim this device will be your doom.
09 December 2012 @ 06:10 pm
Cut for: scenes of surgery prep, possible mild body horror? )
19 November 2012 @ 01:55 pm
Hello there, students.

I would like to inform all of my Anatomy and Biology courses that we are going to be holding a very special field trip this Wednesday evening. I’d like all of my students to meet me at the local cemetery at midnight by the churchyard entrance. All students are required to attend. Yes, even if you have a doctor’s note.

Everyone should bring the following:

- A flashlight

- A shovel (the bigger, the better)

- Black clothing (to be worn to the cemetary)

- A pair of gloves

- Shoes that are easy to run in (just in case)

Please make sure to wear your gloves at all times. We don’t want to have to worry about any pesky fingerprints, now would we?

Also, if anybody has a wheelbarrow they’d be willing to bring along, it would be most appreciated.
12 November 2012 @ 08:05 pm
[accidental video] Follow-Up to Jezebel's Wager  
Contains non-graphic violence. Also: many, many sads. Relevant for anyone who had CR with Cassian. )
03 November 2012 @ 07:05 pm
Very quick video post -- contains implications of possibly upsetting sexual-harassment content )

[The video cuts to later, after nightfall -- Jezebel sits in another ornate room, toying with the metal device.]

I've done a rather foolish thing, I fear. [Smiling placidly, he says calmly:] I wagered my freedom that my younger brother will not be as dull-witted as my possible owner.

If I win, I get anything I desire. [There is a small grin at that.] If I lose, well --

[He holds up the contraption.] This device is called a Scavenger's Daughter. A rather old-fashioned torture device from the days of Henry VIII. A person's head and limbs are shoved inside while their spine compresses. It's said to be excruciating -- unless, of course, you have the good fortune to die of strangulation instead.

[He smiles calmly.] Cassandra finds these things to be -- let's simply say, pleasing to look at.

It's going to be an interesting evening, I think.
15 March 2012 @ 02:31 pm
[anon // IP address hackable]  
A question for you, community:

Which is worth more to you: your life? Or your freedom? Would you sell your own freedom away for a high enough offer?

After all, once you die, it's over. Well, for the vast majority of us, anyhow. Nothing more to worry about once it's all done.

Once your freedom's gone, well. That can take some time. And how bearable it is all depends on one's master.

((All replies anonymous unless otherwise specified; if you're determined, his identity can be hacked. Unless you're Cassian, because he's not allowed to find out about certain canon points yet.))
29 December 2011 @ 09:40 pm
[Accidental video]  
(Warning: This post is part of a canon storyline that involves triggery sexual content.)

Do you know what this world is made of? Insanity...hatred...this world is made of terror, covered in blood. )
18 November 2011 @ 10:58 pm
come one, come all;  
Good afternoon, everyone! The community is so active today. I hope you are all doing well. My dears, as always, tomorrow is our dinner. I thought, perhaps, we would make it special. How does yose nobe sound? We'd have quite a variety in the pot, of course.

Oh! And if you need a worldhop, please let me know. I would be happy to bring you.

((Giant family virus is a go!! If your character is virused/not virused/ not part of the family but still wants to come to dinner, have at it. I was thinking an RL tomorrow.))
24 September 2011 @ 11:25 pm
[Staring into the camera is a small child, about ten or eleven years old, looking rather wide-eyed and wary and anxious. Clutched in his hands is a large jar; if you look closely, you'll see a human heart floating in it.]

I can't find my father. I don't know where he is.

[He glances about for a second.] And someone's changed my room.

[He hugs the jar to his chest for a moment, biting his lip.]

There's a man here, but he won't answer me...I think he's too busy with his twin.

[He gestures behind him towards the present-day Jezebel...who seems to be crouched over a mirror image of himself lying on the ground, clutching at a bloody chest wound and bleeding out onto the floor. The younger tries to staunch the bleeding but it's doing very little good -- the older seems bemused and speaks in low tones to him.

Child!Jezebel turns back to look at the camera.] Has anyone seen the Earl of Hargreaves anywhere?

((Replies will come from kid!Jezebel and presentday!Jezebel. There might possibly be discussion of child abuse in the comments.))
17 September 2011 @ 12:59 pm
[video + text]  
Cut for the (non-violent) death of a pet )


Tell me, community, since you seem so content to spy: do you think it's possible that some truths are so terrible that it would be kinder to die than to learn it?

I saved a man's life today, but I did not do it out of kindness.

((Possible hinting at Godchild spoilers in the comments.))
24 August 2011 @ 07:18 pm

[The video shows a small chamber, with three people in it. One is Jezebel, and the second is a female bodyguard who holds a sword to Jezebel's throat before quickly putting it away. The last is an intimidating man sitting on what looks like the throne -- if you've seen some of Jezebel's other posts, you might recognize this man as Jezebel's father.

Jezebel stands off to one side while his father chats with the woman, seeming withdrawn. Eventually his father addresses him.]

So, Jezebel...it seems you've been assigned to take on the position of the Major Arcana's Death Card. I don't want to go through the regeneration ritual to join the Major Arcana, but...

[His father looks at him intently, his voice flat. Jezebel glances away, looking a bit wild-eyed, like he has something to say but remains quiet.]

I will not allow you to hold back. No son of mine will stay in the lower ranks. And Death is the perfect position for you.

[For a moment, nothing changes, with Alexis seeming smug and Jezebel quiet.

Then, with a sudden burst of energy, Jezebel snaps, grabbing the boydguard's sword. With a snarl, he lops his father's head off in one swift motion, blood spurting wildly out of his neck. The head rolls onto the floor and the body slumps.

And then the video snaps back to how it was, the daydream over. Jezebel remains quiet while his father ignores him to return to speaking with his bodyguard over other business, and the video ends.]


17 August 2011 @ 10:05 pm
[video + text]  
[There's a very short video clip of Jezebel attending to a strange-looking girl with bandages covering all her limbs. Jezebel inserts a needle into her arm, making her squirm and swat him in the face. He frowns, looking supremely irritated, but says nothing.]

[text; added later]

My assignments have moved away from poisoning vain schoolgirls and back to toying around with the dead once again, it seems. Mikaila seems to be thriving well, though she is...well, let's just say she likes to throw tantrums. The kind that end with blood on the walls.

Still, I can't complain too much, since she's provided me with an excellent companion, even if she didn't mean to do so.

[He switches video back on to show him petting a stitched-together zombie dog. Jezebel smirks.]

Isn't he adorable?

((May be mentions of triggery content in the comments...this plotline is incredibly weird >.>))
11 July 2011 @ 01:31 pm
20; video; welp there goes the neighborhood; jecht 0 canon 2; backdated to before tidus's arrival  
So, you've probably been wondering where I was.

[Kefka is dangling, pinned, between three statues: one angelic diva, one devilish knight, one demonic dancer. His shirt and pants are stained dark red from a nasty-looking stab wound in his stomach. And the ground they're all on is slowly crumbling away to reveal...sky. Uh oh.]

It has been a really long few weeks so let me say to just go look it up. It's on wikipedia by now, I bet. [He sighs, then starts ticking events off on his bloody fingers.] Let's just say that I destroyed the Returners on the orders of the Empire, stole the powers of the espers thus killing them all, set a town on fire, raised a floating continent, got backstabbed by the two remaining people of the Empire [and he raises a bloody hand from his wound] one literally, killed the other one, the first one got away with her friends, destroyed the Empire, and now I'm dying. Ha! It's...not nearly so bad as everyone says. I feel more woozy than anything else, hee hee hee...and so messy....

So, community....don't worry. I'll be back. Either I will have my world restarted, a New Game, or....hee, I'll be back better than ever. A god. It'll be great. So Scrooge, Samara, Dru, Aria, Mr. E, Jezebel, you other person, don't worry...but, Ozaki....

[Behind him, floating, a huge creature rises. It booms:]

Not so fast, ya fuckin' clown! Yer not gonna hurt Terra again!

[Kefka turns as well as he can, disbelief written all over his face.] How did you even get here? That doesn't even make sense!

Don't matter!

[The creature opens it's mouth and blasts him, the statues, and the ground. When the energy dissipates, nothing is left--]

[Wait, no, there's a...thing...the camera must have been caught in the blast, since the film is starting to blur. Whatever it is has great flapping wings in white and black and it's fast, spinning around the creature and chipping off parts with bright bursts of energy.]

[And the winged thing glows, glows, glows brighter and brighter and starts burning away the other creature, the sky, and the camera starts to crackle, fizz, until it breaks with a crash, leaving one image in its wake:]

not icly cut; the world burns )

[ooc: canon move! Kefka's become a god, the world has been transformed, and Jecht-the-space-whale's attack didn't stop anything, unfortunately. Which punted Jecht back to the beginning of his canon. Kefka's going to be MIA for the next few weeks since his book broke. No replies.]

[...and "mr. e" is supposed to be Envy, since Kefka's trying to help him without Greed knowing. :9 'The other person' is Grace. Italics are Jecht-Sin, normal is Kefka.]
Current Location: Floating Continent
Current Mood: changing
Current Music: Metamorphosis--FFVI
29 June 2011 @ 06:30 pm
"As it is written: Jacob have I loved, but Esau have I hated.

For he saith to Moses, I will have mercy on whom I will have mercy, and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion."

Tell me, those of you that believe in deities and souls and life after death:

If you believe there is a Heaven and a Hell, where do you think you will go when your time on this earth is at its end?
14 June 2011 @ 09:42 pm
The Cardmaster pretends that he is my adoptive father, and has called me his step-son for years...the truth is that he is my biological father and always has been. But since I am not his legitimate son, he pretends otherwise.

I rather suspect he has plans to let all of us at Delilah perish after he finishes his plans. But I honestly can't bring myself to care either way.
08 June 2011 @ 11:07 pm
In which Jezebel gruesomely kills a lady )

[video added later]

[Jezebel is standing in a dark, large room; in the backround is a large pool of medicine. Off to one side, there's a blanket over what suspiciously looks like the unconscious form of the little girl from earlier.

As Jezebel speaks, he starts to pull off blood-soaked gloves, tossing them aside.]

Cassian, once you're done fetching the next girl's eyes, hurry back here. I think we may be expecting some unwanted guests in a few moments' time.

((Going off of a fan translation here, because I can't find my copy of Volume 1 ;;

Also this scene is responsible for my favorite shot of Jezebel ever.))
26 May 2011 @ 01:21 pm
[Jezebel is sitting on a bench outdoors in a small courtyard, and on his shoulders are a series of cooing pigeons, either sitting on his shoulders are shuffling about. One or two are perched on his knees as well, and two squirrels sit near his feet.

Rather than irritated, he seems rather amused.]

I seem to be quite popular today. And was yesterday, as well.

I can only assume this is your work, Eris?

[He adjusts his glasses, causing one pigeon to flutter off his shoulder and perch on his head instead. Jezebel seems unperturbed.]

Also: I know at least a few of you have seen that my assistant has arrived here at the community.

[His expression gets a little more ominous.] I rather expect to be ignored, but I would highly suggest that he be left out of any -- what's the phrase? "Trolling" by members of the community. He isn't harmless, despite any first impressions, and I doubt I need to mention that neither am I.
15 May 2011 @ 03:24 pm
[Have a Jezebel, DDD, though he looks a bit different than usual. His long hair now only goes down to his chin, and he's....smiling. And not an evil smile, either: a normal, friendly, non-murderous smile.]

Hello, community. [Other thing to note: his accent seems to have mysteriously switched from British to American; his clothes aren't that of a London city dweller anymore, instead looking beaten and rural.]

It seems like things are winding down for a bit over here; now that winter's fully over, less people are coming in with the croup or the flu. But I'm sure now that planting season's started, I'll have more patients that are oxen or horses instead of humans.

So, tell me, community: how are you all doing?

((Jezebel's been smacked with What If: what if his mother's attempt to flee from his father had been successful? Meaning that he's now a real, non-murderous doctor in Pennsylvania who is a nice person who has no idea what Delilah is.))