21 September 2014 @ 05:27 am
accidental video | breaking and entering with Klavier Gavin  
[As the feed cuts on Klavier can be found standing outside of a ramshackle little house, you know the kind, the white ones that at first appear quaint until you approach it and find that it's overrun by bushes and weeds, covered in dirt. It's the little white house in the middle of nowhere that everyone has nightmares about.

And he's not alone, he's accompanied by a pretty, petite lady with brown hair and a very uncertain look about her, clutching a flashlight as though her life depended on it. This woman might be recognized by some as his office assist.]

Are you sure we have to do this?

[For his part Klavier is putting the final touches on his plastic suit, making certain he's buttoned all the way to the collar before pinning his hair up.]

Well it's not very fashion forward, but we can't go inside otherwise, ja? We'll just contaminate the place. Don't forget your gloves and your shoe covers either.

[Oh, right, well, she has to release her death grip on the flashlight so that she can follow these orders.]

I feel like...we're doing something we shouldn't be. This has to be illegal Mister Gavin...

Well...hey...we'll be fine as long as we don't corrupt the crime scene so try to relax.

H-hey is this illegal or isn't it? You're acting a little bit dodgy today!

[Finishing up the ex-rocker then raises himself to his full height, smiling sympathetically.]

Traurig, Fräuleinchen.

I...don't want to hear your apologies, just give it to me straight, Mister Gavin.

[Klavier's eyes widen a little, she's his employee after all, telling him what to do instead of simply following along, but then he has to laugh much to her chagrin.]

Okay, okay...boss. It's fine as long as we're not obstructing justice. I just want to have a peak inside before they begin tearing the place apart...you know the police and detectives alike can just as easily corrupt a scene. So...if you're satisfied let's move...

[She doesn't look 100%, but she nods and follows Klavier into the little house of horrors. Klavier himself is taking the less conventional route, climbing through the window like a typical sneak thief might do and hauling his assistant along with him.

It's dark, and the situation isn't helped by the fact that it's presently twilight outside.]

K-kinda creepy...and...oh...the smell...

Ja...ja...well...I suspect the bodies he kept here spent a great deal of time cooking...I don't recall seeing an air conditioner either.

[Klavier raises a gloved hand to his face, but resists the urge to cover his nose. Instead he presses forward into the house.

Everything looks completely normal on the surface, in spite of the furniture being covered in a fine layer of dust and trash littered about.]

He wasn't exactly clean was he?

I'm not so sure house keeping was a priority...ah, come along...I think I've found the basement.

[Again the assistant is apprehensive, but she edges along anyway.]

Why do you think there's anything in the basement.

The police report! [Obviously] And besides...if you were going to get up to mischief in your own house the ideal place is always the basement.

You make him sound like a petulant child...

[Klavier doesn't respond to that one, but instead he moves through the semi-darkness with his assistants flashlight guiding the way to the door of the basement, but just as they open it and begin to descend a figure drops down from above them, heavily silhouetted and looking very cobbled together, but in this dark gloom an attack, however unexpected it is, is enough to rip a scream out of the petite lady who swiftly latches on to Klavier...and the prosecutor for his part...well...it's not a scream...it's more like a shout. A shout is what he'll call it later...but he's definitely horrified by the figure giving them the drop.

Perhaps they weren't as alone as they thought, not that they can confirm anything because just as soon as the terror commences the flashlight is dropped. Isn't that always the way of it? Some shuffling can be heard and a bit of tumbling...apparently their trip down the stairs was cut brief by tumbling down the stairs instead]

Ow! Owowowow! [That would be Klavier's agonized, strained voice] You're...knee...

Oh...oh I'm sorry...did I hit something delicate?

[There is another loud thud and another scream can be heard coming from the assistant, apparently Klavier can only muster up an agonized groan, but that's where the feed ends.]

((ooc: normal text is Klavier Gavin and italics = his assistant.))
08 November 2013 @ 05:06 pm
≥ 009  
I'm sorry it's been several days, community! Schoolwork is keeping me dreadfully busy-- not that I'm complaining, of course. But I just had to come and talk about something strange that's happened. Harry and Ron don't remember this place at all! I know this happens sometimes when people leave, but they didn't forget right away, only just now. Has this happened to anybody else's friends?
10 September 2013 @ 10:13 pm
1st Contact  
[A teen's face suddenly appears on the video options. He's clearly new, if the confused expression is to gauge. Plus, who would have such a strange demon-print jacket?]

You know, this kind of site is the stuff people on the Ayakashi Monthly Forums would love to see. 'Fantastic Duck Site that infects your computer and forces you to talk to it!' Real chain e-mail kind of stuff. But that's not really the case here, is it? Magic, demons, gods, alternate worlds, sentai and magical girls and more...

[His face cracks a gleeful grin]

This is so cool.
08 September 2013 @ 05:02 pm
All right, enough negativity, guys. Best costumes.

My hat is awesome.
17 August 2013 @ 09:55 am
[video] - bodyswap virus  

[There is no plausible reason for this face to be attached to this account unless there were community shenanigans afoot.

Which is clearly the case here.

Not that it would be a first time experience for Klavier to be trapped in the body of someone else...though ultimately this one is far more pleasant than the last one...and he seems to be in a fairly secure location. At least he's not being hunted or shot at.

For now.

It's still more than a little inconvenient finding himself in another world, in another body, so if he looks a little weary that's probably why.

Though it would be Yurippe's weary face you're seeing and voice you're hearing, but the German accent that comes forth effortlessly is clearly and identifiably your very own glimmerous fop.]

Achtung, Fräulein, but I think we might need to have a lengthy discussion...I'll just assume you're in my house, ja? And that you are completely unharmed?

[Please confirm that you're okay!]
22 June 2013 @ 05:13 pm
⚒ 001 | text  
I think you should all explain yourselves, right now. Why are your messages taking over our computer when I try to access the District's intranet, why do some of them include audio and video files when we're not supposed to be able to upload things like that, and why do they all disappear whenever I try to show anyone?

I don't know what your trick is, but it's annoying me, so cut it out. Whatever you're doing, I don't want any part in it.
04 June 2013 @ 01:28 pm
What does your name mean?
17 April 2013 @ 05:00 pm
[Video] [AU Virus]  
[The video starts up and it appears it's recording from his phone again. He's appears to be some kind of alter and sitting on the highest step of the stairs, with the Master Emerald behind him.

He looks rather bored.]

Another day...

[He rubs his forehead with one of hands.] I'm starting to regret making that wish. Sure it protects the Master Emerald from Eggman, but at least I could take a break once in a while.

[He sighs and shifts slightly to get more comfortable.] I got to do what's best as Guardian though.

[He looks up at the sky.] I wonder what everyone's doing now that Eggman has given up a while ago?

[The video then ends.]

(OOC: Basically he's in an AU where he's the guardian of the Master Emerald instead of Knuckles. Behind the scenes, apparently Tails was first meant to be the guardian and there was even a level where he would cameo. Those plans got scrapped, but you can access pieces of that lost level with hacks and Knuckles was created instead. Because of this, he doesn't know who Knuckles is (since he doesn't technically exist in this AU). )
17 April 2013 @ 05:34 pm
Grab Bag Virus Full Regression - Video  
[When the video kicks on a very young child can be seen sitting in front of the camera wearing clothing several sizes too big for him...familiar clothing...Klavier Gavin clothing...speaking of which, this little guy looks an awful lot like a certain prosector.

He looks confused and maybe a little scared, but it's hard to be too scared with a golden retriever hovering around.]

I think I've been kidnapped by a man with a guitar obsession and bad taste in clothing...[he holds up the giant G necklace that Klavier is infamous for wearing, it's around his own neck weighing him down]...he's not a very good kidnapper...all the doors are unlocked except for one...

...and I can't find my bruder...Kristoph?
12 March 2013 @ 12:28 am
Okay first my TV showed a duck and wouldn't go away so I unplugged it, next my cell phone wouldn't work due to the same duck showing on its screen so I had to turn it off, then I went outside and found that you asses posted a duck on any flat surface you could find, now I'm back on my phone and I want to know some things.

First: What is your fucking problem?
Second: How the hell are you doing this?
18 February 2013 @ 07:39 am
How do you make somebody happy when they're convinced that they don't deserve it, probably because there are some people out there who want them to believe that?
17 December 2012 @ 06:21 pm
[Video - Snow Goons Virus]  
Dabbling with snow, ice, and BMWs )

[ooc: Klavier is normal text, the BMW owner is italics.]
10 December 2012 @ 06:07 pm
[Behold your resident prosecutor.

He has a message.

A cryptic message.

For someone.

You know who you are.]

Hey, Herr Miststück! You can have your gift back, I made it plain to you that I wasn't celebrating this year.

I know you went to great pains to keep it as anonymous and humiliating as possible, but the Turkey broth gave it away.
27 September 2012 @ 05:08 pm
[Behold, community, it's your resident prosecutor slash ex-rocker and he's allowing himself to be purposely recorded by you this fine day. He can be seen sitting on his couch, his feet propped up on the coffee table which is where the computer is sitting incidentally...you might be able to see the soles of his bare feet, but only barely.

He looks pretty casual in his jeans, faded Hard Rock Cafe Munich t-shirt, the usual hairstyle forsaken for an easier to manage ponytail. Oh, and look, sitting between his legs almost provocatively is a very attractive little vase and inside the vase is a bouquet of Hepatica flowers.]

When April's in her genial mood,
And leafy smells are in the wood,
In sunny nook, by bank or brook,
Behold this lovely sisterhood.

[Klavier gestures to the flowers almost lazily.]

I've been struck by a flower bandit...though I have to admit it's not bad at all coming home after pulling an all-nighter to find flowers. The right color too I am fond of purple, but trying to pretty up Liverwort is a challenge you know?

Odd thing though, the note didn't leave a name...oh right, the note did say that these flowers mean "confidence"...the language of flowers right?

I wonder what that means...credence, faith, belief, trust...is there an alternate meaning? What do you think? [Yeah, he's asking you, community people]

I'm not sure if I should be on the lookout for a secret admirer...or a crazed stalker.
19 August 2012 @ 03:49 pm
[video - introducing the starlight soloist]  
[When the video starts the viewer is assaulted by the most incredible theme music in the history of ever. But the theme music is merely there to supplement a mysterious disembodied voice.]

Piercing the dark heart of injustice like the clarion call of a trumpet…

[The voice isn’t disembodied for long because soon the viewer is given a gratuitous lower body shot, thrown into sharp relief by a gold light in the background]

…the melody of truth will prevail…

[And here comes the gratuitous upper body shot]

…I am the glimmerous Superstar! Sailor Starzählzeit!

[And the head shot…but doesn't that face belongs to someone familiar, a certain vain, ex-rocker, prosecutor. Except for the fact that their genders don’t match, yet anyone who has ever seen the female version of Klavier in previous viruses knows it’s him…her…whatever…]

…Stage on!

[And finally…the full body shot! Come at her evil, she'll smite you with her microphone of justice and heal you with her gavel of punishment.]
02 August 2012 @ 01:03 am
[accidental video]  
[When the feed cuts on the audience is greeted by an unusual spectacle, not that Klavier is all that unusual being a community regular, but in this particular case he appears very impassive and out of touch with his surroundings. No surprise because he happens to be surrounded by three walls and a barred door…but what could this pious prosecutor prodigy be doing in a prison?

Unfortunately the video gives away nothing other than the fact that the ex-rocker seems to be lingering in a state of shock. It’s also unknown where this feed is even coming from since he clearly doesn’t have computer access for the time being. What is clear is that orange is definitely not his color and carbon steel handcuffs look really out of place on him. On the Kübler-Ross scale, Klavier seems to be working on denial.

The video is brief as the viewer only gets enough time to take in Klavier, his attire, his surroundings, and the hail of cat calls before it cuts off again.]
16 July 2012 @ 11:46 pm
Meine Damen und Herren!

I'm interested in your concepts of justice...would you say that you fall into the "retaliation in kind" camp or the "eye for an eye and the whole world goes blind" camp?

I don't intend to elaborate, but I will say that my interests are both academic and personal.
18 May 2012 @ 05:40 pm
[Klavier is just a little bit uncomfortable with this latest virus…er…growth…clearly wearing a shirt over them is not only unflattering but awkward so he’s opting to go without…

…but that’s not the problem…

Actually by comparison his little wings aren’t so bad, except the tiny feathers very much resemble the tail feathers on a peacock…

…still, Klavier has his face buried in his hands looking particularly disconcerted.]

I don’t think this is going to do anything to dispel that bondage-turkey image.
07 May 2012 @ 11:08 pm
[What madness is this? Klavier Gavin has never been seen anywhere near a baby…well, at least not while he wasn’t virused anyway…and now he was sitting in the middle of a nursery with a heavy Victorian influence. He was surrounded by toys, clothes, toiletries, bottles…off to the side…a mauve baby rocker…and in his hands diapers. Two different types…

…and he looks terribly confused. Clearly he knows beans about babies, in spite of being saddled with one at least twice.]

Alright…I give up…I’ve done the research, but I still can’t make up my mind…[it’s up to you community…he holds up his selection of diapers]…cloth or disposable?

[And before there's a misunderstanding] It's for Herr Akeldama.